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Part 7 We are at the airport waiting for our flight in the airline’s private lounge. When we land, we will meet up with 20 other guys, who are joining us on this poz sex tour. It will be strange to meet Chad there and know that he is officially a poz man now, but I will cross that bridge, when we arrive. Mark is resting his head on my shoulder, while I try to read. Despite all my efforts, I keep looking at one of the airline crew members. I know him from somewhere, but I cannot place him. His pants seem to be somewhat to small for him as his bulge is massive, or he put a sock in there. But I wouldn’t know why, he looks sexy as hell, slim tight frame, with muscles showing and a surprising strong back and shoulder. He has the V-shape perfected. But I take my eyes of him, needing to occupy myself with something else as my cock is already hard pressing against my leather pants and there won’t be any release for the next few hours. So, I put my book aside, take my phone out of my pocket, carefully trying not to wake Mark. I angle the phone over our heads and click, a nice little photo of Mark drooling on my shoulder. He stirs a little but remains sleeping. As I wanted to put my phone back, I receive a message from Luke. He and Tony are currently studying for their final exams but apparently skipped learning for a nice day at the beach. I send the photo of Mark on my shoulder and receive a bunch of laughing emojis. Suddenly, the man I cannot place stays in front of me. ‘Hello Thomas, can I bring you anything, tea, coffee or champagne?’ Mark stirs again and finally wakes up. ‘Oh, sorry Mark, I didn’t want to wake you’ ‘It’s alright Frank’ a sleepy Mark says ‘when I hear the word champagne, I wake up immediately’ ‘You never change… so, two champagnes for you two?’ ‘Yes’ I say ‘thank you very much’ As the crew member leaves, I ask Mark who that man is. ‘Oh, that’s Frank, Graham’s husband, you remember the professor’ ‘Ah, alright, but have I met him before? I know his face, but can’t remember ever meeting him’ ‘You haven’t, but you might have seen him in a few pictures around the shop as he used to help at the beginning. He is a really lovely man, and he fancies you.’ ‘What gives you that idea?’ ‘When I met up with him and Graham a few days ago, talking about everything, your name came up and I showed him a picture of you… don’t worry a decent one, your nudes and more are save with me. Even though, I think the picture of your backside while you're riding my cock, heaven:’ ‘Get to the point Mark’ I say teasingly. ‘He saw your picture and was immediately smitten. Graham then said you were a great fuck, and Frank just was all lost in fantasy.’ ‘But why didn’t he just join one of the group nights and he could have fucked me already?’ ‘He doesn’t like them, and truth be told a lot of the guys just cannot take him. I tried it once, but that cock is just too big.’ ‘Really? Well now I’m hard and intrigued.’ ‘Why not go for it, there are private rooms here for a quick nap, so why not use it differently. Opposite to me, you are a fucking power bottom …’ And those three words stopped Frank as he approached us with our champagne glasses. He looked at us puzzled but then went back to his professional attitude putting the glasses on the table. I on the other hand, had lost all pretence and ask Frank directly. ‘Frank, could you show me the private spaces for a quick nap please?’ ‘Eh, of course, Thomas please follow me.’ A look at his bulge tells me that his cock has registered what is about to happen. He guides me to one of the rooms, puts in a PIN code and let me step inside first. Then I hear the door closing, thinking for a moment he left me alone, but as I turn around, he is standing there. Hunger in his eyes. I step forward and without a word we both are entangled in a deep, longing kiss. His hands wander immediately to my ass, while I start to stroke his cock through his pants. This cock is something else, my mind isn’t really comprehending, but it feels almost like 10 inches, which would be just ridiculous. We are not in porn. But as he pulls me closer to his body, and my hand is now resting on his lower back, I decide to just go for it. I start to loosen his tie, then unbutton his shirt and the muscled torso with the right amount of hair to accentuate every muscle, drives me wild. ‘Cold we film it?’ I hear myself saying, not knowing why, but I want to keep this memory. ‘Of course, keep going’ While I keep undressing him, now working on his belt. He takes his phone from his pocket, puts it on a little shelf besides the door and presses the recording button. The belt is now gone, only leaving the final reveal of his cock. I start with the button of the pants, and as it snaps open I push my face into his crotch, breathing in the manly smell of his pubes, which tease a hairy frame around his mysterious cock. Then I take his zipper between my teeth and slowly pull down. To my fortunate surprise, Frank went commando today, so his cock springs at me immediately, hitting me on my right cheek. Now I know why Mark hasn’t manage this one, Frank’s cock is like an upper size dildo, almost 10 inches long and at least 8 inches in girth. As I take a closer look I see a scorpion tattoo on the length of his dick, the letter P O Z on the back of the scorpion. ‘Wow, what a beautiful and impressive cock’ I say in awe. ‘But can you take it?’ Frank says teasingly ‘only a few have managed it so far’ ‘Oh, don’t you worry, this poz cock will be taken, even if it splits me apart’ ‘Well then, let’s get to it.’ Before I had a chance to take the cock in my mouth, Frank pulls me up and undresses me with force. My shirt and pants flying through the small room, he pushes me onto the small bed, luckily the walls frame the bed completely. He kisses me again, his tongue entering my mouth deeply. Then he crawls over my head and put his cock right to my mouth. I start to lick the tip but have difficulties getting the whole cock inside my mouth. He starts to thrust, which already let him develop some precum, the taste of masculinity hitting my tongue immediately. This encourages me, finally managing to get the whole girth of his cock inside my mouth, even if it only has been a few inches. He pulls out of my mouth and gives me another deep kiss, before he opens a hidden compartment in the wall, revealing a collection of lubes. ‘Well, I guess in this room there is little sleeping going on’ ‘Oh, that’s right this room is prepared for us crew members to fuck. Don’t think this is rare, it almost happens daily.’ ‘Great, take this one’ I point to a fisting lube, getting into it lately, even though no hand has yet, penetrated me. ‘but now give me you poz cock and toxic load.’ ‘Oh, I will and if you haven’t been pozzed already, this will do it, my viral load at the moment is over a fucking million.’ ‘Fuck, yeah. Give it to me, poz me up now.’ We stop talking, as he begins to lube up my hole, with a few fingers already entering me in preparation. Then he puts it on his cock too and pressing my legs over my head to expose my hole fully. He positions the head of his cock on my entrance, a first slow thrust to test my openness. We are both surprised, that my hole offers almost no resistance to the pressure. He looks at me seriously and with a stronger push his cock’s tip enters me. I moan loudly, almost a scream. He lets himself fall towards me and kisses me, while the tip is still inside me. As we kiss, he pushes further, all his muscles on his back contracting. It is an unbelievable feeling as his massive poz cock slides deeper into me. He breaks the kiss and gets back up to control the fuck. As he looks down at his cock fucking me, I enjoy the sensation of this beautiful man being inside me. He looks back at me and pushes again, his cock sliding deeper and deeper. ‘The half is done’ he says reassuringly. ‘Fuck me, stop being careful, push me to the limit’ I say full of lust. He doesn’t need to hear this twice. With a last deep look into my eyes, he pushes his whole body towards me, his cock now buried balls deep inside me. My body reacts immediately to the sensation of lust, pain and fulness. I moan in ecstasy. Frank pulls his cock almost out completely, before thrusting it back in again. I adept to his cock quickly, and my hands crab his ass to pull him closer to me. This encourages him to be rougher, which results in him fucking me so hard, that we wander on the bed and my head is hitting the wall. He takes his cock out of my hole completely, positions me on all fours and with a violent thrust starts to fuck me from behind, doggy-style, his hands now on my shoulders pulling me towards him. I feel his massive cock twitching inside me. ‘Are you ready for this toxic cum Thomas, you will be knocked up and poz for sure after this’ ‘Give it to me, fuck me, breed me, poz me.’ With those words he manages to further increase his thrusting rhythm, which is almost unbearable to take. He pulls me one final time towards him, as his cock shoots a toxic load of poz cum into me. It takes him 8 pulsations to finish his release., while I come hands free on the bed and the wall. We remain in our positions for almost a minute, without either one of us talking. It takes his cock to slip out of my hole, to bring us back into reality. ‘Wow, that was great Frank, let’s hope your seed has finally managed to make me a fellow poz brother’ ‘Oh, I’m sure of it. But now let’s get out of here, I think your flight is ready to board in a few minutes’ We put our clothes back on, Frank’s cum still deep buried inside me. He sends me the video of our fuck as we exchange numbers, because we both know, this needs to be repeated. As we step outside, Mark has again fallen asleep, this time on our luggage, the two champagne glasses empty. I wake him as the boarding of the flight will start shortly. He looks at me still sleepy but smiling. ‘You know, you are quite the screamer, when you think no one can hear you.’ ‘What…’ I look around and see the whispers of the other passengers ‘Fuck, well let’s hope none of those people is on our flight.’ ‘Good luck with that, but let’s get going or I fall asleep again.’ We make our way to the gate, taking our seats on the plane and trying to relax as Chad enters the plane greeting us as he searches his seat. ‘Well, this will be interesting. I cannot believe we are on holiday with my little brother’s ex fuckbuddy.’ I say annoyed. ‘Don’t worry about it, I hear he as sugar daddy on the tour. We might have more fun with it than you think.’ I give Mark a kiss, he already preparing to fall asleep again on my shoulder. ‘Wait, before you drool on my shoulders again, I have something to show you.’ The video Frank and I recorded has the desired effect, Mark is wide awake and horny as fuck now.

I nut deep in the fag’s pussy and then give it a few more pumps to make sure my nut gets worked into the fag’s pussy

Chapter 3 The sticky, cooling sensation between them was the first thing Jordan registered. Not as a shock, but as a fact. A pleasant, warm fact. He blinked his eyes open, the morning light softer this time, finding Jared’s sleeping face inches from his own. There was no frantic scrambling apart, no wave of panicked guilt. Just a deep, resonant calm. Jared’s eyes fluttered open. A slow, lazy smile spread across his face. “Morning,” he murmured, his voice rough with sleep. “Morning,” Jordan breathed back, his own smile forming in response. He leaned in and pressed a soft, lingering kiss to Jared’s lips. It was gentle, affectionate, a world away from the desperate, hungry kisses of the night before. It felt… natural. They disentangled themselves, the dried cum on their stomachs pulling at their skin. “We’re a mess,” Jared chuckled, looking down at himself. “A good mess,” Jordan corrected, his heart feeling impossibly full. He’d never imagined waking up like this with anyone, least of all his best friend. The word ‘gay’ floated through his mind, but it didn’t stick. It felt too small, too inadequate for what was between them. This was just… them. They showered separately, a silent, mutual decision to keep some semblance of normalcy for Jared’s family downstairs. But the air between them had shifted permanently. Over a quiet breakfast, their knees touched under the table, a constant, secret point of contact. “So,” Jared said later, as they drove aimlessly through their now-too-familiar town, both high school graduates with a suddenly wide-open future. “What… turns you on?” The question was bold, direct, and it sent a fresh jolt straight to Jordan’s groin. He glanced over, seeing the curious, hungry look in Jared’s eyes. “I don’t know. I guess… I never really let myself think about it before. You?” Jared didn’t hesitate. “Hairy guys. Definitely. And cut cocks. There’s something so… defined about them.” He kept his eyes on the road, but a faint blush crept up his neck. “And… fuck, this is gonna sound weird… precum. Seeing it, tasting it. It drives me insane.” He took a breath. “And… showing off. Exposing myself. The idea of someone seeing me, getting hard because of me… shit.” Jordan’s own cock was already stirring, thickening against his jeans. Jared’s confession was the hottest thing he’d ever heard. “That doesn’t sound weird,” he said, his voice a little husky. “It sounds… really fucking hot.” “There’s a place,” Jared said, his tone shifting, becoming conspiratorial. “The old boat ramp out on Route 9. There’s a patch of woods behind it. People… go there. To cruise.” The implication hung in the air, heavy and illicit. Jordan’s mouth went dry. The idea was terrifying. And utterly exhilarating. “You wanna… go check it out?” Jared’s answer was a sharp, eager grin. “Yeah. I really do.” They drove in a charged silence, the anticipation building like a physical pressure. By the time Jared pulled his truck into the gravel parking lot, Jordan’s heart was hammering against his ribs. A few other cars were scattered around, their occupants unseen. The air felt thick, charged with possibility. They got out, both wearing the thinnest athletic shorts they owned, commando beneath. The late afternoon sun was warm on their skin. With every step toward the tree line, Jordan felt his cock twitch, beginning its inevitable swell. The coarse fabric of his shorts dragged against the sensitive head, and he knew a dark spot of precum was already beginning to form. He glanced at Jared’s crotch and saw the same tell-tale dampness, the outline of his thick shaft becoming more pronounced with every heartbeat. The woods were quiet, save for the rustle of leaves and their own footsteps on the packed earth. The thrill of the unknown, the sheer audacity of what they were doing, was a potent aphrodisiac. Jared stopped walking. Without a word, he hooked his thumbs into the waistband of his shorts and pushed them down to his mid-thigh. His cock and balls sprang free into the dappled sunlight, his impressive eight inches already fully hard, glistening at the tip. He let out a shaky breath, a mix of nerves and pure excitement. “Your turn,” he whispered, his eyes dark with desire. The command was all Jordan needed. He fumbled with his own shorts, shoving them down. The humid air felt incredible on his exposed skin. He was fully erect now, his six-inch cock standing proud, a bead of precum welling and dripping onto the leaf litter below. Seeing Jared standing there, so boldly exposed, made him feel powerful, desired, and incredibly vulnerable all at once. They walked on, their cocks bouncing freely, the lewd slap of their bare thighs the only sound for a moment. Then, a new sound reached them. A low, rhythmic grunting. And another sound, wetter, more slurping. They crept closer, their pace slowing, until they saw them through a break in the trees. Two men. One, older with a hairy chest and a cut cock, standing with his back against an oak. The other, younger, was on his knees, his head bobbing in the man’s lap, the wet, sucking sounds echoing softly in the clearing. The standing man had his head thrown back, his eyes closed in ecstasy, one hand tangled in the hair of the man servicing him. It was surreal. A scene from a porn movie playing out in the dappled green light of the woods. Jordan’s breath caught. It should have been shocking, maybe even off-putting. But it wasn’t. It was the most intensely erotic thing he’d ever witnessed. The raw, unfiltered hunger of it mirrored his own. He felt a hand on his arm. Jared was staring, his own cock leaking steadily now, his chest rising and falling rapidly. The look they shared said everything. This is real. This is happening. Without breaking eye contact with Jared, Jordan sank to his knees. The damp earth soaked through his shorts, but he didn’t care. He reached for Jared’s hips, pulling him closer. He took Jared’s beautiful, leaking cock into his mouth in one deep, sloppy glide, his tongue swirling around the head, lapping up the salty-sweet precum. He gagged slightly, then relaxed his throat, taking him deeper, wanting to taste every inch, wanting to be a part of the raw, hungry energy of this place. He looked up, his eyes meeting Jared’s, and saw a look of awe and pure, unadulterated lust staring back down at him.

Part 1 - The First Weekend Danny and I had shared many intimate details that I had in my mind, some very hot and vivid, and never had Danny ever been shocked or judged, another thing I loved having Danny as my friend. Over the years I had shared with Danny my deepest desires, from submitting to him, having my ass owned, and being bred by multiple men. Danny was always interested in helping me explore those desires. One thing we were also very clear about is my dark desires around poz/neg sex. I knew Danny was poz, undetectable, but his acceptance of my desires was another huge turn on. After talking online for years, it was time to finally accept what I needed and realize Danny would be the one to help me fulfill it. The agreement was for me to drive to Danny's house for an overnight 'get to know you' session. I knew there would be many levels, and weekends, for my education and awakening. This first weekend was to be just Danny and I, getting to know each other which would include Danny making love to me and cumming in me as much as possible. The trip would take over an hour so I had packed and prepared for the trip and meeting Danny. After I was all packed and ready, I showered one last time, and cleaned out, as I wanted to be ready and fresh for Danny. I wore a loose fitting a t-shirt, shorts, jock, and flip flops. I was pretty sure I would be undressing quickly upon arrival. Danny and I made a pact to not cum for a week before meeting. I was getting aroused often on my drive, often day dreaming of a video I had seen of my dear friend fucking a bottom. Watching his cock slowly being pulled out of his bottom after cumming. I would be hard just picturing that in my head. mmmmmm I pulled up to Danny's house, grabbed my backpack from the car, cock still semi hard in my jock, and climbed the steps. I didn't even need to knock, Danny opened the door as soon as I was about to knock. I looked at him and smiled as I moved into the house. Danny was smiling at me and said, "welcome Tim. it is so fucking good to see you". As Danny went to close the door I noticed that he was wearing a t-shirt and jock, and was obviously hard already. When the door had shut, Danny moved closer and placed his hand on my lower back. "Let me take your bag Tim". I released my bag and he took it, all the while his hand had moved to my ass. "Please sit down and make yourself comfortable, I will be right back.", Danny said. He squeezed my ass cheek and moved through the room with my backpack. The tv in his living room was playing some good bareback porn, which I LOVE, so I immediately kicked off my shoes and shorts, leaving my t-shirt and jock on. I took a seat on the couch and focused on the tv. The scenes were close ups of cock sliding in and out of holes. The picture was so intense, closeups and the guys' ass lips sicking to the big cock that was fucking him. To my left Danny entered the room again, cock still hard behind his jock. Danny looked at the tv and then back to me, then back to the tv. "Look at those ass lips babe. Amazing." I could not agree more, they were so sexy. Without looking at Danny, "one day sir, one day I want mine to look like that". Now it was my turn to get hard. Danny just lightly said, "yum" and walked over to the end of the couch I was on. Stood there and took off his jock so his cock was exposed, hard, with a cock ring on. "Tim, that is the goal, to make you into a great sub bottom boy". He stepped forward so his cock was in my face. I could see his precum on his cock, starting to drip out more. So hot! I wrapped my lips around his cock and started sucking out all the precum I could. "that's it baby, suck my cock", Danny said. "Now look at the tv Tim, wow". With Danny's cock in my mouth I shifted my eyes to a gorgeous site. The camera was moving into a close up view of the bottom's ass. The top had just pulled out and apparently filled the bottom with cum. His hole was so open and cum dripping out a little. I just moaned on Danny's cock. I pulled off his cock and took it in my hand. Looking up at Danny I said, "I want my hole to be like that one day Danny". Then I took his cock back into my mouth. "I am going to help you get there, turning you into a cum slut, little by little", Then Danny added, "but first I need to suck on those ass lips. Time to head into the bedroom". I let Danny's cock fall from my mouth and slid his jock down and off of him. I stood and took off my jock as well then turned and headed the from which Danny came. I then stopped, not knowing my way. Danny came up behind me, hands on my ass cheeks, lifting my cheeks, basically exposing my hole. His cock head landed right at my hole....and I could feel his wetness. "To the left Tim", Danny said without skipping a beat. I let his cock linger at my hole for a few seconds and then moved to the left where I could see his bedroom door open, a big bed, and my backpack on the floor. As we entered his room, I peeled off my t-shirt, now completely naked, and got on Danny's bed. I got on my back so I could see him, pulled my legs up and slowly stroked my cock. Danny took of his shirt, "I need to eat your ass baby". Danny climbed on the bed and took my cock in his hand, licked my shaft a few times and then swallowed my big hard cock. Fuck this man could suck cock. After deep throating me a few times, he started licking my shaft, and then my balls and up my shaft. Danny kept licking the underside of my balls while pushing my legs up and back towards my chest, exposing my tight but eager hole. Danny paused, almost in a whisper he said, "fuck yes". Danny looked up at me, "I have waited so long to get at your ass Tim". He took one long lick over my hole then lifted his head a little and let a long thick amount of spit fall from his mouth to my aching hole. Then he dove in with his tongue. I had never felt anything like this, Danny was incredible and tongue fucking my hole while spreading my ass further apart. He would stop every now and then and admire his work of opening up my hole. Danny started to get up on his hands and knees, I could see his cock rock hard and dripping as he stayed there on all fours. I thought this was it, he was going to fuck me, but I was wrong. "Turn over Tim, up on your knees so I can taste you from behind". I did as he told me, flipping over and kept my ass up for him, resting my head on his pillow. Danny moved in again and spread me open, immediately tonguing my hole again. Trying to open me up as much as he could. He had moved one of his hands to my cock..stroking my now hanging rock hard cock. I could look under me and see me dripping precum now. I wanted him in my ass so bad. Danny pulled his tongue out of my ass and just massaged my ass cheeks. "Tim, you are open now and taste so good. Please get on your back again, I want in between your legs." My ass was aching so bad, but I wanted to know what was next. I rolled over on to my back again and adjusted myself so my legs were up and head resting on his pillow. Danny moved closer so his hands were on my knees. He reached out and stroked my cock a little more. "Damn nice cock Tim". Of course he was still rock hard and leaking precum. He dropped my cock and moved in between my legs...sucked my cock a minute and kissed is way up so his head was above mine. I now felt his wet hard cock head right on my hole, like it was magically directed to my tightness. "Tim, I am so happy you are here, finally. I have waited so long for this". The more Danny talked, the move his cock bobbed and leaked on my exposed hole. He then bent down to kiss me fully and his cock head just wedged into my tight hole. He then backed off of kissing me. "Tim, tell me what you want". "Danny, I have wanted this for so long, please fuck me". "What do you want, please tell me". Danny said. "I want your poz cock in me so bad, please fuck me baby:." "Thank you Tim" Danny said and then leaned in to kiss me. This time though, he pushed his cock head a little harder and parted my hole and then it happened. My tight ass lips grabbed his cock head and brought his cock into my hole. "Fuck Tim, your ass is so ready". I panted, "and your cock is so ready for my ass, fuck me Danny". Danny got up on his hands and slid his cock in even more. Then he pulled out a little, but not pulling out all the way, lifted himself up so his hands were on my knees again. He then slid his cock back into me even more than before. I was looking up at his face, he was smiling so much. "your cock is so perfect for my tight ass Danny. please fill me up". Danny knew what I meant and on his next push in just kept sinking his cock into me, all the way. "there baby, I am all the way in you. I am so close to cumming, I am oozing my precum in your womb." Danny started to pull his cock out of me again and said, "do you want all of me in you?". I looked up at him and said, "please breed me baby, deep". "fuck" is all he said. he started sliding in and out faster. I could tell his orgasm was starting to build. "please fuck me full of your cum Danny, please. I need it" I was shouting at him now. His pace was building and building, really fucking me hard now, balls slapping against me. This went on longer than I thought and I couldn't take it anymore, it felt so good, I need to cum. I went to take my cock in hand and noticed I was oozing cum, not precum, just oozing cum. It felt so good. I wanted to time my orgasm with Danny's. Danny shoved in one last time, hard, and yelled "take my cum Tim". I felt him swell and start to shoot his love into me, I could feel the first few steams of his hot cum. I grabbed my cock and pulled hard, shooting immediately at the same time as Danny, both of us moaning and groaning at the same time. Finally, I had this hot man's load deep in me. He started to finally move, slightly, little strokes. Danny looked at me, "fuck that was hot Tim". "Yes baby it was". Danny had my legs pushed back and apart as he slowly started to slide out of me. Finally I felt his wet cock drop out of my ass. He was looking directly at my hole. He scoot back a little bit and pushed my legs up more then dipped his head between my ass and licked some of his cum out of my ass. He did that a few times and then he got up on his knees, I could see his dripping cock. Danny looked at me, "clean my cock Tim". I was still covered in my own cum, but it didn't matter, I couldn't get to Danny's cock fast enough. I was on hands and knees and I lifted is now soft, very wet, cock to my mouth and sucked him in. I cleaned off his cock with vigor, tasting his salty cum load and my ass on his cock! it was so hot. Danny leaned over my back and started playing with my ass then guiding a finger into my hole. "Tim, you definitely have me in you now". Both Danny and I fell to the bed, finally, and he cuddled me from behind. I was so happy and content. I pushed back slightly to feel Danny's wetness on my ass cheek. I knew he was still leaking drops of cum. Danny's hands roamed the front of my body, from nipples to fondling my soft cock. "I can't wait to fuck you again Tim", Danny whispered to me. That is the last thing I remember as I fell asleep with a smile. I awoke some time later, it was darker in the house. I immediately felt my as being attended to. As my sleepiness faded I realized I was more on my stomach now and Danny made muffled moans as he ate my ass, clearly taking in the taste of his own load. I started moaning immediately. Danny stopped, "sorry to wake you babe, but I couldn't help it. Your ass is so ready and tastes wonderful, I need to fuck you again, but couldn't help tasting you first". Danny slid up behind men and starting rubbing his hard wet cock all over my ass cheeks and brushing my hole. "It is time Tim", Danny said, and with that he started pushing into me again. "I am going fuck you hard and put my seed deep in you". Danny was right on his word, he started shoving his cock in deep, pulling all the way out, and shoving back in deep again. Over and over, relentless fucking. completely different than him making love to me earlier, but I was right there with him. We had our sexy love making earlier, it was time for him to use my ass and breed me. "Yes sir, please fuck my ass, seed me please" I said. Then I started repeating, "fuck me, fuck me, fuck me". The bed was practically bouncing now with his hard thrusts into my ass. Fuck this felt so good and he knew it. "Like that, don't you boy?". He knew I did. Danny was pounding me hard and finally shoved in me very hard, yelling, "take my poz cum Tim" And that was it, he was cumming in me again! I too shot without even touching my cock. It felt so fucking wonderful. This is how my first night being with Danny went, bliss and being filled with his hot, special, cum loads. Of course Danny came in me one more time before I left the next day. I was a cummy mess. By the time I got home the next day, I was leaking and had to quickly move into my house and a shower. I fell asleep for the rest of the weekend, thinking about being fucked by Danny and what that meant for me. I know there are great times ahead and I thought about those as I dozed off. to be continued....

