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It was unexpected – I’ll admit that right up front. In fact, I wasn’t even planning or looking to get laid that day. I was 20 years old and taking a summer class, so I stayed at my college for the first part of the summer. The college was located in a small town, mostly bars and mom-and-pop stores with homes built in the mid 1990s. When the college emptied out for the summer, so did the town. In fact, several of the bars closed for the season due to lack of business. It was a weekday afternoon. I was done with my class and decided to walk the mile and a half to the convenience store to grab a few things for my dorm room. It was an unusually warm day, so I pealed off my shirt, walking in just my shorts and flip flops. The sun felt awesome and, to be honest, I was feeling kinda sexy. I wasn’t thinking rationally — I know gingers are supposed to avoid the direct sun, but I didn’t care. I didn’t usually strut around shirtless in public, but the heat demanded it, and it felt good to do so. I wanted to feel free and sexy. Not that there were many people around to see. I was walking past the row of college bars. Things were pretty dead this afternoon. I saw one of the staples of Bar Row was open, The Pit. I’d been in there just a few times. It was more of a Townie bar, though the college students would certainly go in on weekends. The front of the bar was open to the street, and most of the seating was at the bar itself. I saw a few people sitting there drinking. One guy caught my attention. He was wearing jeans and a shirt with sneaker; his clothes had some paint stains on them. He had a mop of dirty blonde hair under a baseball cap. I think his name was Henry, and I’d met him a few months earlier through a friend of mine. Henry was a Townie, and he’d fucked my friend Jared during the school year. He saw me on the sidewalk and waved, then motioned me to come up to the bar. I hesitated. He motioned again, and I took a few tentative steps, not sure about going into the bar. Did I need to put on my shirt? What if they wanted ID? “How’s it going?” He asked as I got closer. “Good. Just walking down to the store.” “You’re Jeremy, right?” “Yeah. You’re Henry, right?” He grinned. “So you remembered me? I didn’t expect that.” He motioned to the bartender. “He needs a beer.” I froze, figuring this was where I got tossed out. “What are you drinking?” I answered and an icy bottle appeared in front of me. Henry pushed the little pile of dollar bills closer to the edge of the bar, and the bartender took some out of it. Seems any paying customer is welcome on a slow day. Henry and I made some idle chat while sharing a beer. Then he ordered us a pitcher. Henry wasn’t a great conversationalist. He was a local painter, never been to college, and had lived most of his life in this area. He didn’t travel much, except down to Key West a couple of times to “check things out.” He did talk about some resorts he went to that “were really hot and a lot of fun.” He was giving off subtle signs he was interested. Hr brought up my friend Jared, who had introduced us. “Jared’s a lot of fun once he relaxes,” Henry said grinning. “You two ever play together?” The question caught me off guard. I didn’t even talk about what I do sexually with someone else. I felt awkward and exposed by the question. I probably blushed. “We’ve played around a bit.” Henry grinned. “Probably not the way I’ve played with him. I think Jared learned a few new things.” That sent a thrill though me. Jared and I had had sex several times, usually after being out on the weekend. But we’d also shared a couple intentional nights where we explored together. He’d been the first person to fuck me. Only a couple guys had done it since. There was something about Henry that Jared had tried to tell me about. I knew they’d had sex a few times while I was dating someone briefly. Something about it had surprised Jared, and kind of bothered him, but he wouldn’t say what it was. “Did Jared tell you I am poz?” I froze for a moment. “No. He didn’t.” “Ah. I thought he might have. It spooked him at first, even left my apartment the first time I told him. But he came back. Once you get past all the stories about it, you realize you can still have a lot of fun.” I didn’t answer, unsure what to say. I’d always been told to avoid it, not to hook up with someone who was poz, that condoms were essential for sex, even when giving a blow job. I’d tried using them for a blow job, and it was totally awful — I decided it was worth the risks to suck a bare cock. At one point Henry slid off his stool to go the restroom, running his hand across my abs as he did so. I didn’t pull away. He was probably twice my age, but something about this was alluring. I’d never been in this situation before, and there was something about it that made me tingle. I also had to pee, so I took the opportunity to follow him toward the restroom. It was a dingy, smelly trough in the basement. Henry was standing there finishing up, shaking his dick vigorously. He looked over at me and grinned. He shook it again, letting me see the head. I was definitely feeling the beers and just stared at his cock as I stood at the trough and pulled out my own. “You like what you see?” He asked. I hesitated. What do I say? This isn’t how I’ve met guys in the past. Sure I’d snuck peeks at guys dicks at the urinal before, but never so obviously, and no one had ever asked me that question in the bathroom. “It’s okay, college boy. You should like it.” Henry stepped closer, and my hand automatically reached out to feel his dick. It was semi hard. A thrill went right through my body. The door creaked and Henry stepped away immediately. Another guy walked in, loudly proclaiming his need to pee. Henry zipped up and walked out as I struggled to hide my hardon. It took me a minute before I could pee with it. When I went back to the bar, he was back having his beer. “Finish your beer and then we’ll move on?” He suggested. “I have some beers at my place.” My heard starting racing. He wanted to take me back to his place. I wasn’t naïve or stupid. I knew what this was. My cock was hard again. I hadn’t had sex in weeks and was feeling super horny. Henry had fucked Jared a bunch of times — he must be good if Jared kept going back. And now I wondered how soon Jared had known Henry was poz. It made be nervous knowing that, and I should probably say “no thanks.” But I couldn’t muster those words. Standing there in just my shorts and flip flops, shirt tucked into my shorts, I wanted to see what would happen. His hands reached up under the leg of my shorts and started caressing the inside of my thigh. I got super nervous that the bartender would notice, but no one was watching us. “Did Jared tell you I have a thing for gingers? I’d asked him about you a few times.” I didn’t know either of those things. “Let’s get going, college boy. I have something I’ve been wanting to give you for awhile.” [If you’re enjoying the start of the story, let me know. You can simply click the blue heart to inspire the story.]

PART 2 It wasn’t a long walk to his place. The sweat was dripping off me in the heat, and I was feeling a bit light headed between the heat and beers. I was relieved when we got to his place, climbing the steps to the third floor apartment in the old house. “I hope you have A/C,” I said. “I hope you like fans.” It was a small, older apartment. We walked in through the small kitchen. There was an old stove, and a table with two chairs. I noted there were some medication bottles sitting on the table. I could see part of the couch through the doorway into the living room. The air was pretty thick and stuffy. Henry went and turned on a couple fans while I just stood in the doorway between the kitchen and living rooms. Henry disappeared into the bedroom; I could hear a fan click on and some rustling. He came back out naked, his hefty cock semi-hard and swinging as he walked. “It’s a lot cooler without clothes.” I still only had my shorts on, and he got those off of me quickly. My eyes were fixed on his cock, which was getting harder by the second. I wrapped my hand beneath it, feeling the weight. It was growing longer, moderately thick at the base and tapering to a narrower head. “It’s good for working its way into tight spaces,” he grinned. I thought he would start playing with my cock, which had become totally hard on its own; instead, he reached back and ran his hand down the small of my back and between my ass cheeks. The sweat rolling down my back had slicked the route he followed down to my hole. I gasped as he pressed a finger right into my hole. It was rough and shocking, but sent this electrical jolt up into my body. “Seems college boys like their holes played with,” he grinned, then leaned in and started making out with me. His fingers kept massaging around my hole while one slipped in and out. The sweat wasn’t enough to make it slippery inside, but there was something hot about being roughly fingered — standing naked in this guy’s darkened living room. I groaned as he manhandled my ass for a couple minutes. Finally he reached up, wrapped his other hand around my head, and pushed me down toward his cock. “You have work to do before you earn my cock in that ass of yours.” I dropped to my knees in front of him, wearing only my flip flops. I love sucking dick, and I couldn’t resist getting to work on it. The shaft was already long and stiff, and it took me several attempts to ease it into the back of my throat. I gagged a bit as I tried to negotiate it deeper. Henry moaned softly. “That’s it, college boy. Deep throat that cock.” He rested on hand on the back of my head, coaxing me but not forcing. He was letting me do the work while he reaped the rewards of my cock worshipping. I was getting more turned on as I worked his cock, feeling the semi-hardon become rock solid in my mouth. It was hard to swallow the entire length, but I took a couple breaths, relaxed my throat, and slowly engulfed the whole shaft. Henry still didn’t push me.. I nuzzled my nose into his pubic hair, inhaling the scent of sweat and musk. My cock flexed with excitement. “Talented boy,” he said softly, almost reverently. He stroked my hair, still not pushing. I slowly backed off his engorged cock and looked up. There was pride on my face followed by a bit of a goofy grin as he sighed in pleasure. Without being asked, I descended onto his cock again, letting it slide past my tonsils and into my throat. Holding it there a moment, unable to do anything more. I felt saliva pooling and started to choke, so I pulled off quickly. “Get up on the couch, turn around so your ass is facing me. I want to eat that ass.” I knelt on the couch, my legs spread and chest against the back cushions. It felt hot offering up my ass that way, him kneeling behind me on the floor at the edge of the couch. I felt his hands massaging my ass; despite the heat in the apartment, his hands felt cool against my skin, and he started to gently blow on my hole. The sensation sent tingles through me again. I whimpered softly as he tantalized my hole. No one had ever played with it like this. Suddenly I felt a hot, wet sensation glazing my hole. I moaned, “ Fuck … that’s amazing….” “Like your ass eaten, do you?” He returned his tongue to my hungry hole. My body squirmed a little, the sensations coursing through me were so intense. He slapped my ass, shocking me and I yelped. “Look at this college boy!” He spread my ass apart and dove deeper into my hole with his tongue. His thumbs massaging the muscle surrounding my hole while his tongue probed me. “Oh fuck….” I whispered, overcome with the sensations. I’d never had my ass played with like this before. “Look at that…” he said as my ass convulsed, my hole naturally pulsing for him to see. “Someone’s ass is begging to be bred. Is that what it wants, college boy?” The word ‘bred’ struck me as odd on some level. I expected to hear ‘you wanna get fucked’ since my other hookups had said it. But he seemed to mean something else. A voice inside me wanted to ask about it, but it was last in intense sensations the assplay was bringing. “This ass is beautiful. Your hole is so pink. And so fucking tight, It doesn’t get used much, does it, college boy?” “No,” I said, suddenly feeling embarrassed and inexperienced. Did he think I was bad at this? Was Jared better at bottoming. I hadn’t bottomed much, and it had usually felt very clunky. Henry was doing it very different, and my ass felt amazing. Suddenly I was afraid he would stop. I turned to try and look behind me. He was still kneeling at the edge of the couch. His cock was standing straight up, even without him touching it. Deep down I felt a primal urge — a desperate need for that cock. “I want to get bred,” I said quickly, mimicking the word he’d used earlier. His face split with an intense grin, and his cock bounced up and down, twitching with excitement. “Do you now? I’m gonna make that happen for you. But first we need to loosen up that hole. He stood up, his long cock pointing straight out toward my ass. I thought he was going to start fucking me then, which made me tense with anxiety. “Stay right there,” he said, and instead of fucking me he disappeared into the bedroom. I felt awkward and strange, kneeling on the couch with my ass sticking out. I’d been fucked on all fours a couple times, but this felt very different. Kneeling here, my ass exposed, waiting ….. I couldn’t hear much over the whirring fans in both rooms. A minute later he returned with some small objects in each hand, but I didn’t recognize them right away. “FUCK!” He growled, “That is one hot ass!” His comment made me feel even more awkward; no one had ever talked like this before …. Talking at me, rather than with me. I felt more like an object than a partner. He knelt down behind me again, setting the objects down out of my eye sight. There heard a series of quick, short squeaks, then a smooth, cool liquid was being spread on pink my hole. His other hand reached under me and began glazing my hardon with the same liquid. My head snapped backward and I moaned. “That’s it, college boy. Just enjoy it. I’m gonna make you feel sooooo good. You’re gonna give me this ass, and I’m gonna give you something special in return.” His fingers began to probe my hole again. It was different than the rough fingering before; the lube he was spreading inside me made the prowling smooth. He worked his fingers deeper into me than he’d been so far. I felt the sharp pain of my hole being stretched, and I think I grimaced. “You’re fine,” he said calmly into my ear. “Just relax. Relax those muscles, college boy. It’s time to give in to the gift.” “Yes, sir” I moaned, suddenly thinking of the line I’d heard in a few porn videos. I’d never said it before during sex, but it seemed somehow right in the moment. The intense feelings were overwhelming, and I pushed my own face into the rough fabric of the couch. I couldn’t help but groan and his fingers probed me deeper, stretching my hole, all while he massaged my cock. “You’re gonna make me cum,” I begged. “Oh, that’s a long ways off, college boy. You have to satisfy my cock before you get to cum.” His fingers left my hole and I gasped at the relief. My heart was pounding and I was breathing heavy. The mix of the beers, muggy heat, and intense pleasure left my muscles feeling drained and weak all of a sudden. I kind of slumped over on the couch, needing to stretch my leg muscles. He grinned at me as I rolled onto my back. He pulled me forward a bit, so my ass what at the edge of the cushion. It was an awkward position because my upper body was half folded on itself, my lower back against the seat cushion, while my shoulders were pressed upright against the back of the couch. He was doing something out of sight beneath me, his eyes toward the floor. Then he looked up at my hole and pressed something cool and firm inside me. I winced, but he didn’t stop. There was a wired buzzing sound, and a vibration starting pulsing through my ass and up into my body. It was such a foreign feeling and I didn’t know what to make of it. “This’ll finish loosening you up, college boy.” He stood up, hovering over me. My body was oddly splayed on the couch, and I felt both awkward and powerless in the moment. My face was contorted with the mix of pleasure of weirdness pulsing inside me, my warms out to the sides, and my legs half holding themselves in the air. “You’re fucking hot,” he said. “I love seeing a college boy like this.” He reached down, grabbed my arm, and pulled me to a standing position.My legs felt wobbly, and my balance was off. He pulled me tight against him for stability, then kissed me deeply. He looked me in the eye. “I can see how confused you are. You want this so badly, but part of you is afraid because you’ve never let go like this. And you aren’t sure what is coming next, but deep down you know what is coming next and you really, REALLY want it. You’ve been told all these years you’re not supposed to want this. You’re supposed to play safe like a good, clean college boy. But the fact is you are a dirty slut and desperately want what you’re not supposed to have.” He looked at me intensely. “Isn’t that right, college boy? You want this?” I was silent. Conflicted. Everything he’d said was true. I wasn’t supposed to want this. I should grab my clothes and go. I was afraid because this guy was going to break all the rules. That’s what Jared had tried to tell me but couldn’t — Henry broke all the rules. He’d used Jared, broken his rules, and now he was going to do the same to me. The good boy in me wanted to run, but I was powerless to because I desperately wanted this. “Let’s get you into the bedroom where we have more room.” [If you’re enjoying the story, let me know. You can simply click the blue heart to keep inspiring the story.]

