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For those who have read my other stories here, you know that they have been real stories. This is my first attempt at a work of fiction. The only part about it which is true is the setup. THE SETUP: For some time now I have been chatting with a local guy on Grinder who is undetectable. For the most part, he has been reluctant to play, and when he is available, I am not. He recently changed his profile pic to one which was very dark, sitting by his bed in a black hoodie with his hand on his crotch. His profile said, "Its Sunday so come over and get on your knees for confession, amongst other things. Ill have you talking to God in no time." I immediately hit him up telling him that I liked the new pic and profile, and told him that I needed to confess something. He said that he couldn't today as family was visiting, even though his profile mentioned Sunday. We chatted a bit, and I asked him if he was looking for a Priest/Parishioner role play. He stated no, but he had dated a priest for a brief time, and it was pretty dark. He didn't care to discuss it any further, but my cock was rock hard, and oozing pre cum at just the thought of it. Although I knew it would make me late for work, I had to jack a load off. I already had my work shirt off, and was a good thing that I took it off, as I shot a load that hit my chin! To be continued.... If you like!

Part 4 My mind was trying to focus on what the hell was going on, but that 151 Rum had me too befuddled and the fantastic feeling at my ass and the tingle of my cock wouldn't let me focus. I was just really enjoying whatever was going on. It was nothing I had ever felt before. My hole seemed to be on fire with wanting more and more of that licking it was getting. Then that finger seemed to probe a little deeper than it had before and hit something inside me that caused me to raise my ass up higher with a jolt of pleasure. It felt like his whole finger was deep in my ass and tongue was still probing and licking all around it. I was almost ready to bounce. Wow, what a feeling it was causing. Then the finger seemed to rotate, around and around my hole and every time it came around it would hit that one spot and I would moan and jump with pleasure. Then it felt like his finger got bigger, but I kind of thought wait, no, it seemed like he now had two fingers in me and wiggling them around almost like a drum beat on that spot in there, I was definitely bouncing now and actually thrusting my ass onto them even. Whoever this was sure knew how to make a guy feel pleasure. His fingers and tongue were driving me wild and then I was thinking maybe there were more than two fingers in me. I tried to focus more but the booze still had me dizzy, so I just tried to relax and enjoy as I was sure I was getting close to cumming again. It was fantastic and I wanted it, needed it. Then, all at once, as if the person knew it, another hand reached up and took ahold of my cock and squeezed the base of it hard, stopping the sensation of cumming. I groaned, but then his hand let go and the sensations started over again, driving me almost crazy with pleasure. I still had no idea who was down there in the dark, but at this point the need was too great to care. My ass and my cock were both feeling so good, all I wanted was to get off and cum hard. My hole seemed to be stretched more than I thought possible and it felt like there must be more than just two fingers in there, but who cared, it was fantastic and that tongue all around the edges of them and even probing between them at times was formidable. I could not even hold still and was moaning like crazy from it. Then the fingers started going in and out also which was another whole different sensation, getting faster and faster and harder. Sometimes on those in and out thrusts, there was a little pain, very small though, as a fingernail or two would scrape some, but the heavenly feeling overroad that completely. Then I felt the tongue move away from my hole and started to lick its way up across to my balls. The fingers were still digging into my ass but the sensations were growing more intense as I felt the tongue stop and then a mouth took each of my balls in, one at a time, an sucked them slowly and gently, then moved up to the base of my cock and then the tongue came back to tickle lick its way up my shaft and the around the head and then my whole cock was swallowed to the base in one gulp. I felt myself getting ready to cum again, and again, it was anticipated and my cock was released from the mouth and a hand grabbed the base squeezing me hard to stop it. I almost screamed in the need for the release being denied. It was almost agonizing. Then that mouth engulfed me again with a slow up and down bj of pure ecstasy. I was almost continually groaning now from the intensity of the marvelous feelings. I was writhing on the bed and alternating driving my cock into that wonderful mouth and grinding my ass on those fingers in my hole. The fingers were really moving in and out of my hole faster and harder and hitting that special spot inside me and every time they hit it I moaned more. Even the feeing of the fingernails dragging on the outstroke seemed to increase the need to feel more and more and the slight discomfort only made the instroke that much more fantastic. Then I became aware that the person had stopped sucking my cock and lips were gently kissing their way up my stomach and a hand was pushing my t-shirt up as the kisses rose up my body. I quickly let loose of my shorts I was still holding and reaching down grabbed my shirt and raising my body slightly pulled it off over my head and tossed it with my shorts. I became aware slightly that whoever was moving up me seemed to be bare skin against mine too. Then those marvelous lips moved to one of my nipples and the mouth closed on it and sucked it and even nipped it a little with teeth. I groaned even louder. It was as if my nipple was directly wired to my ass and cock and I involuntarily arched my back trying to feed more of my breast. Then the mouth let go and went across my chest to my other nipple and again the same relentless feelings erupted in me. My nipples were tingling, my ass was on fire and my cock felt like an iron bar and I was trembling from head to toe. I never wanted this to end it was so great. The before I knew it the lips were climbing higher up me to my neck, nuzzling and nipping and sucking from one side of it to the other., Then, all at once the fingers dragged out of my hole, causing me to groan again at the empty feeling now there. I couldn't help myself as I moaned, NO, and tried to push my ass lower to feel them again. As I did this I felt something odd touch my hole now. It felt much bigger than the fingers had. This went through my mind as I was telling them to please put them back in, when the new object touched my hole just as I was wrapping my arms around the person and both of the arms grabbed my legs raising them higher as the object poked into my hole a bit. My eyes went wide open then as I finally realize that this person, who had given me more pleasure than I could remember, was another guy. I froze in place, which was my complete undoing then, as HIS cock, I now realized, penetrated my hole and drove deep into me. Being much larger than his fingers it hurt some but when he hit that spot inside me, again involuntarily, I thrust my ass up higher which drove his cock as deep as it could get into my very depths. As his cock bottomed out in me and before I could say anything, his mouth all at once closed on my wide open mouth and his tongue drove almost into my throat. I was so shocked I couldn't move or with his mouth on mine say anything. Then before I could recover his cock started its back stroke rubbing against my hot spot and then back in again. I found myself raising my ass up without knowing how, meeting his inthrust and slapping our bare skin together hard. He then started to fuck me in a rush. The fantastic feelings hit me like a ton of bricks and I found myself moaning with the pleasure and driving my ass back at him on every in stroke of his cock. I could not seem to stop. I wanted this release that was building in me. My cock was throbbing like never before. We drove at each other in a frenzy of lust. Time seemed to almost stand still. Over and over he drove his cock into me as if to push it clear through me and into the bed. Harder and faster and more and more. For a good 15 or 20 minutes we ravished each other. Then he leaned back and broke off the kiss and looking me directly in the eyes for the first time, said, "OMG, I am going to cum. I am going to fill your ass with my seed and you will be changed forever as my toxic cum swims inside you. Take my HIV cum and love it." I was cumming myself so what he said didn't register and being still quite drunk it took a while anyway. I just thrust my own ass hard onto his cock and could feel his throbbing and my own cock was throbbing between us. Then, without warning, the whole room lit up, as someone had come in the door and switched the light on.

Clay sipped his half pint of lager as he stood on the mezzanine level overlooking the ground floor of the newly refurbished bar. He still didn't like what they had done to the place as it was now all modern and sleek and totally out of character to how it use to be when it was just a sleazy pub on the corner of a street in Earls Court. At 22 Clay was not the type of young lad who could stop traffic, he was okay looking and definitely not a kick out of bed person. He stood at average height of 5 feet 7 inches with a medium build that muscular but not defined, he certainly looked as though he could rugby tackle you to the ground. In fact Clay was just your stereotypical young gay lad who was pretty normal, from the looker on aspect you would never know he was gay. He looked around again at his surroundings with sadness at what they had done to the place. His housemate and he would come to the pub a couple of times a week to enjoy a drink and people watch as it was one of London's notorious locations. Clay never picked up guys from here as they were mostly older clientele, well when your only 22 years old anything over 30 seemed older to those who had not experienced what came with age. He smiled to himself watching guys who were so obviously giving the eye to other guys as they would casually walk by, hopping they could pick a trick up for the night. Clay jumped as Kit tapped him on the shoulder "Your going to fall if you lean any further out". "Kit don't make me jump like that. Just watching the men trying to pick up guys" he replied. Kit leaned over and laughed "Yeah funny you can see everything now, here got you another drink". Clay took the glass and downed his nearly empty glass in his other hand "Thanks". Clay and Kit had become friends over the last couple of months after they met purely by accident on an internet chat room, it turned out that Kit only lived just under a mile away from Clay. It was only the third time they had actually met and it was purely on a social basis that they would hop on a bus over to Earls Court for drink then home again. Kit sported a zero crop and at 32 he was ten years older than Clay, he stood 5 feet 8 inches with a trim build and pretty attractive to the type of men he liked to play with. Kit was diagnosed with hiv several months ago and from the outset had been pretty open with Clay about it and how he thought it happened, he would often regal how the one night with the man who fucked him like a rag doll over and over for several hours, depositing countless loads in his ravaged arse. Kit would often laugh about how hot the sex was with this man, who would often brag that during his escorting he had fucked over 1000 men bareback and never failed to deliver at least 3 loads to each of them. But Kit was mindful never to reveal to much about him, Clay didn't ask nor was he interested as he liked his casual pub buddy friendship with Kit. For Clay sex was safe and controlled with no wild abandonment, he had only been sexually active for 3 years, he thought sex with men was just about bending over and getting fucked, a kiss on the cheek and then they would depart. There had been a few evenings where Clay had imagined himself laying in bed getting fucked senseless like Kit often described as he masturbated at the same time. Clay's attention was drawn to the older man walking up the spiral staircase to mezzanine level where they stood, inwardly he chuckled to himself at the 70's moustache that adorned his upper lip, the leather jacket, white t-shirt and chaps over his denim jeans. Clays eyes were focused on him as there was something about him, was it an air of dignity and self confidence that he exuded. He looked a little out of place and was making a bee line in their direction, Clay could make out that he was skinny, probably too skinny but he fitted his clothes well. He was not unattractive and at six foot he towered over them both and Clay guessed he must have been at least 50 years old, but then again he was not the best at determining peoples age. Kit noticed that Clay was looking to his left and stood up straight at the sight of the strange man approaching. "Hello Jurgen, don't often see you in this neck of the woods" Kit said and smiled almost licking his lips. Jurgen nodded "Hello Kitty, I come to see what they had done to this place" he replied in a heavy German accent. "Am I interrupting you Kitty?" Jurgen asked looking at Clay. Kit looked at Clay "No Jurgen this is Clay, he lives near me in Battersea". Jurgen held out his hand "Hello Clay nice to meet you". Clay took his hand which was stronger than his build lead you to believe "Hi Jurgen nice to meet you to". "Can I get you both a drink?" Jurgen asked. Kit nodded asking for a pint of lager whilst Clay replied he was okay for the moment. Jurgen turned and went down the stairs, Clay watched him carefully unsure what to make of him when he realised Jurgen caught his gaze and smiled back at him causing Clay to feel uneasy but noticed. Clay watched as Jurgen made his way to the bar, the bartender put the pint of lager on the counter and Clay turned to talk to Kit. Jurgen slipped a tiny tablet in to the drink, he stood at the bar waiting for a few minutes to let it dissolve before making his way back to where they stood. The bar was getting busy considering it was still only 7pm, Kit had become like a little child with a spring in his step, something Clay thought was to do with Jurgen. He wondered if Jurgen was the man who Kit often referred to, he mused for a few moments until Jurgen arrived and handed the drink to Kit. Jurgen smiled at Clay as Kit was drinking his third pint, Clay had never seen him drink like this before, he was only halfway through the pint when he started to slur his words. Clay chatted away with Jurgen and was much more at ease, he kept one eye on Kit who was now besotted and holding Jurgen's arm. Clay found Jurgen to be highly intellectual and engaging to a point of being mesmerising. Kit went to in to kiss Jurgen but he slipped to the side and hugged him instead. "Are you alright Kit?" Clay asked as Kit started to fumble around. Kit had a slightly glazed look "I think I have drunk to much". Clay shook his head "Come on lets get you home". Jurgen held kit up "I have a car around the corner I will drive you both home" he said looking at Clay. "Oh, are you sure Jurgen?" Clay replied grabbing Kit's other arm. "Yes of course" Jurgen replied smiling at Clay "It's on my way to Brixton and I can drop you off as well". They laid Kit on the back seat who was mumbling and not making and sense, Clay climbed in the passenger seat next to Jurgen and they headed over the Thames to Battersea. Clay kept checking on Kit as he was now slightly concerned by his dramatic fall from grace whilst he and Jurgen made small talk. Clay unlocked the front door and then helped Jurgen carry Kit to his bedroom and lay him on the bed. Clay placed Kit's keys on the bedside table with his phone and followed Jurgen back to the car and resumed his seat next to him. "Do you think he will be alright?" Clay looked at Jurgen who was entering the postcode in the Sat Nav for Clay's house. Jurgen smiled whilst watching the road "I'm sure he is drunk, he will be fine in a few hours". "I guess so. So how do you know Kit?" Clay asked out of interest. Jurgen smiled "Off the internet, we met one night and I changed his life forever and how he looks at sex". Clay giggled "Are you that good then?", Jurgen glanced and smirked. "Kitty had a full night of me fucking him relentless, but if I am any good only you could tell" he responded. Clay frowned a little "I think not" pondering what Jurgen said "How did you change his look on sex?". Jurgen smiled "I set him free of his inhibitions by giving him my gift". The naive Clay shook his head "Your gift, what is that?". Jurgen chuckled and patted Clay's knee "My gift is only given to those who seek or throw caution to the wind". Clay looked out of the window "I don't get it, your not making any sense to me". Jurgen glanced at him "I have given my gift and converted many a man, but none as young as you". "Many men?" Clay replied. Jurgen smirked "Many men pay hundreds of pounds to enjoy sex with me". Clay's mouth fell open "Are you an escort then?" "Yes, I am quite a well known international escort and master of a stable" he said casually. Clay looked at him "Sorry, master of a stable?". Jurgen laughed "I have slaves for sex some pay and those devoted don't pay". Clay shook his head "I am not really up on all the stranger things in sex". Jurgen glanced over at Clay "You have a boyfriend?". "No, not yet, I do want to find one but most of them fuck and then leave" he replied lowering his head. The car pulled up outside the house "Thank you for the lift home Jurgen" Clay said as he opened the car door. "Are you not going to invite me in for coffee, it is still only 8pm?" Jurgen asked looking at Clay. "Oh err" he paused unsure if this was wise but in a slip of the moment "Okay" he said "But just coffee". Jurgen sat at the kitchen table whilst Clay put on some coffee to brew, they talked about Jurgen's travels and the places he had seen. Clay stood by the coffee machine and looked at Jurgen. "Why do you call Kit Kitty?" Clay asked not knowing what to expect for an answer. Jurgen laughed "He is my pussy when I need to release some tension and breed him". Clay looked on curiously "Breed him, doesn't that mean without a condom?". "Yes, condoms are no good when you want to have real sex, you need to feel everything" Jurgen replied as he stood up. Clay laughed but didn't then without thinking he spoke "So did you give Kit HIV?". Jurgen smirked at Clay "Oh yes the night I fucked him relentlessly for hours". Clay watched as Jurgen took off his leather jacket and saw the veiny arms, he was skinny but he was also packing a defined toned body and sporting tattoos on his upper arm that he couldn't quite make out. Clay felt embarrassed as he realised his cock was hardening and this didn't go unnoticed by Jurgen. "You are very naive about a lot of things aren't you?" Jurgen asked catching Clay off guard. Clay looked as Jurgen stroked his moustache "Well I suppose I am, but I am in no hurry to explore". Jurgen smiled "So have you ever made love with another man?". Clay looked curiously at him "I have kissed and fucked with a few men". Jurgen shook his head "No, have you ever made love, proper love with several hours of intimacy together?". "Well no, I thought it was just fuck, kiss and goodbye" Clay replied retrieving the cups from the cupboard. Jurgen shook his head again "When you make love you will know, you get lost in each other". "Lost in each other?" Clay replied and noticed that Jurgen was walking towards him. "You become very intimate and erotic whilst enjoying such an amazing experience" he replied touching Clay's arm. Clay caught his breath "Do you have milk and sugar in your coffee?". Jurgen put his arm around Clay "No milk and no sugar, I like it hot and strong". Clay stopped what he was doing in case he spilt the coffee, the arm around his chest stroked him lightly through the flimsy shirt whilst his cock stiffened in to full erection from the sensation he was feeling. Jurgen was slowly but carefully teasing and seducing Clay without him realising. Everyone Jurgen had sex with was around his age or slightly younger and he knew he wanted to taste this virile young lad and let him host his strain of the virus. Clay laughed "I would have to find someone and see for myself" bringing the subject back on course. Jurgen kissed his neck "If you was older I would help and teach you how to become a great lover". Clay smiled as a desire to have Jurgen make love to him took over "So am I to young to teach?". Jurgen turned Clay around to face him "No, but then I am probably to old for you, what are you 20?". Clay laughed "No I am 22, so how do I know you are as good as you say you are?". Jurgen laughed "Get older and maybe I will make love to you all night". "I don't have that many condoms" Clay chuckled. Jurgen smiled "You don't need condoms when making love Clay, love making should be done naturally". Clay was nibbling at the bait "I see how that makes sense" he replied completely ignoring the risk associated. Clay turned and poured the coffee handing the cup to Jurgen who took it and sat back down at the table. Conversation returned to general chit chat but Clay didn't think for one minute that he was hooked dangling like a fish. He carried the empty cups over to the kitchen sink, Jurgen stood and Clay heard him say that maybe they would meet again and have a drink sometime, as much as he was now craving the idea and experience of being made love to the risk was just to great but something inside was overriding the risk. Clay wasn't sure if he should shake hands or give him a hug so he held out his hand which Jurgen looked at for a moment. He approached Clay and pulled him in to a hug. Clay could not contain his cock as it went rigid at this man's touch, he could feel the bristle of the moustache against his neck as Jurgen kissed him tenderly and worked his way around Clay's chin. Jurgen held Clay in his arms, his face only inches away from Jurgen's, he could tell he was talking but he didn't hear a word. Clay was totally captivated by him and was secretly urging Jurgen to kiss him with abandonment. Clay inched his face closer, Jurgen looked Clay deep in the eyes and moved his mouth towards Clay's. It was a quick kiss on the lips that flashed through Clay's body like electricity, every nerve ending was heightened and the tingling ran had to toe, before he had time to think his mouth was open and Jurgen closed in quickly. He snapped his eyes open wide as his mouth was invaded by Jurgen's tongue, he tried to push and protest instinctively but before long his hand rested on Jurgen's shoulders as they kissed quietly. They kissed passionately for 5 minutes before Jurgen released his lips from Clay's, he said nothing but looked Clay in the eye keeping him close in a tight lovers embrace. "Can you, ahhm, will you, oh, do you" Clay couldn't get his words out. Jurgen smiled "Do you want to make love with me Clay?" he asked before kissing him on the mouth again. Clay could not protect himself any more and looked pleadingly at him "Yes I do Jurgen". Jurgen kissed him again "Shall we go somewhere more comfortable?". Clay nodded and lead the way to the bedroom in silence holding hands as Jurgen closed the door. Clay felt Jurgens arms wrap around him from behind and he started kissing Clay's neck whilst he crotch rubbed up against his arse, Jurgen caressed Clay's body and began removing his clothes. Before long they both stood naked and Clay could see the words 'Obey and Serve' tattooed on his inside thigh, above his left buttock he sported a tattoo of a bull with horns. Clay felt the pressure on his shoulders as he was pushed down to his knees until he was face to face with Jurgen's eight inch thick cock that was drooling precum. He moved his head closer and placed his lips around the cock head and gently sucked getting a mouth full of toxic precum as he did so, he cupped the heavy set of balls hanging between Jurgen's legs. From a distance he heard the words 'they are fully loaded', Jurgen had not ejaculated for a week and had a nice quantity of virus laden seed to sow and Clay was going to get it all. Clay's head was a mix of emotions and doubt, he stopped sucking and stood up instantly in the arms of Jurgen. Any doubt he had was gone the minute Jurgen clamped his mouth on Clay's and they began kissing with more passion. In the bedroom only the bedside table spot light was on casting a variety of shadows on the wall, Jurgen and Clay were locked together kissing, Clay felt his body being pushed back towards the bed. He knelt on the bed and began to shuffle back as Jurgen kept moving forward. Their kiss never broke as he felt himself being lowered on to the bed, his head on the pillow and his mouth attached to Jurgen's. Clay felt Jurgen's left leg push his own one apart as he laid on top in between Clay's legs. A natural instinct caused him to lift his legs over Jurgen's and his arms wrapped around the shoulders of the man laying on top kissing him, he was drunk on lust and lost in a world of passion that he had never before experienced. He no longer saw an older man, just a passionate love maker as Jurgen kissed Clay deeper and deeper. Sometime had passed and now he could feel Jurgen's legs pushing at his own causing them to lift up. Slowly Jurgen pulled his knees up and locked them either side of Clay's arse, Jurgen groaned in pleasure, he now had Clay in the perfect position to be bred. Raising his hips he allowed his cock to trace down the crack of Clay's arse depositing a slimy trail of precum in its's wake, Clay moaned and arched his back at the sensation. Jurgen positioned the head of his cock tight against Clay's hole, he proceeded to slowly wriggle his hips coating the hole with precum, every wriggle he pushed a little harder until the head of his cock popped through in to Clay's arse. Clay gripped Jurgen's shoulder and cried at the sudden rush of pain coursing though his arse and back, Jurgen began to kiss Clay's neck holding his position perfectly still for a moment before he gently applied more pressure, again Clay's back arched and he yelped a little louder in pain as another two inches of his lover's cock penetrated in to his body. His hole was being stretched apart, this was by far the biggest cock he had ever tried to take. Jurgen continued wriggling his hips with slow and small undulations until Clay relaxed. Jurgen kissed him deeply and glided his cock home, several times he saw Clay's eyes close and wince with pain but he was not about to let this one get away. Clay felt the coarseness of pubes tickling his arse until they were rubbing up against his now extended hole. Jurgen broke the kiss and looked him the eye stroking the side of his head as he began small gentle but rhythmic undulations of his hips pushing his cock deep in to Clay's arse, he was moaning loudly and gasping every time Jurgen bottomed out in him. Clay had never felt anything so wonderful yet painful on some level, he was relaxing the more Jurgen kissed as caressed him. Jurgen pushed his hips down hard and Clay cried in pain from the deep penetration of Jurgen's cock, a tear welled up in the corner of one eye, Clay clasped his hands around the neck of Jurgen looking him in the eye 'oh my god that's amazing'. Jurgen loomed closer and tenderly kissed him on the mouth, steadily his hips kept up a deep rhythm that drove the pleasure he felt beyond this world, his hands caressing Jurgen's back and his toes curled at the intensity and passion of a real man making love to him. Jurgen was in no rush to breed this young lad, he controlled the desire to shoot several times, his cock was constantly balls deep. An hour passed like five minutes to Clay and Jurgen seemed to want to go on for ages, his arse was beginning to ache from the continuous fucking. He felt Jurgen tighten his arm around the back of his neck as the rhythm increased in pace and intensity, Jurgen making deep low groans, his balls were beginning to tighten and he knew it was time to take this boy on a new journey. Jurgen raised his head and looked Clay in the eye smiling, Clay was struggling to cope with the hardness and speed of the fucking, he looked worryingly up at Jurgen who leaned in and gave him a comforting kiss. Panic came over Clay as he tried to push Jurgen off but he was rewarded with more passionate kisses with Jurgen telling him how good a lover he was making. Clay looked up in to Jurgen's eyes he was a good lover he thought to himself and strangely he became quiet and allowed Jurgen to continue, he pulled Jurgens head next to his and clasped on to him for dear life, he could do nothing but squeeze the word 'yes' out of him. His eyes opened wide as he felt Jurgen ram his hips down locking his cock deeper inside he grunted loudly and his body shuddered. Jurgen felt the abrupt rush of his pent up toxic seed, racing through his cock like twin rivers, turning with an acidic twist and a burning desire to breed but not slowing down. He grabbed hold of Clay's back, instinctually afraid he might leave him at the most crucial point. He could sense his pleasure passing through him almost unnoticed by Clay as he fixed his entire concentration on getting the job done. Clay moaned and his back arched supported by Jurgen's hand, he felt the blurry warmth of the climax and his legs wrapped around Jurgen holding him close against his own body. His eyes caught the dark shadows casted on the wall, their bodies entwinned and the unmistakable rapid up and down movement of Jurgen's arse as he pumped his potent seed in to Clay. He gasped at the shadow realising what he had done, his head awash with regret at what he had just done, he saw the shadow of Jurgen's arse grinding against his own. Clay had no time to gather his thoughts as Jurgen's mouth was locked on to his in an instance as they kissed with a new passion for each other. Jurgen's cock stayed hard and deep inside Clay, his hips gently ground against the freshly bred boy hole nursing the seed deeper in to Clay. For several hours the scenario was repeated until Jurgen rolled on his side after shooting his fifth load, Clay's legs were wrapped around Jurgen's waist and his cock was still buried deep up to his balls inside Clay, they kissed until they both fell asleep. Clay stirred as the sunlight hit his face, Jurgen tightened his arms around Clay and kissed him as he rolled him on to his back, the first thrust caused Clay to cry through the silence in the room, he pushed hard against Jurgen 'stop it fucking hurts' Jurgen pushed Clay's arms over his head and held them there. He prised Clay's mouth open slipping his tongue in and kissing him deeply, he stopped and looked Clay in the eye 'I own you and your arse' with that he rammed in several hard thrusts causing Clay to whimper and cry out. Jurgen's gaze was focused on Clay's eyes, his face only inches away, Clay looked back deep in to the eyes as if he could see Jurgen's soul, before he realised it he had lifted his head to kiss Jurgen grimacing through the painful love making until he felt the familiar warmth of Jurgen's climax firing in to this arse. For the first time in eight hours Jurgen finally pulled his cock out, Clay rolled on his side as the pain was unbearable. Jurgen sat on the side of the bed and began to get dressed, the pain in Clay's arse burning like the fires of hell. "I will let myself out" he said looking at Clay "By the way what we did last night was amazing". Clay didn't really know what to say "What do I do now?" Jurgen looked at him and smiled "Look forward to the next time, you are now my number one". "What do you mean?" Clay asked him. Jurgen smiled "I told you, I own your arse, your at my beck and call now". Clay laid there on the bed looking up at the ceiling, Jurgen leaned over and kissed him before telling him that he will come over next Friday to make love to him again. Clay just nodded and watched as he left, he fell asleep on his back and all he could see in his dreams was the shadow against the wall and the image of the arse pumping up and down that was breeding him. When he did wake later that afternoon the white sheet under his arse was stained red from the thick wads of cum that had seeped out and pooled there, Clay laid back on the bed and stroked his cock gently, he could only see Jurgen's face and the feeling of his cock inside him, his back arched up as he shot his seed over his chest and up along his face. His own seed causing more mess that Jurgen's, as he fingered his arse he looked at it coated with a pink thick strand, his seed stuck like glue to Clay's insides working it's magic, it would take the rest of the day until it stopped seeping out. His phone started ringing, he picked it up and glanced at the screen to see Kit was calling him, he muted it and set it down on the bedside table and fell asleep.

