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I answered his ad, even though I was in Australia and he was in USA. I told him I was prepared to be his as a 24/7 live-in pnp bottom servant/partner. He responded asking for pics and likes, dislikes etc, and agreed to relocate me to be his. When I arrived at LAX he was there waiting for me, we greeted each other and went to his car. He told me he had something for me, and put a band around my arm. He produced a loaded rig and said I'll give you this and then you can suck me all the way home... I said great, and in went the rig, drawn back he got a nice red flash and then depressed the plunger, removed the rig and placed a cotton pad on the site. WHAM! It hit me and I was down in his clean crotch straight away, slurping and sucking his hardening cock. The journey to his place took around two hours, and the whole way I was sucking and slurping on his beautiful thick hard 9" cut cock, and licking his smooth shaven balls. When we got to his place, he grabbed my bags and said to follow him. The property was a small acreage and private, and he led me into a garage. In one corner was a bathroom, and in the centre of the room was a sling, a couple of small tables complete with various large to huge toys laid out on them. He told me to go to the bathroom and have a good shower after the 16 hour flight, and have a good wash out...he said he'd go inside the house and get some things. I followed instructions and had a leisurely hot shower, and several washouts with the built in douche nozzle. I could hear he was back, and towelled dry and went into the room. He was naked and hard, and told me to climb up into the sling and lay back, place my legs in the leather stirrups. He then fastened my ankles in place and then tied my wrists as well. One wrist was tied to a length of chain which allowed me to just reach my nose, as he showed me, and placed a bottle of poppers in that hand. He then tied off my other arm, and inserted a rig and pulled it back, filling the entire rig with my blood mixing with the Tina. He then said you ready to be owned, pig? Your hole is mine...I of course said Yes Sir! and he depressed the plunger, removed the rig and stuck a small plaster on the site. Within 3 seconds I was coughing, and he came up between my legs and as the rush took hole of my body, pure pleasure in every pore, he pushed his rock hard cock all the way in...it wasn't painful but just the opposite...in about another 3 seconds cum was flowing out of my soft little cock as he started pounding my fuck hole. After a couple of minutes on each of his withdraws I clamped my hole down tight around his cock...loosened as he went in, clamped as he went out...it drove him crazy and he was howling oh fuck, oh fuck as my hole massaged his thick hard cock. In no time at all he came, then pulled out and put a band around his arm and slammed himself. he then grabbed a big toy and told me to hit the poppers. I did so, and as the popper rush kicked in he started fucking me with the big toy...close to the thickness of a coke can and about 10" long.... To be continued if there is interest....

Long Weekend – Part 10 I was dreaming about a bondage scene where I was tied up on a dirty mattress on the floor of a warehouse and guys in leather harnesses were coming at me from all angles, wanking their cocks and rubbing their large blobs of precum over my hole and fingering me with it. One of the men had covered my mouth and nose with his gloved hand and was suffocating me, telling me to be quiet as I struggled for air. I woke up with a start, gasping for air but not getting any. My mouth and nose were covered with a hand and it took me a few seconds to realise that it was Carl telling me to be quiet and to stop struggling. I looked around and saw him lying behind me in the bed, the fingers of his right hand were fingering my hole and his left hand was clamped over my face. I nodded slightly and he released his grip. “Stay still and perfectly quiet” he whispered into my right ear, “Mike is asleep and I want your hole to myself”. I relaxed and he passed me a bottle of poppers. I unscrewed the lid and took a couple of deep huffs as his fingers explored my hole and pulled out the tampon. “Your blood is the only lube you’re getting so you better get busy with those poppers”, he whispered. I took six deep huffs, sending my head into space and relaxing my hole for his pierced cock. I felt the cold of his heavy PA against my cunt, followed by the pressure of his big head. It slid in and he pressed against me, holding me tight as inch after inch slid up inside me. “Fuck, your dirty little boy cunt feels so good”, he moaned as he started to slowly fuck me. I reached down between my legs and started playing with his huge bull balls, gently pulling on them as he fucked me. “Squeeze my balls and pull on them harder”, he told me so I adjusted my grip and took his balls in my fist and pulled. His cock thickened and hardened almost immediately and was followed by the sensation of fresh poz precum oozing out of his cock and rubbing against the bleeding walls of my cunt. His strokes were still long and slow but his breathing was deeper and more ragged; he was getting close. I turned my head and looked straight into his dark eyes. “Breed me, my cunt is yours”, I whispered and this took him over the edge, he pulled out, shot his toxic load all over my hole and fucked it back into me. “69”, he said as he pulled his cummy bloody cock out of my freshly bred hole. I sucked him clean as he rimmed my hole. Then, as quickly and as quietly as he arrived, he was gone. I crept through into the playroom and took a medium-sized buttplug and sat on it to keep his precious seed inside. I went back to sleep and returned to my dream of leather-clad men about to gang rape me.

Part 3 Boys................. It was around 4:00 A.M. when we all eventually collapsed out of exhaustion, Sam, Chris, and Ethan having taken more poison cum from Don, Julian and me. Ethan and Sam had taken turns being fucked ragged by Don, but I had a particularly amazing fuck with Chris who was equal to Ethan when it came to his capacity for being ridden hard and rough. I took our session a bit further having choked Chris to the point where he was about to pass out. Amazingly he at not point put-up any defence. It was clear to me at some point this weekend the three boys would be ripe for some suffering. As I drifted off to sleep Chris was snuggled by my side, Don and Sam were sleeping soundly together and Ethan kissing Julian and stroking his naked torso. I awoke in the morning to the sensation of hand stroking my morning wood. Although my head was quite foggy I nevertheless had a good idea with whom I was sleeping, and, as I anticipated, Chris was stroking my cock, a smile on his lips - lips that required me to kiss them, which was fine with Chris. Although Chris made it clear he wanted to feel my cock inside him for another round, I had a burning need to feel cock myself so whispered to him to lick me out and fuck me. He grinned in pleasure, slid down on the mattress so he could lift my legs, holding them immobile as he orally explored my hole as he also stroked my cock. I lay passive, enjoying the pleasures of a teenager’s tongue exciting my anal senses. The other guys hadn’t yet awoken but, when Chris plunged his manhood into my cunt, I made some fairly audible responses gradually roused the other guys. Chris had been fucking me for no more than five minutes, leaning in to kiss me when the doorbell went. Chris stopped mid fuck and looked at me. The large TV screen automatically flicked on and the security camera outside the front door showed the visitor to be the postman. Smiling, I looked over at my nephew, asking "Ethan baby, can you get the door for me? It’s Josh, the postman." Glancing at the screen Ethan remarked "What a fuckin' cutie," and, shooting a grin to no one and everyone, he stepped out of the room stark naked, and opening the front door to find Josh, who was preoccupied with sorting the various letters in his hand, didn't register Ethan was au naturel. “Morning Mr. A, nice day. I have a few letters that need a signatur…….” He broke off in mid-sentence as he took in my beautifully naked nephew standing before him wearing nothing but a sexy grin. “OH er...erm..sorry I was expecting Mr Anders” Josh blustered, slowly turning red. “He’s my Uncle” Ethan replied, “But he’s a bit…er…busy at the moment, can I help?” he asked seeing close up, Josh was very cute and in his 20’s. Because it was a hot day he wore post office regulation shorts and a blue short sleeve shirt that showed he was athletically built. He wore a stubbly beard with blonde hair tied back in a ponytail. His left arm had a full length tattoo down to his wrist which Ethan noticed, “Sweet inking, mate,” Ethan offered. Josh gulped, still staring at Ethan’s naked sexiness, “Er oh yeah thanks” he managed to reply. “You’ve got some ink on your finger” Ethan said grabbing his hand and pulling it towards him. Josh didn’t say a word but let his hand be taken and seeing a black smudge on his index finger, Ethan extended it and then placed it to his lips and sucked it while all the time watching Josh who simply stared back into Ethan’s eyes. Ethan licked his finger clean and let it go. By now Josh had regained some composure, commanding Ethan "Turn around." Ethan broadly smiled, turning to face the wall. Josh Josh came into the hall and we could all see he moved up behind Ethan and ran his hand up Ethan’s inside leg to his crack. Josh pulled his fingers back to his mouth and Ethan turning saw Josh lick them clean, remarking “Mmm, I don’t know how many loads you’ve got up there but the cum sure tastes hot,” he commented. “Do you want to come in? I’m sure my Uncle can sign for those,” Ethan said grinning back. Josh shut the door and he and Ethan walked off screen just as it switched off again. Chris was still inside me having just watched his boyfriend with Josh, as indeed we all had. Ethan came in first followed by the postman who took in the debauchery in the room with a huge dirty smile growing wider as he saw Chris fucking me. “Hey Mr A. Sweet” he replied. “Hey Josh, introductions later,” I responded, muffling a grunt as Chris bottomed-out in my hole. Josh didn’t need to be asked twice but took Ethan into his arms, embracing him with a hard kiss. Don and Julian were making out while Sam was servicing both their cocks. And so the morning continued with Josh getting a long hard blow job from my nephew before turning him around and riding him doggy in the centre of the room. Josh was well built and his tattoos weren’t just confined to his arm as they stretched and flexed over his back while he got energetic with Ethan. Chris came hard in me but I made him lick out his load and share it, something he had never done before, but enjoyed very much. Sam was getting a spit roast with the poison cock of Don inside his hole and after a while his deep voice growled out to the young slut, “Tell me you want me to breed your cunt." “Breed me sir,” returned Sam’s quick whimper, his speach impeded Don's cock which was ravaging in Sam's cunt and Julian’s cock which was balls-deep in Sam's throat. Chris lay on me again watching his younger brother and boyfriend getting bred, quietly asking “Is Josh poz?” Smiling I rhetorically asked “How do you think I know him?” “You also pozzed him?” he asked. “Yes, and he begged me for all of my deadly sperm,” I answered, separating Chris’ cheeks apart and resting my hard cock in his crack, “Just as you did,” I groaned. Chris helped guide my cock to his hole, “Breed me again master” he whispered. I rode Chris in several positions, slapping his ass and raping him hard before biting down on his neck and making him yell out as I pumped another load in him. Josh, meanwhile, had been welcomed by all. Initially he took to Julian and Sam, then he helped double fucking the teenager while Don ate out Ethan’s sloppy ass. Afterwards Don again fucked Ethan. The fucking continued most of the morning before I called time and made some coffee. “Boy, a word if you please,” I asked of Ethan, Chris and Sam. Josh was dressing, and lest he get away without hearing of my plans, I called him over saying “You too, Josh, if you don’t mind." Josh didn't mind. “Guys, we're having a little soirée this evening for some clients of ours,” nodding at Don and Julian. "We are wondering if you guys would mind helping us out?" I had four grinning faces before me as they’d all jumped straight into the gutter, which was partly true of my intentions. Ethan asked "What would you need us to do, Uncle?” “Well, we need a few guys to help serve drinks and, generally (and frankly) to serve eye candy for the evening.” “What sort of evening is it Mr A?” asked Josh. “Well I guess that depends how it goes, but let’s just say the men coming are very important and very, very broadminded,” I answered, returning Josh's smile, and giving a discrete wink to Don, who had caught my eye when he sniggered to himself. This was in part true, the clients were in fact new potential distributors for the porn company and after many drinks were very partial to fucking the hired help. “You’ll all be paid of course. Five hundred pounds each for the night” I offered. All four agreed straight away. “There’ll be a couple of other guys helping out too but since you three are staying with me anyway, I thought you’d like something to do on Saturday night” I said nodding at Ethan, Chris and Sam. Josh seemed very keen anyway. “Er Mr A., would these clients be anything to do with the porn company you own?” he asked smiling at me. The three teenagers looked at Josh, then at each other. Their grins got even wider. "Uncle. have you been holding out on me?” Ethan asked. “They are yes Josh,” I replied, “Don is CEO of BoyToys and Julian is Art Director” I said answering Ethan. “Fuck, we watch those movies”, Sam said to Chris. “Wait don’t they do hardcore breeding scenes?” Chris asked realising. “Yeah they do,” Don chimed in, “And tonight there’ll be some distributors we want to sell to in new markets who only want very dirty hardcore breeding so we need to make a good impression.” He finished. “Sweet” Ethan said. “So guys you in?” I asked. “FUCK YEAH” came back at me simultaneously from the four of them. The party was still being set up when we arrived in the water front studios. The building looked quite run down from the outside but was modern inside and we’d be using the studio itself which was laid out as a bedroom with huge bed in the middle of the space with big chairs and solid looking fucking height tables all around and all designed for the porn made there. The four lads were excited by the prospect. Ethan had been a flee in my ear all day about how he’d love to make porn. Like I hadn’t seen that one coming, especially with Don saying how much money we’d make with the three of them, “Look at them” He said to me, “And brothers too”. Two of the studios porn actors were also helping out this evening and we introduced them to Ethan, Chris, Sam and Josh. “This is Jermaine and Ben” Don said. Jermaine was 20, black, 6ft4, physically very impressive and very cute with one stud in his left ear. Ben was 19, sandy haired, glasses, slimmer’s build but a lovely smile and sexy ass. Julian came over and took over the arrangements, “Guys, you’ll be serving naked tonight and we want you to wear these collars” He showed them the white collar and dickie, “And these cuffs” He said showing them the individual cuffs. “Now I know you’re all young and virile so erections aren’t really an issue but I want you all to take some Viagra so you stay rock hard all evening” he continued showing them the packet of blue pills, “It will complete the look I want” he said grinning. “So what do you need us to do Julian?” Ben asked eyeing Sam, Ethan, Chris and Josh. “There are canapés and drinks to be served all night so you’ll be taking trays round, plus your eye candy for the night so be yourself and if they want to talk to you, charm them” He said. “And anything else?” Ben persisted. “Ben I’m sure you guys will be fucking later too, let’s just see how it plays out”, Julian replied. All the boys grinned as they knew that was the real reason they were here. At 8pm the guests started to arrive and all were welcomed by one or more of the naked boys all sporting hardons. All of them were attracting a lot of attention with perhaps Jermaine’s 9-inch monster getting the most. The guests were mostly men but some women and ranged in age from 20s to 50s. Don, Julian and I were mingling and talking to them while the boys wandered round with trays. “They are beautiful”, said one German guy who looked to be in his thirties, “They model?” He asked. “Actually only two of them are models for the studio. The others are my nephew, his boyfriend, his boyfriends brother and my postman” I replied grinning. The German looked at me for a few moments taking in what I’d said,” English humour?” He asked. “No” I replied. “Brother’s” he repeated. “I thought you’d like that” I said, “And yes they fuck each other” “And your nephew?” He continued “Yes I have had the pleasure” I replied proudly. “Excellent” He said contemplating while rubbing his crotch. News of the brother’s and my nephew quickly spread around the room and later in the evening after quite a bit of wine had been consumed Don came over to me,” We have to sign them” He growled at me. “Yeah I get that impression too” I replied staring at my sexy nephew smiling and chatting to two buxom women with a sexy grin and his lovely hard cock standing to attention before them. “I’m telling you we’ll have contracts with everyone in this room before the night is out” He replied quickly. “What you want to do?” I asked. “Let’s get them to put a show on. Jermaine is packing a high viral load and Ben is negative but he’s just told me he wants to convert and he’d do it here tonight for them” he said with excitement in his voice. That turned me on too, the thought of a negative bottom taking poz cum for the first time and for the audience, not to mention Ethan, Chris and Sam taking yet more tainted cum to continue their conversion. “Josh” I called as I saw him walking near me. Josh came over to us,” Yes Mr A?” he asked. I smiled at his lovely body and thick 8-inch erection standing proud for me. “Are you poisonous at the moment?” I asked “Yeah I am as it happens, I didn’t want to say as it was your nephew I fucked” he said sheepishly. “Oh don’t worry, I am too and I’ve been fucking him for a week” I replied “FUCK ME…Hot man” he replied in awe. “Listen, we need to put on a show and Ben wants converting, plus the boys can take a little more positive seed for our guests” I said looking at Josh. “Yeah sure, love to” He replied. I looked at Don, “Good?” I asked. “Good” he replied, grinning insanely. To be continued………………………………………….

Had my first fully anonymous breeding a while back. While I'd barebacked plenty of times before, I'd never hooked up with a stranger. Finally getting the courage, I hopped on craigslist and found a guy hosting at his place, full anon, dark room, door open, ass up. After trading dick and ass pics, he hit me up with the address, and I drove to his place. His door was unlocked and I walked in, headed up the stairs, and, as promised, saw a dark figure on the bed, ass up. He had also left some lube on the night table. I unzipped, slathered the lube on, slid it in and went to town. I never saw the guy's face, but I heard him begging as I held his hips down and destroyed him. When I felt my climax coming, I held him down, slammed as deep as I could and dumped a thick warm load in his guts. Then zipped out, said "Thanks," and left. It was the first time I had breed a random guy, and I can't wait for the first time I am in his position.

