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I left work and went to my classes. As I both sat at work and class and walked around I felt more comfortable with the butt plug in me. At a meeting at work the Professor could see me shifting as he knew the plug was in me. I met some friends after class at a bar and drank and had some Mexican food. After I ran some errands and then finally went home around 9pm. I washed up and went into Rick's bedroom. He was there on the couch watching TV. I kissed him and sat down next to him. We watched Tv for a bit and then the show finished. We talked about our day and then I told him I went to the store to help me get pregnant with his seed. He smiled and asked what that was I pulled out a toothbrush. He smiled. I told him I went on blogs to find out how to get infected. There were many ways including injection of blood. I told him I wanted to start with this. I knew he used his fingernails to scrape me but thought this may be another tool for him to use. "Will you please use this on me. I know it will hurt but I feel I need to do my part too so you can knock me up and I can get pregnant" I said smiling. "You sure, It will hurt and I won't be gentle" he said "I know and I also read you shouldn't use lube just spit" I told him. I then pulled down his shorts and took him in my mouth. After a few minutes sucking and licking his meat he was hard. I pulled down my shorts, my cock hard and got on me knees and looked up at him and said "Daddy brush me my pussy and make it bleed then fuck me please with your seed and knock me up please" I begged. "Get on the bed on all fours boy" he said He put down a pad on the bed. I did jump on the bed and got on all fours. He pulled out the plug and he inserted the brush. I made sure to get the firm brush. I hurt like a lot. And he wasn't gentle. I yelled and grunted as the pain was intense. He was brushing my hard and it was scraping my inside. He even pushed it in real deep to the point where it almost went all the way in me losing the brush passing my second ring. After a minute or two of scraping my insides he pulled it out and showed it to me. I turned over and saw it. It was covered in blood. He put it on the night stand, took his hard cock and placed it as my ass and lifted my legs. He then pushed into me in one motion. I yelled. I hurt. The pain was a searing sharp pain in my ass followed by the dull pressure of his huge meat. I yelled. "Shut up you wanted this. I am going to knock you up" he said. He started to fuck me hard. It really hurt. I felt him rub against my prostate which felt a little pleasure but it was also scraped and felt the burn pain inside. He kept fucking me. I heard the wet slapping sound of the fucking. It hurt, there was no pleasure. I just grunted and bared the pain. I knew this had to be done and wanted to do my part to get knocked up. "Yes Daddy i did want this, I want to get knocked up" i moaned and grunted. After about 10 minutes of fucking me on my back i brought my legs down and pushed him back on the bed keeping him in me. And then i rode him like that. It felt a little better and wanted to again do my part to get knocked up. "Good boy, you are going to get Daddy's charged seed soon" he said. After a few minutes he moaned "Here it comes boy" as I felt a warm spurt in my ass. My cock was only slightly hard and this was the only time I could think of when I didn't orgasm. It just hurt a lot but i worked thru and it and wanted it more than the pain. After he calmed down he pulled out. His cock was covered in blood with a little cum mixed in that I could see. I took a towel and cleaned him off. He kissed me and pulled me close to him, we cuddled. "I am so happy and proud you did this for us. I know it must've hurt. I appreciate your willingness to do this so you can take my seed and get knocked up" he said kissing me. "I am glad I did. I want you to knock me up so much" I said looking at him with puppy eyes. We kissed and cuddled. Before falling asleep he put the plug back in which hurt but I was in his arms and filled with his cum. In my mind i felt like i could feel his seed marking me.

I got ready for work and school and got into the office around 7am. No one was in the office at the time. I did my work and around 7:10am Professor Post came in. I could smell him from the back by my desk. I guess he saw my light on and came to the back. He was wearing his cycling spandex shorts and shirt. He stood there rubbing is cock in front of me. It was already hard and protruding with an outline of his hung meat. He saw me stare. He looked down at me and saw my hard cock push up in my shorts. He stepped closer to me as I was still sitting down and his cock inches away from my face. "I know you want to touch it. Go ahead" he said I did. It was a gorgeous thick cock and it looked so sexy outlined underneath the thin shiny tight spandex. I reached out and rubbed his hard meat and teased it with my fingers and then both hands. It started to throb. He then pulled his shorts down and it flew out and hit me in my face smearing precum on my cheek. I wiped it up and licked my fingers while I looked up at him. He pushed forward with the tip of his cock entering my mouth. I leaned forward and started to suck tongue and lick his hard thick meat. He started moan and put his hand on the back of my head. He smelled intoxicating and he tasted so good. He was leaking a lot of precum which was salty and tasty. He stood me up and turned me around and pulled down my pants and underwear. "What do we have here" he said He saw the butt plug and started to play with it. Pushing it in me and rotating it around. I just started to moan and my ass on its own pushed back towards him. "Look like someone is having some fun on their own. Or you Daddy put this in you" he said "My Daddy" I said as I moaned more "Fuck you are such a horny slut" he said "I have never seen such a pussy boy moan just from a little playing with a butt plug in his cunt" he said "You love it don't you. Having your pussy played with" he asked. I nodded and moaned "Yes". I was moaning louder and breathing hard. He really was working the plug. He also reached under and started to fondle my balls and squeeze them. I moaned. "Ohhhh" I moaned "Yeah your cunt is wet. Hear that slopping sound." he said working it. My cock was hard and leaking on my chair. "Lick up your mess boy" he said I leaned down and licked up all the precum on my chair. He then abruptly pulled the plug out of my ass and stuck it in my mouth. "Here clean it and suck on it" he said I then felt his cock at the entrance of my ass. I tried to turn around but his hands were strongly grasping my hips. I spit out the plug and yelled no trying to get away from him. His head pushed in but I clinched keeping him from entering me. "Let me know boy, you know you want it" he said pulling back from me, sticking his fingers in my ass and with his other hand reaching under and rubbing my cock. I started to moan again. "See you know you want it" he said he. He pulled out his fingers and lined up his cock at my ass hole. I twisted my hips and was able to turn and face him again. I was panting. "No sorry I can't let you fuck me" I said He looked mad. "I am sorry I really can't" I pleaded         His demeanor changed. "Why not?" he asked "I've decided to give myself to my Daddy Rick and let him breed me and knock me up."i said His eyes changed and saw a little bit of acknowledgement and also hunger. "So you finally decided to give in. I can help you with that right now. You know you want my cock up your cunt" he said stroking his hard cock. "I see you stare at my cock. I know you want it bad. When I fucked you the other week your pussy ate up my cock. It milked me hard. " he said "Yes I do love your cock being in me and yes I loved when you came in me but I was on PEP. Now I am not and I want my Daddy to impregnate me. I can't have anyone else fuck me until I get knocked up by him" I said in an apologetic manner "You sure" he said stroking his cock. A glob of precum oozed out of his cock and he caught it with his finger and I leaned over to suck it off. "See you know you want me" he said "Yes I do but I am sorry. I am with my Daddy Rick and he owns me right now and I am committed to him to knock me up" I said He then pulled up his shorts. Let me help you put the plug back in. As he did he started to rotate it and work my ass again. I started to moan. He leaned into my ear. "You are such a slut and hot piece of ass. Your pussy wants and needs cock. I never knew you were such a slut when we first met. Had I known I would have been more aggressive and tried to take you for myself and breed you and knock you up. Make you have my baby" he said. I moaned as he worked my hole and whispered into my ear and kissed my neck. He then stopped pulled up my shorts and took a step back. "Ok good luck. If it doesn't take you know where to find me. I know I can knock you up boy" he said rubbing his cock. As he walked away I head the office door unlock and someone walk in. I sat down horny and bothered. My cock hard and leaking. I wonder what it would have been like with the Professor. I stopped and knew I belonged with Rick. I went back to work.

I woke up on my stomach to a pain in my ass. As I became more aware, I realized Rick was sitting on my ass with his cock in me. He was fucking me hard. It didn't feel like there was lube and it hurt a lot. I started to grunt in pain and get a little loud. "Shh boy, this is what you wanted right. Be my boy and get knocked up. Have a baby together" he moaned picking up his pace. "Yes Daddy I do" I said moaning and grunting. He started to hit my prostate and soon the pain turned into pleasure. I lifted my ass to meet his thrust. He was now pounding hard into me. I felt his sweat drip onto my back and I could feel his cock throb in me. "Fuck me Daddy and cum in me please. Knock me up with your seed please" I moaned and begged. "Here you go boy my charged seed in your cunt!" he yelled as I felt his cock spasm and shoot his load into me. I pushed back onto him trying to keep all his cock deep in my ass. We kept like that him grinding into me and my pushing back onto his stick. Each time I could feel his meat scrape my prostate and jam into my second hole. It hurt but also felt so good. Finally exhausted he fell on me and I turned my head and we kissed. He held me for a while then got off of me. I turned around and cleaned off his cock. It was covered in cum and some blood. A little more than normal. I asked if that's normal. "It will help my seed take in your pussy. I scraped your inside a little more this time." he said. I kissed him and thanked him. "Daddy when will I get knocked up" I asked innocently "It depends baby. It might take a few days or a few weeks. Everyone is different." he said. He went onto explain that he had hoped taking me off of PEP early before my test would not only make sure I didn't have a false negative but also get it out of my system so when he bred me it would take. He said sometimes the PEP stays in your system for a few days after your last dose. "I gotta get to work. Make sure to wear your plug today to keep my cum in your pussy." he said "Yes Daddy" I replied I looked at the clock it was 5:45am.

yesterday around lunchtime. Arranged a gangbang for my birthday. 5 cocks took turns pounding my hungry pussy. Got 6 loads in there and a 7th in my mouth. Got DP'd and they filmed me being a total cumwhore. FUCK it was so hot. And woke up this morning horny as fuck.

Part 2 “Ah… yeah sure, I guess.” I had just seen him do it and he seemed normal to me, so I guessed there was nothing to worry about. I passed the last of the joint to Ben and then looked at Matt, not knowing how to do this. “Don´t worry, I´ll just do it and then pass it to you, okay?” he said, inhaling another hit. I wasn´t sure what he meant, but then he leaned closer, looking into my eyes, those thick lips still closed and I understood. I opened my mouth a little and he pressed his lips onto mine, exhaling his smoke into me. I realized quickly, that I hadn´t thought of exhaling my breath before taking the smoke, so my lung quickly were too full and I started coughing. Matt leaned back and looked at me concerned. “Uh, sorry, I never did this before and I guess I should expel my breath before taking someone else´s.” I shrugged apologetically.” Matt smiled. “No worries, first time for everything sexy. Let´s just try again.” He didn´t wait for a reply, just heated the pipe again, sucked in the smoke and then leaned in once more. This time, I knew what to expect and felt more relaxed. Also, this was a perfect excuse to kind of kiss this hot guy again, so I closed my eyes and met his lips after exhaling. Our lips touched, he passed the smoke to me and afterwards sealed my mouth with his lips, kissing me hard. This definitely turned into more than just passing some smoke! “Fuck guys, that´s so hot to watch!” said Ben, who looked at us over his shoulder while just slightly moving his ass along my cock to not disturb us. Matt withdrew and before I could exhale he said “Hold it in for a bit longer Jared, it takes a moment.” He heated the pipe again already, then nodded towards me. I exhaled. The smoke didn´t taste that strongly, especially compared to the pot before. He looked at me. “Are you okay? Feel anything?” I quickly assured him I was alright, but I didn’t feel different than before. “Good. Yeah you probably need a few more hits before you feel it. Let´s just share some more, okay?” He already inhaled the next hit and I nodded. Ben impaled himself on my cock roughly and then grinned at me. “I love that you do that while still inside of me!” I could just laugh at that before Matt leaned in again and we shared another hit of the stuff. We continued like that for a bit, each hit turning more into a makeout session with Matt than the last. At some point I felt my heart start to race and my face to flush, but I couldn´t say if it was from the situation or the T. But fuck, I felt good! When I looked around I saw Matt and Ben looking at me, grinning. Ben had pushed down Matt´s shorts and underwear and was stroking his cock while Matt handled the torch. And fuck, what a cock that was! It must have been like eight inches long and it was thick, the foreskin gliding over an arrow shaped glans that was already coated in lots of precum, while the cock became thicker towards the base. Massive was the only word to describe it, I thought. “Haha, now you definitely feel it, don´t you?” Matt laughed. “Yeah, I do.” I answered, almost ashamed that I had stared for probably a couple of seconds at his cock. But – the shame I expected didn´t really come up. I just felt wonderful, so I said “Man, you have such a great cock!” “Thank you sweety!” Matt answered, passing the torch and lighter to Ben, then taking his left to cradle the back of my head and pull me closer. Now he full on kissed me with his lips and tongue and I felt so excited! I heard Ben using the lighter, so he must have already known the stuff, which made me feel even more at ease. Matt took my right hand with his and wrapped it around his cock, before he started thrusting his cock into my hand. It felt so hot handling this dick! I had jerked off with other guys, but this cock in my hand was something entirely different! And, well. The whole situation around it, of course. Ben looked at us over his shoulder and motioned to us. Matt understood immediately and used his hand at my head to push me towards him. I emptied my lungs and took Ben´s smoke into me. Then I slowly exhaled and a massive cloud escaped. He seemed to be good at this! Ben grinned at me, took another turn at the pipe and fed me the smoke again. This was so fucking hot! I emphasized that with a hard thrust into Ben, that made him gasp and then laugh. “Seems like you… like … that…!” He said, between my thrusts. I had taken my hand absentmindedly from Matts cock and had put it with my other on Ben´s shoulders for more leverage. Matt was still standing at our side, grinning at the show before him and then taking the pipe and lighter, inhaling and exhaling two big clouds while we watched him, his hard cock still standing pretty much straight up, just bending a bit down at the tip. Then Matt motioned for me again and I hesitated. “I don´t know, I feel pretty good already…” I said, my mind going so fast. Ben said: “Oh don´t worry, it just gets better. It´s not like weed, where it’s too much if you continue at the best point. Just take a bit more!” Matt looked at me with big eyes, his pupils dilated, his lips curled to a smile, his cock twitching. He came in and I accepted the smoke into my lungs. Then Matt put a finger on my lips, keeping me from exhaling. “You know what’s hot? Blow it on my cock…” My eyes grew big in surprise, but I guess nothing could happen there. And… I wanted to suck his cock I realized. So I nodded, reaching for his cock, blowing the smoke at it and then caressing his tip with my tongue, sucking up quite the amount of precum. Matt laughed. I looked up at him. “That´s hot man, but really, I meant blowing it around my cock while it’s in your mouth. Let’s do another, okay?” he Said, pushing the stem of the glas pipe between my lips. So I inhaled again. “Hold it for a moment. Let it help you let go Jared. Keep it in your lungs and let it get into your blood and to your brain…” He said in a low, almost hypnotic voice. I kept it for like 20 seconds, then pushed his cock towards my face again and began to really suck it, wrapping my lips around it. When I held a sizeble part of it between my lips, I exhaled the cloud. It was still some white coming out, but much less than I had expected. “Again sweety… That looked so sexy. Next time look up at me, while you do it, okay?” I wanted to ask him, how that could work with me bending down for his cock, but he had already put the stem between my lips, tipped my whole head around with his hands and was lighting the pipe. If I turned my head this way, I could actually look up at him and see his sexy smile I realized… And I grinned back, while I sucked. First the pipe, then his dick. Fuck, it was so majestic, I thought. Having such a big dick must be great and annoying at once… But for sucking, I loved it. While I was mostly top, I really liked sucking nice dicks and could usually deepthroat them. Not so much Matt´s cock, of course. But I could still get a lot of it in my mouth I thought proudly. People who don´t have such a wide jaw as me would probably not stand a chance. So… Then maybe I can be one of his best suckers? The thought occurred to me like I wanted to make Matt proud of me. I looked at him and he had a wide grin on his face. I realized then, that I still held the cloud and slowly exhaled around his cock. “Wow!” Matt said, “you really know how to suck man. And that looked amazing, seeing it vanish in your mouth and your eyes on me, then the cloud escaping your lips… fuck!” His cock twitched and I tasted another bit of precum, but before I could savor it, Matt pulled my head up to his and kissed me again for what felt like an eternity. I´m not sure if I had ever felt such lips… He moved around me slightly, his mouth moving from my lips and along my neck. I could just moan. Neck really was my thing… well, I guess everybody´s, to an extent. Matt licked along my neck, his one hand gripping and cradling my head from the left side. Then… I felt it. First I didn´t realize it in the fog of what was happening. But Matt´s cockhead definitely went slowly into my crack, seeking out my asshole like a heat seeking missile, while Matt slightly pushed against my upper body with his and pushed me towards Ben with his hand on my head.