Not 'The Trainee' but a new story called 'In The Dark' has been finished by me.

Need I say more??

One of the best chemsex stories I've read. More please!

Was having drinks with a couple of friends last night, invited a young top over to breed a virgin top buddy .After several hours of him getting fucked aand finally bred. He turned his sights on me . Pounded my hole for thirty minutes before seeding me, i sucked off the other top.

PART 2: 5’9 190 BBC 7.5 With asianboi cum in my cunt, of course I needed more! There was a commotion at three set of booths, someone was in the left booth and middle booth, every troll was trying to peak in the left booth but someone placed the chair over the hole. There must be someone hot in the left booth because the in and outs of the right was frantic like a swarm of flies on raw meat. I went into the right booth and sure enough the hole blocked as well as paper placed over to ensure some semblance of privacy. Finally the middle guy left and I quickly step in before the other trolls could. I saw an unattractive heavy set black guy playing with his slick black cock, must have been 7 1/2 inches. Damn! I tap the hole with my middle finger ? in and upward motion, hoping that he gets the signal. Sure enough, this wet black cock comes through, balls to the wall and sticking up in an angry curve. The BB test: I notice it had already had spit on it but decided to dribble more onto his raw cock. I did a bb text on his cock. What’s a bb text you may ask? Well I blow on the cock to see if it stretches. ?. Then I cup the base and do nothing for 5 seconds. I then press the head of the cock against the check of my face. Giving the sensation of skin to skin feel. Testing if he moves away or not. If he doesn’t, then he’s going to fuck raw, if they freak then they usually pull away. (Also it helps to determine if it’s hard enough for penetration) He doesn’t move. In fact he rearrange his hard black cock into the hole. He wants he entire raw cock in me. I spin around and impail Myself on his raw sloppy cock with spit from other guys glistening on it. No lube it slips in and I can feel asianboi cum mix in and he’s using my pussy like a mad man. I think he was finally ready to cum after numerous guys were blowing him. He’s fucking my hole but not all of it is in me. He sticks his fingers into the hole. Fuck the glory holes aren’t big enough really but he is able to pull my cunt lips through the GH to get more of his BBC in me. Litterly arranges my hole through the glory hole so more of his dick can get in. Fuck he’s really using my hole as a cunt and is relentless. I’m in fuck heaven and puffing poppers to loosen my hole. I’m moaning and the walls are rattling in that familiar sound of fucking. All the trolls are taking turns looking through the other hole and one brave soul had pushed the chair away but I couldn’t move and place it back. I was shamelessly empailed and being fuck like a bitch in heat and didn’t care. All saw me ass up against the hole being fucked. One guy edge me on through the hole. Others were knocking on my door trying to get in. I ignored them knowing they just wanted to watch. The BBC kept at it and sped up and I knew he was close. When it came he grunted loud and everyone knew he was emptying his balls into my sloppy used hole. He kept it there for a bit, making sure every drop got in and I squeezed it to milk each drop. His dick plop out and he cleaned his sloppy cock before I could offer my mouth. I felt my sloppy hole and was in anguish.. why isn’t it enough and I need more??! But pickings were sad after that and I decided to leave.

Part 5 I was cumming so hard that at first the ight coming on didn't register. Then someone was saying, "Hey, wow, you're actually breeding the straight guy!?" The guy who had just fucked me, didn't answer, he just smiled as he got up. I was still too stunned and drunk to speak. Just still laying there trying to figure out what the hell had just happened. There were two guys that had come in the door and I realized that they had been the two in the living room making out, before. They were both naked with hard cocks in hand and definitely large ones, at that. As the guy who had just fucked me got off of the bed, they both walked up to the bed and were staring at my hole as I had not lowered my legs. One of them said, "Wow, not only did you breed him but you did it bareback as well and there is cum leaking out of his hole." I was still trying to comprehend what had happened and didn't register that much. Then one of the newcomers, leaned over the bed at my ass and then his head dove in and his tongue licked my tender hole. I found myself moaning involuntarily and then his tongue entered my hole and I gasped. Without my control my legs just opened wider up as he rimmed me good, licking up the leaking cum and then driving his tongue into me to get more. Then he quickly climbed on the bed and the next thing I knew, he was on top of me and his big cock was driving into me. I tried to say no, but his mouth covered mine and his tongue drove deep into my mouth stifling my protest. Then he leaned back a little and told me, "I can't help it. Your hole is so hot and tight, I had to do this." Then he commenced to fuck me hard and fast. Almost immediately, I found myself thrusting my ass at him to get more an the intense feelings pleasure overwhelmed me. again. We drove our entire bodies at each other in a frenzy of lust. I just found myself carried away by the feelings and closed my eyes and enjoyed the moment. He pounded my hole crazily and for a good 5 minutes, before I felt a change and his cock seemed to grow and get harder and his thrusts became erratic. Then he almost yelled, "Here it comes. I am going to fill your hole so full of cum. Get ready to take my poz load deep." With that he drove into me as deep and hard as he could and I felt his cock throbbing. He ground his cock around and around in me as he was cumming and then as his cock finally softened he slipped out of me. He quickly got up smiling and said something about, I hope that takes hold good in you, whatever that meant. The other guy almost pushed him out of the way as he climbed between my legs and wham his cock was driven deep into me before I could say anything. He was immediately pounding away. I was totally lost to lust. I couldn't protest, just went with it and continued to thrust my ass hard as he thrust into me. We were both in a huge rush. I could feel my cock growing and tingling again. He reamed my hole with almost a vengeance. We drove at each other, over and over and over. All too soon, although it was another good 15 or so minutes, I felt his cock get harder and then my own cock also, Then with a last deep crashing thrust, I felt his cock start to throb as he was cumming in me and my own cock blew another huge load almost at the same time. We ground at each other, both of us moaning and groaning in passion. Then it was over and as his soft cock plopped out of my hole he was saying, "Man, that was intense. I love pozzing a hole and now a formerly straight one at that was really wild." I still did not understand what he meant, but didn't care at the time. I was spent and satisfied completely and could hardly move. I just laid thiere for a while with my legs still in the air and spread savoring the feelings.

So this is just the foreplay. Would love some feedback as there are so many directions to go after this. Thanks for reading. -sewerffag@gmail.com I’ll just get right down to it, cuz that’s what we’re here for right? So my meth dealer is fucking sexy/sleazy/I’d fuck him when I’m sober/I drool over him when high and is the kinda confident macho bro that knows it. I’d guess he’s right around 40 but his demeanor and look is younger, as if he’s not maturing past his early 30s. He works out plenty, and while he's definitely always high, he handles his drug well, so well that he’s made it apart if his swagger, upping his sex appeal (course this aspect probably only appeals to meth users). Now, he’'s definitely straight because he always has hungry, territorial bitches hangin on him when I come to pick up, but like most straight guys who know they're hot, hung, and have an inflated ego (false or otherwise) he teases the fags shamelessly. Whores for attention, and I’m a sucker for an attention whore. One Friday afternoon when I am over to pick up, I know he’s horny and in a mood because he is shirtless and wearing these navy blue Gym shorts (why is it always gym shorts?) that he sags, showing off some nice furry crack and about an inch of what looks like dingy CK boxer briefs. I’ve seen these shorts numerous times but it dawns on me just now that if he didn’t sag them so much they’d only fall to about mid thigh, peculiarly short for such a bro. In any case his huge cock flops visibly around in them when he saunters towards me, his muscled ass stretching the worn navy nylon in the back, and a few holes show flesh or underwear beneath. Without fail he always manages to bend over or squat at least once each visit in locations that are blatant appeals to my obvious faggot desires. Sure, he knows that I know that he knows I’d get on my knees and beg for it if he allowed me the opportunity, but what he doesn’t know are the all the diverse and extreme ways I would beg to service him. It is this knowledge, this indecorous depravity, that allows me to barely maintain my confidence around him. I was sure that if given the chance and motivation I could blow his mind by getting him to blow his load in 3 minutes or less, and change his life forever. The fucker sure gives me a run for my money though...those first few clouds he offers me, knowing I haven't smoked in a while so he can watch me go from composed business-casual gay to sweaty, needy, chemwhore in 60 seconds flat. I just can't help it. That bitch Tina immediately hijacks my brain, silencing any self control, dignity or hesitations and ignites a pathetic hunger, an inexhaustible need… My eyes (and my kunt) dilate, my cock twitches, and I salivate from both holes and my cock all at once. Unconsciously I rub my inner thigh and readjust my cum swollen balls and swelling cock. I know that I'm staring at him, at his muscles as he flexes his arms ripping the bong, the size of his hands, and then my eyes following the massive cloud he blows purposely down onto his crotch. The perfectly timed twitch of his cock through the swirling smoke, a trap I realize immediately when he snickers and my eyes snap to his leering back at me. Without breaking eye contact he leans forward, let’s spreading wider (those fucking gym shorts!) and passes me the bong. “Here ya go man, best shit I’ve had in a while. Been making me wicked horny all day. Take a couple good rips off that while I weigh you out.” I don’t even hesitate or don’t break eye contact till he smiles and looks away to go about our transaction. Torch clicks, crystal melts, chamber fills and I suck that bong like the glass cock it is. He watches me exhale a thick cloud even bigger than his and whistles. I’m already power lunging my 3rd rip when he leans back into his chair, folding his beefy arms behind his buzzed sandy blonde head and exposing those ripe pits. He slouches more, legs spreading further and crotch pushing forward even more and resumes his leering as I exhale... even more slowly this time, letting the smoke ooze from my mouth while meeting his domineering gaze. At this point I don't really care that he's smirking down at me, in fact it does exactly what it’s meant to: makes me want him, to submit to him more, helplessly falling deeper into his well practiced thrall. Now, as an unwavering, no reciprocation necessary, worshiper-of-cock kind of cocksucker, I have no problem dropping to my knees and servicing any man who knows how to put my grateful holes to good use but in my experience (or my assumptions) not many straight men really know about us faggots and/or just aren't interested. This guy though? I’d bet my left nut he knows exactly what to do with me. I pass the bong back to him and it’s then I realize there’s no one else in the house for once...just him and those fucking gym shorts with that big old dick print and some ripe fucking pits. Usually, I come in, give him cash, smoke a few hits and then leave, but this time he has invited me in, sat me on his couch across from him and is casually getting me twisted bong high. “So Cassandra thinks you’re a faggot” he states. “She says you’re kind occasionally come into her club cuz they’re still closeted and trying to play it straight in front of their bro friends. ‘They’re always so awkward and never want a lap dance but they always tip real well,’ she says. You ever had that experience?” He more insinuates than asks. “No actually, I embraced my faggotry at a young age so I never had to ‘fake it.’ More often I am the person those bros call when they leave the club. All horned up, buzzed, and looking to use some hungry hole or be serviced with out the emotional shit their women make them go through,” Hell if he thought he would catch me off guard and shame me into…whatever he had in mind, he thought wrong. This response shocked him for a moment as he coughed and sputtered out his cloud, looked at me dead on checking to make sure I wasn’t bullshitting him, and then smiled. “So after Cassandra told me this, I did a little research. Fuckin Tumblr opened my eyes real wide. I’ll admit I had no idea you guys really existed…and what really got me going is that you exist to worship, service, whatever the fuck I want. The moment you walked in today I knew Cassie was right and that you will gratefully do whatever I tell you.” The fact that this last part was a statement and not a question made me whimper under my breath. He passed me back the bong and said, “Finish that faggot. I can tell you’re about to loose your shit just being in my presence and for what I have in mind, I want you all ready to go. Then you can show me if you faggots are worth a real man’s time. “

Might be shooting some amateur porn with my poz buddy. Already mapping out ideas in my head.

No interest in skinny bitches. This is the epitome of hot.

i LOVE to rim. I don't like dirty hole. the cleaner and more well kept the hole, the longer and deeper I'll put my tongue.. im a total ass kisser, love making out with a hole, definitely rim strangers. I could spend hours sucking ass. under a rim chair, on my knees in front of an ass in a sling, my favorite though is on my hands and knees in front of a guy with his legs spread watching porn and snorting poppers. im in south Florida and always looking for some more ass to to kiss. I get off not letting people know my name and instead being called "ass kisser", "cum whore", or even "just a hole to get off in". OINK

I forgot to mention, the best type of ass to rim is one that has been recently bred. I had a guy come over with 6 loads in his ass and I licked and sucked them out. At first, there was only a little bit coming out but then I hit a spot that made it all gush out all over my face. Fucking awesome.

Lately, I can't do it enough. I don't even call it rimming anymore. It's "Tongue Fucking". I'll try to open his hole as much as possible then shove my tongue in as deep as I can.

Part 6 Somewhere in time, my legs finally came down and I was out like a light, again. Sometime later I woke up with my legs in the air again and on someone's shoulders and another cock deep in my hole. What the hell? I was starting to come down from the drunk and was now more aware, but what the hell was going on. This guy was plowing the hell out of my ass and my cock was hard as a steel bar from it. I found myself thrusting hard against him, trying to get more and more of that cock in me. In short order, I felt him grow a little more and then felt his cock throbbing in me as he was cumming in my ass. I was a little disappointed as I was hard and had a nice tingle in my cock that needed to be done. He got up and was soon gone. Another guy had laid down beside me though and one of his hands took ahold of my cock and stroked it as his other one turned my head towards him and he planted a kiss on my lips, prying his tongue into my mouth. I was too horny to object as I wanted my release. Then his hand let go of my cock, making me groan in frustration, and then his fingers were entering my hole. In almost no time at all, I could tell he had more than one in me. It actually felt like he had all 4 in me. He began to drive them in and out of me hard, dragging his fingernails on the way out. The scratching hurt but the pleasure made me forget it. Then he began to raise up over me, spreading my legs as he got between them. Then I felt something hit my balls as he pulled his fingers out of me one last time. I gasped as I realized it was his cock and it felt huge. He lined the head of it up with my hole and I felt it all around my hole and thought, I better stop him as there was no way that monster could fit in me. Before I could say anything, his mouth was back on mine and then I felt my hole stretching impossibly. He kept kissing me and pushing and then with an audible pop, the head of his cock entered me. I almost came unglued with the pain of that. He held still for a few seconds is all, and the slowly he pushed more and more of that gigantic cock into me. I could only gasp. It took a while but then I felt his balls finally hit my ass and as they did he broke off the kiss and told me, "Nice hole you have to be able to take all of my 12" cock in there. I can't wait to dump my nice toxic load deep in you and make you one of us." I had no idea what he was talking about but didn't get to ask as he started to fuck me and fast and hard immediately. I gasped at the pain and pleasure combination. He kept going and going and going. Soon, the pain started to fade and the sheer size of him made the pressure on my hot spot in there was constant. I started to cum within the first couple of minutes, but the pressure kept my cock hard and tingling continually. He pounded my hole harder and faster than any of the others, on and on and on. I was beginning to think he would never cum. I felt my own cock erupt twice more before his movements started to get a little more jerky and his cock somehow grew more yet. I knew he was getting ready to cum. It had to have been a good 45 minutes since he had started. Then he almost roared and buried his cock as far into me as he could. It felt like something deep inside me tore a little as all of his cock entered into me and started to throb like a bass drum in me. I felt myself cum again. This was crazy. I don't think I had ever cum that many times before in this amount of time. It was marvelous. I rose up to meet him making sure every inch was in me as we ground our bodies from head to toe against each other. Then, I was out again. I awoke to find myself completely clothed. What the hell? Had that all been a strange dream? But, as I thought that, I knew it could not have been as my ass was sore as hell and my pants felt extremely wet in the crotch area. What was I doing and how did my clothes get back on? I was still pretty much dazed and disoriented. Then the door opened up and a guy came in carrying a drink. He said he had heard that I was probably in need of a refresher. I had no idea what he was talking about. I took the drink as I was thirsty for sure and took a gulp. WOW, it had to be almost 75% 151 Rum. It was a good thing that is my normal drink or I might have gagged like crazy. Tasted good though and I thought, what the hell, and drank almost half of what was left in one more gulp and then downed the rest in a couple of drinks. Might have been a mistake, though, as it hit me really hard and I felt myself almost fall over dizzy. They guy just laughed at me and said, "I didn't expect you would drink all that in such short time. What you have been doing and now another huge drink like that. You may end up with a lot more in you that way." I couldn't seem to understand him much. The Rum was taking control again. I was soon laying down and almost out of it. The guy said, "Well, it looks like it may be my turn, now." Whatever that meant. He said, "You must really want filled with our toxic cum the way you are drinking." I still had no idea what that meant. He was taking off his clothes while saying that.

I finally feel back asleep about 20 minutes and what seemed like a short time as I looked at the clock had to be four hours. It was light out and the clock said it was 10 AM. I only had one of the brothers with me and since they were Identical twins I had no idea who it was. Neither of them moved it had to be the nicest one of them but had they traded places I would never know. He leaned in and kissed me and grabbed my breast with his right hand and told me I was a really hot fuck. I thanked him and asked if he knew where my clothes were and he said most of them are in the living room where you took them off. I had to remember, had I taken them off, that is not really how I remembered it. I said, okay, hey do you know Dillon and he said yes Andrew and Dillon where at the party last night but you told them to leave, it seemed like you were mad at them and then you turned to Rick and I and asked us to be with you. I must have looked puzzled because that is not what happened, I would not have done that. I must have been talking to the nice one, so Rick is the Evil one. Good to know, I whispered to the the nice one, hey do you think you can give me a ride home. He said, why do you want to go home aren't you have a good time. It seemed like I hurt his feeling. I said no it is not that but I have homework to do and I really should get back to school. Oh okay, yes I can give you a ride but Rick will need to come since he is the one who drove. Damn, I was hoping to avoid Rick he was such a prick. Just then in walks Rick, he had bad of what looked like bagels and some coffees. It turned out it was a bad of muffins and he offered me one. I was really hungry and he handed me a coffee. I really wish I had my clothes. Here I was naked and so was Mr nice and Rick was fully clothed. He sat down the bag and other two coffees on the night stand and if I had thought the contraption put in my mouth to keep me from screaming load was part of my dream it was laying right next to the bag as I looked over. Mr nice told right that I wanted to go home and he just nodded and kept eating his muffin and sipped coffee. Then he walked into the living room and and when he re-entered he tossed my clothes at me all except my panties. He said your panties were not in there and they are not in here. I bet that fucker Andrew took them. Then he walked back out of the room and he did not come. I turned to Mr nice and asked if I said something wrong and he said well you did tell us both you loved us last night and wanted to date us and I think he thought you mean it. I on the other hand realize that when you have orgasms you sometimes say thing you do not really mean. You said a lot of stuff last night I am sure you did not mean but you should really be careful some guy is going to hold you to what you promise when you are having one of those screaming orgasms you have. He was now dress and he said you better hurry. When he gets like this well you do not want to see him. What had I done, did this really happen and did I really tell Dillon to leave? I would never but he is not here and they say I did. What am I going to do. If Rick was nicer I might date them. How would that work anyway. They would really both date the same woman. All this was running through my head as I slipped on my skirt, bra and blouse. I was really sore and still wet inside but I was really only going back to the dorm so I would be fine.

