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Chapter 2 - ( a bottle of red and I'm ready to write, please excuse the grammar) I messaged him back and asked him to come up. It seemed like ages as I waited skilling the rest of my scotch, it burned as it travelled down my throat, a shover ran through my body from the strong alcohol and the anticipation. A knock sounded at the door. Opening it, I found myself looking on heaven or maybe hell on earth. Tall, handsome, rough. He smelt good. I could never understand why guys liked stench. I like men who smelt like clean men. I could smell him but also the faint waft of Hugo Boss. His jeans hugged his waist and his black shirt opened slightly at the neck too show off his curly dark chest hair. His pictures didn't do him justice. This man was hot. He was the man of whom I had been dreaming. But then I noticed something that gave me pause. Behind my dream man stood a muscled black guy. Don't get me wrong - the black guy was also fucking hot, but I hadn't arranged for two guys. I was expecting only my breeder. The black stud was an unknown. "Hey mate, I'm Patrick or Seeder69. This is Carl. I was hanging out with him at the pub and thought your hole would enjoy his cock too. Mind if we come in?" he asked, taking my assent as an obvious forgone conclusion - which, in truth, it really was. I couldn't control myself. Stepping aside I ushered them in. "I'm sorry, guys, I know this flat isn't much. I got use of it from a mate. I do have some scotch, however. Do you want a drink?" "Why do you have some shots with us," suggested Carl, his voice deep and husky. It made me leak. "I think you are going to need to be loose if you plan to take both of us on." Following his suggestion I set up three shot glasses. We slammed them down and enjoy the warm glow of a good single malt. Patrick removed his shirt, showing off his muscles chest. His jeans were next. The corded muscles of his arms and legs clearly advertised someone who not only worked hard at the gym but had a physical job. His body was massive. There he stood, perfection, in his jockstrap. A massive bulge obscenely tenting the material and a wet patch marking the zenith of his organ. It pulse and did a little jerk as he looked at me, a smile on his face as he noted I was still wearing my boxers. We couldn't have been more different. My pale slim and hairless chest, and although I wasn't a slouch in the cock department and filled out my undies nicely, the truth was my cock simply didn't compare to the monster clearly contained within his briefs. I dropped to my knee and shuffled forward in front of him. "Can I suck you?" " Only after another shot. I like my boys messy." I leaned forward and smelled his crotch. Clean, manly but with that hint of sweat and musk. He grabbed my head and ruffled my hair as he pressed my face into his groin. "Oh baby, I'm going to break you tonight, you are going to walking well tomorrow." Did I want this, I could feel my cock leaking in my undies. He was everything I dreamed of, perhaps honestly more than I could actually handle. And then there was the fact that he was poz. And that was without even considering his mate Carl.

I was eighteen, short for my age at just five foot and very slim. Often people thought I was younger, but my Id proved them wronged. While I generally enjoyed school, I hated sports and took every opportunity to avoid them. When, however, I could not get out of sports, I usually tended to go for cross country runs, probably because they involved no physical contact. Looking back now, however, I see one of those cross country runs set me on a path for life. Our runs took us for miles, through urban areas and also through woodland and parks. On such runs naturally the urge to urinate would eventually arise, but my rule of thumb was to hold-out as long as I could, even if the act of running was exacerbating the necessity. One one particular run I found myself increasingly desperate, so when, as I entered a woodland, I spotted a sign for some public toilets, I immediately padded down the path through the bushes and trees and came to a secluded toilet. Entering, it took a bit before my eyes adjusted to the relative darkness compared to the bright sunlight outside. A sort of twilight, lit purely from whatever daylight managed to filter through the small and dirty windows at a high level on one wall. I stepped over to the urinals and, fishing my penis out from the leg of my shorts, let go a long stream of piss from my bursting bladder. As I finished I realised that a tall man was also standing at the end urinal and seemed to be watching me intently. Somewhat innocently I turned as I rearranged my shorts and our eyes met. Then he glanced down and my eyes automatically followed. He turned slightly and I saw this huge erection jutting from his trousers with two heavy balls hanging below. I stared fascinated. It was the first mans cock I had ever seen, and it was enormously erect with a big swollen purple head that glistened moistly. His hand was wrapped around the shaft and he slowly eased it back and forth, the foreskin rolling over the head as he did so. A big drop of fluid emerged from the end and hung there obscenely, glistening in the dim light. "Come here", he said authoritatively. As if hypnotized, my legs propelled me in his direction, stopping a foot or so in front of him, only for him to reach over, grab my hair with one hand, as his other hand covered my mouth. The shock brought me to my senses, but too late. His fingers were woven into my hair and he forced my head down relentlessly until my face was level with his swollen member. A small biohazard symbol was tattooed to the upper left of his cock. Two fingers of his left hand were being forced into my mouth and he pried my teeth apart until my mouth gaped open. He then slid the swollen moist head of his cock between my lips commanding "Don't try to shout or scream boy. Just enjoy it. Oh, and don't bite me or I'll hurt you," he admonished, removing his fingers so that my lips clamped around the head. I was disgusted but his grip of my hair prevented me from moving my head. He slowly eased his cock further into my mouth until the head hit the back of my mouth at the top of my throat. He moaned and then started thrusting slowly back and forth. He had about four inches in my mouth and transferred his hands to hold my ears while he settled into a rhythm, my saliva and his precum lubricating the thrusts. As he raped my mouth I adjusted to the feel of his cock sliding over my tongue. It seemed like ages but was probably only about five minutes. But he was not satisfied with this and his bell end increasingly bashed against the back of my mouth. Then he held me firmly by the ears as he pushed the head into my throat. "Stop teasing me boy and take it right down your throat. You know you want it.," he said. I gagged and resisted and my arms flailed about as I struggled to resist. But then I heard one of the cubicle doors creak open and realised we had been watched by another man. He came over and grabbed both of my arms pulling them together behind me. At this the first man forced his cock into my throat, ignoring my gagging, and started a brutal throat rape. His cock stretched my throat open and his cock rammed a couple of inches into my gullet. "That's it, throat-rape the little slut," I heard a new voice, as the second man encouraged the first man. I was now held firmly by the ears and wrists and couldn't struggle. "Hang on a minute, let's strip him," , he added and he grasped both my wrists in one hand, and using the other to pull my tee shirt over my head. He then proceeded to tie my wrists together behind my back using my own tee shirt. The first man resumed his rape of my throat, slamming his swollen cock into my gullet and into my throat. The second man then pulled my shorts down to my ankles and raised one of my feet to free the shorts completely. This unbalanced me and I fell forward, impaling myself fully on the tool reaming my throat. Pubic hair was ground into my face as my throat accepted the full length. "Yes, take it!", I heard the first man say and he started long dicking my throat to the hilt. I gasped for air and my breathing rasped noisily as I struggled to breathe around the thick shaft. At the same time I felt my buttocks being parted and a finger pushing into my virgin boyhole. It was withdrawn and the second man spat onto my hole, reinserting the finger to the knuckle. Then a second finger was thrust in alongside stretching my hole open. The man worked my hole loosening it up. Then he pulled out his fingers, kicked my legs apart and I felt his cock head against my spittle wet hole. He held my hips and pushed the head inside. The pain was excruciating, but my groans were muted by the cock raping my throat and my efforts to complain just opened my throat more. The second man pushed and slowly forced his cock further and further in, deeper than I thought possible. Eventually, with one savage thrust his cock was in to the hilt, his pubic hair scratching against my virgin buttocks. "God his cunt is tight", he said. "I think he's a virgin", responded the first,"lets break him in as a pussy boy, I need to dump this toxic load". The second man started thrusting in and out, long smooth strokes that pulled my hole inside out on each exit stroke. Together they long-dicked me both ends synchronizing their strokes so that both ends were filled at the same time. I realised my only hope of surviving was to cooperate and try to relax both my throat and boy hole. "He's starting to enjoy it", one of them said and they settled in for a long session. A whistle announced the arrival of another man. "Hey John, who's your new fuckboy then?" "He's letting you do him bareback. He obviously doesn't know you," I heard. It seemed the new arrival already knew at least one of the first two. "Didn't give him a choice, but he wants it now, Just see how he's taking it and he's gonna get my spunk soon." "You wanna bit of him too?" "Damn right, I'll just get my mate from the van and we'll do him after you." With that he briefly left, returning after a couple of minutes with his mate who asked "Fuck, he's a cute young pussy boy. What's his cunt like?" "Fucking tight. I'm gonna cum in a minute," the first man added. At the same time the rate of his thrusts increased, his shaft swelled even thicker and harder as he pulled my ears tightly, thrusting fully into my throat. His cock pulsated as a stream of hot thick cum poured into my throat. Withdrawing his cock so his head alone remained in my mouth, his balls continued pumping volley after volley into my mouth. "Swallow boy, get used to it," he ordered. I complied, the thick spunk sliding downing my throat as I urgently sought to swallow it all. It tasted funny, sort of salty. I can't say I was sorry when the spurts of cum slowed down, not because I didn't enjoy swallowing his load, but rather if only to catch my breath, only to have him withdraw completely, wiping his cock head on my lips as he muttered "Fuck, that was amazing." "I'm gonna cum too, take my poz load.", the second man said. Shit it made sense. The biohazard and toxic talk. They had HIV and they were cumming in me. I struggled but to no avail. I felt his cock swell and pulse and I felt his hot spunk shooting into my guts, holding it fully in as he filled my boyhole, the hot spunk searing the tenderised insides. Then he too pulled out and a rush of cool air replaced his cock in my ravaged hole. The muscles contracted, closing my ring and preventing the big load of spunk from sliding out. I could feel it sliming about inside. I felt relieved that was over, but I hadn't counted on the two new arrivals. As I looked up the two arrivals, both black men were stripping off. I stared fascinated, one had a long thick erection about 10 inches with a massive cock head while the other had a slightly shorter 9 inches but really thick. They both started to wank their shafts, and I watched, fascinated, as the one in front of me rolled his thick foreskin back over the bell shaped head and it became rock hard with a large drop of precum glistening obscenely at the tip. I started to panic but the first quickly grabbed my head and thrust the head of his cock into my mouth. My lipsstretched to accommodate it all as he slid in along my tongue and into mythroat. At the same time his mate lined his cock up to my open boyhole and thrust in all the way, his massive tool like a bottle stretching the tender walls of my boyhole. I felt spunk running down my legs as the savage battering forced it out. The savage rape of my holes was now taken over by these two black men with huge cocks. "Hold him steady will you", one of them said and the first two men took up a position on each side of me pulling my arms and holding me tightly and rigid. Sweat was pouring down my face and dripped to the floor and my breath rasped noisily as I stuggled to inhale. My throat had become an open channel to the massive invader long dicking me at each thrust. His mate was synchronizing his thrusts so that both were embedded to the hilt together. Fortunately the thick load of spunk lining my boyhole made the anal rape less painful and I focussed on just staying conscious. Suddenly both men stopped, as if by some signal and dragged me into a cubicle. One sat down on the toilet and pulled me back to sit on him, impaled on his engorged cock. It slid fully inside to the hilt. The second black guy grabbed my ankles and drew my legs up to his shoulders, my white socks and trainers each side of his head. His cockhead brushed against my stuffed boyhole. Then slowly he pushed forward and against all resistance forced his cockhead in also. He held a hand over my mouth and suppressed my screams as he pushed further and further into my hole. I must have passed out because after a bit I came to with both cocks fully embedded in my cunt. I felt stretched beyond what was possible. The sitting guy raised me by the hips until both massive cocks were almost out – just the big heads inside my newly formed boy pussy. Then he slammed me back down and the two massive black cocks mashed together expanding my cunt to its limits. Againand again, faster and faster, and gradually the wilder the doublefuck became the more I began to enjoy the invasion and ignore the pain. Slamming in and out, sliding against each other, their two dicks fought, tearing through the last remains of my sweet boyhood. And the tender walls of my newly formed cunt fitted the double fuckpoles like a glove. Then suddenly my head was pulled down to one side as a third guy forced his cock into my mouth and started raping my throat. My boyhole was stretched beyond its limits to take the savage double fuck that was happening and my lips were numb and my throat raw into its brutal rape. I managed to slip my wrists from the tee shirt and clung on to the thighs of the guy under me. Suddenly the door swung open. From the corner of one eye I could see 2 new guys had arrived and were enjoying the spectacle. Here I was, an 18 year old slutboy, naked and being gangraped brutally and at the same time enjoying my conversion into a hollow fucktube. They opened their trouser flys and started pounding their big cocks. It seemed to continue for ages. Eventually I could feel the two cocks in my boy hole speed up further and I felt them expand. One guy and then the other started shooting a huge double load deep into my guts. Then the third guy rammed his cock deep into my throat to the hilt and held it there. I felt it pulsing and throb as jet after jet of thick cum was unloaded deep in my throat. After a minute he pulled his still semi erect cock from my throat, pulled up his jeans and just left without saying anything. I slumped forward against the standing black guy. "Wassup boi?" he asked. But I was too exhausted to reply. He stepped back and the guy under me pushed me forward. I slumped forward onto the floor, naked and sweating, with cum seeping from my cunt and a dribble trailing from my swollen mouth and lips. "You've now got a pussy both ends boi", the first black guy said, pushing a thick finger into my swollen pussy, and the both laughed obscenely. I just lay on the dirty stinking piss covered floor as they dressed, too shattered to move. "We've got some mates who wud love to use you boi, so if you want you can be out new white pussyboi. Just be here next Friday at 5.30 after work". Then they turned and left laughing. The two guys who had been watching now pulled me onto all fours and one stuffed his swollen cock deep into my throat while the other rammed his cock into my tender raped cunthole. They rammed in and out to the hilt until they too unloaded their spunk into me. Then they simply let me slump back to the ground and left laughing. I lay there for a while gathering my senses, then crawled around and found my shorts and tee shirt. I pulled them back on and managed to stagger from the toilet into the sunlight outside. Bow legged with cum seeping from my ravaged hole I slowly headed back to school and decided to tell them I had got lost and beaten up by some youths. But I wondered if my throat and new pussy would be sufficiently recovered for next Friday and wondered how many mates they had and how much I could take. It wouldn't be long before I found out...

fuck i want to be toxic

This was several years ago. I was in a mood, very crabby but also horny and dead set on doing something about it. I found an old faded white wife beater and wrote CUM DUMP on it in black sharpie on the front and back. I put it on and then covered it up with a green plaid button up. A pair of shorts, slip on shoes and a brass cock ring completed my ensemble. I grabbed my to go sex kit (lube and poppers) and headed for my favorite cruising park. The parking lot was mostly full so my mood brightened considerably. Lubing up in the truck, in the lot, was not easy but I managed without attracting any unwanted attention. I headed out on a mission to get as much seed as I could manage. When I got deeper into the park, past the kiddees with frisbees and the moms with picnic baskets (I'm looking for horny dads) I ditched the plaid shirt under a bush (remember that bush I love that shirt). I was deep in no mans land and not seeing a soul. Where the hell are all the cruising tops? From behind me I hear, "Well cum dump lets see that ass." Instinctively I drop my shorts and bend over. He was a lot closer than I would have imagined. Where the hell did he come from? Instantly he was feeling up my ass and then his cock was knocking at my back door. I took a deep breath and back up on his meat. We both groaned and all my crabbiness drained away. He was banging away when we heard footsteps and cracking twigs. I started to turn my head to look in the direction the noise was coming from but the guy in my ass grabbed my hair and kept me from looking. "Oh no cum dump, eyes down. Your job is to work my cock with your faggot hole." Or something like that. This was a long time ago but I still remember the gist of the things he said. The new guy asked about my cocksucking skills and Topman (I'll call the aggressive guy in my ass Topman) says he has no idea so take him for a test drive. Two seconds later I have my mouth full of black cock. Both men are take no prisoners kind of fuckers. At least the cock in my mouth wasn't so big I could not handle it, maybe 5 1/2, no more than 6 inches. A nice chunk of meat to work on without making me gag. He liked to face fuck but I can hold my breath like a pearl diver so no problem there. The black guy was talking a lot of shit, encouraging Topman to breed my hole but that was not going to work for him. "No man I want to see this cunt knocked up with a bunch of loads before I get off in there. I want his pussy hot and wet." I hate it when guys refer to my asshole as a pussy. I am a man. There ain't no pussy to knock up on this dude, but whatever. He's the top. I guess I prefer the vocal guys to the silent type. "Here," he says stepping back and offering up my ass, "take over for me and I'll go round up dome more donors." Topman heads out into the bush on his cock safari and the black guy rams his cock into my greedy hole. I am all warmed up by now and take him easily. He is a hard fucker, doesn't slow one bit which only means he's not going to last long. Sure enough by the time Topman gets back, which is surprisingly fast, he is about to blow. Again I try to look in the direction the men are coming from but black guy takes a cue from Topman and orders eyes down. Jeez, what is this Nazi eyes down bullshit? "This bitch is awful curious," not sure who said that but the answer came from one of the new guys. "I can fix that." And someone tied a handkerchief over my eyes. My day just got more interesting as well as cummier since the black loose with his nut as deep in my hole as he could get. Topman loved that and complimented him on a job well done. Black guy moved back to my mouth for clean-up and someone else moved into my ass to have a go. Topman pointed out that my mouth was unoccupied so that sad situation was soon remedied. Again I was being spit roasted and loving it. I think at this point Topman went off again to procure some more eager breeders. He succeeded and how. At this point I had trouble making out individual voices, plus I was being distracted by someone tying my hands behind my back with what I was later to discover was a sock. It sounded like there was a helluva lot of guys waiting to take a turn on the cum dump merry-go-round. Now I am no gang bang virgin, I mean I do ascribe to be the town bicycle but even an experienced cum dump such as myself has limits. I was getting worried that I had bitten off more than I could chew and how was I going to get out of it. They had me tied and blind folded. Whoever tied that knot must have been a boyscout and a sailor because it was not budging. I tried working at it but got cuffed by Topman every time. "Leave it alone pussy boy, you have a lot cock to take care of and we are not leaving until you have drained every drop of cum out of our hairy sacks." He was fucking me again at this point. He yanked my head back by my hair pulling my ear next to his mouth. "Just do what your told and you'll get through this fine, you'll get exactly what you came for." With that he pushed my head down into someone's crotch and I obediently opened up for more cock. I have to admit I was totally turned on and whether I could handle it or not I was going to see this through. From here things got to be a bit of a blur as it was cock after cock and I was getting a little shaky on my legs. Then donkey daddy shows up and tries to climb into my hole or at least that was what it felt like since his endowment was enormous. I tried hard to stand still and take it but he was not gentle. "Jesus Christ!, can't you hold this whiny cunt still," he complained. Whiny cunt? My mouth was full of cock. I never said a word. My ass however was hopping around all over the place trying to evade his penis invasion. I heard, "Here give Mary some of this," and a bottle of poppers was put under my nose. Someone must have rifled through my shorts. Thank god I left my wallet in the truck and the keys on a tire. I inhaled from that little bottle of paradise like it was full of salvation, which it was. Jungle Juice was going to save me from Donkey Daddy and leave me in nirvana. Actually I snorted so much I blacked out for a moment but there were plenty of guys around me to keep my from falling. When I came to the big guys was balls deep. I felt no pain only the joy of being completely filled and surrounded by horny, sweaty men. From this point on I really can't say what happened exactly. I mean I know I got royally fucked but by whom and how many whose to say. They kept that bottle of poppers close and ordered me to inhale often. Topman stayed close and I think was the one doling out the amyl. I assume he eventually bred my ass. How could he not after running the whole show. Things started to slow down but I was still getting fucked. I was ordered to inhale and keep inhaling until told to stop. I took two huge hits and stopped and was promptly rewarded with several smacks on my ass and head. "Keep going bitch." I kept inhaling and inhaling and then I passed out. I was out long enough for everybody to get lost. I was alone when I came to, buck naked and covered in cum. I wiggled around only to discover my hands were still tied behind my back. Lucky for me someone or several someone's had pissed on me. My hair was drenched and so was the sock tied around my wrists making it easier to eventually wriggle out of. It took me a while but to my relief I found my shorts wadded up under a bunch of dead weeds not too far away. My cum dump shirt however had been taken for a souvenir. I proudly walked out of those woods with a huge smile on my face. When I got to my truck I noticed two guys at a car several spaces a way. They were looking my way laughing and buddy punching each other on the shoulders. I gave them a wave and thumbs up which made them laugh even harder. Pretty sure they either fucked me or pissed on me. By the way I did find my favorite plaid shirt before I left.

