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Rick's finger was in me hitting that spot. My legs opened automatically. My breathing started to get more intense. My cock was getting hard again. "I know you wanted this. You have wanted this from the first time we met, from the first time I touched you at the pool" Rick said as his finger was working its magic in me. "No I don't want to get sick and I don't want to get HIV" I said back trying to remain in control. But it was difficult his finger was making me ache inside. "Then answer this. Do you want my cum in you" Rick asked as he pulled his finger out of me. I gave him a look as I really wanted his finger back in me. I was so confused. "Do you want my cum in you" Rick asked as he started to stroke his huge now erect again meat. "I don't know. I am confused." I said "I need to go to bed. I think that would be best right now" I said further "If you want that's fine." he said "But lets clean up your cum first on my couch" Rick said sternly I felt I didn't have a choice. He leaned down and licked it up with his tongue. Savoring it he said, "Damn boy you taste so good" he said swallowing. "Go ahead and lick it up." he followed up "I leaned down and licked up my cum. It did taste good, I started to suck and lick it up off the couch. He patted my head, "Good body lick it all up", he said. After I was done I looked back up. He took his finger that was in my hole and stuck it in my mouth. "Taste us together. This is what we taste like together." he said staring at me eye to eye. I acquiesced. I sucked and licked his finger like it was his cock as usual. It tasted strangely good. It shouldn't. His finger was up my ass. It had a funky, salty taste with a hint of iron. He pulled his finger out of my mouth my tongue following it out wanting it back in. He smiled. He leaned over and softly kissed me on my lips and said it was time for us to go to bed. I walked out confused and still aroused. I went back to my bedroom, it was now 2:30am. I was tired but still horny. I lay in bed reflecting on what just happened. I let a man with HIV possibly AIDS fuck me and cum in me. I didn't want HIV. But I still was on his last question. Did I want his cum. A part of me did. Watching him and Jeff and the gay porn of those bottoms taking cock and cum made me think about it. I started to get horny now and started to stroke my cock. But I wanted more. I spread my legs and stuck my middle finger in me. I moaned. I moved up my bed leaned against the wall and spread my legs with knees back towards my chest. I got more of my finger in me and started to stroke my hard cock again. OMG is felt incredible my finger my cock my ass my pussy. What my pussy? My ass....OMG...i started to shoot all over my chest and came hard. I could feel my ass clench around my finger. As I calmed down I cleaned my self off licking up all my cum. I hesistated but then sucked on the finger which had been in my ass. I started to like the taste. I stuck my finger back in and moaned. I pulled it out and looked at it. It had cum and a tinge of red. It was blood. That was the iron taste. OMG my hole ripped and is bleeding. And I have HIV cum in me. I was excited and nervous. I calmed down and lay down on my bed. I fell fast asleep.

Prepared to act like a whore The scary leatherman chauffeur put his hand on my shoulder and stopped me from following my two Grampas out of the kitchen and toward the garage. He was another giant. As I hesitantly looked up to his unsmiling bearded and scarred face, I saw that he was wearing a silver name badge that said, “Poz Master Dolf”. He bent down to whisper to me. “Are you really a virgin and not poz, slut boy?” I truly felt like a young school child being scolded. Not only that, but I was still completely naked. I blushed and nodded and bit my lip. “Hmm. Well, this is against my rules. I’m Poz Master Dolf, the organizer of these parties that your dirty Grampas host and the one thing that makes everyone feel safe at my parties is knowing they are among their own toxic poz family.” Dolf fished out something from his leather vest pocket and brought it to my lips. “Take this, chew it, and swallow it. It’s a kind of strong PREP, to protect your ass from poz cum. It works quickly and you should be good to have sex with the HIV positive lechers tonight.” I wanted to protest that I would not be having sex with the poz Trolls and that my Grampas would be protecting me. But he pushed the large piece of candy so deep into my mouth that I could only chew it with my back teeth before it melted and slid down my throat quickly. “Now get in there and help set up,” he said as he turned my shoulders and pushed me away from him. He whacked my ass with his whip again which made me run away from him. In the garage I saw my Grampa Zeke behind a bar complete with bar stools. He was busy setting up a keg of beer and attaching it to a spigot. Without looking up he said, “Go help Grampa Donovan, son.” I heard a whistle and saw Donovan waving me down. I hurried past a couple of couches, fuck benches, a bathtub and at least four slings. “When I pull this screen down, you need to attach it to the hooks in the cement,” he said as he used a long rod to draw down a huge screen from the ceiling. I located the ties on the bottom of the screen and connected them to the hooks on the floor. “Is this for showing porn?” I asked. “Kind of. We create our own slideshows for the guests with pictures and video clips from past events, as well as photos from our profiles on the bareback site. You’re in the slideshow too,” he said winking. “Me? Why?” I asked. “Your Grampa Zeke said to add you. He’s proud of you and wants to show you off. And we both want you to lose the shame and start being proud and build your sexual confidence.” But wouldn’t all these men, when seeing my profile, think I am some slut boy who doesn’t care about getting HIV? Yet Grampa Donovan already had other ideas. “Now, I have a plan to get you closer to your Grampa Zeke. But it’s a little sneaky so it has to be our secret for now." “Gee, I don’t know,” I answered half-heartedly. I rubbed my belly thinking about how Grampa Zeke’s seed was already in me, and I knew I wanted more. “Your dick says otherwise,” Grampa Donovan said pointing to my rising erection. “By the way, how is your Grampa’s poz semen doing inside you? Tasted good, right?” I blushed as I felt my dick throb. “Come, look at this.” He took me over to a garage door and then he went to the side of it and started to drag a wall of plywood on wheels in front of the garage door. As he locked the plywood wall in place I saw that it was full of holes and openings. “Shit, is this a glory hole wall?” I asked wide-eyed. I walked the length of the wall running my hands around the padded and sticky edges of the holes and reading the spray painted graffiti on it like “Poz loads only”, “Spread the gift”, “All sperm is sacred”. “Yep! And this is my idea,” Grampa Donovan took me round to the back of the wall between the garage door and the plywood glory hole wall. “See, later during the party, we give out the address online and local men are able to come and access the glory hole wall.. They can’t enter the party, but they can use the wall.” My dick was really throbbing now. Grampa Donovan noticed and started to stroke me. “Well, looks like baby boy Mikey likes this idea. Can you see where I’m going with this?” I shook my head. “See, your Grampa loves this wall. He loves sticking his thick poz dick into anonymous butt through the holes in this wall. So you will be here and…." he chuckled and grabbed my butt. “Wait…So, I would be on the anonymous side while Grampa…?” “Uh huh…” Grampa Zeke said as he pulled on my barely visible nipples. “But I’m a virgin. I’m too tight for him. Couldn’t I just suck him instead?” I winced trying to shake his touch on my now sore nips. “Nah, that won’t work. He just loves using this wall for breeding butt. But don’t worry, I got this figured out. I think we can have you opened up enough that he can penetrate you through your first sphincter and after that, you’ll see, I predict you will open up even further." “But wait, Grampa fucks guys through the wall here? Do they know he is poz, that the Toxic Trolls will be using the wall tonight?” “Damn, Mikey! It don’t fuckin matter. Nobody cares! The guys coming to the wall from the outside only hear about it through a bareback site, so they are fully aware of what kind of cock they might encounter. It’s just raw, promiscuous barebacking and cum exchanging. Come on, buddy....think about how it would feel to have your Grampa inside you finally after all these years. Plus, you're safe. It takes more than one fuck to get HIV. I know I can’t wait to see it!" Grampa Donovan's fingers had now found their way to my hole and he was massaging it. “I know you want your Grampa’s thick meat inside your hole, ButtBoy.” Naked and hard and standing with him at this glory hole wall, I felt so exposed. My fantasy profile on the bareback site was becoming something I was expected to live up to. What a mind fuck. “Well, I did take PREP tonight," I said. “You did? You’re on PREP??” Donovan's eyes widened. “Yes, no…well I got some from a friend. Just in case." “Oh man, this is perfect,’ Grampa Donovan slapped my ass really hard. Turning from him, I looked through a hole in the plywood wall and saw my Grampa in the distance as he was setting up the bar. I know it was unnatural, but I felt such love and lust for him. It did make me horny to think of him feeding his cock to me through the hole. It felt very [banned word] and naughty. Maybe once we bonded like this, he would be more comfortable with our special family ties. And I had taken the PREP candy from Dolf, so I was probably protected. “Damn, your hole is moist, Mikey. But we gotta get you opened up man. Now, I am going to walk back with you and tell Grampa we are going to grab your outfit for the evening. Then, I will lube up your hole and we’ll stick a nice soft plug up there and in a couple of hours, you will be primed to be fucked by your hot poz grandfather.” Without any further discussion, Grampa Zeke guided me back through the garage. “Mikey wants an outfit!” He said giving a thumbs up to my Grampa as we hurriedly passed by the bar. “Make it quick, you two!” He called after us as my Grampa continued to busy himself with setting up. Geez, the Toxic Trolls must drink a lot, I thought as I saw tall beer flasks line the counter. Inside the bedroom, Grampa Zeke had me jump on the bed on all fours while he applied a thick but cool cream to my hole. “This lube has extra strength CBD in it, so your cunt is going to open up really fast and feel numb and receptive.” “Wait, what? My "cunt"? I don't like that word” I blurted out. "Get used to it, pussy boy Mikey," he said with an evil laugh. But immediately he used his rough hands and long fingers to push the greasy lube inside me while stretching out my anus. Somehow, my tight pink hole opened up in seconds. “Damn this is making me hard, ButtBoy. I might have to fuck you myself” he chuckled. I did feel my hole get wider than I had ever felt it before and the warmth from it spread deep inside. This felt great. Perhaps getting fucked wouldn’t feel so bad after all. “Now, in one, two…”I heard my poz Grampa D say. Before reaching three, Donovan grunted and forced the large soft plug up my hole. My asslips immediately locked onto the foreign object and suddenly I felt like I had a balloon inside me. My face was red, I was blushing from a feeling of dull pain and muted pleasure, but my dick was rock hard. My heart raced as I felt Grampa Donovan tap and rotate the butt plug several times so it made my butt and body vibrate. Donovan then wiped my ass with a towel to remove the rest of the thick and numbing lube. “Damn, Mikey. You did well baby boy. I think your hole was made for this kind of thing. It’s like it was aching for it. Your Grampa’s gonna love it!” The big butt plug throbbed in my butt and it felt good to use my ass muscles to pull it in and out of my anus ring. “Now, put this on. I got this specially for you.” He threw a ripped tank top over to me and when I sat up to put it on I read that it said “ButtBoy4Older”. When I pulled it over my head, it barely covered my nipples. “Wear these too,” he said as he threw some very skimpy denim shorts at me. “Are you sure my Grampa won’t know we are trying to trick him?” I asked as I pulled on the skin tight shorts. I saw my reflection in a mirror and gasped as I realized that I looked like a truck stop slut, just like I had seen in some amateur porn flicks. “And this,” he said as he threw a baseball cap at me that said “Daddy’s Slut”. Looking at the cap I said. “Won’t this give the wrong impression? Are you sure Grampa won’t get suspicious seeing this?” “Your Grampa will be trying to protect your ass tonight, not fuck it.” With the cap on my head, I saw the mirror reflect a wanton and lurid image of a young male slut. All I needed was a lollipop in my mouth to complete the obscene image. “Isn’t this a bit much? Don’t I look like a tramp?” “It’s just to tease the men. Before we knew you were our Grandson, your Grampa loved talking about how he would love to whore you out. Now, one of your tasks tonight is to work the check in table, where you will…welcome the Toxic Trolls.” “Wait…Grampa Zeke wanted to whore me out?” “Yes, little Mikey. He got really excited fantasizing about corrupting you into a cock hungry slut for the poz trolls and men like them. But again, that’s before he knew you were related.” Grampa Donovan squeezed his own meat as he spoke to me. “Would he still like that, do you think? To have you guys whore me out? Would that make him get over the incest stuff?” I said feeling inspired by the idea of what might bring Grampa Zeke closer to me. “Let me tell you something, Grandson. Your Grampa Zeke is as dirty minded as I am. He might appear all kind and paternal but his Achilles heel is any uninhibited and submissive cock hungry boy who loves taking loads. If he thought that was who you really were, I think he would drop the mask and pound his poz seed into you as often as he could. It would make you irresistible to him, and me.” Hmm, I thought to myself, as long as I am on the PREP like Dolf gave me and Grampa Zeke thinks I’m a whore, he would be more likely to finally give himself to me completely and I wouldn’t get HIV. So, that settles it. Tonight I will act like a total boy whore and get Grampa Zeke really excited, and he will fuck me anonymously through the glory hole wall. And then, I’ll reveal to him that he fucked me. “Ok. How do I work the check in table for the Toxic Trolls? What do I need to do?” I asked as I admired my plump ass and boyish looks in the mirror.