Actually I am expecting (hoping?) some horny action at the gym or gym shower first? Too bad he shaved off all of his hair. It's personal but when he was clipping his hair I had an image of him with trimmed pubes (too make his cock even look bigger than it already is) and trimmed chest hair and treasure trail and not be smooth all over ;-) Something like this. But to each his own fantasy ;-)

Long Weekend – Part 8 Carl and Mike gave me a tour of their beautiful home, starting on the ground floor with the kitchen, dining room and spacious reception rooms before moving upstairs to a long corridor of guest bedrooms. At the end of the corridor was their room, twice the size of the other bedrooms with two rooms leading off it. The first was the en suite bathroom and the second was their ‘playroom’ with a sex swing in the centre, a fuck bench against the back wall, and racks of toys, leather clothing and fetish gear on either side. Five large flat screen displays dominated the wall above the fuck bench with live video feeds from the guest bedrooms and bareback porn. “And through there is your room”, said Mike as he gestured to a black door almost completely hidden from view in the back corner of the playroom. “Go on, have a look”, said Carl, “I hope you’ll enjoy living here with us”. I pushed open the black door and cautiously stepped through. I was expecting a stained mattress on the floor with a couple of dirty blankets and a pile of drug paraphernalia. I was surprised to find a large double bed with crisp white linen and matching bedroom furniture. The drawers of the dresser were open and a wide array of jockstraps, thongs, and other horny underwear were waiting for me. “These are the only clothes you’ll need around the house. Your cunt will always be on show and ready for use. No is not a word you can use”, said Mike with a smile on his face. “Yes Sir”, I replied. “There’s no need for ‘sir’ round here, just call us Carl and Mike, but we do own you” said Mike. I nodded and started getting undressed. Carl walked up behind me as I was bent over taking off my shoes and slipped a finger into my sensitive hole. I moaned and looked up to see Mike rubbing his crotch, his bulge swelling in his fitted trousers. With his finger still in my hole, Carl lent forward and said, “There is every type of drug you could want in the cabinet over there, have whatever you want and be waiting for us in the sling in 10 minutes”. “Blindfolded”, added Mike, “and don’t forget the poppers, you’ll need them”. They walked out and left me excited and nervous. I quickly finished getting undressed, chose a hot jockstrap from the drawer, and went over to the cabinet of chems. I started with Viagra tablet and a large bomb of mcat with a glass of GHB and Red Bull. Then I prepped a couple of slams of crystal meth and was closing the cabinet when I saw a bag of the mysterious white powder with the winky smiley on. I wet my finger with spit, dipped it in the bag and covered it with the powder before fingering myself with it. I could already feel the drugs taking effect so grabbed the slams, the poppers and blindfold and headed into the playroom. All five of the flat screen displays were showing porn: young smooth toned guys getting bred by hung older guys of every shape and colour. I lay back in the sling and gave myself the two slams, coughing hard after each one. I put on the blindfold and held the fresh bottle of poppers under my nose, the chemical aroma filled my nostrils and I inhaled deeply. I was flying. I heard the door from the master bedroom open and bare feet walk towards me. My arse was right at the edge of the sling and my feet were held up in leather stirrups leaving my hole completely exposed. The feet walked around the sex swing, then a second pair walked in and closed the door. I heard the sound of lube being dispensed from a bottle then just the background noise from the porn. They walked around me, the suspense of not knowing what they were about to do made my drugged-up mind race. One of them gave the instruction “Poppers” and I complied, taking several deep huffs, feeling my hole relax and the need to be filled grew. “Please use me and breed me” I begged, “ I want your toxic loads inside me, I need them, please”. Without warning, one of them held my arse cheeks open and the other forced his lubed fist straight into me and then started brutally punch fucking my hole. I felt a burn like nothing I had felt before, shards of crystal meth in the lube were being forced into my guts with each punch and my hole felt like it was on fire. Then as it started to take effect I started to beg for it harder and faster, my cunt craved the brutal assault it was getting and soon he was fisting me with both hands together. After five minutes of double fist fucking he pulled them out together and my worn out hole gaped and was filled with rosebud. “Push” they said together and as I did, my arse prolapsed and they started rubbing more shards into my exposed pink guts. Mike took Carl’s place between my legs and grabbed my prolapse with both hands and pushed his massive black cock into it and started fucking me mercilessly. I moaned and begged for his poisonous load so he gripped my thighs and pounded my wrecked cunt before grunting and filling me with shot after shot of thick white cum. He slowly fucked me, smearing his toxic cum all over my battered insides, before sliding out of me and putting his cock in my eager mouth. As I licked and sucked the mixture of juices and chems off his cock, Carl positioned the head of his pierced cock at my gaping hole and forced all eleven inches into me in one go. His fuck was slow and deep, feeling every crease of my insides with his sensitive cock, precum leaking from around the fat piercing and mixing with Mike’s huge load. Mike grabbed a weighty dildo off the racking and slid it, dry and unlubed, into my hole next to Carl’s cock. The stretch in my cunt felt amazing and the new tightness caused Carl to unload his heavy balls deep inside me. “Don’t move” instructed Mike as Carl pulled out of me and they left the room. I was blindfolded, my arse had been destroyed, I was dripping with poz cum, and I was happier than I ever thought possible.

Long Weekend – Part 9 I lay there, blindfolded, for what felt like an eternity with only the sound of the porn playing on the screens for company. My arse ached from all the cocks, toys and fists that had smashed it over the past three days. I put my hand between my legs and felt the rough puffy edges of my hole, slick with cum and lube. My rosebud had gone back inside me but my hole still gaped and I could touch my extremely sensitive pink flesh. I lay back and licked my fingers. I was starting to come down from the cocktail of drugs that I had taken and I was feeling pretty rough – I had never partied so hard in my life and I didn’t know what, or who, would happen next. My bladder was painfully full and I assumed that Carl and Mike would prefer me to use the bathroom instead of pissing myself and making a mess in the playroom. I struggled out of the sling and walked into the en suite and took a long slow piss and the relief washed over me. “4 hours and 27 minutes”, Mike said behind me, making me jump and piss on my foot. I looked around and he was standing in the doorway of the bathroom, smiling. “You scared me”, I replied, “I didn’t even hear you”. He looked me up and down and absent-mindedly played with his cock through his shorts. “We’re impressed boy, you tell most guys not to move and they can’t stay still for more than quarter of an hour, you managed 4 hours and 27 minutes. We like that” said Carl, appearing over Mike’s shoulder. I finished pissing, cleaned my foot and flushed the toilet. “Jump in the shower and we’ll wash you” suggested Mike. I nodded and took off the dirty jockstrap as they started the water. I stepped into the luxuriously large shower, with a large showerhead above and several jets coming out of one of the walls. The warm water felt amazing and they took large handfuls of sweet smelling shower gels and shampoo and washed me all over. “Face the wall so we can do your best bit” said Carl. I turned around and stuck my arse at them and held my cheeks apart with my hands. “Good boy” said Carl, “let’s get you freshened up in there” as Mike passed him a toothbrush with some toothpaste on and lightly ran into around my puffy hole. The tingle of the mint with the tickle of the bristles made me stand on tiptoes and I heard the two men chuckle behind me. Then, gently at first, Carl pushed the toothbrush up into my cunt and started fucking my with it, sending waves of pain up inside me. I looked down and saw a few spots of blood washed away by the water, followed by a steady stream. “That’s enough”, said Mike, and Carl pulled the toothbrush out of my hole and showed it to me. The bristles were bright red with blood and then tip had been sharpened to a point. “Brush your teeth”, instructed Carl as he passed me the toothbrush and the tube of toothpaste. I complied, glad to change the taste of stale cum for mint. “All done”, said Mike as he switched off the water and passed me a large towel. I took it from him and started drying my hair. Once I was dry Carl told me to bend over in front of him. I was expecting to get fucked again but instead he slid a tampon into my hole and said, “Stops your boy pussy bleeding everywhere”. I felt utterly degraded as they sent me to bed. They had work in the city in the morning and I was going to have to learn quickly what the duties of a houseboy are.

Wednesday After Work Back at my desk I had a smile on my face and a rumbling in my guts. With nothing else at my desk to eat I drank the other bottle of water, it seemed to have some energy kick to it so I thought I would hold me over. The only problem was it started making me also bounce up and down in my office chair to work the plug in my ass. This would never work and I couldn’t take the time for a jerk session again with work to do. Then I remembered Tom’s relaxing files and popped in my ear buds an hit play. It was amazing again after like 5 min I calmed down and was able to get back to work. The weir ASMR like noises penetrated my head and soothed me. Before I knew it is was 5 o’clock and time to head out. Pretty happy I had gotten even ab it more than I meant to accomplished I packed up my briefcase and started out the door. Walking to my car was both great and difficult. The shifting plug in my ass kept send warm tingles to my cock which was leaking so much at this point I could feel it slip and sliding in the jock strap. I got in my car and another moan escaped from my lips and it pushed the plug nice and hard into me again. The drive home was uneventful, I had decided on the way home that instead of cardio tonight I needed to get some weight training in, so instead of going for a run with Tom and Mike I would head to my gym and do some muscle training. Waking up stairs I quickly stripped off my clothes and decided to rinse off the sweat from my earlier encounter before heading out. As I made my way through the bathroom I looked in the mirror and notice my scruffy face, hmm I need to fix that. Grabbing my clippers I started to trim my goatee, carefully working the edges before I would shave. I kept shaping it and fixing the edges, they never seemed to be straight. Then I thought back to earlier and what I would look like without it. I hadn’t shaved my face totally in around 6 years. Fuck it no time like the present and change is always good. The clippers move over my and so I was completely gone. I lathered up and began to shave, the boar bristle brush felt great on my skin and the sandalwood soap I use always smells great. Before I knew it I was all done, looking at the guy in the mirror I was impressed with how much younger I looked and how great my face was. But I looked off a bit. Here was this youthful face with the deep hairy chest and bush, that just looks weird, I thought. Picking the clippers back up I started working them over my body, striping of my once cherished chest hair, leg hair, bits crotch everything got clippered. Now that looked a lot better. Standing there I looked young and fit. It really helped show off all the hard work I was doing. My cock liked it too as a large amount of precum had dripped on the sink counter making a small pool. Not one to let anything go to waste I bent down a quickly licked I up. The taste was delicious and I savored it in my mouth before swallowing it. I ran my hand over my almost hairless body and love it. The feel of my skin so much closer now. It made me wonder…..Digging under the sink I found what I was looking for. My wife hated any body hair on her so she always had some of the hair stripping stuff. A quick look at the direction said it was perfect for my bikini area, since I don’t have one of those I’ll just assume that I can put it on my balls. I ran some down my arms, chest, balls, legs, ass, even my hands and feet. The stuff smelled weird and kind of burned but I stood there covered in with goo for a solid 20 min while I waited for it to work. When the time was up I went and turned on the shower and got in. The water felt amazing washing that stuff of and I was shocked and how much hair was circling the daring. The water felt different, no longer hitting the impasse of my body hair it glided over my skin feeling like sating running down my body. I got out and toweled off, the nakedness of being hairless was exhilarating . I looked at myself in the mirror and marvels. No hair , not a single one. I hadn’t looked like this since I was 10. My cock looked gigantic huge and pulsing, a pearl of precum leaked out and my finger quickly brought it to my mouth, before I could get to into what I was doing I reminded myself I needed to get my ass in gear and hit the gym. Throwing on a jock compression shorts and a tank I headed out to build some muscle…..

This is a story in five parts, the first I've published. I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it. ------------------------------ Red Letter Day, Part 1. As he pressed the buzzer on the innocuous looking door on the side street in Madrid's Chueca district, Dan was shaking. What the hell was he doing here? It was 4:00 AM but the narrow streets were still busy, party-goers enjoying the night air, cooler than the scorching heat of the late Spring day but still without cause for a jacket. He paused again, looking around cautiously, making sure that no one else from his group was around to observe his indiscretion. But they were all back at the apartments that they'd rented for the trip. Ten guys and a token straight girl on a trip to Madrid over the spring weekend. They'd eaten tapas, seen the obligatory tourist sights, drunk copious amount of alcohol, and danced the night away. But whilst everyone else had gone back to the apartments, drunkenly stumbling the three blocks back to their weekend home, Dan had headed just a short walk away to indulge a craving. His boyfriend, Alex had called it an early night, having peaked a little too early and would be blissfully unaware of Dan's late-night diversion. He jumped slightly as a voice spoke at him from the panel. "Third Floor", the North American accent seemed out of place in the hubbub of a Spanish city. But he was reassured, the guy on Grindr who'd invited him to this party, a celebration of sleaziness, was Canadian. The door buzzed, he pushed it open and went inside. The door closed and the dark elegant entrance hall was suddenly quiet, cool, and still. It wasn't too late, he could still turn back, he could go to bed and pretend this hadn't happened, but something drew him on, pulling him by his nether regions up to the third floor. The door was ajar and he could hear music playing, the instructions on his phone had told him just to come in, no one would be greeting, they'd all be too busy. The small room off the hallway to his left contained a myriad of shoes and clothing, some in neat piles, some strewn untidily. He stripped naked, and paused to look in the full length mirror before folding his clothing neatly into a pile on top of his shoes. He was tall, just under six feet with short messy dark brown hair and piercing blue eyes. Clean shaven, his body was toned, with hints of definition that left him not quite a twink and not quite a jock. He shaved the patchy chest hair that naturally popped up leaving him with a smooth chest that showed his muscles. A tight, groomed treasure trail led down to the asset that left most boys hungry. Eight inches of thick uncut meat, not the largest you'd ever seen, but large and inviting rather than intimidating. It curved slightly when hard and grew particularly thick in the middle; that was the bit that made the boys moan the most. His ass was a muscly bubble butt, shaved smooth with a tight smooth hole that begged for a tongue or a nice dick to enter it. Dan always purported that versatility made life more interesting. He walked down the hallway to the source of the music and voices. Entering the large living room of the duplex apartment, he was greeted by the sight of some fifteen or twenty naked guys, variously drinking, chatting or busily engaging in the favoured activity of the night. He spied the party's host who walked over to greet him. Where Dan's look fell somewhere between twink and jock, Greg was a hundred percent the latter. Tall and muscled with tousled sandy hair and white teeth, Dan's gaze was drawn immediately to the large uncut cock that swung as he walked. Dan guessed it would be longer than his, but not as girthy when hard. He began salivating at the prospect of sucking it, and his dick began to indicate his desire. "You must be Dan? I'm Greg, glad you could make it" he put his hands on Dan's hips and planted a kiss on his lips, as Dan felt their cocks rubbing together, not for the last time that night. "Thanks for the invite" Dan replied, still slightly shakily. "Don't be nervous, you'll have a great time, I promise." said Greg, grinning at him. "So, you don't need any paint yet?" Greg enquired. "Nope" responded Dan, "We'll soon change that" said Greg, laughing slightly. Dan knew exactly what he meant, he'd been told clearly how the party worked in a Grindr conversation that evening that had him terrified and excited in equal measure. He'd been intensely hard the whole time the party was described to him, hence why he was standing there naked now. The invite was exclusive, the host wanted only the hottest guys and as Dan looked around the room he couldn't see any he wouldn't be happy to do at least something with. A little over half the guys in the room, and presumably the guys already roamed into other rooms in the duplex apartment, had writing on their chests in red body paint, one word: POZ. The game was simple, you could do whatever you wanted with whomever you wanted, but the real goal was for those with POZ on their chests to add, one letter at a time, that word to those who'd arrived without. Dan figured that most of those already marked were probably undetectable, like the host, and some were negative guys enjoying the power fantasy. Likewise some of the unmarked guys were indulging in fantasies of their own, but his host assured him that he should only attend if he was ready for the consequences of tonight to be more permanent than the paint it was written in. Greg has warned him that several loads in the room were unmedicated, filled with virus that would leave his negative status a thing of the past. "Where do I start?" asked Dan. A drink had appeared in his hand and the fresh surge of vodka buoyed his confidence. "Wherever you want" came the reply. With barely a moment's hesitation, Dan placed his drink on the table and dropped to his knees, pulling Greg's already semi-hard cock into his mouth. It tasted of cum and ass, and Dan was immediately intoxicated by the flavours that revealed his host's previous endeavours. It quickly grew hard and Dan struggled to contain it all in his mouth, but he was an expert sucker, he'd been doing it since he was 13 and knew exactly how to tease a large man cock with his tongue. Cut dicks were a rarity for him but he'd spent enough time abroad to know how best to work them. Greg moaned and began pumping Dan's face with his dick. Greg drew back and pulled Dan onto a nearby sofa, Dan felt the cool black leather on his knees as Greg reclined and Dan went onto all fours, consciously exposing his ass to the few guys now watching the action unfold. As he worked Greg's long dick, he felt a warm tongue around his hole. Glancing behind himself, Dan saw a tall, preppy, geeky blonde with a skinny, pale body and glasses who grinned as he worked Dan's ass. Dan returned the smile and went back to his sucking duties whilst the pretty, preppy blond went to work on his ass with vigour. Greg leaned down and whispered to him "Jamie there won't just mark your body tonight." With a dirty smile he leaned back, enjoying the feel of Dan's tongue working the thick head and shaft. Dan's cock jumped at the thought of Jamie's load and he pushed back, enjoying the expert tongue work. Suddenly a warmth surrounded his dick and he saw a Spanish guy with just the perfect amount of hair on his chest working his hardened dick. His enjoyment of the sensations in his mouth, ass, and dick were interrupted by Greg who pulled him up with his muscular arms and flipped him round so he was facing blond Jamie, his ass exposed to Greg's cock, wet with his spit and copious precum. Greg pulled on his shoulders and Dan felt the familiar pressure of a dick forcing its way into his hole. Dan's mind burned with the three letters written in red on Greg's chest as he heard the slight pop and felt the filling sensation of raw cock entering him. Raw poz cock. Dan's mind blurred from the vodka, the poppers presented under his nose and the sensation of the cock sliding into him in one go. He let out a moan and found his mouth filled by Jamie's dick. Massively thick, Jamie's cut dick left him barely able to breathe as Jamie thrust into his mouth and battered his throat. Behind him, Greg was working up his pace, his long dick spearing Dan's hole rhythmically and Dan once again felt the Spanish guy Antonio, sucking him. He could feel Greg's dick swelling as he urged "Get ready for this huge poz load you little neg slut!" Greg moaned loudly "Fuck yeah", Dan felt his cock spasm and the familiar warmth of cum filling him. "Take my poz babies" moaned Greg as he thrust the last of his orgasm inside Dan's hole. Jamie withdrew his dick from Dan's mouth and he suddenly felt empty at both ends. He collapsed onto his front and Greg rolled him over, "Jamie's saving his load for somewhere other than your mouth, but right now it's time to mark you up." He took a pen from the table and wrote a large P over Dan's right pec in red body paint. It should have terrified him, but he felt nothing except excitement at the idea of collecting all three letters that would mark him as poz.

Nope, wouldn't touch this proposal with a barge pole.