Part 4: Dominic takes Will “Take of your pants.” He said. I backed away and unbuttoned my jeans, kicking off my shoes. With my pants to the side, I ran my fingers along the waistband of my boxers, hesitating for a moment. I watched as Dominic removed his pants, revealing a jockstrap underneath. We stood almost naked taking each other in. I slipped of my boxers, revealing my cock and balls. Dominic smiled. “How big are you?” he asked. “I’m six foot,” I said. “No,” he said. “How big is your dick?” “I don’t know.” Dominic turned and moved to his desk, opening a drawer and taking out a tape measurer. “Get hard,” he said, walking to me. I reached down and started jerking my cock, though seeing Dominic in his jockstrap was doing enough on its own. With him standing so close to me, I could feel his warmth. It was intoxicating. “There,” I said, pushing out my pelvis for him to see. He kneeled down, holding the measuring tape out along my shaft. “Eight inches,” he said. “Big boy.” “Is that good?” He smiled up at me. “That’s perfect. Just think, this cock was almost wasted on an ungrateful woman. Good thing I got to you first. Still, it also means that I’m still king.” He removed his jockstrap, revealing a semi-erect cock that took my breath away. “Ten inches and thick.” “I don’t think I can take that,” I told him. Feeling once again worried about my choice. “Don’t worry,” he said, kissing me again. “We’ll go slow… at first. Here, wear this.” He handed me his jockstrap. I looked inside and found some stains. I assumed they were cum and piss stains. Normally, I would recoil, but now, taking it from Dominic, I wanted nothing more than to wear it. As I lifted a leg, he reached out and stopped me. “Smell it first,” he said. Slowly, I raised it to my nose and breathed in, my head spinning from the smell of sweat, piss, and cum. I wanted more. I breathed in deeper, pressing the fabric to my face. My tongue slipped out and ran along the fabric, tasting him. “What do you think?” he asked. All I could do was moan. “Put it on.” I hated that I wasn’t going to smell or taste him, but he wanted me to do what he said. I slipped it on, finding the pouch a bit larger than needed. He really was a big guy. Now with his jockstrap off, I could see the tattoo his towel had been hiding. It was a biohazard symbol, the type you see near fallout shelters. It meant to stay away. For me, I wanted to get closer. “Kneel down,” Dominic said. I did as I was told. He stepped closer, his cock in my face, hard as a rock. “Taste it,” he said. I opened my mouth and took in his mushroom head. I’d never tasted someone else. Not like this. Already my jaw was straining to take him in. On my tongue I could taste his precum. It was sweet. “That’s it, baby,” he said, running his hand through my hair, holding on to the back of my head. “Take in a bit more.” He pushed his cock further into my mouth, invading my throat. I started gagging. “Don’t worry,” Dominic said. “You’ll learn to fight that. You’ll have to. How’s it taste?” His cock fell out of my mouth, saliva dripping down my chin. “It tastes amazing.” He slipped his cock back into my mouth, his hand guiding me further down. I gagged again. There was no way I could take him all. I wanted to, but I knew my limits. I bobbed on his cock, trying to keep my teeth away. I knew little about blowjobs, but I knew you weren’t supposed to use your teeth. I looked up and saw Dominic’s head tilted back. “Is it alright?” I asked him. He looked down at me, a wide grin on his face. “You’re a natural,” he said. “We’ll have my whole cock down your throat in no time.” “How?” “Practice,” he said. My cock was throbbing against Dominic’s jockstrap. I reached down and started rubbing, moaning with pleasure. “A born cocksucker,” Dominic said, watching as I pleasured myself, trying to shove more of his cock into my throat. I was halfway. “Time for something new. Get on the bed.” I stood up and followed him to the bed, crawling to the middle. He went to his desk again and pulled out a tube and small vial. “These will make everything easier,” he said, turning to the bed and climbing up next to me. “Spread your legs. Let me see your hole.” I did as I was told. Several men had seen me naked at the gym when I went in to shower. That experience wasn’t new. Having someone else see my butthole was a new experience. I had yet to have a prostate exam, and other than the fooling around I had done days before, it had been an area unexplored. Dominic looked down and then at me. “You’ll need to open wide for me,” he said. “Pull your knees up to your chest. Show me.” I pulled my knees up to my chest, stretching in ways I’d never done before. “Beautiful,” he said, reaching down and running his hand over my hole. I flinched. “Sensitive,” he said. “Let me see what I can do.” He slipped off the bed and leaned down, bringing his face to my hole. “You’ll enjoy this.” My body seized and I gasped. I looked down and saw only the top of his head as his mouth was open around my hole. I could feel his tongue licking. Is this sanitary, I wondered? Do I care? I’d never felt anything like it. My body shuddered, his tongue probing even deeper. I could feel him enter me. I looked down again and saw his eyes watching me. The same ferocity was in his eyes. He was eating me, devouring me. After minutes of this passion, he moved back and took a deep breath in through his nose. “You smell good,” he said, licking his lips. “You taste even better.” “Really?” He smiled. “It’s time to open you up,” he said. “Here, open his bottle. Close your one nostril and breathe in deep. Try to hold as long as you can.” “What is it?” I asked him. “It’s called a popper.” “Is it a drug?” I asked him. “I don’t do drugs.” “Don’t worry,” he said. “It’s an aid. It’ll help you open up.” I nodded and unscrewed the lid. I held it to my nose, held one nostril closed, and breathed in deep. I almost dropped the bottle as my head continued to spin. I felt light, a warmth rushing through me. At the same moment, I felt something push against my hole, forcing itself inside. I looked down and saw Dominic’s hand out of sight. His eyes met mine. “One finger in,” he said, starting to move in and out. He took the bottle and squirted something on his hand. “Take another hit, and we’ll try for two.” I did as I was told. “Good boy. How about three?” I was in another world. I took two more hits. “Four.” Another two hits. He smiles at me. “That’s five, baby.” His hand pumped in and out of me, my hole open. “Looks like you cut yourself,” he says. “What happened there?” “My finger,” I told him. “It… slipped.” “Sure it did,” he said. “It might open up a bit. That’s not abnormal. Trust me. Sometimes there’s blood.” “Blood?” “Don’t worry,” he says. “Don’t you trust me?” My breath caught. “Of course.” “I think you’re ready,” he said. “Wait,” I said, arresting his attention. “Do you… I mean… do you have a condom?” His face falls. “I don’t use condoms,” he says. “But, don’t you have to?” “If you’re afraid of knocking a woman up, sure,” he said. “But between men, never. There’s nothing like feeling skin against skin. That’s where the true connection exists, feeling your partner’s body, their most sensitive points and places. That’s what it’s about.” “I’m just, I’m not sure,” I told him, my legs dropping from my chest. “I don’t fuck with condoms,” he told me. “I can’t stay hard with one on. Real men don’t use condoms. If you don’t agree, you can leave. That’s up to you.” I saw him leave the bed, standing at full height, his cock curving up, fully hard. Never had I seen anything as beautiful as the man in front of me. I wanted him. I wanted him more than anything. I thought of my dream and how much I had wanted it to be real. Now it was. Why would I lose this chance willingly? I grabbed my legs and pulled my knees back to my chest. He smiled. “Alright then,” he said. “Time to take your virginity.” Dominic crawled onto the bed and returned his hand to my hole, massaging it. “I’ll go slow at first,” he said, “but once I’m in, I won’t be able to stop. Understand?” I nodded. “Then here we go.” He lined up his cock to my hole. “Take another hit,” he said, nodding to the vial. As I breathed deep, I felt what must have been his entire hand pressing against my hole. “Almost in,” he said, smirking. There was a searing pain, my body willing me to move away from this unexpected intruder. “Don’t back away,” he said as if he could read my mind. “There,” he said. “The heads in.” “Just the head?” I asked. He laughed. “Let’s keep going.” The pain increased as he pushed more in. “Keep breathing,” he told me. My hands were shaking, losing the hold of my legs. Dominic grabbed my ankles and held them steady, spreading my cheeks even more. His eyes closed as he continued to surge forward. “Fuck,” he groaned. “You feel so tight. It’s been years since I had a virgin ass to myself. Tell me, baby. Tell me your ass is mine.” “My ass is yours,” I whimpered, still trying to push through the pain. I felt like I was being torn in half. My heart was pounding. How much more of this man existed that was still outside of me? “Almost there,” he said, biting his bottom lip. “Just a bit more.” For a brief moment, I thought I was going to die. A ten-inch cock was entering my body. How was anyone able to handle anything so big? I thought of my own cock, knowing it was only two inches shorter. Would someone feel this way if I fucked them, I wondered? A new sensation met me as I felt hair press against my ass. I looked down and saw Dominic’s pelvis pressed against me, his pubic hair mixing with the hairs on my balls. “You did it,” he said, smiling. “All ten inches. You’re not a virgin anymore.” I’m no longer a virgin, I thought. There’s no going back now. “I’m going to wait and let your ass grow accustomed to my size,” Dominic said. “Alright,” I said. “Daddy,” he said. “What?” “Call me Daddy,” Dominic said. “Say it. Call me Daddy, Son.” “Daddy,” I repeated, the word hanging in the air. Dominic smiled. “What do you want your Daddy to do, Son?” “I want you to fuck me,” I said. He raised a brow. “I want you to fuck me, Daddy,” I corrected. He slid out of my ass and then slowly pushed himself back in, causing me to wince. “Who does your ass belong to?” “You, Daddy.” He pulled out again, pushing back in, this time with more force. “Who does your body belong to?” “You, Daddy.” Out and in. “Who does your soul belong to?” “You, Daddy.” “And who will you listen to and do whatever he tells you to do?” “You, Daddy.” “Who’s your master?” “You, Daddy.” “Who do you want to convert you?” “You, Daddy.” “That’s fucking right,” he growled, his pace quickening. I could feel his cock all the way up in my chest, reaching for my heart. With every thrust, he hit a spot in my body that I’d never felt before, sending waves of pleasure throughout my body. “You feel that, Son? That’s your prostate I’m hitting. Only the biggest dicks can make you feel that way, obliterating the spot that makes men quake.” My hand was down to my crotch, reaching beneath the jockstrap, grabbing my cock and balls. I was the hardest I’d ever been. Precum was oozing out of my piss slit, collecting in my pubic hair in puddles. “Let me see that cock,” Dominic said. I pushed the jock’s pouch down beneath my balls, my cock springing to life. A drop of precum flew through the air and stuck to his treasure trail. Without missing a beat, he left go of my ankle and collected the precum on his finger, bringing it to his mouth. He moaned. “You taste so sweet,” he said. “So pure. So clean. Let’s see if we can change that.” His pace quickened, the bed shaking beneath us. He started grunting as I moaned, my body unable to contain the waves of ecstasy flowing over me. I took hold of my cock again and started pumping, stopping as Dominic’s hand grabbed my wrist. “Don’t jerk off,” he said. “I want to see you cum hands free.” “Can I do that?” I asked. “Only when a big cock is inside you,” he said. “You’ll see.” He pounded harder. His breathing started to quicken. “I’ve got a huge load for you,” he said. “I can feel it boiling in my balls. Tell me where you want it, Son? You don’t want me to waste it on your stomach, do you?” “No, Daddy,” I said. “You only want it in your ass, right?” “Yes, Daddy.” “Tell me that’s where you want it.” “I want your cum in my ass, Daddy.” “You want me to convert you?” “Yes, Daddy.” “You want me to knock you up?” “Yes, Daddy.” “You want me to make you mine forever?” “Yes, Daddy. Make me yours forever. Cum in my ass.” “You’ve got it,” he growled, pushing as far into my ass as he could, his head thrown back as he cried out. “Fuck. I’m cumming. I’m cumming in your ass, Son. Can you feel it?” “Yes, Daddy. I can feel it.” I could feel his cock throbbing, a warmth spreading inside of me. At that very second, my own cock came to life, shooting ropes of cum into the air, splattering down on my face, chest, and stomach. Taken over by the pleasure, I scooped up my cum and started shoveling it into my mouth, relishing the taste of my first hands free cum. “I’m still cumming,” Dominic cried, looking down at his cock. His body was shaking with each pulse. “Fuck. It’s like it won’t stop.” “Don’t stop, Daddy,” I said, still bringing my cum to my mouth.

Part 1 - I love Scorpios “Julius, your test was reactive. You are HIV positive.” My mouth gaped at the news. This couldn’t be right! I was on PrEP. Although, I guess I was pretty forgetful about taking it. But I always used protection when I bottomed. Well, except for that time with those hunky daddies in the gym shower, and that time with that big-dicked Latino while I was on a run in the park, and that time I blacked out at the club and then shat out a lot of cum the next morning, and that time with… Holy shit! I’m a fucking cumwhore, I realized. Those were just some of my raw fucks in the last month. I don’t even know any of these guys’ names, much less their statuses. I was definitely in shock after learning I was positive, but I felt a weight lifted off of me. Ever since I lost my virginity in my teens, I’d had this constant worry about catching HIV. But I was 23, and I knew it wasn’t a death sentence. If anything, it could open doors in my own personal sexual liberation and exploration. I just had to wrap my mind around it first. I was a healthy young guy with light olive skin and shiny brown hair. I was the skinny 6’2” tall kid throughout high school, but then I started going to the gym five days a week in my second year of college. You could tell! Broad shoulders, strong quads, a tight muscled ass, with a hidden six-pack that would eventually come in once I learned how to diet. I loved bottoming and throating cock. I also loved to top with my thick cut 8-inch dick. When I got home, I made dinner and then stowed away in my room to avoid having to tell my roommate about my day. I did some research on living life with HIV. I learned more about the meds I got and how to reduce risk of transmission. Then I started reading about the poz sub-culture. When I saw that scorpion tattoos indicate a guy is poz and often unmedicated, I remembered that big-dicked Latino in the park. It was early morning and still dark out, and I had just run up the hill at Dolores Park in San Francisco. I was leaning over the back of a bench to catch my breath. My running shorts were riding up, practically exposing my ass. I saw a 5’10” fit Latino guy in his 30s coming up behind me. I’ll call him Nico, because I never found out his name. Nico had probably been cruising along the tracks next to the park. He firmly grabbed my hips from behind and humped his groin against my ass. I could feel he was packing, and I was very curious. I turned around to see this man. Nico had a gorgeous chiseled jawline and a piercing on his eyebrow. I knew the cruising drill, so I got down on my knees and pulled the front of his gym shorts down to reveal a thick 10 inch uncut cock, oozing very thick precum. I lapped up his juices and worked my tongue all over his giant meat before he grabbed the back of my head and shoved it down my throat. He throat-fucked me for a few minutes before I lost my composure and started gagging. While I pulled off and coughed to the side, he unzipped his jacket to reveal his stacked abs above a scorpion tattoo with a stinger directed at his massive cock. I was so turned on. I loved abs and I loved Scorpios, so, to show my appreciation, I licked his tat and up his abs until I was on my feet, turned around and bent over. Nico fondled my lightly hairy ass which was still a bit sweaty from my run. Then he tugged down the back of my shorts, grabbed my waist, and placed the head of his cock at my hole. Without any preparation, he immediately and aggressively shoved half of his thick, massive cock into my hole. Luckily, I caught myself before shrieking. Nico didn’t seem to notice or he didn’t care, because again he shoved his dick deeper until I could feel his balls slap against mine. With that, he pounded my hole, repeatedly pulling his dick out to the head and jabbing it back in. I moved my hand from the bench to my mouth to suffocate my yelps. Finally, my body began to adjust, and I could feel his cock pounding my prostate. My yelps turned to moans. I moved my hand back to the bench and exhaled, “Fuuuck. Pound my pussy.” Nico spoke up in a husky voice. “It’s my pussy.” I reached my hand beneath me to feel his cock sliding in and out of my, excuse me, his pussy. I felt owned and simultaneously wild. I looked out at the city view in front of us and almost instinctively moaned, “Breed me Daddy.” This must have turned him on, because he increased his pace. I could feel his cock swell against my prostate and his body tense up. “Seed your pussy!” I exclaimed. Nico thrust his hips forward and pulled my hips farther back, almost merging our bodies. His massive cock erupted ropes and ropes of cum into my bowels. The jerking of his cock with each squirt triggered my prostate and my own cock exploded in the front of my running shorts. The sun was beginning to peak above the East Bay hills as he slowly ejected his cock. “Mmmm no way you’re not pregnant with my babies bitch,” Nico smiled. “I haven’t cum in a week. You’re full of my boys. Don’t let them leak out.” “I won’t. I promise.” He pulled up his shorts and zipped up his sweater. As a parting goodbye, he poked his middle finger up my well-used hole to feel his boys marinating inside me. Maybe he knew they were actively infecting me with his virus. We parted ways. I ran back home with wet spots on the front and back of my running shorts. Any fag I ran by looked at me knowingly and giggled. A few even grabbed their bulges, hoping for sloppy seconds. When I got home, I put in my butt plug and kept his boys in me throughout work. I laid on my bed remembering this awesome experience that I figured was my HIV conversion. I had taken off my clothes and was stroking my cock and fingering my hole, imagining how his boys infiltrated my cells. I was so horny and it was almost midnight. I put on my running shorts and a sweater and jogged over to Dolores, hoping for a reenactment.

Word had been spreading about me in my town but thankfully my identity had been kept secret. I had started secretly giving blowjobs and getting fucked through the hidden gloryhole in our bathroom at the local mall. It first started with one or two times but it grew into more. Being 18 and a freshman in college I felt out of place among all the upperclassmen. I also felt out of place among the other freshmen as well. Growing up my red hair and smallish frame got me picked on so i didn't make friends easily so i mostly kept to myself. Knowing I was gay and saw how the world looked ay the gay community just made me stay to myself even more but it didn't stop me from wanting to glance at the older guys in the gym showers and in the locker room. A few times I got caught looking but it was passed on just by a young guy wanting to see what an older guy looks like. From what I learned from what I saw in porn I have been using anything I can to re-create everything I had been seeing. I started using my hairbrush handle and when I felt I was ready for more I started looking for bigger things to put up my ass. I found a porn shop that had been far enough away from my college so I wouldn’t be noticed and found a few sizes that would do great things to my ass and make me ready for real cocks. When I felt I was ready, that's when I started leaving notes in parts of the school that only guys would see and told them that there is a time and place if they wanted to have a private release during the day. I had two free periods during the school day that were meant for studying but since I already had as much work as I could do I used those periods waiting in the bathroom stall for anyone who saw my notes and wanted to have some fun. The stall next to me opened up and I waited hoping this was the first of many to show up. Sure enough there were two soft knocks on the wall like I asked so it wouldn't be heard and I was excited for this. I lifted the panel keeping the hole hidden and as soon as I did there was an enormous cock with a thick head at the end. I had to be at least twelve inches long and six inches thick with a thick bush of black pubes. I licked my lips in wanting but then i saw written on the tip ass only no suck. I was upset that i couldn't taste it but i was more than happy to spread my cheeks and set myself on what was offered to me. I could hear the softest groan coming from the stall and knew this was going to be fun. The rhythm picked up as I got more and more used to his length and girth making it much harder to stay quiet for the both of us. The guy I guess heard me whimper louder and louder with him going faster making his balls slap loudly on my ass. We had to stop when we heard someone walk into the stall on the other side of mine. In fear I could feel the guy starting to pull out of me without filling my ass with his cum until we both heard the double knock on the wall and I began to feel him push back in. I lifted the second panel and there was a cock that wasn't as long as the one that was pumping into my poop chute but was thicker. Thankfully on the tip of this new member was written suck and swallow. I opened my mouth as much as i could and took as much down my throat. With all my practice at home with various objects I was able to take the whole thing without any issue thanks to not having a gag reflex. Whoever had their cock in my throat was loving it because he moaned loudly when I took the whole thing on my first try. I sat there as this guy fucked my throat without any mercy as the did the guy fucking my ass. Being pounded at both ends felt more amazing than everything I have ever experienced in my life. I couldn't think of any better way to lose my virginity than having two guys at once taking it on each side for the first time. I could feel it when both of these hung stallions were getting close to filling me up with their mature seed. I pushed back to make sure that the guy fucking me was as far inside of my ass to unload everything into it without wasting a drop as well as the guy i was sucking so i could swallow everything offered to me. The school bell rang signaling the first of my free periods were over and They slammed into me at the same time making me moan so much it brought them both overboard. I felt both cocks expand so much and unload everything into my body. I kept up my swallowing so I didn't lose any of the cum being poured into my throat. When both guys were finished and pulled out I set the toilet paper panel back down so neither of them had a chance to look in and see me. The guy who fucked me was the first to leave and shortly after that the guy i was sucking left too leaving me in my sex haze and i took the time to finger out the cum leaking from my un virgined and leaking hole to taste it. Once I ate all the cum from my hole I was hungry for more and felt empty without another cock inside of me. Once the warning bell went on signaling that everyone was supposed to be in class that's when i heard the double knocking coming from the stall that the guy who fucked me had just vacated so i was excited to know what was coming up next.