Sorry I am made an error in this section and replaced it here. Hope you enjoy it. I woke up again, it was just after midnight. I went to go and use the bathroom and heard moaning. This time it didn't sound like the porn playing on the TV, it was someone here with Rick. I slowly and quietly walked to his bedroom and ever so quietly and slowly peaked into his bedroom. I could see Rick on top of a young guy, like my age or younger, barely 18, and he was fucking him with his huge cock. The guy on the bottom was spreading out his legs begging Rick to fuck him hard and make him pregnant. What did he say??? Make him pregnant? That word again? Men don't get pregnant. Rick was pounding him hard. "Yeah you want my cock don't you, you little sluttly boy" Rick said pounding him hard " Fuck yes Daddy fuck me hard with your huge cock...fuck me please, don't stop" the guy said "Tell me what you really want", Rick said "I want you to make me pregnant" the bottom said "And tell me, say it boy or you won't get it anymore", Rick said as he pulled out and stopped fucking the guy. His cock was glistening with lube and what looked like jizz. The bottom guy looked frustrated and tried to push back towards Rick's hard cock. "No bitch say it or you won't get it." Rick said sternly "I want your cock, I want you to fuck me, I want you to make me pregnant, PLEASE PLEASE" he begged "And!", Rick said "And shoot your hot POZ load in me please" he begged WTH....he was begging Rick to shoot his knowingly HIV positive load in him. What was this guy saying. "Yeah that's it tell Daddy what you need. You been wanting this for a long time. Your pussy has wanted Daddy's cock and charged cum" Rick said "Yes Daddy I have wanted it for soooo long. I've wanted your hot charged cum in me. I've waited over six months for you to fuck me and plant your charged seed me. Fuck I need your cock in me, I need your charged cum please Daddy" the bottom said "Yeah wasn't it worth the wait", Rick said as he started to pound the bottom beneath him You could see the bottom in bliss, his eyes rolled back into his head all while spreading his legs and panting and moaning. Rick turned towards the door and I pulled back. I don't think he saw me. I waited in the hallway without looking and just listened to them. I looked down and my cock was rock hard and my hand was already on it. Rick fucked him hard for the next 5 minutes. All that time the bottom guy was moaning begging for Rick's charged POZ seed in him. He wanted to get pregnant with his cum, his DNA. My cock was rock hard listening to it. I peeked back again. Rick was no piledriving into the bottom. The guy was trying to scream but nothing came out, just a whimper. You could see the bottoms cock, a descent size was leaking precum without even touching his cock. I could tell Rick was on the edge. He had that look on his face I saw the other night. "Here it comes whore, you are going to get it." Rick yelled now ramming his cock into the bottoms ass. "OHHHH yes Daddy cum in me please, I want your POZ cum in me", he moaned back. Rick yelled as he kept ramming into the young guy under him essentially pinning him into the bed. I could see Rick was releasing his seed into the younger bottom. "AHHHHHH", Rick yelled He kept ramming him and started to slow his pace. You could see the cum coating his cock as it slowly went in and out. The bottom kept moaning. Rick leaned over and they started to kiss deeply. In all the excitement in watching them fuck, I came in my underwear. My hand was wet, my underwear filled and wet with my huge load of cum and it was leaking down my leg. I tried to scoop it up with my other hand. I quietly went back to my bedroom and licked up all my cum. I kept thinking about what I just saw and heard and my cock got hard again. I couldn't help myself and started to jack off thinking about the scene and shot another load on my chest. Licking it up and from my underwear. Content or not, I drifted off to sleep. I woke up the next morning early around 6am. The sun was out. I went out to take a shower and when I came out Rick and the guy I saw in the room were in the living room. The guy was leaving. "Jeff I want you to meet my roommate Dan. Dan this is my friend Jeff", Rick said "Hello nice to meet you", I said Jeff said the same. He looked even younger than I thought earlier. Barely 18. He was in a tight see thru shirt and boy booty shorts. His ass cheeks were hanging out a little and there was what looked like cum leaking down his leg. He noticed me looking and smiled and used his finger to wipe it up then licked his finger. "Ohh sorry he came in me so many times I overflowing", he said smiling "Okay", I said back. I could feel my cock getting hard. Rick was only sporting his thin white shorts and a decent hard on. "Sorry if we were making too much noise last night", jeff said "No not at all. Didn't hear a thing", I said "Really. I thought I heard you in the living room or hall way." Rick said smiling "Maybe when I was using the bathroom", I replied "There was cum on the ground when we walked out" Rick said "It could have been leaking from me, you fucked me so many times last night. Its still leaking out of me." Jeff said flirting with Rick "Well I gotta get going. Nice to meet you Dan", Jeff said leaning over to Rick and kissing him while grabbing his huge meat. Rick grabbed him and pulled him in for a deep kiss, their tongues going at it while he grabbed the kids ass. "You better get going before I take you right here", Rick said "He might like it" Jeff said looking at me and his hand rubbing Rick's cock thru his thin shorts. "Sorry I gotta get ready for school. Have fun", I said quickly turning back and going into the bathroom. I went into the bathroom to get washed up and hide my hard on. Rick came to the bathroom door. "Its okay if you were in the hall way, I don't mind you watching. Come in next time", Rick said "Uhh okay thanks. I am good." I said. I was naked and getting into the shower. "Okay if I come in and use the bathroom" Rick said "Sure" I replied as I started to shave He pulled out his half erect piece of man meat and started to rub it for a few times while stepping into the bathroom. He could see my hard cock. "Your leaking boy" he said reaching out and swirling his hand on my cock scooping up my precum and teasing the tip of my cock. I moaned and my eyes closed a bit. He took his fingers and licked them. "Hmmm you do taste good. Maybe I will get to taste more of you later one day" He said. "Ughh yeah maybe" I said, not knowing why I said that. "Good sooner the better" Rick said grabbing my cock head and taking more leaking precum and sticking it in my mouth. Again that way he did it felt good in my mouth so sensual so soft my mouth on autopilot started to lick and suck his finger clean. "Yeah good boy taste your cum, its so sweet" he said He turned back towards the urinal I couldn't help but look at his huge cock. He saw me look while I was shaving. He smiled. "I wish you came in last night. We could have had a lot of fun", Rick said "Ohh thanks I am fine", I replied "You jack off last night" Rick asked I paused and thought. Do I tell him the truth. "Yeah", I said as I washed my face. "Good, if you need help again let me know." he said putting his cock back in his thin shorts. I got a glance and he of course saw me. "I know things are a bit awkward right now but I hope we can get past it. I just want you to be happy.", Rick said squeezing it noticing my eyes fixed on his meat "Thank you I appreciate that", I said quickly and fully stepped into the shower. He finished using the bathroom and left.

Then he suddenly stopped and turned me over. He pulled me up on my knees and spread my cheeks and went back to eating me out. I moaned again putting my head down and just enjoying the pleasure. He got one of his old dirty shirts and put it under my nose along with worn underwear. I inhaled them and it made my buzz even further. After a few minutes of eating me out, playing with my balls and cock, I felt Rick stand up behind me. He put something wet on my hole and put his cock at the entrance of my hole. I was so in bliss and I felt him his large head enter me. I let out a scream in pain. "Ahhhhhh it hurts." I yelled "It's okay baby, it will hurt now but trust me you will be enjoying it soon enough. It will feel amazing. I promise. Have I been wrong yet?" Rick said comforting me "No" I said He pushed back again trying to get in. It hurt like hell and he had difficulty cause his head was fat. "Relax just breathe and smell my clothes. And now push back like you are taking a shit" he said I inhaled his shirt and got a buzz and pushed my ass out like I was taking a shit and holy crap it popped in. But it hurt. "Argghhhhhh" I yelled in pain. "Ahhh yeah that's it boy. I am in you. Fuck your cunt is so wet right now" he said. "Daddy stop please. It hurts. And you have HIV. I don't want to get AIDS" I cried out "Don't worry baby you might not get it." he said as he pushed forward into me. It was ripping me apart I yelled in pain. Now he had pushed me down flat on my stomach. He had his hands on my hips keeping me down. He kept sinking into me. "Ahhhhhh it hurts" I cried out He was now lying on me. "Don't worry baby you have half of me in you. Only a little more to go" he whispered in my ear. I felt his hands on my nipples working them sending shocks to my cock. He pushed further while pulling on my nipples causing pain in both. It made my ass not as sore. It hurt really bad. I felt each inch rip my hole apart in his width and pushing in his depth. Then I felt something in my belly. Like he hit something. He pushed and I yelled out in pain. I was tearing and it hurt bad. I tried to adjust but he was too big and heavy for me. I finally felt his crotch against my ass. "Ohhh Dan. I am finally all in you. Fuck your pussy feels so good. I feel it pulsing around my cock. I wants me in there. "Rick said in my ear kissing my ear and now kissing my neck. I moaned back. His hands still playing my nipples. I felt his slowly pull partially out and push back in. I kept letting out cries of pain as it still hurt but after a couple of minutes my ass felt like it adjusted or was just numb to his cock. He kept this up and his cock started to hit that spot his finger did but in a more powerful and intense way. I started to moan. It started to feel a little good. There was pain but now pleasure had entered from stage right. "Hmmm yeah your pussy enjoying this. Your pussy and my cock were meant for each other" he said. "Rick please stop soon. I don't want to get HIV please", I said in a half moan. He fucking me slowly and the pressure was intense and the pleasure started to build up. He pulled back with just the tip in. I thought he was going to pull out and in my body's betrayal my ass lifted up off the couch. It wanted his cock back in me. "Yeah your pussy wants DAddy's cock doesn't it. You want me to pull out?" he said as he pushed back into me. I let out a moan. I was in conflict. I didn't want HIV. "No please..." I moaned "Please what" he said as he sped up his pumping. "Please" I moaned He kept pumping. His breath got heavy. I knew he was cumming. "Please pull out please. I don't want to get HIV. Rick please" I cried out He kept pounding me. I tried to lift off but he was too big for me. "Yeah fuck your cunt is mine. I am going to cum in you. Give you my POZ load. You want it don't you. You want Daddy's cum in your cunt", he said. He was close "No please don't....don't" I yelled trying to push up "You sure, your cunt is squeezing me...your pussy wants it. You know you want it. You've always wanted it" he yelled My mind was racing, no don't want HIV, why would I. I don't want it. "Here is comes bitch" he yelled I felt his cock get bigger in which I didn't think was possible and felt him shoot load after load into me. I felt his hot cum hitting my walls. It was an incredible weird feeling. I just lay there taking it. I began to tear and sob a little. Rick kept pumping slowly until he was done with me. He pulled out of me and off me and sat back on the couch. I stayed lying down for a minute and slowly got up and sat up. "Dan you ok" Rick asked "Yeah, no, I dont know" I said tearing "I told you once I fuck someone I always come in them. Right?" Rick said "Yes" I replied "But I said dont cum in me" I replied "What did I just say. You knew" Rick said sternly "Yes I know", I replied "Then why did you let me fuck you in the first place", Rick said "You let me cock in you. You even pushed back on me a few times. I could feel your cunt pull me in" he said All this talk made my head spin. "You sure you didn't want me to fuck you and cum in you" Rick said now sitting closer to me. "I don't know why I didn't stop you at the beginning or tell me to stop when I asked?" I said "Maybe its cause you know you want me to fuck you and to cum in you" Rick said rubbing my thigh. "I don't want to get HIV." I said "You sure. I know you wanted my cum and you wanted me to fuck you. You even enjoyed it", Rick said "No I don't. I don't know what I want and didn't enjoy it" I countered back to him "You sure you didn't want it or enjoy it" Rick said pointing down to the couch. I didn't realize it but I had cum. There was a puddle of my cum on the couch. "I know you did. Your pussy wanted this. You wanted this. If you didn't you wouldn't have come with me tonight. You know I have HIV and I am not on meds. You see how I look. You know I am sick. But your pussy tells me otherwise" Rick said as his finger was now back in me rubbing my gspot. My cock was hard and leaking again. I was so confused. I had just been fucked by a man with HIV who is not on meds and he came in me. I don't want to get sick. What is wrong with me?

