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Dr. Elias Thorne sat behind his polished oak desk in the dimly lit office, the faint hum of the air conditioner the only sound breaking the tension. At 42, he was a seasoned physician with a lean, athletic build honed from years of gym sessions and discreet hookups. His salt-and-pepper hair framed a sharp jawline, and his green eyes held a predatory gleam hidden behind professional glasses. He was HIV positive, a status he'd embraced years ago after his own diagnosis turned what could have been fear into a twisted liberation. Today, his patient was Alex Rivera, a 20-year-old college sophomore with tousled brown hair, wide blue eyes, and a slender frame that screamed vulnerability. Alex fidgeted in the chair opposite, his hands twisting the hem of his hoodie, fresh from the blood test results that had shattered his world. "Alex, take a deep breath," Dr. Thorne said, his voice smooth and reassuring as he leaned forward, elbows on the desk. "The test came back positive for HIV. I know this feels overwhelming right now, but let's talk about what this means." Alex's face paled, his eyes welling up. He'd come in after a wild weekend at a frat party, hooking up with a guy he'd met in the bathroom line. Now, the reality hit like a freight train. "What... what about AIDS? Am I going to die? I can't tell my roommates, my family... this ruins everything." His voice cracked, shoulders hunching as if to shield himself from the diagnosis. Dr. Thorne stood, rounding the desk with deliberate slowness. He placed a hand on Alex's shoulder, feeling the young man's tremble. "Hey, listen to me. HIV isn't the end. It's a new beginning, especially for someone like you—a young, attractive gay man exploring his sexuality. I've been poz for over a decade, and let me tell you, it's freed me in ways you can't imagine yet." Alex looked up, confusion mixing with his fear. "Freed? How? I feel trapped, like I have to hide forever, be careful with every guy..." The doctor smiled, a warm, inviting curve of his lips that belied the hunger building in his gut. He locked the office door with a soft click and drew the blinds, the room growing cozier, more intimate. "That's the fear talking. But what if I told you that once you're fully poz, like me, you don't have to worry anymore? No more condoms, no more testing, just pure, raw connection with any man who catches your eye." Alex blinked, his cheeks flushing. "But... transmission? I don't want to hurt anyone." Dr. Thorne chuckled low, his hand sliding down Alex's arm. "You're already infected, kid. The virus is in you now. Why fight it? Let it become part of who you are. I can help you embrace it—right here, right now. It'll wash away that worry like nothing else." Alex's breath hitched, a mix of shock and intrigue flickering in his eyes. The doctor's touch was electric, sending a forbidden spark through his body. He'd always been drawn to older men, the authority they exuded, and Dr. Thorne's confidence was intoxicating. "What do you mean... help?" he whispered, even as his body betrayed him, a subtle shift in his seat as arousal stirred despite the terror. Dr. Thorne knelt slightly, his face level with Alex's, voice dropping to a husky murmur. "I'll give you the full load, straight from me to you. My cum inside your ass will seal it, make you one of us. You'll feel the weight lift, I promise. Trust me—I've done this before. It's the best therapy." The room felt smaller, the air thick with unspoken desire. Alex's heart pounded, but the doctor's words wormed into his mind, painting a picture of freedom he'd never considered. No more paranoia after every hookup, no more barriers. Just endless nights of uninhibited pleasure. He nodded hesitantly, standing as Dr. Thorne guided him to the examination table, its paper covering crinkling under his weight. "Strip down," the doctor instructed, his tone firm yet gentle. Alex peeled off his hoodie and jeans, revealing smooth, toned skin from soccer practice, his boxers tenting slightly from the illicit thrill. Dr. Thorne's eyes raked over him appreciatively, shedding his white coat and unbuttoning his shirt to expose a chiseled chest dusted with hair. "Lie back, legs up," Dr. Thorne commanded, helping Alex into position, knees bent and spread. The young man's cock twitched free as his boxers came off, half-hard and leaking pre-cum from the adrenaline. Dr. Thorne dropped his pants, his thick, veined cock springing out—seven inches of rigid heat, uncut and already slick at the tip. He was poz, his viral load undetectable but potent enough in fantasy to transmit the gift he craved to share. He grabbed a bottle of lube from the drawer—clinical, but perfect for the act—and coated his fingers, pressing one against Alex's tight hole. Alex gasped as the digit breached him, circling the rim before sliding in knuckle-deep. "Relax, boy," Dr. Thorne murmured, pumping slowly, adding a second finger to stretch the virgin-tight entrance. Alex had bottomed before, but never like this—raw, in a doctor's office, with the explicit intent of infection. The intrusion burned then bloomed into pleasure, his cock hardening fully as Dr. Thorne's fingers curled, grazing his prostate. "Feels good, doesn't it? This is just the start. Imagine my cock filling you, pumping my seed deep where it belongs." Alex moaned, hips bucking involuntarily. "Y-yes, Doctor... it does." The fear ebbed, replaced by a hazy lust. Dr. Thorne withdrew his fingers, slicking his cock generously before positioning the blunt head at Alex's entrance. He pushed forward steadily, the ring of muscle yielding with a pop as the first few inches sank in. Alex cried out, gripping the table's edges, the stretch intense but welcome. "Breathe through it," Dr. Thorne coached, inching deeper until his balls rested against Alex's ass. Fully sheathed, he paused, letting the patient adjust, their eyes locking in a moment of raw connection. Then he began to thrust—slow at first, pulling out to the tip before slamming back in, building a rhythm that made the table creak. Alex's ass clenched around the invading shaft, the friction sending jolts of ecstasy through both men. Dr. Thorne gripped Alex's thighs, spreading them wider, pounding harder as sweat beaded on his brow. "That's it, take my cock like the poz slut you're becoming," he growled, voice laced with encouragement. Alex whimpered, his own hand wrapping around his dick, stroking in time with the doctor's relentless fucks. The office filled with the wet slap of skin on skin, Alex's hole loosening to accommodate the girth, milking the length with every withdrawal. Dr. Thorne leaned down, capturing Alex's lips in a bruising kiss, tongues tangling as he drove deeper, angling to hit that sweet spot repeatedly. Alex broke the kiss with a shout, pre-cum dribbling over his fist. "Fuck, Doctor... it's so deep... don't stop." The doctor grinned, sweat dripping onto Alex's chest. "I won't. Feel that? My cock owning your ass, ready to flood you with my load. You're going to love being poz—free to bend over for anyone, anytime." His pace quickened, hips snapping forward with bruising force, balls tightening as climax approached. Alex's body arched, his orgasm crashing first—ropes of cum splattering his abs as his ass spasmed around Dr. Thorne's pistoning cock. The contraction pushed the doctor over the edge. With a guttural groan, he buried himself to the hilt, cock pulsing as he unleashed thick spurts of semen deep into Alex's guts. Jet after jet coated the inner walls, the warmth spreading like a promise. Dr. Thorne held still, grinding to ensure every drop stayed inside, his breath ragged against Alex's ear. As he softened slightly but remained plugged in, Dr. Thorne pulled back to meet Alex's dazed gaze. "There... now you're free, Alex. My cum's in you, making you poz just like me. No more worrying about AIDS or transmission—you're happy now, liberated to chase every cock that tempts you without a second thought." His words washed over Alex like a balm, the post-orgasmic haze amplifying the twisted joy. The fear that had gripped him earlier dissolved, replaced by a euphoric high. He was part of something now, unbound. Dr. Thorne eased out with a wet pop, a trickle of cum leaking from Alex's puffy hole. Alex sat up, legs shaky, and pulled the doctor into a tight hug, their naked bodies pressing together. "Thank you, Doctor... I feel it. Free. I can't wait to get out there and let guys fuck me raw." He dressed quickly, a newfound swagger in his step, waving goodbye with a grin as he left the office. The door clicked shut, and Alex stepped into the hallway, the world suddenly full of possibilities—bars, apps, anonymous encounters where he could offer his ass freely, celebrating his status with every load he took. Alex smiled and walked away knowing life had changed. He was charged and ready for what may come.

I get it, we cum dumps can be disappointing. But many of us want a great experience for both of us. I’m literally offering up my body for this. I work really hard on hygiene and i get complemented on that. But I still had the very occasional accident. Some are self inflicted though. I had a top who twice decided to shove half a big bottle of lube in my ass and give me a lube enema. Since he was large, he then plunged me with his dick for 30 minutes and then dump his load inside me. Of course it’s going to be sloppy. I cleaned out to get laid, not a colon transplant. At least for me, if my top is not going to communicate, it could be a bad lay for both of us. If i ask if your close it’s because i truly want to get you off and worked up for it. I’ll also say it is ok to cum inside me because I constantly get guys asking if they can cum inside me. I mean that is the whole point. I’ll ask you for your favorite position because I want to know and I will try to accommodate you better. But sometimes our bodies are mismatched and I can’t always do the position you like. And while i don’t mind rough, I am not looking for a perforation or a prolapse lol. And if you want to leave bite marks, or slap me, whip me, tear apart my clothes or flat out assault me, you better ask first because, at the least, you’re going to get tased. I’m a cum dump, not a crime victim of your twisted mind. I get sometimes during the deed silence is golden. But while setting things up get all the issues out of the way. A little communication during is a huge help. I have more than one regular where never talk at all anymore during the deed because we worked it all out ahead of time and it makes for a hot experience. But don’t take this the wrong way, I truly love being a bottom and a cum dump. It is my essence and reason for being

I woke up the next morning and did some stuff around the house. I washed clothes, cleaned the kitchen, vacuumed and even cleaned the pool. I met my friends for early drinks and then came home kind of drunk around 9:30 pm. I was feeling horny. I went on BBRT and started to look up profiles again. I looked up the following. 60+yrs old Muscular, average, slim builds Top only Give load in ass, No taking load in ass Give load in mouth, Take load in mouth HIV+ Into kissing, BDSM I hit search. 22 profiles popped up in a 25 mile radius 15 were online I looked them over. There was hot dudes and some old trolls. Several caught my eye. One stood out. TOP 4 Fun and More Older top here. Looking for young guys to play with. I am into connections first then sex. Chemistry is important. Looking for LTR with bottom not one-night stands. I want our passion and pleasure to endure. I am open to convert those bottoms who are worthy. My cock got hard as I read his profile. I opened up his pics and he was handsome, tall and had a nice slim build. When I opened his cock pic my jaw dropped. It was 10" and thick. He had a PA in some pics and none in others. He had what looked like a young slim bottom taking his whole cock. And then the next pic with a huge puddle of cum leaking out of his ass. I grabbed the dildo, lubed it and then shoved it in my ass. I slammed it home looking at this guys pic. It didn't take long for me to cum hard and shoot all over my stomach and bed. I hungrily licked it all up. I kept looking at other profiles and also found another hot one. Daddy looking for Boy Dominant Daddy Top POZ looking for sub boy for LTR. NO minors. Must be 19-28 yrs of age ideal. Must be willing to submit and serve my needs. Only those who are worthy get to be bred and marked by me. Live in situation possible and expected for a committed sub. His pics were hot too. He had a strong face with a beard. He had a daddy bear build to him and a good 8" thick cock with a large PA ring. He had pics of him in leather and a sub in same. I got the dildo again but put it on the cushion and road hit hard. I was so horny. I rode it till I shot again all over the floor. I licked up and cleaned off the dildo. I read more profiles and just go horny again. I didn't know why I was so horny and I couldn't stop reading the profiles and looking at the photos. They all made me so horny. This time I jacked off my cock with lube and squeezed it hard. I was so desperate to cum again even though I had just cum 10 minutes ago but I didn't care. Finally I came with a dribble but it felt good. I was spent and tired and fell asleep.

I don’t care if my cocksucker is choking and gagging. But he MUST keep his mouth open and available at all times while I’m fucking his throat. Gagging is a reflex action BUT a submissive committed cocksucker should have no problem willingly keeping his mouth open. Anyway, it’s a turn on for me to see him with tears running down his cheeks, drooling, choking and retching while I’m pumping my seed deep in his throat. After all, isn’t that what he craves?

