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Last night I was drunk as fuck at the abs. Shouldn't have driven there, but I decided to stay long enough to sober up. I went straight to the back, which had a decent crowd, dropped my pants and go positioned on a bench with my ass showing. I think my brazenness scared a few guys away, but thanks to the booze I wasn't too concerned. Within a few minutes I felt my ass being rubbed, then some lube, and then a fat cockhead opening me up. No idea who it was, and I didn't care. He gave me my first load after a few minutes, and another cock took his place. I lost track of how many cocks I took, but it was over 18 in the three hours I spent on the bench. Only one fat one caused me any discomfort, all the rest felt fucking fantastic. When I stood to get dressed, my thighs and ballsack were coated with cum, as was my ass. By the time I got home, so much jizz had ran out the entire rear of my underwear was wet and was starting to leak onto my jeans. I just striped naked and slept on my belly, letting any cum that didn't run out earlier soak into me.

I was itchy stepping up to the tattoo parlor with fear and excitement. Once I found out I was poz I was ready to make the next move and mark it so everyone else knew of my new station in life. The guy who pozzed me was so happy for me he set up an appointment for me with his ink guy and told me I could get as much ink as I wanted on him to celebrate it. I had a few ideas of what I wanted and I was ready for whatever came next. I walked into the shop and was greeted by an extremely hot blonde man with an extremely buff body that could easily be on the cover of GQ and any weight lifting magazines. I already started to drool seeing this Adonis in front of me. His tattoos went all down his arms and made him even more sexy. His green eyes were so bright when he saw me walk in and he smiled showing his bright white teeth. He walked up to me and put me in a big bear hug and I could feel his hard cock push up against me and it made me so hard in my pants and I know he could feel it as well. Elijah it's great to meet you Jimmy had told me the great news and I am happy to hear you're one of us but he didn't tell me how cute you are. Strip down for me and let me see what my canvas will look like before. Now I'm not a big guy, I'm 5ft 7 and weigh in at 175 pounds with a swimmers build being on the swim team in school. I have black hair and blue eyes and a nice six pack from swimming and from spending some time in the gym. I have a nice bubble butt that everyone tells me they love when they eat it out and push their cocks into my tight hole. My cock surprised everyone because they couldn't expect someone of my size. When they saw that someone like me had an 11 inch cock hard and 8 soft I always got whoever was fucking me to shove my monster in their ass as well and I always obliged. I got the same reaction out of Sam when he saw me and loved that I also had a nice PA right on the head and a Jacobs ladder to go with. Sam like everyone else looked like a deer in headlights but quickly recovered his composure and went straight down on his knees in front of me and engulfed my cock in one fell swoop. I was shocked that he was able to go straight down on me and I tried my hardest to not cum right there. After sucking me for a few minutes he got up and bear hugged me again saying he was just in so much shock that he had to do that. I told him that it was more than fine and I hopped we could do more of that sometime. He said he hopped so but for now let's get down to why we are both here. Sam went over to the door and locked the door and turned off the open light and closed the curtains. We talked for a bit and we went over what I would like to have done tonight. I explained that I wanted to get to b Red biohazard tattoos on my nipples and the the letter P on my left buttcheek another biohazard symbol on my hole for O and the Z on my right cheek so now everyone who spreads my ass knows about me. I could see Sam was so turned on with that idea he was openly stroking his hard cock in his pants. I told him he could get more comfortable if he wanted to and in an instant he was naked showing off more of his tattoos and I could also see he as well had a nice spiked PA on his 8 inch cock. Just like him when I saw it I engulfed his cock to the root like he did with me. I loved the taste of his cock and loved the feeling of his thick cock in my throat. Sam shaked at this surprised and had to grab the chair to help steady himself. Sam moaned as I lapped around his cock with my expert tongue making Sam moan even more. I could feel his balls start to tighten so I pulled off of him because I wanted his load somewhere else instead of my mouth. I stood up and smiled at Sam and let him catch his breath a bit and kissed Sam deeply on the lips and inserted my tongue deep into his mouth. Once we were done with the heavy make out session Sam had me bend over so he could look at my hole and ass to assess what needed to be done. I felt a chill as he rubbed his finger around my pink hole and a shock when he pushed it in all the way and it made me jump. Sam chuckled at my response and commented on how sensative I was. Well Elijah everything looks good but there was one more thing I need to do before we can start. I looked over at him and saw how much he was dripping precum and had an idea as to what he was going to say. He saw me looking and said "yeah you were right I need to have at that ass before we can start." I smiled back at him and bent over the tattoo table and shook my ass teasing him to come get it. Close your eyes sweetheart I got a few surprises in store for you. I got excited and closed my ass as requested and then I could feel something cold go around my my wrists and ankles and now felt I couldn't move. I was a little scared now but Sam rubbed my ass cooing at me that everything was going to be fine. Sam walked away from me again and because I wasn't instructed to open my eyes I kept them shut tight. I could hear more sounds of footfalls that sounded more like more people around me and it made me a bit more panicked. After the sounds quited now Sam's voice said you can go ahead and open your eyes now. I opened them and the first thing I saw was Jimmy naked as the day he was born along with about twenty other guys all naked and I could see all of them sporting bright red biohazard tattoos and they all said surprise.

Chapter 30 Xander went back to his room to rest up and I headed over to see Jack. He saw me coming and got a huge grin on his face. "Marty sent me a pic of your boy, he looks hot." "Yeah he did a great job. So I'm planning a little party for Xander tonight you should stop by my room anytime after eight, oh and feel free to bring any of your poz friends along, the more toxic the better." "Excellent, I'll definitely be there. I'm assuming you already invited Marty." "Yep he said he'd be there and he's hoping to bring some guys with piercings." "Mmm great! Nothing like a little metal in your cunt to make sure all that special cum makes it permanently into your DNA." I headed back upstairs and heard the shower running so I stripped and pulled back the shower curtain to join him. I shouldn't have been surprised but there was Mike on his knees blowing Brandon. "Jesus Christ Mike, how are you not totally hungover?" He pulled off of Brandon's cock and looked up at me, "coffee, lots of coffee." I chuckled, "okay you slut, off your knees. Brandon needs to save his loads for tonight. We have a special project we're working on." He pouted but got up. "So I don't get your cum anymore?" "Don't be a greedy bottom, there'll be plenty to go around tonight. It'll be good to have two bottom whores there." "Okay thanks," he's said leaning in to give me a kiss. "Your hubby know what a slut you've turned into on this trip?" "No, I'm not quite sure how to tell him I've been barebacking and taking poz loads." "We could always film you begging to be knocked up and send it to him." "Umm, yeah not so sure about the sending it to him part but I'd love to have it so I can watch myself." Brandon rolled his eyes, "you are such a slut. You should go back to the conference and see if you can attrack some more poz men to bring tonight since you seem to be really good at sniffing us out." We got Mike out of the shower and sent him on his way. "That boy is like a fucking puppy, he won't stop following me around." I started laughing, "yeah some of these chasers who don't realize they're chasers can be a little clingy when they get their first taste of the bug. Hopefully there'll be plenty of men here tonight." I jumped on bbrts and placed a party ad for tonight, 'my new totally smooth boy's in town for a few more days taking all loads. Prefer toxic men, need to make sure he leaves here knocked up but no load refused.' A couple of hours before the main event was scheduled to start I checked to see if anyone had requested an invite. Nice, twenty guys had expressed interest so far. I weeded out the escorts and the scary ones and ended up with fourteen potential guests, nine of which stated on their profiles they were poz. Not bad for a Wednesday night. I sent out acceptance notifications with the hotel info listed. Even if only half actually showed there should be plenty of guys to do one hell of a number on Xander's cunt. At seven on the dot there was a knock on the door. Brandon was standing closest to the door so he let Xander in. "Fuck you're even cuter in person. Come on in." He came in and immediately started taking his clothes off. "Damn Scotty was right you are a horny one." "No sir, I mean yes I'm extremely horny, but I have instructions to only wear clothes in public." I was sitting on the couch watching the interchange. "Boy, why don't you ask Brandon here to take you into the bathroom and make sure you're ready for your guests." "Sir I'd appreciate it if you could inspect my cunt and make sure I'm ready to go." "Absolutely," Brandon replied shedding his clothes and leading Xander into the bathroom. "Get in the tub and bend over." He did as instructed and Brandon started rubbing his hard cock around Xander's pink hole using his precum to lube him up. After a few seconds he pressed the head of his cock inside and started pissing. "You ever had a piss enema before?" "No sir, this is my first time." "Okay I'm just about done. When I start to pull out you need to clinch your ass muscles and keep every drop inside you until I tell you to release." "Yes sir." About thirty seconds later he pulled out, Xander clinched his ass, dropped to his knees and started to clean off Brandon's cock. "Good god Scotty, you've trained this slut well." "He's a natural, just needed a little encouragement to reach his full potential." "You like my piss deep inside your pussy?" "Mmm, yes sir I feel full but good." "Just a few more minutes then you can let it go. Just keep sucking me while we wait." He latched back on and deep throated Brandon until he was about to shoot his load. "Okay boy, that's enough for now, go ahead and release in the toilet. Then rinse off in the shower and when you're done get on the bed on all fours." About ten minutes later the boy was on the bed ready for loads. I couldn't wait any longer to eat him out so I dove into his ass and started rimming like crazy. He was moaning so loud Brandon shoved his dick in his mouth to keep him quiet. "Damn he's as really good sucker." "Wait until you breed him, his cunt is even better than his mouth." I reached under him and sure enough his little dick was leaking like crazy. I took some of his precum and lubed my cock up then slammed into him in one go. "Damn you're faggot ass was made for real men to use." I pounded in and out and soon grabbed him by his hips and impaled my dick all the way in giving him his first load of the evening. Brandon quickly took my place and had been fucking him for about twenty minutes when there was a knock at the door. I opened up and there was Jack, Mike, Marty and three other men. "Come on in guys and makes yourselves comfortable. We have two neg bottoms with us tonight and our mission is to make sure they both have enough toxic cum in them that's there's no question of their status by the end of the night." I could see Mike start to panic. Brandon got off the bed and put his arm around him and said, "slut, what the fuck did you think was going to happen tonight. This is a conversion party. Besides you've already taken so much poz cum the deeds probably already done." He was still freaking out and I could see that Jack had just about had it. "Look," Jack said turning Mike towards the bed, "see that slut over there with his ass in the air?" He shook his head yes, "he knows his place is to serve real men. He's ready to accept his destiny, so you either get naked and take your place next to him or leave. The real men in the room have work to do." With that Jack walked over and shoved his hard dick deep into Xander. "Thank you sir! Please poz my cunt." "Fuck yeah that's how a real boy behaves." It didn't take him long before he was adding his cum to the mix. After he pulled out he grabbed a sharpy from his pants and went back to Xander. On the small of his back he wrote 'neg', 'poz', and '?'. Under poz he made a hash mark then looked at me and I held up two fingers. He added two more lines than patted him on the ass and said, "good boy, you're off to a good start. Who's next?" I'd been so turned on watching Jack fuck Xander that I missed where Mike had disappeared to. Brandon caught my eye and said, "he bolted, decided this was too much for him." "I don't understand some guys. Guess he wasn't drunk enough to take poz cum tonight." Marty's three friends lined up in order of the size of their cocks. The first guy was average size and appeared to be so turned on it didn't take long for him to blast his load inside. The second guy had about eight inches and was pretty thick, he pounded away while his buddies egged him on to knock the bitch up. As he was shooting his load I finally took a good look at the third guy. Wow, how had I missed him. He patted Xander ass and told him to roll over into his back. "Hey slut I want to look in your eyes as I destroy your cunt." His dick was easily over nine inches, extremely thick, and had a beautiful PA with a rough finish to it that looked like it would definitely do a number on his insides. I watched Xander's eyes go wide when he saw the monster heading his way, but instead of fear it was hunger. The guy saw the same thing and said, "fuck yeah, they weren't kidding about you." He ran his hand over his biohaz tat right above his cock. "Tell me what you want boy?" "Poz me up sir! Make me complete. Please, fucking destroy my boy pussy." With that he slammed in deep causing Xander to catch his breath, his eyes rolled back in his head and he started moaning. "Fuck yeah you slutty whore, my cock is working all those poz loads deep into the lining of your cunt. There's no way you're not leaving here without carrying all our poz babies." He pulled all the way out and I could see streeks of red on his dick, damn that was beautiful. "You ready for my toxic load boy, "he asked as he rammed his cock back in not stopping till his balls were bouncing off his ass. "Yes, Damn it, yes," he screamed, "knock me up!" This had to be one of the hottest pozzing I'd ever had the privilege of participating in. Xander was smiling from ear to ear as the guy pulled out and presented him his dick to clean off. He reached out with his hands to pull his legs up and asked who's next while he took the cock covered in pink cum into his mouth. I'd been so turned on watching I hadn't realized four other men had arrived, all naked with their hard dick out ready to add their loads. "Hey guys any of you toxic?" Two of them smiled and raised their hands. "Perfect, you guys go first." One didn't wait to be told twice and took his place between Xander's legs and got to work. "Hope you don't mind waiting," I said addressing the other two." "Fuck no, totally understand. I'm only sorry I'm on meds, that was the hottest thing I've ever seen." "Agreed, I'm going home and flushing my meds down the toilet," the fourth guy said. "I never really understood the need to spread the bug until watching this bottom so willingly accept his place." Marty's friend had climbed off the bed and joined us watching Xander take his next load. "Fuck yeah do it man! Flush your meds. It's our responsibility to knock up all bottoms especially ones like this slut. He was made for real men to use, just look at him moaning begging for our poz seed." After that it became a free-for-all. A couple of us were versatile so we entertained the total tops while Xander was busy taking loads. The only rule we had was the guys couldn't cum in us they had to deposit in Xander regardless of their status. Ten out fourteen of the party invites actually showed up which I was really pleased with. Some guys just blew their loads and left but most stuck around to fuck him a couple time. As the party started to wind down it was just me, Brandon, Jack and Marty's friend, whose name I learned was Allen. Xander had his head in my lap. "How you doing boy?" "If anyone had told me on Monday that this conference would fucking change my life I would've told them they were crazy. But holy fucking hell this has been utterly amazing. My cunt is sore but I'm still horny. Not even sure how that's possible." Allen chuckled, "gotta say boy, I've pozzed a lot of guys in my life but I've never had anyone quite like you. Your body was made to serve real men and your cunt, damn don't even get me started. I know you're sore but I'm sorry I have to have one more go at it before I go home." Xander didn't say a word, simple lifted his legs up giving Allen access to his hole. He slid his hard cock inside and begin to fuck his ass. "Damn you are so much looser now that you were at the beginning of the night. Such a sloppy cunt, ahh here cums." It was soon just me, Brandon and Xander left in the room. We all collapsed on the bed. "Thank you Scotty, that was truly the best night of my life. I can't believe it took me so long to embrace my true self." "Glad I could help," I said leaning over to give him a kiss. "So just how many loads did I end up with?" He rolled over so we could do a final count. "Oh wow," Brandon was grinning, "man you're my hero. Five unkown, 3 neg, and a whopping 31 poz. No make that 32 I forgot to add Allen's last load." "Holy shit, I took 40 loads in one night. Good god I am a fucking slut no wonder I'm so sore." He started laughing. "Guess I truly earned that tat then." "Oh yeah I think it's safe to say there's no way you didn't get knocked up tonight." We all kissed then dozed off to sleep satisfied in knowing that Xander had had a very positive evening.

A few years ago when Craigslist personals was still active I was in my freshman year at NC State University. I have a high sex drive and was constantly checking out sites like CL and Grindr for quick, and easy hookups. Over time I began to notice many ads about fun in the bathrooms at D.H. Hill Library. The thought of playing in public really turned me on so I messaged one of the ads just trying to get info on where people met up and how to get play started. Luckily the guy gave me all the tips that I now know about cruising and best bathroom and times to go. The next day I had a short day of classes so after finishing up I went to the library around 2. I went to the West wing where it was recommended and I picked second to last stall so I could potentially have someone on the either side. This side of the library was much quieter so fewer interruptions. First guy to come in after I sat down just went to the urinal and I was already getting excited of what might happen. He finished and left when about 5 minutes later someone else comes in and takes the stall to the left of mine. This bathroom has 4 stalls so most people wanting privacy would have taken the one 2 stalls away from me. I quickly got a bit nervous and got ready to bolt, but I took a deep breathe and began to slowly tap my foot as I had been instructed by the guy on CL. Shortly after the guy sticks his fingers under the stall and beckons at me. Nervously I get off the toilet, but have a raging hard on and get my legs under the partition. Quickly my 7 inch cut dick is enveloped by a hand and he begins to stroke me up and down teasing my head. After a bit there is movement on his side as he gets down and puts his lower half under the partition. The guy has thin, but toned legs and a dick that wasn't very big at around 5.5, but had decent girth and was beautifully cut. In a low, commanding voice he told me to suck him. I began to rub his legs as I bent over with my ass near the partition and obeyed. Internally I was still panicking about this all, but I was so damn turned on. I kept sucking him quite sloppily getting his dick wet and down my throat. As I did this he began to rub my ass under the stall. I kept bobbing on his tasty dick when he again commanded, *Sit on it." I was not prepared at all for this. I had only come with the intention of oral play so had not brought a condom. I told him as such, but he responded it did not matter and again commanded me to sit on it. My fear of STI's quickly came to my head and again I wanted to bolt, but I just stood there on my knees staring at his dick. Finally I thought to myself fuck it, I will try it this one time. I told him ok and turned around and began to squat hovering over his bare dick. I hear a loud spit and then felt wet fingers probing at my hole. I began to leak precum and get even harder and knew this was the point I was going to go through with it. After he got me nice and wet I slowly brought my ass down to the tip of his dick. And then further and further and further down. He was all the way in me and I was in exstacy. Once I got comfortable with him inside he began to fuck me hard from underneath the stall pounding away at my prostate. I kept bouncing back on him trying to feel his raw dick as deep inside of me as possible. My precum kept leaking and dripping over my legs with all the motion and he started to whisper how hot my bare ass was and that I should keep meeting him and others in bathrooms. After a few minutes of him fucking me, without warning he began to grunt and I felt my ass getting filled up. He went soft and pulled out with some of the cum spilling on the floor. He quickly pulled his pants up and left the bathroom while I stood there still squatted in a daze. I could not believe what had just happened, but I was still rock hard. I ended up jacking off until I blew my own huge load. After cumming I got a huge wave of guilt and fear of what I might have just gotten from a stranger. I left in a panic and told myself I would never go back. But, as you can infer from this story dear reader, I did go back. Many more times in fact and I think over the few years after I was at NC State I got a few more loads from this guy. But I guess I will never know as I never saw his face and that is half the thrill of it.