I woke up the next morning. My ass was sore both the entrance and my inside. I got up and went to the bathroom took a shower and got ready. As I came out of my bedroom dressed Rick was at the table having coffee. He asked that I join him. I grabbed some coffee and sat at the table across from him. "How are you doing" Rick asked "I am ok. Just sore." I replied "Don't worry it will heal" he said I nodded "How are you feeling" he asked "Confused" I replied "Do you want to talk about it?" Rick asked "Not sure. I don't know what to think. I thought about what you said last night" I replied and paused "You are right, I knew you have HIV and I knew we were making out. I enjoyed the way you played with my ass and my body. I just didn't stop and think. I was too in the moment" I said "Did you enjoy it" Rick asked "I did and my body did. But I did say not to cum in me." I said "Yes that's true and I am sorry I got carried away. But you also knew once I was in I don't pull out and I asked if you wanted me to stop and you didn't say anything." Rick said "You have up to 72 hours to get on PEP. You should go to the clinic and get some. I think that will ease your mind. As for us playing together, I don't want to force you into anything you are not wanting or ready for. Maybe we take a pause. Ok?" Rick said I nodded. He stood up and left the house to go to work. I got to work early. Professor Post came by me desk and chatted and gave me some things to follow up on. His crotch was eye level and he didn't change yet and was wearing his spandex biking shorts but it looked tighter. His cock was hard and you could clearly see the outline. It looked at least 8-9" and it was thick. I tried not to look. "Hello earth to Dan up here" he said smiling. I said sorry and took the papers he gave to me. He stepped a little closer to me so his crotch was literally 6-8 inches away from my face. I looked up at him towering over me. He looked down at his crotch and then I did. It was thick and he throbbed it making it move and then said "Hmmmm... It likes you". I started to blush. I was worried as there were other employees in the office but they couldnt see what was going on cause his back was to them and part of a cubicle wall was blocking their view. I noticed at the tip of his cock a ring like thing was sticking thru the spandex. I stared leaning in closer to look. He then stepped a little closer and pushed his crotch into my face. Both our motion at the same time placed my face in his crotch against his hard cock. I inhaled and smelled his crotch. It smelled musty, body odor like and also this aroma which was intoxicating. He looked down at me and I back up at him and he pointed to my crotch. My cock was hard and pushing thru my running shorts. "I like you in running shorts, keep that up in the office. Ok" he said in a quiet yet commanding way and I nodded. He stepped back and I could see a small wet patch the size of a dime at the tip of his cock. "Ok I want those reports by the end of tomorrow Dan" he said as he placed his folders in front of his bulge and walked away.

Jory the Jock Jory was the jock that everyone wanted to be. He was captain of the college football team. He was going out with the hottest girl on the cheerleading team. He was the bro of all bros. He was a 6’1’’ black man with a toned football quarterback body. Unfortunately, he was also self-centered jackass that only though with his dick. Any all of his bros on the team knew it. It never failed, once one of the guys would score a new girlfriend, Jory would swoop in and get his dick in her before anyone else had the chance. He would fain being sorry and swear he would never do anything like that again. That is until another of the guys got a new girlfriend. It was the worst kept secret of the team. Everyone knew this was his pattern. His girlfriend just ignored all the gossip about her boyfriend, even though she knew deep down it was true. Well some of the guys had enough of his shit. They planned out a toga party and invited a small group of cool people to attend the kegger. Arim and Troy had had enough. The night of the party arrived and the men started with their plan. They waited for the party to die down to just a few people. Basically just people that would leave when told the party was over. It was a small group. They had made sure that Jory was showing up late by throwing him on the trail of a new conquest. Beside they had their eyes on his girlfriend Tiffany. They made Tiffany a mixed drink with a ton of G. Enough to punch out a small elephant they laughed to themselves. She was already pretty drunk and wouldn’t catch the taste. The plan was to have her pass out and drag her to the bedroom and each take their turns with her. They would record the parts where she was coherent and send them to Jory to knock him down a peg or two. The two men had not foreseen that Jory would make the last of the party. He was an asshole and just grabbed the drink out of his girlfriend’s hand and downed the drink himself. Pissed off that their plan was now gone to shit, the guys called the party to an end. Everyone left except for the 2 men and their leader Jory. It was probably a good thing he stayed because he was starting to feel the G kick in and sank into the couch. After a minute or two he was passed out. The two guys were understandably upset that they would no longer get to run a train on his girlfriend because he was an asshole and downed her drink. So after they calmed down a bit, they realized they could go with the newly made plan of plan b. They pulled out their smoking supplies. Arim pulled out some T and Troy pulled out a pipe. The two men started hitting the pipe, making cloud after cloud. They started jerking off to chub up a bit. Once they started to get hard, they took out their phones and recorded themselves slapping Jory in the face with their dicks. Jory’s mouth opened up and Troy thought, why not? He pushed his head into the open mouth. Immediately, he went instantly full 7 inch white boy hard on. T: Oh damn, that mouth feels good alright. Troy looks down at Jory. T: Damn Jory. I never took you as a cocksucker. Troy pushed more of his hard dick into the mouth. A: What the fuck are you doing dude? Haha that’s fucking horrible of you. Let me get in on that. Arim walked up with his hard dick and pushed his head into the open mouth. A: Oh damn. T: Right! It’s like his mouth was meant for your latino dick haha. Arim pushed as far as his 8 inch dick would go into the unconscious jock’s mouth. He starts to fuck the open mouth. A: Yeah, this will teach you to fuck everyone else’s girl. Hey Troy, get your phone and make sure you are getting this. Troy finds his phone again and records the assault of Jory’s mouth. The jock was leaking spit everywhere. T: Damn that looks so hot. Fuck this guy. Arim pushes in past the arch of the throat and moans. A: Yeah, I mean. We could you know. Teach him a lesson for fucking our girls. T: What are you talking about? A: Hey help me take him to the bedroom. I have an idea. Chapter 2 – Teaching him a lesson The two men each grabbed the jock on each side of him. They moved him over to the bed. Before Troy could start asking questions about what was happening, Arim already started stripping the jock. Thank goodness they had made it a toga party. He was dressed in only a sheet and his underwear underneath. They pulled the sheet off of his chiseled torso. When he got to the jock’s boxer briefs, he turned around to Troy. A: Go and get the cuffs. Time to treat the golden boy like a bitch. Like one of our bitches he loves to get up inside of. You with me? Troy stares at Arim a minute. If feels like a long minute but then grins back at his partner in crime. T: Yeah, fuck this bitch. Arim rips off the jock’s underwear and throws them by the bed post. Troy comes back with some restraints they use for their girl gangbangs. Tonight they would be used on the main man that liked using them the most. They lay the jock on his stomach and restrain his arms to the bed posts. Next they tie his legs to the other bed posts. This leaves the jocks ass exposed and open to the world. Troy leaves and comes back with their party supplies and a medical kit. They bust out more tina and smoke up. They pull out a needless syringe they use to push tina lube into girl’s asses during their gangbangs. Arim spits on the jock’s exposed hole and pushes his finger into the athletic ass. With him being unconscious, the digit sank right in with no trouble. But he pulls it out right away. It was only the beginning. They load up the syringe with lube and push it up the hole. A: This is for the three girls you fucked before me. take each one like a dirty whore, you fuck. Arim picks out some shards and pushes them one by one by one up the jock ass. He pushes his finger in behind the shards to make sure they dissolved deep inside of him. The ass muscles squeeze his finger a bit but relax once the tina had dissolved. Troy walks up and grabs some tina himself. T: This is for the two girls you fucked before me. Fucking asshole. Troy pushes two more large shards into the jock’s ass. They start playing porn on one of the phones. The other is ready to record the ordeal to further emasculate the man after the fact. The two men start jerking off to the porn and getting hard again. Once they are back to full shaft, Troy breaks out the smelling salt from the medical bag. He shoves the salt under Jory’s nose and almost instantly the jock starts to wake. All the tina pushed into his ass hits him like a ton of bricks. Jory starts feeling the tina body tingles right away. But before he could gather any thoughts, Arim gets up behind him with his body against the alpha jock. Jory felt the thick dick sliding against his ass but had no idea what it was. All he knew was his hole was begging for attention. Then without any warning, Arim pushes his dick into the alpha jock’s tight hole. Jory bellows out. all the air had been pushed out of his lungs. He had no idea what was going on. Then he felt more dick push inside of him. Jory pulls on the binds that hold his arms and legs in place. All he can think of is WTF! WTF! WTF! Arim pushes forward again getting the length of his dick inside of Jory. His dick throbs inside of the tight hole. The jock finally realizes what position he is in. He starts to buck and shove the man assaulting him off but the binds are too tight. He pulls on the restraints to no avail. The man on top of him starts to pull out and then slams back inside of him. That’s when Jory hears it – the laughter from Arim and Troy. Troy was cheering on his friend as he pounded the alpha male’s ass like a common hoe. J: Get off me! stop it! Get off me you fag! Arim slams back into the crying jock, forcing a moan out of the new bottom. A: Sounds like Jory likes what he is getting. You like that big dick in your hole? You do, don’t you? Yeah, take my dick. T: Okay man, let me have a turn. Arim pulls out and shifts off of the restrained jock. He is immediately replaced by the white boy Troy. His 7 inch hard on is rubbing up against the wet hole. With each glide over his hole, the tied down jock became vocal. J: Get off me guys. This is fucking gay. Leave my ass alone. Before he could finish his thought, Troy slams his thick dick into the black man. Jory grabs on the restrains again and tries to free himself. Troy rewards his efforts with starting to give him a good rhythmic fucking. He continues to bottom out on the jock. With each thrust balls deep in him, Jory strained himself trying to reach behind him and grab his attacker. J: who the fuck is raping me? A: No one rapes a whore. And you have proven yourself a man-whore to the extreme. J: Guys, this isn’t funny. This fucking hurts. Stop before I murder you for this. The two men just laugh at their sex slave chained down. Troy slaps Arim on the shoulder. That is their bro code way of tagging in and out. Arim pulls out and Troy takes his place behind the confined black man. T: Just sit back and try to enjoy this you fucking whore. Troy slams his dick back into the black man’s hole. Jory howls as Troy bottoms out. Again Jory pulls on his restraints to no avail. Troy continues to slam into the jock repeatedly for what felt like an hour for the new bottom. When he finally slowed down the pace, Jory was greatful for the moment but soon was full of fear again. T: oh yeah, baby, make me feel it. you want my load in your pussy? You know, the way you always breed our girls? J: oh gawd no. Don’t do that. Please pull it out. Don’t cum in me. Troy starts slamming back into the jock’s ass and screams. T: ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, take my load you fucking whore. Troy slams into Jory for the final time. He rests against the worn out jock. They both lay there. One in a moment of triumph and one in a moment of shame. Troy pulls out and without skipping a beat Arim replaces the dick in Jory’s wet hole. J: No, please not again. Please take it out. I’ll do anything. Just don’t fuck me. I’m sorry about your girls. I’ll never do it again. Just don’t make me into one of those whores. A: oh don’t worry, that’s not possible. You were already a whore. We’re just finally treating you like one. Now shut the fuck up and take my dick. Arim starts slamming into the worn out bottom and for the first time, Jory is making moans along with the fuck. He had been fighting the feeling and refused to moan. That was until he was seeded like a fucking bitch. He could still feel the load. Some of it leaking down his butt cheek and leg. Most of it being fucked deep inside of his own hole. Jory listened to the sound of the cum being squished around inside of him. He knew that sound. He loved that sound. He loved hearing that sound once he had shot his first load inside a bitch and kept fucking it inside her twat. And now his own hole was making that sound. What had happened to put him in this position? J: Please stop. I’ll fucking kick your guys’s asses. Just fucking stop this shit. As if reading his mind, Arim starts naming off the names of girls Jory had swooped up and fucked before his homies. It was a long list. Once Arim got done with the girls’s names, he just kept calling Jory a common whore. When Arim was finally ready to blow his load, he pulled out and went to the front of the bed where Jory’s face was. He rubbed his dickhead on Jory’s face and shot his huge load all over his face. A: Oohhhhhhhh fuuuuuck yeahhh. Yeah baby. Did you get that money shot on cam? Or were you too busy texting, Troy? T: oh I got it. But I have also been texting one of the guys. I had to fill Wayne in on this action. He is on his way to take his turn.