PART 2 The first quarter came to an end and I got up to go get another drink real quick before the second quarter started. The two guys were still making out on the other end of the couch and as I walked around them I noticed that one guy had his hand in the other ones shorts. I just kind of smiled at their brazenness and went to get my drink. Upon returning I noticed that now both of them had a hand in the other's shorts and looked like both were hard and also seemed to be pretty well endowed from the bulges showing. The other two guys were paying more attention, I noticed, to watching that action more than the game on TV. I just sat down as the second quarter was starting and didn't turn that direction again as the game was close and whenever one team scored the other one did too, keeping it tied up. Halftime arrived with the score tied up at 21 each. A good tough game. I got up again to get another drink and see what my friend was up to. As I turned to go, I again noticed that both guys were stroking the others' cock in their shorts. Damn, they just don't stop. I went and got my drink and found my friend. She was really drunk by now and leaning heavily upon her girlfriend, When she noticed me she smiled and asked what I had been up to. I told her I was watching football on her TV and she seemed to have a couple of guy friends sitting on the other end of the couch deep in a lot of playing themselves. She just laughed. We chatted for a bit and I had another drink and talked to a couple of her other friends too. Then I told her I had better get back to the game as it was a good one. She laughed again and said, "Yeah, right, you just want to watch the closer game." I just laughed at here and got another drink and went to watch the second half. The second half kickoff was just reading as I got back. I noticed that now, though, one of the guys on the couch was now on the floor with the other guys cock out and sucking the hell out of him. I almost tripped when I saw that, but quickly just got to my seat to watch the game. I took a quick look over at the end of the couch to see if I had actually saw what I thought I did. Just as I looked the one doing the sucking came off of the cock for a quick breath, looked my way and smiled at me and stuck his tongue out at me. I just laughed. Damn, that guy's cock was big though. Had to be all of a good 9" long and big around as my glass. The third quarter got started and quickly turned into a defensive struggle with neither team able to keep up much of a drive. By the time the 3rd ended the score was still tied at 24 each. By now, with the booze I had been putting away, I had to pee badly. How much I had had hit me a little as I got up to go to the toilet. Strong Rum can kind of sneak up on you if you don't pay attention, like me. I was a little unsteady as I turned to go. I kind of noticed that now the two guys were half laying on the couch in a 69 position and both cocks seemed to be about the same size. Which means very large. I almost fell on them getting by but managed to stay upright and headed for the hallway. I pretty much staggered down the hall and almost missed the doorway and actually did bump into it pretty good. One of the other guys that had been sitting in a chair watching the game grabbed me from behind or I might have went down in a heap. He offered to help me get in the bathroom and I let him hold me up as I got to the stool. Then I had trouble unzipping my pants and again the guy helped by pushing my hands away and before I knew it had unzipped my shorts for me and then before I could say anything, had reached in an pulled my cock out and aimed it for me. I started to protest but it was as well he had done that for me as as soon as my cock was out and pointed I let loose with a ot of piss. I doubt if I would have gotten it out in time by myself so I just stood there with him doing the aiming for me till I was drained. I tried to find the words to thank him for his help, but couldn't think of anything other than just, thanks. About anything else I could think of to say might have come out wrong. LOL He just said, "Don't worry about it, I've had to help more than one guy do that before." He then laughed and tucked me back in. I know I was a little red in the face I was so embarrassed. I turned to go out and again the booze was still hitting me and I almost fell again I was so dizzy. My good Samaritan came to my salvation again and held me up or it might have been a very hard face plant for me. He just held onto me as we left the toilet and I was really dizzy by now. Instead of guiding me back to the living room, He pushed open another of the doors along the hall and almost had to carry me over to the bed where he had my turn around and gave me a little push anD I flopped onto the bed. He then grabbed my legs and turned me around and told me to just lay down for a while till some of that wore off. Then he reached down and took my shoes off and dropped them on the floor. I was so out of it I really wasn't registering what was going on and just laid there with my eyes closed and told myself to just rest a couple of minutes. I am fairly certain I passed out then, but not for very long. I woke up and was aware that I seemed to be naked as hell from the waist down. Now how the hell had that happened? I looked down and found that my shorts were definitely off and were in my own hand and then I felt the sensation of what seemed to be someone's mouth on my cock. I was hard as a rock and getting bj from someone, what the heck?

My first attempt at this and purely fiction so cut me some slack, please. And it's getting later (and the story is getting longer) then I intended but if you guys like it, I'll add more. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I work in a call center for a local insurance group. Nothing exciting or very challenging. It's located in a strip mall that used to have a lot more traffic till the economy tanked. As it is its just us and a hair stylist across the parking lot. Across the street is a large park that backs up to the local high school. The park has your normal park bench/tables but as you get close to the high school football field there are some metal bleachers. Now, let me say up front I am not a chicken hawk. I like my men to be MEN! Boys just don't do it for me. Yeah, yeah I hear all the time 'those tight asses', but I'd rather have a man who meets me thrust for trust and whose ass knows just exactly how to suck on my cock! On the flip side, (pun intended), if I'm the bottom I don't want my top to blow his load in three strokes or he just shoves it in and out with no finesse. Give me an experienced man any day. I get an hour for lunch so I generally grab my lunch and a book and head over to the park. My lunch is usually at 1:45 so the kids are usually in class anyway. One day I was seated at one of the park tables eating my lunch. The table was located under a large spruce which provided some nice shade on the hotter afternoons. This particular day I glanced-up when someone took a seat at the other end and opposing side of the table. The guy who had just settled onto the bench was one of the hottest young men I've seen in my 32 years. He was right on the cusp of manhood, but still has that boyish look, like he could be anywhere from 15 to 21. He stands around 5' 6", but compact as hell, maybe around 110 pounds. He was wearing a form-fitting Champion shirts that one might buy at Target, and he was obvious had had a great six pack going on, as well as the 'Y' shaped bod most of us older men fondly remember and remember fondling years later. He had dark brown chestnut hair with hints of red, a smooth complexion that was pale as milk, even in the middle of August, a small rather sharp nose, a strong chin, over all the type of classic looks that would get you anywhere or anything. I'm not a slouch but I'm nothing like this kid. I'm 6' and around 180lbs. I do my yoga, ride my bike and watch what I eat, so I'm slim, but not ripped like this kid. I have normal brown hair with a fair share of silver which started when I was 16. I have a very young looking face but with the silver in my hair and my goatee it cause people to give me a second glance. I have attractive features some say I'm handsome, others say I'm cute, so I guess I some where in the middle. Also, from all my biking I also have a great ass, and my cock, although not porn star material, at just over eight inches, and is a little thicker then most. The other thing about me is I never pull out. I can't, no matter how hard I try. It's as if my body refuses to stop till the seed is planted. I'm the same way as a bottom don't you dare pull out till every drop is where it should be. As I checked him out, (discretely, I thought), the guy look over at me and asked "Ahhh, is it ok if I sit here? It's kind of hot on the bleachers and it's easier for me to do my study hall outside away from... I mean I'd rather be outside then cooped-up." "Sure, not like I need the whole bench for my seven course meal," smiling at him and my joke. Apparently my approach hit home 'cause he smiled, seemingly a bit more at ease. I got back to my book as he unloaded his backpack, taking out a couple of books and some paper. I was trying desperately to concentrate on my book, but after reading the same sentence for the fifth time in ten minutes, it was pretty obvious (at least to me), that this wasn't going to work. I was just about to head back to work when the guy wadded up the sheet of paper on which he'd been doing some figures, and angrily ripped another sheet from his notebook. "Having some problems there?" I couldn't help but ask. "Yeah I'm not to bright and this math isn't really easy for me." "Well, some people just don't have a knack for math. My sister is one of them. She's a wiz with grammar though and can write a thesis in no time flat, but balancing a checkbook is like rocket science to her." "Well, that may be but I'm not good at math and no good for most things, as I'm just not that bright." This struck me as pretty odd, since as good looking as he was, I expected he'd be bragging about something, anything, but instead he just keep putting himself down. My paternal instincts start to kick in and I just want to help this kid. "Here let me take a look and see if I can help." I reach over for his book. "Do you mind?" "Oh no, here" and he hands over his book, albeit a bit reluctantly. As I took a look at the book, I saw that it was basic algebra, which I had studied it in my freshman year. I thought to myself "Maybe he isn't so bright but damn, with those looks he really doesn't need to be." "Which problem are you working on?" "Number 12." "Ok, so here we have..." and we spent the next 20 minutes working on his assignment. To my surprise he wasn't really stupid, he just didn't know how to approach the problem, even if he seemed to know the rules of algebra. Once I showed him where to start the analysis, he got right down to it, and he seemed quite capable, so I just handed him the book and said "Ok, do it." After a minute or so he said with a happy smile, "I think I've got this now." "Sure looks like it to me, but hey, I have to get back to work. Oh, and by the way, my name is Jason." "Quinn. Very nice to meet you. Uh, I know we just met and all, but can I ask you a favor?" Here it comes. He's been hustling me and now comes that hit on. "Sure you can ask" I replied very flatly. "I see you out here every day. If I have any more problems with my home work, could I run them by you?" Caught completely off-guard because this was NOT what I was expecting, all I can do is nod my head and stutter "Ahhh sure, yeah ok, but shouldn't you ask your parents for help?" He looked at me, obviously surprised by my question, and replied "You don't know who I am?" "Yeah sure, you're Quinn, the kid I just helped. Should I know more?" At this Quinn lit-up like a Christmas tree and replied with a smile "No, not really," as packed-up his book and papers, got-up and began the walk back to the school. As he left I had a clear view of the sweetest ass ever. It wasn't quite a bubble butt, more like just RIGHT THERE. And it was so firm I found myself wishing I was his shorts, especially since it was obvious he didn't wear any underwear. Then he turned around and called-out, "Hey Jason, if you're up for it, could you help me tomorrow? I have a test on Friday and could really use your help." "Sure" as I swallowed and literally wiped the droll that was trying to escape the corner of my mouth. This was how it started. Next thing I knew I was tutoring Quinn on my lunch break, which was a combination of shear torture, frustration and pride. Yes pride, 'cause although this young man had my hormones racing, it also felt good to be able to help someone who really needed it. It turned-out Quinn was very bright, but no one seemed to want to take the time to find out. I also noticed that the other kids seem to avoid him. As discretely as I could, I asked him about their behavior and he shrugged it off, saying "Their parents don't want them around me 'cause of my mother. Besides I'm too old." Thinking very quickly, I decided to explore the less-sensitive of the two prongs he brought-up, so I responded "Now that's an odd thing to say. How old are you?" "I turned 19 two weeks back. They say I'm to old to stay here, but as long as I don't cause any problems I can finish out the year. I got held back a couple of years cause my mom didn't get me to school enough and I missed too many days." "I'm sorry to hear that, but we'll get you through with flying colors" and with that I grinned, and again he lit-up. Damn I loved to see him smile like that. It's as if the sun had gone nova or something. Then a few weeks later, when I got back from my lunch break, my friend John, who was also my supervisor, came-up and quietly said "So smooth, ain't he. Young and nubile yet knows just what to do." "What the fuck" I asked just a bit to loudly "are you insinuating?" All I could see was red and I was on the verge of decking my supervisor and friend. He was not put-off, however. "Oh please. Don't get all high and mighty with me. Everyone know's Quinn's mom pimps him out and he just about the best 'ride' out there." It was like someone just dumped ice water on me. I just stood there, shocked, my mouth agape. That a woman could do that to her own son! And then to have a friend, who I thought knew me better, then all-but accuse me of joining in on the fun was just to much. In a very quiet voice I looked stared at John saying merely "You have confused me with one of your sick perverted fantasies, and you evidently don't know me, and for that matter I guess I don't know you as well as I thought I did. If you EVER bring this up to me again I will have you in front of HR so fast you'll have no clue what hit you, and then I'll let Missy know just how much you know about that 'smooth ride'! With that I turned around and went to my desk seething the entire way. For the next hour I couldn't get a damn thing right. My calls sucked, my follow-ups where none existent, and finally I got a call from the branch manager, Tim, to come into his office. As I entered the office I saw John was also there and the anger I had tried to control burst out: "Just what the fuck did you tell him? Did you just telll him about what you thought I was...." "JASON!" Tim said firmly "there is something we need to discuss and I need you to settle down please. Now this is a small office and conversations are easily overheard. Now, close the door and take a seat." As I turn a glaring eye on John I noticed he looked a bit dejected, and he was beat red. "I happened to be coming in the back door from my lunch when I over heard you two talking. Now as branch manager I'm required to report inappropriate comments from supervisors to employees to the HR department, regardless of whether or not the individuals are, or used to be, friends." With this he gave a rather flat look to John, "but I would prefer to handle this another way - if you two consent." Just by the tone of his voice, I was sure John had already consented to whatever Tim had in mind, so I needed to be careful. "Ok, how do you want to handle this." "Well, it may surprise you to know I know Quinn, and have always felt he had more potential, but I've never been in a position to help. I now find myself in a position to where I can give a small amount of assistance. It seems you've taken him under your wing and have been helping him with his homework. Don't look so surprised, Jason, You used to come back from lunch 15 minutes early, and now you're racing for the time clock, generally five minutes late. So I figured that we could make this a win-win for almost everyone." Again he gave John that flat look that basically said 'Except for you and you'd better just like it.' Tim continued his remarks, saying "I'd like you to increase your tutoring efforts with Quinn, and I'll give you an extra half hour for lunch that you can devote to this purpose. To cover the lost time either John will cover your shift, or if you prefer, you can simply work a half-hour longer each day, your call. In addition, given the onset of Fall and Winter, I'll give you the keys to the empty office next door so you can tutor Quinn in there. In addition I'll have a coffee pot set-up, or hot chocolate for you two, as well as provide paper and pens. You think about it and you can let me know by the end of the week." "No that wont be necessary" I replied without hesitation. John's head jerked-up and he was sweating like a pig with that deer in-the-headlights look. "I'll do it. I'll just work an extra half-hour at the end of the day." John suddenly look relieved, but didn't look at me or Tim. Tim looked at John, asking "Does that work for you?" Rising to his feet, John replied "Yes sir, I'll take care of the supplies for the next room and get the coffee and cocoa" and with that he headed for the door. "John, don't forget to get Jason a set of keys as well." "Yes sir" and with that he was out the door. As I stood to follow John, Tim said "Jason, please shut the door and take a seat." I shut the door, took a seat, and gave Tim a sexy wink, trying to make my voice sultry "Yes, boss, anything for you, sir!" Tim and I went way back. We actually roomed together in college, and although he is now married, he and I had some fun times before then. Now he's totally devoted to Laura, his wife and she in turn loves me to death so all's good, but Tim and I still occasionally chuckle about the old days. Tim laughed and then said, "Hey, I need to tell you a few things okay. Just between us." With that I had the worrisome thought 'Is everyone fucking this poor kid?'. "Don't get that look. It's not what you're thinking. You know how long Laura and I've been married." "Well duh I WAS your best man, or was I her brides maid? One of the two, at any event." We both chuckled at that. "Ok, smart ass. How long have Laura and I been married?" "You two were married Dec 21, 1994 'cause you wanted everyone to be there, so you lined-it up with Christmas since everyone was going to be there for the holiday." "Right. And you remember my bachelor party?" "Well some of it. I kind of got lost under Jack Daniels so that I had an excuse for not playing touchy feely with the lap dancer. Ick. For days all I could remember about her was her boobs, and I remember thinking 'I just don't see what you guys see in them'." "Jason,....that lap dancer is Quinn's mom." "OH! SHIT!" "OH wait, OH HELL NO!" I'm mentally adding up dates and suddenly it dawns on me. "Is Quinn your son!? No he can't be. He doesn't look anything like you." As I said this, Tim reached into his desk drawer and pulled out an old photograph, sliding it across the table to me. "This is my father when he married my mom. I took after her, but do you see what I see?" And there in the photo was Quinn, Maybe not exactly Quinn but close enough. Tim continued saying "I've always wanted to help him, but as understanding as Laura is, I'm not sure she'd be THIS understanding. I can't see her accepting that I fathered a son with the town whore. I don't think it would fly too well. So yes, I do have an ulterior motive, but I know you'll do what's best for him and I trust you." "Well thank you for telling me and I fully understand. I love Laura to death but yeah, somethings are better left unsaid." I left Tim's office feeling a bit overwhelmed by it all. I never thought helping a young man on my lunch break would open up such a large can of worms! The next week brought with chill winds of autumn and we were both happy to be inside. Quinn and I were quit comfortable around each other by now and I pretty much could read him. Like most people he had his good day and bad days but he never really let it show I could just sense it but knowing his mother and how things where I didn't want to pry to much. One day though we had a major turning point, which I should have honestly expected. Quinn showed up and he seemed very uncomfortable, just kept fidgeting and wouldn't sit still. "Quinn, what's wrong?" "Nothing, I'll be fine." "Ok saying you'll BE fine, means your not fine right now what's wrong?" "I'm just sore. That's all." "Sore?" "Yeah, Mom had some work for me and I guess I just over did it." "Wait, what kind of work?" I could feel my temper working up to a full steam. Quinn just looked at me like he was ready to breakdown. I couldn't take it, so I pulled his chair close to me and put my arm around his shoulders, saying softly, "Hey, you can talk to me. It's ok." "I don't want you to hate me like everyone else." "What?! Why would anyone hate you?" At this he started to shake all over and tears started running down his face "Cause my mother's a whore and I'm a whore too, I have to be 'cause she is." At this I thought he would just shake himself apart. I pulled him tighter to me and stroked his back, which cause's him to flinch. "Hey hey, its alright. I don't hate you, in fact I'm very proud of you, you know that right?" as I backed away a little. "How can you be proud of a whore's son?" "Hey stop that now! Just because your mother chose that doesn't mean that's what you have to be!" "But I am, I've had to in order to have a place to stay or food. Mom uses most what she gets for drugs and if I don't do what she says she will kick me out and I have no place to go and I have to finish school this year or I won't be able to and..." at this point Quinn is starting to get the sub-sups and can't speak to clearly. I move closer to him again sensing he needs comfort, he leans into me but as I put my arms around him he stiffens up. "Hey buddy, it's ok. I won't do anything to you." "It's not that it just hurts." "I know, buddy, people shouldn't treat you like that." "No, it's not just that. My back side hurts" he mumbled and then started sniffing again. "Ok, let's take a look." "NO! You can't see me like that" "Hey, hey, hold on. Take it easy. I just want to make sure you're ok, that's all. I need to know how badly you're hurt." "Please, I don't want you to hate me" he sobbed. I gently took hold of his chin and turned him to face me, and looking directly in his eyes I told him the truth: "Quinn, I will never hate you for what your mother makes you do, or for what other people do to you. I've grown to care for you a great deal. You're practically a son to me. Now please let me see." With a little coaxing I got Quinn to turn around and lift up his shirt. All across this gorgeous young man's back and below the waistband of his pants were welts. I was shaking with rage, and seeing my reaction, Quinn started to cry again. "I knew you'd hate me." I quickly put both my hands on either side of his face and pulled him to me. "I do NOT hate you. I hate who ever did this to you." And with that I leaned over and kissed those perfect lips. It was just a peck, that was all, but every part of my body screamed to make it more. 'This young man is mine - how dare anyone touch him like that' raced through my brain. With ever ounce of my being I pulled back and, with my thumbs, wiped his tears away. "Is it worse below your belt? Did who ever did this to you hurt your privates." I felt kind of silly referring his cock that way, but to my mind he was still a kid, no matter that my hormones were trying to convince me otherwise. "No, it's the same." "Ok." I took a deep breath to calm myself. "Can I ask you a personal question?" "Jason, you can ask me anything." "Ok, this isn't going to be easy but I need to know. When your mother has you do these 'jobs' for her, do you use protection?" "Yes. Always. Mom says I'm no good to her if I'm diseased and she makes it clear they can do anything but that." "Ok. I know that but do they ever force you to, well you know, not use protection?" "Once in a while, but I never let them and I'm always careful to keep an eye on everything cause if I get diseased then I'll have no place to go." "Ok, well that is not true." And with that I grabbed a piece of paper and wrote my address and phone number down for him. "You can call me or come over anytime. I don't care if it's two in the goddamn morning. If you need a place, call me or come over. He looked at the address and asked "Hey, this is over by Shanty Mart, right?" "Yeah, just cross the street and two houses down. With all the plants in front." Hey I'm gay, okay, and have to have a front yard to make Martha proud! Quinn sagged into my chest and mumbled "Thank you Jason, you don't know what this means to me." He hugged me and turned then around as if he was afraid again, saying "I need to get going. Mom will be expecting me home soon." "Ok, but remember call or come over if you need to/" "I will" as he headed out the door. Two days later it was Saturday and I had a full day: grocery shopping and running errands in the rain sucks, and not in a good way! I was in my robe, and having just finished dinner, I was washing up dishes. As I glanced-out the window I saw someone walking on the sidewalk across the street. I didn't think much at first, other then the poor sucker should have a rain coat or something. A bit later, as I was rinsing I saw what seemed to be the same person walking by, going the other way. Again at first I didn't think much about it - whoever it was just must have forgotten something at the market. But then a third trip and I realized the person seemed to be looking at my house and he (or she) had my full attention. As I peered through the rain, trying to get a clear view, I thought 'That can't be Quinn', but I put down my dish towel and headed for the door, knowing internally that it was him. I opened the door as he was headed down the street yet again. "Quinn?" He stops and turns around and looks at me. Even at this distance I can tell he's upset. "Quinn, get in here now!" He jumped, but hurried towards my house. "I'm sorry Jason, I didn't know where else to go" He sobbed, throwing himself into my arms. Now, as hot as it is to have a gorgeous young man throw himself into your arms, it's not so much when you are wearing only a bath robe and the gorgeous young man is soaked to the bone in 30 degree rainwater. Perhaps 97% of my body was eager to get the hell away from the cold, while 3% of my body was stretching up to get a better view. It's amazing how my dick has its own brain. I swear it does! "That's why I gave you my address, silly. Come in and let me get you something warm to eat and wear." I pulled him into the house, and he stood there, dripping water everywhere. "Ok, hold on. Stand right there and take your shoes and clothing off." I swear my dick was doing talking and it just over-rode my brain. I went to my bedroom, grabbing a spare robe as well as some towels out of the closet. Coming out of my room and I swear my cock just snickered that he had gotten one over on me. When I told Quinn to take off his clothing, It never crossed my mind what the total impact of seeing this young god completely naked would have on me. Now I found myself stopped dead in my tracks, my jaw on the floor, fighting with my hormones. Even as I took in the scene, I found myself telling myself he was too young, that he was just a kid, he wasn't my type: Quinn's body was ever more perfect then I thought. It was fairly obvious he did some serious abs work outs as he sported a washboard stomach, full pecs, and the smallest nipples I'd even seen. His legs were muscular, and not one pubic hair to be found, no treasure trail, no peach fuzz on the balls, nothing. Of course this only made what looked to be no less then a 10 in cock to look even bigger. I though 'How can someone that petite have such a huge cock? I mean if he gets hard he'll just tip over'. I couldn't stop staring. Frankly, he looked like Michelangelo's David, just with a better dick. Absolutely perfect. "Ahhmmm, my mom makes me shave it all off. She says that the guys like that." Poor Quinn. He was flushing beet red, mistaking my stare of lust for repulsion. "No, it's ok. I just forgot you don't wear underwear." "How did you know that I don't?" Oops. Caught. "Well, ahhh, with the shorts you were wearing this summer it would have been obvious if you did." "Oh, ok. Hey, could I have the towel please? I'm freezing." With a guilty start I rush over to him and handed him the towels. "I'm so sorry. Here, dry off and then put on this robe. Have you eaten? I'll make some hot chocolate to warm you up." With that I dashed into the kitchen, calling out "I just finished putting away some chicken Cesar salad - if you'd like some." "I don't want to inconvenience you more then I already have." "Quinn, stop it. I just said I just put it away. It's right here and you're never an inconvenience. Ok?" I quickly threw together a salad for him and had just set it on my kitchen table when he walked in wearing nothing but my robe, his wet clothing in his hads. Fuck, I was jealous of that robe right then and there - wrapped around his body like that. "What should I do with these?" "Here, let me have them." I took the clothing from him, wrapping them up in the towel he had used to dry off, just so the clothing didn't drip all over the floor. "Sit down and eat and I'll put these in the wash" I hear the hair slide across the floor as I open the closet with the washer and dryer and get his clothes started. I come back into the kitchen and he's packed away the salad already. "Damn were you hungry or what? Do you want some more? I have plenty really." "No thank that was plenty, but can I have another cup of chocolate please?" "Of course" I grabbed his empty cup and turned quickly so as not to stare - the robe has parted in all the wrong <RIGHT> places and I was trying to control myself. I filled the cup with water, shoved it into the microwave and turning, asked "So, what's up?" "Mom has a job and I needed to be else where, and as it's too late to hang at the mall, I thought I'd see if it was ok to come over." The microwave shut off and I took out the water, added the coco, stirred it up and turned to face Quinn who was seated at my table practically naked. I set the cup down in front of him and sat in the chair across from him with the table hiding everything below the waist. Just looking at his chest was problematic enough. "Well you welcome to stay the night if you don't mind the couch. It folds out into a bed so you should be comfortable enough." "Really? You don't mind? Do you want anything in exchange?" He said this almost fearfully like he expected the worst. "No, my young friend, I don't expect anything in return." "Jason, can I ask you something?" "Of course." "Are you gay? You never talk about women, but you also have never tried anything with me, although it seems at times like you would like to." "Yes, I'm gay, but I've only ever wanted to help you. I don't take advantage of kids." "I'm 19. Only to my mom's 'friends' am I a kid." "Well, I'm NOT your mom's friend. In fact, and I'm sorry if I upset you when I say this, but I'd gladly string her up by her twat and hang her for what she's done to you!" I had to take a few deep breaths to collect myself, 'cause again I was at war with myself. Part of me was infuriated with the injustice of what she did to him, and in my mind, no one had the right to touch MY boy! "I'm not upset. I've kind of stopped loving her. I just stay there 'cause I have to to finish school." "Okay. Well, enough depressing shit. Are you tired or do you want to watch a movie? Also, you're more then welcome to use the shower anytime you like. Just use the towels hanging next to it. They're clean." "I think I'll take a shower and go to bed." "Okay, young man. While you shower I'll make up the bed and I'm gonna hit the sack myself. Help yourself to the kitchen if you get hungry." With that we both stood up and his robe parted briefly. He gathered the robe back in place, but not before my dick took notice. I quickly adjust my robe and headed down the hall to get fresh sheets for his bed. Quinn followed right behind me. "Bathroom is right here. Help yourself." Quinn walked past me, only to stop, and turning towards me, he said "Jason, thank you so much." With that he hugged me and I could see he was trying not to cry. I put my arms around him, as I also firmly clenched my dick between my thighs. "Hey bud its what friends do" Quinn then kissed my neck and I think I heard him mumble "I love you" and then he was off into the bathroom. I grabbed the linen and headed over to make the bed thinking 'Fuck. I'm gonna have blue balls for days'. I made-up his bed and my task done, I headed into my room. I usually sleep naked but figured I should probably better put something on, so I grabbed a pair of loose boxers and got into bed. I could hear Quinn when he got out of the shower and a minute or so later I heard him rummaging around, getting settled into bed. Surprisingly, I quickly fell asleep, and I found myself having the most incredible dream. David had come to life just for me. He's gently caressing my chest and ever so delicately nibbling my tits, as he whispered to me "No one's ever been so good to me. Jason, I think I might be in love with you" as he kept touching my body, and in the process, carefully slid his hand into my boxers and took out my cock. It was completely covered in precum. I'm a slimer and can soak through the front of a pair of jeans in no time. He slid his hand up and down my shaft, caressing my cock, slowing milking more precum out of me, fondling my balls with his other hand, still very softly, as if he was afraid of moving to much. I found myself gasping at the sensation: it was so gentle and my body tingled all over. My cock jerked and I can feel it was oozing yet more cum. Suddenly David's hands were gone and the bed shook. About then I started to become aware that I might be experiencing more than a dream - especially when I felt a man's back press up against my chest and an ass pressing up against my cock. "Quinn?" I felt a hand grasping the base of my cock, and I gasped, unable to speak. "Hmmmm, yes. Do you like this Jason?" Quinn was now sliding my cock head all over his tight opening, and in the process, of course, his hole was covered in my precum. I gasped, trying to think, but my cock was over riding all rational thought. "Quinn..., I can't...." "Sshh. It's ok. I've never been with a man I wanted to be with, I WANT to be with you." "Quinn you don't understand, I can't...." As I was searching for the right words to explain that once I started I couldn't stop, my cock head popped into his tight hole. Now I was gone. The sensation of Quinn's tight ass massaging my cock head was more then I could take. I stopped trying to speak as Quinn gently rocked back and forth, working more of my cock and precum into his hole. I tried one last time "Quinn you need to know something." "Yes I need to know what it feels like to be with someone I love to be with someone that wants me for me" And I do, cause I really do want him. Want to make him mine. I put my arms around him and pull him to me as I start to work my cock deeper into his ass. I precum is slicking up the way but I'm still thicker then most so I'm taking my time knowing my cock is spurting up his ass and lubing him up good. I as I gently work my cock in and out of his ass I use one hand to pull his face to me and gently kiss his lips. It start out soft like everything about this did but it quickly get more passionate. Quinn is like a drowning man gasping for his last breath. He's pushing his ass back onto my cock and trying to swallow my tongue. I feel him wince as he pushes a bit more then he should. "Easy baby no need to rush I got you and I got what you need. Let me do the work" I gently pull back to just the crown and flex my cock. I can feel the precum oozing out of my head lubing up his tight ass. Gasping "Oh my god that feels so good" I flex my cock again and Quinn moans. Now that I've got a couple of good squirts of precum I slide an inch back in. "Feel that baby" I flex again. That's me lubing up your hole, that's my precum and my dna getting into you. Your going to be mine more then you counted on" I slide another inch into him and stop to flex again. Now my other hand is caressing his chest and my lips have found his ears. I'm not sure which is more sensitive for him as each time I tweak his nip's his ass spasms around my cock but each time I nibble his ear he tries to push further back. I've got 4 inches in his sweet ass and my cock wants to charge the rest of the way in but I want this to last and I have to make Quinn mine I have to do to him what no one has over done. I'm going to make love to him but I'm also going to poz him up. I can't help it. I want him, he has to be mine. I tried to tell him but once my cock was in he was going to be bred and it was my toxic seed, my dna that would be knock him up. I pull back a 1/2 inch only to give me twice that back. "Jason <gasp>, Oh my god, Jason OH" Quinn can seem to finish what he's trying to say as each time he starts I push in a bit more of my cock. "Ok baby here you go here's the last bit" and with that I shove the last inch of my cock deep in this tight ass. Damn it feels like a python is squeezing my dick. This boy is as tight as they come even considering what his mom makes him do. I pull him tighter against me and roll over on my back. He lays his head against my head board and I start to pull out, the grip on my dick is amazing and then when just my cock slide out and thrust it all back in at once. Quinn lets out a moan and his ass just quivers around my cock. I slowly pull out and ram it back in a few more time getting him loosened up. Now I have him turn around and face me. Damn the boy is hung and I'm going to enjoy having that in my ass but that's for another time. My cock is in place and be damned if he's coming out before his job is done. I grab Quinn's hips and raise him up and then drop him on my cock. His eye's open wide as my cock viciously rams his prostate and cum squirts out his cock. He isn't cuming yet just my cock hitting him just right to force some of his boy juice onto my chest. Oh fuck that's hot. I repeat the process and am rewarded with a couple more shots of cum on my stomach. Quinn is moaning and grinding down on my cock like he's cowboy at a rodeo. I'm getting close but I need to do that job right. I pull Quinn to my chest and roll us over so he's on his back. He instinctively wraps his legs around my waste. I grind down into him hitting is sweet spot and making his cock jump. I can feel my own venom building up, my balls are aching my cock is flaring up for the bite. I start to pummel his ass hitting his spot every other thrust. Quinn is alternating between gasping and moaning. Suddenly he stiffens up and without any other friction other then our sliding stomach he shoots his load between us. He's shuddering like he's in the middle of a seizure and his ass is milking my dick for all its worth. This is just to much and my cock expands and lashes out. Its sends its venom deep into Quinn's ass making him ours. My cock feels like its never going to stop shooting. I've shoot at least 7 times deep into his ass and I'm still throbbing and pulsing inside him. Quinn has his arms wrapped around my neck and is kissing me and crying at the same time. "shh shh its ok baby I'll take care of you" "Jason no one has ever made me feel like that. They don't care how I feel the just fuck me and they don't care how I feel" I sit up with my cock still nestled in his ass "I'm not like those guys when I say I'll take care of you I mean it" "yeah I....Jason....what's that?!" With a shaky finger he points to tattoo on my left pec. "You know what that is and what it means don't you?" "OH NO! Jason NO!"