CHAPTER 11 Cody: I love waking up naked with Dad. It feels wonderful to snuggle close to him, particularly as he had introduced me to sex and since we were both very sexual men. Until recently Dad fucked and bred 'his boy' on a regular basis, but he had recently take the position that he wouldn't breed me until he sero-converts. I decided to reach over and feel his cock cage and all that nice cock honey running out of him. I put my phone down, “Anything important?”, he asked as I continued to touch him as I also rubbed my cock up and down the crack of his ass. “Just a pig that needs cum," I replied. He grunted in approval of both my cock and my words. I fished the key out of the nightstand and reached over him again, juggling his cock cage, explaining “Let me see this thing,” and then adding “I’m letting ‘Big Mark’ out for some air." Dad twisted the other half of the way around as I worked to unlock his chastity device, “Thanks … need that. I need your cum too, boy,” as he touched himself. “Uhmmm.. no, no, none of that, no jacking off,” I admonished, slapping his hand. “Huh?” he replied, looking like a scorned puppy. “If you can nut from my cock, then you nut. Otherwise nothing for you. Now, turn back over.” At this point I realized I was speaking to him like a child. Although he rolled his eyes at me, he nevertheless obediently turned over. My cock was rigid, and I was determined to either fuck him or get out of bed and go breed Tyler’s butt, but I need to teach Dad a lesson about withholding sex from me; when I’m done, I want Dad so horned up he would have no choice but to breed his baby boy. I start rubbing and teasing his ass, getting my precum leaking in a steady flow. I love the fact that he was beside himself with lust, and desperately needed to cum. “Fuck me,” he begged, but I just continued teasing his hole. “You need to cum. That's it, Dad?” I asked as I pressed my cock head against his hole. "Please," he softly moaned. I continued working on him, very slowly, all the while knowing Dad wasn't going to get it from me. Not this morning, at any event. Not from my cock. “Yeah," I cooed as I continued to tease him, adding "you like that poz cock, don’t you Dad? You know, we are are eventually both going to be poz." "Yes," he softly murmured. "And Tyler, too”, I added, even as I was thinking to myself 'I could carve ice with this steel girder between my legs'. I really, really wanted to fuck my Dad's hole, but this morning I had a piss hard-on, and I planned to give dear old Dad’s ass something besides poz cum. I reach over and feel his cock. It felt like he had oozed a quart or so of pre-cum. Then I surprised Dad, saying “Don’t’ move.” Startled, he exclaimed “What?”, but before he could say anything else I was out of bed, heading into the kitchen where I grabbed two ice cubes from the freezer, wrapping them in a paper towel, before heading back to the bed room. “What did you …," Dad began to ask as I placed the paper towel on the nightstand and cuddled up close again. “Shushh, I’m back now Dad … your boy is here," upon which I resumed teasing his ass crack with my cock head, adding “Now, less talking. Let your son’s cock in.” He moaned again in anticipation, not knowing I had now retrieved the ice cubes, holding them out of his sight so he couldn't see what I had in mind. I can feel his tight hole and with all of my precum flowing I guided my cock up against his ass lips and pressed my way in. He was tight, but my cock was rigid, so I knew eventually I'd get there. “Ahhhhh … owww …. Go slow please… ahhh....” “Fuck slow … LET. ME. IN. DAD.” I pushed a bit harder until my cock head popped into his hole. “Good boy, good boy,” I murmured. Dad moaned and my cock felt right at home, just inside his hole, so initially I remained static, but as I needed for him to learn that withholding sex from his boyfriend was a no-no, I knew this wouldn't last, but I also wanted to drag it out a bit longer, so quite involuntarily I found myself almost begging that he not move. I tried to relax, but as I could feel his ass squeezing my cock, it was difficult. Again I urged “Relax Dad ... relax … stay still," and I likewise remained still, doing my best to relax my bladder. “That’s it…. That’s it … ahhhh yeah … ahhhh yeah.” Finally I felt the piss trickling out of my dick and then the flood gates opened. “Ahhhhh, fuck … oh fuck! You’re … you’re.... Yeah Dad, ahhhh… ha ha… you’re getting my morning piss, Dad." My bladder was steadily emptying into Dad’s ass so I carefully reached over, grabbing the ice cubes, placing the wet, freezing cold paper-towel on Dad’s cock. Naturally he jumped, but I held on to both him and the ice, and when he protested, I cautioned him “SHUSSSSH! … Stop moving or I’ll end up soaking the bed. You can lay here and take it." “Ahhhhh … but what the fuck … cold ... cold,” he murmured. As I finished, I could feel his cock had shrunken even as his ass was filled, so I announced “All done Dad, I’m going to pull out," as I eased out of his ass, instructing him to turn over. Dad did as I instructed, but gave me a very puzzled look, especially as he didn't understand the role of the ice pack with which I had shriveled his cock. “Hold still, I again instructed as I grabbed the chastity device and quickly fastened it back onto his now tiny cock. “But … I thought,” he began. But I ignored his question, determined to get the device in place before he gave me too much resistance. To be honest, given that his cock was acting like a hermit crab, it was easy to get it over his tool. With a ‘click’ the lock was back in place. “But...." "When you’re ready to fuck me, it comes off." He looked dumbfounded, and before he could formulate a question, I threw on some clothing. “Where are you heading?" he asked. “You know that hot guy Chris from the testing center?” “Yeah." I smiled, explaining “I’m going to breed his little brother’s tight neg butt." I sensed the frustration and desire on his face. Mark (Cody’s Dad): Cod put on just enough clothing to avoid being labeled 'naked' and headed out to the garage. 'He actually is going to go fuck someone else and leave me with a case of blue balls? I can’t believe that fucker! The nerve! Work me up like that and then leave … to fuck another guy!', was my immediate thought. But not to give-up, I texted Chris: Mark: Hey man, what’s up Chris: Hey yourself, sexy fucker, just hangin’ at home here, really horny, you? Mark: Yeah I am … Fuck me? I can host, why are you so horny? Chris: Little brother been walking around here naked whole time he’s been staying with me Chris: I’m naked and not showered here, prefer you come here Mark: Even with your brother there? Chris: Nothing he hasn’t seen before remember? Mark: LOL … yeah he def watch you suck me Mark: Anyways he’s about to have some company, too so … LOL Chris: ?? Mark: Cody is headed over to fuck him, don’t tell him I said anything, might seem weird Chris: It’s cool, I don’t care if he has guys over Chris: Heard him being fucked last week and time before that and … LOL Mark: Cool Chris: Here’s an idea … wanna watch them fuck? Mark: HAHA! Chris: I’m serious Mark: LOL … ok, not like Cody’s body is unknown to me Chris: Is he already headed over? Mark: Yeah … just heard the car leave Chris: Cool … park on the far right side of my unit, come in the back door near the kitchen, quietly, and maybe we’ll get a little show while we have some fun lol Mark: HOT! My initial thought was to get showered and dressed, but then thought 'Fuck it. Why should I shower? But I've gotta wonder what he'll say about this cock cage'. In the end I pulled on a pair of shorts, some shoes and a t-shirt and head out the door to Chris’ place.

Fuck that's so hot, love both chapters

Finally got a chance to hookup with my new fuckbuds I met at a friend's pool party a few weeks ago (story posted earlier). Got a text around 11 am saying they would be in the neighborhood later and wondered if I wanted to play. I replied "Fuck yes -- I'll be home all day". They arrived in the late afternoon and we got down to business right away. Had a 3-way in my bed with me being the only bottom. After about an hour of getting spit-roasted (they switched places several times and I enjoyed some hot ATM in addition to getting fucked) they were ready to dump their loads - I swallowed one and took one in my ass. I that that would the end of our fun but they had other ideas. They suggested we go out to dinner and have another session when we got home. Who was I to say no? It was so hot eating dinner with them knowing that I had both their loads inside me and I was going to get more when we got back to my place. We repeated the scene from earlier in the day only this time they switched it up and the one who came in my mouth came in my ass this time and I swallowed the load of the guy who came in my ass earlier. Turned out to be an awesome day considering I had nothing planned and was just going to spend a quiet day at home before starting another workweek. Nothing better than taking advantage of an unplanned opportunity to be a cum whore.

Capitol Pride ... love the first 2 weeks of June! This happened Thursday night. Went on my usual night 3+ mile walk with a friend, and decided to take 16th St and pass through Meridian Hill / Malcolm X Park. On my way down the steps headed to W St I noticed I was being cruised by this hot, muscular black guy ... and I could tell he's a visitor. I looked at him a few times and ensured he saw me looking at his big bulge. I needed to taste that dick! My friend and I sat down on a bench that's a bit recessed in to trees, and a minute later he walks up to me. He grabbed my head and buried it into his crotch (still in his basketball shorts). Good God he was soft and his dick felt huge! I couldn't wait, so I whipped out good gorgeous uncut bbc and started sucking it. Shit I could barely squeeze it in to my mouth! I had my poppers and shit ... took a few hits ... and I was in business. My throat really opened up and I inhaled what had to be a monster thick 8 inches dick. Loved the sweaty, salty taste from his foreskin. Once my nose was buried in his pubes ... he grabbed my head with both hands, held it in place and started roughly fucking my face. I was moaning and squeezing his ass ... playing with his balls. I started to feel his balls contract after about 5 minutes when he suddenly pulled out. I'm lightweight, so he easily picked me up and bent me over the bench. I knew what was coming and I absolutely love being stretched wide open by thick dick ... I can't take small or average anymore (as in my ass won't loosen up at all ... I'm not loose). Nothing romantic ... he spat on my hole and his dick then slowly slid in my hole raw. Took a few minutes but I finally felt his balls rest on my ass ... then he just started hammering my ass. Haha the sound of balls slapping ass emanated throughout the park. I was biting my lips, containing my moans. He was totally owning and roughly fucking my ass, and I loved it. After about 15 minutes of fucking, his grip on my hips was even tighter ... one long dick stroke and slam in my hole later, and his dick thickened and he flooded my hole. He's so thick I felt each and every spasm ... and I felt his hot load coating my insides. He kept on fucking and flooded my hole a second time, although in only about 2 minutes this time. I was walking with a friend and yes, I was a good friend and let him fuck me. Black guy too ... skinny, but damn a big dick. His girlfriend is damn lucky! Nothing special ... just slammed in once visitor pulled out, and I sucked visitor clean while getting fucked by friend. He lasted barely a minute before flooding my hole. I friend clean, then we continued our walk with 3 loads swimming in my ass.

Author's note: It's been awhile since I've posted a story... but I have been writing. This story is long (14 chapters and some of them fairly long themselves)... BUT it is mostly written. I'm just going back and doing proofreading / corrections/ adjustments on the later chapters... so the story should not be abandoned unfinished. The plan is to post one chapter a day (or so). Hope you enjoy.