(continued) Spent, holes well used, I watched as the black bodybuilder walked to the dungeon exit, followed by the chiseled blond thirty-something, then the dark haired man with tattoos, then the 18 year old wrestler.. I quickly followed with my uncle bringing up the rear. We walked up the stairs into the living room and without a word, they all put their cloths on and exited the house leaving only me and my uncle. After he went into his bedroom I quickly passed out on the couch. Waking up about an hour later, still naked, I walked into his room. He was asleep on top of the bed with a raging hardon. I leaned down and took it in my mouth and began to suck the stale cum that was still coated on his huge rod. He rolled over, placed his hands on the back of my head and began to work my throat. Still in a fog, his giant tool passed the back of my mouth and opened my throat. All of a sudden he thrust up, groaned and shot another load. The taste and smell of his warm cum was all I needed and I collapsed into the bed, it was now about 5 a.m. I awoke about 8 a.m., put on my cloths and went home. A few days later after work the wrestler and I stopped by the house. My uncle opened the door and invited us in. He poured us some whiskey and asked if we wanted to watch some porn. We grinned and said, absolutely. He turned on the TV and as the video came on it was us in the dungeon the other night. The cameras had caught everything from different angles and the film was edited. I could see the workout Steve had taken, his young hard body matching every bit of the other men. I watched as I was getting my hole destroyed, my ass beginning to tingle as I watched. Steve turned and said that he had been checking out the other wrestlers in the communal showers at school after practice and noted that some of the guys were very hung – if only they could be coerced into joining. With only a little time that night, we all jerked off into one of the whiskey glasses and I had the pleasure of drinking down all the cum mixed together. I then took my finger and ran it around the inside of the glass, not wanting to leave a trace of the elixir. The TV was turned off and we headed for the door. As I left I said, “we need to make another video.” My uncle responded, “before that, you and I are going to the bathhouse.” I quickly said, “fuck yeah”.

Got turned into just a hole last night. Ended up going to the bathhouse, climbed into the sling, and put on my blindfold. Eventually a verbal top came to play with me telling me he knows I just want to be a hole and to beg for his cock. I of course beg for it and let him use me. This leads to others to come watch so the top offers my hole to 2 other guys as well, letting them breed me before he takes back over. His cock felt so good pushing all that cum deeper into me. After everyone was done and taking a break, I climbed out of the sling and noticed all the cum that ended up on the floor. I swiped up as much as I could and fingered it back into my ass. Felt so wrong to do that, but I earned those loads.

Just took a load from a guy that hasnt cum in two weeks. Big 6'6 tall hairy bearded bear, he was so hot and horny, pounded my ass and busted balls deep, it felt so good...he wants to do this every time he comes to town to visit his family...Good FWB!

Part 13: The Biohazard Number and a Husband's "Hey Honey" The evening finds you in bed, a knot of conflicting emotions so tight you can barely breathe. The day's events replay in your mind on a relentless loop: the disappointingly negative test result, the doctor's cold rejection, his seething confession, the way he forced your hand against his toxic bulge. Then the bathroom stall, the anonymous student, the feeling of his load of questionable status filling you. And finally, the doctor's return, his possessive rage, the intimate, terrifying connection as he flooded you with his essence. Your hand drifts down between your legs. Your hole feels wonderfully puffy, swollen, used. You press a finger against it, feeling the tender, bruised flesh. You can feel the wetness inside, a mixture of two distinct loads, a potent cocktail of student and doctor, still resting deep in your guts. The thought of losing even a drop is unbearable. You reach over to the nightstand and pull out your favorite dildo, a thick, veined thing that always hits the right spot. You skip the lube; there's more than enough left inside of you. You guide it to your sore hole and push it in slowly, a deep moan escaping your lips as it sinks home. You're not fucking yourself for pleasure; you're performing maintenance. You work the dildo in and out, shoving what is left of the precious, toxic loads deeper, making sure your body absorbs every last remaining drop of their gift. As you work the dildo, your mind races, fixating on the student. You replay the encounter in your head, trying to decipher his true nature. Was he just a horny kid exploring his newfound freedom at college, chasing the thrill of anonymous bareback risk? Is his excitement about the unknown just a newfound kink, a horny reaction to walking the edge of a cliff? Or is he something more deliberate? A calculating hunter, excited by the possibility of a permanent change, even if he doesn't know what he carries? But then the doctor's voice cuts through your fantasy, cold and clinical. That kid was negative. The doctor would know; he knew his lab results. And as much as you wanted to believe the kid was a secret legend in the making, you had to trust the doctor's diagnosis. The student was just a gateway drug, not the main event. A fun, dirty, but ultimately temporary stepping stone. Then you think about the doctor. He wasn't a bugchaser; he was a man who was pozzed unknowingly by the man he loved, a victim of betrayal. But in that office, something shifted. It wasn't your defiance that changed him; it was your submission. Your desperate, shame-filled honesty, your complete inability to hide your fear and desire—you didn't just challenge his medical authority; you laid your soul bare at his feet. But there was something more, something undeniable. Even in the midst of his rage, you were aroused by him. You couldn't stop staring at the bulge in his scrubs, a fact he couldn't have missed. And when he confessed his status, that he was poz and highly toxic, your own cock didn't shrink in fear. It throbbed. He saw it. He saw the raw, undeniable proof of your desire for the very thing that had destroyed his life. In your pathetic vulnerability and your unmistakable arousal, you showed him a new way to see his condition. You weren't horrified by his poison; you were drawn to it. You helped him discover that his "life sentence" could be wielded as power, that his poison could be a gift. You didn't just awaken his rage; you awakened his inner god. He wasn't just a man broken by it; he was a true toxic titan, reborn in that moment. Your eyes drift to your phone, lying on the nightstand. The memory of the biohazard symbol on the toilet wall flashes in your mind. The phone number written beneath. Who would leave a number like that? The possibilities are endless. A fellow bugchaser, looking for a connection. A true giftgiver, a dispenser of destiny. A poz guy who just got his own positive result and is looking to share the "good news." Or maybe it's just a troll, someone's idea of a sick joke. The uncertainty doesn't deter you; it intoxicates you. The thrill of the unknown pulls at something deep inside you, a primal urge to explore who’s at the end of the line. Your desire overrides your caution. You leave the dildo buried deep inside you, a constant, full reminder of the day's events. You grab your phone, your hand slick with your own leaking precum, and open your photo gallery. You find the picture of the number. Your heart hammers. A reckless, desperate urge takes over. You need to know. You need to hear the voice on the other end. You don't save the number. You don't give it a name. You just manually type the digits into the keypad, your thumb hovering over the green call button. This is it. An anonymous connection. A step further into the abyss. You start to stroke your cock. You are hard as hell, massaging your cockhead with the precum flowing from your piss slit. You are building up to a climax. You press it. It rings once. Someone picks up. "Hey honey." The world stops. It's his voice. Your husband's. The shock is so profound, so absolute, that it triggers a physical response. Your balls tighten, your ass spasms around the dildo, sucking it in to the hilt, your cock jerks, and you erupt. A thick, powerful rope of cum shoots from your slit, splattering across your chest and stomach. You almost drop the phone. It's a dry, shuddering, soul-crushing orgasm that feels more like a seizure than a release. You're gasping for air, your body convulsing on the bed as the waves of pleasure and horror crash over you. "Hey," you manage to choke out, your voice a strangled whisper, still panting from your unexpected climax. "I... I think I butt-dialed you. Sorry." There's a pause on the other end. "Oh, okay," he says, his tone completely normal, utterly unaware of the seismic shock and the simultaneous orgasm ripping through you. "No worries. Everything alright? You sound weird." "Yeah," you lie, your throat tight, your own cum cooling on your skin. "Just... tired. I'll, uh, I'll see you at home on Friday." "Okay, love you." "Love you too." You hang up. The screen goes dark. You're left in the silence of your bedroom, the phone feeling like a lead weight in your hand, your own load as damning evidence on your chest, the dildo still buried deep inside you. You're not just shaking; you're vibrating. The realization doesn't just hit you—it unravels you. You knew he was a slut like you. You saw him at the rest stop, heard him beg for a toxic load. That's your shared sickness, your unspoken bond. But this... this is different. The rest stop is a playground. The clinic is a reckoning. He wasn't just there for a quick, anonymous fuck in the dark. He was there in the light of day, sitting in the same waiting room, filling out the same forms. He was there with a purpose. The questions flood your mind, each one more chilling than the last. Was he there for PEP, trying to crawl back to safety? Was he on PrEP, building a wall against the very gift you both crave? Was he just treating another bug, a simple hurdle on the path? Or was he there for confirmation, just like you, and was he may be more successful? You have no idea. The ambiguity is a chasm of uncertainty, and you are falling into it. The rest stop made you partners in sin. But this... this makes you competitors. The clinic is no longer just a buffet; it's a race. And you have no idea who's ahead, or even what the finish line looks like for him. You lie there in the dark, the ghost of his casual "Hey honey" echoing in your mind, your own cum drying on your skin. But then, a new thought cuts through the haze of panic, sharp and cold. In this race, you might just have the advantage. You know about him. You've identified him at the rest stop, and now at the clinic. You've seen his secret life laid bare. Does he have any idea about you? As far as you know, you're still just his husband, his safe harbor. The thought sends a dark thrill through you. You're not just racing him; you're hunting him. And he doesn't even know he's being hunted. The call wasn't the end. It was the starting gun.