Part 11 - July 2017 Byron took the final curtain call for the evening with Louise to a standing ovation from the audience, this becoming a regular thing with every performance. The Broadway critics loved the show and gave rave reviews seeing Louise performing again and giving Byron amazing write up's as standing out next to the star of the show, able to hold his own and command the audience. His few solo singing and dancing parts drew thunderous applause just like Louise's had. They were running in to the last 3 weeks of the production. He sat in his dressing room looking at the text from Sam and put his phone down. He was upset that Sam couldn't make it out as he was touring through Europe with a German ballet company. Sam had been keeping up with the reviews and would constantly send Byron messages heaping praise and promising they would see each other in December. Byron had kept in touch with Jack and told him about Marcus and the time they spent together, even confessing how upset he was when it turned out to be nothing but sex. Still he had brought happiness to Marcus and Tyler, despite his own sadness around Sam being unable to fly out. Tyler and he would still spend together in bed. Tyler knocked on the dressing room door and walked in seeing the sad look on Byron's face, he went over and put his arms around Byron's neck hugging him. They had been a rock to each other after Marcus left for LA, Tyler was supporting Byron now that Sam was not coming over. "How do you do that, keep turning up when I am sad" Byron joked looking at Tyler in the mirror. Tyler smiled and sat down "Don't know, maybe I can sense your sadness" he laughed. Byron wiped the make up off his face "Thank you Tyler, and I really mean it" he said smiling at him. Tyler picked up a wipe and helped "You only have to ask me and I will sleep with you" he said. Byron leaned in and kissed him "I know" he replied kissing him. They were interrupted by another knock at the door "Come in" Byron called, he finished wiping his face. "Is this where the new star of Broadway dresses" Stefan called out opening the door. Byron stood and ran over in to his arms bursting in to tears "Hell Byron what is the matter?" Stefan asked. He sniffled "Nothing, god I am so happy to see you" he said kissing Stefan on the mouth. Tyler stood up and knew immediately this was Byron's man "I should go Byron" he said. Stefan looked over "And who are you?" he asked "Are you fucking my man?" he looked seriously at Tyler. Tyler unsure what to make of it looked at Byron "Boyfriend?" he asked. Byron wiped his face "Stefan come and meet Tyler" he said. Stefan shook hands with Tyler "Well have you?" he asked looking at Tyler seriously. Byron laughed "Very much so" he replied winking at Tyler. Tyler looked at them both "So you are his boyfriend?" he asked Stefan. Byron laughed "Stefan here is straight" he said seeing Tyler looking relieved "Well sort of" he chuckled. Stefan punched Byron lightly on the arm "I am going to be his husband one day" he said smiling. Tyler scratched his head unsure what to make of this "Are you joking or for real?" he asked. "He says he will marry me but won't have sex with me" Byron replied holding Stefan's hand. Tyler laughed "You English are so fucked up" he said "I will leave you two alone to do whatever". Stefan stopped him "No, come to dinner with us, I mean my mother and father are coming as well" he said. Tyler looked at him "You brought your mother and father?" he asked looking shocked. Stefan laughed "My mother is Louise" he replied seeing Tyler smile and nod. Stefan looked at Byron after Tyler left to get changed "So your fucking with him?" he asked again. "Yes" Byron nodded "But I fixed him up with Marcus you know the dancer" he quickly added. Stefan nodded "As long as your not falling for him" he replied kissing Byron's head "Your mine" he said. Byron smiled "So you keep telling me" he said standing there as Stefan buttoned up Byron's shirt. Stefan held Bryon's face "You know I am in love with you". They spent a great deal of time chatting over dinner, Tyler was thrilled as being dance captain he very rarely got invited out with the star of the show for dinner. Stefan made no secret about where he was sleeping for the next 3 nights, Tyler still trying to get his head around their relationship. Through dinner he could see that what Stefan and Byron had went way beyond sexual love for each other. Tyler loved chatting with Louise and her husband, he even got along so well with Stefan that they flirted quite openly knowing it was just words and banter but all the time it was fun. Stefan finished undressing and walked naked from the bathroom and climbed in to bed. Byron settled by cuddling up against Stefan stroking his chest 'I missed you' Stefan said kissing his head, they both quickly fell asleep. Stefan woke early from his jetlag and kissed Byron on cheek telling him he was going down to breakfast, Byron turned over falling back asleep. He walked in to the hotel restaurant to see his father just sitting down and went over to join him. "Morning, can't sleep either" Stefan said sitting down. Matthew looked up "Surprised you are up this early" he replied "Byron is still tired so I left him sleeping" Stefan said after ordering coffee. Matthew laughed at how Stefan acted like they were a couple "You still love him don't you" he said. Caught by surprise he took a sip of coffee "Yes, sometimes I really wish I was gay" he replied looking down. Matthew smiled "You know love is not always about sex and you have both shown that" he said lovingly. Stefan looked at his father "You don't mind this, I mean it screws any chance of finding a girl". He shook his head "Well no I don't mind, does Byron feel the same way towards you?" he asked. "I think so" Stefan said thinking "he has never said he loved me though" he admitted. Matthew smiled "He is gay Stefan, maybe he wants more but can you give that to him?" he quizzed his son. Stefan looked at him "What if I can't, I don't want to loose him from my life" he said with slight panic. "Only you and Byron can determine the future and what happens son" Matthew said making it clear. Stefan chuckled "I never thought you and I would ever be having this conversation" he said. Matthew laughed "Makes a change from talking business" he replied "have you ever... you know?" he asked. "Done anything?" Stefan finished the question "No, I kissed him once with a chocolate" he replied. Matthew looked at his son "And?". Stefan shrugged his shoulders "It was nice I guess but it wasn't a proper kiss" he replied remembering it fondly. Stefan finished breakfast and headed back up to the suite. Realising that had been the weirdest conversation his father and he had ever talked about. Opening the door he walked through in to the bedroom looking at Byron, he was laying on his back the sheet halfway down his body. Standing there looking at him he just loved how he looked, so peaceful in his sleep, so sexy he thought. He stopped himself, wait, did he think he looked sexy he begun questioning his own thoughts. He stood there for a while lost in his own world undressing himself, he moved over to the bed and climbed in besides Byron. He mumbled and stirred in his sleep, this time Stefan cuddled up to Byron placing his hand over his chest and kissing him on cheek. Byron moved his arm around Stefan's neck and pulled him closer, his hand ran up along the Stefan's arm resting over his bicep. Stefan relaxed his whole body, he missed this, he really loved being in bed with Byron. Being close to him was everything he needed, he smiled remembering how he told Byron growing up that nothing and no one will ever come between them. He lifted his head and looked at the smile on Byron's face 'you belong to me Byron' he whispered softly almost to himself. Byron rubbed Stefan's arm 'I know' he replied catching Stefan by surprise. Stefan laid his head back down, Byron turned on his side and kissed Stefan on the lips tenderly wrapping both his arms around him cuddling him more intimately than they had ever done before. Stefan stroked Byron's back and his breathing steadied as he fell back to sleep, their faces almost touching. His alarm went off at 11.30am and Byron reached over to turn it off, his erection rubbed against Stefan's leg by accident. He was surprised that Stefan did not react and just smiled at him 'dirty tart' he said jokingly. Byron sat up and laughed and slipped out of bed to shower. Stefan walked in to the bathroom naked and sat on the floor watching him shower. Byron looked at him "Pervert" he said causing Stefan to laugh and smile. "What can't I watch you shower now?" Stefan asked standing up "or should I join you?" he stood by the shower. Byron turned looking at Stefan's physique "Better not" he replied grinning. Stefan chuckled "Yeah better not, after what you did to Darren" he said and burst out laughing. Byron shook his head "Don't remind me" he said holding his hand out for a towel "You coming to the theatre?". "No, father wants to check out some hotels he is considering using" Stefan replied still watching him. Byron dried his hair "I thought you were here to relax?" he asked stepping out of the shower. "You know him, mixing work with pleasure" Stefan replied "Can we dine alone together after the show?" he asked. Byron stood in front of him "Are you asking me out on a date" he laughed. Stefan smiled "Yeah suppose I am" he replied laughing, Byron stopped and look at him. "Your ex is right we are a pair of weirdos" Byron replied smiling "Oh and yes I will". Stefan walked in to the shower and looked at Byron watching him "Stop looking you tart" he laughed. Byron and Louise took the final curtain call as the standing audience disappeared from view as the curtain touched the stage floor and everyone relaxed. Louise kissed and hugged him which had become normal after every curtain drop. "We need to meet with the producers tomorrow at 2pm" Louise told Byron. He nodded "Another packed out show" Byron commented as they walked to the wings. Louise smiled "Your getting quite a name for yourself Byron" she enthused. "It's all down to you Louise, I owe you a lot for what you have taught me" Byron said hugging her again. "You better get ready for your date" Louise casually said "Stefan is waiting for you in the foyer". Byron tutted "Is nothing secretive around here" he laughed running off stage to get changed. He didn't really know what to expect on a date with Stefan, to him it just seemed as though they were having dinner alone as they walked in to the restaurant. Byron recognised several Broadway stars from different shows that were also arriving and dining. He didn't know them personally but knew of them from the billboards outside the theatres he passed every day. Byron pointing out some of the stars to Stefan who sat there watching him full of happiness and listening intently. "What?" Byron suddenly asked looking at Stefan. Stefan smiled "Nothing, you look incredibly happy" he said "I have never seen you like this". Byron sat back in his chair "I love what I am doing and you are here" he responded in truthfulness. "Are you in love with me then?" Stefan asked causing Byron "only you have never really told me?". Byron looked at Stefan "You know I love with you, you don't need me to tell you" he replied. Stefan smiled "Good" he said pausing "You know I can't find a girlfriend, no one compares to you". Byron laughed "Don't be daft, look at you, you could have any girl in here easily" he replied. "Oh I can get sex when I want it" Stefan said "But it's you I want. No. Need". "Sorry to interrupt you both" Patti Lu Pone stood in front of them "I saw your show this evening". Byron stood up "Oh, you did?" he fumbled going all stage struck. Patti smiled "Well mostly due to Louise but I heard great things about you. You stole the show to me". "Thank you Ms Lu Pone, that is very nice of you to say so" Byron replied trying to string words together. "Patti please" she replied "Would you star next to me in my next show in 2018?" she asked immediately. Byron stood looking at her "Me?" he asked "Oh god yes that would be amazing". Patti leaned in a kissed him on the cheek "Fantastic darling, I will set the wheels in motion". "Do you have your agents details?" she asked Byron, Stefan knew he hadn't signed up to one yet. Stefan stood "You can go through my mother" he said "sorry I mean Louise Hythe-Anderson" he corrected himself. Patti turned and looked at him for a moment "Oh yes I can see the resemblance now" she smiled shaking his hand. Stefan waited for her to leave "I hope you didn't mind me doing that" he said to Byron. Byron smiled "What? Oh no, that's Patti Lu Pone" he said again making Stefan laugh. "Don't be surprised Byron, my mother told me you are the talk of Broadway at the moment" Stefan said chuckling. Their evening took longer than anticipated as a few cast members from different shows all wanted to congratulate him on his performance with Louise. Eventually arriving back at the hotel suite just after midnight, Byron walked in to the bathroom and stripped and turned on the shower. As the warm water started coming through the shower head he slipped under the cascading water rolling his head back and allowing the water to flow over his face. Could the night get any more stranger he thought relating back to his conversation with Stefan. It still worried him weather Stefan was really being open with him and completely serious. Stefan stood there and watched for a minute and took down his underwear, slipping in to the shower he stood behind Byron and gently touched him. Byron jumped in surprise and looked down seeing Stefan's arms circling around his waist holding him. He felt Stefan kissing his neck then resting his head against his "I love you so much Byron". Byron held Stefan's arms "I wish you could give me more" he replied. "I'm sorry I can't give you everything you need" Stefan replied turning Byron to face him. Byron kissed him on the cheek "Make good on your promise and never leave me then" he looked Stefan in the eyes. He nodded "Never Byron" Stefan moved his face closer he wanted to kiss Byron. Byron sensed what Stefan was going to do "You don't have chocolate hidden do you?" he said smiling. Stefan grinned at him "Not this time " he replied remembering how they first kissed at Christmas. Stefan moved forward pushing Byron against the shower wall, he looked deep in to his eyes then his lips touched Byron's. Slowly with closed lips he kissed Byron, he repeated this several time and could feel Byron's cock getting hard against his leg. Byron wasn't sure but thought Stefan had a tear roll down his face mixing with the water from the shower. Stefan kissed him again 'Oh Byron' he quietly said then his lips planted hard against Byron's. His lips parted, he felt Stefan's tongue passing over his lips seeking his own. Stefan held Byron tighter, their mouths locked together standing in the shower. They kissed softly and sensually, the years of love between them surfacing. Stefan pulled back and hugged Byron tightly not wanting to let go. By the time they got in to bed and laid in each others arms Byron really knew how deep their love for each other was. They kissed and Stefan stroked Byron's face before tiredness took over them. Byron met Louise in the reception for their 2pm meeting with the producers, they were both unsure what it was about although Louise suggested to Byron that they may want to extend the show. The producers arrived and they sat in the hotel lounge, they wasted no time in telling them they had secured a theatre in the west end of London for 4 months starting in October. They were moving the show to the UK and wanted Louise and Byron to reprise their roles, Byron thought it would be a simple yes but Louise looked over the details and told them she was not happy with the package being offered for Byron. She made it clear that he was to get equal billing and pay due to his success on Broadway, to his surprise the producers agreed immediately if they would sign now. Louise excused herself and Byron to discuss in private. "Well Byron, what do you reckon?" she asked him "you want to work with me for another 4 months?". Byron nodded "Of course" he replied "One condition though" he said looking at her. "Go on" Louise replied. Byron smiled "Will you manage me, you know all this sort of stuff" he asked her. Louise smiled "Deal, but if you get to busy we may need a proper agent to manage you" she said. "I'm sure you can manage it" Bryon said "there is one other thing I was approached last night.." he started. Louise stopped him "I know, Patti wants you staring in her show next year" he laughed. Byron smiled "Did she call you already?" he asked looking surprised. "No, it is the worst kept secret on Broadway, spies are everywhere remember that" Louise said knowingly to him. The deal was done and they would be set to start stage rehearsals in September giving them both a month off when the run finished in August on Broadway. Stefan and Matthew waited for their taxi to the airport saying good bye to Louise to Byron in reception. Stefan kissed Byron on the cheek and hugged him "Stay out of trouble and be safe" he said to him. Byron giggled "And don't get anyone pregnant" he replied feeling the laughter from Stefan's body. "Gonna miss you, have fun with Tyler" Stefan said quietly. Louise put her arm around Byron comforting him, she clearly saw how upset he was at Stefan leaving.

Today is my 4 year anniversary As On January 20, 2016, I tested Poz I live 2 years with out meds but had to get on meds as I would get sick from a cold and be in the hospital.

After a really heavy fuck session or after a "regular" fuck a few days in a row (happens sometimes) I may need to give my hole a 2-3 days rest. Unfortunately 😉 The longest was a whole week after a guy with a big dick and a PA (my only PA so far) spent several hours in my ass. Could hardly sit the first 2 days. But it was a lovely reminder LOL.

Went to a friend’s private party Friday night. I was hoping to get in the sling and take loads as long as I could but it was pretty busy when I got there. Instead I ended up being propped up in an arm chair with my legs pushed back up against my shoulders with my ass at the edge of the chair. This really beefy hairy bear kept teasing my hole with his tongue and rubbing his cock up against my hole. He kept asking me how bad I wanted it and I finally started begging for him to fuck me. He obliged and lined his cock up, poured more lube on his dick and slid in up to the hilt. His cock was hitting me in all the right places and he was getting me close to cumming before he said he had to stop or else he’d come and he wasn’t ready too. A really sexy daddy with a huge hardon took his place and started to fuck me. His dick was probably nine inches and I could feel all of him sliding into me. He pounded me good really pinning my legs back with his thrusts before cumming hard and deep inside of me. He stayed in me while kissing me before pulling out. A buddy of mine wanted a turn and got me on my legs facing the chair so he could fuck me from behind. He fucked me for about 15 minutes before cumming inside of me. He slapped my ass as he pulled out and moved on leaving me with cum leaking down my legs. It was then that I took a brake and cleaned up a little and got a beer. After a quick breather I got into the sling and ended up taking a handful of loads from a few different guys before the bear from earlier was back and fucking me good. He said he’s been edging all night in various guys and was ready to bred “a nice slut”. He was really working me over and the chains on the sling were rattling quite a bit. He didn’t take long before I could tell he was shooting inside of me. His breathing quick and his body shaking as he let out a huge grunt. I felt like me ass was being flooded and I could feel his cock spurt multiple ropes of cum. He kept slamming into me over and over again before he finally started to lose his erection and pulled out. I couldn’t see who but someone was then eating my ass and going for the cum leaking out. I ended up getting fucked by another guy after that but then my legs started getting numb and I had to get out. I took one more load being bent over the coffee table by some younger muscle stud who said he had cum a few times already but got hard again watching me in the sling. I jerked out a load while he was fucking me and shot right before he did. It was a hot cum filled night and i went home around 4am to pass out.