"Relax buddy, we won't cum in you. Today is all about your pleasure, not ours." That's what they said right before they started tag teaming my asshole with their raw cocks. But I'm getting ahead of myself. When I was 19, my family took a trip to one of those all-inclusive resorts to Cancun. It was over Christmas break, so I guess it was a nice escape from the winter, but the resort wasn't exactly geared for the fun of a 19 year old who wasn't drinking. We had done the side trips to the ruins and shit, but mostly we hung at the resort where I was bored and mostly alone while my parents drank and had fun. One day they opted for the catamaran drunk cruise. I begged them to not make me go. I pulled the "I'm not a child anymore" card and said I would be quite content reading, napping and lounging by the pool. They finally relented, and I was left to my own devices for an entire day. If only they'd been more protective of their horny, gay son. I hit the pool pretty early with only my book, towel, mirrored shades, and swimsuit. Since I used to be a competitive swimmer I still had my speedo, which is what I decided would make for the best tan lines. I claimed one of the lounge chairs and set in for a nice day of relaxation. And I promptly fell asleep in the warm sun. I awoke some time later hearing hushed voices next to me. It was two, obviously American men whispering in close proximity to me. Voice 1: Look, the kid totally has a boner! Voice 2: Shhh! Don't wake him up and embarrass him. Voice 1: (laughing) Looks like part of him is already awake! (This is when I realized that I had one of those relaxed, sun-boners and they were talking about me! I was mortified and kept still while desperately trying to will my hardon away, but it wouldn't budge.) Voice 1: Damn, it just flexed in his suit! Totally hot! Voice 2: Yeah, the kid has a nice package on him, and a nice little body. Voice 1: I'm getting hard just looking at the outline of his cock. Oh the things we could do... Voice 2: Don't even think about it. Voice 1: Oh, like you aren't thinking about filling that young ass. Voice 2: Go get us a couple beers and cool off. I heard Voice 1 guy get up and flip-flop away toward the bar. Hearing them talk about me in a gay way was making my dick so hard that I knew it wasn't going to go away without a serious spank. I made sort of a fakey "I'm snoring and waking myself up" noise and rolled over onto my stomach. I tried to lay there quietly like I was still asleep. And when Voice 1 came back, I did an equally fake slow wake up and roll over, but simultaneously grabbed my towel and covered my still throbbing junk. I sat up and decided to read a bit, thinking this might take my mind off things. No such luck. Especially when I saw the two men attached to the voices. One was mid 40's, salt and pepper hair, rough beard, and a stocky, muscular body covered with a pelt of coarse, curly black hair. The other was blonde, a bit younger (maybe mid 30's), tall, smooth, tanned and toned. Both were exceedingly attractive (the blonde could have been a model) and both were wearing straining speedos that left very little to the imagination. I tried to ignore them, but they could tell I was staring. Voice 1: Hi there! What are you reading? (it was the blonde) Oh my god. They were so hot and they were talking to me! I stuttered a bit before telling them that I was reading Humboldt's Gift for my American literature class. I remember this fact purely because I never did finish that damn book and had to cliff note the fucker. This opened the doorway into conversation, through which I learned that they were John (Voice 1) and Vince (Voice 2), a gay couple on vacation. They asked many questions about me, like was I there alone? Was I enjoying my free day? What time would my parents be back? Did I have any plans for the rest of the day? By this time my boner had actually gone down and I was thirsty, so I uncovered myself and stood up to go to the bar to get a coke. My further mortification was imminent. Vince: Um, you might want to sit back down. Me: Why? John: (laughing) Because you left a spot of precum in your speedo the size of a half-dollar! I looked down, and sure enough my penis had betrayed me yet again. My electric blue speedo had a huge, dark blue spot of wetness centered right at my cock head. I hastily sat down and covered up again, completely and utterly embarrassed. Vince, however, knew what to do. "John, go get him a coke would you?" "Sure thing." As John walked off, Vince quietly remarked "Don't be embarrassed. It happens to all of us. And, truth be told, that's a pretty impressive spot. You must be a big leaker. Or just incredibly horny." "Well... um...." "So, are you? A healthy cummer, I mean?" "Isn't that sorta personal?" "Lemme guess. You are stuck here with family and you haven't jacked off in days. And now you are so backed up you were going to fire off a few loads today with your free time. Am I right?" "How'd you know?" Chuckling, Vince replied "We've all been there, guy." "What are you two laughing about?" John asked as returned, coke in hand. Taking the lead, Vince explained "The poor guy hasn't cum in days because he's been cooped up with his parents. Hence the gigantic wet spot." John handed me my coke, and a glance passed between he and Vince. I couldn't believe I was having an open conversation about jacking off and precum with two relative strangers, even if they were two, handsome gay men. Apparently they were of one mind, cause without any further discussion John remarked "You know, we could help you out of your jam. You need to empty yourself out before you make a mess all over this pool deck, and it just so happens that Vince and I like to pleasure guys, such as yourself." "Oh, I don't know... I um...," I stuttered, turning even beet red in embarrassment. "No pressure or anything. It would just be a relaxing, fun time and all about your pleasure. We would make sure you would be empty enough to survive the rest of your stay here with your parents," Vince explained, in a very discrete, man-to-man voice. "Honestly, I'm not sure I should," I responded, honestly more than a little interested. John: What else have you got to do today? I guarantee you'll have a better time than just sitting by the pool kicking yourself for missing a mind-blowing afternoon of sex. Vince: It's your call, but we're nice guys and I think you would have fun. Me: .... ok. We left the pool together and they escorted me up to their hotel room. Now, while I wasn't a virgin (I'd been having oral sex with other boys for a few years now, and I had a fairly regular suck session with a fraternity guy at school) but I'd never done any kind of anal. And definitely had never done a three way. And I'd never had sex with men clearly much older than I was. So you can imagine how very nervous I was. At first we just sat on their bed and they gave me a beer. I drank it fast and relaxed a little. Then they each reached out a hand and started stroking me lightly. Massaging my neck a little. I started to get hard. Both were very patient to start. They gently stripped off my swimsuit and laid me back on the bed. Both of their mouths fell to working on my body-- my neck, my nipples, my stomach, my thighs, my balls. And then I felt the wet heat on my cock. Instantly I was rock hard and straining to hold myself back from the waves of pleasure rocking my body. It was John sucking my cock while Vince sucked and tongued my nipples. He slowly traced his tongue up my neck, to my adam's apple, and then over my chin to my mouth. When Vince's mouth met mine, everything exploded-- including my orgasm. John greedily clamped down on my cock and took every drop. He stayed there until my dick finally stopped squirting like a minute later. John: Holy FUCK this kid's a cummer! God damn! Vince: And I think I found his trigger points. Me: I'm sorry! It's just that when you kissed me I couldn't hold back. You are just so... handsome. And hairy! Vince: (laughing) Yeah, I do have a bit of fur. Me: It's hot! John: I think the kid isn't done yet... he still hasn't gone soft. After that, John and Vince stripped off their suits... and wow. John was totally clean shaven, which made his cock look exceptionally huge. Judging from the size of mine, I figured he had to be at least 8 inches. And Vince had a dark bush of pubes, big balls and a shorter, but decently thick, uncut cock. And both had these curious tattoos on their hips. Me: Oooh. You guys have matching tattoos! Looks like a nuclear symbol. Are you guys radioactive or something? John: (smirking) Something like that. Me: Well, you both are pretty hot! Vince: I think we should massage another load or two out of our friend here, John. Me: Hell yeah! Deal! We had another couple of beers, and then Vince got the lube out of their travel bag. I was buzzing well at this point and feeling pretty good. Vince got me up on all fours, and then proceded to do something that nobody had done to me up to that point. He ate my ass. And when his tongue hit my pucker, I almost came unglued. This released the last of my inhibitions, and I became an insatiable fuck hole that afternoon. John was kneeling on the bed close to me, and as soon as Vince started rimming me, my mouth latched onto John's cock and I started sucking for all I was worth. I was only able to fit about half his cock in my mouth and I tasted his precum as I worked his salty slit with my tongue. John: Damn Vince, this kid can SUCK! Vince: Yeah, but we're here to milk him dry. And I think he needs to be milked from the inside. And with that, Vince lubed a finger and slid it into my butthole. Electricity jumped through me and I became a sex crazed novice bottom. He fingered my prostate (nobody had ever done that either) and it made me go crazy with desire. I sucked John like a hoover while bucking around on Vince's finger, all the while drooling precum all over the bedspread. Vince worked a couple fingers into me along with more lube... then his fingers left my ass. It felt like someone had shut off my horny switch. But then, I felt Vince's cock head rubbing up against my hole, teasing and pressing against my pucker. And while it was electric, warning bells were going off in my head. Me: Do you have a condom? Vince: Yeah, somewhere I think. But how about I just tease your pretty butthole a bit with my cock first? Me: We really need a condom. And you need to go easy on me-- I've never been fucked. Vince: Never?? Me: Nope. I've wanted to do it, but it just hasn't ever happened yet. John: Vince, pass me the poppers. I'll help our little bottom virgin out. Me: What are poppers? They aren't drugs are they? I don't do drugs. John: No, you just sniff them and they help you relax. They actually have a medical purpose. Me: Um.... John: Here, I'll show you. Just take a small sniff like this... John took a hit, and I could see him go flush a bit and relax. Then he held the bottle under my nose. I debated it for about a second, and then took a hit. The warm rush was incredible. Vince timed my rush with another finger assault which had me begging for more. The damn poppers had made me desperate for cock and had silenced those pesky warning bells. Me: Oh god. Fuck me! Vince: You want it? Me: Yes! I need to feel your cock inside me! Now! Please?? Vince didn't need to be asked twice. John held the little bottle under my nose again, I took a hit. And as I went soaring on a wave of pleasure, Vince entered my ass. While it hurt, it really didn't hurt as much as I thought it would. Sure it burned a little bit, but overall he was able to slide right in and I just felt full. It probably helped that he was uncut and I was an incredibly horny teenager. Vince slow fucked me while I got used to having a cock in my ass, and I went back to working John's big cock with my tongue and throat. The pleasure I was getting from both ends being filled, plus the alcohol, plus the poppers had me rock hard and begging for as much sex as these two men could dish out. Vince eventually sped up his tempo and the sensation his fat cock was giving me was making my head reel. I was tingling everywhere and begging to cum again. I reached back to cup Vince's balls and to feel his cock sliding in and out of my ass. And that's when I noticed he didn't have a condom on. Me: Where's the condom? Vince: You told me you wanted cock in you now. I didn't have time to put one on. Me: But sex without a condom is risky... Vince: Relax buddy, we won't cum in you. Today is all about your pleasure, not ours. John: Here, have some more poppers... Vince continued to fuck me and my protests ebbed as the pleasure increased. John pushed his dick back into my mouth and I let the poppers relax me into the pure ecstasy of man on man on man sex. Vince: Oh Johnny, you really need to feel this boy's ass. It's so tight and smooth! John: I can't wait for my turn! Vince: Well, it's coming soon. I'm about ready to share... John: Sweet! Here kid, take another hit Me: Damn this feels so good. Vince: It's gonna get better in a minute. I'm going to put my cock head right at your prostate and you are going to feel me flex it. Trust me, it will drive you wild with pleasure. Me: Do it! I wanna feel that! Vince thrust a few more times in me quickly, then parked his cock a little more than halfway inside me. And then I felt it. His cock head was pressed up inside me, and I could feel throbbing and flexing inside me. The sensation was incredible! John: You doing it Vince? Vince: Fuuuck yeah. You feel that, kiddo? Yeah, I'm trying to milk your load out from the inside. Me: It feels amazing, I don't want it to stop. Vince: I can do it again later, but now it's John's turn though. And just wait til you feel him inside you! Me: I don't know... he's so big! I'm not sure I can take it... Vince pulled out with a wet plop, and shifted around the bed. He suggested that I try riding John's cock to start. That way I could control it better and be more comfortable. Without Vince in me, I felt like my switch had again been turned off and I desperately wanted it back on again. So I agreed. John lay down on the bed- his cock enormous and intimidating. Vince lubed him up and worked a bit more lube up my ass. Me: Shouldn't we get a condom? John: Vince didn't have to wear one. Me: But we have time to get one one now and... Vince: It's okay kid, just try it for a bit. We can always get one on later. I want John to feel what I got to feel! Me: Just... don't cum in me. Okay? John: Wouldn't dream of it. I straddled John's groin. John held onto the base of his cock while I tried to line up his head with my hole. Vince fed me more poppers, and before I knew it I was sliding down almost the full length of John's big cock. He bottomed out inside me with still about an inch of cock to go. There was a dull pain deep in my abdomen when John's cock head was poking my guts, but the sensation of that much cock sliding inside me and filling my guts sent me over the moon. I think my eyes literally rolled back into my head. John: Holy fuck! This kid is a natural born bottom! Vince: What did I tell you? John: So fuckin' hot and slick! Thanks for lubing it up for me! Me: Oh my God! You are so fucking BIG! Vince: Enjoy the ride you two. I started sliding up and down on John's cock and he let me control the fuck action. Every thrust into me from his cock gave me the sensation like I was stroking my own erect penis. Only I wasn't touching myself. It was like I was jacking off, but no-handed. The pleasure was building, and it sent my body into sort of a fuck frenzy. I was fucking myself down onto John's cock and building my orgasm with every bounce. Vince straddled John's face and fed his soft, uncut cock into John's mouth while John grabbed my hips and helped ram my ass up and down faster on his cock. Vince worked my nipples and then planted another deep, wet, scratchy beard kiss on me. I went into overload. Me: Oh God! I'm gonna cum! Vince: Do it, kid! Me: Dont' stop fucking me-- I'm so close! John: I wanna feel you cum with my dick jammed in your sweet fuckhole! Vince grabbed the back of my head and kissed me again hard and with that kiss my first shot arced up between us and spattered all over Vince's hairy chest. As soon as he felt me start to shoot, John grabbed my hips and thrust all the way into my butt, even that last inch that wouldn't go in seemed to find a place inside me. The pain in my guts mixed with my orgasmic pleasure was enough to make me cry out into Vince's mouth. But I couldn't stop cumming. Volley after volley of my spunk coated Vince and dripped down onto John's face. I was spasming like I was having a seizure and Vince eventually just looked on in amazement as John started laughing and licking up the cum gobs that spattered his way. I kept shuddering and shaking with the post orgasmic shivers. Vince kissed me gently while I was still impaled on John's cock and trying to relax my quivering sphincter. John told me that if I stopped wiggling around so much he could make himself go soft so it would be easier to pull out. A few minutes later and after some deep breathing on my part he was indeed flaccid and I was able to ease myself off of him. Feeling fully satiated, I was going to take my leave but Vince and John convinced me otherwise. Vince: You are a young stud, and I bet you have another load in you yet. John: Besides, we haven't cum, have we Vince? Vince: No we haven't. And there's still a few more things we could do together. Three cocks offer so many options... John: It would be a shame to waste them. Me: But I probably should be going... Vince: Where? You're parents aren't gonna be back for a few hours yet. Might as well spend it fucking. John: Hasn't it been fun? Haven't you enjoyed yourself? We've sure enjoyed you. In the end I agreed to stay for another round of sex. We had a few more beers, and they eventually got me hard by tongue-fighting over my cock. This got them hard too and the next thing I knew it was a free for all on their bed. We were all kissing and sucking whatever we could get our mouths on, rubbing on each other, humping, etc. I ended up on top and this time rode Vince's cock (I had decided that I quite liked riding and being in charge) while John stood on the bed so I could suck him. Then John squatted over Vince's face so Vince could tongue his hole while John and I made out. John worked my nips and I begged Vince to do the pulse-trick on my prostate again. After about 15 more minutes of fucking, he grabbed my hips and I felt the magic throbbing inside me again. Each pulse was like an joy buzzer shock inside me- I loved it! Then they both maneuvered me so that I was on my back with my head hanging over the edge of the bed. More poppers and John was fucking me again with his huge cock while Vince stood over my face with his flaccid, wet, uncut penis. Me: I've never sucked an uncut cock before. Vince: Well, this is a day full of firsts for you! John: (giggling) And lasts... Me: I think I'll remember this day for the rest of my life Vince: Of that I have no doubt. John grabbed my ankles and took to fucking my ass hard. And I took Vince into my mouth and let my tongue savor his foreskin. The feeling of the skin was silky, and I could taste a mixture of lube and what I thought was his precum. When I inhaled, I got a full whiff of his musky manscent. It was almost better than the poppers. The rush of blood to my head and the feeling of foreskin in my mouth was dizzying. John flipped me around (all while not pulling out his cock) and got me on all fours. He then suggested to Vince that since this had been a day of firsts, how about they make me Lucky Pierre? Vince agreed and hopped up on the bed in front of me. I had no idea what a "lucky pierre" was, until Vince spit on my cock, and shoved it into his ass. It was so warm and velvety... so unlike anything I had ever experienced. So hot! So much better than a blow job! I was getting my ass fucked by a big cock while simultaneously losing my anal topping virginity inside a hot, furry daddy! It was all too much. I think I lasted all of a minute before I warned them that I was getting close. That's when John reached forward, grabbed Vince's hips and Vince reached back and grabbed mine. I was locked in place between them and stuck in Vince's ass! Me: I'm gonna cum! I should pull out!!! Vince: Just cum in me, kid! John: Do it! He wants you to! Me: But... but... Vince: I trust you John: C'mon kid! Shoot that load! Breed my boyfriend! John thrust again hard inside me and with that I erupted inside Vince's ass. The wet heat of my orgasm enveloped my cock as I shot my third load of the afternoon into Vince's bare ass, groaning "God DAMN, this feels awesome!" Apparently it was an impressive orgasm because Vince echoed my remarks saying "Holy fuck, I can feel him cumming in me!" In full approval, John answered "So hot! Take that virgin load!" After my orgasm finally subsided, John slid out of my ass with ease and I did the same to Vince. We collapsed in a sweaty heap on their bed. I awoke about an hour later, with a headache and instant fear. According to the bedside clock, my parents were due back at any time. I jumped to my feet, pulled-on my speedo, grabbed my stuff and headed out. I thanked Vince and John for the best sex of my young life and they said it was truly their pleasure. I made it back to the pool and managed to rinse the sex off about ten minutes before my parents arrived, so they were none the wiser about my afternoon activities. Several weeks after we got home I got really sick. My parents figured it was just some bug I picked up while in Mexico. Six months later at the student health center at college, I found out my parents were right. It was something I picked up in Mexico. And I discovered the meaning behind Vince and John's matching tattoos.

I hadn’t been the best brother in the world to my sister, Jane, since our parents had died three years earlier. My life was hectic and I travelled plenty which meant it was rare for us to actually be near each other long enough to meet up. I did talk to her by phone often especially after her divorce as she had struggled for a number of years with Ethan, her teenage son. When we eventually arranged to meet, it was over the coming weekend as I’d not seen her or Ethan since our parent’s funeral. I knew Ethan had just turned 18 but when I finally laid eyes on him I was really shocked. Not in a bad way, in a very, very good way. First I should say I’m 42, gay and had definitely been the black sheep of the family. I am also HIV+. My sister was four years younger than me and had married young and to her school sweet heart Jamie, who, after several years, turned out to be a right fucking cunt. They’d had one child, Ethan who it seemed had, in recent years, had been bullied by his Dad for some unstated reason, and his mother had had to keep the peace. I encouraged her to boot the bastard out, which she eventually found the courage to do. My life revolved around work but I was also constantly and insatiably hungry for cock. I didn’t mind where and who (so long as legal) and the more at once the better. I don’t know who had knocked me up but I’d been living with HIV for 10 years now. I had kept myself in shape since my teens and still had a reasonable six pack and good definition. I also kept my body smooth and luckily had yet to find a grey hair so I did look younger than my age. When I spoke with my sister, I invited her to stay with me in my London flat for a few days so we could catch up properly. When she arrived, I had a very pleasant surprise as she was accompanied by Ethan. The original plan was that he would stay with friends, but apparently his plans had changed, and truth be told, my eyes must have been out on stalks because Ethan had grown into a very good looking teenager. He had short blonde hair, a bit of a nice tan too. Blue eyes and perfect white teeth. His smile lit up his face which frankly, was absolutely beautiful. My ex-brother in-law was a cunt but he’d sired a very hot young stud. I embraced my sister and shook Ethan’s hand and welcomed them in. Considering I’d not seen them for so long it was like we’d not been apart. My sister was keen to chat but I had to admit I found it hard to stop staring at my nephew who besides being very eye catching had removed his jumper to reveal well defined arms which clearly belonged to a toned body. I knew it was wrong but my cock was semi hard and my mind playing out all sorts of scenarios. I don’t think I was imagining it either but I was getting a few glances from Ethan too. We sat in my large lounge with its views over the Thames, drinking wine. Jane had commented how her ex had maltreated her, when Ethan chimed-in with the blunt statement “He was also such a cunt to me." “But why?” I asked looking at both of them. I never liked Jamie at all to be honest but I never saw him as particularly evil and certainly not to his own son. Jane shifted a little not saying anything but Ethan looked me in the eye, answering “He found me making out with my boyfriend." I was a little taken aback, to be honest I had no idea Ethan was gay but I looked at my sister who just nodded back. I guess the family gay gene was alive and well. “So he’s a homophobe?” I asked “Too right he is, the wanker” Ethan replied with clear hatred for his father laced in every word. “Oh Ethan, he just didn’t know how to deal with it” Jane began but Ethan got angry and glaring at his mother, “And beating me with his fists was his way of dealing with it?” he retorted. “What?” I interjected angrily. “He didn’t mean to," Jane replied, glaring frantically at us. Ethan, however, interrupted with an emphatic “Mom, he did it to both of us. Stop making excuses for him.” Ethan was very agitated by now. I looked at them both as tears poured down my sisters cheeks and her son sat red faced and fuming. “Okay, guys, time out,” I said in my best management style. “I didn’t know all of this Jane. You should have said something,” I started. Jane, however, correctly reminded me “Why? You were never around for us after Mum and Dad died. You were off on business while I had to face it all on my own,” she managed between sobs. I couldn’t argue with her. She had a point but it had brought the afternoon down to a shitty low point. “Okay, well, look, let’s start anew. I’m here now,” I said smiling at both of them. We spent the rest of the afternoon and evening catching up, with the tone lifting considerably. I cooked them both a nice meal and by the time we were ready for bed their moods had been totally uplifted although, I couldn’t help notice the many times Ethan had touched my hand, arm, back and yep, even my ass. My flat only had two bedrooms so I let Jane stay in the guest room and I handed Ethan a blanket and pillow, pointing to the couch. “Trust me it’s comfy, I’ve slept on it loads” I said. He thanked me and took them and I left him to retire to my own room. It had been a long day but I still couldn’t get my sexy nephew out of my thoughts. I stripped, climbed into bed and turned on the TV,choosing to stream some hot twink/daddy porn in which a hot lad was taken roughly by a hard daddy type. I watched for perhaps half an hour, slowly wanking my rock hard dick when I heard a faint knock at the door. Turning off the TV, I rose out of bed, pulled-on my robe, and opened the door, honestly expecting to see my sister but there stood my nephew wearing nothing but his briefs. He was stunning. Teenage six pack and perfectly defined body which was completely hairless. “Uncle, can I talk to you?” he asked at the door looking at me pleadingly. I looked at him for a moment before realising what he’d said….”Well, errr yes, sure come in,” I replied. He came into my room and shut the door behind him. He walked over to the bed and sat down. I stood with my robe open and I could see he was checking out my defined muscle chest. “What do you want to talk about Ethan?” I asked also finding it hard to not look at his perfectly defined upper body and perfectly clear skin. “I err,” he began looking down at the floor, “I know you’re gay too” he started. “I haven’t been able to talk to anyone about being gay. Mum wouldn’t talk to me and Dad would just shout at me,” he continued. I watched him with a mixture of utter lust as well as feeling terribly sorry for him. “Can I talk to you about my feelings?” he asked finally looking up at me. I smiled back at him and came and sat down next him on the bed, put my hand on his. “Of course Ethan. Anything you want," I replied in as even a tone as I could manage. He looked into my eyes and smiled back at me. “Is it true you are HIV positive?” he asked. I hesitated momentarily before answering, “Yes.” He looked at me for a long time before speaking again. “Will you breed me?” he asked. I was totally shocked to be honest although I was also excited too. “Ethan you’re young. You don’t want HIV…. not to mention I’m your Uncle. What the hell would your mother…. my sister say?” I blurted back. He stared intently at me, seemingly not at all embarrassed. His right hand moved and rested on my leg. My rock hard cock actually twitched. “Uncle, I like older men and I only like to fuck raw. I know I'll eventually convert, but I'd rather get it from a man I like and trust, and who I think is hot,” he explained. I didn’t reply straight away either. I stared back into his eyes and my lust was beginning to overpower my shock. My extremely sexy nephew wanted me to breed his cunt with my seed. The irony being I was actually having a few problems staying undetectable at the moment so my seed was pretty deadly right now. “Ethan you’re extremely hot, I can’t deny it but you’re asking me to infect my flesh and blood,” I finally replied. A smile broke out in Ethan’s young beautiful face. He leaned slowly forward to me until our faces were millimeters apart and moments later we were kissing passionately. I couldn’t help myself. He was exactly the sort of twink I’d happily fucked and infected in the past, but this time a family member wanted my deadly seed. I wrapped my hands around his body and pulled him to me and within minutes had one hand down his briefs and feeling his quite thick and substantially rock hard cock. He may have been 18 but he seemed very experienced and forward. I guess no different to how I was at his age. Eventually we broke off the kiss and I pulled my robe off so he could see me naked. He stood and dropped his briefs to let his thick eight inches swing free. He was stunning. I knew I would be ploughing him for hours to come. Luckily I’d had my bedroom sound proofed as, having had many a naked slut tied to my bed, screaming while I’d inflicted my particular blend of depravity on him, I decided discretion was prudent, so I had spent quite a bit of money to ensure the outside world was unaware of my play time. So, I knew I could fuck Ethan without his mother hearing anything but still the electricity between us was unlike anything I’d ever experienced: I would convert my nephew and what was more, he wanted it. I pulled him back on to me and our naked bodies wrapped around each other as I reached down to probe his smooth asshole. Ethan was happy to be led by me and clearly was the subservient type which suited me perfectly as our tongues once more probed each other’s mouth. I forcefully pulled him up and fully devoured his cock as he groaned to my touch. I sucked him for no more than five minutes before he began to groan, cumming hard into my mouth. I swallowed every drop of his load. As I expected, his cum was delicious and plentiful. I smiled, devouring my nephew’s first load. Young pups cum quickly but often which pleased me. I forced him round and he fell down on my cock as we now 69’d. He devoured me rather expertly for a teenager and I rimmed his smooth mancunt getting my tongue deep inside his lovely hole, followed by a finger or three. He moaned as I invaded him for the first time and his expert ministrations blowing my cock was getting me so horny. The need to pump a load into his negative hole was paramount. After ten minutes I pulled him forcefully round and we kissed hard again as he straddled me. My cock erect and now against his ass cheeks. Pushing him off me finally, “You want my toxic load Ethan?” I growled staring into his eyes. He didn’t even pause, “Yes Uncle, breed me. I want you,” he whispered back. I didn’t need asking twice and with his help my cock was now at his hole and Ethan began to push back against my cock. He was well lubed by my saliva and my cock easily began to slide into him. He began to inhale hard and groan as my thick member stretched him wide. He rode my cock like a pro. Clearly he knew how to bottom. I couldn’t take my eyes off him as we fucked. I thrust up to meet him as he rode down on me. His body was absolutely stunning and involuntarily I reached up to twist his nipples which, of course, only made him fuck me harder. He was making a lot of noise as we fucked and even though my room was sound proofed I pulled him down to kiss him and silence him. My dark desires were starting to come out and I gripped his throat and squeezed hard. Some guys panic a little and find it too much but Ethan seemed to like being fucked hard and never once stopped me from throttling him as I fucked his ass. The more he moaned the more I squeezed his throat until he couldn’t breathe and he seemed to love every minute of it. I pulled him down on to the bed, positioning him on this back, and fucked him missionary. His eyes were fixated on mine, connecting at a primal level. He was delicious and the thought of converting him with my positive seed excited me far more than some anonymous fuck I would have otherwise met at a bar. “Breed me, Uncle,” he kept moaning as I rammed his cunt. I could feel my seed beginning to boil and very soon I knew I was close. “Do you want my seed you dirty little cunt” I growled as I felt my orgasm building. “Yes sir” he replied staring up at me. I was close but I felt Ethan actually clamp down on my cock as my cum exploded inside his negative cunt. Groaning loudly I pumped my deadly load inside him as Ethan pulled me down kissing hard, my cock twitching as it continued to pump seed in him. “Oh fuck” I moaned, the realisation that I’d just dumped a high viral load of cum inside my kin suddenly dawned on me. My nephew seemed almost joyous though and while we kissed all he could do was grin, “Thank you Uncle” he moaned. The damage was now done and I began to relax and felt it my duty to make sure he converted with someone he knew. We kissed for many minutes and even though I’d cum my cock remained hard and still inside my nephew. “Have you taken positive loads before?” I asked eventually breaking the kiss. “Yes, I’ve been cruising since I was 15 and I know I’ve taken undetectable loads before, but I know you are poisonous at this moment,” he said with a twinkle in his eye. “And how do you know that?” I asked a little taken aback. “You told me on BareBackRT last week,” replying with a big grin. It suddenly dawned on me what he was talking about. I regularly hook up with guys on BBRT and just recently I’d been talking to a guy without a profile picture who said he was chasing and I told him how I loved to breed guys with or without their knowledge. I’d also said I had an infectious viral load right now, “You are Chaserboy?” I asked starring into my sexy nephew’s eyes. “Yes. You’re not mad are you?” he replied looking a little afraid. I paused a moment then a grin split my face and I forced my tongue back into his mouth. “No Ethan. I’m glad I could help you out,” I finally replied. We spent the next couple of hours fucking several more times. I also spent some time scratching his asshole, with the intent of ensuring he converted. After pumping my third load inside him with Ethan riding on top of me like some wild banshee, he collapsed on top of me, our bodies sweating profusely, breathing hard. I looked over at the clock. It was nearly 5:00 AM. “Listen Ethan you’d better go back to the lounge to get some sleep,just in case your mother gets up and finds you missing,” I suggested, staring at my sex crazed nephew. This had been a fucking awesome visit and I suspected I’d be using his body as my sex toy plenty more yet. I particularly wanted to explore his tolerance to pain. To be continued……..