Chapter I I was never the wild kind. I knew when to say no and never drank more than necessary. The gym was my sanctuary and I would always play safe when I hook up, especially since I'm a total bottom. I was in my comfort zone, being 28 in Toronto, working in a startup developing mobile apps with a good surrounding. My health was great, my relationships were good and I believed that because I played by the rules, I would be rewarded sufficiently. It all changed though when I met Victor. Was it fate? Or chance? I always thought that if I wasn't stood up by the guy my colleague tried to set me up with at Woody's, I would've had a regular life now, ready to live in the suburbs with a clean shaven man I would call my husband. But no, it seemed as if my date was caught in traffic and had to rain check. Alone I sat by the bar, sipping my third gin and tonic for the night. I should leave soon, even if it's a Friday night. The bartender then handed me a glass of what I suppose was rum and coke, and informed me that it came from the man at other end of bar. With the excess lights and music, it was difficult for me to make him out that I had to tilt my head like a curious ostrich. When I saw him, it was too late to hide in the sand. He stood up and segued towards me. He had to be at least 6'1. Not too muscular, but fit nevertheless. With a black oversized tanktop, his biceps were defined, larger than average and his veins were popping. His pecs were also exposed, with his nipples showing at certain angles. Both sleeves had tribal tattoos in different colors. Under his nose was an 80s pornstache, and his head had a curly sort of mullet. He must've been at least in his late 50s, but he wouldn't look a day past 40. With the lights flickering across his face as he approached me, I could see how sharp his gaze was at me. He was also wearing a pair of leather chaps, jeans exposed by the crotch. He had a septum piercing, and was wearing a dogtag with a biohazard ring. What could it mean? "Hi, mind if I take this seat?" I said sure... stuttering a bit as I pulled the chair next to me. "Thanks for the drink, kinda need it." "Yeah, rough day?" "Not really, just got stood up. Rarely happens tho but my work mate isn't really best match maker" "Ah I see. Well, it comes and go. On the bright side, you get to meet me instead. I'm Victor." "Nice to meet you, I'm Drew. How long have you been staring there?" I questioned, trying to be a bit flirty since I might as well take the chance now. "Well, since you got in. Such a cute ass you have there. You got to tell me where you got those pants. And these too.." He started to touch my left ear and grazed his fingers on the piercings I had, smiling with his eyes locked on me. "Thanks, haha." I tried to reciprocate by bringing my stool closer to his and placed my right hand on his lap. His hand was now on my shoulder. We continued to break the ice and spent almost an hour talking, with him covering the tab and keeping the drinks coming. From my understanding, Victor is a video artist who lives off a hefty commission. He spent his early 20s in New York and only came back to Canada a few years ago. I was pretty captivated that I too was sharing a lot bout myself and was strangely attracted to him even though I don't go for older guys. Especially with his style. It was edgy, industrial and nothing close to the cookie cutter ivy league boys I'd go for. Perhaps it was his candor and demeanour that made got my attention. He doesn't speak as fast as most guys do, his voice lacked the usual anxious filled hesitancy. It was still effeminate, but full of confident. The stories he told me bout his endeavours were fascinating and we didn't break eye contact the entire time. "I don't know if this is your style, but do you want to get out of here? I don't live too far." Usually, I'm a prude and only kept fucking on the 3rd date. But given that I was stood up and another man showed up, and the alcohol had made me not overthink as much, I agreed. I thought maybe it's one of those nights where I'll let loose a bit and have those moments you say no regrets. And not an ounce of regret did I have since I met Victor that night. We walked to his place, about 10 minutes away. Hidden in a quiet alley was a townhouse. I didn't expect him to be this wealthy, I thought. We held hands during the entire time. His palm was callous, and his fingernails were sharp, manicured like a piranha's teeth. Probably part of his whole style. I don't know why but I was turned on by it. We head to the kitchen where he suggested that we should freshen up. "I know we've drank quite a bit, but I don't want to cut this time we're spending too soon and head to bed. Do you want to have more fun?" "What do you mean?" The right door of the fridge was pulled open and Victor took out some capsules with a bottle of gatorade. He grabbed 2 highball glasses from underneath the counter cabinet and placed it between us. "This is kinda of a fun drink. It's not alcoholic, but it does make us feel more at ease." In my mind, I was telling myself how I was always against drugs. With an distant cousin that never made it out of rehab due to heroin, the tales I hear from my parents kept me on a straight edge path. Even the occasional joints were something I would only participate in if everyone was in. "Don't worry, Victor. It isn't dangerous or anything. It's just a drink called G. I promise you'll be fine." I smiled at him and nodded. With a gulp, I drank a kind of liquid that tasted sharp like metals, forcing a deep gulp that took more than just courage. "See? Not too bad right?" Victor then approached closer to my face and pecked me. This was our first kiss. I returned the kiss and both our hands were now held on each other's face. With a short glance, we embraced again and made out. After about 5-10 minutes of continuous caress, I started to feel a bit lighter and a bit lethargic, but I was still conscious. Victor then asked if I would want to join him upstairs in his room or just hang where we were. Was it that obvious that I was a prude to him? I couldn't help but blush with how Victor was treating me. He acknowledged how inexperienced I was but respected it. "Yeah, show me your room." We climbed 2 floors up and opposite of the hallway was a double door. It opened to a room that was huge and luxurious. King sized poster bed, with black linen sheets. A few large candles stacked on both sides of the end tables and above the headboard was a large preserved head of a ram, horns protruding in a curl, pointed to the pillows. There was also an antique chandelier hung in the middle of the room, with one side of the wall covered in armoires that were dark oak. The floor was velvet maroon and it was obvious how Victorian and gothic his room was. Nothing short of a work of art though. I looked around the room and found myself captivated by the decor of memorabilia. There was also a large wooden X hung opposite of the armoire. It's as if someone was supposed to be placed in it, with limbs attached. There was also a mid sized marble statue of what seem like a minotaur under the chandelier, acting as a centrepiece for the bedroom. "Neat, huh? These are all the treasures I've found over the years.. vintaged, given, passed down, all very unique and possess a certain kind of energy, if you believe in those kinds of things" "Cool, it must have taken a lot of effort to do this. It's remarkable." I was still gliding around the room, observing the details and furnitures I would never have imagined. The drink I had was also still in effect and I couldn't help but to lean on Victor's chest a as he guided me around with him behind me. I also started to feel his bulge brushing my ass starting to get bigger. My suspicions were right bout the wooden X as Victor explained how it's used to punish and incite pleasure on those who got on it. "Maybe one day you get to get on it" He whispered in my ears as he brushed my waist and arched his head down for a kiss. I yielded and allowed myself to be engulfed in his embrace, once again. This time, it felt much better with the drink's effect. We continued to make out and approached the velvet ottoman that was in front of the bed. Victor stopped us and we sat on it. He ended our kiss and formed that devilish grin he had when we first saw each other. "Do you smoke weed, Drew?" "Sometimes, but I don't really like it. Makes you feel slow." "Yeah, I agree. Do you want to feel fast instead?" "What do you mean?" Victor unlocked the ottoman that was also a chest to take out a wooden box where there was a glass pipe, a torch and tiny bags of what seemed like coarse, unprocessed salt. "This is T, another thing we can do if you don't want the fun to end. All you got to do is just smoke it a bit and let go of yourself.." I was now hesitating a bit, but I couldn't say no as I was curious to where this night will lead me. Any suggestions Victor proposed couldn't be bad, I rationalized and so far, I am having one of the best times I've ever had. "I'll teach you okay, and don't worry, you're safe with me." He lit the pipe with the torch after placing some of the substance from the bag and began inhaling. Without any warning, he grabbed my head and pushed his tongue into me while exhaling, and I couldn't help but to breathe in and take the smoke. "Just let go of yourself Drew, let go of yourself to me.." Victor made a few more inhalation and exchanged it with me and I made sure that I was going to let go of myself to him. In an instance, I began trembling and felt more excited than usual. It was as if the drink I had had now counterbalanced what I smoked. I had never physically felt this good before. My eyes started to dilate and my heart began to race. My focus on Victor was more prominent, and his more intense on me. We starred at each other and made out on the bed. I lost track of how many times Victor lit the pipe but every time he did, he made sure he shared it with me. My body really did feel lose now, and the sensation I felt from Victor's touch and caress was electrifying. Victor took off his tanktop and his chaps, with only his jeans. His body was also tattooed and on his navel was an inverted pentagram in circle. He then took all my clothes off, leaving only my nylon green jock that said PUMP. "Cute pair, Drew. Want to try something better?" We jolted from the bed and walked to the armoire where once opened, the shelves revealed different kinds of jocks in different materials. "You've done a lot for me tonight Victor, and I'm really grateful for everything. You can choose what you want me to be in." The excitement from the smoke made me very vulnerable and more submissive than I would admit. A leather jock was what he chose and a studded choker collar was placed around my neck. The left door of the armoire was opened to reveal a full mirror which I saw myself in. My ass looked better in this jock, more structured with better shape. The collar was the perfect touch. Next, Victor put on a leather harness on himself and it was now I realized both his nippled were pierced. This turned me on completely but my cock was still limp. As a matter of fact, I haven't gotten hard since we smoked. I guess it is better that I'm wearing a jockstrap. "Now, are you ready to really have fun, Drew?" I could only nod and say Fuck yes.

I'm so stupid. I thought everyone was honest about their status. I was wrong. I just turned 18 a couple of days ago and decided to hit the apps. It didn't take long for me to start getting messages. I've always had a thing for older men and about ten of them in their 40's or above flooded my mailbox. I was looking for safe sex and all but one wanted to breed me. I declined their offer but kept them as favorites just in case. The gentleman that won my virginity said he was neg and would use a condom. Two hours later I'm standing at his door nervous as hell. He opened the door and led me directly into his bedroom. He had me strip down and then remove his clothes as well. I noticed he had a few tattoos but it was kinda dark in his room so I really couldn't tell what they were. While on my knees removing his socks he grabbed the back of my head and shoved his cock down my throat. I didn't resist because I was there to serve. He fucked my mouth good for about ten minutes before holding me still and cumming down my throat. I had no choice but to swallow. He said he was clean so I had no worries about swallowing his cum. After he finished he had me get on the bed on my stomach. He got on the bed with me and spread my cheeks. He then starts eating my hole and helping me loosen up. Occasionally it felt like his fingernails would scrape my insides but I thought that was normal so I didn't say anything. After about 15 minutes of eating my hole and getting me ready he told me it was time to say goodbye to my innocence. I heard him open up the condom but I didn't look back to make sure he actually put it on. Big mistake. He slid his cock in slowly to let my ass adjust to his size. He was around 7 inches long and fairly thick. Not as thick as a coke can but close enough. Once my ass adjusted to his cock he held a bottle under my nose and told me to sniff. I did as he said and soon my head was swimming but I was hornier than I'd ever been in my life. He started fucking my hole slow at first. Every few minutes he would have me sniff the bottle again and by now my penis was so hard it was hurting. My ass loosened up more and he really started fucking my ass harder and faster. He had me take another hit of the bottle and I lost all inhibitions. I wanted to feel his cum inside me. I started begging him to flood my ass. He let out an evil laugh and said don't worry slut you're going to get more than just my cum. Just then he let out a primal scream and I felt his cum flooding my ass. Being so horny and high I started cumming myself without ever touching my penis. As the euphoria started wearing off I realized I had taken him raw and his cum was brewing inside of me. Before I had time to do anything he grabbed a butt plug and shoved it in my ass. Still dazed by everything that just happened I was strapped to the bed with my ass on display. I realized what happened and tried to protest to no avail. Because I wouldn't be quiet he put tape over my mouth and told me to shut up. Once I calmed down he told me that he was poz and not on meds. For some reason upon hearing this I had another orgasm without touching myself. My body shook from the orgasm. It dawned on me that I was now this man's cumdump for as long as he wanted me. I didn't fight it and just accepted my fate.

So Wednesday night a guy that travels with work to Raleigh as I do is vers, but likes to bttm while traveling. He messaged and said he wasn't having any luck and asked if I was. Told him I'm getting ready to go to the Days Inn and go anon ass up face down taking all loads as a cumdump. He replied that he should go with me. We've never met just chatted on Grindr. I told him I've never cumdumped with another guy before, but let's do it. We met at the hotel after I got a room. He asked how this was going to work and I told him we'd take a pic of us in jockstraps ass up together on the bed, change profiles on Grindr, Sniffies, BBRT, post an ad on Twitter saying 2 cumdumps taking loads anon ass up face down and post the room number then wait ass up on the bed. He was intrigued. We propped the door open and within 15 minutes a guy entered the room. Mounted my friend and started fucking him. Then about 5 minutes another guy enters and starts fucking me. Then another guy comes in and watches as we're getting pounded. Throughout the night we got fucked and I took 5 loads and he took 1 load. He somewhat got overwhelmed by the situation being his first cumdump experience like that and left early. But he came back later and we ended up sleeping together. Woke up to him having a hard on and I starting stroking him. He then mounted me and fucked me until he cum. Hot night. After he left I took 1 more anon load.

Chapter II "How open are you, Drew?" I didn't know how to answer Drew's question. I was always very vanilla and kept it simple and short. The orgasms I've had from the wanks and sex I've done were always the same, not much were memorable or made me want to replay those moments. It was a routine that I did not mind. I asked Victor, what he meant by open and what would he recommend me to try out. By now, the T that I smoked would make me agree to anything he says as I already felt as if I have fully surrendered myself to him to do whatever he pleases. His questions were just confirmations that he wanted me to feel safe and comfortable. "Well, you can clearly see how vast my fantasies can be, given the nature of my bedroom. I am an artist after all. I enjoy testing limits, experimenting on my subjects, unlock their potential and free themselves..." Victor now placed me on the floor and made me crouch, looking up to him with full obedience. "What I want is to make you experience the freedom and pleasure that you repress deeply within you. I see it in your eyes..." My head was now cradled closer to him, our gaze unbroken. "Why not we try some mild things first and see how much you like it. Or if I like it. Would you be okay if I do something to you that I enjoy but brings you pain? You'll still be safe.." "Sure, yeah let's do it." I said in a rush. I was now extremely excited to see what Victor would do. We smoked a few times more and I felt more elevated than before. "Get on the bed all fours, Drew. We'll start with a little bondage play. Nothing too serious, everyone does it." I got on my back and spread like an eagle on the bed, seeing my reflection in the mirror above me with the ram looking right into me. Victor took out some ropes from the armoire and began tying my limbs to the bed's poster. They were tight and firm, leaving me with little movements. He also took out a gas mask from under the bed and placed it on me, connecting the hose to a larger glass bong placed on the end table. More T was placed and the torch was lit, as well as the candles around the bed. "Inhale." My nerves sparked again in every part of my body and with my limbs being tied, pulling myself only heighten the pleasure. The room was now only lit by the candles and Victor began to take off his jeans, and boy he was hung. It was at least 9 inches and his balls were massive. The cockring he had on was solid titanium and his thighs were bushy. He then wore a pair of tight rubber chaps that exposed both his ass and cock. His ass was muscular, though not as bubbly as mine but you can tell he could squat more than me. I still couldn't believe how big he was. Even through the foggy gas mask I had on, I knew that I wasn't ready to take him. Another hit was lit by Victor and he started to announce that it's time.. Still tied, I nodded and shouted yeah in anticipation. I first felt his callous hands on my body, and I can tell that oil now glistened everywhere on me. My breathing was deep and his frequent touch excited my nerves and sent waves of pleasure in me. As Victor stood on top of me, he bent down to lick both my armpit which caused me to twitch continuously, trying to pull myself in futile from being tied by the limbs. I let out screams and moans of "Yeahs.." as Victor nourished on my pits. His tongue then slid from my chest to my crotch, not giving my limp cock any attention. His tongue continuously slid up and down on me nonstop, further ending down on my ass where it was then lifted for him to devour. All the sex I've had before combined couldn't stand a chance to a fraction of how I was feeling at the moment. The waves of pleasure from the substances I've consumed and the state I was in made me realize that I have unlocked a part of me that I never knew existed. Victor nourished my ass and fingered me deep with his sharp nails, scratching my insides. Pain was secondary at this point. I was numb to the pain and was only experiencing pleasure. I could also feel his tongue piercing resting on my hole and entering it, in and out. Victor also rimmed my ass ring in circles as his fingers were expanding my insides. Suddenly, he stopped and I could only moan in desperation. More please, fuck was all I could repeat. "I'm glad that you're enjoying this Drew. I want to clean you up a bit before we go further. Make you more suitable for my taste.." The oil that was slathered on me was also stinging and I now saw Victor placing a leather pouch on the end table. Different sizes of razors were taken out to be sharpened. Another hit of the T to the gas mask was lit and my shaving commenced. My body hair wasn't thick, but it was pretty defined on my arms and legs. They were curly and so were my pubes. My hair wasn't too long and I could pull of a fringe at times. "I like my boys smooth.. like silk." Victor began to first shave my whole head with a clipper that was hidden. I thought he was only going for my body. I couldn't remember the last time I was bald. Then, the razor was glided onto my scalp to ensure that I was spotless. The only hair that was spared were my eyebrows. My face was next and just like the way he tongued me, he started from the top and to the bottom. When my armpit hair was gone, Victor dived in again. This time, it was more sensitive and I screamed louder than usual. I was lucky that it didn't last long. I could feel the cold air breezing on my arms now. The precision that Victor had in his shave was impeccable. Not a single cut. Even with him being on the same substances I'm on, he was skilful. Once my chest and torso were done, my legs were next. The stinging oil was applied again and I started to a realize a part of me that was once there was now gone. My pubes was of course the last part as after my legs were done, Victor began devouring my thighs again my moans of ecstasy restarted. The surface of his tongue, in contact with my bare skin intensified the nerves that were already excited from the T I had. It was as if there were layers in the pleasure I was experiencing. Once my pube was done, my hole was the last piece of hair that needed to be eliminated. A towel was then rubbed across my body to get rid of the hair. Looking at the mirror above, I didn't recognize myself. I was paler than I thought but I could see how my muscles were defined. It is as if I had been reborn. "Now, that's perfect. Here's a reward for being so patient and agreeing to this.. I got very lucky to find you Drew. Truly.." Before I could even say Me too, I was rimmed again, hole devoured by Victor's prowess. It felt better now with my bare skin exposed to his lizard like tongue. I was a new person now with this makeover I had. Still tied, I stared at my reflection, smiling as I said Fuck yeah. Thank you Victor. He was now on top of me and my mask was finally removed. Finally I could feel his tongue in my mouth, allowing me to savour the taste of myself. He spit in my mouth and our mouths locked with our tongues dancing together. Pearls of his sweat dropped on my face and was fed back by him. This was the raunchiest fuck I've done and my only regret is not having it done sooner. At every interval of us kissing, Victor kept praising how good I was and how beautiful I now looked. It's the perfect offering he would then whisper to me before devouring both my ears too and sending a shock of moans that I couldn't help contain. So smooth he would say, before pinching and twisting my nipples and spitting in me as I let out a scream. With the room only being lit with the candles, it was hard to properly see Victor but I can tell that his dark grin was more profound now. He then proceeded to adjust my tied limbs. My legs were now tied behind my arms, close to the rest to fully expose my ass. I was now positioned in a way where I was ready to get fucked. "We still got a long way to go, Drew. Don't get too excited now." "When are you going be inside me? I really need it man please..!" What was I saying? Was I actually begging? I had truly been reborn. "Patience and soon you'll be rewarded...good things come to those who wait..." Victor then left the bed and the gas mask full of T was put on again to feed me. I heard some noises and cabinets being opened from where I was, curious to what he was retrieving. He came back with 2 briefcases, one filled with dildos and the other with buttplugs. A nipple clamp was also in his hands and a jar of what seemed like grease was held by him. "This is to not just stretch you out, but to also test your limits." I could only look at the sizes of the toys with eyes wide open as I was now into a different kind of territory. Never have I tried toys as large as I saw.. I only had an average dildo back in college and even butt plugs made me squirm. Was I ready? "Are you ready, Drew? I want you to be confident that you can take this." "Yes, fuck yes. I'm ready." "Do you mean it?" "Yes, do whatever you want to me, stretch me out, I don't care. I want to feel it." "Whatever I want?" This got Victor's attention more than usual. "Yeah, I don't care I'm all yours, just do it now please." I couldn't sit still forever in that position without being touched, I needed something in me or against me. It was what my bare skin demanded. "If you say so....but don't worry, I will never make this hard on you.." My hole was now gently brushed by his fingers and slowly he dipped his index finger into a tiny jar and began probing me. Each probe, deeper than the last. "This is to calm your nerves, make you want more of what's to come..." My hole now felt different. At first it felt as if it was on fire, but then it cooled down to an ice like sensation that is insatiable for anything to be inserted. I started to moan and pleaded to get fucked, begging Victor to plug me now to shut my ass up. Victor could only reply with a grin as he looked up to the head of the ram above us. His fingers on his right hand probed me again while his left hand was now playing with my nipples, preparing the clamps on them. I could suddenly feel as if the room was also starting to get warmer and the candles around us were brighter than before. There was a sort of wave that was engulfing us. My only focus at that point was to just get fucked. Victor started to giggle as he held the first metal dildo that was bout twice the size of my cock. It was shiny and its texture was also rough, as if it was meant to scratch. "Toy time, Drew." I looked at Victor as his pupils were now expanded and both his eyes were fully black. I responded with a smile and nodded to him, signalling my permission before I looked up to see our reflection again.

