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With Christmas only a few days away I was not looking forward to my first Christmas alone. It’s only been about 8 months since Eric and I broke up and for the first time since then I’ve felt truly alone. But we had some good times we spent the past 18 years together and I guess all things must come to an end. To get my mind off the Holidays and avoid the crowds shopping I decided to go to my gym and do a work out. I got checked in and made my way to the locker room. As I was getting dressed I met up with Dave and we chatted a bit about the holidays. We finished getting dressed and made our way out to the gym to do our workout. Dave asked me if he could work out with me and I was like sure its good to have some company working out. As we were working out I told him about spending Christmas alone and how this was my first Christmas by myself. Dave told me about a get gift exchange party he and his friends have every year around the holidays. He went into detail that the party starts on Christmas eve and it’s a sleepover at his buddy’s house. I said wow that sounds like a lot of fun. He gave me the address and said be there around 7pm and we start the gift exchange around 9. We finished our work out and headed back to the locker room to shower and change. As we were showering he mentioned one other thing bring some alcohol along that was the only pre requisite. We finished getting dressed and headed out of the gym. Dave waved back to me and said see you Friday @ 7pm. I replied back looking forward to it. Over the next few days I was curious as to what to bring for the gift exchange, I made my way over to Target to look around and find something to bring to this gift exchange. I found the perfect gift and took it home and wrapped it up. My holiday depression was now changed, and I was excited about the holidays. the night of the party has arrived. I put the address into my car’s navigation and made my way over to the address. As I pulled in I had a hard time finding a parking spot, there were quite a few people already here for the party. I knocked on the door and was met by a cute young guy barely wearing an elf’s outfit. He said you must be here for the gift exchange. I said yea I am. Well come on in and make yourself at home...As I entered I could see the room filled with all guys which to me is not a problem. I found the host and introduced myself and gave him my bottle of wine and my gift. He said oh you are Dave’s friend, well come and enjoy the party the gift exchange starts around 9. I made my way around and met some of the guys, found out that this party is quite popular and everyone here looks forward to this party to set off the holidays. I found my friend Dave who gave me a big hug and said he was glad I came. At 9pm the host got everyone’s attention and asked who was new to this party. As I looked around there were a few guys that were new including me. We all raised our hands and we were each given a packet. The host said don’t open the packet till the right time. After the host gave all of us newbies our packets another guy was handing out the packets to the other guys. The host then explained the rules of the gift exchange and told us all to have fun. After I heard the rules I felt a bit embarrassed as I thought this was an actual gift exchange and not a sex party, but since I haven’t had sex in months I figured hey might as well have fun. The newbies were to open their packets and seek out the match to their cards that were inside. So I started on my quest and found this short body builder, we chatted for a bit and then went into one of the rooms. We got naked and made out, he bent me over the side of the bed and started eating out my ass, oh my god it felt so good I haven’t had that in a long time. After a while he said are you ready, I looked back and said yes give it to me. With that he slid his thick fat cock up my ass and started fucking me, this felt so good I have not been fucked in a long time. He started fucking me really hard and in a few minutes he started cumming in my ass. At first I was in heaven and then I realized he just came inside me with out a condom. I asked him about that and he said its part of the rules no condom allowed. With that me left the room and said enjoy your gift. I stood there in amazement as to what just happened and soon another guy came in and said can I see your card. I showed him my card and he said I have the match to that. We compared cards and sure enough we had a match. After a few minutes we started making out, I never made out with a black man and this guy was totally hot. He pushed me down to his cock and I was eye to eye with the biggest cock I’ve ever seen up close. He pulled my face into his crotch and I was soon taking his big cock down my throat, as I kept sucking I kept gagging trying to take his cock all the way down my throat. I swear the thing must have grown to at least 10 inches. He pulled me up to my feet and turned me around so I was again facing the bed, he pushed me down so my ass was again exposed. He spit on his hand and started working his fingers into my hole, after a few minutes he pushed his hard cock into me with one thrust. I screamed in pain, but he pushed me into the bed to muffle my scream. He kept pounding my ass harder and harder. I have never been fucked like this in my life, part of me was in pain and part in pleasure. I was thinking this is going to be a good Christmas.

Part 4 By now I’m fucked up to the point I feel almost disconnected, all I can do, is think about getting raw dick to unload in my ass! By now Markus is balls deep, grabbing my hands and pinning me down, I feel the heat radiating off him and our eyes lock. My legs are wrapped around his waist trying to desperately pull him deeper into me. Nothing else in the world mattered in that moment, I was there to service him, and all my attention was solely focused on that. Before I knew it, he want from slowly sliding in, to full on power fucking me like I’d never been before! With every thrust I could feel more and more precum oozing out of my still rock hard dick. We kept our eyes locked on each other, almost like we were in a trance. The only words I could seem to speak were “fuck me daddy! Please fuck me, POZ me with your spun out Nazi dick! Please daddy, use me, I want you! FUCKKKKK…..FUCKKKKK….FUCKKKKK” is all I was able to say with each thrust of his dick. This was by far probably the best sex I’ve ever had! And being so spun out, I ask “daddy, do you want to rape me? I’ve got things you can restrain me with.” Well, that REALLY got him going and he thrusts hard and deep for the next few minutes, then slides out and stands up. I’m still laying there, unable to move because I feel empty without his cock pounding me. He grabbed his pipe for a few more hits and while warming it he asks “you a screamer at all?” I said “I love very venal and loud chem sex daddy!” He motioned for me to take his hit, but I said I should probably slow down for a bit. Let me tell you, that was the absolute wrong answer! While still holding his smoke in, he slaps me really hard on my thigh. So hard that despite how far gone I was, I could still feel the pain. Then he leans over, plugs my nose, and forces his hit into my mouth until I was about to exceed my lungs capacity. Then like before, he placed his hand over my mouth and nose to hold the smoke in. As he’s doing that he says “listen up faggot, this is your FINAL WARNING! When I say do something, you do it! Is that clear?” Starting to feel this hit take hold, I’m suddenly in a new level of spun and am turned on my all this. He finally removes his hand and I exhale a fat cloud! With each hit he took, more and more of his aggressive side came out, while at the same time more and more of my inner pig came out! I’d definitely never been this high before and so cock hungry!! Once I finish exhaling, he tells me to sit up on the bed next to him. I do so and he puts his arm around me, gives me a very passion filled kiss then explains he doesn’t want to hurt me. That when he gets spun he tends to lose control when questioned, that if I would just trust him, and do what he says when he says it we could have the time of our lives! All I could say was “yes daddy, I’m sorry for not following your orders. I trust you and promise I will be 100 obedient. I wanna have the time of our life, but I’ve never met someone so aggressive. It’s actually turning me on a little.” He gently starts running his fingers through my hair and says “you are a lot easier to break and force into total submission, that kind of surprised me” I look back at him and giggle “yeah that kinda surprises me too actually. Normally I’m an extremely stubborn person, but you bring out a new level of chem pig in me that I didn’t know was there 😈” He just winked and giggled and said “good, now the higher you get, the more limits you’ll push. You want that right…I don’t wanna?” Before he could finish his sentence I say “fuck yeah daddy, I want that! Let’s do it! See just how far you can push me” as I feel MY face and eyes take on that evil, sexual, lustful, chemmed out look. As soon as I say that, I see the same look return to his face, almost like out little moment just sitting and talking was the eye of the storm, and it was about to pass. This is a storm I never wanted to end though! “Right then, take this and take four long hits and shotgun the first 3 to me. On the fourth one, hand me the pipe and blow the cloud on my cock and stay there till I say to move. Can you do that for daddy?” Fuck is this REALLY happening I thought to myself? I said “yes daddy I’m ready, let’s do this” and immediately I start heating the bowl. I notice there isn’t much left in there, so after the second hit I shotgunned into his mouth, I looked at him and said “daddy I don’t think there’s enough in here for two more fat hits and I don’t wanna disappoint you. Can we reup after it’s had a moment to cool down?” He gets up, goes over to his bag and pulls out a small bong, with the bowl fully loaded and ready to go with more of his top of the line T. He walks back over and hands it to me. I look down and see his cock is still throbbing and practically pointing straight at me. He hands me the bong but says “I’ll handle the flame, you just worry about smoking boy. It takes a little more practice and patients to keep from burning your T because its harder to roll the bowl back and forth.” So he lights it with this new little torch lighter, let’s the smoke start to form, and tells me to inhale nice and slowly, and he’ll tell me when to stop. I did just as he said and when he finally have me the ok to stop inhaling I felt this one hit hard and fast! I held it in for about 10 seconds then shotgunned it to him. In fact, he couldn’t take it all in. He hands me the bong and leans down between my legs, pulls my throbbing cock out of my jock pouch, and takes my whole cock in his mouth then releases the fattest cloud all over it. It was so thick I could barley see him for a moment. When the smoke cleared he said “NICE job my boy! You took a fatter hit than I could! You’re learning rapidly and I’m proud of you! Now, this time you’re going to hold the torch in your hand, and I will move it around like last time. Just follow my lead and do everything I say, it’s very easy to burn and we don’t what that do we?” I looked at him, right in the eyes and said “no daddy not at all!” He hands me the torch, places his hand over mine and says “ok, light it. Then I feel his hand moving around the bowl and pulling away much more than you would with a regular lighter. This was my first time using a bong, and boy did I love it! Once I finished taking my hit, I hand him the bong and torch, drop to my knees and after about 10 seconds, take his cock balls deep in my mouth and exhale. Another massive cloud floats up that for a second, nearly obstructs our view of each other. This one hit me even harder than the last, and my brain fog started to clear. Now all I wanted was my ass filled! I look up and he’s taking another bong hit, holds it for 10 seconds then like before shotguns it to me. This time he don’t hold it in me though, he just gives me a look that’s says everything he was thinking. I wait 10 seconds then motion to him what to do next. He looks at me, tilts his head up and makes the blowing gesture. I do just that and suddenly a white cloud is engulfing us. With the bong in his hand, he gestures to me as if to ask 1 more? I eagerly nodded (not that I had a choice, but those last few hits were still sending me higher. We do the same thing just like the last one and again after he passes the hit to me and I let it out, the room looks like there is a heavy fog over the entire thing! By then the AC kicked on (thank god) which was creating a negative pressure, so all that smoke would stay in and not fill the hall. Markus looks at me, we’re both gritting our teeth, high as fuck and loving every moment of it! He pulls out the G and we each take 2 more grams. Then he looks at me and says “so boy, you wanna be raped huh?😈”

This afternoon I took the dog out, as usual. Within the last 2 days, there are 3 guys on my block that just came down with the Omicron variant. In my 'hood, there are lots of gay guys, and we all look out for each other. It's none of my business, and I haven't asked if any of these guys are fully vacced + boosted, but everyone I know fairly well has had all three shots. Please, please ... if you haven't been vaccinated, go get the shot. Get the second shot as soon after the first as you can. Then get the booster too. Wear the damn masks. Do everything you can to protect yourself as well as your tricks. We need ALL of you to be around, doing what you do best. During the first covid-go-around, fucking our fists just didn't make the cut. Holes need Cocks to Breed them - and Cocks need Holes to Breed in. Conservative Holes feel just as great as Liberal ones, and no guy has ever asked me if my Cock were L .or C. We need each other. PLEASE PROTECT YOURSELVES

After Markus threw me onto the bed, he leans down and whispers into my ear “Martin told Evangelos about you”, then he told me. “It’s all we talked about the entire flight here and I begged him to let me have you first. I can only parTy when I have the next few days off and guess what, you’re in luck! I’m off the rest of the week😈” While my mind is trying to process all this, he pulls out a perfectly pristine pipe and a lighter. He proceeds to light it, and I notice just how perfect and organized he keeps it. As he finally finishes inhaling, he motions for me to kiss him and I instinctively comply. He fills my lungs with his high quality smoke. I commented on how much I loved how clean and organized he kept his pipe, and that I have a weird obsession with that. He replied with “we Germans are an efficient people” while giving me this evil grin. I start to feel the rush. I start taking deeper breaths, my heart starts pounding, my dick gets rock hard, and my hole becomes instinctively hungry for any and all loads! He continues to take fat hits, shotgunning each one to me, about 5 or 6. At this point I’m flying and work is not even on my mind anymore. With each hit, Markus looks more and more like a sadistic rapist, just what I want. He hand the pipe to me and just as I go to grab it, he says “don’t burn meine Scheiße“ I reply with “not a chance, daddy” and can feel the evil grin developing on my face. After taking a few hits of my own and shotgunning them to Markus, I set the still perfectly pristine pipe down on the night stand and stand up, face to face with this perfectly defined aryan daddy. I run my fingers over his chest hair, down his solid muscle of an abdomen, and down to his dripping cock. I drop to my knees and take it all in my mouth without any hint of a gag reflex or a struggle. This T was top of the line and I was spun as FUCKKKKK! I grab my bottle of fresh poppers I bought before leaving and give them a few heavy huffs, then offer the bottle to Markus who gladly accepts. Now my head was really spinning and I felt on top of the world. Markus grabs me by the hair with his left hand, and starts aggressively fucking my throat while moaning with pleasure. He takes his right hand and starts slapping me all over, telling me what a good spun cumdump I am, and he’s so happy to have found a fellow German to use (Dad is full German, mom is white, Hispanic, and Native American) but, that he was still racially superior to me because he is full German and could tell I was mixed with something other than the master race. All this race talk and degradation, along with his aggressive use of force, caused my T-dick to get hard as a rock and strain the pouch in my jock. With his left hand still firmly gripping my hair, Markus suddenly pulls me off of sucking his prefect dick and I fall backwards from being on my knees and hit the side of the bed. He then spits on me, grabs his pipe, and while heating it continues to verbally degrade me in every way possible. His eyes are all black with an almost sadistic look on his face. I was so turned on I could hardly contain it. Here I was, supposed to be getting ready for work but here I am instead getting used and abused by this god like daddy. Through his thick German accent, I hear him say “faggot, get your chemmed up cumhole on the bed, on your back! You’re gonna take my POZZED chem load, and you’re gonna keep it in you! If I find out you let any of it out, I will beat you to within a millimeter of death!” As he take a FAT hit off the pipe, I spring to my feet and he motions me to come close. Before I knew it, our lips are locked and he is filling my lungs with what seemed like an endless breath of chems. Then he says “hold it till I say you can let go, I don’t wanna have to mess up that beautiful face of yours 😈” I eagerly comply and as I’m holding the shotgunned smoke in, he takes another fat hit. When he’s done, he sets the pipe down and motions for me to exhale. Before I can take a breath of air, his lips are locked on mine again and filling me with another round of precious chem smoke! Then he places his left hand over my nose and mouth, and with his right hand he grabs me by the throat and forcefully slammed me onto the bed, on my back just as he had instructed me to do a few moments ago before he decided to force more chems into my lungs. He could tell I was getting to the point of tweaking I was so high and almost passed out from the lack of oxygen. He finally releases his hand and tells me to exhale and get some oxygen. My head was spinning so much, I managed to mutter the words “yes daddy…I want your POZ load so bad and I swear on my life every drop will stay in me😈” He lightly slaps my face and says “good boy, now spread your legs so I can eat that spun out chemmed up cumhole. My legs spring up, move my arms to spread them as wide as I can and now they’re resting on my forearms. I place one hand on each asscheek and spread my ass as wide as I possibly can! Before he starts eating me out, he pulls out a small bottle that I could tell is filled with G. He asked if I needed a chaser but I was way to fucked to care and I said “naw I’m good” Then he leans over and gives me about 3 grams, and himself 3 grams. I could feel it hit pretty rapidly and could think of nothing else but getting fucked!!!!!! Only now could I make out a large biohazard ☣️ tattoo surrounding his left nipple, and the swastika lines coming from his right nipple. Then he proceeds to aggressively eat my cumhole while lightly punching me and aggressively slapping me wherever he found! Not able to comprehend exactly what it stood for because I was so fucked up by now, I let out a deep moan of pleasure and say “oh fuckkkkkkkkk daddy! Please please please abuse my hole with your superior chemmed up, POZ, Nazi cock and shoot your precious superior seed as deep as you can into me!” He looks up at me with those sadistic eyes and says “thought you’d never ask. I was wondering how long it would take you to notice my tattoos and just how pervy and piggy they would make you! 😈😈😈” Then he starts aggressively fingering my hole which now offers little resistance due to the T, G, poppers, and him getting me sloppy wet. He quickly moves to two, then three, then four fingers, not slowing down with his rapid pace! If there was any pain, I didn’t feel it. All I could do was keep muttering “please please please abuse my hole with your superior chemmed up, POZ, Nazi cock and shoot your precious superior seed as deep as you can into me!” as my head bounced back and forth because I was so high! Once he’s satisfied with stretching my hole, he places his dick head right up against my hole. I swear it was as wide as a soda can and had the length of two of them together. I take a few hits of poppers and my ass starts to burn as his head starts slipping in. He could tell I was feeling the burn and he said “don’t worry boy, daddy just sprinkled a few shards on my dick and now I’m working them into you😈” Feeling the additional T hit me, my mumbling becomes nothing but inaudible gibberish. As he continues to push his fat cock in, he says “I see you’re finally spun out to my liking, good boy. Now get ready because it will be anything but gentle. I somehow mutter the words “fuck daddy… use me anyway you want, I’m yours” 🤤🤤🤤

I met my boyfriend the first day on coming back from a much needed week long vacation. Apparently, they hired him while I was gone to replace one of the servers who quit with no notice. I was just walking in from the kitchen to the dinin room when I saw the nicest, fullest, and what looked to be juicies firm ass encased in a pair of black shorts bent over table #5 clearing off the dishes. He straightened up, and I was able to get a better guage of him. He was short but lithe. 5’3, maybe 110 pounds, shaggy blonde hair that covered his left eye from the way it fell across his face, and deep green eyes. I could tell by the way his white button down shirt was clinging to him that he had a swimmer’s build and was not afraid to show off his body. He was very cute. “Hey, I’m Xavier. You’re new here,” I said to him as I stuck out my hand to shake his. “Tyler, but everyone calls me Ty. Nice to meet you. I haven’t seen you around. Do you only work on the weekends.” “No, I just got back from vacation. Gotta get back to the grind to make the money.” “Yeah, this is my first job, but I’m trying to save up to get my own place,” Ty said. “What? Are you even 18?” “Haha, I get that a lot. I guess I look younger than I actually am. But, yes I turned 18 two months ago. I’m taking a year or two off from school before I go to college, so I’m trying to save up for that and a place of my own.” “That’s cool, man. Living away from the parents is the best,” I said. Right then, the bell over the door rang and in walked a huge crowd of people. For such a small restaurant, I had no idea where they were going to all fit. The owner rushed by us and hugged one of the guys that had walked in. He then pulled almost all of the tables in the restaurant together and flipped the open sign over. “Xavier, Ty, come meet my oldest friend, Ryan,” the owner shouted to us. We walked over and got introduced and found out it was Ryan’s 40th birthday party, and he was celebrating with his closest family and friends. Ty and I were going to be the only servers working tonight, and Ryan’s party was our only table. We quickly got everyone seated and started taking orders. I quickly found out that Ty knew what he was doing and was going to be a good guy to work with. Aside from looking sexy, cute, and young, he had the smile that made the whole room light up. Once the dinner party was over, the owner came out from the kitchen with a huge cake and a 4 and 0 candle lit up and started singing. He served the cake to everyone and sat down and enjoyed the rest of the celebration with them. Ty and I just sat back by the bar and kept an eye on peoples glasses to see if they needed a refill, but we got to chat for a little bit and get to know each other. I told Ty all about me and how I was living with two guys who were a couple while I was saving money to start my own photography studio. “So you live with a gay couple,” Ty asked. “Yeah, Tre and Javi. I’ve known them for years. We were all friends in high school together. They started dating and became serious. But, it’s always been the three of us chillin together.” “Are you gay too?” Ty asked and then immediately became beet red in the face. “Oh, I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have asked you that. It’s none of my business. Please forgive me.” “Ty, it’s cool. I’m open and out. I don’t hide who I am, so you’re ok. But, yeah you might want to be a little more careful in the future with who you ask that question.” “I know. I’m sorry. I really shouldn’t have, but I was curious,” said Ty. “And just why are you curious if I’m gay?” I asked. Ty started going beet red in the face again. He looked at the ground and was kicking a bunched up nakin that had fallen next to the bar. When he finally looked up at me, he looked in my eyes and said, “Well, because I think you’re kinda sexy and wanted to know if I had a shot.” “So, you’re gay too?” I asked. “Yes, but I’ve never actually done much with a guy. Just fooled around in the back of a theater. But, I need to grow up and get some experience under my belt.” I started to laugh, and Ty got beet red again. “That’s so cute, Ty. I’m glad you think I'm cute, because I think you’re adorable. I’ve been staring at your hot little ass all night long and have been doing my best to try and not pop a boner in front of our customers.” “Well you’re better than I am. I have been hard all night long watching you.” “Really? I couldn’t tell with your apron on.” “Well that and I’m not very big, but I do find you really sexy, Xavier.” “I think you’re sext too, Ty. Let’s chill out back after we clear off this table. It looks like they are all leaving.” We went to work and cleared the table and dishes as fast as we could while looking at each other and giving off goofy smiles. Ty really was cute and his ass was amazing. The owner finished doing all his work and told us to meet him out back when we were done loading the dishwasher. Ty was bent over loading the last few dishes, and I couldn’t help myself. I whistled and slowly caressed the curve of his tight ass. Ty just looked over his shoulder at me and winked. We went out back, and the owner said, you guys did a great job tonight. Here’s your tip for the table. He handed us each $50. I was so happy, but just gave him a weird look, “This is a lot, Jay.” “You guys earned it! You did a good job. I”ll see you guys later,” and Jay walked off to his car. Ty turned to me and asked if I liked how his ass felt and blushed as he looked down. “You know I did. That ass is hot. Do you run track or something?” I asked. “No, I was on the swim team. But thanks. I kinda like you feeling on it.” “Do you want me to feel on it some more?” I asked. Ty just bit his lower lip and smiled and quickly nodded his head. I moved in closer and leaned in towards his ear and cupped both of his ass cheeks in my hands. I whispered, “I’ve been wanting to get a handful of these cheeks all night long. God, you’re so fucking sexy. I could eat your ass for hours.” Ty pulled back and just giggled. “I’ve never had that done before. In fact, I’ve only kissed two guys before and jerked off one. But, I need to do more. I want to do more.” “Tell me what you want to do, Ty.” Ty smiled again and bit his lower lip. “I want to suck your dick and have you rim me. Maybe even let you fuck me. Can I touch it?” “Please do! It wants you to,” I told Ty. He reached down to my shorts and gripped my hard dick. “Wow, it’s so hard Xavier. And it feels big.” I laughed and looked Ty in the eyes, “It’s not that big. I”m only 7 and a half inches.” “Way bigger than mine,” Ty sighed and looked dejected. I pulled his chin back up towards me, so I could look in his eyes. “Size isn’t everything, Ty. It really is how you use it. And honestly, that ass is so hot, I don’t know if I’d ever get tired of wanting to fuck it. So, you don’t have to worry about how big you are. I’ll suck you off, but I really want you to cum while I’m fucking you.” Ty just moaned in my ear and started to undo my zipper. He looked up and licked his lips and said, “Can I pull it out and suck you now? I want to see how big it is. You’ll actually be the first ethnic guy I’ve even done anything with.” “Ethnic huh? I would just say I’m half white and half black. But you like how I look?” “Yes, I do. I think you’re sexy. I love guys bigger than me.” At that I had to chuckle. Most guys had to be bigger than him, but I could understand what he meant because I liked guys smaller than me. At 6’ tall and 165 pounds, I am very fit with a six pack and a nice butt and good size dick. None of my previous lovers had complained and a lot of them liked feeling on my chest and abs. “I’m glad you like me too. And to answer your question, yes you can pull it out and suck on it. My dick could use a nice wet mouth right now. And I’m sure you’ll do just fine getting it all wet.” Ty knelt down and fished my dick out from my boxer briefs through the hole in the front of them and then out the hole in my shorts. I could just see his eyes go wide at the sight in the low lights that were lighting up the alley behind the restaurant. Ty started to lick my dick like a lollipop and while it felt good, I needed more. “Suck it, Ty. Licking is cool, but I need your mouth on it. Agh…shit, watch the teeth.” “Sorry your dick is the first one I’ve ever sucked. It’s so big too. But, I’ll be careful.” Ty went back down on my dick and started to wrap his lips around his teeth. The boy was a natural. He started to make my dick feel so good, and I was precumming like crazy. I could hear him moan as he licked the precum from my dickhead and swallowed. I grabbed his cute sexy ears and slowly pulled him all the way down to the root of my dick. He gagged and coughed so I let him up. “I’m sorry. I’ll try again.” And try he did. Damn, he really was a natural. Soon he was going all the way down and not gagging on my dick and getting it sloppy wet. I was moaning and could feel my balls start to tighten up. I didn’t get a chance to jerk off at all on vacation sharing a room with my younger brother, so I was ready to nut. Ty got all the way down again, and I just held his hot face there as I started to unload. His muffled sounds of surprise made my dick jump and shoot more cum. He sputtered a little bit and some of my nut got pushed out into my trimmed pubes, but I just look down and told him to swallow. A few tears were forming at the corners of his eyes but he nodded as much as he could with my dick down his throat and started to swallow my load. When I was done shooting, he pulled off and licked his lips clean. Then he leaned forward and started licking the last few drops that were oozing from my piss slit. My dick got really sensitive, so I quickly pulled him up and kissed him. I could taste my nut on his tongue as I pushed mine into his mouth and kissed him deep and hard. He just moaned and wrestled my tongue with his. “You’re a great kisser, Xavier,” “And for your first time sucking dick, you sure made me blow a huge load. You’re a natural, Ty.” I started to nibble on his ears and neck and slowly pushed my hands into the back of his shorts and grabbed a handful of his underwear covered ass. Ty just moaned and leaned into me. I kept massaging his ass and working my way to the center of his crack and feeling the heat emanate from it. I wanted to fuck his ass so hard. Unbeknownst to Ty and Xavier, they had an audience. His roommates had come to pick him up as per usual, and had seen Ty start to kneel and suck off Xavier. “Damn, Javi! Look at that boy’s ass. It’s so round and taut. Do you know who that is?” Tre asked. “No, I’ve never seen him before. He doesn’t even look like he’s 18. But you’re right, that ass is fine as hell. It’s making my dick leak. Even after dropping that huge load in you an hour ago. It’s ready to seed again.” “Fuck, papi. I love it when you talk like that. My dick is hard too. I wonder if Xavier will share this one.” “Tre, you know Xavier never shares. So just get it out of your mind right now. But, I would definitely like to tap that ass too.” “Damn Javi, he just made Xavier nut. He must be a good cocksucker. OK, let’s surprise them. What do you say?” “Sounds like a plan. You gonna be able to hide that wood?” “Why papi? I want him to see it so he can drool over it and know that I’m bigger than Xavier. Maybe he’ll come to us on his own. And you should make sure that yours is showing through your shorts too, papi!” “Good idea! Let’s go sneak up on them.” They got out of the car quietly and sneaked up on Xavier and Ty kissing while Xavier was massaging Ty’s ass. They saw Xavier push his hands underneath the kids underwear and move his fingers towards his crack. The kid just moaned and pushed back. Javi cleared his throat and said, “Xavier that’s a fine piece of ass you got your finger in. You gonna share with your besties?” Ty froze and Xavier quickly pulled his hands out of Ty’s shorts. “Hey guys! I didn’t hear you pull up. This is Ty. Ty, these are my roommates Javi and Tre. They usually pick me up after work.” Ty flushed with embarrassment, looked at them both and gave a sheepish hi. Javi grabbed his dick through his shorts and acted like he was adjusting it, but he saw Ty notice his big dick and absently lick his lips. He thought to himself, maybe I can get some of that ass when Xavier is done. “Ty do you want to come back to my place and chill with us? We’d love to have you over.” Xavier looked at Ty and awaited his response. Ty was still watching Javi adjust himself when Tre piped up and said, “Yeah man. Any friend of Xavier’s is a friend of ours. We were just gonna chill, watch some TV, and smoke a blunt.” Ty had only tried weed once before and didn’t really get anything from it. Xavier leaned over and whispered in his ear, “If you come over, I promise I’ll eat your ass until you’re moaning like a whore.” Ty blushed and just kinda nodded at the guys. Javi and Xavier started for the car. Ty went to grab his book bag from the back door of the restaurant. When he turned around Tre was there, he looked Ty up and down like a piece of meat and said, “Damn, you’re one fine ass white boy. I’ll bet you’d ride my big black dick so good. If Xavier doesn’t scratch that itch, come see me. I can get deeper than he can.” Tre turned around and started walking to the car. Being taller than the rest his long legs let him catch up quickly so the others didn’t notice him not being with them. When they got to the car, Ty was still standing at the door looking dumbstruck. “Ty, are you coming?” Xavier asked. Ty just shrugged his shoulders and headed to the car. He thought to himself, this is one way to get more experience, and they are all hot as fuck.

Hey guys. A new story for you. This'll be two chapters, and yes, the second chapter is already written. I'll post it soon. xxx My Boy’s First Dildo Chapter 1. I’ll be the first to admit to having a solid thick six inches swinging between my legs. It’s not massive, but it is thick enough to stretch out a hole nicely. When my boy, Brian, and I started dating, I’d had a lot more experience than him. He’d had a few fuck buddies and a boyfriend or two, but he’d mostly just done oral. He confessed to me that he fantasized about taking POZ cum but wasn’t quite ready. I let him know that that didn’t freak me out and I might know a buddy who could help when he was ready. In our first times together, I made it clear to Brian that I prefer to top. I can bottom in a pinch, but I much prefer to top, preferably raw, preferably in an opened-up hole that I can fuck for a long time. Brian and I had been casually dating for a few weeks and things got more serious. Our dates would end up at his place or mine, with us switching blowjobs and me eating his hole and loosening him up with a finger or two. Last month, he let me tease his hole with the tip of my cock, and then asked me to bag up to get the whole head inside. He said it felt so good that he needed to cum and shot a big load before I was more than two inches inside him. He wasn’t in the mood to get fucked after he’d cum, so it meant I needed to pull out and jerk off on his tight abs. We met up a few times a week until I was briefly balls deep, protected by a condom, inside him. It was like a switch. As soon as something went inside him, he’d cum, always without touching his own cock. I told him he needed to practice more so he’d let me fuck him longer. I’d never been inside him raw and told him that as tight as he was, he’d make me cum immediately without the de-stimulation of the latex. I suggested we get him a dildo a bit bigger than my cock and we could properly train his hole to take my dick and eventually my cum. He thought hole training was a great idea and I told him we’d get him set up. After work, we met up and I drove to a seedy sex shop. I called on the way over to make sure my good pal Kyle was working. I’d brought a boyfriend or two before to Kyle for his expert help opening up tight holes. I stayed close as we toured the shop, but let Kyle do the talking. I knew Brian was in good hands. I introduced Brian to Kyle and we took a quick walk around of the shop, looking at some chastity cock cages, handcuffs and restraints, buttplugs, poppers, and some videos. I mentioned that Brian got off on POZ fantasies from time to time. He blushed but nodded. Kyle showed him a whole rack of bareback DVDs starring known POZ pornstars. Brian was practically panting and asked about different types of lube and toys. Kyle explained the importance of good lube saying he’d never put his cock in drugstore lube again. Brian grinned and asked which was his favorite. Kyle smiled and showed Brian a tub of mineral oil-based cream lube. As he held up the jar, Kyle said, ‘this is my second favorite lube. Raw cum is my favorite.’ We all chuckled at that. He told Brian how silky smooth it felt, and how it was great for toys and even fisting, but not condom-safe. He explained that the lube might wear down latex causing it to break. Brian nodded and said that shouldn’t be a problem as he’d only be letting me fuck him raw. Kyle muttered, ‘we’ll see about that…’ and winked at me. I could feel myself getting hard. Kyle showed Brian a selection of glossy black silicone dildos. He explained that these wouldn’t degrade with the oil-based lube. He went on about how easy they were to clean after play and asked Brian if he’d like to try it out. Brian gasped, ‘here?’ Kyle nodded and said the store had a strict policy of encouraging all customers to try out their toys before paying as returns couldn’t be accepted. Kyle asked me to whip my cock out, as if he hadn’t seen it before, so he could choose one a little bit bigger than me to get Brian nicely opened up. I unzipped my pants and Kyle took out a measuring tape. ‘Just over a solid six inches long,’ he said, licking his lips. I could see Brian blush, but I could also see him getting hard, and a nickel-sized dark spot of precum seeping through his jeans. Kyle suggested that Brian get undressed and climb into the sling at the back of the shop. As Brian went into a fitting room to discretely change, Kyle locked the front door of the shop and hastily scrawled a note and taped it to the door. My dick was still out when Brian came out, naked, and hard and drooling precum. Kyle and I helped him into the sling, and I gently placed his sneakered feet into the stirrups by my shoulders. I scooted his ass to the edge of the leather seat so his hole was hanging over the edge. Kyle suggested I get out of my clothes, so they didn’t get stained with the lube and I gladly obliged. Brian was grinning and staring at my dick, then directing his gaze to the toy in Kyle’s hand. Kyle’s other hand rested on his crotch, cupping what I knew to be a solid eight-inch uncut cock. I knelt down and lapped at Brian’s hairy hole. He was so tight. I made sure he was having a good time and he eagerly nodded. I lubed up my finger and slowly worked it into his hole. His face alternated between a grimace of pain and a sigh of pleasure. He was really liking the lube and the anal stimulation. Kyle slapped the hefty dildo against Brian’s hole and I smeared some lube on it. Brian put his hands behind his head and told us he was ready. Kyle aligned the big-balled base to his crotch and pushed gently forward, using his body to keep Brian’s tight hole from pushing the dildo out. Brian asked for more lube and I obliged, running my hands around the spot where the dildo was slowly slipping inside him. Brian looked at me and his eyes got big. ‘Hey, babe?’ ‘Yeah,’ I asked. ‘Do you think Kyle should take off his pants?’ ‘Why would he do that,’ I innocently asked. ‘We don’t want that lube splashing on his clothes, do we?’ I concurred and invited Kyle to disrobe. Kyle gladly guided my hand to the dildo now partially embedded in my boy’s lubey hole and took a step back. He yanked his clothes off and his long cock tumbled into view. It was a good inch longer than the silicone dildo. Brian literally started drooling at the sight of that hole-stretcher. Kyle stepped forward and reached to a cup mounted to the wall beside the sling. He got out a condom and opened it. Brian looked confused and Kyle pointed to his cock, now fully engorged, red, and a little angry-looking. Kyle’s cock was shiny and oozing precum. ‘I’m POZ, Brian. I should bag up, ya know, just to be safe.’ Brian looked a little dejected and I saw the beginnings of a pig born right there. Brian nodded and Kyle slipped the condom on. It only went half-way down his shiny red shaft. Kyle resumed his position, his body, naked except for a condom, lined up perfectly with my boy’s hole. He placed the base of the dildo to his pubes and gently eased his body forward. His sheathed POZ cock was inches away from my boy’s lubed-up hole and getting closer every second. To be continued…