By John Y. I'd always wished for a larger cock. I mean, don't get me wrong—I like my cock and it does just fine by me, but I'd always envied the huge donkey hung studs I'd see at the Y where I have a membership for my family. I like to jog, swim and “relax” in the sauna in the rare instance that I actually have some free time for myself. Mostly it's my beautiful wife Denise and my sons who take advantage of not only the facilities themselves, but a whole host of workshops, spinning classes, and weigh training seminars available. My wife does the yoga classes to help de-stress from running the boys around to their full schedule of extracurricular activities and sports practices. I have three sons total; Jeff, by my first wife, and two other sons; Jake and Tyler—both from my current wife, and both as adorable as their mother. Raising sons nowadays is a lot more complicated than it was when I was a kid. If I wanted to play baseball after school I'd just bring my mitt w/me to school that day and play at the park on the way home along with the other kids. My sons, like most nowadays, need their own electronic organizers and costly uniforms and accompanying safety gear for each team they're on—which is many. My oldest son Jeff is a hearty high school senior, all American in every way—sort of beefy from too much soda pop and videogames, yet he has an intensely competitive nature. He excels in sports, and has the kind of beefy build that's perfect for rugby, hockey, and football. He's still growing and he's gonna be a big bruiser by the time his body catches up with his hormonal fluxes. Jeff has adorably messy light brown locks that poke out all over and kind of flips from under the back of his omnipresent ball caps. The kid wears a different ball cap every day and even holds down a part-time job at the local lids shop at the mall. He claims he couldn't support such an extravagant image without the generous employee discount. And apparently not having your own personal brand or completely unique style is unacceptable as a high school senior in 2004. When my first wife and I divorced, Jeff was a toddler and his mother was more interested in booze and other men than she was being part of a nuclear family. So with the help of my parents and brother, I raised Jeff primarily by myself until I remarried. The bond between my son and me is stronger than any other I've ever known. In many ways, Jeff is my best friend; my sounding board about everything from listening to me bitch about “that idiot on talk radio”, to enduring my frequent tales of how “we used to do it” when I was a kid. We share blond jokes and a sick addiction to AFV (yes—the stupid show where people send in videos of their grandmothers catching on fire or dying at weddings with overt canned laughter overlaid.) It's wrong. We know. But we cant seem to change the channel once it's on, and I chalk it up to my voyeuristic side. Jeff's also the one who'll tell me how bad my golf swing is, and why I shouldn't wear “those way too short Adidas running shorts, Dad!”. Secretly I think he's just jealous and wants to wear them for the vintage factor, but they're a little too large for him now. All in all, we have one of the closest, most communicative, and healthiest father/son relationships I know of. Jeff's eighteenth birthday was coming up soon and I wanted to make sure it was a day for him to remember. Turning 18 is a big thing for someone that age and I easily recalled my excitement at the prospect of graduating from a restricted license, high school, and all the wonder and freedom of a life away at college. I knew Jeff expected something significant for his birthday and I debated for a long time over what to get him. Even though he wanted his own car, I didn't want to go that route. Lots of dads buy their sons new cars for their 18th birthdays and 3/4 of them end up totaling it within weeks anyway. I wanted Jeff to earn his car, so he'd appreciate it. I wanted to give Jeff something more substantial than a material purchase. I wanted to give Jeff something that he could really own for the rest of his life—something that his “old man” gave him, by which he'd always remember and cherish our good times together. I gave the matter a lot of thought over the weeks leading up to Jeff's birthday, and one day at the Y it finally came to me. After a particularly taxing day of work, a heavy greasy burger lunch on the run in my car between meetings, and two too many beers with the my last client of the day, I decided I should do myself some good and hit the gym. I phoned my wife from the car and explained that I needed some “me time”, and I'd be home late after I hit the gym and unwound a little. She and I respect each other's need for space and time and I think that makes for a good marriage in our case. We both know how invigorating and detoxifying it can be to pump out some adrenaline at the gym, sweat out that stress, and rejuvenate in the bathing facilities at the Y. Our local Y was just built a few years ago and is well maintained. The men's steam and dry saunas are spic and span, as are the pool, locker, and shower areas. After a good run and some free weights, I felt like I deserved some shower time and indulgently headed towards the showers. I couldn't wait to peel off my sweat-drenched gym gear and just bask under the hot jet sprays of the shower for a while. It was about an half an hour before the Y closed and I'd been the only one under the refreshing steam jets of the showers for a while. I'd actually finished scrubbing myself down and eyes closed, I was letting the warm water glide down over my oxygenated muscles and swirl the ocean-scented body wash down the drains at my feet. Racking my brain once again about what to get Jeff, and breathing in lung-fulls of steam and scented water, my mind wandered. I started thinking about how good the water felt on my skin. My balls were hanging low and when my soapy hand drifted past the head of my now lucid cock I felt hedonistic warmth rush in patches all over my body. My mind's eye flashed images of all the hot muscles I'd seen straining and pushing in the gym. Guys with massive arms—huge guns Jeff called them—paraded and pumped in my mind. I remembered a distinctly huge, beefy football player we'd seen during last Sunday's game. Trying to imagine what this guy's look like unstuffed from his tight shiny blue pants, I threw wood. This jolted me back to reality and I struggled to focus as I opened my eyes. At first, I wasn't sure if I was asleep or really under the hot foggy showers. What appeared to be that guy from Sunday's game—or perhaps his brother—was hanging up his towel at the end of the row of showers and heading towards me on the right. I wiped my wet hair to the side and flushed the excess water from my eyes and still I had to blink twice to realize that I was in fact fully conscious and cognizant of the hulking beefster next to me. He casually said hi and turned on the shower nozzle next to where I was standing. I choked out a ridiculously girlish “umm …hi there.” and turned the other way to quickly apply an additional dose of shampoo to my already clean hair. After all, I tried to convince myself, the bottles does read “shower, rinse, repeat”. I just needed to figure out how I could steal another glance what I thought I saw with this huge guy. What I definitely knew was that this guy was stacked. He was probably 6’6”, thick slabs of bulky rounded muscles that bounced on his already massive frame, black hair, and a strong healthy girth that in all honesty must've been about three bills. This guy was massive! In a deep baritone, he started humming that clever baby back ribs jingle, then started singing it. When he breathed, his thick d cup pecs bounced, and in turn so did his ripped but bulging belly, and so on down to his meat. In my peripheral vision I could sense something huge and pendulous moving, and as my eyes were drawn down this beast's thick body I honed in on the hugest package I've ever witnessed The guy sported a long fat dong, close in size and shape to a baby's arm, and a massive pair of bull nuts. He was donkey hung and didn't seem to mind me staring, as he rinsed the shampoo from his hair. Arms raised behind his head, blowing out his huge biceps for me like cocky plumage—his gut and basket were pushed forward making his meat bounce even harder with each deep “baby back, baby back, baby back” reiteration. He finally addressed my stunned stare with a friendly, but decidedly knowing, “Ya wanna know what it's like, doncha? I gulped and nodded. He told me most guys couldn't keep their eyes off of it and he didn't mind the attention at all. In fact, he told me he liked to share the wealth and I could take a hold of it to see how heavy it felt. I couldn't believe this guy was gonna let me grab his donkey in the showers, but I knew that beggars can't be choosers and decided to seize the opportunity, along with his horsemeat. I nervously looked around—the locker-room was silent except for us, and I stepped over in front of him. When I took his huge hang in my hand I blushed because even my man-sized hand couldn't reach all the way around it. I squeezed a little and repositioned my fingers around the rubbery dong, but I still couldn't get full grasp. It must've weighed a solid pound plus, and the giant bag that hung beneath his flopper held two testes the size of softballs. I recoiled my hand quickly because for a second I thought for sure this must be some kind of physical abnormality—like a twin brother that never fully developed and I was going to see this guy on Oprah next week or something. It was abnormal to say the least, but it was indeed a cock. And the most perfectly formed giant monster cock I think anyone has ever seen. Even with the internet male porn I'd sneak on the computer sometimes late at night, I'd never seen anything this big. “I guess you've got some rare lucky genetics”, I nervously snickered to break the tension. “No way buddy” he chuckled, “this isn't a genetic gift from my dad. This is Christmas gift from my girlfriend”. Puzzled, I stared back wondering what the hell he meant. I asked him to explain, and he told me that his girlfriend worked downtown—not far from Chinatown. During her lunch breaks she would often peruse a local herbal shop and buy crazy cough remedies and PMS teas and stuff. She developed a great rapport with the owner—a withered but wise old Chinese man who had an herbal remedy or potion for anything and everything that ails ya. His girlfriend mentioned one day that she needed a unique gift for her boyfriend, and something that they could possibly use to enhance their sex life. She expected some Benewah balls or spicy herbed lube of some sort, but instead the old man winked at her and said he had just the thing. He scurried off, climbed up a ladder, and produced a glass jar of what appeared to be dried black leaves of some sort from a hidden stash, behind the New Age book overstock section. As he climbed down from the ladder he shook a bony finger her way and warned her to be very careful with what he was about to share with her. He told her it was an ancient Asian masculinity herb and would produce amazing yet unregulated aphrodisiac affects on whoever ingested the mix. He warned that the results were always unpredictable, yet he'd never seen happier customers than those who'd purchased the herbs for their mates. He said it was never to be taken—or even touched by women, and she should only allow her partner to open and ingest the contents that he spooned into a tiny rice paper envelope for her. She agreed and giggled inside thinking that if nothing else, it would make for a great gag gift Little did she know that the seedling thought in her mind at that moment would manifest itself in the way the herbs would take effect. Three days later her boyfriend was transformed after drinking the herbs steeped as tea, as the envelope prescribed. “She eventually learned to overcome her gag reflex.” the bruiser cockily laughed, “and I've been the object of admiration and respect from everyone I've met since, he snickered. “I've gotten three promotions at work, was made captain of my rugby team, and I never pay for drinks at clubs anymore.”, he goaded. He shook the obscene member at me again and taunted me with it. You want one, doncha bud? You wanna know what it's like to have a donkey swinging between your thighs 24/7, doncha buddy? His previously jovial demeanor now verged on arrogance, but I suppose I couldn't blame him. I nodded and agreed when he inquired for the third time about my envy, but I knew I needed to play it cool if I were to maximize this situation. It almost seemed as if the serpent in his fist was speaking directly to me now. “You want this for yourself, doncha dude?” it hissed lewdly. “No”, I responded simply. That threw the guy for a loop, as I'm sure it wasnt the typical glazed and patented “uh huh” he was accustomed to hearing. “I want it for my son.”, I announced. The guy laughed and asked me if I was kidding. I shared a little info with him about my relationship with my son, and told him about my desire to gift Jeff with something he'd not soon forget. He agreed with my logic and told me he'd share the secret shop with me, but only on one condition. “What's that?”, I queried him. “That if he gets bigger than me, I get to see his.” Deal! We shook on it and he clued me in as to where I needed to go and what I needed to do. The next morning I cleared my afternoon schedule and made a beeline to the shop at lunch. By 12:30 I held in my possession the gift of life for my son's 18th birthday. Jeff's eighteenth birthday was two days away, and I was anxious to give Jeff his gift. I doubted and questioned myself over and over again in the meantime. Was this wrong? Was it illegal? Doesn't every dad hope that their son wil inherit the best genes the family jewels have to offer? I figured at most Jeff and I would get a good laugh, and then I'd buy him a car to reoccupy his mind. That Friday night couldn't have come sooner. Of course Jeff was hosting an obligatory blow-out bash in our basement rec-room with 10 of his closest buds (car keys to be left in my possession), but I wanted to share a special private moment with my son before his guests arrived. After dinner I went into my den and threw back two double Scotch's, and called for Jeff to come join me. Feeling the need to be relaxed I was wearing those old Adidas track shorts form my stint on my HS running team 2½ decades prior, and I was adjusting my ball sack and to the warm glow produced by the Scotch when Jeff entered the room. “What's up Pops?” he asked—with an inconceablable smile on his face. In the back of his mind, I knew he thought he was baout to be hnaded a set of keys to a new Porsche or at least a VW. I told Jeff to feel free to grab a beer from my minibar fridge and sit down, because i wanted to talk to him. His eyes lit up about the beer and the newly adult privilege I bestowed on him, but of course he felt compelled to add a cynical teenage groan and obligatory eye roll at the prospect of a lecture. He flopped into the leather armchair opposite me, threw one leg over the side and popped open his beer. He paused just briefly before swigging form it—first to see if I was really going to allow him to drink a beer, and secondly to hide that fact that he knew how to swig beer form a bottle like a sailor already. That fact would have solidified my sneaking suspicion that hed been raiding my wetbar for about a year now anyway, and possibly even explain why I couldn't find my favorite Adidas shorts sometimes. He sensed my lax attitude about the beer and took and sip and pretended to make a face at the fuzz. I told him to cut the BS with me and remember who he was dealing with here and we both laughed. That broke the ice and he proceeded to swig the bottle like a seasoned pro. “Jeff”, I started, “I want you to know that since you were a little boy, I've only ever wanted the best for you—in every possible way.” Another obligatory eye roll and a mumbled “I know that, Dad—sheesh!”. “Now Jeff, listen to me here for a minute, I continued. Aside form footing the ridiculous bill for this party of yours tonight, I picked up something special for your birthday. One more gulp of beer and an intense stare to me as he tried to figure out what kind of car I was leading up to. Then he finished the beer. “Can I have another one Dad? Please! It's my only 18th birthday, c'mon!” Ok, I relented but I want one too, and I have something else for us as well.. He swung back around from the fridge, hading me the beer and looked at the tiny envelope in my hands. “I have something here for you son, and now that you're a man I think you can handle this.” He looked again at the envelope as he flopped back into the chair and asked me if I was going to smoke a jay with him. Now I was the one who rolled my eyes, and explained that I wasn't quite that kind of Dad, but I did have something for him that I could almost guarantee none of his friends Dads would give them. “What is it Dad?” he asked, his curiosity piqued. “Whatcha got for me Pops?” “A donkey dick.” I flatly replied. Jeff blew beer foam thru his nose—spraying my legs and shorts. Coughing and trying to regain composure, he laughed out loud at me. “No, really c'mon Dad.” he belted out. The beer was going to his head fast and I could see his beefy pink cheeks flush with alcohol and laughter. “What is it?”. I explained to him about the old Chinaman in the shop and the supposed effects of the herbs and Jeff just stared at me—trying to determine if I was pulling his leg, or if premature Alzheimer's was settling in. “I'm serious, Jeff.” I explained. “Guys with monster cocks get ahead in this world and even though I don't believe I've done you wrong in the family jewels department, I want you to have every advantage possible in this world.” He knew my spiel was of the utmost honesty and sincerity and he quieted down. “So what do I do?” He looked to me for a lead. I handed him the envelope and told him to add the crushed leaves to his beer. “Even if it tastes bad, swallow it all and don't puke, OK? I chided him. “I know how to drink beer Dad”, he mocked and snatched the satchel from my hands. The reality of what I was presenting him kicked in, and I knew that at this moment a new car was the FURTHEST thing from his hormonally charged teen mind. I had to admit—I was on the edge of my seat, myself. Jeff added the mixture to his beer and glug, glug, glugged it down. He sat back down in the chair and looked completely normal. I watched intently for any sign of change. He looked down at his crotch, back up at me, and then let go a huge belch. That made us both laugh an then Jeff's face went completely blank and pale. He bolted up quickly in front of me and grabbed my arm. “Oh my God, Dad!, he exclaimed nervously, I think it's starting.” Jeff began trembling and his grip on my arm grew stronger—almost to the point that it hurt me. I steadied him at the hip with my other arm and frantically panicked, wondering if I'd just poisoned my own son. A huge smile dawned on his lips and he shook my arm excitedly. I broke my gaze from his face as I noticed his baggy khaki trousers begin to heave and stir. He was tenting alright and my curiosity kept me glued in my seat—at eye-level with his growing mound. Jeff threw his head backwards, let out a lewd moan, and inhaled deeply. When he did, the bulge in his trousers lunged forward and a large burgeoning outline was taking shape. With each low guttural moan, Jeff was breathing life into his new baby. Within minutes the distinct outline of a large eggplant was bulging out of his pants I wondered how insane this night would become. “Awww yeah—that feels sooooo damn good”, Jeff hissed under his breath. His voice had already deepened and his nascent donkey drew the attention of his hands. Both of them rubbed the enormous eggplant bulge in his pants and he caught my eye with a glace as he squeezed his pant mound. I could see pure sexual lust in his eyes and it was a little awkward for me to recognize that in my son. I'd seen this look before during really intense, connected sex sessions with girlfriends—even my wives now and then, but this was different. I could literally smell and taste the pheromones Jeff's pits were exuding and the heady aroma drew me in. Jeff's moaning continued and I thought his antagonized pants my burst right in my face. It was as if someone were filling a giant water balloon down his leg and soon the bulge began to resemble a butternut squash. I doubted the cotton of his khaki's ability to retain the monster much longer and wondered when it would stop. I mean—I did want Jeff to have a huge one, but I didn't want him relegated to a traveling sideshow or medical journal. Oh shit—what if I gave him too much? What if he's too young? Thoughts were racing through my mind, but the manly aromas now wafting form Jeff's body were starting to bone me as well. Jeff's breathing began to slow and the bulge seemed to have slowed its rapid rate of expansion. I couldn't help myself any longer and I reached forward and yanked down Jeff's trousers. What lay before my eyes was the wildest thing I'd ever seen. Jeff's cock had morphed into a heavy, lewd column of meat. He'd even developed a massive juicy foreskin that bloated out the circumference of the cock and make it appear even larger. It had to be at least 15 inches in length and probably 10 inches around. It bobbed and throbbed in front of my face and seemed to be breathing on it's own. His ball sack hung a solid foot below his groin and his testes had swollen up like ripe Florida grapefruits. Jeff wrapped both hands all the way around it and with his voice definitely an octave lower asked me if it was really him. He squeezed it and shook the bloated beast a few times. Jeff shuddered in ecstasy and a tablespoon of thick precum oozed from his quarter-slot piss-slit, and began a viscous, slow-mo descent from Jeff's monster and dripped lewdly onto my leg. I shoveled the goo up with my fingers and brought it to my nose. It reeked of semen personified, and I nearly succumbed to the Cloroxy smell, as if I were scrubbing an unventilated bathtub. Jeff leaned in and inhaled deeply. When he did my cock jumped and the head burst forth from my tight Adidas shorts. That gave us both a jolt and Jeff's monster bounced one final time and bloated up another inch in diameter. That was as big as it was gonna get, and it was gargantuan by any standards. Neither of us knew what to expect from his newly birthed monsterbone. My son was now a magnificent bullstud. His monster meatshaft would be the envy of men everywhere, his now stacked bulbous chest had grown a thick matt of fur. His voice was a full octave deeper and he'd developed a visible 5 o'clock shadow. His eyes were lustfully wild and it was plain that I'd turned my son into a sexual beast. He grabbed my head from behind and forced my mouth onto his Easter ham. My eyes bulged and my lips stretched tightly just to accommodate the head. As my eyes teared up, I looked up at him and saw maniacal evil in his eyes. I don't think he even knew it was me he was forcing onto his cock. I don't think he cared either. At that moment my manboy just needed his nut. I got him into this situation and I was to endure the brunt of his first powerdong experience. He bludgeoned my mouth and I whimpered like a punished boy, taking my medicine. Copious amounts of precum poured from his nozzle like a broken beertap and my swollen lips barely accommodated one third of his might girth. He pumped and grunted and I gasped for air thru my nose. Thick bolts of precum squished out the corners of my mouth and landed in loud splats on the floor each time he plunged his beast into my skull. My boner was throbbing like mad but I couldn't touch it because I needed both hands to steady myself as my son tore me a new one. Tears streamed down my purple swollen face and I nearly passed out form asphyxiation. Synaptic stars shot off like fireworks in my brain due to lack of oxygen and then the first volley hit. The cum gushed so intensely out of Jeff's cock that the pressure blew him off of me like a crimped firehose unraveling. Trying to get a hold of the angry beast, Jeff grabbed it tightly with both hands and attempted to direct the lurid flow of semen, but it was no use. He shot off at least ten huge wads of cum, each one pulsing out of his monster and hosing me down in warm pungent jizz. Jeff grunted and growled and I could literally see his balls beginning to deflate as they unleashed their substantial payload. A thick gloppy cupful of jizz splatted squarely in my face and I looked out from under the drippin ooze to see Jeff collapse back into his chair. I shot my meager manwad into a puddle of my son's mitochondrial spermpool, and struggled to catch my breath. Within moments Jeff was snoring in the chair, and I scrambled to clean up the slippery mess. My den was awash with jizz and I sopped it with as many bar towels as I could find. My body was covered in the gooey gore and I worried that Jeff's guests might start arriving soon so I hurriedly wiped down everything and ran to the shower. When I came back Jeff began to stir, the swelling of his thick member had begun to subside and in the light it looked like a like a saintly baby sleeping. “Oh my God, Dad, Jeff started, I just had the most fucked up dream.” When he looked down for a reality check, he gulped hard and his eyes shot up at me in near disbelief. There was an intense moment of silence and then Jeff's signature smile appeared. He confirmed what I had always hoped he would say to me. “You're the best Dad ever!” “Happy Birthday Jeff, I replied. Never forget who's your Daddy!”