I have said this a few times before, but when it comes to cock and cum I am pretty insatiable. I live on the western slope of Colorado, there are a lot of people who travel through for multiple purposes. I view myself as a place for men to cum. It’s not a lack of self confidence issue or anything. I am very confident in myself. I just think my purpose here is to serve as an outlet for men to get their rocks off using my holes. Anywho, i work in a town an hour away from where i live. This town is much bigger with a little more of a gay scene. This town features a lot of business hubs and things like that. A lot of truckers come through here. Work has been super stressful lately but that doesn’t stop me from fulfilling my dump duties. I have recently decided to check out sniffies. Nothing is hotter than anon sex to me, again, i am just a place for men to cum. My sniffies profile features a shot of me taking a big cock at a local gloryhole in said town. I get a message from a blank profile that reads “need to dump, when can you be here?” I respond with “whenever you need.” Dude tells me just to head over to loves truck stop so i do. He’s hosting in his truck. We climb in the backseat and he orders me to take my pants off. I do just that. Im on my back and he’s shoving a spit covered 5 inch cock in my boi pussy. Stings a bit at first but nothing i can’t handle. He lasts a good 8 pumps before blowing his load. I clean his dick off and hop out. The parking lot is busy. Lots of truckers, families, assembly other cruisers. Im aimlessly wandering around all of the big trucks. A handsome bear type hops out of his truck and approached me. He asks which truck is mine. I admit that i was just admiring the scenery. He calls me a “lot lizard” and chuckles. I was unsure of what this meant but he advises me that he’s not complaining and asks if I want to hop in his truck. Of course I do. We hop in the back and he wastes no time shoving a fat cock in my mouth. He’s talking super dirty to me. Telling me I am a filthy slut just looking for cock. He starts fingering my hole and feels a bit of the previous guys cum leaking out. “oh you’re a fucking pig.” He tells me. I smile and reply with “mhm” he flips me over and shoves his cock in me. he only gives me a bout 6 pumps before tellling me he’s dumping inside me. i pull him in close to make sure every drop is in me. He tells me to get the fuck out so i do. I decide to check out the bathroom and see if anything is happening. lots of men stopping in to relieve themselves before continuing their trips. I luckily score the last stall. i strip down to just my jock and slowly peer in underneath to see the cock next to me. He’s standing there, just finishing up his piss with a semi. he starts slowly to sit down but notices me peaking. he drops to his knees without cleaning his dick off and slides it underneath. A few drops of piss still on his tip. I make sure to lick him clean before gargling on his cock a bit. he’s nice and hard now. I slide on to my back and position myself. He slides into my used hole with ease. He starts fucking me deep and slow. He must’ve forgot how busy this bathroom was. He very loudly exclaims “fuck bro, im gonna cum.” before he shoots his load in my slut hole. I clean him off and take the hour drive home with my boi pussy full and happy.

Part 4 I had just finished cleaning up Jake's cock. I did a better job this time not clanking his PA on my teeth. While the taste wasn't terrible, it did leave a funky taste in my mouth. Jake brought me another beer to kill the taste of my ass (my count Jake called it) but it had a weird taste all its own. I gulped it down quickly and Jake said good boy. My mind was a disorganized mess. I knew I should be upset at what had happened but yet I didn't refuse. I didn't consider myself gay but I did enjoy parts of it. His cock did feel good inside of me and that messed with my head. What the hell is wrong with me? He kept calling me "boy" which kinda made me laugh because although he never asked me for my name, which is Boyd, my nickname was boy growing up. While I was trying to think about this, the room seemed to spin again and I also got sleepy again. Must be the warmth of the fireplace. Jake kept himself busy for a bit, texting, trying to get ready for something? but I really couldn't concentrate. Jake seemed to notice I was fading a bit and said "time to get busy boy". I was still on the big bed and Jake just plunged one of his thick calloused fingers back into my backside. I yelped a bit and Jake covered my mouth with his again and said shhhh boy. Let daddy work his magic again. What I felt again was that burning in my ass which was really sore from his first go at me. I got really warm after that and the burning stopped. Jake said my count has really closed up but it was sucking his finger in. He hit that spot inside which made me quiver again. He added his second finger after applying more of that burning lube inside me. Seems like the more lube he added, the more I liked his fingers invading me. Once again I was pushing back on his fingers to get more inside me. Jake's fingernails seemed a bit sharp and felt like they would scrape and cut into me once in awhile. That definitely didn't feel so good. Jake said I was opening up good but this time he had me roll on my back. He he kissed me passionately and his scruffy face was turning me on against my smooth face. In a way, Jake was the man I always wanted to be. He was handsome, scruffy, confident, hairy, and he definitely had a big thick dick. He pulled another two syringes out of his side table and said he wanted us both to feel good. I objected as I said that I couldn't do drugs as I got tested being on the college wrestling team but he said not to worry about that because it was vitamin T, just a natural endorphin. I really didn't know what vitamin T was and he quickly tied off my arm and found a vein. He inserted the needle and he drew out a bit of blood. He looked down at me and smiled again and said "ready to blast off kid? I was about to answer when he emptied the contents of it into me and pulled off the tie. Immediately I started coughing and felt short of breath. My heart rate shot up and I felt flushed. I managed to catch my breath but then I felt incredibly euphoric and horny. Jake repeated the process on himself and coughed a little bit too. His eyes looked so dark. He lifted up my legs onto his broad shoulders and shimmied up close between my legs. He spit on my ass but he had put a fresh dip of Copenhagen in his lip and fuck did that burn! Jake said dipspit makes the best lube and I was gonna find out. He teased my hole with the head of his dick. Putting pressure on it but not really penetrating. It was driving me crazy. I knew I shouldn't want him to be inside but my cunt as Jake called it was wanting it bad. He spread my legs apart and kept a steady pressure on and he skin rolled back and his head gained entry. It didn't hurt as bad as the first time. He was using short little thrusts and sinking more into me each time. Wasn't long before I felt his wooly bush up against my ass. He just stayed there a few minutes and I felt him flexing inside of me. He changed the angle a bit and was brushing against something inside of me that made me quiver each time. I loved that feeling and started meeting his thrusts to make that quiver stronger. He let my legs drop down and I felt his hairy chest on my smooth on and his tongue invaded my mouth like his cock was invading my ass. I was in sensory overload. I was moaning in his mouth. His sweat was falling on me and I was also aware of his personal scent. It was masculine like him. It just turned me on more. He started picking up the pace and really jackhammering into me. My cock stayed semi hard but I was leaking clear precum which I had never really done before. He said " boy you have a real good cunt on you and if you are lucky I will have you pregnant by morning". I thought that was an odd comment as guys can't get guys pregnant. The sensations he was giving me was very intense and I started tingling inside. I felt an impending orgasm and just as I started it, my ass clamped tight around his cock and I started shaking. He got close to my face as I was orgasming and yelled down at me "Boy do you want my seed to make you pregnant tonight". I yelled back at him Yessir make me pregnant with your seed and he went through his own convulsing on top of me and inside of me. It took a bit for us to calm down after that, we were glued together by our sweat and my cum. His seed was deep inside me. I didn't hear anything but by the door, I heard a voice I recognized saying "Looks like I got here at the right time".

PART 3 The bedroom was small and dark, like the rest of the apartment. The fan tried moving the hot air around, but it was still muggy. He laid me on the bed on my back, raising my legs. I felt him tug on the thing vibrating in my ass. The vibration stopped. I grunted when he popped it out, feeling a relief as my ass was getting a break from the stimulation. He let my legs fall back to the bed. He began massaging my feet, the pressure feeling so good. He began working up to my calves and I groaned softly with the pleasure. My legs raised, he moved in closer, and I felt his hefty cock laying against my balls. “You want this so badly,” he said intently but softly. “Your boyfriend did, too. He kept coming back. He got nervous and ran off that first night, but he came back a few nights later. Ready for it. Wanting it so badly that he begged me for it.” I could picture it in my head. Jared here in this apartment, ass spread on the couch like I just was. Laying in this bed like I am now. This weird craving for Henry’s cock. Jared and I have fucked each other, so I know the sounds he makes. I know how he likes it. And now I realized he was wanting more than what we were doing. I remember the night just before he left for the summer when he pulled the condom off of me while we were fucking. Henry was massaging my thighs, then reached the sensitive spot on either side of my pelvis. Here he was more delicate, stimulating rather than massaging. I groan and arched my back. I didn’t know how sensitive this spot was. I started to writhe, losing control as he worked his hands up my torso. “I was deep inside your boyfriend, college boy. He’d never had raw cock before mine. You haven’t had it yet, either. I gave him what he really wanted …. What he was made for. I fucked him raw and put my seed in him. And you know what? Each time I did, he needed more. He kept coming back and I kept pozing his ass.” I felt his cock press harder against my pelvis, the sweat lubing his cock so it slid across my body. He pinned me with his body, the weight feeling so good on top of me. “Do the same to me,” I said quietly to Henry. He grinned, pushing himself back into a kneeling position between my legs. He lifted my legs,, pressing my knees to my chest. My muscles were so relaxed that I easily folded into the position. It felt odd, being compressed like that. I could feel him moving his pelvis, his cock brushing against my ass which was hiked up. He teased my ass with his cock while making out. Slowly he reached backward for some of the things he’d brought from the living room with us. I looked down the length of my body. I could see it. His raw cock. Long and hard as he slowly slicked with lube. There was no rubber. Part of me thought I should say something about a condom. Now was the time to do it. He’d put one on if he wanted to fuck me badly enough. But those words weren’t able to form in my mouth. I pictured Jared laying here like me, Henry doing the same motions, massaging his own cock as he spread lube across it. Jared gave into him; he took that cock raw and got pozzed by this man. Deep inside I knew I was going to do the same. Henry pressed a bottle of poppers under my nose, squeezing off one nostril then the other as I took a couple of hits. “Hold it in until I tell you to exhale.” I did as I was told, feeling the heaviness held in my lungs. “Exhale slowly.” I let it out slowly, again smelling the distinct odor of the poppers. The rush slammed me at once, my heart excelerating and a hot feeling moving up through my body and out across my arms, all my muscles relaxing. My head started to swim a bit. But what I really felt was an intense hunger in my ass. I started breathing heavier. Henry knew; he was towering over my body, watching me succumb, waiting for this moment. He didn’t miss a beat, rolling my legs back further so my feet were directly over my head. “Someone looks hungry,” he growled. I saw one hand go to his long cock and take aim. He pressed his body forward, and I lost sight of his cock as I felt pressure on my hole. I could feel the heat coming off his cock – the heat of his raw skin. No rubber, nothing between us. This wild, primal thrill went through me. I wanted to say something … anything … but couldn’t form a single word. All I heard was my heart pounding in my chest, and suddenly felt the sharp pressure of penetration into my bare ass. “Ahhh!” was the only sound I could manage to make. His raw cock continued to slide up into my eager hole, and I let out a soft whimper. I could feel his trimmed pubic hair brushing up against my spread ass. “That’s it, college boy. Just breathe. Your ass is so ready for this. It wants this. Just let those muscles wrap themselves around my cock.” I breathed deep and started to relax again, the anxious thoughts falling away as I felt Henry flex his dick inside me. I was swimming in the poppers, beer and thick summer heat. I looked at Henry, my eyes feeling kinda groggy, but my body totally awake. Henry stayed where he was, his thick cock sitting inside me, letting me get used to the feeling. I felt the heat of his raw skin against mine, radiating inside me. Then he began to move. It was a subtle movement at first, his dick just kind of massaging me from the inside. But his movements quickly became strokes, and he picked up speed. I was getting fucked — raw fucked. “How’s it feel, college boy? How’s that raw cock feel?” I’d never felt anything like this before. His cock glided in and out of my hole. I could feel the contours of his dick as it pushed and pulled at my hole. “Fuck! That’s amazing!” Henry responded by pushing my legs wider, holding my ankles, and staring down at me. His face was contorted with his own pleasure, and he even rolled his head back, closing his eyes, just feeling the sensations on his cock. Feeling himself deep inside me. He started fucking me harder. The sounds of skin slapping skin got louder, and I felt sweat dripping off him onto my abs. I was moaning now, totally lost in the fuck. “That’s it, college boy. Take my cock like your boyfriend does. I knew you were a fuckhole like he is.” “Fucking pound me!” I roared as he was pounding into me, my body shaking with each thrust of his cock. I wanted more! “Fuck yeah, fuckhole! Perfect little fuckhole,” he said, sweating pouring down his body. Henry started slowing down, then pulled out. He leaned back into a kneeling position again, panting. His dick was standing straight up, slathered in lube and wet with my ass. It was a deep red, raw, engorged from pounding my hole. “Fuck boy! This is intense!” “Did you cum?” I asked nervously. I felt a mix of fear and disappointment. Fear that he’d cum inside me — no one ever had. I’d always done the right thing and been fucked with a condom. But there was also a feeling of disappointment I didn’t understand. Did I want to get loaded? He already told me he is poz. But a part of me wanted to have that, to take that load. “No, college boy. You haven’t earned that, yet. You’re gonna know when it happens — you’ll feel it.” He rolled me onto my side, then laid down behind me. He lifted one of my legs. I felt him positioning the head of his cock to line up with my hole again. “I can’t take much more,” I said. “My hole is getting sore.” I felt his cock slide away from my hole and his body turned slightly. “Your boyfriend said the same thing the first time I gifted him.” He fumbled around for a moment, then pushed the bottle of poppers up under my nose, roughly pushing the bottle neck into my nostril. “Take four long hits, holding your breath between each one,” he ordered me. “This is what its like to be a fuckhole. You don’t just get pozzed. You have to earn it.” [Let me know how you’re enjoying the story. Can simply click the blue heart or leave a message. I’ll say I’m really enjoying writing this for ya’ll]

Part 5 Both Jake and I turned to look at the new visitor standing in the doorway. While it was hard to focus my dialated eyes on him, I knew without any doubt who it was. It was my college wrestling coach. Coach K was a national champion in his glory days. He is now in his mid 30s and still kept himself in remarkable shape. He stands about 5'10" and weighs 200 pounds of pure muscle. I was frozen in fear at being discovered naked and covered in another mans cum, sweat, and funk. How in the hell am I gonna explain this to coach? Jake seemed at ease and said "Took ya long enough to get here". Coach K said the roads were a bitch but apparently so was his wrestler. They both laughed at this. I tried to hide under the covers and tried to wish myself outta there and Coach walked over and flung the blankets off of me. "Well well well, looks like Boyd really is a fag like I always figured". Jake said " this one has a hot tight pussy on him too. I already bred him twice and after I dosed him good, he was good to be rode hard and put down wet". Coach K grabbed my hair and looked into my eyes. "Damn Jake, this boy is spun out". Jake just smiled. Coach said " I really can't have a drug using pussy boy on my team representing the good name of our college". I started crying at this point. My scholarship was the only reason I was able to go to college. If I was kicked off the team, lost my scholarship, I was done. I pleaded with Coach to forget what he saw and let it go. He smirked and said " how am I supposed to forget that one of my wrestlers gets caught naked with my partner at our cabin AND in an altered state? Especially when I seen what a fine ass you got there?". Wait, Jake is your partner? What were the chances of this being a random chance? " Boy, there are two types of men in this world, alphas and betas. Alphas are winners, and betas serve the alphas. There isn't any shame in being one or the other but you are what you are". " Look boy, when I recruited you I knew you were never going to be championship material but I did see a boy I could help mold into a damn fine beta for us and the team. I been planning on getting you up here for awhile now but Jake got you up here first and by that fresh cum running down your leg, I can see I was right about you. Now what are we going to do with you now?" I wasn't following all of what Coach was saying. He was trying to basically say that I was fucked in more than one way. He said that I wasn't really on a path that would build up the team in competition and now that he knew I had broken the no drugs rule, he oughta report me to the University and my college life would be over. I was sobbing by this point. This wasn't even my fault. Jake was the one who drugged me and seduced me. I was screwed. Coach K then said with a twinkle in his eye, " Well, there is one way out of this if you are interested "