Both of our orgasms slowed and Danny slowly crawled in on top of me and kissed me. Our breathing was almost back to normal now and we were just enjoying the closeness. Danny looked at me, "did you enjoy your evening, and our friend?". I looked at Danny, kissed him, and said, "I loved it! Thank you so much". My weekend surprise was incredible, I can't wait for the next visit. Part 3 Due to work and other activities, I didn't make it out to Danny's house again for a few weeks. Of course we had been in constant contact reliving my past 'surprise' weekend. The implication of me still being healthy and not coming down with any type of illness led to Danny and I discussion my anonymous lover in more details. It turns out Danny had met our friend on barebackrt.com and after some long conversations between Danny and the man, they determined both of them had a very common interest and the man would be a very suitable top to fuck me. After a lot of prodding, Danny finally admitted to me the man's screen name on BBRT but that I would have to investigate the rest for myself. I asked Danny if the top man knew my identity on BBRT and Danny confirmed he did. Danny gave me the details and I was so excited I logged in as soon as Danny and I hung up. With anticipation I searched for the screen name Danny had given me, and there he was. This man was 62 years old, a versatile top man, around my height, a 'large' cock size which I could attest to, and his status said 'undetectable'. I stopped right there. I kept staring at his pictures and that status declaration. As I stared at his available pictures, I started to get hard. He was just the type of top man I fantasized about. His cock was 'large', probably 9 or more inches, appeared healthy and oh so sexy. I quickly unlocked my photos for this man in hope to get more of his private pictures, possibly of him fucking a bottom. As for his status, I wasn't surprised all that much. most men on BBRT were poz and medicated. I had let Danny fuck me and cum in me several times now and that eventuality is out there somewhere, so that didn't do anything to change my excitement about knowing who my anon top was. I emailed Danny right away, 'THANK YOU'. I told Danny that I thought this top was a perfect selection and told him what a great job he did. After emailing Danny I had to look at this top's pictures more, hoping he opened them all for me soon. I waited for email notification that this man's pictures were unlocked, but didn't get one so logged out and started thinking about my upcoming trip to Danny's. I decided to run some errands and was out for a short while, when I returned I checked my email again and noticed I had a notification from BBRT. I logged in and this man had indeed unlocked his private pictures for me. I quickly started focusing on the ones I had not seen and there it was, to my shock, a picture of this man fucking me raw. I knew my ass for sure, and the environment there, but this man's cock looked so big in me. Pure sexiness. I was rock hard just looking at the picture and remembering how it was taken. I sent this man an email: "Thank you for unlocking your pics, of course your are gorgeous, but I wanted to thank you for sharing our picture in your profile. I really enjoyed you taking part in my fantasy. You felt so fucking good and are so damn sexy. Thank you again and I hope we meet up again in the future. Tim" After sending the email I walked around with a smile on my face. What a great surprise that was. I knew I needed to get out and see Danny again so I sent him an email about what was 'next' for us. At the same time I checked BBRT again and there was this man's response. "Tim, you are so welcome. I was initially surprised at Danny's request, but after seeing pictures of you I knew I needed to be inside of you. I am thankful you enjoyed it as much as I did. You are incredible and a great fuck, I hope to see you again soon too." I really needed to get out to see Danny again after reading that. I arranged to be out to Danny's house the next weekend, Friday after work. I cleaned out and dressed appropriately, t-shirt, shorts with a jock, and flip flops. It seemed to be my new 'pre fuck' attire. When I arrived at Danny's house I noticed another vehicle in the driveway. Of course, this got me thinking. Danny greeted me at the door, this time he was wearing just a robe, but it wasn't fastened. I entered and we hugged, it was great to be there. As we parted Danny's robe had fallen open and I could now see he was naked, a cock ring on, and now his cock was getting hard. "So good to see you Tim", Danny said. "Please come in and get comfortable." I dropped my bag by the door and also dropped my shorts right after. It felt good to free my ass and feel a little exposed. I noticed two glasses of wine on the table, of course porn was playing on the TV, but muted. I looked at Danny, "I see two glasses, you were already prepared for me?", then I laughed. "No, that was for our guest. Please sit down baby, I want you to meet someone", Danny said while offering me a seat on the couch. After we both sat, Danny continued, "Tim, another one of your fantasies has been to be fucked and bred by a hung older black man." When Danny said this he motioned to the hallway that led to his room. I turned and there stood a beautiful black man wearing a robe that was open as well. This man was gorgeous. Close cropped hair, definitely not a full head of hair. Chest hair that was salt and pepper just like his pubes. His cock was soft but hanging so lovely. His cock was large and thick even though he wasn't hard yet. After I checked him out, I looked up this face and he said to me while leaning against the door frame, "Hi Tim". Danny spoke up behind me on the couch, "Tim, I would like you to meet Mike.." Danny paused and then continued, "Mike is here to fuck you full of his cum". With that last statement, I know I saw Mike's cock move. Mike moved away from the doorway and strode to the couch where we were sitting. He bent down and kissed me deeply. After Mike broke his kiss with me, he said "great to meet you Tim. I have been looking forward to meeting you for a while now." Mike stood up straight and now his cock was definitely semi hard, and so close to me. "Mind if I sit?", Mike asked. While staring at Mike's big cock, I said, "please do". Mike took the seat next to me and then picked up his wine glass and took a sip of his wine. I turned to Danny, "Can I have some wine, babe?". "Oh shit, of course you can. sorry Tim. Be right back". Danny got up and headed into the kitchen. As I turned back to the porn playing on the TV, now I realized why we were watching big black cocks breeding white ass. I had to stop and watch. "I fucking love these scenes. damn", Mike said. "Do you like these Tim?". I turned towards Mike. He was now leaning back on the couch enjoying his wine, but his robe was all the way open and that huge cock was laying up on his stomach now and I could see wetness around his piss slit. I looked away from his cock, which took me a few seconds, and looked at Mike. "I love these scenes Mike, love them. I love the contrast of colors, the white asses and big black cocks". I looked at his cock again then back to his eyes, "and sorry I keep looking at your cock". Mike reached over and took hold of his cock, "don't worry about that at all Tim, I love the attention". Danny returned from the kitchen with my wine, "Here ya go Tim", and he handed me my glass. As he took up his wine he raised it, "a toast. To Mike for joining us tonight and to whatever unfolds tonight I hope we all enjoy it." We all clinked glasses and added "cheers". Danny looked at Mike, his cock was started to deflate, just a bit. "I see something got your attention Mike", he said while nodding at Mike's cock. We all laughed. Danny continued, "Tim, Mike is here to fulfill another one of your fantasies. Mike has agreed to fuck and breed you, after I do of course." Danny reached out and was stroking my bare leg. "Do you want that Tim?" I was looking at Danny, swallowed loudly and said, "yes, very much". Then I felt Mike's hand on my other thigh and now my cock started to grow even harder. I continued to look at Danny, but I felt Mike's hand leave my thigh and gently take my hand to guide it to his cock. Once my hand had found his thick cock I softly wrapped my hand around it and let my thumb wander over his now wet cock head. I slowly closed my eyes to take in the sensation of holding this thick hot to the touch cock. After a few seconds of feeling and stroking Mike's cock with my hand I felt Danny start to touch my jock, feeling my hardness that was aching to be released. Danny pulled my jock aside and stoked my cock. This encouraged me to life my leg to give him better access to my ass. I felt Danny's dry fingers around my hole. Then his hand disappeared, I felt him shifting on the couch, and then I felt his fingers back, but they were covered in wetness. I knew he was now usin0g his own precum to lube and play with my ass. I leaned back on the couch, giving in to Danny's fingers. Danny removed his fingers from my hole and I felt a little shifting as his hands when to the back of my thighs and pushed my legs back, and then I felt his tongue at my hold...licking sloppily at my hole and his precum, then he shoved his hard tongue into my ass, it felt so fucking good. Mike slowly got up from me and I let go of his cock. I felt him shifting next to me and then I felt it, that hard cock on my lips. without opening my eyes I turned my head and opened my mouth to take his gorgeous cock into my mouth. As Mike was slowly sliding in and out of my mouth and Danny was eating my man pussy with gusto, I envisioned this scene in my head. Just to see it as I imagined it was so hot! I finally opened my eyes and looked up at Mike. He was holding the base of his big cock, knowing I couldn't fit all in my mouth. I was stroking his cock and sucking up all the precum I could. Mike looked into my eyes, "fuck that feels good Tim. I am leaking so much. I can't wait to finally get this big cock into that ass of yours." Mike looked down at Danny eating my ass, "open him up good Danny, I need him to be ready to take my cock". Danny broke away from my ass started slowly stroking my cock. "Let's take this into the bedroom, I need into this ass" "Great idea.", Mike said. We all shifted around and I was helped up by these two sexy men. What I noticed right away, all three of us were rock hard and cocks bouncing in the air as we started walking to the bedroom. Both Mike and Danny had taken off their robes and I was the only one with some sort of clothing on. As soon as we entered the bedroom I removed my t-shirt. Mike moved in behind me and rested his huge cock above my ass. His hands slid up my body to my nipples and started to play with them, lightly pinching them. Danny was in front of me and grabbed my cock with one hand while coming in to kiss me. After a deep wet kiss, Danny let go of my cock and said, "Let's get you on the bed boy, I haven't cum in days and need to fuck you so bad". Danny guided me to the bed and helped me lay down on my back. I had a good feeling he wanted to look at me, play with my cock, while he fucked me good. I was right. He put his arms under my thighs and lifted my legs on to his shoulders. I was watching him intently and he just kneeled there, between my legs, and his rock hard cock bounced, and started to drip precum onto my balls. Danny looked at me, "baby I am so glad you are here again, I need to fuck you so bad. my balls are so full of poz cum for you. Are you ready?". "please fuck me Danny, fuck me full of you", I said. Danny scooted closer and while keeping my legs over his shoulders, he grabbed his cock and placed it on my hole, rubbing the head around and trying to milk any natural lube from his cock. I could feel my hole getting wetter and wetter, he was doing a great job. Danny stopped with his cock head resting right on my tight ring. He looked up at me and started to push in. He was slow and gentle at first, until my ass ring let him in. Then he proceeded steadily to get his entire shaft into my ass. Once Danny was buried all the way in me, he paused. "Fuck Tim, your ass is so hot and tight on my cock. Let me hold my cock here for a second". I just nodded. Mike said, "fuck that was so hot, that first penetration." He then walked to the side of the bed, got on so he was kneeling next to my head, with his big cock over my face. "Suck my cock boy", is all Mike said as he pushed his hard cock down to my lips. Here I was, looking at up at this big black cock being pushed to my lips, and my ass full of Danny's hard cock. I felt Danny pulse in my ass, but I knew he was just oozing little cum loads. I took Mike's cock in my hand and sucked his cock head into my mouth. He was leaking precum heavier now, which I loved. Then I felt Danny pull slowly pull almost all thew way out, and push back in to his balls. I moaned around Mike's cock. Mike started talking dirty now, which I love. "do you like Danny's bare cock in you boy? I can see his precum juice around your hole as he fucks you, damn that is hot." Mike was painting a hot picture, which I could only imagine. I felt Mike's hand on my hard cock now. "oh you do have a nice cock boy", Mike said while lifting it from my belly and playing with my precum, "but I don't want you to touch it. No cumming until I have bred you". Then Danny said, while he was pumping faster now, "he is going to put his cum load right in behind mine Tim. Do you want that?". I looked up at Danny with Mike's cock in my mouth and moaned "mmm hmmmm" and nodded my approval. "Good boy", Danny said. "I am getting closer to give you my hot load boy. Tell me where you want it". I let Mike's cock fall out of my mouth and his wet cock head hit my cheek. "I want your cum deep in my pussy baby, please cum deep in me". "fuck yes boy, take my cock", Danny said. Danny picked up his pace now, really fucking me and banging my swollen balls with this pubes. Faster and faster, I could tell he was getting closer. Mike kept his cock near my face, bouncing against my cheek and leaking precum against me. He was watching Danny's cock fuck my hole. "Fuck him Danny, fuck him full of your hot cum". I was moaning loudly now and Danny started to join me with our moaning in unison. Danny was literally banging my ass now. Danny pushed all the way in deep and then I felt it, his cock swelled up, stretching my hole open, and then his shaft started pulsing and I immediately started feeling very wet in me. "Take it boy" Danny said while shaking. I felt Danny start to pull out and he pulled out slowly past my ring, making sure to give me one more ooze of his cum around my ass ring. The took his cock and gathered up that cum and slid all the way in me again. "Tim, I fucking love cumming in you", Danny said. Danny waited a minute and then I felt his cock shrink enough to fall out of me. Mike looked at me, "my turn boy". Mike got off the bed and walked around to see Danny get off the bed and then inspect my red ass that Danny had used. "Tim, your hole looks so good, just a little drop of Danny cum, but I will push that in.", Mike said while lifting my legs over his shoulders now. Mike grabbed his hard cock and I immediately felt it tough my hole and then push his thick cockhead in past my slightly used ass ring. He stopped just for a second, looked at me and said, "I haven't cum in a week baby, been saving it just like Danny asked, but fuck boy, I need to cum bad". Without saying another word, Mike started pushing into me. I felt that stretching, burning, feeling I do with a big cock. While slightly painful, it was starting to feel so fucking good. I turned to my left and saw Danny standing there, smiling. His cock was just so gorgeous in that semi hard state, so wet still with his cum and my ass. I needed to taste it so bad. I looked up at him, "baby please feed me your cock". I moaned out loud again as Mike was pushing all the way into me. Danny didn't hesitate, he crawled in next to me and let me suck his cock clean. He took my left leg to hold so Mike could really start to fuck me. As I was sucking Danny's cock, he was giving me a play by play of Mike's action in my hole. "Tim, you are so streched now around Mike's big black cock. You can see my cum sticking to Mike's cock as he pulls out and shoves it back in. I know Mike has been saving his load just for you," Danny then looked at Mike, "do you like my boy's pussy Mike?" Mike was very focused on fucking my hole, but he said, "fuck I love his white ass. he is going to milk my cock soon Danny. I hope he is ready for what I have". Mike was fucking me faster now and Danny said, "yes he is ready Mike, trust me". Mike slid all the way in again and help his cock in me then he slowly pulled out...and then with a wet "plop" he pulled all the way. I almost whimpered when he did. I felt so fucking empty, like never before. Mike started pushing my legs to one side, "get on your stomach Tim, I need to seed you deep". I quickly rolled over until I was on my stomach and my ass was up in the air for Mike. I turned my head back to Mike, "please breed me with your big black cock". I spread my legs wide and Mike got in right where he should be, rubbed his wet cock head around my hole and then sank all the way into me. I moaned, "oh fuck". Once Mike was all the way in me he was grinding his cock in me, very deep. I felt it deeper than I had felt before. "ok boy, time to get what you want", Mike said. He pulled out again and then started sliding in and out, faster and faster, "yeah boy, take this black cock". Faster, faster. "I am going to breed your cunt with my babies". I almost lost conscience it seemed like. Mike was not only fucking me hard and so deep, but he was telling me he was going to impregnate me. Danny moved down so he could hold my ass open for Mike to get in further. Danny was encouraging Mike to fuck me deep. "Fuck his white ass Mike, put your cock so deep in him. You know where your cum needs to be". I was moaning with every deep thrust of Mike's. My cock was so hard and now jacking off underneath me by being pushed into the bed. I knew I wouldn't last longer at all, but I wanted to try and not cum until Mike did. "yeah take my big cock boy", Mike said as he was really fucking me deep. With each thrust he would bottom out in my ass and then push a little further. "fuck yeah boy, tell me you want my cum, tell me!", Mike was moaning loudly now and asking me. "fill my ass Mike, cum deep in me please!", I moaned. "yeah, take it boy" is all Mike said has he sank in me one last time and then pushed forward on the bed. I felt something I had never felt before with a top, his cock was so deep in me, and then seemed to go deeper. Then I felt it, it felt like a flood of hotness under my stomach, in my bowels. He was pumping his hot cum so deep into me. This was all I could take and I felt my cock swell and shoot underneath me. Mike fell on top of me, still grinding his big cock into me. He was covered in sweat and now I was covered in his sweetness. His face was near my ear, "fuck that was so hot Tim. Thank you so much for letting me fuck you full of me. I hope that stays in you a while." My eyes closed, I said, "I loved it Mike, every part of it". I heard movement from where Danny was standing and with some focus realized Danny was stroking his cock furiously. Mike must have noticed too because he said, "I think someone needs to get in that ass again". Danny moaned, "I need to cum in him one more time". I felt Mike get up and slowly pull his shrinking cock out of my ass. I felt a cooling air around my hole and I could only imagine how open and exposed it was. Once Mike was all the way out and off the bed Danny quickly moved in behind me. while still stroking his cock, Danny said, "baby your ass is still so open. I am going to shoot in and around your hole." With that Danny started shooting his next load around my exposed hole. I felt it hit all over my hole and then I felt his hard cock moving all over my hole, probably guiding his cum back towards my hole. Then I felt him push in, push his cum into my hole. "oh fuck Tim, your hole is so hot and full of cum." Then Danny sank his cock all the way in and sank down to lay on my back as Mike had just done. I felt a little like a used whore, but I fucking loved it. Danny leaned in, "I am going to get my camera, don't move". Danny got up and went to get his camera. When he came back Mike joined him behind me. I saw some flashes going off. Mike said, "damn his hole is open still, and you can see cum in him. Fuck that is hot Danny". "I know, mmmmmm. so hot." Danny said. Danny and I slept so good that night. The next morning we chatted in bed about Mike and his cock and that led to me being bred one more time by Danny. We talked about Mike being poz, undetectable, but still poz. That made us both horny again and while showering together Danny bred me one more time. one thing I loved about Danny fucking me two more times before I left, each time he made sure to note that this could be my last neg fuck. I left with so much cum in me, I loved every moment of it and couldn't wait for my next visit with Danny.

I pile drive my cock deep as I squirt my first shot, pushing past the bottoms second hole. Every subsequent squirt is in conjunction with my thrusting back and forth to coat his entire gut with sperm. I want to make sure none my seeds drips from his pussy. It’s got to be stored inside his warm pussy so it can knock him up.

This is how my first night being with Danny went, bliss and being filled with his hot, special, cum loads. Of course Danny came in me one more time before I left the next day. I was a cummy mess. By the time I got home the next day, I was leaking and had to quickly move into my house and a shower. I fell asleep for the rest of the weekend, thinking about being fucked by Danny and what that meant for me. I know there are great times ahead and I thought about those as I dozed off. Part 2: Surprise Weekend It didn't take long for Danny and I to arrange our next weekend together. To date, I had no affects from Danny cumming in me several times, as we had suspected. So, we set a weekend that I would stay the night again and enjoy the sexual chemistry we had built up. In the weeks prior to us getting together again, Danny and I had talked about several things, now that him fucking me was a reality in our lives. As the weekend was quickly arriving, and our conversations growing even hotter, Danny sprung something on me. Danny emailed me and said: "Tim, I am so excited for you to come back and let me have my way with you. My cock gets immediately hard remembering our last time together. I do want you to know, that I have a surprise for you this weekend and I think you are going to love it". Just reading his email my stomach started to get butterflies and my cock got hard. Danny and I have talked about so many things I wondered what it must be, but I couldn't wait to find out. I wrote him back and said I was looking forward to "any" surprise he wanted to give me. All he emailed back was "good" and hurry up in getting there. Friday afternoon when I started heading out, I text Danny to let him know. The only thing I got back from Danny was the picture of his cock leaking precum. I couldn't get there fast enough. When I got to Danny's house, I quickly headed for the door. Without knocking, Danny was there to greet me, this time there was no jock in the way, he was standing there wearing just a t-shirt, his cock hard and leaking. Danny pulled me in to him and kissed me, his hands when under my shorts and grabbed my ass cheeks, fingers right into my crack. "Take your shorts off Tim", Danny said after breaking off our kiss and shutting the door. I dropped my shorts and revealed I was not wearing anything. Danny used his hands to turn me around and smacked my ass cheek. I immediately felt Danny's fingers going down my ass crack and finding my hole. I then felt Danny spit into my ass crack and use that to insert his finger. There was a slight burning sensation, but also there was so much pleasure. "Tim, get on my bed and show me your hole", Danny said. I didn't waste anytime in complying with Danny's request. Upon entering Danny's bedroom I stripped naked and got up on his bed, on all fours, cock now hard and hanging down. I heard Danny enter the bedroom, "you look incredible Tim, thank you". Danny walked around to the side of the bed so I could see him. Here stood this man, rock hard cock that was leaking. Nice balls framed by a black cock ring. He took that hard cock in his hand, got closer to the bed, and said, "suck my aching cock". I quickly took his cock in my mouth. I was on all fours with my head turned to the side, feasting on his leaky cock. Danny's left hand started to rub my back and eventually make it's way down my back, lower back, and roaming over my ass. his finger found my tight hole and rubbed all over it. Danny said, "mmmm...nice tight hole, I love your ass Tim". His hand left my butt and I heard some wet noises being made with this mouth and then felt his fingers on my hole again, but this time they were incredible wet with his spit. His finger was circling my hole, making it slick. I was moaning on his cock and when he finally inserted a finger in my ass I let out a long deep moan. Finally, I was being penetrated again, as I have needed for so long. I started squirming while being finger fucked. "You like that baby?" he asked. "I think you need my cock and load in you Tim." Danny pulled his finger from my ass, and cock from my mouth. He then fed me his finger that had been in my ass. I was devouring it. My cock was now leaking on his bed. Danny continued, "that's it baby. Put your face down and ass up, I need to breed you again before your surprise". oh fuck! I had forgotten about any 'surprise', I was only focused on getting this man back in my ass. When I had assumed the position for Danny, I felt him get on the bed behind me and lay his cock right against my hole. "so fucking hot Tim. I am going to milk some precum out for your hole". Danny's motion of his cock around my hole became easier and easier with each gob of precum. Danny stopped the motion and put his cock head right at my tight hole, "are you ready Tim?" Without waiting for a response Danny started pushing his cock into me. He moved his hands to my waist and stayed like that, cock head in me, for roughly ten seconds. He let me adjust to his cock and then started pushing, slowly, all the way in to my ass. "Fuck Tim, damn. The heat of you ass is amazing. I want to stay just like this for a minute, letting your tight ass milk my cock." I knew my cock was drooling precum now, this was the perfect position for this, he knew I loved it. "ok baby, it is time to fuck you good". Danny saiid while he slowly pulled his cock out and then slid it back in, balls deep. I knew he was really loving my ass now. His hands were gripping my waist tightly, making sure he got all of his hard cock deep into me with each thrust. With my head on his pillow, eyes closed, I said, "please breed me baby". "Tim, you are going to get all of my cum, deep in your hole. are you ready? fuck yes. I want you to feel my cum spraying your insides". With each dirty comment I knew Danny was getting closer. I started pushing back to meet his thrusts! "give me what I need baby", I said in a deep moan "fuuuuuuck, take my cum baby", Danny said and pushed deep into my ass. I felt it then, my insides accepting his hot load. He pulled out for one last shot on my exposed hole. He started rubbing his oozing cock head around my hole, seemingly gathering up his cum, and then shoved it all back in me. "That's it baby, take my hot cum deep in you". with that last comment, I unloaded on Danny's bed, spraying jet after jet of hot cum from my hanging cock. "yes baby, let go of that neg cum load for me", he whispered to me. Danny then started pushing me down on the bed, on my stomach, letting his softening cock release from my ass. When I was now completely spent, laying in my own pool of cum, Danny got on the bed next to me, playing in my ass with his fingers. "Are you ready for your surprise Tim?". Danny asked in a calming voice. "yes baby, please. I am ready". Danny leaned in close to my ear, "I am going out to greet a friend of mine, he should be here any moment. I want you to prop up your ass, keep your eyes closed, and get ready for his cock". "really Danny? really?" "Yes Tim, you asked for it and I have arranged for a friend to fuck you full of his cock and cum. I told him you would be already fucked and waiting to give your ass to him, no questions asked. Are you still ready?" Danny asked. I just softly mumbled, "is he poz?" Danny waited a minute, then said, "I don't know, I didn't ask. I just offered your ass to him". Then he got off the bed, and I heard him putting some clothes on. Just as he was finished getting dressed, I heard a knock at his door. My heart was pounding as Danny left, "be right back", was all he said. I had all kinds of thought running through my head. My ass started gently grinding my cock into the wet mess under me. I started thinking about an anonymous cock penetrating me, not knowing the man or his status. I started getting aroused. I heard some soft talking in the front room, which kept me on the edge with anticipation. My hips were slightly moving and I could start to feel Danny's cum load leak out of me, a little bit dripping out here and there. I kept my head down and up on my knees so my freshly fucked hole was exposed. Then I heard foot steps down the hallway, and these were shoes or boots, not Danny's bare feet. Whomever this man was, he stopped inside of the room, near the foot of the bed. I was hyper sensitive at this moment, not sure what to expect next, but I didn't have to wait long. I felt him run his fingers down my left ass check, down my leg, and then back up to brush my balls and over my ass cheek again. "damn", is all he said in more of a whisper. Then I felt his fingers again, run up over my balls and into Danny's cum that leaked out of me. His fingers seemed to be collecting Danny's cum and then he insert it back into me. Then he withdrew his hand, as he seemed to move up next to the bed. I felt his cummy fingers touch my lips. "suck my fingers clean, boy". I immediately opened my mouth and started cleaning his fingers, all the while I kept my eyes closed. He whispered to me, "that little man can really cum a lot". He withdrew his fingers and moved back behind me, seemed to be standing quietly, then I heard him unzip his pants, letting them fall to the floor. Then I felt his smooth, but bigger, hands grab both of my hips and pull me towards the edge of the bed. That is when I felt it, his cock head tough my ass cheek, which I am sure I felt precum on me now. H seemed to gab his cock and then I felt his cock head on my hole. "are you ready boy?" "yes sir", is all I said. I then felt him pushing into me, opening up my used hole. he was using Danny's cum as lube, which was incredible hot. My dick started to respond right away, stiffening in the same hanging position. This man kept pushing his cock into me, not fast, but steady pace, singing inch after inch into me. His cock wasn't terribly thick, so he fit very nicely, but he must have been long because his cock continued to be pushed into me. Almost when I felt he was penetrating my gut, I finally felt his pubes on my ass. "do you like my cock boy?", he said. "I hope so because I need to fuck you until I cum". He started pulling all the way out finally exited my exposed hole. I could feel the open air where his cock had just been. Then he lined up and slid home all the way, making me moan louder with every inch. This started happening faster and faster. This man was really fucking me good, steady long strokes in and out. I was moaning louder and louder.Then this man settled his long cock deep in me and just sat there. I used this time to catch my breath and it was then that I felt another presence, another hand on my lower back. then I heard Danny's voice in my ear. Danny asked, "do you like his cock baby?". "oh fuck yes", I replied. "good. I know he needs to fuck you more, but I wanted to get a couple shots of you taking his anonymous cock. is that ok?" Danny asked. "yes sir, please". I then felt Danny move away from me and the mystery man pulled his cock out of me and started the routine again. He would pause with his cock almost all the way out of me and I saw some flashes. Danny would occasionally say something like "fucking hot" or "sexy". After a few of these I felt Danny pat my ass cheek and said to the stranger, "breed him". The man picked up his pace and started really fucking my ass with all he had. His cock seemed to be getting thicker now, as I am sure he was started to near his orgasm. I truly did not know the status of this man. he could have been neg, poz, undetectable, but at this moment I didn't care, I just wanted his cum load inside of me. "don't stop fucking me" I yelled. "you are going to get my hot load boy, get ready", the man said. This stranger had both hands on my hips and his long cock sliding in and out of my used wet hole. we were both loving it. "Get ready boy, I am getting close". "please cum in me, please", I moaned. "fuck yes boy, here it comes....take my load". He shoved deep in me and I felt him get thicker and then my ass was flooded with his hot cum. He was shaking as he pumped his cum deep into me, I could feel his legs shake. He started grinding his cock into me to make sure I got all of his load. After a few minutes I felt him slowly pull his semi hard cock out of me and when he finally fell out, he pushed me forward on to Danny's bed. "Thanks boy, I needed that. You have a sweet, tight, ass. I hope to get in there again soon". This almost made me smile, I hoped so too. I head him pull his pants up and fastened them. "don't move until Danny tells you too. bye son". and he left the room. I heard more talking as my panting was slowing and then the door opened and closed. In a minute I heard someone coming down the hall and entering the room. no shoes, it had to be Danny. Danny ran his hands over my ass and said, "baby you can open your eyes and please get on your back". I opened my eyes and rolled over onto my back. This is when I saw Danny's cock, very hard and wanting back in me. Danny got on the bed and pushed my legs wide and lifted them onto his shoulders. "I need to cum in you so bad, fuck that was hot". I felt him line up his swollen cock and slide into me, all the way. Here I was taking his cock again, right after his friend fucked me. I was so turned on and my cock was now hard once again, not having cum with the previous man. My hand went to my cock to help stroke another load of mine out. Danny was picking up his pace, shoving his cock deep in me and pulling out almost all the way, over and over. I looked up at him, "I need your cum baby, please seed me again". "yes baby boy, I am going to cum deep in you", he said. He was fucking me faster and faster, and I was jacking my cock harder and harder. I know we were leading to a great orgasm for us both. Then one final shove, deep, Danny moaned that he was filling me up again. "Yes baby, fuck me, knock me up" I yelled as I started to cum! Both of our orgasms slowed and Danny slowly crawled in on top of me and kissed me. Our breathing was almost back to normal now and we were just enjoying the closeness. Danny looked at me, "did you enjoy your evening, and our friend?". I looked at Danny, kissed him, and said, "I loved it! Thank you so much". My weekend surprise was incredible, I can't wait for the next visit. to be continued...