After reading the incredible "Pregnancy by Sperminator" on Breeding Zone, I thought for sure Spermpig had made it all up. Since Craigslist shut down their personals a while back, I figured there was no way I would ever be able to find Sperminator. But the story made me so horny I just had to look, because I love the thrill of the risk of taking loads so much. Unfortunately for me my internet search skills are very good, because I eventually did find Sperminator's ad on another site. I thought to myself "OMG, this just can't be real". But curiosity got the better of me and I couldn't help but respond to the ad, figuring it was just a joke put there by someone from this site that had read the story. Much to my surprise the next day I found a reply from Sperminator waiting in my inbox. Of course he lives in a different city, but I had some leave I needed to take before the end of the fiscal year anyway so I booked a plane ticket and a room at a nice hotel near the airport. Once I had arrived and checked in, I sent a text to the number he had given me and a few minutes later received a reply. I texted back the hotel address and my room number, very horny with anticipation. I never thought my deepest, darkest fantasy might come true, but here I was prepping my ass and getting ready for his arrival. It seemed like an eternity but it was probably really less than 45 minutes when I heard a knock on my room door. I let him in and true to the description in the story he was a very large but well built black man and he was wearing a shirt and grey sweat pants. I could already see that even soft his package left a large bulge and I couldn't wait to see it up close for myself. I told him that I'd seen the story online and knew I needed to have him stop my biological clock. He told me to get down and suck him to get his cock ready to impregnate my ass. At his command I dropped to my knees and pulled down his sweats until his dick was free, nearly to his knees and not even hard yet. Spermpig was definitely not exaggerating. I set to work on it, but didn't have any more luck getting even half of it in than Spermpig did. I did manage to get it up to full mast, and it definitely had to be around 13" and 7+" around in the thick part. As I got down on all fours on the bed he warned me that I was definitely going to be walking funny for at least a week and I had no doubt that this was indeed a dick I would never forget. He told me that since I was such a chaser already he wouldn't let me ride it first, but since he was feeling generous he would go slow at first until my hole was fully stretched out. He got up behind me and adjusted my position to line up his big torpedo shaped dick at my hole and I could feel his well lubricated head start to press against my hole. I couldn't believe I was really doing it, letting a big poz dick fuck my neg hole and maybe impregnate me. But it was definitely for real as his big dick started to make entry stretching my sphincter as wide as it ever had been. And I'd been practicing with the largest black dildo I could find in order to try to get my hole prepared for this monster dick. But like Spermpig, my hole was definitely not ready. It felt like I had a fireplace log being forced into me as he forcefully but slowly stretched me out to accommodate his girth. When the wide part started to stretch me he grabbed my hips firmly and increased the pressure. I was hoping that I would be lucky enough that it would take at least two or three times for my ass to get knocked up, but true to Sperminator's reputation my pregnancy test came back positive the first time. I really had to have that big dick again though and figuring that he might not have an interest in fucking me again once I was pregnant I got on my computer and made up some fake negative test results. I was able to arrangedto meet him two more times before he figured it out. He was a little upset at my deception, but said he understood why I wanted to keep getting fucked. Even though my ass is now ruined, I still crave for his big dick to pump his seed into me but somehow now that I've been knocked up the thrill is gone since there isn't the risk of getting pregnant anymore. What gives me a thrill now is thinking about spreading the gift to unsuspecting tops.

I have dreamed of going to any bathhouse since I was old enough to masturbate. I have looked all over the internet since I was eleven and first started to masturbate and have fantasized about what would happen to me when I go there. I am barely legal now and the opportunity has been presented to me. I have a fake ID now that says I'm 21 and my parents felt I was old enough to be by myself for the weekend so now I am ready to finally take the plunge and go to the one bathhouse that I have read was the best one online from all the reviews of their site. I packed up all I thought I would need for the night and got into my car and drove the hour away from my house till I was met with an Iron gate at the entrance to the bathhouse. I grabbed my bag and made my way to the front door of what looked like a huge house that stood three stories tall. I walked in the door shaking with both fear and excitement with what was about to happen. I was met by the man at the window. He asked me if this was my first time here and when I said yes he told me I was lucky that the cover and locker fee was waived tonight for new comers. He asked to see my ID and when he looked at it closely he handed it back to me and pushed the membership form at me and had me fill it out. Once everything was done he handed me a towel, key and a small brown bottle and when I looked confused he told me that they were poppers and when I was having fun to hold the bottle under my nose and breathe in deeply. I thanked him and ,made my way to the locker room to put away my clothes and began my journey into the new world. I put the key around my wrist and the brown bottle in my sock after breaking the seal I put it in my sock and started to explore. I started on the ground floor and saw other guys walking around either naked or wearing tight underwear. I dove deeper into the building and started to go up there stairs to the second floor. I started to hear all sorts of sounds from various rooms of many guys having all sorts of fun and it was making me horned up and super excited. I got allot of looks from guys walking around and got groped and pinched by many of them. I walked by a set of plastic door strips which looked like it led into a pitch black room and there was a symbol of a scorpion above the door. I didn't understand what that meant so I passed it for now. I kept walking and saw a few doors open and looked in and saw some twink being pounded into the bed hard by a rough looking guy. I stopped for a few moments and started to tug on my cock under my towel. I was jealous of the twink and hearing the sounds he made started to make me moan from it. The top heard me and turned his head in my direction and I felt a shock run through my body straight to my cock. The top smiled at me and without missing a beat he mouthed to me "i'll find you for this later." I could feel myself turn bright red and started to scurry on off. I went to the top floor which turned out to be a pretty cool club. The music that was playing through the building was going on up here and I saw through all the lights that there was so much sex going on. Every corner of the club there were orgies and other various fuckings going on and I knew this was going to be a great night. I walked over to an empty couch that I found and decided that this was going to start now. I grabbed the bottle of lube I had and applied a good amount to my hole then remembered the bottle in my sock I grabbed it and then positioned myself on my hands and knees ready to make my fantasy a reality. I took the bottle to my nose and inhaled just like the guy at the front told me and I completely felt myself swimming. I swayed around on the couch unknowing I was being watched and by the time I steadied myself on the couch I wasn't aware that my ass was being stretched and that there was a giant cock being shoved into my ass. I screamed both in surprise and in pain as this massive intruder worked its way up my tight ass. I tried to push back but my intruder held me down onto the couch to keep me in place. The intruder growled at me and just told me to hit the bottle again and enjoy this. I grabbed the bottle again and took another hit off of it and sure enough my body relaxed more to make it easier for the onslaught. I started to moan more in pleasure remembering that this is what I truly wanted and went with it. I moaned more and more from the pleasure and this man pounded me more freely. As he went to town on my ass the sounds made me a center of attention and drew more guys around me. I felt this man's cock get bigger and bigger and I knew what that meant and I was ready to get my first load of the night in hopes more would follow. With one more loud growl this man slammed into me hard and I could feel was a powerful six shots of cum being unloaded into my ass. I felt my balls tighten as well and splattered my load onto the couch and it felt like one of the biggest loads I've ever had. When the mans cock slid out with a pop from my ass I smiled and turned around to see the man responsible for popping my cherry and saw it was the man I saw in the room from earlier. He looked at me and smiled like he did before and brought his lips to my ear and whispered "I told you i'd find you." I was happy to see such a hot stud all sweaty from our fucking. What I saw and was a bit confused about was the scorpion tattoo I saw on his cock but I decided to wait and think more on it later on because my mind was more on the moment and waited for the next cock to fuck me.

FUCK! This is one of the hottest pieces of fiction, I have read so far at BZ. And honestly, there are loads of great fiction on here. Though I don’t think of myself as a chaser, I must admit that I thoroughly enjoyed reading about Scotty’s adventures and his transformation from a "safe only guy" to a proud and dedicated community member. Halfway into the first chapter, I was hooked. I just kept on reading and reading – rock hard right through to the last chapter 😎 Meeting Scotty, Dr Manning and his attentive staff - reading about their endeavour in making Scotty realize his true needs and desires … setting him free as a barebacker was not only great, sexy fun, but also triggered emotions deep inside myself.

well i finally mustered up the courage to put some of my own videos online. for the most part they are videos of me, blindfolded, ass up with the door unlocked and a mature top breeding my hole..... i hope you like them A MATURE DADDY USING MY THROAT AND HOLE [think before following links] https://www.xtube.com/video-watch/a-mature-daddy-using-my-throat-and-hole-42634241 BLINDFOLDED, DOOR UNLOCKED, TOTAL ANONYMOUS FOR THE 2ND TIME [think before following links] https://www.xtube.com/video-watch/blindfolded-door-unlocked-total-anonymous-for-the-2nd-time-42629861 NEIGHBORHOOD LAWYER LIKED TO STOP BY AND BREED ME [think before following links] https://www.xtube.com/video-watch/neighborhood-lawyer-liked-to-stop-by-and-breed-me-42045391 FIRST TIME BLINDFOLDED, DOOR UNLOCKED AND MY DOOR UNLOCKED [think before following links] https://www.xtube.com/video-watch/first-time-blindfolded-door-unlocked-and-my-door-unlocked-42018431

As a top, I absolutely love to slap the face of the slut I fuck. 2 options : we talked about it before (like on an app) and I know what can I do, how hard I can do it. We did not talk about it and I'll go more and more and really read your face to see what you are feeling about it. Most of the time, it makes my dick so hard, it's turn on the bottom. I allready fucked once a guy who needed to be slaped in the face really hard to cum : oh boy it was fun 😈

As a sub bottom girl, I'd let him take me until he's done with me ....

I never knew my hole and body could be so sore from being fuck. When I saw the clock it was 1:30 so where did the last 24 hours go.

Chapter 29 We dozed off for awhile but I soon woke up to a warm mouth on my rapidly expanding cock. "I'm sorry sir I didn't mean to wake you but I just couldn't resist your dick. I've never been so horny in my entire life." I put my hands on his head guiding him back down on me. "Don't worry about it, that's just your true self waking up and taking charge. Now get me hard so you can ride my dick." He sucked me for a few minutes then straddled my hips and sat down on my hard cock. He let out a very satisfied moan as he sank all the way down. "Oh man it feels so amazing." "I still can't believe you went five years without a hard cock inside your warm boy pussy." "Well to be honest I didn't really enjoy it that much. It always hurt with the condom on. I mean I know I've read a lot of dick stories and chatted with a lot of guys and they all said it was so much better skin on skin but you know what they say, doing is believing." I smiled, "and do you believe now?" "Mmm not sure, may need to get fucked a few hundred more times to be sure," he said with a wicked grin on his face. "Ahh, I'm sure that can be arranged," I said raising my hips up to meet him causing my dick to explode inside him. He clamped down hard trying to milk every last drop. "Damn we need to get you a butt plug to make sure you don't lose a drop of cum." "Mmm, I've always wanted to try one of those." He was still sitting on my cock trying to milk more cum. "Fuck, you're so sexy boy. I wish I knew a tattoo artist here in town we need to get some ink on this tight bod of yours." "I'd like that sir." He climbed off my cock and snuggled up beside me. "Thank you for tonight. I can't believe what I've been missing." "Don't worry boy we'll catch you up real fast." I looked at the clock by the bed and realized it was almost two in the morning. "Damn son I need to get back to my room and make sure Brandon's okay." "Your admin?" "Yeah, he's only nineteen. I'm sure he's fine but I keep forgetting he's my responsibility." "I'm sorry I kept you so late sir." "Don't apologize, this was amazing. Make sure your free tomorrow evening as we're going to continue your training and I'm guessing Brandon will be more than willing to help." I got up and threw my clothes on. I gave him a kiss and told him, "no clothes for the remainder of the trip unless you're in public." "Understood sir." "I'll text you tomorrow when I know the plan. Get some rest, you're going to need your strength tomorrow." I wasn't sure what to expect when I got back to our room but seeing Mike getting fucked by Brandon while another guy had his cock down his throat wasn't it. The guy getting blown saw me come in and said, "I've got dibs on this slut's ass next. You can have him once I've dumped my load." "No problem man, I just gave my new boy three loads so I think I'm tapped out for the night." Brandon looked over at me and grinned as he unloaded in Mike's ass. He pulled out and the other guy immediately took his place. Brandon walked over to me and I couldn't resist so I dropped to my knees and cleaned him off. "So how many loads does that make," I said pointing to Mike. "I just gave him load number five." "All poz?" "At least three, not sure about the other two. You know don't ask don't tell." He grinned. "Ahhhh," the other guy groaned, "take my poz load you fucking slut." I turned to Brandon, "where'd you find this guy?" "Mike picked him up at the bar. When he got a little drunk he started telling guys he was looking for poz guys to knock him up. There were three guys who wanted him to go with them. He was going to go but I convinced him it would be easier, not to mention safer, to just come here. I hope you don't mind. I tried to text you but you didn't respond." "No you did good. Sorry I didn't see your text my phone died and I was a little preoccupied." "So you said. Your new boy? Can't wait to hear all about that one." About this time the other guy had pulled his clothes on and was leaving. "Thanks, that was fun. Later dudes." "Hey Mike how you doing over there?" "I'm drunk on poz cum." "Yes you are, come on why don't I help you get back to your room." "Hey Scotty, when did you get here," he said as he sat up and noticed me for the first time. "Come on buddy, you've had a busy night. Let's get you home so you can sleep this off." We got him dressed and I helped him to his room and got him tucked in for the night. I wondered if he was going to remember any of this in the morning. When I got back to the room Brandon had cleaned up everything and was in bed waiting for me. "Looks like we both had eventful nights." I chuckled, "it does appear so. I take it Mike's okay with the fact he's going to be on team poz." "I think it's safe to say we managed to wake the beast inside of him and there's no going back. And your new boy?" I showed him pics of Xander with and without my dick buried deep inside his ass. "Well fuck me! Please tell me I'm going to get a chance at that pink hole of his." "Absolutely, I'm going to throw together something special for him tomorrow, uhh I mean tonight," I said looking at the clock. "We don't have to get up early tomorrow do we." I laughed, "hell no, don't set the alarm just wake up naturally. Now let's get some sleep." I woke up close to 11:00 feeling well rested. It's amazing how refreshed I always feel after a night of breeding. Brandon's arm was draped across my chest and he was snoring softly next to me. I carefully removed his arm and quietly got out of bed. I checked the conference agenda for the day and decided there was nothing pressing that I really needed to attend. Now don't judge me I realize I was there for work and should be trying to get a lot out of the sessions but, yeah not going to happen today. I threw on my running shorts and a tank top and slipped out of the room. I sent Brandon a quick text so he'd know where I'd gone then headed down to the lobby. As I got off the elevator I noticed that the really hot concierge was on duty this morning. He smiled at me as I passed by. "Good morning sir, enjoy your run." I stopped for second and walked over to him. "Hey thanks again for telling me about those trails yesterday." "No problem, hope you enjoyed them." "They were great, lots of nice scenery," I smiled, winked at him and turned to go. "Hey," he called out, "I just have to say I love your ink." He blushed a little like he couldn't believe he'd actually said that out loud. "Thanks, as you can tell I'm a little addicted." "They're hot, I mean they look good on you." I smirked, "thanks, got any of your own?" "Umm, yeah a couple, nothing like yours though." "Well we all have to start somewhere. Umm, hey I just had a thought. I'm assuming you got your ink done here in town." "Yep, my buddy has his own place just a few blocks away from here. Why, you looking to get some more while your staying with us?" "Not exactly, I uhh, have a new friend who's in desperate need of some ink on his totally smooth body." He looked at me and lowered his eyes, "totally smooth?" "Only hair he has is on the top of his head." I pulled out my phone and showed him a picture of of Xander naked from the waist up. "Fuck me! He shaves?" "Nope, naturally smooth." He had a look on his face as if to say, 'yeah right'. "Trust me I spent all night inspecting him from head to toe." "Damn that's hot. Gotta say I love hairy guys but there's something about a completely smooth bottom that makes me rock hard. He is a bottom right?" I laughed, "total bottom." "Fuck me! Don't suppose you're sharing him?" "Absolutely, he's becoming a no load refused boy." He reached down to adjust his crotch. "You okay there," I asked grinning at him. "Oh yeah, this constantly happens to me with this job. I tend to get turned on a lot working here." I chuckled, "hmm I could see that being a hazard of the job, being surrounded by all these hot guests. So how often do you given in to the temptation?" "Oh it's not temptation I consider it a perk of the job, and I'm very good at making sure our guests have a very positive experience with us." "Hmm I bet. So what do think the chance your buddy would be able to fit my boy in for his first tat today or tomorrow?" "Not sure, but his shop's only a couple of blocks from here, so you should just pop over before your run and check." "That's perfect, thanks." I got directions from him and headed out. It was literally one block from the hotel, very convenient. I walked into the shop and this hot biker type guy about my age greeted me, "hey you the guy with the smooth boy?" I looked at him a little confused. "Jack from the hotel warned me you were on your way over. Fuck man, love your ink, your guy did good work. You mind if I see you're back?" "Not at all," I said taking my tank top off. He ran his hand over my biohaz tat. "Damn, I bet this beast attracts a lot of chasers." "Like a moth to a flame." "Good man! So Jack said you wanted to mark your new boy." "Yeah, I'm thinking of something on his ass to let all the tops know exactly what he is." "He poz?" "Nope but he will be by the end of the week." I pulled out my phone and showed him Xander's pics including one of his tight bubble butt. "Damn," he whistled, "I can't wait to get my hands on that ass. I think I have the perfect ink to start him off." He pulled up a picture on his computer. "Oh fuck that's perfect. When can you fit him in?" "I'm pretty light today have come down whenever and I'll work on him." "Great what do I owe you?" "Nothing, just let me help knock the boy up and we'll call it even." I called Xander to see what he was doing right then. His phone rang for awhile before he finally picked up. "Hey slut did I wake you?" "Good morning sir, no I'm just lying in bed fingering my cunt." "You still have my loads inside you?" "Yes sir." "Good boy. You need to throw on shorts and a t-shirt. I'm going to text you an address, be here in ten minutes." I hung up before he could respond and sent him the address. While we we're waiting for him to show up I found out that my new friend was named Marty and he loved nothing more than breeding neg boys. Eight minutes later Xander walked in the shop. "Fuck you've got an obedient boy there." I grinned, "yeah he's doing great. Xander this is Marty, you belong to him for the next couple of hours so make sure you do everything he tells you to do." With that I gave him a deep kiss and left for my run. I made sure to do an extra long jog too give Marty enough to time to finish up. When I got back to the shop the front was empty but I could hear moaning coming from the back. I followed the sounds and walked in to see Xander bent over a bench with Marty's big dick unloading in his cunt. He slowly pulled out and gave me a big smile, "fuck your boy's got an amazing ass. Gave him two toxic loads to help him on his journey. Take a look at his ink and let me know what you think." "Holy shit that looks great. Has he seen it yet?" "Nope I figured you'd want to do the honors." I took a couple pictures so I could show Xander. His eyes got really big. He threw his arms around me and gave me a big wet kiss then did the same to Marty. "Thank you, now everyone who fucks me will know I'm a poz pig." "Well you're on your way to being poz but you're definitely a pig." On his ass cheek was the outline of a pig with the word poz inside, it was fucking beautiful. "Hey Marty, if you're free tonight you should come by my hotel room. I'm planning to see just how many loads we can get inside his cunt." "Fuck I'll be there. I definitely want another go at that ass. I also have some friends I can bring too if you're interested." "Toxic?" "Yep, and a couple have wicked PAs that with help ensure all those loads can do their job." "Perfect, anytime after eight." I hadn't even noticed Xander had dropped to the floor and was cleaning off Marty's dick. He was a fucking natural. "Come on boy let's go so he can get back to work." As he stood up to grab his clothes I noticed he had bars through both of his pink nipples. Marty saw and looked a little guilty. "Hope you don't mind, I started sucking oh his perky tits and just could resist piercing them." "Great idea they look good on him." He looked relieved, gave us both hugs and we were on our way. As we headed back to the hotel I asked him how he liked his first tattoo. "Yes thank you so much. It makes me feel even sluttier. But I am a little concerned that it says poz when I haven't earned the bug yet." "Believe me son, I'm going to do everything in my power to make sure you're poz by the end of the week." "Thank you sir." "Now go back to your room and take a nap, it's going to be a long night. Just make sure you're at my room by seven."