Chapter 20 - Revelation "On your back on the bench faggot." Bull's tone was commanding and BoiFagBarbie rushed to obey. The men had left a space around the bench in the middle of the large room. A room that already seemed super-heated from the presence of so many men. There really were a lot of men. He couldn't count them but if his owner said there were thirty then he knew there were thirty. Just as he knew that there was no pretence or subterfuge now. The other men had been Poz but these men were Poz and toxic. Unmedicated, detectable, their bodies primed with high viral loads. He remembered reading those profiles on the forum. 'Poz' was one thing, 'Poz, not on meds' was what he craved, what really excited him. Well he had that now - he had it all around him. Excited eyes, determined mouths, stiffening cocks - all there for him. Only he and Ash looked to be below forty years of age but that didn't matter. These men were mature, experienced in breaking in new boi pussies and giving them what they needed and deserved. They were just who BoiFagBarbie needed. Why settle for one poz daddy with a hard cock when you could have two - or ten - or thirty! Thirty was so many men. He could sense their heat on his delicate skin, smell their musk, their pheromones, their sweat. Heard the sound of clothes being removed, saw hands gently stroking cocks, sometimes the owners and sometimes not. Here and there a man dropped to his knees and began sucking the man next to him. BoiFagBarbie saw it all and felt no anxiety or jealousy. The men were preparing themselves to enjoy his hole and he knew that. He was the star of the show, the little bratty princess, the dumb slutty cum-pig whore. In the end it would all come to him. All of their experience, all of their power, all of their potent toxic cum. It all belonged to him tonight and he would be getting it - whether he still wanted it or not. The thought sent a chill of ice water through his veins, veins whose blood would soon be tainted and corrupted for these men's pleasure. Were they sadists or did they just not care about anything but dropping their toxic loads in a neg hole? None of that seemed to matter as Bull grasped BoiFagBarbie's legs and pulled him to the edge of the bench. The man was strong, a Bull indeed, manoeuvring the younger man like a ragdoll. He picked up those pale, coltish, legs and put them up to his shoulders as he stepped forward. The contrast with his tanned hairy chest was as blatant as it was arousing. "You want this fucking cock faggot?" Bull was almost growling as his cock head pushed up against the tight fresh hole of the dumb little bitch. "Yes sir - please fuck me." "Once a toxic cock is in you it don't stop till it seeds you. No condoms, no meds, no pulling out. So you want this toxic cock faggot?" It was so crude, so obvious, so blatant. So dangerous and so - not risky, risky wasn't the word. His mind was lost in a fog of conflicting emotions and though he knew what he should answer his mouth was suddenly as dry as the desert. "Who gives a fuck what you want anyway." Bull smiled and pushed forward. His now lubed cock was perfectly lined up to the hole and Ash had done the prep work well. The little faggot squealed like a stuck pig but his hole was warm and tight and welcoming and wasn't that the only thing that mattered? BoiFagBarbie felt that increasingly familiar almost burning feeling as his hole stretched to admit and then accommodate Bull. Fuck but this man was so big! BoiFagBarbie tried to say something but it just came out as a squeal. A squeal that became a moan as the biggest cock of his life so far remorselessly claimed him. He felt so full, that was obvious, but it was more than that. As others had fucked him there had been moments of intense pleasure - moments when they were pressing his 'fag button' as they called it. Jeering as they saw him react and crave more. Now this big cock seemed to be constantly stimulating him, massaging him, leaving him no respite from a pleasure so intense it could only be dangerous. So intense that from this day forward it could never be denied. The cock in him stopped moving for a moment and his eyes popped open. He hadn't even realised he had shut them. In those intense moments he had only been aware of the sensations coming from his hole. Now his vision was back and his hearing too, the obscene insults and threats from the men heard but unimportant to him. All that mattered was that beautiful cock, the way it made him feel, the way it had become the whole center of the world for him. Bull looked into the dumb faggot's eyes. They were pretty eyes but that wasn't the point. That wasn't why he looked so intently, why he was careful to notice every reaction of the little slut to his own movements. Bull knew his business. He adjusted his technique to maximize the pleasure of the cute little piece of ass he was currently plundering. He made it real good for the boy but that wasn't why he did it. How this boi cunt - whose name he had already forgotten - felt about it only really mattered for one reason. When the Bull did his job right he could take a young fag to places they had never imagined, had never even dreamed of. He had the experience, he had the equipment - he had the motivation. Take a little fag like this to those places and the whole rest of their life they were desperate to get back there. They'd chase that next hit like a crack ho. Take any cock because it might be the one. They'd get to the point where they lived only for that next hard cock, that next load of seed. They'd become just who Bull wanted them to be and that was why he did it. "Keep looking at me," growled the Bull, "I like to look into the eyes of a dumb neg bitch when I knock him up." There was that additional pleasure of course - but that would be a little while yet. Just now the Bull had to lay down some pipe, stretch and bruise that sweet little hole a little. He picked up some pace and gave the boi pussy another couple of inches. He watched the boi's eyes and saw them flinch a little but keep determinedly fixed on his own. He liked that and he put a little more power into each stroke. Heard the boy gasping and even felt his hole clenching a little, trying to milk his seed. All in good time - he wasn't half done yet. He kept going until he bottomed out, as he knew he would, the boy was almost petite and Bull was anything but. BoiFagBarbie had held his eye contact with Bull from the moment the incredible fuck had started,. Before had been amazing but this was just sooooooooooooo good!!! This was how it was meant to be, this was what his whole life had really been building up towards, this was what he had dreamed about so many times. Finding a man like this, a man who could do this to him. The moments of pain were so worth it, were so much a part of it. Part of giving himself - part of his sacrifice. Besides they faded and just left the amazing pleasure, the amazing high and he rode that high like a motherfucker, fought to keep his eyes locked on the eyes of the man who could do this to him, could make him feel like this. Then - it happened. The big cock inside him hit something and it hurt, it hurt bad! It might be ripping him up inside! He howled in pain. "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO - NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO - STOPPPPP - PLLLLEEEEEASSSE - STOPPPPP." All he heard were the shouts and cheers of the men surrounding them, all he saw were the eyes of the Bull. All he felt was that big cock withdrawn and then pushing forward - again, again and again. It was too much - he couldn't take any more. And then... Then, it happened. Something seemed to give, deep inside his body, seemed to 'pop'. Bull's big cock pushed on to claim new virgin parts of his body and mind. BoiFagBarbie put his head back and howled again but this time not in protest but in pure pleasure and amazement. How could something feel so fucking good!!! Again he heard and saw nothing, knew nothing except the feelings from his boi pussy. His whole body quivered, his legs against the Bull's broad shoulders, his arms held in position by two other men. His little cock spasmed inside its cage and shot cum over his flat stomach. All just symptoms of the wave of sensation and pleasure that had peaked and crested within his mind, body and soul. He gasped again and finally opened his eyes. That was the moment the Bull had been waiting for. Seeing those pretty eyes open all full of wonder and amazement and joy. That was the moment he needed. A couple of hard thrusts and then he was sending powerful pulses of his toxic seed as deep in the little whore as he could plant it. So deep so that it wouldn't ever come out, would always be a part of him. Bull smiled in satisfaction as the look in the young man's eyes changed. The slut had discovered the rewards of the life he had chosen and now he also knew the price he had to pay. Sperm and virus planted deep in their millions and it would only take one. Boi fags were like girls that way - you didn't get 'a little pregnant' and it surely did change your life. Bull knew that from personal experience, every man there knew that from personal experience. Only one person there did not, BoiFagBarbie. Well, Bull was pretty sure that would soon be changing. The big man puffed out his cheeks and exhaled. It had been a job well done and he was almost reluctant to withdraw his cock from that fine hole. However, there were others waiting. BoiFagBarbie saw Bull withdraw and felt regret. He wished he could hold this man close - the man who might just have pozzed him. However, that wasn't going to happen. As Bull withdrew another man took his place. A much smaller, younger, man - whose much smaller cock looked painfully hard. Inexperience made entry a bit of a fumble but soon the cock was home and then the young man set up a furiously fast, frantic, rhythmn. In the back of his mind BoiFagBarbie understood that this was Ash. The young newly converted and highly toxic man had made his decision. Being a top may never have interested Ash before but now things were different. Now he had a meaningful contribution to make, a real target to accomplish. Jerome looked on and nodded his approval. Ash had that youthful, healthy, harmless look that always went down real well with the explorers and the experimenters. The married men sneaking out for some cock. The newbies just getting started. Most of those sorts would run a mile from men like himself, Wolf or the Bull. Run and NEVER look back. Sweet little Ash there would have them desperate to bend over a bench or against a tree or in some club back-room. Not even thinking about a condom until they felt his seed shot up in their guts. Yeah - Ash was a valuable addition to the brotherhood. The night was going well and it had only just begun. ***

Love getting fucked and taking loads in random apartment stairwells. 😈

I had so much fun writing that last chapter, that I banged out another tonight. This is very likely the last chapter as it brings the story full circle while leaving a bit to the reader's imagination. Besides I need to get a few more chapters to my other story in another section. So here you go, I hope you all enjoy. *** Part 4 Over the next couple of weeks, Joey was insatiable. We went into the city and visited the bathhouse on Sunday. Joey was very popular. I definitely noticed a change from his past visits. Before he had always been a bit shy and let me find guys to fuck him in our room, but now he wanted to be on display in the public area. He made no secret that he was accepting all loads, no questions asked. When one of the guys asked him if he was on PrEP, he answered, “Not anymore, I’m done being worried about that. I’ve accepted my fate and I’m not hiding from it anymore.” God was he sexy. When we got back home he took an active part in cruising the apps looking for guys to fuck him. We had a talk about that and we agreed that even with him finding guys on his own, our one rule was that if fucking was going to happen, we both had to be in the room. Either of us could get oral sex, which honestly neither of us was that interested in, without the other being there, but if we were fucking, the other got to watch. I’d often get a message near the end of the day of my classes letting me know a guy was coming over that evening to breed him. Every session of him getting bred by some random stranger, or Ray, who was coming over a couple times a week, ended with me fucking the unknown and known poz loads deeper into Joey’s hungry ass. Ray did not fuck me again. It wasn’t because I didn’t want to take a poz load, but just because after that first time, which was very hot in the moment, it reminded me that getting fucked was not what turned me. Seeing a hot young man like Joey, being a wanton bottom slut, getting fucked by guys he barely knew, not caring if they were poz, taking a toxic load; that is what really turned me on. A little over a month after his PrEP wore off, Joey came down with some flu like symptoms. I spoiled the hell out of the boy while I took care of him. Changing the sheets as he sweated through them, some cold towels for his forehead, chicken soup and other comfort food he could keep down. I also bought him the latest PlayStation console, to give him something to keep him entertained while in bed. We obviously took a break from having guys come over to fuck him, and I let him know that it was entirely up to him when he resumed having sex. A few days after he had recovered, I received a message from him. It read ‘Met a cute little twink at the gym. He’s coming over tonight so we can give you a show’. There was a picture attached. I waited a sec for it to download. While I waited I was curious as Joey usually preferred older guys. I opened the pic when it as ready and say a barely legal young man, probably just turned 18. The young man reminded me of so many of the gay twinks that took my Queer Studies course the very first semester of college. I of course never hit on them because I didn’t want to lose my job. I immediately started typing a response when I received another message from Joey, ‘Don’t worry, he goes to the community college, so not one of your students’. My husband knew me so well. I quickly deleted the question I was going to ask and respond, ‘I was worried there for a sec. Not usually your type, hopefully he has a nice dick to breed you with’. Joey’s reply was just the devil smiley face emoji. I rushed home as soon as my afternoon office hours were over and got the playroom ready. I figured the young man would be more comfortable with the bed than the sling out, so I put the sling away and got the bed ready with the play sheet. A half hour later, Joey and the twink arrived. Joey introduced him, his name as Kyle. He had turned 18 last week. He attended the local community college and was taking art classes. Joey had caught him checking him out at the gym, so approached him and introduced himself. I was seeing a new side of Joey. Kyle was clearly submissive and there was no way I could see this boy topping Joey. “So Kyle, now that you’ve met my husband, do you still want me to fuck you knowing he has to watch?” asked Joey. I kept my mouth shut but I’m sure Joey noticed the confused expression that flashed across my face. Kyle blushed then gave a little smile, “Sure, your husband is kind of hot for an older guy. Since you said he is a top and you are verse, I wouldn’t mind if he fucked me after you if he wants.” Joey had a huge smile on his face as he said, “I’m sure he would like, that’s go into the playroom you cute little slut.” He got up and grabbed Kyle’s hand and led him to the playroom. I got up and followed. I took my spot in my chair as I watched Joey take the lead and be dominate for a change. He stripped off Kyle’s clothes, revealing the twink’s pale smooth skinny body. Once he had the boy naked, he pushed him down to his knees and grabbed a fistful of the boy’s shaggy brown hair. “Get me hard bitch,” he said as shoved Kyle’s face into his crotch. Kyle mouthed Joey’s cock through his spandex workout shorts. Joey’s cock formed a nice sized bulge in his shorts. He let go of Kyle’s head and reached down, hooking his thumbs under the wait band of his shorts and pulled them down, taking his jockstrap with them. He six inch cut cock flopped out and smack Kyle in the face. “Suck it baby,” he said to Kyle. The twink immediately took it into his mouth and worked it down his throat, quickly taking it all down to the base. Clearly despite recently turning eighteen, this wasn’t the first time Kyle had sucked a cock. As Kyle sucked him, Joey stripped off his workout clothes. Once he was naked he jumped onto the bed, on his back. He flexed his muscular arms. I could see that Kyle was hypnotized by sight of my little twenty-four-year-old muscle jock of a husband laying naked on the bed, fresh from a workout. “Come worship me you little slut, lick me muscles and pits. I could tell from the way your were looking at me while I worked out that you want this, show me how much you want it,” said Joey in a commanding voice he had never used with me. Kyle quickly crawled onto the bed and dove into Joey’s smooth pits. It was my preference as well as Joey for him to be smooth. The little twink slut was in heaven. He was almost purring as he buried his face into my boy’s armpits. He probably spent almost a half hour licking, sucking, and worshiping almost every inch of Joey’s body, but Joey would not let him suck his rock hard dick which was leaking pre-cum the entire time. Eventually Joey got up and pushed Kyle face first down onto the bed. “Time for you to get fucked slut,” Joey said. He looked back at me and motioned with his head towards the bottle of lube that was on the desk in the room. I got up, grabbed the bottle, then tossed it to Joey. He pumped some into his hand, then roughly shoved a lubed up finger into the twink’s hole. “You have a condom?” asked Kyle as Joey fingered lube into his hole. Joey turned and gave me an evil smile, “Daddy, do we have any condoms left?” I was so turned out watching this scene that it took me a second to figure out a response. Sure, we did have a few condoms from back in the day in a drawer in the desk, but what I really knew what Joey was asking was if I wanted to watch him fuck this young twink raw and breed him with what we suspected was Joey’s freshly poz cum. “Um, no, we used up the last of them last week,” I lied, giving Joey my consent for him to proceed. “Damn, I so wanted to fuck you Kyle, you are so hot,” said Joey sounding disappointed. “Um, well, are you negative?” asked Kyle. “As far as I know, my last test results were negative, I can send them to you if you want,” said Joey. I mean we suspected Joey was poz, but we hadn’t confirmed it yet, so I guess it wasn’t technically a lie. “No I guess that’s fine then,” said Kyle, his desire to feel Joey’s cock in him overriding his conditioning to ask for condoms. Joey immediately lubed up his cock and shoved it into Kyle’s asshole before the boy could give it anymore thought. He shoved it in roughly and went balls deep on the first thrust. I could tell Joey wanted to ruin the twink’s hole and make it more vulnerable for his likely toxic cum. “Ugh, not so rough,” protested Kyle. “Shut up you stupid cunt, I’m in charge now and I’m fucking claiming your ass as mine. I’m going to breed your ass and impregnate you. You’re going to have my babies, aren’t you slut,” he growled as he started pounding in and out of Kyle’s ass. Kyle moaned a bit and grunted occasionally as Joey got into a grove fucking him. The more Joey fucked him the more he moaned and the less he protested. Soon it was obvious that Kyle was enjoying the hard fuck. “Where do you want my load bitch? You want it in your ass like a real slut, or are you fucking pussy that wants me to pull out. If I pull out I ain’t fucking you again,” said Joey as he was getting close to cumming. It didn’t take Kyle long to decide, “Cum in me Sir, breed your slut, I want it.” “Fuck, take it slut, you belong to me now, I’m going to get you pregnant. Oh fuck,” said Joey as he started to unload his cum, which he suspected but did not know for sure was carrying the virus, into the cumdump slut in training that had just turned eighteen. If it weren’t for the prospect that I would get to fuck Joey’s potentially toxic load further into the twink’s ass, I would have cum right then, but I had stopped stroking myself a while ago to keep myself from cumming. Joey collapsed down on top of the smaller young man. Kyle started rocking his ass up and down, trying to fuck himself on Joey’s cock which was slowly going soft. I could tell that Kyle was close to cumming and needed a little bit more to get himself off. “My turn,” I said as I got up and moved onto the bed. “Yes Daddy,” said Joey as he rolled off his slut. He pulled the boy’s ass cheeks apart, giving me a view of Kyle’s puffy red hole that was leaking a bit of Joey’s cum. I did not bother lubing up my cock, I just sunk it straight in to Kyle used hole. I fucked him for less than a minute in that position before rolling him on his side to free his cock from its trapped position. Joey got some lube and applied it to his hand then reached down and started jacking Kyle’s hard dick as I fucked the boy’s sloppy hole. “Cum for Daddy,” I whispered into Kyle’s ear. He responded by thrusting his hips, working his cock into Joey’s hand and my cock into his ass, “Yeah Boy, you were born to be a slut for men weren’t you?” “Yes Daddy,” he responded. “You love having bare cocks fucking loads into your hole don’t you slut?” I asked. It took him a second as his brain fought against all the safer-sex propaganda he had been taught during his upbringing, but eventually his true desires won out. “Yes Daddy, fuck me, breed me,” he begged. “Such a Good Boy,” I said giving him positive reinforcement. I don’t know if it was that or the combination of my cock in his ass and Joey’s hand around his cock caused him to have what was likely one of the most intense orgasms of his live. His neg cum spewed out of his cock and painted the playsheet in front of him. His ass spasmed in orgasm around my cock put me over the edge and I buried my cock as deep as it could go and unloaded my own cum into him, not knowing or caring if it was toxic or not. “Fuck that was hot. I understand now why you enjoy watching me,” said Joey as he knelt over us. I got up off the bed and leaned down and gave my husband a deep kiss. A broke the kiss then headed towards the door of the room. “Be a good Sir and give your new Boy some aftercare. I’d like to see him come around some more. I’m going to go use the upstairs bathroom to shower. “Yes Daddy,” said Joey. He laid down on the bed next to Kyle who was still panting and enjoying the afterglow of his orgasm. He snuggled up behind the twink and wrapped him in his arms. “Damn boy, that was so hot, you are such a great fuck. Thank you for sharing your body with us and letting us breed you,” said Joey as he cuddled the boy. My last image as I left the room was the big dopey smile on Kyle’s face and then the boy saying, “That was the best sex I’ve ever had.” I took a shower then put on some shorts. After I got out of the shower, I heard the sounds of the downstairs shower come on. I waited upstairs, giving Joey the opportunity to spend some post fuck time with the young man he had brought over to stealth and let me fuck. Once I heard the front door close I went downstairs. Joey was still naked and his cock was semi-hard. “So, are you a top now?” I asked. Joey gave me that evil grin of his that until tonight I never knew he had, “For neg ass I am. Speaking of which, for every twink I bring home for us to breed, I get to fuck your ass until you’re also poz.” I watched as his cock hardened all by itself as he laid down that new rule. “Deal,” I quickly replied. Without any further conversation I turned and walked into the playroom. I got on all fours on the edge of the bed, presenting my ass to my freshly pozzed husband. Joey followed me into the room and grabbed the bottle of lube off the desk. As I waited there for him to fuck me and breed me with what was we both suspected was a poz load, I wondered what sort of monster I had created. I had gently and slowly manipulated Joey into wanting to take poz loads while he was no longer protected by PrEP, and now he seemed to want to bring home young clueless twinks for us to both infect, regardless of if they where chasing or not. ‘Be careful what you wish for,’ I thought to myself as Joey’s bare cock pushed into my rarely fucked ass in order to infect me so that we could both breed more men and pass the virus on.