Sorry again for typos and grammar. Hope you enjoy it. He pushed my legs apart and lay down towards me and gave me a deep kiss. Our lips locked and our tongues intertwined. He was an amazing kisser that I let out a soft moan. I lifted my knees to his side pressing him keeping him there, not wanting him to leave. He broke away and work down my body sucking my nipples making me moan and wince both with pain and pleasure. His hands were all over me. I was so aroused at this point. He then lifted my legs. "I am going to eat your pussy boy" he said. "What, I don't have a pussy" I said back with a questioning face. He then went down and started to kiss my ass hole and lick it. It was something I had never felt before and the feeling send chills to my cock. Rick then started to tongue my hole. I couldn't help myself, I was both stunned and pleasured and started to moan. Rick dove in more and started to eat out my ass hole. I felt by body both tense and melt from the pleasure and my cock start to throb. "Yeah boy this is what a man does to a girl, eat her pussy. Make her wet. You know that. You've done that right? I am now eating your pussy" Rick said. My mind wasn't fully functioning. I was thinking....."Yes I had eaten pussy many times and made girls cum from it. But now I was being eaten out and it felt so good. But I don't have a pussy...right. OMG it feels so good. He is eating me out, it feel sooo good. I don't know what to think. I don't have a pussy. But it feels soo fucking good. "Hmmm your pussy is all wet boy. I hear you moaning like a girl. Feels good don't it. Tell Daddy." Rick said "Ohhh yes Daddy it feels amazing. Keep licking me and eating me please", I begged "Eat what Dan? Tell me, say it" Rick said "Eat me please" I replied "No. Eat what?" Rick asked as he stopped eating me out. I tried pushing my face on his mouth and he held me there. "Eat my ass" I said as I pushed back. He stopped me and held me there. "No it's not an ass hole. What is Dan? You need to say it if you want me to eat you out. I know you do" Rick said. He then used his finger to tease my hole. "Eat my pussy please. Please eat me out, eat my pussy please Daddy" I begged "Good boy" Rick said and then dived back in and started to eat me out. Licking and teasing my hole with his tongue, sucking me with his lips, feeling his scruff on my taint. I started to moan. "Ohhhhh fuck! Eat me Daddy. Eat my pussy please" I yelled moaning. My head was back and I want panting and moaning. He had his hands on my thighs while his head was down on my hole. I felt his tongue enter my hole and hot deep in me. I moaned out loud. "Fuck boy your pussy is all wet. Your cunt is so tight around my tongue" he said as he went back down to eating me. His hands rubbing my thighs. I was in ecstasy and thought it couldn't get better. Then I felt his finger enter my hole. It hurt and I winced. The pain went away as he alternated between his mouth and tongue and his finger slowly working it in me. I felt his finger go deeper in my hole and his mouth eating me out. Then I felt him hit something deep in me. My eyes rolled back in my head and I let out a loud deep moan. He pulled his finger out and played with my hole again but not putting it deep in me. "Yeah boy thats your G-spot. Just like a girl. Fuck you have such a nice pussy dont you Dan" Rick said "Yes daddy I have a pussy. I never knew I had a g spot like a girl" I said while moaning as he worked me over. He stuck his finger back in and I winced as I felt his fingernail scrape my inside. He alternated again eating me out and fingering me. I was in bliss. I felt something larger and I thought was it his cock. "Ohhh fuck Dan I got 2 fingers in you. Your cunt is pulsing boy. Your have a tight wet pussy" Rick said fingering me. He would hit my gspot and make me see stars.

What a great topic to revive! With so many thousands of partners and experiences under my belt, picking just one will be difficult, but several come to mind... 1) A regular fisting bud who I have played and filmed with multiple times took my T cherry and I clouded for my first (and so far only time) and then proceeded between the poppers and some adidtional clouds to stuff my buttCunt with huge toys (fucking me to the hilt using a strap on with vac-U-lock) and his fists for TEN hours before sending me home in a diaper, which I uncontrollably wet about half way home. I felt like the biggest sloppiest pig ever. (Side note: this is not a scene the is or will be commonplace for me, to preserve the effects and prevent addiction risks of using more than just poppers) 2) Being spit roasted at Canyon Club in Palm Springs by two guys while a third guy pissed on me and a group of guys watched. 3) Being shared by three guys to start one of my mornings at CCBC. The first guy fucked me and gave me a piss enema and told me I had to hold it in when he pulled out and then the seoncd guys fucekd me with the piss in me and then the third guy and back to the first and they literally fucked the piss out of me as it leaked and sloshed out me as I was passed around among them over and over...and yes, other guys were watching me get used like the pig I am. 4) My first time doing Punch Punch Pass where I was pit on a large lazy Susan and 10 guys passed me around taking turns punching my hole with each hand (or both at once) before passing me to the next, around and around. I went for EIGHT full rounds with the 10 guys (we filmed it too!!!) awash poppered up bliss and use please overload (and over 160 punches to my batter buttCunt) leaving my used hole gaped and sloppy. I've done this several times since and the high of being shared like a good public hole never gets old.

Met a guy who’s Poz, says his strain is weak. Wants to increase his vl by taking more stronger strains, and get the fuck flu which he didn't get the first time and pass his stronger strain on to me. My question is can you get the fuck flu if you’re already poz? I mean I do think him sharing that new strain with me would bond us more but didn’t think it was possible.

I love the smell of balls, dick, old worn-out socks, and sneakers, but what really turns me on is smelling stinky, piss-soaked underwear with old yellow urine stains!

One of the delights is how my cock smells when I roll back my foreskin

Was just used as group Cumdump for a bunch of construction Workers in a housing development area, 10 men all came inside me multiple times i lost track

I went to my classes and then went back to work. I saw Professor Post in passing and he smiled and looked me over each time. He had changed to work pants but you could still see a little outline of his cock. We made small talk in the office around others but I could still feel his eyes ravage me. In one instance we were out in the main area and he brushed up against me in a narrow area and I felt his hand brush up against my ass. I was accidental but not in that his hand stayed for an extra second than it needed to. He walked away but turned back to see if I was looking at him and he saw me and smiled back. If felt exciting and good. He made me feel sexy, it was strange. After work I had dinner with Jane and her friends, we went to a bar after and then I got home around 11pm and was a drunk. I went home and jumped into bed and passed out. I got up around 1am and went to use the bathroom and brush my teeth. As I was finishing up Rick came to the bathroom. "Glad your up. Want to join me" Rick said with his hand out. He was standing before me naked. His cock turgid, I looked down at it. I didn't say anything I just took his hand and he led me to his bedroom. His TV was on and he led me to his couch. He kissed me slowly and lightly slipping his tongue between my lips. My head leaned in on its own wanting his kiss and his tongue deeper in my mouth. He was teasing me. His hands also were working my nipples teasing thema and pulling them, I moaned in his mouth. "Yeah, you want Daddy don't you. Just relax boy, I am going to make you feel so good." Rick said whispering in my ear. I leaned forward towards him wanting him. My hands were on his back caressing him, wanting to be closer to him. He pushed my head into his armpit. I took a deep breath inhaling his scent. My head buzzing now not just from the alcohol but his intoxicating scent. I kept smelling. "Take a taste" Rick said I took a small lick of his armpit. It tasted salty and tangy. I wanted more and started to not just inhale but lick his pit. "Yeah get it good, lick it up" Rick said. My cock was not rock hard and leaking. He pulled down my underwear. He didn't touch my cock but it hit his leg. He just teased my thighs and worked back up my body. My body was aroused and alive. My hands worked his body and found its way to his pulsing meat. I touched it, I could feel it throb in my hand. I massaged it and worked it. He pushed on my shoulders and I dropped to my knees and took him in my mouth. Licking is huge head then licking his thick shaft. Licking it up and down and then taking it in my mouth. He pushed forcing me to gag. "Relax boy" Rick said I did and sucked on it with hunger and slowly took more of him in my mouth and down my throat. I gagged but regrouped and focused on pleasing this man with a massive thick meat. I worekd my way down till I had a good 7 inches down my throat. He moaned. "Ohhh yeah boy your a good cock sucker aren't you. You love Daddy's cock in your mouth right?" he said. I quickly nodded. I kept working his shaft sucking all his precum leak, wanting to taste him so badly. He picked me up and threw my on the couch length wise. "You are mine tonight Dan. I will make you a man" he said I looked up at him, this 60 year old plus man who in any other situation I wouldn't and I don't think most men or women would find attractive. He was balding, skinny, a little tummy pouch, a hint gaunt with nipple rings. He wasn't ugly but he wasn't hot on the normal scale either. But I found him so alluring, so attractive. I was physically attracted to him and had some connection. I just stared at him as he towered over me. It was late but I didnt care.

Really difficult to say. I have had a variety os sexual experiences. When I get nostalgic and reminisce about fond memories in the past, I typically remember the same experiences. 1) had a 4 way with my bf and another M/F couple. My bf was gay, the other guy was bi. I fucked his wife while he fucked my bf. She wanted me raw and her husband wouldn’t let her. He left the room to use the restroom and I slipped off the condom( have only wore a condom on a few occasions) and pumped my load inside her pussy. He never knew. 2) the same bf brought a guy home for me to fuck. He was a beautiful 18yo twink; I was around 30yo. He stayed the weekend and I fucked and bread him all over the house and in the back yard. So many loads. 3) about six years ago I had a FB. He was about 10 or 15 years younger, Latino, with a nice build and dick, and a great ass. When his BF was away on business, I’d go over and fuck him. The last time we got together, we smoked a little weed and than another guy showed up. He was a 20 something married black guy with a big dick. My buddy was in cock heaven. We fucked his holes good. We took a break after me and the other guy put two loads each in his ass. We smoked a little more than went back to breeding him. After the black guy came, I sucked his cock clean than ate my buddy’s sloppy hole. Very uncharacteristic of me. Don’t really know what came over me. The other guy started playing with my ass and eating me out. He really wanted to fuck me but I haven’t prepared for that, but now wish I had..

Sorry guys if the online discussion in this last chapter is hard to follow. I couldn’t figure out how to do the spacing.

I didn’t bring a condom. (ch. 3) I was a pretty naughty only child, but my parents had always remained calm and cool. Not the morning after my birthday. “Where the fuck have you been! Your Mom and I have been sick with worry! We might have managed an hour of sleep between us! No call! No text! No nothing! How could you be so funking thoughtless?!?” I was frightened by his yelling. I had never been yelled at in my life. “Shit! Sorry Mom and Dad. I guess I just got carried away having fun. I’m sorry I didn’t let you know I’m ok.” “You’re ok, is the car ok?” my dad more normal voice, but clearly angry. “Yeah, yeah, it’s …. It’s fine, not even a scratch.” “Did you and Sam stay at the cruising woods all night?” my mom’s worried voice and another look in her eyes that I couldn’t figure out. “No … no … I went home with a guy. I slept with him.” “So, you dumped your friend Sam to go home with some random stranger? Are you crazy?” my dad’s voice was back at yelling pitch. “Um … no …” I couldn’t think of a lie fast enough so blurted the truth, well almost the truth. “Sam wasn’t able to go at the last minute, so I went alone. I didn’t dump him.” “It’s bad enough you fucking lied to us last night, now you’re lying to us again! We called Sam this morning! He fucking knew nothing about you going out last night!” My dad’s face was so red I was afraid he was going to blow a gasket. “Oh, shit,shit,shit! ….I’m so sorry. I really am sorry!” I pleaded. I’d never heard my mom so stern; “You better tell us what happened, and you’d better tell us the truth.” “I already told you. I went to a cruising ground to lose my virginity, and at the end of the night I went home with a guy. A nice guy, he was a really nice guy! You don’t need to worry. I’m sorry I didn’t call but you didn’t need to worry. I was safe.” “Yeah, how fucking safe! We need details!” dad yelling. “How much detail?” I was not my usual cocky self. Mom sternly, “Did you lose your virginity?” “Mom, really?” They were both glaring daggers through me. “Yes … Yes! I lost my fuckin virginity! I took cock up my ass! Are you fucking satisfied?!!” I was pissed. My dad’s voice was now way too calm and steely; “Did the guy that took your virginity, with his cock in your ass wear a condom?” “Dad …. Really … I’m 18. My sex life is my business. You always taught me to know that.” “It’s not just your business as long as you live under our roof with free room and board.” His steely voice ripped through me. My mom was on the verge of tears; “The box of condoms in your bedside table haven’t even been opened.” I considered lying, I could have picked some up on my way to the woods. I gulped and confessed, “No.” “No fucking what son? No fucking what?” he was yelling again. “Condom. No fucking condom!” I yelled back. My mom was crying. Racing toward sobbing. “DID …. HE … CUM … IN … YOUR … ASS? Please tell me you had the good sense to ask him to pull out!” Dad pleaded with disgust spraying. I was out of control, yelling and blurted; “THEY ALL CAME IN MY ASS. I TOLD THEM TO!” The pause following this confession was too long, and way too silent. The void it created would have swallowed a transport, no, an ocean liner. Dad was first to break the silence. His voice back to the calm coolness I grew up with when I misbehaved. “They? How many men fucked your ass bareback son? Remember, I’ve been there. I know what happens.” I was so rattled I needed to stop and count on my fingers. “Six …wait, no it was seven with the guy I went home with.” “And did you have all of them cum inside of you?” calm dad voice. Mom was sobbing again. “Ummm …umm …awe … yeah.” I had no swagger left for now. “So, you’ve come home with seven loads of cum from seven men … seven strangers cum?” Dad “Seven men, ten loads. He pumped the last one into me this morning before I left. He was very kind and generous Dad.” Dad took a huge big breath and let it out very, very slowly. “Son, I'm angry … but honestly I’m also jealous. The most I took in a gang bang scene were 8. I so miss those days. But that was then and this is now. We’ve told you, and told you, and told you how dangerous it is now. How could you ignore us?” “But Dessert Knights, Bareback Buddies? The times have changed again Dad. I only saw one guy using a condom last night. And it feels so great to just let go, to have so much cum in my gut. To feel a guy blast off deep in my gut is so fucking amazing. You remember dad!” “I do remember. I know it’s awesome. But we’ve told you how many friends we lost, we warned you about the dangers. We thought you understood. I never would have given you the keys last night if I had known. Never.” There was a long pause, everyone seemed to have calmed down. Then he spoke in a methodical tone that I was very used to. “But what’s done is done. We have to face that. I never dreamed I’d have to take time the day after your birthday to take you to a sexual health clinic. But you need PEP. And it sounds like you are going to need to get comfortable with the clinic with the choices you are making. Let’s make this part of your birthday present. Have some breakfast, take a shower to freshen up, and for god’s sake put on some clothes that don’t make you look like a sex worker, although there is no shame in our profession. Right mom?!”