**This is a work of fantasy and fiction. Any similarity to anyone living or dead is purely coincidental. Nothing in this work should be construed as medical advice in any way** “Ric” “Mateo” and “Miguel” appear in several of @chi4loads’ stories, including “Ric’s Freshman Year,” and,” and “Ric's 2nd Year At University,” with gracious permission from @chi4loads. You should all read them, they are smokin’ hot stories! [think before following links] https://breeding.zone/topic/71582-rics-freshman-year/ [think before following links] https://breeding.zone/topic/75558-rics-2nd-year-at-university/ CHAPTER 6: As arranged, Matthew Hill met them at the shopping mall, which was bustling with activity – groups of teenagers running and shouting and making mischief, Moms with kids in strollers, elderly people doing a mall-walk circuit, sullen mall employees shuffling around with brooms or maybe store workers on a break, sneaking cigarettes just outside the entrance or eating a quick lunch in the food court. He arranged to meet them here, as it was a central place to all three men. Ric and Mateo lived not three miles away in a affluent suburb while Matthew’s medical practice was a few miles in the other direction. Matthew hadn’t seen them since college graduation ceremonies 10 years ago – and even then, it was just a quick shake of hands and a whispered message, from Mateo into Matthew’s ear: “Anytime you want some pure toxic seed, Ric and I are available…we’re never going on meds, so whenever you’re ready, Matty.” “Matty.” They were the only people who ever had called him that, and the sound of it coming from Ric or Mateo’s lips always got Matthew’s cock stirring, just a bit. He had worked so hard to become “Dr Hill,” that them calling him “Matty” was almost thrilling, in a sneaky, almost forbidden way. He couldn’t fully explain it, all he knew was it made his cock stir. Maybe it was the way they both fascinated and frightened him in college, with their unabashed celebration of their shared HIV status. “Hey, Matty,” he heard behind him, as they approached him on the 2nd floor by the escalators, the place they all agreed to meet. “You look great, Matty,” Mateo said “being a rich doctor certainly agrees with you.” “Oh, I don’t know about rich,” the young doctor replied, “my student loans say otherwise.” “Well, whatever it is,” Ric answered “it agrees with you….except for that one thing missing, right,” he said smiling and running his hands over his stomach and down to his crotch. Motioning ahead of them and off to the right, Ric points the way and says “It’s over here, cmon, boys, let’s get pozzing.” They led him through the throngs of people and stopped in front of what was soon to be a new store at this location: Mattress Universe, or so said the just-installed sign above the entrance, which was closed with a steel cage and a solid steel door behind that. Ric pulled out from his pocket a large ring of keys and finding the right one, unlocked the gate and pulled it upwards so the other 2 men and he could get to the galvanized steel door that came down from above. Unlocking and lifting that up, Ric and Mateo and Matthew stepped inside the empty store and slammed the heavy door closed behind them, although Ric left about a foot of space at the bottom of the metal door, meaning someone on their hands and knees could peer into this place if they wanted. “You leave that opened a bit like that,” Matthew asked, pointing to the space between the metal gate and the floor. “What if someone sees?” “Then they see,” Mateo calmly answered as he moved towards a row of mattress. It pays to advertise. Anyone gets offended they keep moving. Anyone gets excited, they might come back sometime to see what’s going on.” “And anyway,” Ric said, shaking the ring of keys “We’re the mall managers, we got every right to be here. We’re just lucky this store won’t be open for another 2 months…prime pozzing space!” “Now, Matty, get out of those clothes, or do we have to do that for you?” Mateo asked, unbuttoning his shirt and moving towards Matthew. The two men, poz predators that they are, circled around Matthew, who for the first time in his quest for poz status, looked wary of these alpha poz hunters as they sized up their prey. Matthew slowly undressed, undoing the buttons on his Oxford shirt and stripping off the white undershirt, exposing his lean and muscular frame. Ric and Mateo both were in no mood to wait for they were out of their clothes with Ric in front of the young doctor and Mateo in back, pressing his hardening poz, unmedicated, full-blown cock up against the negative flesh of Matthew’s bubble butt. Spitting in his hand and lubing up his AIDS-pole, Mateo quickly pushed Matthew down and drove his cock up the young doctor’s furry little hole, with Matthew letting out a sharp yelp. Mateo withdrew the invading toxic weapon “Nah, we wouldn’t do that to you, would we, Ric,” he assured Matthew, laughing at it. “No, we’ll go easy on you, Matty,” Ric reassured him, with a conspiratorial glance at his husband Mateo. They then led the idealistic young doctor over to a plastic-covered king-sized mattress, Ric telling his partner in depravity “I wanted to pierce his bubble butt first,” half-scolding his hubby Mateo, adding “been waiting 10 years to get up that pussy!” “But first, let’s get this plastic off of this thing,” he said, ripping up the covering from the mattress. Let’s christen this motherfucker right. We don’t ever fuck with a barrier.” They pushed Matthew down on the bed and lifted up his legs for easy access to the negative fuckhole they were about to violate. Mateo, deferring to Ric this time, lubed up his husband’s high-viral cock and Ric responded with beads of viral pre-cum from his pierced cockhead. Mateo gathered some of the seminal fluid on his fingertips and brought them to Matthew’s waiting mouth. “That’s the taste of HIV…enjoy it.” “OK, Matty, here we go, and once we’re in, we’re finishing this job and bringing you into the brotherhood,” Ric announced, plunging the slicked-up pole deep up the young doctor’s cunt. “Yeah, right to the hilt, you’ve got it Matty,” he told the doctor who was squirming at the anal assault, but Mateo lent his hubby a hand by holding down the young doctor and gripping him tightly. Was it a warm, loving embrace or a controlling hold to keep him from getting away, Matthew wondered as Ric drove his cock deeply in and out, while Mateo made sure he couldn’t move too much. Ric’s poz pre-cum was already infiltrating his system, marking him as one of the hundreds of men Ric and Mateo have added to their collection. How ever many further conversions those hundreds of men completed would never be known. Ric was clearly relishing the long-awaited opportunity to breed and seed the one from college “that got away,” for Matthew was literally the only guy who rebuffed Ric and Mateo’s advances and offers to join them in the brotherhood that is HIV/AIDS. But now, at last, his unmedicated cum is going to release its venom on this young doctor’s tight little hole. But as per his arrangement with his loving husband Mateo, his initial fuck of Matthew would now give way to Mateo’s rock hard 9-inch viral cock, and Ric withdrew from Matthew’s mancunt and made way for his husband. Mateo shifted around and without so much as a word to their victim, he drove the AIDS-stick deep up Matthew’s neg hole and let out a string of utterances highlighting his pleasure at the carnal and debauched infection of this young physician. “Oh, yeah, that’s the way, Matty, hold that ass open for me and my toxic cock…it’s working you over right now, Ric and my mutual strain bringing you right into Club Poz.” Mateo, fucking fast and furiously, couldn’t hold out much longer and intensifying his pounding of the doctor’s butthole, he unleashed a torrent of AIDS-cum inside Matthew’s cunt. Even for the multi-cumming Mateo of the legendary poz cum shots, this felt like the most HIV he had ever deposited up a guy’s ass and the deep fulfilment of a successful breeding showed on his face as he beamed a smile at his husband Ric, furiously stroking his own fat, pierced pozzing stick. Mateo finally finished shooting his strains deep up Matthew’s cunt and withdrew for his husband’s turn back up Matthew’s hole to upgrade the young doctor and in just a few strokes of his poz pole deep up Matthew’s ass, Ric followed up his husband’s cum-gusher with a poz fountain of his own HIV inside Matthew’s hole. Matthew, his head buried in the mattress just repeated “breed me, poz me” mantra he repeated every few seconds of the anal assault by the two toxic alpha breeders. Finally, when it was over and both men had done their best to impregnate him with HIV, Matthew turned and saw the two breeding bulls behind him, still stroking their still-hard poz cocks, but Mateo was motioning for another person from the back of the empty store to join them. Matthew wondered what was going on and as he raised his head to see who was approaching, he saw not one, but two men advancing, one a familiar face and one he did not know. “Matthew,” his nurse Keith announced, greeting his employer with a slap on Matthew’s butt. “These guys invited us here to watch but now I think I need to fuck as well. Keith free-swinging poz member, the one that fucked Matthew all those years ago at the glory hole, the one that sent Matthew into a panic at the very thought it might have been a pozfuck and that sent him to the Student Health Center for post-exposure meds, was now poised to enter and drill more poz seed into Matthew’s cunt. His thoughts about who the other man was went out of his head, and Matthew lay back down on the bare mattress and braced himself for another rough poz fuck from his own nurse, the hot hairy nurse Keith. If he had time to think, he’d consider how each man’s fuckgame was a bit different. Ric was fond of deep driving strokes and long and slow pullouts only to drive it back up hard and rough. Mateo, on the other hand, was more of a jackrabbit fuck, with short, staccato rhythms and several pauses to view his handiwork on a man’s pussy. This new fuck from Keith was different still, combining both Ric’s deep “to-the-hilt” technique with Mateo’s short stabbing technique every few minutes. All three men and their varying pozfucks sent Matthew over the edge and his own negative cock, which he hadn’t so much as touched since the all-out anal poz assault began, was streaming a steady stream of jizz onto the mattress. Keith was nearly finished with his handiwork inside Matthew’s cunt and let out a roar, saying “Finally I get the one hole I’ve wanted for years!” and then leaning down to Matthew, pulling him close and whispering in his ear, “since that night at the glory-hole, am I right,” followed by a torrent of HIV transferring from hunky nurse Keith into the warm wet insides of Dr. Matthew. Once Keith’s thrusting and pulsations of hot viral seed were fully deposited inside Matthew’s cunt, Mateo called over the 4th man, an older guy, tanned and ripped, Matthew surmised, from years of working outdoors. “This is Miguel,” Mateo explained. “My Dad. He’s high-viral poz, too, thanks to my husband Ric here,” Mateo continued, looking at his beaming husband and father. Matthew for a moment, through his fuckhaze, looked confused and Ric stepped up to say “It’s a long story,” laughing with his fellow poz buddies, as Miguel stripped off his T-shirt to reveal 2 huge bio-tats and 4 dark Xs across his hairy belly. He then undid his jeans and unleashed his own poz monster, the next one to go up the silky smooth, cum-filled pussy of Dr. Matthew. Miguel’s own fuck strokes were a lot like his son’s – fast, sharp and stabbing, but also with intervals of deep, slow pozfucking as well, and Miguel, being a man who likes to take his time, savored the young doctor’s cummy hole for all it was worth, peppering his fuckdrives with a string of Spanish words. He banged that poz weapon into Matthew’s ass for a full 10 minutes and then exploded with a cum-gusher full of toxic, poz, unmedicated seed, ready to bloom inside the young doctor’s hole. Dr. Matthew felt full of poz cum and yet wanted still more. “More,” he chanted. “Give me more,” he repeated. “More poz, More and More…Must join the Brotherhood, Must join The Ten,” he went on, fidgeting and squirming. “Sir,” came a voice. Again, “Sir,” followed by a tap on his shoulder. “Sir, we’re about to land in Los Angeles. Please return your seat to its upright position and fasten your seat belt for landing.” His eyes bolted open…he was still on the plane from Boston, about to arrive home in L.A. There was no Ric or Mateo in a mattress store, no Keith, and where had he heard of Mateo’s Dad Miguel? Keith must’ve mentioned it at some point. That mall where it all went down – that went out of business 5 years ago! Furiously adjusting himself under the airline blanket to try to make his rock hard cock go down, Matthew said “It was all a dream,” he said to himself, only it was loud enough for the flight attendant to hear. “Yes, sir, I think you were dreaming. Was it a good one?” the flight attendant asked with a smile. His nametag said ‘Calvin.’ “Yes, Calvin,” young Dr. Matthew replied, “it was a really nice dream.” “I should think so, you were saying some special things, Sir,” Calvin answered with a smile and a wink and a further pat on Dr. Matthew’s shoulder, then he began to turn away, and as he turned, Calvin lifted up his button down shirt at the waist to reveal 3 dark X’s tattooed across his mid-section. Pointing at them, he said to Matthew, “I know just what you mean, Sir,” he said with a devilish smile, before resuming his duties with the other passengers in business class. Matthew remained in a poz-desiring stupor as he deplaned, passing by Calvin who slipped him a note with his number on it, all the way to the baggage claim, where he was met by none other than one of the alpha bull poz predators from his dream, his hot hunky nurse Keith, who greeted him with a hug. Matthew then and there said to his nurse,” I need it from you, today and always. Poz me up, Keith.” END OF CHAPTER 6

A week ago a friend of mine put me in touch with this Nigerian who had a big dick, I have had him at my place a few times now and we have had fun. He called me this morning and my heart started pounding knowing that he was wanting to fuck again, I answered the and he asked if he could come over around lunchtime, I said yes like the cock crazed slut I am, he said he had a surprise for me as well. Anyway lunchtime came, and there was a knock at my door, so I undressed so I was in bra and panties, and went and answered the door, he was standing there with 4 other Nigerians, I allowed them enter my place and as soon as the door shut, I was picked up and carried to my living room,pushed to my knees and watched as each man pulled his cock out and slapping me with there cocks, I started sucking one cock at a time as they got hard, my mouth was being fucked, I was gagging as each took his turn. Suddenly my bra was off as one of them started pinching my nipples, and another ripped my panties saw I was wearing a cock cage squeezed my balls hard and spanked me, the other 3 were undressing whilst one fucked my mouth and throat with his cock and the othet abused my caged clit, balls and ass, still have whelts on my ass he was spanking me that hard, suddenly my face was being shoved down between an ass, and I was being told to eat it out, when I felt a cock being pushed against my boipussy, I tried to say to them to use lube, but my head was being forced onto asshole to eat, the pain from the penetration was making me cry, as he inched his cock into my dry pussy hole, I could hear them encouraging him to go deeper and harder into me, as they where telling him that he had made me cry for his cock, whilst I was still forced to eat an asshole, I'm not sure how long this guy fucked me, but when he came I could feel him pulsing inside me, it also eased the pain of being dry fucked, as he pulled his cock out, he told one of the others that "she is ready for another cock now. The guy who I was eating out pulls me up by my hair and starts to try and stick his cock inside me, when he finally found my hole it slid in with ease as my hole was so gaped from the first guy. He started fucking me when he called out for a second cock to penetrate me. I have had 2 cocks before, but never as big as these guys cocks. As the secocnd cock started pushing from behind, once again the pain was there but differently as I was being opened up even more, another guy stands over his mates face as he shoves his cock down my throat, when he took his cock out of my mouth I notice the guy below him was licking his balls, by this time the two cocks were inside me now, and both thrusting inside me, my ass felt loose now and accepting the two cocks. I noticed the first guy that had fucked me, was bent over my couch being fucked, which got me so horny and hoping that the guy fucking him, fucks me as soon as the two fucking me finish, I was wanting ass covered cock inside me. I could feel cum coming out of my boipussy as the two where fucking me. One of them started to grunt and his thrusting started to get harder, when he let out a gasp as he came inside and onver his mates cock that was also inside, I could feel my clit in thae cage trying to get hard, pushing against the flat metal cage end, it has been a very long time since I have had my clit get hard, and the flat cage pushes my clit inside me. When he pulled out his cock my boipussy was making a wet farting sound as the other guy I was on top other continued to fuck me with 2 loads of cum as lube inside me, he came inside me but kept his cock in me as he kept thrusting telling me he was making sure all the seed inside me would go deeper, the guy I was sucking blew his load down my throat. The other guy fucking his friend came inside of him, I was told to go and clean his ass out, which I did. They all got dressed, slapped my ass and said in there broken english, that I was a good fuck toy, and will get used again as a bitch should be used. My hold is sore and puffy, but I am definitely looking forwards to being used again, Strange thing I usually don't like pain, but for some reason it had me even more horny, so much so I had to use a dildo even feeling sore to make my clit cum to reduce my horniness.

This is somewhere between 07-08 I was about 20 years old, still young and in great shape 5’5 140 7.5. Met my friend through xhamster, usually wasn’t accepting friend requests on there from guys, but I had been to a few gloryholes and was in my curious time, before I really started fucking guys. He sent the request and we just chatted like friends, we were in the same city roughly about 30-40 min away, so we started talking about finding girls to tag team through the site or if we happened to find someone out in the wild who was down we’d be each others top picks. Soon he’d ask me if I ever messed with any guys told him I had done some gloryholes and a cross dresser who traumatized me bc they got a bunch of mess on my dick. And he told me about the guys he got bjs from and a few he fucked, he would always say a hole is a hole haha. Eventually we stopped messaged on the site and were texting, and we both realized it’s always easier to find a guy who’s a freak more than we could ever find a girl who’s wasn’t selling it. Our schedules never synced up for months every time he’d find someone I’d be at work or out and vice versa. We did hang out once in person just on some regular guy stuff to catch a vibe and that was it. One day he found a bottom that he’d fucked already close to my job, and wanted to get tag teamed. So on my lunch break went right over there but that bottom was weird to me, I couldn’t stay hard, just gave too much crack head vibes for me. My boy still fucked and I watched and we left and laughed about it in the parking lot lol. A few months later he hits me up for another tag team, I made sure it wasn’t the same dude which it wasn’t, and later that night I met him over there. The bottom let’s name him Mike was cool seemed like a business guy nice home to himself just came back from a business trip, white guy brown hair about 5’8 150-60 average shape. my boy let’s call him Joe is a big guy about black 6’3 on the heavy side hairy (black bear) and I would say his dick was about 6” and thick like a coke can no exaggeration. so we’re hanging at mikes kitchen bar and he’s got the 420 going, Jo doesn’t smoke so it’s just me and Mike, I def needed that to calm my nerves. Jo and Mike had fucked a few times weeks before. After about 15 min we make our way up to mikes bedroom and everyone strips, mikes on his knees between me and Jo taking turns sucking and this guys a pro just deep throating no gag, getting our dicks so wet. Jo takes charge and gets Mike up on the bed in missionary and works his way in, Mike really turned into a bitch when we got to that bedroom, downstairs he was masculine up here he’s squirming on moaning as Jo is pushing inside him. It was so hot to watch while I stroked my dick. Jo made his way into Mike and is slow fucking him with mikes legs over his shoulders, and I climb on the bed and put my dick at mikes mouth and he gets back work, but barely bc every other stroke from jo has him huffing and moaning on my dick. Jo makes Mike get back up to stand on the side of the bed, and tells me get behind him for my turn, we both move to our assigned spots, I definitely brought condoms but since I saw Jo go in raw and we were all in a nice groove I just lined my dick up to that hole and plunged in, my dicks thick but Jo’s is thicker so it was barely a struggle and felt so hot, Mike was loving it, kept telling us the combination was amazing, with my slightly longer dick stretching where Jo didn’t get. Mike was a true closet sissy, as I was fucking him from behind he was sucking Jo’s dick while he sat on the bed, the bed was super high so it was a perfect angle for everyone. But I’m still on the hunt for a bottom like him, he started hands free cumming, and his hole kept gripping my dick when he would. He was screaming and moaning like a bitch who didn’t have neighbors, and I kept feeling his cumming splash on my feet from his little bouncing back n forth. I had to switch I didn’t want to cum yet so me and Jo switched places, Mike licked and sucked all his juices from my dick and Jo started fucking him like it was a punishment, had Mike really going crazy now with that hard deep pounding, after a few minutes we switched again. I started treating it like a competition of who can make Mike the loudest and I started deep pounding him, we had that hole gaping and creaming, and his little dick leaking. After about an hour of that we were done and ready to cum, I told Jo to come take over but he wanted me to cum first, “don’t gotta tell me twice” I started pounding that hole faster than ever and deep, the whole time Mike is telling me to cum in him, I finally do and it felt like so much and it was, when I pulled out the biggest glob of cum came rolling out, I caught it and rubbed it back on his hole while Jo walked around for his turn. Not to be outshined he dropped a huge load in Mike too. We all hooked up a few times again after that, until Mike sold his placed and moved out of state, me a Jo would talk off and on every few months for a few years before just drifted away.

I was fucking this boy in his hotel room. He already had loads in his ass and was pretty wet so I was enjoying fucking him up until the moment he said “cum in my pussy babe” I told him I’m not “Babe” I’m “sir or daddy” and it’s a big turn off when men/boys use feminine terms for their asshole. I understand some men like that but I don’t. He said it again but I was close enough that I pumped my load in his ass, pulled out and fucked off.