This is a true story that just happened. I'm 26 and live in Newcastle, in the UK. I had just finished work and decided to go to the Eagle, which was on my way home, just for a quick beer. I had heard that sometimes one might find some fun downstairs, so beer in hand, I went into the basement to take a look. There were a few guys down there, most in their 40's and 50's. I went to the toilets at the back and in a cubicle found there was a glory hole. When I saw a finger slid through the hole, beckoning me, I couldn't resist and I slid my cock through. The guy on the other side of the glory hole was doing a really good job sucking my cock so I was thoroughly enjoying myself, when suddenly the door to my cubicle popped open. I assume I must not have locked properly. In any event, there stood a guy in his late 60's, maybe even early 70's, looking at me, my pants down at my ankles and my cock inserted into a glory hole. "Nice. You having fun?" "Yeah," I replied. He stepped into the cubicle and locked the door. Ordinarily I won't play with a guy so much older than my age, but I really didn't want to move as the guy sucking me was doing an amazing job, but when the older guy reached his hand between my legs and played with my balls, and after a minute or so, went down on his knees and began rimming my hole, I wasn't about to object. Moreover, the rim job he was giving my ass was amazing, and I went along with him when he produced some lube and pushed it into my ass. At some point the guy who had been sucking me left off, but not to worry, another guy readily went down on me, even if, truth be told, he wasn't quite as good as the original sucker. The older man, meanwhile, stood-up and wanked his cock, sliding it up and down my ass crack. "I don't want to get fucked," I commented. "What are you afraid of? You'll like this," he replied. "I'm HIV negative, and want to stay that way," I explained, still determined to enjoy the blow job.. "Don't worry, I'll wear a condom." A few seconds passed, with much rustling of a cellophane packet being torn open, and then I felt him separate my ass cheeks as his cock pushed into me. So I just let him slide his dick into my ass, and after he was balls-deep, he began fucking with an excellent rhythm that was doing all the right things to my prostate. "You like my old cock?" he asked. But I didn't answer. Between the attention to my cock and the added pressure on my prostate, I was perfectly happy. He repeated his question a couple more times, but I didn't bother answering. My acquiesence to his attention was a form of an answer. "I'm getting close," and "I'm gonna blow in your ass," were the next remarks he made, and they sufficiently got my attention that I asked "You are wearing a condom, aren't you?" "Don't worry, just enjoy it," he responded. Reading between his omissions, I responded "Dude, I'm negative. What's your status? Are you wearing a condom?" "I'm poz," he answered, once more not fully answering my questions. "You can't cum in me. I'm neg. Are you wearing a condom?" He then pushed into me hard, slamming me against the cubicle wall. I couldn't move. "Oh fuck, I"m cumming in you. Fuck, yeah, neg boy! Take my poz load. Mmmmm." he moaned as I shot my load into the throat of the cock sucker in the adjoining cubicle. As his began to fade, I managed to slide-out from his grasp, and as I did, his cock slid out of my ass. Turning, I caught a quick glimpse: as I had suspected, he was not wearing a condom. I almost can't believe this just happened, but it did.

To all the tops out there : do you prefer fucking a short bottom (5,7ft up is not considered short) or do you find yourself more attracted to taller bottoms?

I've been taking it raw from my friends dad( im 21 and he is 52) and he is singel. It's the best sex I've ever had but I feel guilty. He is insanely hot and treats me like a whore just the way I want it and my friend knows nothing even though his load has been inside of me more than 10 times.

Part 2 on it's way

First time poster here to explain the backstory of this tweet. This story is 100% true: https://twitter.com/cuntarmo/status/675104714695041025 So this was my second time breeding Cunarmo, the most famous cum dump in NYC. I one time bred him before after attending a disappointing "party" (gangbang cum dump had a very short time limit with a pushy overseer and barely lubed up) in which I gave him two big loads in between two consecutive fucks and he loved it. So I just came back form successful job training and my cock was hard and my balls ache because I had not cum for an entire 7 days. I don't jerk off anymore because I live with my roomates with zero privacy so I'm like overflowing with cum. I also was wearing a brand new jockstrap called Trophy Boy that has a removable pouch for the cock so it acts as both a cock ring and easy access to my cock and balls as well as my ass. Thankfully Cuntarmo answered the call. After some set up and walking, I was suppose to meet another top and go tag fuck him, something I never done. This was the first of many firsts. So I walk with the bottom, this hot Asian dude in that other picture and I see classic Cunarmo. Ass up in a jockstrap with a hood on ready on the bed. Next to him was all sort of supplies such as wipes, poppers (which I don't use), lube, hand sanitize, ect. He knows how to take care of his tops. The lights were also dim in a moody way but the room was lit up so you could still see everything and everyone, which is great because I hate dark rooms. There was a slight puddle of cum on the floor, which is great because I told him to be extra cummy as I wanted to churn loads. He said he took five of them earlier than me. More on that later. So I strip down to my new jockstrap and I'm already half hard but I try to be a gentleman and offer the Asian dude to go first. He stressed for me to go first and we bickered each other with kindness for a bit and then to my surprise he grabs my cock and stroke it. Even more of a surprise, before I can even say anything he sucks it for a bit. This makes me super hard since Asians are my weakness and I know now he is a verse. Hot! He guides me over to Cuntarmo's hole and I finger it a bit. After some probing, I shove my cock in, all the way to the base in one thrust. His ass is nice and wet and barely any resistance as I start humping. I tell him to contract and he does alternating, loose then grip. Loose and then grip. I can feel the loads in there mixing together around my cock. I churn fuck him like this as the Asian is being blown and every time I pull out, some cum hits the floor so hard you can hear the spill which makes my balls twitch. The Asian and me switch positions and for the first time Cunarmo blows me. He is good, not as good as his ass but it kept me hard. I commanded him to suck my cock. Then I would pull it out of his mouth and slap his hooded face with it and then wave it so the tip of my mushroom head would brush against his lips in a tease. Then he stuck his tongue out and I slapped it with my cock and then he sucked it some more. To my surprise, he then starts licking my balls, which I love as I did trim them that day. This entire time, the Asian is fucking. I remember this is suppose to be a tag team and I move over to the Asian, stroking my cum and spit covered cock that is now glistening like a Thanksgiving turkey iron hard. I look at the Asian fuck that man cunt and keep thinking about doing some things I've only seen in porn, such as DP or doing an alternation where we go balls deep and pull out in one stroke, me, him, me, him repeat. But as I'm thinking this, I feel something else on my cock. It's that Asian boy's hand and he is jerking me off while he is fucking. I feel a tug as if he is telling me to move to him. I take the hint and move over, but I push it further and stand right behind his jiggling Asian ass in motion humping away at the cum dump. I stroke my cock and slap it against his ass and then he jerks it while placing my tip between his cheeks. I nudge my head at the entrance and then reach over to grab the lube. I wet up his hole and I do something I've always wanted to do: I shove my cock in as he is fucking and start humping his hot Asian fuck hole while he fucks Cuntarmo, who is hooded and has no idea what is going on. Sadly, after only about one thrust, the Asian cums in Cuntarmo and then pulls out, pulls me out, get dressed and leaves. Bummer, I really wanted to fully fuck him while he was fucking the cum dump and then have him pull out and me cum into Cunarmo. Maybe even half cum in the Asian, pull out and then finish my nut into the cum dump. Ah well, beggars can't be choosers and right now I have a hole to finish. I shove my cock back in, now also churning the Asians load. I do my usual fucking, grabbing onto the elastic of his jockstrap like I'm at a rodeo, every time I pull out cum just falls out of his ass like Niagara and hits the wood floor with a very audible splat. At one point, I even pull out and have him push as many loads as he can onto my cock, drooling that jizz all over my tool and then fuck him super hard. During those last fucks, he clamps on me really hard and I'm in heave and my balls unleash their wrath on his hole. It was the most intense flood I ever had. I was actually cumming into his ass for 12 seconds and I think I dropped so much sperm into his ass that I replaced all that I fucked out of his sloppy hole! He milks my cock with his muscles until I go soft. Then I pull out, his hole wrecked and oozing with sloppy cum fart sounds. I clean my cock, pee, get dress and do my traditional slap the bottoms ass and whisper "Thank you!" He enthusiastically whispers "Your welcome! Thank you!" back and I leave. The best part? I have a video of the last two paragraphs. The internet here is shitty so wait and I'll upload it for all to see. Attached is the jockstrap I was wearing. My only problem now is that I now have not come for TWO WEEKS so I have a World Record amount of cum to give. I've though of going back, and will someday but for now, I hope there is another lucky bottom out there who wants my fountain of a load. Don't be afraid to PM me, especially jockstraps, thongs, glory holes, anon, CD's, Trans and I want to also bareback straight women one day!

Went to a massage party in Ann Arbor. Got there a few minutes late, stripped down and joined the folks. There were 2 rooms where guys were trading massages. Kinda hot, I was getting a bit of attention when they should have been focusing on the person getting massaged. A little after I got there, this hot black man with dreads joined. Lanky and big dick.I couldn't tell if he was giving me eye contact but he had my attention. After a short amount of time, the facilitator asked him to join the other group in the other room. Fuck. Well, maybe meet up with him after the party was over. When time was up, he came back into the room and we continued to migrate toward each other. Long story short, before I knew it, his dick was in my ass till he finally gave me the nut. We talked and exchanged numbers. Hope to meet him on a semi regular basis. Not too far from me and same line of work. And big dick!

I love the idea of being a sex slave but some of this just sounds too far fetched. Castration? Teeth removal? Female hormones? No thanks.

man with an ass like that I wouldn't mind either

Most loads I've taken is 14 in one visit to a bathhouse...five through a glory hole and then with a cum dripping cunt I went to a cubicle...door open and nine more; two were jet black guys who double teamed me, they had recently arrived in London from the Congo.

Sounds stupid, if the wasn't stupid clauses about teeth removal, hormone replacement and castration I would say maybe. After the ten years you will be a mess and 1 million would not make up for that. Also have to think about how safe you would really be, might not even make it the ten years if you caught something and had no medical help etc.

Fucking hot and oh so pleasurably wicked!! MORE, please!!

Deliciously Hot!

this is a hot story, indeed! I had already shoot a couple of loads with the first 2 chapters

Funnily enough I have a cute nephew but he's an arrogant cunt!

Thank you positive feedback and comments, any ideas welcome. Long Weekend – Part 5 By now if was late Friday evening and a stream of guys of all ages and descriptions had visited me in the van in the woods not far from where I live. We had all lost count of the number of loads that I had taken, at least thirty, and they were all plugged up inside me with a massive butt plug. I was starting to come back to normality and the older guys who had tricked me into thinking that they were young lads in their twenties had been up for 24 hours so decided to drop me back home and get some rest themselves. The road out of the woods was bumpy and every pothole and log we drove over pushed the buttplug into my ass and massaged my sore insides. The van pulled up outside my house and then pushed me out the back doors in just a pair or cum soaked shorts and a dirty tank top. I unlocked the from=nt door and they pushed past me to retrieve their camera, sex swing, fucking machine and other sex toys. Kirk and Tim took me into my bedroom and told me to try to get some rest ready for their plan for the rest of the weekend. Kirk gave me a coupe of diazepam tablets with a generous measure of whiskey and the world around me quickly hazed out and I was asleep. Long Weekend – Part 6 After a long dreamless sleep I woke up feeling disorientated and confined, I couldn’t see and my arms and legs were pulled out into the shape of St Andrew’s Cross. I tried to look around but realised that the mask on my face was firmly in place and my limbs were firmly bound. The room was warm and I was naked except for the face mask, even the buttplug had gone, allowing my hole to relax and for a slow dribble of cum and ass juices to run down my low hanging balls and drip onto the floor. A door opened to my left and instinctively I looked that way, despite the facemask. The sets of footsteps entered and closed the door, then the familiar deep voice of Kirk, “Hold his arm perfectly still”, “Don’t worry, I’ve got it” replied Tim, who gripped my left bicep and forearm firmly, giving Kirk perfect access to the veins in my elbow. The familiar tightness of the tourniquet, the sharp point of the needle, the release, the cough, and the buzz, then repeated on my right arm. Then they removed the facemask and I was facing an array of three large flat screen display screen, each playing a different bareback movie. The mixture of groans, screams, moans and “fucks” coming from them was overwhelming. Kirk stuffed a couple of Viagra in my mouth and told me to swallow before fingering some of the mystery white crystals into my holes. “Enjoy!” he shouted as he and Tim left the room. At first the high and the horniness were amazing, the rush of chems through my blood and up through my arse combined with the endless stream of porn was mind-blowing. Black and Hispanic raw cocks slammed into young smooth white bottom boys, cum shot over their holes and fucked into them, gangbangs and drug-fuelled hate fucks. But my own hole felt completely empty, I needed to be fucked, I lived to be fucked, I lived to be used. My rock hard cock dripped precum on the floor but strained from not being touched. This was torture. After an hour, a dark hooded figure walked in holding a small black briefcase, which he opened up on a table beside me. The porn continued to play and the chems raced through my veins. He didn’t say a word, took out a small syringe and gave me a booty bump of fuck-knows-what and then donned two black latex gloves, knelt down in front of me, and started to tattoo the all-too-familiar toxic symbol above my cock. The vibrations from the tattoo gun, the pain, and the feel of his warm breath against my cool sweaty skin were too intense for words. I begged him to fuck me or suck me, to put something in my ass or just touch my rock hard cock. He didn’t even glance up at me or pause what he was doing. This torture was too much to bear, I was so fucking horny but couldn’t do anything about it. I begged him and begged him, I told him that I didn’t care if he was neg or poz or had AIDS or anything, I just needed him to fuck me. I was so high that I wondered if my words were just mumbles or he wasn’t even there. I tried to move my hips to make my cock hit his hand as he tattooed me, which just sent a string of precum through the air and hit him on the cheek. He stopped, wiped it off his cheek with his gloved hand, and then licked the glove. He stood up, walked behind and picked up something metallic of a table behind me. He came back in front of me and held the metal sound at eye level and then lowered it towards my cock. He teased the end of it into my piss slit and then, using nothing but my own precum, slid it down into my cock. Then he attached an electrode to the end and attached the other electrode to the frame I was attached to. At first the sensation of the sound inside my cock was all consuming; I had never used one before and it felt uncomfortable but right. At last I had something inside me. Then he turned up the power, sending electrical convulsions through my dick and into my prostate, wave after wave, my cock spasming up and down, my balls tightening against my body and buzzing. He turned it up again; my upper thighs tightened rhythmically, my lower abs. My precum forced around the sound and poured onto the floor between my legs, joining the mess of dirty cum and ass juices. The hooded figure continued the tattoo and, after twenty minutes, had finished. My cock and balls were dark blue and painful, my upper legs and abs were exhausted and tight, and to my surprise, my hole had tightened up again. He pulled the sound out of my incredibly sensitive cock before wiping away the blood from the tattoo and covered it with antiseptic cream. “Right” he said, as he removed his gloves, you are ready for auction.