Chapter III From the mirror, I saw myself moaning with every thrust from the dildos that Victor was inserting into me. The substance that was rubbed into my hole made me took all of the dildos like a champ. Victor was impressed at how little I resisted. "It's as if you were made for it. Amazing." The sensation that I felt from every kind of dildos there were was indescribable. The difference in the girth and width made my hole more adaptable and flexible. My hole really was being trained to take dick. I don't think I could ever thank Victor more. With every kind of dildo that I took, a buttplug was put in for a while before I take the next dildo. This lasted almost an hour. We were both sweating and moaning yeahs incessantly, nodding at each other as if we were actually animals, incapable of speech. I can tell my hole had been dilated and changed forever. The size of the buttplugs I've taken surprised Victor as I had no qualms in holding it. "You know Drew, I think I have actually found the one. You. Everything is in the right place at this moment, you see." The luminance of the candles and the heavy weight of the air in the room heightened my senses to devote my full attention to Victor. "I have to tell you, I worship Dionysus, and you would be the perfect offering. We can do so much more to please him.." I didn't have to digest anything he said, the look he gave me and the energy I felt made sense to me. I understood what our purpose was. My only fear was what was going to happen to me. "How do we please him? What will I come to be?" By now, our voice sounded distorted and deep, even our inflection was now different. "All he asks is your loyalty, your dedication. Worship him with me and we will be invincible." The last buttplug was now pulled out swiftly and I screamed while Victor is now on top of me, our faces not even an inch apart. My ass was leaking with the lube that he used, tainted red from what I guess was my blood. His hands were again caressing my shoulder, with him kissing every part of me, asking if I am ready to surrender myself, and if I was ready to be the first person to receive his gift. "You see Drew, this gift I have for you will bring us closer to Him, it will allow us to bring more worshippers and set us free." I could now feel his hard cock pointing onto my hole. We were still sweating and lube wasn't necessary anymore. "Once you receive the gift, you and I will find more of our kind and together we'll surrender to pleasure and only pleasure..." His cock was still grinding on me and I can now feel my nipples being clamped as I tried to reach for Victor's kiss. "Will you happily receive the gift?" "Yes, I desire the gift." "Are you sure?" "I'm positive!" "No... but you will certainly be once I breed you with my potent seed." I didn't care at that point. I knew he was poz the minute I saw his dogtag. At the bar, I didn't plan on going to Victor's place but he was magnetic. I truly believed that the fates had arranged me to surrender myself to not just Victor but to Dionysus. As an offering, I would amplify Victor's energy and together we will gain true pleasure from our dedication to Him.. "Fuck me now Victor and give me the gift. I'm ready to give myself to Him and join you." "Oh Drew, you and I are already in unison...it's the offering now that must commence. Here it is!!!" It was sharp but perfect. The pain was short but the pleasure I felt from his cock was extraordinary. We were in a ritual, worshipping and participating in a form of bacchanalia. The strokes I felt in my hole, with his potent cock in me was sending me to overdrive. It was as if both of us were in a different pane of existence. I could feel us fusing with his seed building up in me. I was already feeling his hot precum that set my insides on fire. We fucked for what felt 2 hours, sans rest. I was also untied halfway so that I could be fucked on the ottoman like a fuck bench. Victor knew how to take his time and my ass was well in adjusting itself to his strokes. We were both in ecstasy. Only moans and yeahs were produced and I could also see the eyes of the ram head lighting up as Victor announced that he was close. "This is the moment Drew, it's time I offer you to our new God for us to achieve what we were fated to do. Tell Him that you willfully give yourself up to extend his worship. Tell Him." I looked up to the ram and proclaimed myself to Dionysus and that the gift I will receive is sacred. I accept the seed of debauchery that is poz and toxic to free myself. In worshipping you we seek pleasure and only pleasure. I repeat and saw the eyes of the ram glowing again and my pupils too were now dilated and fully black. I then heard Victor releasing a moan that sounded cryptic and harmonious, as his sharp fingers scratch my back to regain himself. His head was now behind mine.. "This is the gift you are getting, my seed that will now foster and grow our worshippers. You are the carrier and together we will conquer all." My insides were truly on fire as his toxic cum was igniting and absorbing itself to the cuts. There was a wave of pleasure and satisfaction that came after. For the first time in bout 6 hours, I was able to think clearly. Even with the windows closed, there was a breeze of air that swept the room that ended the candles. The ram no longer looked bigger and the room was silent. Victor was still in me as he panted. I told him to not let me go and we continued to spoon on the bed til the sun came up. With his cock still in me and his hands supporting my ass, Victor scooped some of the cum that was leaking out of me to feed me and asked... "How do you feel?" "Hopeful." "Me too.." My life from that day was never the same as I found a form of faith that gave me a true purpose. No longer do I find myself in the office or doing average things. Victor opened my eyes to a world where there is a higher goal. One that is unashamed and is pure lust. It was what we were fated to do. Since then, Victor and I became partners, with plans to form a group that worships the true god of pleasure, bonded by Victor's potent seed. 6 months after our first fuck, Victor informed me that it was time to scout for new worshippers as he could sense the energy was starting to wane. We needed a new offer and I now have the privilege to pick who would be in the position that I was in. Where else would a good prospect be if not the gym? I would survey the place at anytime of the day to find someone who would be capable.. Funnily enough, a trainer named Jeff, who resembled a modern Viking walked up to me one day asking if I would be interested in an offer for a 1-on-1 training session since I've been there for 2 years. At first, I wouldn't think of Jeff to be gay, but opening Grindr, I stand corrected. Profile; 32, 6'3, Safe Only, NSA. His pictures were average, it didn't do justice if you were to see him in person. Now the best part? Sexual Position: Versatile. Since my new faith, I told myself that in expanding our mission I will top. And what do you know, Jeff seemed like the perfect candidate to be carrying our strain. Seeing him in the changing room once in that white baseball jock only reaffirmed my mission to get him. If only he knew what was coming...