Part 15; The new twink and I hopped into a cab, driving towards his new life. Remember my mate Phil who entered this story at part 3. I messaged him; 'Hey Phil. I've got a new one. Just your type too. You free to come on over and give him your nasty filthy fully blown load?' We arrived at mine, and as we got out the cab Phil messaged back. Hell yes, he was game, and would be over later. We entered the garage directly instead of accessing it the usual way via the house, and locking it behind I motioned the new boy to the back, where my Dungeon is... 'OMG, a sling, I have always wanted to lie in one whilst having FUN'. 'Well, hop in'. I immediately restrained his wrists and ankles! I saw the mixing bowl that my newly charged twink had emptied the 17+ loads out of his cunt as I had instructed ... HOT! I went to find him. He was relaxing on the couch, watching some TV, naked, sitting on a towel as his was obviously leaking cum. I got him a set of my German Army Boots ... 'Hey, put these on, and come with me to the Dungeon. I picked up a sexy twink at the Sauna'. My newly charged up poz pig looked concerned ... 'Don't worry, he's not here to replace you. In fact, I reckon you'd make great brothers'. And off we went to the garage. What a beautiful sight, to see another twink accepting his destiny, as he lay there in the sling. I said to him ... 'This is your brother. I infected him about 1 month ago. He got his results today. My newest poz piggy. Now, earlier you took my strain in it's pure form, and soon you will be mutating it to make it your own. Now you are going to get my strain again, BUT, in an already mutated form via your brother, so, you are getting me .... TWICE, in one evening'. I looked at my newly charged up poz pig ... 'Go on, FUCK your brother, let's become a close knit toxic viral trinity; The Father and his two boys'. My newly charged up bottom poz pig found his inner 'Deviant Top', and stuck his very infectious Dick up his brothers cunt, grabbing onto the chains of the sling, growling and snarling like his old Man would do (he's already picked up some very good habits from me, it seems). Watching my two Beautiful Boys bonding like this was oh so super sexy. One newly infected, and one on the way, and both ultimately connecting with their Dad on a permanent level! It was also very sexy to see my newly charged up boy still sporting the sign 'Poz-Faggot' that I wrote on his chest earlier. As they fucked I prepared a special treat for the newest boy ... I attached a catheter to a syringe, and closed of the catheter with a clip, so anything I would put in the syringe would not leak out. I then scooped the 60ml syringe into the bowel of 17+ loads of cum, attached the plunger, and propped it up against a wall, ready for use. Looking up I saw my two sons fucking, but now both kissing passionately also, as my newly charged up boy hips rocked back and forth as he ground in his filthy weapon into his brothers sweet beautiful neg cunt. Fuck, I had to join in! I pulled my jeans and pants down, spat on my fully blown Dick, and entered my boy as he fucked his brother. It was obviously fate for me to have these two boys as my sons, as we immediately entered into a natural rocking rhythm as the three of us fucked in a lustful toxic Dad son uni'son'. Suddenly my newly charged boy started making cumming noises, yelling and grunting. I felt his cunt grip and massage my nasty Dad Dick. Fuck it. I started to let go of my very own lethal death juice, spraying inside my sons guts. We all lay there, spent ... Dad and his two boys! ... ??

Part 14; I went to the spa pool area to begin my search of crix man. Bingo on my first look. There he was trying his charms on a mid twenties looking guy who clearly wasn't interested. 'Hey. Yes, you, dry yourself up, you are coming with me'. He was so startled he just did as he was told. He followed me to our private room. I opened the door and motioned him in. I took the dildo out of the new twinks ASS. 'We both feel a bit mean that you didn't get to finger his cunt earlier. So, go for it mate'. He went to take a step forward, then moved back, as though this was some kind of trap. I nodded towards the twink and gave the green light face. He moved forward again, kneeling between the twinks legs. He slowly inserting his middle and index fingers. His face relaxed into a greedy lust, quickly followed by his ring and small fingers now also inside the twinks cunt. That's right, crix man had 4 fingers inside upto his knuckles and was being rough with his jabbing, no lube, and unkempt sharp nails. I noticed that his now hard Dick was oozing, and it certainly did not look like pre cum. 'What's that coming out of your Dick?' 'Oh yes, um, I guess I have gone and caught Gonnorhoea again. It started a few days ago, and haven't gotten around to going to the clinic'. A lifeboat for my death-seed. My new twink would not forgive his Dad if I didn't get that pus inside him! 'Get yer Dick in him mate'. 'You got a condom to hand?' 'He doesn't use them anymore, do you boy!?' 'No Dad' 'But it isn't just the Gonnorhoea. I am also poz, have been off long term medication for several months now'. 'Did you hear all that boy?' 'Yes Dad'. 'You want him to wear a rubber boy?' 'PLEASE NO Dad'. 'You heard him. And I want to see you smear that disgusting pus on his cunt'. He took his 4 fingers out, and milked his perineum, forcing more thick and creamy yellow infectious pus to ooze from his slit. Holding mid shaft he as instructed smeared his flowing pus all over my new twinks sweet pink and until recently 'innocent' cunt. 'Beautiful. Now FUCK him!' This wasted looking crix beast climbed between the restrained twinks legs, and sunk his multi infectious shaft in deep. My new twink let out a huge moan of ecstasy. I took his blindfold off... 'Is this what you have been looking for?' 'Yes Dad. Oh Fuck Yes.' I removed his restraints, and like a natural he wrapped his legs around crix Man's back. I sat back and watched them fuck, locked in an intense animalisitc grip. Having watched for a while, stroking my Hard Dick, I said... 'Get on all 4's boy'. 'Yes Dad'. They released their grip, and he did as he was told. I knelt before his face, shoving in my Dick. Crix man held onto the twinks hips, and plunged back in, fucking at a steady pace. We looked at each other. His face was pale and sunken which enhanced his bushy mustache. His eyes were glazed. We exchanged a look that only a certain group of people could understand. He then began to quicken his fucking pace, and his breathing was becoming erratic. I knew he couldn't hold much longer. 'Go on mate, breed his cunt with your filthy poison'. That was all he needed to hear, and with that he commenced high powered piston fucking, and was soon screaming 'Haaaaaaaaaaail', as he grunted demonically, unleashing his own unique mixture of nasty life changing pathogens. He fell on top of my twink, spent, and continued to slowly rock his hips, grinding in his death-juice. He stood up, and commanded that his shaft be licked clean. My new boy did as he was told. Crix man looked at his cleaned up Dick... 'You've done a good job, but, you've missed a bit'... And with that he milked his perineum bringing more pus to ooze out, which was soon lapped up by my eager boy. And then he disappeared into the maze as quickly as I brought him into my private den. I looked down at my new twink, who looked up at me with a satisfied piggy expression as he semi fisted himself with 4 fingers upto his knuckles... 'Right, you are coming home with me, Let's get dressed and go. No need to shower. Let everything take'.

Part 13; I withdrew my Dick, which was covered in blood, reached for my phone, and stood up. I messaged my newly charged twink at home, asking if he still had the cum in his ASS from this evenings blindfolded restrained fuck session. As I waited for a reply I turned my attention to my new twink I had here with me... 'Get up, and lick your cunt blood off of my Dick, boy' He stood up on his knees, turned on them, looked at me like an excited pup, came over towards me, and and went to grab my Dick ... 'Ah ah ah, not so fast, hands behind your back, keep your mouth shut, and keep your eyes looking into mine'. 'Yes Dad'. Holding the base of my stiff Dick I began to smear his cunt blood over his lips and cheeks, whilst spitting on his face and slapping it. 'Look at you, all innocent, as tonight you have been slowly losing that innocence. And it will be tonight that you will completely lose it all when your soul will lose all light'. With those words his dick became rock hard. I knew I had an evil nasty fuck pig on my hands. My phone started pinging. It was the newly charged twink. He had put a butt plug in to prevent any leakage. I had taught him well! I ordered him to remove the butt plug, and push all the cum in his ASS into one of the large kitchen mixing bowls, putting it in the Garage/Dungeon when he was done. And to make sure there were at least a dozen Beers in the fridge. My Dick was now semi soft ... 'Now open your mouth, and when I put my Dick in you will close your mouth, BUT you must NOT lick or suck'. 'Yes Dad. No Dad'. I pulled his head towards the base of my shaft, and held still, concentrating on not getting hard, and to go for a piss. I started to pee, and soon my new boy was drinking, but not quick enough as he began to choke and splutter as my piss overflowed from the corners of his mouth. I kept my focus and kept pissing, and soon he got into a rhythm of drinking everything I was giving him. I felt the last trickle leave my piss slit. I grabbed the back of his head and began fucking his face slowly, but with a firm motion, and felt the warmth of the inside of his mouth as my Dick began to swell. Soon I was rock hard again. I pulled out, slapping my toxic death-meat on his face. 'Get on your back, cunt'. He did as commanded. I got the wrist to ankle restraints out from my bag, and restrained each wrist to each ankle, resulting in his sweet hairless pink cunt exposed, and completely defenseless. No condom games this time. I lubed my Dick with spit, shoved it inside him, and started fucking at a good firm pace ... 'Your first unprotected fuck, hey boy' 'Fuck yes. Your toxic cock fucking my neg cunt bare feels so fucking amazing Dad. I've never felt this sensation before ... Oh yeah ...' I picked up speed and was now fucking at the usual standard fast pace rhythm, and was now grunting and growling like I usually do when I am getting close ... 'I am getting close to cumming inside you boy' 'Oh fuck yes. Charge me up Dad. I NEED this' I started cumming!!! I slammed hard into his cunt, holding my death-meat impaled deep as it ejaculated my filthy highly charged poison, as I shuddered on top of him, grunting into his ear. I growled; 'It's done. Now you are MINE'. 'Thank you Dad'. I climbed off of him, and put the blindfold on him. What else in my bag of tricks? A-ha, a dildo. I thrust that inside him, and left our private room in search of crix belly man. I hope he was still around. Maybe I was a little mean to him earlier ....

I sat at the small desk, looking through profiles on barebackrt while I drank my scotch. I had already cleaned out and was so horny to get fucked. It had been eight weeks. I had been so busy with work back home the best I had managed was a blow job. I was hard, horny and drunk, jacking off looking at all the hot guys in the local area and I knowing I needed a good hard fucking. I should never make choices when this drunk. The scotch had gone down far too easily tonight, and the warm water of my douche only served to turn me on more. Additionally to being horny beyond belief, four weeks earlier I had stopped taking PrEP. I honestly couldn't say I had a good reason beyond the reality that I hadn't been getting any action, so PrEP seemed kinda pointless. But at this point, sitting at that desk at the hotel, part of my brain asked had I made a mistake? I knew I wouldn't be satisfied if I got fucked by a top wearing a condom. Now, I needed the sensation of a load being blown in my ass. I needed to know I was being used as a cumdump. In my drunken state I decided I just needed find a neg top and leave it at that. That should be reasonably safe, and when I got home tomorrow I would jump straight back on the PrEP. I had already drunkenly given my mobile and address to a number of profiles on BBRT and Recon, mostly the kinda guys to whom I regularly jacked off: massively hung, rough, no holds barred. The sort of guy who wouldn't pause in his assault on my throat or ass even if I gagged or screamed. I guess the truth was I wanted to feel that searing pain as the guy tore my ring - just like my ex used to. There was nothing hotter then being held down under his older muscly body, to feel him cover my mouth and force his cock into me with just spit. He liked having a boyfriend some 20 years younger, a younger man he could control, a man he could use and rape. I think he got off on seeing my blood on the sheets in the morning. He paid for everything and in exchange he used me hard. However when I reached my 20th birthday he made it clear: I was too old for him, and he had found a new, younger model. Now at 21 I needed another daddy - but I had to be sensible. But did I? My logical brain was at war with my drunken horny brain. My phone went off. He hadn't responded to my message. He had just come over. Shit. I quickly looked-up his profile. Fuck. Everything I wanted but which I shouldn't have. He had a good nine inch thick, beer can thick cock - assuming his photographs did his cock justice. He was 6'3" to my 5'7", and he had 30kg on me. He was a monster of a man. And the big metal PA on the end of his poz cock was unlikely to do my ass lining any favours. My sober self said to ignore him and hope he went away, but I couldn't. He was much, much more than I had ever dreamed I'd get to play with. Chapter 2 coming soon. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- P.S I'm in sydney for real in July if there are any poz tops wanting to help give me some more inspiration.

Hooked up with a cute 25yo latin "geek" boy. Short like me, he hit me up on Grindr yesterday and said he could host today. Chatted this morning and agreed on 1pm. He's about 25 mins from me. I drove over and he's cute as anything we kissed a bit and went to the bedroom where both got naked. He's got a cut cock, nothing out of the ordinary,6"+ with really nice balls. I suck a bit then pushes me on my back and lifts my legs and rims me nice a few minutes...asks if I want it in me... I reply of course. So far its nice... nothing spectacular and he's fucking me nice on my back... here's where it changes... he begins hitting the spot nd in 5 or o minutes I'm crying out as I start to cum hands free !!! That hasn't happened in YEARS. Well he fucks me for 5 or o more minutes and loads my hole good... I can feel that nice "regular" cock spasm multiple times. Damn I want to see him again !!!

Huge canyon hole on me toohere As any pig will tell you there's no such things as too big too loose too sloppy or too sexually ruined for our holes. They are meant for heavy use and excess size.

Part 12; To summarize his chat with his new boyfriend, my new twink had just dumped his new lover. He explained that what they had talked about many times of his innate need to be completely sexually free, without any fear of consequence, he could not ignore any longer, and it was time to face his fear which was getting in the way of who he is deep down. His now ex was devastated on two counts. That he had lost his lover, and that his lover was now embracing his undeniable destiny. Over a few more drinks we spoke more in depth about the pros and cons, and my own journey. 'I have had so many opportunities to have bareback sex, and Men wanting to breed me, and have denied myself of what is right each time. I am ready for you to be the first Man to ever cum inside me, Dad, and knock me up in the process'. 'Then, you are ready'. We went to my locker where I got my rucksack, then we headed back to our private room. My new twink like a duck to water lay on his back, holding his legs in the air by his feet. I put a new condom on, lubed it with spit, and slid inside my new twink. His face didn't and couldn't lie, he looked disappointed, and he wasn't fully enjoying himself now. I fucked him for a few more minutes, when I withdrew, and kept the tip of my latex covered Dick touching his cunt. 'I am going to count to 10. If by that time I get to 10 you haven't removed the condom I shall continue fucking you with it on and cum inside it ... If however you remove it like you did earlier then that will be you stepping into your new life, with no choice of return .... One ...' No sooner had I uttered 'one', he pulled the protection from my aching shaft! He had now sealed his fate! I slid in slowly, balls deep. Then slowly pulling all the way out until only half of my bell end was inside. I repeated this over and over, watching as each time my naked toxic shaft slowly disappeared, to then slowly reappear as my new twinks delicate cunt lips gripped tightly on my dirty Dick pulling them out as I pulled out. I looked at his face, to see him looking up at me, moaning and panting, with an expression of being in sheer piggy heaven! 'How does that feel, son? Your first Bare Dick' His response was a continuation of his moaning and panting with a submissive ... ... 'Oh Fuck yeah, oh fuck yeah' with his eyes rolling into the back of his head. I stopped fucking him and delved my hands into my rucksack for an essential item that I always have to hand when play is on the cards. Yep, the magic toothbrush. The same one I used on my newly charged up twink when his body was going through the fuck flu. I rammed it in the new twinks cunt and started brushing vigorously... 'OwwCh, that hurts'. 'Shut the fuck up, you wanted this new life' 'Oh God YES. Rip me up Dad ... OwwCh' I began to savagely tear the brush against his cunt with all my sexual rage, snarling ... 'So you want to get knocked up. Your life changing forever. Then fucking take this you nasty neg cunt'. 'Oh ... fuck ... yes ... Dad. Make it so I carry you always'. I took the bloodied toothbrush out and barked at him to kneel on his knees and fists, and to arch out his ASS. I climbed in between his legs, pushing them open wide, and plunged deep inside his cunt. I leaned on top of him, wrapping my arms around his upper torso, bringing my mouth to his right ear, slowly rocking my pelvis, keeping my Dirty Dick tightly impaled ... 'You do realise from this moment you now belong to me boy? There is now no going back' His initial non verbal response was by massaging my toxic weapon with a rhythmic motion with his warm and wet silky cunt. He moaned... 'Yes. I know. I have given myself to you, Dad. Completely'. We slowly fucked like this for a few more minutes...