This literally just happened 30 minutes ago. I got this text message on my phone saying "I'm hosting now" and that's all it said. I had no idea who this was or where they got my number but I thought it was a straight guy with whom I had spoken, having connected through Craigslist. He wanted me to fuck him, and he told me to bring condoms, which lead me to think 'Hmmm - if he doesn't have any condojms, then there's a good chance I'll get to bread this sucker'. So, with that hope, I traveled to his house, and, as he had told me, the door was unlocked. Walking in, I found him laying down on a towel, wearing girlie pajama pants. I assume they were his girlfriend's and that he likes to wear them - to feel like less of a man and like the bitch that I was about to make him. I approached him, slid down his girlie pajamas and started lubing up his HAIRY fuckhole with the lube that was on the night table. I started sliding into his TIGHT hairy hole and don't even get the head in when he looked back and asked "Where's the condom?" I was utterly distracted - this guy was one sexy fucker. Hell, I hadn't given any thought to his appearance when he and I were texting - I just wanted a sweet hole to fuck. And bingo, I fucking hit the jackpot. He was handsome, scruffy bearded, and maybe 24 or 25 years old, about 5' 8'' (I LOVE 'em short) and 160 pounds. A fuckin' wet dream. I had to think quickly, so I replied with this lie: "Sorry, guy. I don't have any condoms. I have a girlfriend and apparently we ran-out when we fucked the other day, and, of course, being a woman, she didn't tell me to pick-up more. I also sometimes wonder if she doesn't stock-up because if there's a whole box, she thinks I'll carry 'em and I'll fuck every girl I can." With this I thought (hoped!) he'd simply say "Okay, fuck me bare," but no, his reply was "That's cool" and he reached-over and grabbed a condom from his night table drawer. FUCK! "Will a magnum fit?" "Yeah dude, just put it on me" Well naturally, like most of you fellow breeders, I believe that condoms are the devil, so when he put the condom on me and I was very concerned I'd go soft, but fortunately I knew I'd have a couple of minutes before my dick gave-up the ghost, so I devised a plan in my head that got me even more excited. At this point he was bent over in a position that made it difficult for us to fuck, but I kept it up as long as possible, if only to give him a sense of security. Then we changed positions, and he rode my cock, a position that, by the way, I absolutely hate, as I much prefer to be in control of the fuck. My sense is bottoms should simply kneel on all fours and take my nut, so after a couple more minutes of tearing-up his hole, I suggested the doggie position, and also made sure he saw I was still wearing the condom. Then when he was in the right position, I came-up behind him, discretely took-off the condom, and, my cock pointed straight at his beautiful hairy fuckhole, I slid into my fucking prize. Fuck yeah! This is what I was waiting for. I could feel his hairy hole welcoming my sweet seven inch cock as it slid in and out of him, getting wetter and wetter from the precum I was dumping into his sweet ass. After ten minutes during which I pounded his hole doggy-style, and being so fucking turned on I knew I needed to cum soon - before he suspected anything, I started fucking him harder and harder and treating him like the bitch I knew he wanted to be. I was getting closer and closer 'til finally I pulled out and shot a MASSIVE load all over his hairy wet hole. I pretended that I took off the condom, and got dressed and headed home, proud of myself for stealth barebacking my first guy. Maybe next time I will breed him and then he won't find out until I'm gone and he has cum leaking from his hole. PS: This is the first story I've ever written. I just wanted to share it because it was the first time I ever stealthed a guy! I might be tempted to write more if you guys like.

That third pic is my favorite pose. There's no way my dick is getting soft when a guy has his legs above his head showing off his hole like that. I like when the hole is clearly on display and looks ready for dick.

I really don't give a shit. My instinct just tells me to breed a bottom fuck hole, no matter what size he is.

OK, so it wasn't "porn" but I found that short excerpt REALLY HOT... sometimes things are more intense when you can't "see" everything (at least for me) .... will have to track down the whole movie (even if it is short)

PART 16 Satisfied with his work, Jammes eased the brush from Joel's ass and tossed it over onto the bed. He stood up and pushed the box seat backward with his heel. He pulled Joel up off the sling and turned him around. He smiled at Joel as Joel smiled at him. "You married white men sure know how to get yourself into hot water," Jammes said quietly as he reached out and closed the door. "You in particular being a Mormon are going to have a lot of explaining to do in a few months." Jammes grinned. Joel stood there looking at Jammes. "I . . . I don't know where to begin. You drugged me in the water." Joel shook his head vigorously as Jammes' face became dark with anger. "No, no, no. I'm not blaming you. Please believe me, but . . . you did . . . drug me with the water. You took me on a journey. I have never . . . ever done anything like this before. You woke me up . . . out of a nightmare . . . that I . . . didn't know I was in. I don't want to go back. I won't go back. I know where I belong." Jammes listened to Joel's words as his dark anger abated. His brain was working overtime trying to keep up with what he was hearing. Jammes studied Joel's face. He saw a white man pleading for help. He saw a white man in a desperate situation. He didn't know this cracker. The only thing he was good for was to infect with his HIV strain and send him back to his wife so that his life would be shattered. Yet, Jammes had just this night also admitted to himself that this was a white man who was impressive with his mouth, his ass, his resolve, and his willingness. The facts whirled around in Jammes' computer brain. Jammes tossed in variables and possibilities and for good measure tossed in all the negatives and liabilities that this new toy of his represented. Jammes studied Joel for a long time. Finally, Jammes spoke almost in a whisper, "You did well tonight. You made an impression on me. What you need is a lot of training still but you have the heart of a lion and a willingness to learn. You might be of some value to me once you were properly trained." Joel's eyes widened as his heart began to race at the words he heard. He brightened up and became alert to every word that Jammes had said and would say. But, he never spoke a word waiting to hear what else Jammes had to say, and, then, only if given the opportunity would he say anything. "Yeah, you got a shot at more training white man. There isn't a 'no' in your vocabulary. Forget that word. You got your start tonight. Let's see how long you last . . . white man." Jammes looked at Joel, then, slowly held out his hand, "I'm Jammes." "I'm Joel, Sir," Joel responded putting out his hand, "and I belong to you." Joel had in the extreme recesses of his mind that one day he would have to contact Dr. Marks again. He just couldn't keep that appointment . . . at least, not just now. He had other priorities that must be satisfied first.

I love that. I've pissed in plenty of guys asses after cumin and fed them piss when blowing me. I love getting it too. sometimes after a guy cums he'll start pissing without saying a word, thats hot. I can tell if a guy wants to drink my piss if I just let out a little bit as he's sucking and gauge his reaction.

When I was Neg I was constantly getting worried about guys cumming in my mouth and in my ass. I used to get scared getting tested. But as soon I became Poz, all that fear has gone. It made my sex life more simpler, I can just go out to sex club fuck anyone raw and get fucked, don't need to worry about anything. I am undetectable and I get tested every 3/6 months for other STD's. Fucking without condom it's hot. What I'm trying to say is, I start enjoying sex more being poz then I did when I was neg.

PART 10 Jammes stepped closer to Joel grasping a chain hung from the ceiling as he began to stroke his half inflated uncut fat 10-inch dick that specialized in wrecking and pozzing holes that belonged to white men. He especially enjoyed making a toy out of married white men like this and getting them so hooked on black dick that nothing else offered any satisfaction at all. This one though had touched him with his skill of sucking his dick. He had been so compliant and willing all night long. Jammes had been thinking about all that as the night passed. And, now, Jammes had so easily talked this one into a self-imposed gag. He was going to enjoy filling this one. He grabbed both white cheeks and pulled them open lowering his eyes only when he had finished exposing Joel's now loosened pucker hole. The tip of his dick moved gently forward finally finding its bull's eye mark. Jammes pushed forward increasing the pressure on the opening. His hands released the cheeks and reached up to Joel's waist grasping it firmly. Two pairs of eyes looked at the other with one knowing what pain there was going to be and the other pair in equal determination to accept this Sequoia-sized mammoth dick that he had so come to adore when he was sucking it. Jammes while gripping harder the waist in his hands plunged forward in one determined explosive action sending the head of his dick into this willing hole peeling back the great hood that covered the end. Joel no longer having the full benefit of the meth that had been blown into him earlier felt the brutal assault that instantly spread his sphincter muscle to a 7-inch circumference opening. The pain exploded inside him. He grit his teeth and screwed up his face into an unbelievable contorted display of utter agony. The scream that bellowed up from his lungs held inside his throat. His body went rigid. His head spun violently as if in a tornado but Joel was determined and had decided this was what was missing all his life. He would never return to Utah. Jammes smiled and repeated his dry invasion of this white man's ass. Joel's face remained contorted and repressed another scream as the result of another two inches of Jammes went into the hole. A third vicious assault added another two inches or so with Joel responding in the same way. For the fourth time, Jammes sent his now almost fully inflated and excited dick into the ass of Joel causing the same pain only deeper still. Jammes took a deep breath and let it out slowly. As he finished his exhale and with the most savage attack so far, Joel felt Jammes slam the last two inches inside him slapping his crotch area into Joel's cheeks and held himself there as Joel finished off his agonizing cries of consent and acceptance. Jammes held himself in check until Joel calmed himself and made peace with what he was now feeling. The screams in his throat lessened in a couple of minutes but still the pain was almost unbearable. Joel was determined. He tightened down on his sphincter as he choked off his throat shutting down his screams. He opened his eyes looking at Jammes and shook his head yes.

PART 8 Jammes held the spread opening for several minutes causing Joel to begin to twist in hunger for a more filled feeling. His body was demanding attention now. He absolutely was in need to be used. His head twisted to the left and then to the right as he began to whimper pitifully. Jammes decided it was time to move on and began a slow release of the stretched opening which did nothing for Joel's urgent need. Closer and closer Jammes' fingers moved together until at long last they once more touched each other. Jammes pulled them from Joel and patted his new toy's now closed hole. Jammes reached down into his backpack and pulled out his tube of lubrication. He released a small amount of the lube spreading it over the tip and inserted the tube full length only to begin slowly withdrawing the tube as he depressed the plunger releasing the home brew into Joel's ass. Joel had fared well with the whole process. But, now that there was no longer a presence, Joel began once more to whine and whimper at his empty horniness. Jammes reached into his backpack and took out a black 6-inch dick-shaped dildo with a safety set of balls to prevent total insertion. Jammes placed the dildo against Joel's ass opening balancing it there on the fingers of his left hand. He turned and winked at the men looking in at the window. His head turned back to his work and with a swift hammer-like stroke of his right fist the dildo was pushed light speed fully into Joel's ass. Joel sharply yelped once both from shock and size of the dildo. His yelp was muffled by the expert placement of the hood by Jammes who immediately rose and moved to Joel's head. "You know that didn't hurt," Joel heard Jammes soothingly speak to him as he lightly rubbed Joel's chest and stomach. "You know you are going to take larger ones. Your body is begging for me to quench your thirst just as I did with the water you took from me. Remember? Now, tell me you neeeeeeed me to satisfy that hunger your body feels. Come on. Tell me, and I promise you a night of unparalleled delight." Joel stared into the darkness of the inside of the hood. His nostrils flared. His body was feeling so awake and alive. The spoken words echoed in his ears as he wondered if he had been heard saying, "Do what you want only fill me up. I'm going crazy. PLEEEEEEASE!" Joel pleaded. Jammes alone had heard Joel's muffled begging words and smiled. They all end up here at my mercy begging for more he thought. He returned to his seat and began twisting the still impaled dildo finally beginning to pump it in and out of Joel's ass. Joel felt a sense of accomplishment and more desire as Jammes went about his business of priming this new white ass toy for the ultimate use. Jammes played with Joel for several hours upsizing dildos until at last the 12-inch long and thick black dildo was now pummelling the hole which had been a virgin earlier that evening. Jammes worked Joel's hole hard with this dildo as only moans of lust and muffled words of encouragement came from under the hood. At times, Joel was screaming for Jammes to amp up his work. Jammes only smiled when he heard the begging words. But, it was now 3:00 in the morning, and Jammes had one more item to use. He yanked the dildo out of Joel, closed the window, and removed the hood.

PART 6 Jammes closed the door behind them and pulled Joel to him planting a deep kiss on his lips. He slid the window open and laid back on the bed. Joel positioned himself sliding his mouth down the shaft of his dick as Joel now considered this gargantuan black dick as his. He was still swirling in his head but totally focused on sucking this dick and returned to his object of lust. Many men watched Joel sucking. Many men knew what was in store for Joel before the night was over and smiled. Joel had been sucking Jammes for about 15 minutes straight now and his jaws were absolutely reaching the end. He was in a panic that he would fail. What Joel didn't know was that with Jammes there was no failure. Sensing that Joel was reaching his end, Jammes reached down and pulled Joel up off his dick and up onto his chest making sure that his now fully erect dick could be seen sticking up between Joel's thighs. Men who had witnessed this scene before smiled knowingly and did a thumbs up to Jammes. Other men looked on in envy and wonderment. "Your mouth feels great, man, but you need a rest," Jammes said lightly kissing Joel. "I'm going to help you take this dick of mine. Not many men have a mouth as talented as yours, man. You're going to love taking my load of cum." Jammes had cooed and wooed his way through his words of diversion just as he had done so many times before with each time ending the same way. Jammes kissed Joel again and then disentangled himself closing the window for the moment but winking at those in the audience whom he knew had seen him work before. He returned to Joel pulling him up and walked him to the sling. Joel never asked a word but climbed onto the leather. Jammes lifted Joel's ankles one by one securing them in the straps and then repeated the same with his wrists. Jammes positioned Joel's butt to hang over the end just a little. They kissed again. Jammes pulled a hood from the backpack on the floor and went to Joel's head. He held the hood up, winked at Joel, and nodded. Joel looked at the hood and then Jammes. Hesitantly, Joel nodded. Jammes fitted the hood to Joel's head making sure the nose feature allowed for plenty of air. Jammes returned to his backpack pulling from it a 7-inch drinking straw, a bag of fine white powder, a small scoop made from a straw, a pointless syringe, and a vial of sterile water placing each of the items on the small shelf on the back wall. With great precision and quickness, Jammes prepped the pointless syringe with the white powder and sterile water returning it to the shelf. He then inserted the 7-inch drinking straw into Joel's ass leaving an inch just outside Joel's puckered entrance. Jammes scooped up a hefty amount of the white powder, inserted the scoop into the straw so that the scoop was fully inserted, then, bent down and with a great breath blew into the straw sending the white powder deep inside Joel where it fine coated every surface. Jammes pulled the straw about a third way out and repeated the process. Once more Jammes pulled the straw another third way out and gave a final blow of the fine white powder into Joel's rectum. Joel in short order felt a slight warmth but was distracted as Jammes had by now withdrawn the straw and replaced it with the pointless syringe which he withdrew as he pushed the plunger discharging the doctored sterile water. Joel felt the syringe being removed as a liquid was left behind.

PART 5 Jammes watched as the transformation happened. A new cocksucker was born. How many new cocksuckers had been born because of him and his uncut 10-inch dick? Just a little more to find out if this one was one of the best. Would he be able to take all of his dick or would he weenie out? Jammes decided it was time to see if this man would be in the elite. Joel felt his mouth being removed from the dick and whimpered. He was being repositioned on the bed allowing for his guest to sit toward the foot near the door as Joel knelt on the bed. Jammes leaned to his right a bit so that Joel had access to the now almost fully erect dick. Joel saw Jammes wink and nod his head toward his dick. Joel dived forward spreading his mouth wide as he slid back down onto the giant in front of him. As he did, Jammes pulled Joel's left leg toward him so that he would have access to Joel's ass. Joel inched his mouth downward more and more filling his mouth full. Without knowing why, Joel shielded his teeth and began to suck and piston on this man's dick. It was a slow tempo but one that suited Jammes. No doubt this was one cocksucker to be prized for his skills. In the meantime, Jammes went to work on Joel's ass. Jammes found the tightly closed wrinkled opening. He placed his finger tip dead centre and on a downward stroke gave a great shove pushing at least half of his finger inside Joel's hole. Joel never broke stride except for a small grunt. Jammes smiled and pushed more. He then went to work on the inside garnering grunts and moans from Joel. Over and over and over again Jammes raked his nail on the inside of Joel causing small tears. When his finger was finally withdrawn, Jammes saw a nice light red covering his finger. He smiled. Jammes once more repositioned his new interest so that he was kneeling over him as Jammes lay on his back. Now, Joel's ass was directly over his face making it an easy target and Joel's mouth was covering his Sequoia of a dick making love to it just like Jammes preferred. By the time Jammes was finished this time, both he and Joel were in a light sweat. Jammes found an even bloodier cover on his finger. He beamed. Jammes pushed an unwilling Joel off his dick and pulled him up to where they could talk. "Man, you are super. Not many men can take my dick in their mouth and work on it like you do. You would be great to watch. Do you know that? Men would really love to watch you suck on my dick the way you do," Jammes cooed soothingly at Joel in a breathy husky voice. "You have a talent most men don't. You could give them lessons and put them to shame," he continued in his hypnotizing drone of flattery. "You know you want to show off. I can tell you do just from the way you're doing such a great job. Why don't we go back to my room where we can close the door but there's a window we can open and let men watch you go at it? You up for that?" Jammes cooed into Joel's ear and then licked it sticking his tongue inside. Joel shuddered at the intimacy. He didn't know what was happening to him or what or why he was doing this. It was as if he didn't care. What he knew for sure was he didn't want to stop. When Jammes withdrew his tongue from Joel's ear, Joel said, "Yes, as long as I get to suck your dick and swallow your load . . . just like I saw in the steam room." The two got up and went to Jammes' room.