One boy who fucked me a lot had an intoxicating smell. I loved when could smell it from my bed one to two days after. The fun part was that at first I didn't realize that it was HIM. I thought that it was some deodorant, but it was there even when he showered. ... it oozed from his pores so nice and sweet.. never saw something like it before.

Mamdani is a socialist. Socialists don't believe in condoms. Breed more socialists.

Very eloquently put man. Some of the horniest guys I've played with were not the most handsome guy in the bar / nightclub etc., that night. But when you get passed that shallow 'first impression', and look underneath their 'public image', you often find a horny and sleazy man. Someone who is far more genuine than the 'model like' stud at the bar, who repeatedly breaks off eye contact, just to glace at himself (yet again) in a nearby mirror.

I absolutely fucking love rank feet and sock. If you have those. I'll do whatever you want. But other smells like sweaty pits, unwashed cocks or musky ass cracks are pretty great too.

I didn’t bring a condom. (ch. 2) [disclaimer, this chapter makes indirect reference to heterosexual porn. The acts are not described, simply referred to. Mild cannabis smoking is also included. ] He was correct. It wasn’t lube he had felt. Well at least not commercial lube. It was the best lube, another man’s cum. Actually, two. Pretty much for the last month every time I went to that particular gay bar my visit started with getting fucked by the same two guys. The bar tenders spelled each other off to take me into the office and ‘do me’. Yes, I was getting fucked bareback and taking loads as early as 1999. We’ll here more about Dan later. For now, it might be best if I give you some of my background that led me to acting so boldly. You already know I’m Mulatto. My mother is Italian, my father as black as they come. Both of my parents are beautiful specimens of their gender and race. This means I won the genetic lottery. I also won the libertine parent lottery. My parents actually met on a porn shoot. It was love at first sight as they gazed into each other’s eye’s, and that love was consummated in the time it takes to film a scene. They were hippy front runners, even before the 1960’s. Both are bisexual and as you can guess by their profession very, very sex positive. They don’t even understand the concept of monogamy. Bodies, and a great variety of bodies, are meant to provide pleasure and be enjoyed. This makes them very popular on porn shoots even at their advancing ages. To say they raised me to be sex positive is an understatement. When I became a teenager, 1993, I was given a condom in my birthday card and thereafter lectured regularly on the importance of a healthy sex life, the importance of consent (reminding me I couldn’t give it until I was 18 even though they thought that law was foolish), and of course the practices of safer sex. In fact, this was the only part of my upbringing I found unreasonable. Not that they would care so much but that they actually tormented me with stories to instill me with their profound fear of AIDS. They would tell me over and over again about their close calls with the disease in their industry. Not only about women and men they knew who succumbed. But the terror they went through in the early years when so much was unknown. Mom had unprotected sex with John Holmes and Dad with Al Parker in the period John and Al were probably infected but didn’t know. The testing and waiting period were horrific for my parents and they never let me forget it. Even when I let them know I had no interest in girls they encouraged me to at least give MF sex a try. I knew if I couldn’t get it up for pics of naked women there was no use trying with the real thing. On the other hand, MEN! An open shirt, a bulging crotch, 5 o’clock shadow, hair peaking out, men in shorts, men in suites, men in uniform … especially UPS delivery guys … oh my god, instant erection. Highschool gym showers were torcher. I was teased so relentlessly for my constant unhide able boner. I started having crushes on other boys when I started kindergarten for Pete’s sake. Sex positive teens as you all know watch lots of porn and masturbate often many times per day. I was no exception. Every gay porn site I came across was bookmarked on my computer. I know you are wondering, and the answer is yes, I saw most of the M on M scenes my father had made over the years. I love his body, especially naked and to see him in action is like the best poetry. To see him fuck and breed a man is amazing; however, to see him get fucked and bred is heaven on earth. Then came the porn he made in the safe sex years, and I could see he was performing well; he just wasn’t into it as much. To my discerning eye something was missing for him. When I pressed him on this, he reluctantly confessed I was right. When I pressed him further ‘Is it the condom thing?’ he relented and confirmed I had hit the nail on the head. He hated them on his cock and worse still burning his ass, he just knew he had to accept them as part of the business. Even though it was the most prevalent I lost interest in condom porn. Instead, I watch and jerked to the old 1970’s classics over and over again. I read everything I could find about gay porn. I was so excited when I heard about the development of a stable of porn performers for ‘Hot Dessert Knights’ and their soon to be released ‘Bareback Buddies’. I made sure I saw it the first day it was released and I stayed up all that night. I must have watched it from beginning to end 7 times. Fast forwarding to breeding scenes another 15 times. I was hooked, and better still I was reaching the age of consent within a few months time. At the dinner table on my 18th birthday, I asked to borrow the folks car that night. “Great, do you have plans with some of your pals?” my mom enquired. “Yeah, Sam and I are going cruising.” I boldly replied. (I’m a good liar when I need to be and I knew they wouldn’t want me going on this adventure alone.) “Cruising, as in at a cruising place where men have sex with men?” My dad sounded sceptical. “Fuck yeah. It’s Sam and my birthday present to ourselves.” Mom chimed in, “But don’t you want to have your first sex with someone you know and trust, maybe with each other. Your Dad and I would be happy to take a hotel room for the night. You guys could feel free to fuck anywhere in the house.” My dad was nodding his agreement. “Come on you guys. Don’t be so square. I want my first sex to be anonymous. I want it to hold maximum thrill!” “Well, I don’t like it, but we won’t stand in your way.” And he tossed me the keys. “Be sure to take lots of condoms and lube. I know from experience you can’t count on the guys on those trails to be prepared. I’m glad you two planned to watch out for each other.” The sun was just setting when I arrived and there were lots of cars. It looked like I’d won the lottery again. I was wearing ripped jeans commando, come fuck me boots, and an open vest. I wasn’t very far into the woods when I came upon a muscular silver daddy in cut off jeans and an open shirt with the sleaves ripped off. My mind instantly decided, BINGO. I stepped right up to him and latched my lips onto his right nipple. He let out a deep moan and continued as I serviced his pleasure spot. Eventually his hands gently moved my head up as he initiated a deep passionate kiss. When the lip lock broke with lust in his voice he asked; “Are you old enough to do this kid?” “I turned 18 at 10 a.m. today!” “You don’t expect me to believe a sexy young man like you is offering a virgin hole for me to ravage.” “I don’t care if you believe me or not, but you can see for yourself the ass of these jeans are paper thin to give you easy access if you want it.” I turned and bent, holding myself up hands on the closest tree. I soon felt his strong hands grab the rear pockets and heard the thin fabric tear. There was a wave of cool air on my hole, quickly followed by his warm breath, lips and tongue fucking my back entrance. The scratch of his beard delighted my taint. He worked me for a good while pushing lots of spit and flehm in deep. As he stood, he ripped off my vest and lined up his cock with my eager virgin cherry. He was teasing my entrance with the raw mushroom head before he spoke. “You better have provisions; I didn’t bring condoms or lube.” “Well, I’ll be damned, neither did I!” was my cocky response. “I’m pretty big, you better not be a virgin.” “I practiced with some veggies, bring it on.” I instructed His head breached my outer ring and hurt like hell. I bit my lip to keep from screaming. I took some deep breaths, and he waited for me to push back onto what felt like a baseball bat. By the time he was all the way in my muscles had relaxed and the pain transformed to pleasure. What followed was a twenty-minute ride of my18 year old life. He started to fuck me slowly but soon with my encouragement was going harder, deeper, faster. I recognize the raged change in his breathing from all the porn I had watched. “I’m close kid. Where do you want this load?” “Come in me, breed me, I need this for my first fuck.” He was already unloading deep in my ass. A subtle warmth filled my gut as he collapsed his hairy chest on my bare back. We both panted like this for a few minutes before he softened and fell out of me. I then realized I had shot a hands-free load on the tree and ground. I wasn’t prepared for a deep voice beside us asking, “So were you really a virgin before this handsome bloke pounded a load into you just now?” “Um … yeah … virgin no more I guess.” I offered and they both laughed. They switched places so quickly I hardly had time to notice. This new guy’s raw cock was in my cum lubricated hole and I was pushed to bend and lean on the tree once more. His cock wasn’t as big, but it was just as enjoyable. Within five minutes he was blasting inside me with no warning. The two pulled themselves together and left before I even stood. This had all gone far better and far faster than planned. My plan was to take two cocks raw and if possible, receive their two loads. Having no experience I had expected this to take a few hours. It had happened inside one. I pulled on my vest and wondered off down another trail in my assless jeans with no intention of seducing or offering my ass to any more men. For the next two and a half hours, I was a voyeur. It was quite dark by now, but I could see well enough to watch lots of sucking and fucking. I only saw one guy use a condom. The more I watched the hornier I got. I came upon a very average looking guy, probably about 30. He was smoking a joint. Something about his mellow deminer grabbed me and held me. He offered me a drag which I accepted. Not used to smoking, after a large drag I began to cough. Coughing jag subsiding the horniness took me over. I kicked off my boots, dropped and stepped out of my shredded jeans, threw off my vest. Naked now save socks I bent against a trunk. As the wait time increased, I feared he wasn’t interested. When I turned to check he was rolling a condom on his average sized erection. I quickly moved to him and pulled it off. His questioning face asked, ‘are you sure.’ Rather than say anything I scooped some of the cum from my ass and held my fingers to his lips. Reluctantly he licked them. Seeing he didn’t run or freeze I pushed my fingers between his lips. He opened his mouth and sucked my cummy digits in clearly savouring their manly juices. Consent established I was soon against the tree with his raw cock up my ass. Three other guys had gathered around. It was not long and he was dumping his load to join the two others deep inside me. What followed were three more very quick pump and dumps. As I caught my breath the cannabis had warn off and the reality that I had come to these woods a virgin and now 6 strangers loads were seeping into my gut walls settled in. I found what remained of my clothes and fled to my parents car. As I slid my raged jeans and boots on a large, handsome shirtless man covered in that coarse tightly curled hair that only a black person has called over as he sat on the trunk of his car. “Are you okay kid?” My words said, “Yeah, …. Um … I’m fine.” But he read my tone. “Come join me for a toke.” I decided it couldn’t hurt and sat with him. I was instantly comfortable with his easy nature and soon spilled the beans of my visit to the cruising woods to celebrate my birthday. His good-natured response was; “Good for you boy. A true and natural cum dump has come of age.” He then invited me for a coffee; he knew a place that stayed open all night. I thanked him but reminded him of the state of my pants. He laughed and said, “Yeah, I’ve got something better at home anyway.” I followed him to his home and as soon as the door closed he asked if he could add his load to the others. We stripped and he fucked me there in the entrance. We enjoyed his fine ‘hutch’ before climbing into bed for a longer shag and deposit of my eighth load of the night. When we awoke with the sun rise, he pumped the tenth load into my no longer virgin ass. My parents were at the breakfast table when I entered the kitchen wearing a pair of the black man’s son’s shorts. In my entire life I had never seen them with such stern faces but I knew those faces communicated, ‘we’ve got to talk, RIGHT NOW’!