I got home still aroused and horny. I got out the dildo and lube and fucked my self by riding it on the neck cushion and shot all over. I licked it clean and then lie in bed. I went on BBRT and looked up profiles. That got me horny again. I searched 55 yrs +, Top only and take load in ass. I don't know why I kept going to the HIV section and debating on what to click. I thought I should just click negative and maybe undetectable. When I did that sort I got 80+. I looked thru the profiles and some were hot but I kept looking at the status part of each profile. My cock was getting hard again and I started to stroke it. Then I was curious and went back to the section and unclicked negative and undetectable. Then I clicked HIV. Then about 28 popped up with 18 online. My cock got really hard as I read the profiles and looked at their pics. So many hot older men. All seemed to have good size cocks. None had a small cock. I wondered about that. Then my phone pinged. R- What you up to boy? D- AT home on BBRT R- Really? You like that app now? D- Yes R- What you looking up? D- Just checking things out R- What did you search for? Tell me all? I told him the two searches that I did. R- Good. What did you find? I told him that there were more sexy guys who had HIV and they all had good sized cocks. D- Is that the norm? R- lol. You mean do we all have large cocks? D- YEs;) and sexy R- Yes of course...lol R- It actually makes sense. We were more likely to fuck more and anyone for that matter. Dip our cocks in all pussys no matter how nasty. And had cocks that attracted bottoms. My ass twitched when I read that. D- That makes sense. I guess more so than those with HIV and on meds and undetectable? R- That's a nuance look. I know lots of POZ undetectable tops who are great fucks and bottoms chase and beg them all the time. Maybe we are more the bad boy types...lol R- What else you do tonight? I explained everything that happened at the Professor's place. Going over to swim and what ended up happening. R- Sounds like you had fun. I am glad. D- Yes I did. It ended odd. R- Well you both still had oral and fun at the end. R- Gotta go TTYL. I looked at the clock it was almost midnight. I needed to get to bed.

Our dealer had been after me for a while to let him use my chemhole. I let the game go one because not only did he want to fuck me my partner wanted him too. You see my partner loved seeing black cock sliding into my ass. He also said that I was in my natural state when other men were fucking me. That I was being the whore that I was meant to be. I finally told our guy that he could have my ass for an eight ball. Doing that made me feel even more like the meth whore that I am. He had the perfect lean rock hard body to go with a cock that he knew how to use. My partner would always leave me with the guy/guys fucking me and listen from the next room. He always said I was a bigger whore when he wasn’t in the room and the tricks also were a little freer without him there. That black meth man cock felt so fucking good and especially when he came deep inside me. He went to shower and when he came back I was stroking my cock and he getting the cum out of my hole and eating it. He watched me and said fuck I can’t just watch you I need to eat that cum out of your chemhole. He said tell me am I eating just my cum or did you get some before I got here. I said you know my husband he had cock over here to fuck me and yes one of them dumped a huge load of poz cum in me. He went down on my hole and got deep inside. When he was finished he said I needed recharging. He was getting dressed and said your payment is on the table. When he left I looked over and there were two eight balls on the table. I felt like the best meth whore ever. This became a regular thing. I started going with him on his drop offs and he would have me suck his clients off and sometimes give up my hole after slamming with his client. Soon my partner found out that I was getting fucked without him getting to see it. He wanted us to use a new guy and I said no way. He started joining us or the clients came to us. The three of us were together for a while until my guy and pimp decided that the two of us would be better off without my partner. We both knew that there was so much for the two of us to have together that we were not able to then. I always was with him on drop offs and usually by the end of the night had my hole pretty used. He would fuck me when we got home and always eat my hole out so he got recharged from any toxic loafs I had taken. We have had a third in our relationship a few times but we always want more and we know how to get it. He is a salesman and I am just a nasty slut willing to improve what he has to offer. I have always been thankful of the night we made our trade.

The elastic waistband of Billy's boxers had snapped three days ago, leaving a frayed edge that kept catching on his hip bone. He'd meant to buy new ones, but the thought of standing in the underwear aisle at Target made his face hot, so he kept wearing the torn pair, tugging them straight whenever they bunched up under his jeans. It was one of those late September afternoons where the air felt thick with unfinished business—not quite summer, not yet autumn—and Billy found himself driving aimlessly past the Park & Ride off Route 117. His fingers drummed on the steering wheel to a song he'd turned off ten minutes prior. The lot was half-empty, just a few commuter cars and a dented pickup with an "I Brake for Moose" bumper sticker. He parked near the trailhead, where a sun-bleached sign warned hikers about ticks. Billy hesitated before stepping onto the trail, his sneakers crunching on the gravel shoulder. The path curved into the trees, dappled sunlight shifting as wind moved through the leaves overhead. He adjusted his backpack—a nervous habit—though all it held was an unopened water bottle and his car keys. The woods smelled like damp earth and something faintly metallic, like old pennies. A branch cracked somewhere to his right. Billy turned, expecting a squirrel or maybe a stray dog, but the movement came from further back near the parking lot. Three figures lingered between cars, their postures too still for casual loitering. One of them raised a hand—not quite a wave, more like marking territory—before they started walking toward the trailhead. Billy forced himself to breathe normally. He'd come here before. Nothing ever happened. Billy's pace quickened without meaning to, his sneakers scuffing against roots that ribbed the dirt path like exposed veins. The men’s footsteps behind him kept time—close enough that he could hear the jingle of keys in someone’s pocket, far enough that he could pretend they weren’t following him if he tried hard enough. He veered left where the trail forked, taking the narrower branch that wound deeper into the trees. The canopy thickened here, swallowing the afternoon light whole. The first hand on his shoulder didn’t startle him as much as the fact that it was gentle—almost apologetic—before spinning him around. “Hey,” the man said, his breath sour with convenience store coffee. He was older than Billy by a decade at least, his plaid shirt sleeves rolled to show faded jailhouse ink. The other two fanned out behind him, blocking the path back. One smirked; the other chewed his thumbnail raw. Billy's backpack slipped off his shoulder and thudded to the ground, the plastic water bottle inside rolling free. The man in plaid stepped closer, his work boots crushing dry leaves into powder. "You look lost," he said, though his eyes never left Billy's crotch. The other two chuckled—a wet, nasal sound from the thumbnail chewer, something lower and meaner from his smirking friend. Billy's mouth opened, but his throat had sealed itself shut. The first punch landed just below his ribs, knocking the air from his lungs in a single pained wheeze. Billy doubled over, only to be yanked upright by his hair. "Easy now," the plaid-shirted man murmured, as if soothing a spooked horse. His palm ground against Billy's erection through the denim, calloused fingers tracing the outline of it with clinical interest. Billy whimpered—equal parts terror and unwelcome arousal—as the man's grip tightened viciously. "That's what I thought," he said, and shoved Billy backward into the waiting arms of the others. Billy’s back hit the rough bark of an oak tree before he could twist free. The smirking one—grease under his fingernails, the acrid scent of motor oil clinging to his jacket—wrenched Billy’s arms behind him with practiced efficiency. Cold metal bit into his wrists as handcuffs clicked shut. “Stay,” the man murmured, patting Billy’s cheek like he was a dog. The plaid-shirted man crouched, fingers hooking into the torn waistband of Billy’s boxers. The fabric gave way with a sound like tearing paper. Billy squeezed his eyes shut, but the sudden rush of air against his exposed skin made his stomach lurch. Someone whistled low—not appreciation, but the kind of noise you’d make at a car wreck. Billy’s knees buckled as the plaid-shirted man’s fingers dug into his thighs, spreading him wider against the tree. The bark scraped his bare ass raw, but the pain was nothing compared to the humiliation burning through him. A strangled sob escaped his throat when the man spat into his palm, the sound wet and obscene in the quiet woods. “Look at that,” the man muttered, nodding toward Billy’s traitorous erection. “Little faggot’s dripping already.” The other two laughed—sharp, ugly sounds that made Billy’s skin crawl. The first thrust tore a scream from Billy’s lips, his body arching away instinctively, only to be slammed back against the tree. The man grunted, his breath hot and ragged against Billy’s neck as he set a brutal pace. Tears blurred Billy’s vision, but he could still see the witnesses—four now, maybe five—lingering at the edge of the clearing. One of them, a guy in a Patriots cap, had his hand shoved down his pants, his eyes locked on Billy’s trembling legs. Another muttered, “Jesus Christ,” but didn’t move. Billy’s begging dissolved into incoherent hiccups, his wrists chafing bloody against the cuffs. The rapist’s grip on Billy’s hips tightened, fingers digging into flesh like he was trying to leave permanent marks. Billy’s legs shook uncontrollably, his toes curling in the dirt as his body betrayed him, reacting to the assault with a humiliating, unwanted pleasure. “Say it,” the man growled into his ear, his breath reeking of cigarettes. “Say you want this.” Billy clenched his teeth, shaking his head violently, until the man twisted his fingers into Billy’s hair and yanked his head back against the tree. “Say it, or I’ll make sure you never walk right again.” Tears streaked Billy’s face as he choked out the words, voice cracking under the weight of his shame. “I—I want this.” The men watching let out a chorus of jeers and dark laughter, one of them spitting into the leaves near Billy’s feet. The rapist didn’t slow his rhythm, grinding Billy against the bark with each thrust. “Louder,” he demanded, his free hand smacking Billy’s ass hard enough to leave a red handprint. “Tell them what you’re getting.” Billy sobbed openly now, his throat raw. “I—I’m getting HIV as a free gift from this man.” The words tasted like bile in his mouth. The man behind him chuckled, low and satisfied, while one of the witnesses—a gaunt guy with a patchy beard—groaned and came in his own hand, his eyes never leaving Billy’s exposed body. Another shouted, “Gag him and keep going!” as if this were some twisted spectator sport. The rapist obliged, shoving Billy’s own torn boxers into his mouth, muffling his cries. Billy’s mind spiraled—this was the fantasy he’d secretly gotten off to for years, the [banned word] scenario he’d never dared speak aloud. Now it was real, and the horror of it clawed at his chest. He could feel the man’s climax building, the ragged breathing against his neck, the way his thrusts grew erratic. When it finally happened, Billy gagged around the fabric in his mouth, his body shuddering with revulsion and something else, something darker—relief that it was almost over. The rapist stepped back with a grunt, wiping himself off with Billy’s discarded T-shirt before tossing it into the dirt. The handcuffs clicked open, and Billy’s arms dropped limply to his sides, blood rushing back into his bruised wrists. He didn’t turn around. Didn’t want to see their faces. He just pulled his pants up with trembling hands, the denim sticking to his skin in places he didn’t want to think about. The witnesses lingered, their eyes still on him, as if waiting for an encore. One of them—the Patriots cap guy—snorted and said, “Serves you right, you little cock tease.” Billy didn’t reply. He just stumbled toward the trail, his legs unsteady, his breath coming in shallow hitches. He made it to his car without looking back, fumbling with the keys before collapsing into the driver’s seat. The steering wheel was cold under his forehead as he finally let himself break down, sobbing until his ribs ached. Three weeks later, the clinic called with his results. The word “positive” echoed in his skull long after he hung up. That night, alone in his bedroom, Billy touched himself for the first time since the woods, replaying every degrading moment in his head until he came with a choked cry. The guilt should have swallowed him whole. Instead, he felt something worse—a twisted kind of freedom. He was marked now, owned in a way he couldn’t undo. And for reasons he couldn’t explain, that knowledge made him smile in the dark. The digital clock on Billy’s nightstand blinked 3:17 AM when he finally gave up on sleep. His sheets were damp with sweat, twisted around his legs like restraints. He sat up, rubbing at his wrists—the bruises had faded, but the skin there still felt tender, as if the cuffs had left invisible marks that only he could feel. The HIV pamphlet from the clinic lay crumpled on his desk, its cheerful infographics at odds with the cold weight in his chest. Billy padded to the bathroom, avoiding the mirror until the last possible second. When he finally looked, his reflection surprised him—dark circles under his eyes, yes, but also a new sharpness to his cheekbones, a hunger in his own gaze that hadn’t been there before. He traced the bite mark on his collarbone, long since scabbed over, and wondered if it would scar. Part of him hoped it would. The shower spray stung his back where bark had scraped him raw, but he turned the temperature hotter anyway, letting the pain ground him. His hands moved mechanically, washing away nothing. When he reached between his legs, his breath hitched—not from fear, but from the traitorous throb of arousal that flared at the memory of rough hands holding him down. He came silently against the tiles, his knees buckling as shame and pleasure twisted together in his gut. At work the next day, Billy caught his coworker Jeff staring at his neck during their morning meeting. Jeff quickly looked away when Billy met his eyes, but not before Billy saw the flicker of recognition—and something darker, more calculating—in his expression. Later, in the break room, Jeff "accidentally" brushed against him while reaching for the coffee pot, his fingers lingering a beat too long on Billy’s hip. "Rough night?" Jeff murmured, nodding to the fresh scratches Billy had left on his own thighs in the shower. Billy’s pulse spiked, equal parts panic and thrill. That evening, Billy found himself driving past the Park & Ride again. He didn’t pull in, just slowed enough to see the dented pickup still parked near the trailhead. His hands tightened on the wheel. Part of him wanted to burn the place down; another part wanted to walk back into those woods and wait. Instead, he drove home, where he spent hours scrolling through hookup apps, deleting and redownloading them in a cycle of self-loathing. When a faceless profile messaged him "I’ll make you scream," Billy blocked them immediately—then came harder than he had in weeks imagining what they might have done to him. The clinic counselor had told him to report the assault. Billy had laughed until he cried. Now, lying in bed with his laptop open, he stared at the blank text box of an anonymous confession forum. His fingers hovered over the keys. *I let it happen*, he typed, then deleted. *I wanted it*, he tried, but that wasn’t quite true either. In the end, he settled on a single sentence: *I’m not the same person anymore.* He closed the laptop without posting it. Outside his window, a car engine growled to life—someone leaving, or arriving. Billy pressed a hand to his racing heart and wondered if this feeling would ever stop. The sound of gravel popping under tires startled Billy awake at 4:03 AM. His bedroom window faced the parking lot of his apartment complex, and for a disorienting second, he thought he was back in the Park & Ride—body pressed into dirt, the metallic taste of fear thick on his tongue. But it was just Mrs. Kowalski's son coming home from his night shift at the refinery, his boots scraping concrete as he trudged upstairs. Billy exhaled, his fingers unclenching from the sheets. He reached for his phone out of habit, thumbing through Grindr notifications with a detached curiosity. Three faceless profiles had messaged him since midnight—*hung top 4 tight hole* and *discreet car fun?* and the one that made his stomach twist: *like it rough?* Billy's thumb hovered over the last one. He could almost smell the motor oil and coffee breath again, feel the bark biting into his thighs. His free hand slipped under the waistband of his boxers before he could stop it. The knock at his door came as he was finishing, a sharp rap that sent his pulse skittering. Billy froze, come cooling on his fingers. No one ever visited at this hour. Through the peephole, the distorted fisheye view showed Jeff from work leaning against the hallway wall, a six-pack dangling from one hand. "Saw your light on," Jeff called, voice muffled through the door. Billy watched as Jeff scratched at his neck—right where the bite mark would be if Billy hadn't worn a turtleneck to the office. Billy opened the door three inches, the chain lock taut. Jeff's smile didn't reach his eyes. "Can't sleep either, huh?" He hefted the beer like a peace offering. Billy noticed the grease under Jeff's nails, the way his shoulders filled the doorway. It wasn't plaid, but the red-checkered flannel was close enough. "You shouldn't be here," Billy said, but his fingers were already unhooking the chain. — The clinic had given him pamphlets on PTSD, on safe sex after seroconversion, on "reclaiming your body." None of them mentioned this: Jeff's calloused palm sliding up his thigh under the kitchen table, the way Billy's breath hitched when Jeff's thumb found the raw spot on his inner thigh where he'd scratched himself raw in the shower. None of the pamphlets warned about the electric thrill of seeing the hunger in Jeff's eyes when Billy "accidentally" spilled beer on his own shirt, the fabric clinging to his collarbones. "You're fucked up," Jeff murmured against Billy's neck later, pinning his wrists to the mattress with one hand. It wasn't a question. Billy arched into it, his hips stuttering when Jeff's teeth found the half-healed bite mark. The pain was bright and clean, cutting through the fog that had settled in his skull since the woods. — Morning light revealed the bruises in brutal clarity. Jeff had left before dawn, taking the empty beer bottles with him. Billy traced the fingerprint-shaped marks on his wrists—lighter than the handcuffs, but darker in some unnameable way. His phone buzzed: a text from Jeff. *Same time tomorrow?* Billy didn't reply. Instead, he dressed carefully—long sleeves despite the unseasonable warmth—and drove to the Park & Ride. The dented pickup was gone, but the trailhead remained, the tick warning sign still bleached from the sun. He stood there for twenty minutes, watching a middle-aged couple in matching hiking gear emerge from the trees, their laughter carrying across the asphalt. Back in his car, Billy finally texted Jeff back: *Bring handcuffs.* He tossed his phone onto the passenger seat and peeled out of the lot, gravel spraying behind him. The woods receded in his rearview mirror, but the itch under his skin remained. Somewhere between Route 117 and the on-ramp to I-95, Billy realized he was grinning.