I had been drinking way too much the night I met Michael. I recently moved to Baltimore to attend college and be free of the small town I had grown up in and begin to explore my hidden gay side. There was a gay group on campus, which I started attending to meet others like myself. Chris, one of the older students, quickly became a mentor to me. He even managed to help me get a fake ID which allowed me to get into the local gay dance clubs and to buy booze at liquor stores near the University. Chris and I never engaged in sex though, since we were neither one another’s type, I am a twink and he’s more a bear, but that was all cool. He showed me where I could go on campus for some anonymous male on male action. Which consisted mainly of blow jobs, since I was trying to be safe. He also introduced me to the Hippo dance club. The Hippo club was the main gay dance club in Baltimore, and the place to be seen in the community. I tried to date a few people I’d met there, but it never seemed to go very far. I did finally surrender my virginity to a young jock-like guy I met at the Hippo, who worked as a waiter at the gay bar/restaurant across from the club, but I made sure he used protection. We lasted all of a month, before he moved on to another conquest. I hurt at first, but Chris explained here in the big city twinks were a dime a dozen and I should just have fun, until I finally met Mr. Right. So as a result, I followed my mentor’s advice and began just hooking up with guys I had met at Central Station or from the Hippo. Being young, 5’4” and barely a hundred and ten pounds soaking wet, and naturally smooth with a shaggy head of light mousey-brown hair, I found myself popular. I allowed myself to experiment with diverse types of guys, jocks, twinks, professionals, and a couple of daddies, always making sure we used protection. Only once, did I almost have unprotected sex, a lacrosse player from my school started to push in me, when I asked if he was wearing a rubber. He told me no, it was better without one. I made him stop and wrap up, I could tell he wasn’t happy about it, but he did put one on. He made sure to pound the hell out of me, to let me know how unhappy he was wearing one. Afterwards he pushed me naked into the hall of the dorm and tossed my clothes to me telling when I wanted to fuck like a real man to come back and he would breed me like a proper slut. Needless to say, I crossed him off my list of sex partners. One night in October, while I was hanging out with some of my new gay friends at the Hippo, I overheard them debating about going to 1722 after the Hippo. I had overheard a few people talking about 1722 during the couple of months I had been coming to the Hippo, but didn’t know what it was. They informed me 1722 was an afterhours club for people who didn’t want to stop partying after the clubs and bars closed. Discovering I had never been to the club, they decided to take me. 1722 was a BYOB, but they told me if I tipped the bartender I shouldn’t have a problem getting something to drink. Once the Hippo closed for the night, we stopped by Matt’s, a friend from the Hippo who I had slept with once, to get some vodka from his apartment before walking to the club. Since it was an unusually hot fall night I took off my sweaty long-sleeved shirt as we headed towards the club. We shared the liquor, taking swings from bottle in the brown bag. I certainly wasn’t feeling any pain by the time we arrived at the club. A huge bear of man took our cover-charge and let us in. The place looked like a complete dive, but had an amazing sound-system. The dance floor was the first thing you saw, all sorts of people were there. Straights, gays, bisexuals, and trannies all having fun making out and dancing, not a care in the world. My friends led me to the back to drop off their booze and get some mixed drinks. Once we got our drinks we head down to the dance floor. In no time, we’re all dancing up a storm and having a blast. As time went by my friends began to slowly disappear, until I was all alone on the dancefloor having fun. I excused myself from the hot older couple I was dancing with to use the bathroom and get another drink. Dancing is hard, hot work. After pissing, I headed to get another drink. I was standing in line a cute, tall, thin blond smiled at me, before walking over to me and handing me a shot of something dark. I smiled back and tossed the nasty tasting stuff back like the practiced drinker I was becoming. I stepped out of line to thank him when he leaned in asking, “Top or bottom?” “Bottom,” I answered back blushing a little at his direct approach. “Good, let’s go,” he smiled back at me taking my hand and pulling me out the back of the club. Outside I got my first good look at him in the street light of the back-parking lot. He was blond, good-looking, wraith-like, and tall like I like. His skin-tight tee-shirt which didn’t even reach the top of his low-hanging tight jeans, said SPIT ON IT. The long thick bulge snaking down his pants leg told me how much he wanted me. “I have friends back there in the club, they’ll be worried about me,” I said looking back at the back entrance once we were outside and heading around to the front of the building. “I need to let them know where I am. They are my ride back to school.” “The last one left about a half an hour ago with a big daddy type,” he smirked at me, before pushing me against the building and kissing the shit out of me. It was such a hot kiss I didn’t even mind the feel of the hard, gritty, brick wall against my bare, sweaty back. Pulling back from the kiss he said, “I’ve been watching you most of the evening, you’re one sexy lil’ fucker,” he said reaching out to twist, then pinch my nipples. He quickly discovered my sensitive nipples were hard-wired to my six-and-half-inch dick. “Yeah, we’re going to have a lot of fun,” he smirked pulling me away from the brick wall and popped my jeans button open before sliding one of his hands down the back of my jeans and past my underwear to tap my tight hole with one of his long fingers, causing me to moan loudly. He pulled his hand out and smelled his finger. “Oh, we’re definitely gonna have a lot of fun,” he smiled back at me. In my drunken state, I had surrendered myself to this unknown dominate man, who couldn’t be too much older than I was. He pulled out a pack of Marlboro Reds, extracting a fat rolled up cigarette along with a lighter. As we walked towards his apartment in Mt. Vernon, he lit the strange cigarette inhaling deeply before holding it and exhaling. “Here have, a toke, its good-stuff, I don’t do ragweed,” he said smiling at me. “I don’t smoke cigarettes,” I said starting to hand it back to him, which prompted a laugh. “Baby, it’s not a cigarette,” leaning in he whispered, “It’s WEED,” he continued wrapping his arm around my sweaty, shirtless frame. “I don’t, well I’ve never smoked pot before,” I admitted to the handsome blond leading me to his apartment. “Oh baby, I’ve got so much to show and teach you,” he smiled using the one hand wrapped around me to pinch my nipple. “Go on babe, just inhale and try to hold it in your lungs as long as you can, it’s okay if you cough,” he informed me putting the joint to my lips. I inhaled my first toke of weed ever on St. Paul street in full view of anyone who wanted to see, but in the early still dark dawn hours there was no one about to see. I coughed like all first timers, but my new friend pulled out a small rectangular green bottle from his back pocket, and had me take another shot of something called Jägermeister, before taking several more hits as we reached a tight alley way between a row of townhouses. He guided me down the dark alley to a basement entrance. First unlocking the outer gate and then door, before pushing me in and down a couple steps to a small living room and kitchen area. A small torch lamp dimly lit the room. On the coffee table, there was a large glass bong and a tray of more weed, along with a long glass pipe with a small bowl and a large bubble behind it and a long-curved stem. “Have a seat and get comfortable, while I grab us a couple of Gatorades,” he said pulling off his tee shirt and tossing it on a chair across the room, and kicking off his shoes. I sat down on the couch and tried to focus on what was going on. I had never been this fucked up in my life and I was enjoying it. My host returned holding a couple of open bottles of Gatorade with the rest of his clothes tossed over his arm. He set the bottles down before tossing all his clothes on the chair with his shirt. “I said you should make yourself comfortable he said handing me my drink. I couldn’t take my eyes off his thick, uncut, hard, dripping eight-plus inch cock hanging right in front of me from his shaved crotch. He definitely would be the biggest I had ever taken. Next thing I knew he had dropped down to his knees between my legs and was unzipping my jeans. “up,” was all he said pulling first my jeans along with my underwear and socks off. He gathered up my clothes and shoes tossing them over with his clothes. “You won’t be needing those for a while,” he smirked at me. “Very nice,” he said sitting down and grabbing the long-curved pipe. He opened a small box and selected a small white rock. “Watch how it’s done,” he smiled at me. I watched as he passed the heavy lighter slowly back and forth until the small bulb began to fill with thick white smoke. He inhaled deeply, holding it for what seemed like ages before exhaling. He turned to me and began to build up more smoke in the chamber, before telling me to start inhaling until he either told me to stop or I couldn’t take anymore. I cleared the chamber twice before he set the pipe down and handed me a blue-diamond shaped pill followed by a green smiley-faced one. I didn’t even think to ask what they were until I swallowed them. “Those are fuck vitamins,” he chuckled, refilling the pipe, then handing it to me. “This is fuck smoke,” he smiled at me, before keeping me smoking it until the white rock was gone. I never felt more alive and energized, and horny. I stared openly at his magnificent, leaking uncut cock. “See it’s already working,” he chuckled, using a thumb to force down his cock. “Suck it, baby, I know you want to, so give it some love,” he said reaching out and pulling me down between his spread legs. “Show me how much you want my stinger up your sweet boy cunt, Then, maybe I’ll give you what you need,” he grinned, grabbing a handful of my hair, and pulling me to his waiting cock. I’d never been dominated or controlled in my short sex life, and I’d never been more turned on than I could have ever imagined. Anything he wanted me to do I would hasten to obey, wanting his approval and his cock. I stuck out my tongue and began to worship his dripping cock. Slowly licking and slurping the large plum-like gland that was beginning to stick out from its hood. I used my tongue all over and under his cock trying to show him how much I wanted his cock. After a while he grabbed my hair yanking hard enough to force me to open my mouth, at which point he shoved his dick in my mouth. “Now suck it properly,” he said beginning to face fuck me, forcing more and more of his cock in my throat. In no time, he was trying to force it down my throat. “Just breath through your nose and just relax your throat babe, you’re making me feel really good, and soon I’ll be ready to make you feel even better with my fuck-stick,” he grinned at me as I looked up at him. I started to pull off to say something when I noticed he was filming me with his smartphone. “Don’t worry babe, it’s all good, everyone isn’t gonna see you being a proper lil’ slut boy, just me and maybe a couple of friends,” he chuckled forcing his cock all the way down my throat to his musky, sweaty, shaved crotch. “Show my nuts some lov’n babe,” he commanded me yanking me by my hair off his cock and down on his shaved, smooth balls. I did, as commanded, I showed those cum-filled balls all the love I had shown his cock, and he loved it, sliding down on the coach so to expose his hole to me. All he did was point with his chin and I began to work my way down to his hole. I’ve enjoyed getting rimmed, but I never really cared to perform it, but here I now was doing it because I was told to and I couldn’t get enough of his hole. The sweaty, musky, manly odor drove me insane. By the sounds he was making I was doing a wonderful job, which made me proud I could please him like that with my mouth. “Break time babe,” he panted at me, yanking my head out of his ass. “Yeah, you like that don’t you baby?” He asked me, I licked my lips and nodded yes. “Fuck smoke break, babe,” he smiled at me. “Yeah, you’re just a lil’ chem, fuck boy, cumslut aren’t you babe.” Again, without thinking nodded yes, he had me and knew it. “Is this your first time being a lil’ chem piggy?” I didn’t know what to say, but yes. I had never felt this good or had this much fun during sex. “Oh sweetie, you’re going to have the best time today,” he smiled at me handing the glass pipe again and big lighter. “Blow some clouds babe, you need to get nice and tweaked for our play time.” In the meantime, he got up and went over to his laptop and fooled around with it before turning on his TV. Suddenly porn began playing on the TV from the laptop. “I thought you might like something to get you into the mood,” he chuckled taking the pipe from me and taking a big hit, before returning it to me. I was really flying by this time, and hornier than I have been in my life. There was a growing itch in my hole, and the amateur porn we were now watching wasn’t helping things. Some twink, who looked barely eighteen, was taking a pounding like a well-practiced whore in someone’s bedroom. “Time babe to get you ready for a ride,” he smirked at me, twisting me around so he had access to my ass, while I could keep watching the porn playing on his TV. I dropped my head to the couch cushion and started to moan, as his talented tongue first began licking and then began probing my insides making me moan. One or two of the guys I’d been with previously had rimmed me, but nothing like this. He certainly knew what he was doing and I had no complaints. Before I knew it, he had switched from rimming me to fingering my hole. The warming lube he used to finger me seemed a little warmer than I was used to, because it burned at first, before morphing into the most incredible pleasure. I can’t remember when I ever felt that desperate to get fucked before, but between my moaning I began to beg for his cock. “One more thing I need to do to prime your lil’ boy puss before we get started,” he chuckled. Next thing I felt was a rough, small object pushed in my ass and a burning sensation. “SHIT THAT HURTS,” I gasped, feeling him rub it all around my colon. A brief time later, the pain began to morph as the warming lube had done before, leaving me with an itch, which became a desire, which became a need. I soon found myself pushing back to get more of his finger, no fingers inside me. I moaned and begged for more. “Yeah babe, you’ve got a nice hungry cunt now,” he chuckled smacking my ass hard, which caused me to moan. “Yeah babe, you want it, now don’t you?” He asked as he scooted up on the couch closer to my ass and began to tease me with his large dripping gland. He would push slightly against it, just hard enough to make me push back against it in an attempt to get him to fuck me. I wanted his dick in the worse way. “Please fuck me, I NEED IT!” I begged him, as I began to lose my mind, needing his dick in the worse way. “You sure you want it?” he asked teasingly, knowing I was his to do as he wanted. “YES! PLEASE! OH GOD! PLEASE FUCK ME!” I begged this man, who I realized I had never even gotten his name, to fuck me. I didn’t care what his name even was, so long as he fucked me with his beautiful cock. He slid two fingers back into my hungry hole, as he leaned down to my ear and whispered, “I’m going to fuck you so good.” He continued teasing my ear, and leaving me panting with need and lust, “Then I’m going to pump my first load in a week, inside your hot pussy and breed you like the bitch you are,” he said tweaking me sensitive, hard nipples, making me buck back against him. “But…but…I…only…use…rubbers, I’m…clean,” I panted as he continued revving me up beyond anything I been before in my life. “Not anymore,” he chuckled, thrusting forward hard, impaling me on half his raw cock. I had barely begun to process what he said to me when, he pulled out to the ridge of his gland, before thrusting forward and burying his cock completely in my ass. “OH GOD!” I moaned in pleasure, having never experienced anything like what was now happening to me. His cock seemed to slide effortlessly in and out of me as he began to long dick me from the start. Fucking had never felt like this with rubbers. “See babe, I knew you would like it raw,” he chuckled pulling completely out before slapping my ass cheeks hard, and then slamming all the way back in and then repeated his action several more times. I couldn’t form any words, drool flowed from my mouth as he pounded me like a porn star slut. All that mattered to me was he continued to fuck me. My mind knew I wasn’t having safe sex, but I couldn’t care, this felt better than anything I had ever felt before. I now understood why the lax player had been pissed at me. I could feel every inch and bump and vein on his cock and it was amazing. “Yeah slut, you like it raw, now don’t you?” All I could do was nod, only grunts and moans were all I could make. Suddenly he pulled completely out, before grabbing my legs and flipping me on my back. I looked up into his grinning face, and whimpered in need to have his cock inside me again. Pushing my legs back towards my ears, he mounted me again causing me to moan as I resumed my place as his fuck toy. “Shit babe, I love turning you college boys into sluts for raw cock and cum,” he smirked, as sweat glistened on both of us. I loved the feeling and sounds of his shaved balls slapping against my hairless ass. He leaned down and bit first one then the other of my hard nipples, driving me to even greater heights of lust and pleasure. “FU…CK…ME…YE…S…HAR…D…ER!” I managed to finally force out of my throat. He began to thrash fuck me, pulling completely out before slamming balls deep back inside me. “TAKE…MY…DIRTY…SEED!” He panted repeatedly rabbit fucking me. “SHIT! YES!!! TAKE…IT…ALL!!!!” He shouted as I felt him swell, and begin to pulse, as he ground against me. I could feel each and every shot of his jizz, coat my insides. “You’re…mine…forever,” he panted leaning down to kiss me for the first time. “Not bad, for round one,” he chuckled pulling out of me with a wet pop. I lay on the couch panting hard, as I felt some of his semen began to leak out of me. I had not yet climaxed, but precum from my dick coated my stomach and chest. I couldn’t help but grin at the man who had just bred me for the first time in my life. “You look so fuck’n hot babe,” he smirked at me. “Nothing hotter than a sexy fucking twink freshly bred and waiting to be bred again and again,” he smiled at me taking a couple of pictures with his smartphone. Note- I hope you like this new story, I kind of lost my motivation for first story on here.