Part 5 I looked Markus in the eyes and it was clear our sensual, almost romantic moment was over. After getting higher and higher, pushing ourselves to new limits I saw that familiar, sadistic chemmed up piggy look he’d had before, but more intense this time. I look over into the mirror as the morning sun started to shine through, and I saw someone with the same look as Markus staring back, it was me 😈 We we’re now ready for the next step but a glimpse of reality hit as I look over at the clock and see it’s 06:30am. “Fuck” I said starting to panic while trying to fight this new level of chemmed up pigginess I loved so very much! “I’m supposed to be downstairs for a work conference in 30 minutes Markus, what am I going to do?!?!? There’s going to be lots of medical personnel there who will easily spot the fact that I’m spun TF out!” I start to almost hyperventilate, getting very light headed and Markus leaps over and wraps his arms tightly around me. He says “don’t worry boy, you’re NOT going anywhere. We’re not even close to being done. Let’s take a moment and figure out how we can get you out of this conference all together so no one will come by to bug you. Think, what can you do that’s convincing?” Having him hold me tightly helped a lot, I was able to climb back to a slight sense of reality, and started to think. I opened my personal and work laptop and said “a family emergency suddenly came up and I have fly out to Germany right away! Markus, log into your personal email on my laptop and send me saying my aunt was in a bad accident and likely wouldn’t make it! Let me log into my VPN so it can’t be traced back here! Would you do that for me daddy?” With this evil grin on his face, he looks over and says “of course boy, that’s genius! You really are a smart, efficient thinker! Just like a real German!” He sends it to me, but now I need to call my boss and get this meeting rescheduled. I’m not someone who can cry on command but had another idea… “Markus, this will sound crazy, but I need you to choke me until I start gasping for air so I will get congested and sound convincing… can you do that to me daddy?” Without missing a beat, he grabs me by the throat, throws me down on the bed and starts chocking me out. Because we’re both high as FUCKKKKK, we both find this a turn on and get rock hard! After about a minute of him squeezing so tight I can’t breathe, he sees tears start to fun down my face and let’s go. I start coughing uncontrollably and get congested, now sounding totally convincing. For good measure (and probably his own sexual thrill) he gives me a rather hard slap across the face. Fuck that turned me on, only a few more moments of having to focus on reality then I’d suddenly have the whole week to fuck around! I call my boss who is surprisingly sympathetic and says “no worries, I’ll book you for the next meeting in a month but don’t worry about that now, go be with your family.”I told her that my regular cellphone wouldn’t work in Germany, so if she needed to get ahold of me for whatever reason to use WhatsApp or email since I’d still have access to WiFi. And with that everything was set, except I’d need to be out of this room by noon. Markus said with an a still evil looking grin, “boy you’re gonna come stay with me. Don’t you worry, daddy will take care of you. I own a house here in town and have a very special room I think you’ll love.” I thought to myself that sounds amazing! “So if you have your own place in town, why did you book a room here?” He said “after we landed I could see what hotel you were staying at as part of your travel arrangements… how else was I supposed to know what room you were in? After we both turned in for the night, I went home, dropped off my luggage, got my stash and came back. Tell you what, go get yourself cleaned up, pack your bags, and we’ll head over that way in about 20 minutes?” After our experience earlier, I knew that wasn’t a question and that 20 minutes meant 20 minutes, not 21, 25, 30 etc… Germans are very punctual people 😂 I take a quick shower, throw on some shorts and a T-shirt, drink an entire bottle of water to avoid being super dehydrated, get everything packed and making sure to check at least 5 different times no paraphernalia was left behind. I sit on the end of the bed and try to gain my composure, I hope to god I don’t pass anyone I knew on my way out! 20 minutes on the dot, I hear a knock at the door. I cautiously make my way to the door and thankfully it’s Markus. He comes in, grabs my bags for me (such a gentleman) and says “we’re going down the back stairs and out the side door so we don’t have to go through the lobby and risk being seen”. Such a genius I thought! “Here, you’re gonna need these. It’s already bright out and your pupils are pretty much He hands me a pair of sunglasses “here, you’re gonna need these.” We get down stairs and head out the back door into the bright California sun. Felt so good to feel that, and what felt even better was seeing all these men and imagining what they’d feel like inside me! I’m still horny as fuck and wanna ride every man I see practically! Markus leads me to his car, a shiny new Black Audi with tinted windows. “Nice ride” I say! “German car, German driver” he says as we winks at me and motions me to get in. As soon as the doors close he grabs me by the hair and pulls me in for a deep, passionate kiss! He looks down and sees my cock is still rich hard, throbbing, and dripping a ton of pre cum. He reaches his hand into my shorts, rubs my uncut head which is visibly driving me wild, then pulls his fingers out and licks the pre cum off and says “fuck that tastes good! Can’t wait to get you home!” My cock was sitting straight up and when I put my seatbelt on, the part across the lap was pressing on my cock which felt so good. He leans over a little, gives the belt a quick, yet forceful tug and my head leans back while I let out a lustful moan. He looks me up and down and says “enjoy the ride, won’t take long. 5 minutes probably so enjoy that tight feeling on your cock😈” Then he started up the car and we were off. He wasn’t kidding, within 5 minutes we were rolling up to his house and as we were going down the street, he grabbed the back of my neck and pushed me down far enough to where I was hidden from view. He says “don’t want my neighbors seeing me bring home such a skanky slut” as he patted the back of my head. Fuck that turned me on, although at this point what didn’t? We pull into his garage and only after the door shuts, he releases the firm grip he had on the back of my neck and says “welcome boy, now we can truly do what we want.” He led me into the house and my jaw dropped! This place was a huge, 2 story house and the back door led to a pool then a small lake beyond that. I am taken aback by everything and as I turn around, he’s already pulling out his bong. “Ready for more? Now that we don’t have to worry about a thing! Oh, and I have a surprise for you later on 😈”

I met my life-partner at the tubs. It was in the locker room, when I was getting some change to buy something at the snack bar - he was just leaving, had put on his shirt and was doing the buttons from the bottom up. Some pocket-change slipped out of my hand, and as I was picking it up off the floor, I noticed him about 7, 8 feet away. Big, beautiful smile, I smiled back, and his buttoning the shirt hit reverse - started unbuttoning the shirt again. Long story short, we spent a couple of hours together, sucked Cocks together, fucked Holes together, kissed loads to each other, and there was no doubt in either of our minds that we were pervectly meshed. So the concept of "cheating" just never applied. Each of us knew, from the moment we met in that locker room at Mans Country, that there would be plenty of "outside" action. After moving in together, often we picked up something to play with together. We never hid the fact that each of us went hunting on his own, and when we picked up fresh meat, I loved watching him suck off other Cocks, Breed Holes, take other Cocks up his sweet ass - and he loved watching me do the same. Often he would go to one fuckjoint and I'd go to another, and we'd trade stories when we both got home. Often when we went out to the bars together, between the two of us we could pretty much pick up whatever we wanted. That was the modus operandi for just over 30 years ... but he passed almost 15 years ago now, and I miss my sweet, beautiful PigLover every day. Still, I'm the luckiest guy I know.

Part 2 As I’m standing in line to board the plane, I’m thinking of everything I can to keep from getting a hard on. Martin’s freshly deposited POZ load still coating my insides felt so good! His beautiful well, everything about him had me in a daze. He texted me and said when I get back, he’ll be waiting for me and while I’m gone, to take as many loads as possible. He wants to have round two with me using nothing but the cum leaking from my hole as lube. Then afterwards we’ll go to the clinic and get me tested. That was so hot, and all I could think about was how he had practically raped me and potentially pozzed me! As I board, the Captain or co-pilot (not sure who) said “welcome aboard” then looked down at the bulge straining in my jeans, looked back up at me and gave me what I call the evil grin 😈 … This man was probably 45, 5’11” 190 and had well defined muscular arms. His off white complexion complimented (probably Greek or Italian) his dark brown eyes and hair, which was also mixed with a little grey, and a finely trimmed beard (which is popular in the Pacific Northwest, I had one too and so did Martin, and practically every single guy around). All I could think of was how he would feel pumping his probably fat cock into my already used cumhole. I took my seat and pulled out my phone. I had two messages, one from Scott and one from Martin. The message from Scott read “Hey babe, can’T waiT To meeT you. Hope you have a safe flighT down. Do me a favor and see abouT geTTing loaded up before we meeT and Take a liTTle flighT of our own, I love using an already loaded up hole 😈😘” I texted back “Thanks daddy, I love how you call me babe already, made my hearT skip a beaT. I’ll be sure to geT as many loads in me as possible.” Thank god I was already sitting because now I’m hard as a rock and leaking like a faucet! I opened the text from Martin which read: ”Hey babe, thanks for letting me fuck you raw and letting me shoot my POZ load in you! Have a safe flight, and I hope you get to meet the captain after you land. His name is Evangelos, him and I have fucked around before and I told him to keep an eye out for you. Btw, I’m a Vers top and he is too so you may get lucky enough to fuck him and get fucked by him.” I thought to myself, “there’s no fucking way this is happening! How could I be so fucking lucky?!?!? What is this the twilight zone?!?!? I also thought to myself, Evangelos, he must be Greek. I was right about my assumptions. I’d give anything to be his personal cockpit!” Before take off the captain did the usual introduction, his voice sounded so sexy, so masculine, so rugged, with a very slight hint of an accent. I was throbbing so hard by now, given everything that just happened with the last hour I almost shot another load in my pants. Thankfully I didn’t, that would have been awkward but FUCKKKKK I wanted to so bad! After we took off I pulled out my laptop and reviewed my work schedule for the next three days, trying to plan out when I could take some loads. I knew I wouldn’t be able to host in the hotel because the company had set me up with a roommate…cheap fuckers. I got everything planned out in detail so I knew when I could slip away and have someone slip into me 😈All throughout the flight, the girl next to me kept going on about her fiancé and herself. I didn’t pay much attention and could only think of what his dick would feel like. Eventually we landed and I was hoping to see Evangelos again, but it was only the flight attendant and copilot. After getting my bag, I scheduled a Lyft pickup and while I was waiting, I got a text from Martin saying “Evangelos thinks you’re sexy as fuck, and wants to meet you. I told him about what we did and he wants to work my load into you!” By now it’s nearly 10:30pm and I had to be up and ready for work by 8:00am. I replied with “Really?!?!?? Give him my number and I’ll see what we can arrange. BTW your load is still in me, once I take one I never let it out 😘” Just before my Lyft arrived, I felt a hand on my shoulder. It startled me and I turned around expecting to see the captain, but it wasn’t him… it was the copilot! He said with his rather thick German accent “mind if vwe share a ride to ze hotel?” I eagerly replied “no not at all, my pleasure” I held out my hand to shake his. He was about 6’2” 230 pounds of solid German aryan muscle. Blond hair, blue eyes. He shook my hand back and said his name was Markus. Then I wondered, “how did he know what hotel I was going to?” Didn’t matter though, I was in love after our hands touched 🤤

Part 1 This is the story about the time I went to Sacramento, California for a work meeting, and had the time of my life! My name is Ricky, I am from Washington (State) and was working for a major healthcare provider, 24 years old, 5’10, 160 pounds, fit build, 6.5 uncut and just thankful and happy to have a secure stable job in high demand. I had also been parTying on occasion since I was 22 and loved it, but kept it discreet and rare. So in June, I was told I needed to fly down to Sacramento for a 3-day training. I was excited to go! I had never been to California and was looking forward to it! While I made my travel arrangements, I had the thought I should take a few extra days off and stay there. Explore and see what kinda trouble I could get into. The company allowed us to take extra time, I’ll I’d need to do was pay for the room for a few days, the flight was all paid for by them! With that I made my flight arrangements, and paid for the extra nights in the hotel at a discounted rate! I needed a break from my boyfriend, taking care of my younger siblings (our mom passed away suddenly when I was 22 and I became instaparent) and just all the stress that living in Washington brings. I got my A4A, and BBRT account set up and was on the hunt to set up some encounters while I was there. That’s when I came across a profile on A4A which practically made me drop to the floor with lust! His name was Scott, he was 38, POZ, and parTyed! I shot him a message and asked if he’d be interested in meeting up. He replied immediately with “fuck yeah boy! I wanna breed that ass!” 🤤🤤 That sent a chill throughout my body and I swear I was in love! He was everything I never knew I always wanted! He had the most beautiful blue eyes, 6’2”, 200 pounds, dark blond hair, 9” cut cock and a muscular build! I replied back with “fuck yeah, I’ll do anything you want!” So we set up a time and place to meet. My work meeting was Monday morning through Wednesday afternoon so we agreed to meet at the Arden Mall Wednesday evening, just to make sure we liked each other in person. Everything was set and I was excited, but I also was feeling a slight hesitation. I am a very bad boyfriend when it comes to being faithful sexually. I had already cheated on my boyfriend so many times I lost count, and secretly parTyed. That was hard to do because he used to parTy before we met so he could identify it easily. For two years I had been able to keep it from him 😈 I had taken so many POZ and unknown loads before, mainly at Steamworks and Club Z in Seattle while spun but they were all undetectable (so they claimed), Scott was POZ and unmedicated. That turned me on so much, because low key I wanted to be part of the brotherhood but still had never converted. I quickly pushed the hesitation out of my mind and decided that I wanted Scott to be the one, to be my daddy! For the next few weeks we exchanged several messages a day, discussing what we were into, what we wanted to do together, and before I knew it I found myself catching feelings for him. my boyfriend and I only fucked a couple times a month, so to cover my tracks I seduced him on Sunday afternoon and we fucked (with a condom 🤮). Poor guy was uncomfortable fucking BB (did he know I was a cheating slut?) and insisted on wearing one. Once that was over I packed my bags and he took me to SeaTac for my evening flight. We get to the departure zone, and before I get out of the car he kisses me and tells me he loves me. I kiss him back and instinctively tell him I love him too. He’s a good guy, but so vanilla… A good, wholesome daytime boyfriend you could introduce your family, friends, and coworkers to. Little did he know I had a dark, sexually thirsty dark side I needed to explore and fulfill. I walk into the airport, check in at the Alaska Airlines counter, and go through security. As I go through the line, I catch the eye of the TSA agent who gives me this subtle grin. Maybe he saw the poppers in my bag as it went through screening. This man was probably about 30, 6’ a solid 220, deep blue eyes and jet black hair (my FAVORITE combination)… I hand him my ID and ticket, he looks it over and smiles at me. my heart melted! He hands them back to me along with a piece of paper. I quickly stuff them in my pocket, get through security and hop on the train to the D gates. Once I’m there I pull the piece of paper out of my pocket. On it there was his name, Martin, his phone number, and “You down for a pump n dump before your flight? Text me!” I am always down for a pump n dump! Before leaving home I had prepped myself just in case! I quickly texted him “fuck yeah where can we meet?!?!?!?” He replied with “Boy turn around, I saw the poppers when scanning your bag and I followed you hoping you’d message me! There’s a discreet handicapped bathroom with a locking door around the corner, meet me there” Sure enough, I turned around and there he was! We locked eyes and he gave a slight head motion to the right, turned around, and started to walk towards the handicapped bathroom. I felt like the vampires in twilight when it comes to their speed and quickly rushed to follow him! Around the discreet corner I met him. He grabbed my hand, led pulled me into the bathroom, and after we entered he put a sign on the door that said “out of order” and locked it behind us. Once inside he grabs my hands, pushes me up against the wall, and kisses me so deeply, so passionately! He said “boy, the moment I saw you in my line I got hard knowing I wanted to breed you, gift you with my seed… my POZ seed!” I almost melted and said “fuck yeah daddy, I want you to load me up and breed me!” As we’re passionately kissing, we pull each others clothes off and standing there, each wearing NP jocks. His was black, mine was red. Just above his throbbing 8” cock was the tattoo I had come to love, the biohazard symbol! I ruffle through my bad and pull out my poppers. He turns me around so I’m facing the wall, he gets down and eats my ass, practically tongue fucking my hungry, hairy hole. I take about 8 hits of poppers, 4 in each nostril and am begging him to breed me! He stands up, spits on his cock, and pushes it against my hole. “You want daddy’s POZ cock don’t you boy” he whispers into my ear. “Fuck yeah daddy, breed my NEG hole” I whisper back. “You on PrEP boy?” he asks? “No daddy, I want to join the brotherhood” I say. I take a few more hits of poppers and push back on his throbbing BB cock and he pushing forward into me. Suddenly I feel him slide in. My hole was already pre lubed with the hope I’d get fucked soon. He slides his 8” fat python cock into me balls deep. He holds it there for a moment and whispers into my ear “that’s daddy’s good boy, a nice lubed up slut ready to take my BB load!” His cock had just the right curve to where he was pushing up against my prostate and I start to drip PC like crazy! His right hand grabs me by the throat, his left hand pushing my back into the wall, he pulls almost all the way out, then rams his cock back in! I let out an indescribable moan of pleasure, and he starts fucking me. “Ohhhhhh fuck, fuck me, harder daddy, yeah, use that NEG hole to satisfy you!” “Fuck yeah boy, this ass is MINE! Fuck, it feels so good! That’s it, push back hard on daddy’s dick! Milk that POZ cum out of me” He then starts piston fucking me for about 15 minutes then releases his right hand from my throat, grabs me by the hair and forced the side of my face info the wall while still using his left hand to push my upper body into the wall. He is ramming my HARD and I start to feel him tense up and growl as I push back hard on his dick. Finally I felt him start to shoot his load in me. As he’s doing so, my semi hard cock shoots a fat load right onto the bathroom wall. That caused my hole to tense up and clench around Martins dick, milking it as hard as I could, which only made him shoot more POZ seed into my thirsty hole! By now, we’re both panting like animals and he keeps his dick in me, his sweaty chest on my sweat back. He pulls my head around with his right hand and kisses me. “Fuck that was so good, this is the first time I’ve ever shot hands free” I say. He looks over and sees the waterfall of cum I shot into the wall. He scoops some up into his mouth, swashes it around in his mouth, swallows it, then kisses me. By then I feel his getting soft and ready to pull out of my hole. I clench as tight as I can when he finally pulls out, milling every last drop out of him as possible. When he finally does, he turns me around, grabs my hands and holds them over my head while he kisses me. My body is practically shaking, I’ve never felt so satisfied in my life! He whispers into my ear “Now you’re mine boy, always and forever. When you come back, I’ll be waiting. Your new life with me begins next week. I will allow you to keep your job, stay in contact with your family, and let you provide for those who depend on you. At the end of the day though, you’ll come home to me, your new daddy. I’m POZ but not currently medicated. I’ve waited years to convert the one I want to spend the rest of my life with, and that’s you!” All I could do was look him in the eye and say “yes daddy, I hope you were successful in knocking me up!” He said “good boy, now get dressed and while you’re in Sacramento, take as many loads as you can. When you come back we’ll go to the Poly clinic in downtown Seattle and have a special test run to see if the DNA from POZ load I gave you matches mine. If it does, I’m your daddy, if not, I’m your step daddy. Either way, you’re mine. I know where you live, where you work, and everything else about you.” With that, he gave me a passionate kiss, got dressed and left. Told me to wait a few minutes before I walked out too. And, that his load was to stay in me. I happily agreed and said no load I take ever leaves me. He gave me this evil grin and walked out. I got dressed and walked outa few minutes later. Then waited in line to board my flight.

Sunday was Funday again. Only the second time with this guy. First time left me panting so I was eager to meet again. This guy is 30 years younger than me and he has a thing for Daddy ass. Virile stud and quite handsome too. Rockhard 7" or so. Had me ass up on the edge of the bed and ate my hole. Then started pounding long and hard and pumped two loads in back to back. His constant hammering made me cum handsfree. He rolled off and I sucked his cock. Didn't take long before got hard again and had me on my back legs around his waist. Handsome face above me was in his own space when he fucked long to deliver load three. Best hour spent in quite some time 😉

Part 3 The ride back to the hotel seemed to last forever, but in reality it was only 10 minutes. It was late, but I enjoyed seeing the sparkle of the downtown skyline. I pulled out my phone and had a few texts. First was from my boyfriend saying “Love you and have a good night, going to bed now because I have to be at work earlier than normal.” I texted back “Love you too”… don’t get me wrong, I did love him but he could never be what I truly desired… Next one was from Martin. He said “Hey babe, hope you landed safely and can’t wait for your return! I need that hole milking my cock ASAP!” I wrote back “Yep, on my way to the hotel and I can’t wait to feel you shoot your precious seed in me again 🤤” Last one was from Scott. He said “Hope you made iT here fine and I canT waiT To see you!” I replied with “Yep, On my way to the hotel. Can’t wait to meet you too sexy man!” Meanwhile Markus was busy on his phone, but I didn’t pay him much attention because I was too focused on how much had just happened in the past few hours, and what would be happening in the next few days! We finally pull up to the Holiday Inn off Del Paso RD just past 11pm. Markus and I both get checked in and head off to our rooms. They were pretty close by, maybe 5 doors down from each other. As we head to our rooms, he give me that slight nod and says “good night” in his German accent. I say the same and head into my room, kinda disappointed because I really wanted him to show an interest in me but just didn’t get the feeling he wanted me in that way. “Oh well, can’t have them all I said out loud to myself.” I get into bed, thinking to myself was this a dream? Did I really get fucked in an airport bathroom by Martin? Did Evangelos the Captain really find me attractive? And Scott, was he really interested in me? Felt like sensory overload because I have NEVER been this lucky in my entire life. What was I going to do once I got back home and saw Martin again? Man, he was so hot! I couldn’t help myself, I got up and slipped out of my boxer briefs, put on my red NP jock, and started fingering my hole which was still wet and swollen from Martin practically rapeing me! With my other hand I start jacking my cock, which is about 7in, not too thick, but uncut. In my mind I’m just replaying everything that happened earlier, I go from one finger, to two, to three, then to four. Feels so good I shoot my load and explode in a burst of hot cum! I shoot so hard it goes past my face and hits the headboard behind me! I am spent, but like a good little cumdump no load is ever truly wasted, not even my own. I scoop up as much as possible and finger it into my hole and lick the rest off. Shortly afterwards I pass out and fall into a deep sleep, again thinking of Martin and what could be. *Knock Knock Knock* is what I woke up to at about 5am. Still in that foggy, sleepy brain fog I stumble out of bed, still wearing nothing but my re NP jock and answer the door without even bothering to look through the peephole. “Guten Morgen” I hear. After taking a few moment to rub my eyes I focus and see Markus standing there, looking me up and down! Speechless, I freeze and it suddenly dawns on me I’m wearing nothing but a jock and have a full hardon bulge. He just gives me a quick look up and down, whispers “Das wird einfach” (I speak German and knew he was saying “this will be easy”) and let’s himself in. I take a few steps back and he closes the door, locking it behind him. Now that my morning brain fog has lifted, I noticed him wearing a wife beater and basketball shorts. He also had a throbbing hardon easily visible. “This has to be the most vivid wet dream I’ve ever had” I though to myself. He continues to state me up and down and just gives me the most evil, lustful, aggressive look. I stare into his eyes and wonder if his pupils are huge because it’s dark, or because he’s spun… then he grabs me by the shoulders and aggressively throws me on the bed and chuckles… “I have my answer” I thought to myself 😈

Dragging Zeus by his pajama sleeve felt weird. But I was afraid if I let go, he’d go back to his bunk. We reached the rec room down the corridor where we found the rest of the guys. Wanker was still in the showers the other way. The other platoons in our company were still out so we had the place all to ourselves. We found out later that our Lieutenant and Sarge had gotten reprimanded for sending us out without gear. Sucks to be them, I guess. “Assmunch! There you are! Where’s our bitch?” Bootlicker yelled. “Well he’s not in my ass, but you’re welcome to come take a look.” I shot back. “I’ll be doing the looking with my dick, you sure you can take it?” He boasted. “That little carrot? I’ve had shits bigger than your sad little pecker, Bootlicker. I won’t even feel it.” I dropped drawers and bent over. “If you want to embarrass yourself, bring it over. “ “Footling, go teach Assmunch a lesson.” Bootlicker pushed Footlong towards me. I couldn’t get my boxers back up fast enough, which made everyone laugh. Suddenly everyone noticed Zeus behind me. They all froze, going quiet. “Zeus is going to help me set things up while Wanker finishes up. You should all say thank you to Zeus for cleaning your boots.” I told them. “He doesn’t get down here often, so give him some brotherly love.” The idiots just stared. Channeling my best Sarge impression, I yelled in a voice of gravel “THAT WASN’T A REQUEST GRUNTS!” Everyone spoke over each other. “Thanks Zeus!” ; “Thank you for cleaning my boots, Zeus!” ; and even “We love you brother, you didn’t have to do that”. Then someone started a chant. “Zeus! Zeus! Zeus!” Carrying on for a good minute. Zeus looked embarrassed. “C’mon Zeus, let’s go get supplies” and we went through one of the other doors to our stash. We knew Sarge probably knew about it, but looked the other way. I grabbed a sleeve of the cheap styrofoam cups, and a grey rubber trash can and told Zeus to take them to the rec room. Myself, I got a second bin and went to get ice. Before I left I said “Zeus, in that closet over there, behind the crates on the left wall there’s an unsecured panel. Inside that is the beer and liquor. Take all of it.” “Okay Andr… I mean Assmunch.” “There’s a lot, so just get one of the other guys to help. If Wanker is back, get him to do it. If not, don’t ask someone, tell them to do it. They won’t argue, trust me.” I went for the ice. Zeus went back to the rec room and deposited the stuff. “Brickmann, I need your help.” Zeus said, singling out a brother standing with Puta and Troll. “What?” Brickmann said. Zeus just gazed at him, those eyes drilling into the smaller, blonde soldier. Zeus’s face was placid, carved out of stone. Nothing about the way he stood or looked said he was happy, nor angry. But even so, a potential danger radiated from him. Zeus exuded threat and power just standing there breathing, wearing puppy dog pajamas. It would have been funny if anyone was brave enough to point out the joke. “Demon come with me.” He repeated, taking the advice Assmunch had given him. Demon, was only smaller in comparison to Zeus and Sleeper. Almost 6 feet in height, he had a body like a swimmer, all shoulders and arms, narrow waist, a minimal ass that tapered into decent but unremarkable legs. His dirty blonde hair stuck up at random tangled points just an inch above his head. Demon never actually combed his hair unless he was in Class A’s. He just mashed it down with his patrol cap or his brain bucket. Demon was one of those who went balls to the wall regardless of what the activity or task was. If you were in his way, you got trampled or pushed aside. On the training courses he just threw himself onto every obstacle as if he were indestructible. And maybe he was, because he never got injured. If you were taking a position, he was out front, dodging, rolling, skidding, diving, damn near flying. He was a fucking demon. Bouncing off some object to redirect, I swear he moved horizontally like he was just running on the ground. And he was impossible to track, you couldn’t guess his direction from his trajectory or movement, position of his feet, nothing. That old fighting trick where you watch the hips to read where your opponent would be, useless with Demon. You never put Demon on point, because there was no holding him back. Troll was his minder, tasked with keeping Demon in position. Troll would just grab him by his OTV and say “Stay, Demon. Stay. Good boy.” Demon would huff but stay. You didn’t have a chance in hell of getting out of Troll’s grip. And Troll wasn’t anything special. Just a 5’8” 180 lb. fire hydrant with a low center of gravity and feet that couldn’t be dislodged from the earth. Troll was the only guy Sleeper couldn’t dominate in hand to hand. He couldn’t move him or throw him. Sleeper’s only play with Troll was to lift him off the ground, and even then Troll found some way to make it difficult for Sleeper to put him down and pin him. He was an immovable mountain. A mountain just 5’8” tall. The perfect Demonmaster. It helped that the two of them were best friends, literal opposites, but matched perfectly in complement. Where Demon was fast, bouncing around like a ping pong ball, running hot like a V-8 going 100 mph, Troll was solid, slow, deliberate and predictable, cool and deep like glacial fjord. The most common order given to the two of them was “Troll, you’re demonmaster until we reach this point, the let the Demon loose. Demon, secure this location here. We’ll be along after.” Demon didn’t say another word, just fell in behind Zeus. They soon had the alcohol laid out, and no one was waiting for me to get back with the ice, already pouring shots. Sleeper just grabbed a beer and drank it warm. I returned, dragging my tub filled with ice, cokes, and other drinks from the mess. I had to get Zeus to help me carry it inside. Well, I say help… he just lifted the whole damn thing like it weighed a couple pounds. Of course, that was when Wanker finally showed up. Wearing basketball shorts. Limping. Of course the guys were going to give him shit. The party went well, no fights, probably because everyone was exhausted, which was good. Wanker played his part, really overdoing it with the subservience thing but it kept the brothers happy and off his ass. I did have to put a stop to Bootlicker ordering Wanker to drop trou and give him 20. I told him his privilege had been revoked tonight because of the shampoo dispenser incident. That Wanker hadn’t ratted him out to Sarge, so in return the bitch didn’t have to follow his orders. Bootlicker actually seemed sorry, which was probably an act. But he didn’t escalate it. I carried weight with the brothers for some reason. I didn’t really know why, but I was always the one they came to with a problem, or for advice, or just to bitch and moan. The Army calls that leadership, but swear to God I didn’t do anything special. I was just me. When I made a rule, called a halt to something, or made a decision they just fell in line. Maybe it was because Sleeper was my best friend, and they knew he’d back me up. Whatever. I didn’t abuse their trust, my only goal was everyone’s well-being. As the guys stumbled back to their bunks, drunk and happy, I helped Wanker clean up and remove all the evidence we were ever there. Zeus sat over in a corner looking happy. He didn’t drink, just had water all night. I think he had fun just being in the same room with everyone else. “Is now a good time, Wanker?” I asked, not forgetting my promise from earlier. Besides, I needed to get it done, and get him and Zeus to bed so Sleeper could get his fix. “Yeah. Where?” He asked. “Either the latrine or storage room. We can have Zeus stand guard.” I suggested. “Yeah, then the storage room. He can be at the end of the hallway, so he can’t hear anything.” “He’d keep it quiet even if he did. Zeus doesn’t say much.” “Okay. Let’s do this.” He said walking down the corridor. “Zeus, you mind standing guard over here? Don’t let anyone in.” The big man got to his feet. “Sure Assmunch. Whatever you want.” He didn’t even ask why. Just did what I asked. In the storage room with the door closed, Wanker took a deep breath. “Alright, pull em down, buddy.” I told him. Wanker pulled down the basketball shorts, and his underwear. I saw just a tiny bit of pinkish blood mixed with a wet area that was probably Sergeant Charlie’s cum. “You weren’t lying, I think his cum is still coming out. There’s only a little blood though, which is good.” “Still? I even farted out more in the shower. How much cum could he possibly have shot up there? Fuck my life.” Wanker complained. “Well, bend over, let me see your hole.” He obediently laid his chest on the crate in front of him and I spread his cheeks apart. “Well, your asshole looks a bit swollen, a bit red, but there’s no damage outside that I can see.” I reported. “You do have a different asshole than Sleeper though, so that might be normal. I haven’t seen a lot of assholes up close and personal though. But yours looks like what I’d expect, minus the redness and slight swelling. Wanker breathed deeply again. “Can you… check inside? It feels different in there. And if there’s no damage outside, what about the blood?” “There’s not much blood at all in your shorts, buddy. Your ass would be like any other part of your body. A big wound would bleed a lot. A small cut, only a little. Seems like you only got tore up a little.” Kneeling behind him it was a little hard to see, too many shadows. Hop up and sit on the crate. I need you to lift your legs and spread em.” He did as he was told. But just bent at the knee with his thighs poking straight up. “More, grab behind your knees an pull them to either side of your chest.” I showed him how Sleeper did it so I could have full, deep access to his hole, get my tongue as far up inside him as he needed. Of course, I didn’t tell him that. Thoughts of Sleeper and our weekly appointment started my dick rising. Fuck. Well Zeus would keep him busy until I was done here. “That’s it. Breathe. Relax.” I gently moved my hands on his cheeks, trying to be soothing while I took another look. “Can you push out a little? Just like, relax and try to fart, just a little. “. I saw his puffy hole unclench, just kind of spread a little and push outward. He moaned a bit. “Does that feel better?” I asked. “God, yeah, it does. Why?” “You’re probably clenched too tight unconsciously, because of what happened. And you’re worried about blood and cum spilling out, would be my guess. There can’t be that much left. Just relax, let it go, it’s okay.” I encouraged him. My hands still rubbing his cheeks, I moved my thumbs to his hole and started massaging it. He moaned again. “That’s it buddy, you’re doing great. Just completely relax, I got you bro. Don’t worry about what might come out. Don’t push hard, just relax into it.” My thumbs we’re still pressing, rubbing, pulling apart, basically manipulating his asshole to gradually relax. A glob of whitish liquid appeared. I used it to continue to work his hole. “Uuuunnnggghhhh, that feels so good.” He said, and I could see every part of him go limp. Pain brings tension, pleasure brings relaxation. I think I just figured out what Wanker needed. Trouble was, if I told him, I’d be volunteered. Which might be a problem for me. I just didn’t know if I could do it. First, I sure wasn’t going to eat his ass. I wasn’t doing that to just any bro. Not to mention the thought of Sergeant Charlie’s load still brewing up there just about made me gag at the thought. No, I thought Wanker’s little starfish had been bent out of shape, and only physical stimulation or time was going to get him back up and running. A pulled or cramped muscle needed massage. And a sphincter was just another muscle. I needed to test my theory. “Okay Wanker, I’m going to try to get inside there. Feel for anything strange. You good with that ?” “At this point, yeah. Just keep that pressure going, it’s the first thing that helps.” I dropped a healthy wad of spit into my hand to lube up his hole. I decided my thumb would be a good start, because his hole seemed to want to let me push further. After I got him more open I could feel around with my index and middle finger. I settled my palm on his hairy taint, letting my fingers nuzzle his rather average sized balls, which were covered with coarse matted hair. I couldn’t help but compare it with Sleeper’s crotch. His entire ass, inside and out, was smooth and hairless. His cock and balls he shaved smooth. It definitely felt like night and day, but that steamy heat, the musky smell… that was the same. My thumb made circles on Wanker’s hole, exerting increasing pressure every so often. It was surprising when after just a bit of manipulation, my thumb slid in. It didn’t pop in, or force its way in, it just glided through his pucker like sucking your thumb as a kid. Nor did his hole clamp down after. He let out a groan and said “oohhhhhhh, shit, that’s it.” I pushed in past the knuckle and flexed, bending and extending, twisting my hand as I went. I could kinda feel the smooth, but slimy walls hugging my thumb. I went for a spot that seemed tight, at the top and pressed down. “Ah! Right there! Right there!” He panted. “It’s like a mosquito bite that needs scratched. “ he put his hands on his ass and yanked his ass full open, his elbows holding back his knees, his head up, a look on his face like he was giving birth. Jesus, what was the deal with me and assholes? I had some freakish magic or something. I just let intuition guide me, I didn’t know what the fuck I was doing, wasn’t trained, even if there was such a thing as an asshole whisperer. Maybe I needed to switch careers and be a proctologist. I could make a fortune just doing whatever I wanted to people’s assholes. “Yeah!” He said. “Do it more, doitmore doitmore, ahhh fuck don’t stop.” I figured now was a good time to bring up my diagnosis and treatment. Dr. Assmunch, reporting for duty. Still yanking on his asshole from the inside with my bent thumb, now rougher, going deeper, pressing harder, I explained “ bro, this will heal up in a few days. Your next few shits will probably be torture , but it’s nothing you can’t recover from. There’s no blood, so you aren’t punctured. “ “Okay, but you can do this until I do right? It’s helping. God it’s helping so much. “. I stood up, his flaccid dick leaking pre-cum. He wasn’t even turned on, just leaking. I knew nothing about prostates back then, or I’d have realized I was literally prostate milking him. “Well, I could. But really, to get back on your feet and back to normal, you need the hair of the dog that bit you.” I explained. He was just laying there groaning and grunting as I stretched out his hole. “What?” He gasped between oh’s and moans. “Don’t be dumb, Wanker. You either need to work your hole with a dildo or something, or get someone to fuck you for a couple days. Until your hole relearns how to be a good little turd cutting starfish. “ “Stop joking around, Assmunch. I don’t get fucked.” He said, oblivious to the irony of my now two fingers violating him rather brutally. The remains of Sergeant Charlie’s nut was making quite a mess down there as I thrust and twisted. “Can’t you do it? I’ll owe you.” I looked down at him, feeling a bit sorry for him. I don’t know what I would do in his place. I’d probably just live with a painful itchy asshole. But my ass didn’t send me any signals even when I took a dump. I barely even felt it, no matter the size of the log I pushed out. Wanker here, though, whether because of getting a dick-down or for some other reason, sure seemed to get all sorts of feelings from his hole. Everyone is different, I suppose. “You already owe me. But I might have a solution that doesn’t involve me. Which is what I’d prefer.” I said. An idea came to me that might kill two birds with one stone. “Okay, what do I have to do?” He said, resigned to the fact that he couldn’t argue with the relief, and even pleasure he was getting. “You just have to stay like that and I’ll send Zeus in to do the job.” I explained. My read on Zeus, from our earlier conversation, and his reluctance to engage with us, get naked or shower with anyone, was that our God was gay. Everything made sense if you looked at it from that angle. He was worried about nothing though. The brothers wouldn’t care. Zeus could perform, that’s the bottom line. They’d tease him a bit, but not too much. He was still Zeus and his natural supreme confidence, masculinity, command and subtle dangerous demeanor meant if he chose, he could force any or all of us into submission. And when he got that particular look on his face, set his body just so, and a menace lit his eyes, he didn’t have to move or speak. “WHAT? No, bro don’t do that. If he saw me like this he’d lose all respect for me. The only reason you haven’t is because you know why this happened. And what if he tells someone?” “Zeus doesn’t work that way. You know that. He keeps his mouth shut, keeps to himself. He’ll do it because he wants to be included more. He’ll be willing to help you out. He’ll even do the three day stretch you need. It’s your only option unless you want to get a broom handle up there. I’d recommend a condom though, splinters would be bad. Or you could get a cucumber from the mess. They might not even ask why you want to take a cucumber back to your bunk. “ I took that opportunity to pull my slimy fingers out of his ass. He whimpered as his hole was left empty. Actually whimpered. “Fuck. Okay, but only him. “ Wanker gave in. “Oh, I have a feeling he’s going to be all you need, buddy. If he’s not man enough for the job, none of us would be.” I wiped my hand on Wanker’s underwear, and left the storage room. Of course Sleeper would be there talking to Zeus at the corridor junction. That wasn’t a problem though. I needed to meet up with him anyway. I walked up. “What’s up, bro?” Sleeper asked me. “Zeus wouldn’t let me past. Said you’d be out soon. What’s going on?” “Nothing important. Just a little project I’m working on. I’ll have Zeus finish up. Meet in the same place? I asked him. “Yep.” “Cool, give me a few. Gotta give Zeus some instructions and I’ll be right there. “ “Alright. Hey Zeus, it was nice talking with you. You’re pretty amazing.” Sleeper said. “Thanks for hanging out Sleeper. You’re… “ there was a pause. It almost seemed like he thought he’d gone too far. “Good.” That was the word he settled on, with a warm smile at Sleeper’s stunned face. I could see Sleeper just collapse into mush with Zeus’ smile and words. This was Sleeper, the rotten handsome prick with enough arrogance and self confidence to wet the panties of every woman who laid eyes on him. The guy who could take on five of us at once and have us tangled up and eating dirt in two minutes. The man who knew every designation, use, method and part to every weapon on the battlefield. And he turned into an idol worshiping fan girl with just a smile from Zeus. Yep, no one was going to have a problem with Zeus being gay. There might be a problem with who got to suck his dick. That was going to cause a few fights. Sleeper left for our meeting spot. I turned to Zeus. “Wanker needs your help. Do whatever you want. Do what comes naturally. Don’t overthink it. But, he’s got an issue that will only get resolved by fucking his ass. I gave him other options, but that’s the one he picked. Your dick will tell you what to do. Just, start gentle. Can you do that for me? And for him?” Zeus looked a little frightened . “I don’t know how.” He said. “You will know once you start, trust me. We all do. Don’t worry about him. He messed up his asshole, that’s why he was limping tonight. It needs to be forced back into shape, but he can’t stop clenching in pain. You’re going to loosen him up. Start gentle, like I said. You don’t have to fuck right away. You’ll know when the time is right. Once you get going, just fuck him any way you want. This is a big favor to ask, I know.” “Okay. I can do it.” He declared, confident once again. He started down the corridor to the storage room. “And Zeus? Have fun, it’s supposed to be fun.”