Went to steamworks last night. Really didnt expect too much being a Wednesday, but I threw on my pup hood and got in the sling. Surprisingly took 4 loads in an hour and a half. 1st cock, fit older guy involved 2 rounds of playing before he cummed. 2nd was a black guy who had the best dick of the night, I felt every bit of it sliding in and out of me and I knew I was gonna make him cum fast. 3rd was a slower paced fuck but the guy gave me a couple of his loads. The last was a guy I follow on TikTok that talks about his adventures at Steamworks, and I figure he was wanting to nut before leaving the bathhouse. I just checked his TikTok and sure enough he made a quick comment about fucking a pup at Steamworks🤭

I got into work just after 7am. Professor Post was waiting for me. "Sorry for being late Professor", I said apologetically "It's ok just don't let it happen again. I am relying on you Dan" the Professor said. He was behind a filing cabinet and when he walked out he was in biking clothes. I looked him over. "I didn't have time to change, is this ok", he said looking at me and smiling "Yes it's fine", I said in a soft manner He was in a tight biking shirt and was wearing biking spandex shorts. It hugged his body and you could see the outline of his cock. It was big like 8" and turgid. He saw me scan his body. "I'm glad you like my outfit. You bicycle?" he asked "No" I replied trying to stare. I could also see he had two nipple rings pushing out thru his shirt. "Good sit down here next to my desk" he said putting his arm around my shoulder. I could smell his musty scent. He smelled good. Not like Rick but it was musty and manly. I sat down facing him and he sat in his desk leaned back in his chair with his legs wide open. I tried to keep eye contact but glanced on occasion on his now hardening cock and I could see his balls pushing out. "You a first year student" he asked "Yes I took a break after high school then finally decided to go to college", I said "That's good. A college education can open up your mind to different things and you can lean new ideas" the Professor said "I like to teach my student to expand their minds and unlearn some things" he said looking me over. He had piercing beautiful eyes and I could feel them go over me. I could feel my cock start to get hard. As I was rushing again this morning I was wearing athletic shorts today. They weren't short like the last time but they weren't long either. Maybe 4" shorts. It still showed off my legs and my ass as they were a little tight. "You can always come to me if you need help with anything, ok?" he said and reached out and patted my leg. As he did so I could see his hard cock pushing out of his tight spandex shorts. I hoped he didn't notice but we were so close he smiled. I nodded and used my notebook to hide my hardening cock. I brought up the things we needed to talk about and we worked through them. He rolled back closer to his desk. At the end of our meeting. He scooted over in his chair again and put his hand on my thigh. "Thank you for helping me with this project. I like working with you." he said as he lightly squeezed my thigh. "I enjoy it to Professor. I better get going", I said I stood up using my bag to hide my turgid cock. "You exercise a lot?" he asked as I was walking out "Not really, why?" I asked "You look so fit and have really nice legs", he said smiling "Thank you Professor" I said back feeling warm and not sure why. As I was talking he pulled up his tight spandex shorts and it showed his large cock and balls more clearly. He saw me look and smiled. I walked out blushing. I walked out dropped my stuff at my desk in the office and went to get coffee and something to eat before class. As I walked, I thought about what just happened. How I got aroused just being with the Professor. Being complimented by him and having him check me out made me feel sexy. It was a strange feeling. I was getting hard just from thinking about it. I had to calm down.

It was the morning of my 18th birthday! My folks were out of town but they had given me permission to have some friends over to celebrate. I planned on my buddies coming over around 8 o'clock that night. What I hadn't planned on was waking up to find all the lights in the house flickering on and off. Fortunately, my parents had left an emergency list on the kitchen counter in case any problems came up. Sure enough, Electrician - Roger Davis, was on the list. I called him and he said he would be by in an hour or two. I made myself some breakfast and was in the middle of exercising when the doorbell rang. I answered it wearing only a skimpy pair of workout shorts and a tank top. Standing there was the electrician. He spoke, "Hi, son! I'm Roger Davis. Most people know me as Ol' Roger! Can I come in?" He didn't look old at all to me and I told him so. His face lit up in a broad grin. "Thank you, son! That's nice of you to say! You look pretty good yourself! Now...can you show me where the power box is? In the basement maybe?" I took him down into our basement. My dad had fixed it up years ago so it was pretty comfortable down there...like a play room! I showed him where the electric panel was located. He said, "Give me a few minutes to check things out." I sat down on the sofa we had down there. I told him about my party that night...how excited I was. He was a handsome guy and he noticed I that kept looking at him. He would just look back at me and smile. That kind of flustered me so I mostly babbled on about inconsequential stuff. After about 15 minutes, he said, "There! That should take care of it!" and he flipped on the master switch. All the lights came back on without a trace of flickering. He looked at me with interest and said, "Most guys would be upstairs texting their girlfriends instead of sitting down here talking with Ol' Roger. I'm wondering...is there somethin' else I can do for you?" In response, I turned beet red. He slowly pulled his t-shirt up over his head and tossed it onto his toolbox. I'd never seen a Biohazard tattoo on a man before, but I knew full well what it signified. It sure made me nervous but it kinda turned me on as well. His smile stretched wider. "You lookin' to get fucked, son? You want my big black dick, do ya? I bet you're a VIRGIN, ain't ya?" He saw me trembling and said, "You're not scared of Ol' Roger, are you?" I WAS...but I didn't want him to know that so I blurted, "I'm not afraid of you!" He asked, "You think you can handle what I got?" I hotly replied, "I can handle ANYTHING!" "His response was, "We'll see about that!" With that he advanced upon me. I backed up until my legs hit the sofa. He pushed my chest, toppling me backwards onto the cushions. In one swift motion he had yanked down my shorts and thrown them aside. Before I could even think of escaping, he bent over and engulfed my dick with his warm wet mouth. It was like everything in my brain suddenly got reset. As his lips moved up and down my shaft and his tongue swirled around the head of my cock, my resistance faded completely away. He put his strong calloused hands under my knees and raised my legs up in the air. As they parted, he stepped between them and placed my ankles on his shoulders. I heard the sound of his zipper being lowered and softer sounds as he shed his pants. I felt the tip of his cock poke into my ball sac. He gazed down at me and said with a smile, "It's your Birthday, Baby! Ol' Roger has a Special Gift for you!" I could figure out what he meant by that. He was planning on putting his infected cum inside me. I remembered that some guys called that GIFTING. My thoughts whirled. How could I stop this from happening? Just then, he parked his stiff dick against my hole, ready to invade my innards, so I clenched my sphincter, determined to keep him out. His smile never wavered! "You KNOW you want it," he crooned as he gently started a backwards and forwards motion with his hips. On the third or fourth push, my body betrayed me. My clenched hole relaxed slightly. Just enough for his dick to nudge in about an inch or two. "That's it, Baby!" he sighed! "Just let it happen!" The gentle battering continued, and with each thrust, his penis sank in a little deeper...and deeper still...until I felt his pubes against my ass cheeks. He paused for a moment and then the fucking began in earnest. 10 minutes later he stiffened, shuddered and cried out, "Take my dirty seed!" as he shot his toxic sperm deep within me. After we both caught our breaths, he pulled out of me, stood up and got dressed. He looked at me and said, "Your mom & dad are gonna be real surprised when you test HIV-positive in a couple of months! If they throw your faggot ass out, don't worry! You can always come live with Ol' Roger. Plenty of the punks I’ve pozzed now live with me. I pimp them out to sick fucks that pay good money just to fuck an AIDS WHORE. I'll put you to work out there with the other punks I've given my bug to. You'll see...being a Poz Whore ain't so bad!”