had a few moments of free time 🙂 Part 3 Zack woke up and was completely sober. He felt his ass hurting and noticed a strange object inside it. Everything that had happened the day before was a blur to him. He could remember fragments, but what he was sure of was that Master Chief had given him an injection and that he had been fucked by Master Chief. Zack started screaming and ranting in his bed. When he tried to pull out the butt plug, he bumped into the chastity belt that Master Chief had put on him. He tried in vain to remove the belt and then he saw that his cock was trapped in a cage. He was already angry and rebellious, but this made him completely furious. He'd had enough; he would escape and get away from this depraved place. He hadn't agreed to this. He stood by the door, ready to overpower the instructor when he came in. After a few minutes, Zack heard footsteps approaching and thought, this is the moment. Zack saw the door handle go down and the door swing open, but at that moment he received a huge shock through his neck brace and fell to the floor, shaking. I: Good morning, Zack. What were we planning to do? Z: Fuck you. Let me go, I didn't give my consent for this and I don't want it. I: Zack, you signed several contracts giving us your consent to do whatever we want with you. If you surrender completely now, your transition and transformation will go much more smoothly and you will no longer be in pain. Z: Never. Let me go, goddamn it. Zack received another shock from his collar and was now completely exhausted. A second instructor arrived with a wheelchair and both instructors put Zack in it. Zack was completely naked and only wearing his chastity belt, which made his cock cage clearly visible. The instructor took out a cup with a liquid in it and, together with his colleague, poured it into Zack's mouth and forced him to swallow it. Zack tried to resist, but the shocks he had received had already exhausted him, and it was very difficult to fight back. I: Time for breakfast, Zack. I'll take you there. Don't worry, Zack, if you get the fuck flu, we'll take good care of you. Z: What, fuck flu? I: You'll see. Master Chief is very effective when he spreads his DNA. The instructor took Zack to the mess hall, and Zack tried to catch his breath and plan his next escape attempt in his head. Kevin also woke up in his room and tried to make sense of everything that had happened. This was not at all what he had signed up for. But he couldn't deny that what had happened had triggered something in him. He didn't know yet if this was what he wanted, but he couldn't deny that it affected him. He was shocked at himself that he had no problem being submissive and that he had no problem pleasuring a man. What shocked him most was that he had allowed a dildo to be put in his ass and that he had enjoyed it. The light came on in his room and he saw an instruction card and some anal toys on the nightstand. He picked up the items on his bed and wondered what to do next. He was completely torn. On the one hand, he wanted to run away and forget all this and get on with his life. But on the other hand, this was an opportunity to find out if he didn't want this after all. He closed his eyes and tried to sort everything out and make a decision. After thinking for a moment, he stood up, went to the toilet, and then stepped into the shower, letting the warm water run over his body and taking the instruction card with him. He followed the steps on the card and, as indicated on the card, clean water suddenly came out of his ass and his pussy was clean. Then he took the razor and started shaving so that all the hair around his dick, balls, and ass disappeared. As he was drying himself off, his instructor entered the room. I: Good morning, Kevin. I see you're clean and rinsed. Kevin looked surprised. How could he know that I had rinsed myself? Kevin looked around the room and suddenly saw a small camera hanging there and realized that he was being constantly monitored. I: I already have your vitamins with me, and you can take them in your room from now on. Kevin took a deep breath and sighed. He knew what would happen if he took the so-called vitamins again. But he knew he had no choice and that he had already agreed to continue now that he had chosen to rinse himself. He took the cup filled with G, the Viagra tablet, a pill to prevent him from ejaculating too quickly, and a real vitamin tablet. I: Good job, Kevin. I: Shall I insert the butt plug into your ass so you won't be so tense when your training continues? Kevin didn't know what to say and turned all red. It was one thing to agree to these things under the influence of chemicals, but sober it was something else entirely. The instructor saw that Kevin didn't know how to respond. I: You don't have to be ashamed, Kevin. We're here to help you discover your true nature, to help shape you and guide you. I: Get on all fours on your bed and I'll help you. Kevin sat down on his bed on all fours, ashamed and somewhat numb. He felt lubricant being applied to his sphincter. The instructor gave him a brown bottle. I: Take a sniff of the poppers, Kevin, then you'll be able to relax a bit and it will go smoothly and you won't feel any pain. Kevin wanted this to be over quickly and sniffed the bottle of poppers a few times. He felt the familiar rush of horniness come over him and his head fell back onto the bed. He felt the cold metal butt plug being pushed against his sphincter and how it slid in fairly easily. Kevin felt a momentary twinge of pain when the thickest part of the plug pushed through his sphincter. Then he felt a kind of relief and fulfilled desire wash over him. I: Good job, Kevin. You're all set for breakfast now. Follow me. Kevin stood up, completely red with embarrassment because he had just let another man insert a butt plug into his ass, totally sober at that. He couldn't believe he was doing all this. If you had told him this a week ago, he would have laughed at you and asked if you were out of your mind. But look, he was in his right mind and it had just happened. Kevin followed his instructor naked and began to familiarize himself with the different corridors. Because of what had just happened, Kevin hadn't even been aware that he was actually walking around naked in the hallway. They arrived at the refectory and Kevin saw that the others were already seated at the table. But it was a different table than yesterday. It was a glass table, and at that moment Kevin realized he was completely naked. He sat down at the table and looked at the others, then looked through the table and saw that the others were also naked. Except for Dylan and Zack. Zack was wearing a kind of belt and his dick was trapped in an iron harness. He also saw that Dylan was wearing a similar harness but no belt. He looked at Zack again and saw that he had a large bruise on his left eye. Then he looked at Dylan and saw that Dylan had also changed. He didn't have a bruise, but his hair had changed and he looked more feminine. Was he wearing makeup now? K: Uh, good morning, guys. The instructors brought their tray of food and left. The others nodded. K: What happened to you, Zack? Z: Leave me alone, I don't want to talk about it. I want to get out of here. T: If you're going through the same thing I am, then I understand you and I want to get out of here too. Zack looked at Tommy with hope in his eyes. Finally, he had found someone else who wanted to get out of here too, and he could find an ally in Tommy. T: But I'm afraid that's going to be very difficult. We have those collars around our necks. The grounds are completely fenced in, and I suspect there's electricity on that fence. We have no clothes, and even if we get outside that fence, we're still on a fucking island. Kevin saw the hope drain from Zack's face as he realized there was no way to escape his situation, and tears began to run down his cheeks. 😧 Hey, buddy. Don't cry. Just try to make the best of it. If you do what they ask, they're pretty nice. Zack looked at Dylan. Z: I see you're letting yourself go, Dylan. They're turning you into a fucking girl. I bet you're begging to suck Master Chief's cock and riding his dick just for fun. Some of us aren't gay like you. Zack's words hurt Dylan. 😧 Then figure it out yourself, man. I hope they give you a good enough beating. K: Wow, calm down, guys. We're all in the same boat. Kevin saw that Zack was starting to have a hard time and he himself also felt that something was changing. K: Fuck, those vitamins are starting to work. Z: You idiot, those aren't vitamins. They're giving us drugs so we'll be willing when they rape us. T: We know that, Zack. But I can't suppress my horniness. Sorry, guys. Zack saw that Tommy's dick was getting hard and then looked at Kevin and saw that his dick was hard too. Z: Fuck, guys. Are you serious? Are you getting turned on by other men now too? K: We're getting Viagra, man. We can't help it. Dylan began to moan. Z: yeah, our girl here gets all wild when she sees a dick. 😧 oh fuck, hmmmmm. My pussy is starting to tingle. Z: oh no, they've got him completely under their control. This is what's in store for all of us, guys. Before we know it, we'll be just like him. Zack now felt the butt plug start to tingle in his ass and stimulate his prostate. He tried to suppress it, but the more the plug tingled, the less resistance he could offer, and he too began to moan, because the G was now working full blast. Z: Oh no, fuck, fuck, fuck. K: What's wrong with you guys? Z: They give you drugs, they stick a dildo up your ass, and then they stimulate your pleasure organs. I can't suppress it anymore. Zack was starting to lose the battle. Tommy and Kevin, who were still in the early stages, saw the transformation of Dylan and Zack and saw how they sat at the table and entered their own horny world. They saw how Dylan and Zack started moaning and how they enjoyed the stimulation the butt plugs gave them. Tommy and Kevin had lost control of their own bodies as well, and their cocks were now completely stiff. Kevin was shocked by the size and thickness of Tommy's cock, because it was so big that the glans pressed against the bottom of the glass table. Now Tommy and Kevin's butt plugs also started to work, and they too fell into a complete trance. Not much was eaten at the table. The four moaned with pleasure and played with their own bodies. Tommy and Kevin took their stiff cocks in their hands and started jerking off. Dylan couldn't hold back any longer and got up from his chair, knelt down, and pulled Tommy's chair toward him. T: What are you going to do, Dylan? Tommy saw that Dylan was going to suck him off. T: No, don't do it, Dylan, fight it. 😧 I have to do this, I want this. T: No, Dylan. Tommy wanted to push Dylan away, but it was too late. Dylan took Tommy's cock in his mouth, and Tommy began to moan loudly and surrendered completely. Zack saw what was happening. Z: Oh fuck no, fuck no. An instructor came up beside Zack and pulled him upright. Another instructor came up beside Kevin and pulled him upright too.They put the two in front of each other. I: Kiss each other. Z: No. K: Come on, Zack, let's just cooperate. Otherwise, they'll shock us. Z: No. Tears rolled down Zack's cheeks and he felt Kevin's hands take hold of his head and his lips being pressed against Kevin's. He felt Kevin's tongue enter his mouth and Kevin's hands caressing his body. Zack had no choice but to surrender, and when he started kissing Kevin back, he felt a kind of burden lift from him and he sank deeper into the G daze. Dylan stopped sucking for a moment and licked his way up. When he reached Tommy's mouth, Tommy grabbed him and started kissing him passionately himself. T: Oh fuck, that was so good. Why are you doing that? You have to fight it. 😧 I don't want to fight it. This is who I am. Zack and Kevin were still kissing passionately, and they both felt the plug begin to stimulate them more and more intensely. The instructor pulled them apart and pushed Zack to his knees. I: Suck him. Pleasure him. Zack began to cry. Z: No, I don't want to. The instructor pushed Zack's face against Kevin's stiff and leaking cock. The smell of Kevin's freshly washed cock jumped into Zack's nose and turned him on immensely, even though he didn't want it to. His animal urges were stronger than his resistance, and he opened his mouth and took Kevin's cock into his mouth. Kevin wanted to collapse between his legs with pleasure, but the instructor held him upright and placed Kevin's hands on Zack's head. I: Fuck his mouth and throat, Kevin. Kevin couldn't control himself and grabbed Zack's head firmly and started fucking his mouth hard. At first, Zack wanted to resist and pull away from Kevin's cock. But the G-spot stimulation in his ass had completely exhausted him, and he had no choice but to surrender to the lust. Tommy and Dylan were placed next to Zack and Kevin, and while Tommy and Kevin were being sucked, the instructors pushed the other two toward each other so they would kiss. This went on until Master Chief entered the room. Zack, Tommy, and Kevin had to lie down on the floor under the glass table. Dylan had to lie down with his chest on the table and spread his legs. The three under the table had a perfect view of Dylan's ass. They were still horny from the G coursing through their bodies, and they knew what was going to happen because Dylan had a bottle of poppers pushed under his nose and they saw the plug being pulled out of Dylan's ass. Master Chief stood between Dylan's legs with his stiff, fat cock, and although they didn't want to look, their curiosity won out over their disgust at what they were about to see. They saw Master Chief push his cock against Dylan's gaping pussy and how his cock carefully slid inside. They saw how Dylan had to grit his teeth at first, but immediately saw that Dylan began to enjoy it when Master Chief's cock disappeared completely into his ass. At that moment, their own butt plugs began to vibrate violently again in their own asses and they could no longer suppress their own pleasure. All three of them began to moan loudly as they watched Master Chief's cock slide in and out of Dylan's pussy and saw Dylan panting and moaning with her mouth open through the glass. J: You like that, don't you, Daisy? J: Feeling Master Chief's fat cock slide into your pussy. 😧 Hmmm, yeah, Master Chief. This feels so good. This is really what I want and need. J: I know that, girl. Master Chief knows what's good for you, and Master Chief knows that his girl's pussy needs to be fucked good. 😧 Oh fuck, yes, thank you, Master Chief. The others didn't know what they were hearing. Kevin and Tommy's cocks were still stiff and pre-cum was dripping from their cocks. Their eyes were completely fixed on Master Chief's cock sliding in and out of Dylan's pussy. All three had their own thoughts, reservations, and feelings about what they were seeing. But all three couldn't deny that it turned them on and made them horny. Because without realizing it, both Tommy and Kevin were playing with their own cocks. Zack wanted to play with himself, but because his cock was trapped, he couldn't do it and was stuck with his own horniness that he couldn't satisfy. Tommy turned his head toward Zack, who was lying in the middle, and the two started kissing each other. Then Zack turned his head on his own and kissed Kevin. He didn't know where that came from, but he needed it. J: I'm not going to shoot my load in your pussy, girl. There's someone else who wants to give you his DNA, and I promised he could have you. Master Chief fucked Daisy for another 10 minutes, and when he was about to cum, he pulled his cock out of Daisy's gaping pussy and sprayed his load on the three lying under the table. The three under the table were still as horny as hell when they felt the cum spray over them. Master Chief looked at them. J: Lick each other clean, boys, and you will be rewarded. The three looked at each other and, thanks to the chemicals flowing through their bodies, all inhibitions were gone for a moment and they licked Master Chief's cum off each other's bodies. Then they stood up straight again and each received a cup filled with a new dose of G in their hands. They looked at each other and realized what had just happened. Zack looked the worst because he realized he couldn't win the battle. They looked at their cups and didn't know what to do. J: Drink up, boys, you've earned it. Kevin was the first to put the cup to his lips, followed by Tommy and Dylan. Zack was the last to look at his cup and then at his instructor, who was already holding the remote control in his hands. He too put the cup to his lips and together they poured the new dose of G down their throats. J: Sit on all fours, boys. Zack thought it was their turn now and that they were about to be fucked. He wanted to resist for a moment, but Kevin took his hand and looked him in the eyes. Zack knew what Kevin wanted to say. Just cooperate for now and don't cause us any pain. All four of them sat down. Tommy and Kevin felt their butt plugs being removed. Master Chief stood in front of Zack. J: Are you going to behave and cooperate, boy, or shall we keep your belt on for a while longer? Zack had to bite his teeth and looked at Kevin, who was trying to calm him down. Z: I'll behave, Master Chief. J: That's what we like to hear, boy. Zack felt the chastity belt being removed and his plug being taken out. J: Now for your reward, boys. All four of them thought they were going to be fucked, and Zack, Tommy, and Kevin closed their eyes for what was to come. But they felt a finger being inserted into their asses and suddenly their asses began to glow. Kevin knew immediately that he would soon become even hornier and that he would beg to be fucked, and he sighed deeply. Z: What's wrong? K: Haven't you gotten this yet? T: No. Z: No. K: Soon you'll be begging to have something in your ass. Z: Fuck no, not again. K: What do you mean? Z: Master Chief raped me yesterday and shot his load in my ass. Kevin looked at Zack in surprise, and Dylan felt warm inside and immediately started begging for another turn. D : Oh, fuck me. Please fuck me, Master Chief. My pussy is so horny. K: You see. Tommy felt it coming too and tried to suppress it, but his ass felt so empty that he couldn't help but ask to be filled. T: Hmmmmm, put that plug back in my ass, Master Chief, it feels so empty. Z: Oh fuck, I feel it too. J: yeah guys, I think you're ready for your lesson today. Instructors, take the sluts with you. All four of them were pulled upright and had to follow their instructor, although all four of them had trouble staying on their feet and suppressing their needs and feelings.

**This is a work of fantasy and fiction. Any similarity to anyone living or dead is purely coincidental. Nothing in this work should be construed as medical advice in any way** The character of “Dr Matthew” appears in a couple of chapters of my previous story “The Ten,” and is briefly mentioned in another of my stories “Recharge: Nachladen,” about the Berlin sex party: [think before following links] https://breeding.zone/topic/77207-the-ten/ [think before following links] https://breeding.zone/topic/91253-recharge-party-nachladen/ “Ric” and “Mateo” appear in several of @chi4loads’ stories, including “Ric’s Freshman Year,” and,” and “Ric's 2nd Year At University,” with gracious permission from @chi4loads. Thank you! [think before following links] https://breeding.zone/topic/71582-rics-freshman-year/ [think before following links] https://breeding.zone/topic/75558-rics-2nd-year-at-university/ Dr. Matthew’s Slow and Gradual Conversion Growing up, Matthew Joon Hill was a total bookworm, fascinated by science and biology. Straight As in all scientific subjects matched with a quest for knowledge put him on the path to become a doctor. It felt to him that this is what he was meant for in life. High school flew by for him in 3 years as he got to skip a grade. He mostly ignored any taunts of “nerd,” or “faggot” from high-school bullies as he had his science books to escape into. First chemistry, then biology were fixations for him, and when it came time for college, having aced all his entrance exams, he had multiple schools trying to recruit him for a pre-med track. From all his studies, young Matthew J. Hill didn’t think he had any time for a social life, but once he got to college he discovered, to his surprise, that both guys and girls were attracted to him. Despite his middle name meaning “handsome” in Korean, he was fairly oblivious to the way he looked, but his ½ Korean, ½ Scandinavian heritage had made him fairly exotic among his lily-white high-school. Today, he might be called a “short king,” as he stood all of 5’7”, but he had a tight lean body from years of running track in high school – his only non-scientific activity. And so in college, he hadn’t thought of himself as attractive but one day early in his freshman year, his dorm neighbor Ric who lived down the hall, made a surprising admission to Matthew: “Matty, you know, Mateo and I think you’re really hot.” (Mateo was Ric’s boyfriend, and together, they had quite a reputation among the dorm for their sexual conquests). Matthew was vaguely aware of their exploits – one couldn’t reside in the dorm without hearing of their notoriety – but again, as he was basically blind to his own attractiveness, he went about his business with his nose buried in a book. The only time he wasn’t studying was when he would run on the school’s track - he had a routine of running 4 miles per day augmented with push-ups, squats, lunges and some exercises on the gymnastic apparatus in the middle of the track oval. Matthew the pre-med student never saw the inside of a gym but got in great shape on that track, his body burning energy while his mind concentrated on equations and formulas. “All that running you do, Matty, has put you in great shape, dude,” Ric said to him one night. Ric and Mateo were very explicit when it came to sex. If they wanted you, they flat-out told you – if you weren’t interested, they were fine with that and moved on. But if you showed any interest, they filled you in on the rest of their plan: they were both poz and unmedicated and their favorite thing to do was to spread it to anyone looking for what they called “the upgrade to HIV”. A few times, they would regale Matty or anyone around to listen with their tales of meeting up with chasers at the glory hole arcade on the edge of town. Apparently there was one cubicle there where all the chasers knew to go to get an anonymous poz load of sweet HIV cum delivered up their hole. “Anytime you want it, Matty,” we’ll be happy to help you into the brotherhood,” Ric offered that night. Matthew, still not convinced of his own sexiness, and being perpetually polite, shrugged it off. Of course, he knew from his studies what HIV could do to someone and although Ric and Mateo, as well as most all the guys in his dorm, would now and then catch a roving eye from Matthew, he felt he had no time for a social life and even if he did, he certainly wouldn’t do anything he felt was unsafe. It was with this history, of doubting his own sexiness and committed to science and the understanding of “safe” vs “unsafe” behavior, that pre-med student Matthew Hill became a strong advocate of condoms - and for sex he considered “safe.” He knew he was swimming upstream on this, as gradually HIV infection rates in L.A. were rising again, after years of decline, becoming the “in” thing to have among some gay men in Los Angeles. He even heard about guys getting tattooed to mark themselves as POZ. In fact, more and more guys he would see in the dorm’s shower area would be marked with bio-tats. Ric and Mateo, with their prominent tats, were real-life examples for Matthew of how attitudes had changed. He also heard this in Biology class from a Sociology Department guest speaker, explaining how “fatigue” of certain practices, be they vaccine-fatigue or condom-fatigue were taking hold in certain places, and how scientists had an obligation to try to break through that mindset. With this in mind, he decided he would become an Internal Medicine specialist with a medical practice geared toward gay men. As much as Matthew Hill believed in “responsibility,” and “safe-sex,” he wasn’t participating in any sex, safe or otherwise. A few fumbled encounters with a friend from high-school that really went nowhere, and once or twice he spied a guy in the dorm’s showers or in the locker room after his run, and his cock would grow hard and he’d yank it quickly to make the impulse go away with his load going down the shower drain. It’s not that he was impervious to sexual feelings, but he just wanted to dispense with them quickly so as not to detract from his studies. He said to himself there would be time after he gets his degree to find someone. One night, after a late run, Matthew heard Ric and Mateo entering the shower area, bringing a third guy into an adjoining cubicle. Matthew leaned his head to one side to better hear them over the running water: “Get ready to convert, pig,” Ric said. “Yeah, gonna infect your ass,” Mateo chimed in. “Yeah,” Ric continued,” we’ll start with the toothbrush treatment, then open up your hole with our poz dicks. You’re gonna love being poz!” “Mateo, you’re already pre-cumming like crazy,” remarked Ric to his BF. “Get that HIV seed into this pig’s hole.” As they were fucking the guy, Matthew was torn…On the one hand, as a dedicated medical student, he was disturbed that these guys were intentionally trying to infect this guy with HIV. As for the other hand, Matthew looked down and it was wrapped around his stiff cock and jerking furiously. “Will one fuck really do it”? he heard the guy breathlessly ask Ric and Mateo, who were taking turns on the dude’s pussy with their infected cocks. “Nah, probably not, Keith,” one of them replied. “We gotta fuck our toxic cum into you a few times for it to take. But when it does, you’ll be so happy. Nothing better or more powerful than spreading the gift.” “Here it comes, pig,” he heard Ric say over the sound of moans and running water. “Welcome to HIV.” Even if we don’t turn you tonight, it’s already turned you in your mind.” With that, Ric withdrew from the guy’s hole and Mateo immediately took his place. “Fucking that viral load from my boyfriend deep into you, whore,” he told the guy. “And here comes one of my own,” as he unloaded his HIV up the guy’s hole. For both Ric and Mateo, one cumshot was never enough, and they rearranged themselves and each went back up Keith’s ass for a second impregnation, and from what he could hear in the next shower stall, Matthew realized that Keith wanted to get HIV – it was his choice to pursue it. He was begging Ric and Mateo to “knock him up.” Matthew’s cock grew even harder and suddenly produced a huge hands-free load of neg cum, a bigger load than he ever thought possible, against the glistening tile and he watched it snake down the shower wall. These sessions with the guys and Keith became a regular thing, occurring two or three times a week, and after blowing a huge load just listening to them, Matthew would go back to his dorm room and try to fall asleep, even sometimes opening his biology textbooks to the section on HIV infection, but the intended effect of being repelled by what the textbook explained did not sink in. Instead, upon reading about transmission of HIV and the inevitable path to AIDS-status, his cock would get hard again, pulsing and throbbing for attention from his hand until another load of his cum shot forth. And when sleep eventually would arrive, images of being dominated by the infamous Ric and Mateo would invade his dreams as they toss him around between their hard toxic cocks. Instead of the never-seen Keith getting impregnated by them, it was he himself being deeply bred with pure unmedicated HIV loads, and then Matthew would wake up in a sweat and he’d discover his cock had blown yet another load during the reverie. Eventually, the shower sessions with Keith stopped. A couple of weeks later, he was eating his lunch and Ric and Mateo were sitting nearby - he heard them say “Keith got 2 lines on his test,” as they high-fived each other. In the waking hours of daylight, his thoughts occupied by science, Matthew was deeply horrified and ashamed at his apparent fascination with guys pozzing each other on purpose. Yet at night, once sleep came, he had the same dream of Ric and Mateo and now Keith (even though he had never met Keith) doing the same to him. Then, one night, after a boring Science Department function, where he, unusually for him, partook of a glass of wine, Matthew Joon Hill, the pre-med student, had an urge that wouldn’t wait until bedtime, and he found himself driving his car to the adult movie arcade Ric talked about. Summoning up his nerve, he ventured inside the establishment, paid the entrance fee and went forth into the dark. Lighted arrows on the dark floor being the only guidance, he made his way to a small room, basically a cubicle, and with the key they gave him upon paying, he opened the door and stripped off his clothes and wrapped a towel around his waist. “I’ll just look around, I won’t do anything,” he said to himself, his mind trying to convince his cock and hole which were yearning for man-on-man action, like he heard all those times with Ric, Mateo and Keith in the shower room. His cock was already rigid and tented up the towel. “Just taking a look around,” he reassured himself as he walked through the darkened rooms, lit only by the vintage porn playing on screens on the far wall. “Won’t do anything, just checking it out,” again he told himself. Moving into the glory hole area, Matthew stooped down to peer through the hole at crotch level. Nobody was there but he heard footsteps coming toward him. “OK, get out of here now,” his thoughts told him. But before he could leave, he felt a hand through the opening reach out and grab his hardening cock. Matthew trembled at the touch of another man, it had been so long since this occurred. He looked down and saw his cock as hard and engorged like it had never been. “Is that my cock?” he actually thought to himself “has it grown?” The hand continued holding his hard cock and Matthew wordlessly moved closer and put it through the opening. “This was actually happening”, he said to himself, as the man swallowed his rigid pole in one breath and was sucking on it furiously. Matthew’s mind went blank for a moment, and then he pictured the hot fuckers from the next shower stall, Ric and Mateo and Keith to be sucking him and swapping poz talk in the process. His cock reached the inevitable climax, shooting a huge load down the man’s throat. The guy greedily swallowed the load and inhaled the still-stiff member of Matthew’s as it shot the remaining few drops of seed. “You want the gift, dude? Turn around,” the man ordered, freeing his mouth from Matthew’s spent dick. In a haze, and without questioning, Matthew turned around and offered his hole to the opening in the wall. He felt the quick application of cold lube on his virgin hole and before he knew fully what was happening, the guy’s huge raw cock was inside him and pistoning in and out of Matthew’s cunt. A brief interlude of pain was soon replaced by a feeling he had never felt before, as the man’s hard cock pummeled his insides. His mind wavered between saying “make him use a condom,” and mental images of Ric and Mateo as he had heard them pozzing Keith. After a few minutes of this, he felt the man’s cock grow even harder and felt about 9 pulsations of warm seed flooding his hole. Matthew shuddered and shook as his own cock, now hard again spurted forth another load, hands-free, splattering the opposite wall of the cubicle 3 feet away. His cock had never felt so big, so engorged and he never shot a load like that before. Once the guy withdrew from Matthew’s virgin hole, the guy leaned forward to the opening and said to Matthew “Thanks, brother, enjoy that gift I gave you, hope it takes,” Looking back through the glory hole, he could just make out a bio-hazard symbol tattooed on the guy’s furry abdomen, just above his dripping cock, surrounded by 2 dark Xs tattooed around it. As the reality of what had just occurred started to sink in, Matthew hurried back to his cubicle, got dressed and was out the door of the sex club, walking to his car when it hit him. Just then, he saw the guy who had just loaded him also leaving and getting into a classic silver Mustang, parked under a street lamp, then he saw the license plate as well: PZZNGUP. “What did that mean, ‘the gift’?” he wondered. “Could that guy have been HIV positive?” “What did that bio-hazard tat mean?” The thought he might have just taken a toxic-poz load scrambled his mind as he drove, and he had to pull off the highway for a moment. His hand reached between his legs and felt his cock stiffening again. Clearly, he was feeling deeply conflicted between what he knew to be true on one level and what he felt deep inside. The next morning, he went to the Student Health Center for post-exposure meds, and in the light of day, he vowed to himself never to do that again, never to succumb to temptation, and never even to interact with Ric and Mateo again. The self-scare tactic worked, and indeed it worked for years. He had no further sexual encounters of any kind once he resolved to suppress those feelings. And with the same single-mindedness that got him through both high-school now college in 3 years, he graduated with high honors, and got into prestigious UCLA Medical School for 3 years of intensive study, followed by internship and residency and then he joined the thriving private practice of Dan Martinelli, MD in West Hollywood. In time, Dr Matthew, as all his patients, 95% of whom were gay men called him, found a boyfriend and even moved in with him for awhile. Jim and he only ever had condom-sex, and it often left Matthew unsatisfied, feeling like he was missing out on something. His loads, when he did cum, were weak dribbles rather than projectiles like that time at the arcade…that time he still thought about, all these years later. His work consumed him, though, and after 2 years, Jim moved out, telling Matthew he didn’t want to be with a workaholic anymore. And then, a few months later, when Dr. Martinelli wanted to retire from the practice and move to Palm Springs, Matthew had accumulated enough capital to buy the business outright, and the first order of business was to hire a few new nurses. He held interviews with many candidates in the conference room which looked over the parking lot. One day, a nurse candidate drove up and parked in front of big window, ready for their interview. Matthew looked at the next name on the list: Keith Connolly. Matthew watched him get out of a vintage silver Mustang and walk to the entrance. It was then he saw it. The guy’s license plate: PZZNGUP End of Chapter 1

Chapter 1 The silence in Jordan’s bedroom was a heavy, humid thing, thick with the ghost of spilled beer and the bitter taste of a prom night that had spectacularly flopped. Two tuxedo jackets were discarded on the floor like fallen dreams. “I just don’t get it,” Jared mumbled from his spot on the edge of the bed, staring at his phone. “We were supposed to be getting laid right now.” Jordan let out a sharp, humorless laugh from the desk chair. “Tell me about it. All that buildup. All that… anticipation.” He shifted, the rough denim of his jeans feeling suddenly constricting. The memory of his now-ex-girlfriend’s furious face as she dumped him for choosing to console Jared over dancing with her was a cold splash of reality. But Jared had gotten the same speech from his own girlfriend. They were in this miserable, virginity-intact boat together, like always. “We were so damn excited,” Jared said, his voice lower, almost a whisper. “I was gonna… you know. Finally feel what it’s like.” “Yeah,” Jordan breathed out, the word sounding more like a moan than he intended. His mind, against his will, conjured the fantasy he’d been nursing for weeks. Soft skin, quiet sighs, the wet heat of a— His eyes drifted to Jared, who was leaning forward, elbows on his knees. And then he saw it. The strained fabric of his best friend’s thin grey shorts. A distinct, undeniable tent. And at its tip, a dark, wet patch was blooming, seeping through the cotton. Jordan’s breath hitched. His own cock, which had been half-hard with frustrated longing, jolted to full, aching attention. The sudden, intense throb was so violent it was almost painful. What the hell? Why does seeing that… do this to me? Jared must have felt the weight of his stare. He glanced up, his eyes slightly glazed from the cheap whisky they’d been drinking. His gaze didn’t go to Jordan’s face. It dropped immediately to his lap, to the identical, obvious bulge tenting Jordan’s own shorts. Jared’s lips parted slightly. He didn’t look away. He just… stared. And Jordan watched, mesmerized, as the wet spot on Jared’s shorts grew just a little darker. “Damn, man,” Jared finally said, his voice rough. “I wish we were getting laid tonight.” “Tell me about it,” Jordan choked out. “I mean, look. I’m hard just thinking about it.” “Me too,” Jared admitted, his voice a low thrum that vibrated right through Jordan. The admission hung between them, charged and dangerous. Jared’s eyes were locked on Jordan’s crotch. “Damn, dude. How big is that thing? It looks huge from over here.” A flush crept up Jordan’s neck. He was modest, always had been, despite knowing he was generously equipped. “Oh, not that big.” “Looks really big. Bigger than mine,” Jared pressed, a curious, hungry glint in his eye. “How big are you?” Jordan asked, the question leaving his lips before his brain could censor it. “Eight inches.” Jordan scoffed, a nervous reflex. “Yeah, right.” “I swear to god,” Jared said, and there was no joke in his tone. It was pure, deadly serious heat. “Prove it.” The challenge hung in the air. Jared, already riding a wave of booze and a bizarre, thrilling new kind of arousal, didn’t hesitate. He stood up, his movements slow, deliberate. His eyes never left Jordan’s as his fingers hooked into the waistband of his shorts and underwear. In one fluid motion, he pushed them down his hips. His thick, cut cock sprang free, fully erect and impressively long. It was a beautiful, pale column of flesh, and the movement sent a visible jolt through it. A large, glistening drop of precum welled from the slit and oozed down the side. Jordan’s mouth went completely dry. He was so transfixed, so utterly turned on by the sight of his best friend standing there, proudly displaying himself, that he could only stare, his own cock throbbing in a frantic, demanding rhythm. “Your turn,” Jared breathed, his chest rising and falling rapidly. “Show me.” There was no hesitation now. Jordan stood, his fingers fumbling with his own button and zipper. He shoved his clothes down, letting his own hard, six-inch erection bob into view. The cool air was a shock against his feverish skin. They stood there, just a few feet apart, completely exposed. No words were needed. It was all understood in the heaving of their chests and the silent, hungry looks they gave each other’s bodies. Almost in unison, their hands went to their own cocks, beginning to stroke. It was a show. A performance for an audience of one. Their shirts came off, tossed aside. They kicked free of their shorts and underwear, leaving them standing naked, closer now. The space between them crackled with unsaid want. Jordan’s eyes were fixed on Jared’s hand, on the way his foreskin glided smoothly, slicked by his own abundant precum. “Man, I wish I had lube too,” Jordan muttered, his own dry strokes starting to chafe. “I can help you,” Jared said, his voice husky. He stepped forward, so close now Jordan could feel the heat radiating from his body. Jared wrapped his hand around his own cock and gave it two firm, slow pulls, collecting the clear fluid beading at his tip. Then he reached out, his movements hesitant for only a second, before he smeared his warm, slick precum directly onto Jordan’s shaft. The sensation was electric. So warm. So wet. A low groan was torn from Jordan’s throat. “Fuck, that’s so hot.” “You like that?” Jared asked, his eyes wide with a mixture of shock and fierce excitement. “Yeah.” They stepped even closer, until their bodies were almost touching. Jared reached down, his slick hand wrapping around both of their cocks. He gave an experimental stroke, and the feeling was utterly mind-blowing. Their shafts slid together, glistening, Jared’s precum making the friction deliciously smooth and wet. “Feels so good on my dick, bro,” Jordan gasped, his hips beginning to move on their own. “Yeah, same here,” Jared moaned, his grip tightening. Their free hands began to explore, tentatively at first, then with more confidence. Jared’s fingers wrapped around Jordan’s length, stroking him in time with his own thrusts into their shared grip. Jordan did the same, his hand closing around Jared’s hot, velvety skin. It was thicker than he’d imagined, a solid, pulsing weight in his hand. They looked up from the erotic sight of their intertwined hands and their cocks sliding together. Their eyes met. The confusion was gone, burned away by a pure, unadulterated need. Without a word, they leaned in, and their mouths met in a clumsy, desperate kiss. It was all heat and wetness and the faint taste of whisky. They kissed deeply, tongues exploring as their hands worked each other’s cocks, their rhythms faltering, becoming frantic. “I wanna taste you,” Jordan panted against Jared’s lips, the desire overwhelming him. He sank to his knees, his world narrowing to the beautiful cock in front of him. He took the head into his mouth, lapping at the precum there, savoring the musky, salty taste. He swirled his tongue, sucking gently, and Jared’s strangled cry of “Oh, fuck…” was the most erotic sound he’d ever heard. He didn’t last long, the novelty and intensity too much, before he rose, his own need paramount. Jared understood instantly. He dropped to his own knees, taking Jordan’s slick length into his mouth with an eager hunger, mimicking what Jordan had done. The hot, wet suction made Jordan’s knees buckle. He buried his hands in Jared’s hair, his head falling back. Soon, they were side-by-side on the edge of the bed, kissing again, their hands roaming over each other’s chests and stomachs, before returning to stroke their own cocks, the visual of the other fueling the fire. “I’m getting close, man,” Jared warned, his voice tight and strained. “So close.” The words were a trigger. “Me too. Fuck, I’m gonna cum,” Jordan gasped, his orgasm rushing up on him like a freight train. “Kiss me,” Jared demanded, pulling him in. “Kiss me while we cum.” Their mouths crashed together in a messy, open-mouthed kiss as their hands flew over their cocks. The world dissolved into pure sensation. A second later, Jordan’s whole body seized, a muffled, guttural moan swallowed by Jared’s mouth as his cock jerked violently, sending thick ropes of cum shooting up onto his stomach and chest. Jared’s own muffled cry followed instantly, his hot release joining Jordan’s, his body shuddering against him. They kept kissing through the aftershocks, their hands slowly, tenderly, stroking their own spent, slick cocks, mingling their releases.