It had been a hard week. Our platoon was out in the field on training maneuvers. We arrived back at the barracks tired, muddy, and chilled to the bone. We figured out two days in that Sarge, being the asshole he is, didn’t tell us we’d be camping out and in the open the entire week so he could teach us a ‘readiness’ lesson. It was November for fuck’s sake. We had no gear, no cover, no vest, just boots, fatigues and weapons. Two of those things were what Sarge called ‘the only things a soldier needs’. Boots and weapons. A soldier fights naked if he has to. Readiness was the army code word for surprise. And in the army, there are never any good surprises. The cold soaking rain certainly wasn’t, and I just knew Sarge had scouted the weather ahead of time. Ironically, the mud we crawled through, slogged through, choked on and wore actually provided a slight extra insulation. Even if we could have showered we probably wouldn’t have, aside from the rain which did little to make us feel clean. You reach a point where the pain and dirt just feels normal. Still, it was rough. But if you didn’t like roughing it in the Army, you should have joined the Air Force. Those words of wisdom from Sarge were our mantra. He seemed to get intense satisfaction from driving us past our limits. Asshole. But he was OUR asshole and we considered him one of our brothers. Our older, dickwad asshole brother, but still a brother. We all trudged into the barracks looking forward to shucking our muddy battle dress, getting a hot shower, and having a weekend of partying and rest. Addison, whose nickname was Sleeper, was already peeling off his uniform before he even took two steps inside the door. I had to chuckle, our training was that ingrained. In the barracks, dress code was relaxed. You could walk around naked if you wanted, which many of the guys did during down time. You didn’t do it during duty hours, but only because of Sarge’s ‘readiness’ drills. Sucks to be you if you were the last one to fall in. Sucks to be you if you fall in with one hair out of place. But one step outside the barracks door was the Army’s world, and Sarge looked for any excuse, any infraction to heap a shitload of abuse and punishment on the slacker. And sometimes we ALL paid a price. But cross that threshold and Sleeper rarely waited to get butt as naked. Sleeper was naked before the last guy got through the door. Of course. Sleeper wasn’t shy. He flaunted his athletic, beefy magnificence. We gave him the nickname because he had been a wrestler in high school, all state in the 190 lb weight class. He was used to locker rooms, group showers, hanging out naked with the guys. At 6’1” he was obviously a beast in high school, and a year in the Army had packed on 30 more pounds of muscle. 6’1”, 220 just sat well on him, with his ridiculous casual masculine swagger. When we first thought up the name, it was because Holler, whose real name was Foger, thought Sleeper was talking about t.v. wrestling and asked him if he knew how to do the Sleeper hold. Hell, most of us thought it was a good question, but Sleeper scowled and educated us about freestyle competition wrestling and what you could and couldn’t do. Some of the stuff they did when the ref couldn’t see was downright brutal. Fingers in the asshole, gripping nuts, grinding your junk into their face, stuff like that. He said the refs tended to ignore that stuff as long as it was during the execution of a move. But deliberately cutting off your opponent’s air and blood supply was unsportsmanlike and unnecessary roughness, two fouls that could get you a point penalty at least, and disqualified at worst. But the name Sleeper stuck, and he gradually accepted that you don’t get to choose your nickname, and his was mild compared to some of the others. Even Holler was a rather tame nickname, we just couldn’t come up with anything really clever for that backwoods redneck. Every word he spoke had a slurred country drawl so thick it needed a translation. It was so bad that Puta, our New York Puerto Rican brother asked ‘Ay Puta, were ya born in a holler down in kintuckee?’ Fuck, he tried to mimic Holler’s southern accent, but it was nowhere near and the rest of us about cried we laughed so hard. Holler glared at Puta, but we all knew nothing was going to happen. Holler was about 140 lbs soaking wet, a scrawny, gangly little shit. Puta would break him like a twig. Puta called everyone Puta unless he was being serious. That’s how he got his nickname. We told him we’d stop calling him that when he stopped calling everyone that. He just said ‘Ay, fuck you puta.’ Just a bunch of guys going around calling each other ‘whore’ in Spanish. Gotta love the Army. Enough about that, you’ll learn the other brother’s names later. Where was I? Oh yeah, Sleeper’s big round marble white ass rumbling towards the showers, two globes of perfect muscle stacked on tree trunk thighs that flared out beyond his narrow hips. It looked like snow on hills, he was so white. Still, he wasn’t the biggest brother, nor the most built. That honor belonged to Zeus. Holy shit, Zeus was just blessed by the Gods. No one bothered Zeus. Not that Zeus was mean, or angry, or frightening. Zeus was a clam, silent giant. Even when he looked at us individually, it never seemed to be a judgement. He was difficult to figure out. Sometimes, rarely, he smiled at a joke someone made. If you got that smile from him, that rare emotional response, you felt like you won some big prize. He just had….something. Something the rest of us wished we could learn. But we settled with just basking in its effects when Zeus deigned to interact with us poor mortals. “Which one of you grunts messed up my beautiful barracks with your fucking filth!?!” came the roar from behind us. At this point we were all, except Zeus, at least half undressed. Zeus hadn’t made a single move to get undressed. “Fall in!” Fuck! Sarge knew there was no way we could NOT muck up the place. Hell, half of us, like Sleeper, undressed just a couple steps inside, so we WOULDN’T create a mess we’d just have to clean up. 32 filthy guys in limited square feet peeling off shoes, socks, uniforms, underwear, no one cared what body part pressed up against who. All asses and armpits, as Sarge says. We scrambled immediately into formation. Footlong (we WANTED to call him horsedick but better sense prevailed) wasn’t even half out of his pants and he had to waddle into line and just leave them around his knees, his wet boxer briefs suctioned to his namesake down his right leg. His absurd double doorknob sized balls hung down the other leg, almost hanging as low as his cock. He said he had to divide them up like that or it was just too much meat in one place. Sarge’s green eyes gazed at the floor, sweeping in lazy arcs, an angry frown deepening with every smear of mud he saw. He looked up at the wall beside the door where a muddy handprint marred the whitewash. Quietly…dangerously… he said “who is barrack’s bitch this week?” We all went white when we heard him say barrack’s bitch. That was supposed to be a secret. How’d he find out? Barrack’s bitch was our little hazing game on Saturday nights, the only night of the week when we were on post that we could let loose. One brother, chosen at random from a hat, had to take orders from anyone who gave it, do anything they were told. Barrack’s Bitch bought the beer, or liquor for those who wanted that. Barrack’s bitch fetched refills, cleaned up spills, did party tricks for our amusement, was subservient at all times, and basically let the rest of us feel just a little power and control, for just a brief moment, in our powerless grunt lives. I forget who originally came up with the idea, maybe it was Bootlicker, he always had great ideas. He was easily the smartest of all of us. How he ended up eating mud with the rest of us in a rainy miserable November, I’ll never know. He could have gone to college. “Someone better speak up. I can take away your Saturday anytime I want. A sergeant doesn’t repeat himself.” “Wanker is Barrack’s bitch, Sarge. “ Wanker said. Oh fuck, we owed him big. We hadn’t had a chance to do the drawing yet, so technically we didn’t have a bitch this week. Wanker fucking volunteered. And you NEVER volunteer in the Army. I felt bad that Wanker was probably going to spend the next three hours of his liberty cleaning up our mess. “Excellent. Outstanding. You were on my list anyway.“ Sarge said with every inflection of sarcasm he could milk from his cold, dead heart. “Private Wanker, you’re with me. The rest of you animals better remove any sign of your unfortunate presence from my barracks before I get back. She better shine and glow like a virgin after her first fuck.” He stared at us for a three count. “MOVE YOUR SORRY FUCKING ASSES, GRUNTS! IT WAS NOT A REQUEST.” We damn near injured ourselves as we darted around picking up clothing, it didn’t matter whose. Sleeper grabbed someone’s underwear, the cleanest thing he could find, and started wiping up mud, the globes of his chiseled ass vibrating while his dick and balls swung between his legs like a fucking bell ringing that the pope had died. That gave everyone the idea, and, well… that was how 30 soldiers ended up naked and scrubbing mud with their own underwear on their hand and knees while Sarge watched for a minute. Satisfied that we were doing the job, he turned and left, with Wanker following his beefy back, Sarge’s pristine uniform dry, spotless and pressed like he hadn’t spent a week babysitting idiots sitting in mud. What the fuck? He had MAYBE 45 seconds between when we left the transport and when he came through the barrack’s door. How could he be clean, dry and spotless? Anyway, not even Sarge said anything to Zeus, who still stood absolutely silent at parade rest, staring at the rest of us working. He’d never undressed. His fatigues were muddy, but his boots were clean. I guess he didn’t feel like he made a mess, so he wasn’t going to clean it up, and no one was going to say anything about it. Zeus was…. well, confusing would be a good word. So we got everything cleaned up, our faces up someone else’s ass until it was spotless. Then we hit the showers. Everyone except Zeus. We took our time, looking forward to the party, letting the hot water soak away our tiredness. “Should we wait for Wanker? Or should we choose another bitch?” Dimples asked? No, he didn’t have dimples when he smiled. Not on those cheeks anyway. “Fuck dat.” Puta replied. “Dat puta volunteered. I’m no gonna be putting my name in a hat dis week. Das all I care about. He be back soon.” We all silently agreed. After all, he escaped having to mop up mud with someone’s dirty underwear. Soon we were all cleaned up and feeling fresh. It took a while to get clean. We all dried off and went to our bunks to throw on some clothes, even if it was just a pair of socks or underwear. Footlong of course wore his usual boxer briefs. He didn’t like anyone looking at his massive cock, which was difficult NOT to look at when it swung free. Zeus got up and went to the showers. He never showered with the brothers. He just waited patiently, quietly doing his quiet thing. We did notice though, that while we were using up all the hot water, he’d cleaned the mud from all our boots, and put them at the end of the bunks. Our fatigues were piled neatly, still muddy, on an empty rack near the corner. Zeus was a good guy, an excellent soldier. He just didn’t like to join the group. I did wonder why we’d never chosen his name for Barrack’s bitch, though. But, as with everything else, I just figured he was blessed by the Gods. About that time Wanker returned. He seemed a little jumpy, and stripped down to go shower himself. “You gotta wait, Wanker.” I said. “What for, Assmunch? I don’t start bitchwork yet.” Yeah, that’s me. Assmunch. It USED to be Scarlett on account of how red I turned when angry, exerting myself, embarrassed… hell, I turned red if I breathed. But one of my turns at Barrack’s bitch went a bit wild. I violated the subservience rule, and was ordered to kiss the brother’s ass that I’d offended. “Kiss it.” Sleeper said, presenting his amazing ass to my face. Troll and Cellblock held me on my knees to either side. Cellblock pushed my face closer. I could feel the hot, damp atmosphere of Sleeper’s sweaty, hairless crack hitting me like a sauna. “Oh look, Scarlett is all red.” Troll laughed. “Your brother gave you an order. Kiss. His. Ass.” I darted in and gave his left asscheek a quick peck. “Oh, that makes the other cheek lonely. Scarlett, be a pal and kiss the other one” Sleeper said with a dirty grin. “But I’m not your sister. Kiss it like you mean it. “ Truth was, it wasn’t a big deal. It was just his butt, and it was a nice one. But acting like I hated it was part of the game. So I pressed my lips to his right asscheek and made out with it. Damn, it was solid, and smooth, and tasted of sweat and that cheap soap we used. I pulled away after ten seconds. “I think he was into it, bro” Cellblock commented. “His tongue tasted all of that lily white booty.” “Really? Did you like the taste of my ass, bitch?” Sleeper looked over his shoulder with eyebrows raised. “Don’t be ashamed to admit it. I know it’s a piece of grade a prime beef. It should taste delicious.” He flexed his ass then wiggled it in my face. “But that wasn’t the best part. You gotta get deep in the meat near the bone for the most flavor. “ He bent over, his cheeks spread as he looked at me from between his knees. I’d never been this close to another man’s asshole, and the sight kinda stunned me for a second. I don’t know if all assholes looked like his, but it seemed like it was all just smooth white skin with a tiny little rift. No hair, no pucker, no visible difference from the asscheek I just frenched. I looked at him, his eyes daring me, that confident grin. He was a rotten handsome prick. But, if I was going to lick anyone’s asshole, my best friend’s was probably the only one. “Fuck it.” I said. The guys were all gathered around, hooting, catcalling, laughing. They were going to witness this bullshit with horrified attention like a car wreck you couldn’t look away from. And I was determined to make it as unpleasant for them as I could. Which meant going full on gay with it. “Lemme have my arms.” I said to Cellblock and Troll. They dutifully released me and stood fascinated to see if I’d go through with it. I placed my hands on his ass, gripping his glutes, pushing his cheeks together and apart. “You ready? After this, you’re gonna understand why the ladies love me. When I go down, I give it everything I got. You’re going to beg me to do this to you again.” “You ain’t never had no ladies. Don’t try to lie. You probably gonna leave bite marks on his shitter.” Cellblock said. With that, I dove in. I kept his asscheeks apart so the guys could watch my big tongue slurp right up his crack, starting at his taint and pushing upwards across his insanely perfect hole to the end of his crack. “Oh shit! He really went in!” Troll said. The other brothers varied in their reactions, from disgust to cheering. I zeroed in on the target, my mouth open, and smothered his almost hidden sphincter with my tongue. Sleeper let out an involuntary “ohhhhhh fuck” and I moved my hands to his thighs and pulled him into me as I began assaulting that hole with my tongue, lips, nose, chin, just grinding away with heavy slurping noises, tons of saliva and noises like I was eating the best meal of my life. Sleeper was trying not to move, but I could feel slight pushes and tiny flexes of his thighs I was gripping. I no longer had any awareness of what the guys were doing, simply lost in eating Sleeper’s asshole like a pussy. “Shit dude. You gotta stop.” He said after a minute or so. I didn’t know how long I was in there. “You sure, sir?” I mumbled from between his cheeks. “Dude, stop. Okay… you’re done.” I pulled away, my face wet. I’m sure I was red as a beet, but it was worth it. I looked down at his face, still between his legs, his eyes were closed and he was breathing a little heavy. I noticed his dick was almost hard, his foreskin pulled almost all the way back, and he was leaking pre-cum. He reached up between his legs and swiped across his asshole, probably to give himself a moment to recover and get rid of the dick slime dripping off his cock so the guys wouldn’t see. Looks like Sleeper enjoyed it more than a little, I thought. I had to admit, I enjoyed it too. Not too much different than eating pussy. “Now I have assmunching juice all over me!” He growled. “You asked for it, and I did warn you.” I replied, wiping my face with my hand. “How’d it taste, Assmunch? Looks like he gave you a full helping. You were buried up his crack for five minutes. We couldn’t even see your nose.” Bootlicker jibed. “Tasted like freedom, America, and grunt beef!” I laughed back. Sleeper was still bent over, his hands on his knees. His ass still near my face, cheeks spread, his shiny asshole clenching and releasing. “Whew, I need a beer. Bitch, get me a beer. It’s gonna take me a minute to dry out. Felt like you were trying to taste what I had for breakfast. Holy good God in heaven. “ “Be right back. “. So… Assmunch stuck. You gotta roll with the punches. Sleeper and I would later have a heart to heart about my skills, but that’s a story for later. We were best buds, of course we were going to talk about it. And more it turns out. Where was I? Oh yeah, Wanker stripped down headed to the showers. “What for Assmunch?” “Zeus is in there. You gotta wait.” I told him. Wanker sighed, knowing he had to let Zeus take his shower alone. He went to his bunk, looking like he hurt his leg or something. He wasn’t walking right. The rest of the guys were hyping up for our party, ready to get things moving. “You okay Wanker? What’s up with you? “ I asked. “If you need to go see medical, we can choose another bitch. But you did get off easy not having to clean up. What did Sarge want, anyway?” “It’s no big deal. Just a sore hip.” He said morosely, which was out of character for him. He was usually one of the funny ones, always cracking jokes. Even when we caught him in the toilet whacking off he just laughed and busted his nut right in front of us. He actually hit Sackless right on the chin with one of his spurts. Wanker’s got a fucking firehose when he shoots. He’s the distance champion for nut AND piss out of all of us. “Sarge just needed to discipline me for something. I kinda fucked up, but he’s going to give me a pass this time.” “Fuck man, that sounds serious. What’d you do?” I asked. “It was supposed to be a joke, just a prank on the Charlies. You know those guys are dickwads, not like us. Well, THEIR Sarge raised hell with our Sarge.” “WHAT DID YOU DO?” I stressed again. “Put liquid contact adhesive in their shampoo dispenser.” “Sounds like a Bootlicker idea” I mused, laughing. “Oh that’s evil. But wouldn’t they have to use it right away? Or it’d just turn to rubber, right?” “No, that’s the beauty of it.” Wanker said, without any enthusiasm at all. “If it doesn’t contact air, it stays liquid. Bootlicker knows his shit. That’s why the Charlies look like green recruits now. They had to shave their heads just like in boot camp. Bald as babies. They finally grew their hair back this year, and they had to shave it all again.” “Fucking classic. Doesn’t sound like anything that the Sarges would get involved in though.” Wanker sighed. “The shampoo dispensers were trashed. Had to be replaced. Sarge said willful destruction of Army property is taken very seriously. I woulda been fucked.” He paused, closed his eyes. In a weak voice almost too quiet to hear he continued “I WAS fucked.” I was puzzled why he wasn’t happier. “But you said Sarge gave you a pass.” Wanker looked me dead in the eye and repeated “no, I was fucked.” There was a change in his emphasis that seemed odd. “God don’t be dumb, Assmunch. That’s how I got the pass. Charlie’s Sarge plowed his huge Hungarian dick into my ass. I was fucked by Sergeant Charlie. And he didn’t pull out, use a condom or go easy. He ripped me apart and busted in my asshole, which is still dripping his nut, while I was bent over Sarge’s desk like a cheap whore. I squatted as soon as I was outside, but fuck there’s like a gallon of it in me, it just keeps coming out.” Wanker was damn near crying, but he was keeping it together . Soldiers don’t cry. “Don’t tell the guys. I shouldn’t even have told you. Okay?” “You don’t have to worry, Parker.” I said. Just using his first name sounded weird to me, but this was no time for juvenile nicknames. “I’m glad you told me. Are you okay? Do you need me to do anything?” “I’ll be fine. It’s not the end of the world. I took my punishment. I agreed to it.’ He said with a morose chuckle. “And honestly, it would have been worse getting demoted and having to leave you guys, maybe leave the Army. That would have hurt way more I think.” I nodded, understanding. Pain was a known quantity, we lived and breathed pain. We carried on. It was all bearable when you had your brothers beside you. “But, I need a favor. Later, not now.” He said. “Name it, brother, it’s yours.” I replied. “After the party, I need you to look at my ass. It felt like he broke something inside me. I can’t ask anyone else, don’t want to go to the infirmary and answer a lot of questions. I figure you’d probably know what to look for after being up Sleeper’s hole that time. You can say no.” I pulled him into a deep hug. “I’d be honored to. After the party.” I held him for a few more seconds, and felt the tension drain from his body. Looking like he felt better, we saw Zeus coming back, fully clothed in some pajamas his mom probably sent him. Little German Shepard puppies frolicking all over them, but no one said a word. He didn’t even look stupid wearing pajamas a six year old would wear. Fuck, I wish I had half of whatever God blood flowed through his steel veins. Where she found puppy dog pajamas to fit a 6’5” hulk that barely fit into his fatigues was a mystery only she knew. Zeus walked to his bunk like he was dressed in biker’s leathers, or fucking medieval armor. “Go clean up, I’ll stall the brothers.” I told Wanker. “I’ll set up for you so they don’t get cranky.” We both knew if they got cranky Wanker would be given way more shit than usual. He walked away. I turned to Zeus. “Thanks for doing our boots Zeus. That was really nice of you.” He turned to me, almost to see if I was being sarcastic. I wasn’t. Then he smiled and I felt the world shift. For a moment I felt like the star of his world. I know I was lighting up red, probably the reddest I’ve ever been, but fuck if I cared. I couldn’t move, couldn’t look away from his piercing hazel eyes. “”It’s okay Andrew. I didn’t help clean.” His voice was a physical sensation, a vibration that caressed my entire body. It was deep, gentle but with a force like a wave that moves you without harm or pressure. He wasn’t even trying to be charming or dominant or alpha, all of those things were just exuded naturally from every pore on his body. I would have cut my own throat at that moment, with a smile, if he but asked. Did he know? Did he realize how he affected all of us? Did he see my absolute capitulation and hero worship written on my face? I couldn’t hide it if I tried, my brain made no sense when he looked at me. During hushed conversations with the brothers, we realized he affected every single one of us the same way. Hell, Puta had never once called Zeus ‘Puta’, that was how altering Zeus was. Sarge never screamed at him, ever. “I was going to shine them, but you guys weren’t in the shower long enough.” He almost sounded like he was apologizing to me. What the fuck, no that wasn’t going to happen. He wasn’t anyone that should apologize. “It was nice enough that you got the mud off. And we used all the hot water, which was an asshole thing to do. We didn’t deserve for you to do anything nice for us.” I swear this was the most Zeus had said to any one of us. What the fuck was going on tonight? Wanker gets ass raped, and agreed to it no less, got flooded with jizz, is still going to be Barrack’s bitch, and now Zeus is having a fucking conversation with me, a blessed fucking pleasant conversation with a God like any of that is normal. I’m having a stroke. That’s the only explanation. I’m out of my mind near death and it’s all a hallucination. Zeus looked down at his feet hanging off the end of his bunk. I got a sudden feeling that he was sad. “It’s okay. The water was still warm. It felt good after being in the cold rain. You guys are always so nice to me. I’m not good at the stuff you do for fun.” He said softly, trying to be quiet. I guess he didn’t want the brothers to overhear us. “Is that why you always stay in your bunk?” “Yeah.” That hit me hard. We’re we excluding one of our brothers because we thought he was too good for our foolish games? When he sat apart watching us have fun and never inviting him? Did he not think he was a God above all of us? “Zeus. Look at me, please.” I said. He looked over. His deep hazel eyes had a sad hope. It crushed me completely. “Do you know why we call you Zeus?” I asked. “Because I’m big?” He guessed. I almost laughed. But I didn’t want to ruin this moment. “No Zeus, we call you that because your brothers and I think that you are a God walking among us. Yeah, being tall, with those insane muscles helps. But there’s so much more about you we like. We love that everything you do is perfect. You ace every task. You never fuck up, or say something dumb, or do ANYTHING wrong. When you walk, it’s like watching a wild animal stalk its prey. When you speak, your voice rumbles like thunder. When you look at us, like you’re looking at me now, our souls tremble. We don’t know why, but you have something incredible in you that just comes out and hits us like lightning. We’ve all just accepted that you’re the best of all of us. That’s just how it is. We’ve talked about it. If we were back in time, you’d be our king. I know it sounds stupid, but we literally worship the ground you walk on. “ “You wouldn’t feel that way if you knew.” He said. A cold knot formed in my stomach. He had some dark secret he couldn’t tell us? Fuck all. My mind was spinning. How the fuck do I handle this? The other part of my brain kicked in. The side that was smart, that argued against doing stupid shit. It said two words: so what? So what if he has a dark secret? He’s your brother, and you don’t abandon a brother. “Zeus, my brother, nothing you can tell me would change a thing. You could have fucked your cousin and I wouldn’t care.” That got a grin from him. “I don’t care if you sucked dick for money and took it up the ass from Abdul the clerk at the corner stop and shop. Wouldn’t change a thing. “ I thought I saw him give a barely perceptible jerk at that. Nah, couldn’t be. Could it? I mean, I wanted to know, but NOT know. “Of course, the only thing that might change would be I’d need a special favor now and then, if you know what I mean.” I joked. I grinned back at him, gauging his reaction. He seemed to deflate, like he all the sudden relaxed from an incredible heavy load he’d been carrying. “You mean it, Andrew?” “I mean it. And, starting now, you gotta start using our nicknames. That’s what brothers do. I’m Assmunch. Don’t much like it, but I earned it. ” I told him. “Why do they call you Assmunch?” He asked sincerely. Man, his voice. I figured if my guess was right, he’d like the story, so I told him about tongue raping Sleeper’s ass. He sat there staring at me with eyes that just got wider and wider. “No way!” He exclaimed, the most intense emotion I’d ever seen come out of him. “Oh yes. Five minutes they said I ate his ass. You know the best part?” He was hooked, leaning forward. “What?” “Sleeper got a boner and was leaking dickjuice everywhere. He had to hide it from the other guys, but I saw it. You can’t tell anyone though. We gotta keep the secret that Sleeper just loves to get his ass eaten.” “Wow! Really? Sleeper?” “Yeah, he’s really got the best ass. I’ve been taking care of him about once a week since then. We have a deal. I eat his ass until he cums, sometimes without even touching his dick. And then he gives me a handjob and I get to shoot my load.” “Do you like it?” He asked, way more interested than I’d ever seen him be. He wasn’t calm and aloof anymore. “You know, eating his ass?” “Yeah, not too different than eating pussy. Taste is different, and it’s just my spit and no pussy juice, but to be honest what I like most is how it gets Sleeper all worked up. I’d do anything for him. He’s my best friend. “ Zeus nodded. “Yeah, I can see that. I like Sleeper too. He’s my favorite.” I looked at Zeus, and rolled the dice. I was pretty sure I was right. But this would clinch it. “You know, he’d probably love it if you wanted to give it a try. The man really can’t get enough tongue in his ass.” I left that hanging there, then continued. “Come on, bring your puppy dog pajamas and help me set up for tonight. You don’t have to stay, and I won’t say anything about what we talked about, okay?” Zeus got up from his rack. Looking down, he pulled out the bottom of his shirt. “They’re German Shepards” he said, smiling like a kid. Fuck I could just kiss him he was so friggin adorable right then. Without thinking, I grabbed his sleeve and said “c’mon puppy, party’s this way”