We only had 1 glory hole that I remember on my college campus. There were however numerous washrooms that had a lot of under the stall action, sharing stalls, and urinal action. The washroom with the glory hole was huge probably a dozen stalls but only had 1 glory hole, and was pretty much an orgy every afternoon from 3 to 5, with anywhere from 10 to 30 guys playing at the same time. It was mostly cock sucking, we usually but not always went somewhere else to butt fuck, but I would be very surprised if there weren't at least a few guys fucking in there everyday. I definitely fucked and got fucked a few times without going somewhere else. My senior year I discovered a smaller tearoom, only 3 stalls and no glory holes that usually had 4-6 guys at a time fucking in that 3-5 time period. It looked suspiciously like this, minus the ropes and glory hole:

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Thank you again for your nice comments and patience. We went back to making dinner. I bent down and licked the precum I had leaked on the floor which was more than I thought. We finally sat down and ate dinner. It was difficult sitting with the plug up my ass. "You will get used to the feel of the plug in your pussy" he said smiling "It feels a bit uncomfortable and its right against my prostate" I said. My cock was also hard and leaking. He looked over and grabbed my cock and gave it a few tugs. I moaned and pushed towards his hand. Then he wiped my cock of all the precum and stuck it in my fingers and I licked it clean. We ate dinner and talked about work and maybe taking a vacation together after I get knocked up. I started to get used to the plug while sitting down but it did keep me aroused. Also walking aroused also started to feel good to me. We finished eating dinner and I cleaned the kitchen while Rick went to go relax on the couch and watch TV. When I was done I joined him on the couch and we watched TV. I moved around a bit to find a comfortable position with the plug in me. Sitting a little on my side helped. It had been a long day and as we were watching TV I fell asleep. I started to feel wet on my leg and then woke up. Rick was playing with the butt plug teasing my hole and my cock was leaking a lot of precum. Without saying a word, he pulled down my shorts and pulled out the plug and rammed his hard cock into me. I yelled as his thrust was hard and his cock had no lube. Once it got in I still had his cum in my hole. "Fuck your pussy is so wet boy and tight. Its squeezing my cock pulling me in. Its hungry for Daddy's cock isn't it baby" he said I moaned as he started to fuck me and hit me in those right spots. "Yes Daddy my pussy is hungry for your huge cock and it wants your charged cream" I moaned pushing my ass back on his stick. He started to pound me in that position with me partially on my side. I touched my cock and he hit my hand away. "Don't touch your little cock. Your cunt is all that matters" he said pounding his meat deep into my stomach. He kept fucking me hard. At the angle and what way I was laying I swear I felt him in my stomach. There was no kissing, no touching no making out, this was just him fucking me and impregnating me with his seed. I started to feel that warmth in my hole and started to cum hard. I shot all over the couch and could feel my ass convulse. "Fuck your cunt is squeezing my cock....Ohhhh yeah boy milk it. Drain all my POZ nut honey. Use your cunt for Daddy" he moaned still fucking me. After about another 5 minutes of slow pumping he finally pulled out put in my mouth to clean him up and then he stuck the plug back in my ass. "This always belongs in your pussy, understand" he said "Yes Daddy" I said. I licked up all my cum on the couch. We both brushed out teeth and went to bed. He gave me a kiss and then turned over and was snoring right away. I had more of his cum in me. I was happy.

Those days were heady ones for sure ... there was a bar in downtown Rock Island - can't recall the name - with a gh in the men's room that almost always had guys in the stalls sucking each other off. Come to think of it, I think the name was Hunters? Always "live" music, different genre's, great burgers, etc. Whatever the name, that was my initiation to the "gloryhole experience". And no, I don't even remember who the guy was, but I sure remember the event !!!

I'm decorated with those tattoos to show what I like - getting loads while in a sling. And I collect ideas for further tattoos.

I miss the gloryholes at almost every univerisity or College. There always at least one bathroom know for cruising and it had a gloryhole. But sudenly they all disappeared from the universities and moved to the saunas. Saunas never had gloryholes because they had to pretend being about "health" or gym, and gloryholes would have been hard to justify. The first sauna that had gloryholes was in Montreal, Rue Rachel. The darker room in the back had 3 cubicles with GH between them and became popular right away. Because of the gloryholes I started to go there often. Until GHs started to appear in almost every sauna.

This was a hot read which I really enjoyed. I hope Rick pozzes him and knocks him up really good

I have to say I really miss this. I started doing it when I was 20. It has never really been a thing where I live now, at least in the 19 years I've lived here. Through my travels, I haven't found that it has disappeared everywhere, and have definitely enjoyed hooking up this way when I'm somewhere where it is still a thing. I'm almost always cognizant of trying to it in a way that I won't be caught by those that aren't interested, but absolutely love the exhibitionist and group aspects of it when done in way that mitigates risks and can be found by others seeking the same thing. It usually drives me nuts when I see guys doing it in a way that is likely to get caught by non-cruisers and risk bring law enforcement action to the cruising spots. I was really disappointed to learn on my recent trip to Palm Springs that they were going through a major crackdown on outdoor cruising spots, but also saw enough brazenly bad behavior in my recent visits to understand why it reached that point.

I’d just got out the shower when I heard a knock at my door. I shouted out that I’d be just a a minute and quickly dried myself off. I took a second while doing so to check myself out in the mirror – call me vain, but I’d been hitting the gym recently and was enjoying the effect on my body. I’d been a bit chubby through my teen years, but now at 21 I was finally pretty happy with what I saw looking back at me from the mirror – a fairly toned physique, dark hair on my chest and legs. A happy side effect of the weight loss was my admittedly average sized cock was even a bit bigger looking – every little helps, y’know? I finished quickly drying and wrapped the towel around my hips as I crossed my flat to the door. I opened the door without checking through the peep hole first – my first mistake of the evening but certainly not my last. Standing on the other side was my landlord , Steven. I managed not to let out the groan I felt like making as I noticed who it was, instead arranging my face into what I hoped was a winning smile. His eyes trailed up my still damp body before he met my eyes and returned my painted on smile with a much more lecherous one of his own. To be honest, the guy gave me the creeps, but I needed to try to keep him sweet because I was 2 weeks overdue on my rent and didn’t get paid till next week. He was a couple inches shorter than me and at least 30 years older, his thinning hair was greasy and dyed an unconvincing shade of black and looked and smelled like he hadn’t showered in a week. He scratched at his belly trough a stained white vest as he continued to leer at me for a moment before he spoke. “Hey, didn’t catch you at a bad time did I?” his face quite clearly expressed that he wasn’t at all concerned about this as he took the opportunity to try and make out my cock through the towel. “Oh, hi, eh, kind of yeah. Could we maybe speak tomorrow?” I tried to take the chance at hopefully ending the conversation as I closed the door. Steven stopped the door from closing with his foot. “Not really, its about the rent. I think I’d better come in so we can have a chat.” He didn’t wait for an answer and pushed in past me, his hand ‘accidentally’ grazing my cock through the towel as he did. He crossed the hall and dropped down onto my sofa, right in the middle with his arms spread out across the back – it was only a two seater so I’d have had to practically squeeze in next to him to sit. I opted instead to sit perched awkwardly on the foot stool, feeling a little exposed there still just wrapped in my towel. “Look, I know I’m a bit behind, but I get paid next week, and I’ll get you…” “You told me the same thing last week,” Steven cut me off, “’Soon’ doesn’t cut it. Rent is due when it’s due. I’m going to need to start looking at evicting you.” My heart sank – the flat was shit, but it was way cheaper than anything else around here and I could still barely afford it. “Shit, no...no wait, lets not be...surely there’s something…” I stammered out. “Weeeellll,” Steven drawled “I might consider waiting another week… if you were to make me happy. You want me happy, don’t you?” “I mean, of course, whatever you need,” I said, nodding. “What I need, is a lap dance. I’m horny as fuck and need to blow off some steam.” “Whoa, what? Listen, I’m not, y’know, obviously it’s cool or whatever, but I’m not gay…” “Did I ask? I don’t care if you’re into it or not, I just want to enjoy that body of yours. And I'm sure you'll have a ...positive experience. But, if you prefer to go down the other route, I suppose you better start packing…” Fuck! I couldn’t lose this place, but just the idea of giving this dirty old man a lap dance was horrifying! What choice did I have though. I was shaking a little as I stood up, was I actually going to do this? I took one step towards the leering man on my couch, I sighed and tried to think of something else as I turned to face the wall. One hand holding the towel about my waist I lowered myself a little and stuck my ass out and gyrated half-heartedly. “Closer,” Steven ordered from behind me. I closed my eyes and bit my lip a little as I obeyed and took a step back towards him. I shuddered a little as I felt his hand rub down my side and over my towel-wrapped ass and tried to just keep dancing. Suddenly he bunched the towel in his fist a and ripped it off me, eliciting a gasp from me. “I didn’t say stop,” Steven growled, “and you need to actually be on my ‘lap’ for it to be a lapdance.” He placed both hands on my hips and pulled me down before I could answer and I half fell on to him. I froze for a moment, but surely this was as bad as it was going to get, right? I’m naked sitting in the lap of some old pervert, and oh my god was that his cock I could feel under me? I felt something poking me through the material of his dirty jogging trousers, right between my arse cheeks. But I needed this place. Give the guy some fun and I’d still have a roof over my head next week. I began to gyrate again, just had to get through it. After a minute or so I began to feel Steven move his hips under mine – apparently he was enjoying my attempt at a lap dance as that was now definitely his cock I could feel hardening beneath me, grinding against me. Jesus christ, how big was it? I was still hating this, but at least I was doing a good job. I put a little more into what I was doing, if I was going though with this I might as well try and make him happy. “Hang on a second,” Steven pushed me up off him briefly, pulled down the waistband of his joggers pulling out his stiffening cock. Before I could even react to this, he put his rough hands on my hips again and pulled me back down to his lap. His massive cock was now wedged between my arse cheeks, I could feel the heat of it against my skin. “That’s better, much more comfortable. Well, keep going, we’re not done yet.” Steven punctuated this order with a stinging slap of my ass. The pain shocked me back into motion, what was even happening? Was I really grinding my ass on his cock? How far was this going to go? Steven’s hands were still firmly grasping my waist and he guided me the way he wanted, sliding up and down his shaft. Now that it was out, I could smell the ripe unwashed smell much more strongly – was that his dick I could smell? The one that was being rubbed hard up against me. The one that, if I wasn’t mistaken was now oozing sticky pre-cum on my crack. Steven’s right hand left my hip and slipped round to my crotch. I gasped as his right hand encircled the base of my cock and my balls at the same time. He was wanking me and at the same time gently squeezing my balls in a way that sent confusing electric shocks of pleasure/pain shooting through my groin and up my spine. I was horrified at how far this had got out of control, but my body betrayed me as my cock stiffened and began to throb. “That’s it boy. Just you let me make you feel good. Knew you’d be a good little bitch for me.” Steven growled in my ear, at this point my head was laid back on his chest as I ground my tight little ass on his monster oozing cock – by now my crack felt slick with his precum as he slid its length and and down it. He was guiding my hips more by the hand tugging at my cock and balls than the one on my hip now, pulling more this way then the other as my hips followed. He began to pull me further and further up until finally I was almost completely off him, my back arched uncomfortably with the only points of contact being my shoulders pressed against his chest and the heat of his cock nestled between my cheeks, it’s slick tip pressed against my tight virgin asshole. He stopped for a moment, hand still but wrapped tight around my balls stopping me from moving. I moaned, partly from discomfort and I hated to admit to myself but a bit of frustration. Steven chuckled gently. “Now just you stay right there.” “Please...please don’t…” I mumbled “Don’t what boy? Seems like you’re having as much fun as me if your cocks anything to go by.” “Please don’t...don’t fuck me…” what was I saying? How had this gone this far? “Don’t worry, I’m just going to make you feel good. Does me good to feel a lad like you enjoying himself on top of me.” As he said this his left hand slid up from my hip to my throat, pulling my head back a little further and making it just a little harder to breathe. His right hand moved from my balls to encircling my now rock hard shaft. I moaned a little as he began to gently stroke me, teasingly going up and down smearing my pre-cum. A little of the tension in my body released, but this relaxation pushed my ass hole further against the oozing cock head at it’s entrance. I tried to lift my ass further away, the movement making me fuck his hand. I had to keep my core muscles tense to stop from sinking down, but the feeling of the expert hand on my cock kept distracting me. My concentration would slip and I would sink down a little, the slick precum lubricating my hole enough that it would sink just a fraction into my tight hole, the burn of the intrusion would wake me up a little and I would buck my hips up away from Steven’s dirty cock. This pattern seemed to repeat forever, each time my hole seemed to sink just a little further onto the cock before my now aching core lifted me up off of it and towards the hand teasing me, keeping my cock just on the edge but not quite over the horizon of orgasm. By this point my legs were trembling with the effort of keeping me up and my breathing was growing ragged and moaning around the pressure of the hand around my throat. Eventually I couldn’t hold the position any longer and my legs gave out – I fell just a bit too far and the entire head of his cock popped through, several inches of it sliding inside me forcefully driven by the weight of my body. My eyes opened wide and I let out a moan at the pain in my hole, I could feel it tear as it tried and failed to accommodate. My moan of pain was answered by one of pleasure from the mouth next to my ear. I tried in vain to lift myself off, but even with the motivation of the burning pain I couldn’t get my legs to obey me enough to do so. “That’s it boy. Just relax and let daddy make you feel good.” His hand kept stroking as he spoke, my cock somehow still hard. I eventually gave up trying to lift up and sank down further onto the shaft impaling me. I felt every inch of him slowly slide into my poor arse, tears falling from my now closed eyes as I gave into the inevitability of what was happening. After a minute my ass met his legs as he finally sank to the hilt. I was now sat fully on his lap, trembling and vision blurred with tears as he still had one hand around my throat and another around my shaft.

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I woke up. I went to use the bathroom and my ass was sore. As I walked the butt plug felt like it was opening all the small scrape and abrasions in my ass. I peed and came back to bed. Rick was up. "How are you doing baby" he said "I am doing ok but my ass is on fire and sore" I said "Good. That means you are raw. Get up here and bend over. I am going to take you again and breed you with my charged cum" he said Those words gave me an instant hard on. I eagerly hopped up on the bed on all fours. I felt him pull out the plug and felt what was probably blood and cum leak out of me. "Yeah your pussy is still bleeding. There is some cum. Time to recharge your cunt" he said "Yes Daddy please fuck me and cum in me." I said I turned around and kissed him with my tongue invading his mouth. He kissed back and held me. "I want you to breed me and knock me up and make me yours. I want to have your baby Daddy" I said as I kissed him again and then went down on his hard cock and sucked him for a minute then turned around and presented my ass to him. "Take me Daddy please" I said begging He put his hard head at me entrance and slowly entered me. I felt the burn as his cock went over and ripped again each scrape in my ass. I grunted in pain. He was more gentle than last night which helped but it still hurt a lot. I felt him start to pick up his pace. He was now pounding me. It hurt but I took it. I grunted in pain. He was pushing past my second ring and could feel the abrasions there too, it burned and hurt. He focused on my prostate again which provided some pleasure which made me moan a bit. He kept up and I pushed back meeting his thrust also rotating my ass and squeezing my ass which made him moan. I kept it up. I love giving him pleasure. "Oh yeah your cunt is milking me baby. Fuck your pussy feels so good." he moaned After a few minutes I felt his cock start to expand and his breathing I could tell he was on the verge and in a few strokes he started to cum "Here you go baby knocking you up" he moaned I pushed back and milked him. He kept grinding and fucking me hard. He slowed down and pulled out. He quickly replaced his cock with plug in me. I turned around and his cock had cum and a lot of blood. I wiped him off not wanting to eat my own blood. We kissed and he held me. He felt and smelled so good. "Thank you Daddy, I can't wait" I said "I know baby don't worry you will get pregnant soon" he said He got off the bed and started to get ready for work and I went to my bedroom and did the same.