A fantasy of mine finally became reality when I took my first double dicking! Both guys were 8 plus, and took turns being the "thruster." My ass was sore as hell, but the feeling of their seed deep in my ass made it better. Tried to attach photos, but all were too big unfortunately.

being beaten n abused controlled with no choices degraded n made worthless all for the fun pleasure n excitement of another is what id love

I love to rim , eating a mans hole is a way to serve him , submit to him. Love being under rim chair , and being slammed by the top I go int overdrive fucking him with my tongue.

I love to be rimmed but to be honest almost never return the favor. My two regular top fuckbuddies never ask me to do it (they do me). There is only one guy I sometimes rim and that's a hot young jock with an amazing smooth bubble butt. He's not really a regular but sometimes hits me up for a blowjob (mostly) or a fuck (now and then). He's all top (he says the only thing that goes into his ass is a tongue), Ass to die for. Perfect hairless muscle ass with a rosy pink hole. Not sure if I'm any good at it but he seems to like it until he turns to whatever he came for.

Hey man, thanks for the follow. Damn, your dick is hot!

I've been reading up on injectable PREP, which is supposed to provide protection simply by getting a dose every 8 weeks vs taking a pill daily. I'm notorious for forgetting to take meds religiously and I think this would be a better choice for me. Any one here taking the injectable version? Any insights? POZ Magazine Article on Injectable PREP

Going to River St. Club blackout tonight. Hope to get some loads. Maybe babteddie will be there and knock me up.

The rough part as a bottom is when you bring your "A" game, pushing to be open to a top's imaginative desires --- only to discover they don't have any. As the bottom, you have to keep suggesting, saying you are open, indicating you are willing to go further and are met with blank looks by the top. I like a top who pushes me to be a better bottom. It's so frustrating to drag a top even half-way to where I am.

Well guys, I've been keeping my pig self "in heat" lately - can't even tell you the last time I came. That's become unimportant; what is important is listening to 'the voice' and fulfilling my purpose of taking cocks, servicing cocks, and being bred. Yesterday I had posted 'for now' on BBRT. Received the usual number of hits, messages, most of which wash out because it ends up they party, or they're not available at the time, whatever. But then one guy messaged me and simply said "Present your ass to me". Whut? I was fucking hooked already. Cutting through the usual B.S. we texted and arranged for him to come over in 20 minutes. I was ready, left apartment door unlocked, was laying on the bed naked with some bareback porn playing on the tv. When I heard the front door open and close that trepidation and anticipation kicked in. Was he bringing guys to rob me? What had I done? I hadn't even seen his face. Just played more on that he was available and he was Dom. When he walked in the room he was dressed in a perfect 3-piece suit with an attache case. Who shows up to fuck like that? As he undressed we chatted a bit. And then... when he was naked... standing at the end of my bed was a god. Holy shit, was I having a dream or was this for real. Absolutely flawlessly beautiful man - great looks, perfect body, hairy chest, and huge cock. So much so that I immediately feared I wouldn't be able to take it, wouldn't be able to be mounted, but given how magnificent everything was I said that I would die trying. Turns out he understood my fears and totally gentled and calmed this pig down - kept working my tits, roaming my body, bringing all the lust, desire and hunger in me boiling to the top. Finally I couldn't take it anymore and presented to him on all fours. I had collared myself beforehand so figured I should present in doggie position. As I poppered up he gently began pressing the tip at my hole, silently asking for permission to enter but also firmly making it know that he would. I was doubly hooked now and knew that I had to have that glorious cock of Priapus deep inside me. We took our time doing the dance of mounting and mating manimal style, and then, all of a sudden he was beautifully balls deep in me. We locked, knotted and just held together for a minute. And then he started to fuck me. He had asked if I liked to be video'd - "yes!" - so was recording. He continued his constant fucking and the girth and length of that cock touched every point in my body and soul. This pig was truly in hog-heaven. Oink! He'd already told me up front that he didn't have a lot of time, so after about 15 minutes of the most wonderful use of my hole ever, I felt him begin to swell further, pick up the speed of his fucking, start to lay down more on my back and then finally it happened. I knew I was about to fulfill my DNA destiny and yes, he began to breed me, and kept on breeding and seeding long and deep. My ass was serving as the Chalice for the Sacred Seed of Priapus and I was in ecstasy. Oink! After I'd been bred he stayed fully hard and inside me for about 10 minutes, both of us holding on to each other. I'm not sure I've ever had such a hot, sexy, yet beautiful fucking and use in my life before, and I've had many. Anyway, I'm sure I've bored you enough. He's partnered, but "wanders". I don't often hook up with repeat fucks - guess I'm always looking for new, different ones which makes me a pig. But this one I know I'll see again, we've discussed it, and it will happen. I've posted a short vid on Xtube, link below. The next time I'd love to have a third to video us since that's always the best. And if the cameraman wants my hole, well, that's what it's there for. Oink! Thanks guys for reading and if you like this story please "Like" it and "Upvote" me. OINK!! https://www.xtube.com/video-watch/the-best-fuck-and-breeding-ever-38179211

I was feeling the itch last night and hit up a fuck bud I hadn’t seen in a few weeks. He said he was getting ready for a run but asked me if I wanted to come by after and shower off with him. Of course I said yes and an hour later I was at his place waiting for him to get back. When he did, we was shirtless and sweating and I couldn’t wait for that shower. We started making out right in his living room and his hands were already in my gym shorts, playing with my ass. I started to suck his 7 inch cock and really got into it, running my tongue around the head of his cock and rubbing at his balls at the same time. He finally had to stop me or else he said he would have cum right then and there. We moved to couch and he pulled out lube and poppers. I started to hold the poppers under my nose as he started to lube up his cock and finger some of it in my ass. He had me climb on to his lap and slowly sink down around his rock hard cock. He let my ass adjust once I was all the way down on his cock while we just make out some more before I started to bounce on his dick. He really made me ride him for about 15 minutes or so before his head tilted back and he started to shoot a huge load into my ass. Once he was down shooting, I stayed planted in his lap and kept grinding on his cock and squeezing my hole around his cock. He stayed hard and rolled me on my back and slid back into me and started to fuck me all over again, pulling out enough to let some of his cum spill out so he could push it back in again. At this point I couldn’t hold back anymore as his cock was hitting me in all the right places and blew my load all over my cock no stomach. He pulled out and started to suck the cum off my dick and stomach and came back up to kiss me, pushing my cum into my mouth. We laid there for an minute all sticky and sweaty before he asked me to follow him to the shower. We showered off and I sucked another load out of him while we were drying off.

https://www.pornhub.com/view_video.php?viewkey=1561867303 The bottom in this vid is so hot. Love the setting too.

PART 1: Asian 29 Miscle Boy 6.5 I went to fav ABS. It was dead but I decided to wait since my hole was twitching for raw cock. In walks a hot Asian mix guy who I recognized by this Grindr account and chatted once. I messaged him last week that he progressed pretty well from his previous pic. One of those hot Asian gym boys. Well I recognized him and damn was he hotter and tighter in person. On Grindr I message him that he can breed my hole through the glory Hole. He replied he just wanted a blowjob. Usually I decline these request but he was super hot and I just had to see his cock. Was it going to be small or large?? Curiosity was getting to me and I decided what the hell. The only thing I asked is that he blow in my mouth and I swallow his cum aka I will save it and finger it in my hole later. He jumps in one booth and I take the other before any of the other trolls could. I see his tight and muscles thighs through the hole and he wastes no time pulling his dick out. It was Nice! Not small but a decent 6.5 and that super Asian hardness that points to the sky. I work on the cock and sloppy joe it for his load. Curiously he pulls it out several times before cuming and taps it... I was like hmmm... Next round of slobber I go for it. I pull my shorts down and put some spit-precum spunk and slip from my mouth and his dick up my hole. Getting it ready for me to jump on his dick. He pulls out again and taps the glory hole with his dick, I spin around and guide his dick to my sloppy hole... no lube. He presses forward as much as he can on the hole and I feel that fuck tool press against my hole. It’s tight but I can feel his rock hard dick pressed against my hole. He’s pushing it out cause he wants my cunt. I feel it against the ring force itself in and then pop it goes straight up my ass. I’m in raw fuck heaven and feel his dick against my ass walls. Fuck he’s hard... sometimes ultra hard trumps ultra hung...sometimes. He makes me work for it and I’m fucking myself on his dick. Bouncing my buns on his dick and I go down for a bit of ass to mouth, to wet his dick and shove it in sloppy again. He goes for it and starts to pump my hole. I noticed while I was sucking a PA hole on his dick... fuck this guy is hot. I let him fuck me and he makes the walls bounce. I’m thinking fuck you trolls. He moans softly and blasts a good ton of boi spunk in me. He quickly leaves and my hole and the GH is dripping with cum... I message him on Grindr and thank him for the load. (Yeah they all say BJ only...) he then asks after the fact.. “Are you clean?” Which I say yep all clean since 11/09/18. (Which was true) He gives me the thumbs up ? emoji and says that I was a good dump and he could use a fuck hole like me before he starts work at 330p. Possible future meets? I I save his profile. ⭐️ I could marry this young top pig. I tell him, “next time you can fuck me with the PA.” I waited a bit and boy was I glad I did, my hole was dripping asianboi cum which was perfect for my next encounter. Part 2: BBC.

I've got a daddy friend who breeds me pretty regularly, and he occasionally brings a buddy along to load me up too. Last night he texted me at like 2am and said he and a friend were outside my apartment, drunk, and horny. I'd never met his friend before, but I let them both in and they took turns fucking me while I sucked and slobbered on the other one's cock. After rough fucking me awhile they both shot their loads in my ass and then took off again, leaving me alone to jerk off and finger my cum sloppy hole.

Part 11: Robert tries to be good Once Robert got sick he became agitated. Becky sensed something was wrong and after not getting better after several days Robert told her what happened. He just knew she would be pissed off but she looked at him with an evil smile and said that was fucking hot. So much so that she excused herself for several minutes to go rub out an orgasm. When she returned she told Robert the next day they would run the test and find out. For the next week Robert still felt like crap. His nerves were going crazy anticipating the test results. Finally after a week the results came back and indeed he was poz. He thought for sure this was a death sentence but Becky had been looking at meds that would help. Luckily being in California the meds offered were nearby so they both sought out to get them so Robert could begin taking them immediately. About a week later Robert felt a lot better so he went back to work. During the next several months Robert didn't have any sex. He helped Becky get everything ready for the twins arrival. Finally the big day arrived and out came two healthy baby boys. David and Sam. David favored Robert and Sam favored Becky. At least they could tell them apart. Being fearful of any cuts that Robert got both he and Becky kept an eye on his viral count. By the time the twins were born Robert was undetectable. He was still cautious with the twins. The twins were growing up quickly and so was Robert's appetite for sex. Fearing spreading the virus he fucked a few guys with a condom but it just wasn't the same. He missed the natural feeling of a raw ass and shooting his cum into a warm ass. Summer was approaching and Becky wanted to go visit her mom so she could see the twins. Robert didn't have a problem with this and said he could manage the clinic until she got back. So around mid June Becky boarded a plane with the twins and Robert was all alone. He wanted, no needed to share his poz load with someone. After Becky left he headed home and cleaned up. He knew his destination was going to be the adult theater. He headed out and his cock was hard as a rock and leaking precum. He didn't wear much. Just a shirt, shorts, no underwear, and flip flops. He didn't intend on staying dressed for long. Once he arrived at the theater it wasn't that busy. It was still early but he had all the time in the world. He paid the fee and went into the back. He settled into the large area where the mattress was and took off his clothes. It wasn't but about thirty seconds when the twink he fucked the last time came walking in. Robert recognized him immediately and told the little bitch to get undressed and lay on the mattress. As soon as the twink was on his back Robert was on top of him. Robert wasn't going to show the little bitch any mercy so he shoved his cock up the twinks ass without mercy. The twink yelped in pain but Robert didn't care. He fucked the little slut mercilessly. Unfortunately Robert didn't last too long since it had been a while since his last orgasm. He came in buckets inside the twinks ass. After he calmed down his cock remained hard. After coming to his senses he realized he basically raped the poor kid. He started to apologize but the kid brought Robert's head down to his and kissed Robert. He told Robert that was the hottest fuck he'd ever had. He then had Robert get on his back and the twink started sucking Robert's cock. He cleaned up the cum and blood off of Robert's cock and once Robert's cock was clean he straddled Robert and lowered himself back onto Robert's cock. He rode Robert gently because his ass was now tender. By this time several men had gathered around enjoying the show. Two of the gentlemen joined in. One put his cock to Robert's mouth to be sucked on and the other guy did the same thing with the twink. After riding Robert's cock for nearly thirty minutes Robert cum again inside the twink. This excited the two guys and they each shot their loads into the mouths that were sucking them. The gentlemen left and the others just tucked their cocks away to save for later. Robert and the twink were alone and they actually talked a bit. The twinks name was Jason and he asked Robert if he had gotten the bug. Robert said yes but he was undetectable at the moment. To Robert's surprise Jason was still negative despite being a little slut. Jason looked disappointed that Robert was undetectable but something about Jason stirred something in Robert. Jason was homeless since his parents kicked him out for being gay. Robert invited Jason back to his place to get the kid a descent meal. Robert wanted to help Jason so he offered Jason a job at the clinic to help clean up. Since he and Becky shared the house he called her up to check on her and the twins. He explained the situation with Jason and if Jason was willing to baby sit then he could stay with them. Robert told Jason and Jason teared up and thanked Robert. He knew Robert didn't have to do this. Robert and Jason kissed and then headed off to get a shower. Robert found some clothes that Jason could wear until they went shopping. Robert fixed them some dinner and after dinner they sat in the living room sipping wine and making out. The one thing on Jason's mind while they were making out is why would this guy who Jason at the time thought was married be fucking guys. That was something he wanted an answer to because he was confused. Before long they were both tired so they went to Robert's room to get some sleep. Jason slept like a rock. It had been over a year since he slept in a warm bed. Upon waking Jason had no idea how his life was about to change. But the one thing he wondered he would have to wait another week until Becky got back home with the twins. How would he face Becky knowing he had been taking her husband's cock? Did she even know Robert was gay? Jason wasn't in the room when Robert spoke with Becky on the phone. Jason's nerves were acting up because he didn't want to cause any friction. Jason put those thoughts out of his head when he felt Robert's cock at the entrance to his ass. Jason got a huge grin on his face and then gave Robert what he wanted. He backed his ass onto Robert's cock and Robert started fucking him slowly. This slow fucking was driving Jason wild. Robert was hitting his prostrate just right and Jason had two hands free orgasms before Robert unloaded another huge load up his ass. They snuggled a bit and kissed and then went down to have breakfast. The day flew by since most of it was spent shopping. They didn't have sex that night because Robert wanted them well rested before work. Jason enjoyed his new job mostly because he got to look at Robert. The week was fairly uneventful until Friday arrived and Jason knew Becky would be be back that evening. After work they headed to the airport to pick up Becky and the twins. Jason and Becky meet and their worlds collide. They actually know each other much to Robert's surprise.