Decided to start my own tally on BZ so I can keep track of my taking all that is given to me. I need to make sure I am keeping up with the Jones, Looking to be a real pig with 20/20 vision As of Jan 19 51 Cocks 18 Loads 4 Fists

Sunday at the Berkeley Steamworks is usually off the hook. It was a little subdued on the Sunday when the 49ers were playing the Packers. It was either confidence in the team or overwhelming horniness that made so many fuckers come to the bathhouse, NFL game be damned, looking for ass and cumdumps. I was happy to oblige. Seeder #1 was a 40-something man who wore glasses which is a huge turn on for me. Plus he had a nice long fat dick that stretched my limits. He came in my room while I was sucking another guy's dick. My ass was still exposed for other challengers so he slapped it a few times and thrust inside. At some point the guy whose dick I was sucking left and left the door open. A small crowd began to form outside. In ten minutes #1 sprayed my guts with his seed. He got up to leave but stuck his cock in my hole one more time before he split. Another couple of guys who were watching from the hallway figured they'd give everybody more of a show and suggested we go to the sling in the back room. A few of the onlookers followed us - being watched is a huge turn on for me. The two guys took turns fucking me and both claimed to come inside, but I honestly only remember the flooding sensation from one of them, which is fine...thanks to them and their sling idea, everybody was getting the idea that I was a guaranteed cock holster who couldn't get enough cum. After my time in the sling, I had three more guys stop by my room, one at a time, and all of them raw fucked me, but I got no loads until... Quickest load of the night: A good looking asian guy came to my room and fucked me missionary. He only lasted seconds before he pumped a creamy load in my hole, and then just as quickly he was gone. That was a private pounding with the door closed. Things got relatively quiet for a while until a young scruffy looking dude with a long beard pounced on me in my room. There was no foreplay. He put on a condom (not ideal but I didn't protest), climbed aboard and started pounding away. Every once in a while he'd twist my jockstrap and use it to bend me into a slightly different position. He piston fucked me fast and hard. I had to put my arms straight out in front of me to keep from being fucked into the wall. He had a nice thick cock that felt so much better once he pulled the condom off and threw it on the floor, then jammed his rod inside me again. He shared his poppers with me, and fucked hard raw for about another five minutes, then let out a yelp and thrust balls deep, holding his dick inside while his cock pulsated and emptied the contents of his balls into my chute. Certainly the biggest load of the night, and one that pleasantly oozed out as I drove myself home.

Visiting Vienna and decided to head over to the eagle. Had a couple of drinks then decided to check out the dark room area. The dark room was dark, however, not dark enough that you couldn’t make out the general look of somebody. This one guy grabbed my arm and bought me to a cabin, then pushed me down to my knees. He took out his rock are cock and smacked me in the face with it and said “lutsch meinen Schwanz, Schwuchtel”. (Suck my dick, faggot). I started sucking his 8’ uncut cock, which was extremely thick at the head reaching an average girth at the base. Without warning, he flipped me around and shoved his raw cock deep in my ass and began fucking me hard. (Good thing i pre-lubed). After tearing my hole apart, he began grunting then yelled in English “take my load American bitch” and filled me with his load, zipped up, spit on me and left. I collected myself, then went back to cruising. I started feeling up this hung Parisian muscle polar bear and he bought me to the sling room. I pulled out his thick fat Uncut cock and went to suck it and he stopped me, saying “condoms only, even for oral”. I told him I had a latex allergy and he told me he had a non-latex condom, but it wasn’t flavored. I told him he could fuck me with it, but that I wanted his cum. He threw me up in the sling and fucked me hard till he bust his nut, the pulled the condom off and poured his load out into my open hole. After having another beer, I returned to the sling room and waited 2 minutes when a short beefy bear came in with his already hard 7 inch girth cock and started fucking my crummy hole. After breeding me, he shoved three fingers deep in my hole then shoved them down my throat, asking how his cum tasted. Before the bear had even left, this Middle eastern twink with a 9’ uncut cock came in and asked the bear, “mind if I give him a load too?” The bear said “hell yeah, breed this stupid whore”. The Twink didn’t even lube up, just went balls deep into my hole, slamming hard and deep into my guts. He said “I’m on prep, can I shoot in your hole?” And I told him of corse. After nutting and getting dressed he said “I hope you’re on prep, cause I only told you I was so you’d let me cum in you,” as he walked out the door. I got dressed, thinking I was done, when I noticed this hot daddy looking me over. I walked over to him and grabbed his cock and he bought me back to the sling room. I sucked his 8 inch thick hairy uncut meat till he told me to get in the sling. Without hesitation he went full in and began pumping away at my ass. He told me he had seen me taking loads and knew I was going to want his. I told him I wanted it deep in my ass, and he responded “I never pull out”. I begged him for his load and he pit in my face, then slapped me and said “stupid cunt, take my toxic seed”. He then kept fucking me till he grunted screamed, “yeah take another poz load, bitch”. He quickly dressed and left. I decided to call in a night and headed back to my hotel, where I pushed the cum out into my hand, then devoured it. 6 loads on my first night in town. Not too bad.

Interesting question, and some fun answers. Part of me would love to project the image of a more horny guy as i age, but i'd be lying, same with my penis and testicles getting "bigger." i don't think i'm any less horny, but my horniness has become more, idk, refined? That's not quite descriptive, my horniness has become more dependent is probably more accurate. When i was younger, i went looking for it a lot more, now i am much more of a responder. It doesn't take much to get me to 'respond,' just the sight of a hot man ass will elicit desire. A Top expressing His own needs and desires to breed, well, He can pretty much own me. my horniness just don't seem as self contained as it was when i was younger, it's a lot more of a response... even though it seems to always hover at the surface. As to my penis and testicles getting bigger? i'm a little embarrassed to admit mine seem to have shrunk a little. i've wondered it that's from disuse since i've been a bottom for several years now, especially since divorcing. For awhile i wondered if i had ED, but turns out i don't, i just don't get erect at the notion of using my penis. But a Top or some Dom's who find my buttons can make me instantly hard by wanting to own my hole, especially creative types who really want ownership of a bottoms physical and emotional hole, those things all get me hard, but don't increase my size.

I love you too much lol And to answer your question, depends if the top is kind enough to get a warm wet hand towel and help his bottom ease on after the fuck. I personally like giving my bottoms rim jobs, a warm wet towel, a bath, some cuddles and a smack on the ass....... Though that last one may not really HEAL the bottom, it sure brings a tear of joy to my eyes.

I had my 4th hookup with the young, hung black top on Friday. I messaged him on Monday to ask how the video of our last hookup turned out, and he told me it didn't turn out at all. We chatted about our last hookup and agreed we didn't want to let it go so long in between. He asked if we could do it every Friday since that works best for our schedules (we live about 90 miles apart and need to meet in the middle usually). We also agreed that the cheap motel we met at last time was not ideal; they rent $25 for one hour, and that is not enough time. He suggested another cheap motel in a different party of the city that rents $25 for two hours. We texted each other several times during the week about how we were looking forward to our scheduled hookup. We finally got together again around 4:00 Friday afternoon. The new place was a lot plainer than the other cheep motel. It had big mirrors on the wall but none on the ceiling, and the lighting was not the crazy porn lighting like the other place. It was a small, plain room with a bed. The heat had been off when we arrived, so it was almost too cold to get naked. We turned on the heat. "I would be a lot warmer with your mouth on my dick," he said, so I started warming him up. His dick reached its full 8" by 7" size quickly, but he let me suck him until the room was warm. We made out for a while, and then he rolled me over and pulled me up to my knees. He gave me one of his aggressive rim jobs chewing on my whole and thrusting his tongue all the way inside. He gave me a long, hard fuck in many different positions repeatedly calling my attention to how hot we looked in the mirrors. He had to stop several times to keep from cumming too quickly. I think he did this one too many times, and then he seemed to have trouble getting off. He could tell I was getting sore. "I know you are getting uncomfortable, but if you want my load, you are going to have to quit running away." I asked him what position works best, and we moved to doggy on the side of the bed. I did what he asked and soon I was full of his nutt. His cock swells right before he shoots. It is really intense. We had a little time left on our two hours, so we chatted a bit. He said he was sorry I got sore. I told him I was sorry if I couldn't hold the position he wants me in. We had a nice, long make out session before we left. He told me to be careful on the road and text him when I got home so he knew I was safe. I am looking forward to next Friday.

Is it just the area I live in where the guys on Grindr are all talk, and ghost just as you're about to meet? It's been a frustrating ride, but today I finally had some (more) luck. Hit up a guy about 3 miles away. He sent me some dick pics that had my hole twitching. Neither of us could host, so after some back and forth we both realized we had to go grocery shopping. The store in between us has a fairly secluded mens' room that isn't often used, so we agreed to meet there. Exchanged numbers, and then off I went. When I arrived, I headed straight for the bathroom. We had agreed that I would get in the handicap stall and text him when I was ready. Unfortunately, it was occupied, so I stepped into the smaller cube next to it. Once seated, I texted my hookup to let him know he needed to wait, and he replied that he had just walked into the store. I only had to wait a few minutes before the guy in the other stall finished up and left. I sent a text and switched into the handicap stall. I heard the bathroom door open, then a soft knock on the stall. I opened the door and he quickly stepped inside. I latched the door again and turned around, and he already had his cock out. It was a solid 7 inches, thick with a taper at the head. Without a word I sat down on the toilet and took him in my mouth. He grabbed the back of my head and began thrusting until he was balls-deep in my throat. We were just getting into it when the bathroom door opened. He stopped suddenly, and we waited silently for the newcomer to piss, wash his hands, and leave. I slid my mouth slowly up and down that shaft to keep it nice and hard, and I heard his breath. When the hand dryer started, I began sucking with abandon again, and only slowed a little when I heard it shut off. Once the door closed, my hookup grabbed my head and began to thrust again. I was drooling on the floor as he pounded my throat, sighing with pleasure. Suddenly he stopped, and I was rewarded with the sweet taste of his load on my tongue. I waited for his cock to stop jerking in my mouth before slowly sliding off it, careful to keep all his cum in my mouth. After he zipped up he thanked me, then quickly exited the stall. I stayed behind to clean myself up a bit, and as he left I heard another guy enter. We finished just in the nick of time! The newcomer walked into the handicap stall as I walked out - could have been a bit awkward had he come in even 10 seconds earlier. My hole is still twitching thinking about that cock. He's going to save up another load and then breed me on Tuesday.

Friday night - Cowboy hadn't showered in a couple days. Pit and hairy "stunk" great. Gave them the trough tongue cleaning they deserved, can still smell his stink on my face. Made out, then sucked him hard, grabbed the sides of my head and throat fucked me good. Then he was ready for my ass, varied fucking from soft and gentle to hard and fast for over an hour, till he yelled out as he blasted a huge wad of cum into my guts. Held me and talked for awhile, a rarity with him, but very enjoyable. Supposed to have his cock back up my hole Sunday night.

If any of you are following my posts I’m being bred by a black guy who is passing me around to his friends. Called me after work today and told me he has a friend who will be over within an hour. He instructed me to shut out all the lights and lay on my stomach because his friend wants to do me anon . I did as he said and waited probably two hours. I was getting pissed off cause I had things to do tonight and this guy never showed up. I finally got the nerve to call my black master and asked him what was going on. He said his friend was out drinking but he told him he was coming over, and to wait. I went back to my room and just as I did I heard the door open and lock shut .. I went from pissed to nervous especially since the house was pitch black. He made his way to my room and I can see the cellphone light and he walked in and got behind me. he shit the light and I could hear his pants fall . He didn’t waste any time pressing his big black cock up against my hole. He also didn’t waste anytime ramming it in. I squealed like the pig I was as he grunted out a big thick load into my ass in about 10 minutes.. heard him zip up and he left. Ty Sir

All I know is firstly, from charts that have been published by Aids organisations on HIV progression to Aids, that the virus load gets high soon after infection, then drops dramatically as the body has some success in fighting it. But the virus strikes back, the VL load starting to rise slowly and surely, with rapid growth in years 8-10 out of the usual 10 years to Aids for normal HIV1. Faster for tge Cuban CRF19 strain, slower for HIV2. Secondly, I know an unmedicated poz trans girl who was pozzed 1.5 years ago and she recently successfully pozzed a trans girlfriend chaser with just several fucks within a month. So this is a good indicator.

I love it rough slaps in the face are fine , as is choking me . I dot care if I get a black eye or bruises on my neck , as long as my top is pleased and cums.

Whether he is or isn't gay or poz or not poz doesn't personally affect my day to day life I am relatively and sufficiently self-aware and secure in my self and the management of my self to be so. Most of us are What is of concern to me is what affect the repeated denials and hiding of the truth and all those unsubstantiated rumors where known to be true ages ago and are only now being revealed as such. I am far to old for the revelation of Justin Beiber as a gay icon to had any sway in how I viewed myself or my sexuality and nor would his revealing his HIV status dissuaded me from barebacking I made that decision far to long ago as well. But we are not all old men and there are those much younger than I, right now today who are living in profound dispair and loneliness because of the intolerance of society. An intolerance over which they can't shape or control and it's very existance dictates you be denied the of the comfort, safety and piece of mind that comes they from kmowing that: what you feel is normal, accepting who you are as you as you is the only way to be because that's the way you are made and that EVERYONE feels the way you do and this point in their lives; you are not alone. A successful star like a Justin Bieber; a image they present to them is a blueprint they make relevant to them by modeling themselves after holds great swayed this how they look on the surface but also in how they see themselve andbtheir place in the world. They the power their influence holds on their younger impressionable fans. Rather than hide behind denial or lie about who they are, children are much better served by celebrities they model themselves after if the examples they project to their fans is authentic and not an some facade; carefully crafted and controlled to maximize the revenues and profits of a BRAND. Unfortunately, this world and its current fashion to deny the existence of voices counter to the norm and a corporate environment that turns anyone deemed maleable enough to manipulate and mould to the narrative they have determined will produce the biggest bang for their initial investment a commodity their lives and image groomed and controlled so their value only rises regardless of the implications to the individual being exploited or to the fans and society they manipulate purely out of their greed or the greed of their shareholder dividends. Sadly, we will never see, at least on my lifetime, a teen idol who rises to the level of a Biebe; a gay icon all children can emulate. Someone of that statue at that level succesat would not and could not exist because that happy, well adjusted gay teen or young adult has yet to be raised anywhere on this planet. Today's society isn't yet secure enough to allow room for all our truths so we struggle to make sence of the world we live in that tells us to be who we are to become the truth we know we are just not ready to believe in Unicorns, not even one named Justin Bieber.

Been barebacking ever since the first time I got fucked at 14 - in fact, I can honestly say I’ve never used a condom. Made it through the 80s and 90s and finally tested poz in 2004 after 20 years of giving/taking loads. Been undetectable since then and never stopped fucking raw.

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Not a Scorpio here but a Sagittarius. Sure I’m getting older but I’ve been cumming at least 3x/day since I was 12 and I’m still every bit as horny today as I was then - actually like @NLbear even more if that’s possible. Don’t know If my junk is bigger now but it has a 0g chunk of steel through the end of it so it def swings lower (and freer since I stopped wearing underwear years ago) and I enjoy watching guys look at it. Like @Daddyph I pop wood all the time and in some pretty random places. Don’t know why I’m so horny all the time but I’m enjoying the ride too much to worry about it.

I always clean out well... so I know my ass is ready. I have one top buddy who ALWAYS eats my hole and really opens me up with spit and takes his time. Then he fucks me for a little bit, pulls out, eats my open hole and tongues and rims and licks and chews on my hole. Then he gives me his cock to get wet again. I love the taste of his pre-cum and my ass juices on his hard cock. When he eventually blows his load, I just pull him in close to lick and suck all our combined juices from his dick. I know he loves it, because he talks to me and tells me to clean his cummy cock and get it spotless. When I'm done, he pushes me onto my knees and proceeds to eat his cum from my hole. Every. Single. Time. Needless to say, he is one of my fave tops! ATM is very hot in my books!! Fuckin' A!!!

I'm feeling accomplished tonight. I got up at 4 this morning so I could get laid by three tops who've been beating up my pussy for two weeks now. After work I got plowed by a cute 18 year old from grindr. After that I got my ass destroyed by the same three guys I visited this morning. When I finished milking their cocks, they went to sleep. Now I'm at home, about to go to bed a very satisfied bottom.

The Doctor just gave me the all clear so I can be a cumdump at MAL.

Tomorrow is the first class day for spring at the local university, so all the college dudes are back and looking to unload. I got a message from just such a fuckbuddy yesterday afternoon. I couldn't host until late, so he told me he would hit a party and come by around 1:30. We made a little small talk as we walked to the bedroom from the door, but he was clearly ready to go. Once I shut the bedroom door, he said, "Get naked and on your belly. I have a 5-day load for you." He has always been a little tentative before, so I was pleased to hear him be more assertive. He lubed himself up and stuck a slicked-up finger inside me. He slid in me without further ado. His cock is a little longer than average but only average thickness, so I had no trouble taking him. Not sure what happened over the holidays, but his technique and stamina were both much improved. He gave me a nice, deep fucking, but he didn't last more than a couple of minutes - still not bad for an 18-year-old who hadn't cum in 5 days. He lay on top of me and caught his breath for about 30 seconds. Then he began fucking just as hard as before. His second load took a little longer, but I was pleased and impressed to get it. I told him how hot it was to take two from him. He said maybe he will go a week without cumming and see if we can make it to three loads.