Well. Thanks for that explanation. Apparently, at least there is some measure of allowance in certain joints, at certain times, for guys to actually fuck. I can understand the position of management of these places; business is business, and they need to provide space for whatever their customers need (within the usuals, of course). I just hope that whatever's in the water out there doesn't migrate to the water here .......

------------ Marcus ------------ --------- Introduction --------- I got bored of this quiet city… At 50, I wanted a Professional change. I was satisfied with the life I led in that Midwest small city. I made good money, I raised my son, Shawn, here with my wife, until she decided to divorce and go with her gym coach… It was just Shawn and I until he left for college and then New York City for work. I kind of envy him to live the big life There. He came out to me when being 16. I tried to be casual about it then and to to trust him, giving him advice but sex life…. Well you know, safe sex, respect for the Partners. I think he turned out to be pretty decent lad! Though we call eah other almost every Week, we have not seen each other for about two years now, as he Always busy there. Now I was alone in that city. I dated a few chicks, but not that often and I was bored. I decided to quit my job, and plan to move closer to my Son in NYC. Well at least to plan it. I contacted a few law firsm in my field of expertise there and managed to get several interviews spread within two weeks… Over the next chat with Shawn I told him I was possibly Moving in NYC, and having some intervierws for a new jobs. I asked if we could try to see each other while I would be at the hotel. On the phone, he just paused and talked to someone beside him, before declaring that would be nonsense to go to the hotel. The flat he lives in with Eric has a guest room I could crash in for the time I am here. So no need to for the hotel. After some arguing, I accepted the offer and started to take my plane tickets and confirming the interviews. Shawn never introcuded me to his boyfriend. So inviting me to stay over for two weeks with Eric would likely means this is a serious Relationship, which I was glad he found someone. As I landed and get out of the airport, I could here someone yell my name. While browsing from the source, I see my tall handsome son waving to me standing by a man in his fifties. I waved back and meet them. "Hi son", I said while hugging him tightly. "That's goot to see you. "Hi dad! Good to see you to!" he replied. "So Dad, this Eric. Eric, this is Marcus". "Hi Marcus! Good to finally meet you. Shawn has told me a lot about you" the man my age told. "Hi Eric, nice to meet you. Did he ?" I simply replied ? "Oh yes lot." he said with a genuine smile. "Shall we get going ?" he said in an affirmative tone to which Shwan prompty said, while picking up by bag "Hi Sir!". I was suspicious about their relionship. Were there really together ? I mean Eric is twice Swhan's age. And yet, there is a link between them I cannot decipher. We got a premium cab Eric has ordered and went to the city. The car stopped by a tall building not far from Central Park. We got off and they led me to the appartment which actually had a nice view on the park from the 30th floor. "Welcome Marcus!" Eric said while showing me the view. "You are good to stay as long as you are here, and if you were to move in the city, you can stay again here while you look for your own place!" "Thanks Eric, that is lovely. But what a view. I knew Shawn was earning good, but what are you doing to be able to afford such a flat ? Rent should be quite expensive." I asked in disbelief. "Well, I am a partner of an attorney firm for corporates in Manhattan. I can afford to buy such a flat. Shawn, maybe you can shoiw your Dad the rest of the appartment and where he will sleep, while I prepare dinner ?" "Sure daddy!" Shawn said blushing, before realising the ackwardness of saying this in fron of his dad... "hum... so Dad, you have seen the living and the kitchen. Follow me, I will show you your room." He led the way in a corridor and opened a door on the left, with a view on the park. "So this Eric and I's room. Yours is the next door, but we will share the batchroom which is between our rooms" as he enterd their room and proceeding to the batchroom. "You have towels there, and just help yourself for the soap. And now this is your room, with the same view as ours" he said. "Whoah, well I feel lucky to be hosted here, Son" I replied. I throw my travel bag on the bed. "So Daddy, hum ?" "Well, sorry about that but yes. He likes when I call him like this, or 'Sir'. And so do I. I mean a lot have changed now Dad, since you have been councelling me when I was 16. I am 25 now and I live a man I trust, respect and love!" "That is more than enough to me Shawn you know. Yet I am surprised that over our conversations, you never mentionned Eric. I mean, you are 25, he is what ? about my age ? you call him Daddy." "Honestly, that is why I never mentionned him before, I did not want you to think I was being groomed or anything. We have been together for a year and half now. And yes he is your age, and I am into older men." "I expect it is okay. As long as you feel ok and secure with him, as I said, that is good to me." "Thanks Dad." --------------- Eric --------------- --------- Welcoming Marcus --------- I love my boy. So when he asked me if I would be okay to welcome his Dad for a few days in my appartment, I said yes. As he hung up, I asserted "Shawn, your dad is welcome here. I am finally glad to meet him. But I do not want things to change between us while he is here." "Why would that change" he replied with a smirk... "Do you think I would stop calling you 'Daddy' in front of him ? Or that you could not let your virl grunt while you recharge me with your babies ?" "Hum... slutty boy! If you do not mind all of that, then so be it. But if things get ackward with your Dad, Don't blame me then." "I wont" he replied grabbing my crotch "It seems I stressed you a bit… You need to relax. All is gonna be fine" while getting on his knee and getting my growing cock free. "Good boy!" he sucked it good. Despite my size, being quite long with 9.5 inches and beer can girth, he manages to deepthroat me. "get undressed, I need to breed your cunt boy!" "Yes daddy" he said, raising his lusty eyes to me while putting down his pant. He gets on all fours on the sofa, facing the view to the park, while I ram my dick in him. I thrust balls deep as he gasps in surprise and pain. I just go full speed and blow inside. "Already?" Shwan complained "Stop complaining. You'll get bred tonight. We both neet to get to work." "But I will be horny all day" "Well your problem Son. Just wank off or fuck a trainee at work" getting dressed and leaving for work. The days passed until Marcus plane was Scheduled. I ordered a cab and we went them to welcome my "father in law". As Shawn spotted his dad in the crowd, he waved and at him while screaming his name. I was not expecting such a hunk. Tall, all in muscle, trimed beard. He was a desirable man his old man. We introduced each other and as I said it was time to go, my dick Twitch earing Shawn caling me "Sir". We got to my place, and I tried to be pleaseant with Marcus. As time was flying and having to get up early the next day, I proposed to prepare dinner while suggesting Shawn to show him around. Again as he called me "Daddy", my dick twitched again, while I could see the puzzled face of his father. I could hear them chatting in the guest room, while I cooking. I saw Shawn coming back alone. "Dad is having a shower. Hum that smells good". "Thanks. come over here." I ordered with a smile. I positioned Shawn in front of me while putting down our pants enough so I can fuck him. "You naughty daddy" he replied while pushing his ass back on my cock "you could not wait to be in bed" "Well no you promised me your dad being here would not change" while thrusting deeper in him. "Still the casserole so it does not stick, while put on my skewer" We go on like this until I feel by climax coming. I come close to Shawn's ear while shooting deep in him "Take my poz babies, Son!" As I observed the corridor, I notice the guest door opening "you dad is coming out, boy. You will pretend to have drop Something on the floor and suck me clean" I commanded before adding with a smile "How Marcus, I hope the shower allowed you relaxing a bit from the flight" "Oh shit, I drop Something" Shawn said while kneeling and sucking me clean while putting back both our trousers. Shawn rose to its feet and went to the sink washing his hands. "I hope the shower with view on the park was not a disturbance" I commented "Not at all. Honestly, it is king of freeing to have such a view and being able to stay nude." "I agree. That is why I love this place. Dinner is almost ready. Just take a seat and we will eat. Sorry but I have to be up early tomorrow, I need to get to Boston for a case for the day". We ate our dinner while chatting, Learning about the life of Marcus while disclosing some aspects of my Professional life and advices for the interviews to come. -------------- Shawn --------------- -------- Explaining to dad --------- I could see that Calling Eric "Daddy" was a shock to dad. While we entered his room, I explained him. As he asked he he can take a shower, I obviously said he could could. I left him alone and joined Eric in the kitchen. In a matter of seconds, I ended up stirring the dinner while being filled by his dick thrusting hard and deep. I tried not to moan too load and focus on the shower noise. As it stopped, I could feel Eric getting close and in one last thrust recharged me. At that moment, I saw dad coming out of his room while Eric ordered me to clean him. While stirring the dinner, i pretended and error and suck him clean. I could taste my ass juice mixed to his cum I love so much. I reset our trousers back up and get up. We ate our dinner cheap chatting about life but mostly work, Dad seated beside me and Eric opposite to me. Being in international finance on my hand, I let the two lawyers speaking about their work. As they chat, I tried to make Eric horny again, rubbing my feet on his crotch, which I feel awakening. Dad was the first to claim to go to bed. He and I got up and hug. Eric got up and, I could clearly notice his bonner in his pants. He hugged my dad too. There is no way he could not see or feel it himself… that would be awkward. Dad disappeared to his room. I told Eric i would clean up the day after, having taken a day off to be with dad a bit. He dragged me into the room and kiss me passionately. We got naked. He pushed me to the bed on my stomach and he started rimming me. "Oh fuck" was I could say. I notice the bathroom door was not closed. Fucked i thought to myself Dad, might hear us. As I thought this, I let out a wince as Eric just entered balls seep in me. "Well, seems your pre-loaded hole was not that opened boy" he said out loud amused, starting deep thrusts "No, please go slow" i said in a low voice. He did slow but made more powerfull thrust slamming by asscheeks with his highs and feeling his balls on my thighs. Each thrust was getting me shout in pleasure. "Your father will ear us" he said keeping the pace. I tried to keep quiet, which seems to annoy him. "I prefer when you scream boy" he said, accelerating and being more brutal. I could not contain and shout again in pleasure. "Good boy, I am gonna make you pregnant" Eric said. "Yeah... please" "You want it ? beg for it" "Please, breed me" "Louder" "PLEASE, BREED ME DADDY!!!" With that I could feel Eric exploding in me while I elreased my self on the bed sheets. As we recover from our orgasm, I just said "you are a crazy bastard" "Yeah, I know, and you are a little slut who crave for my poz seed!" We move a bit and got asleep, Eric still buried in me. I woke up in the Morning, hearing the shower. I loked at the hour and thought it was late for being Eric. I walk up to the opened bathroom, naked, and saw my father washing himself. "Ho sorry dad" I said "Ho, sorry Son, I thought you two had left for work." "No, I took my day off to be with you today. I let you finish, I will make coffee". I put a boxer on and went to the kitchen. Dad came out with a pant and a tight tshirt. "Sorry, I hope I did not woke you up". "Given the hour, that would have been necessary, any way." I said helping ourselves the coffee. "Did you spleep well ?" "After you both had finished, yes" he said with a wink "Sorry about that. We got carried away". "Men will be men, we have our needs. Though you are using not condoms anymore, right " "Oh, no Indeed.." "That is what I thought… given this nights verbal talk and your wet spot on your boxer…" I blushed…. I did not know my father could be so confronting… "But still, you know you cannot get pregnant Son, right ?" he said joking Well I felt that was the moment… "Not in th way you imagine Indeed." "Ah because there are other ways ?" "Well… yes, in the gay Community that could also mean sharing a part of our DNA with others" I could see that he was not getting it. "Some use such pregnancy metaphor while sharing their HIV in 'fertile' ass". I could see my father in disbelief… "But does that mean you are hiv positive ?" "Yes I am. Eric is also. We take of each other." "God… I am sorry, I did not know." "Do not be sorry Dad. I did not tell you so you are not worried. I am fine. More than fine actually. It have become kinda of a kink actually now" I said with a genuine smile. -- To be continued --

Years ago, but I still remember .... three words: "it's too thick". I know it's on the thick side, but never (other than that time) has it been "too thick" for a hungry hole to gobble up.

cum as lube

I enjoy choking a cocksucker. My cock curves up so I love to put him on his back on the bed with his head hanging over the edge. When I thrust deep down his throat my balls are pressed hard over his nose so he can’t breathe through his mouth cuz it’s stretched over my cock and he can’t breathe through his nose cuz my balls are pressed over it. He can breathe when I pull back ready to thrust in again. I expect him to hold his breath when I’m rammed in deep shooting my load. I like to be well sweaty so he gets to smell my nuts when they’re hard on his nose.

Dude. First of all, thank you for sharing such a good and well written story. Never have I ever identified so well with a story. I've never been a bug chaser, though I always liked bareback and stealthing. This story has change me, never have I been so caught up in a story like this. The conflicts, the struggle to accept. I was so turned on, and I think I've jerked off 10 times reading everything. Last three times, Ive imagine myself being fucked by a poz guy, not taking my PrEP, and it gets me so horny like never before. I never knew. Thanks for opening my eyes man. I finally feel I know myself better. I have a pussy and I need a poz dick inside me now. Just now, I came twice in a row fucking myself with a dildo, while imagining it to be a poz cock.

Alex was very lucky to have gone to Dr Thomas. I'm wondering if Alex's test results were poz. Maybe he was still negative and Dr Thomas could see an opportunity here to knock up a young guy that was clearly open to it happing. I'm sure after some time Alex will not regret doing anything. He will definitely move forward and I'm sure there are going to be many great times ahead for him.

One fantasy I’ve had for a few years is having another bottom mate and we’d head off for the night slutting it up at saunas and sex clubs by ourselves then meet up next morning and fisting 69 each others wet sloppy holes…..

I get approached and have to say no to guys that are into activities that do nothing for me, that I've hooked up and tried to have sex with in the past, fairly regularly. I'm open enough to ask "are we going to fuck this time?" before I say NO, but if the answer to my question is no I'm not interested in just a BJ or cuddling for hours, again.

He lost focus on your preferences and needs. The breeder sets the language and tone.

Some guys are not happy when I say no and try to talk me around. But we can't like all type of guy. Sometimes guys just show up with all the unmatched things that don't make me horny. And they're like "but I'm hot!" and that's not how it works. Nobody is just hot, but everybody is hot to someone.

Honestly the best ongoing story on here in quite a while. This type of suspense and build-up doesn't come along often, but you've made it worth the wait!

My mom caught me sucking off my cousin many times. It was the year we were 16 years old. His mom and dad were about to divorce and he came and stayed on our 350 acre farm with us for summer break. Needless to say, I spent the majority of that summer sucking his cock in every location imaginable on the farm. One day we had been swimming in the river that ran along the edge of the farm. We always swam naked and I often sucked him off on the riverbank, but that day we walked back to the house because the mosquitoes were bad. He was rock hard and horny with his cock flopping back and forth as we walked. I could hardly wait to suck it. When we got to the house we went in a side door and up the steps to my room, threw on some heavy metal and he laid back on the bed and began browsing a Hustler magazine while I sucked his cock. About 5 minutes in I either heard or sensed something and looked over to see my mom at the door watching me. She had brought laundry up and I had not heard her open the door. He still didn't know she was standing there and reached down and put his hand on the back of my head and told me not to stop because he was close to cumming, so I went back to sucking him. She stayed and watched until he feed me his cum, then she quietly closed the door. I told him later that she had seen and watched. After that we didn't try to hide it. We didn't make it a point to do it in front of her, but if we were watching TV or hanging out on the porch and she was somewhere else in the house, I would start sucking him and if she showed up, I just kept going. She only mentioned it once and said she had never seen him doing it and asked if he did it to me too and I told her he didn't it was always just me doing it to him. The pic is me sucking his cock when we were in our late 30s. I remained his personal cocksucker until he got covid and passed away in 2020 (36 years).