I don't know why I have never posted in this thread before. It's possible the term "star" in the thread title turned me away because I am the furthest thing from a porn *star*. Still, I see a couple of guys have posted who have been in just one or two scenes which describes me perfectly. I did one scene for Natural Born Breeders (it's terrible---I would ask you not to look it up but I know you will anyway) and I am in the Pig Week 2017 video. Rumor has it I am going to be in another video filming at the end of November so that would make for three scenes total. Here's a screenshot from the Pig Week video with me in the middle in the yellow and black singlet:

It was morning and I wondered what Dillon had in mind for tonight, when he would text and all. I waited and lunch went by and then it was almost dinner time and he text saying how about you come to my place tonight around 9 and we can watch a movie. I text him back sure and he sent me his address. It was about 830 so I began to walk over and I made it to his apartment off campus. He had a nice place and he had a movie for us to watch and he was a gentleman and we watched and were under the covers and our bodies touch and he put his arm around me and held me while we watched and as the movie came an and I wondered if he was going to kiss me and if he would like my panties and my bra. I did not get a chance to find out, he popped up and said he would walk me home, I thought okay he may kiss me good night and we talked and walked and he even held my hand and he dropped me at my dorm and left. Why did not not kiss me, was there something wrong with me? Then a text came across my phone night, I had a really great time. I felt better and got undressed and went to bed. I did not hear from him for two days and it was killing me, I finally text him with a simple "hi" and he text me back and said hey I was just thinking about you. I have thought about you a lot. I like you! I felt hearts and butterflies and I text back I like you too. When can we hang out again Dillon text and I text back tonight! There was a long pause and then he text tomorrow night? How is 8? Your place again? He said yes and I confirmed I would be at his place at 8. We watched a movie again, he held me and right after he popped up and walked me home and then gave me a little kiss and broke it off quickly. Two more days and I was needing to see him and my body started to ache wanting to be with him. Why did not try to sleep with me. Then he text, free tomorrow night? I have been invited to a buddies house for a little party, do you want to go? I immediately text "Yes" He text back good, meet me at my place at 7 and we can head over. I showed up at 6:45 and I came in a tight skirt and top showing off my goods. I really wanted him to notice me and to be with me. When he answered the door he told me how great looked and how much fun we were going to have. He invited me in and he had a couple shots laying out he handed me one. I told him I had not had anything but beer before and he said you will love it. He said it was a lemon drop, he showed me how to do it and then watched while I downed it and he handed me another and before we left I had three. I felt warm inside and very different then I have ever felt. We drove over which was a good thing I am not sure I could have walked all that way and before we went in he kissed me again. It was short and quick and then he opened my door and helped me out and we went to the door. Dillon must have told them we were almost there because they had another set of shot for me when I got there and Dillon said I need to down these three and I hesitated but I did. He leaned in and kissed my neck and I was reassured I was doing the right thing. I was felling really dizzy by now and Dillon helped me to the sofa. He whispered rest here babe, I need to help my buddy Andrew with a few things and up till now I had only seen Andrew, he looked like he was the same age as Dillon but everyone else seemed to be older. A lot older, I hard one of the guys say that the boys out performed tonight. Then a bunch of them laughed. Two of the older guys came over and sat beside me. Once undid my skirt and one the buttons on my blouse. I lifted my arms to stop them but they both deflected my arms and kept working my clothes off. I wanted to scream but I could only say stop lightly and and they both laughed and sad we are. My blouse came off first, my purple bra was now on display for all to see. The guys to my left rubbed his hand on hit and told the group how soft it was. Then my skirt was pulled off and my matching lace panties could not be seen. I wore these for Dillon and nobody else. Just then my bra snapped and the guy to my left. skinny guy about 5'11 with slightly balding head had undid my bra and then leaned down to suck on my left nipple and then the right. Please stop I slurred. Suddenly it all stopped and the skinny guy picked me up and carried me to the bedroom. My panties were the only things on. Out of the corner of my eye I say Dillon and Andrew and I was placed on the bed and and Dillon came over and started to rub his hands in my hair and tell me how beautiful I am and Andrew got between my legs and pulled my panties to the side and started to lick my pussy and then tongue me and play with my clit and I could not help but moan, Dillon grabbed my right breast and held it and told me that looked so hot. He tweaked my nipples and told me to let go and it was not more than a minute and I came really hard as Dillon twisted my nipple and told me what a good girl I was. Andrew pulled my panties off and pushed my legs further apart and the two guys from the sofa held them open and he lined up his dick and slowly pressed into me. It hurt he must have a pretty big dick. I was whimpering and moaning and making noises I have never made and Dillon held me tighter and told me I was amazing and he wanted me to be his girlfriend and I loved that but why was his friend fucking me if he wanted me to be his girlfriend it really did not make sense but he held me and kept me tight and before long Andrew shoved in me deep which hurt and he shot his load in me. I could feel that big dick pulsing inside. Then he pulled out and Dillon gave me a big dick. Longer than he had ever given me before and he got between my legs, two guys holding my legs apart still and she shoved in and it felt better, he was not as thick but seemed longer as he sank deep and the he fucked me and would kiss me and suck my nipples and he then shot his load in me. he pulled out and went to the rest room and Andrew came over and held me, he was dressed by this time and he told me I was a really hot fuck and he loved being inside me. The told me he wants to be my boyfriend and to make love to me often. I was really confused, I wanted to Dillon's girlfriend but now Andrew wanted to date me. He leaned down and kissed me and his tongue was in my mouth for a long time and when he broke he told me he would see me very soon and he had to go. The skinny guy was replaced my a really tall burly man. He was really muscled and the skinny man began to slide his dick on my wet cummy pussy and he took his time and then finally slipped between my lips and he seemed really thick also. Dillon resurfaced and he now was dressed and he held me and gave me a huge kiss and then held my breast as skinny starting to fuck me and he was so big. He had to be long too. he kept bottoming out inside me and he was telling everyone I had a magic pussy. He fucked me for 10 to 15 minutes straight and then hew grunted over and over as he shot loads of cum inside me and then said fuck I needed that. He looked at Dillon and said you get the best fucking pussy bro. With that Dillon pinched my nipple really hard and gave me another deep kiss and got up to leave. I turned my head and I saw the old skinny guy hand him a wad of cash and shake his hand and Andrew and Dillon took off and left me there with a room full of older guys. The next two guys were really unremarkable. I could not even tell you what they looked like but they had smaller dicks and it gave my pussy a rest. Then a late 20's or early 30's red head sat beside me and started to fondle my breast and he leaned in and kissed me. He was good looking and he asked me if he kissed well? I had no idea what to say but I shook my head yes and then it looked like the same guy to my left and he leaned in and kissed me. He asked if he kissed better than his brother. OMG two identical twins were making out with me. While they were distracting another guy the big burly guy was not between my legs and she put this beer can dick against my pussy lips and the twins in unison grabbed my breast and one put his hand over my mouth and the guys sank in and I felt like was tearing in two and screamed into his hand. The other brother whispered in my ear to open up that little cunt. Let him have your pussy baby. This was more than any woman could take, omg. The big burly guy pulled out a minute and off cam the hand and I whispered please do not let him do that again and just about then the other brother put his hand on my mouth and I screamed but not as long or as lough again and this time he kept his thick dick deep in me and the other brother kept telling me to breath baby while his evil twin kept telling me I was a great little slut. He said only a whore would let a guy like that tear up her pussy and he could not wait to see my gaping cummy pussy when he was done with me. Just then he pulled out and shoved it back in. This wen ton for 10 minutes and it started to slide in easier and after another five minutes I started to moan. My muscled had stretched and relaxed and he was starting to feel good. Off came the hand and they both twisted my nipples and a hand slide down to my clit and rubbed me gently as he hammered slowly and I came really hard and load. The brother to the right whispered good slut, you know you love big dick and you were made to take dick all night long and the other brother kissed me. Soon enough burly shot off deep in me and I felt so wet, he seemed like he shot a gallon of cum and he pulled out and slapped my left tit and said he would need more of that. Five more guys shot in me while the brother played off each other, one good and one evil and finally we were the only three in the room. The nice bother got on the bed and his evil twin rolled me on him and pushed my legs up so I was on my knees, he lifted his bothers dick to my wet cummy pussy lips and the log I rolled on was pressed into my lips and he lifted me up a little and the head popped between my lips and he lowered me onto his dick. his brother instinctively started to fuck me and before long It was felling great. I had been stretched by burly and what would have been really tight started to feel amazing. I was moaning and evil put this rubber piece in my mouth and then tied it around my head. I could not bit down and I was afraid I might not be able to breath but he whispered breath through your noses slut, just breath trough your nose. I did as he said but I had no idea why he would put this on me in the first place and moment later I realize. He stated to rub my pussy lips with his fingers while his brother fucked me and then I felt it, the same big dick trying to squeeze into me. The pushed and I made noises but they were muffled and then after what seemed like for ever I think I ripped open and he was sliding into me right nest to his bother. They sat still while I started to cry from the pain and the idea that I was being stretch out just like a whore. If I was not already one I would soon be. Then they started to fuck me, it went on for a long time and the more they fucked the looser I go and evil finally said that's it slut open that cunt up and great ready for our nut. The both started to fuck me hard and good shot off first and then evil three minutes later. They both pulled out and we fell asleep there for a few hours. I woke up and they both had their arms around and and each had two fingers snaked into my wet pussy. I really wanted to try to sneak out but how was I going to get out of this. Where was Dillon, Andrew? How would I get home? I decided to fall asleep for a little more if I could sleep with their fingers in me. I do not want to get double fucked again, I am just starting to feel like I am tightening up but their fingers inside me keep flexing in their sleep and it is making me really wet.

I would gladly shout out to my gifter: "I WANNA GET AIDS!"

I agree it’s genetic. Some predatory adults can tell who will and who won’t. Whether you acted on that or not did not make you gay, you always just were. As for me I dressed in drag for Halloween at school at age 7. I was buddies with the girls. I had offers for sex from older boys and adults but I politely refused. The Scoutmaster was really pissed and led the other boys to ostracize me to cover his tracks, although I told him I would not say anything. He was an asshole. I did kiss one boy at 14 to seal my promise not to tell that he offered sex. Of course I liked that. But in 1966 I did not want to be gay. I eventually was seduced by a friends younger brother at 16 (he was 14) but I stopped because I was sure we would get caught. I still believe I was right to do that because he was not real sharp. I came out at 20, pretty much a total pig right off the starting line. Surrounded by straight friends who tolerated me but could not comprehend that, it was hard to break free of their company and find a new set of friends. I still believe anyone who is NOT a pig is lacking something or mentally defective.

I'd love to use him when he is high.. play with his body stretch his asshole and do anything nasty when he has no will of his own