Nice man. Way it should be done

I had almost forgotten this thread. Update. He found not one but two guys who are willing to pay him. And they only require to see him once a week! My guy was relieved. He said he really didn't want me to pay him. He really likes me. One Daddy just wants to see him work out naked. After which he wants my guy to forcefully facefuck him, talking dirty how he needs his big cock sucked. The other one does want him to fuck. He has plenty now to pay for his education and rent. He also has a small "regular" waiter job on the side as well. I should have thought of doing this when I was in college!!! Anyway, he has enough time to fuck me 2 or sometimes even 3 times (!) a week. I'm a very happy "Daddy" 😉

Part 6 I’m holding Mark’s hand as we enter my apartment building, I have messaged Luke beforehand and hope he had a great day, yesterday. In front of my apartment door, I give Mark a longing kiss, before opening it. Luke is sitting on the couch but gets up quickly to greet us both with a hug. I feel something is off, Luke seems a little shaken, even Mark notices. ‘Where is your bedroom, I bring your bags there’ Mark offers, giving me space to talk to Luke. ‘It’s right over there, thanks’ As Mark walks away I look at Luke and he envelopes me immediately in a tight hug. ‘I fucked up Thomas; I think I made a big mistake.’ He says with a shaking voice. ‘Come, lets sit down, tell me everything’ … and he does. I know my brother, when he is stressed, he speaks faster than usual and sometimes forgets who he’s talking to. So, after around 10 minutes I know everything about my brother’s fuck, research and alone time yesterday, possibly too much. I look at him lovingly, but I cannot do more than put my hand on his shoulder. ‘Luke, I have to admit, I’m not quite sure what to say. I always wanted to be poz, it is a desire I had since my teenage years. To be honest, I knew I would be one day, before I knew and accepted that I like men.’ ‘But I never thought about it before, never. It didn’t even cross my mind, until…’ ‘Until I brought the subject into your world’ I say with a heavy voice. We sit there in silence for a moment but get startled by a cough besides us. Mark looks at my brother and I, and somehow, I know he will have the answers. ‘Luke, would you mind if I intercept?’ Mark asks. ‘Oh, sure, go ahead, I don’t want to ruin your day. I go to my…’ ‘No. I want to talk to you Luke about what you just said, would that be alright?’ I give Luke an encouraging smile, and with a silent nod, he brings Mark into the conversation. While Luke and I are on the couch, Mark takes the chair opposite. ‘Luke?’ Mark starts to ask, ‘are you on PrEP?’ ‘Eh, yes, I am, have been since my 18th birthday.’ ‘With how many men did you have sex since then?’ Luke looks at me nervous and a little embarrassed, ‘I don’t know, maybe 40 or 50, could be more’ ‘And with how many did you use condoms?’ ‘What? I have no idea, I never bought condoms myself, so probably 2 or 3 times, if the guy wanted it. I never ask for them.’ ‘So, you have been practising bareback sex since almost four years now.’ ‘Yeah, I guess that’s right’ Luke answers confused ‘Well, I hate to break it to you, but the chances are high you already had sex with a poz man, which also means you had a poz cock up your ass and the toxic seed as well So, the fucking isn’t the problem, the problem is, it was the first time you knew about it.’ I look at my little brother and see how his mind is racing, how he tries to connect everything. I also see him relax a little, but still there are unanswered question. But then Mark looks around, finds the article, looks at me, and continues. ‘Thomas, I guess this print out of an online article is your doing, as no reasonable person would do that in this day and age, but that’s not the point right now. Luke, it seems like you spent the whole day yesterday with this topic, read about it, watched porn focussing on it, and finally had sex with a man, who is poz. You were overstimulated, between all the Pride events, the surprise about your brother and I, and this new topic in your life. Nothing you did yesterday was different to the sexual encounters you had previously. The only mistake you made yesterday is coming on this coffee table, that was unnecessary.’ And with that all three of us start to laugh, my little brother finally relaxing fully. ‘Luke, one final word. The yearning to be poz, to become a bug chaser, is a desire your brother and I had for many years. I also talked about it with my friends before I made the final decision in 2012. Now I am exactly the man I wanted to be all those years ago. Your brother is still neg as far as we know, his desire isn’t fulfilled and he is still on his journey, but he made this decision with years of thinking about it. You might be a bug chaser; you might not be. At one point you will figure it out, and then we are here to talk to you about it.’ Luke suddenly envelopes Mark in big hug, and I know that I found the best man in the world. ‘Thanks Mark, you are great. Brother, you have to keep this one.’ ‘Well, that’s the plan.’ I look at them lovingly ‘Now get off of my boyfriend and let us start the day, what do you want to do?’ We spent the whole day talking, shopping, going outside and enjoying the beautiful summer weather. Mark and Luke hit it off immediately, and everything feels like it should be. My brother and I have the night for us to have a final talk about the last days, as he is leaving tomorrow. Our relationship has grown so much over the last few days, that I will miss this little bugger. (4 weeks later) I’m getting spitroasted by two guys, but none of them is Mark. My eyes water, as one cock is hitting my throat roughly. As I try to pull away to get some air, the man behind me pushes deeper inside me, impaling me again at the cock in front of me, tasty precum leaking down my throat. We are in the middle of the forest, birds singing around us and the river flowing loudly close by. This should have been a relaxing run for me, but I met two of Mark’s friend from the poz group, and now I am getting fucked by a couple of 20 years. Mitch and Henry have been together since they were 19 years old, now almost 40, poz and beefy bears, they add their seeds to my quickly increasing toxic cum selection. ‘Open wide Thomas, we will knock you up. Take our toxic cum and join us finally, don’t be a guest, become a poz member for good’ I moan loudly, but as Mitch’s cock is still in my mouth I cannot speak. Henry shoots his load into my ass, but remains inside me, to ensure no drop is dripping out. Mitch is also reaching his climax, and as I want to pull a little back to savour his poz cum in my mouth, he grabs my head and thrust his cock deep into me, making sure that his load goes down my throat immediately. I can barely breathe as his cock blocks my throat, his cum sliding inside me and another dick still in my ass. When they finally release me from their cock, I have to breathe in deeply, my saliva running down my neck and chest. ‘Well Thomas, this was great. Now enjoy your run, we’re off’ They both slap me on the ass, and leave me there alone, exhausted and full of cum in the forest. Of course there is no way I could keep up my run, so, I walk back to Mark’s apartment being greeted by his beautiful smile and the lovely smell of coffee. ‘How was your run’? He asks innocently. ‘Well, cut short by Mitch and Henry, they fucked me right there in the forest, hard.’ Mark laughs, hands me my coffee and gives me a longing kiss, his tongue exploring my mouth. ‘So, I guess Mitch shot his toxic load down your throat, I can still taste him.’ ‘Oh, fuck off, that was a lucky guess.’ ‘No, it wasn’t, he always goes for the mouth and Henry is the ass man, don’t forget I know them for years.’ We kiss again and then lie together on the couch, Mark’s head in my lap. ‘Are you excited for our poz holiday?’ Mark asks. ‘I am, but also a little nervous. I never been to a sex tour.’ ‘Don’t worry, you will enjoy it, I managed to find almost all the guys joining us on the apps. So, we have some idea with whom we will be exploring the world for the next two weeks. And I think you might be in for a surprise.’ Mark pulls up his phone, opening one of the apps, especially created for poz men, so not for chasers like me, and hands it to me. The face smiling out at me is none other than Chad. But before I can say anything my phone vibrates and I see a call from my little brother coming in. ‘Hey Luke, what’s up?’ ‘Is Mark with you?’ he asks immediately, sounding excited. ‘Yes, why?’ ‘Put me on speaker, please’ I do as asked and he continues ‘you guys I have finally decided what I want. I just gave all my PrEP pills back to my pharmacy, I talked and fucked with Tony the last weeks a lot and it is time, I want the gift. Bro we are now both on the chase.’ Mark and I look at each other puzzled, but smiling. Before I can say anything, Mark starts to talk. ‘That’s great to hear Luke, but you know what that means?’ ‘What?’ My brother on the phone and I say simultaneously. ‘You both are now in a race, who will be poz first?’

I hope this epilogue doesn't harm the original two chapters. I've been pondering this wrap up for a while. Six years is a lot of pondering. LOL. I just felt some glimpse into the future was needed. I hope you don't hate it. ============== Epilogue: The boy wakes up in his room, as the time delay lock on his door hums it’s opening tune. It has been 6 years since he signed away his identity. He has served his Master as best he could. He takes a moment to look at himself in the mirror. His body has fully belonged to the Master. He has taken no medication since the fuck flu hit him three weeks after submission. His gaunt frame would make his average cock look huge, had it not been for the cage. The boy ponders his time served. His Master has only allowed him to cum when he chose to see it, rarely more than once a week, sometimes not for longer intervals. The boy looks at the clock, and heads to the kitchen to prepare his Masters breakfast. Once this is is done, he carries the tray skillfully into his Master’s chambers. Something is not right. The Master has not awakened yet. The boy thought this highly unusual. “Master?” the boy says timidly, knowing punishment will come for speaking first. No response. Putting down the tray and approaching the bed, his eyes scan for any movement. Cautiously, he pulls back the covers. His Master lays motionless, seemingly undisturbed. In a nervous tone, the boy calls out again, “M..m..master?” Reaching out, the boy dares to touch his owner, recoiling almost immediately at the coolness he finds. The Master has passed away in his sleep. No more will he use his property. Looking around the boy finds the cabinet his Master had told him he was only allowed to open when the Master was deceased. Inside, he finds some files, with a note on top. *** Boy, If you are reading this, it must mean that I am no longer in this life. You have served me well over the past years. You have been named as my sole heir. It is up to you now to step up and continue the legacy that started with my own Master 10 years before me. I was once in your position. My Master passed his seed to me, and I have passed it to you. Now it is your turn to do the same. *** The boy, already in tears, fully breaks down. His heart is broken at the loss of his Master, that he has come to love. — Arrangements are made, the estate is settled. Upon returning home from the private service, the once boy surveys his once prison, now as the lord of the manor. Turning on the computer, he logs into a familiar profile on the site where he found his Master. There, he sees a 35 yr old showing nearby. It seems the guy has checked his profile out a few times, but has not made contact. A smirk plays on his face as he clicks to message the new boy, and begins the dialogue, fondly remembering his own course years ago. MasterDaddy4u: "Hey boy. Just lurking or willing to go through with it?" Me: "Hey, um, well i dont know about really doing it!" MasterDaddy4u: "Very dom 48 yr old Master, if you come over, you belong to me. And when you speak to me, you should say Sir or Daddy, boy!" The circle of life must continue. The chain will add a new link.

Weekend with the Boss and his Friends I had been working hard at the office lately, lots of long nights of overtime. That, no doubt, gave my boy plenty of evenings alone, all FILLED with fun, I'm sure. I would get home around midnight, and he's be in bed. I'd nuzzle up behind him, the room full of the scent of man-cum, getting me instantly hard. I would sandwich my cock in his slippery crack, already wet with someone else's jizz. Some nights he'd let me add to the loads simmering inside, some night's he'd roll over and go back to sleep, leaving me hard and horny. One of those nights, I logged online on my phone and chatted dirty with some POZ daddy friends, jerking myself off with my slutty boy asleep beside me. At the end of a particularly busy Thursday, after a few weeks of this, my boss knocked on my office door. He's a stud, but I'd never done anything with him except for a few flirty comments and a crotch grope at last year's drunken Christmas party. Jack is a solid 6'-0” of muscle, broad shoulders, wide chest, and slim waist, buzzed sandy brown hair flecked with a hint of silver. He sometimes leaves the office at lunch to work out, changing in his corner office into his sweats and coming back the same way. I can get hard just smelling him walk back in afterwards, slightly sweaty and glistening, before he showering in his personal bathroom and changing back into his custom suits. So fucking sexy. Jack told me his wife was out of town for the weekend, and he wanted to know if I wanted to join him for a long weekend at his beach house. He was going to be inviting some friends over and thought my boy and I would make the perfect addition to the party. He told me his frat buddies from back in his college days would be joining. We would drive out there together after lunch on Friday. He raised his eyebrows, which led me to think they had gotten up to some fun times and this weekend might be a repeat of that. He describe Chet and Sam to me and I could swear I saw a swelling bulge in his trousers. He was me looking, winked and smiled, saying, “Showing you and your... friend... will be the highlight of the weekend. Promise.” I realized that I hadn't introduced my boss, Jack, to my boy and wondered how he might know what kind of highlights my boy could offer... I accepted and called my boy to tell him about our new weekend plans. After a few rings, he breathlessly picked up the phone. “Did you run to get the phone,” I asked. “Umm... (pant pant pant) something like that.” “Are you entertaining right now?” “Uggggg....” I told him to have a good time not to make plans for the weekend. “Uh huh... YES. YES. YES,” was all I heard in response and he hung up. I knew he'd be full of cum by the time I got home. I finished up my work, and without calling my boy, headed home. As I neared my house, I saw a beat-up truck pulling out of the driveway, driven by a sexy blond hunk. As our cars passed, he signaled to roll down my window. “That slut is taking all loads. He's all slicked up. I left two HOT loads in his hole for the next guy to work in deeper. Enjoy yourself.” The hunk smiled and drove off. I parked the car on the street, and quietly let myself in the house. All of the lights were off except for the hall to the bedroom. And there, found my boy on all fours, ass up, fingering his loosened hole. “Party's over, or it's just beginning” I whispered as I stripped out of my suit and tie and climbed on the bed behind him. “Now, I've got one more dude planning on seeding my hole. Do you mind?” “Not at all.” I heard a car motor shutting off as I teased his slack pussy with my cock, covering my glans with globs of cum and heard the front door open. I backed off and stood in a dark corner of the bedroom. To my surprise, Jack walked into my bedroom, in his sweats, fresh from the gym, sporting a huge hard on, poking out his pants. “You ready for my load, boy?” “Yeah, Jack. Fill me up.” So these two had met before.... Jack pulled his t-shirt over his head revealing his wide furry chest and pulled his sweats down. My nose was met with the sexy smell of his sweat as he lurched forward and slammed his bare cock all the way in my boy's sloppy hole. I rock hard, oozing precum, and worked the gobs of the hunk's cum all over my dick. I worked my cock as I watched my hunky boss push a stranger's HOT cum deeper in my boy's willing hole. “You sloppy cumpig,” Jack growled as he pumped away. “Your ass is so wet. How many loads you got up there?” “Enough,” my boy whimpered as his face was pushed into our bed. “You're gonna get one more!” I watched as Jack's ass hammered away, his big hairy balls slapping my boys thighs. “Take it! Take it all!!!!” He pumped forward a few more times, his low-hangers dancing, as he bred my boy. I was about to cum, and had to hold my cock tight to keep from blasting off. Jack wiped his sweaty brow with his beefy hairy arm and pulled out of my boy's ass with a wet plop. He pulled up his sweats, saying, “You boys are going to be the life of my little party this weekend. If you haven't caught the bug yet, you'll be sure to get something from my old buddies, Chet and Sam. They're bigger whores that you could ever hope to be.” My boy rolled over, working three fingers into his hole with one hand and furiously fisting his rod with the other. He looked up at Jack smiling, “I can't wait.” Jack leaned over and roughly forced his tongue into my boy's mouth. My boy came instantly, shooting his wad all over Jack's heaving chest. Jack worked the load into his chest hair, kissing my boy fiercely, and then pulled on his shirt and left without a word. As soon as I heard the front door close, I pounced on my boy, shoving my slimy cock into his slack loose hole. He was so used I could barely feel anything, just sloshing my dick around in a sea of cum. He helped out my pulling his hole wide and shoving two fingers from each hand inside himself. The new tightness, mixed with the thought of the hunk's HOT loads mixing with my boss's brought be off in seconds and I added my spooge to the mix. “Wanna pack now or in the morning,” I asked as I caught my breath. “Pack what. With this kind of party we won't need much.” “An overnight bag? Maybe a swimsuit.” “If that,” he yawned. “I know for sure what we won't be needing.” “What's that?” “Condoms.” With that, I lay down beside him. We drifted off to sleep in a puddle of cum and ass juice. My cock stayed hard all night, looking forward what was sure to be an eventful weekend. To be continued...

Once I started going full bareback, bottoming, and breeding, I found how much I love being called a faggot by a rough top guy. Gets me feral like nothing else matters except getting this guy's cum in my pussy (also love that word)

Chapter 2 The morning light was a cruel, bright lie. It streamed through Jordan’s blinds, illuminating the dust motes dancing over the wreckage of their tuxedos and the two bodies tangled in his sheets. The smell of sex was still thick in the air, a musky, sweet scent that made his stomach clench. Jared stirred first, his body stiffening the second consciousness returned. His eyes snapped open, meeting Jordan’s, which were already wide awake and filled with the same dawning horror. They flew apart as if electrocuted, the warmth of the other’s skin suddenly feeling like a brand. Silence. Heavy, awkward, suffocating. “Dude,” Jared finally rasped, his voice rough with sleep and regret. He stared at the ceiling. “What… what was that?” Jordan’s mind was a frantic, scrambling mess. The memories flashed—the feel of Jared’s cock in his hand, in his mouth, the taste of his cum. A hot flush of shame was immediately chased by a treacherous, electric jolt of arousal. It felt so good. Why did it feel so good? “The whisky,” Jordan said, the words tasting like ash. “It was the whisky. And… and getting dumped. We weren’t thinking straight.” “Yeah,” Jared agreed too quickly, relief flooding his tone. “Right. Just a fucked-up, drunk thing. It didn’t mean anything.” “Right. Doesn’t mean anything.” They dressed in silence, avoiding each other’s eyes, the unspoken agreement hanging between them: We will never speak of this again. Jared left with a mumbled goodbye, and the click of the door shutting felt infinitely heavier than it ever had before. The agreement was a lie they told each other, but a lie they couldn’t tell themselves. In the days that followed, the memory was a ghost that haunted every quiet moment. Jordan would be staring at his phone, and his mind would replay the sight of Jared’s thick, cut cock springing free, the large drop of precum. His own body would betray him instantly, hardening in his jeans, a constant, aching reminder. It was confusing, wrong, and yet the most intensely erotic thing he’d ever experienced. They hung out as usual—played video games, shot hoops in the driveway—but the easy camaraderie was strained. A new tension hummed beneath the surface, a current of unsaid words and unanswered questions. Their eyes would meet, and they’d both quickly look away, the air crackling with everything they were pretending not to feel. Jordan found himself watching Jared’s hands, remembering how they felt on his skin, and he’d have to adjust himself, desperate for more but too terrified to ask. The first big summer party was a welcome distraction. Music throbbed, red plastic cups were everywhere, and pretty girls in sundresses laughed and danced. Jordan flirted half-heartedly with a girl from his bio class, but his attention kept drifting. Across the crowded backyard, Jared was doing the same, leaning against a fence, chatting with a group of friends. And then his eyes—as if pulled by a magnet—found Jordan’s. It wasn’t a glance. It was a stare. A direct, unbroken line of intense, shared recognition. In that split second, the noise of the party faded. There was no confusion, only a silent, screaming question. Are you thinking about it, too? Do you want it, too? The connection was so potent, so undeniable, that they both had to look away, their hearts hammering against their ribs. The entire night became a tense, exhilarating game of stolen glances and simmering want. The party wound down. They called an Uber Pool, a decision that felt like fate. They slid into the backseat, a stranger already asleep in the front. Their thighs pressed together from hip to knee, the thin fabric of their shorts doing nothing to insulate the heat of the contact. Jordan’s breath caught. Jared’s leg was solid muscle, warm and real. Every slight shift of the car, every bump in the road, sent a fresh jolt through him. He could feel the blood pounding in his ears, his cock beginning to stir, thick and insistent. He dared a glance sideways. Jared was already looking at him. His eyes were dark, pupils blown wide with drink and desire. There was no pretense left, no denial. The look was pure, unfiltered hunger. Jared’s hand, resting on his own thigh, twitched, his fingers curling into a fist. Jordan’s own hand trembled. The air in the car was too hot, too thick to breathe. They didn’t speak a word. They didn’t have to. The Uber pulled away from Jordan’s house, and they practically fell out of the car, a chaotic tangle of limbs and frantic energy. They stumbled up the driveway, a silent, mutual desperation guiding them. Getting the key in the lock was a fumbling, agonizing delay. The front door finally swung shut behind them, plunging them into the quiet dark of the hallway. And then Jared moved. In one fluid, powerful motion, he spun Jordan around and pinned him against the back of the door. The thud echoed through the house. Their eyes locked for one final, searing second of confirmation before Jared’s mouth crashed down on his. This was nothing like the drunken, exploratory kiss from prom night. This was deep, passionate, and utterly intentional. It was all tongue and teeth and desperate, hungry noises pulled from their throats. Jordan’s hands came up, tangling in Jared’s hair, pulling him closer as he kissed back with equal fervor. Their cocks were already granite-hard, straining against their shorts, pressing against each other’s through the fabric. Jared’s hands yanked at Jordan’s shirt, pulling it up and over his head before tearing his own off. Buttons pinged against the wall. Their hands fumbled with belts and zippers, pushing jeans and underwear down in a frenzied rush until they pooled at their ankles. They broke the kiss, both gasping for air, their foreheads pressed together. Their bare, leaking cocks slapped together, a hot, slick connection that made them both groan. The sensation was electric, a direct line to every nerve ending. Jared dropped to his knees, his hands on Jordan’s hips. He didn’t hesitate. He took the entire length of Jordan’s six-inch cock into his mouth in one smooth, wet glide. “Oh, god, Jared…” Jordan moaned, his head thumping back against the door. The heat was unbelievable, the suction perfect. “Your mouth… feels so fucking good on my dick.” Jared hummed in response, the vibration traveling straight up Jordan’s spine. He pulled off, swirling his tongue around the head, lapping at the precum already beading there. “You taste so good,” Jordan gasped, his voice ragged. “So sweet.” The praise seemed to ignite something in Jared. He took him deep again, his nose pressing into the trimmed hair at Jordan’s base, his eyes watering as he worked his throat around him. The sight, the sounds, the feeling—it was too much. Jordan knew he wouldn’t last. “Stop, stop…” he panted, pulling Jared up by his shoulders. “My turn.” He pushed Jared toward the bed, following him down as they landed in a heap on the comforter. Jordan kissed him hard before sliding down his body, his own hunger taking over. He took Jared’s thick, eight-inch cock into his mouth, mimicking what he’d just received. He gagged slightly, his eyes watering, drool slicking his chin, but he didn’t stop. He worked him, taking him as deep as he could, lost in the musky, male taste of him. Jared’s hips bucked off the bed. “Fuck, Jordan…” he grunted, his hands fisting the sheets. After a few blissful minutes, Jared gently pulled him off. “Turn over,” he breathed, his voice dark with need. Jordan complied without question, rolling onto his stomach, his heart hammering. He felt Jared settle between his legs, then the warm, wet swipe of his tongue against his tight, nervous hole. Jordan jolted. “Oh, shit…” Jared didn’t let up. He feasted, tonguing him deep and slow, tasting him with a reverence that made Jordan’s toes curl. He tastes so good. The sensation was alien and incredible, a wave of pleasure so intense it bordered on unbearable. He was panting into the mattress, pushing back against Jared’s face, completely surrendered. “Fuck me,” he begged, the words muffled by the comforter. “Please, Jared. Put your cock in my ass. I need it.” He heard Jared spit into his hand, then the slick sound of him stroking his own cock. A moment later, the blunt, wet head of Jared’s cock was pressing against him. Jared worked it slowly, using his own copious precum and spit to ease the way, pressing against the tight ring of muscle until, with a slow, burning, glorious push, he slid inside. The fullness was overwhelming. Jordan cried out, a strangled sound of pure ecstasy as Jared began to move, setting a deep, passionate rhythm. It was a little painful, a glorious stretch, but the pleasure eclipsed everything. “Wait,” Jordan gasped. “I want to see you.” Jared stilled, pulling out momentarily so Jordan could flip onto his back. He hooked his legs over Jared’s shoulders, pulling him close. Their eyes locked as Jared pushed back in, sinking deep once more. The intimacy of the position was staggering. They were face to face, bodies joined, breathing the same air. And in Jared’s eyes, Jordan saw it. It wasn’t just lust. It wasn’t just heat. It was something deeper, something that had been there all along, hidden beneath years of friendship and confusion. It was love. The liquor in his veins gave him a bravery he’d never known. “I love you,” he whispered, the words leaving his lips on a broken moan. Jared’s rhythm faltered. Shock, then a dawning, breathtaking wonder washed over his face. He leaned down, his thrusts becoming tender, deeper, more meaningful. “I love you too,” he breathed against Jordan’s lips. The confession was the final catalyst. The dam broke. Their orgasms ripped through them simultaneously, a powerful, shared release that felt like a physical manifestation of their words. Jordan’s back arched off the bed as he came, his vision whiting out, his cry of “Jared!” echoing in the room. Jared’s own climax followed, his body shuddering, his moan of “Jordan…” a perfect, answering echo as he emptied himself deep inside. They collapsed together, a sweaty, breathless, entangled mess, the words hanging in the air between them, real and undeniable.

There are over 100 million German speaking people in Europe. I don't think that qualifies as "sadly only". Buddy doesn't have the 'universal' coverage of Grindr or Scruff, that's true, but I find the quality of profiles on Buddy, or MachoBB, to be much better than on Grindr and Scruff, when it comes to bareback sex. Grindr and Scruff may be universal but their apps are loaded with fake profiles. Buddy and MachoBB are more niche website catering for bb sex specifically. So if you are on here, on BZ, and you want to hook up with someone in these regions, then I definitely recommend Buddy for German speaking regions and MachoBB for Spanish, Portuguese, Italian and French speaking regions. Even if you don't speak German or French or Spanish, everyone on these two sites speaks passable english. Because let's be honest, you're looking to suck cock and get your ass fucked, not for philosophical dissertations. And one more thing... In Europe (except UK), a lot of people still do go out to bars and clubs for hookups, not just sitting at home scrolling endlessly through profiles. So if you find yourself in Europe, try the bars, sexclubs, saunas or cruising spots for real sex. In Germany you get quite a number of sex clubs where bb is de rigueur , and so in France, Belgium or Spain. To make a long story short, use Buddy for German speaking users, MachoBB for most other latin origin languages. In the UK, you have the BBRT - although that's a hit and miss depending on the city.

It's been a good week. . . . just had my last top jet after pumping three of his nuts into me and Two more before him. I hate it when guys are feeling soooo amazing and they nut too fast. . . . . .last guy was a champ! I NEED MORE!

Among so many choices, I have a particular hard on for Shawn Mendes.

Practice. I get bred a lot. Most guys are average. 7” ish. Those are the type of cocks you can take all day long with a smile. The ones that make you wince are the 8.5-9” cocks. Yesterday afternoon I went to a group thing. I knew going there that there were a limited amount of bottoms. It was me the host and one other boy. When I got there the host was busy servicing a younger black guy with a massive cock. He was working to get it down his throat. The top told the bottom to get on the bed and the host did his best fag pose. Chest down ass up. The top didn’t ease his cock in but just rammed it in hard. The bottom ( host ) said he couldn’t take him and went over to the other side of the bed. This is when I knew I was up. I went over and sucked him hard again using my throat and he again motioned to get in fag pose. I did and he did the same to me. Just rammed it in. Because I took a hit of poppers and my pussy is so loose it went in without an issue. He fucked me good and gave me a nice load. He messaged me later stating he wanted to get together again. The next guy that came in was an older skinny guy with a massive cock. The others just left him standing around so I went over and offered up my throat. He turned out to be a dom and used my slicked up Poz pussy as well. my point of all of this is there are advantages to having a sloppy Poz cunt.

Waiting for cruising men to show up.

Part 5 Thomas leaves for his first date or whatever this is with Mark, which means I have the whole day to myself. I browse a little, watch some TikTok clips, check my socials, but after an hour I am bored. As I search through the apartment for something sweet to eat - fuck why is my brother such a healthy eater - I find the article about bug chasing and gift giving in my room, well the guest room. I take the papers and with a disregarded chocolate bar out of my gym bag I go back to the living room, starting to read. At the beginning I find the whole idea strange, but as I read on an understanding sinks in, that this isn’t just a fantasy, but a real desire people crave. I spent the next hour or more searching the web for all the information I can find. I open some of my apps and search for the tag poz, browsing the men, who live with it. I am surprised how many men are there, I open the profile of a beautiful nerdy twink, who is only a year older than me and seems like a lovely guy. I close the apps and go back to the internet; the real men are currently to real for me. As I continue my search, I stumble upon pozzing porn. Despite my early hesitation it arouses me deeply, but in a different way to the standard bareback porn I so love. And then I find videos of men with biohazard and scorpion tattoos, which bring me over the edge and my cum right onto the coffee table in Thomas’ living room. I am exhausted, confused, but still horny. I decide to head out and get all this stuff out of my mind. The town is still full of hot gay guys, who carry the atmosphere of Pride through the streets. I end up in a little coffee shop with a beautiful view over the river, ordering a vanilla iced coffee – yes, I am that basic bitch. Enjoying the sun, my coffee and the view around me, my phone rings. As I look at it, I’m a little annoyed, as it is another message from one of my apps, properly another blank profile, who wants to see more pictures of me. But as I open the app, the face of the hot nerd I browsed previously smiles at me. Apparently, in my quest for understanding I have liked his profile pic. Don’t freak out, but I am sitting two tables away from you. I turn around quickly and see that beautiful face smiling again, but this time in real life. His brown hair is all over the place, but with the glasses and as I see now an unbelievable tight body, he looks like a librarian in a porn movie. I signal him to join me, he takes his bag, coffee and book to my table, I manage to get a glance at his butt, which is barely covered by a pair of tiny hot pants. ‘Hi’ he says ‘I’m Tony, sorry for the ambush’ ‘Hi, I’m Luke and no ambush at all. Have a seat.’ And then we talk, a lot. He is an art student at the same university as I am and only here for Pride. He lives like me with his sibling for the time, in his case his sister. We talk about the last days, our Pride experience and then decide to walk a little. Without realising it, I have navigated us back to my brother’s place, inviting him in for another coffee. He is a little reluctant but accepts my invitation. As we enter the apartment, and I get us some water, because none of us really wanted a second coffee, I notice that he is nervous. ‘Is everything alright’ I ask reassuringly. ‘Yeah, it is, but … have you read my profile before you liked my picture on the app or did you just swipe?’ ‘No, I have read it’ I step closer to him ‘all of it’ He puts his hand on my chest, before he looks at me and gives me a longing kiss. ‘I haven’t been together with a neg for a long time, but for you I will make an exception. My poz load will make you happy’ I am startled at the change in the conversation, but my cock is very happy about it. My mind is racing, but another kiss stops me from overthinking it. ‘Yes, please give me your poz load, I want it’ I hear myself saying and cannot believe those words are coming from me. Tony pulls me closer to him, his hands on my back and neck, while I caress his perky ass. We slip out of our clothes, which haven’t covered that much of us in the first place. As he takes of his tank top, I take in a short breath. This guy has a biohazard tattoo on his chest and fuck it gets me wild. I push him onto the couch, burying my head into his crotch. My mouth envelopes his uncut cock, which is incredibly beautiful and thick. It takes me a moment to manage it all, but after some time his cock hits my throat. I hear a loud moan over my head. After I taste his precum and swallow every drop of it, I wander with my tongue up his body, remaining a little longer over his biohazard tattoo, which I kiss lovingly. As I reach his mouth we are enthralled in a deep, longing kiss and I use the chance to sit myself on his lap, his rock-hard cock sliding between my ass cheeks. ‘Are you ready to take this toxic poz cock?’ he moans into my mouth. I answer him with a longing kiss. He positions his cock right at my hole and because of sweat, my sucking and some light fingering during my poz porn watch, his cock slips right in. I moan loudly as his cock's head enters me, the thrill of having a poz cock inside me unparalleled. For a moment my breath becomes shallow, and I look him directly into the eyes, before I lower my body deeper. His cock entering me completely. I feel his balls pulling towards my ass. ‘You have a poz cock inside you now, you like that you little neg twink, right?’ ‘I love it’ I whisper in his ear ‘Now what’s missing is your poz load inside me’ This drives him wild, he pushes harder and harder into me, forcing my hips down on his cock. After almost 15 minutes, he presses me towards his body, shifts us both, so that he is now lying above me, thrusting his cock rough. I feel his cock twitching, his climax almost there. With a strong hold, I pull him closer to me, his full body now above me, our tongues intertwined in another kiss and then I feel the warm of his toxic load as he pushes his seed in me again and again. I come simultaneously and cover both our body in my cum. He collapses on top of me, and we remain in this position. His cock slides out slowly, but one of my hands remains on his ass, while the other strokes his back. ‘Wow, that was something else. Luke, you are wonderful’ ‘You are not so bad yourself, Tony. We definitely have to repeat that’ Finally, we sit ourselves up and enjoy the exhaustion and nakedness of us both. As Tony wants to get us another glass of water, he sees the papers about bug chasing and gift giving on the counter, where I left them earlier. He looks at me puzzled and I explain to him, why I have read them. We talk about it, still naked until the night starts to creep in, and we have another goodbye fuck. When he leaves, I open my laptop again and go immediately to pozzing porn, now understanding the played-out scenarios even deeper than before. Something changes within me, it isn’t just curiosity any more, but something else, something I need to figure out.