Thursday 2:43 am “First load of the night, and many more to come.” “Your hole is damn near perfect, Drew. Look at how creamy my cock is after pulling out. Come clean it off.” Uncle Jack grabbed the back of Drew’s head and directed him back onto the cock that was just inside him. No hesitation from Drew as he takes Jack in his hand, admires how it looks, and then swallows him all the way down, gagging slightly from the size invading his throat. “Yeah, boy, milk the last drops and get it clean. Taste your sweet ass and my cum.” “Fuck, why does it taste so good?” “I know. It’s ‘cause you’re spun, baby. When the cum mixes inside, it makes it all extra tasty.” I watch Drew lovingly lap up Jack’s big cock. The boy is already dickmatized, and I can already tell he’s going to want Jack inside him all the time. That potent mix of cock, cum, and Tina will be imprinted in Drew’s head from here on out. Jack isn’t rock hard anymore, but his dick is still chubby and starting to get floppy, perfect for sliding down a boy’s throat. My dick is longer than Jack’s, but he’s got more girth, especially around the middle. It’s like it gets wider in that section, helping him to stay plugged inside a boy better. I start to massage Drew’s shoulder while I give Jack a deep, sloppy kiss. As I do this, Drew takes my own growing cock and swallows it as well, giving me goose bumps. Drew is riding that great line between high and horny. As much as I want to keep going, I tap Drew’s shoulder to get his attention. Knowing we have a few days means we can take our time, luxuriating in our sleaziness. Though compared to how things usually go, it’s pretty tame so far. Drew smiles at me as he massages his wrists. First time in restraints can be a bit rough, but it’s a great way to keep spun bottoms from constantly playing with their dicks. In the beginning, the bottom needs to focus on their pussy, making sure to get it wide and open so that they can get increasingly bigger dicks and hands. Probably not this time, but it would be good to put Drew’s dick in a cage. We love seeing a caged bottom leaking precum everywhere, or even cumming while he’s all locked up. Drew’s still hard even with all the drugs he’s taken–this boy is a natural. But it doesn’t matter even if at some point he starts to get Tina dick. The important thing is that we train his hole and get him spun this way to Tuesday. Plus, I love sucking on Tina dick. For some bottoms, their Tina dick can be extra sensitive. I also have a feeling that it’s going to turn Drew on to watch his daddy and uncle suck on his soft dick. Maybe he’ll be one of those chem bottoms that cums when they’re soft. It’s important to teach bottoms to not to feel shame about how their body responds. Soft, hard–it’s all fair game. We talk about loads and cumming, but it’s how we get there. We’ll milk Drew of his loads, but mainly for lubing up our own cocks. Nothing goes to waste. “Drew, let’s go into the kitchen and get you hydrated. Your Uncle Jack always has smoothies ready.” “Be sure to keep my load inside, Drew. Let it soak your insides.” I help Drew up and give his fat ass another smack. God, I love men’s asses. The way they’re shaped, the feel of them, parting them to see the hole, planting my face in them. I’m obsessed. Especially when it’s on a smooth bottom boy; it gets my engines revved. I take Drew’s hand and lead him to the kitchen. The fireplace is still going, giving the apartment a nice glow and warmth. As Jack gets the smoothies, I use the time to get to know Drew a little more. “So you started talking to Uncle Drew a month or two ago. Did you already know about partying? “Just from seeing some profiles, but then I started to look for videos online of guys partying and fucking bareback. It was such a turn on to see them. I don’t know what specifically turns me on, but I wanted to try it so badly. I just wasn’t sure how to go about it, and I wasn’t sure I could just trust anyone. So I’m glad I ran into Uncle Jack.” “And how about barebacking and taking loads?” “I’ve been into it ever since I first snuck on my brother’s computer and started looking at gay porn. I was only looking for videos with raw fucking. Or even better, videos where they start with condoms and then take them off. There’s something so sleazy about it.” “Yeah, it’s the only way for men to fuck other men and boys. It’s so fucking intimate and connected, sharing your seed. And especially if you’re poz, it really is a gift.” “That actually makes it even hotter for me. I don’t know where it comes from in my brain or why it turns me on so much, but all I know is that I want it. I need it.” “We’ll give it to you for sure, Drew. There’s no doubt about it.” “Here you go. One for you, Drew, and one for daddy. It’s just fruit and juice, nothing else. It’ll help you last longer, especially as we amp things up.” “It feels amazing to be inside you, baby. Your boy hole wrapped tight around my cock. Cheers.” “The feeling of my cock sliding into a boy for the first time is such a turn on. So smooth, eager, horny for it. Watching it stretch the hole tight, skin on skin, nothing between us. It’s the best.” Hearing that made Drew’s cock jump a little. I down my smoothie and step over to Drew to turn him around. I gently bend him over the counter, and using my right hand, I part his cheeks to get a better look at his hole. “You can keep drinking your smoothing, baby. I just want to see how your boy hole is doing.” I lift Drew’s right leg and put his knee up on the counter. He’s obscenely spread out in the kitchen, naked, and glistening. I can see a line of Jack’s cum dripping down his leg, and the lips of his hole are slightly swollen from being pounded for a few hours. There’s a sheen on his skin from sweat, spit, and lube. I take a finger and scoop up some of the cum from Drew’s inside thigh and lick it. “This is the best medicine, Drew. Your Uncle Jack’s charged load dripping down your leg, marking you.” “Lemme get a closer look.” Jack bends down and plants his face right between Drew’s ass, licking his hole. “Whoa! Your tongue’s cold from the smoothie.” “Yeah! It’s nice, right? Different sensations, changing things up, keeps your hole guessing.” If one of the other guys had walked in on this moment, they would have seen me and Jack on our knees licking every inch of Drew, leg up on the counter, hole exposed to the world. I watch Jack’s tongue lick up and down Drew’s inner thigh, tracing a line of spit from top to bottom. I focus my tongue on Drew’s swollen hole. I dip it in and keep it there, slowly opening it by moving my tongue in ever-growing circles. As I do this, some of Jack’s cum comes out, coating my lips and chin. Drew’s got both hands on the counter, gripping it tightly, sweet moans of pleasure coming from his mouth. In many ways, we’re worshipping this boy as much as we want him to worship us. Every fucking inch of him is ours this weekend, and we’re going to use him over and over and over again until he can’t walk straight. I tap Jack on the shoulder and look over to the fridge. It’s time for the Devil’s Dick. Jack’s got little bullet-shaped ice cubes made from all our cum, and in the middle of each bullet is a bump of Tina to make it extra special. We love sliding one into a boy, letting it melt, and watching them go wild. “Drew, your Uncle Jack has the next surprise for you. I want you to stay in this position. He’s going to get something from the freezer. It’s going to be cold, but it’ll get warm quickly inside your hole. It’s a bullet made of our cum and inside is more Tina. You’re not going to need any lube once this is inside you. All our cum will be lubing you up from the inside.” “Oh my God, that’s crazy. Cum from you guys?” “From us and the other guys you’ll meet this weekend. When we’re over hanging out, we’ll leave a deposit for Jack to freeze. He’s got these moulds that shape them into little bullets, so it’s easier to insert. Inside of each one is more Tina to get you hornier. Maybe we’ll milk you too and add your cum to the next batch. Would you like that?” “I would love that.” “Good boy, I love that you can’t say no to your daddy and uncle.” I stay down to get a close-up view of the cum bullet going inside Drew. I watch as Jack holds the frozen bullet in his hand before gently easing it up into Drew’s hole. The bullet quickly disappears as Jack eases in two fingers to push it up deep into Drew. As he does this, some of his own cum from earlier drips down to his hand. “Oh my God, it’s so cold. But it feels good!” Jack gives a big smile and brings his cum-covered hand to Drew to lick up and clean, which he does eagerly. “I took a bullet from the batch with the bigger dose of Tina. Drew seems to be holding up well.” “That’s ‘cause Drew’s a natural, Uncle Jack.” “He sure is. One of the best boys we’ve had in a long time.” “You can put your leg down now, Drew. I want you to head back into the bedroom, get on your hands and knees. You’re going to wait for us like that. We want the bullet to melt fully.” “Yes, daddy.” Jack and I watch as Drew quickly walks to the bedroom, his ass bouncing pertly. I see him sneak a feel of his hole and slide one of his fingers in there. Probably to make sure the bullet is pushed all the way up. “Make sure to keep that cum in there. And if you get any on your hand, push it back in or lick it up, Drew.” “Let’s give it a couple of minutes to melt fully, and the Tina to do its work. When do you want to slam him?” “Let’s do it when the guys get here. We can slam with him, but for now we can keep him spun with the pipes and booty bumps.” “What about the mask?” “Leave it out for now. Let’s use his mouth as well and make sure he can take our cocks down his throat. We’ll see how well he does with jerking off. No need to restrain him if he can keep his hand off his cock.” “I want to slide in him next, mix my cum with yours.” “Good deal. Let me get a pipe and we can smoke up while we’re waiting for the bullet to melt.” I quickly rinse the smoothie glasses and put them into the dishwasher as Jack walks back into the bedroom to get a pipe. All the guys are mindful of each other’s houses. We may be animals, but we’re not animals if you know what I mean. Jack walks back into the kitchen, pipe in hand, smiling. “What’s he doing in there?” “He’s a good boy. He’s on his knees, and got one of the pipes and is hitting it hard at the moment. I walked in just as he was blowing out a huge cloud.” Jack comes up close, and I play with his nip as he lights up the torch under the bulb. “I put some more in his pipe and this one.” “Mmm, good hit, Uncle Jack.” Jack then puts the pipe in my mouth and lights it up for me. I’m lazily playing with both our cocks in my left hand while I take a big hit myself. I lean in and give Jack a big shotgun. “Ready?” “Yeah.” We both walk back to the bedroom and see Drew on all fours. A pipe and torch on the bed next to him, clouds of Tina wafting about in the room. Without saying a word, I slide up to Drew and start rubbing my hard cock back and forth on his ass. Jack climbs over, gives Drew a quick kiss, then guides Drew’s mouth onto his own cock. I spit on his hole and gently poke it with the head of my cock. I do this for a few minutes, which drives Drew crazy. He’s shaking his ass trying to get my cock to slide all the way in. Meanwhile, Jack is slowly fucking Drew’s mouth. “Hot fucking pussy boy. Yeah, take my big cock in your mouth. Feel your daddy tease your boy hole ‘cause he’s going to slide into your cummy hole bareback.” I spit again on his hole for extra lube, even though I can already see the melted cum covering his ass lips every time the tip of my cock comes out. My whole body melts as I start sinking my cock inside him slowly, inch by inch. This time, both of us moan. “I’m almost all the way in, baby boy.” His hole hasn’t totally warmed up yet, but it doesn’t matter. I can feel my dick hitting something cold–the bullet. At the same time, the smell of potent cum all over the room. “Feel that, boy. That’s my daddy’s dick inside you, pushing that cum and Tina deeper. You’re going to get so high and spun, begging us to fuck you for hours.” All we can hear is Drew moaning even more. It’s hard to speak with a hard cock down your throat. I can see Jack holding Drew’s head steady so that he can’t get away from the face fucking. Jack’s not going fast, but he’s long dicking Drew’s mouth. As he pulls almost all the way out, I see his cock absolutely slathered in Drew’s spit. At this point, Jack tips Drew’s head up and looks directly into his eyes. “Oh yeah, your eyes are huge. You’re getting spun, boy.” Jack then proceeds to spit on Drew’s face, which Jack then smears all over with his right hand while holding Drew’s head still with his left. I start to earnestly slide my fat, raw cock in his hole. I watch as his ass lips grip my cock on the outstroke, some cum dripping out. “Damn, your cummy boy hole is made for this. Open up, Drew. We like it all loose and open, and if you’re really good, we’ll double fuck you later. Your daddy and Uncle Jack raw fucking your pussy.” With that, I can feel the grip on my cock ease up a little. I like the variation, and I like that he’s learning how to control his hole to open up, but tighten up when needed.” I want Drew to feel every inch of me inside, using his hole. “Feel that, Drew? I’m so hard inside you. We’re playing with your holes, baby. Our spun out toy to fuck and breed.” I get up on the bed too to change my angle of attack to get deeper inside him. I increase my pace and start to fuck him hard. I can hear him gagging from Jack’s cock, as he picks up his pace as well. He hasn’t touched his cock this entire time, which is a great sign. I plunge all the way down on him and reach over to feel his cock. He’s not totally hard, but he’s leaking precum. I love the way his cock is flapping back and forth as Jack and I use him. I can feel how creamy it is inside as his pussy gets warm from the friction of my raw cock fucking him hard. Without missing a beat, I feel Drew tighten his hole slightly on the outstroke, as if to keep me inside. This clench sets me over the edge, and I feel that yearning inside deep, the desire to breed this boy with my load, to not pull out. I grab hold of his hips so he can’t move, and keep my dick still inside him as I pump rope after rope of cum inside his pussy. I can feel him try to pull away, probably from instinct, but this small act of defiance turns me on even more. I move my right arm under him to keep him from escaping while I continue to pump my cum. “Fuck yeah, Drew. Take your daddy’s load!” At the same time, Jack pulls out of Drew’s mouth, and Drew lets out a huge moan. “Fuck, daddy, your cock feels so good! Please don’t pull out. Breed me, I want your load” With that, Jack gets up and bends down under us. I slowly pull my dick out, as rivulets of cum flow out of Drew and down his legs. Jack laps up the cum and then takes my cock in his mouth to clean it off. “Uncle Jack, do you want to come in my mouth?” “I’m good, Drew. Maybe later, but for now you’re going to get all our loads inside your amazing pussy.” Since Drew did so well, I think we’re going to try some time trials with the pipe next. See how much smoke he can take while I run a two or three-minute timer.

(continued) As I continued to feast on the young wrestler cock the pounding on my hole began to echo in the dungeon as the balls of the blonde man slapped against my ass. Grabbing my hips he shoveled deep into my hole, driving his cock to the base and then moving it right and left. I looked to the left and noticed my stud uncle now moving behind me. I continued to work the wrestler cock and he now moved behind the blonde who was fucking me. All of a sudden, the blonde man was leaning on my back and he heard him groan. My uncle began to fuck the blonde’s ass, as he did, the blonde began to play with my nipples as my uncle worked his hole, all the while his cock was lodging deep in my hole. Looking to the left, in the mirror I could see all that daisy chain action. So could the cameras! We all needed a break. Little by little the action stopped and we headed back upstairs for a break – everyone erect. As we walked up the stairs, it was clear the wrestler was with his own kind. He was the young alpha male fuck stud. He knew what he was doing, and he was good at it. He was able to meet every thrust of the older men and give it back. We entered the living room for some more whiskey. Not much talking, just drinking and leering. No one had cum, everyone was still erect, so back to the dungeon for round two. As we reentered the dungeon, the blonde man slid into the sling with the black bodybuilder positioning himself at the base of his hole. My uncle moved to the blonde’s mouth and positioned his cock ready for sucking. With what appeared to be little resistance, the black bodybuilder’s cock entered the blonde and the fucking began. The dark haired man moved to the fuck bench face down, and the wrester spit on his cock and entered the man with force. Grabbing the dark haired man’s hips, he began to demonstrate his prowess with his cock. I moved to the head of the fuck bench and grabbed his head so he could chow down on my cock. I looked over and gave a thumbs up to my uncle as we both were getting blown. It didn’t take long for my uncle to take the position behind the bodybuilder, push his forward, and begin to fuck him in another daisy chain. I could hear the wrestler getting close, looked up and watched as he thrust forward delivering his load into the dark haired man. I quickly moved in to lick up what remained of his load on his cock. His tight body, a sight to behold. I stood and shoved my cock into the dark haired man, feeling the warmed of his hole, my cock now covered with the wrestler cum in the hole. I exploded, depositing another load into his hole. He stood and began to jerk himself off, dropping his load on the fuck bench. Not wanting to waste it, I reached over and licked it up. Shortly after, the uncle forcefully loaded the bodybuilder and pulled out. The bodybuilder groaned as he delivered a load into the blonde. The blonde, still erect, slid out of the sling, approached me, turned me around and went to work on my ass until he exploded inside and pulled out exhausted. I could feel the cum dripping down my leg. The smell of sex and poppers in the dungeon was intoxicating. I leaned against the mirrored wall to take in the sights. Our initiation into the group was CUMplete. What was next?

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The first black man I was with told me to put panties on or go home when I showed up to his place. Felt so right wearing them and taking his bare black cock inside me. I saw him on many occasions and he always took what he wanted.

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