Part 55 - The Second Stage Of Bagging A Prince Seated in the plush suites of the first class cabin for the seven hour flight to Dubai then a quick change of planes for the six hour flight down to Mauritius. Mateo still a little apprehensive about the whole flying thing seemed to forget he was on a plane. Alex and Max sat in the front two centre suites, Liam and Franco either side by the window, Artem behind Liam whilst Tom and Mateo had the suites behind Alex and Max. As much as Liam and Franco loved their royal trips the eight seats meant one other seat. To their relief the airline who now knew of Prince Alexander had blocked the seat off and the crew in the galley between first and business were instructed that no passenger is allowed past the galley. Alex stood and turned to them all reminding them that once they are at the hotel and in private royal protocol was banned unless exceptional circumstances prevail. He looked around and they all nodded, only when we leave for the airport does it resume he added. Mateo finally had the courage to have a glass of champagne and sat there quite calm, with Tom by his side they chatted and giggled constantly until dinner service. Artem came over to join them in their suites for dinner, whilst Liam and Franco joined Alex and Max. "How come we don't get to dine with you?" Tom said poking his head over the partition. "You are not important enough" Franco quickly replied and the three laughed. Tom smirked "Oh you better watch yourself for the next two weeks!" he said confidently. Franco deliberately sat back stretching and flexing his muscles "No problem" he said. "Stop flirting with my valet!" Alex said, "You can eat with us on the next flight" he said to Tom. They thought it was over but Tom appeared again "You gay yet?" he asked Franco smirking. "What a ludicrous question!" Franco responded but Alex and Max were looking at him, "No!" he said. Tom shrugged "Might get you drunk and take you on a test drive" he replied sitting down. Tom could hear the laughter and it was Liam who was laughing the longest and poking fun at Franco. Max stood up "Don't you get involved!" Alex said trying to pull him back in to his seat but failing. "Leave my protection officer alone" Max warned, "Or else!" he said. Tom smiled "You better watch your back as well Maxine" he replied hearing Alex burst out laughing. Max sat and Alex looked at Liam "Why do I think I am going to regret this trip?" he asked. Liam sipped his champagne contemplating for a moment "You employed them all, it is your fault!". Alex folded his arms "Apologise or you get demoted to business class!" he exclaimed. Liam took another sip and stared at Alex "Make me" he replied leaning forward and parting his mouth. "Your highness, sir, your menus for this evening" said a young cute cabin steward. Liam jumped looking slightly embarrassed "My name is Adrian and I will be looking after you". Adrian was cute, tall and very nice looking. Immaculately groomed in his airline uniform and around 22 years old. It was enough to spike Tom's interest and he openly flirted with him when handing the menus to them asking what was good. Adrian smiled and winked at Tom telling everything is good on their flight tonight, Artem and Mateo rolled their eyes looking at each other when he replied that he could see that. Tom continued his flirting throughout dinner then settled down to watch a movie and falling asleep. He woke up as the films credits were rolling and noticed that Franco and Artem were the only ones awake sat in Franco's suite chatting, apart from that the cabin was quiet but he needed a drink. Opening the half size door he walked up to the front where the first class galley and refreshments were situated by the staircase leading to the lower deck that was cordoned off. Tom looked at the drinks when Adrian appeared "Can I get you anything sir?" he asked kindly. He grinned stupidly "I need something to quench my thirst" he replied and opting for water. "Here" Adrian said taking the bottle and pouring it in a glass with some ice. Tom took a large swig "Thanks, I needed that, too much champagne and I am not use to it". Adrian chuckled staring at the tall sturdy young man "So what is your role with the prince?". Tom leaned back against the counter "All sorts really, but mostly their valet" he replied. "You must lead a wonderful life working for royalty" Adrian remarked. Tom stared besotted at him "Yeah" he said softly, "Where is the bathroom?" he asked. Adrian smiled "Behind you" he said gesturing with his hand and Tom looked behind. Tom put his glass down and walked towards the door then turned "Coming?" he asked. Adrian looked around he knew no one was allowed up here, even crew "I hope your quick" he said. "The longer you stand there the longer it takes" Tom replied already inside. Adrian swiftly moved inside, thank fully these aircraft had larger bathrooms at the upper front deck so space wasn't an issue. Tom locked the door then kissed him softly, his hands already undoing Adrian's trousers and underwear. So this wasn't how Adrian thought it would go, hoping he was going to top the young cute lad. He soon found out that behind his youth he was quite sure of wheat he was doing and wanted. In no time Adrian found himself bent over with his hands planted on the wall. Tom went down and hungrily ate his arse, spitting at it and using his tongue to pleasure the steward whilst pushing his saliva in his hole and opening it a little in preparation. Raising himself up and pushing down his trousers he spat in his hand and rubbing the saliva over his cock then he grabbed Adrian by the waist slowly pushing his cock inside. The aircraft shook through a little turbulence and Tom pushed all the way in. Adrian gasped and pushed his arse back grinding away at Tom's cock, he moaned and started gyrating his cock and pushing in deeper a couple of times until he was at a steady fast pace. The plane shook again and Tom was finding it hard to maintain his balance, but he continued at his relentless pace, quicker and quicker he got as Adrian moaned louder pushing his arse back harder against Tom. He delicately licked his lips feeling his balls tingling, the orgasm slowly accentuating, strong and stronger it got and faster he fucked. The aircraft started bumping around more and the seat belt sign came on, Tom grabbed him hard around the hips and thrusted up releasing a loud grunt and moan as he started unloading his seed in to the cabin steward. He thrusted harder in to him whilst pulling his hips back holding him deep on his cock until he finished. Quickly but gently he pulled out and Adrian moved fast pulling up his underwear and trousers making himself look presentable. Adrian kissed him 'Back to your seat quickly' he said still breathing heavily and using one hand to hold on to the bulkhead as the plane shook again. Tom walked out still doing the zipper up on his trousers returning to his seat bumping in to seats as he tried to steady himself. Artem and Franco looked over to the far side of the plane smiling at Tom seeing him appear and looking a little flustered. Adrian appeared by them and was clearly a little dishevelled and hot in the face. They looked at each other both rolling their eyes knowing full well what Tom had been up to. Leaving Mateo sat by himself who now looked petrified as the plane jolted and bumped. "Seat belts on sirs" Adrian said a little out of breath. They looked at him then at Tom sitting down "Oh my god" Artem muttered under his breath. Franco chuckled and watched Adrian moving to check Mateo was okay "You think?" he asked. Artem nodded "Where do you think Tom has been for the last fifteen minutes!" he remarked. Franco smiled "He is a pretty fast mover" he said. Artem looked at him suspiciously "Have you..." he was about to ask. "Fuck off Artem!" Franco exclaimed smiling, Of course I haven't" he said staring at him. Artem smiled "Are you straight or gay, you never really let on?" he asked sitting back. Franco smirked "Why are you so interested, do you fancy me?" he asked keeping eye contact. "I am straight" Artem replied in a matter of fact way. "That was not the answer to the question" Franco said still staring deep in to his eyes. Artem blushed slightly which he noticed "I fancy you" Franco said quietly. Artem sat back folding his arms "I know you do" he replied, "So does Alex and Tom. But I bet you Fancy Liam". Franco waved his hand "Oh come on, what makes you even think that?" he asked like it was a stupid remark. Artem smirked "I see things Franco" he simply replied, "The little subtle stolen looks". "How straight are you Artem?" Franco asked leaning forward. Artem shook his head smiling "Straight enough thanks and stop changing the subject" he replied. "Do you fancy me Artem?" Franco now asked again looking seriously at him. The seat belt sign turned off "Ah my cue to leave you!" Artem said getting up. Franco smiled "This isn't over Artem, we have two weeks yet" he said making it sound erotic. Franco watched him moving around, even he couldn't deny that Artem was an incredibly attractive guy who seemed to show no interest in girls yet he thought he protested way too much at not being gay. Artem had no idea what to make of it as he sat down in his seat. Franco had got him all flustered and weirdly confused, he was straight and he liked girls yet he couldn't deny Franco was a smooth talker and there was something so sexually alluring about him. He didn't want anything to ruin their friendship and in any case nothing would ever happen between them, he now remembered the night in London where Alex and he had kissed then shook his head. Mateo had now calmed down and Artem went around to sit with Tom and looked at him smiling. "What?" Tom asked trying to all innocent but failing. Artem pressed the button for the cabin steward "Stop it" Tom said looking embarrassed. "May I get you anything sirs?" Adrian asked appearing at Tom's seat. "Champagne please, three glasses" Artem ordered, "Oh and one for Franco over there". "Certainly sir" Adrian replied glancing at Tom with a wink. Artem sat there with his arms folded staring at Tom "Alright yes" he said quietly. "What is going on?" Mateo asked all confused as Franco came over to join in. Artem chuckled "Tom here had sex with the flight attendant" he said making Tom blush. Franco and Mateo chuckled "You got enrolled in to the mile high club then" Franco said. Tom looked confused "That is what it is called when you have sex on a plane" Franco added. They laughed quietly as Adrian returned with four glasses "We have been busted" Tom said. Adrian nearly spilt the drinks "I am so sorry" he said putting the glasses down. Mateo looked up at Adrian and grinned "Good isn't he!" he remarked. Adrian smiled "Incredible" he replied, "Two hours before landing would you like anything to eat?". They ordered some food and woke the the other guys up as well knowing Alex and Max said to wake them for a snack before landing. Rumour soon got around to the others about Tom joining the special club. The party was taken by the airlines private cars to the VIP lounge and then on to their next flight. Liam took the first three hours with Artem keeping him company then Franco with Mateo whilst the others slept. For Tom it was the only way he got some peace as they continually mocked him over his antics on the previous flight. On the ground they were met by the hotels limousines at the aircraft having gained special clearance and completing immigration before disembarking. The two limousines quickly whisked them on their way to the hotel. Tom and Mateo were wide awake watching the tropical scenery whizzing past until the cars turned on to the driveway of the hotel and pulling up outside. The hotel manager and seven butlers were all standing waiting for the royal party to arrive and after formal protocol and welcomes were completed five bell boys now appeared to take their luggage over to the suites on to Frangipani island. The butlers helping the bell boys and Artem walked with the two butlers assigned to the royal suite who carried the boxes with the royal sashes inside. Tom and Mateo wasted no time seeing the beach and ran across the white sand staring at the crystal clear azure waters of the Indian Ocean. Artem happy to have one suite to himself let Tom and Mateo share the other one whilst Liam and Franco would occupy the second bedroom in the royal suite upstairs. Mateo was incredibly impressed at their suite that opened on to the beachfront, he walked outside and looked up to see Liam and Franco shirtless already waving down at him. Mateo grinned and blew them both a kiss then turned around and wiggled his arse at them laughing, he took his shirt off then rubbed his hand over his body in an enticing manner. Liam looked at Franco then they both disappeared. "I would run if I was you Mateo" Max said leaning over, "They are coming for you!". "They no scare me" Mateo replied then spotted them heading towards him, "Dios mio". Suddenly Mateo bolted across the sand unsure where he was even heading but he kept running anyway until he reached the waters edge then turned around to see Liam one side and Franco the other. He had no way of escaping and held his hands up helpless and now way of escaping them. They moved in and picked him up by his arms and legs taking him in to the sea. Panic ran through Mateo, his one weakness was he couldn't swim properly and never been in the sea. "Please no, I no swim well" Mateo cried out. Liam seeing the panic in his eyes lowered his legs "Hey calm down Mateo" he said softly. Franco let go and put his arm around his shoulder "Come on we will teach you" he said. Slowly they took Mateo in to the water keeping hold of him by the hands. Liam and Franco would spend the next two weeks teaching Mateo to swim properly. It all made sense to Liam why Mateo would stand in the palace pool wading around and only swimming a little. Artem came down to the beach with Alex whilst Max watched from the balcony smiling and waving to them, he knew Artem doted on Alex having been with him from the start. Tom joined Max handing him a cup of coffee as they stood enjoying the morning and Mateo's swimming lesson. Alex went in to the sea and Franco came out and waved up at Max and Tom before sitting next to Artem on the shore line. "You not going in for a swim?" Franco asked. "In a bit" Artem replied smiling, "Mateo seems to be enjoying his swimming lesson" he remarked. Franco laughed "Yeah, he has a soft spot for Alex" he said, "But then again who doesn't". "Do you?" Artem asked looking at Franco, "Or are you worried your macho image will be damaged?". "My macho image?" Franco asked looking surprised, "Do you think I have one?". Artem smiled "I don't know what to think Franco. Can't work you out" he replied. "Maybe you are not suppose to work me out" Franco said in a mysterious tone. Artem chuckled watching Alex "I know you two have kissed" Franco said quietly. "Only the once and in London" Artem replied, "Wanted to see what it was like that is all". Franco looked at him "And what did you think?" he now asked. Artem shrugged "Honestly it didn't feel any different" he replied, "What about the ballet dancer?". Franco chuckled going bright red "Thought so" Artem said smiling, "Good for you Franco!". "Nothing is going on there" Franco quickly said, "I did kiss Max though" he said in a hushed tone. Artem glanced at him "You need to stop worrying what people will think Franco and go for it". "Dispensing advice now?" Franco asked chuckling, "Nose out of my business please" he said kindly. "Not a chance" Artem replied putting his arm around Franco's shoulder, "We are family here". Franco smiled looked at Artem "The ballet dancer" he started saying, "He is nice but I fancy someone else". Artem smiled staring out to sea and couldn't bring himself to look at Franco right now, he had a sneaky suspicion why Franco was looking at him. Artem now stood and went in for a swim whilst Franco watched. The day unfolded in to a completely relaxed and chilled out time, something they all appreciated like they were just a group of friends on holiday. Alex looked out over the balcony on the second morning dressed in his bathrobe and stretching after a good nights sleep. He waved at Max and Tom who were enjoying a dip in the ocean before breakfast, he smiled to himself remembering that day when he spotted Max right from this position. Who knew that after months of depressed searching and sadness that he would have casually bump in to him in London that night. He jumped slightly feeling a hand on his shoulder and glanced smiling to see Liam standing there. He leaned over the balcony with his arm around Alex, he didn't need to say anything as the look on Alex's face said it all. The two butlers appeared on the balcony with coffee and started preparing the table for breakfast, Max and Tom noticed and ended their swim casually walking across the beach laughing and pushing each other then standing looking up at Alex. They both bowed and called up 'Your highness' causing Alex to laugh and wave royally at them. Liam slipped his hand down and squeezed his arse then took his seat at the table pouring a coffee for Alex and him whilst they waited for everyone else to join them. After the noisy breakfast where they planned the day out they all headed down to the beach. Max disappeared for a half an hour with Franco on the pretence they wanted to see what excursions they could go on. Every one else complained stating the only excursion they wanted was from the suite to the beach. Slowly as the sun began setting Max dragged Alex up from the sunbed and took him for a walk along the beach and around Frangipani. Franco had to hold Liam back explaining that Max wanted an hour of privacy with Alex and he would keep him safe. They walked to a jetty where a small hotel speed boat was tied up. The driver stood up and bowed as they approached. "Thought we would go over to the island for an hour. Just us" Max said. Alex smiled looking around "Does Liam and Franco know" he asked knowing Liam would go nuts. Max chuckled "Stop worrying Alex and get in, for once trust me" he said. They arrived after the 3 minute journey across the small expanse of water to the hotels private island. On the jetty they were handed cold towels and their sunglasses cleaned by the islands butlers and offered a chilled rose water spray on their faces, Alex giggled but felt instantly refreshed. Max took his hand and they walked on the beach. Alex didn't notice one of the butlers hand Max something and found a spot on the main beach that was deserted, they stood at the waters edge looking across at the Frangipani island and could just make out their entourage on the beach there. Franco could just make out it was Alex and Max standing there. Max was checking the time, he had to do this within the hour and notify the king as in two hours the royal chamber council were meeting. Alex chuckled and leaned in kissing Max "This is my sanctuary" he said softly, "Here with you". Max smiled and looked at Alex "Crazy world, the world you live in, the world I lived in" he said. "You don't regret being thrown in to my world?" Alex asked facing him bathed by the setting sun. Max brushed his lips softly against Alex's "No. But then I have no idea what I am actually doing". Alex giggled "You make a good job of it, whatever it is your doing" he said kissing him lightly. "Still scares the hell out of me you know" Max added fingering the ring in his hand now. Alex smiled "I love you so much Max, make no mistake about that". Max smiled stepping back and dropping to one knee "Then Prince Alexander. Will you marry me?". His voice nearly giving out through nerves as he held out the ring, he didn't quite know how to do this but then Alex gave him the opening and the moment felt right. Alex looked bewildered for a moment being taken by surprise by this, he knew one day it would happen but this caught him truly off guard. Looking down at the worried look on Max's face he chuckled and smiled nodding his head. "Yes of course I will Max" Alex replied and Max slipped the ring on his finger and stood up. Alex looked at it beaming with happiness then looked at him "Wait you did ask right?" he checked. Max laughed and kissed Alex holding him tight "Your father and governor have consented". Alex was beside himself and pulled Max forward again kissing him passionately and slipping his hand inside Max's shorts to hold his arse. They heard a champagne cork pop behind and a butler appeared carrying two glasses of champagne and handing one to each of them. Quickly Alex removed his hand from inside Max's shorts. "To us and our weird lives together with the man I love" Max said raising his glass chuckling. Alex smiled wiping his eyes "To us, my future husband who I love and adore so much". They kissed again "You know our lives will get even more crazy now" Alex said making sure Max knew. He nodded "The king made no mistake in telling me it would go in to overdrive" Max replied. The clinked glasses gently and sipped the champagne holding hands and looking out over the ocean. Franco saw everything, or just about, he knew it was done and smiled bursting with pride that had Liam looking confused. "What is going on?" Liam asked squinting trying to see what Franco had seen. Franco just laid back down in the sand "You will find out shortly" he replied waving his hand. "Don't you start keeping secrets from me!" Liam demanded pinching Franco's toe. Franco just giggled "I am not keeping secrets, it is just not for me to tell you" he replied. Alex looked at his hand as they sat in the speed boat on their way back with the butler and their glasses of champagne. By the time they got to the beach where the guys were still catching the last of the rays at the waters edge the butler followed Alex and Max carrying a tray of champagne. Liam stood slightly confused by their appearance but realised quickly something good was going on. They waited for the butler to disappear after giving everyone a glass and making sure they were alone and private then Alex nodded to Max. He smiled at Alex "Guys, Prince Alexander and I are engaged to be married in June" he announced. Alex looked shocked not knowing it was going to be in June but he had no time to question it as they crowded around kissing and hugging them both and toasting their happiness. Liam looked at Franco knowing full well that he had known that Max was going to propose all along. "So you said June?" Alex now said managing to get to Max. "Yes. Sorry but your father insisted, well commanded really" Max replied. Max knew what he had to do and after reminding them that the news was stay within their circle he sent a text to to the king advising that it was official then letting his family know. The king in turn sat down at the head of the council table and nodded to the governor premier at the opposite end who knew that Max had done his part. The meeting commenced with the governor addressing the council advising that after seeking consented approval Max has proposed and Prince Alexander has accepted, nods of approval from council members and congratulations offered to his majesty who was now to take the floor. The king opened his folder as the five older council members looked to his majesty, the governor had already advised the council members that the king was going invoke a statute and made it clear that if they voted against it they need to back it up with plausible reasoning. The king looked up and nodded to each council member "Gentlemen of the royal chamber council. Today marks a significant point for Prince Alexander and the sovereign family along with the citizens of Monrovia, just under two hours ago Maximilian Westwood-Lymm formally proposed a union of marriage to the prince himself after obtaining consent from the royal chamber" the king started and again nodded to each council member. "The people of Monrovia are proud to be part of a country that is progressive and in many ways leading the way of building tolerant societies that are often envied by other countries. After consideration and with full support and backing from the crown heads of Her Majesties The Dowager Queen and Queen we are proposing that the Sovereign Statute 10.5 be invoked to extend to Maximilian Westwood-Lymm, the statue is to be invoked as written. Before tabling a vote may I remind you that the statute clearly defines itself in granting full royal title and status. Governor premier" the king said handing the vote over. Steven stood up "Your majesty" he said bowing, "His Majesty the King of Monrovia proposes to invoke Sovereign Statute 10.5 in full. Do the council members need time to consider before casting their vote?" he asked looking around the table, no one said a word. "Royal chamber council please raise your right hand to vote in Sovereign Statute 10.5 for Maximilian Westwood-Lymm" he said, the king and governor premier raised their hands and the council all followed on. "Sovereign Statute 10.5 has been approved by each member of the Royal Chamber Council and is therefore granted with no amendment. All rights under the sovereign crown of Monrovia will be afforded from the date of the union to Prince Alexander. The Sovereign heads to determine title and to be approved by the myself as governor premier" he said bringing the item to a close. The king nodded his thanks to the council and they carried on discussing other items. Max sat back on the Balinese bed taking a moment, he looked down at Alex who was sleeping peacefully next to him. It was a surreal dreaming moment to him, half expecting he would need to pinch himself to actually believe this was happening to him. A person he was totally in awe of and loved so much slept peacefully by his side. The way not only his life but that of his family had changed in several months. He smiled and looked down at the ocean where Mateo was swimming with Liam and Franco. He had the chance to make a mark on his adopted country now as he looked down at his list of things to do taking up the chairman position of the MTA, having seen the club itself which was by any standard a world class venue. His head full of ideas and things to do that he had to keep writing them down. After all he knew how to put on pretty important events from his days in the gallery, he knew that enticing big names would bring the crowds. He wrote down the words, needs to be run as a business with a proper board made up of employees not directors or vice presidents. He tapped his chin with the pencil then wrote chef and sat forward scribbling down royal club and in brackets exclusive premium section. Tom walked over to Max and took the pad and pencil out of his hand. "You are suppose to be relaxing, you need to chill out" Tom said dragging him off the bed. "I am quite happy laying here" Max protested allowing himself to be pulled up. Artem walked over dripping water "I will sit with Alex" he said pushing them both away. Tom took Max by the hand walking to the ocean "Plenty of time to work at home" Tom said. Max smiled "You are quite bossy sometimes" he said kindly squeezing Tom's hand. Tom smirked "Yeah I know" he said softly glancing at Max, "Think you like it though" he smiled. Franco swam over "Finally he got you to stop working!" he remarked standing up. Max looked at his body chuckling and remembering the fight at Christmas "Cock tease!" Max said. Franco laughed stepping closer to Max with a smouldering look in his eyes "You want me?" he asked. Max swallowed hard "Cock tease!" he said again with a softer tone in his voice. Franco laughed and moved his face closer like he was about to kiss him, he chuckled and kissed him on the cheek taking his other hand to be lead in to the warm water by Tom and Franco. Artem looked over to where Franco stood with Max then shook his head wondering what was happening to him. Max looked over and smiled seeing Liam and Mateo happily chatting away without a care in the world, he had bonded so closely with Liam that anyone would mistake them as a couple. Then there was Franco, flirty and sexy but always just out of reach. Finding it awkward at times having the shadow of Franco follow him at the beginning, he soon found that he was devoted to him like Liam was to Alex. He trusted his intuition and guidance, he also found the same with Liam as they cross protected the two of them when out and about with Alex. In fact Max found he relied more and more on Franco as the weeks went by and he took a more active role not only with Alex's engagements but also with Alden as a threesome which drew larger crowds, it also had the added bonus of being with Nick. The tranquil surroundings of their tropical paradise where only a closed door away from reality, a reality that was to trouble Max a little in the coming months and where he would turn to the one person who would help him find his feet. The dowager queen who he had a very close bond with would gave him all the guidance he needed. He sighed lovingly feeling the arms wrap around his body and the soft sensual lips of Alex on his neck, awake from his sleep he had come down to join them for a swim with Artem in tow. Now that every one was over their jetlag and able to stay awake longer tonight would be the first time they would all have dinner together on the balcony of the royal suite. After all Alex and Max really wanted this to be a kind of thank you to their staff, no protocol, just seven friends enjoying a couple of weeks away from life. Shortly before dinner both Liam and Franco received an encrypted message from their boss Scott, both knew what it meant and they were not divulge any of it to anyone else. The message simply read 'Statute 10.5 is in motion and Max will fall under Statute 3 in due course'. Neither of them quite knew what 10.5 was but they knew 3 like the back of their hands, they both looked at each other and smiled locking their phones. At the same time Max received a text from the king asking when he was telling his parents as the formal announcement needs to be made quickly by the palace. Max sat on the bed and called his parents telling them the news which came as no surprise half expecting something to happen sooner rather than later. Max looked up "So we go public with this?" he asked Alex. Alex sat next to him "Of course, you can't expect to marry me in private!" he replied laughing. "I guess the palace will issue a statement and we can post a photo on our social media" Alex added. "Tomorrow then" Max suggested, "When we are on the beach, more romantic" he said. Alex kissed him "I like your thinking sexy" he said running his hand inside Max's shorts. "Stop that Alex you know I can't resist it" Max complained but loosing any ability to fight. Alex chuckled and pulled his hand away "After dinner I want to bang your brains out!" he said standing. Max stood up pulling Alex towards him "Bend over!" he said pushing over. "We have dinner" Alex said trying to stand back up but Max had pulled his shorts down. "You started it!" Max replied. Max kneeled down ramming his face in to Alex's arse 'Oh god dam!" he moaned loudly. Alex collapsed half on the bed from surprise as Max attacked his arse, biting the cheeks playfully and kissing his way up along his back. All the time his cock getting nearer and nearer until it met with his hole, softly toying and nudging until the head slipped in. Max gasped and Alex moaned raising his head, Max giggled and pushed his head back down on the bed and using his legs to pin Alex's legs wide open. His hands resting either side of Alex and delivering several long deep strokes before closing in and wriggling his arse until he was balls deep, Alex raised his head again and moaned 'Fuck me baby!' he said between breaths. Max was intending on doing it anyway but hearing his lovers soft tones begging him for it drove his hips wild, slapping hard against his arse. Tom walked up to the door and heard the distinct sound of fucking and chuckled to himself, quickly removing his hand from knocking on the door and letting them get it over with. Tom returned to the balcony "Dinner will have to wait a few minutes" he said sitting down. "Seriously! They have had all day and they do it now!" Artem said folding his arms grumpily. Mateo picked a bread roll putting it in Artem's mouth "Eat this then" he said to a laughing Artem. "Behave!" Liam said pouring himself a glass of wine. Franco laughed looking at Artem who for once was lost for words with a bread roll hanging out of his mouth. That was what he liked about Artem, so confident in his role, plus he had a very extraordinary closeness with Alex and Max. Max couldn't go any faster even if he tried and it wasn't long before he felt his orgasm surfacing and taking over his body. He pushed in one last time and moaned loudly collapsing on top of Alex. Only their heavy breathing filled the air until Alex giggled and raised his head turning it to kiss Max. Max rested his head on Alex's back as he desperately wanted to fuck him again but knew they were all probably waiting for dinner. Slowly he pulled out and heaved Alex off the bed who was a giggling mess pulling his shorts back up with a raging erection showing through. Max pulled his shorts up "Man I am hungry!" he said holding his hand out to Alex. "Me too, but I can wait until later for my turn" Alex said kissing him. They strode out on to the balcony together to a round of applause from the guys. Instantly Max stood in front and took a bow then he presented Alex who stepped forward and bowed. The applause rang out from the table until the butler and waiter appeared confused as to what was going on. Alex and Max took their seats and spent an enjoyable few hours as the seven of them ate and drank, talking and laughing then eventually ending up on the beach sat under the stars of the humid night air. The following morning Alex and Max went down to the beach and Max took his phone out and sat behind Alex with one around his prince he took a selfie, happy it was a good picture he sent a text to the palace media who confirmed he could post it. Simultaneously the palace media team released the official statement, the governor premier announced the news in session. Max opened up the app on his phone where their page had now attracted millions of followers, he uploaded the photo and added the caption 'Happily in love with my fiancé' he put two wedding bell symbols next to it and looked at Alex who moved his finger over and clicked on the post button. They looked at each other and shared a very loving kiss. Liam walked over and showed them that the formal announcement had been made and read allowed to them 'Their Majesties the King and Queen of Monrovia along with Mr & Mrs Westwood-Lymm are pleased to announce that their sons, Prince Alexander and Maximilian Westwood-Lymm are officially engaged and will be married towards the end of June. Additional details of the ceremony will follow at a later date'. The palace media assistant logged in to the prince's account and began going through the numerous comments from well wishers as the number of likes rose in their thousands every time it was refreshed. There were already comments appearing speculating what Max's title would be. But incredibly in the last few minutes it had become the fastest trending topic in Monrovian history. The king and queen popped by and watched for a few minutes, the outpouring of love for the two was amazing. It confirmed their expectation that the wedding would need to be a full state ceremony, it had already been decreed by the governor that the day would be a public holiday. Alex had arranged with the hotel manager to have a jeweller brought to the hotel with plain gold rings for Max to try on since he adamant that Max needed one. Leaving the hotel managers office they took a stroll along the beach holding hands with Liam and Franco following on. It didn't take long for news to be spreading around the hotel as guests knew who was in residence by the security on Frangipani island, they were cautiously stepping forward offering their congratulations and asking for pictures. Alex and Max happily allowed selfies to be taken with the guests. The simple beauty of their love radiated from them and was evident to anyone who met them. Across on Frangipani island Tom was swimming with Artem whilst Mateo sat on the beach looking in to his phone on a video call with Hannes where they chatted away for a few minutes before Hannes went silent staring at him. "It is massive excitement here about the prince and Max" Hannes said. Mateo smiled "They are happy and in love" he replied staring at the screen. "What about you, are you in love?" Hannes asked straight out, "I know I am Mateo" he said. Mateo nodded slowly "Yes" he replied softly, "I missing you lots" he said welling up. Hannes smiled "I want you to enjoy your time away and do whatever you want" he said knowingly. "Oh!" Mateo replied looking confused then up at Tom. "I want it to be just you and me when you come home" Hannes now said clarifying it for him. Mateo grinned "No more Tom or prince?" he asked then chuckled, "Just you and me then?". Hannes nodded "I miss you Mateo, more than I thought I would" he said showing him his cock. Mateo laughed "You dirty boy" he said wiping his eyes then staring at him "Te quiero mucho". Hannes put his cock away "I know" he said, "Te quiero mucho Mateo". "Yo sé que tú" Mateo replied smiling, "I be home soon" he said. Hannes smiled "It is a big step Mateo so tell me your answer when you come home" he said. "Okay" Mateo said smiling back at him hearing the word home being spoken. "Are you coming in or do we have to drag you in?" Tom shouted out to Mateo. Hannes chuckled "You better go before Tom gets his hands on you" he said. Mateo hung up putting his phone back on the sun bed and wandered in to the sea to join them for a swim. He felt so happy right now about Hannes on one side, and the other a little sadness watching Tom knowing their explosive exploits would have to eventually come to an end.