Small disclaimer: It gets a little cheesy in the middle, but then the fucking continues. Part 4 I come back to the store after I walked around in leather gear for almost an hour. ‘There you are’ Mark greets me, again with a passionate kiss ‘Where have you been?’ ‘I just walked around, the looks I got were all full of intrigue and awe, I love how this leather outfit makes me feel, but…’ ‘But you forgot it is summer and fucking hot outside?’ ‘Yes, exactly, you just know me to well’ Mark knows me in and out, it is an indescribable feeling to be this open with someone. I don’t think my wife ever knew me that deeply, even though she remains one of my best friends in the world. Mark starts to take my leather jacket off, as I loosen the tie and open the top buttons of the shirt, my chest hair visible. As I look around, I see that there are a few people in the store browsing and trying on different clothes. ‘You have customers, I don’t want to keep you from your work’ I say apologetically. ‘Don’t be daft, you don’t keep me from work, well maybe a little, but Daniel, my colleague will be here shortly, he takes over in an hour. You could go to the staff room and wait there for me.’ I give him another kiss and then make my way to the staff room. I get out of my gear but realise that I put my underwear with all my other clothes in my car, when I went outside. But I don’t think Mark would mind. So, I decide to take a nap on the leather couch in the nude. After what feels like five seconds, but must have been almost an hour, I am awaken by a loud cough. I open my eyes looking in the face of Mark and an unknown man. ‘Well, Daniel I wanted to introduce you to the famous Thomas of my past more properly, but I guess this will be it now. This naked man here is Thomas Gray, my former roommate and now…’ ‘Boyfriend’ I interrupt, trying to ease the situation. ‘My boyfriend… in the nude for you Daniel’ Mark teases me with his smile. ‘Nice to meet you’ says Daniel ‘and now I know why Mark never got over you, you’re beautiful, but maybe you could put some clothes on.’ Mark as always reads my mind; he notices my bag from before gone. He walks to a closet, takes out a pair of boxers and throws them to me. ‘Here that should be enough for now’ he says with an evil grin. I put them on and realise why he is grinning, yes, my cock is now securely stored away, but my ass is bare. The fucking bastard gave me an assless pair of boxers. Daniel laughs heartily. ‘You guys are crazy, but it seems you two click. Thomas it was nice meeting you, but I have to get back to the store. But one thing, I heard so much about you over the years and this guy here is the loveliest person I know in the world, so if you hurt him, I will end you, understood.’ ‘Understood’ I say tensely. ‘Great’ Daniel claps his hands and turns to go ‘then have fun you two, see you tonight.’ Mark smiles at me, but I feel like shit. Even though Daniel didn’t say it, but I must have hurt Mark deeply, if he carried me around all those years. Of course, Mark understands what is bothering me instinctively. He comes to me, pulls me in an open hug, only our crotches touching and his hands on my bare ass. ‘Thomas, we talked for hours in the club about our past. I have forgiven you a long time ago, and I don’t want you to carry this with you now. We both have a chance of building a future together, don’t let it be ruined by the past.’ We kiss and I envelope him in a tight hug. ‘But we might need to discuss our relationship status. When did I become your official boyfriend?’ he asks me in mock shock. ‘The moment you put your poz cock in my ass’ ‘Oh, is that right, well if I had known it was that easy, I might have topped you all those years ago.’ I laugh and relax, Mark signals to me to get proper dressed, which is difficult with my clothes outside. So, he says this will be the punishment for my past mistakes, I have to walk to the car with just the assless boxer on. We pack the leather clothes together for tonight, Mark takes his belongings, and we head to my car. I get a few puzzled looks, but as it is hot outside not that many people are bothered. At the car, I put my shorts and shirt back on as Mark takes place in the passenger seat. I start the car and ask him where were going, the answer shocks me. Mark is still living in our old apartment, but he owns it now and it got completely renovated. As I enter the familiar space my heart is aching. All the memories, the good and the bad are coming back in floods. As I let my eyes wander over the space, I notice a framed picture on the wall. I recognise it immediately and turn to Mark for confirmation. He just nods, his eyes watery. I storm to him, enveloping him in a loving, deep kiss, so different to the others we have shared so far. ‘I love you Mark, I always have and I just cannot pretend otherwise. Please, forgive me. I love you so much’ Mark kisses me back, our cheeks wet from the tears of us. Behind us our younger teenage selves looking happily out of a frame, as they are holding the key to their first own apartment. After we spend the afternoon between bed, shower, bed and shower Mark finally tells me where we are going. ‘After I got poz, and met a lot of men like you, who wanted to be pozzed I decided to bring those two communities closer together. As a leather store owner, I of course, was already well connected within the gay community. So, we started to organise poz-friendly bareback parties, that were open for every man, who was poz, wanted to become poz or just didn’t care about it at all. Only rule, no condoms allowed and every four weeks the dress code is leather.’ ‘And I guess tonight is leather night’ ‘Correct’ We got ready, putting our gear on. It was hard not to start fucking again, but in the end we did manage. As I look at Mark in his full leather outfit, I’m breathless, he is looking strong, masculine and contend, like a come to life dream. I am surprised as he navigates me back to his store. The window fronts have now been closed, and the shop seems dark, but we can hear music inside. Mark knocks and a bouncer opens the door for us. With a quick look around I realise, that the shop has become more like a reception place now. Where people arrive, hand in their bags and so on. Mark introduces me to some of the fellow organisers, then he says that tonight he is of duty and ready to party. He guides me to the backroom, and I enter a completely new world. More than a hundred men in full leather gear are talking, drinking and laughing together. ‘This is the social room, here you can come back to talk, eat, drink or just relax, but no fucking in this room. That happens over there’ Mark points to another door at the end of this room. We go to the bar, both getting a beer and Mark introduces me to more of his people. He teasingly emphasises, that I am his new boyfriend. For every introduction that way he gets a slap on the ass from me. After almost an hour and some wonderful conversations, Mark signals to me that it is time to enter the sex room. We take one of the bags in front of the door to put our gear in. I realise that the harnesses are in my car, but Mark just shrugs, so we enter the room completely naked just with our boots on. I need a moment to realise what I am seeing, opposite to my night in the biohazard room at the gay club, this time I have my lust somewhat under control, and that allows me to take this magnificent sight in. Around a hundred naked men are fucking out in the open, the room smells of sweat, sex and testosterone. I look at Mark and myself; both our cocks are rock hard. We kiss each other and then separate, understanding instinctively that this is an experience for everyone himself. Mark has already gone away, as a man almost runs me over, when he enters the room. I turn around, seeing familiar eyes on me. Daniel is smiling at me; without a word he pushes me towards a couch on the wall and buries me under his weight. I didn’t realise, but Daniel is a heavy man. He isn’t as muscular as Mark, but he is beefier. He kisses me, while on top of me. My hands find his ass and pull his body between my legs. I feel his hardened cock at my hole and as I am already proper open because of the many fucks with Mark today, he slides in easily with no spit or lube, just sweat. As he enters me, he moans into my mouth, before pushing his tongue deep into me again. He breaks the kiss, to look into my eyes and then he puts his mouth to my ear. ‘I will poz you like I pozzed your boyfriend ten years ago. You two belong to my strain, I’ll make sure of it.’ My mind starts to race as I let the words sink in, as he pushes harder inside me, I try to comprehend that he was the one making Mark poz, he was the one giving him that life. I look him in the eyes, my hands still pulling his body towards me, with a small nod I say. ‘Fuck me, Daniel. Give me your toxic load, poz me like you pozzed the love of my life. Poz me, now!’ I raise my head to kiss him, and he responds in kind. My hands now on his back, holding him tight. I feel his cock inside me twitching and with a loud final thrust he shoots his toxic load inside me. He keeps on thrusting for another minute or so, before he lets his cock slip out of my hole. Without a word he stands up and leaves the room, apparently he got for for what he came. I on the other hand are not even close to finish. Despite cum being all over my chest and stomach, a sign I had come during our fuck too. I walk around, passing a guy, probably in his early 50s, with a biohazard tattoo on his chest. I turn around, slapping him on the ass. He stops and turns around slowly, his pierced big dick, hairy chest and bush on full display. It only takes a second to realise I made the right decision as he takes me by the neck to push me on a mattress. I try to get on all fours, but he just pins me down with all his weight. ‘You will be punished for what you did, you little slut. I will give you a strain your body will not be able to handle. You think you’re poz, wait until you have my strain.’ I don’t correct him, as it turns me on to be thought of as a poz bottom slut. Still pinned underneath him, he takes a finger to enter my hole. ‘Ah, you already open, you little slut, well then open wide for daddy’ He pushes his cock inside me, while still pinning me to the mattress. With an arm wrapped around my throat he raises my head closer to his and gives me a longing kiss. His fuck is rough, almost violent, but I still feel save and right where I am meant to be. He never takes his body weight of me and finishes inside me with a loud moan into my ear. As he stands up, he slaps my ass as a kind of payback. ‘Hope you happy you little slut, my toxic cum will destroy your little weak strain, you little poz pig.’ He walks away, leaving me on the mattress in a state of full ecstasy and exhaustion. I turn myself on the back, and notice that the mattress is wet, evidently, I have pissed myself during this fuck. The smell becomes stronger, raising the interest of two twinks, who come to me and start to lick the mattress I am currently lying on clean. I guess everyone has his kink, but that’s not mine, so I get up and decide to head out for a moment. I look around, trying to see if Mark is somewhere, but I cannot find him. As I step outside, I see him immediately as he is talking to the guy who just fucked the piss out of me. I walk towards them, and Mark introduced me to Graham, a law professor and supposedly very sweet guy. Graham winks at me with an evil grin and walk to the bar. We decide it has been a long emotional day, full of fucking and love, so we call It a night. Both of us only back in our leather pants, walking with wrapped arms around each other out of the store. In the car we look at each other, because we don’t know where this evening ends. But then I make the decision for us. ‘Let’s go home.’

I'm a new-ish cumdump. I've been having group sex and taking loads at sex parties and bathhouses for many years, but never that many in a session. Maybe six in an evening at the most. I wanted to up my game and try something new, so I organized a pump and dump with me as the bottom. Being something of a geek, I Googled "how too host a pump and dump" and similar phrases. I've read every thread on the subject on Breeding Zone and Reddit, and listened to the Sniffies podcast on pump and dumps. I was anxious until I decided to go for it and post my ad on Sniffies. Overnight I became enthusiastic, excited, horny, and ready to bend over for anyone who requested. My event was in suburban New Jersey and lasted for seven hours. 14 men visited and dumped 18 loads in my ass. It was a LOT of fun and I found being an unabashed cumdump be both liberating and empowering. I've already written a date on my calendar for my next event and can't wait to do it again. During the event I learned a number of lessons. I thought I'd pass them along to you. Ignore or utilize as your discretion. 1. Skip the Blindfold -- It's inconvenient and in the way. Blindfolks make it hard to keep track of your poppers, phone, etc. The tops didn't seem to find it erotic or care whether I wore it. As I see it, the major advantage of a blindfold is for those who might otherwise shy away from some of the tops. For these bottoms a blindfold makes it easier to do a "no loads refused" event. It's overkill for those of us for whom appearance and body type are not issues. (I suppose the sensory aspect of not being able to see was fun, but only mindly so. I didn't miss it at when I ditched the blindfold halfway through the event.) 2. Don't bother advertising on BBRT. The site isn't quite dead, but it's dying. Maybe in a city you'd do okay. In the burbs it's pretty dead. A week-long ad resulted in one additional visitor to my event. In retrospect it wasn't worth it. I won't bother with it next time around. 3. Make sure your ad has a line about "no loiterers" - you're going to have them. Be polite but firm, and request they head on. Dangle the possibility of a private 1-on-1 with them the next week, even if you're not serious about it. I had two loiterers each of which spent 90-120 minutes with me and cost me precious "recruiting" time. I might have gotten a few more loads if they'd politely left when they were done. Saying they're recharging isn't an excuse to hang out for endless cuddling. 4. Cut and paste. Many of the guys who signed up for the party on Sniffies didn't see the room number in the event chat. I got a lot of messages from registered people asking for it. Having a cut/paste response saved me a lot of typing. It had the hotel name, room #, instructions to come right into the room, my current load count, and the like. Side note: for some reason my phone kept erasing the "paste material" in memory while I used Sniffies. I wound up writing it in my phone's Notes app and repeatedly copying it back into memory from that. 5 - Hand towels and wipes were appreciated by the tops. 6 - Expect multiple positions. Even though my ad said I'd be "face down, ass up", I spent little time in that position. The tops flipped me into every position imaginable. Expect them to do the same to you. If you truly want to do a limited set of positions, say so in your ad. (Personally, I loved telling me something was their favorite position. Then I made gave it my best effort to make it the best fuck they'd ever experienced.) 7 - Post status updates. On Sniffies I posted updates on how the party was going. I posted them both within the group chat, and in the general "area chat" function. I'd periodically update my load count. 3... 6... 10... 12... 15... and finally 18 (where the event finished). Guys were cheering me on in messages. And some came to the party specifically because they were so aroused at the increasing number and wanted to be a party of the fun. It was a great form of advertising, attracted a few more tops, and required little time and effort. Not to mention I like the cheers people messaged me. I'm an exhibitionist. I get extremely turned on by cheers from an audience. 8 - Expect to be fetishized -- reflect the thought. I'm 54 years old, short, balding, and dumpy looking. In my day-to-day life I get little sexual attention from gay men. Even on the apps I don't get a lot of attention. Some, but not much. Yet as soon as I started recruiting guys for my pump and dump, suddenly I attracted a status I haven't experienced in years -- that of sex symbol. Guys were messaging me asking me about my bottoming experiences, what's the most number of loads I'd ever taken, how many I expected to take that my group, etc. Some of these are guys were just getting off on dirty talk, but some were genuinely aroused by the idea of fucking a cumdump. And some of these guys came to my party and cheered me on. I was also surprised how many people complimented my body. Like so many gay men I have severe body issues and dislike how I look. I especially don't like my ass. A boyfriend 30 years and 60 lbs. ago told me I had a "poofy rear", a comment for which I never forgiven or forgotten. Imagine my surprise when tops started telling me about my "fat ass". I was mortified at first and said nothing even though he meant it as a compliment. By the time the fifth top was telling me how hot it was to fuck my fat ass, I realized I was being fetishized. What's a bottom cumdump to do? I listened for whatever phrases they were saying -- sometimes about me, sometimes about themselves, and I'd reflect it right back at them. "You like fucking that fat ass, don't you?" "Yeah, fuck that cummy hole. You have no idea how much cum you're dipping into." And in one case a top kept talking about his "thick Puerto Rican dick", so I began echoing that back. "Fuck that Puerto Rican dick of yours is thick! Fuck me harder!" I have my own thoughts and ideas that turn me on, but I didn't express them. By echoing theirs I caused the tops to get all the more excited and to blow their loads more quickly. Which means I can get on to the next top sooner. That's what a pump and dump is all about, isn't it? Quantity over quality. Echoing it helps. 9 - End a pump and dump when you still want more. In chemistry, a "limiting reagent" is the ingredient that is consumed first in a reaction. Once it's consumed the reaction comes to an end. In a pump and dump, this could be: - Tops - Time - Your body (either your ass tapping out, or becoming too hungry/thirsty/tired) - Losing the goodwill of the hotel (ie; being shut down) These are somewhat related. The more time you have, the more tops you can attract, and the more likely your body will reach its limit. In my case I feared my ass would give out on me, but I've done a fair bit of slutting it up at sex parties in NYC lately so I was hopeful I'd be fine. Sure enough, I was. When I finally left my ass was sore but still wanting more. What ultimately happened is I ran out of time. I had planned to close up at 8pm, but decided to go a bit longer (9:30) because I had a loiterer who was trying to recruit tops for me. Even if he had been successful (see #10 below), my body was rapidly wearing out. I hadn't eaten much before the event and I wasn't staying hydrated. I used Cialis which always makes my head spin. Also, my event expired on Sniffies which made it difficult to attract tops. It didn't help that someone posted another nearby Pump and Dump on Stiffies using almost identical text from my ad. (I hope the tops ripped him a new hole for it.) Anyway, it was time to go. I still wanted more, but was happy with how it turned out. That's a successful event in my book. 10 - Be wary of someone who tries to recruit additional tops at the last minute. Lots(!) of guys will want to watch other guys fucking you. If they want to bring a friend, great! Two guys who came to my event were occasional fuck buddies. They made out while I blew one and the other fucked me... often swapping roles with me always in the center. It was fun. What wasn't fun was one of the loiterers who pulled out his phone and went on Grindr to recruit nearby guys to come fuck me. The loiterer wasn't very attractive, and he started inviting anyone nearby to come fuck me. The guys had very little idea what was going on, weren't aware this had been a pump and dump, and often had wildly different agendas. Some were countering him with requests to be paid to drop by. Others were asking endless questions. The only person who showed up took one look at us and made a lame excuse about forgetting poppers in his car before leaving. I told the loiterer that he wouldn't be back. He disagreed as he believed the line about getting poppers. I told him to watch and see. Sure enough, a moment later there was the roar of a car and then he drove off. I figure he either didn't remotely like the way we looked, or he was thinking of robbing me and decided not to do so since there were two of us. After this fiasco I asked him not to recruit anyone else. I exempt experienced "Sherpas" who plan pump and dumps from this advice. I also exempt anyone who is recruiting a friend or playmate to drop by. But if someone is trying to recruit random strangers, it's not likely to end well and will probably waste your time and focus when you least want to waste them. ----- That's my ten points of advice. Sorry I write so much, but I wanted to repay the favor for the next geek who does research for his initial pump and dump. PS, That's a photo of my ass after the pump and dump. PPS, My next event will be Nov 14. If you're in New Jersey and want to drop by, let me know. :)