Chapter 8 Over the next few weeks I hooked up with Charlie and the twins whenever possible. I was growing attached to Charlie and Hunter. Jeff was fun but there was just something about the other two that really drew me to them. Not to mention Jeff was getting pretty serious with this guy he was seeing. He'd never give me a straight answer as to whether his new guy knew what a bug chasing whore he was. I was on the second to last flight of my current rotation. We were currently headed to the west coast, then tomorrow back home and then I'd be off for three days. As we were closing the plane doors I felt my phone vibrate. I opened the text and got instantly hard. I had a message from Hunter. It was a picture of his recent positive HIV test results. "Hot damn," I said out loud while I shot a quick congrats text back. A passenger sitting in the seat closest to me smiled and said, "good news I hope." I looked down at him and had to catch my breath. Damn how had I missed this guy boarding the plane. He looked tall, had blond hair, green eyes, couple days worth of stubble. He was wearing a tank top so I could see his shoulders and upper arms were covered in tattoos. It looked like he had a few on his smooth chest too. "Umm, yeah, my friend just got some test results back that he's been waiting for." "And from your reaction I take it's what he was hoping for?" "Oh yeah you could say it was a very positive outcome." I winked at the guy, touched his shoulder and went back to work. It was as pretty smooth flight. About halfway through I found myself in my jump seat trying to read an article but constantly looking up to see the hot tattooed guy who happened to be directly in my sightline. He caught me staring a couple times. The next time I looked up at him he smiled and spread his legs giving me a good view up his shorts. Well hello there, I could see the head of his rather long dick inching down his leg. I had to rearrange my growing bulge. He winked and squeezed his cock. A few minutes later he got up and came over to talk to me. He squatted down and said, "so is Seattle your final destination?" "Umm, no, I'm there just over night then fly back in the morning. What about you?" "I live there, I'm on my way home." "Nice, I've always liked Seattle, lots of hot guys there," I said winking at him. "Hmm, I bet you have a boy in every port." "Not really. I like to mix it up, you know spread my seed around to as many guys as possible." "Mmm so you're a slut, nice. I take it from your last comment you bareback?" "Always! You?" "Mostly, but if there's a cute guy I want to fuck and he'll only let me in if I play safe then I'll wear a condom. But that's not to say that the condom might not break." He gave me a wicked look. "I'm pretty big and I tend to be hard on condoms." He smirked as if to say 'whatcha gonna do.' "So, your bud that just got his test results back, HIV? It was my turn to smirk, "yep." "Hot, you have any part in that?" "As a matter of fact I did." "Fuck that so hot. You got any plans tonight? I could use your assistance on a project if you're available." "What type of project?" "A friend of mine is desperate for the bug but I'm only shooting blanks." I gave him a questioning look. "I'm currently undetectable. I went off meds last week but it'll take awhile before I'm toxic like you." "Umm you're a good friend." "How many confirmed sons do you have?" "Four so far but if my buddy Hunter just turned there's a good chance his dad and brother are members now too." "Holy shit you knocked up a father and his sons?" "Yep and his boys are twins." His eyes got wide and I could see his dick was even harder. "Do you know how many gay guys hate you just a little bit right now?" I laughed, "I know right. They're a lot of fun to fuck with. So your friend's okay if it's not you who knocks him up?" "Are you kidding, he's such a slut I'm actually really surprised he's still neg." "Well I'm always up for knocking up a bug chasing whore so sure sign me up. One condition though." He smiled at me, "of course I'll fuck you with my monster dick." I started to protest but he just kept going, "oh please I see the way your staring at my cock. Tell me I'm wrong." I laughed, "yeah okay you're not wrong." We landed awhile later and he was waiting for me in the boarding area when I finally made it off the plane. Damn, if his shorts were any shorter his dick would stick out the bottom. "I imagine you don't have any problems picking up guys especially wearing outfits like this one." "And I imagine you don't have any problems picking up guys being such a hot flight attendant." We both chuckled. "Don't you guys usually all travel to the hotel together?" He asked motioning to the test of the flight crew heading off. "I told them I was meeting a friend in town that I'd Uber over to the hotel later." "Nice, I texted my buddy and told him about you. Here's his response." He showed me his phone and there was a picture of a guy with his legs up in the air showing off his puffy well fucked hole. "Oh damn that's hot. Yep he's definitely not a virgin with a cunt like that. Let's go knock the fucker up." "Sounds good, okay so I've arranged for my friend to pick us up so follow me." We got outside to the pick-up zone and this 6'5" muscle guy got out of a SUV and wrapped his arms around my new friend. Okay this was not what I was expecting. "Hey JB fuck it's good to see you this is, oh fuck I don't even know your name," he said turning to me. I started laughing "yeah we were a little preoccupied. I'm Brody," I said shaking JB's hand, "and you are?" "Cal." We climbed in the SUV and headed into the city. "Okay so I have to say JB you're not exactly what I expected from that pic." "Oh that's not my cunt that's my boy, Paul. He's the slut you're going to be knocking up." "Umm okay," I was confused. "Sorry I don't think I was very clear on the plane." JB and Paul have been together, what five years now?" "No man it's going to be six years next week. My boy Paul has this fetish with poz guys he is absolutely obsessed with getting knocked up but he doesn't know that I know." "Okay I'm sorry what?" I was beginning to think I should've just gone back to the hotel. I wasn't quite sure what exactly I'd gotten myself into. JB chuckled, "sorry I know this is weird but I found all this pozzing porn on his computer and he sort of admitted to Cal how hot he thought big chasers were." Cal took over the story, "so JB and I were talking one day and he mentioned what he'd found and I told him what Paul had confessed to me and well we just came up with the perfect anniversary gift." "You're going to poz your boyfriend for your sixth anniversary?" They both grinned. "Well I'm hoping you'll do the honors. Cal was going to do it but he's only been off meds for a week so we'd have to wait for awhile." "And what about you, am I pozzing your ass too?" "No I'm still on PrEP. I'm not quite ready to convert yet but my boy is and I love the little slut and want to make him happy." "Umm, okay but is he on PrEP?" He got an evil grin on his face. "He thinks he is. I replaced his pills with sugar pills that look really similar and he never really pays attention when I feed him his meds every night so he has no clue." "Fuck you boys are sick twisted motherfuckers, of course I'll help." It took about twenty minutes to get to JB and Paul's house. It was a cute bungalow out in the suburbs. Cal and I stayed in the garage while JB got Paul naked and secured in the sling. About ten minutes later he came and got us and lead down to their basement sex dungeon. Man this place gave Dr. Manning's break room a run for it's money. In the center of the room Paul was blindfolded and locked into their sling. Cal went between his legs and started rimming his ass getting him nice and wet. JB and I got naked and he started sucking my cock to get me hard. After a few minutes JB grabbed a small wire brush and took Cal's place between his boy's legs. As he started to prep his boy's cunt, Paul groaned in pain as the brush did it's damage. "Ouch daddy that hurts. What are you doing?" "Do you trust me boy?" "Yes daddy, of course." "Good boy," JB said continuing to brush Paul's hole, "you're almost ready son. Ahh, I'm so proud of you, just a few more seconds." "Okay, thank you daddy." And here I thought I was hardcore using a plain old toothbrush. When he was satisfied he called me over and got me into position. "Hey baby, I know our anniversary isn't into next week but I got you an early present." With that I slammed my dick in until my balls were bouncing off his ass. He let out a gutteral moan. "Thank you sir, please breed my cunt." I started pounding his ass with no mercy and he just kept begging me to go harder. I'd been fucking for about twenty minutes and had managed to give him one load so far without him realizing. "Hey boy how you doing?" "Feels so good daddy please don't let him stop." I just smiled and kept pounding. "You ready to see your gift baby?" "Oh fuck yes please, just don't stop fucking me." JB removed the blindfold from Paul's face. He kissed him and told him to look at my arm. You could tell the moment he noticed my biohaz tat as his eyes got really big. "How'd you know daddy?" "My boy wasn't very good at clearing his internet history and your uncle Cal may have said a few things to me." "Hope you're not upset with me boy," Cal said. "No sir, thank you sir. But I'm on PrEP so it doesn't matter," he said pouting. "Well boy, you've been taking sugar pills for the last week now and our friend Brody here is very toxic and already given you one load." "Ahh make that two loads," I said as I shot rope after rope of deadly cum deep inside him. "Holy fucking shit are you serious daddy, I'm really getting knocked up?" "Happy anniversary son." "Thank you daddy that's the best gift you could ever give me." I pulled out of his destroyed cunt and fed him my cock, which was covered in the darkest pink cum I'd ever achieved, to clean off. "Give me little while to recover and I'll be sure to give you a few more loads before I leave." I leaned down and gave him a kiss. Cal caught my eye and motioned me over to the fuck bench. "You did good Brody. Thanks for helping my friends out. Now why don't you make yourself comfy on that bench and let me give you my ten inch monster as promised." He shoved in with little warning causing me to cry out, "holy fuck that things huge." "Yeah but you love it stretching out your deased cunt don't you?" "Oh fucking hell yeah." He gave me a little while to get used to his size and after a few minutes I was begging him to fuck me. While he was breeding me I looked over and saw JB lovingly fuck his boy's battered cunt. After he shot his load he took the metal brush to his cunt again to mix in all three loads deep into Paul's DNA. As I fucked my third and fourth loads into Paul I could feel Cal's cum dripping down my leg. The whole time JB was at his boy's head kissing him and telling him how much he loved him. "I'm so proud of you baby for accepting your true self, my little bugged up slut." After four loads I was pretty much spent. We hung out and relaxed for awhile. Paul kept thanking JB over and over again for the best anniversary present ever. Eventually I looked at the clock and saw it was getting late so I said my goodbyes to two very grateful men. Cal was kind enough to give me a ride to my hotel where once checked in I crashed almost immediately. Talk about an amazing day!

Chapter 6 "I can't believe I got to fuck Captain Charlie Anderson," I said while playing with his nipples. "If you only knew how many times I've jacked off fantasizing about this exact moment." "Brody, I'm really nothing special." "You really don't get it do you? Fuck that makes you even hotter, you're so damn humble and it's not an act. Throw in the fact that you're a twisted pig and I think I'm in love." He started laughing, "okay the twisted pig part is definitely right on the money." "You have to tell me, how did this little club of yours start and how can I join?" "Well about a year ago I had a flight with my old buddy, the one I told you about earlier, the one fucking James. Anyway, that night as we were 'catching up' we started talking about how great it would be if there was a list of guys who worked for the airline who liked to fuck around no questions asked. That way the second you saw each other you wouldn't have to play the games and could get right to fucking. No strings attached just hardcore fucking." I chuckled, "isn't that what all those hookup apps are for?" He squeezed my dick, "be nice you little fuck." He smiled at me, "yes, there's all those apps, smarty ass, but how many times have guys flaked on you when you're trying to get laid?" "Okay, you have a good point there." "We have a few rules in our club. Unless you're sick you can't turn down any club member who wants to fuck. It's only sex you're not getting married. You have to be versatile and respect the other guys limits. And, up until a few months ago we were safe only." "What changed that rule?" "When we brought in our newest member, as we were telling him the rules he told us 'sorry can't do condoms I'm allergic to then but you don't have to worry about me I'm on PrEP.' That was kind of the beginning of the end of that rule." I chuckled, "I can imagine. Once you have that first raw cock or slip your raw dick in a tight warm hole it's all over." I was slowing working my hand down towards his stiffening cock. "Yep, as we all soon learned. So we changed the rules to no condoms but you had to be on PrEP. My buddy always liked to have porn in on the background as we played and I noticed it gradually changed from safe only to raw only to pozzing only." He was rock hard now. "I also noticed that I was shooting my biggest loads with him when there was poz porn on." I climbed on top of him and sat on his dick. He moaned and grabbed my hips to push me all the way down. "Mmm, go on. I can't imagine all your group would be too happy about this change." "Yep your exactly right. Most of the guys would never go for it but my buddy is very good about sniffing out other pigs." I was slowly moving up and down riding his cock. "Ahh," he moaned, "we were up to about thirty guys in our little safe/PrEP only group. Then we met James." He grinned, "god I've never met such a slut." I laughed, "yep he's got an amazing cunt but he's also a total bottom." "Well let's just say that James started his own group and took several of us with him. There's only seven of us so far including my boys but something tells me we'll slowly get some of the old members to come over to the dark side." He had the most evil sexy look on his face. I leaned down and gave him a big kiss. All this talk must have been getting to him because he quickly pulled me down onto him while lifting his hips up driving his cock even further into me. "Ahh fuck yeah, take me last neg load." When he came down from his high I climbed off his cock and made my way down in-between his legs, first to clean him off then to taste his cummy hole. I rimmed his hairy cum fille cunt for awhile until he couldn't take it anymore. "Oh my god that feels so good but damn, I need anther toxic load. Please breed me again make sure your seed does the job." You don't have to tell me twice. I slowly pushed my hard dick deep inside him. I could see my slow pace was driving him insane. "You like that poz cock inside your neg body don't you?" "Holy fucking shit, YES!" He screamed out, "fuck my ass knock me up. Free me!" I picked up my pace and was soon jackhammering his cunt. The look on his face was pure bliss. We lost track of time so I don't know how long we were at it until I started to blast my load. "Well I don't know for sure but after three toxic loads in your well prepped ass I'd say your neg days are numbered." I pulled out and laid next to him. He put his arm around me and squeezed. "Thank you so much. I had no idea when I started the day that I'd end up here." "No regrets?" "None, this feels so fucking freeing I can't explain it." "You don't need too, I totally understand. So, other than your leader James, are you the first potential poz member?" "Well as far as I know yes." "Mmm fuck that's hot." We dozed off and woke up in the morning to several text messages all from members of his little club. Apparently his boys had made sure to spread the news that their father had taken the poz plunge. I told him to get on all fours and proceeded to give him load number four. I also took a few pics of my dick inside his cummy hole for him to send to his guys. While he was busy texting I jumped in the shower. He stuck his head in the bathroom a few minutes later. "Hey sexy, I'm going to head to my room to get cleaned up. I'll meet you downstairs with the others in an hour to catch the shuttle. "Oh and by the way, you're a fucking hero and the guys want you to join our little group." Mmm more neg holes to convert, that definitely works for me. For our flight to Atlanta I made sure I was working the back of the plane because there was no way in hell I trusted myself not to jump Charlie everytime I saw his tight ass. But the hardest part was keeping a straight face with Mindy. "Oh my god, did you see Captain Anderson when he bent over to help that lady with her bag? His ass looks so amazing in his uniform. I bet he wears them extra tight on purpose to drive us ladies crazy." Well he's definitely trying to drive someone crazy, it just ain't you. I just smiled at her, "well you're right, he certainly looks sharp in his uniform." "Thank God he's not gay or I wouldn't stand a chance against you." Holy shit it took every ounce of self-control not to brust out laughing. If she only knew he still had my toxic cum in his ass. "We missed hanging out with you last night. I hope you'll join us tonight. We can dish about all the hot guys that work for the airline." "Oh that sounds like so much fun," not! "but I have a friend that lives here that I'm going to meet up with tonight." I gave her my saddest look. I was so going to hell. "Oh damn, we didn't get to hang at all." "Well hopefully we'll get to work together again soon." Yep definitely going to hell. We made good time and were soon on the ground. We checked into our rooms and I jumped in the shower to make sure I was all cleaned out. When I got out of the shower I noticed a text from Charlie, 'room 713'. I threw on a pair of shorts and t-shirt, grabbed my keys and headed out. I knocked on the door and my mouth hit the floor when the twins opened the door. Well damn this just got interesting.

Chapter 22 Brandon I can't believe I was still horny with three loads of poz cum insided me, but dear god I was. I needed more and Scotty had a perfect plan for me to get some. I left his apartment and headed home to uncle Pete's. When I opened the door he was sitting on the couch reviewing some papers. "Hey Brandon how was your run?" "Didn't end up going." He looked at me confused. "What happened?" I walked over to the couch, kneeled down in front of him, opened his zipper and pulled out his hardening cock. I looked up at him with his dick in my hand, smiled and said, "uncle Pete, I wanted to tell you how much I appreciate you letting me stay with you and especially for introducing me to Scotty. I have three loads of his toxic cum deep in my pussy and desperately need more. He thought you might be willing to help me out. With that I dove down on his cock. He rapidly grew to full size. I got up, took my shirt off, turned around so my back was to him and lowered my shorts. As I leaned over I heard him gasp as he saw the butt plug. "You horny slut, prancing around the apartment in your tight running shorts. Making Scotty wait over a month to take your cherry. I'm going to fuck you so hard, add my toxic babies to Scotty's. You want that don't you slut?" "YES! Make me your fucking pozzed up cum whore. Please fuck me hard, slam your cock deep inside, show me no mercy." With that he yanked the plug out of my ass and shoved his dick in so hard it took my breath away. "Fuck me!" I screamed, and man did he ever. He literally fucked the cum right out of me. I was getting really good at cumming hands free. Scotty Later that day I received a call from the doc. "Damn Scotty you destroyed my nephew's cunt. His ass lips are so puffy but damn he's one horny slut." I started laughing, "yeah and I'm sure you didn't dive right in and help with his transformation. How many loads does he have now?" "Okay so I may have add a few but the slut's still horny." "Why'd you think I sent him home to you," I was really laughing now. "Well I have a thought. You know Jimmy, a friend of Josh's?" "Of course one of my patients." "Oh right I forget how many of us twisted motherfuckers have you as our doctor. Anyway, Josh is helping him throw a conversion party for some twink friend of theirs. He's trying to get me to go as their friend has a thing for older guys." "He won't mind if we crash?" "He asked me to invite every old poz guy I know so I think your safe. And you know Josh, all you have to say is neg hole and he'll be so far up Brandon's pussy he won't know what hit him." "Okay text me the info." The party was being held in the basement of a club. I guess Josh was friends with the owner and had even helped poz his ass. This was the owners way of giving back to the community by holding pozzing parties in his basement. I arrived around ten pm thinking I'd be fashionably late as Josh had said to get there around nine. Yep should've known better, there were only about four guys there but at least I knew most of them. "Hey Josh, I thought you said nine?" "Well turns out Jimmy told everyone to get here around ten which means they won't show until eleven." Just then doc and Brandon walked in. "Uncle Pete I thought you said there'd be lots of guys here." "Well that's what Scotty told me." "You must be the Brandon I've been hearing so much about," Josh said coming over to give him a hug. "Don't worry, there'll be plenty of guys here later. I'm sure you'll be very popular being fresh meat, oh wait you're not fucking yet right?" Brandon turned bright red. I put my arm around him and said, "actually, I think it's safe to say the only reason he's here tonight is he's hoping to collect a few more loads." "Seriously, that's great congratulations. Who popped your cherry?" "And I thought you were bad Scotty," Brandon said shyly. "Own it! I love being a slut and don't care who knows it." Josh was grinning like a fool. "Umm, it was Scotty this morning and uncle Pete this afternoon." "Good for you! You're neg right?" "Well I was this morning," he blushed again. "Oh then you're going to love this party and the guys are going to love you. This is a conversion party for our friend, so if he actually shows, you and he will be the only neg guys here." I looked at Brandon and he was adjusting his growing cock inside his shorts. A few more guys were arriving and one of them saw our group and headed for us. Damn, it was Jimmy, I almost didn't recognize him. He was covered in tattoos, had several peircings and appeared to be collared. A large daddy was right behind him. It looked like he'd definitely embraced his new life. "Hey Jimmy, Carlos," Josh greeted the newcomers. "I'm gonna kill him. He promised he would be here, that he was ready to get knocked up and now he just texted me and said he changed his mind. Half of the guys coming only agreed to when I told them it was a conversion party." Well it was nice to see somethings never changed, he was still a drama queen. I cleared my throat, "ahh sorry to interrupt but I think we can help you out. Our friend here just started taking poz loads this morning and he's still horny as fuck for more. I'm sure he'd be more than happy to be your neg bottom for the evening." I looked at Brandon, he was shaking his head yes and smiling from ear to ear. Jimmy's daddy was grinning too, "oh hell yeah boy! My friends are going love a hot little otter like you. How old are you son?" "Nineteen sir." "Fuck yeah, he's perfect Jimmy. No offence but he's a much better fit for this group of poz daddy's than your bratty friend. This is the second time he's done this now." "You're right daddy," he turned to Brandon, "congratulations, there's absolutely no way you're leaving here tonight still neg."