Chapter 1 After two years of training and four years of waiting I’m finally working for a big airline as a first officer. I’m about 5’10’’ tall with 160lbs and in my late twenties with brown hair and scruff however most guys tell me I look like 22. My cock, or I call it banana, is bent upwards, however even if most guys are very interested in a curved cock, my hole is my selling point. I have a perfectly shaped butt with a very tight pink hole. If I shave it clean - and it usually is shaved - my hole looks like that of a 14-year-old that had never had a cock up his ass. About two years ago I broke up with my first boyfriend. We were in a relationship for two and a half year, however I always suspected him to cheat on me. He worked in the medical field while I was trying to keep my life together while waiting to work in my dream job as an airline pilot. He was the second guy in my life to breed me - and the first guy I asked to do it. When I was 13 I was abused by some hairy guy in his forties. He made my hole bleed and I felt as if it was my fault. So I never told anyone about it - not even my boyfriend - but made up a lie telling everyone that I had my first sex at the age of 19. But since that day I was into hairy older daddies. So maybe you’re asking yourself why I think he cheated on me. At first I really was afraid to allow him to bareback me - because of HIV. So when he really got me horned up I often allowed him to put his head raw in my ass but told him to pull out before cumming. After some months I thought I could trust him and even without doing a check-up first I took his load the first time up my ass on my 25th birthday. We fucked four times a week - it was always him fucking me. Never the other way round. His cock sometimes made my hole bleed as it was really thick. However some days after our second anniversary it suddenly stopped. I often tried to find out why he didn’t want to fuck me anymore and he always told me it was because of the stress he had at work and not because of me. On the other hand I soon found out he was a member of Grindr again and often wrote with guys. So I assumed he was cheating on me. I still tried to be faithful to him and without considering two incidents of a cop breeding me I managed it. However after half a year without sex I broke up with him and felt free again. I rode cocks after cocks, never thinking about being in a relationship again. But something in my mind had changed. I could not take cocks with condoms anymore. I hated it if they were wrapped in some rubber. I wanted to feel the cocks skin-on-skin. So I allowed the guys to fuck me bareback but not to cum in my ass. That’s when I met a judge - Jay. He was a stocky daddy-type guy and already poz and it was my first contact with a poz cock. He loved to rim my pink hole and soon realized that I’ll let him do anything he wants as long as he makes my hole wet with his tongue. So in the end I took his poz cock up my ass during rape play. And after thinking it through for days I loved the feeling of his dick in my neg cunt. However he was already undetectable so nothing ever happened. After the break up I had some personal trouble. I thought I’d never fly for an airline and being rejected by hot daddies made me feel insecure and so I had the feeling I was the ugly guy that wasn’t worth a shit and that was struggling to keep his life together. So why not being a real useless piece of shit? During that time Jay realized that I didn’t care anymore if he went to his check-ups and that I started taking cocks bareback at restrooms. So he arranged an appointment with his HIV doctor and took me with him. I liked the doctor. His name was Christian and he was a really nice guy, married with kids. And Jay had told me he had a huge cock. Christian wasn’t really my type as he was thin but I wanted to see his monster cock - and wanted to know why Jay knew his size. So I talked with him and told him about my problems. He assured me that these troubles were normal after a break-up and after having to cope with some health problems. However he wanted to do a full check-up and so I had to take my clothes off so he could check my cock and hole. He was really professional and I could not tell if he liked my ass and cunt - or guys at all. After the check-up he told me he will message me about the results - so I gave him my mobile number and went home. Three days later - at a Sunday - he messaged me that he would like to speak with me about my results and if I could come to his office. I knew that he treated some drug addicts at weekends so his other patients would not have any contact with them. He greeted me at his door and when I entered his office I realized that it was empty. He asked me to wait in his room and strip down to my briefs. So now I was sitting there, expecting him to tell me that I got pozzed. He entered the room and showed me my test results. Everything was fine but he wanted to talk with me about my sexual preferences. Jay obviously had told him about me taking loads at restrooms. I was expecting Christian to try to talk me out of this behaviour - instead he explained he had expected to meet me at the restroom the last three days. Of course I realized now why Jay knew about Christian’s cock and got hard instantly. Jay saw it and asked me how I liked him. Even if he wasn’t my type I wanted his cock. So I told him how hot he is and in the end he fucked me on his office table - bareback and filled me with his cum. So instead of stopping my behaviour he enforced it. I always also thought Christian was into STD as he always fucked me bareback first before taking some tests to check why I felt sick. This behaviour lasted about almost one and a half year and Christian prescribed me PEP twice after taking some possible toxic guy’s cock. I expected the loads to be toxic as the guy refused to tell me about his HIV status after breeding me. At that time I thought it would be better to stay negative until I started my pilot’s career. Now last year things started to finally work out. I finished the last part of my training and started to work for an airline. During the training I often saw Martin. The first time I saw him I knew that I wanted his cock. He is the perfect daddy - around 50, airline captain, stocky build with a small belly, full black beard, short dark hair and a voice to die for. Unfortunately Martin was married to a wife. He did not have any kids but his wife still wanted some. When I was new I was one of many first officers. I greeted Martin everytime I saw him and soon he started greeting me too. Sometimes there was a bit small-talk and I tried to hint as often as possible that I’m gay. After some weeks - and with the help of a gay friend working in management - I finally had a tour with Martin as my captain. When we met at our briefing booth he hugged me and I swear I could see desire in his beautiful brown eyes. We usually have a 4 days tour with the same crew. So I knew if I work it out on the first day I may get his cock every day. After finishing the flights of our first day we went to our crew hotel and Martin asked me if I wanted some drinks in the bar. So I went to my room, cleaned out my ass, changed clothes and went to the bar. I was already drinking a cocktail when Martin finally showed up. “I’m sorry champ, my wife called and did not stop talking.” I assured him I was fine with him showing up late. “So what were you doing while I was on the phone?” - “I was just drinking and checking out some guys.” - “Oh did I interrupt your hunt?” - “No, I prefer your company.” Martin smiled and we were sitting quietly next to each other, enjoying our drinks. “So, maybe it’s just the alcohol, but… may I ask you… when did you know you were gay?” I could feel Martin struggling to find the right words. “I think I always knew. I never were interested in girls, I always liked the bearded daddies. But I think at the age of 12 I knew that this was not normal.” Martin stared at me. It took me a moment to realize that I just had told him that I’m into him. I panicked a bit as this could destroy all my efforts and if he wasn’t cool with it he could also destroy my career. I was looking right at him and he was still staring at me. It felt like an eternity until he laughed and asked jokingly, “Shall I shave my beard off?” I felt relieved and responded “That would not help anyway!” Martin blushed and played with his drink. “You know I experimented sometimes in my teens. Of course no longer anymore.” - “Why did you stop?” - “I met my wife and my parents made me stop having fun with guys. Or soon-to-be ex-wife.” - “Your ex-wife?” - “Yes we already had an open relationship the last years as things slowed down between us but now she met some politician and wants to live with him. And we agreed to divorce if one of us finds a new love. She just called to make sure I’m still fine with it.” - “I’m sorry about that.” I touched Martin’s big biceps as a sign of comfort. He looked me in my eyes and put his large palm on my shoulder. I already could feel the weight of this man lying on me and as his fingers traced down my spine my cock went rock hard. We were frozen in that position until the bartender interrupted us and told us he would close down the bar now. We both realized we had chatted for about an hour and it was already 1am in the morning. “Better to move to our rooms then.” Martin pushed me of the barstool and to the elevators. I loved the connection between us. We were waiting for the elevator and just as I decided that I would try to kiss him as soon as the doors were closed a flight attendant of our crew showed up and entered the same elevator. In my mind I cursed her stupid tits. I was so close to Martin’s cock but now all efforts were in vain.

This evening local crusing area 8pm Walked in to the bushes ,a guy with sun glasses on wanted his cock sucked , he had massive balls , played with them till he came in my mouth. I tried to finger his muscly ass but he just froze. Walked around a little more , runner type with big thighs and a hot ass ( never did see his face)was bent over a tree branch. His ass was pointed up in the air, Cased in tiny black shorts. I pulled the shorts to one side and fingered his ass , he was writhing on my fingers so I pulled his shorts down and lined up my cock head. He pulled my cheeks apart and I pushed in , a bit tight to start but I pulled out and he lubed up with spit. This allowed me to get right in him,I fucked him for about 5 minuets telling him what a slut he was for taking straingers cocks and loads, he fucking loved the dirty talk. I told him I was going to cum in him and he just whimpered. Put a massive load in him and when I pulled out fingered his cum filled , well fucked ass. He stayed in the woods I sure another top or 2 benefited from my lube.

Part 18 - Showers And Shopping The last few days had been quite busy and Jake didn't know how he was filling his time. He spent a lot of it in the gym and pool with Marco and Ben, occasionally Andre would join them to work out. Marco and Jake were making love twice a day, they were becoming in separable. Friday morning had come, Jake laid on his back in Marco's arms. He wiped the sweat off Marco's chest. "I am so in love with you Marco." "Do you think being sweet to me will get you out of your training schedule today?" "Busted, thought it was worth a try." "We should shower." Jake got up from the bed and walked through the dressing room to the bathroom, struggling to keep his cheeks clenched as he went. He turned on the water and stood there letting the cool water wash over him. He felt Marco's hands caressing his arse. "I forgot to tell you how much I love you Jake, you mean everything to me." Jake turned his head and kissed Marco as his arms circled around his body, he continued tenderly kissing the back of Jake's neck. Before long his cock was hard and pressing up against Jake. For the first time he knew he was going to get fucked in the shower. He leaned his head back against Marco. He felt the resistance of his arse as Marco began penetrating him. He grabbed Marco's arms pulling them tighter around him, he stood on his toes as he felt the love of Marco pushing deep in to him. He moaned several times, his arse wriggled to take more of his lover. Marco sought his mouth and kissed Jake at the same time his hips began undulating tight against Marco's arse. Jake raised his hand and held Marco's neck as their kissing intensified. Marco grunted loudly in Jake's mouth, his arms tightened around his lover. Jake pushed his hand out against the wall of the shower to stop him from falling forward. Marco took hold of Jake's cock and gently caressed it, he felt his arse expand and as Marco's cock swelled and began releasing pulsing rivers of his love in to Jake. His couldn't contain himself, his legs wobbled as he began shooting his cum in to Marco's hand. He held him tight and kissed him deep as their orgasm slowly ebbed. Jake closed his eyes and let the water run over his body as Marco reached for the shower gel, liberally applying it to his hands he rubbed over every inch of Jake's body and himself. Jake remained close to him, the smell of the ginger and lemon from the shower gel penetrating his senses. He knew this was where he wanted to be and belong. They finished their workout in the gym and spent 45 minutes in the pool. Jake was resting against the side as Marco swam up and kissed him. "Marco, can we go out shopping. I would like to get a new shirt for this evening?" "Yes, you can give your credit card a little exercise, but I need to get your finger print recognition for the gate done as well." "Oh yes, Andre told me how much trouble he had with that one night." "The sensor doesn't like bbq sauce." "I will remember that. Shall we invite Ben as he looked a little lost for something to do this morning?" "I'm sure he would love to come. I will get JP to bring the card round." "No, let's go by bus, have a little adventure." "Come on then, let's go find Ben and get changed." Ben was all hyper and super excited to be asked to out with them. As they headed out they stopped at a small building behind some trees. "What is this place?" "This is where security is." The door opened as they approached, there stood a six foot muscled and tattooed guy in his late 30's. "Hello Marco and this must be Jake." "Hi Darren, yes this is Jake." "Come on young one, lets get you on the system. And no eating bbq sauce." "I promise I won't." "If you do I lock you up in my cage here for the night. Andre does it on regular basis." He winked at laughing at Jake who was unsure if he was joking. He need not worry, there in the corner of the control room was a cage. Everything done, Darren patted Jake and gave him a kiss on his head. They went done and tested it against the pad and sure enough the gate opened. The bus ride was hot and long up to Oxford Street, Jake was last off the bus and he looked up at the imposing building. "Are you sure you want to shop here?" "Marco, my parents would never allow me in this shop. They have the most amazing window displays at Christmas, but yes I do." As they approached the front door the livered door man opened it and politely welcomed them to Selfridges. The three of them were dressed in shorts and t-shirts as Marco put it 'to blend in', this in itself was quite difficult to do with Ben. A fan had recognised him and wanted a selfie, Jake just looked on confused but Ben told him she is a fan and also a gymnast. Ben started picking clothes up and unfolding them and putting them back giggling as he did so, only to watch the assistant follow them folding things back up neatly. Jake decided to have a go, as he put the jumper back on the shelf the floor manager approached them. Ben whispered in Jake's ear to ask for the personal shopper. Marco stood back to watch as he knew this either going to be funny or end in them being banned. "May I help you gentlemen, are you looking for anything in particular?" "Oh err yes, I guess you can help." "Please tell me what you are looking for." "My friend and I need something to wear for dinner tonight. Casual but dam nice." "I see, we have plenty of 'nice' things, however they do come at a price." "Could you hold this me for a moment." He pulled the credit card out of his pocket and handed it to the floor manager. Immediately his hand went in the air and two assistants appeared. "I think you gentlemen would be more comfortable in our VIP lounge." He ushered them to a discreet door off the floor and into a plush lounge, where two stewards offered the three of them champagne. Marco leaned in to Jake and Ben telling them they will get offered lunch in the Palm Court. The floor manager instructed the assistants to find exquisite casual dining clothes. Before they even managed a sip of the champagne the store manager appeared and introduced himself and offered them lunch. They tried on some clothes and decided on 3 pairs of casual designer trousers and loose neck shirts. Marco spoke to the floor manager asking for the items to be delivered to the address by 4pm. The three of them were sat on a prime table as the waiters cleared their plates. "I can't believe what that card can do Marco." "That's nothing Jake." They left the store and headed back to home to get ready for dinner. Jake was a little nervous about Fabian meeting his brother. He had promised to be civil to everyone, Jake knew that he would do his best.

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Hi bro. I’m a doctor too. Fucking BB only for 10 years. I’ve got Candida and Chlammydia, now HPV. Haven’t tested for HIV for 3 years, no PrEP, no condoms, no pull out.

Tonight I took a load in my mouth in a empty parking lot in his car. Young Latin Guy on Grindr hit me up 646ft away. Sent a pic of his nice cock (wide, curved upward). I said I was at Starbucks, he replied he was was next to the dumpster. I hopped in, found a empty lot and worked out a thick load in about 4 mins. Lots of Precum and jizz leaked on my mustache and beard and I just left it in.

Chi4loads, PLEASE don't get caught in the quicksand of controversy, rules and high-handed suggestions. I for one (dare I say most of us?) want your mind free of considerations to let all your nasty, perverted, hotter-than-the-hinges-of-Hell imagination out in words for us to get off on. Again and again. You've got too much talent to go off in a huff like some others have. We all lose when that happens. On the other hand, with the 'Brother' saga alone, you've caused miles of cocks to spew countless loads and gallons of cum. THANK YOU! Think of all that slippery love cumming your way! Please keep it up! Well, maybe I mean, me UP!

So last weekend I was visiting my hometown. The moment I opened Grindr a guy I fucked previously messaged me, asking me to ask for sex. Last time I fucked him with a condom, but sometimes afterwords I mentioned the occasion to a friend of mine, and learned the bottom guy was known as a bb slut and that he is not very bright, so I decided to fuck him bb, whether he wanted it or not. I texted the guy accepting his invitation, and he suggested we meet after he finished his shift. I drove to his job site to pick him up. The guy is 30 years old, toned body, shaved head, several tattoos and a really handsome face. He gave my directions and we drove to a dark abandoned parking lot (in front of a cemetery as we later realised. ? ? ). He told me he is scared about his health these days and that he didn't want to suck, he just wanted to get fucked - safely. Naturally I was pissed, and my resolve to bb him strengthened. Initially he rode my cock safely, just what the slut wanted. After some time I told him I wanted to plough him doggie style, telling him I could be able to get deeper into his ass, but in actuality I wanted him in a position where he wouldn't be able to see what I was doing. To my further annoyance he replied saying he wanted to get fucked missionary style. I realised barebacking his ass would require more stealth, would require I be more tricky, but I was determined to give the cunt my bare cock. He lay on his back, missionary style, spreading his legs, offering me access to his cunt. I started to fuck him safely, but then I withdrew my cock, and started playing with his nipples, which I remembered were very sensitive, all the while I discreetly removed the condom from my cock and re-entered him. His hole felt so much better! I fucked him bare and hard. He told me he would prefer to ride me, but I told him to shut up and take it. When I was about to cum I withdrew my cock, pretended to take of the condom and came all over him. Later when we were chatting he asked me if I barebacked him. (several smiles and emojis in the mssg ?).