I need to be suckin on a filthy fukkkin shithole-----

10. Jay Even after Doug dropped his thick load in my hole, his dick remained impressively hard. I had expected his shaft to grow limp and for his pace to slow down before his dick fell out of my well-fucked hole. But instead, Doug's shaft remained hard and he continued to thrust in and out of my hole. Each stroke pushed the accumulated jizz deeper into me and spread it out along my hole. Just six hours ago, I would have never dreamt of being fucked so intensely. But now, after several guys had used me, each one depositing his load inside of me, it felt almost natural. "Fuck," I moaned. Aiden was now standing in front of me, his body pressed up against mine. I was sandwiched between these two men, their bodies pressed up against my own torso, holding me in place as one of them forced his dick into my almost virginal hole. Even though it was a rough, aggressive fuck, I felt safe between the two men. Doug was nibbling on my back, whispering something I couldn't quite catch, but made me feel safe. "Oh god, that feels good," I grunted. Doug had just pressed the full length of his dick into me and pushed a thick load of spooge deep into my guts. It felt so honorable and perfect to be taking these loads and, in the moment, I couldn't imagine any other way to fuck. "Damn," I moaned once more. "Feel good?" Aiden asked. I nodded in reply. I was starting to lose track of where I was, of what had happened. All I cared about was that feeling of dick in my hole. It was a little scary letting go and letting Doug take such advantage of me. But It felt so fucking right at the same time. "It's good," Aiden whispered in my ear. "Let him fuck you." I lost myself in the deep, repetitive thrusts. Doug was an expert cocksman, and he knew how to fuck me. Plus, as Doug pounded my hole, Aiden held me tight, kissing me and whispering reassurances in my ear. I could feel his cock press against my groin and my leg; it was just as hard as Doug's and I couldn't wait to feel it in me. Despite enduring the reality of Doug's cock, I lost track of time, pushed forward by dreaming the fantasy of Aiden's dick. "You gonna cum again?" Aiden suddenly interjected. I looked back, as best I could with Aiden's broad arms wrapped around my torso. I could just barely see Doug in the low light. His face was locked in an ecstatic determination; he was on the edge of cumming a second time. I tightened my ass; I wanted to milk that load out of him and make him anoint my hole once more with his fluid. "DAYUM," Doug grunted, and he slammed his cock deep into me. "Fucking sweet hole on you boy. Getting a second load. Fucking milking me dry." "Give it to me," I moaned, and pressed back against his dick. In my gut, I felt the familiar warm bloom that I now knew to mean Doug had just shot another load into me. There was a second and a third jet of cum into me; the sequel was at least as good as the original. "Fucking hungry hole on you boy," Doug grunted in my ear, as he shoved his dick back into me, and spurt twice more into my hole. "You and I gotta play again soon. I'm gonna have to get to know this hole properly." He shoved his dick back in once more, and a sixth spurt of semen landed in my gut. The warmth from his cock was spreading across my body and made me feel protected and safe. Although I hardly knew Doug, I felt comfortable around him. Certainly, comfortable enough to meet with him again and to let him cum in my hole once more. "I'll make sure that happens," Aiden said. Doug had stopped pounding my hole and I felt his cock soften. I squeezed my hole one last time, in order to get the last drops of semen from him. I was dreading being empty but at least Aiden had promised to fuck me next. "Do that," Doug said and he slowly pulled his dick out of my hole. "I can't wait." He leaned against me, his hairy chest now wet with sweat from his intense fucking. "Looking forward to our next time," he whispered in my ear. "I'll make sure it's a big load." "Me too," I said, although my mind had already leapt ahead, hungry for more dick. I didn't want to wait to get back to Aiden's apartment; every second without my ass being filled was an eternity of torment. I wanted Aiden to fuck me right there, in the open and in front of all these unknown men. "So badly," I managed to say, right as Doug stood up, and stepped back. "Can't wait," Doug said, and he left me, still in Aiden's arms. Aiden leaned in and kissed me. It was a long kiss, deep and intimate. I let his tongue explore my mouth and longed for his cock to do the same. As he kissed me, Aiden let his hands drop down, finding my ass, and gently pulled apart my butt cheeks. The air was cool against my exposed asshole, but it felt good. I spread my legs slightly, giving him easier access to my hole. "Feeling good?" he whispered in my ear. "Yeah," I said. "Really good." "You want to go back to my place?" he asked. "And I can finally get into that hot ass of yours." He pushed a finger against my hole. It slid in easily, using the accumulated lube from all the men who had the pleasure of fucking me. "Damn," he said. "That's a wet hole." "Doesn't have yours in it yet," I said. "I want you to cum in me." I was surprised but not shocked to hear myself say that. It felt natural to ask another man to cum in me, especially a man like Aiden. "Don't worry," Aiden replied. "I'm gonna cum in you. Many times. But not before getting to enjoy this hole." His finger had slid deeper into me, but it was more a cruel tease having neither the length nor the girth of what I felt trapped behind his underwear. "Let's go," he said and kissed me long and deep. As we kissed, another man came up behind me, and pressed against me. For a moment, I thought it was Doug returning, but he was both shorter and less hairy than the earlier man. "I heard you had brought a new friend," the stranger said. Aiden broke off the kiss, and looked up, over my shoulder at the new man. "Edward," he said, smiling. "Yeah," he said, turning me around to face the new man. "This is Jay. Jay, meet Edward." I looked him over; I guessed him in his mid-thirties, a bit shorter than me, but sporting a big cock in his tight white jockstrap. He had a beard, and there were flecks of grey in it. Even though he was shorter than me, I could feel the masculine power and energy radiating off of him. I wanted to get down on my knees in front of him and worship his cock. "Hi," I said. I was almost blushing; despite my arousal, my dick was still limp. I was embarrassed for a man like him to find me like this. I wanted to ask him to fuck me, but somehow, I wasn't able to say it. "Hi," Edward said, then turned his attention to Aiden. "Damon told me about him. Sounds like he's just the way I like." "I know how you like them," Aiden said. "That's why you can't have him. At least not tonight." "Ha!" Edward said. He turned back to me. "Aiden's taking care of you?" he asked me. I nodded in agreement. Aiden had wrapped one arm around me and the other hand was covering my too-soft dick. "You been having fun?" he continued. I nodded as well. Edward reached down and pushed Aiden's hand out of the way. He played briefly with my cock. This time I did blush, ashamed of my impotence. But he only brushed lightly over my cock and instead settled on my balls. Edward squeezed them gently. It was just enough for me to gasp slightly; that elicited a broad smile from Edward. Aiden pulled me a bit closer to him. "He is taking good care of you," Edward said. Still holding onto my balls, he continued. "You been partying tonight?" My feeling of befuddlement must have been obvious. "You know, smoking the glass pipe?" He squeezed slightly, a reminder that I had to tell the truth. I remembered the pipe Tucker had shared with me. "Yeah," I said. "I did." "That's my kind of boy," Edward said, but Aiden didn't loosen his hold on me. He pulled out a thin black case. "You want to keep the party going?" he asked. He turned to Aiden. "You mind if I share a bowl with the boy? You want to join?" "It's been a while for me," Aiden said. "A few months now." I blushed again, and my cock shrank even more. I had just admitted to using drugs in front of these two men. I wondered what Aiden would say next, right after he had said he hadn't used in so long. "But I bet the boy would enjoy it." He turned to me. "I know you can handle it. Just know your limits." A pause, then he turned back to Edward. "Know your limits too," he said, with a bit of an edge in his voice. "Of course," Edward said, with a hint of defensiveness in his voice. But it disappeared as he smiled, holding up a glass pipe just like the one I shared with Tucker and Damon. "You sure you don't want to share?" he asked. The pipe was close enough that I could see the details I had missed the first time, the details like the slight imperfection at the edge of the hole at the top, the milky whiteness of the long tube, or the beautiful crackle of the white drug in the bowl. Each one drew me in and reminded me how good I was feeling. I didn't want to stop it, not yet at least, when there was still the rest of the night to play with Aiden. "You go first," Aiden said to me. "Do a good hit for me." It wasn't clear if he was giving me permission to do party with Edward or if he was saying that he was going to join the two of us in sharing the pipe. I remembered how it had felt when Damon had shotgunned the hit to me with his dick buried in my ass. I wanted to share that same feeling of closeness with Aiden. But first, Edward lit the torch and held it under the glass bowl. I watched as the drugs melted and smoked, and then he stuck the stem into his mouth. He inhaled slowly and carefully, draining the bowl several times. Once his lungs were full, he took the pipe from his mouth, and stuck it into mine. "Do it," he said to me, holding the torch under the bowl. I had gathered the basics from earlier, and following Edward's lead, I inhaled deeply. The clouds were so much smoother than the weed I normally smoked, and it was easy to take a big hit. "That's what I want to see," Edward said. "Now, hold it for me." As he spoke, I could see him exhale a thick cloud right into my face. "That smells good," Aiden said. "Brings back memories." "Do a hit," Edward said. "Just enough to get you in the mood." "I'm not sure," Aiden said. I wanted to tell him to do it. I wanted him just as relaxed and carefree as I was. I wanted him as intense as Damon had been. "Shotgun him," Edward told me. I leaned back, and Aiden met my lips with his. I exhaled my hit into his mouth and he inhaled, letting his lungs fill up. "Fuck, that's hot." He was stroking his jockstrap, his bulge straining against the fabric. Aiden and I kissed more, his tongue exploring my mouth. "That's good shit," Aiden said, finally exhaling the thick cloud. "Really good." "You know I have the best," Edward said. "You want another hit?" he asked. Aiden paused for a second, thinking. Finally, he spoke. "Yeah," he said. "I do." He smiled at me. "But give it to him," Aiden continued. Edward put the pipe back in my mouth, and we enacted the now-familiar ritual of heating the drugs and inhaling the thick clouds. I kissed Aiden again, and exhaled the hit. We repeated this twice more, the two of us feeling the freedom of the crystal hitting our blood. "Do one with Edward," Aiden finally said, as he exhaled a dense white cloud. "Fuck yeah," Edward said. "You ready for this?" he asked. I nodded, and he took the pipe from me. He stuck it in his mouth and I watched him hit it. Once more, he took his time, making sure the bowl was always full of the white vapors. "I like partying with you," Aiden whispered in my ear. "A lot," he said. I was transfixed Edward, watching him continue to hit the pipe. I had the presence of mind to nod. The drugs were hitting me hard and the familiar sexual urges were ricocheting around my head. "Me too," I finally said. "Good," Aiden said. "We'll do that." Edward took the pipe out of his mouth and smiled at me. "Your turn," he said, and pressed his mouth against mine. There was no mistaking who was the dominant man here; before I realized what I was doing, I had opened my mouth and let his tongue force its way into me. He exhaled and a condensed cloud of pure bliss filled my airways. "You got a pipe?" he asked Aiden. "I think I do." "Tell you what," Edward said. "If you have Jay here return it, you can borrow my pipe. Just in case." My heart jumped. As I gasped, the cloud escaped my lungs and engulfed my head. "One more hit for you, I think," Edward said. He put the pipe in his mouth. It was still warm, so it only took a second before the bowl filled up. This hit was bigger than the previous one. "Sounds good to me," Aiden said. "I bet Jay would like that. Wouldn't you Jay?" I heard Aiden, but I couldn't take my eyes off of Edward. He was staring at me, his brown eyes studying me, seemingly seeking out my weaknesses and vulnerabilities. "Yeah," I finally said, immediately worried that I had taken a step too far. Edward removed the pipe. He winked at me, then leaned in and we kissed. I expected him to exhale immediately, but instead we kissed. I was hungry for everything he would give me -- his tongue, his drugs, but most of all, I was once more craving cock. "Yeah," I said, taking a second to catch my breath. "I would like it." Edward exhaled and my lungs inflated with the thick cloud. I had no real idea what drug I was taking, but it was the last thing I was concerned about. All that mattered was getting another hit. "We're going to have so much fun," Edward whispered, his lungs now drained into mine. "Just the two of us. Getting to know each other properly." He reached down and grabbed my balls. He squeezed, once more finding that perfect pressure right at the edge of pain. "I'm going to have so much fun with you." He squeezed just a little harder and I gasped. The thick cloud escaped, and my head was swirling with agony of his playing with my balls. "Careful, now," Aiden muttered. There was a growl in his voice and my hole twitched at the depraved masculinity. "Right," Edward said. He released his hold on my balls and in relief, I exhaled the last of the hit. Edward stepped back and stuck the pipe and torch back in the case. From the waistband of his jockstrap, he pulled a small baggie, and put it in the case as well. "Teener for you. I want it well smoked when you bring it back." "Don't worry about that," Aiden said. His arm was still wrapped around me, holding me tight, seemingly protecting me from Aiden. "He's gonna be wanting more soon enough." "And I've got it," Edward said, grabbing his crotch. He had the cocky swagger of a confident older man which let him pull off such a bro move. "Leon's here tonight," he said to Aiden, before closing the case and handing it to him. "Perfect," Aiden said. "I'll make the connection." "Aiden knows my number," Edward said to me. He leaned in and kissed me one last time. "Looking forward to our time together," he said, before disappearing back into the crowd. Once more, it was just Aiden and myself. He turned me back around, facing him. "Let's get ready. I can't wait to get inside you." I nodded in agreement. My mind was racing, thinking about everything that we would do, and I didn't want to wait. I leaned in and kissed Aiden. "I want you inside me," I said. "So badly." I pressed my body against him. His cock was hard; I reached down and tried to pull his underwear off. "We have all night for that," Aiden said, as he pushed my hand away. "One last friend for you meet." We stepped away from the corner, and Aiden pushed his way through the crowd. "If I know him, he'll be by the bar," Aiden said, as he pulled me through the mass of men. The men were less dressed, and most were coated with a layer of sweat that came with fucking. Occasionally a man would grab my ass; once a man pressed his finger against my hole. I had to force myself not to reach back and spread my ass open for him. The crystal had hit me hard; all I could think about was getting close to another man, feeling his hard penis press into me, and then shoot a big load in my hole. I remembered how warm I had felt when the other men came inside me and how safe and protected it made me feel. I wanted to feel that feeling again. "I see him," Aiden said. "By the bar, of course." I looked over to where Aiden indicated. There was a pool of light illuminating the table; there were various bottles of liquor and beer all over it. There was a guy a little shorter than me with thick brown hair and a beard. He looked like he was only a few years older than me. Like the other men in the room, he was naked, except for a dark green backpack slung over one shoulder. "Leo," Aiden said. "Wow. Aiden Wolfe. Didn't expect to meet up with you," he said. "How's it going? And who's your friend?" He looked up and checked me out, lingering on my still-soft dick. "Leo, this is Jay," Aiden said. He turned to me. "Jay, this is Leo, another old buddy of mine." "He means I was his dealer," Leo said. "I see you've been enjoying your night here." "He has," Aiden answered for me. "And looking to keep the party going. You got a teener?" "Of course," Leo said. "$75." "I'll get my wallet," Aiden said. "Take care of Jay while I'm gone." "Of course," Leo said, and pulled me in close. His furry chest brushed against mine and his cock hit my thigh. "You're a sexy one," he whispered in my ear. The thick fur of his mustache tickled a bit, but also sent a tingle down my spine, right to my hole. "Thanks," I murmured. I was trying to stay still, but every muscle in my body was taut, dying for the merest brush of his body against me. "You too," I said, and finally forced myself to reach out and stroke his cock. It had been easy to see that he was already erect, but it took touching him to realize just how hard his cock was. It wasn't as huge as Damon's, or what Aiden seemed to have, but it was still very respectable, with a good thickness to it. "You want that inside you?" Leo whispered in my ear. "Yeah," I replied. "Me too," Leo said. "First time here?" I nodded. "Yeah," I said. Leo glanced down; even in the narrow space between us, I knew he could see my cock. Unlike his rugged and erect manhood, my cock was still painfully soft. "Partying, I take it?" "Yeah," I said. In the moment, I was totally unable to meet his eyes, and felt myself blush. "It happens. I took a V," he said. He leaned in and kissed me. His beard was softer than I expected when it rubbed against my face. "Can I fuck you?" he whispered to me as he broke off the kiss. "You are so fucking sexy." "Yeah," I said. I shivered in anticipation. His dick was warm against my skin. It would feel so good when he slid the full length of it into me. "Please. Fuck me." "I haven't cum yet tonight," he said. The crystal racing through my veins allowed me to believe him when he said it. I wanted to get every drop of his cum in my hole. "Give it to me," I said. Aiden was going to be back any moment, but it didn't matter. No matter how close Aiden lived, it was still going to take too long to get to his place, and I was ravenous for sperm. I had already taken so many loads, one more would not matter in the slightest. "Just fuck me." "You're grabbing it by the horns," Leo said. "You're gonna remember this night good." He spun me around and pushed me down over the bar. As I got face to face with a bottle of "naval strength gin," my ass popped up. "Fuck," Leo said. "That's a well-used hole." Before I could say anything, he stuck his face in my crack and began to lick my hole. "Fuck," I moaned, as his beard rubbed over my throbbing anus. I was suddenly thankful for how soft his mustache was; it would be near agony for me to endure stiff bristles. "Oh fuck," I moaned again as his tongue gently pressed into my hole. "Fucking cummy hole," he said. "Guess you like to get barebacked, huh?" I grunted and nodded. I knew there was something I needed to be sacred about, some reason why "good boys" didn't get barebacked by strangers. But it was hard to remember, especially as Leo's tongue pressed into my hole, licking up the sperm that had dripped down. "And you get bred too, huh?" I nodded again. "Breed me," I moaned. I had seen online porn where the girls had moaned like I just did. I now understood why they moaned and how bad the need could be. "Give me your seed," I grunted, no longer caring what Leo thought of me, so long as I got his load. "Fucking bareback that hole," Leo muttered. He was rubbing his dickhead along my crack, getting it lubed up and ready to penetrate me. "Sweet, spermy hole," he continued. He had stopped stroking his dick and was now lining it up with my hole. "So fucking wet," he said, and pressed it into me. There was a moment of sharp pain, but it quickly dissipated as Leo's cock pressed into my sperm-filled guts. As the accumulated sperm coated and lubricated Leo's cock, the feeling transmuted into utter bliss. I was getting fucked, and I was loving it. "I see you made short work of him," Aiden suddenly said. I looked to my right; he was standing there holding his pants and shirt in one hand, my cargo shorts and tank top in the other. "Yeah," Leo said. "It was easy. Your boy is in heat tonight." Aiden draped our clothes over a nearby bar stool. He leaned in and kissed me, his tongue probing deep in my mouth. It felt nice to have him near me, to be tenderly making out with me even as another man fucked my hole. "Just want to make sure he has a good time tonight." "Well, I know what will help you two have a great time," Leo said. Aiden looked down, and I suddenly noticed a plate right next to me, already set up with the now-familiar glass pipe and torch. "Go ahead," he said. "Sure," Aiden said. He stuck the pipe in his mouth, lit the torch, and started to heat the bowl. "Forgot how fucking good this shit is," he said, as the first bit of white clouds appeared in the bowl. "Get yourself twisted," Leo said. "Jay would appreciate it." "I know," Aiden said. He ran a hand along my back, starting at my ass, and ending up resting on my shoulder. "He's definitely a catch." He returned his hand back to the pipe, gently rolling the stem as he inhaled deeply. Leo forced his dick into my hole, filling me up. I gasped, but at the same time, tightened up my hole, trying to keep him inside me for as long as possible. "Oh fuck," Leo moaned. "He's a hungry one." He pulled his cock out slightly, then pushed back in. It reminded me just how deep I had been fucked over the course of the night and how much spooge was still deep in my guts. "Here," Aiden said. I looked over my shoulder. Leo leaned in and pressed his mouth against Aiden's. It was hot to watch the two men make out and see the beards of the two men pressed together, as Aiden's salt-and-pepper whiskers mixed with Leo's dark brown fur. I wanted to make them happy, make them feel like real men, strong and dominant. I already had one of their cocks in me, and it was only a matter of time before Aiden would fuck me as well. Aiden exhaled the hit into Leo's waiting mouth. "Fuck that was good," Aiden said. "This one is for you," he said, looking right at me. I pushed myself up a bit, careful not to disturb Leo's cock, still lodged deep in my asshole. Aiden put the still-warm pipe back in his mouth and started to inhale even before the torch was under the bowl. "I want to see you get nice and high," Leo said. I wasn't sure if he was talking to Aiden, me, or both of us. In a thick white cloud, he exhaled the rest of the hit. It drifted down towards me slowly, as Aiden continued huffing on the pipe. Leo continued. "Does he know how horny you get when you are tweaked?" "He's gonna find out," Aiden said. "Aren't you?" He exhaled a small hit, just enough for me to get the slightest hint of its scent. My ass throbbed, anticipating the pleasure of one more hit from the pipe. Aiden put the pipe back in his mouth. This time it was the hit I was going to take, a long, slow, intense draw from the pipe. I wondered how much was too much, but quickly decided that I wasn't there yet. "Please?" I grunted. It was for both of them, for Leo to force his cock deeper into me, and for Aiden to force his hit into my lungs. I remembered how Damon had held his hand over my mouth and nose. For a second, I missed Damon's forthright intensity. But then I remembered the terror of the encroaching blackness. But then, Aiden leaned in for the shotgun. His beard was stiffer than Leo's, more like a man's whiskers should be. It scratched slightly, but I still willingly opened my mouth and accepted his hit. It was thick and intense, and I felt the rush of the drug almost immediately. "Fuuuck," Leo grunted, as he watched just how much of the cloud still dripped out from between Aiden and myself. "That's gonna get you in fucking orbit!" "Me or him?" Aiden asked. "Both of you, I guess," Leo said. This hit was more than I wanted, coming so quickly on what Edward had fed to me. But I didn't care. Leo's cock was lodged in my ass and Edward's tongue was deep in my mouth. I was happy and the drugs were not going to make it any worse. "Glad to see you back with us," Leo said. Aiden leaned back and kissed Leo. "It's nice to be back. One more for you?" Aiden asked. "Of course," Leo said. "It'll do you good too." "I know," Aiden said. He started to heat the bowl again. "So, fucking good. And so nice to be sharing it with men like you." He put the pipe in his mouth and used his free hand to brush my back. It was another long, careful hit from the pipe, and then he kissed Leo. The two men made out longer than they needed, enjoying the carefree liberty the drugs gave them to simultaneously explore their masculinity and sexuality. As they kissed, Leo's cock throbbed and he leaked some of his pre-cum into my hole. "Fuck," Leo grunted, struggling to keep the cloud in his lungs. His pounding had been steady and intense, and he would not be able to hold his breath for too long. Still, from the way that one hit had affected me, he had potent drugs, and even the few seconds would be enough. "Yeah," he said. "Good drugs. Good men. Good fucks." He exhaled, and kissed Aiden one more time. "You want it?" he asked, turning his attention to me. "Hell yeah," I grunted. "Fucking breed me." He was just one more man in the night's slow parade, but he was still every inch a man. It was his birthright to cum in me, and I would not deny it. "Load me up." "Is he?" Leo asked. He had leaned into Aiden, and I almost didn't catch what he said. "No," Aiden said. "Not yet. He's spoken for, but he's definitely needy." "So needy," Leo said. He was talking about me, saying that I was needy. I didn't know if I was supposed to the proud or ashamed of the label. But in my cum-soaked gut, I knew it was true. I had lost track of the loads I had taken, but they were nowhere near enough. I needed cum. I would always need cum. "Give him what he needs," Leo said, slamming his cock into me. "Fuck," I grunted. The cum in my hole was still lubricating Leo's cock, but it would not last forever. I needed a refresher, and luckily, Leo was right about to explode. "Breed me," I moaned, squeezing my ass tight around Leo's hard cock. "Damnnn," Leo moaned. He slammed his cock into me one last time and exploded. In contrast to Doug, Leo's orgasm was blistering and intense, his hot cum spraying from his dickhead and literally burning my insides. I must have twitched, because Leo grabbed my hips and held me in place. "Need you to take this load," he muttered. "Oh god, it's so fucking hot," I said, scrambling to acclimate myself to the stiffness of his orgasmic cock and the heat of his fresh semen. "You’re fucking cumming in me."

Certainly did some discrete fucking on the dance floor as both top and bottom (or better yet, both - lucky pierre!) during the 80's and 90's. Having done modelling for several gay mags and some coffee table books - as well as the 1992 "The New Joy of Gay Sex", the most public fucking I did was at a party in Provincetown. The hired live entertainment for the party were the then hot gay porn stars Butch Taylor and Tim Lowe, who required a third from the audience to join them. Several of my friends yelled for me to volunteer (I later found out that was planned) and I felt no qualms about joining in. It was great fun, and I loved the audience's reactions, especially those who had no idea I would ever do such a thing (apparently, they didn't buy those mags or books!). The print below is me in one of the images I posed for in TNJofGS.

Just so everyone is clear on this: This is fiction. It didn't happen. The only part that is true is up to, and including the scene where I take 2 loads from tops of unknown status. Also, I'm almost certainly still neg. Only taken one semi-anon load since my last negative test. Recently I breached the latest frontier of my sexual odyssey. The journey had started many years before when I sucked my first cock. I loved it and gloried in the taste of another man's semen. I sucked every dick that any horny man would stick in my mouth, but resisted getting my ass fucked for years. Initially I was afraid of pain, then, AIDS had appeared on the scene, so out of fear of infection, I stopped sucking dick for a few years. Then one night I had a few too many drinks and found myself on my knees in gay bar's restroom getting my mouth fucked. He wanted my ass and I said yes, but use a condom. He agreed and soon I was introduced to the joy of getting my butt fucked. I loved it even more than sucking dick. I diligently required condoms and asked every guy what their HIV status was. I refused to bend over for poz tops, but took every wrapped, neg cock offered, usually having the top feed me his cum from the rubber and chewing on it, savoring the taste of my ass. One night a top came over to fuck me. I have no idea where it came from, but I asked him if he wanted a condom. He said no, he wanted me raw. I bent over, he slid his bare cock in me and I was instantly converted to a bareback bitch. I stopped carrying condoms with me and threw all the ones in my apartment in the garbage. I continued to ask tops their status and refused poz guys. Late one night, again with a lot of alcohol in me, I took loads from two tops without asking their status. I'd had so much to drink, I just forgot (yeah, sure) and didn't discover it until looking at the emails later. Sure enough, soon I was taking every load offered, no questions asked. I'd never taken a completely anonymous load till one night I was in a bathhouse getting reamed in the black room with no words spoken. I still refused loads from tops who volunteered they were poz, had a biohaz tattoo or looked gaunt or ill. After work one day I stopped by an adult store and sucked a couple of dicks and swallowed their loads. I sat stroking my cock when the door on the next booth banged. A man faced the gloryhole, unzipped and hauled out a very large, beautiful cock. Soon I had it fully erect and plunging in and out of my mouth. After a bit he pulled out and stood stroking. His hand pushed his t-shirt up and I saw a biohazard tattoo. I swallowed and was a bit queasy. I really wanted him in my ass but couldn't make myself knowingly take a poz load. I was well aware that, as many anon loads as I'd taken, I had to have gotten more than a few poz loads, but I couldn't do it intentionally. I motioned for him and he pushed forward just enough for me to barely lick the head. My stomach flipped as I tasted precum and I realized I'd just eaten virus. Enough, I had to have that lovely prick in me, poz or not. I turned around, pressed my ass against the hole and spread my cheeks. He wallowed the head against my asshole, smearing it with precum. I moaned, knowing that if his viral load was high I'd just gotten HIV virus in me. My cock was fully erect and I realized I wanted him to shoot a poison load of jizz in me. I moaned again and almost shot my load when he pushed his length into me. I knew that from then on, while I'd take loads from neg guys, I would actively seek out poz cum, especially, high vl cum. All too soon, that lovely deathstick stabbed in deep and shuddered. I felt a warm, wet feeling in my ass as he filled me with toxic semen. My cock squirted a thick stream across the booth as I realized that I could die from the fuck I'd just gotten. He slid out of me after a bit and I sat down. The cock came back through the hole and I took it in my mouth, savoring the taste of cum and my ass. He zipped up and his hand came through the hole with a card bearing a phone number and email address. I took it knowing I'd taken the next step towards infection. When I got home I changed my profiles on the personal sites I used. My HIV status became unknown and my preferred partners poz. The next Saturday night I went to the sleaziest bathhouse in town and got a room. I wrote "neg bottom taking loads, poz preferred" and my room number. I don't remember exactly, but at least 8 guys fucked me. Two of them were very verbal and went into great length about how they were knocking me up, pozzing me, infecting me. This phase went on for over a year. I took who know hows many loads, mostly poz and some from several high vl tops, but kept testing neg. I had gone from terrified of HIV to actively yearning to be infected. About a year ago I saw an ad on bbrt from a poz top who said he'd do whatever it took to infect a bugchaser. One night he came over to do the deed. He had a stiff toothbrush with him and scrubbed my asshole and rectum with it. Then he fingered me with his long nails and talked about how he was cutting me up. He took a syringe out and filled it with his blood, slid the needle into the big vein on my arm and taped it to my forearm. I was trembling with fear and need when his rigid cock stabbed into my ass. He talked constantly while doing all this about how he was infecting me and that he had an extremely virulent strain. Finally he shoved in, spewed his deathseed into me, and collapsed onto me. "Now to make sure you die. Push the plunger and inject my poison blood into your vein." I put two fingers on the plunger, but couldn't do it. Finally, he growled, covered my fingers with his and shoved the plunger in. I retched and had the most intense orgasm ever. It was done; I was infected for sure. A couple of weeks later I had a bad case of the flu, the fuck flu I knew. I advertised on bbrt and breeding zone and soon my cock was plunging into a young man who was begging for me to knock him up. "Pozzing your ass, faggot!", I growled as I shot my deadly seed in him. I got an email from him a few weeks later saying that he was poz and thanking me for my gift. I realized that it was a deeply satisfying feeling, knowing I'd just infected a man. I kept ads up on a couple of hardcore chasing sites and succeeded in infecting at least 7 willing bottoms who begged me for my gift. I never initiated contact or actively searched for victims; I let them come to me. I never fucked anyone who didn't ask for it. Then one night I was horny and could find no willing victims and all my usual bottoms were otherwise engaged. I said, fuck it, anybody that takes anon loads is asking for the bug. Soon I was at the bathhouse fucking my toxic jizz into a boy in the blackroom, no words spoken. I was off and running. For the next several months I kept to this pattern. I fucked any neg bottom that asked for the bug and any bottom that took my cock without any discussion of status. I knew tops who stealth pozzed guys but refused to do it myself. Although I never volunteered it, I always disclosed my status when asked. Then one day I saw an ad from a really hot bottom. My cock throbbed, I really wanted to fuck this kid. Just turned 18; never took it raw. He said he was neg and planned to stay that way. I emailed him offering to fuck him, offering to wrap it, and he turned me down. He said he never played with poz guys, safe or not. I sighed, he was gorgeous and I wanted him bad. Oh well, other fish in the sea. But I couldn't forget about him. I jerked off thinking about how much I wanted to fuck his cute little ass. I shot especially hard when I thought about infecting him. One night I was trolling for ass in Hollywood when I noticed this cute 30-something guy eyeing me. He kept glancing at me, especially at my cock, but moved away whenever I got close to him. I thought, fuck it boy, if you want it, come get it. I went to the queer room, sat down, took my cock out and stroked it hard. After wandering in and out a couple times, eyes locked on my dick, the guy sat down a couple of seats away from me and took out his dick. He kept shooting nervous little glances at my dick. I moved over to the seat next to him and looked him in the eye. He wouldn't make eye contact but locked his gaze on my cock. I reached for his cock and stroked it. He moaned and turned his head towards me. With my free hand I took his head and pulled his mouth to mine. He moaned again as we made out and his cock oozed precum. I didn't want him to shoot so soon so I released his cock, took his hand in mine and moved it to my shaft. I felt the wedding ring on his finger. "I want to fuck you." "I don't know, I don't want it to hurt. I've never had anything in my ass." " I'll be gentle, I won't hurt you." "Well, ok, but use a condom." "Sorry, never use them. You want my cock, you take it bare." "I don't know about that, I'm married." "It's ok, I'm clean, just got tested a couple of weeks ago." This was absolutely true. I was clean, took a shower not 3 hours ago. And I had gotten tested recently. I omitted the fact that the test showed that I was HIV positive with a very high viral load. But, what the hell, if the guy was stupid enough to take anybody's word for it he was bound to get infected sooner or later. I decided then and there that I was tired of games, I wanted his ass and was going to have it. "On your knees; suck my dick. Now!" He scrambled to the floor and swallowed my cock. He couldn't suck dick worth a shit but I didn't care. It was his butt I wanted. He was going to go home to wifey with my toxic load in his ass, HIV viruses working their way in his bloodstream and all over his doomed body. After a bit I'd had enough of amateurish gobbling. I grabbed him by the hair and pulled his mouth off my cock and to my mouth. He was trembling and moaning as my tongue raped his het mouth. "Stand up, drop your pants and bend over the back of the chair." He did so and I knelt and licked his ass. I thought he was going the shoot his load as he felt my tongue in his virgin asshole; undoubtably the first time a tongue had been there. I reached into my pocket, pulled out a tube of lube and worked it into his hole with my fingers. I also used my nails to scratch his asshole and rectum so my poison jizz would be sure to find it's way into his bloodstream. Standing up, I guided my rigid, oozing cock to its target. I wallowed the head around his rosebud, smearing it with its first taste of virus. The poor, doomed hubby moaned and pushed back against me, taking the first inch of me into his hungry, unsuspecting asshole. I shoved hard and slid in balls deep. He squealed and his asshole convulsed around my dick. I wanted the fuck to last, so I stopped deep in him. He shuddered and pushed back against me; looks like I had just created a cockslut. After resting a bit I started stroking in and out. As befits a virgin he was nice and tight. My cock was in heaven, the lovely sensation of his hungry anus gripping my cock heightened by the knowledge that I was infecting him and that he would take it home and infect his wife. I hoped she was fucking another guy on the side and that she'd spread the bug further. I couldn't take much more bliss; I picked up the pace, ramming in and out hard and fast. Finally I shoved hard and deep and squirted a weeks worth of HIV infected bug juice deep in the poor doomed bitch's guts. "Take it, bitch! Take my load!" I grabbed his cock and he squirted his last neg load onto the floor. I shuddered as my dick twitched and my balls emptied into my victim. After I stopped shooting I stayed in him, keeping my bug juice in to do it's work. After a few minutes I felt myself losing my hard on. I pulled a tissue out of my pocket and pushed in against his hole as my dick slipped out. "I'm pushing a tissue into your ass so the cum won't run out onto your underwear." "Thanks, wouldn't want my wife to find them with the seat soaked with your cum." "Wait as long as you can to take a shit. That'll minimize the chance of any bleeding." It would also maximize the chance of infecting the clueless boob, but I didn't see any reason to mention that. "Ok, thanks and thanks for fucking me. I had no idea it would feel so good. Cumming while feeling your cock fill my ass with cum was amazing." "You're welcome. Always glad to give a gift and spread pleasure around." Not to mention giving the Gift that keeps on giving, at least until it kills him, and spreading the Bug. I wiped my cock with my hand and licked it. Cum, assjuice and, sure enough, a little coppery taste. He was bleeding a bit, my babies were for sure already in his bloodstream. I'd just taken the latest step; I was a fully paid up stealth Gifter. Now to plan how to fuck and infect the 18 year old.