Part 8 - December 2016 Sam and Byron parted company both of them now 20 years old a milestone they celebrated to themselves in London, both earning respectable money now from their dancing. Byron had been persuaded to sing in a couple of musicals and was beginning to get noticed on the west end stage. Sam was taking classes at the London Ballet school and was himself becoming a renowned dancer both in ballet and modern contemporary. December this year would turn to be one of the months Byron wished he could forget about and brush over. Stefan stood on the platform as the train pulled up at the beginning of December, Byron had a month off and needed the rest. Stefan wrapped his arms around Byron hugging him tightly. Stefan was home alone as his parents were in New York, Louise had been asked to guest appear in the musical for a month that made her a star, the money being offered was to good to turn down. They would be returning on the 20th December in time for Christmas. Byron spent the first few days with his parents, Stefan had asked Byron to come and stay with him. He was cautious and said he would come over on the Friday and stay the weekend. Stefan was working part time with his grandfather who owned a travel company run as a family business where Stefan's father worked. It was the families way of getting Stefan interested to take over the reigns eventually. They spent the day catching up but Stefan was no fool and could read everything about Byron, well he had know him 12 years nearly. Stefan made Byron a cup of tea "Your a lot more confident Byron" Stefan said assessing Byron. "In what way?" he asked looking at him "have I changed that much?" he asked. "You seem to have let the curtain drop, are you having sex with Sam?" Stefan asked straight to the point. Byron looked down at his cup "I have something to tell you. I will understand if you want me to leave" he said. Stefan sat on the stool next to him "You have a boyfriend, is it Sam?" he asked. Byron shook his head "I had sex with an American dancer" he said in a sombre voice. Stefan looked at him "What's happened Byron?" he asked knowing him to well. "I got HIV from him" Byron said without looking at Stefan waiting for the reaction. Stefan looked ahead "Oh" was all he could say trying to take in the enormity of Byron's admission. "I'm sorry Stefan I will go if you want me to" Byron said breaking inside he stood up to leave. Stefan looked at him "Is that it, your just going to walk out?" he asked. Byron wanted Stefan to hug him and tell him it was alright "I'm sorry" he lowered his head and turned. "So you mean you won't sleep with me tonight?" Stefan asked standing up. Byron stopped and turned "I'm broken Stefan, not the same person anymore" a tear trickled down his face. Stefan shook his head "Oh no, your not getting out of this relationship so easily" he said. "Don't be silly Stefan" Byron said "this is serious". Stefan walked towards him "No Byron, your the one person I can trust and love". He continued "You don't and will never walk away from me" Stefan put his arms around Byron and hugged him. They stood in the kitchen embracing, Stefan allowed Byron to release all his emotions and cry on his shoulder. Eventually Byron stopped crying still held tightly and safely in Stefan's arms. "Your never going to let me go are you?" Byron eventually said calming down. Stefan rubbed Byron's back "Never, I can't give you what you need sexually but I can still love you". Byron shook his head "I don't know why you do" he said feeling Stefan's arms. Byron lifted his head "You have been working out, your muscles are bigger" he said smiling at Stefan. "I keep telling you I can't have you being sexier than me" Stefan laughed and kissed him on the head. It had started out a nice enough day but by the time he was heading home from his run it was overcast and drizzling very fine rain, the sort that doesn't look bad but gets you soaked through. The light was beginning to fade as he ran along the Malvern hills overlooking the town. Byron had refrained from sex being busy with work, he was though unquestionably sexy and frustrated. He sported a very fine dancers physique with strong muscles, they weren't bulging muscles but fitted him perfectly for his five foot ten physique. He was blessed on the looks side and was contemplating getting a tattoo or two as it seemed to be the in thing at that time and most of the male dancers were sporting them. His seven inch cock was thick and the foreskin rolled back neatly revealing a most enticing head that begged to be sucked. On the downside whenever he got aroused he would leak precum like it was going out of fashion. The old adage of young hung and full of cum really did apply to him. Listening to his favourite music on his phone as he ran gently he was getting close to the patch of trees where Stefan and he would normally stop for a few minutes. He got a faint waft of what smelt like weed being smoked somewhere, he couldn't get the direction where it was coming from. Instantly he knew it must be guys from the Flowers estate hiding out discreetly smoking drugs. The patch of trees grew larger and he could make out the figure of a person sat on the bench smoking as another waft of the smell hit his nostrils. The person hearing Byron approaching looked and continued looking, he tried not to make eye contact as he ran closer. He almost stopped dead in his tracks realising who it was, older but still the same face it was Darren although he had somewhere along the line got very handsome. He watched the runner and thought he recognised the face looming nearer. Fuck me he said and stood up cutting the runners path and making him stop. Byron took his headphones out of his ears "Excuse me" he said politely hoping Darren hadn't recognised him. "Well well well if it ain't the dancing poof" he said walking towards Byron. Byron was about to turn and run the other way but stopped "Leave it Darren" he said. Darren gave his menacing smirk "Nice phone, why don't you give to me like a good little girl" he laughed. "This ain't school Darren, so do yourself a favour and get a fucking life" Byron said standing up to him. Something in Byron flipped and the anger boiled beneath his skin, he couldn't go on living with Darren over his shoulder whenever they met. Suddenly all the years of teasing and abuse broke to the surface. Darren threw a punch catching Byron on the cheek, and stunning him. Byron rubbed his cheek and put his phone down on the bench as Darren laughed hard before realising that Byron was going to stand up to him. "What ya gonna do bitch, I'm going to fucking take you for getting my arm broken" Darren said scared and lunging forward. Byron pushed Darren away using his strength nearly knocking him over "No more Darren I warned you. This ends now!". Darren persisted and came forward again stoned off his head "Nah how about I show you what a real man does to queer boys". Darren rubbed his cock and no sooner had the words escaped his lips he jumped at Byron dragging him down and grabbing his arms holding them forcing his way on top of Byron 'Yeah, fuck you like the bitch you are' he said angrily. His arm appeared from nowhere securing it around Byron's neck hard, he coughed and gasped feeling the arm constricting tightly around his neck reducing his air intake. Byron's rage and years of hatred coursed through his body, he could feel Darren fumbling with his trousers, he really was going to try and fuck him he thought. The arm around his neck closed tighter and he could feel Darren's bicep extending out quickly and hard cutting his air flow off completely. Byron grabbed Darren's arm and pulled it away with ease away from his neck, twisting the arm Darren let out a cry, it was enough to allow Byron to push him off his body. The adrenaline in his body took over as he over powered Darren forcing him face down in the mud and landing on top of him with such force knocking the wind out of Darren. He yanked Darren's unzipped trousers and underwear down over his ass 'Your the one that's going to get fucked' he said pushing Darren's head down and rubbing it in the mud. Byron pulled his cock out hoping that Darren might relent but the verbal abuse continued. It was like an alien had taken over his body that was hell bent on getting revenge and putting an end to it once and for all. Byron looked down at the pathetic person, he didn't think twice and rammed his cock hard in to Darren's ass. The scream gurgling from his mouth being held down in the mud was drowned out. Holding Darren's head down and grabbing one arm to stop him trying to escape he began fucking him without mercy. The body under him tensed every time he thrusted down, he could hear the whimpering but he was going to finish the job. His balls tingling knowing he was about to cum and he pushed in hard and called him a cunt as he released his toxic seed into Darren, his body moving back and forward in the mud every time Byron pushed his hips harder against the ass to breed and hurt him. The anger still coursing through his body finding release through the end of his cock. He pulled his cock out fast and saw it streaked in Darren's blood. He pulled his leggings up and picked up his phone looking at the sorry state laying on the floor. Byron leant over him "Pathetic prat, you will remember this for the rest of your life' he said. His anger venting at the sorry state laying on the ground "Don't fucking mess with me any more" Byron shouted. He stood up straight looking down "It ends today Darren, your atonement for my years of misery" he said "now you can suffer". He put his headphones back in and jogged on for a mile as if nothing had happened, he began to run hard trying to get the anger out of his body, by the time he reached Stefan's house he was crying in a relieved way but also ashamed at the realisation of what he had done. Darren kneeled up and pulled his jeans and underwear up, he was caked in mud and stunned in his half stoned state. He was unsure what had just happened and he looked around. It was silent, not a person in sight, he felt cold and damp wiping the mud from his face with a clean part of his sleeve. His ass was burning. He stayed kneeling in the mud for a several minutes unable to move. Byron couldn't bring himself to go in, he crashed on the porch step sobbing hard. Stefan looked out of the window wondering where Byron had got to, it only took him an hour to do this run and it was well past that. Picking his phone up he dialled Byron's phone and heard it ringing outside the front door, he ran over and opened it seeing the bruise on Byron's face and covered in mud. Byron looked up 'I did something really bad' he cried, Stefan unwavering in his love for Byron picked him up and took him upstairs into the bathroom to get him cleaned up. "What happened Byron, can I not leave you alone for 5 minutes" Stefan said joking. Byron shook his head "Darren, he caught me on the hills, he was stoned" he said. "Tell me what happened?" Stefan said feeling hatred to Darren as he sponged Byron's body laying in the bath. Byron rested his head back "He was going to rape me Stefan" he said looking at him. Stefan nodded "I am guessing it might have been the other way round?" he replied with knowing look. "I don't know what came over me. I was like a monster and didn't care" Byron looked frightened as he spoke. He sniffed "I raped him hard and didn't care" Byron said wiping his eyes. Stefan ran his finger over the bruise on Byron's face "My battered and bruised baby" he said. Byron looked at Stefan "I came in his ass, I may have infected him" he said looking concerned. Stefan shrugged his shoulders "His fault" he said "maybe he will think twice now". "You don't think he will come after me again" Byron asked watching Stefan run the sponge over his body. "No" Stefan replied looking at Byron "Anyway I will break his legs if he touches you again". Byron knew that was not just words, he looked at Stefan "I am in so much debt with you" he smiled. Stefan laughed "Guess you have to sleep with me tonight then" he said grinning and leaning on the bath. "I don't get you sometimes, even after all these years" Byron said looking at Stefan intently. Stefan briefly smiled "How many times do I have to tell you how much I love you". Byron giggled "But how can you love me I am a mess" he said washing his face. Stefan smiled and ran his hand up Byron's body "I told you I would marry you even without sex" he said lifting his hand off. "Only when you propose properly" Byron laughed and Stefan kissed him on the forehead smiling. Byron stepped out of the bath cleaned and refreshed he looked in the mirror at the bruise on his face. He still couldn't believe what he had done to Darren. One thing he did feel was the dark shadow cast from all those years had been lifted, he no longer feared him and for once he felt in control. They had a bite to eat and chatted until late evening. Byron stood up and held out his hand to Stefan who smiled and stood as they walked hand in hand upstairs in to Stefan's bedroom. Stefan cuddled up to Byron resting his arm over Byron's chest. "This is still so weird you and me in bed together" Byron said "you know you being straight". Byron looked at Stefan who was smiling "Not to me it isn't" he replied turning the light off. The Flowers estate was quiet at this time of night as Darren crossed to his families flat. Still covered in mud he had sat there on the bench and smoked two joints. He ran the rant of his mother coming home stoned and covered in mud and slammed the door to the bathroom behind him. He stripped off and ran a bath, his ass was still sore but he couldn't bring himself to sit on the toilet. Getting in the bath the hot water aggravated the pain around his ass, grimacing he lowered himself fully. Bathed and sitting in his room staring at the wall he knew that was his second worse judgement trying to take Byron down, if he hadn't tried to rape him he wouldn't have ended up getting raped instead. The worst part that he now felt disgusted about was the thought he actually enjoyed it. His friends had been questioning Darren behind his back as he never seemed to get on with girls after hitting puberty. He never expected Byron to turn like that or even be able to overpower him, he thought he was quite muscular himself and could take anyone down. My god Byron had some muscle now he thought absent minded he was stroking his cock that was rock hard. Things had gone quiet on the Darren front, Byron couldn't help wondering if he would have gone to the police. Stefan would laugh trying to hear him explain that to the police, it still didn't stop the niggling that would bring him down when he thought about it. Stefan's parents returned early morning on the 20th, Matthew very proud of his wife telling the boys she got standing ovations after every number and at the end, night after night. Byron and Stefan went out in to town to shop for Christmas presents allowing his parents to catch up on some sleep. They walked out of the department store and saw Darren across the street. He looked over at Byron strangely and dived out of sight quickly. They both looked at each other and laughed. Back home Louise had finished cooking dinner, Stefan had persuaded Byron to stay despite him protesting that it was his parents first night back at home. What happened was the last thing Byron would expect, some things happen for a reason Stefan's father Matthew would tell him this a few months later. Byron sat down at the table "So how was Broadway Louise, was it good being back on the boards?" he asked Louise smiled "Yes, I had the most incredible time" she replied. Matthew laughed "She was amazing, they loved seeing her back on stage so much" he said. "Byron" Louise looked at him "Come with me and do two months on Broadway as my co-star" she said. "What?" Byron said looking surprised "me, on stage with you?" he now began to get excited. Louise laughed "One thing though Byron, there are 4 numbers you need to sing" she finished off. "Oh, you know I am not good enough" Byron started saying before Louise cut him off. "Byron you are a dam good singer" She said "and I would be honoured if you performed with me". Stefan looked at his mother "Your taking him away for two months?" he asked. "3 including rehearsal time" Louise replied looking at Stefan then Byron "What is going on here?" she asked. Byron wasn't quite sure what to say as Stefan looked at him "You know how much I love Byron" he said. "Oh right" Louise replied looking at Byron "So will you?" she asked and Byron looked confused. "Well yes of course I will" Byron replied smiling. Byron was unsure of how the sleeping arrangements until Stefan took his hand and guided him in to his bedroom and closed the door. Byron was nervous to say the least knowing Stefan's parents were in the house, there was no disapproval of them sleeping together. Keeping his underwear on he got under the duvet next to Stefan, he waited until Byron was settled before turning the light off and slipping his arms around him cuddling next to each other. Stefan chuckled 'What is with the underwear tonight?' he asked. Without waiting for a response Stefan grabbed them and started pulling them off. Byron giggled and rested his head against Stefan's neck.

Part 7 - March 2016 To Byron it appeared Sam was pretty normal since he returned to London in January. Marcus had called to ask them to help out again. Their dance tutor realising it was an opportunity allowed them to skip a couple of lessons for rehearsals. The same dance crew turned up and Jack spotting Byron ran over lifting him in to the air hugging him. Over his shoulder Byron noticed the odd glances between Sam and Kurt, the coolness of how they said hello had him wondering if they had a falling out. Marcus saw the glint in Byron's eye as he went over to say hello and kissed him on the cheek. It was Kurt's voice interrupting them that stopped Marcus from wanting to kiss Byron properly, he had no idea what had come over him. Kurt hugged Byron and was biding his time not rushing in on him like he did with Sam, he was patient and knew in the end he would come running for him. It was almost as if you could smell the sexual desperation given off by Byron. The show was an afternoon gig filmed for TV. Sam was meeting up with his parents who had come in to the city to take him to dinner and catch up. Sam was angry inside and wanted to leash it on Kurt but couldn't do it in front of everyone. Kurt watched as Sam said good bye to Byron who insisted he was fine and could get home easily on the tube network. His opportunity came so easily, there was no way he was going to let this slip by. "Are you going home already?" Kurt asked appearing behind Byron. Byron turned going all shy being so close to Kurt "Yeah, I have classes tomorrow" he said trying to not look Kurt in the eye. "Don't be silly come and hang out, my hotel it is only round the corner" Kurt said quietly "please Byron". He was suckered in so quickly wanting to sex this man "Sure, just for a couple of hours" Byron replied. Byron said good bye to the crew and hugged Marcus then left the building waiting around the corner for Kurt. He appeared 10 minutes later smiling. Kurt was charming and so complimentary to Byron, he need not have bothered as Byron was already in the frame of mind to have wild sex with him. The reception of the hotel paid no attention to Kurt and Byron as they walked through and in to the elevator heading up to the 9th floor. The doors closed leaving the world behind, before the elevator even moved Kurt was on Byron feeling the sexual tension 'fuck Byron I want you' he said in between kissing Byron, spearing his tongue in to his mouth loving the joyful sound Byron made. The elevator pinged and Kurt released a ruffled up Byron. He fumbled with the key card delaying Byron who got inpatient with him. Pushed through the door in to the bedroom the arms of Kurt circled around his body and lifted him effortlessly into the air. Byron's face shot forward to Kurt's mouth kissing him passionately whilst the door was still closing, eventually the lock clicked in to place as Byron was dropped on the bed and Kurt began stripping his clothes and throwing them all over the room. Byron had his trousers and underwear around his ankles and Kurt removed them completely letting Byron remove his top. He ran his hands along Byron's body, up and down round and round, feeling every inch of the perfectly young muscled body. Kurt didn't need any words or even expect any talk, the lad laying on his bed was desperate for sex already leaking precum from his beautiful seven inch cock that bounced around. Kurt leaned over and took Byron's cock in his mouth hearing him groan in delight, he licked and sucked all the precum then moved up to Byron's mouth kissing him deeply. Byron's legs already hitched themselves around Kurt's thighs rubbing against his skin hoping to entice him to get on with the fucking. He took the hint and pushed Byron's legs over his head and spat on his hole several times watching his saliva run across Byron's perfectly quaint hole before diving in with this tongue. Byron squealed at the sensation, unexpecting this move his body didn't know what to make of it but it felt so good. He could feel Kurt's tongue circling his hole and probing depositing saliva and moistening him up. Kurt leaned forward and kissed Byron positioning his legs on the bed and holding Byron's legs over his body he moved his cock to within striking range. He eased the head up against the tight hole and teased it open pushing the head of his cock inside aided by his spit. Byron gasped 'fuck' he muttered and cried, a look of agony across his face as his ass was unnaturally forced open, he managed to mutter the word 'oh fuck' before Kurt's hand covered his mouth as he slowly jabbed and tore his way in to Byron's ass. He gripped Kurt's biceps, his fingers digging in pushing and trying to stop him, he pulled back slightly then pushed forward again forcing more of his eight inches in to Byron, Kurt released a massive moan feeling the ass surrounding his cock, stretching it wider as he went deeper. The fingers burned in to his biceps sensing his pubic hair had touched Byron's ass he pushed the last inch quickly and deep. Byron's body twisted and his back arched, the fingers stopped digging in to his flesh to be replaced by Byron now holding his biceps, his eyes watering from the sheer pain. Byron was hungry for it and he never expected it to hurt this much, but the power and desire to have sex won over and allowed him to endure the pain. Kurt released his hand over Byron's mouth and placed it on his shoulder holding him in place. Kurt moaned as he ground his hips up against Byron's ass 'You want me baby don't you' he asked looking Byron in the eye who nodded 'say it, tell me you want me to breed you' he said teasing Byron with jolts of his cock 'arrggghh' Byron said gripping the biceps again 'tell me Byron' he said again, 'fuck yes, I need it'. It was not good enough for Kurt he wanted to hear Byron say it 'tell me you want breeding Byron' this time he rolled his head back arching his back feeling Kurt's cock moving around inside him 'urrhhh god yes breed me' he replied. Kurt instantly leaned forward and kissed Byron 'I have wanted to breed you for so long' he said looking Byron in the eye and letting his hips begin their work. Byron relaxed his body feeling the a more pleasurable state of sex taking over, the strokes caressing inside his ass gently. Their lips meeting his mouth filled with Kurt's tongue as he sensually kissed him slowly he pulled out and in. His ass nicely adjusting to Kurt's cock his moans of pleasure barely audible, his hand moved around behind Kurt's neck. He felt the change in rhythm as Kurt began to pick up speed and fuck Byron even harder, Byron's hands grabbed hold of Kurt's hips almost pulling him in deeper. Kurt stretched his body up allowing his hips to slam hard in to Byron who cried and begged for more. He went back to kissing Byron again, never once missing a beat with his cock that was deep inside. Kurt repeatedly stretched his body up slamming hard two or three times then back to kissing and teasing Byron driving him wild in pleasure. Kurt's balls ached wanting to explode, this was no ordinary fuck, he felt connected with Byron. He strained trying to control releasing to early but his 5 day pent up load wanted to breed. Grabbing Byron's hands he pinned them above his head and leaned forward, Byron gasped and moaned as Kurt began rapidly pounding, precum tinged pink trickled out as Kurt held him unrelentingly pumping harder. Suddenly Byron rolled his head back again his body twisting, Kurt felt the twitching in his ass and knew Byron was going to orgasm. He cried and grabbed Kurt hard around his neck, he cock spewing copious amounts of seed across his chest and bed, his ass muscle twitching intensified and brought Kurt over the edge and he slammed in deep and hard catching Byron off guard. Kurt looked down at Byron staring deep in to his eyes 'fuck yes baby, gonna breed ya good' he said, his cock began rapid firing his five day load, the toxic load shot out splattering against Byron's anal wall hitting the fissures and tears coating them in his toxic semen. His orgasm lasting nearly 30 seconds, his body tensing every time he released forcing his cock deeper before his balls stopped contracting and relaxed. Kurt slowly massaged Byron's ass allowing him to feel the cock inside of his body. Byron wiped his watering eye, panting heavily he held on to Kurt whilst he nursed the seed deeper in to his body. Kurt collapsed on top on Byron and slipped his arms around him, he smiled looking at Byron where they laid enveloped around each others bodies. He stroked Byron's face 'perfect gift for a perfect guy' he said kissing Byron hard. His two hours turned in to an overnight where he ended up taking 4 more loads before he had to call time from a painfully sore ass. Byron walked along the street approaching the flat a different person, he couldn't believe he behaved so slutty last night and begged to be fucked time after time with Kurt. The man was an animal he laughed to himself putting the key in the door. He showered and went to his first class, Sam had already left and he wondered how he was going to explain his absence last night. Sam never questioned or asked about that night but he did wonder if his friendship was cooling off with Byron. As the summer come around Byron was doing a 2 week run in a singing and dancing show incorporating tap. As much as he tied to persuade Sam to audition he flat refused reminding Byron that his tap was no where as good. Sam's first love of dance was ballet and he was doing two performances a week in a production of Swan Lake in Hammersmith that was to run for 5 months. Byron sat at the audition that May afternoon, fanning himself with a brochure feeling uncomfortably hot. For the first time he failed an audition as his voice gave out after the first verse of the song. He apologised and said he appeared to be coming down with a cold and left for home. Sam walked in to find Byron vomiting in the toilet. "That's an extreme way to maintain your figure" Sam joked before he realised that Byron looked sick. Byron walked back to bed "Reckon this is flu I have got?" before remembering Jack's warning about Kurt. Sam sat on his bed "I've seen those symptoms' before" he said in a quiet voice. Byron looked over at him "What is it?" he asked. Sam shuffled on the bed "Have you had sex with anyone?" he asked feeling embarrassed. Byron looked at Sam and nodded "Yes, it was a mad moment, we didn't even discuss condoms". That was enough indication to Sam that Byron was gay "Oh Byron" Sam broke down crying and hugging him. "What's that for?" Byron asked looking at Sam. Sam wiped his eyes "I didn't know for sure if you were" he said "gay I mean". Byron held Sam's hand "Are you then, as I could never really tell?" he asked Sam nodded and looked up at Byron "I think you need to visit a clinic" he suggested. Byron looked Sam in the eye and nodded "I think I have contracted HIV" he said. "Do you know who it was?" Sam asked Byron getting off the bed and fetching some clothes for Byron. Byron nodded "Yes, I spent a night with Kurt" he confessed. Sam looked at Byron "A night, well at least yours wasn't a 15 minute fuck in a toilet cubicle" he said. Byron stood "Oh" he replied then looked at him "Oh my god did you and he as well?" he asked Sam nodded "Yes when you and Jack went out for dinner that night and left us in the studio". Byron put all the pieces together and hugged Sam hard. Two weeks later Sam hugged Byron who was having a breakdown receiving confirmation that he had indeed contracted HIV. Byron had decided to hold off medication until he needed to go on it, in his anger he fired off a text to Kurt releasing his anger and warning him not to come near Sam or him again. Sam was enjoying sex on the odd occasion at weekends, importantly his friendship with Byron was stronger than ever. Both wanted each other but neither would broach the subject, instead they both landed work up until December. Sam walked in to the flat after finishing to find Byron sat on his bed miles away "What's wrong?" he said Byron looked up "Nothing" he replied "well sort of. It's Stefan, I have to tell him but I am worried". Sam sat down next to him "I thought he loved you unconditionally, isn't that what you said?" he replied. "Yeah, but this might put a wall between us" Byron said wiping his eyes. Sam looked at him "Did... I mean well, you and him?" he asked trying to find the words. "No, god no" Byron chuckled "he is straight I told you that" he said trying to keep a straight face. Sam laughed "Yeah but he dumped his girlfriend for you. So you never did anything?" he asked again Byron shrugged "Maybe, but not sex, we sleep together and he sort of kissed me once with a chocolate" he smiled. Sam slapped Byron's leg laughing "Come on lets go out and eat I am starving".