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Chapter 31: Slipping the Leash Clearview University Medical. Steighn wing, high security ER ward. 00:07 MST. 1-Nov-20XX. REDACTED location. By the time Elias and Trevor made it back, the room already felt too small for what they were about to attempt. Tex stood near the foot of the bed, arms folded, eyes locked on Zero. The man lay restrained but restless, his body caught somewhere between stillness and tension, like something beneath the surface was waiting for permission to move again. The overhead lights cast a harsh sheen across his altered skin—darkened, almost grey in places, veins faintly visible beneath the surface like shadows trying to break through. The door opened quickly behind him. Tex turned. Elias stepped in first, coat half-buttoned, expression sharp and focused. Trevor followed close behind, already moving toward the counter with a small insulated container in hand. “We got it,” Trevor said, setting the container down and immediately opening it. His movements were precise, controlled—clinical in a way that felt almost reassuring given everything else going on. Tex exhaled quietly. “Good,” he said. Then, lowering his voice slightly as Elias stepped closer, “We’ve got another problem.” Elias’s eyes flicked to him. “Krell’s here.” A brief pause. Tex continued, voice tight but controlled. “He’s already in the ER. Tried to throw his weight around. I stalled him, but…” He shook his head slightly. “I think he clocked something. Not fully, but enough to start asking questions.” Elias didn’t react immediately. His attention shifted past Tex, landing on Zero. “We’ll deal with Krell when we have to,” Elias said quietly. “Right now, this comes first.” Tex watched him for a second, then nodded once. Trevor had already drawn a syringe, carefully pulling a measured dose from one of the labeled vials. Even now, in the middle of everything unraveling, he handled the process with practiced precision—checking the label, confirming the concentration, expelling a small bubble of air from the needle. “If Grant was right,” Trevor said, almost to himself, “this should interrupt the replication pathway…” Tex leaned slightly closer, watching Zero’s chest rise and fall. “Or it does nothing,” he said. Trevor didn’t look up. “We’re about to find out.” Elias stepped to the side of the bed, one hand resting lightly on the railing. “Do it.” Trevor nodded once and moved in. The needle slid into Zero’s arm cleanly, the motion quick and controlled. Trevor depressed the plunger steadily, delivering the dose in one smooth push before withdrawing the syringe. For a moment, nothing happened. The room held its breath. Then Zero’s body jerked. Not violently—just enough to make all three of them tense. His chest hitched, breath catching unevenly as his muscles tightened beneath the restraints. A low, strained sound slipped from his throat, somewhere between a groan and something less human. Tex straightened. “Okay—there it is.” Elias leaned in slightly, eyes narrowing as he watched. Zero’s skin shifted. At first it was subtle—so subtle Tex almost thought he imagined it. The unnatural grey tone began to soften, faint traces of natural color pushing through like something breaking the surface after being buried too long. The veins along his neck, once dark and pronounced, began to fade. Not disappear, but recede. Trevor stepped closer, eyes locked on the changes. “Look at that…” he murmured. Zero’s head rolled slightly to one side, his breathing still uneven but no longer as strained. His eyelids fluttered. Then slowly— His eyes opened. For a split second, they were still wrong. Too dark. Too deep. Then the black receded. Not all at once, but enough. Color returned. Real color. Tex felt something shift in his chest. “…It’s working.” No one else spoke for a moment. They just watched. Zero blinked slowly, unfocused at first, his gaze drifting across the room without recognition. But the tension in his body had changed. The rigid, unnatural stillness was gone, replaced by something closer to exhaustion than control. Trevor let out a breath he hadn’t realized he’d been holding. “It’s not a full reversal,” he said, already analyzing. “But it’s doing something. It’s interrupting the process.” Elias nodded slowly, eyes still fixed on Zero. “That’s enough.” Tex ran a hand through his hair, adrenaline starting to settle into something sharper. “If this works on him,” Tex said, “it might work on the others.” Elias turned slightly. “Then we don’t wait.” Trevor was already moving, setting the used syringe aside and reaching for the remaining vials. “Gravestone?” he said. Tex’s expression tightened. “Yeah,” he muttered. “Let’s hope we’re not too late.” — They moved fast. The moment they stepped out of Zero’s room, Elias felt the shift—the brief, fragile hope giving way to something sharper. Urgency. What they had just seen was enough to act on, but not enough to trust. Trevor kept pace beside him, already talking through the next step. “If the response holds, even partially, with the timeline you gave me, Gravestone should hopefully still be in a transitional phase,” Trevor said. “That’s where we have the best chance to interrupt—” They reached the room. Trevor pushed the door open. Elias stepped in behind him—and stopped. The bed was gone. Not empty. Gone. The space where it had been sat bare beneath the fluorescent lights, faint scuff marks tracing where the wheels had once locked into place. A monitor had been shoved aside, its leads trailing uselessly across the tile, emitting a soft, intermittent beep as it searched for a patient that was no longer there. Elias didn’t move for a second. Then his mind caught up. No damage. No signs of a struggle. This wasn’t a breach. Someone had moved him. Trevor stepped forward, scanning the room, disbelief flickering across his face. “…Oh fuck,” he muttered. Footsteps approached behind them. Elias turned as a nurse appeared in the doorway, her expression tightening as she took in the scene. “Doctor Kade—” “Where is he?” Trevor asked immediately. The nurse blinked. “The patient?” Elias stepped forward slightly, his voice calm but firm. “Where did you take him?” The nurse hesitated, then answered quickly. “Radiology. They said the portable machine wasn’t strong enough. Something about needing a larger machine because of his size—” Elias felt the weight of that settle instantly. Radiology. Trevor’s tone sharpened. “Who approved that?” “I—I don’t know,” the nurse said. “They just said it was necessary—” “Where is it?” Elias asked. Trevor turned to Elias immediately, already thinking ahead. “Radiology’s one floor down,” he said quickly. “Take the main stairwell—its faster than the elevators. You’ll hit imaging first, he’s probably in one of the rooms down the main hall on the left.” Elias nodded once. Behind him, Trevor was already stepping back. “I’ll find Tex,” Trevor added. “He needs to know what happened—” “Do it,” Elias said. He didn’t wait. The hallway narrowed around him as he moved. Not quite running—but close enough that people stepped out of his way without being asked. The background noise of the ER faded behind him as his focus locked forward. They had moved Gravestone. Put him somewhere isolated. Unprepared. Elias pushed through the stairwell door and started down, taking the steps two at a time. Radiology meant closed rooms. Minimal staff. No containment. His jaw tightened slightly. If the cure worked, there was still a chance. If it didn’t— Elias picked up speed. Because either way, he needed to get there first. Before Gravestone got loose. — The light came first. Too bright. Too sharp. It pressed against his eyelids, dragging him upward through a heavy, fractured fog. For a moment, he didn’t move. Didn’t think. Just existed in that slow, suspended space where nothing quite made sense. Then the sound reached him. A low mechanical hum. The steady whir of imaging equipment cycling nearby. Voices—faint, muffled, just beyond the room. Hospital. That realization surfaced slowly. And with it— Weight. Gravestone’s awareness sharpened just enough for him to register the pressure across his body. Tight. Restrictive. Not just straps—something more rigid beneath him. His back pressed flat against a hard board, his shoulders pinned in place, his arms secured at his sides. His eyes opened. The ceiling above him was unfamiliar—smooth panels, harsh overhead lighting. Radiology. The pieces didn’t fall neatly into place, but they didn’t need to. The environment was wrong. More wrong than the restraints. He shifted. Or tried to. The straps held firm, biting slightly as tension ran through his muscles. A flicker of irritation surfaced—quick, instinctive. Then something else moved beneath it. Not a thought. A presence. It didn’t speak in words. It didn’t need to. It simply arrived. Cold. Certain. Absolute. Get up, Nathan. Gravestone’s breath hitched slightly. The fog in his mind didn’t clear—it fractured. Fragments of memory slammed into place out of order. Faces. Orders. The last mission. The moment everything had gone wrong— and beneath all of it, something new. A network. He could feel it now. Other minds. Distant but connected. Moving. Thinking. And above them all—Him. The Alpha. The command pressed down again, heavier this time. Move. Gravestone’s fingers flexed against the restraints. The material creaked. “Careful—careful—don’t shift him yet.” The voice came from somewhere to his left. Gravestone turned his head slightly. A male radiology tech stood beside the bed, leaning over him, one hand braced against the edge of the hard board beneath him. Another tech, female, lingered near the doorway, uncertain. “We need that board centered for the next image,” the first tech continued, clearly focused on the task in front of him. “He’s too big for the portable—this is the only way we get a clear image.” Gravestone watched him. The man didn’t notice. “Hey,” the tech called over his shoulder, voice tightening slightly, “can you go grab someone from the ER? I don’t like how he’s waking up.” The second tech hesitated. “And page security,” the first added quickly. “Just in case.” Footsteps retreated from the doorway. The room quieted again. Gravestone’s attention returned to the man leaning over him. He could hear his heartbeat. Fast. Nervous. Ripe for infection. The Alpha’s presence pressed in again. Stronger now. Closer. We don’t have the time. Get up. Gravestone’s muscles responded. The strap across his chest tightened as his body shifted against it. The board beneath him scraped slightly as his shoulders lifted a fraction of an inch before the restraints forced him back down. The tech froze. “…Sir?” he said carefully, hands still braced on the board. “You need to stay still. We’re just trying to take pictures to see what bones are broken.” Gravestone didn’t respond. He tested the restraints again. Not with panic, but with intent. The material strained this time, the faint sound of stitching pulling under pressure. The tech stepped back half a pace. “Okay,” he said, voice and tone rising just slightly. “Yeah, no—don’t do that.” Gravestone turned his head toward him fully now. Their eyes met. For a moment, the room went still. The tech swallowed. “You’re okay,” he said quickly, more to himself than to Gravestone. “We just need to—” The command hit again. Harder. Move. Gravestone’s entire body tensed. The strap across his right arm snapped first with a sharp crack, the force sudden and decisive. The board beneath him shifted as his shoulder lifted, the restraint tearing free from its anchor point. The tech flinched back. “Oh—shit—” The second strap followed. Then another. The sound of tearing material filled the room as Gravestone forced himself upright against the board, the remaining restraints groaning under the pressure. The tech stumbled backward, hitting the counter behind him. “Security!” he shouted, voice breaking now. “I need security in here—now—” Gravestone sat up fully. The board shifted with him, sliding slightly as the last of the restraints gave way. For a brief moment, he simply sat there. Still. Centered. The fog in his mind was gone now. Replaced with clarity. Purpose. The Alpha’s presence settled over him like a shadow. And beneath it— That image again. The next target. Gravestone stood and the tech tried to move. Too slow. Gravestone’s hand shot out, catching him by the front of his shirt and slamming him back against the counter hard enough to rattle the equipment behind him. The man gasped, breath knocked out of him. Gravestone leaned in slightly, studying him for a second. Almost curious. Then his attention shifted past him—toward the door. Toward the hallway beyond. Leave that one there and return to me. Gravestone smiled faintly. “Yeah, yeah…” he murmured. “I’m on it.” Gravestone took a deep breath in, and in one fluid motion, spit a large glob of slime into the man’s face. He kicked and tried to scream for a few moments, until the tech sagged as Gravestone released him, sliding down against the counter. Gravestone looked back. “Pity,” he growled out. “Would have been a fun one to fuck.” He stepped over the edge of the board as it slid off the bed behind him and moved for the door. Out into the hallway. And toward his target. — The hallway opened up in front of him, long and sterile under fluorescent light. Gravestone moved through it without hesitation. People noticed—but too late. A nurse glanced up from a chart, confusion flickering across her face as he passed. A patient being wheeled past turned their head, eyes widening. Someone called out behind him—uncertain, questioning—but no one moved fast enough to stop him. He didn’t run. He didn’t need to. Every step was deliberate. Grounded. Controlled. The Alpha’s presence sat at the center of his thoughts now, steady and unrelenting. Not overwhelming—but guiding. A pressure at the back of his mind, shaping direction, reinforcing purpose. The image remained clear. Somewhere ahead. Gravestone turned a corner. And stopped. Krell had just stepped back into the corridor when he saw him. For a split second, his brain didn’t process what he was looking at. A man—no, something that had once been a man—standing in the middle of the hallway. Barefoot. Unrestrained. Shoulders squared like he owned the space he stood in. Recognition hit a moment later. “What in the…Briggs?” The name came out automatically. Then everything else followed. The posture. The size. The face. Wrong. All of it – wrong. Krell seemed to shudder as if he felt something unfamiliar crawl up the back of his spine. “How the hell are you here—” he started, stepping forward, instinct overriding caution. Gravestone tilted his head slightly. The movement wasn’t confused. It was… assessing. Then he smiled. Not the easy, controlled expression Krell likely remembered from briefings and command rooms. Something sharper. Something that didn’t belong. Krell stopped. The hallway seemed to narrow around them. “…What is this?” Krell asked, his voice tightening despite himself. “What are you doing here?” Gravestone took a step forward. Slow. Measured. “Oh, come on now… you don’t recognize your own work?” he asked, voice lower now, carrying a strange edge that hadn’t been there before. “Although, I must admit, the way you limited the growth with poor Zero definitely pales in comparison to letting the virus replicate naturally." Krell’s jaw tightened. “This… the virus wasn’t supposed to do this,” he said. “Stand down, soldier.” Gravestone laughed. The sound echoed slightly in the empty corridor, wrong in a way that made the space feel colder. “Stand down?” he repeated. “You think you still get to give orders? We all got to feel what you put Mason through. Took all the pleasure out of it. Perhaps it was time you got a taste of your own… medicine.” Another step. Closer now. Krell didn’t move. Didn’t step back. Didn’t yield. “Whatever this is,” Krell said, forcing control back into his voice, “you are still under my command—” Gravestone closed the distance in a blur. One second there was space between them. The next— Krell was off the ground. Gravestone’s hand closed around his throat, lifting him effortlessly until his feet left the floor. Krell’s back hit the wall behind him with a dull, jarring impact, the breath forced out of his lungs in a sharp gasp. For a moment, he couldn’t speak. Couldn’t think. His hands came up instinctively, gripping at Gravestone’s wrist, trying to pry it loose. It didn’t budge. Gravestone leaned in slightly, his expression shifting into something almost amused. “You think you’re in any position to give orders anymore? You used us,” he said quietly. “Turned us into test subjects. Guinea pigs. Sent us in blind and called it strategy.” Krell forced air back into his lungs in short, shallow bursts, his vision beginning to blur at the edges. “That was—protocol—” he managed, voice strained. Gravestone’s grip tightened. “Sure,” he said. “Definitely didn’t leave us out of the loop so you could see how your new toy worked in the field. And now look at us.” He tilted his head slightly, eyes locking onto Krell’s. “We’re the ones at the top now.” Krell’s face darkened, the pressure cutting off his airway, his hands still useless against the iron grip at his throat. “You thought you were building soldiers,” Gravestone continued, voice calm—too calm. “Turns out you built something far better. We are gods without a leash.” Krell’s vision flickered. Likely for the first time that night— He looked afraid. — “Put him down.” The voice cut through the moment. Gravestone’s head turned slightly. Elias stood at the far end of the corridor, shoulders squared, eyes locked onto him. He had arrived just in time. Or far too late. Gravestone smiled. “Reaper,” he said, almost pleased. “Perfect timing. I was just meaning to speak to you about some things.” Elias didn’t move closer. Didn’t reach for a weapon. His gaze flicked briefly to Krell—face darkening, body going slack—then back to Gravestone. “Put him down,” Elias repeated, firmer this time. Gravestone looked back at Krell for a moment, as if considering it. Then he gave a soft, almost thoughtful hum. “This one?” he said. “This is the one you should be thanking for creating all of us.” He lifted Krell slightly higher for emphasis. “He’s the reason all of this happened,” Gravestone continued. “The reason we got turned into this. Don’t think I can’t smell his gift growing in you too, Elias. I can feel how much you’re fighting against him. Would be much better if you just gave in and joined us.” Keep him distracted, Gravestone. I almost have what I need. Gravestone’s smile sharpened as he watched Elias, head tilting slightly like he was studying something beneath the surface. “You feel it too, don’t you?” he murmured, voice low and coaxing. “That pull. That itch you can’t quite scratch.” He took a slow step closer, eyes locked on Elias like he was peeling him apart layer by layer. “Don’t pretend you didn’t feel it at the gym. The moment it happened—how good it felt. Not just in your head… in your bones. Like something finally clicked into place.” His grin widened, cruel and knowing. “That wasn’t me, Reaper. That wasn’t the Alpha. That was all you.” He circled slightly, not breaking eye contact. “And it’s still there, isn’t it? Sitting right behind your thoughts. Every person you look at, every heartbeat you hear—it’s whispering. Telling you how easy it would be.” His voice dropped further, almost intimate now. “How right it would feel to just let go for a second… to stop fighting it and give in.” He paused, watching for the smallest reaction. “You didn’t hate it,” he added softly. “That’s the part that scares you. You liked it.” Krell’s hands slipped slightly against Gravestone’s wrist, his strength failing. Gravestone’s smile widened. Elias didn’t move, but the words lodged deeper than he wanted to admit. It wasn’t just noise—wasn’t just Gravestone trying to get under his skin. There had been something at the gym. A moment. A flicker of… not satisfaction, no—he refused to call it that—but something dangerously close. His jaw tightened as he forced the thought down, hard, like crushing glass underfoot. That wasn’t me. It couldn’t be. He knew exactly what this was—an infection, a manipulation, a chemical lie dressed up as instinct. But even as he told himself that, he could feel it—faint, persistent—like an echo that didn’t belong to him, brushing against his thoughts, nudging, suggesting. Elias focused on his breathing, on the weight of the syringe still hidden at his side, on anything real, anything his. He would not let something else decide what he was. Not now. Not ever. “Hmmm… keep telling yourself you're the good guy here, Reaper. I can hear your mind scrambling to fight it. Meanwhile, I think I’ll keep him,” he said lightly. “Break him down. See what’s left when he finally stops fighting.” His tone shifted—even darker now as his attention briefly turned to Krell. “Maybe I’ll make him… useful. I could use a bootlicking footrest when I kick back with a cigar. Would you like that, Krell? Get a taste of your own medicine?” Elias’s stance didn’t change. But something in his expression hardened. “Commander Briggs... Put him down,” Elias said again. This time, his hand moved slightly behind his back. Gravestone noticed the syringe. His eyes flicked down, then back up. And he laughed. “Seriously? A little prick from a prick like you? What are you planning on doing with it? You gonna fix me? Neuter me like a dog?” he asked, turning his head to the side, his mocking tone turning cold and bitter. “Is that what that is?” Elias didn’t answer. Gravestone leaned in slightly, voice dropping. “Just know… If you’re not with us,” he said, “you’re against us. And after that little stunt your cocky boyfriend pulled with the ambulance? I’m playing dirty now, too.” The words landed heavy in the space between them. Then— He moved. Krell’s body was suddenly airborne as Gravestone released him and threw him forward. Elias reacted instantly, stepping in and catching him before he hit the ground, the impact still driving him back a step as he absorbed the weight. By the time Elias looked up, Gravestone was already gone and moving fast, quickly disappearing down the corridor. Still following the Alpha’s command faintly echoing in his ears. Return to me. I have what I need now.