With everyone on PreP these days (or good HIV drugs), being a bug chaser is pretty much a thing of the past anymore. It might be a hot idea, but getting knocked up is nigh on impossible. Or so I thought. So, I basically came of age well after the AIDS crisis (I was born in 1985), but slightly before PreP was available. So I still had all the AIDS fear and proper condom use education and rapid HIV testing and monogamy and such built into my sexual existence. I also was a late bloomer and was denying my sexuality for quite some time, so I didn’t start gay stuff until I was in my 20’s. My doc gave me a prescription for PreP when I turned 30, and I admit I took it for a few years. You know, to be a ‘good boy’. But in the semi-rural midwestern town where I live and the lack of sex I was getting, well… it just didn’t seem worth it. So I stopped taking it. And when my doc would ask, I’d lie and say I’d been basically celibate. Which I sorta had. I had a couple of semi-regulars, and they were all Prepped and Doxy’d to the hilt. So according to all the labwork, I was behaving myself and not being needlessly risky. Even though I fantasized about being risky. Like all the time. It made me slightly sick to my stomach to admit, but the bug chasing stuff really turned me on. It started small, as it always does. I accidently stumbled across some bareback porn online that featured a poz top and a neg bottom. I watched it- simultaneously horrified and aroused. And horrified AT my arousal. But then, as with all kinks, I kept searching out more pozzing porn, especially stealthing. And then the conversion stories. And the more I saw and read, the more I was turned on. So much so that it became all I would jack off to. I was borderline obsessed. I even thought about going to a big city like Chicago or New York and deliberately searching for a poz guy to fuck me raw. But I invariably always chickened out. Instead I stuck with my regulars and my rich, albeit perverted, fantasy life. Well, all that changed on my cruise. So, this is going to feel like it was all fated to happen, but I won a cruise. Yup, it was one of those fund-raising raffles that I got hit up to participate in at work. Yet another churchy raffle with mostly janky prizes. When Karen came around the office hawking the tickets, I dutifully chucked in my five bucks for one to get her off my back and promptly forgot all about it. Until I was contacted a couple months later and told I’d actually won the 5-day Caribbean cruise. Well I’ll be fucked—quite literally, as it turns out. Now, I rarely take vacations, it’s usually to go camping and explore a national park or something. Never once have I ever said “I’d like to go on a cruise” except maybe to Alaska. But I really don’t like the idea of being trapped on a floating casino-buffet with old people. Or children. Or both. But heck, this was free and I figured why the hell not? So I put in for the time off, and planned for my first cruise ship experience to sort of celebrate my 40thbirthday. The free cruise was pretty much as I expected. Small room. Not the fanciest boat in the fleet. Not super exciting ports of call. Families and older people abounded. About what you would expect from a donated church raffle prize. The only bonus was a cute Steward in my cabin area. Built. Cuban. Probably somewhere in his mid 20’s. Swarthy with a bit of an edge. Like a naughty, sexy edge that he exuded—I believe the younger folk call it ‘big dick energy’. And definitely gay. My eye contact with him as I boarded tipped him off as to which way I swung, I think. Or maybe it was the way my eyes lingered over the crotch of his very snug, very revealing trousers. But then again, these cruise workers are always hustling and working angles. And they seem to be very adept at spotting ‘fellow travelers’. Anyway, when I was getting situated the first day he introduced himself as Diego and offered to be of assistance for anything I needed. “Anything?” I asked, with a smirk. “Oh yes. I am here to help make this a good experience for you.” He replied, measuredly without breaking eye contact. “Well, I’ve never been on a cruise before so I’m a bit lost on what to do. Perhaps you could swing by my cabin and fill me in when you get off?” I say with every bit of ham-fisted double-entendre I can muster. He smiled. “I’ll come by at 8.” And then he was off. I wandered the ship and generally busied myself for several hours, before heading back to my cabin to get ready. And precisely at 8 pm, there was a light knock on my door. I answered, and he looked around furtively before ducking inside and closing the door quickly. “It is frowned upon to fraternize with the passengers,” he tells me. “I have to be careful.” “It’ll be our secret,” I assure him as I got on my knees. I unzipped his pants, which were even more snug with his erection, and pulled out a gorgeous, thick piece of uncut meat. It was hefty and girthy, with loose skin mostly covering the head. I immediately got to work tonguing and working his foreskin- much to his delight. In between me sucking him, we each got naked, until he was standing in front of me in all his glory. Which is when I saw the tattoo on his ass cheek. A small biohazard symbol. My dick jumped. This was my chance! I’d never been with a poz guy before and my stomach instantly churned with butterflies. “I see your poz,” I say looking up at him hopefully. He nodded. “I am, but I am healthy and undetectable.” I frowned, which he must have seen. His dick started to soften. “If it’s a problem, I can leave,” he said matter of factly. “Oh, no. It’s definitely not a problem. In fact… it’s kind of a… a turn on?” I whispered. “I just sorta wish you were POZ poz, you know?” “Oh really?” he asked, and there was that naughy sexy glint in his eyes. And his dick instantly got to fully mast in front of me, while a string of precum oozed from the tip. I lapped up the glistening drop and looked up at him again, smacking my lips. “Yeah, I’m turning 40 in a few days and was really hoping I’d be pregnant by now.” I was finally doing it. Living my fantasy and dirty talking like in the videos I’d seen. My dick was so rock hard. “Hmmm. Well, how about I work to knock you up then?” And then we got to fucking. Let me just say, Diego was a great fuck. I’d been taking the same three or so dicks for the past several years, so getting some strange was just what the doctor ordered- so to speak. He was much bigger than my midwestern fuck buds, as he was at least 7.5 inches. And thick! His cock was a solid tube of flesh from tip to root, probably about like that of a can of Red Bull. And he fucked like a bull. More than once, he clamped a hand over my mouth and told me to be quiet because the cabins had very thin walls. He fucked me on my back on the bed, my legs tucked around his muscular arms. He leaned forward and made out with me while his hips snapped in a steady latin beat. He fucked me for a solid half hour before suddenly increasing his tempo. “I’m getting close,” he ground out. “Fuck yeah, don’t pull out,” I growled. “You want it? You want a little poz Niño in you?” “Fuck yes! Charge me!” And the next thing I knew, I was feeling his cock throbbing inside me. And just the knowledge that he was HIV positive and cumming inside me pushed me over the edge. I started cumming no-handed, ropes of my jizz landing all over my chest and belly. “Yeah, milk my cock,” he admonished me. “Get every drop of that poz load, you fucking cumslut.” I did as I was commanded and used my ass to massage out every bit of his load. Eventually he softened and his cock slithered out of my well-spunked ass with a wet plop. He flopped down on the bed next to me. “Holy shit,” I managed to say eventually when my head stopped spinning. “That was two firsts for me.” “Really?” he asked. “What?” “Well, I’ve never cum without touching myself before, for one,” I tell him. “And two- I’ve never let an HIV positive man cum inside me before.” “Never?” he asked again. “Nope. You’re the first.” “Well, I’m honored,” he said patting my belly. “But really, you don’t have anything to worry about. I know this was a nice fantasy for you, but I am truly undetectable. The risk to you is basically non-existent. Especially if you are on PreP.” “I’m not on PreP,” I confide. “Well, you should still be fine,” he smiled. I turned and looked at him. “But… but what if I was serious about getting pregnant?” “You really want to catch HIV?” he asked incredulously. “It’s something I can’t stop fantasizing about. And honestly? I don’t know if I really want it, but the idea of it turns me on so damn much. It’s like I’m being drawn to it- like a moth to a flame. I know it’s going to happen, it’s just a matter of when.” “But it really changes your life,” he explains. “The meds. The doctor visits. The health concerns. The possible side effects. Dating. It’s much better to be safe and healthy. And there are so many options to help you do that now- all while allowing you to still have fun, incredible, bareback sex.” “I know,” I say dejectedly. “And I don’t know why I’m this way. But I’m single and 40 and I’m tired of being a good boy. I want to be reckless for once! You saw the way just the idea of your poz seed made me shoot my load. I can’t imagine how mind blowing it would be to have a real poz guy breed me. Like a truly toxic poz guy. I bet I’d lose my fucking mind.” He nodded thoughtfully and got quiet as we lay there. Eventually he spoke. “Is this really something you want?” “Oh yeah,” I replied without hesitation. “Well, let me think about it. I might have a way—no promises though. Okay?” “Deal. If you can make it happen… wow. That would be awesome!” He got dressed and had me check if the coast was clear before he snuck back out of my room. “I’ll be in touch,” he said, as he strolled quickly down the corridor. Although I didn’t know what Diego was thinking, I was already anxious with anticipation. So much so that I could hardly keep a different thought in my head. I woke up excited (and still full of Diego’s seed) as my mind ran down different avenues of what it might be like to actually take a poz cock. I had to keep doing laps of the ship and reading by the pool and exercising in the gym, just to try to keep myself distracted the whole day. Later that evening, I was startled by a soft knock at my cabin door. I answered and it was Diego. He breezed inside and closed the door. “Okay, so are you really serious about what we talked about last night?” he asked. “You haven’t changed your mind?” “No, I’m still very serious. I want it.” Diego nodded. “Ok, so do you have $300 in cash on you?” “Yeah, I brought cash and have that much. Why?” “So… I put out some feelers and there are a couple of guys who are down to give you what you want. Haitian brothers. Both poz- not on meds. They can’t afford them.” My stomach instantly knotted up with desire and nervousness. “Really?” I asked quietly. “Yeah. They’re both basically straight, but really need the money.” “Oh my god, so this could really happen huh?” “If you want it to—yes.” “I do! So, how do we do this? How does this work?” I ask feverishly. “Okay. So tomorrow we port at Puerto Plata in the Dominican Republic. The brothers are working there and have a place on the outskirts of town. Now, I’m warning you—it’s pretty rough. This is not ‘tourist Dominican Republic’. This is the real shit.” “Oh… ok,” I say. “Um, I want to get pozzed, not murdered.” My nerves were kicking into high gear. “Now, I have a guy that I work with for various things in Puerto Plata. He’s going to drive you there and hang out and wait to make sure you’re ok. But still, I just wanted to be up front with you about the scene and what to expect. Still interested?” “Okay. I mean, yeah. I want to do this. I’m nervous and stuff, but also excited? Do you know anything about the brothers? Any details?” “All I know is that they work various jobs in the port, mostly the docks. One is like 21 and the other is later 20’s. That’s basically all I know. Other than they’re definitely HIV positive.” “And the chaperone/driver guy… does he know, um, what’s going to be going down?” “Probably. And he’s an older gay guy. Name’s Emilio. I kinda think of him as my gay grandfather. He’s cool, and I trust him like family. He’ll take care of you and make sure you come back in one piece. Just don’t bring any jewelry or your wallet. Just the 300.” “Okay then. Last question- so how do I meet up with Emilio?” “Meet me when we dock tomorrow, and I’ll hook you up with him.” And then Diego was off again. And I plopped down on the bed to think. My head was literally buzzing. Was this really going to happen? And the scene already had me rock hard. I often fantasized about getting pozzed up in a dirty bath house or a back alley. Or a seedy sex party. Or even raped. This was going to be something along those lines, I could tell. I mean, at the very least it was going to provide me with a good story. I mean, straight brothers going gay for pay and knocking me up on a Caribbean island? I mean, fictional porn writers couldn’t come up with a story this good! Needless to say, I barely slept. My mind was racing and I was so excited. And very nervous. And truth be told, more than a little scared. I mean, this was definitely out of the comfort zone for this middle age midwestern white man let me tell you. I didn’t eat any breakfast and I made sure I cleaned out VERY well in preparation. By the time the ship was docking, my skin was basically vibrating off by body and I had to keep pacing just to give myself something to do. When it was time to disembark, I packed up a cheap, gift shop fanny pack with the $300 in cash, a small bottle of swiss navy lube, and a bottle of poppers. That’s it. And I dressed in ratty shorts and a t shirt and sneakers—typical tourist attire. I met Diego at the gangway and he said, “You sure about this?” I nodded. “I just wanted to check one last time. Make sure you find me and check in when you are back. I’m going to want details. Nasty, nasty details.” He grinned devilishly. Then he walked me to where Emilio was waiting. Diego introduced us and I liked Emilio immediately. He was a handsome, dark Dominican older man with a kindly smile, silvery hair, and a strong handshake. He promised Diego he’d take good care of me. I hopped in the back seat of Emilo’s Honda and then we were off. I was chatty on the drive, mostly to keep my nerves in check. I peppered him with generic island questions and then asked how he knew Diego. He told me that Diego had approached him several years ago to take a couple on a driving tour, and ever since then they’d worked together for their mutually benefit. Without getting into too much detail, I gathered that Emilio was a man who had connections and could get things that Diego might need. And Diego could throw work Emilio’s way. Win win. I also asked if he knew where we were going. “Oh, I know where the place is that we are going, but I’ve never specifically been there. This is definitely a different sort of… tour… than I normally do. But I don’t mind.” He looked in the rearview mirror and winked. Before I knew it, we were outside the port and on a dirt road in the surrounding hillside. And then suddenly we were parking in front of a… well, for lack of a better term it was basically a shack. It was corrugated metal and some two by fours along with various bits of junk. Rusted. Dilapidated. And my stomach butterflies jumped into high gear again. Emilio turned to me and said, “Let me go first. I will make sure they are there and then I will come to get you, ok? Now, give me the money for safe keeping.” I nodded and handed over the $300 to Emilio, which he tucked quickly away. He got out of the car and sauntered up to the house/shack. He knocked on the door, and what appeared to be the younger Haitian man opened it. They spoke for about a minute, their Haitian Creole French lilting through the air. I saw them look over at me. The boy nodded and Emilio walked back to the car. “Ok. You can come now. I will wait by the car until you are… finished. Then I will get you back to the ship.” I gulped and got out of the car and followed Emilio back to the front door. He opened it and said, “Have fun!” And winked at me again. Oh yeah- Emilio knew what was going down. I hesitantly walked inside the brother’s home. It was definitely just as run down on the inside, but not cluttered or messy. Both men were standing in the open kitchen/living area space. I stopped midway into the room and we eyed each other up and down. They definitely looked like brothers. Handsome. Both the same build and size. Same skin tone and bone structure. Thin. Wiry. Strong. Decently muscled. Both were shirtless and wearing just shorts. Both were dark… very dark. Obviously they worked in the sun, but their black skin was like ebony. Being from farm country Nebraska, I’d never really had a good opportunity to be with a black man before… let alone two of them. The younger one thrust his chin at me and pointed to a back room. He walked in and I followed. The older brother lit a cigarette and sat down at a chair in the kitchen area. Evidently they were going to take turns, which was probably a good thing. The bedroom was spare to say the least. There was a bare mattress up on some crates, with some crates containing clothes, and not much else. The younger brother walked over and stood next to the bed, waiting motionless. I took that as meaning that I was going to have to initiate things. Which made sense if he was straight and just doing this for a payday. I nervously walked over to him and got on my knees. He looked down at me, expectantly. This is where my nerves went into overdrive and my stomach churned. This was it. The moment of truth, so to speak. Once I started this, there would be no turning back. I took a deep breath to try to steady myself as I made up my mind. My hand shook a bit with adrenaline and anxiety as I reached for the waistband of his shorts. I eased his shorts down over his slim hips. They dropped to the floor, and I was confronted by his flaccid, uncut penis. It was just as dark as the rest of him, with a good amount of foreskin hanging off the end. It was a nice-looking penis, but truth be told, I was kind of hoping for… bigger? I mean, I’d heard the stereotypes about black men and seen the porn videos, so I was ready to be confronted by an anaconda. Still, the dick looked pretty decent in it’s current state. I mean, it was thinner than I expected but hung down a decent amount and pointed to the ground. And the kid had a nice set of low hangers on him. Then I reminded myself that this dick would be the injector of a toxic load, and my own dick started to get hard- which kick started my desires. I leaned forward and took the younger Haitian’s dick into my mouth. He sucked in a sharp breath as my mouth enveloped him. The salty tang of his penis hit instantly as I started to suck and work my tongue around and in the foreskin. At first I was worried that the kid wouldn’t be able to perform. He kind of stayed soft for about a minute. But then, through my oral ministrations, his cock slowly but surely started to swell. And grow. And grow. And fucking GROW. It had been awhile since I’d sucked a dick hard from scratch so I kind of forgot about the concept of show-ers and grow-ers. Most guys I’d been having sex with were already fully boned when we got to the sucking and fucking part. But this one? I had the pleasure of feeling it grow to full size in my mouth, going from suckable to gag inducing by the time he was fully erect. And as for the stereotypes about the island BBC? I’m happy to say it was 100% true. When the kid was at full mast, it had to be over 8 inches. It was two handsworth of dick, plus the head. While maybe not as thick as Diego’s, it was close. I got my poppers out of my fanny pack and hit them in order to deepthroat him. I still gagged profusely as he was just too big for me to effectively manage. My hole was already twitching at the thought of taking this stud cock, and I may have said a silent prayer that my ass could handle it. I sucked the kid a few more minutes to be sure he was good and ready for the main event. Judging by the tangy precum he was leaking, he was pretty ready. He eventually tapped me twice on the back of my head, which I took as the sign he wanted to get in my ass. I stood up and shucked off my shorts and unclipped the fanny pack. I grabbed the lube and started fingering my hole to lube myself up for what was coming. Then I reached over and lubed up the younger Haitian’s cock liberally. He then nudged me toward the mattress, where I got on all fours for him. I hit the poppers again, and tried to relax. Thankfully the kid seemed to know he was bigger than average so he just worked my hole with the head of his dick for a bit. Feeling his raw, poz, black cock nudging into my pucker was making my body tremble with desire. I started to push my hips back to meet his shallow thrusts, and after a few more tries his head popped in me. “Oh!” I exclaimed as I felt his big ol dick start to slowly slide into me. I used my asshole to grip and grab in pulses around his shaft as he slid in. He let out a small moan as I did this. Pretty soon he was inside me most of the way, and I was feeling his head hit deep inside me. Deeper than any cock previously had gone, and it was bumping up against some barrier. There was discomfort as the head of his cock pushed to this point and didn’t seem like it would go further. The kid took this as his cue that he was all the way in, so he started backing out slowly before doing another slow thrust inside. The poppers were now working and my hole was starting to relax. And the warm rush was making me really get into the idea of what was happening. I kept thinking “Ohmigod ohmigod ohmigod! This guy is POZ poz. And inside me raw. And his precum is already coating my guts! This is really HAPPENING!” My dick was rock hard while getting fucked- even with the poppers. Normally I go fairly soft with a cock inside me, as I’m all about my ass when I’m getting railed. But everything about this scene had me cranked to eleven! To his credit, the first Haitian fucked me slow and steady. His tempo didn’t really waiver and I got into the rhythm with my asshole. Using my hole to tighten up occasionally, or relax to see which he liked better. He seemed to like the open hole (probably more like a pussy), so I gave in and let him fuck me loose. I kept hitting poppers and let my mind focus on the fact that I was taking some toxic BBC. It almost didn’t seem real- like I was in some kind of dream instead. Well, after another 10 or 15 minutes of pumping, the kid slowly started to increase the tempo of his thrusts. I was fully into the fuck at this point- my nerves a thing of the past. He also finally grabbed my hips and started pulling my ass back into him to meet his thrusts. His dick was hitting deep at his point, and it was kind of starting to hurt inside me where his head was hitting repeatedly. I just kept hitting poppers knowing what was coming. Literally. I started saying ‘Oh God! Oh God! Oh God!’ each time his cock rammed in. Then for the finale he did a rapid fire short stroking mostly at my hole. I gripped my hole around him to add a bit of friction, and that seemed to do the trick. With a loud moan, he shoved inside me, and it happened. I could feel his cock pulsing and twitching inside my ass as spurt after spurt of his toxic juice started shooting inside me. My brain basically short circuited at that point. “Oh… Oh my… Oh my god… oh fuck,” was about all I could muster as I felt him cumming in me. It’s like I couldn’t quite process it all. I mean, what the fuck had I just done? I willingly let some random, toxic, AIDS cock shoot cum up my ass. And like—it’s IN there now. There’s no going back. The AIDS virus is now definitely inside my guts. And I PAID for it! Holy FUCK I’m a sicko! When the kid stopped cumming, he slowly pulled out of my ass. I reached a finger back to my hole and felt around. Yup, I was wet. I brought the finger to my nose and sniffed. Oh Yeah. It was that unmistakable cum smell. I definitely had his load. My dick jumped and drooled precum onto the bare mattress. The younger brother grabbed his shorts and pulled them up quickly. And without another look at me, he walked out of the room. I stayed on all fours and waited for the next brother, my mind all ajumble. A few minutes later, I heard the older Haitian shuffle into the room. I heard his shorts hit the floor and then felt him grab me semi roughly to haul my head around to face his dick. He was standing next to the bed, hands on his hips, cigarette dangling from his lips, his uncut cock already semi-erect for me. Just from his initial demeanor, I could tell this was going to be a different fuck than the first brother. This Haitian I could tell had seen some shit. There were city miles on him, and up close he looked rougher. More worn out. More pissed off at the world. And the fact that he was already sort of hard let me know that this wasn’t his first gay fuck. I shifted around until I was seated on the edge of the bed. I glanced up at him and he looked down on me with… what was it? Disdain? Hatred? Both? I leaned forward and took him into my mouth. Almost instantly his hand went to the back of my head and he started fucking my mouth- his cock rapidly expanding. And just like his brother, he was hung too. Perhaps even a touch longer. Where the first brother had just a beautiful, straight, decently thick 8, this brother was longer. More than the two hands by a good inch. Slight curve to the right. A thinner cock overall, less foreskin, but a huge, purplish mushroom head with a big fucking piss slit (which I tongued the hell out of). The head of his dick was taut and shiny, the flare of the head incredibly rigid. I reached back and found my poppers and tried to inhale some while he used my mouth- it wasn’t easy but he paused just long enough that I got some inhaled. Thank god, because he was really going to town on my mouth now. His cock jamming into my throat and that fat fucking head was making me gag with every thrust. I never claimed to be a great cocksucker—way too much of a gag reflex. Even with poppers, unless the dick is curved appropriately and not too girthy, I can’t take it. So this Haitian’s massive prong was making me drool and gag and cough up a storm. I nearly vomited. I did my best to put my hands around his dick to mitigate the depth, but he was really having none of it. And by how hard he was, he was definitely enjoying playing ‘gag the fag’. I just held on as best I could and counted the seconds until I was on all fours again. Eventually he released his hold on my head and pushed my shoulder roughly to indicate that it was time. He spit on his fingers and crushed out his cigarette and dropped the butt on the floor. I didn’t think my ass needed any more lube, but I knew his dick did. I managed to find the lube bottle and get the entire length of his cock slicked up, adding more to the head. In the back of my mind I knew this was going to be a rougher fuck, and I hoped my ass could take it. I wasn’t quite ready for how rough. After lubing him up, I wiped my hand on the mattress and grabbed my poppers again. I didn’t even have time to hit them before his fat head was positioned at my hole. Unlike his brother, this one didn’t try to open me up slowly. He just used one hand to aim it, and the other to pull my hips back. Hard. I cried out as he shoved in roughly. Even with the lube and just having been fucked and loaded by his brother, it hurt like a motherfucker! My hole was NOT ready for the onslaught. I quickly huffed poppers as he buried himself in me. Thankfully they worked their magic, allowing me to relax a little for his dick. Just like his brother, he found the deep spot inside me where his head hit a barrier. But unlike his brother, he was undeterred by this. Using slow, short thrusts, he worked his massive head up against that spot again and again and again, and each impact created a dull ache inside me. Deep inside. But then he grabbed my hips firmly and started to push hard against that spot. “Push out,” he grunted in heavily accented English. I did as I was told, and suddenly his cock broke through the barrier with a pop. “Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuck,” I groaned. I’d never felt this before and it was like I ascended to a new level of bottoming. It hurt, but it was also really fucking amazing. I hit the poppers and let him work his dick at that spot for a minute, getting me nice and open. Then he pulled back out, and rammed in hard. This time, his cock went through that barrier, but oof. It hurt. Like being punched hard in the gut. He did this several more times. Each time it hurt and I would cry out with a small “Ahhhhgh!” as he popped in. Then the fucking began in earnest. This Haitian used my guts like his personal punching bag. He pulled mostly out and short stroked me and then would slam home again. And again. And again. Sometimes his dick would pop up inside me deep illiciting a deep moan from me, and sometimes it just punched that area cruelly, causing me to yelp with pain as I tried to scramble away. He kept his hands digging into my hips as he fucked. Eventually he started using all of my cunt—pulling his dick all the way out before punching it past my ring and deep into me. Each thrust inside me was making wet, schlorping noises in my guts, and I knew that it was from his brother’s load pushing around inside me. This made me rock hard to think about, as did the feeling of cum trickling down my balls as I was being ruined. This fuck violently swung from pleasure to pain and back again. Just when I was starting to relax and enjoy it, he’d stab into my guts and cause me to wince. I just kept telling myself ‘You wanted this. You fantasized about being raped and pozzed, and this is probably what it’s like. And every thrust massages that first toxic load into your ass walls, so just enjoy it.’ I gritted my teeth and held on- my dick amazingly still hard through it all. Just when I was about at my limit, this brother thankfully decided it was time for him to cum. He grabbed me roughly and ferociously thrust into me rapid fire and deep. His groin was slapping my ass and I was howling in pain every time his dick hit deep in me. A deep, guttural growl started emanating from the brother as his orgasm built, and then with one more savage thrust he cried out and started unloading. “OH FUCK OH FUCK OH FUCK!” I kept chanting over an over as his big knob pulsed out his charged DNA deep inside me. Deeper than any cum had ever been shot before. I hit more poppers to ride the wave of ecstasy as I was collecting my second, toxic BBC load. A few more rough thrusts as his orgasm subsided, and he yanked his still hard cock roughly from my ass. Cum spattered everywhere as that head pulled the cum out. He then spun me around again and had me clean him off with my mouth. Which I did, but not before looking back toward the door and seeing Emilio standing there, watching. Oh shit! Well, I guess the old gay man knew everything now. Once I’d cleaned the older brother effectively, he too pulled on his shorts, lit up another cigarette and walked out of the room, brushing past Emilio as he left. “Um… you saw that, huh?” I managed to say. “I heard your cries, and I thought I better come investigate to make sure you were ok. You really took his dick well, all things considered.” “I guess so. Hurt like a motherfucker- but I got what I wanted, I guess.” “You think you might be up for another dick?” he asked, rubbing his crotch salaciously. “Watching you boys sort of put me in the mood.” “What? I mean, you sure? I mean… you sure you want to go in me after them?” I ask him, trying to say it without saying ‘it’. “Oh, I don’t mind. Plus, I figure you’re nice and lubed and open now. Which you’re gonna need.” My guts hurt like the devil and my asshole was kind of on fire, but my dick was still hard and having two charged loads in me had my sex drive ratcheted up to maximum cum whore. So why not make this a trifecta. “You sure the brothers won’t mind?” I ask him. “Naw. I checked with the younger one first. And I already gave them their money, so they’re cool with it.” “Alrighty then. But you may have to go a bit easy on me- I’m a bit tender after that last one.” Emilio sauntered over while unfastening his shorts. I could already see the prodigious bulge in the front, going down one leg. As he stood in front of me, I tugged off his shorts and… Holy. Fuck. Biggest fuckin dick I’d ever seen in my life. Ok, maaaaybe some porn dick has been bigger, but I’m honestly not sure. He was mostly hard when I freed him from his shorts, and it sprang up and hit me in the chin. “Damn, Emilio- you are fucking BLESSED!” I said in awe. “Blessed… and cursed. This dick has gotten me into a lot of trouble over the years,” he confided. “I’d welcome that kind of trouble!” I said jealously. “Well- you’re going to be on the receiving end of some of it,” he chuckled. Unlike the Haitians, Emilio was circumsized. And also unlike the Haitians, he was packing about 10 inches. Definitely over 9. In stories later I’ll probably say it was a foot of black dick (which it wasn’t) but damn it was close. And once it got inside me it damn sure felt like a foot of dick. He also had a set of old man balls on him that years of gravity had tugged down to about mid-thigh. I started by sucking him, and he moaned appreciatively as I worked him. He just let me work him at my own pace, not trying to gag me or anything. He knew what a weapon he possessed and he was benevolent with it. Now, the sort of nice thing about Emilio was his dick had a slight downcurve to it. And while it was ridiculously long, it was just pretty much a normal thickness of dick, with a normal sized cock head on it. I remember thinking the head was pinker than I thought it would be. I decided I needed to try deepthroating him, so I got on my knees to get a better angle at it. I hit the poppers, and as the rush started, I aimed him down my throat. To my amazement (and his) I hilted him in my gullet- nose to wiry pubes. I worked my throat a little bit before gagging and disgorging him. He gave out a low whistle. “Damn! It’s been awhile since anyone’s done that to me,” he said. “I think I need this in my ass. Now,” I told him. He got on the bed and lay on his back. “My knees and back ain’t what they used to be. You’re gonna have to ride me,” he told me. And actually I was glad of this. Normally I love taking dick like a bitch in heat. Being on all fours makes it feel less like sex and more like fucking to me. Plus I can arch my back and hit poppers and sort of control things. But a close second is riding a dick. I can control the depth and angle, and the way the dick hits usually makes me super hard. So I was more than happy to squat on Emilio’s massive schlong. I lubed him up prodigiously, and straddled his groin. “Just you you know,” I told him as I positioned his head at my fuckpucker, “Once this goes in, you will own the title as ‘biggest cock I’ve ever taken’.” He laughed. “Kid, I’ve claimed that title so many times from so many others they’re gonna put it on my tombstone.” I hit the poppers once again, and slid him all the way inside in one motion. His dick got to that deep place inside me, and just blew right past it, lodging his head well up inside me. I exhaled and my ass was firmly all the way on his groin. “Record, achieved,” I smiled. And then I got to work. Now, the one thing about riding a dick is that you, as the bottom, are responsible for all the work. I mean, I was having to lift myself up and lower myself back down to work his massive meat. And that’s a lot of lifting and lowering because of his length. But the side benefit of him being so huge is that I was getting a massive long stroke and deep dicking. And unlike the last fuck, Emilio’s cock was just gliding past the tough spot inside me- by a couple inches. Which caused wave after wave of pleasure. Even though my legs and thighs were kind of burning, I was getting stroked on the inside like never before. “Mmmm, I can feel their loads inside you,” Emilio said, his eyes rolling back. “Feels so wet on my dick!” “You sure you don’t mind?” I asked again as I rode him, cum leaking out of my ass. “Because…” “Because they’re HIV positive?” he said. “You know?” I asked, pausing with his cock buried inside me. “Oh yeah. I’m the one that found them for you,” he said matter of factly. “What?” “Diego told me you wanted to get knocked up, so I asked around a bit and found the brothers for you. I hope one of their loads takes and you go home with a nice, dirty Haitian baby.” “Fuuuuuuuuuuck,” I moaned. He knew just what to say. “And you’re not worried about going after them?” “Naw, I’m poz too. It’s all good.” “You are??” I asked, my pulse racing. “Like I said, my dick got me into a lot of trouble in my younger days. I was hooking and fucked LOTS of people. Guys and girls. And I never liked condoms cuz they make me go limp. You can only play with fire for so long before something happens.” “FUCK that’s hot!” I exclaim. “Does Diego know?” “Who the hell do you think pozzed him?” This made my dick so hard and I started bouncing up and down on Emilio again like the fucking Pixar lamp. His cum slick dick was gliding in and out so well and the curve was hitting so good inside that it was starting to build me to another hand’s free orgasm. “Do you still escort?” I asked him as I rode him. “Not as much as I did, but yeah. Sometimes swingers show up on the cruises and do the whole ‘upside down pineapple’ thing. And then Diego will float the idea that he knows a well-endowed guy. You would not believe the number of husbands that think they want to watch their wives get fucked by some Big Black Island Cock.” “Oh my god!” I groan. “That is so goddamn HOT! They let you cum in their wives??” “Like the cucks have a choice. Most of the time they go in with the idea it will be hot watching. But then the men see how big I am and how much their wives are getting off on it, and they realize they’ll never be enough again. And they’ll get mad when their bitches are begging for my load. I’ve had a couple guys cry after I flooded their wife’s cunts. One guy punched me after- but then ate my load out of her.” “Do you tell them you’re poz?” “Nope,” he says with an evil grin. “Oh fuuuuuck,” I manage as I start riding him with gusto. I can feel Emilio inside me and he’s rock hard. I am working him with every inch of my ass and I’m trying to squeeze and work my hole on this prong. “I’m getting close to nutting,” I gasp. “I need you to charge me up. Please.” “Keep going, kid. I’m so close,” he moans. I redouble my efforts and I feel my own orgasm starting to boil. My nuts are tightening up and I have that familiar tension peaking in my abdomen. “Oh God, I’m gonna bust!” I cry, just as my load starts rocketing from me. The first volley hits Emilio right in the face. This, along with my anal spasms pushes him right over the edge. He grabs my hips and buries his bone as deep as he can inside me as I continue to empty my balls. As he starts to cum, I think I can see god. The feeling of that much dick launching yet another poz load in me has me out of my mind with pleasure. I’m speaking in tongues. My vision actually fuzzes out a bit- probably from the vigorous leg work to get him off and also from the heavy hits of poppers. Eventually I sort of come back to myself and I’m leaning over him, smiling. “Jesus Christ that was incredible!” I tell Emilio. “That’s what they all say, kiddo,” he smirks. “Well, if that doesn’t get me pregnant, I don’t know what will.” “It might. I’m not exactly undetectable. Just ask Diego. And you got a week’s worth somewhere just south of your spleen.” I laughed. “He wants me to give him details when I get back to the ship. You ok with me sharing everything?” “Oh sure. He contacted me because he thought I might be up for pozzing you up. But I wasn’t really feeling up for the challenge, until I saw Eduardo beating up your guts. That turned me on something fierce.” I lifted myself off Emilio. The long pullout of his massive rod was delicious. I made sure to tighten up my hole as best I could in order to keep all that cum inside me. We each got dressed and made our exit from the brother’s place. The older brother was nowhere to be seen, but the younger one smiled shyly and nodded in thanks as we left. We hopped back in Emilio’s car and headed back to port. Once onboard the ship, I found Diego and told him that I had ‘loads’ to tell him about. He smirked and said he was happy everything worked out and that he’s stop by later. I was still full of all that charged semen when Diego put his load into me after hearing all of the sordid details of my Island adventure. The remaining couple days on the cruise passed uneventfully, with one parting fuck from Diego. And then I was off and winging my way back to the middle of nowhere, USA. Diego gave me his cell number and asked for me to keep him posted if I got pregnant. Well, about a week or so after I got back, I came down with a nasty case of ‘the flu’. When I finally returned to the office, Karen swung by my cube and doted on me a little. “I’m so sorry you got sick. You must have picked up a bug on that cruise,” she said all concerned. “Yeah, I hear those ships can be floating petri dishes. But I still had loads of fun, especially in the Dominican Republic,” I assured her.

The ONLY time I ever ask/tell a Man to pull out before loading my loose, sloppy, faggot cunt, is when I KNOW that He's either A) into stealthing guys, or B), when I know that he's into the idea of breeding sluts that are hesitant to take loads, and He's past the point of no return, and that's when I either wrap my legs around him, or hold onto him, so He CAN'T pull out in time! All other times, I'm BEGGING for a stranger's cum in me!

Part 3... Jack, Chet, and Sam had all fucked my boy over and over before someone suggested we watch the sunset from a private nude beach a few miles away, owned by another of Jack's friends. We pulled on our suits, just for the car ride, grabbed some towels, and piled into Jack's SUV. Jack drove, and my boy sat next to him in the front seat. That left me, Chet, and Sam in the backseat, me squeezed between the two POZ studs. Both of them rested their hands on my thighs as we drove down the bumpy beach road. The vibrations were getting me hard and there was no way I was the only one. I was fully stiff with a wet spot on my shorts by the time we arrived at a closed rustic gate between the dunes. Sam got out and opened the gate and closed it after we'd driven through. We drove a ways further before finally reaching the beach. We stripped, went for a dip and played in the surf for a while. We sat out towels out and made a camp fire as the sun begin to set. It was gorgeous. We talked for a while as the sun went down. The guys reminisced about their college days in San Francisco. They had all fucked around and were shocked to have made it through school without catching anything and celebrated with their tattoos. Jack had gotten married and never explained the tatt to his wife. Chet told us how a boyfriend of his had pozzed him. Chet's boyfriend had been cheating on him bare in the mid-80s in New York and caught the bug then, but didn't know it. After they broke up for other reasons, Chet passed it to Sam without knowing he was POZ. They changed their tatts together some time later. The whole time they were talking, I could tell my boy was turned on. We went for one last dip and the guys took turns making out with my boy in the water. I'm sure all of them slipped their cocks inside him at least once before heading back to the sand. The fire started to die down and the chill in the air told us it was time to head back to Jack's house. My boy was sleepy, no wonder after his long hard afternoon of ass-ramming slutty fun. Still nude, we put fresh dry towels on the car seats, and climbed in. We piled into the car and he took the front seat again, leaning over with his head on Jack's shoulder. I squeezed in between Chet and Sam, their cocks lying on their furry legs. My boy had fallen asleep on Jack's shoulder and was leaning sideways taking up most of the font of the SUV. As we were approaching the dunes, a tanned stud of a boy, not older than his early 20s appeared beside the gate, opened it, and waves us through. Jack rolled down his window and leaned out to kiss him full on the mouth. This guy was beautiful, like a chiseled wholesome all-American Abercrombie model, but way he kissed Jack made me think he had a dirty side. Innocent looks are ALWAYS deceiving. 'Looks like another hunk to fuck my boy,' I thought, wondering if he might be POZ too, who he was, and how he knew Jack. Jack told him to climb on in. “Meet Kevin, guys. He'll be joining us for dinner... and maybe for dessert too... Make some room, back there.” Kevin was clothed, wearing tatty beach-bum board shorts and a tight t-shirt stretched across his bulging pecs, his hard nipples pressing against the cloth. He didn't seem to mind at all that we were all naked. We all squeezed over as Kevin scooched into the truck, but there just wasn't room. Chet hoisted me onto his lap as Kevin got in. I instantly felt Chet's cock springing to life, nestled between my ass cheeks. Kevin didn't say anything, but smiled. As we trundled down the bumpy beach road, I could feel Chet getting harder and harder. I'm sure the road was having the same effect on everyone but it was quiet in the truck as we drove along. After a few minutes, Chet was now fully hard and I could feel my ass getting sticky with his toxic precum. Both Sam and Kevin were looking out the windows, Jack was driving, and my boy was still passed out. I wriggled around on Chet's dick, as if inviting him to make the next move. He whispered into my ear, his hot breath driving me wild. “You want some of my POZ babies too?” I answered by reaching back and stroking his cock. Whenever I'm asked, I tell people I'm 95% top, but tonight my bottom side was definitely turned on. I had felt pangs of jealousy earlier watching my boy take one POZ cock after another, and I was slowly realizing I wanted some for myself. I raised myself up, as the bumpy road helped Chet's aim. One rumble and the head of his cock poked into my tight hole. I quietly gasped with the surge of sudden pain, and Jack looked back at me in the rearview mirror. I'm sure he knew what was going on, but the still-silent Kevin and Sam didn't seem to notice a thing. We rumbled along as I lowered myself slowly, inch by inch, taking more and more of Chet's cock. After what seemed like an eternity, he was fully inside of me, his balls at my ass. The feeling of fullness made me whimper. I gulped for air as the road did it's own work. Chet's breath picked up pace and he was no longer content to just be in me. With each bump, he thrust his hips forward and drove even deeper into me. He picked up his pace and I knew he would soon cum. If I didn't want to take my first POZ load, I needed to pull off now. I couldn't resist staying on his cock, and Chet couldn't resist staying quiet any longer. By now, everyone in the car, except my sleeping boy, knew what was happening. “You gonna take my load, you fucking slut? You gonna let me breed your slutty hole?” “Umm hmmm... Breed me. Breed me NOW!” That woke my boy up. He sat upright and turned around. We locked eyes as Chet fired off deep inside me, pulling my hips down onto his cock and filling me with his poison seed. Chet caught his breath as the car slowed down. We were nearing the house. Chet's cock slacked a bit and he slipped out of my cummy hole. Sam reached over and fingered me. “Looks like now we'll have two bottoms for the weekend. And two POZ cocks to fill them!” Kevin spoke for the first time, saying simply, “Three.” I wondered if he meant bottoms or POZ cocks. To be continued...

So hot 💧

(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.

My buddy and I are coming in town next Wed. I thought I'd try to meet some new friends ahead of time. We are two different types of bottom. One stocky built and the other one is athletic. Looking for tops to come put some icing on our cake then take us to poundtown.