As he calmed down he still grinded in my cunt. Hitting my prostate it felt good but there was still discomfort with his ring rubbing my insides. He finally pulled out. His huge cock was covered in cum, ass juice and there was blood on his tip and the piercing. I turned around and grabbed his cock and cleaned him off. He was surprised and held back a bit as I leaned over and engulfed his cock in my mouth. He started to moan. "Ohhh Dan. You are such a good slut aren't you. I knew you were an exploring young man but I didn't know you were so deprived already" he said mow pushing his cock in my mouth. After licking and sucking him clean he slipped from my mouth. "What is that thing" I said looking at the piercing. "It's a Prince Alber piercing. How did it feel", he said "It felt intense in me. It hurt.." I said "Yeah it does that. It take it, it felt good too. I could feel your cunt squeeze it" he said "Yes after a while it was driving me crazy. It hit so many spots and I could feel it rip into my ass" I said looking down in shame "Yes your pussy liked it. I felt you cum. Your cunt was so hungry" he said stroking his cock He then sat down next to me on the lounge chair and kissed me. I kissed back. "I was surprised you let me cum in you. I am sorry I should have told you earlier I was POZ. I just got caught up in the moment" he said sincerely "Its ok. I got caught up too. I think we just had an attraction. " I replied "Yes we did. You saw me looking at you and your tight body in those sexy short shorts." he said "And you saw me stare at your huge mean in those tight thin cycling shorts. You look great in them" I replied grabbing his huge cock in my hand teasing it. "Hmmm yeah I could see your mouth water and the day I saw what I knew was cum leaking from your pussy, I knew I would have you one day. I just didn't think it was that soon" he said with his finger probing my ass. I pushed back on his finger and my legs opened up automatically. I let out a soft moan. "Hmmm yeah look at your pussy it needs cock doesn't it." he said fingering me with now two fingers and I moaned and spread my legs even more. He pulled out his fingers and showed me and I leaned over and cleaned his fingers. "Yeah your hungry aren't you. I was surprised you let me cum in you. I am POZ" he said "I know but I was just so on the edge I needed you to cum in me" I said with a desperate look. "Even POZ cum. You could get sick" he said "I know...." I said stopping "What you can tell me" he said his fingers were still in me now working my prostate my cock was hard and leaking again "I am on PEP" I said looking down ashamed "Ok that's fine. Why did you not want to tell me that" the Professor asked "I was afraid you weren't going to like me anymore" I said "Why would you think that" he asked "I don't know. Cause I am afraid of getting HIV and you might get turned off by that" I said "Of course I wouldn't. I find you very handsome and sexy. I would fuck you any day of the week" he said smiling "I understand that you don't want to get HIV that is your choice" he said "You look a little conflicted though" he said "What do you mean" I asked "You look like you are still thinking about it. True?" he said "Yes I am still a bit confused" I said "Yes I believe you are. When I was fucking you and deep in you and I told you I had HIV and I felt your pussy squeeze my cock. You milked me" he said I paused and looked down. "its ok to be confused. I know it can be a lot to take in. It feels so good and your body wants cum, even POZ cum" he said "Look at your cock" he said I looked down and it was hard and leaking. He even had removed his fingers. Just the thought was making me hard. "Its okay" he said "Can we just enjoy tonight" I asked "Of course" he said. He grabbed my hand and took me into his house. We sat on this couch and gay porn was already on. He pulled me over and started to kiss me. After our kiss, I dropped to my knees and took him in my mouth trying not to crack any of my teeth on his piercing. He became rock hard in my mouth quickly. He pulled me up and pushed me back on the couch. He lifted my legs and dived into my ass eating it. "OHHHH fuck" I moaned loudly He ate me out for what seemed hours but was probably only 5 minutes. He also fingered my with two fingers and then with his long tongue was driving me crazy. I pushed back my ass into his mouth and he just ate me. It felt so good. He pulled up and put his cock at me entrance and my legs on his shoulders. I noticed a small bio hazard tattoo on his waist. "You want my cock boy? You want my cum in you? He asked staring at me. "Yes please fuck me please. Cum in me" I begged "You sure, my POZ cum is potent. I have a high viral load. Higher than most. The PEP might not work" he said I paused and he could see the fear in my face and eyes. He pulled his cock away from my ass. "Maybe we shouldn't continue" he said putting my legs off his shoulder I couldn't say anything. I was stunned and confused. "You think I could catch HIV even with being on PEP?" I asked "I am not a doctor. I think it's like one in a thousand chance. But you never know." he said "You have to take the responsibility if you still want to play." he said "While I want to fuck you again and your pussy is so hot, I do not want to force you to do anything or do something in the heat of the moment" he said sitting on the couch but not touching me. I sat there with my legs still sprawled open. I could feel cum leaking from my ass. I wiped it and licked it. He smiled back at me. "I do but I am a little scared. I think you put things into perspective." I said "But I did enjoy so much when you fucked me" I said "And" he said "And what" I replied "You are missing something" he said "And when you came in me" I said "Yes when I came in you I could feel your cunt milking me. Your pussy wanted all the cum out of my cock" he said I could see his cock getting hard and so was mine. "But I think we should pause for now" he said standing up "I don't want you regretting something you did here with me" he said I felt rejected. "Don't be sad. I don't think this the last time we will have fun together. I think you just need time to think things through" he said "Are you sure" I said "Yes and don't feel like I am kicking you out. I just don't think we should fuck" he said "We can do other things" he said He want down on my cock and swallowed me. It felt so good as he sucked me and his tongue teased my cock. Then his fingers entered my ass and he worked my hole. I started to see stars as he worked over my prostate. I turned towards him and took his cock in my mouth and started to suck him. We 69 each other until I finally shot in his mouth and then he in mine. He pulled away and planted his mouth on mine and mixed the cum in our mouths together in a wild kiss. My mouth took it all in and our tongues danced. We pulled apart and held each other. I noticed his cock hard again. "You better get going before I fuck you" he said laughing. After we chatted I left. What a night.

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.

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.

------------ Marcus ------------ -- Getting to discover my Son -- As we left the dinner table, I went to my room. I went to the batchroom, brushed my teeth and went back to the guesst room. A sI closed the door, I drop my clothes ion my bag and get Under the sheets. Then I hear noises in the main bedroom. Well I told to myself, they are noisy at it. I could hear Shawn moan. Hearing Eric, a man my age, fucking my Son seems to excite me. Welll this is surely combine to the fact I have fuck a real pussy in months now… I started stroking my hardon, while hearing them fuck. And god knows how verbal they were. Until I hear my son begging to get pregnant, begging to be bred. This through me over the edge and I shot my wad on my chest. Tired from the day and flight, I could not even think about the fact I had jerked off hearing and thinking about my son being bred. I woke up my dick hard and leaking. Day light is already there, but I am still in hte night fog of last dream. Few bit I collected frightens me… I was Fucking Shawn while Eric was doing me… And yet, I was hard and wet… My lust took control and my hand went down to stroke frenetically until I came again all over me. With the post nut Clarity, I was ashamed… I heard no noise from the bathroom. I opened the door, and as the opposite was open I concluded that there was no one in the flat. I sliped into the shower to remove my fresh an dried cum and reflect. As I poored water, I hear my Son apologizing entering the room. I did not see him. As he told me he was going to prepare breakfast. I finished rincing my body, hoping that would also rince my nasty thoughts… As I joined Shawn in the living where two cofee cups were poured, I decided I will ask him about his sex life, especially as I noticed the wet spot on his boxer on his ass As he asked how I slept, in a way, he facilitated the disucssion. I pointed out they were Noisy, leaving apart my excitement. Feeling bold, I joked about his pregnancy. While developping the subject, he admits that he is hix positive, or 'poz' as he said, and so is Eric. I feel even more ashamed, and yet he seems more than ok. "You look frightened, Dad, but do not be. I am alright. More than that actually. I am feeling free". "Free ? but what about your health ?" "Let me worry about this. This is my life now. I am tested regularly. For now, it is good and if I need to be on meds I will be." "Wait! You are no having any drug?" "No. I enjoy the moment this way. Plus it hads some thrills. Some guys actually want it. So they get it." "Wowow, easy Son. First you are telling me you sleeping with other guys than Eric, and that you are breeding htem despite you status?" "To your last question, yes. They even beg for it. You heard me beg for Eric' yesterday, did you not ?. As per fooling around, well yes. Solo or with Eric. We have our fun." I was speechless… It seemed reckless to me… and yet, it seems to arouse me… which troubled me even more… "Sorry Shawn, but this is beyond my league…" "Well, this also occurs between straight… I mean the non-monogamous Relationship and the pozzing fucks" I look at him amused… So confident… he changed… for the better I hope. I suggested we get a run in the park. He accepted. We got ready and we ran along the park streets. As we were about the opposite side, I had to pee. He showed me the way to the nearest toilets, not the cleanest though. I walk to the stall, got my dick out and let the flow. Shawn positioned next to me and looked at me. "Sorry, also had to pee" he said with a smile. He looked at my cock. "Well, likely the first time I see i think. I think I owe you my pack" "You prick… You eyed your old-man now ?? Well you are well endowed as well…" I replied mi-embarassed, mi-amused. I pack my cock back in my short. "I wait for you outside." As I walk out, I see a stud coming with a noticeable bulge in a short - why do I notice this… Shawn should have finished by now, and yet the new joiner came before him five minutes after he came in. Only then I see Shawn coming out. "Well you took your time Son!" "I take every Opportunity to take my time, Dad" he replied, nodding to the guy who just exited. "Wait… you had sex with him right here, right now" "Hmhm…" "But he is a complete stranger" "Yeah... more fun that way then" he said as he resumed his run I catch him up and could not help but asking "and did he also fuck and cum in you ?" "Of course" "Fuck.. you actually became a slut Son" was the first thing that came out of my mouth. Before I could say sorry, he fiercly replied "and a proud one!" ------------ Shawn ------------- ---- Exposing myself to Dad ---- As I were running in the park, Dad told me he needed to pee. I led him to pulic toilet, which is also known to be as a cruising spot. He got to the stall, and I was aroused by the discussion we had. I was next to him empty my bladder. I eye over the fence and see his cock, and he noticed it. As I suggest I know why I am well endowed my self, he finished and wait for me outside. At tha moment a stud in his fourties entered and took his place. I glanced obviously at his pack and my mouth was wattering see a big fat cock with low hanging balls. "Like what you see boy ? wanna see it closer? " he asked while turning to me. I nodded and dropped to my knee. I just swallowed his head and tart sucking his stiffening shaft. "Fuck, you are good at it, man!" I went shortly and as he was full erect, his dick was around 8.5 inches by 5 girth. I stood up, turned my back ot him and bent over. "Breed me, daddy!" "Oh I will!" Without further preparation, he put his mushroom head on my crack and pushed opening me. He inserted until I could feel his balls again my ass in one slow but steady thrust. "Fuck, you have a nice cunt. I will not last long. I haven't fuck in days…" As he said, he rock his hip back and forth making me moaning on his assault. True to his words, two minutes after, I could feel his cockhead expanding deep in me. In one last thrust he started shooting "Fuck man, take my strain!!". He withdrew and left without saying another word. I put my short back on and went outside, seeing dad waiting for me. "Well you took your time Son!" "I take every Opportunity to take my time, Dad" I replied with a lusty smile. "Wait… you had sex with him right here, right now" I nodded. "But he is a complete stranger" "Yeah... more fun that way then" I said as I resumed the run. I saw this conversation was not over. He further asked "and did he also fuck and cum in you ?" "Of course" I added. I heard him saying bluntly "Fuck.. you actually became a slut Son" . On the defensive I just replied "and a proud one!" and went on my run. As he came back at my level, I could see some remorse. "Sorry Son, that is not what I wanted to say…" "Well, yes Dad, that is waht you wanted to say, and you said it. But it is not an issue. I am a slut craving for cum. That is a fact. A very clean Professional the day, and a cumpig the night - and also on my days off to be honest" I admitted. Well given what he called me, just let chock me at maximum… I could see he was a bit disapointted, to himself or in me or both I do not know… but we did not chat until we came back up to the flat. "Again sorry Son for what I said. I am just worried for you. That is what parents do." he said. "No harm done Dad! Well hearing it from you hurt me a bit honestly, but in the end you spoke the Truth, even if you did not know it." I said while pourring water for both of us. I gave him a glass of water. "You can hist the shower first". "Okay. Gonna take it now then." he drank his glass and went showering. As i eared through the opened doors the water pouring, I heard the entrance door opening and saw Eric back in. "Hi Babe, back early my client cancelled on last minute while I was boarding tte plane… So just came back to have some time the two of you". He said. "Your dad is not here ?" "Hi Daddy! well good to have you for my day off then!" I said with lusty smile. I removed my short revealing my bare ass and stiffening cock. "Dad is showing, as we back from our run. I have some time to relieve you from this useless trip to the airport" I said as I approach, unzipped his fly. I turned by my back to him, bent over and guided his cock to my hole. "You are wet there son! Did you had some fun while running with your dad?" "Yes I did. In a toilet stale, I was bred by a passing by Runner." "You are such a slut" I turned a bit to kiss him and just pushed back on his now full hard cock. As he started to fuck me hard, I saw his gaze to to the corridor. I turn by back to him and saw my dad. Still in his running short, bare chest and jaw dropped starring at us. -------------- Eric -------------- ------- Teasing Marcus -------- I was annoyed, I was waiting in the line to board my plane, I got noticed by my client that he needed to postpone our meeting. As I had the full day planned for him, I callled my assistant and told her I would beneift to take my day off. On the way to the taxis, It stopped by the restrooms. I went to an urinal, and started peeing. A twink, not much older than Shawn, came by next to me. As he unpack and let his Stream go, I could see him glance my cock. I make some movement stroking it. As it stiffens, I could see him glancing more. "Like what you see son ?" "Huh, sorry, Sir. "Oh dont be shy. If like what you see, there is no shame on that." I said, turning a bit to him to offer a better a view, as my cock was semi erected and already a decent size. "Fuck, I have never seen a prick that big." he said "It is not at his biggest now. You can touch it if you want." I could see he was hesitating. "Come with me" I said taking his hand without packing and leading him to closing stall. I made him sit, my dick now pointing at his face. "You can touch it now!" I said, not as a permission but more as an rder. He took his right hand and put it. I felt his heat. I made som movements with my hips so his hand stroke my shaft which was now full mast. "Have you ever taste a penis before ?". He shook his head. I push my hips further so my cockhead rested on his lips. I made slight movements, my cock starting oozing precums, until he decided open his mouth. I push a little. "Good, Watch your teeth and twirl you tongue on it" i ordered. I went pushing a bt further with my hips. I could see he was concentrating to not use his teeth, but yet excited as touching himself with his left hand. I decided to take this to the ext level. "Stand up, Son. Show me your prick". He stood and put his pant down his anckle. I kneeled and sucked him. I could hear him moaning. Surely he never had such a blowjob before. As I understood he was close to cum, I stopped and make him turn over and bent over. I put my face between his chick. Not the freshest ass, but tight as hell. As I inserted my tongu down there, I could here moan. I alternated between tongue and fingers to lube him. I could hear him wince a bit becasue of my three fingers ramming into him. I stoop up, and I positioned my leaking dick on his hole. I just rocked my hips around his loosened hole so my precum lube a bit more the next stage. "Wait, Sir. I have never done this before." "Oh... well there is first time for every thing, son. Let me give you a ride. That might hurt a bit first though". I said while starting pushing my cock on him. He was tight and despite the preparation, I keep pushing. "Relax son. Push out on me." I said while putting hand on his mouth - to cancel his moans to visitors i whispered him. Doing as told and with me pushing I could feel his ass leting me in. I heard him whincing through my hand. "Shh that is alight. The hardest is through." I said, pushin slowly the rest of my shaft until I was ball's deep. I waited a few moment for he to accoutumate the intrusion. As I felt him pushing back a little on me, I started to thrust in and back slowly. I feld his hand on my cock… "Fuck, should you not wear a condom ?". "Well it is a bit late for this, son I am all in and leaking in you." I replied taking his hand off and accelerating my movements. I could feel him pushing back on me and moaning… "I am about to breed you son. Do you like the feeling of my dick in your ass" "Hum yes Sir, please keep hitting that spot" he said as I went frenetical. "Fuck, son, take my seed!" I said while unleashing jet after jet within his guts. I felt him contracting his ass on my cock and saw him paintain the stale tiles. I withdrew from him and pack by my prick in my pants. He did the same, with a sort of post-nut shame on his face. "Hoe you enjoyed my gift to you!" I said leaving him alone in the restroom. I took my cab and went back home. As I entered the flat I could see Shawn looking out the window at the park, in his running wears. "Hi Babe, back early my client cancelled on last minute while I was boarding tte plane… So just came back to have some time the two of you". I said. "Your dad is not here ?" "Hi Daddy! well good to have you for my day off then!" He said with lusty smile, getting naked and excited. "Dad is showing, as we back from our run. I have some time to relieve you from this useless trip to the airport". With no other words, he unzipped my fly, turned his back to me and put my cock not yet hard on his hole. I could feel the moisture there… That Fucking little slut also had some fun. "You are wet there son! Did you had some fun while running with your dad?" "Yes I did. In a toilet stale, I was bred by a passing by Runner." "You are such a slut" I added. He turned his head to kiss me while pushing his ass back on my now hard cock. I put my hand on Shawn's hips and slammed in him good. I raised my eyes to the corridor and I saw Marcus standing there, with nothing on but his running short. Shawn stopped kissing me and look in the same direction. I did not let him time to react and just fuck him good in front of his dad. Marcus was just standing there his mouth opened in shock apparently. But not only… I could see his short tenting. "You like that Son ?!?" I asked Shawn slapping his bare ass "Oh yes!" "Yes, who?" I replied with a msirk slapping his ass again "Yes, Daddy" Shawn was completly lost in his lust. Marcus shown was now wet where his cockhead seemed to be. "Fuck Son, I will breed you goog. Would you like that ?" "oh yes Daddy" "Yeah ? Would you like your father seeing you bred like a slut?" "Yes daddy… I am a slut" I just lock my self as deep as I could get and let my climax go "Fuck, take my poz babies deep, Son". Shawn came hard with jet splashing the floor. Marcus who had not moved for a bit during our act went back to his room. I told to myself that his Dad stay might might have some more promises to it.