Sometimes I just can't help myself. Last night I had some wine, was feeling tipsy and loose, and horny as hell. I needed to get fucked. I was on one of the hook-up sites and it wasn't looking good. Most of the time when I feel like that, I just want a guy to use my hole, pump his load into me, and then be done with it. Last night it seemed like there were a lot of guys on, but looking for long and leisurely sessions, getting to know you better and all of that. As luck would have it, a Latino daddy hit me up. He was just looking for a quick fuck, so after a couple of messages he gave me his address. The fresh air help to clear my head a little, and the walk wasn't long. And as I approached his building, I was asking myself, "Am I really going to do this? Totally anonymous bareback sex?" That idea always gets me hotter, so I kept going. He buzzed me in and I climbed the stairs to the second floor. He opened the door, pulled me inside, slammed the door behind me, and led me to the bedroom. Standing next to the bed, my head still swimming a little, he came up behind me and yanked my nylon track pants down to my ankles, revealing my totally naked butt (I wasn't wearing any underwear or even a jock). Then he pushed my shoulders forward so that I was bent at the waist, grabbed my hips, teased my hole for a couple of seconds with his big Latino cock head, and then jammed it into me. I admit that I wasn't really prepared for that. It hurt. My hole tried to tighten and clamp down to refuse entry by this huge and rough intruder. He wasn't having it, though. His dick was still buried inside me, so he just held my hips and began to pump. There was a lot of moaning on my part, and he made some very sexy grunts as he enjoyed my hole. The only lube making things go more smoothly was his precum so I was grateful that he seemed to ooze a lot of the stuff, and pretty soon my ass was feeling better. I felt stretched wide open, which I love, and my hole no longer felt like it was on fire. I started to bounce back to meet his thrusts, taking as much of his meat into me each time. He was thick and going very deep in my ass. What a feeling to be so stuffed and filled! This was a frenzied fuck, though, so there really wasn't time to sit back and memorize the feeling and shape of his beautiful cock. I was just here for the ride. He pounded me good and hard for probably about ten minutes, gripped my hips really hard (I'm sure I'll have hand-mark bruises for a week!) and buried himself balls deep into me. He growled as I felt his thick cock expanding and contracting as he pumped his load deep into my ass. "Take it you fucking slut!" he yelled at me. Once his dick finished emptying his seed into me, he slowly let his meat slip out of my hole. I used all of my ass muscles to clamp my hole shut and keep all of his load in me. I didn't lose a drop. He yanked my trackies back up, slapped my ass, and said, "Get out, slut,". I staggered to the door and quickly walked home. I did feel like a totally used slut. My hard dick bobbing around inside my nylon pants told me that I love playing that role. When I got home I raced to the bedroom, grabbed a butt plug, and stuffed it into my hole. I wanted to sleep with his load in me. I lay on the bed with my eyes closed, thinking about how I was behaving like a whore, letting random anonymous guys fuck and seed me. After all, I didn't know this guy's name. And the two lines he had spoken to me consisted of him calling me a slut. I didn't even know if that was a toxic load he'd pumped into me. That final thought pushed me over the edge, and my dick exploded, spraying my chest and stomach with cum. I howled, gasped, and panted through the orgasm, and when it was done I wiped the cum up with my hand and licked it clean. And then I fell asleep, content, fucked, and filled.

Life with my roommate is great as it has solved my financial problem and my sexual desire at one time. When they need a second for their customer they call on me, as its 99% of the time I work as Top because of my 11 inch dick. They tell me to get some professional done pictures and put add up on Rentboy witch I do as s bottom. I see that a bottom can make $150-$200 per hour and not getting many calls but as when I posted the same add up as a Top charging $250-$300 the phone did not stop ringing. As I'm in it for the money so I'm going to be as a Top most of the time. There is a lot to being a Rentboy with customers being flakes having bad attitude sticking my dick in dirty holes. Then you have the ones who say they can take a big dick and as i start to get the head of my dick in they say they can't take it anymore. Then you have the very nice ones who I bottom who treat me real well. Then you have the ones who My into all night session who are into Tina & G and like getting piggy, they are very few of them. My roommate and I go out as a gang to some sex clubs , they get me in because of my age and to protect me, as there to many people who are there not to fuck but maybe just suck dick. Then you have the private sex parties where you are vetted and thous are a lot fun. At these parties it's a ratio of 3 Tops to 1 bottom as most are bareback only and everyone is hot looking or they have very big dick. As I like to bottom more than Top and I'm willing to take loads I get invited to all the time. What I like is I get to party and my roommate look after me as after I get slammed , booty bump and some G in me its anything goes. I'm in the sling , bench or bent over something I have every dick coming at me. The amount of good size dicks coming at is like heaven after the first load is in the rest is easy as now it’s just how long the Tops last before they blow their load in me.I love the look on their faces when I have their cum dripping out of my hole or squirt it out and I take my fingers and scoop it up and put it my mouth , wile their eye are on me plus I like eating cum. I'm really loving my life for the first time living with my roommate. Two of my roommates are up for some type award called Hookies at the Black Party and they gave me a ticket to go witch should be a blast. They have been talking about the Black Party and what goes on since I moved in with them. I ask how should I dress, just a clean hole with jock strap and your boots should do you real well,as my roommates have leather chaps & vest and I don't have any leather. Once we enter the giant ball room with thousands in it , the music is hard driving and the main floor is pack with guys dancing most are in leather or little like me. All 4 of us get on the dance floor and they give some E. I have never been on E before so I have no idea what will happen but soon I feel this rush of energy. They tell me I have keep drinking water as I'm sweating as they lead me off the dance floor as I feel like we just started w but they tell me we were dancing over 2 hours now its time to go have some fun. We see there are other areas we should explore , we find an area we see 2 guys on there knees sucking dick and with all these hard dicks around my roommates take me over to a couch that has a bed sheet on it and bend me over , with in seconds I feel a dick on my pucker hole and soon it's balls deep in me. Someone comes over and ask for a condom and one of my roommate says its raw only so get out of the way as I look behind and I see a long line of hard dick for me to service, I see a few with bio hazard tattoos witch I say to my self I hope he thinks this is a POZ party. They keep giving me E it's not like being slammed with Tina but between the music and the hard dick fucking my holes and the taste of cum in my mouth I’m really having a great time as I get up I feel the loads coming out and I don’t want any leaking out . They said I took about 25 loads after I get my pants on wile trying not to leak any of the cum out, we want to do one last dance together before we leave as we have been here for over 10 hours and the numbers of people is a lot less. Before I get into the cab I see the back side of my jeans wet from the cum I took. Through out the night I kept seeing this guy dress in all leather maybe 30-35 years old 6 Ft with a nice build. We are ready to leave and he comes over and gives me the envelope and says to give him a call. Ok I'm a Rentboy and maybe this guy wants to party with me as he is hot looking. On the way home my roommates are all over me and once we get home they break out my rig and give me a heavy slam put me in the bed. They call me a slut as they don't think I got enough tonight and call up some friends who could not go to the black party to come over and party with me. I was ready to crash from the E but now the hit of Tina I ready. About 4 good friends show and it just fuck as hard and as fast as you can leave your loads., they even put a post up on BBRT. When I wake up I feel like I was hit by a truck, I can see the sheets are cover in cum and some blood , my hole feel real sore as I stick 3 fingers and say to my self I think someone fisted me with no lube witch I found out to be true. It was a 36 hours since I went to the black party I spend 36 hours as a cumdump on E witch I like now but I will always like being hit with good Tina. I do see I have some marks on my ass cheeks from being slapped. I take a long shower and I look in the mirror I say to my self I must have been some kind of tease to the man in leather, then it hits me he gave me the envelope. I find my jeans and you can see they are stain from cum so I open it and there is $1,000 with a phone number & email address and this is just to talk WOW at any restaurant I want. I ask my roommates what I should do , they say it's just to talk he might be someone with real money who wants a date. I get to the place on time and he is waiting for me we go to a table in the back so it's a little private. He says he likes me and would like to know how I would like to be his 24/7 boy. My head tell me to run buy my gut tells me to stay. He ask if I like being a bottom more that s Top as he has seen my Rentboy profile and says when he saw me at the Black Party and how I handle the gangbang and how I enjoy it. I told him I did and after the black Party my roommates slammed me and invited over few more guys and gangbang me again. He ask how did I feel , I told him I was sore he laugh then he said he know all about me. He know about me being kidnapped and what happen to me in details and now I feel like running but something tells me to stay. He is really interested in me and tells me how I'm doing Financial wise. He knows I'm doing ok but I could do a lot better as his boy. I will live with him and be given allowance when he showed me the amount that will payed to me every month ,it's more than I make in 3 good months, I told him I would think about it. My roommates know some people who can help investigate him. In a few days they find out he is very wealthy and is also into some heavy play and is always looking for young boys as he does pimp them out sometimes but he always take very good care of them by making sure they get a good education. This is a big step for me as I feel comfortable here but I'm tired of all the flakes & bull shit I get as a Rentboy and having to Top most of the time.

He gives me a brown bottle and tells me to put it to my nose and take 5 deep breaths. Between the last heavy slam and the poppers I think I can take as I watch in the mirror as he starts to work his hand into my hole. Every so often he puts one of the toys from the bed in me and they are getting bigger as I feel the pressure and stretching of my hole. I now see his hand disappear into me and then reappear. He keeps putting more Crisco on his arm and tells me to 5 more deep breaths of the poppers. I'm now feeling him pushing in as I'm moving the sling back and the feeling is something Im really start to feel the power of something so big in my body as he starts to move his arm in an out of my hole. The pace is getting faster its like I want more and deeper. When he finally pulls out I hear the sound of plop of my hole trying to not give up his fist as now I know why people get off from a big dick and now for me it's taking a fist, I wonder how it feels when you are not all FUCKUP on G. Tina with poppers. After I taken out of the sling the leader comes in and says are you finish with him yet. He says not yet as he puts this funnel in my mouth and starts to piss in it and I'm to drink it all. He in now finished but would like to see me again and see if he could get his elbow all the way in next time as he was so close and did not wanted to wreck such beautiful hole. The leader ask do you have it and he is given a large bag that I found out later was a fresh batch of Tina. I was whored out for Tina but it was good stuff as I found out later. As we are leaving this hotel I'm starting to crash and when I wake up its in another hotel and I don't have any idea how I got here. The Leader is in the room with 5 or 6 other people and tells them to go for it as i’m starting to wake up. I'm on my stomach as the first one spreads my legs and shoves his dick in my dry hole. When they get me up on all fours the leader gives me a slam and I'm back to normal. Once one drop his load in me I clean off his dick as best as I could. A few left but it seamed more were coming in after some had left so I was getting gang bang real well. When the last one left I was wide awake as I see the Leader is counting the money that I just earned for him. In the coming week when we traveled I was no longer being cuffed up as I really had no place to go and I was actually having a good time. I was fucking people maybe 70% of the time and getting fuck or fisted the rest witch I like more now. Back at the Leader home with his sons witch I was part of the family and was pregnant with their seed in me. We would just party till we were either out of money or getting low on Tina or G. At the leader house he would have these parties where I was to perform either as a stud and fuck any hole that was put in front of me till I my dick was sore. When I acted as a stud I was not on anything but the blue pill. When I was a cum dump I was slammed, using poppers with plenty of G taking anything that could be put in either of my holes, I also like drinking Tina lace piss. On the road we would also visit bathhouses where the leader I would find thous who were chasing the bug. When I found a chaser I really like I would fuck them till I see my dick come out of their hole with blood and say to them clean my dick now. We did hear back from a few that they were pregnant with my babies and would thank me for giving them the bug. The leader had planed a very big party at the family home with close to 75 people. From the minute it started I was slammed and strapped to the fuck bench. I never saw so many hot looking guys and the amount of drugs being past around witch I was given. When I was not taking loads in my holes , I was the urinal recycling all the tina lace piss. I was having a great time till someone gave me what I thought was a slam but it heron I found out later. Then I was put on the bench , I was in a fog taking more dicks than I have ever before. This went on till all hell broke louse , people running all around doors being broken wile I strap to the fuck bench and can't move. I was scared till I saw it was the police then I was really scared shitless. Everyone they could catch was being put in hand cuffs and being arrested. the police took me off the bench and I just black out I guess from the drugs I was taking as I never took so much. When I wake up in the hospital I see my arm has an IV drip and my Mother & Father is in the room with the police. Mom jumps up and starts to kiss me , saying she never gave up hope that I was still alive as I was gone for over a year. I found out from the police the house was raided and they arrested the leader, Rocky and a bunch of others for some serious chargers. The police ask me some questions and say I'm lucky to have survived. When the Doctor comes in he says I'm HIV Positive and I'm very close to going over to full blown AIDS , with the meds I'm on I will soon have my number to the undetectable level. I’m at home a month and life is horrible as every in town know what happen to me and treat me like shit, they even cross the street so they don't get close to me, and all my friends don't talk or want anything to do with me. More coming.