Below is a hot story that was posted on the old bugshare site. I remember shooting a few loads to it. It's about a poz man in his late 20's who rents a room from a family. This story has everything taboo from poz/neg, stealthing, bug-chasing, gift-giving, incest play. I just love it. ....................... I still live at home with my parents and my little sister. I’m David, I’m 21, Gay, with a 16cm cock. About a year ago, we rented out the extra room in our house to a guy in his late 20s, Michael. I'm not sure what he does, but he's hot, keeps himself very fit, works out at the gym a lot. He has his own room with a separate entrance via the balcony and as well as a bathroom for his use so we don't disturb him in his privacy. In spite of these precautions, after a few weeks Michael didn't feel so much like an intruder or tenant, but more like a buddy or some like a member of the family. He ate with us, hung out with us in the evenings We all got along very well. Since he was that close, he was off limits for me to hit on. That is, until a week this winter. In one of my regular horny bouts I went cruising some of the clubs for guys. Already quite hammered at one point I noticed Michael dancing on the dance floor openly making out with a hot young guy. They were all over each other. I never knew Michael was gay! But here he was, grabbing ass, kissing deeply to loud music. In my drunken state for some reason I did not keep quiet but slurred at Michael what he was doing there and why he was making out with some random kid when he could have had the kid down the hall, at which I cheekily pointed both thumbs my way. He didn't seem very surprised to see me there, but trying to talk to me seemed to bore the hell out of his companion. The boy left and Michael had me sit down somewhere quiet. Damn, he was hot. A bit sweaty already, his abs glistening, the light fuss on his chest looking very inviting through the wife beater he was wearing. I could see part of a tattoo on his shoulder, but not what it was. Damn, I love tattoos. Looking back, I think he was waiting for my buzz to go down, keeping me off drinks, sensing me more conscious, he finally made his move. Did I mean what I told him on the dance floor? Hell, did I?!? I didn't even answer but moved closer to kiss him. Without any hesitation he kissed me back, pushing his strong tongue against my lips to open up to him, pulling my head to his with his hands behind my back. I moved my hands to his chest, first massaging, then pinching his nipples. As I dropped one hand to his lap, he pulled me up and towards the exit. No word was spoken. Hand in hand we left. We practically ran for the car and left for home. Never mind my family might notice. They were asleep by then, anyway. As Michael had his own entrance via his balcony in the backyard, we thought it wise to enter there. In his room he almost ripped the clothes off my body. There I was, in the same house as my parents, naked in front of the man we shared our house with. I was hard, naturally. Michael kissed me again, touched my body everywhere, pinched my nipples, which I love, and without a warning went down on my dick. Again, no words were spoken. We were just too horny to form any sensible words anymore. And we knew what we wanted. Leaving my hard dick Michael pushed me down in front of him. Intuitively, I knew what he wanted me to do. I did. His jeans were opened and fell down his muscular legs and I was face to face with his hard, veiny cock. No pants, that's nice! It was a real beauty, about 18cm, the head glowing purple and glistening from pre-cum. Not wasting any time kissing, I took it deep into my mouth in one go. Delicious! The salty fragrance filled my mouth, my nose pushed against the trim bush of his pubes, his hands on my head setting a quick rhythm. I did not resist, why should I? I wanted the very same thing. I must have sucked his dick for about 15 minutes, coating it with my saliva, making it slick. Michael stepped out of his jeans completely and gestured me to get onto the bed. I lay down on my back as the strong man crawled closer. Still, no words were exchanged, no word of status nor condoms. He just kissed me deeply once more and put his hard cock to my waiting hole. Damn, he was teasing me with it, moving it around my manhole, putting it to the opening, but never quite pushing in. I couldn't take it anymore and as he moved to the opening again, I pushed down a bit against the tip of his cock, The head slowly pushing my love-channel open. I moaned. Right then, he knew I was in and that's when he pushed forward. Slowly, sensually, he pushed his whole cock into my excited body, getting into a slow but steady rhythm, making sure we both got a lot out of this. This was more than a quick fuck, it was intimate and intense. I kept touching his body, my hands under the front of his wife beater, feeling up his muscular chest. Damn, this man was one hot piece of work. My legs in the air, me on top of him, him fucking me from behind. I could feel my stretched hole and his hard cock moving in and out, fucking me deeply, steadily, skin on skin. At one point when I was on my back again, he started a quicker beat, and I pushed back in time to show him I was along for the same end. He grabbed onto my shoulders pushing me down on the length of his dick, ever deeper. The silence was broken: "David, I will cum inside of you." I could only moan, completely unable to express anything in a sensible sentence. "Take my cum, David, you hot little slut boy." He moaned, I loved the intense expressions on his face as he released in my hole. I swear I could feel the cum flowing out. His hand moving closer to my own hard cock was enough to send me off, cum sprayed all over my belly and chest, he scooped it up and let it drip into my mouth slowly, his cock still in me. Only after five minutes did he roll off me. I snuggled into him and we slowly fell asleep. The next morning at some time between five and six, I woke up, remembering I should probably better go to my room. It was already light outside and a little light fell in through the shut windows. Michaels wife beater was all ruffled, baring the tattoo beneath: biohazard. That night I hardly slept at all. We must have returned home at some point between 2 and 3 in the morning, I couldn't have slept for more than an hour in his bed. Having seen his tattoo and knowing what it might mean, I was unable to fall asleep anymore. After throwing myself around in bed for quite some time, I switched on the TV to keep my mind from working at high speed. Did the tattoo mean what I thought it meant? Would he do that to me? It couldn't, he wouldn't. He probably just liked the design, or maybe he liked that horrible metal band. But then again, he is gay, he fucked me bare. What if he does that with anyone? How do I know that he doesn't slut around? How do I know that what we did was an exception? But, hell, it was really fantastic, wasn't it? Thinking back, condoms would have definitely destroyed the mood. Had I ever thought of them. I mean, we should have used them, they all tell us we should. But there is no way we would have. We were just too horny. But would I do it again? In my room a took my laptop to the bed, surfing for biohazard tattoos. Could Michael really be positive? Why didn't he tell me? Unconsciously, the pictures I clicked became skimpier and skimpier, and more and more of erotic matter. Damn, they do look hot, don't they? How many of these half naked, or rather: half erect, men are HIV positive? They sure did not look sick. Quite the opposite. They were hot. I'd them. Would I? Thinking about it, I realized in a way I already did. And Michael could keep up with the best of them. No, he didn't appear sick, either. He was positively healthy. If he managed to look like that, how much risk could I have taken? Even if he actually was positive, he seemed to get along alright. Over time I calmed down more and more, my hand on my dick having quite a part in my relaxation. Horny as I was, I knew I'd do him again. Any way he wanted. There was no way I'd turn down such a hot fucker literally down the hall. So there I was, horny, Fuck, I needed to get some. And I know where to get it. Just five minutes later I lightly knocked at Michael's door... It only took Michael 3 seconds to get to the door and open it. The door wasn't even opened by the time I had my tongue in Michaels mouth. I pushed myself into the room, Michael in front of me having to walk backwards, shutting the door with my foot. Michael didn't put up any resistance, at a quick glance I could tell he was in the mood. There was porn on the TV and lube on his nightstand. Seems he expected a solo night and got something better. I didn't need long to have my hands down his pants and slowly stroke his beautiful dick. It was already hard to begin with, so all I did was taking over the jerking. Stopping kissing for a moment I looked down to see a drop of pre cum forming on the head, looking delicious. So I slowly kissed down Michaels body, taking off his wife beater in the process, pulling down his pants, to eventually land my tongue on the ever-growing drop on his dick head. It tasted fantastic. I knew right then that I wouldn't stop before I got a whole lot more of his tasty dick secretions. Like a starving man I took his cock into my mouth, twirling my tongue around his shaft, licking his balls, worshiping his manhood. All this time Michael was completely silent. First surprised by my sudden appearance, then taken aback by my attack on his body, then fascinated by my horniness and will to pleasure him. But then he broke the silence, "I knew you'd come back, you slut!" I could only answer by trying to get more of his manhood down my throat. He helped me by putting his hands onto my head and pushing me down on himself, forcing more and more of his dick into me, choking me. I loved it. I loved the taste in my mouth, the steady stream of pre cum from his slit. I loved his forceful side taking over. I loved being on my knees in front of the man who shared the house with me and my family. I loved the little bit of doubt in the back of my head, the thoughts and fears of the morning pushed back into the furthest alleys of my conscience by reckless horniness. At that very moment I was all horniness, but there was this feeling of taboo, of crossing a line as well. Tears were forming in my eyes from being choked. Michael must have known my slight discomfort, as he forcefully pulled me of his cock and towards the bed. I was still fully dressed, so Michael almost ripped my jacket and shirt of me. As he started pulling on my shoes I quickly loosened my pants, allowing Michael to quickly tear them down my legs. In no time he was on top of me, kissing me deeply, our tongues wrestling, our cocks rubbing against each other. His hand found my dick with a soft tickle. The tickling concentrated on my balls, moving upward toward the head, then turned into jerking. I was hard as a rock and my hips started a rhythm pushing my dick into his fist. He hardly had to even move his hand. Separating our lips, Michael slowly kissed down my body. Starting with soft, sensual kisses on my neck, toward my chest, sucking on my hardening nipples. There he remained for some time, enjoying the feel of my nipples on his tongue and teeth, me enjoying his tongue and teeth on my nipples. At the same time, he kept his hand at my cock, my hips still moving in their ancient evolutionary rhythm. Eventually he kissed further down, taking some time at my belly button, then kissing inward in my hips, first left, then right, teasing me. Slow kisses from the sides toward my cock, never quite arriving. He took one hand to my ass, first slapping it in a harsh contrast to the soft touches of his lips in the front. Then he put a finger to my hole. Just as he slipped it in, his mouth found my cock. As his lips touched my dick head, a finger slid into me from behind. I was ecstatic, I moaned, I didn't know which way my hips should move: forward into his mouth or backward into his finger. Instinct knew what to do: both. I pushed my ass back unto his fingers then jerked forward into his mouth. The same rhythm I was in before, only more intense by being penetrated and penetrating. Michael slipped his fingers out of me to get some lube on them. His face was still on my cock, and has his hands reached for the lube I knew what he wanted to do and handed it to him. His mouth didn't even need to leave my cock and he didn't need to speak a word. Horny minds think alike. His lubed fingers got even deeper into my hole, opening it, more fingers sliding in, two, three. In the front, Michael was chewing on my balls by now, licking of the pre cum from my dick head once in a while. Then he pulled his fingers out of me turned around and put his cock to my mouth, never lifting his mouth from my crotch. I loved it. The feeling of my cock in his mouth while having his in mine. But Michael quickly tired of 69ing, threw himself around and pulled me on top of him. His hands pushed my down on his body until my ass was hovering above his hard dick. Even without his demanding hands I would have backed up onto his dick. The moment when the wet head slowly pushed my hole open was intense. I moaned out loud (in the back of my mind a voice tried to remind me of my parents down the hall and to keep the noise down). As he entered me ever deeper, Michael pulled my lips to his. The kiss went on until all of his dick was embedded into my hole. I started to move up and down on it and enjoyed the feeling of fullness and fulfillment. But Michael stopped me mid-movement. He held me up in the air, then pushing his crotch upward and fucking into me from below. Even working against gravity Michaels was fucking me with intense force, pushing all of his cock into me each time. He kept it up for an impressive time, but eventually he pushed me onto my hands and knees and fucked me from behind. From this position I could see myself in a mirror on the wall. And more importantly I could see Michael fucking me, his face contorted in lust. He noticed too and looked deeply into my eyes while giving me the fuck of my life. I moved my hand to my cock, but he slapped my hand away. He wouldn't have it. So he had me get on my back, with my head hanging down the edge of the bed, toward the mirror. His hand found my cock, his cock found my hole and he fucked and jerked us closer and closer to climax. "Do you want it?", he asked. "Yeah", I grunted. "I will fuck my load into you, are you close?" "Ugh", I felt my orgasm approaching. My body must have jerked, as Michael senses I was cumming. He sped up his fucking and just as cum started squirting from my dick I could see his face get red and through his clenched teeth he grunted: "Here comes Johnny!" There we lay in the afterglow. The passion and lust turning from aggressiveness to more tender hugs. With the worst of my horniness gone, the fog of lust gone, a question found its way from the back of my mind to my mouth: "Michael, you are positive, aren't you?" Kissing my brow, Michael breathed a shallow: "Yes." So there I was, poz cum in my hole, the second load in two days. Michael kissed me and hugged me tight, so any thoughts of getting to the bathroom and cleaning it out quickly vanished. And I had taken another one without getting it out again anyway. It seemed the deed was done. Thing was, I wasn't all that bothered. Right there, at that moment in Michaels arms it felt right. His body was warm, hot even, and out kisses started gaining passion again. "So, do you mind?" Michael asked. All I could answer was "I'm not sure. Yet." His hand found my cock at full attention again. "I know at least part of you doesn't." His hand moved up and down on my betraying dick. In a sudden, his mouth was around it. I know what being hungry for cock feels like, but I was still surprised at the vigor of this blow job. His fingers crawled to my hole while his mouth was filled with my dick. They found my slick hole ready for entry. In no time two fingers entered me and pushed in and out, opening my hole once again. He used both hands to pull at my hole, stretching it, then putt three fingers in and rubbed my insides raw. He had me. "Up for another go?" He didn't even wait for my answer. Nor did he need to. I fell forward into a nice doggy position, my ass up in the air, ready for the taking. Michael was already halfway inside of me when I said "Go for it!" Was I fucking crazy? He had just told me he had HIV and I welcomed him into again, bareback no less? The passion and lust of that moment is hard to explain. I guess part of me figured that the deed was done and one more load wouldn't matter. The other half was either giving a damn or getting off on the doubts and risk. Not that I really could think clearly with Michael in me. The more he got into me, the less I cared and the hornier I got. I caught myself moaning, then noticing that it wasn't really moaning, it was rhythmic chant, a mantra, if you will, "Fuck. Me. Fuck. Me. Fuck. Me." and so on. Michael did. Slow deep strokes. Hard strokes. Then half a minute of really fast hard fucking. Slapping my butt. Then repeat. It drove me wild with lust. He hard dick hit my prostate again and again, bringing me close to cumming. Michael sensed and slowed down, stretching out our lovemaking (was it lovemaking?). Eventually, Michael was at the point where he wanted us to cum. So he worked my prostate again with hard strokes, fucking the cum out of it. Just as I was in the process of cumming, Michael moaned: "Are you ready to get some more of my poz cum?" "Ugh" "Are you ready to get pozzed?" "Fuck me." "Are you?" "Yes! Fuck me! Poz me! Fuck me! YES!" It was the passion speaking, I was far gone. The orgasm was mine, though. It was intense. In the mirror I could once again see Michael tense up, and as he grabbed my butt and plowed deep into me, cumming he shouted "Take my poz cum, David!". I hoped my parents hadn't heard. I woke up several hours later, with two poz loads still in my hole. Michael was beside me on sleeping face down. The biohazard tattoo was now in clear view. It was beautiful, deep black with a blood red lining. I traced its lines as I thought about its meaning. Michael must have felt, as he started moaning softly. I couldn't see whether his eyes were open but I didn't stop touching his beautiful back. First I gave him a light massage, but moved my head closer to get his sexy fragrance. I was close to his tattoo when I sensed him definitely waking up. So I started kissing his back, more specifically, the tattoo. Just as I had retraced the lines with my fingers I now retraced it with kisses and my tongue. It was like acknowledging what we had done and that I loved it. He knew and asked: "You like my tattoo, don't you?" "It's really well done - and it's hot." "One of these days you may want one of your own. You definitely deserve one." I had to let those words sink in. "You know that I'm neg right?" "I wouldn't be too sure about that now. And the way you're picking up guys and taking them raw..." "Did you know my status?" "I guessed it from your reaction yesterday, but who am I to ask? If someone is up for fucking, that's that. Don't ask, don't tell. But I'm glad you came back." He was right. I made choices, once drunk, Twice super-horny. But nevertheless I chose every time to have sex with him. And the last two times could not be excused with ignorance. I knew it and I chose it. It was still quite a shock to admit to it. My mouth was still on his tattoo. I couldn't stop adoring it. "When did you get it, Michael?" "The tattoo or the bug?" "Both, I guess" "The tattoo about two years ago, the bug about 4." "How did you get HIV?" "Like this, from sex. I knew what I was doing, knew the risk and knew the pleasure. So I was okay with the diagnosis." "Do you know who gave it to you?" "No. See, I fucked around a lot back then, and still do. I was at gang bangs every other weekend and gave my ass up for everyone who was there quite a few times. Not mentioning all the poz or pozcum-filled asses I've fucked myself." "You if you hadn't hooked up with me, you'd have taken that boy home?" "Him, some other one, there is always someone for a versatile guy" "You mean for a hot versatile guy as you are." "Thanks, David. But you see, you proved my point. And you enjoyed it, judging from your coming back." "I did. So do you still go to gang bangs?" "Once in a while. You meet interesting people there." I didn't understand then what he meant. "All bare?" "Sure enough. I'd hate wasting all that cum. You're quite intrigued by it, aren't you? Have you ever been in a gang bang?" "No. I once made out with two guys, kissing, groping, but nothing more. It was hot though." He turned around and stroked my half-erect cock. "So, would you like to change that and actually have a threesome?" "Only with people I could trust....but I might know a guy up for it." I knew James thought Michael was hot. I knew James would be horny enough to be up for it (as long as he didn't cum). But James didn't know about Michael's status, I had never told him. Should I? Would he mind? Michael had his mouth on my cock again by then. His saliva was all over it. Suddenly he asked me to lie down on my back. My dick was rock hard and was sticking up. Michael gave it a few more sucks and spat on it. Then he sat down on it. To see the guy who lived with my family moving his hole down my raw hard cock, to see his passionate expressions as he did was super hot. He loved getting fucked just as much as fucking. My hands were on his tight ass in no time, his mouth and mine locked in a kiss. He did all the work, taking my dick as deep as it got, moving in a heavy rhythm. I knew the difference between safe and bare fucking, having done both, but at that moment I understood why people would do nothing else then raw, natural sex. At that moment I knew why people took so much risk just for feeling skin on skin. And I understood it even better just a few seconds later, when I filled Michael with a load of cum. The next afternoon I didn't have much to do, so I walked over to James' house. I was both horny and nervous. James sensed something was up right away. I guess it was the sex, he has this eery sex-detector going. So I told him. I told him about spending another night with Michael, about switching positions and how much I enjoyed being with him, how hot he makes me and how uninhibited I tend to be with him. And I told him about being found out by my sister. That really got his attention. He'd always had the hots for her and he made me tell him everything about the conversation. I wanted to leave things out, but he kind of managed to fill the blank spots. He was intrigued. He wouldn't let go of the topic, and in an attempt at changing it I spurted out "Michael asked me about threesomes." "What?" "He asked me whether I ever had one or ever thought about having one?" "So...did you?" "Nope, but I kinda like the idea." "Well, I did and it's hust as hot as you think." "You did? Why did you never tell me? I never thought there was a guy open to that, let alone two." "Sure I did. It's intense! You can suck one and fuck one. Or you are in someone and someone's in you. You should try it, nudge, nudge." "Are you saying this to get to fuck Michael?" "Ha. You really know me, dude." "Jackass!" I liked the idea, though. I know both of them, I've had sex with both of them. There probably is no better way of starting with group fun than this. I know Michael'd be game, James is already up for it, but there were still doubts in my mind. Me fucking Michael is alright, but would I be ok with James doing it as well? On the other hand: Michael already told me he was fucking with lots of guys. So why was I even jealous? But there was another thing: would I tell James about the risks? I didn't. I thought about it, but felt it's not ok to expose Michael without him knowing. And at that point it wasn't as if it was really about to happen. Unfortunately, nothing happened for a few days. No sex with Michael and no sex with James. On friday, I told my family (and Michael) I was going to stay at James'. Michael knew that I was considering James as the third guy. At James' we were set up with booze, video games and porn, to be consumed in that order. The booze seriously hampered our success at the games, but we reveled in the chance of safe drunk-driving at GTA. It got boring soon, though, and we dropped our clothes and put in some nice bisexual porn, bareback of course. Commenting on the girl's tits, the guys' cocks and jacking our dicks furiously, we got extra-horny. Just as I was about to go down on James the doorbell rang. James threw on some pants and returned with Michael just a minute later. I couldn't even stop the porn on the screen. There was a big on James' face. I knew what he was thinking. And Michael was catching up fast. "So that's what you boys have been up to..." He said. "Would you mind if I joined?" James stared at me, looking for a sign of approval and he found it when my mouth twitched, forming a smile. Wasting no time, he span around to Michael and dropped to his knees, hands on Michael's crotch. Michael: "My, you are a needy one, aren't you?" Then he looked right at me and grinned as James started massaging his dick through his jeans. You could see the outlines of his fleshy tool through the clothing. Even more, when James began kissing the hardness from root to head, leaving trails of saliva all over the crotch of Michael's jeans. He slowly pulled down the zipper and unbuttoned the jeans. Michael's dick sprang from the dropping pants, no underwear, nothing left between a hard cock and James' hungry mouth. At this point I lost all interest in the porn on the TV, all my attention was focussed on my best friend giving my lover (?) a blow job. And I knew how good James' blow jobs can be if he's really into it. He loves his tongue swirling around a hard cock, licking it from bottom to top and down again, slowly tracing the dick-head, or chewing on the balls. But what he really craves is pre cum and cum. He is crazy for it, the taste makes his blow jobs more and more intense and aggressive, when in the end he is switching between deep throating and sloppy licking all over the recipient's dick. So after James worked some pre cum out of Michael's cock, his cycle started: deeper and deeper the cock went in his mouth, more and more saliva was thickly coating it, and his tongue was licking out saliva and pre cum, making him ever hornier. Michael loved it. He didn't even bother to move his hands to James head, he just stood there, legs wide apart, and enjoyed. The sight got me horny, my hand found its way to my dick, but it wasn't enough. I stood up to stand next to Michael, leaning in for a kiss. While Michael and I were kissing deeply, James moved over to my cock, licking up the pre cum already glistening on its head. For a few minutes he switched back and forth, sucking Michael and sucking me, but it wasn't enough. He wanted us both. So he pulled at both our cocks so they were touching and slowly slid his lips over both our dick heads. I've never felt such a thing, Michael's cock next to mine in the confines of James' mouth while his tongue swirled around all the time. I loved it! Michael's hands were all over me by then and we were still kissing deeply. I knew this night was going to be good and would more than make up for the last few days. But I didn't want to cum yet. I pushed Michael down on the couch and pulled off his jeans. Now both James and I were sucking on Michaels cock and kissed each other around it. Then I turned to James' rear and pulled his pants down as well. My hands touched his already hard dick while I started rimming his fuck hole. It was twitching already, a clear sign James was super horny. I pushed my tongue deeper into him, and put a finger in as well. I was opening him up. But Michael had a different idea. He stood up, his white t-shirt still on, and left James head on the couch without anything to suck on, and stood behind me. Without much ado, Michael put his cock to my ass and pushed it in, the only lubricant being James' saliva. It hurt at first, but he knew how to make the pain really pleasurable. Soon, his whole shaft was inside of me, then pulled out all the way and rammed back in. I could only moan into James' ass. Apparently he appreciated the vibration of my moans, as he pushed back on my face. I wanted more. Like a dog I slowly crawled onto James, Michael following me, never missing a beat, and slowly pushed into James' saliva-lubricated hole. I was sandwiched between two hot bodies, one fucking me deeply, one being fucked by me. Fuck, it was good! Michael grabbed onto James hips and enforced a rhythm on all of us, pushing me even deeper into James' willing fuck hole. Michael's dick head hit my prostate from behind, driving me ever closer to orgasm, with no way of slowing down, he kept pushing me back onto him by pushing James onto my cock. I felt the cum boiling up in my balls, let out a moan and came deep into James. For a while, Michael continued the action, but I needed a break. So we broke it off, James quickly turned around to clean my cock and get some of the cum still leaking from it and Michael pulled out of me, his cock still hard. James was already looking at it hungrily. "Do you want it?" Michael asked him. James I sat down on the couch to catch my breath, ames jumped forward, swallowing Michael's dick whole. Coated with my ass juices and now my saliva, Michael's poz fuck stick disappeared into my friends face. This time Michael was more active and aggressive. He grabbed James' head and held him down on his cock, choking him - James didn't mind. Then Michael just held James in place and really fucked his face in the same rhythm in which he fucked my ass just a minute before. James cock was still hard, he enjoyed being used this way. After fucking his face for a while, Michael pulled out and slapped James' face with his dick, saliva and his poz pre cum leaving traces on it. When Michael forced him to turn around, pushed his head into my crotch and his own tongue up James' butt hole, James gave up all control and just let the pleasure happen. My dick was still soft, but James knew what he had to do. While Michael was sucking his man cunt, he began licking at my balls, then my shaft. I knew it would take a little longer, but the blow job would eventually get me hard again. Meanwhile, Michael pushed two fingers up James hole, fingering out some of the cum I deposited in there. He looked at the both of us and put his cum coated fingers to James' mouth. James licked them clean immediately, sucking the fingers in deeper. Michael wanked his cock with his other hand, smearing his pre cum all over it. I knew where this was heading and I didn't stop it. It was just too hot, too enticing. It was like a hot porno played out by two friends right in front of your face. Only, you could take part in it. I looked at James, who was visibly preparing for penetration and then looked at Michael. He looked me deep in the eyes as he slowly put his poz-precum covered dick to James' hole. It was twitching, waiting for its well-deserved cock. Michael grinned evilly as his dick head entered the well-fucked hole. James moaned as the poz cock filled his hungry body. He pushed back onto Michael, wanting him all inside of him. His eyes were closed, but Michael's eyes were staring at me like he was saying: "See what I'm doing? I'm poz-fucking your best friend. Bareback!" By this time I was hard again. Whether it was the hot sex going on in front of me, the secret I still kept from my best friend, or his hungry mouths action on my cock - I don't know. All I know that I was fucking horny and took initiative. Just as Michael had done, I slapped my cock on James' face or rubbed it all over it. More trails of pre cum were left on his face, so I leaned forward and licked his face all over. James meanwhile was moaning, completely oblivious to what I was doing. Michael was fucking into him hard, pulling all the way out and fucking it all the way in again, straining James' sphincter and fuck chute. Only when I kissed James on his mouth, he snapped out of it, opened his eyes and kissed me back instantly. His hand flashed to my dick and began wanking it. I could see the ecstasy in his eyes. When he felt pre cum leaking from my slit, James immediately put his mouth on it to get the taste. This left me laying back on the couch, looking at Michael's rhythmic fucking. His eyes were closed by now as he concentrated on the pleasure of his sloppy second on James' hole. At times, he was stopping deep in James, not moving a bit, so he wouldn't cum, holding out as long as he could. As that happened I thought I could see some slight movement of his shaft, as if he was so close to orgasm that more pre cum or even bits of cum were flowing through it. The thought of how James' insides by now were coated with my cum and Michael's pre cum was driving me wild, though I cannot tell whether in a good or a bad way (or whether the two were actually the same). Remembering how hot the sandwich fuck was, moved behind Michael and started licking his hole. He surprised me by pulling out of James all the way and pushing into my mouth. I licked of my own cum, the ass juiced and Michael's pre cum, covering it in turn with my saliva, so he could push it back into James. As he did that I fingered his hole and spread it. When I knew he was ready I lined up my dick and slowly slid in. Michael held still for a moment. When I was in all the way, I held onto James' hips the way Michael did before and fucked them both. Michael twitched up and down my cock and at the same time fucked deep into James. And I controlled it all. When I felt Michael getting close, though, I'd stop moving, not rushing things, of not wanting to actually have him cum in James. I still felt Michael's body contracting, though, which was very hot. I kissed Michael's neck and whispered words of appreciation into his ear. I really liked the guy and I enjoyed even sharing him. My jealousy was gone and its place was taken over by a stronger feeling of closeness. Fucking like this for a while brought us all closer and closer to orgasm. I tried to gauge James' pleasure and not let him cum to early, knowing that that would effectively end the night. But I also needed to concentrate on Michael. When I eventually sensed James getting to close, I had us stop. Michael had to slowly pull out, as I pulled out of him. James was still extremely horny and immediately began sucking on my dick, licking off the taste of Michael's poz hole. He wanked Michael at the same time and then sucked us in turns. He was like a bitch in heat, like a dirty whore. I spat into his face and told him to sit down on my dick. So I sat on the couch as James' ass hovered above me. Facing me, he slowly took all of my shaft in. Michael soon had his cock between both our mouths again. So while I was fucking James, or rather James was fucking himself on my cock, both of us licked and sucked Michael. He slapped his dick in both our faces and let some salive drop onto us once in a while. There appeared a grin on his face, he took a step back and stood behind James. Then I felt his fingers on my cock. Rather: I felt them along my cock in James' hole. He was fingering James while I was fucking him! Then I felt his tongue on my balls, licking up to James' cunt, applying more and more saliva, pushing it in with his fingers. James was going crazy. Suddenly, I felt neither Michael's tongue nor his fingers, but soon after I felt something big against my dick, and pushing into James alongside of me. Fuck, Michael wants to double-fuck James! It didn't quite work, though, James was tightening up and Michael couldn't get in. Michael left the room for a second and returned with a bottle in hand. He held it to James' nose and said "Inhale deeply, bitch!". As James did just that, I felt him relax. At that moment, Michael pushed his cock against James ass again. This time he managed to get it in. I felt him slowly sliding up against me, the already tight ass accommodating both our cocks. We were packed tight! It was amazing! I looked at James, who's eyes were glassy, part tears, part ecstasy. Michael kept feeding him poppers, which, as I kissed James, also effected me a bit. All I could think about was fucking the tight hole being fucked by Michael. I could hear Michael moaning out "Take it, you dirty little bitch! Do you like that? Do you like getting double fucked? Do you like our bare cocks in your overpacked tight hole?" James could only moan his approval. Michael kept going on "You will get it. You will get both our cum deep inside that nasty hole of yours." James was twitching around us: he wanted it. The tightness, the twitching, the talk got us ever closer to climax. I sensed the signs of it in James and this time I wouldn't stop, even if I could. Michael sensed it, too, and fucked him with even more fervor. His cock rubbing against mine and James' motion on my cock pulled me with them. Michael spat out once more: "Take it, James, take my cum." As I felt Michael cum right next to me, covering my cock and James' insides with his poz cum, James and I couldn't hold back. I came inside of him as well, mixing my cum with Michael's poz load. James was fucked out. He could hardly talk and quickly fell asleep. Michael and I relaxed watching porn, also not talking for a while. Soon Michael's hand was on his cock, which got hard immediately. I quickly followed suit so were both stroking out cocks watching three guys doing it bare. Two of the men had biohazard tattoos and they were topping a young looking twink. James was still passed out, but Michael and I were looking at each other hungrily. Soon my head was between Michael's thighs and I was giving him a sloppy blow job. I could still taste cum on it, but also something else. A tinny flavor. Blood. We must have ripped James pretty good, looking at his hole, I could see the cum leaking out was slightly pink. For some reason this made me even hotter for Michael's cock. I deep throated him, sucked on his balls, spat on the shaft until the taste was completely gone. Then he drew me in for a deep kiss. Our tongues were all over each other, our hands on each others cocks and asses. Michael nibbled on my ear and then whispered: "Did you enjoy stealthing your best friend? 'Cause I sure did." Stealthing? So that's what we did? Michael continued whispering: "I'm sure it's going to take, we tore him up good." His cock got even harder as he spoke his dirty mind. Small pangs of bad conscience troubled me, but every time I thought about how I probably helped infecting my best friend with a deadly disease, Michael's hand and mouth made me feel so very good. It didn't take long for the guilt to be associated with the pleasure. The wrongness suddenly seemed so hot, so right. Thinking about how both our cocks had stretched James and opened him up for Michael's charged load made me even hornier. Michael noticed: "I see you did enjoy it. Once you yourself have the gift, you will know how hot it really is." For a moment I thought what a dirty fuck Michael was. First he picked me up at a club and even though he was practically family fucked me bareback with his infected dick. Then he made me accomplice in infecting my best friend. And now he was putting these thoughts into my brain. I should have been appalled, I should have been angry. But I was really just bloody horny. Soon I was turned over on the couch, Michael above me fucking his cock into my hole. This naughty, fucked-up man was playing me like a fiddle. While pushing all the right buttons, Michael kept whispering and moaning about stealthing and gifting and how I was a good apprentice. He really rammed into me as he panted "Do you think it will take? Do you think we pozzed him yet? Want to make sure?" He pulled out, walked over to James and stuck his dick in. "I'm going to make sure he gets it." This was so fucked up. This was so hot! I should have stopped him. I should have woken James up. Instead I leaned back, stroked myself and enjoyed the show. James was way out of it. Michael was giving him a good treatment, fucking in all the way, pushing in fast and forceful, trying hard to rip him up even more. But James did not wake up. At one point I wanted in as well, pushed Michael to the side and stuck my dick in. I emulated Michael's moves, fucking James just as hard and aggressively. Here I was getting sloppy seconds to Michael and myself, our mixed cum as lubricant around my hard dick. I could already see some specks of blood on it. I blew. Michael immediately took my place. His muscles flexing, he fucked and fucked him, pushing out cum deeper and deeper into James's channel. "Fuck, he so going to get it. We made sure of that. You made sure of that, David!" He worked up his lust, worked himself to another orgasm. I noticed the tell-tale signs of it approaching, and we looked into each others eyes as another load of his charged cum spewed into James torn up body. "Does James have any toys?" Michael panted a little out of breath. I picked his dildos and his butt-plug and handed them to Michael without a word. I only thought "Was is he going to do now?" The answer was following quickly as Michael stuck James' biggest dildo in. "We going to make sure it's in there deep and stays in there for some time. We don't want leakage." When he was done pushing the cum in deeper, he took the butt-plug and sealed James' hole. I wondered how James could sleep through all of this.

Disclaimer: if you don’t like cheating stories then leave. I don’t need your input. I’ve posted a few stories on here before about how I love to cheat on my husband. And believe me, he doesn’t cheat. I’m not sure if he knows that I do or not. He’s caught me a while back and I’ve said I’d stop but I haven’t. We’ve recently started playing with other guys while we are together. We have one regular but have had 2 others stop by as well. It’s been fun—super hot watching my husband suck someone else’s dick and get bred. He begs for it and I know he wants it, which is why I wish he’d just let us play separately. With the holiday this week, I was off work. He had to work a few extra days, but I invited our buddy over. Since my husband works from home, this worked perfectly. While my husband was working, he could take some time and join in with me and our buddy so he wasn’t technically shut out of the fun. But what was so hot about this was when me and our buddy were alone together. I’ve hooked up with this guy before. He’s a married bear, slightly older than both my husband and I. It’s been 10 years since he’s bred me but it’s like it was yesterday. And now it’s super hot watching my husband makeout with him and ride his cock. My husband told me I can play separately while he’s at least in the other room but I’m going to see if this guy wants to fuck alone at his place. So fucking hot.

Grindr 23 anon I had a Grindr message from a 23 fit lad, with a few hot pics asking, ‘You ready for breeding right now?’. I replied I was ready but needed to change into harness and jock. He replied he wanted to dump his load in me and was real close. I never refuse any load so it was arranged. I was guessing this guy was out Christmas shopping and perhaps just escaped from his bf. My ass was in the air with my hole plugged. He must have arrived with a boner cos he just unzipped, pulled the plug and slid his dick into my hungry cunt. He parked his dick just where he wanted it as he grabbed the poppers for a slutty high. Some deep inhales and he was off. I got a good hard pounding, no chat but plenty of grunts as he thrust his solid dick inside me. I was more than happy to take it. Then he paused again for poppers and grabbed the pen. This young horny fukka was tagging my ass as proof of use with his dick inside me. For a 23 year old he fucked good and hard. He’s clearly done this before and got it. He used my cunt to pleasure himself in. Watching his dick sliding into me, going balls deep then pulling until just the head of his rock solid dick was in my hole, then repeating. Every time he moaned with pleasure from not just the feeling of being in a cumdump but taking time to watch my cunt take his raw dick, while enjoying the popper hits. He clearly loved it. After fucking non stop for 20 minutes he was ready to breed me. He pounded into me extra hard and stepped up the pace. I couldn’t keep quiet any longer so I told him, ‘Breed me your hot load, I want your seed’. I got a grunt as he unleashed his hot cum load inside me. My cunt felt the pumping action as he gave me his nutt. With his dripping cock still rock solid and throbbing he literally carried on fucking my cummy cunt. He was back to groaning as he almost pulled out and slid back in watching his, now cum covered, dick disappear inside me again and again. It was a good 5 minutes of fucking again after he came. When he had finally finished using me he pulled out. He grabbed the plug and stuffed it into my cummy hole. He put his jeans back on and left. I grabbed my phone to thank this stranger for his seed but he was gone, I was blocked. He had tagged me, ‘CUMPIG, SLUT, SLAVE and CUMHOLE’. Proof I had been properly used! But later that night I logged on again... and there he was! TO BE CONTINUED!

Two other observations: The above advice is great - and depending on what you're cruising for (fucking or getting fucked), wear some pants (shorts/jeans/whatever) that can show off your cock or hide it by adjusting the prominence through your pocket. Hike the pants up to show off your ass or pull the pants a little lower if you're cruising to Breed. You should be able to do either of these "adjustments" without making it obvious, particularly if you see anything potentially deleterious. But, there are gay cops too - and they can be absolutely delicious. Show a hint of interest, but wait for positive hints sent your way before you hit your knees. Try not to look like you're at a funeral; scared, defensive, head downcast, etc. Instead (and practice in front of a mirror if you need to), chin up, a hint of mischief in your vague smile, but nothing too overt. Project confidence in your Lusts. Happy hunting !!!

Just an update… My husband works from home and I was off today. So midday I got my dick hard and he comes in the room. Sees my naked, leaking precum. He takes his clothes up and lubes up his hole and my dick. We didn’t have too much time because he had to get back to work. So he sits down on my raw dick. I’m fucking him and he’s going to town riding my cock. He asks if I’ve been on any sites lately since we’ve started using some apps. I said I’ve found a few guys. Asked him if he wanted to take their raw cocks and also watch me get fucked. His cock started to ooze precum everywhere. We talked about how we love to watch each other get fucked. I told him I had a guy who could come over this week to breed me while my husband works in the other room. He got so turned on by the idea ge started to ride me harder and started blowing his load all over my stomach. I scooped up the cum and ate it while I continued pounding his hole. It took me maybe another 10 seconds til I was shooting my two day load in him. My husband pulled off my cock and his ass was dripping as he went back to work.

The guys fucking me when I started taking cock never wrapped up and by the time I realised that maybe I should be using condoms I was fucking addicted to feeling cum leak out my hole. Now I go soft if someone mentions a condom to me.