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Part IV Mikal Yesterday was great, it started out with my twin brother fucking himself on my cock, we had cleaned up playing piss games in the shower then cleansed each other, got ready for school and suffered from the drudgery of schoolwork. After classes let out, I went to swim practice with Andy, Jake and Marc meeting us in the locker room giving us kisses and gropes before heading off to the football locker room to prepare for tonight’s game. Andy and I swam laps for just over an hour when coach blew his whistle ending practice. We got dressed and headed over to the football field, securing some good seats for the game. Most of my swim mates joined us in the stands as the team took the field for warmups, stretching and tossing the ball around to get limbered up for the game, after about 45 minutes the other team came out for their warmups and our team went back into the team locker room. My parents arrived with the other parents and students, I noticed Alec and Ben arriving and flagged them over, mom and dad sat a half dozen rows back from my little group. I’d like to say it was a great game, but our team so outperformed the opposition that the score was lopsided fo the entire event. About three quarters from the end I noticed mom on her phone, most likely ordering pizza to be delivered shortly after the game ended. The game reached the end and fans streamed onto the field, Andy and I coordinated with our teammates to meet up at my house, for the after-game party, Andy, Danny , Conner, Eric and I, exited the stands and proceeded to the parking lot where we climbed in Andy’s car and he drove us to my house. Upon arriving at the house Andy parked his car behind the last door, we walked in the front door to be greeted my mom and dad, who informed us a small group was already downstairs, after the boys got hugs from mom and handshakes from dad we started towards the staircase, the doorbell rang and I went to open it, before me stood Milo and Mikey delivering pizza, Milo was a former swimmer on our team having graduated last fall, he was 19 about 5’11 and had a great body, Mikey was a senior football player, when I was a freshman, so he was 22 stood about 6’1 and had been playing at the local college for the past couple of years. They were carrying five warmer bags filled with pizza, I called the boys over and we helped carry them down to the playroom, mom following, we placed the pizzas on the counter and mom slipped Mikey a tip. I turned to Milo and Mikey “what time you off, because you’d be welcome to come by after and enjoy the celebration” I winked at Mikey, Milo indicated he’d be off around 8 thirty and Mikey said he’d be off around 9 thirty. I informed them that lockdown would occur at between 10:30 and 11 so if they wanted to stay they were welcome, I suggested they bring a change of clothes if they did want to stay. The delivery boys left and mom had already laid out the pizzas and had pulled out about a half dozen 2 liter bottles of soda and set them on the counter. The few guests that had arrived early began gathering plates of pizza and cups of soda. I wandered around mingling with the early crowd, off to the side of the kitchen I spotted a group of guys who were chatting amongst themselves, not really interacting with the rest. I walked over to them and said hi. “oh wow man I hope you don’t mind us showing up , kind of crashing your party, we’ll leave if you want us to” the taller guy closest to me stammered “it’s cool you can stay on one condition” I replied back “I’m Frank, this is Leo, Matt, Sammy, Miles, Todd and Howard” he indicated pointing to each guy as he named them off, I smiled at him and the others “ the condition is that you each meet one new person who you haven’t talked to before and start making new friends”. I pulled the group down the hall away from the kitchen “ now I have seen you all around school and in Marc’s and my classes but you were always so quiet and reserved, Dudes it’s senior year, you guys missed out on a lot of good times with us and our posse” there is a sleep over after the main party ends and the majority of our guest will be departing, but youre welcome to stay after lockdown and get to know everyone you have been too shy to say hello to over the years”, o led them towards the gym showing them around, “this is our home gym, and behind it is where you will find the locker room, bathroom and showers” they all looked a little intimidated but grins were beginning to show on their faces “if you decide you want to stay, I suggest you use the lockers to stow your clothes, at least strip down to your undies, the lockers are easy to use just input a four digit code in then repeat, if it flashes green lights at you can close the door and press the lock mechanism in to lock.” They looked at me with lust, or confusion in their eyes, I hugged each of them then told them to go mingle, the party was just getting started. They were shy but most definitely not unattractive, they were cute in that nerdy sort of way, I had high hopes for them integrating into our group. As I passed the staircase Marc and Jake were coming down, I greeted them each with a hug and a kiss, Jake’s kiss lasted much longer and tongues were involved, I noticed Frank and Leo watching, adjusting their cocks in their pants, it brought a smile to my face. Imspent the next two hours chatting with my friends and acquaintances playing Foose ball and pool, Jake and Andy started playing on the Xbox, several of the guys did light workouts in the gym, the ability to strip down and show off their goods. I noticed the Geek squad had indeed tried to mingle and get to know the other party goers. At quarter past 10 Marcus started letting everyone know the doors close in half an hour. The crowd began to thin as the hour drew near, I went to the locker room and stripped off my shorts and polo shirt and slipped into basketball shorts and a muscle shirt, I noticed the Geek guys had come in and began stripping down, putting their clothes in lockers, here of them were actually wearing Andrew christen jock briefs and the other guys were in Jock straps. Overall, they were hot, and ready to be adventurous 11 o’clock approached and Marcus slid the pocket door across the staircase, thus limiting the noise filtering upstairs, and effectively beginning lockdown. I grabbed my phone and opened the app that controlled the lights and set the lights in the gym, locker room, bathroom and showers to a deep red at like 20 percent, the dim glow made it feel intimate and sleezy. I set the lights in the kitchen and theater a pale purple at 15 percent. I then brought up the security app and turned on all the cameras throughout the playroom. Marcus had changed out of his linen shorts and button-down shirt into a muscle shirt and running shorts. Andy and Jake were finishing up on an Xbox game and soon joined me and Marcus on the recliners; I pulled up our streaming app and switched the televisions to stream from Andy’s laptop. A few of our posse began pulling out the Airbeds from the cabinets and starting the inflate sequence. The first couple videos were light porn, guys kissing and making out, some hand jobs and blowjobs, then the videos were beginning to get into hard core. Guys all around us were making out and stroking each other, a few had gotten into heavier action, my Make out session with Jake had gone from kissing his way down my body and sucking my cock to turning me into the back of the recliner and spreading my ass, rimming my hole, as I looked over the back I could see Ben and Alec spit roasting Danny then Gabe, Eric and Conner had taken Milo and Frank and were plowing their holes while Sammy and Miles were laying under them sucking their cocks. The moans and groans and blissful outcries filled the air, the sounds of fucking from the screen playing in the background. As the witching hour approached the sounds of sex had diminished snd the light snoring of contented boys filled the room, Jake and I moved down to one of the airbeds as most of the guys from the recliners, it was a mass of flesh on the floor, the videos ran out and the projector turned off, casting the room into almost complete darkness. I was soon asleep with Jake as my little spoon. I awoke with my morning wood wedged between Jake’s ass cheeks my precum drooling into his lower back, I felt a hard cock pressing against my ass and looked over to find Milo snuggled next to me, I nibbled Jakes neck and ear until he awoke and whispered in his ear “time to hit the gym sleepyhead, he rolled off the mattress and I followed, we headed into the gym naked, I spread a towel over the universal bench and set it at a incline then slid the pin in for 125 pounds I lay down on the bench, while Jake took to the treadmill setting it fo a 7 minute mile, he began running as I did my set. Jake came over to me after his jog and played with my semi hard cock, lifting my left leg up to expose my ass, I took it and placed it behind my elbow and the bar on the universal, he did the same to my right leg and I found myself curled over, my puffy hole winking at Jake, my cock fell across my face and I took it into my mouth, Jake began sucking on my rosebud and soon got some cream out from the previous night. He spat it back on my hole and slid his cock into the inviting orifice while I sucked about 6 inches down my throat of my own man meat, Jake fucked my hole with a combination of quick short strokes and long slow ones, hitting my prostate on every downward stroke, I was soon gulping down my own jizz as he began shooting his morning load inside my intestines. Being spent and performing for a audience that had gathered Jake pulled out, lowering my legs back to the floor, we both bowed to a round of applause, then headed into the showers rincing down the previous nights spunk and sweat, cleansing each other’s bodies. I reached into my locker and pulled out a tank top, some basketball shorts, a jock strap and shoes and socks, I dressed quickly as did Jake and we headed out to the kitchen where several of the guys were having coffee and chatting, some were still naked, some in undies or jock straps I noticed that the Geek squad had split up and were interacting with a variety of the guys. I clanged a fork on a cup to get everyone’s attention: “ok guys we need to gather up the blankets and toss them in the laundry minecart, and deflate the air beds, those of you who have yet to hit the showers, please break down at least one airbed or gather some blankets before heading in to shower and get dressed, meet me at the staircase in 15 minutes and we’ll head up to the breakfast my mom has laid out” We cleaned up the playroom and gathered at the door to the stairs, I slid it open and we ascended to the main floor. Mom had set out a buffet of scrambled eggs, bacon, pastries, hash brown potatoes, along with juice dispensers filled with iced tea and orange juice. We made up plates and headed out to the deck where tables and chairs were set up, the group ate at various rates some finishing before others and then broke down their folding chairs, placing them against the railing, when everyone had finished, I coordinated passing the table and chairs down to the patio, to be used later during the party. As everyone gathered on the patio I handed out some assignments as we set up for the party, a group of guys set up the tables and chairs on the larger part of the patio while others set up tables for the buffet table, mom pulled out a portable salad bar and I assigned a couple of guys to go into the playroom kitchen to get ice. I sent a large portion of guys to the shed next to the pool house to bring out more tables and chairs, along with another 8 chaise lounges, and four double wide chaise lounges. A group also grabbed a plastic shelving unit and placed it near the pool house entrance, going in to the pool house and grabbing a stack of towels to place on the shelving unit, some also set up the volleyball net, the baskets full of balls and flag football equipment and such. By the time we finished it was just before noon and the yard looked great, ready for the festivities. I walked back to the outdoor kitchen and Mom introduced me to the six caterers she hired from her classes, there was Logan, Pete, Sara, Camden, Kelly, and Paul. Mom informed me they were there until 5 but were told they could stay and enjoy the party if they so desired, the guys were excited about that and two of them had gym bags with a change of casual clothes. I grabbed Logan and had him follow me to the pool house and we stowed the gear in a locker. Then let him get back to work, the four Guy caterers were very good looking and sexy as hell in their black slacks and button-down white shirts and black bow ties. They set up the buffet and Logan took over for dad on the B-B-Q, grilling brats, hamburgers and chicken drumsticks. Logan cooked them to perfection then place them in hotel pans and slid them into a warmer next to the grill. The others set up th salad bar, and the drink stations. Soon it was around one and guest began arriving, I had sent the guys into the playroom letting them get cleaned up and ready for the party shortly after the caterers arrived allowing them time to relax after all the set up. Marcus Andy and I arrived back at the house shortly after mom had started the breakfast buffet, we quickly showered the sweat off of us then dressed for the day, we headed upstairs to the kitchen grabbed a plate of food and headed out to the deck, after scarfing down our food, we helped Mik, who was a great coordinator, keep everyone on task, we got the buffet area ready, got the sandlot area ready for volleyball, set up the ball baskets with volleyballs, badminton equipment, flag football equipment, and set up goal post on the grass. We hauled out all the extra chaise lounges and set them up around the pool, set up a rack of towels and helped Mik in anyway we could. The caterers had arrived and we helped bring out the food and they set it up, Dad was grilling the meat and one of the caterers then took over for him, allowing him to go get ready for the guest. I sent groups of guys in to the playroom and had them clean up and get dressed for the party, they kicked back watching a gay movie on the screen as Andy and I finally came in to shower again and get ready for the party, I slipped on a pair of trunk style speedos and basketball short over them, a nice tank top and Andy slipped on speedo’s and khaki shorts and a loose fitting tee. It was close to 1 and we began hearing voices outside so we started rallying the guys outside, there were a wide assortment of guest, guys from Mik and My teams, people form my dad’s work, associates of my mom’s, non-athletic friends from school, classmates and some people who we had gotten to know over the years as we grew up. We had our posse and a few extras that had recently acquired including the guys who Mik referred to as the Geek squad, they were nerdy but damn they were cute. At 2 o’clock the lunch bell rang and the crowd moved towards the buffet line and grabbed food and drink, we had been spread out throughout the yard, in the pool, playing volleyball or badminton, or running around playing a game of flag football. In all there must have been 150 guests, lunch took a while to get through the double buffet line but it was worth it, the caterers were great and helped keep everything stocked and my libido soaring as they were cute and the bulges indicated they might be fun to play with when they got off at 5. Lunch was cleaned up and most went back to what they had been doing before, at four Mik and I were called to the patio and a sheet cake was brought out with 18 candles on it, happy birthday was sung to us and we blew out the candles, logan the lead caterer cut the cake and the others helped distribute the delicious dessert. An ice cream bar was set up and soon everyone had ice cream and cake. We opened the presents which had been brought, I noticed the caterers had disappeared only to reemerge in plain clothes, shorts and tee or muscle shirts or tank tops, they looked even hotter in sexy garb. After the presents were opened Mom and dad got a couple of the guys to haul it up to the spare room, and the grownups retreated to the house. We got in a couple more games of volleyball and flag football as well as took dips in the pool to cool down on occasion. As dusk approached the crowd thinned out, many of the older guest who were friends of my mom and dad, left the younger crowd to celebrate, the extended family members departed as well, the friends who were not into our scene disappeared and what was left was our core group of friends and a few curious onlookers. As it got darker out the outdoor lights began illuminating and the pool light came on. I lay on a double chaise with Andy, intermittently making out and just generally observing the remaining crowd, several of the guys in the pool had shucked their suits and were skinny dipping, thrashing about playing grab ass, most of the chaise lounges were occupied with guys making out or stroking their members.

want? sure, everyone's a bottom these days, but.... between depression, anti-depressants, high blood pressure meds, age, tina dick, anxiety, etc: gay crushing is experiencing an ED outbreak no one wants to talk about. then there is the increased de-socialization caused by social media, bars closing, etc that the apps feed into. my first month on the apps i foolishly agreed to top several unseen strangers, only to find out face 2 face that something(s) was/were "off" and there was no way i could deliver on my promises. i then changed all my profiles. i may not be an exclusive bottom, but i play one on the apps. 😜

I had another anon encounter with an unexpected ending. Many years ago I was at Spa Excess in Toronto checking out the dark room on the 3rd floor. On the shadows I could see a young tall guy and when he saw me looking at him he said "Hi, how are you?" By his accent I knew he was a Latino guy, which I love because of their uncut cocks. We went to my room and as Latinos do, we fooled around but while chatting. We eventually got into the serious action and he ended up fucking me and giving me his load. I was planning a future trip to his city so we was supposed to take a shower and come back to my room to exchange contact information. But he never came back, because his uncut cock was really nice and knew how to fuck. Months later I was online in South America looking for anon sex, waiting with a hood showing only my eyes. I remember that it was through MS Messenger that a guy contacts me and wanted to drop by. I waited for him with my hood on, sucked his uncut cock and he eventually fucked me and ended up breeding me. He eventually pulled out and lay down to relax, and he asked me to take my hood off. When I did, he sais "You are the Canadian guy from the sauna in Toronto". He stayed that night and fucked me once more before he left. I hadn't recognized him

a really painfully big one for me, but I was so fucking horny and had seen this man several times in a bar - he knew what I wanted and I got it, out back, he sent me this the next day