Part 17 - Two Different Families Marco and Jake were fast asleep and still cuddling each other, they had spent several hours making love and were both exhausted. It was 4.30am, the evening sky was fading as dawn was breaking slowly on the horizon. Jake's phone dinged with a message, he stirred but didn't move from Marco's arms. The phone then began to ring, Jake sat bolt upright quickly followed by Marco. He reached over and answered it with his sleepy voice. "Hello." "Jake." "Mum, what is it?" "Granny took a turn for the worse an hour a go, we are just heading to the hospital." "Okay, I am coming." He hung up, Marco could see he was visibly upset and couldn't think straight. "Jake, breathe. What do you need to do?" "I have to get to the St Georges hospital, my grandmother unwell." "Get dressed, I will call JP." "It's to early Marco I will get a taxi." "Just get dressed Jake. Jake jumped in to the shower as Marco picked up the house phone and called to JP, he then called to Fabian to tell him what was going on. When Jake appeared drying himself off Fabian was in the room and Marco was getting dressed. "JP is waiting outside Jake." "Thank you Fabian." "Marco, call if you need anything." Marco gave JP as kiss as he got in to the car, he hugged and kissed Jake and they set off. It was a quick drive being so early in the morning, JP dropped them off at the entrance and told Marco to call him when they are ready to leave. Jake was already at the lift to go to the ward, it suddenly dawned on him, that he was going to have to explain about Marco being there. That was the least of his worries, he didn't much care for their opinion anyway. The lift doors opened and they stepped out to the reception, Jake went up to the desk and was pointed to a relatives waiting room. Marco could see how fraught Jake was becoming, he put his arm around Jake's shoulder. Jake opened the door to see his Mum, Dad and Jacob plus his aunties and uncles along with their children. The whole room looked up, Jake never contemplated that they would all be here and he would be outed to the entire family in one go. Marco dropped his arm from Jake and his Dad came over with a very nasty look on his face. "About time you showed, we kept ringing you at your flat. And why have you brought a stranger here." "Nice to see you to Dad, what do you care, you made your opinion known 2 years ago when I most needed your support." Jake grabbed Marco's hand, his dad stood rooted the spot, anger boiled and raged in his body. Jake had never spoken to him this way before, he was conflicted but in some way respected how his son stood up for himself and had a new confidence about him. He walked out of the room to calm down. Jake kissed his mum and asked how granny was doing. Happy in the knowledge that she had stabilised. He pulled Marco closer and introduced him to his mum. She looked him over quickly recognising he was a bit older than Jake. Marco held out his hand unsure if it was the right thing to do. She looked over at Jake and smiled, and kissed Marco on the cheek. "I can see that your happy Jake. But you know the rest of the family don't know about this." "They do now, but I am not here for them to judge me. They accept it or they don't." Marco's eye was drawn elsewhere as Jake's brother Jacob walked over in his usual cocky arrogant way, he was wearing ripped jeans, a tight t-shirt which showed off his growing muscles and tattoos down both arms. He stood an inch or so taller than his brother. Jake steadied himself for the onslaught of demeaning comments his brother was about to grace the air with, Jacob had not quite seen Marco as he stood behind Jake for most of the time. "Alright Jake, still queer then?" "Coming from someone else I would hit them, but that's quite remarkable that you had the brains to think of that." "Whose the bum chum you brought with you queer boy?" "Marco, unfortunately this piece of stupid thick crap I am ashamed of is my brother Jacob." Marco moved to the side of Jake, Jacob looked, his eyes mesmerized by Marco's arms as he could see his biceps straining against the shirt he wore. Marco was struck how similar the two boys looked, apart from the two years age difference and tattoos, there was very little between them. He held out his hand, Jacob fixated on his biceps ignored the hand being offered. "Yeah whatever." "Unusual ink work Jacob, does it have a significance?" "Err, no just random stuff. So what are you?" "Sorry, what do you mean?" "Are you and queer boy here doing it?" "Doing it? Not quite Jacob. We make love if that's what you want to know." "Your bumming him then." Marco leaned towards Jacob, family or not enough was enough. "You are an offensive person of little significance. Don't ever disrespect Jake or me like that again. Do you understand me?" Jacob took a step back, the words rang home hard and to the point. He knew that was a veiled threat, he looked at Jake and walked off to his cousins. "What did you say to him?" "I told him to show you a little more respect." "That will never happen." "Oh no Jake, he got the message." Jake chuckled, forgetting where he was he gave Marco a kiss, just as he Dad reappeared in the room tutting at what he saw. His mum's brothers and sisters came over to see Jake. Auntie Sue looked at Marco before telling Jake how happy she was that someone was making a real life for themselves, she nodded over to Jacob and her two sons. Marco's eye wandered over to the son on the left. He had a flat mohican style haircut. Jacob reappeared with a new vigour in his stride, Jake's heart sanked to the floor as he thought here we go round 2 of insults. "Want a coffee?" "What, oh err.. Yes please, I will come with you." "No that's okay, go chat with the family. He can help me get the coffees?" Jake felt a little uneasy about this, he knew if Jacob pushed Marco to far there would be consequences. They went out the door and headed down to the reception area to the vending machines. "Your threats don't worry me." "Did I threaten you?" "You tried to, but I got a few guys we could take you down easily enough." "It's a good thing your his brother. I will let your stupid remark go this time." "You don't scare me." "Jacob go back to your insignificant life and leave Jake alone, that would be the smartest thing you could ever do." "Ha, what you got some little secret queer gang." "Jacob your a waste of my time. Just get the coffees and don't ever speak to me or let me see you again." Jacob realised he had pushed boundaries way past the post this time, he looked at Marco who showed no care of concern towards Jacob. He punched the numbers on the vending machine and grabbed a tray to put the hot cups on. Marco didn't even look at him, he was not angry or upset at Jacob, he just saw a pathetic person who used words as a mean to protect himself. Jacob stood and banged his head against the vending machine several times. Marco just continued typing his text to Fabian completely ignoring him. Jacob wiped his eye, his head still resting against the vending machine, his guard had dropped. "Why does my brother hate me?" Marco stopped typing and stared at his phone, of all the questions he never expected that one. "What makes you think that?" "He doesn't talk to me much, never wants to hang out." "Take a look at yourself, you need to look inward and when you have figured that out you might understand why." "Even you don't like me." "Well is it any wonder, in the first few minutes you alienated yourself, nothing nice comes out of your mouth." "Sorry, I didn't mean to be rude or upset you. I find all this hard with my brother." "You pushed him away and now you don't really know Jake as the person he is now." "He has his own life away from me and the family." "Why do you do it?" "Do what?" "All this front you put on. Your not as hard as you think Jacob, I think you just mix with the wrong people who you want to impress." Marco had hit the nail on the head. Jacob raised his head off the vending machine and turned to Marco. "Yeah your right, I am so screwed up, no prospects and nothing to look forward to." "Why don't you sort your life out, get a job, girlfriend, make a life?" "No one will give me a job, look at me, they all think I am stupid as I fucked around at school to much." "Do you really want to turn your life around?" "When I look at Jake I get so jealous of how independent he is. He has never stood up to my Dad like he did just now." "Jake is becoming his own person. And I love him like crazy." "He is lucky to have that." "Jake has a good circle of friends who will go to extraordinary lengths to protect those they love." "I use to be his defender growing up through school." "He is still your younger brother, fix things before you destroy what love he has for you. Don't be shocked, he loves you very much." "How?" "Get to know Jake. Come to dinner on Friday, some of his work colleagues will be there as well." "Never been invited to dinner before." "You will need to tidy yourself up a little, wear something that is not torn and a shirt. I will get Jake to text you the details." Marco picked up one of the trays as they headed back. Jake was trying to gauge the situation, Jacob wanted to talk more to Marco but the doctor appeared and gave them the news that granny was conscious and sitting up in bed. As they doctor went to leave Marco stopped him. "What is the long term prognosis?" "About 4 or 5 months at best." "Do you know Dr Spencer Hasting?" "I think so, he is part owner of the Fabian & Hasting private hospital in Chelsea if I have the right one." "He is, we may decide to transfer her there if you see no issue with moving her." "No, and I think that would be good for her to have more personal care now." "I will talk to her grandson." Marco walked over to Jake and asked him to get the immediate family together to ask them for permission to do this. His Dad loitered at the back of the group. Marco had already briefed Jake who was more than happy with the suggestion after the shock of realising that Fabian's company owned the private hospital with Spencer. Jake looked at his Mum, Dad, brother, aunties and uncles before telling them the news, but they would all have to agree. His dad as usual was first. "Who is paying for that then, we can't afford it?" "For once dad can you just drop it, I will take care of everything." "And where do you get the money from?" His dad giving him the I know better look. Out of the blue Jacob spoke up. "Dad, be quiet if your not going to be sensible about this. Let Jake finish." "Let me call in a favour, if we agree it would be good for her I will find out more details." The family agreed so Jake called Fabian and spent 10 minutes talking to him. He hung up the phone and told the family that granny will have a private room and two companion nurses to look after her for as long as needed. The family thanked Jake as Marco stood behind so proud of him using his new family. His mother was no fool and new that Marco had something to do with it, she circled around the group towards him. "Thank you Marco." "It is all down to your wonderful son." "If you say so." Jacob went over to Jake who eyed him suspiciously, he stood in front of Jake, raised his arms and hugged his brother. "I miss you Jake." "I want my brother back Jacob. The one who annoyed the hell out me growing up, but protected me no matter what." Jacob released his hold he looked over to Marco who held out his hand, Jacob took it. Jake could have burst with pride at seeing his brother like this, it was like the Jacob the knew and loved was finally surfacing. Jake's dad looked on at the sudden change in Jacob and for the first time that morning he smiled slightly. He still didn't understand Jake sometimes but eventually he went over and shook his hand. Tiny steps Jake thought. To his surprise his dad held out a hand to Marco, he shook it but never uttered a word before he joined his wife. After visiting granny and giving her the news the family began to disperse. Marco called JP who said he will be there in 15 minutes. They sat out the front of the hospital waiting, his mum, dad and brother came out the front doors. Jake was saying goodbye to his parents, but Jacob was more distracted at the sight of the limo pulling up to the front, JP got out and stood by the passenger door waiting. Jake and Marco made their way over to JP who opened the door and they took their seats, Jake looked out through the blackened windows to see Jacob starring with his mouth open. "He might catch flies if he stays like that." "You never said how alike you two are." "Good genes I guess. What happened when you went to get the coffee?" "I just told him to stop alienating people and start being nice, and that you love him." "He did tell me he misses me being around." "Hope you don't mind, but I have invited him for dinner on Friday when Dave and Joe will be coming." "Not sure if that is wise or not. Do you know when he turned 17 I had the biggest crush on my brother." "Doesn't surprise me, he is quite hot, if rough around the edges. But you are hotter." "Stop it. It is sad that he can't find his own direction and settle." "Indeed. I know what I wanted to ask you. Your auntie Sue's son with the flat mohican, is his name Zack?" "Yes." "Hmmm, you know he is gay?" "Nah, how would you know that?" "His eyes followed us everywhere we went." "Maybe we should get him over one day and set Andre on to him." They both laughed and settled back, Marco put his arm around Jake it was the first time he had laughed that morning. "Thank you being here Marco." "I want to come with you later when you see your grandmother." "Of course, I would like that. I love having you by my side." He pulled Jake closer and kissed him lovingly and held on to him until they reached home. They changed and headed to the gym to workout, Marco as usual was pushing Jake harder each day. Jake quit after 45 minutes and was heading to the pool, Marco said he would join him there shortly. Noises were coming from the Orangery as Jake walked up from the basement, he crossed the hall way and in to the Orangery. He saw Fabian at the doors talking loudly to someone down by the pool, he turned and went over to Jake gaving him a kiss and a long hug. "Don't worry Jake, we are here for you." "Thank you Fabian, I appreciate what you have done for granny." "Anything for you. Ben is staying here for a week he is down at the pool with Andre." "I was just heading down there." "Watch out for them they are a pair of naughty kids when together." As he stepped down from the decking on to the path he saw Ben and Andre chasing each other as they quickly disappeared round the house. As he neared the pool terrace, Ben and Andre came running around the corner of the house and stopped. "Oh look what we have here Ben." "Well well if it isn't Jakey boy." "He loves having his nipples tweaked." Jake knew by the smirks on their face he was in trouble, he though about running back to the house. No, he didn't do that anymore so he threw his things on the ground and looked at both of them. "Come on, which one of you is first?" They looked at each other and both ran for him, Jake freaked and tried to side step Ben but his arm caught him square round his waist. He knew that there was no escaping Ben's muscled arms. Andre pushed Jakes hands away and began tweaking his nipples left and right, he couldn't do anything but giggle and scream. Ben spun Jake around to face him and kissed him on the lips before pushing him towards Andre, he wrapped his arms around his waist and started grinding his cock in to Jake's arse. Fabian was laughing from the decking with his arm around Marco before telling them to stop and let him swim. Andre released his hold and dived in to the pool. Ben grabbed Jake and pulled him close giving him a strong hug. "I am so sorry to hear about your granny Jake." Jake broke down, finally unable to hold his emotions in any longer. Marco saw and went to go over to him but Fabian held him back. "Give him a minute Marco, I think he has been trying to hold it together in front of us." "It has been one hell of a morning Fabian. I invited his brother over dinner on Friday, hope you don't mind." "Not at all, look forward to meeting him. "He is rough and quite abusive." "Hmmm, we all like a challenge Marco." They watched as Ben hugged him stroking the back of his head. He lifted Jake's chin up and looked him in the eye, he softly told him that he would be here if he wanted to talk. Jake kissed Ben on the lips and rested his head on his shoulder, Ben kissed the side of his face gently moving further round towards Jake's mouth. Instinct took hold of Jake as he moved his mouth to Ben's, their lips parted and met. Jake pushed his tongue into Ben's mouth as they passionately kissed. Andre leaning on the side of the pool had never seen anything hotter and was getting excited. Marco and Fabian smiled at the scene. "I think Jake is going to fit in well." "He was a little unsure when we spoke about enjoying the family last night." "That's sweet. And you Marco?" "Over the moon Fabian. He is the most amazing guy." "I am so happy for you both. Go rescue your boy before Ben has him naked and fucking him in the garden." The both headed down to the pool, Ben releasing Jake from their kiss as Marco told Ben to leave his boyfriend alone. Ben blushed before announcing how delicious Jake tasted. "You just keep your hands off him Ben, for the time being." "Your such a spoil sport Marco. Oh Jake, just for the record I am so going to nail you in bed!" Jake loved the idea of that telling him he looked forward to seeing if he lives up to his expectations.

Last night had a guy off BBRT come over, he wanted me door unlocked, blindfolded ass up and lubed. I have done this kind of thing before without the blindfold, I definitely felt uneasy about it but he assured me that he had no intentions of hurting me or robbing me. He just wants to breed a hot ass and go. I took a deep breath and sent the message that told him to be here around 9pm with my address and apartment number. After getting ready I lubed myself up with some boy butter, got myself into the position, and waited, 9:02 I get a text from him that he is here. I hear him come into my apartment and make his way to the bedroom, I hear his belt buckle clink and the sounds of him getting undressed. I feel his hand run down my back to between my cheeks, I take a whiff of poppers as he slides inside me, my head starts spinning as he begins slow fucking me, he starts picking up the and grabs the top of my jockstrap and pulls it tight. I could feel damp front fabric squeezing up against my balls, I was leaking a lot of precum. I start to relax as he fucks me, kissing my back occasionally. He then pushes me forward and gets on top of me on the bed. I feel around for my bottle of poppers, he says "here they are boy" and puts the bottle in one of my wondering hands, I take another deep whiff and as Im screwing on the cap he takes the bottle out of ny hand and I hear him taking a hit of them. I start squeezing his cock with my cunt muscles as continued on pounding me, he definitely notices and says " oh thats a good boy, milk that cock Im getting close" He slows down and starts going balls deep long hard strokes in and out of my ass. "Yeah Im going to breed you boy" He starts groaning loudly as he is cumming balls deep, pushing into me so hard it caused me to yelp in pain. He pulls out and pushes it back in a few times he grabs my neck and tells me to clean it up, I let him maneuver me around to his cock, he forces it into my throat, my nostrils buried his pubes, I can smell the delicious light chlorine hint of his cum. He pulls out of my mouth, lightly slaps me on the ass a few times and says "that was fucking hot, let me know when we can do this again" I hear him getting dressed, leaving the room and eventually my apartment door closing. I immediately pull off my blindfold, make sure nothing is missing in my apartment and then to the bathroom to checkout my well used cunt. Showered back up and went to bed a happy boy. So I popped my blindfold cherry, definitely want to do this again

I’d been drinking, and in my inebriated mind decided to walk home rather than wait for a night bus. After checking a couple of apps, I was feeling a bit horny even if I had no mind to do anything about it. It was then when I noticed the illuminated sign for the sauna. I’d passed it many times before and knew it had something of a reputation for its theme nights where one night it’s Daddies/ Bois or no towels or whatever. I decided that I would pop in for a bit, freshen up in the shower and maybe get sucked off. Job done. Once I’m buzzed in I realise that I’m actually doing this, and so check in for a towel, give reception my email for some reason for their mailing list, and head into the changing area, clumsily undress and then head into the main part of the sauna. After doing the rounds – and discovering there’s even a sling area, which stank of piss – I settled into a wood cabin that seemed fairly quiet bar the two older daddy types, mid-50s, looked like regulars but were in hot shape, gently feasting off each other’s bodies, teasing each zone and clearly been there a while. I settled down on a bench to the side and vaguely watched them. One of them reached over under my towel and put his hand on my stiffening cock and smiled “What have we here?” He leaned over further and began nibbling on my cock. Fuck. I hadn’t quite budgeted for this, but my horniness seemingly had me pinned to the spot as his mouth started to suck. His mate slid over and handed me some poppers. I felt obliged to really. It seemed rude not to. Although the minute I whiffed a few snorts my head felt like the wiring had come lose and all that now mattered was this hairy dad feeding on me. His mate leant into kiss me and again and suddenly I’d never wanted this stranger more. I felt the cocksucker’s fingers probe my hole, somewhat looking confused that it was dry and tight, but almost instantaneously the evidence of a sick grin replacing it. “Slow night brother?” It took me a moment to realise he was talking to me. “Uh… not really. Just a bit drunk and horny” I replied. “Hehe, nice. Drunk and horny on a PozBro night. I get you” “Wait, what? I thought that was Tuesdays...” “No mate. Been Thursdays for the last four months. Every other week we let in non-members and chasers” “Really? Ah okay. Bit of a mistake. I’ll leave you guys to it then” as I went to get up, the popper daddy pulled me backed into a kiss. I was beginning to feel strange, and realise these fuckers had me in their web. I could hear the door being locked and started to feel panicked “Not so fast bro… Hey Steve I think we’ve got ourselves a newbie!” I kept struggling as Steve pulled out the poppers again. Fuuuuck. What was in them? They were making me react the way they wanted. My body betraying my frantic mind. Half terrified, half horny. Jesus. I could only hope to get out of this alive. “I think you’re right Glen. Luckily for him we’re on a recruitment drive. I think we should showcase a few of the membership benefits while he’s here.” Glen was starting to tease my hole with his tongue. Oh boy, not felt anything like that before. I had begun to bliss out with the intoxication, feeling reasonably good despite the fact I was naked, horny, off my face in a locked room with two poz fuckers talking about recruiting me. Holy shit. I found myself turning my face to Steve’s cock. Man, what a fucking amazing poz tool, I thought. Thoughts that evaporated as I begun to suck down on it. Meanwhile Glen had been probing my hole, and I’d been slowly aware of letting him begin to probe me further. I wasn’t quite understanding my behavior, but everything felt so good and right and I figured I could risk this. They must be bluffing, I thought, there is no way someone would be so toxic that it would take immediately… That’s how I looked at it. Surely every guy doesn’t get pozzed instantly… That said, Glen was still pursuing my hole. I noticed him spit on his cock. I hoped there’d be lube but it was unlikely I was to get a smooth ride. These two fuckers know too much as it is. “That’s one tight hole there. Good thing you have us here to help you realise what a pleasure centre you can be. So much potential for you as a pozbro”. Oh fuck.

Just pumped a furry Jewish fucker's ass full of my pent up cum. On BBRT his profile said Sasquatch hairy or something. That bothers the shaved-smooth types but I didn't care. I still planted my face inbetween his hairy butt cheeks and sucked on his hairy fuckhole. He let out a big moan when my tongue went up his fuckhole. No cum to taste but my bet is his fuckhole gets used. His ass gave a nice firm bounce everything I pounded. Moaner too. And I noticed his Menorah and other stars and such out of the corner of my eye when pumping his ass so kinda hot knowing he's Jewish. Maybe that bothers some too but my dick was liking it. It was quick pump n dump. I bumped into the guy's neighbor again who had just started walking a dog and was just finishing that dog walk when I walked out the guy's door. Buddy said he hopes to see my dick again, and I bet I'll see his furry ass again!