Part 6 Remember the shard guy #1 left me? Well it’s now like 9:00am and I’m starting to loose my high, so booty bump to the rescue! I’m starting to feel the shard take full effect as I’m on my phone going through Grindr, A4A, and BBRT looking for the next! This time Grindr come through again! The guy I invite over is about 30, jet black hair, blue eyes, white, 5’ 11” 180, and a 7c cock! I’m seriously in love! He’s so fucking cute, but what I want now is his load! I pretty much waste no time getting him naked, sucking his cock for a minute and the hitting poppers he gave me. Once he’s rock hard and lubed up with my spit, I assume the position on my back and guide him in (bareback of course, best part is neither one of us discussed condoms or anything!). His cock feels amazing as it’s thrusting in and out of my spun hole that, thanks to the booty bump is even hungrier for cock and cum! As he continues to fuck me Im pulling him close so our bodies are rubbing all over each other and my hands are feeling every part of him! He started off rather quiet but quickly became a verbal dom top and was taking out all his pent up aggression fucking me! He asks if I’ve had any loads yet and I tell him only one from yeasterday. He looks at me and says “that’s too bad, I love mixing my load in with others” I confess the truth and doing so turned him on so much he starts fucking me harder, completely balls deep and wrecking my spun cum hole! I’ve got my legs spread as wide as they’ll go, my hands on his ass pulling him in as close as possible! Suddenly he asks if I want his load. I let out a loud “fuck yeah, breed my spun cumhole. Please, oh god please give me your load, I’ll do anything you want!” Since I mentioned being spun, he slows down and pulls his cock out. In a panic I thought “oh shit, he’s not cool with this! I’m not getting his load 😩” He gets close to my face and says “you tweakers are all the same, you’ll do anything for a load.” Unsure of what to say or do, I apologize for not telling him and assume the session is over. He looks at me confused and says “babe, I love tweaker cumdumps! In fact you’re my favorite because you’re by far the hottest one around. Guess what, I’m fucking high too”. Suddenly relieved, I ask him why he stopped fucking me? He pulls me up, takes me into the bathroom, and tells me to get in the bathtub with my ass in the air. I comply without question and he says if I’m truly a spun out cumdump, I’ll let him do anything. I tell him that he owns me and I’m willing to do anything! “You ever had chem piss” He asks? I tell him it’s been years but whatever he wants I’ll do! He gets in the tub with me and I feel this stream of hot chempiss on my back, only for a moment though. Soon he puts his cock in my ass and begins to fill it with his chem piss! ...to be continued 😈

I was all horned up, when Jeff arrived home, I had to sit him down and give him a blow job right there in the living room, I shot my load just before he did. I was totally horned up still, between the father soon, Bryce, Lincoln and David my hormones were in overdrive. We had a great dinner and cuddled and watched TV and cuddled and went to bed early. The next morning, I was up before Jeff, I made him breakfast and he talked before he went to work. He thanked me and told me he loved me, and I repeated it back to him. I felt guilty for what I had done and what I was about to do. Bryce told me he loved me and wanted me to go with him and I had agreed. I felt bad but Bryce unleashed something in me, and I needed more. I went and showered and headed to Bryce’s place. He kissed me and told me that we would be leaving in just a few days to start our new life. I was so excited. He put the cage on me, I was surprised, all the rest of the videos were cageless. We headed to the studio, honestly at this point I would do anything for him. We arrived at a run-down warehouse, and we went to the office. It was not very nice either, Bryce checked us in. There was a little interview and then I was filmed. It was like casting couch where I was asked questions and I had to answer them. They are below: Director: You are a cute boy, how long have you known you were gay? Me: I have known since High School. Director: When did you have your first sexual experience? Me: I was 20, I blew a guy off for the first time. Director: So, you are 23 now? Me: Yes, I will be 24 in three months. Director: Such a hot little guy, I saw in your paperwork you are negative? Me: Thank you and yes, I am. Director: Good, of course you would have to be to be shooting with us. So, you taking PreP? Me: No, I have not started it. I have been thinking about it, I think it would be a good Idea to start. So far, I have done several shoots were everyone is tested and that has been safe. Director: That is an excellent idea, yea, everyone here has also been tested you can count on that. Me: Good, that makes me feel better. Director: So, your other shoots, any of them live? Meaning with an Audience? Me: No, never done anything like that before. Director: Today there is a live audience, and this will be filmed, several of the audience members have paid extra to be part of the video. Trust me they have been tested, everyone who will touch you has been tested. Me: That is awesome, I am so ready! Director: Great, I am going to send you to get ready, Sam here will take you to wardrobe after you clean up and out. Sam walked in and he was so hot, tall blond, 6’3 muscled, his left arm was tatted with a sleeve and a hot face and beautiful smile. I hope he is one of the guys who gets to fuck me. He led me to the showers and watched me undress. He checked my body over and said he would clean up my hole. He shaved my hole. I do not even think I have hair there. He patted my hole and said you have a couple cuts but not to worry they will be fine by the time you go on stage. I showered up and cleaned out and afterwards he had me spread my hole and he ate it. Fuck, I love that, and he was very good at it. After five minutes of that he said don’t tell anyone I did that. I always love to taste a hot hole before it goes on stage. He then brough out what looked like a calk gun, he lubed the end and slide it inside my hole. He filled my hole up and then pulled it out. I asked him what it was, and he said lube baby. Just lube, so you can get fucked today. He slid a but plug inside me and then had me stay just like that as he came around and kissed me and told me how cute I was. He said, I was the hottest boy they had at one of these since it started nine months ago. No one else has ever sold out all the tickets. He kissed me again, then stood up and pulled out his big dick and had me suck it. He had a huge uncut dick, it was so beautiful, I sucked him and deep throated him, He kept me there sucking his dick like that for ten minutes until he shot his load in my mouth and I swallowed it. He tucked his dick back in his pants and leaned down and kissed me. Then he said, bet you love the taste of my cum. I always love sharing it with a bottom. I told him I did, and he then proceeded to take me back into the shower and pulled out the butt plug and lube poured out. Then he had me sit on the toilet and loose the rest of the lube and then back to the shower to clean up. He apologized; I know that is a lot, but you will be taking lots of dicks. Some big like mine and it is important that you be well lubed up. Once you are clean again, I will take you to wardrobe. I cleaned my hole again and we went off to wardrobe. They put on a tiny jock strap and gave me a blindfold. He led me to a stadium, there were lots of seats and a fuck bench, a sling, and a bed of sorts. He had ropes hanging above it for what I could only imagine were for my feet. You are smaller than the last guy and I need to adjust everything to fit you. I just looked up at his dreamy eyes. Hope up here on the bed and put your feet up. I laid on the bed and lifted my feed and he adjusted the cords to fit my legs. Once up in the ropes he said fuck you look amazing in those, he then adjusted the arms to fit me. He did the same with the sling and the fuck bench and then he leaned down and kissed me and told me how hot this was going to be. I told him knew it would be the hottest thing. He rubbed my hole as he was saying these fucks tonight will change your life. It is a special event and we turned down other boys and picked you. Sam, I am so glad you did. You have about an hour before the event. Let’s get you hydrated, he went over and clicked a button before we left. There was a scoreboard, it now read 01, it must have been at 00 before. It must be how many loads I get today. Sam already gave me one. Sam and I fooled around and made out and he kept me distracted as guest arrived. There were 300 in attendance. Each paid $500.00 to watch the show and for $1,000.00 they could join and be in it. To buy a ticket you had to show a positive test for HIV and to get into the show you had to have viral load of greater than 50,000 and pay the $1,000. Sam kept checking on our stage time and he said, they are running late so it will be a little longer. While we were waiting, I was surprised with a visitor, the director from the last film. He introduced himself to Sam and he told me that Bryce and this studios director invited him. The director said he was excited that I was doing this film. It is a hot film and not many like it. I have even been invited to be in it. The director was older, he had to be 45 years old. He was 6’ lean and now that I am looking at him closer, he had a big bulge in his pants. He caught me looking at him, Cody. I know you like big dick and can take them. I used to be in films, and I have a lot in common with Lincoln. He left; all I could think about is Lincoln. Fuck if the director is like Lincoln no wonder, they asked him to join. Another 30 minutes passed, and Sam said they are ready for you. Put your blindfold on and I will carry you. I put it on, Sam carried me and placed me in front of the fuck bench. He then helped me get on and strapped in. He said, Cody this is an amazing experience and a one in a lifetime for you, Enjoy yourself. I could hear an announcer say, today we have a special guest. His name Is Cody, and he is 23 years old. He had his first sexual experience at 20 and he loves to bottom. He is negative and not on PreP. Crowd cheered, clapped and some people said some things, but it was muffled, and I could not hear with the music playing in the headphones Sam placed on me as the announcer began. The announcer went on, I found out later. There are several of you that have been lucky enough to get a shot at his negative unprotected hole today. We will begin the bidding for the 20 of you who have put in for it. We need to pick who will go first. The highest bidder will be chosen down the first five. The rest of you will be chosen at random. The boy is work it so pay up. The bidding started and the director had paid $6,500 to be first and he won the bid. No discussion of status will be mentioned from here out You all read the rules and know that breaking them will ban you from further events. You may touch yourself but touching of others. I always ban a group of guys who break this rule. We will remove the headphones from the boy and the event will begin. Please have the winner make his way down to the stage.

Disclaimer: I did not write this. I found it on Nifty. Hope you enjoy.... ---------------- "Well, Marc, what seems to be the problem?" the doctor asked as he shut the door behind himself. I had been sitting on the exam table nervously waiting for him for the past 15 minutes. In that time I'd gotten out of my clothes, except for my briefs, and put on the requisite hospital gown. I'd been fidgeting and nervous, almost dreading when the doctor showed up. I had a problem and I needed to do something about it. I knew that. But now that the moment was here I tensed up, awkward and nervous. The doctor cocked his head to one side and crossed his arms over his chest, a studied look of concern on his face. He must have perfected this look in dealing with patients like me, forced to come to the hospital unwillingly and reveal embarrassing details about why they were there. I took a deep breath. Might as well get it over with. "Well, doc, I'm heading into my senior year in the fall and I'll be playing varsity hockey." He smiled, "Great, Marc. Glad to hear it. I knew you were a great player. You're a natural athlete. You'll excel at any sport you choose." I could feel a blush starting to come over my face from his compliment. I'd guess he was in his early 30s. He had thick brown hair parted on the left and combed neatly away from his face. His face was tanned and his eyes were a dark brown. He too was a natural athlete from what I could tell by the way he held himself, probably soccer. He was lean, but strong, judging from his frame and the way his clothes fit him. The doc was a cool guy, maybe this wouldn't be so bad after all. Don't get me wrong. It wasn't like I was checking out the doc or anything. I'm not gay. But being an athlete and playing several sports, hockey being my specialty, I'd gotten used to assessing guys' prowess in relation to my own. Being a mesomorph, I knew I could easily beat the doc in any athletic event I'd challenge him to. That made me a little more confident. I sat up straighter and said, "Well, doc, I got a problem. I'm muscular and all, and if I play it right next year I could end up with a hockey scholarship. But the problem is, um, well it's kind of embarrassing." "Go on, Marc," he said, looking directly at me. "Anything you say here is confidential between us. You have nothing to be embarrassed or ashamed about." "OK, well, the problem is I have no body hair." "What?" My face was totally red. I looked at the floor, too embarrassed to look at him as I rushed out the next part. "I went through puberty and all, obviously from my muscles and my voice changing. But I never got pubic hair, there's no hair on my legs or arms and in my pits. I know it seems like a small thing, or something stupid. But you don't know what it's like to take a shower with a bunch of high school guys and be completely hairless." I stopped there. There, I'd said it. It was out and I could feel my pulse slow down somewhat now that I'd said it. "Is that all, Marc?" he asked. "Is that all?" I'm thinking. "Yeah, the guys have teased me mercilessly all these years and he says is that all?" Of course I didn't say that. I simply replied "Yeah." "Well, Marc, there are several different conditions that would cause hair to fall out. And there are some rare conditions that would prevent hair from growing. You're a very healthy young man and developing very nicely." I felt my face blush again. "Do you have a girlfriend?" "Huh?" "Do you have a girlfriend?" "Um, yeah. What's that got to do?" "Have you two had sex?" "No. We've never gone all the way." "What have you done?" I started to feel less embarrassed. The doc was acting so matter of fact, like this was a routine problem he dealt with all the time, I figured I might as well just answer his questions and get it over with. Besides, it was refreshing to just answer honestly instead of making up some bullshit bragging to tell the other guys on the hockey team who were making up their own stories. "She's blown me and given me a hand job a few times." That was a joke - I made her do that just about every time we went out, not just a few. "I've kept my pants or underwear on, so she hasn't figured out I don't have any hair down there." "Hmm," he said, looking at me intently. Then he turned around and picked up my chart and thumbed through it. "Looking at your chart, Marc, and hearing what you just told me, I'd rule out anything major being wrong with you. You're healthy, you're sexually active, and your growth has been normal for your age. It could be just one of those things you learn to live with -- a harmless abnormality." My jaw dropped. I couldn't believe what I'd just heard. I'd humiliated myself by making this appointment and this was what he was going to tell me. "Doc, man, you gotta help me. I can't play senior league, be in the showers and locker room and not have any hair down there. You don't know what it's like. Plus I might have a girlfriend now, but I'm tired of feeling like a freak. Isn't there anything you can do?" "Marc, I understand at your age, this kind of thing seems pretty traumatic, but believe me, you could be coming here with a lot worse condition than this." "Look Doc, I know you got a lot of patients and it's not like this is the end of the world or anything, but I don't know what else I can do. I'm almost ready to not play next year not to go through the humiliation, but I really need that scholarship if I'm ever going to make it to college." "Well, Marc, I don't need to tell you that if I were able to cause hair to GROW I'd be a very wealthy man." We both laughed. "Isn't there anything you can do?" I pleaded. He got a strange look on his face and hesitated. "What is it?" I asked eagerly. "Well, there is something." "What is it? Whatever it is I'll try it." "Well, you may not know this. But I am associated with the research division of the University and we've been working on how to make hair grow for quite some time and we have come up with something that's in the experimental stages. We have been looking for a couple of human subjects." "I'll try it!" He got a serious look on his face. "Marc, I appreciate your enthusiasm. But you need to make an informed and educated decision. Getting involved in an experiment such as this could have unintended consequences and it's necessary for you to fully understand there could be unknown side effects." "OK, Doc. I understand. Why don't you tell me about it in more detail? I'm 18, I can make my own decision. I appreciate your giving me the opportunity." He told me to get dressed and to come to his office. We talked for quite a while and when all was said and done I agreed to be the guinea pig. I drove out of the lot with a smile on my face. Part 2 He had told me to come back the next day for some preliminary tests. This time he led me down a corridor to a stairwell that went into the basement. We went down another corridor to a room with a thick metal door. He swung it open. It looked as clean and sterile as the exam room from yesterday. In the middle of the room was an exam table, to the side several cabinets containing medical equipment, bottles, bandages and stuff you'd expect to see in any medical room. The Doc had made me change upstairs and put everything in a little locker. I was just in hospital slippers, the gown and my briefs under the gown. "OK, Marc, take everything off." I had lost some of my hesitancy since yesterday. I was eager to get hair on my body and be a real man. I took off the slippers - ooh, the floor was cold. I shrugged off the gown and shucked off my briefs. I made a neat little pile and put everything on a table in the corner of the room. It felt a little weird to be naked, but I just told myself to pretend I was in the locker room. I was naked there all the time and this would be just like that. The Doc looked me over in a clinical way. I kept my eyes glued to a spot on the wall and waited. "Turn around." I did as he instructed. "OK, I see that you do indeed do not appear to have any hair on your body, including pubic hair, which is unusual for someone your age. I want to do a few tests and then we'll proceed." "Alright, Doc, do what you gotta do." For the next twenty minutes or so we went through the usual battery of tests you expect at a normal physical: eyes, ears and throat, checking reflexes. I felt my face blush a little when he handled my balls and made me cough, but otherwise it was ok. "OK, Marc, you've passed the first set of tests. Physically you're in fine shape. Also, you've passed the first psychological test." "I have?" I hadn't done anything, so was confused to hear that. "Yes," he smiled, "You've grown more comfortable with your body the way it is. You're nude around me and feel relaxed and not self conscious about yourself." "Yeah, well after our talk and you're agreeing to help me, I do feel great." "Now, let's get started." He brought me to the middle of the room and had me face one of the walls. He brought out a large white bucket and opened it. "This is the chemical we've developed that I'm hoping will do the trick. It's necessary for me to put it all over your body. It will harden somewhat and you'll be immobilized. I'll put you under the shower to wash it off and we'll be through for the day. It should feel a little wet, but other than that you shouldn't feel anything painful or unusual when it's applied, when it comes off or afterwards." "OK, let's go." "In addition, there's, as I've already mentioned, a psychological component. I need you to visualize what your body will look like. To aid in this, I'm going to project images onto the wall that I want you to concentrate on. They're images of masculine, muscular men with hairy chests. I want you to picture yourself as one of them. Can you do that?" I didn't think I needed to stare at pictures, but if it was part of his program, I'd go along with it. "Sure, Doc." He asked me to step onto a small pedestal. With that he put on some rubber gloves and reached down into the bucket. His hand came up with a glob of this clear liquid that looked like a cross between jello and hair gel. He stepped in front of me and started slathering it over my chest. He was right, it felt wet, but not much else. It was thick and seemed to set quickly on my body. After coating my chest he moved down to my stomach and pubes then covered my legs. "Spread your legs, Marc." I did as I was told. He reached between my legs and coated from my asshole to my balls and coated my balls too. The only thing he didn't touch was my dick, which hung down and was the only part of me not shining brightly in the fluorescent lights; the rest of me almost seemed to be glowing. He then went behind me and coated my butt and legs. He didn't touch my back. "It will take several of these treatments before we see any results, and we may not see anything at all, as I mentioned to you. Now lift your arms." I lifted them and he applied the solution to my pits and all along my arms. It hardened almost immediately and it felt like I was in a body cast. "Concentrate on the images on the wall and I'll be back for you shortly." With that he left the room, leaving me facing the wall. It was like a giant slideshow. They were all these pictures of guys around my age with various stages of chest hair. They were doing athletic things, like playing volleyball, surfing, hanging out at the beach. I watched the pictures and tried to imagine myself as one of them with a nice pelt of fur on my chest, a symbol of my masculinity. I glanced down at my smooth chest and found it hard to believe I'd end up like that, but I did as the doc instructed and watched the pictures go by. A short while later, the Doctor came back in and the slide show stopped. "That's it for today, Marc." He still had his gloves on and with his foot undid the lock on the pedestal. He wheeled me over to a corner where I hadn't noticed before, there was a shower. He placed me in front of the shower. It felt strange not being able to move. He tilted me forward and for a second I thought I might fall. But I just ended up with my hands against the wall. "This isn't going to work," he said, "I can see I'm going to have to get in the shower and remove the solution." He stepped out from behind me and took off his lab coat. He undid his tie and started to unbutton his dress shirt. He carefully placed it on a hangar on the coatrack. He removed his undershirt. I was surprised to see the doctor had a pleasure trail that shot up from his pants and spread out in a fine spray of chest hair. It wasn't overly thick, but I would have been satisfied with it. He must have been an athlete too because he was toned and wiry, like a football player. I hadn't thought of what he looked like under his clothes before, but he was in great shape, for a guy somewhere in his 30s. He undid his belt, kicked off his shoes and in a minute had taken off both his pants and boxers. That pleasure trail shot down to a nice bush of brown pubes that were thick and luxuriant. I was kind of grossed out by his dick, though. I mean, I really don't want to see another guy's dick. But he was uncut and the hood hung way down over the head. On top of that his meat was long and thick. His wife, I'm betting didn't have any complaints. He stood beside me and turned the water on. I closed my eyes and it streamed across my face and hair and cascaded down my front and my back. The doc moved behind me with a bar of soap in his hand and started making lather. I could sense him behind me. He reached up a hand to both shoulders and started rubbing the lather across them. The water was warm and felt good, there was a little steam rising in the shower as well. The doc's hands were strong and sure as they kneaded my shoulders. Still I felt like I couldn't move at all. The doc reached under my pits and started lathering up my pecs. That's when I felt it. Well, I heard it at the same time. With a loud plop, his dick suddenly landed on my ass. I would have jumped if I could, but I was frozen and a little embarrassed. The doc was embarrassed too. He tried to pull back, but it was like his dick was glued to my ass crack. "This is embarrassing, Marc, but my penis for the moment is stuck on you. That's why I use the gloves." I was weirded out and not sure what to say, but he hadn't done it on purpose. "Hey, Doc, as long as it doesn't go any lower, ok?" We both laughed. I had never felt another man's penis before and I was surprised at how long and thick it was resting on me. I'd always thought my dick measured up, but against the doc's I wasn't so sure. He managed to lather my arms and as the soap worked its way in, I could feel the solution draining away and me gaining control again. I was able to pull my arms down and start lathering myself. He suggested we turn together so the water could hit my ass and his dick at the same time. We turned slowly and he lathered up my butt and his penis. He grabbed my hips and asked me to bend forward. He tried moving his pelvis back and forth and gradually I could feel his penis moving back and forth across my ass. Again, I was amazed at the length and girth. Just as suddenly as it was stuck there, it suddenly let go and flopped down between his legs. I lathered up and rinsed off and he did likewise. We both put on our clothes. He told me I was free to go and to come back tomorrow at the same time to continue the treatment. Part 3 For the next five days I went back as instructed and we repeated the process. Doc applied the solution, it hardened, and I watched the pictures of men with hairy chests and tried to visualize that happening to me. There was no way of getting around the shower either. The doctor had to help me in and had to get undressed. And no matter how he positioned himself he always had to get close to me and then his dick would be stuck to my ass. After the second day of that I was used to it and the doctor wasn't acting like it was a big deal, so why should I? However, after the fifth day I was starting to feel panicky. I hadn't developed one hair anywhere. The doctor looked concerned too. He said there should have been some kind of development, the chemical had entered my system and should have triggered some growth. He said that if I were amenable to it, we'd enter stage two, which was a more aggressive approach to hair growth. I was desperate and starting to feel like a failure. Of course I'd do whatever he suggested. He said we would continue the treatment with some additional steps. He felt the visualization part needed to be strengthened that I had a hard time really picturing myself with hair. So, instead of slides, the images would be replaced by video, moving pictures of masculine, hairy men. He also said that I maybe did not have a good visualization in my head because I didn't have a tactile experience. I didn't know what he meant. So, he put the gel on my legs, balls and butt, then across my abs and stomach, but left my arms free. He stood in front of me and said, "While you're watching the video I want you to run your fingers through my chest hair and while you're visualizing what you'll look like you'll also feel what it's like to be hairy." He stood in front of me with the video images of volleyball games and guys jogging played behind him. I reached out somewhat tentatively and lightly put my hands on his chest. He looked at me sternly, "Marc, you have to really move your hands around, feel the hair and believe this is what you're developing towards. Now, do as I say." I felt a little weird, but followed his instructions. Up close the hair was thicker than it seemed. It was silky and soft to my touch. The hairs were also longer than I expected. At first I sort of just rubbed my hands back and forth over the same spot. The doctor frowned "Marc, do as you're told! Feel that hair. Tell me what it feels like." I kept my eyes on the screen as I talked. "It feels really soft to touch, softer than I expected. I thought it would be coarse. But your muscles underneath are firm and strong, so it's this weird combination of silk and steel - something I'd like my body to feel. It's how a man who commands respect should feel." "Good. Now we're making progress." The rest of the session progressed as usual. He coated my arms and had me watch the videos, although I noticed the time I spent watching the videos seemed to be longer. When it came time for my shower, he said, "Today we're going to try something a little different." With that he tipped me forward. I panicked, expecting to crash to the tile. I landed on my elbows and knees. He was on his knees behind me and I felt weird to be in such a submissive position when he deliberately grabbed his dick and slapped it on my ass. Of course it stuck immediately. He began to lather us up and eventually the solution came off and we both got off our knees and washed up. The next few sessions were exactly like this one. I was just about to give up hope. So much work and concentrating didn't seem to be doing anything to produce any hair on my body. Then the next day I woke up and walked into the shower. As I was lathering myself up, I reached into my pits and dropped the soap. There was hair there! I jumped out of the shower and raised my hands and under each arm was a small, but definitely visible patch of brown downy hair. I whooped loud and couldn't wait for my appointment later in the day. Part 4 The doctor was happy too. All his efforts weren't in vain. He said the accelerated treatment was helping, but we still needed to advance further if we wanted the end result. I was happy to continue with his therapy. He said that in order for the chemical to really encourage hair growth I needed to be stimulated and encouraged further. The only way to do that was to psychologically mix my sex drive with the hair growth so that that would harness that energy. "How are we going to do that, Doc? " I asked. He brought over the exam table and asked me lay on it and put my feet in the stirrups. I did as instructed. I noticed the videos playing behind him were different. This time the men were naked, playing sports, walking around. It was strange to see their penises flopping around, but by this time I was very comfortable with being naked. The doctor took off his clothes too. Having seen him naked so many times, this didn't phase me. "In addition to seeing and visualizing yourself with a hairy chest, Marc, you need to associate a hairy chest with virile, raw male sexuality. I've purposely put you in a feminized position so that you can fully see and feel the sexual power." He stepped between my legs and put his hands on my thighs. "I am going to simulate sex with you. What I want you to do is concentrate on the sensations and imagine how good and powerful you will feel when you are having sex with your girlfriend and she will be so turned on by your hairy chest." Behind him I noticed that some of the images included guys with erections. I felt an undercurrent of unease. I wanted a hairy chest, I wanted my girlfriend to be turned on, but this seemed so weird, almost like homos. "Marc, look at me," the doctor commanded. His face was set and he asked, "Do you want this?" "Yes, Doc, I want a hairy chest more than anything." "OK, now I'm doing this to help you, remember that. I have a wife, so don't panic. The purpose of this is to make you associate hairy chests with sex and power." "I understand." With that, he stepped between my legs, gripping my legs with his strong hands. I was suddenly aware of how exposed I was, with my legs spread and my ass out there. He stepped right up to my ass, his pubes and limp cock resting against them. "Now I'm going to simulate sex. While I am thrusting myself against you, I want you to put your hands on my chest and feel my hairiness, play with my nipples and picture the things you want your girlfriend to do to you as you fuck her." I reached up and put my hands among the familiar chest hair and pushed against his muscles to see how hard they were beneath the hair. They were solid and strong. The doctor pulled his hips back and slowly started thrusting back and forth. As he moved his cock swung around and of course slapped against my ass. I decided to pinch both of his nipples a little hard to see what he would do. He gasped for a second and then he thrust at me so hard I almost jumped off the table. If he wanted me to feel a man's power, I felt it! I could imagine my girlfriend looking up at me like I was looking at the doctor, begging to be fucked. I was surprised to find that during all this time my cock had inflated to a full-fledged hard on. I felt a little weird about it, but it was ok. Doc said it would help me and I was thinking about my girlfriend, it wasn't like I was having sex with a guy. The doc looked down at my dick and smiled. "You respond well to the treatment, Marc. I think that's enough for one day." I noticed that as he was talking to me he had pressed his crotch directly against mine. His balls rested at the base of my ass and his dick rose up from there towering, rock hard, the foreskin pulled back somewhat, revealing a purple head with drops of precum. He reached down, slapped my ass and got me off the table. He applied the solution, showered me off and sent me on my way. Part 5 When I woke up the next morning I rushed to the bathroom, stripped off my t-shirt and boxers. For a second time stopped. I couldn't believe it. There was downy fuzz all around my crotch area. It was almost as if I'd started the beginnings of a bush overnight. I whooped and hollered again. The treatment was really working! All through my shower I kept one hand down there feeling the new, silky hair amazed at my new appearance. Again, the doctor was as happy and impressed as I was. Within a few minutes we were in the same positions we were in yesterday, me with my legs spread. He remarked "Yesterday I had some irritation on my skin from rubbing against you, so I'm going to put some lube on my genitals and around yours too." "OK, Doc," I said, watching the video screen behind me. I felt him slide this gooey liquid over my dick, my balls, under my balls and felt it dribble on my ass. He went to the sink, washed off his hands, then returned. He stepped between my legs, told me to place my hands on his chest and we'd begin. I looked up at him, as instructed. I placed my hands on his chest. I didn't need to be told what to do. I started running my fingers through the hair, cupping his pecs, massaging, pressing against his taut muscles. My fingertips brushed gently over his nipples and I looked up at him thinking how sexy his chest felt. I felt the blood rushing into my cock and it started to rise as I looked into his eyes. He had a husky look on his face. "That's it, Marc. Feel my chest. Feel how good it feels." With that he started the thrusting motion that he had done yesterday. Because of the lube it was much stickier down there and his dick really flopped around a lot. But I enjoyed the feeling. As I looked at him, I felt my dick stiffen completely and it lay like a piece of pipe across my pubes pointing up just past my belly button. The doc glanced down at it. "Very good, Marc. I can see we're harnessing your libido. Do you think my hairy chest is sexy?" I pinched his nipples very hard and saw him grimace. "Yeah, Doc, hairy chests are the best. Real men have hair on their chests." He gripped my legs and started thrusting harder, back and forth. I could feel a change in his dick. When we had first started it had been hanging down, flaccid, just flopping against me, but as he had picked up the pace the texture had changed. It had lengthened and was more solid, making a slapping noise as it hit against me. With a few more slaps I knew Doc's dick had grown to full-fledged erection, just like mine. On the screen the images had changed again. I noticed they were now images of hairy chested guys fucking smooth guys, in every position imaginable. They were in a missionary position, guys with legs resting on their shoulders. Before I could fully take this in, I could feel the doc reach down and steady his dick. It was jabbing against me now. I squirmed around and his dick now was rubbing in a steady motion along my asscrack. It was a lot less painful than having it poke against me. I was still rubbing the doctor's chest and noticed that there was a sheen of sweat on it now, making my hands glide through the hair. My dick was throbbing and leaking. The doc was breathing faster. He had spread my legs wider and was thrusting harder. The tip of his dick kept brushing against my hole. My mind was so overloaded from all the sensations I didn't have time to process it other than to think how hot it felt. I was watching these images of hairy chested guys plowing other guys asses. My hands were enmeshed in the doc's chest hair, feeling his heart beating faster under his muscles. The power and masculinity he exuded made my dick throb even harder. I looked down and there was a puddle of precum on my abs. He leaned forward saying "I'm going to place my chest on top of yours as we do this so you can feel a hairy chest in an atmosphere of heightened sexual arousal." As he leaned down over me, he thrust harder and this time the tip of his dick stopped at my hole and forced itself in. It had felt so good to have him rubbing against me that I lifted my pelvis up towards him as I put my arms around his shoulders to press him against me. His eyes were locked on mine, his chest pressed against mine. I knew I should stop this. It was going too far. Somewhere in the back of my mind I heard myself protest. Instead of pushing him away, I felt my body welcome him. I thrust against him and took in the entire head. I pulled him tighter against me with my arms and he wrapped his arms around me. "I'm going to fuck you now," he growled in my ear. "You'll feel my power. It will help you become a man." I wanted to cry out, no, I'm not a fag. Instead I pushed myself against him and inch after glorious inch entered me. I felt no pain. It felt so right, so natural and so tremendous I threw my head back and cried out in ecstasy. The doctor pulled his shaft back and then started a familiar motion. His thrusting reached something deep inside me and I felt my dick throb in answer to his. His pace quickened. I could hear his balls slapping against my ass. He was grunting and moaning in my ear. "You feel sooo good. I've never felt anything like this. I'm going to cum soon." I couldn't hold back much longer. I was lost in the erotic feeling. My dick was enormous trapped between our two bodies, rubbing against his solid abs. We were both so close. I started to shake as I felt the orgasm starting deep down in my balls and boiling over. The doctor went even faster, his breath ragged in my ear. With one final thrust, he bellowed in my ear as I felt his dick erupt deep inside my hole. At the same time my own dick leapt up between us and sent a stream of cum shooting up against Doc's belly and chest, splattering against my neck. There were several spurts after that coating our torsos in a river of cum. When the doc felt my cum hit him, he threw back his head and moaned. I could feel his dick spasming inside me, releasing a stream of cum. His body relaxed when he'd finished cumming, but his dick was still rock hard inside me. Our bodies were coated with the cum I'd shot in between us. After a few minutes our hearts slowed down to a normal rhythm. Slowly the doc peeled himself away from me, the cum having stuck us together. He looked down at me with a strange look on his face. "Look, Marc," he said. I looked down at myself and couldn't believe my eyes. My chest was covered in hair, a trail shot down over my abs. Cum was drying in the hair everywhere, but there was not doubt it was all my hair. My pubes now had a luxurious bush. I was cured! My dick hadn't gone down and got even harder as I looked at myself. "Maybe Doc, you should fuck me again. Just to make sure it doesn't go away." "Anything to keep the patient happy, Marc, anything."