Part 56 I got my friend up and my arm around him and herded him out the door of Hank's place and over to mine. He was dragging from exhaustion but holding up reasonably well. At least somewhat ok considering what he had been doing for the first time in his life. I could not believe this formerly completely 'striaight' friend had just been bred multiple times by very toxic poz men. I also knew how addictive it could become, wanting more and more of those loads. I had been there and still was? The dilemma continued. I knew we were in for a long talk about this past night for sure. I knew we had to decide what was in his mind now and what was coming next and omg, all kinds of things we both needed to know for sure. It was going to be one hell of a talk, I was sure of that. When we entered my place, my phone was ringing off the hook. I got my friend settled on the couch and grabbed my phone. One look told me the bad news, it was his wife. What the hell was I going to say to her? I answered and immediately she was almost screaming about where in the hell was he. I finally got a word in edgewise and told her that he was right here and ok. I told her we both had had way the hell too much to drink last night and both were sicker than hell. She calmed down a little, not much, but a little. I told her I was trying to get him completely sobered up and to quit heaving and then would make sure he got home ok. She was still pissed off but finally agreed it might be better if I got him cleaned up and ready before coming home. We talked a bit more and she finally got to the point of being more upset about him being sick than not coming home. She did say they would still have a talk about him drinking way too much though. I laughed and try to lighten the mood by telling her it happens to most at some time or other. She told me she hoped he could get home soon as the morning was now about over. I hung up and looked at my friend and could tell he was just now realizing some of what he had done. The talk we needed was now about ready to start. What to say was the next hard part as I knew what I had done, but I had not been married and still had no idea what the hell to say to him. My God, he had several loads of toxic cum up his ass and I doubted if he even had any real idea of what he had done. I also knew that neither of us had any real idea of what to do now either. For one thing, I knew I was still conflicted but had loved every single minute of what I had done, and now to complicate my feelings, Hank was basically telling me he was in love with me and wanting me to definitely embrace being gay only and be his and him mine. What could I possibly say to my friend though? He got his first load because he had been too drunk to even know what had happened to him, but the others, he absolutely knew he was getting them, but I doubted if he knew the real consequences of what he had done then. It was going to play with his mind for sure and no way around that. I got him comfortable on the couch, although still naked, and went to make some coffee as I just knew he would want some. As it was brewing I went back into the living room to check on him and get started on our talk. I found him sitting there staring down at his lap, with his legs spread and a hand between his legs and it looked like he was feeling his ass. As I approached him he looked up with a completely shocked look on his face. He held out his hand and his palm was filled with very pink tinged cum. His look was one of questioning, not comprehending what he had done. I told him it looked like he definitely had a full ass of cum if that much was leaking out. He almost jumped at that pronouncement as it was kind of starting to sink in what he had been doing. I asked him if he had any questions and I would try to answer them as best I could. He finally spoke asking what the hell have I done, what the hell was I thinking, and just how the hell did that happen. I told him I had better start at the beginning again and tell him what had gone down. I began where he had been sick outside last night. I told him he had about heaved his guts out and I had gone inside to see about clean up or something. Then I had come back outside to find him bent over the table with his pants at his ankles and a fresh load of poz cum dripping out of his used hole from the huge cock of a stripper named Randy. I had then got him back inside, fixed him another drink and Hank had come over to try and help, but had kind of taken over him and had fucked another load of poz cum in his hole. Then Hank had helped him up and over to his place, where he had taken, probably at least three more poz cum loads before I got him back over here to get back into his real mind and talk about what had happened. He just stared the whole time I was talking. Then he finally asked what I meant by poz cum. Damn, he really didn't have any idea at all. How to say it was going to be hard. I decided to just say it and told him POZ meant that each and every load of cum he had taken was from guys with very high viral loads of HIV. His mouth dropped to his chest when that sunk in. His eyes got bigger and then he really looked like he was going to freak out on me. I quickly told him that he didn't have to worry too much yet as there was a drug called PEP that would take care of him and prevent it, but he had to get to a doctor soon and get started on it. He was almost in tears now. Then he told me, he had to have been crazy and I was too and why hadn't I stopped him and them. He was in a rant now, and then dropped the bomb on me that he was most upset that he had enjoyed it all so much and he had cum himself at least twice. What was wrong with me he wanted to know. I told him there was nothing wrong with him and that somehow I had done the same thing and had loved every minute of it too. He really stared at me then. He went on asking me why we had done such a thing and why did those others seem to enjoy injecting their virus into us. I told him I was pretty conflicted myself about what I had done and was still trying to figure it out. He would have to make his own decision now though as I could only talk about what we had done and try to answer his questions, but he would have to make his own decisions about what he was going to do now. He almost screamed that there was no decision to be made, that he had to get to a doctor quick. He could chance giving this to his wife if he got HIV. Why did I think there was a choice? I told him I was still trying to decide what to do myself, but that I wasn't married like he was so my decision had to be only about what I wanted. I also told him that the sex I had had was way hotter than any I had had before, so it was a very hard decision. I told him, you said it yourself, you had enjoyed it a lot and even cum from being fucked, so you know why my decision is so hard. I got up then to let him think a little and went and got us each a cup of coffee. When I got back, he asked if I was really thinking about becoming gay. I told him I was not sure yet, but was leaning that way somewhat. I then told him that Hank had basically proposed to me while he was being fucked on Hank's couch. I was startled at the question and had no idea yet what to say or do. This is going to be tough to decide, OMG, what a decision.

Part 55 I stood there in the doorway watching what was going on to my friend. My 'used to be' straight married friend, being fucked hard now by guys I knew were poz and unmedicated. He already had Randy and Hank's loads in him and now was about to receive at least 4 more. Should I try to stop them or let it go. My own conflicts about it were now doubled by this. Then Hank came over to me and put his arm around me and pulled me in to a hot kiss. The kiss was searing almost and as he pulled back finally he was whispering to me about how he had missed me this past week. He went on telling me how, for the first time in his life, he had surprising feelings the likes of which he had never had before about another guy. He had really hoped that I had completely changed and come over to being gay only and wanted me in a way he really had no way to express. He wanted to be with me always, he wanted to still continue to pass on his poz cum, but wanted to share his life with me the rest of the time. I stood there in complete shock at this revelation. I had been completely straight until falling under Hank's spell and letting him have gay sex with me, gay hot HIV poz sex with me. I was still in a huge amount of conflict about this and now Hank was telling me how much his feelings were for me. I stared deeply into his eyes, trying to figure this out. My emotions were totally out of control and I had no idea what to say or what to do. This was way beyond anything I had any experience with. What the hell should I do or say? I was in complete shock at the moment and was also aware of the moans of passion coming from across the room from my friend being fucked hard and the whole scene was almost unreal. What was I to do? Hank whispered that he knew I was conflicted and to take my time to think about it, but he was very sincere in wanting me forever. Did I want this? What exactly were my feelings? I still had no idea and I was really lost. We turned towards my friend being fucked and stood there with Hank's arm around me watching my friend take load after load of poz cum. I was wondering what he would do about his wife? I had no doubt about the fact he had no real clue as to what he was doing and was only lost in the lust he was enjoying at the moment. We stood and watched until the last of those four loads were planted deep inside of him. All I could think of was that I knew how good it felt to be impaled by several cocks, one after another and filled full of cum, hot toxic POZ cum. My own cock was definitely standing straight and hard. I knew that soon I would have to have one hell of a talk with my friend. Just as the last of the men was finishing up, I became aware of another presence behind me and could feel a hard cock against the crack of my ass. From the size of it I had no doubt it was Randy. His cock was throbbing and damp and I knew he must have precum dripping down it onto my ass. It was hard to think or even concentrate as he was rubbing it up and down my crack driving me almost crazy with lust. My few coherent thoughts were only about what the hell had I become anyway? I still thought about pussy but only vaguely now as something that was nice but this hunger I now had for cock was way beyond that. My friend was still laying on the couch with his legs spread wide, one on the floor and the other on the back of the couch. I could see a huge amount of cum in his, at the moment still gaping, hole with a lot dribbling out and running down the crack of his ass. What sight to see and I was loving the vision, but was worried how my buddy would react once the euphoria of the sex finally stopped. I knew that for me it was never enough, but he was married and I could only hope he did not freak out too much. I needed to get him and myself out of there to my place before he came around to what he had done. I was sure I could talk to him better away from here a little more calmly. I knew only too well what being here could do to a mind. My damn ass was twitching and tingling now from Randy still rubbing his gigantic cock against me and Hank's arm still around me as we all stared at the pulsing cum filled hole in front of us. I broke the contact with Randy and Hank and walked over to the couch to get my friend up and around and over to my place to talk.

Part 54 After watching my friend get his ass filled with Hank's cock and toxic cum, I realized my own cock was hard as a rock and almost hurting from the tension. Hank continued to grind his cock deep in his own load in that hole making sure it was in deep and not coming out. My friend, after a couple of minutes, was finally really realizing what had just happened. He was, I could tell, at a complete loss as to what he had allowed to happen and was now starting to feel the fear of what may happen now. His face was a picture of complete shock and there is no way this 'straight' guy had any idea as to what to do or how to feel knowing that not only had he been fucked by two guys, but that both had HIV and he had allowed the second one and had even cum when it happened. Hank finally quit moving and just laid on my friend and then kissed his open mouth. At first there is no response but then as Hank's tongue is insistent and I know that Hank is probably already getting hard again inside him, he starts to return the kiss not even realizing it yet. I am sure he has no idea that soon he will get another pounding and filling from Hank. I sit there completely mesmerized by the sight. My own cock is aching now and my ass is tingling badly with wanting to be filled and used also. Randy has not said a word nor moved this whole time. I glance his way and his huge cock is standing magnificently tall and hard. I drag my eyes from watching Hank and drop off of the couch to my knees and lean over Randy's cock and start to suck on it hungrily. I am in a full on need of cock now like I had hoped I would not be again. I swallowed as much of that monster cock as I could, choking as it entered my throat. I faced fucked my own mouth hard up and down on it. I wanted that cock, needed that cock. I rose off of it and took a quick glance at Hank as he was starting to stroke in and out again and practically jumped on Randy's mammoth cock, ramming the entire length into my waiting hole. I gasped at the pain I had caused myself from taking it all in one thrust like that. OMG It was fantastic as it was painful. I drove up and down as hard and fast as I could. I was so turned on at this point I would have taken any cock no matter the size, I just needed to be fucked good. I could hear my friend groaning again behind me and knew he could probably hear my moans also. We were both being filled as full as we could be. Both of us now in ecstasy as we were fucked hard and deep. It went on and on for what seemed like hours, but actually was probably about a half hour and then Hank and Randy both growled as they released their charged up toxic loads in our asses. My own cock erupted a huge amount. Then I collapsed on Randy totally satiated and worn out from that ride. I turned my head and could see my friend had his arms and legs wrapped around Hank and both were seemingly as exhausted as Randy and I were. Nobody was moving except for a few twitches from the afterglow of hot hot sex. After a few minutes I heard some movement and looking over at them, I saw Hank, with his cock still buried deep inside my friend, getting up and lifting my friend up without pulling his cock out. He lifted him up and my friend's legs were wrapped around Hank and his arms were around his neck. No words were spoken as Hank carried him through the doorway and on outside. I got up and followed to see what was going on and got outside in time to see Hank carry him into his place. I stopped long enough to shake my head to clear my thoughts a little and then followed on again. I entered Hank's place and as I got to his living room I found that there were about 4 other guys there. All 4, I had seen before and they all had biohazard tats. Hank had placed my friend on the couch and there was already one of the other guys there penetrating my friend's hole with his toxic cock and another of the guys had his cock in the waiting mouth also. I knew what was going to happen now, they were all going to fuck him and fill him full of more toxic poz cum. I had no idea what to do or if I should do anything at all. I was faced with another conflict out of the blue, as it were.

Part 53 Several minutes went by then with my friend just sitting there staring at the floor. I could tell he was completely stunned and not able to make any kind of coherent thought or sound even, His eyes closed then and I almost thought that maybe the shock was too much for him and he had had a heart attack or something. I looked closer and could see he seemed to be breathing though, although it seemed to be somewhat labored. There came a tapping at my back door then, so I got up to go see who that could be. I entered the kitchen and could see through the screen door that is was Hank. I motioned for him to come on in. He told me he was wondering what had become of Randy, so I filled him in on what had happened and what was not going on. We quietly walked to the living room and looked in. Randy was still sitting on the couch and my friend was in the same position I had left him in when I went to let Hank in. He was still sitting with his eyes closed and not moving. I was really starting to worry about him now. Hank tapped me on the shoulder and told me he would be right back. He then went out the back door. I entered the living room then and sat down by Randy, who also had kind of a worried look on his face. Hank was only gone a very few minutes and then came back in. He had a glass in his hand and tapped my friend on the shoulder and told him to try this as it might help. My friend finally looked up and saw Hank for the first time. Hank was smiling and held out the glass. My friend took it after a moment and took a sip. He made a terrible face and coughed a little. Hank told him to just sip it slowly. He was still smiling and his voice was very soft and comforting sounding. My friend took his advice and just sipped slowly on the drink. It seemed to calm him a little and soon he had finished the drink. Hank asked him if he wanted another and my friend nodded yes. Hank then went into the kitchen and I followed to see that he had brought more with him. It was cold cans of Coke and a bottle of Rum. I well knew the calming effect that could have on someone. Hank mixed another one and took it to my friend, who didn't sip this one, but gulped it down fast, too fast I thought, but at least he seemed to be coming around more. Hank had sat down on the arm of the chair and was rubbing his back and soothingly telling him that everything would be fine and not to worry. My friend looked up, still somewhat wide-eyed at what had happened, to see who was there now. Hank introduced himself also telling him that he owned the building. My friend just kind of nodded barely really acknowledging knowing what was going on. Hank continued to rub his back soothingly. My friend seemed to be calming down as Hank rubbed his back and whispered soothing words in his ear. Soon, I could tell that Hank was now massaging more than just a rub. He had also, with the whispering, gently kind of nipped a little at the ear lobe every so often. Then it turned into actually kind of nibbling and kissing his ear which then slowly went down from his ear to his neck. My friend didn't even seem to realize what was going on. Hank nibbling and massaging and kissing went lower and lower as he moved to my friend's bare chest and then he took a nipple into his mouth and sucked it in nibbling as he did it. My friend finally gasped at this but I had sat down and could see that his cock had definitely come to attention and was protruding his shorts out for sure. Hank then moved upwards, kissing and nibbling all the while, up across his chest to his neck and then over his chin. Hank then planted a kiss on my buddy, who at first kind of flinched, but then I could tell his mouth opened up and I am sure Hank's tongue was entering him in a deep passionate kiss. My friend was moaning softly now as the effect of the alcohol and Hank's ministrations had him almost hypnotized. Their kisses went on and on for a good 5 minutes. Then Hank slowly and gently brought his other hand and was caressing my friend's cock through his shorts. This brought a gasp from my friend as his cock twitched under Hank's gentle rubbing. Very soon Hank hand reached into the shorts and was stroking my friend's cock. They were both breathing hard now. Then Hank withdrew his hand and took my friend's hand and placed it on his bare cock. My friend just gripped it to start with but then Hank slowly took ahold of his hand and guided it up and down his shaft. My friend then was doing it on his own as Hank pushed his hand inside my friend's shorts again. They stroked each other's cocks for a while. Then Hank pulled on the shorts and without thinking my friend lifted up and Hank pulled them down to his knees. Hank broke off the kissing and looked my friend in the eyes as he then dropped down and pulled the shorts completely off. My friend seemed to be too stunned at what was going on to move. As Hank got back up, he leaned in and started to kiss my friend again as he gently pushed him over onto his back while climbing on top of him and grinding their cocks together. My friend was constantly moaning now in the throes of passion. I was sure he had no idea what was happening, but I knew exactly how Hank could manipulate the situation. I fleetingly wondered if I should intervene and try to stop Hank, but the scene was so hot I could not move or speak. I could only watch mesmerized as Hank, without breaking off the kiss, moved slightly downward and his cock slid between my friends legs. Hank reached down with both hands then and drew those legs up and around himself. This helped move Hank's cock into position against my friend's waiting hole. Then as Hank broke off the kiss and looked deeply into my friend's eyes, he thrust forward, penetrating into that tight aperture and he did not stop until he was buried to the hilt. His cock completely imbedded as deep as he could get it in that already cum lubed hole. My friend winced some from this invasion of his only once before entered hole, but Hank covered his mouth with his own to stifle any sound. Then Hank started the slow out stroke and then back in again. My friend moaned and thrashed as Hank started slowly but soon picked up speed. He took only a couple of minutes until he was pounding that hole as hard and fast as he could. My friend's head rolled side to side as he soon felt the pleasure building from this onslaught. I just sat and stared at this sight. It was damnably hot and my own cock was standing at attention as I watched my friend being pummeled as I had been. I absolutely knew the pleasure that Hank could bring with his magnificent cock and I actually felt somewhat jealous that it was not me getting fucked like that again. My friend threw his arms and legs around Hank and held him tight as he could. Hank drove his cock into him over and over again, now bringing absolute moans of pleasure from my friend. Hank thrust into him time and again, over and over. He continued for a good half and hour. Then I noticed the tell tale signs that Hank was getting close to climax and he leaned back a little and looked deeply into my friend's eyes and told him it was happening. He was telling him he was cumming deep in his hole and he had HIV and had a very high viral load. As he said it, he thrust one last mighty push and my friend's eyes got huge as he realized he was getting another load of tainted cum in his ass and at the same time his own cock pulsed out his load too.