Be advised that my stories often involve some element on nonconsensual sex by some of my characters. Regardless, my stories are 100% fiction/fantasy only. Any resemblance to persons or places are merely coincidental. How to Get Your Poz Cock into Lyle Cranston's Speedos A few year’s back, I was the janitor at the local high school in a school district where the only sex education the kids got was for abstinence. Well, this left the entire student body vulnerable to their own imaginations, learning whatever they could about sex from actual experience, or by doing some reading on the Internet or at the public library like I used to. The rate of pregnancies were up, and STD rates, too. Anyway, this lack of sex education made these students susceptible to perverts like me. One senior I was able to corrupt, Lyle, was the number one swimmer in the county. He was 18, had a compact and muscular body at 5’6”, blonde, chlorine-bleached hair, blue eyes, and an ass that filled out his light blue Speedos to perfection. All season, I’d catch him practicing at the pool in the early morning. Sometimes he’d linger in the locker room and shower area while I cleaned in there. He would do things for me, like acting as if he were checking his phone while bending over in his tight-fitting swimsuit. Did he know that he was getting my poz cock rock hard when he did that? So many times I’ve wanted to take my finger and press it against that stretched out blue lycra material; to press in, making a guess of where that boy’s hole was; feeling it, to hear him gasp or moan when I hit my mark. This show (offering?) went on all season. Instead of raping him right then and there, I’d ask him about things. How is school going? Are you going to prom? Stuff that allowed me to find out more about the kid. I found out that he was accepted at state university and will be living in the dorms in the fall. He got a swimming scholarship, too. He said that he and his girlfriend broke up in March, so he might go to prom stag, or not at all. He said that since he was leaving soon, it didn’t make sense to have a girlfriend here anyway. His parents were well-respected in town as ministers at one of the many churches here. I offered to answer any questions he had about sex if he wouldn’t tell anyone about it. He nodded, told me he was abstaining, but he had lots of questions. After that, he showed up at my janitor’s closet, always in his blue Speedo with questions for me. I’d close the door and he’d sit in my chair while he listed off questions about masterbation and was porn really evil. He never asked about condoms or STDs, but he did want to know how babies were made. I showed him diagrams and explained what sperm was and how it fertilizes the egg in a female, and so on. As he sat there with his legs spread, I was given full view of his taint and package just hidden beneath the blue lycra fabric of his Speedo. My perverted mind wanted more of this teen. I knew there had to be men online who would want to distract Lyle with poppers and a blowjob while I pressed my precum-dripping, cut cock head into the boy’s tight cherry hole. On the last week of school, I knew I had to get into that boy’s Speedos any way I could. And I enlisted the help of another barebacker I found online. His user name was Poz9In and he said he had ways of making sure I could get my raw cock inside a virgin’s butt, especially into a naive, under-sex educated Wildcat jock like Lyle. We arranged a time, graduation day. He agreed to the plan to help me stealth breed Lyle with a poz load. I told Lyle to meet me at my closet right after his morning swim, a good half hour before class. ________________ Poz9In was maybe around mid-50s, dark cropped hair and brown eyes. He arrived just before 7:30 a.m. He wore a track suit and his schlong was huge and evident down his right leg. With a scarred and stubbled face, he looked rough. He was not the hottest looking man. But I was immensely turned on from the contrast between the vision of a toughened older, experienced poz man making use of the body of a gorgeous, athletic teen. Lyle knocked on my closet door and I let him in. He was still wet from his swim. “Hi, Mr. Daines,” he said. “Hey Lyle. This is my friend, Dale, here. He wanted to meet the star swimming athlete for the Wildcats,” I stammered giving my Internet contact a fake name. I was a little nervous, but I was determined to fuck Lyle this morning. “Hey, Dale. Nice to meet you.” Lyle held his hand out in the cramped janitor’s closet and Poz9In took it and pulled Lyle to him. He used his other hand to grab Lyle’s cock and balls through the teen’s wet Speedo. Lyle barely had time to react when I got behind Lyle and pressed by uniformed bulge against his blue Speedoed bubble butt. “Hey! That’s my personal…” Lyle made a nervous swallow. “Yeah boy? Would you like to give your personal spot over to us men, or would you rather we take it?” Poz9In asked while the two of us, men older than his father, continued manhandling Lyle into submission. “I never…” Lyle stopped what he was saying and relented to Poz9In by closing his eyes and dropping his hands to his side. Poz9In worked Lyle’s dick to an erection while I took aim at my prized target: Lyle’s hole. “That’s it, kid. We’ll take good care of you, just relax,” Poz9In said. Now with Lyle’s submission, I finally got to press my finger in and feel for the boy’s hole. He let out a breath when I began rubbing it roughly through the smooth material. Fresh from the pool. Poz9in opened a new bottle of poppers and told the kid to breath in and hold his breath. Lyle did as he was instructed. I continued probing the covered hole while with my other hand, I reached around his waist. Poz9In moved my hand over to so I Lyle’s cock incased in the smooth, still damp lycra. He smelled deliciously of chlorine. “Good boy. Take another hit just like the first,” I heard Poz9In say. “Fuck yeah. You’re a hot one.” “I’ve been wanting this ass for four months!” I exclaimed. “Let’s do what we planned, but I want to keep these Speedos on him.” “Aahh, fuuuck!” Lyle was flying. “Nice! That’s a deal, mister,” Poz9In replied to me. “Let’s knock up this cute pollywog.” With that, Poz9in bent down and went to work sucking Lyle’s cock through the Speedos. A few moments later, he pushed the front of the swimsuit down. Then I saw Poz9In dive in and suck on the virgin’s swimmer’s exposed dick. “Aaah!” Lyle moaned in pleasure. With Poz9In’s help, I bent Lyle forward and spread his legs. Poz9In kept sucking Lyle’s dick like the pro he was, doing his damnedest to coax sweet semen out from a neg horny teen. I unzipped my pants and pushed them down to release my leaking cock. With my hard cock in hand, I rubbed the head of it on Lyle’s bubble butt. I relished the sight of his light blue swimsuit soiled with smudges of my precum. Poz9In gave Lyle more poppers as I pulled down the back of the Speedos to expose the tightest, pinkest hole I’ve ever seen. “Do it. Bareback that neg hole, man. He fucking wants it,” Poz9In encouraged. Realizing that Lyle doesn’t know what neg hole means, I stared at the pink hole in front of me and greased up my cock with lube and listened as Poz9In spoke. “This is the hottest piece of ass. Take it. Take that fine young, firm ass.” With that, I stood up and lined my drooling poz cock against Lyle’s hole. Hotter still, I could feel the kid’s ever-taunting blue Speedo tickling under my cock. I pumped some precum onto the ring of pink his hole and heard Lyle gasp as I pressed in. Lyle yelled as my cock head popped into him, and Poz9In used his hands to spread Lyle’s ass open for me. I fucked in more. As I did, I leaked more precum into Lyle as I thought about pozzing up a virgin, seeing him graduate tonight with my toxic load inside him, sending him off to college with HIV. Then, hopefully, more men will get to use this young butt. I was all the way in when Poz9In gave Lyle more poppers, about 6 full hits. “Breed that neg butt or I will!” I started to fuck Lyle’s hole, in and out. It got easier with my precum lubing the walls of his rectum. I wasn’t going to last long, though. Fucking Lyle full of my poz cum was a dream coming true. I started pistoning the tight swimmer’s hole imagining how my shaft must look penetrating that pink ring. His hole gripped my cock. I was urgent to impregnate my Lyle, star Wildcat swimmer. It was my absolute goal now was to poz Lyle up. “Fuck! I’m coming.” “Fucking do it! Fucking sperm up that clean hole.” Poz9In coached. “Aaaaagh!” I felt my shaft pulse and my cock slit open as hot poz sperm coated the walls of Lyle’s unprotected rectum. I was still shooting loads into Lyle’s hole when I started fucking him hard again. “Fuck!” Lyle yelled. “Fuuuuuck! Ah, I’m coming.” Poz9In went back to sucking Lyle’s dick. “Yeah, Lyle. Feed the nice man your load while I hammer mine into your butt” I said. Lyle didn’t say anything but convulsed as he orgasmed. I held him steady so that Poz9in could have what his profile said was his favorite part of sex: the taste of sweet, young neg sperm. “Fuckin’ A!” Poz9In said with his mouth full of hard teen dick and fresh sperm. When Lyle finished cumming, I put the poppers bottle under his nose again. Lyle took the hits as ordered. When Lyle was completely flying, I put the bottle down. With my eyes I looked down to Poz9In and I invited him to bareback this amazing hole. He stood up, stepped around Lyle, and started jacking his massive cock and told me to move out of the way. He got behind Lyle, who was still recovering from cumming, and he rubbed his big mushroom head against the boy’s now reddened entrance. He looked over and got the petroleum jelly and jacked his cock some more with it until it shined under the fluorescent lighting of the janitor’s closet. As Poz9In lodged his enormous highly experienced HVL poz cock into the teen’s no-longer-virgin hole, we heard Lyle say, “Ah! Fuck!” I watched as Poz9In pushed all the way into Lyle; his silver cock ring embedding red marks into the teen’s butt cheeks. Then he fucked Lyle’s ass hard. He clamped his large hand over Lyle’s mouth to keep him quiet while he fucked him so hard that they had to keep repositioning themselves around the closet. Amazingly, Lyle’s blue Speedos remained in place, pulled down just far enough to give us men access to his now fully fuckable butthole. At times I was able to get up close and I watched as Poz9In’s cock pulled out, his shaft covered in lube and poz sperm, and pushed all the way back into the boy’s hole, stretching out that beautiful pink ring, no longer hidden away from me behind light blue lycra. I started jacking off watching them. When Poz9In saw me, he repositioned Lyle again in front of me. Still lodged in Lyle’s ass, Poz9In pushed his head down and ordered him to suck my cock. Lyle eagerly sucked me until I was so turned on, I gripped onto his blonde hair started face-fucking the teen. An amazing perv achievement: Poz9In and I were fucking Lyle Cranston: The star swimmer for the Wildcats swim team and minister’s son was now taking raw poz cock at both ends in a janitor's closet. I unloaded in Lyle’s mouth with a sharp explosion and watched him swallow my load. At the same time, Poz9In announced that he was “knocking up the twink! Fuuuuuck! That’s right. Let us charge that hole, son! Take it deep in there.” He continued convulsing and cussing as more of his jizz flowed into naive Lyle’s neg hole. When he finished, he tussled Lyle’s now dry hair as he lewdly complimented the kid, and pulled out. Poz9In pulled up his track pants, nodded at me and left. Lyle was half in a daze as he pulled up his trunks and said that he had to get to class. “Thanks, Mr. Daines.” He left the janitor’s closet quickly with a towel around his waist. "Congrats! Have a good time tonight!" I called out. Good kid. Come fall, though, college physicals could reveal a surprise for young Lyle, and just before his first-ever actual sex education class.

Does anyone else get off on getting fucked by "undesirable" guys - as in guys that most people would assume you wouldn't be attracted to? Or even guys you aren't attracted to other than the cock and cum? Guys that are heavier, or older, or both? Hairier, "lower class," etc. I'm trying to phrase this in as non offensive a way as possible, so I hope I didn't offend anyone.

In the modern age of apps like Grindr, A4A, BBRT have probably made the old school hankey code obsolete. While I am sure many guys of my generation probably arent even aware there was such a thing, but guys I typically go after are in their 40s and 50s and Im sure most are well aware of what the hankey code is. I just recently bought a navy blue one (BB sex) and a light blue one (oral). Im sure Id obviously have luck in gay bars and stuff. Question is, lets say I were to wear these either hanging out of my front or back pocket while out shopping? at the mall? the grocery store? I have never had a hookup outside of using the apps or being at a gay bar. I think it would be hot if a guy approached me randomly in the mall or something and asked if I wanted to meet him in the bathroom for a quick suck or something. So, think Ill have any luck ? or will I just look silly?

I've been having quite a drought recently so when i got the chance to meet up with this guy, i jumped at the chance. After a 30min drive i arrived at his place, he's a big guy in his early 60's, about 6'6 tall and quite handsome. We chatted for a while, then he suggested we go upstairs to his bedroom. We both stripped and stood kissing for a while, his large cock pushing against me. He was quite firm and enjoyed grabbing my balls and giving them a hard squeeze, he also played with my nipples which i love. He turned me round and bent me over his bed, he gave me a bottle of poppers to sniff and made sure I had quite a few good sniffs. I felt him fingering my hole, working in some lube at the same time. i then felt his cock pushing against my hole, i don't think i have ever taken a cock so thick as it made me yelp when it finally forced its way in. He paused and made sure i had another go at the poppers, once i had relaxed he started to slowly drive his cock in and out, he'd let it slip out then before my ass could recover push it back in. He went on like this for about 10 minutes then grabbed my shoulders and held me down as he started to fuck me harder and harder. He soon began to gasp and with two final hard thrusts i could feel him cumming. He stayed in me for a while then after his cock softened and slid out we lay on the bed, my head on his chest recovering from his onslaught. i'm going to see him again soon, he said he will invite a couple of friends too.

Think of all the money being wasted on prep... $1200/month when you can get a nice little Chardonnay for $8! ?

Nothing like a ripe hairy pits shoved in your face while the top is plowing your hole .... I start leaking so much, I have a need to suck on and tongue bath those pits. There is something about the musk, the masculinity, the domination and power of controlling my hole and senses.

WOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! https://www.xtube.com/video-watch/the-good-one-28910351

I'm up for that, but I reckon a meet-up of guys from here at a venue like The Vault, Underground Club or Locker Room Sauna might also work.

Yes I was lucky because I know my gifter and we did a réal willing conversion that is hottest thing I never did but I remember for ever the first time a man cummed in me and said in my ears : I give you my poz cum....