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From Ty’s POV: I got in the back seat and looked over expecting to see Xavier. Instead, Tre was there and he smiled at me. I looked in front of me and Xavier was in the passenger seat messing with the radio and trying to find a good song to listen to. He looked over his shoulder at me and asked if I had to be home at a certain time. I told him I would text my parents and tell them I’m staying with a friend if they didn’t mind. “Fuck yes, Ty! You can stay with us if you want. I can’t wait to kiss those hot lips of yours again,” said Xavier. I just blushed and looked over to my left. Tre was grinning at me and then looked down at his groin. I followed his gaze and saw that he had pulled out his dick. It was hard to see in the low light in the car, but as we passed street lamps his dick would become illuminated for flashes at a time. It was huge. He had to be at least 9”. I looked at him and licked my lips again. Tre just looked back and smiled at me knowing I couldn’t stop staring at his dick. He moved his hand over and started rubbing on my back and pushed his hand into my shorts. I could feel his long slender fingers playing with my crack. He pushed down even further and I rose up a little to give him better access. The next thing I know is his finger is rubbing all around my virgin pucker and pressing against it and making it feel so good. I had to stifle a moan as he pushed against my hole. But I was too tight and too dry for his finger to go anywhere. Tre pulled his hand out of my pants as we pulled into a parking garage. I looked over and saw him stroke his dick a few more times and then put it back in his shorts. I was disappointed to see it get hidden. Damn I was horny. Next thing I know we are parked, and Xavier is opening my door and pulling me up out of the car. “Let’s go smoke some clouds, sexy.” “Ok,” I said and followed them. As I walked past Tre, he pinched my ass. I turned around and he winked at me. I noticed Javi caught the whole thing and pinched my ass too. He winked and just smiled. I smiled back at the two. They were both very sexy too. I focused back on Xavier and followed him to their apartment. We went inside, and I was told to relax on the couch. Xavier came over and pulled out a box and started rolling a joint. He took a big hit and then passed it to me. I took a hit and started coughing. Javi and Tre just laughed and asked if it was my first time. I told them it was my second and they just smiled again. I took another hit and passed it to Javi. The blunt made its way around the room until it was all gone. I took at least 6 good hits off of it, and I was flying high. Being so small it doesn’t take much for me to get high. Javi told Xavier to roll another one as he wasn’t high enough yet, so Xavier did. I only took a few hits from this one as it passed. But then Javi took a big hit and then leaned over and shot gunned me. Xavier got up and told Javi shotguns were all he could do. He wanted to take me back to his room after they finished the second blunt. Xavier got up and said he had to piss. Javi took the opportunity to shotgun me again and while he was doing that he grabbed my ass. I just moaned into his mouth, and then he grabbed my hand and made me grab his dick through his shorts. It was very thick. My eyes went wide as I don’t even think I could wrap my fingers all the way around it. He just whispered in my ear that I could have it anytime I wanted to be opened up all the way. I was high and started stroking his dick. When the bathroom door opened, Javi stepped away and left me there all spaced out. “I think he’s ready to go to your room, X. I don’t know if he can take anymore weed.” “I’m good. I can take one more shotgun from Tre if he wants to.” Tre got up, grabbed the blunt and took another big hit and then shotgunned me. Xavier went to the fridge to get us some drinks and Tre whispered in my ear, when he goes to sleep, we’ll still be up if you want some more dick. I just blushed and chuckled. Xavier grabbed my hand and took me to his room, and he started to undress. His muscular fit chest came into view and then he took off his shorts and socks leaving him in just a pair of olive green boxer briefs. I could see the outline of his hard dick in them. He asked me if I wanted to get comfy, so I nodded. He came over to me and started to take off my shirt and shorts. He pulled off my red bikini briefs and just looked at me. “Am I ok?” I asked. He just kissed me and grabbed my ass. After several long kisses, he picked me up and laid me down on his bed and pushed my legs in the air. “Hold your legs back so I can eat that ass baby. I want to make you feel so good,” Xavier said. Then it happened. I had never been rimmed but had seen plenty of porn to know that the guy loves it. My ass felt so amazing. His tongue was lapping at my hole like he was a puppy drinking from his bowl after a long day in the yard playing and was dying of thirst. I couldn’t help but moan loudly as his tongue worked its magic on my hole. My head was thrashing back and forth and all I could do was moan. Xavier stopped for a minute and when I looked up to see why he was sitting back on his legs looking at my hole while reaching into the bedside table for something. “Here, watch me and then do as I do.” Xavier uncapped a small brown bottle and held one nostril closed while he breathed deep through the other, and then switched nostrils. He handed me the bottle. “What does this do?” I asked. He just smiled and told me it’ll help me relax. So, I did like he did as he lifted my legs up again and started eating my ass more. The fumes hit me, and I felt a rush come over my body. “Wow, that feels good. Can I do it again?” I asked. “Sure sexy, take 4 big hits.” So, I did. And he was like there we go. I looked down and realized he’s stopped eating my ass and now had two fingers in me. I looked closer and he had lubed up his fingers with a bottle of lube that he must have pulled out at the same time as the brown bottle. “You’re so tight baby, but that hole is loosening up thanks to the weed and poppers. Do you want me to fuck you? This hole is hungry. It keeps trying to pull my fingers in deeper.” Right about then Xavier pushed in a third finger, and I winced in pain. “It’s ok babe. Take another few hits of the poppers, and your hole will loosen up more.” So I did, and he was able to push the third finger in all the way with the other two by the time I ended my last hit of poppers. I moaned again as his fingers bottomed out inside of me. I couldn’t believe how easily I was opening up. Xavier kept telling me how tight I was as he worked his fingers in and out of me. I just kept focusing on his fingers when he suddenly pulled them out. I groaned, and he laughed. “I want to fuck you baby. Is that ok? I promise I’ll go slow.” I just slowly nodded and asked him not to hurt me. He just told me he wanted me to feel so good and to let him know if it hurt. I saw him take the bottle of lube and lather up his dick, and then he took it and squirted it against my hole and worked his three fingers back in there. I moaned loudly. He asked if I was ready, and I just nodded. Xavier pulled out his fingers and put his dick against my hole. “Ok baby, when I tell you take two big hits of poppers. Hold the last one for ten seconds before you exhale. And then push down like you’re about to go to the bathroom. This will all make it easier for you to take me.” I just nodded and did as he said. When I breathed out and started to push, Xavier’s head slipped into my hole. I gasped at first because his head stretched my hole open farther than it had been before, but once it was in my hole tried to close tight around it. I felt it squeeze and heard Xavier grunt. “Damn, baby. This is the tightest hole I’ve ever fucked. You weren’t lying when you said you were a virgin. OK, I’m going to push in now.” And he did. I could feel his dick start to go deeper and deeper in me. “Breathe babe, you’re doing great.” I didn’t even realize I was holding my breath until he told me to breathe. Then, I felt it. Xavier’s balls hit my ass and his pubes hit my hole at the same time. He was all the way in. “Take another two hit of poppers babe. I’m going to hold it right here so I don’t cum already.” I took two big hits and then another one and he just laughed and told me he could feel my hole spasming around his dick. I told him I could feel his big dick and it felt like I was going to shit. He said that’s natural and that I’d soon learn the difference. Xavier then started to slowly pull out his dick until just the head was in and then push all the way back in. He did this about 10 times and I could feel my hole relax and start to feel good. He grabbed the poppers from me, took two hits himself and then handed them back. “OK babe, get ready. I need to nut bad and this hole is got me so close.” It was then that I realized that I had never even asked him for a condom. “Ummm, Xavier, should you be wearing a condom?” He just looked down at me and leaned over and kissed me. “Nah, babe. I’m clean, and you’re a virgin. Besides raw fucking feels so much better.” He then shifted his hips and drove deep into me. When he did, he hit something inside me that made me gasp and see stars. “Oh fuck, what was that?” I asked. “That babe was your g spot, and I’m getting ready to tag it over and over. I want you to feel so good.” And that’s exactly what he did. He pulled out, and it was like his dick had a homing beacon for my g spot. He hit it on every single thrust. After about a minute, I lost it. My dick started spewing cum everywhere. I hadn’t even touched my dick, and I was cumming and cumming hard. My ass gripped Xavier’s dick as I started cumming, and he screamed out, “Awww, fuck. That hot tight hole is milking my dick.” Then he threw his head back and let out the loudest grunt as his thrusts became erratic and quick and jabbing. I felt his dick expand and shot after shot of scalding hot cum bathed my insides. I could feel each spurt as he shot his load inside me. My orgasm finally ended, and Xavier thrust in two more times with two more spurts of cum before he collapsed on me. I wrapped my legs around his back and rested my feet on his nice round ass. He sighed and breathed heavily in my ear. I was just laying there feeling the best I even had in my entire life. “That was…” “Amazing! I can normally last 20 to 30 minutes, but that ass was so tight babe, you had me cumming in no time. Wow you got a load down your throat and in your ass. I love how sexy you are. I need to rest for a minute though.” With that, Xavier slowly pulled his softening dick from my ass. As he did, I felt a bunch of his load ooze out of my ass and onto the bed. “Damn baby, I did cum a lot. Your ass is leaking my cum.” He rolled over on the bed next to me and pulled me into his chest. I just sat there trying to feel how open my hole was with my fingers. It was extremely wet and my hole was already getting tight again. I pulled my fingers to my face and looked at them covered in Xavier’s load. I smelled it and then licked my fingers clean. By the time I was done, I heard Xavier start to snore. I looked over at him, such a sexy man, and his dick just laying on his thigh still coated in his cum. Right then my stomach started to growl and I felt like I was about to have a bunch of cum slide out of my ass, so I got up and crept to the door. I cracked it and peaked into the den to see it empty, so I hurried to the bathroom. I sat down on the toilet and a couple of spurts of cum dribbled out. I quickly wiped myself clean and washed my hands. As I peaked back out to make sure the coast was clear, I could see the other bedroom door slightly ajar and a TV screen with porn playing. My curiosity peaked but I knew I should go back to Xavier. Then I heard Javi say, “Yes Tre, stick that huge meat stick in my pussy. I need you to knock me up again.” And then both of them grunted. I couldn’t help myself so I slowly inched myself closer to the crack in the door and peaked in. I saw Tre’s nice ass and his balls shoved up against Javi’s ass with his legs in the air. “Yeah stud, fuck me like I know you want to fuck that hot piece of ass in the other room. Tear my hole up with that big dick so you can get that seed deep in me. Rip me open so your alpha seed can make me your bitch.” I was hard hearing Javi beg for Tre’s dick. I had just come but I was hard as a rock again. I knew I should go back, but Xavier was sleeping so maybe I could watch a little more. ******* What do you guys think should happen next? I’m open to ideas.

Under standard circumstances, these STI's are confirmed with a urine test, not a blood test (on the assumption that such STI's would transfer between a man's penis and a woman's vagina, in either direction). But yes, with an possible STI spread by oral-genital contact, or genital-anal contact, a throat swab or an anal swab would be needed to detect these in a "receptive" person. This is an older article on the topic, but it's apparently still on point: [think before following links] https://www.aidsmap.com/news/may-2005/stis-will-be-missed-unless-gay-men-have-rectal-and-throat-swabs

shhhh dont let the secret out 😈

I reached back and caressed his legs and got a bit of his ass. At this moment "sub-space" had kicked in so deeply I was barely able to even remember what I was saying, was just feeling every thick inch of his manhood and feeling the slap of his balls on my ass as I got delivered the fuck of my life. Even when I was raped my very first time almost 20 years ago, no man had so passionately and yet almost violently fucked me like I was getting at that moment. "Give it to me Daddy," I begged him. "Give me your seed. Power fuck me. Breed me. Impregnate me. Mark me forever as your bitch, whore, lover, sex toy ..... just oh gawd yes .... put that cum in me," I squealed just as I felt his cock begin to jettison what felt like gallons of sperm into me. All he could do was moan my name as he felt his balls empty into my pussy. I felt my ass tighten a bit around him and for the first time I recall trying to squeeze a man's cock a bit as he drained into me. I was in total sissy bliss - pure heaven as he filled me. He pulled my head back and toward him and kissed me as we held our position and I milked his dick of every drop. After a few minutes he pulled out and put me on my back, feeling his love juice making its way slowly toward the entrance to my fuckhole as his cock lay against mine becoming slightly aroused feeling mine lying there hard, aroused and horny as sin. "You didn't cum baby," he asked me. After a quick passionate kiss I told him, "I was more intent on getting you to enjoy my pussy and enjoy fucking me than my own pleasures." Just then I heard the door to his cab open on the passenger side. I knew I'd locked it, but somehow someone was now inside the cab. My Daddy just stroked my cock with one hand and my left cheek with the other. "It's okay. This is a surprise for you. I wanted to make a dream for you come true - for Christmas," he told me. Through the curtain I could barely see someone moving about. Daddy asked then aloud, "You about ready to greet my baby, Tyrell?" A few moments later this amazing well-built stud of a black man came into the curtained off sleeper area with a bare chest and a semi-hung black cock about the size of Daddy's when he's naked and watching me change from "Kyle" into "Kylie." "Damn man looks like you already fucked your bitch," Tyrell said. "Yeah I needed to unload more than a week of sperm. But Kylie's still eager to take cock and she needs another good, hard fucking. Isn't that right, my slutty elf on my shelf?" I just smiled at Daddy, then at Tyrell, then back at Daddy. Tyrell slid behind my Daddy and around toward my head, feeding me his black cock into my mouth as Daddy toyed with my pussy and kept making my cock throb precum. Tyrell soon grew to be just as thick as Daddy, but almost an inch longer. Best guess - Daddy was definitely well over 8 inches but Tyrell had to be 9" or more, maybe even on the verge of 10". I just did my job, getting Tyrell hard and caressing Daddy's cock as he toyed with me and my little prick. "See, Kylie's never had a proper threesome or gangbang, so you're helping us to fulfill one of her two desires. Plus I know she loves BBC porn, based on her XHamster account," Daddy told Tyrell. "Damn you said she sucked great, but she's a natural. You ready to watch me destroy your woman's pussy?" Daddy just nodded. As Tyrell released his cock from my mouth I reached out for it with both hands, trying to guide it to my very empty feeling hole that now was swimming with Daddy's cum near the entrance. Still on my back I felt Tyrell get between my legs and begin feeding my pussy his cock. Gawd it felt so good to have dick inside me again! I guided Daddy over near my mouth and began giving his beautiful cock some much needed loving attention from my mouth as my "gift" began to push every last inch inside me, hitting places that had never been hit by a man before. Sub-space came over me in seconds, quickly followed by my "sissy bliss" as I moaned at the feel of him reaching points in me that had never been touched. "You're whore loves getting dick, don't she?" Daddy just smiled, enjoying my oral pleasures on his cock and watching Tyrell fully enter me balls deep. "Yeah," Daddy said, "she is quite the find. No one quite like her in this area." I just remember looking up at Daddy and feeling all sorts of warmth from giving two men so much pleasure. My cock was still hard, still spurting precum every once in a while and still hungry to cum from being fucked or from sucking cock. Daddy and I just moaned at the feel of our mutual pleasures, while Tyrell was grunting as he pounded my ass and made it into his pussy now. I was getting something incredible - two men and two wonderful cocks, as well as two distinct styles of sex. Daddy was more into the pleasure, while Tyrell was more into the anal assault. True, Daddy showed a bit of that tonight as he fucked me before Tyrell got there, but it was still very intimate and all about the two of us enjoying sex together. Tyrell, he was all about his pleasure. He'd mentioned he'd not had "boi cunt" in 2 weeks and had only stroked over some gay porn his last time waiting on a no-show at a truck stop in Illinois someplace. So I was his release and he was enjoying it. Daddy, in the meantime, was back to being hard and aroused. I think he was getting off on watching me too. "Is my gurl liking her black dick fuck? Do you like him pounding that pussy of yours?" I just batted my eyes as my mouth was full of Daddy's incredible cock and all I could do was moan from Tyrell's ass-pounding he was laying on me. "Yeah you love being my whore. You love being a slut for Daddy. I can see it in your eyes. Daddy's got himself a real catch here." I just kept moaning and sucking Daddy's cock while gripping the mattress with the other free hand enjoying my incredible non-stop jackhammer of a fuck. Tyrell then began grunting louder and louder. "Kylie's going to get her BBC seed soon. I've heard Tyrell before when he gets sex from whores and this is when he's ready to inseminate you." Tyrell just kept getting a bit louder and louder as he fucked me. Daddy pulled his dick from my mouth. "I want to hear it. Tell me what you're feeling, my slut." All I could do at this point was moan louder and louder too. I didn't know how to respond. I was just in such a deep state of bliss from this amazing fuckfest! "Tell it to me Kylie. Tell me what you love. Tell me what you want." Daddy was getting more vocal now, stroking his dick over my face as he watched me - his whore - getting another man's cock. "I .... oooohhhhh .... I want you both ........ oooohhhhhh ... cum ..... cum for me .... cum in me ...... use me ...... oooohhhhhh gaaaawwwwwdddd yessssssssss cum in me," I screamed out as both men were so close to orgasm. I got my wish - Daddy put his dick in my mouth and began to shoot wads of cum down my throat as Tyrell began to grunt even deeper and expelled his seed into me. one hand held Daddy's hips while the other reached to Tyrell to keep him in as long as possible in me. I think I actually blacked out for a few seconds - totally intoxicated by the bliss of two men cumming in me. All I know is when I came around I also had a huge load of my own sissy filth on my stomach just missing my blouse. Tyrell pulled out and Daddy began to feed me my spunk from my stomach into my mouth. I sucked on Daddy's fingers like I did his dick and just cooed over all the attention. Tyrell began to dress and I looked up at him, "Thank you Sir. You're incredible!" Tyrell finished dressing and thanked my Daddy for the use of his whore, then left. Now it was just the two of us. "So you liked Tyrell?" "Daddy, he was amazing, incredible, fantastic ..... but he's no Daddy," I replied. Daddy looked puzzled as I said those words. "He fucked me. He fucked me hard. He fucked me like no man had ever fucked me - intense, aggressive, almost like when I was raped but not as violent and forceful." Then I caressed Daddy's arm. "But you, when we fuck I know you want what I am and what I give you. There's passion, there's intensity, there's a deep carnal desire but there's also you wanting to do right for me and both of us to enjoy our sex." Daddy then responded, "So would you fuck him again?" "Only if you're watching and enjoying it. Only if you're here and I can please you. Only if ..... if," I stuttered and stammered over the last part. I could not believe I was going to say it, but then I did. "Only if you make love to me after." I pulled him to me and begged him to make love to me. Daddy wasted no time and we spoke no words after that for an entire 30 minutes of passion. I was so wet and so filled with cum that Daddy went in easily and made it a most pleasurable fuck. I took his load again and kissed him deeply as he began to pull out to clean himself. That's when he looked back at me and saw yet another load of my sperm on my belly. "When did you cum?" I replied," As you were making love to me. It was quiet. It was powerful though. I just felt it ooze from me like a warm stream as we made love." He helped me clean up and asked if I had brought a change of clothes. I told him of the bag in the front seat of my car with my "male" things and he went, got them and I changed. He told me he had one more possible run before Christmas and wanted to see if I'd be available. I told him I'd be at his beck and call if he got this way once more. I kissed him then, thank him for my "present" and we parted ways. On the drive back I found an envelope inside my console as I reached in to grab some mints to try and tide my mouth over until I got home for water or Gatorade as I was parched. I pulled off and opened it. It was a Christmas card from Daddy. "Kylie, You have made this boring trip up to Detroit and back home more meaningful than anything I'd ever imagined. use this to get a few new things and next time wear one of them for me, but not before Christmas. If I get this way on Thursday or maybe even Christmas Eve .... wear anything else festive. I want to save anything new to bring in the New Year. Thank you for making a married man forget he's going home to a prune. I almost wish I was going home to you. Daddy" I sent him a text then thanking him profusely for the incredible gift And told him I would make sure I had a festive outfit ready for whatever day he came back this way, and start buying new things for between Christmas and the New Year.

Welcome to BZ. Like you, I love taking anonymous loads. As others have said, get on PrEP asap. If you plan to stay neg, it's a must. I suggest you get over your fear that your doctor will know you're on PrEP. I believe that in this day and age all your prescriptions will show up when he pulls up your current files. All pharmacies report your prescriptions. This keeps a patient from seeing multiple doctors to get more meds than are prescribed. I had a new prescription from my sleep doctor. When I saw my HIV doctor last month, when she pulled up my current meds, this sleep medication was showing on my chart. Even though it had not been prescribed by her. And I had not reported it to her. I know PrEP is primarily used by gay and bi men. But, some str8 guys take it as well if they want to have bare sex with many women. So, it's not a confession of your sexuality if your doctor sees you're taking PrEP. As a doctor, I'd think he would be glad you're protecting yourself. Just be aware, you're still at risk for all the other STDs. I believe if you're on PrEP, you have to be checked for all STDs every 3 months. Just make sure you do get checked often.

I never exactly "got in to" bareback sex. that's just how it always was. My friend's dad had been cumming in my mouth for a few weeks when he told me he wanted to fuck my ass.The first couple of times were a struggle but very soon I craved his cock in my ass and I loved to feel him shoot his load into me. When I started topping it never occurred to me to wear a condom and I needed the skin on skin feeling that only raw fucking can give. I love that feeling when my bottom's asshole grips my cock.

Even with how many guys have dumped loads in me, and how many I’ve dumped loads into, many times not bothering to ask their status (thank you Tina 😈), I’m still NEG and only had chlamydia and gonorrhea in my ass and throat once in 2014. No symptoms either, just showed up on one of my regular screenings. Not bad considering I’m 30 now and my body count has ranged from 35-75 a year since I was 14. Only used condoms a couple of times at the request of a few guys over the years. I started off fucking raw despite all I was taught in school because when I saw Dawsons 20 load weekend at age 13, I knew that’s how I wanted my sex to be…RAW IS LAW! 😈🤤😈🤤

Holy fuck! That’s a ton of men! That’s what I strive to be like someday though 😈🤤 Very well done sir!

My sluts last gangbang party of the year was this past Sunday afternoon. We hosted a 9 guy group that fucked her slutty tranny body for 5 hours. Than we had random men in and out of the bedroom for the next 4 hours. In total I fucked her 6 times, she collected 32 loads from strangers. She's taking 2 weeks off from her slutty life to enjoy the holidays with myself and family.

Was at the bathhouse last night got fuck by a nice daddy with big cock dump nice load in me then after that had this 30 yr old take me back to his room and dump nice load in me kept both loads in me all night.

Part 5 I get back home, still higher than a kite rapidlly going though Grindr BBRT and A4A. Next guy is a nice muscular Hispanic with a fat cock! I practically beg him to come over and fuck me! He was just working out at the gym and wanted to go home and shower but I told him that a hot sweaty muscular man is my dream! He finally arrives and I’m all peeped and ready to get fucked long and hard! Suddenly my fantasy shatters when he pulls out a damn condom 😔 ... I BEG him to fuck me BB and reassure him I’m clean (I didn’t mention there were like 4 loads already in me 😈). He says condom only, so I reluctantly agree because all I want is dick in my ass! As he slides in I’m suddenly reminded why I HATE condoms! It feels painful and I can feel the barrier that’s preventing my ass from load #5! I beg him to take it off and that it’s not fun for me, but he’s adamant. Being the perverted spun cumslut I am, I decide to back off him and suck some more. While his head is tilted up and eyes closed because he’s loving what I’m doing with my mouth, I nibble the tip of the condom until I feel it split. Immediately I beg him to fuck me again and he does, not noticing the condom had a tiny hole. As he’s fucking me I can literally feel the moment it breaks and his dick is suddenly in me raw! At this point I know that if he pulls out and sees the broken condom I’m not getting his load! So I lay down flat and he goes to town on my ass, he’s fucking me so hard I start to ooze cum from my cock. He keeps fucking and I recognize that familiar feeling when a top is about to shoot, so I reach behind and pull his hips I closer and can feel him shoot his load! My hands behind me on his waist pulling him close to me, his hands on my back and neck shoving me into the couch! SUCSESS, ANOTHER LOAD 😈 When he pulls out, he realized the condom broke. For a moment he is worried, but I reassure him that it broke because of how hard he was fucking me! Suddenly he gets this demonic wild look, pulls out, removers the broken condom, and fucks me again BB!!!! This time he shot a second load within a minute, knowing he was BB! I again reassure him I’m clean and he has nothing to worry about! I look down and see the towel I laid down was full of cum, my cum! He fucked me so well I came hand free, that was something I’ve never experienced! He quickly gets dressed and leaves me laying there in pure extacy and bliss. Since I came you’d think I’d be done, but the power of T was too strong and I wanted more!!!! ... to be continued!

I heard clearly will the winner make his way down; my heart was racing. I have been fucked a lot lately, for some reason I was nervous. Sam seemed to sense it and he fed me some poppers. It seemed like it took forever. The guy finally got to me, I heard he pants drop, then he felt my ass. He finally spoke, fuck, I have wanted this ass since the first time I saw you in your pre-audition video. I was puzzled, I made a pre-audition video. He spread my checks, saying fuck that hole is beautiful and then he crotched down and began to eat my hole. I did not find him overly attractive but after seeing his bulge he was hotter than when he was at his desk. He was good at eating ass; he would come up for air and rub my hole and tell me how good I tasted. Then dive back in and he did three rounds of this, until he finally slid a finger inside and said, so fucking smooth. Then another, finally he put three inside me and finger fucked me, and I moaned. Sam fed me poppers again and told me I was doing a great job, you look amazing. All I could do is moan; the director slapped his big dick on my ass and rubbed it on my hole crack. Sam got down and kissed me and told me his dick is huge. Babe, I am going to popper you up and then go back and watch him fuck you. I want to see your hole open and wrap around the fucking huge dick. I was getting nervous again, he rubbed my back and told me it was going to be okay. It is a beautiful thing, what every boy should be doing and tonight you get to do it at least 30 times. I was not sure I understood at the time. I do know. I just thought it was about the fucking. The director pressed his huge dick against my hole, my hole resisted. Same spread my checks so allow my hole to pull apart a little and after three attempts his dick finally slides in. There was a microphone same placed near my head and every moan, grunt and whimper was being broadcast and recorded. I began to hear my every sound over the speaker. When I was in pain and tried to work through it, Sam quickly came and gave me poppers telling me I was doing such a good job. I had taken huge dicks before but this one seemed different. It hurt some, not all the time but some. I thought maybe it was just his dick was bigger than Lincolns. That must be what it is. I said Sam, fuck this is too much. Sam rubbed my chest and told me it will be okay, and it will be over soon. I ended up wising his words were true, the fucking went on for another 30 minutes and he shot inside me. The crowd cheered loudly. He held it there, he slow fucked me after he came and shot a second load and then pulled out. Fuck, it even hurt some on the way out. The crowed was still cheering. He brought the dick over to me and took off his cock ring. That thing was thicker than his cock and is what stretched me out even more. He fed me his cock and had me clean it and I sucked as much as I could while the Announcer called for the runner up when the crowd died down. Please come on down. The director said, nice you get to take a porn start tonight. I have cast him a few times with another studio, he loves white boy pussy. He stayed and waited for the guy, a black guy I soon found out with a huge dick but not was thick came down to breed me. He felt my hole and said fuck yea, you did a nice job Steve, I guess the directors name is Steve. Steve was starting to go soft, he pulled out and crotched down and lifted my head and kissed me. A hard kiss while the black guy pulled out his fingers and forcefully slammed into me. It hurt little fuck and sent pain wives through my body. I had to break the kiss I was in so much pain. I asked Steve to make him stop, announced in audio. The crowd booed; Steve consoled me by telling this guy does not last long, just hang in there. He grabbed some impact and sprayed a rag and put it in my mouth and inhaled. I lost consciousness for a few minutes, when I came to the crowd was cheering again and the BBC was pulling out of me. The guy came around and Steve lifted that BBC and had me suck him clean. It tasted funny, I later found out it was cum and blood. I sucked him cleaned and prayed that the next guy was not huge. The announcer called for the next guy, he made his way down and slide inside me and fucked me for ten minutes and shot inside me. He had to be eight inches and moderately thick. He fed me cock and I could suck him all the way with little effort. The fourth guys the was announced and came down, was an older guy I could tell from his voice. He said nice cunt and slapped his big dick on my ass. He slow fucked me for twenty minutes, all the time calling me names, dirty little slut, dirty whore, I am going to breed your dirty pussy. With this guy everything was dirty. He finally shot inside me and pulled out and said fuck that was fun and fed me his cock to suck clean. Steve had left and Sam rubbed my back while I sucked him. The announcer called for number five to come down. The old guy said, boy you are one lucky faggot. Then walked away. The guy up to my hole and slide two, then three and finally four fingers into my hole. He pressed them deep as Sam feed me poppers. The guy was stretching my hole. Then he pulled out and pressed the thickest fucking dick inside me. It was not very long but fucking huge. Sam gave me another round of impact, spraying a rag and coaching me through his entry. I zoned out again and he slowly force is way inside me. He was seven inches long and eight inches around. The guy said, fuck I like tight holes, but this is fucking ridiculous. He slowly pulled out; pain subsided. I fucking paid for this pussy, and you will take my dick boy. He lubed up some more and press again and it slide in and a little farther while I winced and whimpered. He pulled out again and then another forced stuffing and I was in so much pain the guys in the crowd were saying of fuck and holy fuck. On the eight forced entry he finally got inside me. It still hurt but the poppers helped if he did not move. He started to pull out and move around and I thought I was going to split in two. Then he motioned Sam, suddenly Sam had his hand over my mouth muffling as he put is weight into it and slammed his dick inside me. I sounded like a pig squealing, this happened three I heard clearly will the winner make his way down; my heart was racing. I have been fucked a lot lately, for some reason I was nervous. Sam seemed to sense it and he fed me some poppers. It seemed like it took forever. The guy finally got to me, I heard he pants drop, then he felt my ass. He finally spoke, fuck, I have wanted this ass since the first time I saw you in your pre-audition video. I was puzzled, I made a pre-audition video. He spread my checks, saying fuck that hole is beautiful and then he crotched down and began to eat my hole. I did not find him overly attractive but after seeing his bulge he was hotter than when he was at his desk. He was good at eating ass; he would come up for air and rub my hole and tell me how good I tasted. Then dive back in and he did three rounds of this, until he finally slid a finger inside and said, so fucking smooth. Then another, finally he put three inside me and finger fucked me, and I moaned. Sam fed me poppers again and told me I was doing a great job, you look amazing. All I could do is moan; the director slapped his big dick on my ass and rubbed it on my hole crack. Sam got down and kissed me and told me his dick is huge. Babe, I am going to popper you up and then go back and watch him fuck you. I want to see your hole open and wrap around the fucking huge dick. I was getting nervous again, he rubbed my back and told me it was going to be okay. It is a beautiful thing, what every boy should be doing and tonight you get to do it at least 30 times. I was not sure I understood at the time. I do know. I just thought it was about the fucking. The director pressed his huge dick against my hole, my hole resisted. Same spread my checks so allow my hole to pull apart a little and after three attempts his dick finally slides in. There was a microphone same placed near my head and every moan, grunt and whimper was being broadcast and recorded. I began to hear my every sound over the speaker. When I was in pain and tried to work through it, Sam quickly came and gave me poppers telling me I was doing such a good job. I had taken huge dicks before but this one seemed different. It hurt some, not all the time but some. I thought maybe it was just his dick was bigger than Lincolns. That must be what it is. I said Sam, fuck this is too much. Sam rubbed my chest and told me it will be okay, and it will be over soon. You have wanted my dick for a couple years and have been working your way up to it. You made me work so hard to get inside you I am going to take my time. He slow fucked me for twenty minutes, I started saying oh my god, I love t times and then he started to fuck me nice and slow. He had broken my ring open and now he could enjoy my ass. Sam fed me popper and I soon began to moan with enjoyment, the guy said that’s its slut. You have wanted my dick for a couple years and have been working your way up to it. You made me work so hard to get inside you I am going to take my time. He slow fucked me for twenty minutes, I started saying oh my cock, I love that cock. I felt like my hole quivered on his huge dick, Like I was Cumming from the inside. He said, this fucking slut’s pussy just came. He lasted for five more minutes and then he shot his load. He held there and then slowly pulled out and said look at the fucking gap on the boy. His hole is fucking beautiful. I will fuck it anytime. The guy came around and Sam unfasted my right wrist and let me hole or try to wrap my hand around it. I couldn’t but I was able to suck the head and lick it clean. Fuck you are a good boy. Sam went next and he would fuck me and pull out and jack and fuck me and twenty minutes later he shot. Jacking his cock into my open hole. They had the guys leave for intermission and gave me a drink and let me get up and stretch. I really thought I was done but Sam convinced me to finish. The rest of the guys are nothing. Thirty minutes later I was on the bed with my legs up and guys were feeding me their cock in my mouth and ass. The rest of the dicks were mostly small in comparison, I took twenty-five on my back in my ass and mouth. I thought I was done. They moved me to the sling and gave the first five an opportunity to fuck me again. Two of them had left, it left the director, the fat dicked guy and the black guy. The Black guy passed, he does not that cummy of a hole. The director said he wanted to go last so the fat dicked guy came over and fucked my ass making moan and beg for his cum. He kept making me say that I loved his big dick in my hole and then I wanted him to cum inside him. He said, tell me you are a whore. I am a whore, Sir. Tell me you are a dirty little pussy wanting a dirty top guy to breed you. I am a dirty pussy wanting a dirty top guy to breed me. He could not hold out after that and shot his load inside me. The director stepped up and told me he was glad he was the first and last cock inside me. He fucked me deep and long, telling me what a beautiful little boy I was. He told me if I ever wanted a daddy, he could give me a great life. He was swinging me back and forth on his big dick and all I could say is please fuck me daddy. Please, I need that huge cock and load. Please! With that he pounded my hole as cum continued to come out all over his dick and shoved deep and shot the last load of the night inside me. Sam stepped up and slide a but plug inside me. The crowd left and once they were all gone Sam helped me up and took me to the shower and helped me get dressed. Once I was dressed and Sam’s number in his pocket, he walked me out to Bryce. When we arrive, Sam held me as the director and Bryce were settling up payment for the night. I was worn out! Even in my state I heard the director say that is $12,000 for appearing and $18,000 for the first five guys. Here is $30,000. Here are three numbers they have agreed to purchase him for a night next week after his hole closes. They will pay 10,000.00 but only before, not after and he winked. Sam helped me to the car and Bryce got in and put his hand on my leg and told me what an amazing bottom I was. He brough me home and tucked me into bed and I feel asleep. I woke up around 7 PM and Jeff was not around. It is a good thing I needed to shower. I showered and got dressed and went out to the pool, Jeff was not there. I l knocked on Bryce’s door and nothing. I called Jeff’s number; it went to voicemail. I waited by the pool and an hour later Jeff and Bryce come in from grabbing a beer, laughing and joking and he said babe you are awake. Bryce said you were not feeling well and needed some sleep. Let me tuck you back in and you can get some more sleep. We headed back inside, he tucked me in, and I feel asleep. I was out for the rest of the night, I thought I heard the front door at 4 Am, then the bathroom and Jeff crawled into bed. I asked him if he was getting in, and he said no, just had to use the restroom. I kissed him and his teeth were brushed, and he was freshly showered. I could not help but thing he and Bryce hooked up. I tossed and turned and tried to convince myself that that was not the case. I looked for his clothes from last night, but I could not find them. He went to work, and I tried not to focus on it, but it kept flashing through my mind.