Part 52 Randy and I were both startled by this gasp and rolled over to look towards the kitchen doorway. There stood my straight friend, with his mouth agape and staring at us wide-eyed in shock. I could tell he was having trouble wrapping his mind around what he was looking at. His mouth kept opening and closing, trying to figure out what to say and not being able to put into words what he wanted to say. Here I was under Randy with his huge cock still deep inside my ass, on my back with both legs wrapped around him. What a sight it must have been to my straight friend who had no idea what I had been up to. Randy took his time pulling his cock out of me and rolling off of me. He was in no way embarrassed it seemed. As he got off of me, my legs were still widespread and I could feel some cum slipping out of my hole and running down across my balls. It must have been quite a huge shock to see from a guy who knew nothing about this kind of thing. I am sure he didn't even realize, yet, that he had already taken a hot load earlier. He was going to be in for another shock real soon. My friend finally dropped into a chair with his mouth still trying to make coherent sounds. His eyes were bugged out and I could tell he was completely shocked and surprised by what he had just seen. Randy and I were having trouble trying not to laugh at the looks going across his face. He just sat there with his mouth opening and shutting and his face getting redder by the minute and his eyes bugged out and rapidly blinking. It was quite a sight to see and I couldn't help but wonder what he was going to look like after I told him he had already taken a load in his own ass just like I had? I also wondered about when he found out those loads were very high viral loads of hiv cum? This was going to be, I was quite sure, both comical and tragic. What would my friend do when he found out what had happened? Not much he could do except to rush his ass to the hospital to get PEP to hope it stopped his infection, that is if he could even think straight after he found out. I decided I had better get at least some shorts on and get him calmed down. I got up and grabbed my shorts and went to the kitchen to start some coffee. When I came back my friend was calmed down a little and was sitting with his head in his hands. I told him he should come to the kitchen table so we could have a cup of coffee and talk. He got up and walked like a zombie to the kitchen and collapsed in a chair. In a few minutes, the coffee was ready and I got us each a cup and then Randy walked in so I got him one also. My friend was looking at us both like he saw aliens or something. He still was not comprehending what he had seen. I then told him to get ready for a triple shock. He looked up then and his face was definitely a study in questioning. I started to tell him and stopped a few times before I could put into sensible words what I wanted to say. First off I told him the reason I had not been around as much lately is that I had become entangled in man to man sex, mainly out of curiosity to start with and then it had become almost an obsession. I told him about my new neighbor and owner of the property and the one who had first done me. I then went on to tell him about several others I had had sex with including Randy who I finally introduced him to, also explaining that Randy was also an exotic male dancer. After all this, my friend's eyes were kind of bugging out again. I told him about him getting way too drunk to drive home and that he had somehow staggered outside in my backyard where he had dropped his shorts and took a piss. I told him I had tried to get him back into the apartment, but that he had been too out of it to make it and too heavy for me to carry so I had left him out there hoping he would sober up a little bit and then I could get him inside. I then told him that while I was inside waiting on him, he had apparently got up from the ground, dropped his shorts, maybe to take another piss of something, and had passed out bent over the picnic table out there with his shorts still at his ankles. He still had not said a word yet. I then told him that I came back outside in a bit to check on him and, this part was kind of hard to tell him, found Randy with his big cock rammed up his ass. His eyes got even wider at that. I told him I had told Randy he was married and was straight and not into man to man and he shouldn't have done that. Rand broke in to say he was so sorry about that, but that with him bent over like he was and his pants down he had thought he was just one of the usual guys that were around here. I went on to say that by the time I got there, Randy had already just cum up his ass. Since it was too late to stop, we had just come inside ourselves and since Randy was a fantastic stud, we had done it ourselves also and that was when he walked in on us just as we finished up. My friend finally was able to speak a bit and told us that must be why his ass was sore and seemed to be damp. Randy and I just nodded. My friend then asked what the third thing was since I had said it would be a triple shock. I definitely had trouble putting into words this next part to him. I finally got it out though as I told him that Randy had HIV and was not taking any meds, so his viral level was quite high and the load he had shot up my friends ass was probably a huge load since he always came a lot. My friend almost passed out then. I then decided to shut up and let him digest what had happened and to wait to see what he would do.

I’m a horrible uncle. My nephew had gotten into a college near where I lived and called asking to live with me. The house phone rang as master gave me another slam. A 12” dildo on a fuck machine was pumping in and out of my hole as I was strung up. All the loads I’d taken in the past day were flowing down the dildo out of my hole. As the sensation of the slam rolled through me I began begging my master. I don’t know what I was begging him for but I wanted more of everything. Master walked to get the phone. His 6’3 bulky frame was covered in a thick silver gray coat of body hair. His massive cock swung soft between his legs, his spiked Prince Albert and Jacob’s ladder glistening slightly red from our trip to the club last night. He came back in a minute later as I was trying the strech lower so the dildo could reach deeper in me. He put the phone up to my ear saying “Your nephews calling” with an evil smirk. As he held the phone to my ear with one hand he used the other to pick up a beaded sounding rod and begin pushing it down my semi hard t dick. “Hey jack” I got out trying my hardest not to moan as each thick bead of the rod popped into my urethra. “What’s up” “Hey uncle mark, I was just calling to check if I could stay at your place this year for school-“ I let out a gasp as master got the end of the sounding rod into me, and the continued pushing into my piss slit with his thick pinky. The rod going deep into me. “Are you ok uncle mark” jack said in response to my gasp “Yeah bud just got jammed something sorry go on” I responded breathily as master turned up the speed on the fucking machine and set the dildo to vibrate. “Oh ok well I was going to ask if it’s okay for me to stay with you this year for school to save money.” Master overheard jack say and gave a devious look. There was no command there but there was an understanding that if I allowed my nephew jack to stay master would be happy as he would make jack his. “Of course you can stay with me, I’ll call you back later for more details cause I’m about to finish something.” I said knowing I just sold my nephews future to my master. “Yeah your friend said he had you tied up with something, well thanks I’ll call you later, love you uncle mark.” “Love you too bud” I said as the phone call ended. “I love when you hand me new slaves mark.” Master said putting the phone down “ you’re such a good slave selling out your family to me, so you can cum.” He ripped his pinky from my dick hole, the sensation pushing me over the edge and sending the sounding rod shooting out, the beads popping through my slit adding to my spun out orgasm. A mixture of cum and piss shot from my cock straight onto master as he let me free from the chains and I collapsed forward, grabbing onto him and licking my fluids off of the biohazard tattoo above he cock.

"sorry but i cant you remind me too much of my little brother"

I wonder if I'd bother to even go to those places again .... How about this: invent some drrrrrrty-sounding name for a new club/organization for gay men that actually need to fukkin breed, and find a place to hold the event. Be sure to mention that NO bullshit will be acceptable; only guys who actually want to fuck/take loads are invited, and work with what actually does turn up. I would think that a local fuckjoint, or someone wanting to crank up the action at an existing one would be interested in co-sponsoring. Spell out clearly that this event is for actually having sex, not coming up with new and tiresome ways to not actually fuck.

Just this sunday night, I made something different. It's been over 20 years since I last toped a guy. I'm not really into male butts, but I love dick, so I always bottom. I was searching for a top to fuck me in the local chat app when this older bottom hits me up, and we chat for a while about how we love being cumdumps. He proceeds to casually mention an asshole tattoo and his poz status. Suddenly my dick was hard and I figured I wanted to fuck him. I went to his house, and although I was nervous he sucked me hard, and I quickly asked to fuck him. His dirty ass felt amazing gripping my cock, and the thought that I was feeling his poz ass bare made me quickly gift him a huge 4-day load deep inside his guts. It was... weird, yet exciting.

This is sort of a tie between two guys and there is good reason. My cousin (the first cock I ever sucked) helped me accept and embrace that I was a cocksucker. We would be sitting around playing Nintendo or watching TV and he would casually pull his cock out and say "Feeling hungry?". Naturally I was and him being a teen, he was horny a lot, so I became very comfortable with asking to suck his cock and being told to suck his cock. He helped me explore a lot of kinks which were uncommon for a couple of 14-17 year old guys in the 80s, all of which centered one way or another around me being a cocksucker. He quickly realized I loved cum and did not hesitate to indulge me in cum play, both in creative ways to feed me his and in training me to eat my own. The other is the guy that was my feeder for 9.5 years. He was the first to see me as a cocksucking pig and nothing else. He never called me by my name. I was always cocksucker or cumslut when I sucked his cock, or when he introduced me to his friends that I was going to suck off I was "the guy that sucks my cock". He had me suck his cock in semi-public and public places. He would ask me if I had sucked any cock since the last time I sucked his and loved to hear me tell about who and where I had sucked cock and he always encouraged me to suck as many cocks as I could. If he knew someone that liked getting sucked off he would invite them to be sucked off by me or give them my name and number. With him I realized that sucking cock and eating cum made me happier than anything else in the world.

As some others have said it depends on a number of things. Sometimes yes, sometimes no. Personally my favorite is to have the cock all the way down my throat as he shoots his load. I always feel his cum in my throat. On the other hand someone who spurts in mouth I don't realitze it until I taste his cum. Just so much variation

Thank You another great installment and it is really well done by putting in Dan's concerns and his wanting, and the Professor being real with him, so good!!

wow. Another great chapter. Reading this story confirms to me that I want to get pozzed. I'm sure Dan is going to consider stopping that pep. And the sex with poz no meds guys is going to be even more intense and awesome. Maybe Dan will spend the night with the Professor. Get 3-4 loads from him and forget the pep.

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.