Hey guys, I have written a fair amount of erotic fiction elsewhere under the username Freckleman64. This is a story I wrote (10 chapters) that I think would be fun for this site. Lots of bareback sex and, toward the end, a bit of incest. And so, so, so much cucking. So enjoy! Cucked By My Dad Chapter 01: Dad seduces my boyfriend! My name is Leo, and I’m an 18-year-old virgin. Ugh, it feels gross just to admit that. I know what you’re thinking–plenty of people don’t lose their virginities until their late teens or early twenties. What’s the issue? But you don’t understand! I want to lose my virginity more than anything, but every time I get close to a guy, my dad swoops in and ruins everything. It’s not that I think my dad is a bad guy or anything. He’s always been a good dad: kind, caring, not afraid to show emotion or be vulnerable. He was nothing but supportive when I came out of the closet a few years ago, and in our small town, that’s not something to take for granted. He’s a great husband to my mom, too. They seem so happy sometimes it honestly makes me feel a little queasy inside. But for whatever reason, he is the world’s number one cockblock. It doesn’t help that he’s objectively fucking hot. I mean, I’m not into him, obviously–he’s my dad, for Christ’s sake! Talk about yuck. But that doesn’t mean I don’t see why other guys would be all over him. It’s not like he’s got a six-pack or anything, but he’s beefy and muscular from years of working construction. I guess he’s like a bear, kind of, since he’s pretty hairy and he’s got a crew cut and that thick mustache. It’s really furry. I’m nothing like that, sadly. I’ve always been short, and I’m about as pale and smooth as a porcelain doll. But I like to think I’m hot in my own right! I get a lot of compliments on my curly brown hair and I’ve always had a perky ass. When we’re at the beach, guys are always doing a double-take to see me in my little swim trunks. Of course, then they see my dad, and they forget all about me… Anyway, enough about him. This is about my boyfriend, Kevin. He’s so dreamy! Kevin is my first-ever boyfriend, and the story of how we got together is actually really fucking cute. We’re both seniors and until recently, I never thought I could score a hunk like him. He’s an actor, and a really fucking good one. I watched him perform in Grease for all ten runs. He was such a good Danny Zuko. He’s got that dark-haired, brooding look to him, and his scruff is so fucking sexy. I actually auditioned just to be close to him, but I didn’t make the cut (that’s neither here nor there). That didn’t stop my crush, though. He was straight, as far as I knew, but I can be persistent when I want to be so I didn’t think that would be an issue. I stayed late after his final performance even though he’d never so much as said a word to me before. But when he came out from backstage, his hair still greased back, there I was in my tightest pair of shorts clutching a bouquet of daisies. “Omigosh, you were so amazing!” I said, racing over to him before any of the other fangirls had a chance to swoop in. He did that sexy head nod thing that guys do and took the flowers from me. “Thanks.” “I hope you’re going to keep acting after high school,” I said, touching his wrist. “You’re so talented.” He gave me a humble smile. “Nah, I’m going to be a mechanic like my dad.” I gasped. “No! What a loss.” He sighed and ran his fingers through his hair. “Yeah, I know. I auditioned for NYU, but… I didn’t get in.” I shook my head ruefully. “They don’t know what they’re missing. But seriously, don’t give up. We need more actors like you.” He laughed a little and scratched the back of his head. “You really think so?” One of the other actors, a tall, bro-y guy named Jason, clapped him on the shoulder. “Yo, you riding with me?” “Yeah man,” said Kevin. He looked at me for a moment, then tilted his head. “Hey… we’re having a little cast party after this. You wanna come?” My heart skipped a beat. My all-time crush was not only talking to me, but inviting me to a party. Fuck yes! “Sure,” I said nonchalantly. “Rad,” said Kevin. That was how I ended up in the backseat of Jason’s mom’s Honda Accord, headed to a party with the future love of my life. Kevin and Jason sat in the front, chatting about the play and who was gonna bring beer to the party. I just sat in the back, reveling in my good luck and workshopping my plan to get in Kevin’s pants by the end of the night. The party was at some girl’s parents’ house out in the sticks. It was already in full swing when we arrived. I could hear loud bass music thumping from inside the house before I even got out of the car. The second I walked through the door, Kevin and Jason headed straight for the beer keg, leaving me all alone. No matter. I knew how to socialize just fine, and besides, I didn’t want to come on too strong with Kevin. Better to work the room a little and then make my move once I had the lay of the land. I filled a cup full of cranberry juice and vodka and sipped at it, scanning the room of actors. I spotted the guy who played Kenickie chugging a beer in the center of the room, the foam spilling all over his tanned, shirtless torso. Rizzo was in the corner gossiping with Sandy, and they were both shooting looks at Kenickie as he burped loudly and crushed the can against his forehead. A girl stood up on the coffee table and turned the music down on her phone. I recognized her as the girl who played Principal McGee, although I think her name was Rachel or something. “Okay guys,” said Rachel (?) with a slight slur in her voice. “Who wants to play Spin the Bottlleeee?” Cheers sprang out across the room. We all gathered in a circle as Rachel (actually, now I’m thinking it was Rebecca) grabbed an empty bottle of André and placed it in the middle. For a brief moment, my heart stopped as I realized that Kevin was nowhere to be seen. But he soon emerged from the back hallway, zipping his pants. “Sorry, I had to piss!” he said as he took a seat across the circle from me. I blushed. God, to be a fly on the wall in that bathroom. The game started out simply enough–Principal McGee kissed Roger, Rizzo kissed one of the stagehands, and Sandy sucked face with Kenickie (to Rizzo’s chagrin). One of the tech girls spun the bottle and landed on the girl who did costumes, which got a lot of whoops and hollers as they swapped spit for a few seconds. Then it was Kevin’s turn, and my heart was beating out of my fucking chest. “Come on bro!” said Jason as Kevin grabbed the bottle and spun. It felt like the world stopped for a moment, the sound dropping away until all that was left was Kevin, the bottle, and me. I watched it like a hawk, praying to God or Stan or whoever had the power to stop that bottle right on me. It started to slow, and for one sickening moment I thought it might land on the disgusting little gremlin next to me, but then it stopped pointing straight. At. Me. “Thank you God/Stan/whoever,” I prayed silently. I could see the redness on Kevin’s cheeks from across the room. For a moment nobody moved, and then Jason shook his head. “Nah, you gotta reroll.” I could have strangled him. “Says who?” I asked, a little too loud. Jason laughed uncomfortably. “Come on. That’s not fair. You can’t ask a guy like Kev to suck face with another dude.” “Those two did it,” I said, pointing at the (temporary) lesbians who’d spun the bottle before me. “Yeah, but that’s different,” Kenickie chimed in. “They’re like… hot.” My face was burning. This was my moment, dammit! And yet it seemed like the room was turning against me. For a second, I thought all was lost. But then Kevin got to his knees and started crawling over to me. “Dude, what are you doing?” asked Jason. I could feel my heart thumping as he edged his way closer to me. Suddenly he was on his knees in front of me, and everyone else in the room ceased to exist. “You ready?” he asked, his voice low and wavering. I nodded. He leaned in and kissed me softly on the lips. The scratch of his unshaven face brushed against my skin as he crushed his lips against mine. He tasted like bitter hops from the beer, but it turned sweet in my mouth. I closed my eyes, savoring the moment and trying to ignore the sounds of laughter and jeering that came from all around us. Finally, he broke the kiss and leaned back, looking at me like a nervous little puppy dog. “Gross,” said Jason. I glowered at him, but Kevin was already on his feet and walking away. He didn’t go back to his spot in the circle, though–he headed for the beer keg in the kitchen instead. I waited for the attention to shift to the next couple, then slipped out of the circle and joined Kevin in the kitchen. I leaned up against the bar in what I hoped was a casual manner. “Hey,” I said. He gave me a nod but kept his eyes on the beer keg as he filled his cup. “Hey,” he said gruffly. “Are you okay?” I asked. “I know that was… kind of a lot.” He drained his beer, then crushed the cup and threw it in the trash. “You wanna go somewhere and talk?” Fuck yeah, I did. “Sure,” I said breezily. I followed him up to one of the second-floor bedrooms. From the look of the decorations, it seemed to be a little girl’s bedroom. Kevin sat down on the pink princess bed and buried his head in his hands. On the nightstand sat a framed photo of a chubby little redheaded girl in a ballerina costume, grinning at me. I turned her flat on the table–she didn’t need to see this. We sat there in silence for a moment until finally, Kevin looked up at me. His eyes were red. “There’s something you should know,” he said cryptically. I instantly popped a hardon. I crossed my legs and nodded, a beacon of sympathy. “I’m here for whatever you need to tell me.” He took a deep breath, his lip quivering. This was it, the moment I’d been waiting for. Would we do it here, in the bed? In Jason’s mom’s Honda Accord? Before I could settle on a place, he looked away again, shaking his head. I stifled a sigh of impatience. I’d waited 18 years to get fucked up the ass–surely I could wait a few more seconds for him to work through whatever macho bullshit was clearly going on in his sweet, sexy brain. Suddenly he was looking at me again, and he said in a voice barely above a whisper, “I think I might be bi.” The words landed like winning lottery numbers. I wanted to cheer and scream and grab his cock through his pants. Instead, I smiled and took his hand. “Thank you for telling me,” I said. “I’ve never told anyone,” he said, his lip trembling. “But you’re so sweet, and you brought me those flowers…” Bingo. I knew those daisies would be a one-way ticket to Pound Town. Best $12.46 I ever spent. “...I just feel like I can trust you.” He was doing those puppy dog eyes again. I needed him inside me. “Of course, you can,” I said, putting my hand on his shoulder. He hugged me, burying his face in my chest. I wrapped my arms around him, breathing in his scent. He smelled so good, like Axe body spray and hair gel and a little bit of BO. My kind of guy. We stayed like that for a moment–his face in my chest, me surreptitiously smelling his hair–but when he looked up at me, I knew immediately we both wanted the same thing. We kissed again, this time with mouths open and tongues wandering wherever they damn well pleased. I ran my fingers through his hair, pulling him into me. He grabbed my waist and lowered me onto the bed, sliding on top of me. He rubbed his cock against mine, making both of us hard as our tongues battled. I couldn’t believe it–this was really happening! Finally, after 18 years of pining and furiously masturbating to Calvin Klein ads, tonight would be the night I would lose my virginity. Stupidly, I hadn’t thought to bring any condoms or lube, but I figured Kevin was trustworthy enough and we could just use spit. But when I went to unzip his pants, he pulled away. “Wait,” he said, sitting back up. “What is it?” I asked, not caring what it was and wanting to return to pulling his cock out of his pants. “I don’t think I’m ready for this,” he said. I wanted to scream. Instead, I just said, “Oh.” “I mean, you’re amazing. And it’s not like I’ve never fucked a girl or anything. I just think… I need a little more time before I’m ready for all that… with a guy.” I nodded graciously. “I understand,” I lied. Sure, it wasn’t the night of my dreams. But it was leaps and bounds more than anything I had done before, and I was certain with time, I could work on him. We made out a little bit more that night (no more hand stuff, sadly) but soon someone was knocking on the door and Kevin kind of freaked out so we had to stop. Since then, I’ve been texting him every day, and he’s really the sweetest. We agreed to take things slow, what with him not being out and all, but I’m hoping I can convince him to at least let me blow him a little and then maybe it will feel so good he’ll give in and put it in my butt? A boy can dream. So that brings me back to my father. He saw my texts with Kevin and found out I had a boyfriend and got all overprotective, so he made me invite Kevin over for dinner so he could meet him and, I don’t know, do that whole “What are your intentions with my son?” thing. I just wanted to get the whole thing over with so we could go back to Kevin’s place and maybe do a little bit of heavy petting. Kevin was kind of intimidated by the whole thing, but he was a good sport and agreed to come over as long as I didn’t tell anyone from school. The night of the dinner he showed up right at six, a bottle of sparkling cider in one hand and a single rose in the other. “Oh my God,” I said when I opened the door. “You’re so sweet!” He grinned. “I thought you’d like it.” He handed me the flower and kissed me on the cheek. From behind me came the sound of my father clearing his throat. “So, you’re the young man who’s dating my son,” he said in that loud, booming voice of his. I turned to see him eyeing Kevin with a stern look on his face, the same one he used when he was disciplining me. I knew him enough to know he was more bark than bite, but Kevin’s face went pale. “Y-yes sir.” He handed my father the bottle of sparkling cider. “This is for you and your wife.” My dad eyed the bottle, then nodded approvingly. “I like a boy who knows his manners. I’m Jud.” He shook Kevin’s hand and gave him a warm smile. Kevin smiled bashfully. “Kevin,” he said, his voice cracking. My dad kept Kevin’s hand firmly in his and clapped him on the shoulder. “Come on in, son.” I followed them into the living room, silently cheering at how well things were going. By this rate, I’d be deflowered by dessert. “I gotta check on dinner,” my dad said as he finally let go of Kevin’s hand. “You boys get comfortable.” The second he left, I wrapped my arms around Kevin and squealed. “Babe, this is going so well! The flowers and the cider were so sweet. I didn’t know you were such a gentleman.” Kevin ignored me, still staring after my dad as he busied himself in the kitchen. It took me shaking his arm to snap him out of it. “What’s that? Oh, yeah, totally.” I frowned. “Are you alright? You’re acting kind of weird.” He shook his head. “I’m fine. I just want your dad to like me, that’s all.” I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him in close to me. “I was thinking maybe after this we could go for a drive in your car. Maybe hit up that spot by the lake?” The lake was notorious for being the go-to spot for horny teenagers. I’d always wanted to be one of those horny teens getting hot and steamy in the backseat. I figured it’d be the perfect place for a little after-dinner anal. He just nodded absentmindedly. “Sure, sure.” Dad came back a minute later wearing a small apron that said “Kiss the Cook,” a tray of small Swedish meatballs in his hand. He presented the tray to Kevin. “A little appetizer for you boys.” “Thank you, sir.” Kevin took one, his eyes lingering on my dad’s. “Oh hell yeah!” I grabbed two of them and shoved one in my mouth right away. “Ugh, Dad, you make the best meatballs.” My dad winked at Kevin. “Go ahead, try one.” Kevin slipped the meatball into his mouth, wrapping his lips around it as it disappeared inside him. When he pulled the toothpick out, it was clean. “Mmm,” he moaned, his eyes fluttering. “Now that’s a compliment,” my dad said, grinning. I grabbed another meatball and bit into it. “Hey, where’s mom? I thought she was supposed to be back from her conference by now.” “She’s stuck in that traffic on I-95,” said dad, his eyes trained on Kevin. “Bumper-to-bumper traffic. Don’t think she’ll be able to make it in time for dinner, unfortunately.” Kevin licked his lips, probably just getting that last bit of meatball sauce. I pouted. “That sucks, I wanted her to meet Kevin.” Dad grabbed one of the meatballs and winked. “I’m sure I can handle this young man all by myself,” he said, then sucked the meatball off the toothpick. Kevin blushed. I rolled my eyes. “But in all seriousness–I do have a few questions for you, as Leo’s dad.” “Ugh, Dad, do we have to?” I asked petulantly. “I thought this was supposed to be a get-to-know-you dinner, not a grilling session.” My father frowned at me. “Now Leo, you may be 18, but you’re still my son. A father has a right to know the man who’s dating his son.” I scoffed. “Fine, but please don’t embarrass me.” My dad nodded toward the couch. “Have a seat.” I sat next to Kevin on the couch while my dad reclined in the sofa chair. I took Kevin’s hand in mine, surprised at how sweaty it was. It was so cute how nervous he was getting. My dad studied Kevin for a moment, then said, “So, Kevin. What are your plans after graduation?” Kevin shifted beside me, clearing his throat. “Well, I was gonna go to trade school. Be a mechanic, like my dad.” Dad raised an eyebrow. “A man who works with his hands? I can respect that.” He extended his hand to Kevin, who hesitated a beat before taking it. My dad’s grip was firm, his large, rough hand engulfing Kevin’s. “Real man earns his calluses, every one,” my dad said as he traced the pads of Kevin’s fingers, his eyes trained on my boyfriend’s. I stepped in, anxious to shift the conversation. “Kevin’s also an actor,” I said quickly. I took his hand from my dad and smiled. “He’s really talented.” My dad let out a short bark of a laugh. “Acting, huh? That gonna pay the bills?” I flinched. Kevin squeezed my hand a little tighter. “No, he’s right.” Kevin gave me a half-smile. “I think it’s time I face the music.” My father leaned forward, clasping his hands. “Let’s cut to the chase. You seem like a good boy, but I’m wondering if you’re serious about my son.” Kevin swallowed, his Adam’s apple bobbing as his eyes darted to mine. I gave him a soft smile to reassure him. “I, uh… yes. I really like Leo,” Kevin said, his voice a little shaky. My heart fluttered, but Dad just raised an eyebrow, his lips curling in a faint smirk. “Uh-huh. And what exactly are your plans with him?” His voice dropped slightly, more intimate now. Almost like I wasn’t in the room, but still with a clear challenge behind it. “W-we’re taking things slow,” Kevin sputtered. My dad leaned back in his chair and grunted. “Slow, huh? Don’t know if I buy that. Teenage boys always want something–randy little fuckers, all of you.” “Dad!” I hissed, mortified. My dad chuckled. “What, you think I don’t remember what it’s like? I was a horny little devil myself when I was your age. Still am, if you ask your mother.” Kevin’s face flushed, his eyes wide. I felt the heat rising in my own cheeks as the tension in the room grew uncomfortably thick. “You don’t have to worry, sir,” said Kevin. “It’s not like that–” “Oh?” My dad tilted his head, smirking. “So you’re saying you’re a virgin, then?” “Dad!” I said again. God, it was like he was deliberately trying to torture me! Kevin laughed awkwardly, rubbing the back of his neck. “Uh, well… no. I mean, this is my first time, y’know… with a guy.” My dad’s grin widened. “The credits really don’t transfer, do they?” I groaned. “Can we please talk about something, anything else?” My dad snapped his fingers. “You know what I just realized? I forgot the cilantro for dinner. Would you mind running to the store for me?” I blinked, confused by the sudden shift. “What? Right now? Can’t we just skip it?” “Nah,” he said, standing up with an exaggerated stretch that exposed his hairy belly. “Brings the whole dish together. Take my car, I’ll give you some cash.” He left for the kitchen. I turned to Kevin, who looked like he was still trying to catch his breath. “I’m so sorry about him-” Kevin shook his head and gave me a nervous smile. “It’s fine. He’s… a little intense, but I can handle it.” I wasn’t so sure about that. “You’re okay if I leave you alone with him?” He nodded. “Go. I’ll be fine.” Reluctantly, I took the money from my dad when he returned and made my way to the door. Just as I was about to leave, I saw my father slide onto the couch next to Kevin, his arm stretching out across the back of the couch. The air between them shifted immediately. “So,” my dad said, his voice low and smooth, “tell me more about this acting thing…” I sped down the road, my fingers drumming anxiously on the steering wheel. Every second away from home was torture. Kevin had handled my dad’s grilling well enough, but who knew what could happen while I was gone? My dad had a way of pushing boundaries, and I didn’t trust him not to scare off my boyfriend in some misguided attempt at protecting me. The line at the store dragged on forever, and by the time I finally made it through checkout, the sky was already starting to get dark. I pulled into the driveway, parking halfway on the grass in my rush to get inside. I slammed the car door shut, cilantro in hand, and hurried to the front door. “Dad? Kevin? I’m back!” I called out as I stepped into the house, but the living room was strangely empty. A sense of unease crept down my spine. I moved into the kitchen. The soup was still simmering on the stove, a slow, lazy swirl of steam rising from the pot, but there was no sign of them. The silence was overwhelming. “Hello?” I called again, a little louder this time, but still no answer. Maybe they’d gone out into the backyard for some reason? I could just see dad pulling out one of his legendary cigars to try to impress Kevin (or more likely, watch him choke on the smoke). But when I peeked outside, the backyard was empty. I felt a knot growing in my stomach as I tried to think where the hell they could have gone. I went back into the front hallway and stood there puzzled for a moment, trying to listen for where they could be. Suddenly I heard a muffled sound coming from upstairs, low and distant. That was strange… maybe Kevin needed to use the bathroom or something? But why wouldn’t he use the one downstairs? I climbed the stairs to the second floor and called out again. “Hello? You guys?” I didn’t hear any response, but I could hear the low rumble of my dad’s voice coming from one of the rooms. I checked my dad’s room first to see if maybe they were in the master bathroom, but no dice. The room was empty except for my parents’ neatly made bed and the faint smell of my mom’s perfume on her nightstand. I even checked Dad’s office, but no one was in there. Where in the world were they? The muffled voices grew louder the closer I got to my bedroom. That was strange–what would they be doing in there? Maybe Dad was giving Kevin a tour or something. But when I approached the door, something stopped me from turning the handle. A small voice in the back to my head urged me to go back downstairs. I didn’t want to know what was on the other side of that door. Then I heard the unmistakable sound of my dad groaning. “Fuck, that’s it.” Emboldened, I turned the knob slowly, prying the door open just a crack so I could peek inside. My dad sat on the bed, his back facing the door. He was leaning back on his elbows, his broad shoulders stretching his t-shirt tight across his chest. His eyes were closed and he had a dreamy smile on his face. For a second I thought he was alone, but then I noticed movement coming from nearby. A flash of dark hair bobbed up and down, disappearing into my father’s lap–Kevin! My knees went weak at the sight. The bed was blocking most of the action, but I could tell he was on his knees in front of my dad, and from the looks of it, he had my dad’s cock in his mouth. What the fuck?! “That’s it, boy,” said my dad. He ran his fingers through Kevin’s hair and gave him a comforting pat on the cheek. “Nice and slow. Keep your lips over your teeth, just like I showed you.” I watched frozen as my boyfriend fellated my father (on my own bed!). I knew that guys were always crushing on my dad, but this? Really? Kevin lifted his head up, letting my dad’s girthy cock slip out of his mouth. Saliva dripped from his wet, red lips. “Like that, sir?” he asked eagerly. “Just like that, baby,” said dad. He stuck his thumb in Kevin’s mouth as my boyfriend sucked on it hungrily. “Remember what I showed you about the balls.” Kevin lifted my dad’s cock above his head and sucked one of his giant balls into his mouth. I could see the other one dangling out of his mouth, hairy and saggy. It looked so huge I was surprised he was even able to fit one of them in. But my dad’s round, saggy testicle was nothing compared to his cock–a massive, meaty snake with a bright pink tip peeking out of the foreskin. Kevin stroked it as he sucked my dad’s balls, still looking up at him with that stupid doe-eyed expression. I watched entranced as the head came in and out of view, retracting into the foreskin with every tug. I may be his son, but even I had to admit the thing was fucking mesmerizing. “Come here, son,” my dad said, his voice husky. For a second, I thought he was talking to me, but then he lifted Kevin off of his crotch and pulled him up onto his lap. I could see that Kevin’s pants were off, his hard cock tenting his boxer briefs. My dad brought him in for a kiss, sliding his underwear below his ass and giving it a squeeze. My boyfriend was making little moaning sounds, fully submitting to my dad’s manhandling. I was still having trouble processing what I was seeing, half convinced that this was all a daydream. But then Kevin let out a little cry, and I could see why–dad had slipped a finger inside Kevin’s asshole, all the way to the second knuckle. “Shh…” said dad. “We don’t want Leo finding us like this.” He was talking about me! What the hell? That was what really snapped me out of it all. I was just about to burst in and start throwing things when Kevin looked up at my dad and said shyly, “I wanna try that other thing you were talking about.” I narrowed my eyes. What other thing? “You sure about that?” my dad asked. He rubbed Kevin’s lip with his thumb. “Not all boys can handle it.” Kevin nodded. “Please, sir. I need it.” Dad stood, and I could see his cock clearly for the first time. He was naked from the waist down, his boxers pooled around his ankles as his cock sprang out from a dark forest of pubic hair. He tore his shirt off, revealing his hairy gut and thick, beefy pecs. I’d seen him shirtless at the beach before, but I had never seen him in all his proud, naked glory. The sight of it left me speechless. Dad kicked off his boxers. “Turn around, baby. Daddy’s gonna get you ready real quick.” I watched in disbelief as my boyfriend leaped to his hands and knees, ass up and face buried in the pillows before I could even blink. His body was pale and slim with a light smattering of chest hair, a contrast to my father’s thick, hairy frame. My dad put his rough, meaty hands on Kevin’s ass cheeks and spread them. He had a hungry look on his face as he stared at Kevin’s hole, enough that I found myself wishing I had a better vantage point so I could see the action. I nearly jumped as he spit loudly on it. As he rubbed the saliva around Kevin’s hole, then started to rub some on his cock, I suddenly realized what was about to happen. No way. No fucking way. My dad was about to fuck my boyfriend! I threw the door open, hitting the wall with a loud slamming noise. “What in the fuck is going on here?” Kevin’s head shot up, his face blank with shock. Even my dad looked temporarily caught off guard, but then he shot me a casual smile and continued stroking his cock. “Hey Leo. Did you get the cilantro?” “Who gives a shit about the cilantro?” I spat out. “You’re fucking my boyfriend!” “Technically,” my dad said, tugging on his foreskin, “we haven’t actually fucked yet.” I was so mad I was shaking. But before I could cuss him out, Kevin sputtered, “I’m sorry, babe! We were just-” “I don’t want to hear anything from you.” I turned on him, seeing red. “You said you wanted to take things slow! But you’ll bend over for my dad five minutes after meeting him?” “To be fair,” my dad said, sliding a finger back into Kevin and eliciting a high-pitched moan, “I was only doing this to help you.” I scoffed. “How is this helping me?” Dad slid his finger in and out, making Kevin whimper a little bit. “How’s he gonna know how to fuck my son if he’s never been with a guy before? I’m doing you both a favor, trust me.” “Thank you, sir,” Kevin moaned at the same time as I said, “We don’t want your help!” I glared at him. “Kevin, put your pants back on and let’s get out of here.” “No!” Kevin said quickly. “I… I mean… I need this, Leo.” I frowned. “Excuse me?” His eyes rolled back in his head as he choked out a groan of pleasure. The reason was obvious–my dad was on his knees now, his hands spreading Kevin’s cheeks while his tongue worked its way inside him. The sound of slurping and my dad’s low, rumbling sighs filled the room. “Oh fuck,” moaned Kevin. “I just… I need to feel your dad in me. I’m sorry, Leo. But then we can totally do whatever you want, I promise!” My dad pulled off of Kevin’s hole, his jaw wet with saliva. He winked at me. “Don’t worry, son. I’ll take good care of him for you.” He shoved Kevin’s head into the bed, grabbed his dick, and slapped the head of his cock against Kevin’s asshole. “You ready, boy? Once I go in I’m not pulling out until it’s done.” “I need it…” Kevin whimpered. I sank into the sofa chair in the corner, watching helplessly as my father penetrated my boyfriend for the first time. “Oh, goooooooood,” moaned Kevin as my dad split him open like a log. Dad’s fingers kneaded Kevin’s ass cheeks as he slipped the head inside, then held it there. He smiled at me. “That’s a good boy,” he said, rubbing Kevin’s ass with affection. “Once you get the head in like this, you wanna go ahead and give my son a few seconds to get used to it. Juuust like that. Why don’t you go ahead and give my cock a squeeze with your hole while I’m in here?” I could tell he must have complied, because my dad’s eyes rolled back and he let out a laugh of pleasure. “Fuck, you’re a natural. Okay, daddy’s gonna go in a little bit more. No, don’t whine, you can take it. That’s it.” I watched him push his cock deeper inside of my boyfriend, stuffing him fuller than I even thought possible. I didn’t know how Kevin could take any more, and my dad was only halfway in! Kevin put his hand back against my dad’s stomach. “Please, sir… it’s too big!” He looked somewhere midway between excruciating pain and unbelievable pleasure when my dad leaned down and kissed him on the neck. “Shhh, it’s okay son. You’re doing so good,” he said as he slid more of his cock inside him. “You’re being so good for me.” A sticky feeling on my fingers made me realize that I had been subconsciously stroking myself through my shorts. I looked down to see a wet spot forming through my briefs, coating my fingers in gooey precum. I hadn’t even realized I was hard! I ripped my hand away, my dick throbbing so hard it ached for release. But no–I wouldn’t be the guy who jerked off while his own father fucked his boyfriend in front of him. I had a little dignity left, at least! “Oh god, I feel so full, sir,” said Kevin, pressing his forehead against the pillow. Dad kissed him on the cheek as he bottomed out inside him. “Call me daddy, remember?” he whispered. “Daaaddyyyy…” Kevin moaned, his body shuddering in pleasure. Now that he’d fit his whole cock inside of Kevin, my dad collapsed on top of him, crushing him into the bed with his weight. Kevin groaned as my dad started rocking his pelvis back and forth, thrusting in and out of his virgin hole. “Is that nice, baby?” dad asked, smacking his hips into Kevin’s ass. Kevin just whimpered, but I could see him pushing his ass out to let my father penetrate him even deeper. He reached back and pulled his shirt over his head, leaving him completely naked except for his socks. “You feel so good, son.” “UGH!” “You needed a real man inside you, didn’t you?” “Oh… mmm… y-yes, sir.” My dad squeezed Kevin’s ass cheeks, playing with them as he sawed in and out. “Fuck… that pussy feels so good, baby. Arch your back… that’s it. Let daddy in.” I was pretty sure they’d both forgotten I was there until my dad said, “You should be taking notes too, son.” He smacked Kevin on the ass, letting Kevin push back and fuck himself on my dad’s dick. “See how he’s got his ass up in the air like that? And he’s not worrying about his cock right now, he’s focusing on me and my pleasure. He’s still squeezing his hole on my dick, just like a good bottom should. You’ve got a lot to learn from him.” I rolled my eyes. As if I would be taking bottoming advice from the boy who cheated on me with my own father! Still, what he was saying did make a lot of sense, so I filed it away for future reference and started stroking myself again. Kevin was moaning loudly now, whimpering like an animal as my dad rutted into him. I could see his hand sliding back to grab my dad’s ass, pulling him in deeper as dad continued to pound away. My hand was flying up and down my cock as I rubbed myself closer over the edge. The whole thing was incredibly humiliating, but all I could focus on was the hot bareback sex happening in front of me. Even if it was my dad, and even if the man he was fucking was my erstwhile boyfriend, I had to admit they looked really fucking hot together. Dad’s beefy gut was smacking up against Kevin’s ass, and his thick, hairy legs were dripping with sweat. Those balls that Kevin had been sucking on so lovingly just a few minutes ago were pummeling his own sack, swinging through the air like a pendulum in perfect rhythm. Dad had a determined look on his face now, like he’d forgotten all about me and was solely concerned about getting off. Kevin, on the other hand, had long since forgotten I existed, and was gripping the bed sheets for dear life as my dad rammed into him again and again. He had an ecstatic smile on his face like I’d never seen before, not in a single one of those Grease shows I’d so dutifully attended. Dad was grunting loudly now, his movements jerky and erratic as he got close to a nut. I could feel myself getting close, cheeks burning with shame as I got cuckolded by my own father. Sweat dripped from his forehead and onto Kevin’s back, and the slick, sloppy sounds of flesh on flesh filled the room until it was all I could hear. Then, all too soon, he grabbed Kevin’s waist and pulled him in tight. “ARGH… fuck!” My dad let out a roar as he unloaded inside my boyfriend. I shot my own load onto my leg, my seed warm and sticky as it dripped off my thigh and onto the ground. Dad was shuddering as he spilled his seed, his eyes shut tight in intense concentration. Kevin just had a dizzy look on his face, his hands spread wide on the bed as a little bit of drool fell out of the corner of his mouth. Finally dad pulled out of Kevin, leaning back against his heels as a thin strand of precum dribbled out of his wet, shiny cock. He slapped Kevin’s butt cheek once, then said, “Great job, kid. Now just do that to my son and you’ll be good.” Kevin didn’t look like he heard a word my father said. He was lying on my bed, eyes glazed over as a steady dribble of my father’s seed leaked out of his hole. I knew right then that we were through. Even if I could forgive him, how could he go back to topping me when he’d already known what it felt like to bottom for my father? He’d be begging me to top him all the time and there was no way I could hold a candle to my father. No, my dad had ruined Kevin for me. Hell, he’d probably ruined him for all men. As if to add insult to injury, my dad walked over to me and squeezed my shoulder. His hand was sticky with cum, and the smell of it invaded my nostrils. “Do me a favor, son,” he said with a grin. “Don’t tell your mother.”