Part 5 - September 2015 Sam sat in the audition room with Byron, they had both been called to a dance audition for a pop singer on her London gig as two dancers had to pull out. At 19 years old they were still young and managed to get parts mostly in the west end and began to get a name for themselves. This would be the first time they would be dancing together for a year. Byron had kept his sexuality from Sam, it was something they never really discussed but sort of knew each other well enough to guess what was really hidden underneath. They had become closer as friends and were often mistaken as a couple. Sam had helped Byron through his ballet exam and Byron helped Sam through tap and modern dance. They still had 1 year of training to complete and remained in the same flat a few doors away from Mountview. They were to meet the rest of the male dancers and audition with them. Jack was the first to appear who was 21 years old and almost the spitting image of Sam with the same hair but marginally taller. His body was fit beyond words and Byron was in love, the tattoos up both arms along with his looks made him sexually menacing he thought. He was the kind of man you dreamt about and letting him have his wicked way with you. Kurt opened the door and walked in with no t-shirt on, his chest hair cropped covering an amazingly ripped body, shaved head and biceps that Byron could only imagine how they felt around his body. He was average looking but then with a body like his you didn't worry about looks. A few tattoos adorned over his shoulder and that was it, at 24 he was the oldest dancer there. It was the way he looked at both Byron and Sam when he walked in, almost giving approval of how sexy they both looked sat there. Marcus walked in after Kurt, at 21 years old he was stunningly hot causing both Byron and Sam to stare at him as he made his way towards them. Byron stood to meet him, standing the same height his jet black hair and blue eyes suited him perfectly. With pale skin smoothly accentuating the muscles on his arms, everything about him melted Byron's heart. He almost wanted to bang his head on the wall thinking how much of a slut he was becoming in his head seeing all these men that he wanted to bed one after the other and end up scoring them out of 10. "Sam, Byron, I'm Marcus, this is Kurt and Jack" he said without waiting "Let's see what you got". Sam was directed to Kurt "Hi Sam, I'm going to take you through the first routine" he said sizing Sam up. Byron a little disappointed got Jack "Hi Byron" he said hugging him "We will be doing the same". They were warmly welcomed in to the dance group and within half an hour Marcus was delighted to tell them they were in for the show in a weeks time. Every evening was spent rehearsing and Byron had all 6 numbers down by the third night. Sam was picking them up but the middle number was still causing him some frustration. "Want to grab a bite to eat" Jack asked Byron sitting down watching Kurt and Sam. "Yes that would be nice" Byron replied having grown to like Jack a lot "What about Sam?" he asked. Jack looked over "I think he has a few more hours. I think Kurt has a fancy for him" he said sniggering. Byron looked at Jack "I don't think Sam is gay" he said quietly. Jack chuckled "Kurt will find out" he replied "I like him to work with but outside he can be devious". Byron called over to Sam "Were going to get some food are you coming?" he asked. Sam shook his head "No not until I got this last routine down" he replied glancing at Kurt. Jack stood and got his jacket as they left the room "What did you mean about Kurt?" Byron asked. "Just that Kurt is a barebacker when it comes to sex" Jack replied closing the door to the studio. "Barebacker?" Byron asked "Oh right you mean no condom" he caught on "Isn't that risky" he replied. Jack laughed "Definitely with Kurt" he said and Byron glazed over the point being made. Byron nodded "So tell me about the rest of you" he asked as they walked outside the building. Over dinner Jack and Byron just seemed to gel together and ending up striking a friendship that would go on for years to come. He was shocked when Jack explained he and Marcus were also HIV positive but not due to Kurt. He was amazed how prolific sex was with male dancers, bi, straight, gay they all fucked around and sexuality was never questioned. Jack went on to explain that most dancers got extremely horny after shows and needed a way to release the energy, so sex was just sex no matter what gender. Byron paid closer interest when Jack would talk about Marcus and how he had come from a wealthy family in Boston, dropping out from going to Harvard business school to pursue his love of dancing, his family upset wanted nothing more to do with him. He finished by saying that Marcus went off the rails and was easy prey for the more experienced dancers until Kurt stepped in. Kurt took Marcus under his wing and trained him both mentally, bodily and dance wise. Byron was no longer worried about leaving Sam with Kurt having heard this. How wrong he was, on the American dance scene Kurt was notorious for bedding dancers and they kept out of his reach. He was poz and toxic, he didn't care about medication and was out for a good time breeding guys. His eight inch thick cut prime meat was perfect for young dancers who couldn't get enough of him and often came back for seconds and thirds. "Come on concentrate Sam I know you can do this" Kurt said again as Sam lost the routine halfway through. Sam stopped "I need a breather for a minute" he replied annoying Kurt. "You won't get a breather on stage Sam" Kurt replied sharply frustrating Sam even more. "Fuck" Sam said walking over and taking a swig of water "I need the toilet" he said walking out. Kurt grabbed his towel and wiped the sweat from his head and chest and walked out of the studio across the hall, he opened the toilet door watching Sam splashing cold water on his face. "I'm sorry Kurt, just give me a minute" Sam said wiping his face with a paper towel. Kurt walked over "Your to stressed out Sam" he said standing behind putting his hands on Sam's shoulder. Sam rolled his head back immediately turned on from his touch "I will get it tonight" he said. Kurt kissed his neck "You certainly will" he replied moving closer and feeling Sam's body tense up. Kurt turned Sam around to face him, he found himself looking in to Kurt's eyes. His face very close, his body tingling like electricity flowing between them, he could feel the warmth from Kurt's body. Kurt grabbed Sam's hand and moved it over his cock 'Would this help, you feel how turned on I am?, I want you Sam' he quietly said looking him in the eye. Sam felt the hardness against the palm of his hand, they gay in him surfaced nodding to Kurt. His face moved closer until their lips almost touched. Sam was terrified but it was what he wanted since first laying eyes on Kurt. He had no time to question feeling his lips being forced apart by Kurt's mouth, he melted and wanted him, his mouth parting accepting Kurt. His eyes fluttering closed, his mouth filling with Kurt's tongue, deeper and deeper, he could taste him, smell him and sense him. Kurt pulled back teasingly knowing exactly what he was doing, Sam was by far the easiest to fall for him which excited Kurt even more. Hungrily their mouths attached to each other again, harder and more forceful with his kissing that took Sam off guard for a split second. His body enclosed in the arms of Kurt who began pushing him towards the toilet cubicle. Gladly Sam moved almost hurrying to make it happen. Pushing past the door they stumbled as Kurt closed and bolted it shut, he could not run and had no where to go now, his fate was already sealed. The hands appeared from no where all over his body, feeling and touching, arousing him even further, Sam was a melting pot of desire, every fibre of his being alive and yearning. He felt his shorts roughly tugged down exposing his cock and ass for Kurt, his hands roamed over his cock and gently caressed it. Sam moaned loudly feeling he was about to burst, the hand made it's way to his balls gently squeezing them and passing over them. His eyes snapped open and he gave a moaning yelp feeling Kurt's finger push in to his hole, he tried to grab hold of Kurt's hand to stop it. By the time he grabbed hold of his arm he had relaxed and was moaning in to Kurt's mouth as his finger gently massaged the inside of his ass, his back arched out pushing up against Kurt's chest kissing him deeper. His hand roaming over Kurt's covered cock but he could feel the manliness of it, hard and thick ready to devour him. He winced as Kurt withdrew his finger and spun Sam around facing the cubicle wall, his body being pressed up against it by Kurt. Sam moaned as Kurt kissed his neck almost biting him 'oh fuck me' Sam said out of nowhere. Kurt pulled his shorts down and rubbed his cock against Sam's ass letting him feel what was coming, edging closer and closer 'You want me to breed you?' Kurt whispered in to his ear 'oh yes' his body wanted sex badly, it didn't care how. It just needed it. Sam opened his eyes wide 'Arrgggghhh' he cried out feeling the head sharply pushing in to his ass. Kurt held Sam's arms up against the cubicle wall pinning his legs against his, he gasped for breath feeling his ass stretching open as Kurt pushed again. The pain seemed to hit every part of his body, moaning and whimpering louder as Kurt fed him more of his cock. It seemed to go on forever as he fought through the pain, he wanted it to stop but his ass pushed back for more. His neck almost wet from the kissing and biting Kurt was deploying to detract him from pain and knowledge that he was not wearing a condom. Finally Sam let out a loud moan and gasp feeling Kurt's balls pushing against his ass, the pain receding from the rest of his body concentrating it to the source. The squeals he emitted every time Kurt clenched his ass pushing in then out just sounded like cries of happiness in his ears. Slowly he picked up speed holding Sam's arms tighter, Sam turned his head wanting to kiss Kurt who obliged easing off the fucking for a moment. Kurt repositioned his legs and began fucking Sam harder and faster 'that's it, is that what you want?' he whispered to him breathing heavily in his ear, 'Oh yes, uhmmm, fuck me Kurt' he replied in between his moans and gasps. Kurt was never one for holding back, his sexual state was taking over to breed this young guy. He could feel his orgasm building, the whimpering from Sam eased and replaced by the occasional grunt when Kurt bottomed out. Sam fixated on the cubicle wall was powerless to resist even though he didn't want to. He felt the change in fucking as Kurt now began bottoming out constantly and rapidly, his breathing becoming deeper and rapid. Sam's eyes began watering from the deep fucking he was now experiencing, his body seemed to be loving every moment of it. Suddenly he gasped feeling the full weight of Kurt pushing up like he was trying to split Sam in half. Kurt moaned loudly holding his cock deep as he felt the pulses raging up the shaft of his cock reaching the head as he pushed up harder feeling the first release of his toxic seed firing in to the young body, the second pulse just a big releasing more seed and breeding Sam deep, deeper and deeper he went with every contraction jettisoning more seed 'You gettin bred baby' he moaned his head collapsing up against Sam's. Sam felt the pulses in his ass moaning in delight feeling a man orgasming inside his body 'oh fuck' he quietly said with sharp gasps every time Kurt pushed his cock up deeper 'breeding you real deep baby' he whispered 'that's just what you needed'. Kurt kissed Sam's neck and pulled his cock out 'Arrggghh' Sam cried out as the head plopped out from his ass. He breathed resting his forehead against the cubicle wall as Kurt let go of him and wiped his cock on some toilet paper smiling as he flushed it away seeing the blood against the whiteness of the paper. Sam turned to see Kurt leaning against the other side of the cubicle "Dam your hot" Kurt said. Sam looked at him "Thank you" he stammered, he went to kiss Kurt but he unlocked and opened the door. "Back to the studio" Kurt said without looking back leaving Sam there dumbstruck. He walked back in to the studio a few minutes later, when he touched his hole it felt a little sore but there was nothing to clean up. Kurt acted as if nothing had happened and stood there waiting for Sam to pick up where they left off. Sam felt embarrassed about the whole sex thing, this was something he definitely didn't want to tell Byron so he kept quiet. Sam was not fortunate enough to have known exactly what Kurt meant during their 15 minutes of passion. But Kurt got Sam through the routine that night and they enjoyed a great evening performing at the gig and meeting the pop star. Marcus was so impressed by them that he said he would call on them next time he was in town and needing dancers. Byron and Sam got on well with the dance group and they all swapped mobile numbers. Kurt though was now on a mission to nail Byron, he saw him as a challenge but also strangely he actually fancied him. Byron though was more taken by Marcus and Jack and had successfully evaded him over the last few weeks.

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PART 6 Without warning and causing me to jolt upright, I felt his mouth encompass my hard dick pushing his nose into my hairy crotch. A sharp gasp escaped my lips as he began to suck me full length. His tongue was all over my dick massaging and licking wildly as his head bobbed up and down. Then, his finger began to massage gently my prostate causing another sharp gasp to escape. I whimpered in earnest at the feeling I was having but he was not to be stopped. On and on he scraped his finger along my prostate and alternated that with tapping it sharply. I could tell that my dick was oozing precum in great quantity. More and more he directed me like a maestro of an orchestra with his mouth and finger until at long last I no longer could resist. I flooded his mouth with a huge load of cum the likes of which I had never known I could produce. More and more of my cum flooded into his mouth as his finger stroked my prostate harder. Wilder moans and thrashing movements were all I could muster as a billion billion stars came into view. Many minutes passed as my body shook and trembled as my cum load began to taper off finally ending leaving me so absolutely drained of energy. I felt so wet from the sweat that had poured out of my body. Sagging down at long last, I felt his mouth moving upwards and off my dick. He gently pulled his finger from my hole and moved closer to my face again. I tilted my head and opened my mouth as his lips met mine as he once more thrust his thick commanding tongue deep into my mouth. I felt a large wetness filling me causing my eyes to widen quickly. I tried pulling away but he was too strong, and he began a low rumbling of approval of what he was doing with me. I acquiesced and in short time became hungry for more of the taste he was giving me. The realization that he had just transferred the cum I had shot from his mouth into mine now spurred me on so I wrapped my arms about his mighty girthy neck. My first snowball was with this man. "It's about you, too," he purred. "It should be about you, too, don't you agree? I've always thought you white boys should be taken care of as well. A man can catch more flies with honey than he can with vinegar don't you think?" I was too dumbstruck to answer so I shook my head in agreement. "That's good, white boy. You're learning already. I can see that. Your fear of me is unfounded. You're an unlearned white boy right now. Let's see if you can earn your way to being my white boy. Would you like that? Would you like to be my white boy for the night and have fun? Would you like to look out of those beautiful blue eyes and see me having fun with you?" he asked in a deep low rumbling faint whisper in my ear then licked my ear sending shivers throughout my entire body. "You have to tell me though that's what you want, white boy. You have to say 'I want to be your white boy for tonight, Daddy, and will do whatever you tell me to do.' Once you tell me, we'll begin." Abruptly, he disentangled himself from me and stood up reaching his full height that seemed so far above me. I felt lost and abandoned at his sudden change. Rejected. I panicked at being left behind. "Or, you can leave now," he said deadpan. He stared down at me all of the wonderful feelings I had had smashed. My mind raced through what had transpired outside the room and now inside. His words beckoned me as I sought to recall the looks he had given me just minutes ago. From somewhere inside deep came a voice to me telling me I'd be a fool to leave. Here is where I belonged. Here is where I would experience and learn something that would never be available to me again. I trembled but became resolute and stood up facing him. "I want to be your white boy for tonight . . . uh . . . uh . . . Daddy. I'll do whatever you tell me to do," I heard myself vowing as my voice became more assured of myself in my commitment to my words. I stood up straight not in defiance but in dedication to him. As I looked into his eyes, I repeated my words slowly to remove all doubt in his mind as to my allegiance to my oath, "I want to be your white boy for tonight, Daddy, and will do whatever you tell me to do." Our eyes held steady as he contemplated me. His smile broadened, and he stepped to me wrapping his wonderful big arms around me once more. "What you have done tonight before we met is unimportant. What matters begins now. Word travels fast through colonies like this. You are here now, though, and you will learn what it means to be a white boy for a big black man like me. You know you need that. You have an aura that proclaims that. And, you will shine as an example of white boys should be." His voice had returned once more to the soothing hypnotic purr it had once been. I melted in his embrace. "I don't know exactly what you mean but will accept your teaching me," I said with absolute conviction on my part. And, surprising myself, I meant it.