A patient of mine suggested I should share my stories more widely, so I thought I'd try. This is what happened to me recently. I have more stories, if you like this. Hungry Cocksucker Carlo messages me pretty regularly, and luckily, about once every fortnight or so, we're able to meet up. He's an exceptional cocksucker, although he's not much for guys cumming in his mouth. Tonight, he messaged me at about 21:45, just as I was relaxing, and enjoying a toke or two of a joint. He asked if he could come over, and of course I said yes. About fifteen minutes later, he was at my door, announcing his hunger in his WhatsApp message. "I here. Pls fast I need suck." I'm not sure if I actually understand anything he tells me, either over text or in person. He's from South America, then spent time in Italy. English is his third language, and it shows. I went down and got him. Within thirty seconds of closing the door to my flat, he was on his knees, struggling to get my fly open. I'm not sure I've ever seen him this needy, and I pushed down my jeans and underwear, letting my cock free. I leaned back and let him go to work. As always, it felt amazing. His warm mouth nursed my dick and his tongue flicked across my slit, teasing me to stiffness. He took his time sucking me, pausing every few minutes to smoke a little bit of crystal from his pipe. Carlo isn't one of my clients; he's just a guy I play with on a regular basis. Still, he reminds me of many of the men I do work with with how much of his life revolves around his cock hunger and drug use. I'm not sure if he's ever serviced me sober, and of course, I've helped him get high many times. Tonight, he needed no urging from me to suck my dick or hit the pipe, and soon we were both enjoying a great blow job. I was in my favorite chair, and he was kneeling in front of me, bobbing up and down on my dick. Occasionally, we'd pause, long enough for him to smoke some, and for me to enjoy another toke. Then we'd both do some poppers, and he'd return to servicing me. We lasted a little under an hour, but then he needed to head home. As always, I was disappointed that I couldn't cum in his mouth. But it was still an amazing blow job. He put away his pipe, quickly got ready, and headed out. I jerked my dick for a while longer, before blowing my load.

Chapter IV By now, I was still hairless to please Victor. He was my maker after all and I was reborn after I met him. My nipples now were both pierced and behind my neck, a biohazard symbol tattoo with the date that I found my new faith. The day I tested positive, Victor placed a sling in the middle of his living room and posted a listing advertising me as a "Freshly Pozzed Cumdump in Need of a Recharge". About 24 guys game with most being poz. A lot were in leather and I hold that day to be more important than my birthday. I still remembered getting the last few loads for the night and seeing Victor telling me how much he loves me and how he didn't see his life turning out to be like this. I agreed with him as I too didn't expect myself to be like this. I didn't recognize the old me at all. So repressed and insecure. I was now more confident and bold than most guys my age. I would also gravitate more to old guys since then. There wasn't a load that I wouldn't refuse. I was proud to not just be a cumdump, but the cumdump. Now, every time I'm in public, I relish at the sight of the men who have bred me trying to look away as they hold their wive's hands. If only they knew... Though Jeff was older than me, I can tell he doesn't play around much as I would, even if he looks like he could be an extra in the next Thor movie. Every time I see his blonde locks tied in a bun when he does his deadlifts, I picture myself pulling it as I pound him doggy style with him begging for my load. Patience now, I keep telling myself. I had 5 free sessions with Jeff to which I could then extend with a subscription. Typical offer from a typical business. Jeff was friendly when we met. We hadn't properly introduced ourselves before but shaking his hands and feeling his grip gave me a sense of the kind of guy he is. He was definitely built and arguably bulked. His chest would pop out of his shirt and his legs were definitely sculpted by Michelangelo. His face was typically nordic, with sharp eyes and thin lips and when he smiles, you know it would get the girls swooning. How great it was that this scandinavian sweetheart was gay? During our second session, I finally brought up.. "So..have you screwed any guy around here?" "Not that often...it's only worth it if you're here in the morning though.. someone's always willing to blow you in the sauna. You?" I liked how candid he was. "Nah, I think I'd be too uncomfortable to do it here..." "Once you've tried it you won't regret it ;)" His wink left me with a strange feeling. Our conversation ended there as I had to start a new set. After, as I was changing in the lockers, I spotted Jeff in the shower. With only my towel, I slowly made my way there and through the steam I could fully see how beautiful he was. He noticed me and smiled. Without any hesitation, I approached him and grabbed his cock. Bigger than average. Very thick I thought. He put his arms on my shoulder and I jerked him off. As he was about to come, I kneeled suck the cum out of him, before coming back up and kissing him to which he was first repulsed but gave into. "Never did that before.." "You're right. I don't regret doing this ;)" I immediately left to grab my things and as I got into the car, I see him knocking on my window. He asked me what I was doing after. "Well, I'm planning on getting some groceries but I think it's a bit too late so I might just head somewhere for a bite. Wanna come?" "Yeah, sure. You don't live far from here?" "Bout 10 minutes. There's a burger spot nearby." Jeff hopped in and left his bike. During the ride, we made some small talk and I got to learn more bout this trainer whose thighs could crush a watermelon. He enjoys the fitness lifestyle and would always cycle cross country. Pretty basic stuff. No deviant tendencies so far. "When did you know you were into guys?" I've no shame, might as well be direct. "Prolly a few years ago. I'm kinda new to this thing and I guess the writing was always on the wall every time I see someone cute in those lockers...but what made me really sure was the first time I took it in the ass. What a feeling..." "Right? And you know what the best feeling is right?" "What?" "When they come deep inside of you, as if they're impregnating you. Don't you like that?" "Oh hell yeah... but I rarely get bred tho. Got to be cautious." "That's right. But you've to admit, the feeling is kinda great no? Knowing that you're carrying some guy's cum in you. Nothing compares" "Hah hell yeah.." By now I could spot the hard-on Jeff was trying to hide with his bag. As I reached the burger place close to home, there wasn't any parking and the line at the drive thru was spilling onto the main road. "What bout we just order take out from my place? Are you good with that?" "Yeah sure.." As we were bout to reach home I was wondering why Jeff wanted to hang out. Was he expecting something more or was he just hungry? Once we were in the alley, we made our way to the townhouse I now call home. When Jeff came in, he was taken aback as I was when I was first here. "Damn, you live here alone?" "No, I've a roommate. His family owns the place and I kinda do some favours for him for a good deal." Victor was out of town for an art porn he had to film. It was in Maine and was set in a forrest. I still didn't understand the context of the art he's into but as long as we worship together, that's all that matters. Jeff and I decided on sushi and we ended up in the TV room to wait. Frankly, I don't care what's on the TV but I knew that Jeff was in for a surprise when he reached for the remote. There, on a 72 inch screen was a film of me being railed by a bear that was probably twice my age. I was determined and was squatting on him, in full control. The bear was pretty big and packed a fat dick that lead me to gyrate on it. Jeff didn't even blink an eye. He was engrossed. The minute the bear was asking me if I was going to take his babies and I replied that I would gladly take it, I could see how hard Jeff was. When the bear came and I moaned in the state of lust I was in, the bell rung and food was here. "Crazy stuff right? Hope you don't mind haha food's here." "Yeah, uh kinda hot. Is it ok if I watch this?" "Take as much time as you want. This isn't the only vid there is ;)" I brought the food into the room and by now the next video in queue started to play. This time, it was Victor and a college twink at some resort, probably Palm Spring. It was also one of his first attempts at pozzing someone, but the twink was on prep. Still, the video was excellent. They were fucking missionary style and Victor kept taunting the twink if he's ready for his toxic load. The twink could only muster yes and they both came in unison, with Victor savouring every drop of the twink's cum and rimming his creampied hole after. Jeff was still watching and by now we were almost done eating. We barely spoke and Jeff was unfazed. He wanted to see what was next. All I could do was smirk and asked if him if he smokes. "Cigarettes or Weed?" "Something else.. something better" I brought the pipe and just like Victor, I smoked first and breathed into Jeff. We started to kiss and after about 5-8 hits, Jeff was already starting to be at ease. "Damn, this is amazing...and these videos....do you always make them..?" "It depends...sometimes I forget... some of the best fucks I've had I do regret not filming it tho.." "And that other video, was that guy really toxic? And that twink really wanted it? Shit.. why?" "I dont' know Jeff. Could be acting! Why? Would you be down for poz cum?" I raised my eyebrows as I glanced him. It was apparent how the T was now overtaking him.. "I mean, like you said, nothing feels better than getting bred right? Haha" It's cute how naive Jeff is. He likes getting bred and he knows it feels good but he doesn't wanna embrace it. I got myself closer to him and we made out again. We continued to smoke and watch a few more films. The last film the gangbang I had when I first became poz. By now Jeff started to comprehend that I was poz. We continued to make out and smoked. After the screen turned blank, we realised that it was dark and 4 hours had passed by. That's how time is on Tina. "Shit, it's getting late.." "You want to stay?" "Can I..?" "Yeah, there's a guest room in the basement and we don't have to stop what we're doing.." "But.. you're poz.." "So..?" "Would I get it..?" "Depends on what we do..why don't we just enjoy the moment now?" We smoked more and by now Jeff was sweating like a pig. I suggested him to take his clothes off with only his boxers. Boy was he gorgeous. I on the other hand changed into a robe and we were now watching some other random bareback porn that we couldn't take our eyes off. I started to get a bit bored but I can tell Jeff was still engrossed. The next video played and it was some college dude in a sling getting his ass probed by the coach. Perfect timing.. "You wanna try that?" "Maybe.. looks hot. Didn't know a tight ass like that could handle something that huge.." "Oh you'd be surprised Jeff. I can show you" "You got a sling?" We went upstairs and again, Jeff was taken aback. Did he expect this from me? Probably not.. I told him to relax and to hop on the recently installed sling that was now hanging under the chandelier. It took a while given this god's size but we succeeded in getting him in. His legs were spread, and all Jeff could say was how cool it was and good it felt. "Shall I get the toys?" His face now changed to that of fear. I reassured him that it'll be fine. As I grabbed the toys, I decided to also take some cuffs. With his limbs locked onto the chain, I began rubbing his hole with shards of T that was used on me before and from Jeff's expression, I knew I hit jackpot. Shit shit shit was all he could say. Fingering his ass was amazing. It was tight, obvious that it hadn't been used in a while and his glutes were hard and firm. I couldn't help but to pinch and knead it while I probed him, hearing his moans to tell me to go on. The first dildo that Jeff took was a bit rocky in the beginning, but halfway it smoothly went in to his amazement. "Shit man, this feels so fucking good... what the fuck..." By the 4th dildo, Jeff's hole was officially loose and could be branded as a muscle bitch bottom. His ass ring was dilated and the t lube was oozing out of it. This was the time to propose my offer. "So Jeff, want to feel a real dick in you now?" "Hell yeah man but shit aren't you poz" "Yeah, why? You don't like risks? You already took one when you asked me out earlier" I was hoping that Tina was now working her magic on this finnish jock and that he would take whatever comes. "Yeah, guess that's true..." "And it's not a death sentence Jeff, there's so much options now.. don't you wanna know what it feels like to be in those videos? Being the center of attention?" This got him. "Fuck yeah... those were so hot.." "Don't you wanna be like me? Like us? Be a part of something bigger?" "There's a group? Damn sign me up man" "Of course there is...you get to be one of the first few members. Don't you want that? You can teach others like us to not just take cock but to also work out." I didn't need to convince him any further at this point as the 5th dildo I was holding and turning into him left him speechless. Without any further of due, I stood and placed myself infront of him, robe off, my cock pointing toward his hole, teasing with a bit of precum. We looked at each other and I asked him if he wants this. "What the hell, yeah fuck me man just fill me up already." He was hesitant. I got closer to him, circling my hard cock around his hole and asking him again, "Are you sure you want my poz cum Jeff? You get to be one of those guys you saw and find your true purpose" This time we locked eyes and with full confident, he said "Fuck Drew, breed me with your poz cum and make me part of you. I want and need this." He was now desperate. Perfect. I slid in and his hole was velvet. It acclimatized to my cock comfortably, his ass muscle squeezing and loosening at a decent pace. Every stoke I gave made him yelp and pant. His hair was now untied and I could see how beautiful this man was. The sweat on his face and his blue dilated eyes was the ideal combination of broken innocence and lust. Like Victor, I took my time fucking Jeff. I had to also convince him of Dionysus. But maybe I should wait for Victor as I wasn't well read like him. Pozzing him would be enough for today. With the sling, fucking Jeff nonstop felt effortless. No cramps with him being suspended. A+ for ergonomics. "Aw man, are you gonna cum in me soon? Fuck, don't stop man you're so good.." "Soon? We'll see. I take my time Jeff, just like you take your time when you do your squats... you know how many times I imagine you bouncing on my dick like you do your squats? Fucking you like this is even better cause I get to see your gorgeous kendoll face. Being raunchy definitely suits you.." "Fuck yes.. I thought you were hot too when I first saw you man.... i knew it was meant to be when I saw you on grindr.." We were both now panting, bullets of sweats forming and I wasn't even close yet even if I was stiff as a sequoia. Got to love T. My precum on the other hand was now gushing in Jeff. I was really churning. "You're so fucking beautiful Jeff, I can't wait to breed you and have my seed in you. You want a part of me in you babe?" Jeff looked at me with that puppy eyes look and nodded... "Breed me man, give me your poz seed and make me like one of those guys in those vids." I couldn't hold it any longer. With a few thrusts, I finally released myself into him and flooded his guts good. I must have jolted about 5 times as I couldn't contain my cum any longer. Jeff's ass looked as if he was bred by 4 guys. If this guy doesn't get pozzed, then I must've done something wrong. "Oh fuck man, that feels so good...I feel it... it's so full dude fuck.." I stared at Jeff and smiled before I dived in to kiss him. We embraced and I unlocked his limbs from the sling. We got on the bed and I made him stand on all fours so I could him my cum out of him. "You want to taste some of my cum?" "Fuck yes." I took a big gulp and vacuumed his ass out. He took the cum like a champ and even licked the side of my lips for more. What a fucking slut. You wouldn't think a dude this big would be a muscle bottom bitch. I have to pat myself in the back for achieving this goal. New member obtained. Fucking Victor is going to be ecstatic. Jeff and I spent the rest of the night in bed, fondled a bit and I explained to him what was going to happen next. He took it all in well and was convinced of the plan. "Being a part of something, yeah I could use that. Kinda feel like my life's going no where sometimes. This is good." "It's hot." "Fuck yeah it is.." I then told Jeff to come back soon as I wanted him to meet Victor. We still needed to do a ritual for him and make him see what we see. At dawn, I got horny again and with Jeff's ass was exposed, I bred him once again in his sleep. Right before I was about to come, he woke up and tightened his ass, saying oh fuck and I came in buckets. With Victor in my mind, I thought that this time, he better carry our poz seed.

Part 11 It wasn’t even a question. I was a bit panicked, I was out with my colleagues, who had made dinner plans for Monday evening. We weren’t supposed to meet before next Saturday. I was tempted to say that I couldn’t, that it was too short of a notice. I had to get ready, I wanted to be prepared, but before I could reply anything, he sent a follow up message. -“Don’t even think about saying no, boy. I told you your ass would be mine and that we would meet more than once this week.” -“Okay. But I won’t be ready before 10pm, I need to prepare.” -“No rush, I’m on vacation this week, take as long as you need. I saved my loads for you, haven’t fucked or jerked off in a week and I plan on breeding you and you only this week!” The rest of the afternoon went by quickly. I was very distracted, and my colleagues probably noticed I wasn’t all there with them. All I could think about was that guy I had fantasized so much over the years, that guy who had planted the idea of chasing deep in my brain and was probably about to plant his dirty seed deep in me. What was I about to do? I had vowed to not do anything stupid again after my Paris scare and I had to stop myself several times from messaging him to cancel everything. But despite the anxiety, I was turned on like never before. And I thought about the fact that I was still on PrEp, despite him not knowing. Right after dinner, the jet lag started to hit me hard and I left my colleagues to go back to my room. It was also mostly an excuse to go jerk off. My cock had been hard for a good part of the day and I needed to unload. I started stroking my dick under the hot shower, thinking about that man who would be inside me in about 24 hours. I was imagining his poz dick slowly sliding inside my hole. He had promised to give me several loads and I was craving that cum like a whore. I knew I would be begging for as much cum as possible. I decided to finish myself with poppers so I turned the water off, quickly grabbed a towel and jumped onto the bed. The mirror was right in front of it and I could watch myself playing with my dick and my ass at the same time. I had been working hard at the gym after the end of the last lockdown and I was proud of the results, hoping it would please my guy and encourage him even more to take charge of me. I’m average at 5’8 and 165lbs with an athletic build inherited from years of gymnastics training as a teenager and young adult. With the poppers hitting hard, and replaying what I thought -and hoped - the guy would say as he would push his toxic loads deep inside my hole, I ended up shooting a big load onto my chest and fell asleep almost instantly, without even turning the lights off or cleaning my mess.

Yes. It arises most often in places where closeted guys hang out. Bookstores for sure. Also sites that cater to anonymity like sniffies or doublelist. Yes. I've used a similar line when it's been appropriate. And I've also explained why that is. Maybe he gets turned on by getting bred by poz guys? Seems to be a fairly common fetish. Here's my approach to this question: When I first was coming out of the closet, waaaaaay back more than 30 years ago (back when being poz meant you were gonna die horribly), I was very fortunate to run into a guy who helped me overcome my trepidation about coming out. Back then, I wouldn't even walk through the local gayborhood for fear that some random passerby might see me and think I was gay. We actually met online, believe it or not (if you ain't ever used vi to compose an email, elm to send it, news to catch up on things, and irc to chat, then you're an internet n00b. Also, get off my lawn.) He took me out to dinner at a restaurant in the ghetto, then took me across the street to my first gay bar, then took me to his place for sex. Afterwards I told him, "Well, if there was any doubt in my mind that I was gay, you've completely dispelled it." And he also talked to me about HIV, how to protect myself, etc. In short, he did his best to help me along with coming out as an empowered and informed homo. I only saw him one more time after that. Can't remember much of anything about him really, except how kind and patient and caring he was with me. But I'm grateful for him to this very day. So I always try to play that role for others when the opportunity presents itself. I remember how scared I was back then, of other people finding out, of how my life would change, and yes, of dying. As soon as I made the connection in my head and "came out" to myself as gay, one of my first follow-on thoughts was that there was no way I'd ever live to see 30. This guy showed me that that didn't have to be the case. So I try to do the same for others who are just beginning to explore their sexuality. Very often, they don't know where to find answers, or even what questions to ask. Even in this day and age. There are times I don't want to. I get tired of being confronted with HIV stigma yet again. There have been times where my response to some guy rejecting me on sniffies because I'm poz has been to go on a bit of an educational rant in the public advertising area and work out my frustration that way. Do I have to? Yes, I think I do. I think we all have the obligation to care for each other. To help take that fear away. To help empower our fellow faggots. To show our peers that, you know what? Maybe your family is shit and your "friends" are homophobes and your neighborhood sucks, but here, in our community, I am going to look out for you and show you how to look out for yourself and most important of all, respect and love and care for you for who you are. That's the gay community I want to live in. Slutty and demented and nasty and piggy but also caring and respectful. So that's who I try to be.