I rushed to the store and purchased condoms and headed to Bryce’s place feeling a little guilty that David convinced me to take loads for him. When I arrived, Bryce answered the door in a great mood. Boy you now have two more shoots. The first will be much like what you have already done, and the second will be a little different. You need to be at the first shoot in two days and your final shoot in five day and I leave two days after that. I wondered when the best time would be to ask when I would see some money. I decided he would tell me when he wanted me to know. He came over and kissed me with more than just lips and it was amazing. Fortunately, I purchased breath mints with the condoms, and he did not taste the cum on my breath. He told me that he had heard from the dad and son, and he would let them, and the big hung guys fuck me before he left town. He had me sign the papers for the two shoots. I was signing the one had nothing odd but the second had a second, I had to initial that stated that the bottom is neg and is aware and the rest was blocked off. Another second had me initial that the bottom is not currently on PreP. I thought that was odd, but I signed it and then he kissed me deep again. Then he said, will you let me make love to you? I said Yes! He looked at me funny and I said Yes Sir! I went home and cleaned out and up and came back in 30 minutes after he had scanned and faxed the papers for the shoot and when I got back, he was naked except for some shorts with no underwear. He met me at the door and made out with me and led me to the bedroom and kissed my body all over and slide into me and fucked me so lovingly. I was loving his dick while I rode him and he asked me if I asked you to go with me and me my boyfriend, would you leave Jeff and go with me? I was still bouncing on his dick, and I said, yes! Be my boy and take my cum every day and anyone else I pick to fuck you? Yes, Sir that is what I want Sir. He pulled me down and fucked my ass hard and came inside me. Then he became cold again and said I better get back to Jeff before he founds out what we are up to. I do not want him to get in the way of our plans. I got up and got dressed and headed home. I felt like something was off, but I liked what he said. My evening went well, and Jeff fucked me since I got the condoms, and we feel asleep. The next morning went like all morning, but I got a text from Bryce that he needed to see me. I went over and he said, there is one more paper for the second shoot, he kissed me hard, and I signed it without looking but got a glance after signing. He had a release and hold harmless for converting to HIV positive. I had to ask; he said no that says if you do not that you will. I was relieved and he made out with me again. This is the first time he did not get mad at me ; I had to believe him. He grabbed my hand and led me into the bedroom. He made love to me again and shot another load inside me and told me we would be together for ever. Then he kissed me and told me no more fucking till the porn shoots. I went home and finished more schoolwork; I was behind. I was making great progress, but that paper kept creeping back into my thoughts. I wanted to believe him, but I was having some doubts. The next morning after Jeff left, we had an interview at Fraternity x, I passed the HIV test and the screen test, and they said I was perfect for the double penetration scene they could not get one of the guys to do. They set it up for tomorrow and asked if I wanted to be a fluffer today and do screen test with some tops they were screening for another porn group. Bryce said he would love to, and the director said great. Let’s get him into something more fitting and we have guys coming the next several hours. He will be paid $300 each top he helps screen. I heard him say as I left the room that the kid may not be able to take them all but see what he can do, they are huge. They took me clean out and then to wardrobe and gave tight jock straps and a tank top. The first top would be there in 20 minutes and as soon as he passed his HIV test the screening could start. Forty minutes later I entered the room with this beast of a guy. He had to be six foot seven inches and he was all tatted up they told me to go unleash his dragon. I went over and rubbed his crotch and unzipped his pants and then unbuttoned them and his underwear were already tented, and it looked huge. I pulled them down and out came a thick 11-inch dick. It was thick like a beer can. I sucked him as he held my head and pressed me down on his big dick. I could only take seven inches He fucked my mouth, eventually getting 8 inches inside. Then he pulled out and picked me up and I was soon in his arms while he made out with me and had his fingers in my hole stretching it. He brought one of them back and took a break from kissing to have me suck his finger and then he went back to my hole. Soon the other hand and I suck those, and he went back to my hole while he made out with me, I could feel him sliding two fingers from each hand inside me. He was finger fucking me with four fingers. The director had to speak up and remind him that this is not the fisting audition just fucking. He broke the kiss and said OKAY but he would make a great fisting bottom. The director agreed and he went back to kissing me. The beast broke the kiss and laid me on the couch on all four and he got behind me and began to eat my hole. Fuck he had a huge tongue and tongue fucked me deep and spit all over my hole. Some staff handed me some poppers and sprayed impact on a rag and after lining up his huge cock, I inhaled the impact and he slide inside me slow and deep and when I came around, he was almost all the way inside me. Fuck I was so full, he pulled out a little and pushed back in. He pulled out slowly and told me to hit the poppers and I did and lubed up some more and rubbed some elbow grease on my hole and inside it. Then he lined up and pressed his big dick back in my hole and got almost nine inches inside me. This continued until he was balls deep inside me. He fucked my ass and told me what a great cunt I had. He called me his boy, said he loved fucking his boy cunt and twenty minutes in he shoved in deep and came inside me. He had me lay on the couch and he fed me his cock to clean off as he pulled my legs up and there, I was spread eagle with my little cock rock hard and he reached down and slide four fingers in my hole. He finger fucked me for three minutes and I shot my load all over my stomach. He pulled them out and made me suck them clean. He turned to the director and told him I needed to be his fisting bottom for a film. I will make a note of that the director said, I will need to clear it with his agent. Now you two go hit the showers. I hopped up and the tall guy and I went to the showers. I clean up and when I came out, he was standing there. He leaned down and kissed me and told me how beautiful I am. I want you to come to my place sometime. Like a date. I said really. He said yes, you are so fucking cute, and you have the best ass in town. Text me right now so I do not loose contact with you, I left my number on your jock next to your phone. I plugged his number in my phone while he watched but I did not have his name. Lincoln is my name. I put it in and send him a text and he leaned in and kissed me and told me we were going to have so much fun together. He left and I headed back into the director's room, and he asked if I was up for the second, I took huge dicks four of them in all that day. It was hot but my ass was a little sore. All in all, Bryce was happy with me; Bryce made $1,200.00. We headed home and I got a text from Lincoln, and he wanted to have me over for a date on Friday. Text him back and told him I would have to check and get back to him but yes, I wanted a date with him. Bryce asked who that was, and I told him it was Jeff and he seemed to be okay with that. When we got back Bryce kissed me and told me he was glad I was going with him, and we could build a new life together. I again loved the words, but they did not seem true. He kissed me and asked me if I loved him, I did not know it, but I said yes! It came out so quickly. OMG boy, all this time I thought you were playing hard to get, he kissed me and held me for thirty minutes and talked about all his plans for us. When I left, I thought maybe it is true. I jacked off thinking about that big beast who fucked me and fingered my hole making me cum when I got back to my place. Jeff and I had a great night and he told me he would be gone Sunday through Thursday. I had the shoot tomorrow on Tuesday and the other shoot on Thursday and Bryce said he would leave on Saturday, and he wanted to take me with him. My head was so confused and there was David. Fuck, what am I going to do? We feel asleep and holding each other and woke up a little late. Jeff showered first and then I did and cleaned out, he said goodbye through the door. I toweled off and headed to Bryce’s place. I ended up being right one time. He kissed me hard and said we had to go, we drove to the studio, and they had me right back and said the test from the other day would be fine. Bryce seemed relieved. They took me to wardrobe and soon I was on stage with some hung guys, and they were fucking me; it turned into a double penetration gangfuck and they all came inside me. The entire event was less pleasant the first one, but they paid $3,000 for the event. I showered to get ready to leave and I came up to Bryce and the director talking and Bryce told him I was scheduled for the risky event. Bryce sent me to the car, and I later found out that the director asked if I was on PreP and Bryce told him no. They had two shoots, one with a guy on PreP and one without. The one without paid three times as much. The kid is getting $12,000 for the shoot. Does he know, the director asked? Fuck no, he signed all the paperwork but did not read it. Fuck dude, love to watch that in real time if you are good with it. Sure bud, I will tell him you are scouting him out for another porn. The director said, yea the fisting one. They both laughed. Bryce got to the car, and I asked him what they were talking about. He said you, beautiful. The director has taken a liking to you and wanted to come to your next shooting and watch you to see if you are a good fit for another film he is doing. OMG really? Yes, he thinks you are a star. All the way home I was on cloud nine. Bryce even held my hand; I really do love him. We made it back and he told me he was really looking forward to the next shoot, he said that I should rest my hole, so he unzipped and let me suck him off gently and show him my skills and he came in my mouth. He kissed me gain and sent me home to rest. I received another text from Lincoln telling me he could not stop thinking about me. I text him back that I too had been thinking about him, but it looked like Sunday would be the best night or even Monday. He texts back and said Sunday it is. He texts me his address and I said what time? He said how about 6PM and I said I would be there. Here I was making a date when I told Bryce that I would leave with him. Fuck, I have no idea what is going to happen. If I leave with Bryce, I will just have to cancel, I guess. Soon Jeff came home with flowers, we kissed, he wanted to go for a swim, so we did, and Bryce came out to join us. Bryce was far flirtier with Jeff this time and they were chatting a lot more. I thought I saw Bryce put his hand on Jeff’s ass in the pool. We all went in for the evening and had a drink together and played a drinking game and I soon was drunk off my ass and about to pass out and Jeff helped me into bed. When I woke up at 2 AM Jeff was no in bed and when I went outside to see if he was Bryce’s place, they were both by the pool talking. I waved and Jeff said good night and came back in. We curled up in bed and went to sleep. We woke up late again and I went over to Bryce’s place to say Hi. I was a little lost and horny. I asked him if the dad and the son would be up for some afternoon fun. He said, I like the initiative. Let me find out, I love a horny boy. He said, they are harmless supper thing dicked guy so you can take them but no other dick before tomorrow’s big event. You excited? Yes, Sir and a little nervous. No need to be boy, you are a pro, you have had more then 50 men have fucked you. You are an amazing bottom now. Thank you, Sir. Now go home and get some schoolwork done before I break our rule and fuck the shit out of you. I went home and did schoolwork, Bryce text at 1 PM and said the dad and son were available. I was excited, I tried to stay focused on my work. He texts me they would be there at 2:45 so come at 2:30 boy. I told him I would be there, and I looked the clock continuously making sure I was not late. I got in the shower at 2:00 can leaned up and out and headed over. When I got there, I undressed, and Bryce put the cage on me. Handed me a jock and the blindfold and told me to enjoy myself. It will be the last time these guys can fuck you since we are leaving. Lol I thought the lol was odd but was still excited. It seemed like it was the kids first time and wanted to see how he was the second time and if he could last longer. I was on my knees at 2:40 and two minutes later they were there. This time the son went right for my ass and began to eat it. His dad fed my mouth and fucked my throat. The boy ate away and slipped his tongue in my hole. He seemed to love it, then he lubed up and pressed his dick inside me and fucked me for ten minutes and shot his load in me. He pulled out and came around and said fucking clean my dick you faggot. I sucked his cock clean, and he fucked my throat. They switched off and on and the boy kept calling me a fag whore and fucking slut and he gave me four load that time and his dad three. It was so hot; all their loads went in my ass this time. They paid up, $400.00 again ad they left. I took off my blindfold and told Bryce how hot that was, and he agreed and fed me his dick and fucked my throat till he came. Then he said babe, you need to get home and be ready for Jeff. I like the guy and do not want him to find out about us. I went back to my place and waited for my boyfriend and while I was waiting, I got a text from David and Lincoln. Fuck, this was crazy. I text David and he had some guys who need an ass and I had to decline but told him next week, Lincoln sent me a picture of his dick and the huge load he shot thinking of me. Fuck, that was hot. I text him back that it should be inside me and his reply was when you are my boy it will be!

I woke up after a nice evening with my boyfriend and headed over to Bryce’s place where he kissed me on the lips again but this time it was a little longer. Shock waves again, fuck why does he keep doing that. He had the fuck bench there and he helped me onto it. He fed me his cock till the guy arrived but when Bryce went to the door, I heard more than the guy's gruff voice. Just like you said. $1,000.00 and I can bring a couple friends. Fuck, there were three of them. Already knew that the big guys were good for three loads. Bryce came over and slapped my ass and told me that your favorite fuck brough his brother and a friend to fuck your hot cunt. Be a good boy ad show these men a good time. I said I would Sir, not that I had a choice. The guy who had fucked me spread my hole to show the other two men and then bent down and ate it. Fuck he was good at that. One of the guys, it must have been his brother came around and fed me his cock and it was huge so I knew it must have been his brother. I sucked it as well as I could. His brother was eating my ass so well I was moaning like crazy. The guy with his dick in my mouth turned to Bryce and said, your whore loves his cunt eaten from the looks of it. I want a turn before we wreck him. His brother came up for air and took a break and the friend feed me his cock, I soon found out that both brothers eat a mean ass. Fuck he had me moaning also. He may have been even better than his brother. It took me a while to figure it out, but his tongue was harder and longer than his brothers and when he would tongue fuck my hole it feels amazing. He ate me for ten minutes and then took a break and asked if the friend waned some. His friend passed and he went back down and ate me for another five minutes. Then they offered my hole to their friend who had a nice 8-and-a-half-inch dick. He pulled out and came around and slide inside me without just spit for lube. He fucked me for ten minutes while I sucked one of the huge cocks and he came inside me. The cock I was sucking pulled out and took his place while his brother fed me poppers. I heard the other guy say thanks and goodbye and the door close. One of the brothers the one at my ass lubed up and pressed slowly inside me. It feels so amazing, he slow fucked me for five minutes, but he could have done it all afternoon. Then he picked up the pace and fucked me like he meant it. After twenty minutes of going back and forth he finally shoves in deep and grunts loudly. His brother takes his place and hands the poppers to him to feed me and he slides right in and fucked me hard for ten minutes and shots his load. They switched off and on for two hours and they both gave me three loads each. The guy who paid, that first guy who fucked me got down and kissed me after hie brother dressed and left and after he paid. He made out with me for five minutes and then said, boy if you ever need a daddy; I will take you any day. It is hard to find a bottom who can take dick like you. I have a lot of money and can take care of you. Then he kissed me hard and left. I was beat, I was waiting for Bryce to let me down, but he said there was another guy coming. When the guy got there, he asked how many loads? Bryce said seven. Fuck, the dude said, I said I would pay you $20.00 for each load. The guy got down and played with my hole and finger it and then licked the cum off and then started eating and sucking on my hole. Bryce came up and feed me poppers and told me to push, let the boy have that cum. So, there was a young guy sucking and swallowing my cum. Hot, I pushed, and he got some cum and then Bryce told me to do it again and over the next thirty minutes the guy ate the cum out of my ass, then when he was satisfied, he came around and got in front of me and kissed me. Then he said, dude, I love your ass and any time you have cum in you I want to suck it out. He stood up and fed me his cock, nice fat seven inches and let me suck a load out of him. I swallowed it and then he kissed me again. My name is David, I work at the coffee shop around the corner. Bryce stopped in and said now none of that. He collected David money and told him that he would let him know when the boy has cum to eat out. Bryce felt my hole and then came around and fed me his cock and I sucked him, and he fucked my throat and came down it. He let me up and sent me home early. I had work to do for school anyway. Felt amazing but I could not help but sneak off to see if David was working. I asked at the counter and this cute 5’11 dark haired guy came out and said I am David. I introduced myself and said you asked me to stop by. He looked perplexed and then said oh. Yes, I wanted to get your number. I have some guys who are always looking for bottoms so I can suck their hole. Would you be up for that? I told him yes, but in a week or so. David gave him his number and told me to text him. He leaned in and kissed me right there in the coffee shot a big wet kiss. Dud you would make the perfect boyfriend. Make sure you text me. I went back to my place and jacked off thinking about David and how hot he was. I feel asleep and woke up to my boyfriend coming home. I woke up and met him at the door and gave him a kiss and then headed for the shower. I felt my hole and it was still loose there would be no fucking tonight. We had dinner and before bed Jeff asked about the condoms and I told him I completely forgot. Let me do that first thing in the morning. I am tired tonight and I just need some sleep. I really was tired. He held me and we slept all night like that. Woke up in the morning and when I got to Bryce’s place, he had a bunch of papers for me to sign. I hardly looked at them and just singed them. One had Fraternity x and the other had dirty man sex XXX. He gave me a HIV test and we waited for the results. He asked me what Liked about the last video shoot. I told him that having all those guys inside me made me horny and having them use me like you do was hot. So, you like being used, don’t you? I said yes, Sir. Good boy, I knew that from the first time I bet you and I am glad you finally realize it. You know you and your boyfriend will not work out, don’t you? He is too vanilla for you. I was silent, I know you already know this because you are silent. You need a man like me that knows you are a dirty little whore. You are a dirty little whore aren’t you boy? Yes, I am sir. This is progress boy. Your results are in, and I can take a picture and send it off to the two studios. Hopefully we will get invited for a scene before leave. He started the screen and had me watch the last video that I did, the guys were so hot and hung and they wrecked me. You have never seen yourself in a video and how slitty you truly are inside. No Sir. You are a whore, correct? I hesitated and then said, yes, Sir I am a whore. A dirty whore he said. Bryce said today, you have the day off. Rest boy let that hole close, I am going to make a few calls to see if we can line up a photo shoot. I went back and got a ton of work done in the morning and then at noon I went to the coffee shop and asked for David, and he was not working today. I could not help it, but I text him. He texts back and asked what I was doing? I text nothing. He wrote good, four tops are looking for a bottom to load. You interested? I would love toeat their cum out of you. I text back that I was not sure he just text me his address and told me to be there in 30 minutes. Fuck, I showered again and cleaned out to be sure and headed over. David answered the door and gave me a huge kiss. I hot to David’s and he met me at the door and gave me a huge kiss. Then pulled out his dick and had me suck it and he soon shot his first load of the day. He said it is always good to drain your balls before one of these. He handed me a blindfold and some poppers and a jock, but I was already wearing one. Let me text the guys that you are here. Get ass up on the autumn and let me eat your hole till the guy in the building gets here. David started eating my hole, the best so far, he loved hole. Then I heard the door, the guy came in and said fuck David, you have a hot bottom for us today. The guy came around and fed me his big dick. Had to be nine inches and med thickness. I sucked his dick while David ate my ass like a pro. Then they traded places. David fed me his cock and the guy started to fuck my ass. Great cunt you got use today. Definitely want to use this once again, as he fucked me another guy arrived, and David let him take his place and I sucked his nice fat eight-inch dick and soon the guy from the building shot his load inside me. He slapped my ass and David ate my hole for a minute or two and then the guy in my mouth took his place and fucked me for fifteen minutes and shot his load. David quickly licked and ate my hole for the next ten minutes sucking that cum out and soon I heard the door and there were two voices. Here is the slut you told us about. Nice! One took my ass and one my mouth and the guy in my hole fucked me hard for ten minutes and shot his load inside me and then made me clean it off and the other guy waiting for David to finish his cleanup and then he fucked me ass for twenty minutes and shot his load inside me. David went to work and their loads as they thanked him and left. David took my blindfold off and kissed me deep, then he laid on the floor and had me sit on his face as he sucked and ate my hole, ten minutes later he had me get dressed and we made out on the sofa. He kept telling me that I was the one, he would love to have me. Don’t you want a boyfriend who knows you love dick and cum inside and someone who wants to be the one to suck and eat the cum from you. The way he descried it made me hard. He said, it is time for me to get your load, he stood me up and pulled my shorts down and sucked my hard little dick and five minutes later I shot my load in his mouth. There you go babe! Text me that you made it home safe. I was on cloud nine on the way home until I got a text from Bryce. Where the fuck are you, I need you to come here and sing more papers and you are not at home. I text him I was at the store and would be there shortly, I had buy condoms for Jeff and him.

OMG OMG OMG you guys! Been lusting after this out of state guy on BBRT for YEARS. He comes to CT a couple of times a year to visit family and we have never been able to make the timing work to get together. He has a huge partially cut cock, and in about 2 hours he's finally gonna be breeding me with it. Sooooo excited!

Loving the story so far. Thank you so much for writing it. Looking forward to the next instalments. (I'd love to see more leather / beatings incorporated in the story; of course, the story is perfect as it is.)

Thanks for reading and commenting! Hope you enjoy Chapter 5 Dad and I made out for what felt like a while before we took a pause long enough to catch our breath. Dad lifted his head slightly and we looked deep into each others eyes silent except for our soft panting. The look on dads face was something i hadnt really seen before. Like he was concentrating hard to memorize my face. "Are you ok dad?" I realized he had asked me if I was ok but i wasnt sure how he was feeling about what was happening. "Yeah Coop. This is so much better than what I was even hoping for when I came here tonight." "Yeah me too dad." "Good." He paused and looked hesitant about saying what he was thinking. "Youre ok that I'm...." "What? My dad?" He looked relieved that I said it instead of him. "Yeah. It's not really how these things go usually and..." This time I wasnt sure what he was getting at. "And what?" "I guess we havent been the closest since your mom and i split and these past couple weeks have been great Coop. I dont want anything to mess that up. Just as we are getting close again." What I saw earlier, the lust on his face, was replaced by what i realized was love. He meant it. He wanted us to be close as father and son and didnt want to ruin what we had been developing before we both entered this bathhouse and this room tonight. But it was this realization that made me realize something else. "Dad i dont want anything to mess that up either. and i actually dont want anyone else to be my first because i want it to be with someone i really love and trust." "Is that why you came to a bathhouse tonight? To have your first time with someone you love and trust?" We both chuckled. "I didnt know what was going to happen. im just glad you were here." "Me too Coop." "So....can we....keep doing stuff?" Like a light switch the look of lust came back and he dove back into a long passionate kiss. I wrapped my arms and legs even more tightly around him as we moaned into each others mouths. Like my dad, this was so much more than I ever thought would happen when I came here. The feeling of my dads weight on top of me holding me so tightly with his strong arms, his chest pressed against mine and his hard cock grinding against mine our precum mixing and pooling on my abs. We were only getting hotter by the second. Without warning dad pulled himself out of our kiss and the lock that our bodies had on each other. He kneeled on the bed and i noticed his cock rock hard with a string of precum lengthening its way down to the mattress. He took a breath and then got out of the bed to reach for the pipe and lighter again. "You good to do a little more Coop?" I had propped myself up on my elbows to get my breath back again. I noticed that my hard cock was glistening with our combined precum. I dont know how i hadnt blown a huge load already but whatever control my body had was working out. I wanted this to last. "Sure dad." "You still feeling those last hits or did you come down from them already?" Dad was heating the pipe for his hit. "I dont think im fully down from them but im definitely not where i was when i first did it." Dad took his hit blowing out a big cloud up towards the ceiling. Seeing that made my cock flex. "Well lets see if we can get you back there." A look of mischief was in his smirk as he handed me the pipe and heated it when i put it to my mouth. "Just keep taking in the smoke until i pull the torch away. That's it. Keep going." This was going to be a big hit I could tell. He was holding the lighter under the pipe longer than either of us had so far. But I did as he said and just kept taking in the smoke, feeling my lungs fill. "Now when I stop dont let the smoke out yet. Hold your breath until I tell you ok?" I nodded and he pulled the lighter away. I handed him the pipe and held my breath as he sucked in the remaining smoke from the pipe. Even before he told me to let it out I could feel the hit running from my lungs through my body. It was like the power was being turned on in my body and I could feel it being activated. "Ok Coop. Go ahead and let it out." I blew out the hit and that power went straight through my cock making it leak even more. Dad was taking another hit and I could see it going through him too. "You do this stuff a lot?" Dad handed me the pipe again and lit it. "Nah. Special occasions I guess. I bring it with me here because it makes everything a little more fun." There was that smirk again. There was something about it that was turning me on even more. "I'm happy to get to be the one to introduce you to it. Make things fun for the both of us." He pulled the lighter away. "Ok, hold it." I did. He nodded after some time and i let it go feeling that wave hit me again. "Nice cloud Coop. One more now ok?" I put the pipe to my mouth again and began taking in my third hit when he lit the lighter. " Lets make this a good one. Sit up straight. I want your lungs to be completely filled." Dad wasnt kidding. This was by far the longest he had me taking in the smoke from the pipe. When it felt like my lungs had filled and couldnt take anymore, I looked up at him and nodded. He took the lighter back and I held the hit in. He took the pipe and as he lit it said, "Hold it in until I finish taking my hit ok?" I nodded and watched as he took his hit. It was long and it almost felt like he was prolonging it to keep my hit in. Just as before I could feel the hit already working through me but with a little more intensity this time. And then I could feel it starting to reach lower. Dad pulled the pipe away from his mouth and I let a massive cloud out into the space. The hit went straight to the spot I was beginning to feel stir as I held the smoke in my lungs. My hole. Dad held his hit in too and put the pipe and lighter back into the bowl of condoms and lube. He turned to me and his eyes widened as he saw that I was stroking my cock which felt like it had gotten bigger and thicker and with my other hand I began to reach under my balls to touch the spot that was beginning to call for attention. I could tell dads focus wasnt on my cock anymore but on what he couldnt see from that angle: my finger reaching for my hole. It was likely an awkward sight because i was still sitting fully upright and reaching under myself clearly with no idea what i was doing. When I looked up I saw on my dads face a look that was the combination of his lust and his mischief. When I reached and touched the outside of my hole I moaned just slightly and surprised myself at how good it felt. I hadnt explored my hole before. Jerking off had always been enough. Dads eyes somehow got even bigger at the sound and sight of me. "Why dont you get up on the bed on all fours?" I froze for a moment. What was he asking? What was he thinking about doing? "It's ok. I want to get a look at that hole. I think I can help you feel really good." His voice was never so seductive as now. "I promise. If you dont like anything that we do we will stop. You just say the word. Ok, Coop?" He was right. If I was going to do anything it would be safest with him. I nodded and got up to my knees on the bed. I heard dad fumbling against the door as I positioned myself with my head by the pillows. "Lets do the other way. Turn around and face the foot of the bed." I turned my body and saw that dad had opened the door fully. "Where you going?" I sat back down on my knees. "Nowhere. I just needed some air. Its getting a little stuffy in here dont you think?" I guess it did. I went with it and he moved toward the bed behind me. As I got back up on all fours I noticed that I could see out and anyone passing by could look in and see my face. Did dad want people to see us? I felt dads hands pulling my ass cheeks apart. I looked over my shoulder and he looked from my hole to my eyes. He smiled and then moved to pull me up to him so my back was against his chest. I could feel his hard wet cock rubbing against my back and ass crack. He wrapped his arms around my chest and put his mouth to my ear. "You feel so good Coop" he whispered. "I have to taste your hole son. I need to taste my sons hole." Fuck I thought as I moaned at his words. This was twisted the way he was referring to me as his son. He never called me son. He really only ever called me Coop, not even Cooper, so calling me that now must be turning him on, I thought. That made my cock flex. I guess I liked it too. He slowly brought me back down to the all fours position never allowing his chest to lose contact with my back. Then he lifted himself off me and I felt his hands spreading my cheeks apart again. I heard him say under his breath, "Smooth hole." And then I could feel the bed shift as he moved. Before I could turn to see what he was doing, I felt the tip of his tongue tap and then lick the very center of my tight hole. "Oh fuck dad!" There was nothing I had ever felt that I could compare this to. Dads tongue slowly explored the outside of my hole with just the tip of his tongue and every so often brushed over my hole with it. That tingling I was feeling when I took my last hit was multiplied by a hundred whenever dads tongue made contact with skin. A thousand when it slipped across my hole. My moans were uncontrollable. "You like the feeling of your dad eating out your hole?" I looked back over my shoulder and saw dad bent down looking up at me from my ass. "Yeah dad. That's amazing." "I was hoping you would like it." He gave my hole another lick and I moaned again. He smiled. "Can I keep going?" "Oh please dad yes. Keep going!" In response I felt dads tongue touch my hole again but my soft moan turned much louder when I felt it for the first time push into me. "Ooooooohhhhh fuck dad! That feels....oh.....fuck....yeah" I could feel dads tongue press into my hole. If just touching the outside made me tingle, this was making me writhe around from the pleasure. Dad had to hold my hips and still at times he had trouble controlling my movement as he ate my hole out for what must have been at least 10 minutes. He was helping me discover what true pleasure was and it was too much to contain. "Oh dad yes that feels good." "Fuck yeah I love role play." I looked up and saw that two guys were standing in the doorway. The moment dad started eating my ass, I had forgotten the door was even open. I was freaked out at first seeing these two guys watching us, but they were obviously enjoying it as both their towels were very obviously tenting. I recognized one of the men as the one I made eye contact with in one of the halls when dad and I came back to the room. He somehow looked even hotter than I remembered. He said to the other guy, "Yeah love a good dad son scene." Thats when dad lifted his face out of my ass. "You hear that son? Sounds like they like what they see. You guys enjoying the show?" I didnt look back at dad only up at the door to see their reaction. I noticed that both looked at dad for the first time getting a clear view of his face and then looked quickly at me. I knew what they were thinking as the recognition hit them almost simultaneously. The guy I recognized reached for his cock. "Oh shit. Fuck, you guys. Fuck the role play when you have the real thing!" He pulled his towel off and began stroking his hard cock. His friend continued as dad when back to eating my hole.

I got dressed and started to leave, fuck boy do I have to teach you everything. Get over here and ask me what time you need to report to me. I came back and said, Sir, what time should I be here Sir? He said 11 AM boy. Do not be late., there will be severe consequences if you are. Then he kissed me again on the check and he said get the fuck out of here. I went home and I was afraid to come out. When my boyfriend got home, he stopped and talked to Bryce. They talked for ten minutes and when he came in, he gave me a big kiss and spoke. I invited Bryce for dinner. Let’s make him something nice. He is such a nice guy and I want to make sure he feels welcome. I panicked and almost died. I have his cum in me and now he is coming to dinner. Fuck, this is not good. We went to the kitchen and decided to have pork chops, I already asked, and he eats pork. We cooked together and made out and had some fun in the kitchen and then 6PM came and Bryce knocked at the door. He made small talk with my Jeff and chatted me up a little and asked me how my day was. He fucking knew how my day was, I had to lie and say I had a good day and got a lot of schoolwork done. He said, bet it was a hard day, but did you learn anything. I said yes, I did learn a lot and I almost said Sir, but I caught myself. I went to the kitchen and Jeff and Bryce shot the shit and got everything ready and set the table. Dinner is ready, Jeff was asking Bryce about his life, and he shared he has bounced around and is currently unemployed. Looking for a job when I get back but if I find one here, I am going to stay. This place interest me and I have found someone I would like to get to know here. It is just starting out, but I think we are off to a great start. Don’t get me wrong but the last young guy I dated needed lots of instruction and I am starting to feel I may be instore for that very same thing but last time it paid off and I am sure it will this time. I knew he was talking about me and fuck, he needs to go home and never come back wherever he came from. The night went on way too long and Bryce finally was gettering ready to leave and Jeff looked at me and told me he had to work till 7PM tomorrow night some corporate meeting. Fuck, why did he have to tell me in front of Bryce. Bryce winked at me and said his goodbyes and went tohis place and we went to bed, and I feel asleep in Jeff’s arms. Like clockwork, Bryce was by the pool doing his yoga and then he sat by the pool texting. It was 8:30 and Jeff was about to leave for work. Bryce chatted him up as he left and then went into his place. I heard some commotion around 10:30 but thought it was the maintenance man. I got ready, cleaned out and headed over to Bryce’s place right at 11. Bryce opened the door and had me come inside and right in the foyer and told me the get undressed and after I did, he placed my cage on me. The bright blue one. I walked into the living room and there was some padded table that looked like a sawhorse. He told me he bought this for me. I thought WTF, he said let me help you onto it. He lifted me and laid me on the fuck bench and placed my feed in leather restraints and fastened them. He again took some pictures of my ass and me on the fuck bench and one even of my as he spread my checks with one hand. He left me there as he loaded the pictures I later found out on a website. He came I front of me while he was on the phone and fed me his cock to suck. I started sucking it, it was the first time I enjoyed sex with Bryce. He texts back and forth and then finally put the phone down. I continued to suck his dick and I heard a knock on the door and voices. There is he is Bryce said. I soon felt hands on my ass and then my checks were spread, and someone was eating my hole. I began to moan, fuck, I Iove having ass being eaten. This guy was good is all I thought. Then Bryce came oi front of me. Good little whore, I went to suck his dick and he pulled away. He instead slipped a blindfold on, the guy eating my ass stopped a couple minutes later and came in front of me and bent down and lifted my head and began to kiss me just as another guy dove into my ass and ate my hole better than the guy I am now kissing. The guy kissing me broke off after French kissing me for three minutes and started feeding me poppers, the buy in back tongue fucked me deep a couple more minutes and then slapped his big dick on my ass. The guy up front said boy, I am big and what your about to take is even bigger. He had me so peppered up, here I was with two random strangers, and I was about to get fucked by one of them, probably both. The guy behind me slid a finger, then another quickly inside me. He fucked my hole and told Bryce. What a great cunt I have. I told you is all Bryce said. The guy in front of me had gotten undressed by this time and fed me his fat eight-inch dick. I had to really stretch my mouth to get around him. Then the third finger and he twist around and back and forth. Then he pulled out his fingers and pressed his fat head on my hole. He pressed hard and it went nowhere, the guy in front got poppers and had me inhale and the fingers were put in but this time he worked up to four fingers in me. Then I heard the spay and a rag was put in my mouth. I inhaled and the guy behind me lined up and pressed his dick hard and it popped inside me, and he slid in about 7 inches. I was so full, be pulled out and pressed inside and kept doing it till he got eight inches in me. He was not moving that much since I was still tight. I heard the spray and again with the rag, when I came to the guy behind me was all the way inside me and I felt his pubes on my ass. The guy inside of me told Bryce it was like fucking a virgin's ass. He slowly pulled his dick out of me, and I could breathe better. Then I felt something up my hole and it was wet, then the guy slid his dick back in my hole and the wetness let him go faster but it did not make it any more fun for me, but it was less painful. The guy fucked me for what seemed like thirty minutes. Then he shot his load inside me. He shook and shook and then slowly snake his dick out. The guy in front went around and slide his fingers in my hole and the guy who fucked me bent down and told me what a hot fuck I was, and he lifted my head and kissed me hard. The guy behind me slid his fingers in and soon had four fingers inside and he was twisting them around. He asked Bryce, sure I can fist him? Bryce laughed and said no, lets stick with fucking. Thank God Bryce has some limits. The guy pulled out his fingers and my started to close and he slide his thick dick inside me and fucked me for ten minutes and shot his load inside me too. The guy kissing me said, boy you kiss well. Kissing always make my dick rock hard. He returned for another round and slowly slide his big dick in using his and the other guys cum as lube. He fucked me for another thirty minutes and shot his second load inside me. He pulled out and sat down on the sofa and the other guy took a break too. They watched some porn and left me there on the fuck bench. Bryce spread my ass and took some pictures of my wrecked hole. The two guys got up and helped Bryce spread my ass for better pictures of my wrecked hole. He commented on how beautiful it was. The smaller of the two was ready for round two and he slid in my hole and fucked hard for fifteen minutes and shot his load. He spent, telling Bryce he was done and got dressed. Bryce said let me know if you need him again as the guy handed him some money as he said you said four hundred right, two hundred each load. Bryce said yes, that is right as he collected his money. What the fuck, Bryce was pimping me out for money. The second guy came back over in front of me and bend down, lifted my head again and began kissing me and making out with me hard, then he got up without saying a word and lubed up his dick with more of his cum and slide back inside me with a steady fast pace and then bottomed out. He pulled all the way out and back in and this went on for twenty minutes till he shot his last load inside me. He turned to Bryce and asked if he had a towel, Bryce said sure. That is a lot of fucking cum bro. the guy cleaned up and he, handed Bryce money and he said one thousand is what you sold the first round in his tight fucking ass. Bryce thanked him and told him I would be available for other loads in a few hours. Bryce came over and took my blindfold off and started to loosen the restraints as he told me what a good boy I was. He helped me off the fuck bench and into bed. He got behind me and he fingered my ass telling me how amazing it felt with all that cum and it finally felt like a pussy as he slid his dick inside me easily and fucked my ass like a pussy and came inside of me. Boy you are making such great progress. We slept like that for over an hour and then he said time to get you up and showered and feed you a little something. I was starving and after the shower he made me a grilled cheese sandwich and I ate it all down with a glass of milk. Then he had me go brush my teeth with a new toothbrush he bought for me. I was in my towel, and he did not rip it off me. I felt like this was progress. When I came out, he had some white shorts, a small t-shirt for me to wear and he said get dressed. I did without a question or hesitation, and he snapped some more pictures of me. He posted them again. I found the cock sucking ad on a website that I jack off to frequently after I was home waiting on jeff. There were several but one read “faggot cock sucker needs straight cum, use his mouth and throat anyway you wish $30.00 Let me know what you want, and he will be waiting for you” He shot a response and he had me get on my knees and he blindfolded me and said the cock would be here soon. I heard the door two minutes later and food steps and then a zipper and a dick touching my lips. I reached up and he slapped my hand away. Bryce grabbed some rope and tied my hand behind my back and said that will not happen again to the guy. His dick began to grow, he said open faggot. I opened and he put his semi hard dick in me my mouth and I began to suck on it, and it grew and soon he was a thick seven in a half or eight inches. He pulled out and then I heard his belt, and his pants drop, and he fed me his cock again but this time he held my head. It started slow, he would slowly slide all the way inside my mouth and throat and then he picked up the pace and soon he was throat fucking me hard and I was helpless. Fortunately, he shot his load after three to four minutes so the worst throat fucking and shot his load in my throat. He paid Bryce and left. There were four more easy blow jobs from married guy who were not getting it at home. In all I took ten straight loads down my throat and all the loads in my ass. It was now 4pm and he shut down the cock sucking and had me get naked again. Bryce placed me on the bed on all fours ass up and lubed up his cock and fucked the shit out of me for the next hour giving me two more loads. He then told me I should shower and get home and let that hole close. You cannot have sex with Jeff tonight. I said nothing and then he grabbed my face and I told him I understand sir. You may suck him off but no fucking. I told Sir that I understood. Then I went back to the house and got naked and jacked off and came thinking of Bryce inside me. I did not want to, but fuck Bryce has the perfect dick.