I returned from work Wednesday evening and got dinner ready. Alex brought wine, and we chatted while I cooked. As you have likely already realized, she is also a member of this site, since we collaborated on writing about the blindfold gang bangs. She was both surprised and intrigued to learn about the hiv fetish stuff, which she had never heard of. Bugchasing and the fetishization of HIV just isn't a thing in straight and female bi and lesbian circles, so it took her a while to wrap her head around it. I was still pretty shocked when she mentioned that she wanted to do some infection role-play. 'I don't want you to tell anyone that I am poz.' She said, 'I may want to do some kinky pozzing or rape play.' I was stunned. 'Hey, sometimes role play is really hot for people who have been victims! Half the reason I like rape-play is because I've been assaulted. One of the reasons I like age-play is because I started young, and sometimes I like to have a mental do-over.' She paused to sip her wine, looking at me over the rim of her glass. 'Comments?' 'Honestly, it freaks me out. Both because the idea of fetishizing a disease which kills millions of people is disturbing, and partly because I sort of get it.' I paused, because what came next was difficult to say, 'Sometimes I find myself wanting you to infect me. It's some sort of weird bonding thing, I think, that would somehow tie you to me. And it makes me uncomfortable.' She nodded. 'I get that. It's one of the reasons I want to play with the subject. It's also one of the reasons I am glad I'm undetectable and that you're on PrEP, because I don't want you to do something silly and impulsive. HIV is not a license to debauchery like the guys on breeding.zone sometimes think. It's got a lot of downsides to go along with at least not needing to worry about getting HIV anymore.' It was difficult, but being GGG for this girl has become my guiding principle. I have dedicated myself to not repeating the selfishness and the concealments that doomed my last relationship, but this was a stretch. I drew a deep breath, exhaled and: 'If this is what you want, I am going to do everything I can to help it out. Just trust me to use my safe word if I can't handle it, and otherwise please be my absolute owner from the instant Black and Silver start to dominate me, Okay?', I pause, 'I trust you. Completely. With my life, in fact. If you told me to let you infect me, I would do it here and now' She put down her wine, and came to hold me. not sexually, just in my arms and pressed against me. I had no regrets of what I just said. I was no longer worried, but eager to find out what it will be like to surrender, for the first time, to someone I actually love. I went back to cooking. Alex set the table, found some music, eventually the buzzer went and I went down to let them in. Silver commented that he had dated a woman who lived in this same building more than 40 years ago They came in, both having come from work. Mr Black from the hospital (he's a nurse) and Mr Silver from his corner office in a mid sized oil company. I introduced them to Alex, and actually caught Mr Silver licking his lips, which amused me. Both men are Bi, though Mr Black rarely fucks women (my ex wife a notable exception) Mr Silver, though, is married to a rather beautiful woman. It was pleasing, though not unexpected, to see his instant and naked desire for Alex. It was also returned in kind, as Alex seemed to be finding that perhaps a 69yr old man can be pretty sexy after all! She also appreciated Mr Black, though his response to her was harder to gauge. 'I see what you mean by 'alpha tops'', she said with a grin, 'These are some very attractive, and extremely *manly* men. I suspect I am going to learn a thing or two on saturday!' The pasta was ready, I plated up. Spaghetti Puttanesca, it was irresistibly appropriate. Silver laughed immediately, getting the culinary joke. For those who don't understand, the name of the dish literally means 'Whore's spaghetti'. I poured out wine, we sat. I'm a good cook, and our guests are polite gentlemen, who are also probably a little surprised to learn their slutty bottom cumdump is a skilled cook. They complimented me on the food, and in Silvers case, he mentioned that he recently had the same dish at one of Van's best restaurants, and this would stand with theirs. I'm flattered, since there is no way Silver would dream of saying it unless it were true. A short discussion of good restaurants ensued, We finished our meal, headed to the couch to chat. I'm not going to recount the dialogue. Suffice to say the main issue was that, while all three were going to be topping me (along with others, almost certainly), that Alex was the one in charge. Her will was law. I commented that I trusted both men absolutely in terms of controlling my drug intake, and in keeping me from being physically injured. Black brought up the elephant in the room, asking Alex about safer sex. 'Your boy here, he's on PrEP, and the rest of it is curable. What about you, girl?' 'Well, my fantasies involve bareback and risky sex, and pregnancy and maybe even some infection talk, so I'm planning to gamble this time. It's probably not smart, but that's my decision.' 'You know a lot of the guys at the baths are poz?' 'Yes, and I know that the undetectable ones are pretty safe' 'Sure, but guys lie. Chances are you will be fine, but you should know the risks.' Silver broke in 'I've arranged a few guys, all of them are undetectable.' Alex nodded, we changed the subject. We discussed how Alex would present in the baths to avoid freaking out the gay-boys, And Black said he had arranged to take Alex to meet a Trans woman friend of his, Alex was excited by the idea, and they set up a date for the next evening. The rest of the evening was devoted to limits and safe words and drug preferences. Alex mentioned how much she looked forward to seeing me get slammed, and that she might want to try it herself. Eventually we said our goodnights, cleaned the kitchen, and off to bed for a quick shag and sleep. Already I was as excited as a kid waiting for Christmas.

I got back with the G, and found my girl in the kitchen putting together dinner. We skipped the wine in the interest of seeing how strong this batch of G was. (pro-tip, any time you buy G, it will probably be somewhat stronger or weaker than the last batch. Since the stuff is so dose sensitive, you want to test it at home before taking it to a party. Otherwise you run the very real risk of falling into unrousable sleep in the sling. Not the safest thing ever. I always try a low dose, then the next day a somewhat higher one, and keep going until I find that 'go to sleep point' while safe at home. Then I know exactly how much I can take recreationally. Of course, when you mix it with T, it's far harder to cause yourself to pass out, so it's not quite as important, but still good to know!) So after dinner, we watched a little netflix, and sipped some G and Juice, and talked about our coming adventure. She asked me if I had any concerns, and I admitted I was a bit worried about her seeing me in slut-bottom mode. After all, while she and I sometimes switched roles, I was mainly the top in our relationship, and it worried me that she might find me less attractive if she actually witnessed what Mr Black and Mr Silver can do to me. 'When I bottom for men,' I said, slowly, 'It's completely different from the way I have been submissive with you. When I submit to you, it's a very loving and affectionate thing. I am very conscious of your respect for me. And that it's an exchange between equals' I pause, trying to collect my thoughts. 'When I do these party sessions, it's the exact opposite. I am seeking to lose control, to be degraded and used for their pleasure, and to the greatest extent I can to be their total fuck-toy. My pleasure, in the sense of them caring about my orgasms, doesn't matter at all. Black and Silver are total tops, there is no love and no exchange. It's total surrender.' 'So why do you enjoy it?' she asked. I love the way she can accept things like this, and just try to understand instead of judge. 'I think its because I am naturally so dominant. Even when I switch, with a woman, at some basic level it's a kind of role play. But with a dominant gay man, I can genuinely submit. I can settle into being a mindless set of pleasure holes, and the result is probably very similar to the way you feel when I dominate you and you have those continuous helpless orgasms: You're freed to have as much pleasure as possible because choice has been taken away.' She nods slowly. 'Two things, sweetie. First, the only thing seeing you get topped is going to do for our relationship is make it stronger. That's because if this is something you need sometimes, I'm going to be there to make sure you damned well get it. Plus it's sexy as fuck to think of you showing me such a deep and secret part of your life!' She gives me a quick kiss. 'Secondly, This saturday night will be different. You aren't going to be submitting to Black and Silver. You're going to be submitting to Black and Silver and ME. This isn't going to endanger what we have, it's going to make it stronger. Frankly, if you had done this with your ex-wife, you guys would still be together.' She grinned a little crookedly at me, knowing she was poking a bit of a wound and showing me she was aware of it, 'In a lot of ways I am lucky you screwed up this part of your relationship back then, and I know it, but with you and me, I want to see us get it right.' I buried my face in her lap, feeling my throat choke up and tears start to flow. Simultaneously mourning what I lost and almost indescribably happy with what I had gained. Quietly, she stroked my back as I sobbed into her belly. I was reminded of previous times she had comforted me through a bad mushroom trip, after a violent encounter in a bar with some asshole rednecks, looked after me when I was sick. Gradually, some of the pain and guilt I had been holding in for years eased out. I felt so much better. She pulled me up, and kissed me. Got up, went to the fridge. Measured out some more G, returned and literally fed it to me, holding the glass to my lips until I downed it all. She led me into the bedroom, and stripped me, laid me back on the bed, and knelt between my legs. She began to suck me. Soft, into her mouth. Slurping and licking me inside her mouth, feeling my cock stir and harden as she kept her lips sealed to the base of me. My cock hardened inside her. lengthening and extending further, until rather than thrusting into her throat, I literally 'grow' between her tonsils and in. As her air cuts off, she takes a huge breath, and keeps me that deep as long as she possibly can. Straining and struggling to stay plugged with me. At last she comes off with a gasp, and with a handful of lube on her hand, begins to display some of the unbelievable artistry she owns. This girl may well be the finest cocksucker on earth. In a well-spent life of swinging and orgies and general sluttery, I have had my cock sucked by probably a thousand men and women. None have ever come close to the kind of mastery she displays. I moan as her hand coaxes me perfectly, making me harder than seems possible. Her lip ring brushes my shaft and tip, her tongue a flickering fire. She holds me so close to orgasm for minutes at a time, where one tiny movement would send me exploding, and with utter confidence that she can hold me there forever. And she does hold me there, and then slowly backs me away from that precipice, allowing me to calm a bit. Looking up at me, she smiles. 'I was going to swallow it, but I think I want to ride you!' The G has my head spinning, and the prospect of her tight cunt sliding down on me is intoxicating. I mumble something affirmative and she laughs at me 'Awwww, poor baby a little fucked up on his G? Gonna be fucked up on my cunt in a second!' She rises, throws a leg over me, fits my tip to her and sits down hard with a squeal. She's tight as fuck, but also dripping wet. She pauses with me hitting bottom, grinds twice and grunts out an orgasm. Obviously the long cocksucking (while grinding on my kneecap) had her well primed. I almost explode myself as her cunt milks at me, and she laughs. 'You almost came there, didn't you baby?', she laughs again, the musical laugh of a slut proud of her effect on me, 'You know you can't hold back, right? You know you're going to cum the instant I decide I want you to? Don't even worry about it! You let your Alex have her fun...' She starts to slowly grind again. My cock has been touching bottom continuously now for what seems like forever. I raise my hand to her perfect tiny breasts, A cups, barely there at all save for those sweet firm and sensitive nipples. The barbels in them gleam. I brush my thumb against them and she moans and shivers. More grinding and she cums again. Still not lifting from my groin. Again I am right on the edge of explosion as she pauses and smirks at me. 'Want to cum, baby?' 'Y Y Yessss' 'Roll me over and fuck me as hard as you can. I want it so deep I taste it when you spray!' I growl like an animal, grab her by the hair at the nape of her neck, and flip her. Her legs fly up towards the ceiling, her hands find the small of her back and her mouth finds my nipple as I rise all the way out of her and ram back in. One stroke, two, three and my cum is boiling, four and I groan, five and at the very deepest I explode for what seems like an hour, cum pulsing out of me like waves onto a shore. I stir the cum with my cock, it feels like 10 men have been there before me , so much gooey slippery delicious sperm. I gasp, my weight falls upon her, and I distantly feel her kissing and stroking me. My next coherent thought comes as I awaken beside her, hours later, her arms wrapped around me, her gentle snoring beside my ear. I can see the clock. Our alarm will go off soon. I carefully escape her arms, shut off the alarm, and pad into the kitchen. My girl has certainly earned coffee in bed, and more besides.

Part 7 Spent, Luke looked up at the ceiling and contemplated how much he had changed in the span of 72 hours. He turned to the camera that Steve held and whimpered with a grin “I’m YOUR whore now.” Weeks and months passed. Symptoms – some annoying, some painful, some just gross – came and went as Steve and Billy’s toxicity -- among others after that weekend -- took hold of Luke’s body. Two constants remained resolute: Luke’s ever-present lust for and obedience to Steve, and the fact that he’d been forever marked by Steve - physically and emotionally. ********************************************************************* The camera panned up Luke’s body: his tan feet, protruding calves, bulging quads, and large flaccid dick, where the shot lingered for a bit for admiration. The camera then made it to Luke’s relatively new scorpion tattoo above his pubic line, then to his taught abdominal muscles, his pecs, and finally his face. “This is Luke,” the cameraman could be heard saying. Luke smiled and responded with a casual, yet friendly “Hey.” He was now used to being objectified for the benefit of Steve. The camera then panned to the guy standing next to Luke. He was around 20 years old with freckles and shaved red hair. “What’s your name?” the cameraman asked. “I’m Josh.” The video frame then started its way down Josh’s pale body. He was less muscular and skinnier than Luke, but was in good, athletic shape. The happy trail of red hair above his waistline lead to a large uncut semi-hard dick, and then the camera then continued to his bare feet. “Okay, fellas, what are we here for today?” “Well,” Luke responded, “I’m gonna fuck Josh!” giving the camera a wide smile. “Josh, how do you feel about this?” “It’s hot. I’ve wanted this for a long time.” Steve interjected “Cut, cut, cut. This is coming off like pretty boy porn. It’s not a fucking love story here. We need to rethink how we set this shit up, otherwise it’s not gonna sell. I mean, we’re about to film an actual pozzing! Josh -- you’re about to get fucked by my unmedicated whore, and you aren’t on anything that’ll save your ass from getting the bug. He’s gonna give you every god damn disease you’ve ever heard of and we’re gonna advertise this to the world. You’re gonna be huge porn stars for this, and I’m gonna make a ton of money off of you sluts. I need to hear and see fear and desire here. All right, go on. Action.” “I’m gonna fuck him raw.” Luke said into the camera, then he turned to Josh. “I’m gonna knock him up with my HIV baby. I’m gonna convert this little faggot like I was converted and then we’re gonna seed other faggots out there together.” Steve was pleased with the results of his directorial aside as he knew, having shared the fuck photos and video of Billy and Luke with his friends, that this could be a lucrative way to exploit his lover. Finding Josh – a cute, willing, neg, exhibitionist chaser – was a hard feat, but the internet finally produced gold with this ginger. Josh broke character and said frankly “I can’t stop shaking I’m so nervous. I want this – I really want this – but it’s just.. I’m just.. it’s overwhelming.” “Relax.” Luke said, putting his arm around Josh’s waist. “We don’t have to do anything you don’t want to do.” “I want to do this. It’s just so real now – it was one thing before today chatting online or camming, but now, I mean, it’s not fantasy anymore. This is taking the fucking plunge.” Josh said, and the camera continued to film. Steve might not have wanted love or emotion, but such were unavoidable. “You’re hard, Josh.” Steve said off camera. “Luke isn’t yet. Maybe if you suck his dick you’ll get over these jitters.” “OK” Josh said with some stress in his voice. Josh kissed Luke before sinking to his knees, but just before Josh took Luke's cock into his mouth, Luke and Steve locked eyes, sharing the moment and smiled. Once Luke’s dick was hard in Josh’s mouth, Luke grabbed hold of the back of the ginger’s head and started to skull fuck him. Josh gagged on Luke’s cock and fought for breath. Luke enjoyed looking down at Josh servicing him, who occasionally looked up and made eye contact. Luke could sense that Josh’s trepidation was subsiding. Josh was enjoying sucking on Luke's magnificent prick. After about five minutes, Luke pulled his dick out of Josh’s mouth and asked “You ready to take my raw diseased dick in your ass, bud? “I think so,” Josh replied. Steve interjected again “Josh I don’t give a fuck what you’re thinking, once he’s in you, you gotta want it. You gotta beg for it. Do you want to share in our cum or not?” “I do, sir. I want it. I want to be knocked up. I’m ready. I promise.” Josh answered with confidence. Luke and Josh walked a few steps to the bed, where Luke positioned Josh on his back and then his legs onto Luke's shoulders so he could dive face first into the pale lad’s round ass. Luke spit on Josh’s tight hole and showed it to the camera as he inserted one finger, then two. 'Josh’s asshole is fuckin' perfect', Luke thought, as he maneuvered his tongue in and out, digging deeper and deeper. Josh moaned and yelped as Luke’s whiskered face brushed against his inner thighs. Luke's tongue lashed inside his fuck chute, eating out Josh's ass for several minutes until he could no longer hold off fucking. He got to his feet, standing between Josh’s legs and asked simply “You ready? And ready, he apparently was, as without hesitation Josh answered with a firm "Fuck yes. You’re a fucking god, and I need you inside me. Make me yours.” Luke’s dick was throbbing and dripping pre-cum. He reached for the bottle of lube on the bedside table and squirted some onto his shaft and on a finger, which he then inserted into Josh’s hole. He then inserted a second finger, and then a third, as he did so remarking “I’m about to stick my dick in you. You ever taken a poz dick before?” “No, never.” “Are you negative?” “Yeah.” “You know, I’m not on meds and my viral load is high. You’re probably gonna get the bug, HIV, from me. You know that, right?” “Yeah, I know all that. I want your bug.” “Fuck yeah, Josh. That’s so hot. And you know I carry a bunch of other things too – you’re gonna be a filthy whore like me if I shoot my load in you. You want that?” “Yes. I want to become just like you. I want you to seed me and for your seed -- all your seeds -- to grow inside me.” Luke pulled his fingers out and positioned his dick against Josh’s pucker. With a slow push forward with his hips, Luke’s dick head entered Josh’s ass. Josh winced, and Luke continued pressing ever deeper. Josh grunted “Oh my god, I’m taking your bare dick. This is my dream. I’m so hard,” his eyes closed and smiling, clearly savoring every moment of a long-anticipated experience. “Your hole feels so good around my dick. You’re so tight. I’m invading your ass – you’re like a fucking virgin right now and I’m taking that away from you with my poison cock.” Jush pushed into Luke’s dick, helping it move deeper inside him. Luke was about three quarters inside. “I’m gonna get herpes too, right?” Josh asked. “I’ve got 'em. You probably will too.” Josh pulled Luke tight into him with his legs, which were wrapped around Luke now. “Fuck me. Give me everything you have. You’re a god and I want you.” With that Luke made a final thrust to bottom out inside his conquest. “I’m all the way in you.” The camera man zoomed to Josh’s hole, below which Luke’s balls rested. Steve was rock hard and, off camera, precumming under his jeans, and couldn't stop himself from loudly exclaiming “Now destroy that neg pussy. Shoot your load in this fucking ginger and convert him!” Obediently, Luke withdrew almost completely and then slammed back into Josh’s ass and repeated with wild abandon. He quickly pumped in and out of Josh, his big dick head getting raw from rubbing against the lining of Josh’s ass. Josh screamed in pleasure. Precum was pooling on his white abs as his ass was getting a merciless pounding from Luke. “Oh yeah, bitch. Are you ready for your fucking conversion? Do you want my big fucking toxic load inside you?” Josh moaned "Oh, yeah, please daddy, give me your load!” “What do you want, whore?” Luke asked. “I want everything you have, every drop of cum that’s ever infected you, I want. Make me your cumdump. Make me toxic. Make me yours.” Luke’s pace picked up even further for a few beats, and then he yelled “I’M CUMMING!!! I’M SHOOTING MY RADIOACTIVE JIZZ IN YOUR NEG FUCKNG PUSSY! TAKE MY LOAD YOU CUNT!!!” His fuck pace came to a halt and he relished the release as his spent cock rested inside Josh. With three strokes, Josh’s dick erupted and he shot himself in the face. “FUCK, your load is in me, you converted me. Oh shit, oh yeah.” Luke collapsed onto Josh, and they kissed. “We’re gonna be rich, fuckers,” Steve announced, a wet spot and a hard cock visible through his jeans. “That’s a wrap."