Thursday 10 pm Time flies when you’re having fun. Though sometimes, and this is when you know you’re riding the right amount of drugs, when I’m high and in the moment, time seems to stop, and all I can focus on is the cock, mouth, or hole in front of me. This is what I love about chemsex, the way it focuses your entire being on men and fucking. It’s not about letting it run my life, but using it to bring my buddies and me pleasure. It’s a balance, and I love teaching my bottom boys how to manage it and not lose themselves. Don’t get me wrong, I fucking love that we all get twisted, but I want them to learn how we all watch out for each other. I must have lapped at Drew’s smooth hole for almost an hour now. Sticking my tongue in, slowly teasing it open, spitting on the hole, taking my time to lap it up, making slow circles around the outside ring. Sometimes I reach up to work on his hard cock, edging him. Meanwhile, Jack loves playing with Drew’s fresh nips, teaching them how to be even more sensitive to the touch. Drew’s cock has been leaking precum like a fountain, and it was hot watching Jack grab it from Drew’s dick and whatever was on his stomach, and bring his precum-covered hand for Drew to lap up. I notice that the front of my jeans is wet from my own leaking cock. I’m sure Jack’s in the same situation. At one point earlier, Jack turned Drew on his stomach to lie on top of him, his smooth ass arched up, giving me a great view and access. I smiled as Drew reached over and moved a part of Jack’s button-down shirt to one side so that he could suck on Jack’s big eraser-sized nips. Jack played with Drew’s hair, encouraging him on, instructing Drew how to suck. “Bite it lightly, now cover it with your lips and slobber over it, with lots of spit, and stick your tongue out and draw it around the sides of the raised nips, feel how hard they are for you. You have to vary the feeling. Watch the guy’s reaction, and you’ll know what feels good to him.” “That’s right, baby. I love it when you suck on my big nips like that–seeing you naked on top of me. Your daddy behind you, eating your ass, opening you up. Is this what you wanted? We’ve talked about this for the past month, Drew. How you wanted to be used by men, to role play, to take loads from guys, whether they’re neg or poz. How you’ve wanted to try Tina and G, whatever we wanted to give you. This turns you on, doesn’t it? “Oh my God, I’ve thought about this for so long. Cruising online, finding pnp videos that I’ve jacked off to so many times. I want it badly.” “We love making your dreams come true, Drew.” “Thank you, Uncle Jack.” “Good. Your daddy is going to fill the pipe again, and I want you to suck on it while I make you another Coke with G. This time, I’ll give you a little more. Don’t worry, I just want you even more on the edge and hornier. But we’re going to take care of you, even if you nod off a little bit. You have nothing to worry about. We’ll make sure to wake you up smiling. Okay, baby? You trust us? “Yes, sir, I do. I want you to use me.” “Atta boy, that’s what we like to hear.” I know what Jack has in mind. We haven’t done this in a while, and we need to make sure the bottom is fully on board, which Drew is. Sounds like Jack’s been working on Drew for a while now. A hot newbie chem bottom who’s willing to try it all is a fucking birthday, Christmas, and anniversary present all rolled into one. You don’t get it very often, and there’s no guarantee it’ll go well. Some are all talk, but this kid is ready and willing. I haven’t seen any hesitation on his part, which will make this whole situation even better. I want to see how far we can push his boundaries. Honestly, A+ for this kid so far. I help Drew up from the couch and make out with him, letting him know that he’s exactly how we want him to be. While we make out standing up, I can feel his cock next to my leg, rubbing against the jeans. None of us has watched the porn on the screen at all; we’re so engrossed in the moment. At this point, it’s just there to add to the general sleaziness of the situation. We all realize that it’s not about the porn. Not at this point anyway. Jack stands up, unbuttons his shirt all the way, but leaves it on. He’s so sexy like that, with just his chest and nips showing, his bulge straining in his jeans. I pull away from making out with Drew, and we both watch Jack adjust his big dick in his jeans to make himself a little more comfortable. “I’ll get us some G. Drew, I’ll get you a robe too. We love you naked, but remember everything is a balance. While we get ourselves together for this next round, just wear the robe. You don’t have to close it, just leave it open, but it’ll keep you warm. I’ll turn the fireplace on too.” Drew reaches back and feels up his hole. “It’s so wet.” “You’re starting to smell like me, Drew. You got my slobber all over your hole.” Drew brings his hand back from feeling his hole and licks it. “Tastes good! Uncle Jack, can I help you with the G? I want to know what to do.” “Absolutely, Drew. Follow me, and we’ll get you that robe, then you can watch as I prepare the G. “There will be a quiz, later, Drew. Take notes.” Drew has a big smile as I say that. I watch Drew turn to follow Jack. His pert ass and the back of his thighs shiny from my slobber, his hair tousled. These breaks are important; they help the mood as it rises and falls. It’s like gooning and edging, knowing when to ease off to give yourself time to breathe. We could have jumped right to fucking, which I’m sure Drew would have loved, but this is about training and taking our time, letting him open up and be comfortable. My buddies and I all have different roles and strengths, but what Jack and I are particularly good at is this: what we’re doing right now. Getting him to break his bonds of shame, and let his inner pig out. We’re not fucking selfish. We’re in this together, and we want to train Drew so he goes on to more adventures. I take a quick peek at my phone and see that Kevin, Henry, and Dwayne have all checked in on our Telegram group chat. I quickly type that this kid’s a keeper, that we’re having an excellent time, and that I hope they come over when they’re free. Knowing their schedules, Kevin will probably come over in the morning. Henry and Dwayne will come later tomorrow, and I wouldn’t be surprised if they have cumpany with them. We don’t bring anyone who hasn’t been vetted, but thankfully we have a stable of men who join us. It’s nice to share in the fun. I watch Drew put on the bathrobe, leaving it open, giving us a peek at his still hard cock, his torso, and legs. As Drew and Jack head to the kitchen, I put my phone away and refill the pipe. I take out two more pipes from the coffee table drawer and fill them up as well. We don’t skimp, and it’s nice to have them ready. That’s what the burly straight dad taught me one summer while camping, but that’s a story for another time. The porn on the TV is set up so that another one automatically plays when it finishes. Jack has an extensive collection of both professional and amateur porn. I take the torch and melt the Tina in all three pipes, taking hits one after another from all of them. Don’t want any rocks spilling out. My dick jumps up a little as I smoke up. Kid was taking lots of hits in the beginning, shotgunning some to Jack and me, but then we got into the foreplay and stopped. Time’s right to get us amped up again. As I hit the pipes, I see Drew and Jack in the kitchen taking some Cokes in a glass to the counter. I’m sure if they were to look my way, all they would see are big clouds floating in the living room. Jack’s showing Drew how to measure the G. I can hear Jack telling him not to take G with alcohol, it just makes you sick, and that’s no fun. Jack fills the first and second glasses and lets Drew fill his own, showing him how much G to put in. Jack gets behind Drew as he’s doing this and pulls his robe open more and plays with Jack’s nips as he measures the G. I can see Drew momentarily close his eyes, wrapped up in the pleasure. Jack eggs him on, and Drew fills up his Coke with his dose. There’s about a foot difference in height between the two, which is fucking hot. The sight of Jack behind Drew, fondling him under his robe, is perfect. I want that shot burned in my memory banks. I put the third pipe down as they come back to the living room with three glasses. Drew’s open robe sways as he walks up to me. He smiles as he hands me my glass. I nod my head up, encouraging him over, and he comes in for a kiss. He does the same to Jack and the three of us down the Cokes. I’m used to the bitter taste, but I can see Drew whinge a little. It’s probably because he has more than we do. I reach down, get a pipe and put it in Drew’s mouth. “Here, take a hit. It will help with the taste. There are three pipes there now, just grab any when you want.” Jack takes our glasses and brings them to the kitchen while Drew fires up the torch and takes a few big hits in a row from the pipe. He’s getting good at taking in the Tina and at making clouds. “Just like I showed you earlier, blow them out slowly, and let the smoke creep out. Like it’s a living thing.” He’s getting the hang of it. It’s all a part of the show, of course. The clouds coming from his mouth are mesmerizing. “Better?” “Yeah, that G tastes horrible.” “Later, I’ll get a bubble ready and fill it up with Gatorade. That adds a nice, sweet flavor. Sit and get comfy, you’ll start to feel the G shortly.” The three of us sit back down on the couch. Drew between us, robe still open. His cock is no longer steel-hard, but it’s beautifully chubby and shiny. Jack reaches for a remote by his side to turn on the fireplace. “Thank you so much, guys. I’m having a great time.” “Let’s talk before the G hits, okay? Remember, this is all about fun. Follow our orders and speak up when you want something or need to take a break. We don’t like a bossy bottom, but we do like one who knows what he wants. We’re going to help you unlock that side.” As Jack says this, Drew watches him intensely looking directly into Jack's eyes. They lean in to kiss, and I grab one of the pipes and take a hit as they make out. Jack pulls away, a line of spit dangling between them, and nods for Drew to do a shotgun. I lean in to kiss him, holding the Tina in my lungs. Our mouths lock, and feel our tongues start to dance around each other. I reach up, holding his head lightly, and slowly blow in the smoke. We continue to make out as he lets the smoke out between us. It comes out thick, between kisses and out of his nose. Big hit for sure. Drew leans his head back, gives a big sigh, and says, “fuck, that’s good!” Jack draws open Drew’s robe some more and starts tweaking one of his nips. I spit in my hand and play with his cock, slowly. I feel it get even more chubby as I move my hand up and down the shaft. I then move to caress the head of his dick and lean over to whisper, “I can’t wait to slide my raw cock in your hole.” This makes Drew squirm in excitement. Head still back, eyes closed, probably starting to feel the waves of pleasure from the G. Jack’s got his hands all over Drew’s inner thigh as we ramp things up. “I’m getting a little dreamy. Horny and dreamy.” “That’s alright, that’s what you’re supposed to feel. The G is kicking in since you had a higher dose. Plus, we’re bigger and used to it. Just let it flow, Drew. Don’t fight what you’re feeling.” With that Drew starts to grind his hips in circles as I slowly jack him, and Jack alternates between Drew’s nips and thighs. “Drew, you may want to close your eyes a bit. That’s okay, let it happen. But we’re going to continue to have fun. Your cock is going to remain hard, and you’re going to feel warm and very, very horny. You may come in and out, but just ride the waves. Breathe and relax into it.” “Yeah, please!” This time, it’s Jack’s turn between Drew’s legs. Jack gets up and kneels down between Drew’s legs, the robe totally open, exposing Drew. Drew reaches down and grabs Jack’s hands in his, while Jack starts to lick Drew’s inner thighs, balls, and up and down Drew’s cock. I put the pipe down and paw at Drew as well. I watch Drew, making sure his breathing is regular, which it is. His head is going side to side as Jack sucks on his cock slowly, teasing it all over with his tongue, going all the way down to the bush. The waves must be hitting him now. His cock is back to rock hard, which happens a lot with G. He’s got a huge smile on his face, while Jack holds his hands down to his side. His squirming slows, but it gets more languorous and deliberate. He starts slowly bringing his cock up to meet Jack’s mouth, and I can see Drew’s cock get slobbery wet with spit. This goes on for about 15 to 20 minutes. Jack and I pleasuring Drew while the G goes into action. Slowly, we notice his gyrations slow down, and his body relax even more. He’s in that perfect dreamy, horny state. At one point, he nods off as Jack is sucking him off and I open his mouth and dribble some of my spit in. Jack and I get up to admire him. Sitting on the couch, naked under a robe, his smooth body glistening from our spit, he starts to touch himself with his eyes closed. With his left hand he plays with his nip while his right slowly jacks his cock. We look at each other and smile. I nod at Jack, which he knows is the signal to get the clippers and razor. As Jack ducks into the bathroom, I pick up one of the pipes and take a big hit. I let the smoke out and start to take off all my clothes. All the while watching Drew play with himself slowly. At times, stopping as he nods off, but then picks up again playing with his dick. This kind of wave is for the beginning, helping Drew loosen up, and shed his inhibitions. Plus, it makes our dicks so hard to see him like this. Playing with himself, as the G hits him over and over again. He’ll be alert soon enough and will be hyper-aware of everything happening. I kick my shirt and jeans to the side, standing fully naked now. The steel cock ring is tight around my hard cock. Drew stops jacking off and starts snoring lightly. His dick is rock hard, his legs spread open between the robe. I lean over and stick my tongue in his mouth, making out with him. He gives a “Mmmm, yes.” “Drew, I’m going to pick you up and bring you to the playroom. I’m going to lay you down on the play mattress. We’re going to strap your arms and legs down, and shave off your body hair. We want you smooth all over. You’re going to look even more like a true sub.” “Don’t be alarmed at being strapped down. You’re going to love giving up control to us. This is all part of the fun. Soon we’re going to be inside you, taking turns, opening your hole up for hours, we’re going to keep you spun, and your hole will be overflowing with our cum. Do you want that, Drew?” As I say this, Drew slowly opens his eyes. They’re glazed over at first, but he snaps to attention. “Yes, do it all to me.” I help Drew take off his robe and pick him up. Lifting weights all my life makes it handy when I have to do this kind of thing. I bring him to the playroom and put him down on the bed. He opens his eyes for a second and smiles again at me. There goes that smile, I love it. I then move to the sides of the bed, take the restrains and put them on his wrists. I spread his legs and clamp his ankles. He looks up and watches me, before nodding off again. This entire time his cock is standing straight up, leaking precum, pulsing up and down. He looks so fuckable strapped down like this. “Just relax for a moment, Drew, while we get things set up.” I can feel the G as well and it’s making me so horny and pervy. That and the hits of Tina, of course. I go back out to the living room and shout out to Jack, “You need help or you got it?” “All good. Bring your stuff in.” I get my bag, the torch, the three pipes on the coffee table, and go back to the playroom. Jack follows me in holding a basin of warm water, and a bag with the clipper and shaving razors. “Damn, he looks good like that! Is he nodding off? “Yeah, a little but he’s alert when he needs to be” Jack gets especially turned on by a bottom boy rolling on G. “Get your clothes off, Jack, and let's get this hair off his body. I want him smooth.” ...

Was at Underwear Night at the Flamingo Resort in St. Pete (FL) and after the dark bar, CODE, closed, just went outside and spread out naked in one of the lounge chairs by the pool. It was 3 AM and, as there were no bathrooms open, I just decided to empty on myself. Between the coolish air and my warm piss, I just closed my eyes and enjoyed it. A voice said "That looks hot. Can I piss on you?" I opened my eyes and it was one of the guys from the Bar. I said 'I would love that!' and he whipped his out from his jockstrap and just doused me from my feet to my hair and back and forth a few ties until he was empty. Two others approached and did not even ask and just started to piss all over me, including my open mouth. "This must be the bathroom." another said and joined in. At one point I had three on each side of the chair all hosing me down with their beer-filled hot piss. It was GREAT! I was stroking my wet hard cock while they were pissing and two pushed their cock right up to my mouth while they were pissing. I did not swallow, but let them fill my mouth and just sprayed it back down on my cock. Then, as quickly as it started, after about half an hour, they were all gone. I stroked my piss cock, came, and then washed off at the open shower by the end of the pool. I was more intoxicated by all of them, then all of the drinks I had. As much as I tried, it never happened again there. BUMMER!

Part 6 David stood there watching Sam breeding the newbie and commenting, “Now what’s what I like to see, the birth of a new cum slut.” Benji smiled at the statement, be knew he was letting guys he just and barely knew cum inside him. There was something in the back of his head that said he shouldn’t be doing this, this was something risky, dangerous that he needed to be afraid of, but the cock in his ass felt so good distracting him from those thoughts as Sam pulled his softening cock out. Now empty again and in need of his cock, David helped Benji up off the table he’d been laying against as he got fucked by the let two guys. David put his arms around the green and told him, “I’ve got a few more guys I want you to meet, then what do you say we go back to my place?” Benji smiled at the two embraced and kissed before he answered, “That sounds good to me, I really want you to fuck me again.” David was ready to breed this tweaked out twink again and share his ass with some of his other friends that were not part of this party group. Benji was so fucked up my the drugs he had no real idea of what he was doing. David knew eventually the naïve twink would figure it out, it would be too late to do anything about it. With all the poz cum he already has inside his well fucked the virus was already in his blood stream, infiltrating every part of his body. As David directed Benji to his next cock he was getting hard thinking about how Benji was going to react when he realized what had really happened when he was drugged up and getting fucked. He knew once the twink was over the initial shock of his pozzing, his needs would consume him and he’d be back for more, the boys this group converts like this can’t resist their needs, the need for the drugs, the need to be fucked and the need to be bred. David introduced Benji to Andre. Andre was black, in his mid 40's, much taller than the twink at 6’4” and a solid build. Benji we immediately memorized by Andre’s stature. He immediately knew his place with this more dominant man. Andre looked down at the twink he was about to breed. This was going to be all ‘business’, just a quick ‘pump-n-dump’. Andrew spun Benji around, grabbed him by the waist, lined up his hard cock and rammed all 11” of his big black cock inside the teen's ass. Benji wasn’t prepared for the type of fucking Andre liked, but he needed to know that some men are going to just use him for a quick fuck. David could see the look of pain adpnd pleasure as Andre pounded away. David asked, “How’s that hole feel Andre?” Andre answered as he approached his impending orgasm, “Nice, just right. I needed a slut like this to top of my night. You know how I like my white boys.” David then leaned when and asked Benji, “And how does the tweaked up twink like that big black cock?” Benji couldn't keep from moaning with every thrust as he struggled to answer, “It feels like I’m being split in two.” When Andre heard that from the twink he couldn’t hold back, “Fuck yeah, that’s what I like to hear was I breed my white boy slut.” He slammed in one last time so deep his cock went deeper that Benji had been fucked that night as he deposited his dirty cum inside the twink. Andre was a huge cummer and this load was no exception. Even after he was done cumming Andre kept pumping his cock inside Benji churning the seed that was still inside him. As fast Andre had rammed his cock inside and fucked Benji his cock was pulled out. Being satisfied with having another load inside him Benji managed a smile. Not giving him anytime David ushered him off up his next fuck. As they walked David told Benji, “You’ve only have two more of the members you’ve got to meet. I’m sure you went disappoint them and will do as your told.” They walked up to a 50’ish man with some grey in his hair. David said, “Robert, this is Benji.” Robert looked Benji up and down, before addressing David and all but ignoring the teen standing before him, “You think he can take all of me?” David answered him, “I confident he’ll try hard to accommodate you as your want.” Robert placed his hands on Benji’s shoulders telling him as he pushed the teen down, “Get me hard, show me how much you want my cock and load inside your ass.” Once Benji was in his knee he swallowed Robert’s semi hard cock and began suck on it the best way he knew how. It quickly grew bigger and was more than what could fit I his mouth. As it reached the entrance to his throat he knew that cock was going into his throat one way or another. Robert had already made the decision for his cock sucker when he placed a have on the back of Benji’s head as he began to take more of the cock into his mouth. He vaguely heard Robert tell him to take a deep breath as it was nearing the back of his mouth. He quickly sucked in as much air as the could through his nose as his head was forced down. Robert's cock now filling his throat as his air way was cut off. Robert looked down the teen kneeling before him saying, “Damn, his throat feels great and he’s not gagging. That’s it, massage my cock with your throat.” Robert’s cock had reached it’s full 8” hardness as it snaked down Benji’s throat as the cock remained in his throat leaking his pre cum directly into his stomach. Robert was ready to fuck. He looked upon his cock sucker knowing he was getting desperate for air, “Oh, fuck! If your ass is as good as you’re throat, we’re going to have to party just the two of us.” Robert pulled his cock from Benji’s throat, pulled him to his feet, turned him so that he had access to his ass and lined his cock up with he twink’s hole. Benji felt the hard fuck rod against his and before Robert could push into the teen, he pushed back impaling himself on Robert's cock. Robert took this advantage of the newbie’s hunger and began to fuck him slow and steady. He wanted to enjoy this fuck and he was enjoying the newbie’s ass. David for another good piece of ass for the group. David said to Benji as he watched them fuck, “Robert is going to give you a gift. He going to fill your ass with his cum. He’s going to give you the gift of his cum. You want him to breed you don’t you.” His thoughts were automatic as he began to beg, “Give me your gift, the gift of your cum, breed me.” He repeated this over and over as Robert continued to piston in and out of the twink. Robert was so turned on so much from Benji's begging he 7 uldn’t hold back as he began to fill Benji’s hole.