That's entirely enough for any guy - and no one gets to judge how we're wired. I don't mind mentioning that breeding a big-cocked bottom, on his back, with a really impressive Cock bouncing around on his belly is totally hot. Every guy gets to decide what's hot for him, and that's the end of the conversation. Years ago, there were a handful of guys that thought I possessed a mildly-hot ass - and not one of them ever found out whether it was true or not. My other half thought so - and he only got it on his birthday.

Awesome story - love the arc!

how’d u met him?

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What had I just done. Only a few weeks ago I was a straight guy with a hot gf. While she could be a pill, she was hot. Lots of guys would stare at her when we went out together. Especially when she would wear tight yoga pants, tight short skirts barely covering her crotch or short sheer dresses or short shorts. And now I was at an ABS with cum dripping from my ass, in fact POZ cum to add, and sucked off guys too. As I began to pull up my pants another guy put his cock through the hole. It was thick and a good size. I finished zipping up my jeans as I got ready to leave and then he said. "Get down on your knees boy. I heard a sluttly whore was in here taking all cocks. I looked closer at his cock. It was nice and veiny. There was a tattoo at the base. It was a biohazard sign. I just dropped to my knees and started to suck it. "Ahhh damn what a warm mouth" he said I sucked him hard and played with his cock with my tongue. Suddenly he pulled out. Then I heard a knock on my door. I opened the door. It was the clerk. He looked older close up. He pulled out his cock and it was about 7 inches and hard. I got hard and turned around. He put the tip of his cock at my hole and started to fuck me. I just bent over and moaned. It felt so good. He knew how to fuck and he was giving it to me. The way he was working his cock in me was driving me crazy. He wasn't huge but he knew how to fuck me and hit me in the right places. I moaned louder and pushed back on his cock. "Yeah you are a fucking dirty whore. Taking loads from strange men. FUCK...your pussy is so tight and its grabbing my cock. You are a find." he said ramming into me. He reached around and pinched my nipples and I yelled out. "Oh fuck yeah your cunt feels amazing. Can't believe you are still tight taking all these cocks you slut" he said He kept pounding me and I felt deep in my groing and in my ass the heat rise and it started to spasm and I started to cum. "Ohhhhhhhhh fuck me" I moaned "Ahhhhh your fucking cunt is strangling my cock ahhhh. Here it comes bitch." he said as he came in my ass. I felt at least 7 hot spurts coat my cunt. "Fuck yeah you like POZ cum don't you" he said still pumping me He's POZ? I felt my inside twitch. "Hmm yeah your cunt likes it. Its milking me now hard" he moaned My cock was still hard leaking cum on the floor. Finally he pulled out and I turned and dropped and took him in my mouth. "Ohhh you dirty little whore you love POZ cock dont you. You keep coming back here I could whore you out. Give you all the dirty cock you need." he said WTF did he say. I just kept sucking him off. I looked up at him. He smiled. He told me his name is Ray and to come back often he can line up guys to fuck me. He pulled up his shorts and went back to work. I needed to get the fuck out of here. I had cum leaking from my ass and all over my face. I cleaned up with some tissues and walked out in a hurry and got into my car. What just happened?

As we walked inside it didn't occur to me we were both still naked. I stopped and asked him to go back and he said, don't worry about it. Let's stay naked tonight together. I smiled back at him. We went inside and he started to pull out the salad from the fridge and I got the wine and plates and brought the pizza box to the table. I sat on the dinner table chair and felt cum start to flow out of my ass. "Oh crap sorry. Cum is leaking out of me" I said "Its ok relax. Its natural. I just came in you." he said scooping it up and sticking it in my mouth. I was more than willing then we kissed. We ate and shared our day. I gave more details of my visit at the clinic. After finishing dinner we cleaned up and went on the couch in the living room. It was more of a sofa so we were right next to each other drinking beer. "So how do you feel now" Rick asked "Confused and emotional" I said I told him that I felt for Jane and will try and call her later tonight. But more at the forefront of my brain was that I had taken to loads from him and I had PEP and wasn't sure what to do next. "Do you think this is what you wanted?" Rick asked "You mean having someone fuck me with HIV and cum in me?" I asked "Ok we can start there. Tell me more" Rick said "If you asked me that before I moved in here or even last week I would say hell no. But then I had never had sex with another man before. Until I met you." I said. He reached out and put his hand on mine. I went on to share that I had some sex with men before which made me realize maybe I liked it but never did it for social or other reasons. I mean I liked fucking girls and eating pussy but maybe I'd never truly tried sex with men, I didn't know what I was missing. I paused for a few seconds. "But the more accurate question for me is - Do you mean if I wanted you to fuck me and cum in me. That's where it gets complicated" I said softly like a girl admitting feelings for her man. He squeezed my hand and moved his hand to rest on my thigh. My hand moved onto his. "Go on" Rick said softly "I feel so connected with you this last week. You have awakened so many feelings, thoughts, desires, sexual experiences." I said "And I am attracted to you. I find you handsome and sexy. You arouse me like haven't been before. You make me feel beautiful and sexy. I want to give myself to you so much. I am just scared. "i said "I understand that fear. I had it too. I feel for you Dan. You are so handsome and beautiful. Your body is so sexy and tight. "Go on" he said "I feel taking your cum in me is a way to get a stronger connection to you and honestly a way to give myself to you" I said to him. I felt like a bride giving her virginity to a man for the first time. "But I am scared of getting HIV then AIDS. I don't know I am torn. I feel like I shouldn't want that" I said "Want what? Be specific" he said he pulled away his hand. I paused and thought for a minute. He waited patiently not touching me at all. "I am scared of your HIV positive cum in me..and...." I said not finishing but going on to my next thought "Can I ask about Jeff. How did you meet him and you said he waited so long?" I said "I get you being scared. As for Jeff its a bit of a story" Rick said He went on to tell me he met Jeff on an online hook up app. Rick's profile showed he was an unmedicated POZ with a high viral load. My eyes got wide when I heard that, not sure why. Maybe fear as it settled in that he had a high viral load. Jeff wanted to hook up and take his seed. Rick wanted him to make sure he knew what he was getting into as once they met there was no turning back. They met for coffee and Rick asked him for his ID. He faked his 19 yr old age online as he was only 17. Rick ended the meeting shortly after telling him once he made 18 in a few months they could meet again. Jeff would try and chat with Rick. He also bought access to Rick's photos including his huge cock and one showing him shoot a huge load. Rick would respond on a occasion. Rick finally met with him a day after he turned 18. They met and talked about fucking and Rick pozzing him. Rick made sure on what Jeff wanted. Did he just want to fuck bare (only option and poz cum included) or did he want to make sure to convert or something else. They were different things. Jeff was just horny and wanted to clearly fuck. He wasn't sure or didn't think that far about converting. Rick said Jeff was super horny and at least wanted to suck his cock. So they went back to Rick's car and made Jeff blow him off in the car. It was his first time taking a cock that huge and he gagged and choked but finally got most of it down and Rick came in his mouth and made him swallow. While he was blowing Rick, he put his finger down into his ass which was tight but felt like he wasn't a virgin. Jeff said he used a couple of small toys before to get off. After Rick told him he will be in touch. Over the next few week they chatted online. Rick said he wanted to make sure the kid really knew what he was getting into. He told him to go to BZ and not just read the hot stories but real-life accounts of what it is like to really be HIV positive. It isn't a fairy tale. It is real life. Jeff agreed and did so. He said he loved the sight and jacked off to the fiction and stories but also read those with HIV IRL. Rick told me he wanted to make sure Jeff knew what he was getting into if Rick was going to breed him. Finally the day came, actually that night I saw Rick fuck Jeff. "Can I ask why he said make him pregnant. Guys don't get pregnant." I asked Rick laughed, "Yes guys don't get pregnant in that sense but when a POZ top cums in a bottom, his DNA attaches to the bottom's body and infects his body and marks him. In some ways if he converts the bottom its like an egg and sperm creating something the bottom's body" Rick said "And that is what Jeff wanted to have my charged seed in him converting him" Rick continued "So if you convert me your DNA would be in me forever?" I asked "Yes it would be. I would always be a part of you and the virus would be both our DNA in you. I would impregnate you with my DNA. That's the pregnant part" Rick said looking at Dan. "That sounds wonderful but I am still confused. It is still HIV" I said "I don't know what's going on with me. A week or so ago I was straight with a gf now I have been fucked twice by you and have your POZ cum in me" I said "How does that make you feel" Rick asked "I don't know" I replied "Really, you sure", Rick said sternly "Perhaps the nurse at the clinic was right. Maybe you wanted my POZ cum in you. Making you pregnant." Rick said his hand on my thigh "No. That's not true, I don't want HIV" I said back starting to tear. "Are you sure", Rick said "Your body tells me otherwise" Rick said "Look at the precum leaking on you" he continued I looked down my cock was rock hard and throbbing, precum was leaking down my cock onto my balls and the couch. "Its ok to my POZ seed in you. Your body wants to have it. Its okay to be turned on to it" Rick whispered in my ear Rick how had his finger between my legs and my opened up to him spreading my legs and lifting my ass of the couch to give him access. We started to make out. "You don't have to decide right now, lets just enjoy the moment" Rick said I kissed him back and let go. Jane crossed my mind for a second and I felt bad but Rick was my main passion right now and he had me as his.