2. He kissed me again and then taking hold of my thighs he pressed my knees forward into my chest and started to pull his cock slowly from my hole. I gasped as his cock withdrew leaving a cavernous void in its wake. He stopped only just before his cock head popped from my hole. With his mushroom head resting with in my quivering hole he stopped for a moment smiling at me. Then without warning he slammed the whole length of his cock back into my hole, his balls slapping against my ass as he bottomed out inside of me. I screamed, he did it again. He picked up his pace, over and over again, slamming into me harder and harder. My heart was pounding, electricity was shooting through my body, and my hole was spasming wildly around Mark’s invading cock. Sweat ran down Mark’s chest making thin twisting patterns through his thick chest hair. I was panting with each deep thrust, he was striking something deep with in me that I had never imagined existed before. As Mark hammered deeper I felt something else inside of me give, it was as if another hole had opened up inside of me my hole. His cock head kept popping in and out of that new space, going even deeper into my ass. I was convinced he had to be fucking my throat. “God your ass feels so fucking good,” he panted, sweat glistening on his strong handsome face. The smell of sweat and ass juice started to fill the room, “How’s it feel to have your ass cherry taken boy?” “I love it. I never imagined that getting fucked would feel like this.” “It just keeps getting better too, boy. After the first couple of times your hole gets use to opening up for cock. Do you want me to open you up? Teach you how to bottom?” “Yes, please, teach me.” “Alright ready for your next lesson, boy,” he said, that wicked grin playing across his face again as he continued to hammer me. “Yes,” I gasped. “A good bottom always takes his top's loads and holds them inside of him as lube for the next fucking. Do you want my load, boy?” “Yes!” “You want me to breed your sweet cherry ass?” “Yes!” “Convert you from a curious straight boy in to a gayboy bottom?” “Yes!” “A cumdump?” “Yes!” “Fucking take my load boy,” he practically screamed as he slammed inside, bursting past that second hole I had felt. His cock was throbbing and I knew that he was cuming in me. Precum shot from my cock but I did not cum. My breathing was as ragged as his was and his whole body quivered with the force of his orgasm. For several long moment neither one of us moved, Mark’s cock still quivering slighting inside of my fuck-battered hole; then slowly he began to pull out. He stopped when he got to the head and looked at me, “How’s your hole feel?” “Fucking amazing.” “Yeah?” “Yeah!” “Good.” With that he sunk his still hard cock back in and resumed fucking me. His cock slipped easily in and out of my hole which was now lubed up with a mixture of ass juice and cum. He fucked me once more like that on the couch adding another load to my guts before suggesting that we take a little field trip. He helped me up off the couch and led me to a door just off of the kitchen. The unassuming door opened onto a narrow staircase leading down to a basement. Naked with a thin dribble of cum running down my inner thigh I followed him down the stairs and suddenly found myself in a room lit almost entirely in deep red with a few bright white spots around the room. The light highlighted a sling hanging from the mirrored ceiling in the center of the room, a bench like item with what looked like cuffs and straps for arms and legs attached to it off on one side the room, a large wooden ‘X’ at the far end of the room, and a row of shelves that took up the wall with the stairs filled with all sorts of different sex toys. I gasped. “Think you’re ready to get really used?” Precum dripped from my cock and my hole twitched causing a few more drops of cum to drip from my hole. “Yes.” What had come over me? He could get me to agree to anything. He led me over to the bench, explaining that it was called a fuck bench. I laid down as instructed and my arms and legs were secured so that I was stuck with my ass in the air at perfect fucking height. Mark then lined his cock up with my hole again and slid easily inside. This was a slow fuck, he worked his cock deep into me taking advantage of the new angle to sink even deeper into me. After what must have been another twenty minutes of solid fucking I heard Mark start to grunt as he had the two times before and soon my ass was flooded with yet another one of his loads.

Jason As I'm chasing my laughing young man down the hall towards the kitchen and I can't help but think this is the first time since I met Quinn that I've seen him happy, really happy. Yeah, he's has his chuckles, a couple of giggles, a smile here and there but there's always been a deep sadness about him. I think he's been desperately lonely and in need of someone to really care about him. I'm so glad its me. Its been far to long since I've had that myself. I'll admit to myself I had more then a small crush on Tim while growing up but I always knew he was just "playing". But the mind and the heart so rarely agree and I couldn't help but fall for him. While in college Tim met Laura and its all stopped. I put on my happy face, made friends with Laura <lord knows I wanted to hate her> and never let my true feelings show. I found a boyfriend, Tony, figured I could learn to love him, and I did care about him. We dated for around 4 months and we always seems to be at my place. In retrospect I should have figured something was wrong when I never got to spend any time at my boyfriends house. But I wasn't looking that far just wanted the attention to keep my mind off Tim. I got sick, really sick figured I had a really bad flu. Tony took care of me for the first 3 days, though the chills and fevers. On the forth day he said he had some errands to run and he'd be back in a few hours. I finally got up to use the restroom and on the counter was a note with a number. Jason, here is the number to the HIV clinic you need to get tested. I should have told you but I couldn't bring myself to do it. You'll get better then it will be your turn to pass it on. Keep the gift going. TW Of course I had no idea what he meant at the time other then HIV that practically jumped off the note at me. I couldn't believe it. That was my last relationship. Once I figured out what keep the gift going meant I was determined not to do that to anyone else. So I got a job working for Tim and Laura, bought my house and have basically been a hermit. I never expected to find anyone to love and I certainty had no intention of "gifting" someone. Now I've done both. Part of me is ashamed and regrets it, part of me it glad. Only time will tell which of the two will follow me in the years to come. I enter the kitchen and Quinn is standing with his back to the sink hands up in surrender. "Ok be nice you got your revenge with the towel so behave" "I don't have to behave" I reply and place my hands on the counter with him in the middle. I lean against him and kiss while looking in his gorgeous brown eyes. I never thought much about brown eyes but his are a golden brown like hazelnut chocolate. He smiles into my kiss and kisses back. I slide my hands around his back and then I start to tickles his sides. Quinn jerks back and tries to get away but he has no where to go and he's laughing hysterically. "OH stop stop and can't breath. Your supposed to ..BEHAVE!" "No I'm not" I laugh at him but I do stop, give him one last kiss and grab a plate out of the strainer. Setting the plate on the counter I turn to the fridge, open it up and get whats left of dinner. Quinn watches me put it all together with this huge smile on his face. "Here you go hon" and I hand him his place. He starts eating while I put everything back. "This is really good, I've never had a ..Cesar salad? Is that what you said it was? "Yep that's what they call it." I sit at the table as Quinn leans against the counter eating. "How much stuff do you have to bring over?" Quinn stops eating and is kind of just moving a piece of chicken around with his fork. "I don't have much, just some clothes and a couple of pieces of work out stuff if that's ok" "Hon, of course is ok, this is your home now, I really mean that." "Yeah, I know but .." "But what love?" "My mother." I've never heard such distaste associated with that word "Baby, your 19 you can do whatever you want now. Its your life." "I know but, you don't know how she is, especially..." his voice trails off barely above a whisper. "Especially since your her major source of income? Well that stops NOW! She'll have to figure something else out and if she gives us any problems!" At this point I have to stop and take a few deep breaths to settle down. "Well hon, actually after tonight she probably wont want you around." I remind him. "OH" and the word hangs there and suddenly Quinn looks like he is about to run for it. "Hey hey, come here" and I open my arms up and motion for him to come to me. Quinn sets his plate on the counter and quickly crosses over to me sitting in my lap and burying his face in my chest. "I'm scared." "Yeah I know hon but I'll get you through it, you'll be fine, we'll both be just fine okay?" I wrap my arms around him giving him a physical reminder to go with my words that I'm here for him. "Ok" and we just sit in the kitchen for a few. Me just holding him tight and him relaxing into me. "Well young man its time for bed we have a busy day tomorrow." I pick him up and head for our room, our room I like the way that feels. Once in the bedroom I tuck Quinn into bed and crawl in next to him. He scoots close and I wrap my arms around him. His face is buried in my chest, so I kiss his forehead and stoke his hair. I feel him relax and soon his breathing evens out and I can't tell he's just about asleep. I'm not far behind him as I feel my eyes closing. I can't help but here him whisper. "Thank you so much for loving me." and I can't help but smile and say back and say. "And thank you for loving me right back." and then we're both asleep. I wake up the next morning to something new. I have a pair of arms wrapped around me and a big cock nestled between my checks. I feel that all is right with the world. Quinn's soft breaths across my back tell me he's still sleep and I grin to myself as I think of the perfect way to wake him up. I slowly reach for the bottle of lotion I keep on my nightstand for dry skin, I can think of a better use for it this morning and pump a few squirts into my palm. I very slowly and gently reach behind me and very carefully start to rub it all over Quinn's massive uncut organ. This is going to be fun I think to myself. Quinn lets out a few whimpers and is all I can do to stop before he can wake up as I loving the way his foreskin slides back and forth in my hands. I carefully get a few more squirts, this boy is big and its been years since I've taken a cock, let alone one this long. I rub the lotion around my ass letting first one then two fingers slide in. My cock is already dripping and making a wet spot on the sheets. I am trying to go slow to surprise him but I want him inside me. I've made him mine now I need him to make me his as well. After a couple more squirts and another gentle rub along the length of Quinn's long shaft I'm ready. I scoot up a bit and line his cock up with my hole. I pull his skin back and let the tip of his cock start to work is way into me. The lotion does its job and Quinn is starting to fill me up. His breathing catches and there's a gasp. "oh OH OH WOW!" Quinn jerks his hands to my waist and holds me still. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to.." I clinch my ass around his cockhead "Didn't mean to what love?" I smile to myself. "Start making love to me? So making love to me is an accident?" I teasingly say and I push back to feel the first inch slide into me. Quinn sucks air deeply and wraps one arm over my chest and the other arm moves up so that his hand in playing in my hair. "Is this ok? You want me to fuck you?" "Yes I want you to fuck me haven't you ever been in a man before?" as soon as the words are out of my mouth I realize it was the wrong thing to say. I feel Quinn stiffen up and start to back out. "OH no you don't" I reach back and grab his ass to keep him from pulling out. "You know when I told you that I don't pull out? Well the same applies to you. Once your inside me you don't ever pull out until I have every drop of cum you've got to give me. This is a relationship its all about give and take and right now your going to give me your dick and I'm about to take your cum ok?" As I tell him this I slide my ass back and pull his ass forward getting another couple of inches. "OH damn, baby you feel so good." "Really? I'm sorry I'm not going to be very good at this. I've. Well. I've. I've never been allowed to fuck someone before I've always been the bottom." He just blurts this out like he's making some confusion. "OH yeah I've hit pay dirt" I've got the hottest guy in town in my bed and I get to be the only person that has ever had his cock in my ass. I must have done something right." I hold onto his hip now and I slide forward a little. I need to get used to this its been way to long since I've been fucked and he's longer then any guys I've been with. Also I have to make sure he enjoys this. My baby needs to have his first time be perfect. I kick the covers off of us so that I can drape my top leg over him, now I've got some leverage to work with. "Oh love let me get us started, its been a while but once I get used to you I expect me to give me the pounding we both deserve." I twist my chest around and wrap an arm around his shoulders and pull him into a kiss, while I start to impale myself on Quinn huge fuck stick. I'm not sure how much more I can take but I damn sure and going to try and get every inch. All Quinn is able to do is moan into my mouth and I keep lowering myself onto his cock. His head hits my barrier and I can't seem to get any more in. I reach my hand down to see how much I have left. "Fuck baby your only about 3/4ths in." "Its ok we can change around and you can fuck me instead." He says but I can tell there's a bit of disappointment. "Oh hell no, just give me a sec." Thank god I've been doing yoga. I easily roll Quinn on to his back, sit up and then rotate, I have no clue which of us is moaning louder at this point but damn that sure felt good. All the re positioning was causing his cock to do all sorts of wonderful things in my ass. Now I'm on top and got a good 6 inches of cock in my ass but I'm determined to get the other 4. I've got my hands on his chest and I'm looking Quinn straight in the eyes. "Ok hon your ready, cause I'm about to blow your mind?" I start rocking my hips back and forth as I'm start to rise and lower my ass on his cock. Quinn grabs my hips and his holding on for dear life. I can feel his cock head beating against my inner hole but I can't seem to get him past that. "OK hon you get to help now" I raise up a bit "Ok start to fuck me." Quinn hands grip me tighter and he thrusts his cock back into my ass, I raise up on my feet and grip his shoulders for balance and he start to drive his cock into me but still I'm not getting it all, finally frustrated as he pushes up and completely drop all my weight down. "OH FUCK!" The pain is excruciating and I break out in a full body sweat. Quinn looks like his eyes are going to pop right out of his head, and his mouth is hanging wide open and his gasping for air. Then I swear his eyes rolled up and he stiffened all over and I do mean ALL over, and I could feel his cock shooting deep in my ass. I bear through the pain and squeeze my ass around his cock and Quinn grips me tighter and pulls down harder. I swivel my hips to give him as much pleasure as possible and the pain is letting up, slowly but I can tell its lessening. "OH shit" Quinn is chanting while his dick is spewing inside of me. I can't help it but I've got the biggest shit-eating grin on my face as I'm watching him shoot his very first load inside a man and that man is me. Quinn is starting to come down from his orgasm and I'm still moving my hips but much more slowly. "So I take it you enjoyed that hmm." I lean forward and kiss the top of his nose, then his forehead then back down to his lips. Quinn's arms reach up around my neck "Mmmm hmm." He breaks off our kiss "Hey you didn't cum yet...love." He says "love" like he's testing it out and then he just smiles at me. "OH that's ok, trust me we'll get to that later. But right now we've got things to do. I've got idea's for tonight and I can assure you, its NOT going to be a quick. So lets get what we need done, get home relax so I can wear you out tonight." "Deal"

Jason "Yes and that's just a start baby," I say in response to Quinn sudden realization that he has taken my second load of corrupted seed. I don't know whats come over me but I have this desire, no it's a need like air or water, to infect Quinn. Every sign of fear or reluctance from him excites me. Makes me hard and increases my determination to make him mine to spread my disease into his body. I don't want to hurt him but I can't stop myself its like this is how its supposed to be. I've become a puppet to my desire and my virus and Quinn is the target of both. Even as I think these thoughts, my still mostly hard cock is still lodged up deep inside his body. Even though I'm not actually pumping him full of my seed, I know I'm still dripping toxic DNA into his gut. "Quinn, hon you'll be ok. I promise I'll take care of you." "How can you say I'm going to be ok?" He suddenly rolls to the side, dislodging my cock from his ass. "I'm going to get sick and then mom will take me to the clinic like she does every time I get sick and she'll find out. She'll kick me out and I wont be able to finish school. I'll be infected so no one will want me. I'll starve and stay stupid!" Quinn is practically yelling as he's pacing in front of my bed. "I know I can go to the hospital now and tell them to give me something. I've heard about it. They can give you something to stop you from getting infected if you get to them soon enough." Then he walks towards my bathroom. I get out of bed and follow Quinn. When I get to the bathroom he's standing in front of the wall to wall counter staring at himself in the mirror. Tears are rolling down his gorgeous face and he's trembling, yet he has a determined look set on his face. I come up behind him and wrap my arms around him, he stiffens up but doesn't make any move to pull away. I pull his back tightly against my chest, my still hard cock is sandwiched between his cheeks, and I bring my lips to his ear. He starts to turn his head but I have his earlobe between my teeth. His head stops turning, I look up and he's into the mirror at me. He's staring me in the eye and I'm staring right back. I can see the panic, fear and determination in his eyes and the beast inside me rises up again. My hands on his chest start to rub his nipples, my tongue slides gently across his ear and I grind my hard cock between his cheeks. His stance softens slightly, a flash of desire crosses his face but then he tightens up again and he gets a determined look at his face again but still doesn't pull away. "Baby, has anyone ever treated you like I do?" I whisper in his ear, exhaling warm air across his ear. "No" and he trembles but I'm not sure if its fear or desire. "Has anyone ever cared how you feel?" A gently tweak to his nipples. "No" and he leans into my chest. "Has anyone, EVER, made love to you" and I bend my knee's slightly and bump my cock head gently against the opening to his soul. "NO" and gently slides his ass over the head of my cock. "Please Jason, make love to me again, just...please take care of me." The first part was said in passion the second in hope but no sweeter words where never uttered from his lips. The monster inside me roars and I slide my cock deeper into his ass. This is mine! He puts his arms around his head and grabs my hair as he turns is face and starts kissing me. Its full of passion and surrender. He is giving himself completely to me and this time he knows the stakes. He know's I'm going to fill him up with my cum, my seed, my virus and he know's he's going to be sick and he knows that he will forever be mine. I start to pull out ever so slowly, teasing him, reassuring him. I let me cock slide out and rest against his opening for a split second then push back in as far as my crown, and then out again. Giving him short slow jabs that I know will drive him crazy. This is his reward, this is what he deserves for surrendering to me. I'm making love to him and I'm going to claim him. I turn us sideways so he can see my cock going in and out of his ass. He gets to watch as I slide deeper into him, slowly so every inch is seen disappearing into him. I completely straighten my legs and he has to stand on him tiptoes as my cock is lifting him up and punching through his second ring. "OH MY GOD" Quinn gasps "No one's ever been that deep!" "No one ever will either" I whisper into his ear "you are mine now and I will take care of you." I bend my legs again as I start to slowly pull out and we both gasp as my cock exits his other opening. Quinn is starting to sweat and one of his hands has left my hair to slide over his monster cock. Precum and dribbled down the shaft and onto my counter. I look into the mirror and I see Quinn's eyes are close, his lips stretching for mine, one hand tangled in my hair and the other is wrapped around his cock. His back is arched as he's slamming his ass back into mine and there is a string of precum for his cock to my counter. In all my life I will never forget this image, when Quinn finally completely surrendered and was mine. My breath catches and I'm starting to pant the image is just to much even though I've already shot two loads. Quinn can feel my cock starting to expand and he know's whats coming. "NO!" and he jerks his ass off my cock and spins around to look at me. "Not like that." and he hoists himself up on my counter, hooks his heals into my ass and pulls me closer while his hand guides my cock back where it belongs. He reaches up and I know what he wants. I lean over and drive my cock in deep while wrapping my around under his back. Quinn has hooked his heals together behind my back and is pushing his ass onto my cock. Then his wrists entwine behind my neck and he looks me in the eyes, commanding "Jason, breed me. Make me yours forever." The roar starts in my head. Its like waves crashing against my skull. My hands move up his back and curl across his shoulders and I pull him as tight as I can onto my cock. My hips are pounding him, driving myself deeper and deeper into his ass. I can't feel the second sphincter snapping across my head making us both groan. "Fuck yes, Jason harder" Quinn is chanting and his hand is a blur as he is stroking his cock. I'm long dicking him hard and fast and deep, pounding myself into his very soul. The roaring in my head is not escaping my lips as I'm becoming caught up in my orgasm. I punch through his second opening one last time and my cock spits its venom as deep as it can. I put my full weight into it and pump every drop of seed into his beautiful ass. Changing him, making him mine. "Yes Jason poz me up, I need this, I need you!" as he shouts this is ass squeezes my cock like a vice and I can feel his cum hitting my chest. Spurt after spurt of pure clean seed is shooting across my chest and stomach dripping back down onto Quinn. Beautiful! I slide my hands back down across his back and lean forward and kiss my Quinn deeply, passionately, possessively, and I receive the same from him. No sudden remorse, no panic, no change of heart just full on devotion and love. He IS mine!

Quinn "OH NO, Jason NO!" I can't help but yell. This cant be happening to me. I finally find a man I feel I can trust, a man I want to be with. He's just made love to me like no one has ever before, and he's possibly given me HIV. I don't know what to do. I try to get away but he's got me up against the headboard. You're on antivirals, right?" "I was, but my last blood work showed elevated liver enzymes so my doctor has taken me off of them, and after they've cleared my system we'll do another test to see if the meds are causing the problem." "Ok, but it takes time for the virus to build back up right?" I'm pleading with him. I'm grasping at straws. No, no, this can't be happening to me. Suddenly I feel his cock twitch deep inside me. Oh god I can't help but moan with pleasure, even though I realize he's still in me with his HIV-loaded cock. "Yes, it does take time to build back up." Jason's looking me in the eyes and I see he cares for me and I instinctively find myself relaxing. Then he continued adding "Baby, it takes two days and I've been off of them for almost three weeks." "OH no." I've got to get him out of me. I have to get to the bathroom and clean his load out. I start to squirm and pull away but he's got a firm grip on my thighs. I try to push him out him out but all this does is make his cock even harder and bury itself even deeper in me. Then he shifts slightly and he hits that spot inside me. "OH God" I can't help but moan. He feels so good inside me. No one has ever felt this good inside me but I scared to death. Where will I go? How can I finish school? What is my mother going to do to me? Jason slides his hands up my thighs and grabs my hips and pulls me back towards him embedding his cock deeply in my ass. I can feel it twitching and flexing which makes me moan and want him more. But I can't get infected. It will ruin me. He pulls back some and I feel like there's a void left where he was, where he should be. No I can't think like that he has to get out of me, its a good thing he's pulling out of me. He leans over and licks up the cum off my stomach and then he pushes back in and leans down and kisses me deep. The taste of my cum and his cock sliding back into me is more then I can take. I don't know what to do I want to run and get away but I need to have him buried deep inside me. I don't want anyone but him to ever fuck me again. "Taste that love? That's going to be one of your last neg loads. You'll have a few more but soon you'll be infected, you'll have my DNA inside you, you'll be mine" He pulls back and then angles his dick right into the spot again. I squirt cum again, how does he do that to me? He makes me squirt and I'm not even cuming or touching myself, its like he's pushing all my neg juice out so it can be filled with toxic seed instead. "I'm going to get sick, right?" I can't help but ask. Again his cock twitches and expands. Its like his cock is excited by my fear and with the thought of shooting its viral load into me. "Yes baby you will, but I'll take care of you," and then he starts again. He's been just sitting there with his cock in me barely moving but now he's actively fucking me again. His cock is so thick its like a torpedo bombing its way into me. When he starts to pull back its like my ass can't help but push because of the way he's tapered but his cock never leaves my ass completely. His head is just inside me, pulsing dripping more precum, more virus into me. Then, in one steady push, he's sliding all the way back into me. "Oh God, Jason I can't." He leans over and kisses me deeply but gently. My whole world become centered on his lips. He gently places his hands on either side of my face, looks me in the eye and then leans in and his tongue is dancing with mine as he grinds his hip against my ass. This is right, this is where I need to be. I need this man to make me his but I'm still so scared. He slides back a few inches and just throbs inside of me, making small jabbing motions that are diving me crazy. He caresses my sides and his hands move down to my hips. He grabs them firmly and hikes my ass up and drives his cock in as deep as it could go. I wrap my legs tightly around his waist and my arms around his shoulder and I kiss him back. He acknowledges my surrender to him with a smile and says "I'm very proud of you my young man. I'm going to make you mine, your going to be a part of me soon. You'll always have me with you." His breathing is getting heavier and I can feel this cock getting even thicker. Damn how thick can his cock get? It fills me up like nothing ever has, its taking possession of me, its going to blast inside me and claim me. His pace is picking up and I can't help but moan and pant as he's taking over my body. He's using my hips to pull me onto his cock burying it as deep as it can into me. He's pounding away at my ass and its right. Its what I want, what I need. I need for Jason to make me his. "YES, Oh fuck" He groans into me ear and he shifts in such a way that he's right on that spot and I can feel his cock kicking and throbbing inside me. I can't help myself I bury my heals into his ass as I arch my back to get as much of his cock as I can and I'm shooting my load all over us. We're moving together to get his cock as far inside me as its physically possible. The only thing between us is his pubic hair as it grinds against my ass. As I start to calm down from another mind blowing orgasm my mind kicks in again. "Oh fuck, I've taken two poz loads now!" "Yes, and that's just a start, baby."

I have done that hose thing but I don't feel comfortable with it, as I have had water coming out of my ass even after 1-2 hours of doing it, sometimes it had been clean, so no big issues, but sometimes it comes with unpleasant surprises. For those who don't get fucked on a regular basis, I'd recommend eating light non greasy food for at least 24 hours or more prior to getting fucked. After years of trying many different options for cleaning myself, I recently discovered Fleet's Glycerin Suppositories, and have attached to it. They are sold in 100 ct canisters for around 6 dollars. What I do is to take some time to start the regime, start by introducing 2 suppositories, then 2 more, when I see less coming out I put 1 and so on, it does not loose effectiveness with repeated use. It creates little discomfort, usually goes away after a couple of minutes of not having one in your ass. It's supposed to create bowel movement in 45-60 minutes, but most of the time I get it instantly or in no more than 5-10 minutes. Good thing about it is that when combined with better eating habits, you feel totally clean, as the stool comes out as it is, not liquid nor broken down. It seems not to work so well for everyone, so I'd recommend you to try it buying a smaller packet, as some complain of heavy discomfort or very delayed results.