Abel bodied boy part 3: Mostly Willing and Abel Here’s a recap and character description for anyone who needs it. Characters: Abel aka Abe: 5’11” brown hair, hazel eyes, ripped smooth straight swimming dude with an 8.5 inch uncut dick. Former loser/average-Joe turned high school swim team super star after a summer spent lifeguarding (and becoming buff) under the tutelage of Mike. Abe spent most of senior year dating a girl he’s loved for years, but was heartbroken when she admitted she wanted to break up after graduation and then cheated on him with her ex. Upset and humiliated, he ran off to spend a week with Mike, which has culminated in a guys’ night complete with drinks, porn, parTying and Abe witnessing two of the guys engaged in gay sex. Mike: 5’9” blonde, blue eyes, muscular shaved body-building college prof/athletic coach with a thick 7.5 inch cut cock. Worked with Abe at the pool while finishing grad school, becoming a good friend and motivation to him in the process. Moved cross-country to take his first coaching job at a prestigious university and invited Abe to come visit after hearing how he got his heart broken. Hosting a party with some friends, and introduced Abe to his first hard drugs. He just witnessed the same thing Abe did and seems unphased… Chris: 6’1” Buzzed black hair, blue eyes, shaved college swimmer with the body to match and 8 inches of uncut meat. Abe spent the week shadow Chris to his classes and hanging with him. Chris helped organize the party and doesn’t know that Mike and Abe just saw him get sucked off by another party guest, Westy, and promised Westy he would take it up the ass from him later! Dirk: 6’4” Buzzed brown hair, brown eyes, slim, tattooed, wiry, white-trash drug dealer with serious abs, dark treasure trail but hasn’t revealed his cock yet. Came with Chris to the party and provided the tina and other party favors. Assistant Football Coach Kiernan “Westy” West: 6’2” brown curly hair, green eyes, firm muscular built body of an athlete, with curly chest hair, sweet bubble butt and 7 thick cut inches. Westy just sucked off Chris in the basement bathroom and showed off an impressive bulge, promising to use it on Chris’ ass later. Assistant Wrestling Coach Cody “Eddie” Edwards” 5’9” wavy black hair, olive skin, dark eyes, fuzzy muscular body, awesome smile, and who knows what else… Eddie has been enjoying the party so far and has no idea what his best friend, Westy, just got caught doing in the bathroom. Now where were we? Ah yes… Realizing Westy was about to discover him, Abel panicked at the thought of Chris and Westy finding out he watched them screwing around. Diving over to the door, he whipped it open and stood behind it as the furry coach went out, followed momentarily by the boy he just threatened to rape. Waiting a moment before stepping out, Abel's cock was still hard and now it was leaking copiously onto his abs, tucked up under his jockstrap waistband, reaching almost to his belly button. Shutting the door softly, he turned around and almost shit himself to see Mike sitting on the couch, loading another bowl. "So you caught the Chris and Westy show," Mike said, with no more emotion than if he'd been discussing a baseball game. "what did you think?" Now Part 3 “I…um…” Abe sputtered and turned bright red. He willed his hard on to go away, and figured the embarrassment would do it, but no such luck. It continued to pulse harder against his abs as he tried desperately to find some excuse why he’d been watching two guys go at it in the bathroom. Instead he found himself mesmerized by Mike’s wide tan pecs and bulging arms as they worked to put the tina in the pipe. “Calm down Abel,” the blonde god laughed and patted the couch next to him, before pulling out the torch and starting to melt the pipe’s contents. “If you’re gonna get freaked out everytime somebody sneaks off to fuck around tonight, you might as well go back home right now.” “You serious?” Slowly sinking next to his friend/idol, Abe’s incredulity was the only thing that gave away his inexperience and age. Waiting for the answer as Mike took a hit off the glass bubble, Abe couldn’t help but wonder if maybe he was in over his head and should do as the more experienced guy suggested. “Yeah, but don’t sweat it Abe. Just take a hit,” Mike handed him the pipe and torch, exhaling his own huge cloud as he explained. “and keep an open mind. Guys will be guys, and sometimes, when there isn’t any pussy around, they will do stuff you’d never expect. Desperate high times call for desperate low measures.” The two of them shared a laugh at Mike’s joke and Abe felt himself worrying less and less as they continued to pass the pipe between them. Before long, he’d forgotten to be afraid and was asking dirty questions about what Mike had seen guys do when they were on this stuff and how far would they go when they had no girls around. “You’ll be amazed,” Mike lamented before taking a shotgun hit from Abe’s mouth, brushing his pink lips against the teen’s mouth as he did it, then exhaling back to the boy with another brush past. “This shit makes men wicked horny for any warm body I meet.” “Any warm body YOU meet,” Abe repeated the coach’s words, to be sure he heard right. “You mean you’ve-“ “Not me specifically,” Mike quickly corrected the boy. “I just mean these clouds cloud your judgement and anyone can end up doing something you don’t expect.” They sat only a few inches apart and looked at each other. Abe’s head was spinning, sweat rolled down both their bare torsos and he was aware once again that his cock was hardening in his jock. The only sound he could hear was his own heart beat as the two of them leaned in towards each other. Moments, perhaps only a second before they were close enough for their lips to meet, they jumped apart when Chris’ voice called out for Mike to “come judge the contest.” Caring little about what Chris was asking, both guys hopped up and collected themselves before heading back into the main room to see what the swimmer jock wanted. It was perfect timing as Chris was just a few steps from coming into the room to look for them. “Westy and Eddy are fucking around, doing a “pose” off, and they want to have a contest to see who has the hottest bod.” Chris informed them, oblivious to what he’d almost walked in on. “so we need you guys to come judge.” “Screw judging,” Mike responded, leading Chris and Abe over to the couches and tossing Dirk the pipe to reload while he talked. “It wouldn’t be a fair fight without me competing.” Chris, Eddy and Dirk all chimed in with an “ooooohhh” signifying the fact they were being burned by the buff young blonde coach, but they couldn’t seem to do it with a straight face. The laughter was dying down as Dirk suggested he and Abe would judge, which got some approving responses until Abe’s voice broke above the din. “What about me?” asked the high school swim god. “What about you?” Westy replied, stretching his arms in preparation for the contest. “I wanna compete too,” Abe’s response silenced the other guys for a second before Mike walked over to him and clapped a hand on his back and chuckled. “Fine,” the host said, squeezing his teen protégé’s shoulder. “We can all compete and we can all judge.” Abe couldn’t believe he’d been so brazen to suggest he might have a chance at competing in anything with these fully developed models of muscular perfection. Even Dirk, the skinniest of the group, possessed abs with more ridges than most mountain ranges. If Abe had any chance of saving face, he knew he’d need something a lot more flashy than his b-ball shorts to show off in. He considered dropping his pants and posing in his jock, but then he knew his big round ass would be on display and might lower his chances of doing well. The problem seemed to solve itself when Dirk began bitching about how unfair it was that Chris could show off in the speedos, while he was stuck in a pair of plaid boxers and his board shorts. The color drained from Chris and Westy, and Abe suddenly remembered that they’d switched undies back in the bathroom when Westy sucked Chris off. If they dropped their shorts, everyone would know they’d been fucking around. Abe smirked and looked over to Mike who shared a look with him that said ‘I know what you’re thinking’ causing the two of them to laugh. Eddy and Dirk seemed confused by their outburst, but Chris and Westy were suddenly sharing looks that seemed to share a fear that maybe the laughter was at them…which it was. Taking pity, Mike offered a solution. “How about this?” He said, standing up with a freshly loaded bowl and handing it to Abe to hit so he would stop laughing. “I have some new calvin klein tighty whiteys upstairs in my room, we can each wear a pair of those.” “Still not even odds bro,” Dirk chimed in. “I got a lot smaller waist than you old ass mutha fuckers. Chris n’ Abel and I’ll be swimmin in that shit!” “I got a few clean pairs in my suitcase,” Abe said before realizing what he was offering. True he was not as skinny as Dirk, but he was a lot closer around the waist than Mike, Eddy and Westy. “Sounds good to me bro,” Chris chimmed in, desperate for any option that wouldn’t involve him having to show himself in Westy’s oversized briefs, with a combination of their jizz spotted in the crotch. “Sweet,” Mike said, hopping into coach mode and ending the debate. “Abel, go with Dirk and show him where yours are, then grab the unopened pack from the bag near my bed, I’ll change the lighting and you three can refill the pipes. When everyone gets back we can each take a second between turns to step into the john and change, cool? Go to it!” -- Taking two steps at a time, Dirk chatted about what a chill pad Mike had, and held a conversation about how good the tina was with himself. Abe just went along as tour guide and it was a good thing, since he was preoccupied with thoughts of Chris and Dirk in his underwear all the way up. “---dontcha think bro?” Abe caught the end of whatever question Dirk was asking as they turned the corner into the guest room/gym where Abe was staying while in Mike’s house. Before he could ask Dirk to repeat himself, the dealer interrupted him with some more one-sided chatting. “Damn dude, check out the mirrors in this place. Oh shit and the work out shit too! Mike is one kinky mutha fucker! Bet he lays on this weight bench and lifts naked! Pro’ly doesn’t have Looks like it was made for porn!” Dirk pulled his boxers and shorts down so his ass was hanging out, and mounted the bench and began humping it. In spite of his tweaked state, Abe laughed and enjoyed the other boy’s antics. Once he’d gotten a laugh, Dirk hopped back up, but left his shorts and boxers pushed down his butt cheeks, holding them up in front with one hand and readjusting his ball cap with the other. “So where are these lil boy undies o’ yours man?” Dirk said, kicking off his shoes and hopping onto the bed. Abe was offended by the implication that his briefs were for little boys, so he pulled them out and tossed a pair on Dirk’s face. The dealer flung them back and the two of them traded the white cotton underwear a few times before Abe defended them. “Nothing little about what goes in these dick!” Abe said grabbing his crotch, trying to seem tough and manly. “Prove it Marky Mark” Dirk’s insult made little sense until Abe caught a glimpse of himself in the mirror and started laughing again. “Fuck you dude,” Abe shot back. “At least I’m not Eminem’s retarded cousin, skittles.” Both guys cracked up at that, but suddenly Dirk was on his feet next to Abe, with his outstretched hand pushing a pair of briefs in Abe’s chest. “Seriously, show me how butch you look in your panties.” Dirk stopped laughing and gave Abe a look that he recognized from the showers with the swim team There is was used as a taunt. An unspoken dare by some cocky dude who wanted the other dude to drop his speedos or run out crying. Either way it was a win for the daring party, but rarely turned out well for the dared. After all, even the most hung guys are tiny after two hours in an ice cold pool with their junk plastered to their hips in spandex. This time however, Abe was confident that his cock, which had been hard until only a few minutes before, would be ready to prove its worth. “Fine,” turning around, Abe pulled down his shorts and jock and stepped out of them, before realizing Dirk could see everything in the mirror. Undaunted, he turned to face the boy, who he now realized was probably only 2 or 3 years older than him, and slowly donned the white briefs. “Not bad A,” Dirk reached out and squeezed Abe’s crotch, but the teen controlled his urge to jump away and let the older teen have a feel. “Not bad at all. Got another for me?” Abe turned around and pulled another pair from the pocket on his suitcase, and handed back to dirk just as he was stepping out of his own undies and shorts. Standing up straight, Dirk had almost 6 inches on Abe, made all the more obvious with how close they were standing. Still that was nothing compared to the difference in their cocks. “Fuck man, you’re…huge,” Abe blurted out. “Heh, yeah.” Dirk shrugged, took the briefs from Abel’s hand and stepped into them, keeping eyes on the boy the while time. “Gets about 9 and half hard, but hits ten when it gets a tight pussy for the first time.” “Did it hurt?” Abe asked, referring to the piercing just underneath the head. “Nah man,” Dirk said, shrugging, and tucking the cock head away, but leaving his hand on it, so stroke a few times before pulling away. “Just sore for a couple days and hurt like a bitch first time it got hard, but since then it is awesome. Makes all the bitches cum. Wanna feel?” Abel was suddenly back in the real world and stepped away, realizing he was getting hard while they had been watching each other. “go ahead dude, don’t be shy.” Dirk wasn’t letting Abel leave. He grabbed the teenager by the wrist and thrust his hand into his own hardening cock. On instinct, Abel began palming it, helping it get bigger, and bigger. “You weren’t lying Dirk, you’re at least 9 inches.” Hearing Abe talking about the cock in his hand, Dirk released the grip on his wrist, knowing Abe wasn’t gonna run now that he had a cock in his hand. Dirk reached over and returned the favor, until both of them were hard and leaking in their briefs. Dirk leaned in and tried to kiss Abe, who turned his head to the side at the last second. The drug dealer always got what he wanted, so he grabbed the boys face and turned it back to his but they both jumped apart when a voice called up the stairs and told them to hurry up. Dashing to grab their shorts and pull them on over the briefs, they ran out so fast that Abe had to stop half way down the stairs and go back for another pair for Chris, and the unopened pack for the three muscly dudes. Holding the plastic wrapped briefs in his hand, he noticed something on the floor next to the bed, and realized it was Mike discarded jockstrap from their work out before. There was no way Mike could have changed before the other guys arrived, which meant he’d either shimmied out of it when Chris was with him in the other room, putting on the speedos or…Abe picked the jock up, it was still warm. He felt his stomach rising up. Mike must have been the voice they heard, and he must have yelled for them after he’d come upstairs and stripped off the jock. Abel stepped back into the hall and looked down to the door where he was staying. If mike had even glanced slightly that direction, he could have seen the entire production between Abe and Dirk. Descending the stairs, he dreaded the moment he’d have to face the rest of the party, sure that they would all be calling him a fag. Taking a deep breath before heading through the basement door, he reminded himself that Mike said nothing about Westy and Chris, and told himself that he knew they were closer friends than Mike and some guy from his team or a new co-worker. Still he broke a sweat, and it wasn’t just because the temperature in the basement was at least five degrees warmer than the rest of the house. As it turned out, Mike seemed oblivious and was more concerned with who would go first than what he maybe saw. Looking into his eyes as he hand Mike the briefs, Abel caught no sign or hint at anything other than his friend’s regular glance. It made him feel warm when their hands touched as they exchanged the package, and the smile from the blonde made his stomach go from nervous to tingly in no time. Worried he was getting hard again, he was surprised to find he was soft for the first time all night. He took a couple hits off the pipe as Westy went into the other room to change and everyone got seated, and thanked his lucky stars that his dick was finally under control. Part 4 very soon!

PART 4 “Wait a second,” Jason said, growing suddenly serious. “Before we get this kid slammed up and pozzed deep, there are a few things we need to address.” “Yeah, bud? What’s that?” He looked down at my gym shorts. “First of all, dude, I really need you to unleash that cock. You’re about to tear through the fabric. And let’s see that hairy chest, too—get fuckin’ naked for me.” I looked down to see the outline of my dick hanging down my left thigh, straining against the shorts and leaving a visible wet spot as it drooled toxic precum. I gave Jason a cocky little smirk, then peeled off my tank top, running my hand down my stomach to pull the elastic of my shorts down past my cock and onto the floor. “Now what?” Jason wasn’t looking at my face anymore. He was transfixed by the sight of my dick, still slick with infected seed. “Well, second of all,” he said—and here I caught a demonic glint in his pitch-black pupils—“before we go to the sling room, I need to take a giant leak. Could you direct me to the nearest urinal?” Without another word, I took Conrad by the arm and laid the kid on his back. “Spread your hole, faggot,” I said, taking a moment to look into his eyes with deep affection and brotherly pride. Conrad gave me a blissed-out, boyish grin. Then he reached down to his little jockbutt, pulling it back to reveal the hole I’d seduced with Tina, penetrated raw, and pounded full of poz cum. “That’s good, bro. Fuckin’ beautiful. A little wider, please.” He dug his fingers in deeper and pulled his little cumhole wide enough that a small cascade of my poz offspring dripped onto the bedsheet. “So listen now,” I continued, “Jason and I are gonna show you something new, OK?” Conrad nodded, so incredibly eager to please—no questions asked. A true chemwhore. His eyes locked on mine again, and I gave him an almost imperceptible nod, as if to say: You’re doing great, kid. Jason rested the head of his raw cock against Conrad’s smooth, dripping boyhole. “OK, buddy,” he said to Conrad. “You ready? Here we fuckin' go.” My lil’ bro grunted approval. And then with a slow, single thrust, Jason sank his bare cockhead and veiny shaft into my boy, not stopping until his balls came to rest against the cum-trail dripping steadily from Conrad’s cunt. Jason leaned forward, pressing his dick even deeper as my lil’ bro breathed out a single word: “Yes.” Then Jason closed his eyes and concentrated on the task at hand. “Just stay perfectly still,” he said to Conrad. “Relax your hole for me, boy. There you go. Just like that. Keep it relaxed. Stay right where you are. I’m just about to—“ Before he could even finish his sentence, it happened: he let out a long, guttural moan as his mouth opened wide and his head kicked back. Then he slowly thrust his raw cock even deeper, emptying a bladder full of partypiss into my beautiful fucked-up boy. I don’t know how long it took for him to release everything he’d stored up, but one thing was clear: my lil’ bro’s guts were getting flooded. “How does that feel, Conrad?” I asked him. He shook his head slowly as if to say: No words. My dick bounced in appreciation as I watched my boy’s pupils dilate a little more with every wave of piss invading his hole. “Warm,” he finally whispered, his voice lower now, his face less boyish, like he was transforming into a man while I watched. “So fuckin’ warm.” Finally, Jason’s steady moan drifted into silence. He opened his eyes and glanced over at me. We both laughed. “I’ve been saving up that slampiss for awhile,” he said. Then his eyes closed again and he let out another primal moan. “Fuuuuuuuck—there’s a little more. A little more piss for you, kid. Jesus. Goddamn—I’m so fuckin’ glad my chems found a home. A perfect home. Right here, deep inside this eager fuckin' faggot.” Conrad just kept smiling. “I was born to be a faggot for men like you," he said with a little nod. My cock swelling with pride, I leaned over to give my boy a kiss. Then Jason let out a giant sigh. “OK, boy,” he said. “I’m gonna start pulling out, OK? Now, here’s what I want you to do: I want you to start squeezing that sweet little fuckhole for me. There you go. Squeeze it—just like that. Nice! Such a good boy. Now listen: after I pull out, I want you to keep it nice and tight, OK? We’re gonna give you a few minutes to soak up my Tina-piss.” As Jason’s cock slipped out of Conrad’s hole, I saw a single dark-gold droplet of piss escape—but that was all. Obedient as ever, my boy turned all his attention to keeping those recycled chems deep in his fuckhole, right where they belonged. “Thank you, fucker,” I said to Jason, grabbing him by the back of the head as we matched breaths in a hungry kiss. I pressed my cock against his tight stomach, then reached around to his furry hole. My fingers slipped easily inside him, enveloped in a familiar warmth and wetness. “Goddamn,” I whispered in his ear. “How many loads have you taken tonight?” “Just five,” he said with a cocky grin. “My poz Daddy has a rule: I can take as much cum as I want, but only if I share my unmedicated load with at least one boy. Preferably a negboy.” I growled. "OK, I gotta meet this poz Daddy of yours. So here's what we're gonna do: I’m gonna help this boy release the piss from his hole. Then we’re gonna meet up with you guys in the sling room. Got it?” “Got it, dude,” Jason said as he opened the door, his towel slung over his shoulder. “And hurry. I tell ya, my Daddy’s gonna fuckin’ love this kid.” “We won’t be long,” I assured him. With that, I grabbed Conrad by the arm and led him down the hall, showing him to the group shower directly across from the giant hot tub. I turned on the water, spun him around, and wrapped my arms around his torso. As we stood there under the water, I thought to myself: You think you’re high now, kid? Releasing this piss will take you to whole new level. And that’s nothing compared with what’s still to come. “OK, lil’ bro,” I said with my mouth resting against his ear, my hands brushing up and down the length of his tight little six-pack. “I’m gonna rest my cock against your hole, alright? As I start to press into you, just relax. Got it?” He nodded, and I reached down to position the head of my dick against that hungry little cunt. As I started to apply pressure, I felt his ass relax—and suddenly my cock was surrounded by a rush of warm slampiss rushing out of his hole. I thrust a little deeper, feeling a gutful of chems splashing down my legs. And then I couldn’t hold back. I began to fuck him, but only for a minute or so—just to feel his hungry hole pulse and twitch hungrily around my raw dick. As I kept fucking, the stream of slampiss slowed to a trickle. He moaned. And for the first time, with every thrust of my poz dick into my 18-year-old boy’s eager fuckhole, he began actively milking my cock. “Very good, boy,” I whispered. “You’re fuckin’ made for this. Aren’t you, lil’ bro?” “Fuck yeah, big bro,” he mumbled. This kid was totally in heat—the slampiss rushing out of his hole had taken him into the goddamn stratosphere. “I’m made for this. And I need it so bad. Your raw cock. Your amazing fat dick, deep inside my boyhole. Bareback me. Please bareback me. Please. You. Fucking. Stud.” “Listen, lil’ bro,” I said, easing off on my thrusts before resting my cock deep inside him. I looked up to see that a sizable crowd had formed around us, so I leaned in a little closer and lowered my voice. “As much as I want to breed you right now, we shouldn’t make that poz Daddy wait any longer. So get your towel, boy. It’s time for you to get slammed up.” We walked back to the room, my arm draped over his shoulder, my hand occasionally mussing his hair like an affectionate big bro. I stopped by our room for just a moment to grab my playkit—and then proceeded to the sling room. When we reached the door, I turned to Conrad, placing my hands on his cute little butt as I drew his body close to mine. “You sure you’re ready for this, lil’ bro?” “I’m ready for anything, big bro.” “Good boy. Then knock.” He looked at the door, hesitating for just a moment, then glanced back at me. I gave him a proud little nod. He grinned that boyish grin, then gave the door a solid knock. Footsteps approached. The door opened. Standing before us, naked and hard, was a man like almost no man I’d seen. He was a silver Daddy type, mid-40s maybe, with a lean and muscled chest covered with salt-and-pepper hair, a tight stomach, and a truly massive pierced cock. Best of all: right above his navel, in jet-black ink, he had a biohazard tattoo that expanded and contracted with every breath, as if pulsing with hunger. “Welcome, you fuckin’ pigs,” he said with a lopsided grin. “I’m Grant. And you better get in here, ‘cuz we’ve got some fuckin’ work to do.” MORE SOON…

I like taking it from the tap. The difficulty is finding a guy to feed me.

I love drinking piss, guys come and give that yellow delicious piss in my mouth. I swallow it all.