Part 16 - The Lovers And Generosity "Happy Jake?" "Incredibly, I still ache a bit. Are we having sex?" "Not tonight Jake, I want you to be completely well. Anyway we won't be having sex." "What do you mean?" "You and I will only make love never just sex." "I never have thought about it like that, or even had the chance. Fabian was the closest thing I ever had to intimacy." "The best thing about our family is you can indulge with whoever you like." "You mean have sex with them?" "Absolutely, Fabian especially. But most importantly you must feel free to enjoy the family, it's what makes us all close." "It may take me some time to get use to this way of thinking." "Of course, I know this is all new but never be afraid to express yourself." Marco reached up to take Jake's shirt off. He stopped him and told him he was only ever allowed to undress him in the course of making love. Marco kissed Jake and began to strip. Jake sat and watched as Marco took off his shirt, he loved looking at the tightness and definition of the muscle in his arms. His beautifully crafted torso gave him an adonis stature. One thing he couldn't fathom was why Marco was so drawn to him when he could have the pick of the crop. Jake stripped then climbed in to bed next to Marco. "Marco, I don't pretend to understand many things. Why you and I are here now is one of them." "People get drawn together in many ways, it is just something that fits in to place and you know it is meant to be." Jake wrapped in Marco's arms gave him a tender kiss as they both laid looking at each other. The fight to stay awake was being lost, Jake's breathing eased in to a steady rhythm as he drifted in to sleep. Marco continued looking at Jake, had he really found someone who could love him unconditionally. He kissed his forehead before his eyes closed. Jake's eyes slowly opened, he was laying on his side with Marco spooning close against him. His body felt normal and his ached had disappeared, this he put down to being in the arms of his new lover. He climbed out of bed and looked at Marco who stirred and rolled over. Walking through to the lounge area to the open balcony doors and stood there, it looked over towards Spencer and JP's house. It was really dawning on him that there must be some serious amounts of money here, a fact he had never really given thought about, except what Fabian said to him, that he would look after him no matter what. Jake was from a home that got by, no extravagance or big holidays, just your average life. At some point he would have to confront his own family, they knew about him being gay but very guarded and disapproving over this matter and didn't talk about it. His only brother, Jacob, was a bit of a rough kid on the block, 2 years older, tattoos and always getting in to fights and no job. He loved his brother, but recently he had began tolerating him for the sake of his family. He only referred to Jake now as 'Queer boy' which he hated. They were all a world away from where he stood right now in the plush surroundings of Wimbledon, beyond the trees in Wandsworth his family would be getting ready for the normal daily routine. Jake stretched raising his arms high, he jumped as two defined arms circled around him from behind. Grabbing them he pulled them tighter around his body as Marco kissed his neck. "Morning handsome, how are you feeling?" "Wonderful now you are here." Before he could say anything more Marco spun him around, gently kissing him, he stroked Jake's face then picked him up. They kissed as he carried him back to the bedroom. Jake's legs were wrapped around Marco, without knowing it he was making little sounds of delight. Still holding him in his arms they reached the bed, Marco climbed up and laid Jake down. The kissing began to take a more sensual and erotic intensity. Jake's hands caressed Marco everywhere they could reach, his cock was wanting to burst showing his love for Marco. He tried to gain some composure but his attempt were futile. Marco's cock leaking precum like a dripping tap. Their eyes both wide open looking at each other as they kissed, yearning and desire was evident in the depth of their gaze. Jake felt the head of Marco's exquisitely crafted eight inch cock applying pressure against his hole, his desire and lust for Marco showed no resistance as finally he felt his lover penetrating his body slowly. Jake kissed him with more passion than ever, as he teased Jake's hole with slow tender thrusts. Marco could not hold back any longer he had to have him, he gyrated his hips several time as inch by inch he slipped deeper and deeper inside Jake. Jake moaned as a complete happiness took over his body with every thrust from Marco's love. He raised his head a few inches above Jake before whispering "My lover", he let out a loud moan, Marco's cock swelled. Jake knew they were about to seal their love for each other. Marco held Jake in his arms, his hips pushed up hard against Jake forcing his cock as deep as he could get hitting Jake's spot. Jake cried out "Marco, I love you.". Marco kissed Jake's neck as his semen pulsated up his shaft and entered in to Jake's body, sowing his seed of love. Jake tightened his legs around Marco as he simultaneously began shooting Fabian's strain of seed between their stomachs. Marco collapsed on top of Jake penetrating as deep as he could, steam after stream of seed being given to Jake. He held Jake tight as they continued to kiss, Marco was not finished with Jake yet. He continued fucking Jake, their mouths still devouring each other. Jake moaned again in pleasure as Marco began to pick up the momentum. Locked in their world, Jake held Marco around his neck, his legs still wrapped around Marco moved caressing his hips. Marco's hips once again pushed up hard against him, he moaned in to Jake's mouth as he shot his second load into Jake and then collapsed on top of him. Marco looked at Jake who just laid there with the biggest grin on his face. A look of pure satisfaction on both their faces was a sight to behold. Marco kissed Jake's nipple and worked down his naval and began lick the now sticky mess off his stomach. Jake stroked Marco's head giggling at the tender tickling the tongue performed on his body. He would have been more than content to just lay here for the rest of his life with Marco by his side. Marco glanced at the clock before springing off the bed dragging Jake to the shower. It was 9am before they made their way downstairs. Marco telling Jake he must ensure breakfast is ready for Fabian. The walked in the dining room to find Andre finishing off the table. "Hi Marco, hi Jake, I think it's all done. You need to show me how to do this properly tomorrow." "Morning Andre, why have you done this?" "Fabian wants me to take on more around the house, didn't he tell you?" "Oh, a lot happened yesterday." "No kidding." Andre looked in Jake's direction. "You look perky this morning, did you make love?" "Andre, behave and show some respect." Fabian had walked in to the room laughing at Andre's up front questioning. He gave Marco and Jake a kiss before looking at them and gesturing in a "Come on do tell" kind of way. Jake just smiled and winked, that was all that was required. "Oh and Marco, I want Andre to take on more butler roles around the house and you to work more with me as a personal assistant." "Of course Fabian." "Hopefully it will allow you two to spend more time together. Did you manage to sort the card out for Jake?" "Sorry Fabian not yet, I will do it after breakfast. What type of card?" "I think a black one, 500 should cover it." Jake just looked on confused and didn't understand all this code going on. He decided to have fun with Andre, he went round the table moving cutlery quicker and quicker, Andre running behind putting it back in it's place until he caught up with Jake. He grabbed his arm and forced him down on the ground, he straddle Jake pinning him on the floor. Andre began to pinch Jake's nipples causing him to cry out in laughter. The other side of the room Fabian and Marco held on to each other laughing their socks off at the antics of the young men. before he turned to Marco. "You need to get him to work out more otherwise Andre will make him his bitch if he can't match him." "Don't you feel a whole new energy in the house since he arrived?" "Totally Marco, shall we go rescue Jake?" Fabian bent down and heaved Andre off with one arm. Marco looking down at Jake who was still laughing holding his nipples to cover them, Marco noticed Jake was obviously a lot better and horny as his shorts gave everything away. Jake laid on the floor until he regained his composure. Andre straightened himself up but was grinning from ear to ear. Fabian was sitting at the table drinking a cup of coffee. "Marco, Jake, come sit. Jake this is as much your home now as mine." "I don't know what I have done to deserve your kindness Fabian, but thank you." "You are welcome Jake and enough of this thanking me. This is your home now as well." Andre served up breakfast, then placed a plate of food in an empty seat next to Fabian, gave him a kiss and sat down to eat with them. As soon as breakfast was done Marco sent Jake to get his work out clothes on and meet him in the gym. As he disappeared he went in to the office next to Fabian's and made the call to sort out a card for Jake. They were showering in their room having returned from their workout and swim, Marco said he had some work to do with Fabian, he suggested Jake and Andre go for a walk through the village to his flat and put together what he needs and they will collect it in the evening. Since it was a furnished flat it would only be his clothes and a few pictures. One of which was his grandmother Ellen, he doted on her as she looked after him a lot, growing up his parents were always working. He knew he had to go see her in hospital as it head been nearly a week since his last visit. Andre and Jake had a great time together, being close in age they could almost pass as brothers, except Andre sported a pretty fine physique. Jake just thought he looked plain and told Andre so, but Andre would have none of it, exclaiming that he was very attractive and real London looking. They giggled a lot as they came up to the security gate. Andre tapped his index finger on a pad above the lock and it magically swung open. "That's amazing." "Oh yeah, it is pretty nifty but not when you got sticky fingers, I was stuck outside here once for 15 minutes in the rain." "How did you get in then?" "Pressed the button and security had to open the gate." "What is it with the security?" "Fabian like his privacy. You don't know much about him do you?" "Not really, I love him in a way but not like Marco." "You should ask, he will be honest and tell you most things." "Maybe I will, but really all I need is a roof and food and of course love as it turns out." "To get Fabian's trust and respect as much as you have done is not easy. And you get a card." "What is this card?" "Marco and Ben are the only others who have cards, other family member are wealthy in their own right." "But what is it?" "You will find out soon enough. I don't need one as I only have to ask Fabian if I need anything." They entered the house and saw Marco and Fabian in the Orangery drinking coffee and mindlessly talking to each other. Jake walked in and gave Fabian a kiss then over to Marco and gave him a full on snog. "Everything sorted then Jake?" "Yes Fabian, just 3 bags of clothes to collect later, I brought some pictures with me hope you don't mind." "Of course not. Andre would you like to do lunch, Marco will show you." "Consider it done Fabian, come on Marco." "Jake come sit with me I have something for you." Jake sat next to Fabian and put his hand on his leg. Fabian produced a small envelope and gave it to Jake. "What is it?" "Open it silly and you will find out." Jake opened the envelope and a black card dropped out, he could just just make out the deep grey writing 'American Express'. "It's a credit card." "It is, but not just a credit card." "How so?" "It get's you in to some of the most exclusive places in the world." "But why would I need one?" "I want you to have it, that is your own personal expenses to do with as you wish." "Does it have contactless payment?" Fabian roared with laughter and gave Jake the biggest hug. "No Jake, it can do many things but not that." "So does it have the same limit as my other credit card of £1k?" "Not nearly close, it has £500k allowance per year." "Your kidding me?" "Not at all." "I still don't think I need it, but thank you Fabian." "I think Marco will take you out later in the week to do some shopping. You can see what doors that card will open for you." "Can I buy anything?" "Yes, but be careful and don't get carried away. Who is the picture of Jake?" "My grandmother, she looked after my brother and me a lot whilst my mum was working." "You have her eyes Jake. What's wrong?" "She is not well and in hospital so I do need to see her." "You must do that Jake, as you know family is key. Do you want me to help out in any way?" "Don't suppose you could tame my brother." Fabian mused this weird unsuspecting answer from him.

That looks PERFECT to me! I don't like fighting my way in - silky smooth feeling with enough grip to milk my cock is the best. Some tops prefer tight and don't wanna think they're fucking some slut, but a juicy wet welcoming hole is the best to me!!

Part 11; Not surprisingly my newly charged up twink was being fucked. Still restrained. Still blindfolded. I said to the guy fucking him to hurry up as he was my boy and he was going home now. The guy quickened his pace, grunted, and dropped his load. 'Thanks for the use of your sexy boy. Nice sign on his chest man. A chance I have given him something else for his collection'. An ominous statement from a stranger who quickly disappeared. I took my boys blindfold off, and the restraints. 'Hey son, have a good time?' 'Yes Daddy. Can we please go to the bar for a soft drink. I need a rest'. 'Well, I was going to get you to go and feed the dogs at home, I forgot. You can rest there. But Daddy wants to stay here for a bit longer'. 'OK. By the way, I lost count but it was definitely at least 14 loads I took' 'Good boy. Well done. So that is 17 in total at least, with the 3 from the steam room' How many of those 17 loads were toxic, I wondered. We would never know! We went to the lockers where my boy got dressed, we kissed goodbye, and he left. I eagerly made my way back to the spa pool. Along with a few others the guy with the crix belly was between my new twinks legs. He kept on putting his hand towards his hole, each time my new twink kept on pushing his hand away .... 'Please stop'. I let out an almighty ... 'OI'. The crix belly guy looked at me. I gave him a stern look, and nodded for him to back away. 'C'mon, grab your towel son'. I hired us out a private booth so we could have some proper privacy, and in we went, door locked behind us! I stood and looked at his perfect sweet body, and before I knew it he fell to his knees in front of me, looked up at me, and said... 'I love the fact you just called me son, Dad', and without hesitation grabbed the base of my shaft, pulled my foreskin back, and flicked over my bell end. I was HARD in an instant! I looked down at him as he happily got to work serving me. I could not help but notice his pert ASS arched out. I could not resist the invitation! I leaned over, licked my middle finger and slipped it back in like I had earlier. He moaned as I wiggled my digit around. I could not wait any longer to give his ASS proper attention. I threw him onto his back and got to work fingering and rimming his sweet hairless tight pink cunt. I ate him out for ages, until he started to plead with me to Fuck him. He knew I was poz, and highly infectious, BUT, we had not had the proper discussion I like to have, so, I grabbed a rubber, lubed up, and slid in, rather easily I might add. 'You're tight, but you took that very easily'. 'I know Dad. After we met this afternoon at the clinic, I went home and I played with my toys for hours, fantasizing about you Fucking me'. 'You dirty boy' I fucked him for a while with me laying behind him, his upper leg in the air, his torso slightly turned towards me. I could certainly tell the difference fucking with a rubber, but still, a Hot Fuck! He was groaning very loudly as I Fucked his cunt that had never had a bare Dick inside it, ever. I withdrew, positioned myself in front of him, inserted my index and middle fingers, located his prostate, and circled, applying different strengths of pressure. I ordered him to put his hands above his head, and by no means was he allowed to touch himself, anywhere. I worked his prostate for a good half hour, by which time he was leaking pre cum like some insane water fountain, and was screaming the fucking place down. Taking my fingers out I scooped up his pre cum, and re-lubed my rubbered Dick, placing it at the entrance to his cunt, touching. He leaned up and pulled the condom off, my Bare Dick still somehow touching his cunt flesh... 'What are you doing?' I quizzed. 'I cannot stand it anymore not knowing what a Bare Dick feels like, and avoiding the kind of dark real intimate sex, and kind of men that I have secretly craved yet avoided all these years'. He pulled my hips which forced the tip of my Dick to enter his tight, wet, warm, silky cunt! I held that position as we simply stared intensely into each others eyes. 'I have also craved and yearned for years the life changing consequences' I slid in balls deep. Fuck, he felt GREAT! 'OMG yes, OMG yes, OMG Fuck yes, that feels so different to a condom. This feels so natural ... Fuck me Dad'. 'NO'. ... I pulled out. 'Let's go for a drink, and a serious chat'. Whilst I was at the bar he began to message his new Boyfriend on WhatsApp. I brought our drinks over, at which point he apologized in advance for not speaking to me for a bit, as he was now having an important chat. I guessed it must be with his new Boyfriend. What the fuck was being said. He was typing like a maniac in between drinking his drink, and his phone was practically on fire with incoming messages. As this went on he had finished guzzling what was his third double Vodka and coke, so, I got in another. He scrolled to the beginning of this message frenzy, and handed me his phone. 'Can you please read that Dad. It will give you a deeper understanding of me' 'OK, son'. ******************************************** What did it say? ....

I'm on an official abroad, as I wrote in another topic. I could finish work at early afternoon, so I went to the beach. There is a small nudist beach close to the hotels. So the beach. Nice environmental, few people: A rude younger guy with long fat dick. I'm so sorry that was rude, because I would let him to breed me. Some older guys. And late fifties daddy. He was stroking his cock. I show him mine. After a while I asked him to join. He said yes. It was chilling, that we were having a conversation while we were playing ourselves or wit eachother. When we were alone, we were sucking eachother. Another fifties guy was watching us. Later he laid behind me. The guy, I was sucking started to stroke my hole, fingering me. Now I know, he prepared me. The new guy tried to push his sick into me. I lived both of us. Then pushed into and started fuck slowly. He was fucking me while I was sucking the other. After five minutes spoon, he set ne on my four. It was more comfortable. Then someone came, we interrupted, when left, we continued. This scene repeated many times. The first guy left also, we stayed together, no one other on beach. Then he fucked spoon, doggy, standing long and once slowly, once rough. I was cumming, I shot a huge load into my feet. But he didn't cum yet, so he continued. He couldn't cum, but I wanted him to breed me. So I jerked him, and when he just started cumming, I pushed the tap into its place. Almost all of his scum was shot into my hole. A stranger barebacked ans bred me on a seaside nudist beach on abroad. An item on my bucket list is checked.

One of the tops I call Sir and Master, a black top who has been breeding me for years (He bred me without permission the first time and I fell in lust with him and begged for more and he has been doing it since) came over yesterday. I am always hot for him cuz he rape fucks me good. I took him up to the bedroom an sucked him hard, an he moans an calls me a good slut while Im sucking his cock. He pounded me good an hard doggystyle, slapping my ass red an asking me who else has been in "his" pussy. I always cry out an tell him. He pulled out an made me get on my knees an suck his cock some more, then he ordered me back on the bed an pounded me super hard. I luv it everytime a hard cock hits my g-spot, it feels like it is centering me in my reality as a slut, pushing my reset button, an putting me in my place as a servant of cock. I live for that good good pleasure an pain. My eyes crossed an my mouth drooled all over the sheets as he hammered me then roared as he filled me up with his seed. I luv to be his cum dump. He rubbed some of his cum from the tip of his cock underneath my nose, to train my brain to be even more submissive to him. Afterwards he followed me to a nearby gas station so I could fill his tank up with gas. For filling me up I fill him up! I luv to be a good bitch to my Master. I did it shirtless. I like to think other people are watching an know that I am a man's bitch an I like to look as slutty as possible so I show as much skin as I can in the summer. I cant wait til he breeds me again

I LOVE rimming and getting rimmed - males my cock hard as fuck to eat what I'm about to slide into....as long as it's clean (or just lube/cum mess). I went to cumunion a couple weeks ago and was a little surprised but turned on by the rimming that happened. First I fucked a regular bottom buddy out in the hall where everyone was passing by. It wasn't real crowded, but a group formed to watch. A cute young latin guy kept making eye contact and feeling me up - It felt so good, and I like an audience so I had to stop kind of fast before I came too soon. I wanted to fuck that latin kid for sure! He turned out to be a top and wanted to fuck in a private room. He ate my ass out deep.....I'm pretty sure he realized I had just arrived so it was still gonna be "clean". He fucked for 5-10 mins before asking if I wanted his load - which of course I said "yes" we wiped up and made out some, and his cock stayed totally hard - he said he might fuck me again, so I bent over and took it for another 5 mins, but not another load - we pulled our shorts up and swapped numbers before we both headed back out for more. I had gym shorts on (no underwear), so easy access for anyone that wanted to feel, and my crack was now pretty sloppy for anyone that copped a feel I then immediately ran into ANOTHER young latin jock boy that could've been the first one's twin. I doubt he knew I had just been bred in the other room, but he might've actually been the one feeling me up while I was topping in the hallway. He also wanted to go in a room so away we went. This kid's body was beautiful, and I was hard as fuck. His cock wasn't all that hard while we made out, so I asked if he's top or bottom, and he said vers. I told him me too.....jackpot! He then cupped my ass and felt the cummy lubed crack. He immediately asked me to bend over and surprised the hell out me when he went to town slurping on my hole and obviously getting some of the cum from the last fuck! I LOVE those innocent looking jock types that are pigs!! Felching my ass obviously got him all horned up - he stood up and was now hard as a fucking rock and hung pretty huge......way bigger than the first kid. He pushed in with just his spit and the prior load for lube. We fucked for a while till my ass was making that juicy sloppy sound, and I think we were both about to cum. I had to have his bubble ass since he said he was vers so we swapped places, and I nervously went in for a taste of his hole. He was clean as could be, and I could've eaten that all night, but I finally stood up and slid in. He was tight, but he got juicy pretty fast, so I'm pretty sure he had a load or two already! I could've cum, but I really wanted this to last so we flipped again. He ate my ass AGAIN! We flip fucked back and forth 3 times I think - I hadn't been there a very long time, but I decided I really wasn't gonna find a better situation than I was in at that very second, so I decided to blow my load up his ass knowing the night would be over early for me. I really wanted to swap back one last time for him to pump me full, but he came on the floor while I was breeding him. I swapped numbers with this kid too before we left the room. He told me that was his 3rd time cumming but he was going back out for more - true slut/stud that I can't wait to play with again. I'll try to have my hole all cummy next time we play to bring the pig out in him again I have my own rim chair at home and love when I find the right guy(s) to use it with - I will definitely be taking turns under the seat with that hot kid when I host him!

Couldn't agree more - my has is my hot button - if a Top tims my ass he can have anything he wants. I will BEG him to fuck me afterwards. I do f love chowing down and eating ass as well

I would luv to be your bottom

Part 2; There stood the twink and the taxi driver. 'Are you his Dad?' 'Yeah'. 'He doesn't seem well mate. I'd get him to a Hospital'. 'Don't worry, it's just a Fever. Here is the fare, and something extra for your trouble'. 'Cheers mate'. I closed the door. The twink hobbled in like an old Man. 'I feel TERRIBLE Daddy' 'You don't look too great. C'mon, let's get you in the shower son'. I got the shower running on a decent heat, stripped, then stripped the twink as he was feeling so weak and feeble. Not only was he feeling weak, aching all over, and having night sweats, but before my eyes was also a blotchy rash on his chest. I couldn't help but smile. I had already washed that day, so attention was on cleaning him up, inclusive of a thorough douching. I dried us both, and I locked his little flaccid dick in a stainless steel chastity device. I put on a Leather executioners hood, and my German army boots, and carried him downstairs, and into the Garage which has been partly converted into a Dungeon, and lay him in the sling. I lubed my Dick with spit and slid in the entire length of my shaft. 'Ouch. That hurts Daddy ... Why am I feeling so awful?' 'Don't worry son, your symptoms are your body's way of saying it is accepting Daddy's HIV Virus. You'll feel better soon'. He smiled, albeit feebly. I fucked him for while pretty gently, seeing his sweet face running with beads of sweat. Even though I had just showered him he was drenched with sweat. I glanced the sight of the rash on his chest, and all I could think of was my virus inside him replicating at a high rate. This really turned me on so I started to fuck properly like I would normally... FAST strong thrusts, which caused him to whimper... **** To all those pups and pigs, squeal and woof as loud as you can for Part 3 ... And be good little animals and 'like' each part to show your appreciation ??