I went to the pharmacy on campus and picked up my prescription. When I went to the clerk I gave my name and birthdate. He was a young guy around my age. He had an earring on each ear. He was cute. Wait cute, I thought. I'm not gay. He saw the drug and looked at me. I felt self conscious. He clearly knew what it was for. He walked to the pharmacist asked him a question and the pharmacist pointed to the bin that had my script. He grabbed it. As he rang me up he looked me over. I felt even more self conscious as I felt the pharmacist look at me too. I looked back at him and smiled. He was an older guy in his early 50's actually handsome, bearish like guy. I paid my co-pay and left in a hurry. They knew I must've had sex with someone with HIV. Did they know it was a guy and not a woman? I ended up going up home early. It had been a long week. Rick wasn't home and I was relieved in some ways. I put the pills away and changed into swim trunks. As I was standing in front of the mirror, I looked at myself. I looked hot in the small swimsuit. I touched my ass and even pulled it up a bit to show more cheek. It made me aroused. I went in the back and jumped in the pool and went for a swim. As I swam in the pool I thought about the last few days. Having sex with Rick, seeing him breed the kid Jeff and even the flirting with Professor Post. All men. I was not just aroused but had sex with men. I was beginning to be attracted to men. Noticing men more, their features, their looks, details not to mention their cocks sticking out. Even the young clerks ass at the pharmacy. Or the older pharmacist who gave me a look. He was bald guy with a white beard and moustache. He had a stud earring. I got out of the pool and lay on the lounger. I continued my reflection. Before meeting Rick I had never noticed men, only women. Normally by now I would have banged Lisa at our office at least a few times. I was a hetero guy who luv to fuck women especially slutty ones like her. Even when I first met Jane she used to dress slutty. She would prance around the club in really short skirt and a g-string. Once again before we dates she grabbed my hand and placed it between her legs at the club under the table so her friends couldn't see. She had no panties under her skirt. But now, I am living with a gay man with HIV. He has played with my body. Hmmm yes played with it for sure like a toy. He really knows how to make my body sing. To feel things I have never felt before. Not just body pleasure but emotions and feelings and sensations. I could feel myself getting aroused thinking of how he touched me, caressed me, held me. His scents and the touch of his skin. I put my hand on my cock and rubbed it. It was rock hard now and leaking. It felt good to touch myself, lie here in a sunny shaded day by the pool. It was a long week. I awoke to Rick standing above me. "Hi sleepy head" he said "Hi. What time is it" I asked "5:30p. Looks like someone has started the weekend right" he said as he looked at my hand on my crotch. My cock was soft but was still on it. I moved my hand off. "Yeah you had some fun. You have a precum spot on your swimsuit" he laughed I looked up at him this gorgeous man to me wearing a white brief swimsuit with his huge cock pushing out. He grabbed it thru the swimsuit and stroked it. "Sorry looking at you in your swimsuit made me hard. You make me hard all the time my sweet Dan" he said smiling down at me I smiled back at him and started to touch myself. I was getting hard again. "So how was your day" he asked I told him how my day went part by part. He laughed when he heard about Lisa playing with my cock under the table. I also told him I went to the clinic to get checked out and get PEP. I told him I told the counselor I was confused and that the counselor kind of laid things out as he viewed it. He asked Professor Post if I had ever done anything with him. I told him now. He asked if I would and I said I wasn't sure. "Why not" Rick asked "I don't know. Maybe cause he is my boss. Also I know this sounds silly but not sure about us" I said softly "I am touched Dan. Do you feel we are a couple" he replied "No...I don't know. I don't think so. Actually no, I have a gf" I replied "Yes you do. And while you have one, you have jacked off with me, sucked me off and eaten my cum, and you let me suck you off and eventually fuck you and cum in you" he said "So again, do you feel we are a couple" Rick persisted "I don't know but I do feel attracted to you. And feel for you" I said softly "What do you feel" he said as he reached out and held my hand "You make me feel good, sexy, loved, attractive, wanted" I replied squeezing his hand back. "I feel for you to my sweet Dan. You are so gorgeous, handsome and sexy" he replied leaning over and kissing me. I opened my mouth and my tongue reached out to his wanting him. He moved and lay on me. We made out there for a few minutes kissing, and both our hands all over each others body. He pulled down my swimsuit and without warning went down on me and took me in hi mouth. I gasped and let out moan. Oh fuck it felt good. He left hand reached up and he stuck his finger in my mouth and I licked it and sucked it. Then he pulled it out and started to play with my nipples making me moan even harder. With his right hand he pulled off my suit and then started to work my balls. My legs automatically spread open and my ass lifted up. His finger found its way in. I still had lube and his cum in me so it slipped in easily. I moaned. "Ohhhhhhh" I let out loudly. My hand gripped his right arm holding on. His finger found my prostate and he started to work it. My hips pushed back trying to get more of his finger in me. The I felt him place a second finger in me. I winced a bit and felt his fingernail in me. It hurt a bit but he started to massage my inside I was moaning again. It felt so good the way he was working my inside. He then lifted my legs on his shoulder and put his cock at my ass. "You want me in you. You want me to take you, you need to say it" he said "Please fuck me, please. Take me" I said With that he pushed in to me. It hurt. I yelled out in pain. He wasn't gentle he pushed thru. I felt him hit that second spot again. It felt like he was in my stomach. "Ohh yeah, I am at your second hole. Your inner pussy boy. Its soo tight and warm. I can feel your ring squeeze my cock. Your hole is a natural pussy." he said as he pushed deeper into me. I moaned. His strokes started to make the pain subside and now there was pleasure. My hole was feeling alive and electric. I could feel each inch of his huge cock push in me and stretch my hole. My held fell back and I just started to moan loudly. "Yeah you've wanted this all day haven't you. Your cock is leaking all over your stomach. I can feel your pussy grab my cock and pull it in. " he said as he began to pick up his pace. As he started to do short strokes my legs pulled around his waist. I was moaning and breathing hard now. "What the fuck!!!" I heard a voice I looked over it was Jane. My gf was watching me get fucked by a man. "I knew something was up but not this. I thought you were fucking that whore in your office but your not. You're getting fucked by your landlord". I can't fucking believe this. Your gay?" she said. I could see tears coming down. She turned and ran out. Rick kept pumping in me all the while she yelled. He even smiled at her. I tried to reach out but he focused on my prostate and my 2nd ring and I couldn't move. It felt soo good I didn't want to stop. I reached out my arm to her as he fucked me but I was helpless, I couldn't muster the strength to have him stop fucking me. "You want me to stop" he asked "No please fuck me please" I replied moaning He smiled and rammed back in. He started to pick up his pace and I could feel his cock expand and spasm. I suddenly felt him shoot his cum in me. Spurt after spurt in me. As soon as I felt it, I also came moaning loudly. "Ohhhh i'm coming" I yelled out I felt his hot molten cum deep in my hole, my eyes rolled back in my head. He pumping me slowly grinding in me. As he kept hitting my prostate I felt my cum leaking out even after my orgasm. Our lips met and we kissed deeply our tongues dancing in my mouth. After we both calmed down he pulled his still stiff meat from me. I heard a pop. His cock was glistening with cum, my I guess ass juice and a little tinge of blood. He presented it to me and I sucked him without hesitation cleaning his meat and then sucking him trying to get more cum out of his balls. "HMMM I think I created a monster who luvs Daddy's cum" he said and I nodded sucking him. After I cleaned his cock we kissed again. As I calmed down from the high it hit me again. I had fucked a man with HIV and maybe even AIDS and I let his cum in me. And it felt good. And what about Jane? I feel like crap. Rick could see me thinking. "Lets go inside and eat dinner and talk" he said standing with his hand out. I grabbed hold and he led me inside. A new chapter starting in my life I thought.

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.

I was in total bliss my head leaned back and then I felt his hand place my hand on his throbbing cock. I didn't resist and started to stroke his mammoth meat. It pulsed in my hand. I could barely get my entire hand around it. I stroked as he worked over my body. His hand would run up and play with my nipples. "Ohhh my god I am so close", i moaned He pulled off from sucking my cock. "Yeah just relax lets make this last longer so we can enjoy each other company", he whispered again brushing my ear with his soft lips. His hand slowed down on my balls and cock. I kept going on his cock massaging it and teasing the tip. "Yeah work my cock. Your hand on my cock feels so good so natural so warm. Work it. Look at it, it's so happy your hand is owning it. Work it like you would your cock babe." Rick moaned I looked over at his cock in my hand. It looked even more massive in my small hand. It was pulsing in my hand. "Its beautiful" I stuttered softly "What did you say", Rick leaned over his face only an inch from mine. "Your cock it's so beautiful and gorgeous and large. It feels good in my hand. I can feel your heartbeat." I said I was like a kid who found a new toy and was amazed by it. "It likes you too. It finds you beautiful, sexy, gorgeous.", Rick said his lips at my ear kissing it softly. He went back down to sucking my cock with his finger back in my hole I couldn't hold back and started to cum in his mouth. "OHHHHHH I am cumming.", I moaned out loud. His mouth stayed on my cock sucking it up and down, while his tongue swirled my cock head. I shot at least 6-7 loads in his mouth as he kept working my cock and his finger in my ass. After my orgasm calmed down, he pulled off my cock and pulled out his finger. He opened his mouth and I saw my cum in his mouth. He swallowed part and then without warning leaned in and kissed me forcing his tongue in. I melted and he pushed my cum in my mouth. My tongue swirled with his and I kissed him back sucking all the cum I could. He pulled back my head leaning forward not wanting to stop the kiss. He noticed and smiled. He rubbed my leg and grabbed my cock and squeezed. "Damn that was hot. Your cum tastes so good. I had to share it with you. Sorry if I got carried away", he said "Don't apologize that was amazing. I've never had an orgasm that intense. And the kiss was nice, real nice. Thank you for sharing my cum with me", I said in a shy way. "Anytime babe", he said leaning over and giving me a soft kiss. I noticed his cock was still hard. "You want to try. You've come this far", he said I nodded. He didn't have to say anything as he guided my head down on his cock. I started to suck not being able to get it down and my teeth scraped him. "Take your time and watch your teeth. It's not going anywhere, just take your time and enjoy it. You know how you suck my finger when I feed you cum. Suck it like that. Enjoy my cock. And don't worry this is safe." he said His words made something in my brain click. I began sucking it like his finger. It became so easy at that point. Like his finger, I wanted it in my mouth, feeling it, letting it be in my mouth and my tongue feeling every inch. He began to moan. "Oh yeah boy your area a natural cock sucker. Damn your mouth feels good, your making love to Daddy's cock aren't you", he said with his hand on the back of my head I nodded. I finally managed to get down to almost the bottom. I choked and came back up with my eyes watering. He smiled and pulled me in for a kiss and then I went back down without being asked. I kept going for a few minutes then I felt his moaning and breathing getting heavier. "Here you go boy, your reward coming soon", he said I sped up and worked his cock, making love to it, wanting his hot cream. I felt him tense and without warning, spurts of his hot molten cum shot in my mouth. "Ahhhhhhhh fuck", he yelled His hand keeping my head there not that he needed to. I wanted to taste him so badly. He shot 7 spurts of his cum in my mouth. I swallowed some of it as it was filling my mouth and the rest I wanted to taste and let it stay in my mouth. Tasting his seed. I kept sucking his cock trying to get more cum from his balls. My hands massaged his balls milking him. "Ohhhhh fuck boy there is no more cum left. You hungry for Daddy's cream aren't you", he said I nodded sucking him more. He pulled me off, I swalloed the last of his rich creamy load. "Damn your good, some boys don't like to swallow cum. " Rick said I looked at him surprised. He laughed. "Your a natural boy, a natural cock sucker and cum eater" he said I sat back and let go of his cock. I was coming down from the high and started to realize I just sucked off someone with HIV and ate their cum. "Relax boy, you can't get HIV from sucking cock", he said reaching over and rubbing my leg. Then he hugged me and I was encased in his scent. After a nice hug we pulled back, both our cocks were still half hard. I looked at the clock. It was late and I had to go into work before class. "Thank you for a nice night, I better get to bed its late", I said "Thank you for hanging with me Dan. Your amazing", Rick said giving me another hug, his scent so strong I hugged him back. I started walking away. "You forgot your undies" Rick said holding them up and smelled them and licked them. "Sorry I love your smell and your leak was all over your undies so I had to get a taste", he said as he handed them to me. I blushed and took them and went to bed. I lay in bed thinking of the last few days. How my sexual encounters with him were the best I have ever had. Even better than this girl Lisa who had a reputation as a bit of a slut and she gave good head. But this was better in so many ways. I had never thought being with a guy would be this sexually charging. As I reflected on the last few days I got hard again and started to jack off and came again shooting another load on my stomach and licking it up. I then could fall fast asleep.

Rick pulled down his shorts thew them to the side. I looked up at him his cock turgid but not erect but it was still huge. He saw me stare and jumped into the pool. He swam back towards me and popped up from under the water. "Hey kid", he said towering over me. "I hope you don't mind me taking off my shorts. I like to skinny dip in the summer. It's more freeing. You should try it." Rick said "Ohh I dont think so", i replied "Why not? No one is around and no one can see in the yard. You should try it. Its freeing and relaxing. Your stress will melt away." he said I got out of the pool peeled them off, placed them on the lounge chair and walked back to the water. "Come back in boy", he said his hand reaching out to me Rather than jump back in and make a big splash I walked over to the stairs and walked into the water. I could feel his eyes on me from me taking it off to the lounge chair and walking back in the water and it made my cock aroused. His eyes felt like they were ravishing me and admiring me. It felt good, i wasn't sure why. As I walked into the water slowly his eyes were on me. I started to feel self conscious and aroused at the same time. I swam near him. "How does it feel?", Rick asked I thought before I responded. "It feels good to be naked in here. It feels freeing. You were right. Freeing and liberating." I said smiling at him. For the rest of the time in the pool we swam, talked and even drank in the pool. He told me he used to be married but he ended up hooking up with men on the side, told her and got divorced. He also talked about his bf and that they broke up acouple of years ago and he has just been dating and hooking up with guys. I told him about Jane and I and we been together about a year now. "You gonna marry her?" Rick asked "Not sure", I replied "Why not?", Rick asked. "I don't know if she is the one. Also not sure I want to settle down. Maybe just play around and enjoy life, you know." , I replied "Then why stay with her? Just break up and enjoy life, right?", he asked "Yeah maybe", I said contemplating Rick suggested we get out of the pool and catch a tan on the lounge chairs. We both stepped out of the pool and walked over to the chairs. "Hey can you put sun screen again on me. I don't want to get burnt", Rick asked "Sure", I said willingly I applied the sunscreen on his back. I stopped at his waist and didnt know what to do. "Its okay to touch my butt. It doesnt bite. And would appreciate it so I dont get burnt.", Rick laughed and asked "Okay", I said I sprayed his ass and legs with sunscreen and rubbed it on. His ass was a bit saggy and notice some red spots on there. After I was done he offered the same. I hesitated as I was still naked. "Okay but let me put on my swimsuit", I replied "Why don't you want to be free and relaxed? And having no tan lines would be cool right", he said I agreed. He went to work first on my shoulders massaging it in. It felt good and relaxing. He actually massaged my shoulders for a couple of minutes. I began to relax and melt. He then went to my mid and lower back massaging. It felt good and he worked on some knots. "You have some knots in here. What you stressed out about. You are too young to be stressed", Rick said kneading me Then he went to my waist and started at the top of my butt. It felt good. I didn't realize I had tension there. Then he sprayed on my ass and thighs and legs. He worked my ass again with a massaging and squeezing motion. He slid his finger in my upper ass crack which made me tense up. "Relax, don't worry i'm not going to do anything you don't want", Rick said calmly and soothing. He went back to my ass cheeks and massaged them relaxing me again. He rubbed the inside of my cheek with the side of hand running thru my crack but not on my hole. It felt good for some reason. He did that several times and felt my cock getting hard. "Just trying to make sure you have full coverage on your cheeks. Don't want burnt buns", he laughed I laughed back. Then he started on my thighs. Massaging them and working them. Then he sprayed in the inside of my thigh and started to rub my inner thigh. It sent chills thru my balls and cock. It felt amazing. It was nerves I never knew i had. As he started working both thighs he would light graze my balls in the process. Now my cock was rock hard and I was trying to hide it. He kept massaging my inner thighs and stuck his finger on my inner thigh down to where it meets leg meets the groin and did that motion several times and use his fingernail on the way out light scraping or teasing my that area. I let out an unintentional moan and my cock throbbed. I started to leak precum. "Yeah just relax and enjoy it", Rick whispered in my ear.

It's the bottoms responsibility to choose to be on PrEP. No one asks about status these days, so if they don't ask why tell?

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I was molested at six with my younger brother by our oldest half brother. At nine I came home and found my best friend and two of my brothers jerking off to porn and they convinced me too as well. Ended up in years of incest and friends blowjobs. We even had a fort where we would all go to suck if our parents were home.

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