It'd been a few months since I'd been to the baths - - - and a few months since I'd parTied. I still had three bags in my stash, so I loaded up my gear and headed downtown. The place was pretty dead for a Friday night - but it was kinda early (11:00pm). Got myself a good room and started to get my party on. I was in one of those wierd moods - horny as hell, but really didn't want to play any cruising games. I smoked until I felt that familiar tingle in my ass, squirted some j-lube in my hole with a syringe, and fingered my hole while watching Corey Jay get fucked on the video monitor. Found a tab of X in my pill bottle, and washed it down with some vodka for good measure. Slipped on my red cotton jock and got ready to go out and make the rounds. The rubber cockring and neoprene ballstretcher gave a nice bulge to the jock pouch, even though my cock was pretty soft. As I walked down the hallways, there were plenty of hot guys - but I just couldn't get myself into it, for some reason. Went downstairs to the second floor and did the circuit there, too. Out of habit, I decided to walk through the maze - though I'm usually more of a visual person and like to see what's going up my ass or down my throat. Anyway, I shuffled slowly down the dark, plywood-walled corridor, letting my eyes adjust to the little light coming from a flickering video screen. The maze has small, dead-end 'rooms' off the main path, where guys can lurk, waiting for some curious fuck to wander in. I let my knuckles drift along the rough plywood, trying to feel if there was a warm body hiding in the dark. I made my way around the small cubicle without running into anyone, so I headed back to the opening of the main corridor. After being in pitch blackness, the corridor seemed almost bright. I could actually see white towels moving around in the dimness. I saw a semihard cock hanging out of a gloryhole - - - the short bearcub in front of me dropped to his knees and quickly took it in his mouth, followed by a guttural moan on the other side of the plywood wall. I eased my way around the kneeling cocksucker, and slid into the next cubicle opening. Once again, I let my fingers guide me around the inky blackness. I reached the back of the space, and was about ready to turn around, when I felt a warm body behind me. A hand found my waist and slid around to my flat stomach. The hand pulled our bodies closer together, until my ass pressed against his crotch and my back rubbed against his hairy pecs. Now, like I said, I usually like to have a visual of the guy I'm playing with - - - but the X and the T and the blackness of the maze just made me give in to the moment. He wasn't wearing a towel, and I could feel his cock starting to throb against my asscheeks. His other hand had found my left nipple, and was tugging on the stainless steel ring that pierced it. I moaned a little, letting him know I was his. A deep growl sounded next to my ear, and I could feel his hot breath on my neck. He smelled like cigarettes and whiskey. My skin was electric from the X, and his hands sent shockwaves through my body. I ground my ass against his hardening tool, letting my pre-lubed hole coat his meat. I reached around, grabbing his cock, massaging it and gauging its size. Fuck! Not the biggest I've had - but certainly thick enough to keep me interested! He was wearing a metal donut cockring, and what felt like a heavy metal ballstretcher. His hand grabbed my wrist and pulled it away from his cock - (Okay, Daddy! Take charge!). I positioned my feet against the sidewalls of the small cubicle (about 3 feet apart) and put my hands against the wall in front of me. His rough hand slid up and down my slick crack until his thumb popped into my swollen pucker. He twisted his thumb around, opening me up (like I really needed that!), and then I felt his warm cock slide in beside his thumb. "Fucccckkkkkkkk!" I moaned, as he leaned forward, sinking his meat all the way to the balls. His right hand grabbed my shoulder for leverage, and he began deep dicking me. All I could hear were the grunts from the fucker behind me, and the slapping of his pelvis against my sweaty ass. I took a deep breath, and completely relaxed my hole, giving him all the room he needed to tear my ass apart. "Unh! ungh! ungh! unnh! unnngghh!" he panted, slamming my hungry fuckhole with his bare cock. After a coupla minutes, he pulled out, placed his hands under my armpits and pulled me to a standing position. I felt his hot breath next to my ear again, and he whispered, "You got a great ass, but I don't wanna cum yet." His hand glided up and down the cleft of my ass one more time, and then he turned and headed back into the maze. I was still catching my breath, and trying to figure out what I wanted to do next, when I felt another warm body behind me. (Hmmmm! Maybe this wasn't so bad after all!) I braced myself against the wall again, and the anonymous cock easily slid into my open hole. He pumped frantically for about a minute, and then I felt his cock pulse, dumping a load in my ass. This time, I didn't even stand up. Within seconds it seemed, I had another cock breeding me. Evidently, word was getting around that some slut was taking loads in the maze, 'cause four more guys fucked me after that - each leaving a warm load in my gut. The X and T were combining with the sleazy, anonymous sex, and I was growing hungrier by the minute. After the sixth load, there was a lull, so I decided to head back to my room for a little more 'smoke.' Definitely got some stares from the guys as I walked back into the light of the outer hallway - - - my 'fuck' street cred had gone up a few notches in their eyes. I got back to my room, flopped down on the foam mattress, and lit a cigarette. I had left the door cracked open a bit, just so I could keep an eye on who was walking by. Flipping through the channels on the 'all porn, all the time' TV, I finally found a decent BB flick with guys takin' turns fuckin' a leather bottom in a sling. Since things were pretty dead (and I didn't feel like getting up to close the door), I reached in my bag and pulled out a baggie of finely crushed T and one of those plastic Bic pen caps with the pocket clip extension. Dipped in the bag and raised the pen cap to my nose - SNORT! Mmmmmmm - I love that burn! Then one for the other nose. Just as I inhaled through my right nostril, I saw a face looking in from the hall. I couldn't tell if he'd seen me snorting, or if it was too dark in the room. At any rate, I quickly stashed the baggie, and made like I was just smoking a cigarette. The face disappeared - but I was still a little freaked out. Hoping if he had seen anything, that he wasn't gonna go rat me out to the staff. To get my mind off it, I grabbed my towel and headed for the third floor shower to rinse off and drink some water. The warm water felt good on my X-tingling skin, and it felt good to wash off some of the filth of the maze. The snort of T was also starting to make its way into my bloodstream, and kick my sleazy mind back into gear! I shut the water off and pulled the flimsy shower curtain back - grabbed my thin towel and started to dry off. A big, black guy walked in and positioned himself at the urinal. I could hear the heavy stream of piss as it hit the plastic grid in the bottom of the bowl. Taking occasional glances as I was drying, I saw that he was well built AND well hung! He was wearing a black leather cockring with chrome pyramid studs that really looked hot against his dark skin. When he was finished, he slowly stroked the thick meat, squeezing a few more drops of piss into the urinal. Then he gave it three firm shakes and turned toward me. I'd been caught staring - and he knew it. He smiled a big grin and said, "How's it goin'?" I managed to utter, "Great - and you?" "Oh, I'm just gettin' here," he answered, "so I hope it's a busy night!" "I don't think you'll have any trouble," I smiled, finally recovering my dignity. "Maybe I'll see you later." He gave me a thumbs up, wrapped his towel around his narrow waist, and headed out to the hallway. I finished drying as well as I could with the threadbare towel, and noticed that my shriveled crystal dick was starting to show signs of life! Guess the thought of getting fucked by that thick, black cock was having a positive effect. Headed down the dark hallway to my room - - - finally getting over my earlier mood - and starting to enjoy cruising for XL cock! I wasted no time sliding the key in the lock, anxious to get inside and blow some thick clouds. This time, I shut the door for privacy, wanting to take my time loading the pipe and slowly heating a fresh rock until it vaporized. Digging through the baggie, I found a nice-sized rock and scooped it out and into the bowl of the glass pipe. Since I had time, I pulled out my flask of vodka and chugged a quick shot - letting the clear licquor burn on the way down - and then warm my insides. Then, I picked up the glass pipe, staring at the pea-sized shard of chemical that was about to send me deeper into my cockhungry pig-state. I flicked the starter on an old Zippo lighter, and waved the orangish-blue flame back and forth under the slightly blackened glass bowl. Careful! -Don't burn it! (I had been accused of this by another tweaker awhile back, and had since taken more care when heating the meth in a glass cock!) The rock disappeared into a small pool of liquid - and I continued slowly waving the flame back and forth under the bowl. Then it happened - as it always does - - - that thick, white cloud started to form, slowly drifting up the length of the glass tube, inching ever closer to my open mouth. I cleared my lungs, so that I could take a deep pull on the pipe. I set the lighter down, and slowly inhaled as long as I could. Hold it - hold it - hold it - hold it...............exhale............. Fuck yeah! I love gettin' fuckin' high at the baths. My own little drug - fuck - leather - kink - big cock - toy - cum - rubber - dildo - fist world! Flick the lighter again - this time, the smoke starts to form almost immediately. I do another deep hit. Hold it as long as possible. Exhale. FUCK!!!! My ass twitches just at the thought of getting stuFFed! Cock - fist - hell, I don't care! As long as somebody's playin' with my hungry fuckhole- I'll be happy! I set the pipe down on the wooden TV platform to cool - stash the baggie in my duffle - light a cigarette to cover up the acrid, metallic smell of the meth cloud - and tug on my limp dick. I can hear some guy gettin' fucked in the room next to me, his muffled moans seeping through the thin plywood wall - and the occasional thud of muscle against wood as his body gets shoved against the wall by the guy who's fuckin'him. I open my door to get a little fresh air from the hallway. The coolness of the outside air feels good against my chem-heated skin. This reminds me that I better get some water before I get distracted. I grab two plastic water bottles, and head back toward the drinking fountain to refill - not bothering with a towel, since it's already 2 am, and I'm high, and I'm in a fuckin' bathhouse! I tend to my business, but enjoy the long looks I get from the more timid guys in shorts and towels. That's right guys - I'm a fuckin' hot guy, high as a kite, with a msucled ass that needs to get fucked - NOW!!! When I get back to the room, the "T" has really kicked in, and I am in full "fuck me" mode. I leave the door about halfway open, and take a long drag on still-burning cigarette. Figure it's time to put on some of the leather I brought, so I fish through the duffle. First, the leather codpiece jock - cock and balls go through a hole in the front panel, leather strap up my greasy crack, six snaps attach the codpiece and keep my shriveled cock bathed in a pool of slimy lube. Next - leather harness - simple, black, wide cross straps with a chrome ring in front and back - shows off my hard worked pecs and lats, an' gives a top somethin' to grab onto for leverage! Armbands - red and black leather - shows I'm into fisting - versatile. Another drag on the cigarette. As I'm checkin' myself out in the mirror, I notice the face from earlier checkin' me out from the doorway. I pretend not to see him, an' let him enjoy the show. I squat down with my back to the door, lettin' him get a good look at my leather-strapped ass, while diggin' through the duffle for my tit clamps. Ah! There they are! The chain jingles as I pull them out of the canvas bag. I grab a sheet of paper towel off the roll I brought with me, and wipe the dripping sweat off my pierced nips. Clamp...... "Fuccckkkk!" I moan, as the rubber-padded clamp connects with the nerves on my "X" sensitized tit - like little electrical charges running between my nipple, my cock and my ass. I wipe the other nipple and repeat the process. "Fuck, yeah!" I smile to myself, letting the chrome chain drop between my pecs. I glance up to see the reaction on my audience. Fuck! He's gone. Oh well - I'm so into my own chem-leather scene now - I decide to just kick back and enjoy the ride. I light another cigarette, prop myself up on the two raggedy pillows, and flick through the porn on the TV. My buddy down at the front desk had said he'd brought some Raw Fuck Club dvds for later - I found one with Mason Garret gettin' fucked by this huge, black cock! Grabbed a dildo, lubed it up, slid the leather strap aside and shoved the rubber cock in my cummy hole. The face was back at the door! I could see now that he'd just left to put on some leather of his own. I shifted on the thin mattress toward the door, focusing my attention on the watcher. He was wearing a harness and a pair of rubber chaps (no jock), and was stroking a nice-sized cock. I let go of the dildo, leaving it lodged halfway in me, and hooked my thumb under the titclamp chain, giving it light tugs. He stepped further into the doorway. With my free hand, I picked up the cigarette from the ashtray and took a drag. Then I ground it out with the others, and stared unblinking at the stranger at the door. I cocked my head back, motioning him in. He got the message and walked the few steps to the edge of the bed. I sat up, legs on either side of his, and took his cock in my mouth. As I did, the rubber cock slid deep inside me and hit my prostate, driving me crazy! I slobbered on the big cock, moaning at the feel and taste of the thick piece of meat. He spread his legs a little for balance - and to force my legs farther apart. One of his hands found the back of my neck, guiding my head onto his cock - and holding me still as he pushed down my throat. (When I party, my gag reflex almost disappears, and I can deep throat with the best cocksuckers!) "PIG!" I heard him say, as my throat massaged the head of his cock. Just when I thought I was gonna pass out, the pressure on the back of my neck eased, and I let the tool slide out of my mouth. I coughed a little, gasping for air, while he gently ran his hand across my buzzed hair. "Fuck, you're hot!" he said, wiping his spit-covered meat up and down my stubbled cheek. He walked over and shut the door. "So - whuchoo get into?" he asked, slowly stroking his cock. "I get fucked," I answered, staring straight into his eyes. "And?" he continued. "Fisted," I added. "Party?" he asked. "Uh-huh," I answered, reaching up and fondling his heavy balls. "Raw?" "Yeah." "Couples?" "Hell, yeah." He reached around and unclipped a phone from the back of his chaps. Speed-dialed a number. "Hey." "Yeah." "Third floor." "Yeah - He's a fuckin' pig." "Yeah - bring it." "Mirrored Room." "Yeah - hurry up." Click I was still playing with my nips, staring at him. "That was my boyfriend," he said. "We like to play together - an' you look like fun!" he smiled, pushing me back on the bed and kneeling between my legs. "Ya mind if we party with ya?" he asked, grabbing the base of the big dildo and twisting it in my ass. "As long as I get fucked, you can do whatever ya want." He pulled the dildo out and sank his cock in all the way. "Like that?" he said, grinding his pelvis against my ass. "Uhhhhh-huhhhhhhhh," I moaned, feeling the heat filling my chemhungry hole. He rocked back and forth - not really fucking - just getting my ass used to his cock. I took in the image on the mirrored ceiling, liking the look of my hole getting bred by this hot stud! "Knock, knock knock," came a light tapping on the door. The stud pulled out, and got up to answer the door. He opened it just a crack - then all the way. What walked in was a fucking wet dream! Well over six feet tall, tatted all over, shaved head, and built like a brick shithouse! He was wearing a harness and chaps, too, but also was sporting a well-stuffed rubber jock. "Uh, this is my lover, Dan - - - and I'm Brent," Brent said, finally introducing himself (not always necessary, but nice if you need to ask for something...). "Great! Uh, and I'm Jim," I replied. Dan had a small, black gym bag that he tossed on the bed. "Brent says you're a fuckin' party pig," Dan said in a deep voice. "I'm as fuckin' nasty as they come," I threw it back to him. "Hope you like it good 'n' sloppy," I grinned, laying back and pulling my asscheeks apart to show off my gaping hole. "Fuck, that's hot!" he replied, reaching down and dipping two fingers into my slimy rosebud. "You a total bottom - or you fuck, too?" he asked. I unsnapped the leather codpiece, revealing my shriveled cock - "Sorry, can't help ya out there. Got a bad case o' crystal dick tonight," I said, lightly tugging at my useless meat. Dan sat on the edge of the bed and proceeded to unzip the gym bag. He dug through until he pulled out a small prescription bottle. He opened it and shook out a small, orange pill. "Here. Take this," he ordered. "What is it?" I asked, not afraid to try something new, but wanting to make sure I wasn't gonna have some adverse druf reaction. "Levitra," he replied. "Keeps me goin' when I party," he smiled, rubbing the stiff log that was inching toward the waistband of his rubber jock. I tossed the pill in my mouth, and washed it down with water from one of the plastic bottles. "Now - how 'bout you get to work on this?" he said, undoing a snap on the back of the jock and freeing his thick fucktool. I got on my hands and knees and crawled over to the edge of the bed. Dan aimed his cock at my open mouth, and it was immediately surrounded by my lips. Brent stepped up on the low platform bed and walked around behind me. His fingers slid into my partially open hole and massaged the insides. "You're gonna love fuckin' him, Dan," Brent said. "He's got a real loose hole, just like you like!" With that, Brent replaced his fingers with his cock and started fucking. I was in pig heaven - bein' spit roasted by these two hot guys. We were all moving to the beat of the electronic club music, and I could feel myself giving in to the drugslutcockwhore that I loved!

Part 3.5 I apologize - this is a short interlude section. I wrote this at the end of one of my own benders, where I was utterly exhausted from partying and fucking. I practically passed out writing this with my dick in my hand lol. I promise I will write Part 4 and I haven't forgotten about this story. Henry didn't come until nighttime. A classic junkie, he operated on T time and would go in and out of responsiveness. I knew Henry to be like this, but I wasn't about to let Faggot rest. By the time I was done using Marino's sloppy seconds, Faggot looked like he survived a bomb blast. Drool dripped down his pretty, dick-sucking lips. His eyes were glazed from the drugs and intense fucking, weathered by his own sweat and my spit. Tears and snot trickled down his sweet face, a product of gagging His blond hair was a complete mess from being pulled and thrown around on the mattress. What I loved most was the splatter of deep hickies on his shiny smooth tan neck and chest. On top of that, he had a few light bruises on his legs and torso. His skin was as smooth and tender as a baby's - of course it would bruise easily from such rough use. He was still a sexy piece of meat, but his innocence was far gone and the fresh boyish handsomeness on his face when we first met had been permanently replaced by the used, stained look of a meth whore. After I nut into the boy, I let him rest for a bit. I pulled out of him and started searching for clients and had a few customers come over for some quick deals while he laid passed out on the mattress in the Cave. He snored loudly as he fell into a deep sleep from exhaustion, finally coming down from the drugs and the adrenaline of being pummeled like a fleshlight. Still no sign of Henry after 2 hours. At this point, I really had to piss, which means Faggot had to wake up. I unzipped my fly and crawled onto the mattress beside his naked body, caressing him. My dick almost got so hard so fast I worried if I would still be able to piss. Whatever. That's what a whore is for - if he gets my dick hard, then I'm gonna put it him and fuck him. He was still asleep when i gently spread his legs apart and nestled myself in between. He still had cum in there, so all I needed was a good wad of spit on my dick and on his little pink cunt. Faggot bucked gently and stirred as my dick pushed into those tight pussy lips. Before he could wake up and even think about resisting, I was in and I was going deeper and deeper. His lazy waking moan crescendoed into a scared whine and climaxed into a loud whimper. Even still, he didn't try to push me away. I let my dick rest in him, knowing that his cunt would quickly welcome my manhood. I was surprised that he actually clung to me as tight as he could, wrapping his arms around my neck and holding me against him. "Daddy...," he whimpered softly, his eyes barely open. "I'm gonna piss in you Faggot," I whispered to him. And with that, I began to unload. A slow, soft low-pressure stream that would last a long time as my bladder slowly overcame the pressure of my hard-on and his tight hole. I groaned, suddenly horny as the fucking devil when I thought about how my dirty chem piss was going to make a nice little cocktail of my DNA and drug waste with the loads still buried in there. "Don't worry, Faggot," I told him. "You'll be nice and woke in a few minutes. Daddy's gonna fill you up with his second-hand Tina and keep it inside you until it fully dissolves into your bloodstream." "Is Daddy's chem piss strong?" he asked. His blue eyes flashed a dull sparkle, slowly getting excited by the idea of getting high again. "Oh yeah, Daddy smoked a lot while you were sleeping with his customers. This is why I need having a Faggot around. I don't need to worry about getting you pregnant. But fuck, I know the hormones in my sperm and the drugs in my piss are a part of you when I do bad things to you. And you're going to take so much of my piss and cum every damn day. Mine and whoever else wants to fuck your cheap, dirty pussy." Faggot's eyes opened wide. The chem piss was starting to take its wiry, gradual effect, but my words also touched the boy's heart. "I love you, Daddy," he whispered softly, and he looked into my dilated eyes as if I was the only man left in the world. "Good Faggot," I said affectionately. "Now I'm gonna hurt you." I started pumping and piston-fucking the boy, and he gasped so hard the air caught in his throat. He moaned and yelped weakly with his head rolled back while I held him to me in an iron grip as I slammed into him. A few minutes into our fuck, I heard the door swing open in the other room. "Dude, why didn't you answer your - holy fuck that's hot!" Henry exclaimed as he approached the entrance to the Cave and saw me fucking the piss-cum cocktail out of Faggot. The concoction splashed out of him in small spurts every time I pulled my dick out. I looked over at him and grinned. "Took you long enough. Get over here and get a taste of this."

I remember my dad used to shower with me when I was real young. He showed me what his dick looked like hard, brown, thick cut meaty and I remember watching him soap it up and down until he came. He never touched my dick but he definitely soaped up my body and made my little boy dick hard. I always thought maybe he knew I was going to be gay even then and was testing the waters while my memory was still kind of solidifying since those times are fuzzy in my mind, but I definitely know it happened and I wish he would have taught me more. I always imagines having a kid would be a great bonding experience myself

[ I tried something different with this chapter. I'm not sure how it turned out, but I'm sure I'll hear about it! ] Part 48 - Flashback The smell of poppers and cum filled the air and the sounds of the chains jangled as the muscled hulk slammed in and grunted as his highly toxic jizz flooded into the sloppy cunt. “Oh yeah, give me that dirty load” Frank yelled back at the guy. He looked up at the top’s body, from his bulging muscles and well defined torso, veins clearly visible on his arms, the biohazard tattoo on his left pec and finally up to his face where the snarl told him “you are so fucked” without a word being spoken. Who knows how many diseases this guy had just pumped into him. Frank knew he had to have him when he saw most of the guys in the bathhouse scurry away as he walked through looking for his next victim. HIV didn’t scare Frank. He had made sure that he had taken many charged loads from his son until he too was infected. He kept taking them afterwards, since he was so turned on by getting fucked and bred by his own son who never seemed to run out of that delicious poz cum. But variety is the spice of life, as they say, and he sought out as many other strains as he could. “How the fuck could I have gotten to this point” he wondered. He had always loved the feeling of being with another guy. It felt completely different than when he had sex with women. Sex with guys was always about the base need to fuck or be fucked. Just animal sex between two guys who knew what men craved from sex. When he got married, he swore off gay sex and was a devoted husband and then father to their son Ric. As Ric got older he sensed that his son was just like him, but maybe even more so. Ric wasn’t as outgoing as Frank and as far as he could tell wasn’t even sexually active. Once Ric turned 18, Frank decided he needed to prod his offspring into finding the joy of sex. First he hired a female escort to show him how to have sex. She seemed willing and even turned on to be his first. She left after only a half hour and told him later his son was “a fag.” Apparently he never got hard and barely made it to first base. After a few weeks of perusing male escorting sites, he came across an ad for a guy that was only a few years older than Ric. The pictures turned him on. He almost hired the guy for himself, since he liked the looks of the muscular jock. The ad oozed confidence and yet didn’t seem too intimidating. He liked the tattoos on the guy and pieced a few pictures together to see that the lower tattoo was of a scorpion. He searched the internet and found out what the symbolism of it was in the gay community these days. It turned him on even more, but he didn’t know why. He had stopped having gay sex when he met his future wife. He had used condoms occasionally up to that point. His whole sex life had been during the AIDS crisis and after. He saw the pictures and they weren’t pretty. He had ignored the issue since it didn’t affect him while he was living a straight life. But now, thinking that his son was probably gay and his wife had stopped having sex with him a few years earlier and told him that their sex life was over, he started thinking that maybe he should return to having sex with men to satisfy his needs. But this was a whole new world to him. Here was someone who was infected with HIV and proud of it enough to have it broadcast to the world with his very permanent ink. He sent off the message explaining the situation and had gotten a prompt reply from the guy, Dave. It seemed weird having a conversation about having sex with a guy as a business transaction and even weirder that he was setting this guy up with his probably virgin son. “If it goes well, I’ll hire him too” thought Frank. He talked several times to Dave about the meeting with his son and each time found himself stroking his cock wanting to change the appointment for himself instead. He got the hotel room as suggested by Dave. It seemed expensive, but Dave told him it was well equipped for a day and night of fun. When he checked in, the guy at the front desk just oozed sex. Frank would have done almost anything to have an hour or two of wild sex with him. The guy looked straight but he had this feeling inside that he wasn’t. He seemed to be just like the guys he had searched out when he was younger. Masculine, bearded, hairy, confident and a burning desire for sex with other men. Ric had been even more exasperated with Frank at meeting another escort after the first, embarrassing session. In the end, Ric did as Frank asked, but Frank knew this was his last chance at anything like this. He left Ric sitting in the hotel room and sat in his car until the meeting time with Dave. Frank was sure he was more nervous than Ric was. Ric seemed to be completely uninterested in meeting someone for sex. Maybe he didn’t want his parents to know that he liked guys more than girls. Frank had hundreds of thoughts going through his mind. He waited and waited. It had been over an hour since the meeting time and he had seen a guy walk into the hotel room right at the time Dave was supposed to be there, but Frank had been too far away to know if it was Dave. No one came out of the room and he was too scared to get close to see if he could hear any noises. He went and got a hotel room on the other side of town near the interstate and a six pack of beer and watched gay porn on his laptop for the rest of the night. Frank woke up early and checked his phone for the thousandth time, making sure that Ric hadn’t called him to pick him up. Frank went down to get the free breakfast offered at the hotel, but wasn’t really hungry. He was even more nervous now. What if something happened to Ric? What if Dave was really a murderer? He loved his son more than anything in the world. How could he have been so reckless and left him in a hotel room with an HIV positive whore for a whole day and night? He had been projecting his own forbidden fantasies on his young son. He even rationalized that HIV wasn’t an issue any more. If Ric was gay he probably would get infected sooner or later and it made sense to get it over with so he didn’t worry like Frank had. They probably used condoms anyway if they had sex he thought then. He looked down at his plate and he had only taken two bites out of the muffin and the apple still sat there without a mark. His coffee was now cold and the cup almost full. He tossed the muffin and plate in the trash, poured the coffee down the sink and took the apple back to his room. He waited and waited. Time seemed to just crawl along until it was finally time to go pick up Ric. Or maybe claim the body. He packed up, checked out and drove back over to the other hotel and parked. There wasn’t any police tape around the door, so maybe everything was OK. Or they hadn’t found the body yet. He tentatively knocked on the door and it took an hour for someone to open it. Or ten seconds, he couldn’t tell which. The door opened just a bit and he heard the guy say “Yes?” Frank said “I know I’m a bit early, but I was kind of anxious to find out if Ric’s ok and if he had a good time.” The door opened the rest of the way and Dave stood there in just a jockstrap and nothing else. Frank felt his cock jolt awake. He looked up and down Dave’s body and he realized that the pictures didn’t do him justice. He was a magnificent human specimen. Tight muscles, not overdone or roided up. A smile that could melt your heart and a nice bulge in his jockstrap that said he could probably fuck you for days. Frank was brought out of his daze when Joe told him “Yeah, I think it went well, but the real judge is Ric. You have a great son there, Frank. You should be proud of him.” Frank nodded and said “Oh, I am. I just want the best for him.” He wasn’t sure if it was appropriate to ask, but he did anyway, trying to be discrete and not let Ric hear. He whispered “Uh…. I gotta ask… Is he really… gay?” Joe smiled back at Frank and replied to him quietly “Oh yeah, he proved that pretty quickly. I hope you’re ok with it and it won’t change how you feel about him.” Frank nodded. He sat there for a few uncomfortable seconds and swallowed hard before asking “And, did you fuck him? And… knock him up?” He saw a confused look on Dave’s face and knew that while they hadn’t discussed HIV status before the meeting, he was bringing it up now. Joe replied “Yeah, we both fucked each other.” Frank explained “I saw your tattoo in the pictures. One of the reasons I chose you was that I’m guessing you are poz and I wanted Ric to get it out of the way and not have to worry about becoming poz. It’s going to happen sometime if he’s gay, right?” Frank saw the surprise in Dave’s face and he then got very serious saying “It doesn’t have to happen. There’s ways to prevent it. Condoms, prep, being careful with who you fuck.” Frank realized that he had indeed projected his desires on his son. He tried to rationalize it by telling Dave “Yeah, but its easier to just get it over with and he can now do everything without worry.” Before Dave could reply and continue the awkward conversation Ric walked out of the bathroom. Frank looked at his son and couldn’t believe his eyes. His son was no longer the awkward, nerdy kid with the messy hair and the scraggly beard. He could tell it was Ric, but just barely. The clothes he was wearing fit tight and showed off his young body. Ric wasn’t muscled like Dave but the tight shirt let everyone know he was a lean sexy guy. The jeans were cut low and showed off both his bulge and his ass. Frank had never thought his son was hot, but that now changed. Frank blurted out “Oh my god.” He paused and then said “I didn’t expect you to do anything but talk and maybe have some fun.” Frank heard his son’s voice ask him “You like it dad?” Frank nodded his head and said “You look so handsome. Sexy even.” Frank saw his son smile and he realized that any concerns he had about Ric were now gone. Dave then revealed how he had wanted Ric to get pozzed and he was embarrassed that he would do something like that, but Ric seemed to be ok with it. More than OK, since Ric suggested that he get fucked by Dave too. He was shocked, surprised and turned on all at the same time. Ric encouraged him, but he wasn’t sure he was ready to have his son watch him get fucked. Suddenly he found himself in a position he hadn’t been in in a very long time - on his knees in front of another man. He didn’t really know how he got in that position, but it was just like he had dreamed the night before. He sucked his first cock in a very long time and enjoyed every second of it. When he saw his son get aroused watching him suck cock he was shocked. He couldn’t believe how well endowed his son was and then felt disgusted that he wanted to suck his own son’s cock. But disgust turned to lust and he wanted to suck that long, thick shaft. He kept becoming more of a sex pig when he stood there on his knees sucking both cocks, back and forth. Then he found himself kneeling on the bed. He felt Dave’s pierced cock push into his tight ass and all those memories of taking dick decades earlier came back to him. He knew then that he wasn’t going to deprive himself of the pleasures of getting fucked by another man. He remembered getting spit-roasted by Dave and his son and how great it felt. He was jolted back to the present when he felt a guy slam into his ass and grunt “you’re pozzed now, whore” and pull out. He looked up and it wasn’t the muscled guy, but an older black guy with gray in his beard and a large belly. It was only seconds and another guy shoved his cock into Frank’s cum filled hole. He remembered when he was back in the hotel room with Ric and Dave and Dave had leaned over and whispered in his ear “Yeah, I’m poz and not on meds so I’m really toxic. I knocked your son up and now its your turn. You can convert together.” He couldn’t believe how hearing those words turned him on. What he had tried to avoid his whole life was now happening and his cock began to shoot cum all over the bed. Hearing his son tell Dave to breed him caused him to begin shooting his load again. HIs ass spasmed and milked the poz cum out of Dave and into his guts. Frank didn’t think it could get any hotter than that until he heard Dave tell Ric to fuck him. He felt his son’s cock drive deep into his hole, but couldn’t feel his son’s body against his ass. Ric started thrusting in harder and harder and Frank couldn’t remember ever having a cock that deep inside him. And then there was the pain as Ric drove in even further. His cock just kept going in and hitting a wall inside him until he broke through. The pain went back to pleasure after a while but it ended way too soon when he felt his son cum inside him. He wanted more. He needed more. But thats all he got that day. He remembered sneaking into Ric’s room late one night after Ric had been sick and begging him to fuck him. He knew that he might have not gotten infected from Dave and now that he knew his son was poz he wanted Ric to make sure he got pozzed too. Ric had fucked him a lot - almost daily for a few weeks until he got sick too and Ric told him to go to the clinic and get tested. Frank remembered that was when he became a total pig. He volunteered for business trips so he could go to other cities and fuck or get fucked by random guys he would pick up. If the city had a bathhouse, he was there after taking care of work. Sometimes he would pick up other guys on business and fuck them in the room or get fucked. It was always bare. If the guy wanted a condom then he wasn’t interested. He loved it when a guy would ask his status after he had bred them. He always said “I’m not sure but probably neg” claiming that he rarely barebacks. And thats how he ended up here, laying in a sling with guy after guy shooting their charged spunk deep inside his poz cunt. He had put an ad up looking for toxic tops to breed him at the bathhouse and more than a few showed up. He looked up at the guy currently fucking him who was probably in his late sixties with all the signs of wasting. “Yeah, I knew when you let Bobby fuck you, you’d take any load. If you’re not already poz, you will be after all these toxic loads soak into you” the guy said as he grunted and Frank felt yet another bugged load pump inside him. When the guy left, Frank got out of the sling and wandered around trying to find some hopefully neg bottom to breed but they seemed to run away when they saw him coming, knowing that he was a poz cumdump looking to leave his mark on someone. Frank headed back to the hotel and started looking online for someone to tag. He shoved a plug in to hold the loads in his ass and then opened his computer. His search was always the same - neg or not sure bottom or vers guys, either not caring about his status, not asking, or looking for poz cum. He never failed at finding at least one guy every time and was sure he was leaving a trail of newly poz guys all around the country. He tried a different site and there he was: BB bottom, 26 wm, 5ft6, 128lbs, shaved body, neg, recently tested, blindfolded, send pic in 1st msg He sent off a cock pic and a pic with his head cut off and waited for the reply. It came quicker than most and after two more messages, he was off to meet the guy. He walked into the guy’s apartment and heard “Hi daddy. I’m in the bedroom. Are you ready to fuck your boy?” He followed the voice and turned the corner to see a guy matching the description on his knees with his ass up and a hood over his head. “No blowjob, I guess” Frank thought and he took his clothes off, leaving them in a pile on the floor. He tongue fucked the guy and heard him moan. He finger fucked the guy more roughly and the moans became groans. After he worked three fingers in the guy, he stood behind and shoved his cock in. At first it was only a quarter of the way in, but past the outer ring and he felt the guy shake and quiver at the invasion. “You want daddy’s cock all the way inside you?” he asked. “Yes, daddy, please fuck and breed your boy” the bottom said without hesitation. Frank thought it was weird. Every time he would fuck one of these younger guys they would call him daddy, but he never would fuck his own son. He was a poz bottom bitch for his son, and he didn’t want that to ever change. He loved every time his son fucked him and always left with a large poz load inside him. These guys were different. They wanted a bare fuck and he would give it to them along with a fully charged load of cum. The guy he was fucking now was just like them, but maybe a slightly better bottom. The guy worked his ass around Frank’s cock, trying to get Frank to shoot his load in. Frank wanted this fuck to last a bit longer and he stretched it out almost 10 minutes more before he buried his cock inside the boy’s hole and felt his balls pump another load of virus filled cum into the guy. “Thank you daddy” the guy yelled out as his cum shot out. Frank pulled his cock out and wiped it on the sheets and got dressed, his cock sated for a few more hours. He walked out of the apartment, got in his car and drove back to the hotel. Another successful business trip in the books.

Exactly. Nature should dictate it. Not puritanical law. [h=3][/h]

Even though i'm not Jewish, i still think that's an appropriate age to be able to consent

Jewish boys become "men" at age 13. i think that's an appropriate age