How it Happened Ch. 3 I caught the bus back to campus without any trouble. The whole time with Michael seemed like a terrifying sexy dream. My well-fucked ass and the slowly leaking jizz seeping from my “boy pussy” told me I had not imagined my time with Michael. Fortunately, my roommate was still gone when I returned to my dorm room. I stripped and took another shower, so when I woke in the morning I wouldn’t wake to a puddle of cum in my bed. I told myself, even though I promised to let Michael fuck me raw anytime he wanted, this was only a one-time occurrence. When we met again, I would explain I preferred to engage in only safe-sex. I was sure he would understand, and we could move forward without any repeat of our wild and reckless night. Now having told myself this, I had to admit the sex had been amazing. The warm, throbbing cock pumping in and out of me had treated me to what had to be without a doubt some of the best sex in my life. I found myself getting hard as I remembered the hot, pulsing shots of his thick semen filling me up, as he continued pounding me like a porn star whore. I understood now why guys loved fucking raw, and I almost regretted depriving that lacrosse of the opportunity to breed me as Michael had done. Still it was better to be safe, than sorry. Michael and I could get tested together, and once our tests came back negative, we could skip rubbers and fuck like the night before. I took a couple of Aleve PM, so I could get some rest, and hopefully ease the pain of my well-fucked ass. As I drifted off to sleep, I heard my roomie return, but I was too far gone to care. When I woke up, I first thought it was dawn, but, I had slept through the entire day. Fortunately, I had only two classes, but I had never missed a class in my life. I contacted friends from those classes to catch up on my missed work, as well as checked over my work for the next day’s class-work. My friends from the night I met Michael had texted me to make sure I was doing okay. They apologized for abandoning me at after-hours club. I texted back it was all cool and had met a great guy, who was interested in seeing me again. Bed-time, Michael texted me. I found myself boning up at once as soon as I saw a message from him. I didn’t remember giving him my number, but at this point I couldn’t care less how he got my number. He told me how much he enjoyed our time together and was definitely looking forward to seeing me again Friday night. I responded telling him how much fun I had as well, and I was looking forward to seeing him again. I soon found my cock leaking like crazy as he told me how much he enjoyed being inside me, and the way my “boy pussy” just seemed to keep milking his cock for more jizz. Even though his graphic texts turned me on something awful, I told him I really needed to talk about being safe in the future. I felt relieved when he responded that was something we could talk about Friday. I had been afraid he would want to not see me again, but that seemed not to be the case. He told me his friends were excited to meet me this coming weekend. His last text of the night included a picture of his cock buried in my ass, with some of his loads leaking out, with the comment, “Something to dream about until we see one another again. I barely made it to our bathroom, before I blew my load all over myself. I wanted him to fuck me again in the worse way. The rest of the week seemed to drag along at a snail’s pace, until Friday afternoon and my classes were over for the week. I made sure to try and get ahead of my school work, so I wouldn’t have anything to do Sunday night. It didn’t help Michael sexted me every night. I was a quivering messy of teen hormones by the time I caught the bus to Michael’s apartment Friday evening. The second night we had texted, he made me promise not to fap for the rest of the week. He wanted me loaded with jizz, so he could empty me out completely by the end of the weekend. The thought of someone making me climax until I couldn’t shoot anymore strangely turned me on more than I wanted to admit. I honestly don’t think I’ve ever been as hard as I was when I climbed on the bus from Hopkins to downtown. I packed my toiletries, as well a couple changes of clothes, since I had no idea what he had planned for us to do over the weekend. I made sure I packed a box of condoms, just in case Michael didn’t have any on hand. I wanted to be prepared like the Eagle Scout I was. My heart was pounding, and there was a nice sized wet spot on my jeans, by the time I arrived at Michael’s apartment. I was seriously regretting following his instructions I free-ball. My tight jeans rubbed me in ways I wasn’t used to while wearing underwear. Every step made me harder and ooze even more precum. The outer door-grate was unlocked and opened easily when I pulled on it. I took a deep breathe before I hesitantly knocked on the door. I could hear voices and music playing, so I knocked a little bit harder a couple more times before I heard the door unlock and open. “Babe,” Michael smiled at me stepping aside to let me enter. I thought I’d blow my wad right there in the door way when I saw him. The only thing he had on was pair of black skin-tight jeans with the top button unbuttoned. His thick, hard cock bulged and strained against the zipper which seemed barely able to restrain his desire for me. “We’ve all been waiting for you to get here, so the fun can begin,” he told me, pulling me into a passionate kiss. His kiss threw me completely off kilter, everything I had planned to say to him went out of my mind. As we kissed, he began getting me out of my clothes, I almost felt as if I were in a porn flick, everything seemed to be happening so quickly. Once I was naked, Michael handed me the glass pipe we had smoked last time I was there. I started to say I didn’t want to get started that quick this time, but as soon as I opened my mouth the pipe was inserted. “Inhale babe, just keep inhaling like a good lil’ chem piggy,” he chuckled, as he continued moving his lighter back and forth as he started stroking my cock. God, what a surreal and amazing feelings he was created in me. Occasionally, he would take a hit himself, but soon I found it back in my mouth. I lost track of time as I stood in the doorway getting wasted and jerked off by him. My lust for Michael was equal to the previous time I had been at his place on Saturday night. I wanted his dick bad and he knew it. He pushed me down to my knees, before feeding me his beautiful, thick, uncut cock. I worshiped it, as he had taught me to the first time I sucked him. I swear I got even harder, when he grabbed a fistful of my hair and began to seriously face-fuck me like the slut he called me. I gagged somewhat, but soon was able to take his cock to his shaved groin. If being his slut got me his dick, I was more than willing to become one for him. I was in love with him and wanted to please him. I began to love it when he forced himself deep down my throat cutting off my air and holding it there until I was almost ready to pass out, Slobber and precum coated his cock when he finally withdrew it long enough to let me breath, before shoving it in deep. He could do anything he wanted, I was his to use, so long as he fucked me. I began to believe and accept his dirty talk about being his slut, bitch-boy. I was his whore/cumslut. I wanted, no correct that, NEEDED, to please him anyway I could so he would slide his magnificent fuck-stick inside my boy-cunt. Safe-sex was the furthest thing from my mind. I NEEDED to feel him deep inside me and flooding my insides with his cum. He pulled me off his throbbing, dripping cock, smiling down at me. “Oh yeah slut, we’re going to have a fun time this weekend,” he told me yanking me to my feet by my hair, before French kissing the hell out of me. “Come on bitch, time for some more fuck smoke and some fuck vitamins, then you can get back to work showing me how much you want my fuck stick and dirty loads up your cunt.” I didn’t even think to argue, I just followed him down to the living-room. All thoughts of safe-sex had vanished into thin air like the clouds of white smoke he began to feed me once I swallowed another smiley-face pill and a blue diamond-shaped pill. Once again, he encouraged me to drink more Gatorade. Once I had finished the Gatorade, he fed me even more of the amazing fuck-smoke, which made me even horny than I thought possible. I didn’t even wait to be asked, I finished the pipe off and dropped to my knees and returned to worshiping my new owner. If I had been sober, I would have taken serious offense to being referred to as his property, now rather than his boyfriend. If it meant I would soon be fucked by him, I was more than willing to be his bitch, slut. I had no intention of debated his claim of knocking me up, as being proof I was now his to do or to use however he wanted. My sole focus was bringing pleasure to him, so he would bring me pleasure. I moaned in pleasure, as he continued to forcefully use my mouth and throat. I enjoyed the feel of his hands on my ass, spreading my cheeks wide and slipping something small and hard in my hole. A moment later I felt a warm, burning feeling suddenly shot into my hole, before the hard, small cylinder slide from my hole. As time began to stand still, my hole began to hunger to be filled with his hard cock. I was about to try and pull off his cock to beg him to fuck me, when suddenly my hole stretched wider than it had ever been stretched before as an enormous cock-head punched through it’s opening, thrusting several massively, thick inches deep inside me. “Sorry Mikey, we just couldn’t wait any longer to join the party,” a deep, masculine voice said from behind me. “Is he as good as cock-sucker as he looks?” Another voice off to the side asked. “It looks like he knows how to deep through you, but can he do me? A third voice asked. “Well there is only one way to find out, you’ll just have to take him for a test spin. He’s yours for the weekend, but don’t break him please I still want to keep him for a while longer to expand his horizons,” I heard Michael chuckle as he pulled me off his cock and slide out from under me and off the couch. I gasped for breath as I felt the rest of my mysterious fucker’s raw dick sink all the way inside me as his bushy pubes settled against my ass cheeks. My head dropped all the way down on the sofa cushion as I moaned in pleasure at the mysterious cock now buried balls deep inside me. I was torn between feeling betrayed by my new boyfriend, and the incredible pleasure of the thick piece of fuck-meat now buried inside me. I didn’t even know what the guy even looked like, but I was beginning to not even care, because as he began rocking in and out of me slowly at first building momentum, I found myself moaning in pleasure. I didn’t want this amazing thick cock to stop. I my moans of pleasure soon matched both the speed and depth of his fucking. “Hey Mikey, I think he likes it,” chuckled the voice behind me, which prompted laughs from the others. I never had any doubt he would,” laughed Michael. “Have fun with him. I’ll be back later, I have a “date” with a hot lil’ Calvert Hall senior. I may bring him back to join the fun,” chuckled my “boyfriend”. “The kid loves raw cock and cum, I met him at Bush River,” he laughed. Michael grabbed a fistful of my hair, pulling my head up to face him. “You are going to take good care of my friends while I’m gone aren’t you cumdump?” He asked me with a look that told me I had better behave or else. “Yes…Sir,” I answered submissively, fearing what might happen if I dared to refuse. Besides, I was really beginning to enjoy the fuck I was getting for this mysterious man. “That’s a good lil’ bitch slut,” he smirked at me. “I’m just helping you become the lil’ faggot slut you’ve always dreamed of being,” he laughed, before leaning down to kiss the hell of me. “I’ll be back in a couple hours gents, enjoy,” he said before letting go of my hair and leaving the room. “Here blow some clouds boy,” commanded a deep voice holding the glass pipe to my mouth. I heard the click of the lighter and saw the flame begin to move along the bottom of the glass bubble. Each time I inhaled deeply, the cock fucking me paused, only to resume its relentless pounding of my ass. Once I finished off the white rock, I found myself presented with two cocks to service. One black and one caramel-colored, both were larger and thicker than I had seen before in my limited sexual explorations. Normally, I would have resisted, but instead I began to worship those beautiful cocks being presented to me. I was in heaven licking and sucking on them, while another cock continued to fuck me relentlessly. “Damn, this cunt is amazing,” grunted the voice behind me. “He’s a horny lil’ fucker,” he groaned, before slapping my ass hard, which in turned made me moan around one of the cocks stuffing my throat. “I think Mikey found a good one here, he’s a nasty lil’ pussy boy,” chuckled one of the voices busy feeding me cock. “Get…ready…to…swap,” panted my fucker. “SHIT! YES! FUCK!” Howled the man long dicking me like there was no tomorrow. “TAKE…MY…DIRTY…LOAD!” I pushed back against the unknown man fucking me as I felt his dick begin to swell and fill me with his jizz. I wanted his load in the worse way. “Damn! That was a good fuck, can’t wait until he’s really broken in properly,” chuckled the man as I felt his cock begin to withdraw from me. I tried to close my ass to keep his load inside, but I couldn’t. The next thing I knew another cock was sliding inside me, while I was presented with a cum-covered cock to clean. I didn’t hesitate in opening my mouth to clean and worship the cock that had just fucked me so wonderfully.

I was caught in park toilet sucking older men through a gloryhole by my uncle when I was young. I was then made to go to my uncle's farm to work for the summer.....as punishment. Remember that barn in explicit detail.

I had a great time at CU-Toronto this Friday. Just a few highlights: 1. A hot fuckbench fuck with a man who instantly turned and gave me fantastic ATM each time I pulled out of his ass—so of course I kept fucking/rimming him to pull out one more time... 2. A young Egyptian who I began sucking in a dark room. He took me to his room and skull fucked me until he blew a massive load in my open mouth. 3. A Black kid in a designer jock pulled me into a booth near the slurp ramp. He worked my throat with his thick, curved cock like he was all top. I turned him around and ate him out until he begged to be fucked. I bent him over right in the hallway and plowed his hole in front of the crowd. 4. A young lad took one look at my erection trying to be contained by my jock and led me by the hand to the fuckbench. I ate and fucked and shared his ass with another top. Then he flipped over and balanced on the bench so he could jerk a load out as I fucked him. I lapped up his jizz and reverse felched it into his ass—so he would be loaded with his own cum when he was ready for round two. 5. Fucked a younger guy in the sling—sharing him with a hairy young otter. I felt up the Otter as he was fucking the guy and felt load dripping from the Otter’s hole. I inserted and fucked him while he continued to fuck the pig in the sling. Both got loads…

My stepdad thought I was needing to start taking dick when I was 8, teaching me to suck his and then other friends of his (in Alaska) who were straight, family fishermen. I got really good at that and then on my 10th birthday, was fucked and my stepdad made sure that continued for a long time. My mom was gone, she left my stepdad and asked me to stay with him, given we were such good friends. They divorced and my stepdad ended up with the judgement thanks to my mom not contesting my staying with stepdad. I wanted that to happen that way. Stepdad and I were enjoying a daily sexual life that was very exciting to me as a kid, no pants or underwear allowed in the house, I sleep naked on my stomach, I suck dick in truck at all times when we're driving somewhere, I make myself available to stepdad's friends at all times...and a few other things, all of which were ok by me.. I enjoyed doing all of it with my stepdad. I don't think a big part of my life is because that happened when I was young, the only thing that carried across was probably being submissive more than not and automatically doing what another guy wants rather than my thoughts on the subject.. other than that, my libido and all is just fine for having gone thru that when I was young..

I still remember this scene like it was yesterday.. Going back at least 12 - 13 years.. Downtown Philly.. Famous adult theater.. Sleezy was an understatement back then. Really miss those days at times.. It was late, Thursday night I think.. I know I had a few drinks up in me and just discovered the joys of poppers.. I was by no means a virgin, having my boy cherry taken at the wee age of 11, but still new the adult underworld scene.. Ive been in this place before and had great sucks and fucks, but tonight would be a first.. Yes, I was drunk and horny.. It was pretty dark in there as usual. I walked around for a few.. Sucked a dick here and there, but, really wanted to get fucked real quick before jumping in the subway to head home.. There was two theater's. One large theater with a dark room in the back and the other was a smaller theater with hidden spots behind the screen and a dark, small bathroom in the back.. After watching a white guy get sucked off by two black guys, I could hold out no longer.. I walked into the big theater and noticed, towards the front, there was a nice looking black guy, third seat in, slowing jerking a nice dick.. There were about 4 guys standing close watching him and the movie on the screen. Being the young slut I was, and never scared to be watched, I walked on down and took the last seat to feel things out.. This guy had a nice, hard dick, pre cum was starting to leak out the top.. He gave me the sign and I leaned over and took the entire thing in my throat. His pre cum was nice and tasty.. While feasting on his dick, I didn't find it weird when his hands started to feel my ass.. I didn't think anything of it when his hand went down my pants and started to feel my hole.. I started to get a little nervous when I felt another pair on hands feeling over my ass, then pulling my pants down, but all that went out the window when I felt the tongue snaking up my tight hole.. Who ever was eating my hole was doing a great job, making me suck the dick in my mouth better and better.. Being a young cum slut, raw fucking was never an issue, even back then, so when I felt a raw dick being pushed into my hole, I just relaxed and let it happen. I figured, I'd take this fuck, eat this dudes nutt, bust my own nutt and bounce on out... And that was the plan.. Until.. The first guys came and and I noticed, the dude I was sucking was increasing his grip on my head/shoulder.. That's when I felt the 2nd dick slide into my cummy hole.. Like a jack rabbit, this dude pumped fast and hard.. Came in less than 3 minutes.. Pulled out and as I tried to lift myself, that's when 3 things happened.. An open bottle of poppers was shoved under my nose.. I felt another pair of hands holding me down.. A 3rd dick slammed up my went hole and this fucker was massive.. I cried out some, but on one really heard.. After I hit the poppers, another dick was slammed in my throat to hold the sounds so all one could hear was that sounded like me moaning.. I had to choice.. Spit roasted in an adult theater, pants just down around my ankles.. Didn't help, I was rock hard.. The new dick in my mouth came fast and hard and swallowed it all.. Didn't really have a choice as he nutted deep in my throat.. As Im swallowing his load, the new dick was slamming hard and fast up my ass, damn near breaking the seat I was leaned over.. Another dick is shoved in my throat and just cums... I swallow hard a fast. That sent the guy fucking me over the edge as he slammed in hard and shot a massive load up my tender hole. The original sucker moved my head over his still hard dick and makes me finish him off, as I felt another dick slam into my ass and just cum.. Then another, just slammed into my ass and just came.. When the third dick, (number 6 of the night) slide me and came, dude I was sucking shot a massive load right down my throat.. Damn near chocked on it, but got it all down.. At this times, I was finally let up as dude I was sucking was done and wanted to get up and leave.. I looked around and noticed, things were pretty empty down where I was.. As I attempt to stand and pull my my pants, I feel a hand on my ass.. This little latin guy whispered in my ear if he could suck my hole out.. I took him to a more private corner, bent forward and unloaded all the nutt up my hole in his mouth and he loved it.. He licked and sucked my hole nice and clean and I was kind enough to reward him with my load, right down his wanting mouth..

I could never stay hard in a condom, either fucking or when someone fucked me but the good boy in me just put up, then I hooked with a guy in a club...think I was 18 and he was 20 and we ended up back at his, once we got all he sucking and wanking over with it was time to fuck and there was no mention of rubber...he went in raw and it was like a whole new world opened up. By the morning I went home with 3 loads inside me. We dated for 3 months and then I spotted walking into a city centre cottage and upon investigation he was fucked a guy in a stall raw. But then I was young and thought that relationships where about fucking with one guy only so ended it but left with bareback desire alight. After that I would avoid rubbers if I could and by the time I hit 26 I was poz and I am now 36 and workout 5 times aweek and run triathlons so it hasn't stopped me in anyway; yes I have to take a pill a day...I have to do that for hayfever too, really not hard; I have to go to hospital every 6 months I get a full check up looking at everything from my weight to my blood pressure so if something is amiss there is time to fix it. I only look for guys into bb so don't have the rejection and I find these days 90% of guys in a dark room bb and if they want it safe I just move off; however I find a lot will take that bag off anyway and go in raw. If bb is your thing then becoming poz is something you have to deal with; so you can either moan or moan while taking a recharge off another hot poz guy and get on enjoying your one life!

I find that getting fucked standing is the best position for resolving this. I like getting fucked bent over with my feet apart and working the top's cock with the muscles of my hole. However, when my hole becomes really loose and I'm getting fucked by a top whose cock is not as thick as guys who have fucked me earlier, I'll switch to keeping my feet closer together and bending me knees more. I have a fairly deep crack and when my hole is really loose, I'll change from using the muscles of my hole to using the muscles of my asscheeks and flexing them more. I try to determine whether the top wants a loose fuck or a tighter fuck and I adjust myself to accommodate his cock.