I went to my first horse market styled sex party yesterday and it wasn't that bad. Due to the extreme heat it was pushed back later and ran short but at least I got blind fucked though I only hung around for about 2 hours at the event and ended up cruising the tower maze for a while. Ended up busting at a gloryhole. Drove almost 3 hours in the hot Georgia heat to check out this event being hosted in Augusta, GA at a gay hotel. I asked a week ago what sex furniture do you prefer to get fucked on and many said the sling. I didn't get to use a sling. I did however got to top some bottoms on them and I see why slings are more preferred. The event only had slings, tables and a few box stands for mounting. They had more bottoms than tops and volunteers there which I figured at $175/ticket for bottoms the event made good profits but they probably had a lot of no shows due to extreme temps. The event got pushed back an hour. All the bottoms were blindfolded and assumed a mounting position as tops went around plugging holes. I had poppers on me but I accidentally knocked mine over slipping on the table. Even with the sun down it was still a sweaty party. By the time I called it quits as a bottom and joined in on the fucking half the tops and bottoms were gone. I figured there had to be about 50+ guys at the event. The two story maze felt like a smaller version of the Atlanta sex club with less lighting and smaller spaces. before the event I did get ass and throat fucked on a suspended table. Would I go again? Probably. If it were at a cooler time. All in all I had a good time.

Kit Connor also very sexy

Part 2 Kevin woke up the next morning when the light in his room came on. He had had a very bad night. The events had been running through his head all night. There was a knock on his door and the instructor came in. He had brought a jockstrap, shorts, and a wife beater. I2: Good morning, Kevin. Put these on and then follow me to breakfast. Kevin looked at the jockstrap and wondered why he had to wear it. He couldn't wear underwear either. But to avoid making a scene, he put on the clothes and followed the instructor to breakfast. Again, they walked through several corridors until they arrived at a dining hall. Kevin saw Zack already sitting at the table with a tray in front of him filled with a big breakfast. K: Good morning, Zack, I guess. Z: Good morning to you too. Yeah, that's right, I'm Zack. You must be Kevin. The others arrived too, and the instructors brought each of them a tray with their breakfast. They got to know each other a little better over breakfast, but they didn't talk about what had happened to them the previous day, probably out of embarrassment or fear that they would be shocked again. Because each of them had a similar collar around their neck. Kevin wanted to ask about it anyway. K: Is anyone bothered by their new necklace? The others looked at each other and before they could say anything, they were interrupted by the instructors who came to collect their trays. I: Go to your instructor and he will give you your vitamins for today. Kevin wasn't exactly the brightest, but he could make the connection here. Everyone had to take vitamins, and most likely the same ones. He went to his instructor, who had a cup of liquid, two pills, and a bottle waiting for him. The instructor opened the bottle and poured it into the liquid. I2: The test also showed that you needed something extra, that is why you have the bottle. Kevin took the pills and at first thought he would not swallow them, but on the other side of the room he heard the instructor ask Zack to open his mouth and shortly after that Zack hit the floor. He saw Tommy try to help and how he also got a shock and hit the floor. Kevin knew immediately that resistance was futile and that he had no choice but to take the pills and drink the liquid. After showing his empty mouth to his instructor, he was taken to his room. Zack was also in his room, still recovering from the shock he had just received, and he too had been instructed to take a shower. But Zack did not want to do this; he resisted what the instructors asked of him. Even though the day before he had also been on his knees, sucking off the chief and swallowing his cum. During the night, Zack had decided that he would not participate in this game and allow himself to be used and transformed into a cum-sucking guy. He had not applied for this. His instructor had just entered, looked at him, and Zack was shocked again. I 3: You didn't do what you were asked to do, Zack. You need to obey better if you want to keep working here. I don't want to do that at all, Zack thought to himself. But if he wanted to escape, he would have to make sure he didn't get too many more shocks like that because they were exhausting him. Zack also began to feel the effects of the pills and the drink he had been forced to take right after breakfast. He had tried to deceive his instructor, but his instructor saw right through him. I 3: Follow me, Zack. Zack against his will got up and followed his instructor, and with every step he took, he felt less and less control over his thoughts and began to float more and more. When he sat down on the chair in the room, he was completely in the grip of the G, and the Viagra gave him a huge hard-on. Zack looked at the screen in front of him and a porn movie started playing. Zack tried to resist, but his inhibitions were completely gone due to the chemicals coursing through his body. When the master chef entered the room, Zack knew what time it was. He would be forced to perform sexual acts with a man, and that was something he did not want. J: Get down on all fours, boy. Zack refused and remained seated in his chair. J: Get down on all fours, boy, and obey. Zack refused again. Master Chef pulled Zack by his hair and dragged him from his chair. Zack wanted to break free from Master Chef's grip, but Zack no longer had the strength or clarity to do so. J: I love breaking guys like you, boy. They all think they can fight their true nature. But when we're done with them, they're all grateful to us for letting them know their true nature. Z: Over my dead body. J: Hahaha, we'll see, boy. Suddenly, everything went black before Zack's eyes because he had just been hit hard with a fist. I 2: Take a shower, Kevin, and I'll come get you in 15 minutes. Kevin took off his clothes, got in the shower, and washed himself. Meanwhile, all kinds of thoughts were running through his head. He wanted to get out of there, but didn't know how to go about it. But Kevin didn't have much time to think about it because the instructor was back in his room while he was still in the shower. I 2: Time to go, Kevin. Kevin turned off the tap, dried himself off, and wanted to put his clothes back on. I 2: Just put on the jockstrap and follow me. Kevin's stomach churned; he could already guess what was going to happen. But he had no choice but to put on the jockstrap and follow the instructor. They walked back through a few corridors and as they walked, Kevin felt light-headed again and felt his cock start to swell and his stiffening cock start to pop out of his jockstrap. He wanted to tuck his cock a little better into the small jockstrap, but the instructor opened a door to a room and Kevin had to go inside, which came at the ideal moment because his head was spinning, he was getting extremely hot, and he was having trouble standing on his legs. He had to sit down on a chair in the almost empty room. Behind him was a curtain and in front of him was a large flat-screen TV. The instructor left the room, and as soon as the door closed, the TV started playing. It was a straight porn movie that started playing. Since Kevin sat down on the chair, he felt himself sinking deeper and deeper, and the movie he saw playing on the TV made him hornier and hornier. His dick was now completely stiff, and he started playing with it. It took a while, and without him noticing, the straight porn had suddenly turned into a gay porn movie, and he was still jerking off. Kevin was completely absorbed in the movie and had no idea what was going on around him. He didn't notice that a new chief had entered the room. The new chief took advantage of the moment to get some things ready, and when he was ready to take care of Kevin, he stopped the movie. Kevin looked around in a daze and saw a naked, muscular man with a big fat dick and a ski mask on. 😄 Call me chief, understood. Kevin nodded, he couldn't say much because the dose of G he had received today was larger than the previous one, as you could see from his reaction. The chief pulled Kevin upright and Kevin had trouble staying on his feet. He felt the chief caress his body with his hands, which turned Kevin on even more. The chief grabbed Kevin's head and looked deep into his flying saucers. 😄 Do you like that, boy? Do you like it when the chief strokes your body? Kevin wanted to resist, but he couldn't deny that he was enjoying it, so he bit his lower lip and nodded. The chief pulled his hair. 😄 Where are your manners, boy? K: Yes, chief, I like it a lot and it makes me horny. 😄 I thought so, slut. 😄 do you smoke, boy? Kevin had smoked a joint once or twice during his student days, but he was not a heavy smoker or user of narcotics. K: I've done it before, chief. 😄 Good. Do you know this? The chief held a glass pipe in front of Kevin's eyes. K: Yes, chief, but I've never used it. 😄 That's okay, boy. I'll teach you. The chief pushed the filled pipe against Kevin's lips and began to melt the crystals. 😄 Watch carefully, kid. When the bowl is filled with white vapor, you inhale it slowly and deeply into your lungs. You inhale the vapor for as long as you can and then hold it in for as long as you can. Then you exhale it. Understood? K: Yes, chief. Kevin was still flying high, but he didn't know what to expect. What would that smoke do to him? But he had no choice but to obey, because he was already so high that the boss could overpower him immediately, and even if he could overpower the boss, he still had that damn collar around his neck. The smoke began to form in the pipe, and the boss gave the signal for Kevin to start inhaling the fumes. Kevin felt the fumes enter his lungs and how it made him feel warmer inside. He held the fumes in as long as he could and then blew a thick white cloud into the room. 😄 Good boy, now a few more times. Kevin did as he was asked, and with each inhalation, he felt more energy entering his body, he felt warmer inside, and he felt even more like wanting sex. The dirty thoughts clouded his already corrupted mind, and Kevin found it extremely difficult not to give in to the animalistic urges that were the result of the smoke he had inhaled. 😄 That's it, boy. Now you're nice and horny, aren't you? Although Kevin actually wanted to lie and say no, his mind and body did the opposite. K: Hmmm, yes, chief. Ahhhhhh. Hmmmmm. I'm so fucking horny. Boss grabbed Kevin's head and started kissing him. Kevin, who was tripping hard, kissed him back passionately. Kevin was now completely lost, and when chief broke the kiss and pushed him down, he didn't need any more explanation. He licked his way down, licking the chief's nipples, and when the chief pushed him even deeper, Kevin smelled the chief's cock and his mouth filled with saliva because the smell made him crave the chief's fat cock. His lips touched the chief's pubic hair and then the foreskin of the chief's cock. 😄 You're doing well, boy. Show me how much you want to suck the chief's cock. Kevin opened his mouth without any trouble and felt a kind of relief when the glans slid past his lips and over his tongue. Kevin got down on his knees and took chief's entire cock into his mouth. He felt it get stiffer in his mouth and also felt the first drops of precum fall on his tongue. Kevin was completely lost. He surrendered himself completely to his animal urges and began to suck chief's cock with great abandon. 😄 Not bad, boy. You will indeed be a good addition to the team. The chef pulled his cock out of Kevin's mouth, leaving him disappointed. 😄 On all fours, boy. Kevin got down on all fours and felt the boss's hands on his ass. Normally, he would have been shocked and tried to defend himself. But after that master chief had fingered him yesterday and he was so horny, he let the chief do his thing and even started to enjoy the touches he was getting. The chief squeezed his ass and gave him a few playful slaps. Kevin began to moan softly, wanting to make it clear to the chief that he wanted more. 😄 Hmmmm. I see this ass wants more, boy. Do you want more, boy? Kevin moaned and nodded. 😄 I can't hear you, boy. K: Yes, chief. I want more. I need more. Kevin was deeply shocked by his answer and didn't really want this, but his body and mind had decided otherwise. 😄 I like to hear that, boy, and I'll make sure all your needs are met. Boss took a crystal and pushed it against Kevin's sphincter. Kevin felt the finger pushing against his sphincter and began to moan. B: Open your pussy, boy, and let that finger slide in. Kevin relaxed and pushed his sphincter out like a pro so that the finger and Miss Tina could slide in. Not long after, Kevin felt his ass start to burn again and a desire well up that he couldn't control or suppress. He started to whimper and had to let out the desire to have something in his ass. K: Something thicker, chief. I want something thicker in my ass. 😄 Is that so, boy? What did you have in mind? K: Just something thicker, chief, it doesn't matter. This feeling is unbearable. The chief opened the curtain and, miraculously, there was a fucking machine with a narrow dildo. The chief placed it at the height of Kevin's ass. Kevin felt a narrow rubber stick pushing against his sphincter. He knew what was about to happen and didn't care that he was about to be fucked by a dildo. If it would satisfy the desire and nagging in his ass, he could live with that. The boss poured some lubricant on his pussy and over the dildo. He pushed the poppers under Kevin's nose, and Kevin knew what to do. He sniffed the bottle several times through each nostril and felt an extra layer of horniness wash over him. His pussy relaxed and he heard the machine start up. He felt the dildo pressing against his tense sphincter. The Chief pulled the jaws of his ass open so that Kevin's sphincter also opened up a little more, and so the dildo drilled its way into Kevin's virgin pussy. Kevin felt a sharp pain at first when the dildo shot in, but it quickly disappeared and gave way to a new kind of pleasure that Kevin had never experienced before. It was much better than anything he had ever experienced. Kevin began to moan in time with the rhythm of the machine and felt the dildo drilling its way deeper and deeper inside him. 😄 Yes, boy, surrender your pussy completely and let it be opened up nicely so that you can get a real cock inside later. Kevin didn't hear what chief said, he was in his own world and was completely at one with his pussy, which was transmitting all the pleasure signals throughout his body. The chief pushed the machine forward a little more so that the dildo disappeared completely into Kevin's pussy every time he pushed forward and also set it to a faster speed. Then he put a chair in front of Kevin and sat down on it. Kevin smelled the chief's fragrant cock and the chief didn't even have to give any more commands. Kevin opened his mouth and greedily took the cock into his mouth and began to suck eagerly. 😄 Good boy, as a reward for your efforts, I'll let it run a little faster. The chief turned the machine up another notch and Kevin began to moan even more intensely from the pleasure this caused. Pre-cum began to drip from his own cock, falling in strings onto the floor. The chief saw that. 😄 Is it so nice, boy, that your cock is starting to leak spontaneously? K: Oh yes, Chief. This is so nice. Oh fuck. The Chief grabbed Kevin's head and pushed it onto his cock. 😄 Less talking, boy, and more sucking, boy. Dylan was also sitting on the chair waiting for his instructor to come in, but Dylan had been struggling with his feelings his whole life, and what he had experienced yesterday had opened his eyes. This was what he had been missing his whole life. When his instructor came in, Dylan spontaneously got down on his knees and begged to suck his instructor's cock. 😧 I want your fat cock and your cum, chief. Yesterday, I realized that this is what I've been looking for my whole life. I'm only here to serve real men. The chief looked at his student with a big grin. Sometimes they got a student who didn't need to be transformed but was by nature ready for use. C 2: I like to hear that, boy. Are you the whore we're looking for to pleasure our men when they come back from their hard work? 😧 Yes, sir. I still have a lot to learn because I have no experience, but this is really what I want. C 2: Stand up straight, whore, so I can inspect you. Dylan stood up straight and looked him over carefully. C 2: That hair on your chest and around your dick has to go, boy. A real slut is shaved bald, and you don't have a man's body. But that's okay because some of our men prefer feminine types to masculine ones. C 2: We're going to turn you into a sissy, boy. Then you can walk around in feminine panties and a skirt and wear some makeup. That wasn't really what Dylan had hoped for, but he didn't want to disappoint his instructor, so he nodded. C 2: Good answer, boy. Let's choose a new name for you. How about Daisy? Dylan nodded again. C 2: Good girl, Daisy. First, we'll shave you and give you your new look. 😧 Thank you, chief. Dylan felt himself getting hornier when the chief started shaving his hair and then put some lip gloss on his lips. C 2: We'll adjust your vitamins a bit so that later you'll start to feel more like a sissy. But now you can sit on all fours, Daisy, so I can break in your pussy. Dylan proudly sat on all fours and felt the chef push a crystal into his pussy and pour some lubricant on it. Then he felt the chef push his stiff cock against his tense sphincter and how the chef wanted to push his cock inside. Dylan started moaning in pain. Because even though his pussy was on fire and begging to be filled, his pussy had never been fucked before and it felt like it was going to tear. The chef saw the fear and pain in Dylan's body and didn't want to abuse his willing slut. C 2 We'll have to train your pussy gradually, sweetheart. 😧 Thank you, chief, I want so badly to be able to pleasure your cock with my pussy, but I'm afraid I'm not ready yet. The chef secured a narrow dildo to a table leg with a suction cup and Daisy had to fuck herself with that dildo. Daisy eagerly sat down and carefully pushed her ass back so that the top of the dildo pushed against her virgin ass. The chef guided the dildo a little so that it went smoothly, and without much effort, the thin dildo slid into Daisy's ass. The chef also stood in front of her, and Daisy began to suck the chef's cock with abandon. Until he came in her mouth. The chef pulled Daisy up and kissed her. C 2: Well done, girl. From now on, we will address you as girl or Daisy, understood? Your instructor will take you later so we can give you your new look and you will also get appropriate clothes so you can feel better about yourself and develop your new self. D : Thank you, chief. C 2: But you'll have to learn how to rinse, sweetheart, because look at what you left on your dildo. This is not acceptable, sweetheart. Daisy looked at the dildo and saw that there were brown residues on it, and she felt ashamed. 😧 Sorry, chief, I'll learn how to rinse. C 2: I'm sure you will, sweetie. I'll have the instructor give you some instructions so your pussy is always clean. The boss took out an ecstasy tablet. C 2: Here's another candy for you, because you did so well. The boss put it on his tongue and Daisy kissed the boss so she could swallow the ecstasy tablet. C 2: I'll also ask the chief to put some toys in your room so you can train your pussy yourself, is that okay, sweetie? 😧 Oh yeah, thank you, chief, then I can make sure my pussy is ready to be fucked next time. C 2: I hope so, honey. C 2: Oh yeah, and before I forget, you won't need your dick anymore, honey. We'll teach you how to enjoy yourself with your mouth and your pussy. The chief took out a penis cage and put it around Daisy's limp dick. Daisy looked at her imprisoned dick and it felt like it should be. C 2: That looks beautiful, baby. The boss and Daisy hugged and kissed each other some more, and then the boss left and the instructor came to get her for her metamorphosis. Kevin was still sucking his boss's cock and he felt that the end was approaching. Because the boss grabbed his head firmly and pushed him all the way forward. Kevin was still flying high and he couldn't deny that the dildo in his ass felt good. He was still torn because on the one hand he was convinced he was straight. But on the other hand, he enjoyed feeling a dick slide into his ass and found sucking dick and swallowing cum more enjoyable than he could ever have imagined. Kevin tasted how his mouth was being filled with the delicious cream that came out of the chef's cock. When the chief pulled his cock out of his mouth, he asked Kevin to open his mouth and show that he had swallowed his cum nicely. Kevin proudly opened his mouth and the chief saw that not a drop had been lost and that Kevin had swallowed everything nicely. The chief stopped the fucking machine and helped Kevin, who was still unsteady on his legs, to his feet. The chief kissed Kevin. 😄 You did well, boy. The chief felt Kevin's sphincter with his finger and felt that it had already loosened up a bit. 😄 Your ass is opening up nicely, boy. Before you know it, you'll be able to ride a fat cock and let your true self go completely wild. The chief looked at his finger and at the dildo of the fucking machine, and there was dirt on Kevin's too. 😄 You'll have to rinse yourself, boy. You don't want to get fucked with a dirty pussy, understand? Kevin felt shame rising and although he was still torn, he felt that he had to continue to undergo and explore this new experience to see if he was not different from what he thought. K: Sorry, chief. But I don't know how to do that. 😄 I'll tell your instructor to give you a instruction manual. K: Thank you, chief. 😄 That hair around your dick and on your ass has to go too, boy. Luckily you don't have any chest hair, otherwise that would have to go too. K: Okay, chief. 😄 I'll also tell your instructor to put some toys in your room so you can train your ass yourself. K: Thank you, boss. 😄 I have a reward for you, boy, because you did so well. The chief put also a ecstasy tablet on his tongue, gave Kevin another kiss, and then disappeared from the room. Zack woke up after the blow he had received. He had quite a headache and was lying on a kind of doctor's table, his legs in two stirrups. The kind of stirrups you find at a gynecologist's office. He wanted to pull his legs out and stand up to walk away, but he couldn't. His legs and body were strapped to the table. The G had completely worn off and he was completely sober. Then the master chef came back into the room. J: Ah, I see our rebel is awake again. Did you sleep well, sweetheart? Z: Don't call me sweetheart and untie me and let me go. J: Hahahaha, sure, we won't untie you, sweetie. You signed a contract and gave us permission to shape your body and mind however we want. J: So you have no choice but to submit and surrender completely to what we desire from you and how we envision your future life. Zack started screaming and shaking wildly on the table. Master Chef took out a remote control and pressed a button, giving Zack a slight shock Zack stopped shouting and lashing out for a moment and looked at the master chef with an angry gaze. J: That's better, boy. Hopefully we understand each other a little better now. The master chief slid his hands over Zack's naked body and played with his nipples for a moment. Zack still looked furious, but he knew that if he did anything, he would get a shock, so he held back his anger for the time being. J: Good boy. You'll learn your place. This is what we love to do. Show a rebellious boy his true nature, break him, and teach him his place. Zack couldn't control himself anymore and spat in the master chef's face. The master chief wiped the saliva from his face and licked it up. J: Hahaha. The master chief grabbed Zack's limp cock and squeezed his cock and balls hard, so hard that Zack screamed in pain. J: Let's behave ourselves, boy. Because I can hurt you in many ways. And give you pain you never thought existed. Zack wanted to shout no, but he couldn't control the pain anymore and surrendered. Master chief had won this round. Z: Yes, I'll behave myself. J: Yes, who? Z: Yes, master chief. J: That's better, you see, it's not that difficult. Master Chef stopped squeezing and Zack was able to catch his breath for a moment. Master Chef took a stand with a dildo attached to it and placed it in front of Zack's mouth, who turned his head away. Then he sat down on Zack's ass, which was easily accessible because his legs were in the stirrups. Zack felt his ass being lubricated and knew what was coming. Master Chef took a reasonably thick dildo and placed it against Zack's tense sphincter. J: Look, boy, either you cooperate and we'll make sure your transformation goes smoothly and painlessly, or you resist and we'll do it the hard way. That means without stimulation, narcotics, and with brute force. J: The choice is yours, but to give you a taste of brute force, I'll let you feel what awaits you if you don't want to cooperate. But know that the outcome will be the same, you will do what we want and desire from you. You can lie tied up for the rest of your life and be used so hard without enjoying it, or you can surrender and learn to enjoy it. J: Personally, I hope you don't surrender, because there are some men who get a kick out of causing you a lot of pain. So it's up to you, understand? Z: Fuck you. I'll never surrender. Master chief began to grin. J: As you wish, boy, we'll see how long you can hold out. Master Chef mercilessly pushed the dildo against the sphincter and felt the resistance it offered, but the sphincter was no match for the force Master Chef used, and the dildo shot through the first barrier and into Zack's ass. Zack started screaming in pain. Z: Stop, stop, fuck, that hurts. J: I'll only stop when you surrender. Master Chef showed no mercy and pushed the dildo all the way into Zack's ass, then pulled it out and rammed it back in without mercy. Zack couldn't take the pain anymore and begged him to stop. But Master Chef showed no mercy. Z: Tell me what to do to make you stop. J: Are you giving up already? Master Chef pulled the dildo out of Zack's gaping asshole. Blood and shit residue hung from the dildo. Master Chef looked at the dildo and then at Zack. J: I could be a bastard and force you to lick this dildo clean, but I'll give you a real chance to prove yourself. J: Start sucking the dildo in front of you and show me that you're eager to do it. Zack was completely exhausted from the pain he had just experienced, and although he was disgusted by the thought, he opened his mouth, straightened up as far as he could, and sucked on the dildo. Fortunately, he thought, it was a dildo and not the real thing. Master Chef cleaned the dildo in his hand, but was not impressed with what Zack was doing and pushed the clean dildo back into Zack's gaping hole with force. Zack cried out again and tried to suck on the dildo with a little more abandon. Master Chef saw the effort Zack was making and began to work Zack's pussy with the dildo a little more gently. But he could still see that Zack was struggling and had a hard time biting back the pain. J: I can give you something, boy, so you won't feel any more pain. Do you want that? Master Chef saw that Zack was torn. He saw that he was still furious and didn't want to give in to his situation, but he also saw that he didn't want to feel any more pain and wanted to say yes to the proposal. J: Okay then, if you don't want help, we'll move on. Z: Wait. Wait. What do I have to do to make this stop? Master chief stood up and Zack saw master chief's fat stiff cock and tears welled up in his eyes. J: Suck my cock and let me feel that you want to please me and I will reward you so that you no longer feel pain and your true self can come out. Zack started to cry, and Master Chief came to stand next to him. Zack saw the stiff cock in front of his mouth and turned his head away. J: Okay, as you wish. Master Chief was just about to withdraw to continue working on Zack. Z: Wait, I'll do it. Give me a moment. J: Okay, boy, but I don't have all day. I still have a few sluts to train. Zack opened his mouth and unwillingly took the glans into his mouth. J: Good boy. But I warn you, dare to bite or hurt my cock and you'll regret it. Zack saw the remote control in Master Chef's hands and knew he shouldn't try anything. He took another calm, deep breath and then placed his lips on Master Chef's shaft. J: Hmmm, yes, that's it, boy, spoil Master Chief's cock now and I'll reward you. Zack started sucking Master Chef's cock, tears running down his cheeks. Master Chef grinned, knowing it wouldn't be long before he broke this wild stallion's spirit. Master Chef let his recruit suck his cock for a while and saw that he was behaving himself. J: You still have a lot to learn, boy, but let's say you've earned your reward. Master Chef pulled his cock out of Zack's mouth, who was now trying to catch his breath. He saw Master Chef walk over to a table and pick up a few things. Master Chef stood next to him and Zack saw Master Chef put a tourniquet around his arm and rub his arm with an alcohol wipe. At first, Zack didn't quite understand what was happening, but when he saw the syringe, he immediately understood. Z: No, I don't want that. No, stop this. Zack started thrashing wildly on the bed again, but he hadn't counted on the master chef. The master chef pressed the button on his remote control and Zack was brought back to order by the shock. The master chief looked for another one and found a nice thick shiny vein. J: Now lie still, boy, or you'll find out what it means to be in pain. Zack gritted his teeth and watched as Master Chief stuck the needle into his body. He saw some blood enter the syringe and then looked at Master Chef. Z: Please don't do it. I don't want this. J: Be quiet, boy. This is your reward. You won't feel any more pain and your true nature will come out. You'll beg to have that dildo in your pussy. J: It will be over soon. You won't have to be so rebellious and suffer pain anymore. You will be able to enjoy yourself. Zack saw the contents of the syringe disappear into his arm. Master Chef removed the needle from Zack's arm and loosened the tourniquet. Zack felt his throat start to tickle and he had trouble breathing. He had to cough hard several times, he got extremely hot and was catapulted into the stars. Master Chef grabbed Zack's head and saw that his pupils had become large flying saucers. J: How do you feel, slut? Z: Fucking horny, a dirty whore. That's how I feel. J: Open your mouth, dirty whore. Zack opened his mouth and Master Chef spat into it and then kissed him. Zack was no longer in control and kissed Master Chief back like a willing whore. J: That's how I like it, dirty whore. Master chief sat back down between Zack's legs, took the enema, and emptied it into Zack's ass. Then he took a bucket and the last remnants of filth ran out of Zack's pussy. J: Now you have a clean pussy, whore, just as it should be. He took the dildo in his hands again and placed it against Zack's sphincter, and he saw that Zack had completely lost himself in his own horny world. Zack felt the dildo pushing back against his sphincter and he couldn't suppress his feelings. Z: Push it in. J: You're asking for it, dirty whore. Master chief pushed the dildo into Zack's gaping hole and felt that there was almost no resistance from Zack's sphincter, and he also heard Zack start to moan. Z: Fuck yeah. Master chief slowly began fucking Zack's ass and saw how Zack began to relax more and more and surrender completely to his horniness and the intoxication of Miss Tina. It didn't take long before the dildo slid like a knife through butter into Zack's pussy, and master chief heard how Zack was enjoying it. Z: Oh fuck, yeah. Fuck my hole. I want more. Fuck me harder. That was music to Master Chef's sick mind. J: Do you want to feel a real one, you dirty whore? Do you want to feel Master Chef's cock sliding into your pussy? Zack had completely lost control of himself and was completely captivated by the pleasure that took over him completely. His will and spirit were completely broken for a moment. Z: Oh fuck yeah. Fuck me hard. Z: I don't give a fuck how infectious your load is. Fill my cunt and fill it up. Master chief pulled the dildo out of Zack's cunt and stood up. He pushed his stiff cock against Zack's gaping cunt and shoved his cock inside. He felt some resistance because his cock was noticeably thicker than the dildo he had used on Zack. But Zack let himself go completely and surrendered completely. Z: Fuck yeah, this feels so much better than before. Fuck me hard and fill me up. Master Chef didn't need to be told twice and he started fucking Zack's pussy hard. He slapped Zack's ass a few times. He saw how Zack was moaning heavily and how he was enjoying it and no longer resisting. Master Chef fucked Zack for fifteen minutes and felt that he was about to cum. J: I'm going to fill your pussy with my infectious load, boy. My virus will transform your negative cunt into a pozz flower, and when we're done with your training, you'll beg for new strings of the virus and embrace your life as a pozz whore. Z: Fuck yes, Master Chef, fill me up and make me pozz. Make me a fucking pozz whore. Master Chef started shouting loudly and shot string after string into Zack's pussy. After catching his breath, he took a metal plug that he could control remotely and pushed it into Zack's gaping hole. Then he stood in front of Zack's mouth with his cock covered in blood and cum. J: Lick my cock clean, whore, and taste the cum that will transform you. Zack was still heavily under the influence and eagerly opened his mouth and sucked the dirty cock into his mouth. All inhibitions were completely gone and Zack licked Master Chef's cock completely clean. Then the master chef took a cock cage that was attached to a kind of harness. It was a harness that also protected the butt plug. This way, Zack couldn't play with his cock and couldn't remove the plug from his ass when he came to his senses. Then, just like with the others, he put an ecstasy tablet in Zack's mouth and left him alone. An instructor came to untie Zack and put him in a wheelchair. Zack couldn't stand on his legs after what had just happened to him, so the instructor took him to his room.

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Deep inside my guts

If in Cologne, go to Pullermans. Its a fun, friendly place with a play area

Daniel finished neatly stacking the towels atop the wicker table, lining and centering them as he had done so many times before. A tall, slender gentleman with a trimmed beard and a smile, he had started his little massasge therapy studio eight years ago with great success. His original clientele were mostly women, however as time passed word of mouth began to crown him the best masseuse in town, having easily secured three or four yearly awards from the local dog trainer's write-in "best of" contest. Todays appointments were light for a Friday, and predictably just as he had finished putting up the last of the linens a walk-in customer appeared. "Are you open?" chimed a younger man from the lobby. "sure are!" Daniel smiled, appearing from the hall, "We dont normally do walk-ins, but I just happen to have a room ready right now if you like. Im Daniel." "Andy" the young man sheepishly smiled. "nice to meet you. Did you see us in the paper?" Daniel walked the sandy blonde down the hall to a lightly perfumed and generously lit room. "oh, uh, no my wife goes here sometimes and ive got a sore shoulder from raking up the lawn this week." "That storm sure was pretty crazy right? Well dont worry, we'll have you feeling like a million bucks in no time." Daniel poured a small cup of iced tea and handed it to the clean cut lad as he gulped it down. "hot out today isnt it?" Daniel refilled his glass and set out a assortment of clean towels and oils as Andy nodded. "nothing relaxes like a nice glass of iced tea. I need to grab a few more things Andy, then we can get started. Go ahead and get those clothes off and hop up on the table." Daniel returned to see the young man face down on the table as instructed, with a small towel draped over his ass. pouring the warm oil into his hands, Daniel began working along the mans neck and shoulders first. "feels okay Andy?" Daniel smiled, as the young man sighed heavily. "thats right buddy just let all that stress go." Daniel worked the mans legs and lower back, and as he came to the towel draped over his ass, he paused. "Im gonna go ahead and do your hips now Andy," Meeeting no resistance, Daniel slid the towel off and admired the young mans tight cheeks. "legs apart a little buddy?" Andy mumbled, wiggling his ankle as Daniel smiled. "Must be all that hot weather today Andy. Here, let me help" Daniel lifted the boys legs and parted them gently. Daniel had never been content with the meager wage of a masseuse. Cinematographer however fetched a much more reasonable sum, and Daniels videos were highly sought after. As he slid the camera out from an adjacent drawer he set it to record, and gently set it between the boys legs, he began removing his clothes as well. Daniel had made his living as a masseuse, however he paid his bills by artfully deflowering straight men. "feels pretty good huh? most guys never think about their hips but there are a ton of muscles down here" Daniel worked the intoxicated boys glutes, making sure to expose the winking hole wide for his audience. The few blond curls along the boys tight ass gave way to a pretty pink hole, one that Daniel was eager to open. "how're we doing Andy" Daniel asked this almost rhetorically as the boy mumbled an incoherent slur of drugged words "Thats what i like to hear buddy.." Daniel smeared a generous glob of thick white lubricant on his index and middle finger and frosted the tight hole liberally. Reaching to the rack of towels, he opened a small box to produce a moist blue rag drenched in poppers. "nice deep breath now Andy." the boy obeyed, groaning and huffing as instructed. "nice and relaxing isnt it Andy? makes you feel good from head to toe." Once the boys breathing became heavier, he returned to the lube covered little hole and began gently massaging. The trick, Daniel had found over the years, was to use the poppers first to distract from the slow burn of the tina in the lube. Daniel worked patiently, massaging more viscous white grease into the hole until his ring swelled and began to glisten. "very good Andy" Daniel remarked, holding the boys cheeks apart for the camera and watching in anticipation as a clear drop of the boys own juice trickled out. With enough tina and time, he had reduced Andys once puritan asshole to a thirsty pink pussy that drooled in anticipation of something it had never known. "here we go Andy. Next parts nice and easy. Im going to hop up here so I can get some more leverage and really work those knots out" Daniel straddled the boy and began rubbing his shoulders oncemore, his dripping cock coming to rest gently between the radiating heat of the boys virgin hole. replacing the camera, he worked a light bit of the fiery lube into his piss slit and clenched his teeth, savouring the raw intensity before returning his hands to the boys hips and smearing the head of his cock along the crack of Andys ass. leaning foward, he grasped the popper drenched rag and laid atop the boy. "breathe now andy, thats it" Daniel instructed, as he came to rest atop the boys back as it gently rose and fell, his lungs filling with the pungent drug. Once he was satisfied with the state of the boy, Daniel lifted himself. Camera in one hand, cock in the other, he pushed the bulbous purple head of his uncut cock against the boys virgin opening. Daniel knew that if he took his time, that if everything were done correctly, he could ease into any mans hole no matter how tight. Andy was no different, as the once virgin boys hole opened, hot and wet around Daniels cockhead. He paused an focused the camera, capturing the involuntary flexing of his own thick prick as it instinctively began pumping precum into the hole. Daniel groaned, waving his arm for a moment before Daniel gently returned it to his side. "ssshh, almost there buddy. This muscles just so tight" Daniel effortlessly slid another few inches into the drugged virgins guts and was rewarded with a louder groan from both Daniel and Andy. Daniel slid out, then back in, feeding the rest of his bloated tool into the now welcoming hole. "there we are Andy. It took a little bit of patience but see how much better it feels when we stretch this muscle out?" Andy continued moaning as doug worked himsefl deep into the boys raw hole, pausing only occasionally to draw his fat cock completely out and admire the boys guts through his gaped ass. Daniel fucked the boy for nearly an hour, working a thick slime between the two as all the while the camera rolled. "time to finish up now Andy..." Daniel panted, as he drove deep and grunted, struggling to hold the camera as his cock kicked away inside the boy, blasting him full of Daniels cum.

Part 2: I got in my car and drove home. My head was spinning. This was the first actual poz load I'd taken since going off prep and his load was still inside me. I was horny and scared, but also excited. I got home and needed a drink. While in the kitchen, one of my flatmates came home, the other flatmate worked nights, so I wasn't surprised that he wasn't there. Nick and I had been friends for years before moving in together. A lot of our mutual friends assumed we'd end up as a couple one day and were probably surprised that it hadn't happened yet. Nick and I were great platonic friends, but we couldn't be together, we didn't have that kind of spark. We did tell each other pretty much everything. Well, almost everything. He told me about his hook ups and I told him about mine. We were both fans of bareback and hated condoms, but I hadn't told him that I'd stopped taking prep. Nick was complaining that he'd lucked out. He'd gone to the effort of driving to the outskirts of the city only for the guy to tell him that he'd changed his mind. Nick was frustrated and horny. He then noticed that I seemed a bit off, like I wasn't paying attention because my mind was elsewhere. Nick: "Mate, what's up? What's go into you?" Me: "What's got into me? A guy with a big cock" Nick: "Hot. Tell me more" I told him about the guy who fucked me, and how I wasn't sure at first, and then how we'd asked another guy to make the decision for us. I left out the details about the first guy being poz and me being off prep. Nick: "That's hot. You're a slut. But why did you need the second guy to decide for you? Why didn't you just let the first guy fuck you?" Me: "I like being told what to do. It turns me on" Nick: "You've never shared that with me before. Do you like being used?" Me: "yeah, I do. There's something about being used for another guy's pleasure that gets me going" Nick: "Wow. That's kind of hot. So if some dude at a beat tells you that he's going to fuck you, you'll let him? Or does it need to be a different guy giving you instructions?" Me: "Either. It's hot when it's a different guy telling me who can fuck me, but I also like it when guys tell me that they're going to fuck me. Even better at a beat is when a guy doesn't ask or say anything, just turns me around, pulls my pants down, and fucks me" Nick: "What if he does ask you?" Me: "It depends. If he's hot, I might let him, but often if he asks me I find it a slight turn-off" Nick: "Interesting. What if he's ugly or something" Me: "If he asks, then I'll say no, but if he just dominates me then that's hot enough for me to let it happen" Nick: "Fuck. You are such a slut. Good thing you're on prep then, or you'd be a high risk" I couldn't lie. Nick knew me too well. Me: "Well, actually..." Nick: "What? you are on prep aren't you?" Me: "I stopped taking it. I didn't like it" Nick: "Well, your choice I guess" With that, Nick turned me around to face the sink and yanked my shorts down, then pushed me so i was leaning over. Me: "Nick, what are you doing?" Nick's shorts had also disappeared and his hard cock was touching my hole. Nick: "What do you think i'm doing? I'm going to fuck you" Nick pushed, and my ass went into autopilot, relaxing enough to let him in. I had never seen Nick's dick before, and at this point I still couldn't see it, but it felt thick. He pushed in and pushed further. How long was his fuck tool? It just kept going. I felt very full, and to be honest, his cock felt amazing inside me, but this was my friend, using me like a fleshlight. Me: "Nick, fuck, you're inside me. Why are you doing this?" Nick: "You have some random dude's load in you and you like to be used without being asked. I'm fucking horny and your story got me even hornier. I love sloppy seconds, so I'm not letting this opportunity disappear" He fucked me hard. It was weird at first that my best friend was fucking me after so many years of us kind of having a line that we wouldn't cross, but it felt so good. I wished I known how good he was at fucking years ago. He was fucking me deep. All the way in and then pulling out until just the head was inside me before thrusting back. While fucking me he started asking me more about the earlier fuck that evening. Nick: "Tell me about the guy who fucked you. Whose cum is currently lubing my dick?" Me: "He was taller than me, slightly older, fit. Good cock" Nick: "Did he have a big cock?" Me: "Yes, it was a great cock. Big and thick, but I think yours is bigger" Nick: "And this random guy just flooded your ass and you're not on prep. Did you bother asking him his status to see if it was safe for him to fuck you?" Me: "Umm... yeah, I asked him what his status was" Nick: "And he was safe? Can you trust him to be honest?" Me: "He was honest. He told me he was poz" Nick: "Fuck you are a slut. Neg, off prep, and taking poz loads. And now I'm fucking you using that poz cum as lube. You know my cock is massaging that cum in to you with every thurst" I swear he shoved his meat stick in harder and deeper at that comment. That pushed me over the edge and I came hands-free, conveniently into the sink in front of me. My ass tightened and with a final deep push that felt like it was in my stomach, Nick roared and emptied his balls inside me. He leant over me, catching his breath, before eventually pulling out. "We need to talk. But first, I need a shower" and he headed off towards the bathroom. I stayed where I was for what seemed like an eternity before pulling up my shorts, a bit worried about what Nick would say now that he has cum and isn't so horny. Nick had a quick shower and returned to the kitchen. He asked me why I'd gone off prep and when I told him that I was chasing and it made me horny, he confessed that he too liked it and often read the stories on BZ when he wanked. He didn't want to convert though, so he's staying on prep, but he wants to see a conversion, so he's going to use me for that. He also told me that he wants to fuck someone with the fuck flu, and he's going to use me for that too. He said he's going to be fucking me a lot in the future. He never asked, he just said he would.

As a total bottom since always (never penetrated anything or anyone), I can only speak for myself when I say : I endure and I accept what the top wants or does. I comply and I adapt. The reasons ? I think there are 2. 1. The lack of self confidence that I inherited from years of being bullied and later from bring cheated on by my first boyfriends. For me, sex was very often linked to abuse and serving as my "manly pleasure" has never been the center of attention. Now I only want to please, I feel good and reasured when the tops that fuck me enjoy their time, whatever it takes to make them feel good, I take it. I had some some experiences where I saw myself losing all control or being brought to do things I knew wouldn t enjoy, wirthout ever finding the courage to say stop! The need to know the man enjoys myself and the situation, together with the deep beliefs that he knows better than I do and he is superior to me, always had me going with his flow. 2. The totally unequal balance of tops and bottoms is the second reason for it. As a total bottom I know the competition is rude amongst my kind while the top has plenty where to chose from. When I find myself a top, I would do and endure whatever it takes for him to consider me one of his goods whores. It s all about having his attention and pleasing him because he is a strict top or a straight man and, therefore, not only he is superior to me but, but he chose me and I want him to pick me again. All this has led me to some humiliation and pain, both physical and pschological, which were never my kinks. My opinion is that enduring what the tops give you is unevitable for a good faggot. A good faggot's essence is to make his top feel good, no discussion here, while for the top... Some want to make their bottom feel good, yes, but most of them are just selfish and use the bottom to get off before going on with their life.

Be really careful. At one time, I "kept" a cumdump for a few years. The 'cumdump" part was glorious - but he had a little secret (drugs) that he managed to keep from me for quite a while. While it's not my business who takes what, it does become my business when they live in my house. Things went missing when I wasn't around (apparently tricks with sticky fingers), and the drug addiction made him more and more unreliable. A ton of fun while it lasted, it didn't end badly - but it did end. Just be sure you know who the guy really is.

Raw is Law for me!

Absolutely LUV stinky/sweaty feet...snif, snif, lick, suck...soooooooo sexy!!!!! Big, big foot fetish here!!! I even have a foot tat (two feet) above my left nipple!!!👣🧦🥾😋

1 - Lito Cruz and that massive uncut cock, hot body 2 - Cutler X and that beautiful big cock and hot body 3 - Ray Dalton - love the tats and he has an awesome body 4 - Bobby Blake - I saw some hot porn in the 90's with him... lusted after him ever since. 5 - Drew Sebastian - hot tats, hairy bod, big cock, handsome dude 6 - Kieran - he hands out a good solid fuck and has an excellent angle on his cock. Sure to be a hard ride 7 - Peto Coast - love the way he takes control and he has an awesome uncut cock 8 - Rocco Steele - big, solid due, big solid cock that would definitely stretch my hole as he talks dirty with that deep voice. 9 - Jerry Stearns - sexy guy, some grey hair, beautiful big cock, hot body. 10 - Rhyheim Shabazz - handsome man, incredible body and a meaty big cock (bonus here is that my fantasy would be a flip flop fuck with him!)

asher felt a tinge of shame as he drove to the spa. the next day had felt difficult to process, but at no point did the cocktail of drugs permit him to forget his experience with Daniel. the dull ache in his hole was giving way to an almost primal urge to take another cock inside him again. it was alluring enough that just the thought seemed to make the boys member throb and leak with anticipation. "youre a little late" Daniel remarked as he stirred a fresh batch of tea. "the first customers due in about fifteen minutes. here..." Daniel pushed two pills into ash's hand and waited patiently before sighing, "just some vitamins for your performance today. the little blue one makes sure we dont have any technical difficulties, and the little yellow one is like a nice warm hug." Ash reluctantly gulped them down. "what...is that anyway..." he gestured to the pot of tea. "I call it a smile in a cup. we cant have any nervous performers after all. pretty tasty isnt it?" Ash nodded sheepishly and remembered the small cup he absently consumed was more than enough to turn him into an obedient, welcoming hole to breed. As the door swung open, the first customer of the day stepped through and ash nearly doubled over. it was his sisters boyfriend. "i cant" ash blurted almost instinctively to daniel who entirely ignored the protest as he offered a warm greeting and a fresh cup of tea to the sandy blonde before turning knowingly to his new assistant. "Ash here will help you to the first room on the left." As ash left the boy to get changed they exchanged smalltalk and remarked that his girlfriend recommended the place, noting the happy clientele and reasonable prices as a warmth began to envelope the two. By now Ashers cock was straining against his slacks. normally everything would tell him to warn the boy to leave, but Daniels vitamins seemed to turn most of his protests into smiles or a giggle instead. by the time Daniel had returned with various apothecary, the waifish blonde was properly laying in the massage table. "So Jordan, any particular tension Asher should focus on today?" the quesion was met with a sigh and a groan from the boy as Daniel motioned to his breeding stud to begin. Ash tried to ignore the reason he was here, and thought for a good 15 minutes perhaps Daniel would change his mind. "feeling alright over there Jordan?" Daniels cool calm voice penetrated the room and was met with a heavy sigh. "its showtime now ash." Daniel slid the towel off the boys hips to expose his pale cheeks. "clothes off now..." Ash felt guilty as he slid his underwear off, fully exposed to Daniels expert camerawork, but sighed in relief as his hard cock finally bobbed freely. "lovely ash, just lovely. pull your foreskin back and show the head now." Ash sighed as he stroked downward, exposing the precum drenched head of his teenage cock. "delicious. I bet you cant wait to get inside him can you?" Daniel positioned the boys legs wider apart, pulling his cheeks apart and exposing his furry litte pink hole. "I knew it." Daniel registered ashs blushing, "pink lips, pink nips, and a little pink hole. isnt that right Jordan?" ash once again heard the boys incoherent mutter as he observed daniel unscrewing a jar of tina laced lube. "now the key is to be nice and gentle when we massage here. lots of this..." Daniel scooped up a few fingers of lube and pressed them into the boys ass. "and nice circular motions, massage him until its all inside..." Daniel pulled ashes fingers to the boy and continued filming. Asher was surprised at how warm Jordans asshole was. he had never touched another mans hole before but this one was soft and delicate under his fingers. "very good ash, a little more, round and round just like that" Daniel gently instructed, and as Ash smeared another liberal wad of glistening white goo into the boy he gave a groan as the tina in the grease slowly melted inside him. "I think we're about ready. See how shiny he is now?" Ash was speechless as he gently fondled the moist pouty ring. "slide your finger into him." Ash needed no prompting as his first digit was met with no resistance but a tight warm hug from the boys anus as it momentarily protested. "there you go, in and out ash, just like that. let his body know its time to open and submit." As Jordans hole eased and relaxed around his finger, Ash couldnt help but add another to probe the boys intimate insides. "thats the way..." Daniel loved seeing a man slowly and inevitably submit to their first forbidden touch, gently surrendering their grease filled hole. He zoomed in on Ashers face as he repeatedly fingered and prodded his new toy, capturing the building lust in the boy as he explored. "Jordans doing such a great job, i think its time to move on to the deep tissue massage now. Up on the table, boy" Daniel motioned to his apprentice and after some considerable effort, he arived straddled atop the virgin offering. "you know how to do it, dont you Asher?" Daniel asked softly as he panned in on the boys cock. Hearing no response, he held the lube to the young man. "grease it up, from the tip of the head down the shaft..." Ash looked at the camera momentarily before gingerly reaching into the lube. "more...we need to get you nice and slippery for what comes next..." Ash obediently wiped his cock down again, staring into the boys hole as he hesitated. "a little bit of stage fright?" Daniel observed quizzically. "hes my sisters boyfriend" Asher hissed under his breath. "i see! what a delightful little surprise. I have just the thing to help you with those butterflies though..." Quickly slipping the cap off the poppers on the tray he held the acrid brown bottle to the boys nose. "a nice deep breath of fresh herbs and spices. All natural remedy for these sorts of things..." Ash felt at ease by the explanation and without a second thought, snorted deeply. "There ya go, hold it in now..." As the room started to slowly wobble he felt Daniel take his cock into his hand. "thats it, slow exhale. really clears your head doesnt it?" Ash couldnt argue the effect as it certainly did seem to calm him down, and obediently continued sniffing. Daniel kept pumping the boy as the only head he wanted making any decisions slipped in and out of his palm over and over. "relaxed?" Asher just nodded, flush and doe eyed. "now lets keep going. first we're going to squeeze a little drop of honey on that pretty little hole, right in the middle...pay attention now..." Daniel milked a gooey drop of precum from Ashers tool and he watched just as Daniel had said, it land perfectly from the head of his cock onto Jordans exposed virgin hole. "its so much better that way, now you know just where to..." Daniel gently nestled the plump head and placing a hand on Ashers back leaned in. "push..." Daniel watched patiently through the lens as Asher pressed his fuckmeat into jordan. Just as expected, he witnessed the teens cockhead gently penetrate and panned across to witness the expression of sheer bliss on Ash's face. Deeper and deeper he sank until just half his cock remained. "oh god..." Asher groaned. "hes too tight...hes going to make me shoot..." Daniel stepped forward, familiar with the all too often eagerness of a virgins hole and the certain milking death grip that can shoot through them without warning. "no hes not. just relax, breathe..." Daniel hadnt worked this hard to watch his star give up and breed so early. Oiling his hands, he began powerfully gripping and massaging Jordans lower back. "Just relax now Jordan, we only have a little more to go and its all over. dont fight it..." Daniels ministrations and hypnotic enunciation slowly persuaded the boys body to acquiesce and asher sighed as he felt the enveloping warmth of his sisters boyfriend consume the rest of his hot wet cock with a long low groan. "Theres a good boy Jordan. see? all over. Ash is inside now." Daniel framed the shot as the two boys held still, Jordan fully mated to Asher as their chests slowly rose and fell. "Everything okay Ash? Give him a few nice gentle thrusts and tell me how he feels." Ash panted audibly as he gazed down to witness Jordans ass clinging to his fat prick as he pulled back gently. "so good. hes so soft inside..." Ash groaned to the camera as he worked a few inches gently in and out. "that a boy, make it feel nice for him now. take your time." Daniel guided the camera between the two as Jordan softly moaned with each thrust into his once virgin ass. The minutes ticked by, and slowly but surely Ash had begun working his entire length in and out of the boy, his hole gently gaping, as if begging all the world for cock now. "these are getting mighty tight Ash...hows it feel?" Daniel reached to cup the boys nuts as he thrust. "oh god its so good. hes squeezing me too." Daniel nodded. "some boys do that Ash. Just keep milking him Jordan, he'll give you all the cum you want." Daniel resumed filming the increasingly urgent teen as his hips pistoned faster. "oh god...oh my god..." The last words to escape Ashers pouty lips before he slowed. "do it Ash, give him your load, nice and deep..." gripping Jordans hips he drove forward, planting himself firmly and deeply into the groaning boys sloppy hole as he threw his head back in a silent, panting cry. While the emotional aspect had been a treat, Daniel focused on the biology at hand, zooming to capture Ash's anatomy in the throws of mating as his balls rhythmically contracted against the helpless boys hole, filling him with hot raw cum. "beautiful Ash, just beautiful. Take your time now, thats a very big cock. let him feel it just a little while longer...make sure he knows..." Asher, catching his breath, couldnt imagine pulling his cock out. he wanted to fuck this boy forever, seed him again and again. "I just came inside you" he panted breathlessly into Jordans ear as he whimpered softly.

No load refused means no load refused!! Though I will say when as a cumdump bottom u first make the decision to go “no load refused” its exciting and takes determination. My first time when I said I would take any cock, it was difficult when I was face down and ass exposed to everyone. The first few guys that I thought “no way I want them mounting me and breeding me” I just closed my eyes and let it happen! The second guy was very obese and I did not want him in me but I let it happen. I needed this to slap the arrogance out of my old self and came to find it exciting when men I used to turn down, now today, I take EVERY SINGLE COCK NO MATTER WHO THEY ARE OR WHAT THEY LOOK LIKE! That’s my role to pleasure my top no matter who they are, no matter what! I luv my attitude, i like myself more as a humble cum dump, and I love the cocks and cum I get. I’m a better cum dump bottom because I refuse no loads and no man that wants to breed me!

Chapter 2. How much time do I have? SHIT! No watch! I have to decide. It's now or never! *** Heart pounding, a fear of both possible flight and of his would-be Master finding him out of compliance race through his mind. His body again reacting without him in the driver seat. Placing the collar to his neck, and affixing the small lock, he kneels down with hands on his knees, eyes to the floor, waiting nervously. Finding himself in submission, the boy accepts his destiny. A sound comes from across the room, as a door opens. The boy fights the urge to look up and wills his body to be absolutely still. "I see you have accepted your natural place boy." His Master checks the lock on the lock box then turns his attention to the small lock on the collar. "Good boy, now you will follow me, on hands and knees so we may begin marking you as mine." Clipping a lead to the collar, the Master tugs a bit sharply just to get the boys attention, who with just the slightest hesitation begins to crawl after his new owner. The boy is lead into a dimly lit room. He sees what appears to be a sawhorse at first glance but then realizes it's covered in leather, with straps and fasteners. His eyes widen as his Master leads him to it. "Get up on this boy, face down." A sharp yank of the collar compels obedience and he is at once chest down on the chilly leather as his Master kicks his legs apart exposing his hole and dripping cock despite his fears. His wrists are strapped in, then a strap just under his armpits and one across the small of his back. Finally, he feels but cannot see his Master secure his ankles. "You belong to me boy. It is time to claim you inside and out." The boy hears some rummaging around followed by "This should do nicely." The Master appears in front of the boy, his uncut monster standing out straining the cock ring. Precum drizzles down, and the boy cannot help but lick his lips. "You see this boy? This will get you prepared." "A toothbrush? I got cleaned up before I came." *SLAP* Hard across his face. "You will address me properly boy!" Tears in his eyes, the boy sobs and says "I'm sorry, Sir." "The toothbrush is not for your mouth. You committed to taking all I have to give you,boy. I own you. And as I warned you, you WILL be pozzed." The boy's cock gets rock hard tho he fights uselessly in the restraints. Master calmly walks behind the boy and slaps his right ass cheek hard. "Stop fighting. You didn't flee. So, you want this. Submit to me." With that, the toothbrush is pushed into the boy's exposed hole. Unceremoniously twisting and digging as it goes. After a bit, the Master pulls it out, showing it to the boy. "See that boy? It's preparing your insides to take my dirty load into your very being." Laying the toothbrush aside, the Master grins down at the boy as he notices his boy's eyes on his mammoth cock. "You are wanting to taste it?" The boy whimpers but manages a weak "Yes, Sir." "Very well, I'll grant you that much. But wet it good as you can in the time I allow. I wont be using any more lube than your pathetic spit when I rip your ass open to seed it deep." Shoving his cock to the boy's lips, grabbing his hair, he forces the monster down the boy's throat. The boy struggles to breath and still manage to tongue the pungent foreskin. He's tasting poz precum! What has he gotten himself into? Tangy sweat and traces of piss mix with his Master's dirty dribble and his own saliva. Having no choice, he can only swallow the excess as the cock forbids much leakage. After a few moments, his Master withdraws his cock. The boy is both relieved and saddened to have the cock out of his reach. His eyes follow his Master as far as he can as his Master begins to slowly move behind him. "It is time, boy." "Sir, please don't do this. I made a mistake!" His cock still rock hard betraying him. *SLAP, SLAP, SLAP, SLAP* His Master spanks his ass cheeks alternating between them. *SLAP, SLAP, SLAP, SLAP* "You will only speak when spoken to, boy! You gave up your rights as soon as you locked my collar on you!" His ass reddened and stinging, the boy tried to dance away from the slaps but was powerless. Feeling his Master's hands on his ass cheeks rubbing gently, his mind considers his Master may be taking mercy on him. That is until.. After rubbing a bit, the Master spreads the boys cheeks quickly and rams his uncut cock deep in the boys hole. "FUCKKKKKKKKKKK!" Slapping the boys ass again and yanking his head back by his hair his Master yells "Take it boy! You are mine!" "P..p.please don't do this." Sobs come uncontrollably as the Master's cock tears his tender hole apart. "Too late for that boy." Hard and fast, balls slapping against the boys ass, the cock jabs and thrusts, each time becoming a bit more red. The boy is coated in sweat, his will to fight soon withers and his exhausted body can do nothing but ride the waves of the slamming cock deep inside him. "Here it comes boy. My gift to my property." The thrusts become like a jackhammer, pounding even harder until finally, with a thrust that felt as if the Master's entire body would take residence in his hole, balls deep and stopping, spraying the boys hole with the Master's venom. "Take my poisonous seed, boy!" The boy's own cock begins to spurt what would most certainly be his last negative load over the floor, while the Master's cock filled its new sheath. The uncut poz daddy cock throbbed for what seemed like hours within him before it was quickly withdrawn, but his hole wasn't empty for long. A thick buttplug was rammed in hard and fast. "This will keep my venom brewing in your vulnerable ass, boy. You are mine, now and forever." The boy's tears flooded down his face. He hated his Master for this. But then again, he was feeling he had found his true place. How could this be. He allowed himself to become property and to be pozzed on a whim. It all happened so fast, but now...he loved his Master, "now and forever." *END* ((Sorry it took so long. The drive I was working on this with died on me and after attempts to recover it, I just rewrote it close as I could to the original.))

Part 4... Moments later, we arrived at the house. We got out one by one. Jack helped me out of the truck as Chet's fucking had left me weak at the knees and dripping POZ cum down my leg. My boy raced around the car, grabbed my head, and kissed me hard. He reached around behind me and felt my gooey hole. He flipped me around and pressed me onto the hood of the car, right there in the driveway, parted my ass cheeks, and dove in, lapping at Chat's toxic cum as it dripped out of my used hole. He had NEVER rimmed me before and his tongue only made my knees weaker. Chet and Sam lifted me up and laid me down on my back on the hood of the car. My boy climbed up beside me and matched my position. He pulled his legs up and I matched him. Sam crouched by my ass and started lapping as Chet dove into my boy's hole. Jack and Kevin stood by as my boy and I took center stage. Jack peeled Kevin's tight t-shirt over his hairless muscled chest and then pulled down his shorts. Without underwear, Kevin's massive hard uncut cock and huge balls sprang into view. Jack immediately dropped to his knees and started swallowing him to the balls. My boy and I both gasped as our holes were teased by fingers and tongues. “Let's bring this party inside, gentlemen. It's getting cold out here,” murmured Jack, between gulps of Kevin's cock. The two poz studs going to town on me and my boy's hole practically threw us over their shoulders and dragged us inside. Somehow, we managed to make it upstairs to Jack's master bedroom and became a tangle of sweaty bodies, juicy cocks, and sticky precum. After a few minutes of fumbling, Jack, myself, and my boy wound up on our knees with our asses hanging over the foot of the bed. Kevin lined up behind Jack, Sam behind me, and Chet behind my boy. Kevin aimed his dick at Jack's ass as Sam and Chet speared me and my boy. The sounds of man-sex filled the room as the tops did their work. After a few minutes of pounding, Sam pulled out asking, “Think these guys can fuck as hard as they like to get fucked?” “Let's find out!” growled Jack. We all switched places as Jack filled Kevin with his manhood, and I sunk all the way into Sam with one thrust. My boy, who had never topped to my knowledge, thrust into Chet and jackrabbited his ass like a pro. I As I plowed into Sam, I got super hard knowing my boy and I were fucking POZ guys. It then dawned on me that we didn't know Kevin's status. I wondered how well Jack knew this young stud hammering away at his hole. I got my answer. “Fuck me, Kev. Fuck your old man. Fill me up!!!!” Holy shit! Kevin was Jack's SON. “Fill me up with your POZ seed!” Fuck. I was watching a POZ son fuck his own dad!!! “Your son!?!?” shouted Sam, holding his ankles as I fucked him as hard as I could. “I want a crack at that dick!” I pulled out and switched places with Kevin. He slammed in Sam's bare hole as I slid into my boss's guts. Kevin had still not spoken a word, but grunted and growled as he fucked Sam like a pro. “Give it to me. Give me your load,” Sam shouted. “No, I want it!” shouted my boy. He pulled out of Chet and laid down on top of him, ass prone and ready for Kevin. Having taken two poz studs' loads already, it was time for a third's. Kevin pulled out of Sam and thrust into my boy. Three strokes later, he was creaming my boy's hungry hole, shooting his toxic load deep. “Fuck yeah,” he finally grunted. “Want my dad's load too?” “Hell yeah. I want all of their loads.” My boy, what a cum pig. One by one, all of the guys finished off inside my boy. I was so hard I thought my dick would explode. With his hole awash in cum, I slid in last. His hole was sloppy, used, and raw. I knew I wouldn't last long and added my load to his hole in a few frenzied thrusts. As I pulled out, Jack dove into my boy's ass. He lapped up a mouthful of jizz, slid up my boy's sweaty boy, and dripped it, glob by slimy glob, into his gaping mouth. Kevin leaned in and the three of them shared a lewd cummy kiss. With a mouthful of POZ and NEG mixed cum, Kevin started lapping at his father's ass. “Think it will take this weekend, son?” Kevin grinned for a few moments before smiling and saying, “The weekend as only just started. There's lots more to cum.” To be continued?