The day before my 20th birthday I was on a train to Budapest. I was traveling by myself and left my compartment, the train was fairly empty and I actually had one to myself, to wander a bit. I passed a compartment that had a couple of guys in it who looked to be in their 30's. They were pretty attractive and checked me out as I passed by. I should say, I was still closeted at this time, even though I had LOTS of experience with gay sex by that point and could tell when a guy was cruising me. I thought I'd hang around in the hallway looking out the window and see what's up. In a minute, one of them came out and stood next to me, rubbing my ass that I had purposely stuck out. "Vodka?" He asked in a very thick accent that I assumed was Russian. I turned and saw his companion waving a bottle in the air. I wasn't about to turn down any of these possibilities. So I joined them in their compartment as the door was locked behind me. Shots were poured and I immediately downed two as I sat between my new friends. I learned their names were Ivan and Misha, but not much else as they didn't speak English. But that didn't matter as they felt my skinny, smooth body. Two more shots and they had my shirt off. Another two and my pants were gone. I sat there naked between them as they continued feeling me all over and taking turns kissing me. Two more shots and I was feeling no pain. That's when these two guys started changing a bit. They started becoming more aggressive and were soon taking turns forcing my mouth on their very decent sized cocks. They held the back of my head as they forced me to deepthroat them. Eventually Misha moved behind me and started lubing up his cock as Ivan fed me two more shots. I was pretty drunk now as I felt a cock pushing against my hole. Ivan stuck his cock down my throat to gag me as Misha forced his head past my sphincter. I screamed as my hole was stretched open, which was muffled by Ivan's cock. I was FAR from being a virgin, but it had been a month since I was last fucked, and I hadn't been loosened up. Misha just held my hips and pushed until his balls were against my ass as they both kinda laughed. He didn't give me much time to loosen up, but thank God I was drunk. Soon he was pounding away in my hole. Ivan removed his cock from my mouth, then rammed my underwear in its place. He replaced Misha at my hole. I screamed some more into the gag as Ivan forced his larger dick into me. But he didn't care, he just stretched me wide as he bottomed out in me, the fly of his pants scraping against my flesh. In fact, neither of them cared about me, they were only interested in one thing, my hole. But that was fine with me. I loved being used. Eventually Misha shot off in my ass, and Ivan quickly followed suit. After they removed the gag and made me clean their cocks, Ivan stuffed his cock back in his pants and exited the compartment. Misha poured two more shots, and even though I didn't want them, he somehow persuaded me down them as he spoke Russian into my ear. I have no idea what he was saying, but it sure sounded dirty. After a short bit, Ivan returned with two more guys. I was really drunk at this point, but through my blurred vision I could see they were probably late 40's or so, really burly guys. They basically ignored me as they talked to each other and laughed sneeringly at me. I heard the word American a couple of times, and it didn't sound nice. Someone stuffed my underwear back in my mouth and I could see someone else removing my laces from my tennis shoes. Then, one pair of laces was tied around my head, securing the gag in my mouth, while the other one was used to bind my wrists behind my back. Then the real fucking began. I honestly have no idea who was the next to mount me, but it didn't really matter. It was obvious I was nothing more than a hole for these guys, and wasted me loved it! They kept taking turns on my ass, fucking me for a while before pulling out and sticking another cock deep in me. This went on for probably two hours. I have no idea how many times each guy came in me, but from the best my drunken mind could tell, it was two each. All I knew was the alcohol was wearing off a bit and my ass ached like a mother fucker. I was sobbing a bit near the end which apparently amused my rapists. When they had finally finished using me, they untied me and helped me to get dressed before kicking me out of their compartment. "Don't say a word to anyone, American faggot." Said one of the burly men as he shut the door. Not that I was even capable of thinking who would possibly help me at this point. I stumbled back to my own compartment, cum dripping down my leg, garnering looks from people I passed. I promptly passed out as soon as I laid on the seats. After a couple of hours I awoke and it was dark outside. My underwear were soaked from all the cum that had leaked out and my head throbbed, but not as much as my ass. It ached like it had never before. But that aching made my dick hard and I realized I hadn't cum myself yet. I thought about jerking off, but my aching ass was actually craving more cock. I knew the Russians were still on the train, so I decided to see if I could find them. Luckily I remembered which compartment they were in and I knocked on the door. It slid open and the burly guy was standing before me. "What do you want American faggot?" He asked. "More." Was the only thing I could say. He laughed as he opened the door wider and let me in. The four of them smiled lasciviously as I grabbed what looked like a new bottle of vodka and took a couple swigs. Then I removed my clothes. No since standing on ceremony at this point. They again remained clothed as they took their cocks out and stroked them. I laid back on the seats and spread my legs. Ivan was the first to step up, rubbing lotion on his cock. His was the biggest cock and I grimaced as he forced it back into my battered hole. I just grunted as he pushed it in balls deep and grabbed another big swig off the bottle. From there, there was no gentleness, just fucking. After all, I was just a faggot to these guys. Just a hole to use. These men weren't gay, they were just using an available hole. Again, they didn't even remove their pants. They just unzipped enough to free their cocks. Also this time, there were no gags, no being tied. I had come back willingly after all. I just laid there with my legs in the air as Ivan pounded me before depositing another load in my hole. In retrospect, I'm glad Ivan was the first one back in my hole. The others were hung pretty well, but not quite as big. So after he a stretched my sore hole open again, the next guy was much more pleasurable. He held my thighs as he pounded me for a while, eventually cumming. Eventually, as the last guy was fucking me, I grabbed my cock, and in a couple swift strokes, was shooting my load all over myself. This triggered the last guy to unload the final load into me. After I stumbled again back to my compartment, I rummaged through my luggage until I found my toothbrush holder. I was still horny as fuck and wasted no time sticking it up my wet, loose hole. It wasn't a cock, but it was close enough. I jerked my hard dick as I pulled the toothbrush holder out. It was covered in cum and ass slime, which I licked off. After a couple minutes of this, I shot another big load and fell asleep. Soon after we pulled into the station, and I saw the Russians on the boarding plank, but they all acted like they didn't recognize me. That just made my cock stir in my pants again.

At 60 I've never had sex in a toilet (washroom in the US) until yesterday. I was looking up local cruising spots on the web last week and found a post saying he'd been to a local shopping centre and hooked up in the loo's there. I know all the local spots and this was completely new. I went in on a few occasions last week but there was no sign of anyone, probably because most guys are at work at the times I was going in. I kind of lost hope and thought it was misinformation but, went down yesterday in the late afternoon anyway as I was passing. I walked in but it was quiet, no one at all. So I had a pee and as I finished a guy walks in looks at me and goes into one of the eight cubicle toilets. I wash my hands and noticed he hadn't shit the cubicle door. I had to walk past it to get to the entrance and glanced in. He was standing facing the wall and appeared to be peeing however, he glanced over his shoulder at me and I saw his eyebrows raise slightly so I smiled back. He started to turn and I saw he had a bursting hard on. I walked onto the cubicle and grabbed his cock and we kissed. He was about 40 and not bad looking, slim build and as tall as me. He reached round and locked the cubicle door and asked what I was into. I said I'm versatile and he said he was a top and would love to fuck me. By now I was as horny as fuck and ducked down and began sucking his cut cock. He tasted great. He dropped his trousers and he was completely shaved. He began moving his cock, fucking my mouth very slowly and I encouraged him with my hands on his arse. After a few minutes he said he wanted to fuck me so I stood and dropped my trousers. I was prepared with a small bottle of poppers and a sachet of lube which is nearly always in my pocket. He took the sachet but refused the poppers as he said they have a adverse effect. I snorted the poppers as he lubed his cock then I turned round and I felt a lubed finger pushed gently into me. Then I felt the head of his cock being rimmed around my hole before being slowly inserted. It felt so good as he pushed himself into me and the poppers made me want him to fuck me and give me his load. He was gentle at first and asked if I was okay. Then he began to speed up into a nice rhythm. God it felt good. I snorted more poppers and he picked up the pace, thrusting his cock into my hole as deep as he could. I could tel he was close as his breathing became quicker and fucking more urgent. Suddenly he grunted as he pumped his hot load into my arse. He held it inside me as I finished myself off shooting a load over the toilet seat back. As I did so he was kissing my neck. We cleaned up and he said he'd seen me there the week before but was unsure if I was up for it or just using the loo. We may well meet again, I certainly hope so.

Hey guys...I am brand new to this site after spending some time with google looking for others after my most awesome weekend ever! To start, I am 19. I started having sex when I was 16 but it was pretty much just sucking guys off at school or on Grindr when I found them. I never fucked without a condom. Then this weekend happened! Last week, I sent a DM to a guy on Grindr who looked pretty hot and I asked if I could suck his cock. He brushed me off. I sent him a couple more messages and pictures cus I really wanted to meet him. I even sent him my snap hoping he would message me. Well, Friday night just after midnight he sent me a message in snap and told me to open Grindr to see how close we were, he was walking home and he wanted to fuck me. I opened Grindr and he was 100m away!!! So I told him my address and room number and he said he would be over in 5 minutes. I live in a dorm and am in a summer program so still on campus so I have a single till August. Anyway, 5 minutes later he buzzes, I let him in and he knocks on my door. I was pretty nervous because I don't have people come to me too often, this is the first time I am living alone and I also didn't have any time to shower or nothing, so it was just meet and meet. I opened the door and he looks amazing. His profile said he was 27 and he pretty much looked 27. He is also super tall, 195cm, and I am 170cm with my shoes on! He smelled like smoke and alcohol. He came into my room and asked if I had anything to drink. I gave him a beer and I took one myself. He asked what experience I had. I told him I was a good cocksucker, I liked 69, I liked to fuck and I liked to get fucked. He asked me if I ever played rough. I was very nervous since I didn't know how rough he meant but I said yes because I have wrestled and played with breath control before and some light bondage. He asked me if I ever did bareback and I said no. He stood up and said he was finished and was going to leave. So he is walking out and I asked him if he only did bareback or if there was another problem. He said bareback or nothing. So, I let him leave. I just froze and didn't know really what to do. He left. I was alone in my room, my cock was rock hard thinking about this guy and how he was here right next to me and I let him leave. His smell was still in the room. I just sat there, wondering what to do next. Probably an hour passed. It was just after 1AM and I got a snap notfication. He was outside my door and he wanted to come back up for another beer. I buzzed him in and he knocked at my door. There he was again. I was rock hard. He came in and then pushed me back...as soon as I recovered from the push another guy walked into my room. The other guy was also late 20s, very tall, at least 190cm, and he looked very intense. They grabbed my arms and held them behind my back while the second guy pulled out a zip tie and cuffed me. They shoved a sock or something in my mouth and bent me forward. They pulled down my shorts and started to finger my ass. Then I could hear one of them looking around my room, he pulled a knife from my kitchen and cut the back of my shirt and stripped it off me. They forced me to step out of my shorts. Then they stood me straight up to look at them. I was naked, rock hard, mouth gagged and hands zip tied behind my back. I never felt so hot and scared and horny in my life. I stood there naked, looking at these two guys. The helped themselves to some more beers, lit cigarettes and blew the smoke in my face. They were just talking with each other about how they were going to rape me and breed me. They asked me if they could fuck me bareback...I just stood there staring at them. I didn't nod yes or no, just too surprised and horny at the same time to do anything. My legs were shaking, I could barely stand. They finished their beers and cigarettes and the taller one took off his clothes first. He was in really good shape, defined chest, tight stomach, and his cock was at least 22cm, just like his pictures. He was hard as a rock. His friend took off his clothes. He was also in good shape, not as muscled but defintiely still hot and his cock was really thick but not as long, maybe 19cm but thick as a beer can or more. They stood there in front of me just standing and staring at me as I was staring at them till the shorter guy said "well, time to breed this little boy, you first" I was pushed onto my bed on my back. The taller one pushed my legs up in the air while the shorter one got onto the bed took out the sock from my mouth, spit on my face and then straddled my face...he dangled his big balls into my mouth and nose. The smell of his cock was amazing. My inner pig kicked in and I started sucking on his balls like no tomorrow. As I am doing this, I could feel the other guuys tongue probing my ass, then spitting on it. Then I feel some lube being pushed into my hole with his finger. They start joking with each other that I'm a dirty little boy and that I didn't learn how to clean out yet. My ass was probably not super clean since I had no prep time. So the guy on my face moves his hole to my mouth and I start rimming it as he sits down on my face, smothering me...just as I feel the other guys cock pushing into my hole...he says "so you don't bareback, well you do now" My head was spinning, I didn't know how to feel. In some ways I was just amazed that like a fantasy was coming true and in other ways I was like wow, I am being raped and barebacked and I don't want this. He was fuckking me for at least 5 minutes as the other guy is sitting on my face. Then the second guy moves and pushes his cock to my mouth...I open up and he pushes his massively thick cock inside...it is so thick my jaw hurts opening up wide enough for it. And there I am, being spit roasted by these two guys... I can sense that the taller guy is getting close, he is fucking me faster and he stopped talkiing to his friend, he is just grunting now...then I feel it, his cock starts throbbing inside me and he pushes in deep one last time and lets out an amazing groan...I think iti was my imagination but I can literally feel his cum inside me...he stays there for a few seconds as the other guy keeps fucking my mouth...it's weird, I have one cock still pumping and another going limp inside me and i feel awkward for a seconds till the short guy says "my turm" and I feel the other guy pull out...the short guy bounces off the bed and then starts to push his massively thick cock into my hole. It is so thick it really hurt and I start making the first noises I made all night...then the talal guy junps on the bed and sits on my face pushing his balls into my mouth. I feel the thick cock go inside, hurting the whole way. Then he starts to pump, slowly at first...I match my ball sucking to his rhythym...then he speeds up...he says "Mees...I'm about to breed this boy!" and then I feel his cock throbbing just like the other guy....and I swear I could feel the cum shoot into me as he collapses down on top of me...he starts sucking the tall guys cock as I am sucking his balls. Then he pulls out. I can feel a dribble of cum and/or lube coming out of my ass. Then the tall guy gets up and I am layoing on my back, hands bound behind my back and my cock still hard as a rock with cum dripping out of my ass. They look at me and the short one says "boy, you are a good hole...and you just got two poz loads in you so welcome to the club" They left me laying there while they got dressed. My cock is still rock hard. Then they flip me over and cut the zip tie, releasing my hands. I think it was the taller one that said "enjoy that gift kid, you will appreciate it" Then they left. I laid there for at least 10 minutes processing what just happened. My cock started to get soft. Then I thgouht to myself, do I shower and try to clean out, do I go to the doctor and get pills, do I just accept that all the porn I had fantasixed about just came true and change my life... Well, 48 hours have passed so the doctor isn't really an option...I guss I am just going to wait and see. Part of me is ready to go bare forever, part of me is thniking to be safe until I know for sure. But wow, that was an amzing night even though I didn't cum!

To have 4 big black cocks kinda run a mini train on you and to the have cum just be leaking out of your hole and down onto your nuts and inner thighs... I'm writing this as it just happened. I'm walking back to the way up now at blacks beach. I was up on the bluff, and I saw a couple different black guys. Two of them Circled back after fucking themselves and one of them made the comment, oh I love this. And he's started jacking off in front of my face. I started to suck his cock. He was the biggest, he must have been at least 9 or 10 inches and pretty thick. After him and his buddy started fucking me and came in me. They just left. Then a group of three more came around and two trickled back. And this one Asian guy almost cock blocked me and ruined it. But the guy came back. The fourth one, he's the only one who asked me I wanted his nut in my ass. Fucking amazing! They're all walking on front of me and I guess they're all friends. It really would have been nice to have the fifth one as well, but I'll take four. And if they weren't Eskimo brothers before, they are now! That takes this week's load total to 16. The most that I've ever had. And the day is not over yet nor is the weekend really.

Chapter V I still had the weekend to myself before Victor returned. Plus, Jeff wasn't scheduled to work til Monday. An idea sparked in me to make a new video starring Jeff for Victor to watch when he's back. Finally he'll see that we are starting to get traction in serving our god. I was awake and standing by the bed, observing Jeff and how huge his physique was. Fucking a man his size took a bit of an adjustment but his ass was definitely worth it. I can picture big mature daddies with similar stature fucking Jeff, breeding him and encouraging him to be like them. From what he told me, Jeff usually fucks guys younger than him and bottomed occasionally. Hopefully the last 12 hours have nudged him to explore more of his deviant and submissive side. It's rare that you find a big jock like Jeff offering his ass to you. Fucking guys like Jeff leaves you accomplished, as if you've climbed a mountain. Here he was dozing, not know what I had in store for him.. I logged into bbrt and submitted a party for Jeff. Title reads: Fit muscular hunk offering his ass to be bred by mature bears and daddies. No under 30. When Jeff woke up, I set aside some toiletries for him to freshen up and I told him that there will be a surprise for him tonight. I pointed to the video camera hinting him what was about to come. His face lit up and he told himself that he would take the day to prepare himself. "Don't forget this" I handed him a pipe and a bag of T. In the toiletry bag there was also a douche and a used jock that Victor kept in his armoire. It was the largest I could find. Victor had fucked a married man who wore it ages ago. It smelt strong and was crusty from the dried cum it had. Bike was written on the band. Jeff gave it a deep huff before putting it on, with a snap it fit him perfectly. A big ass like that needs to be framed properly. I started to take pictures of him in different positions to add into the listing. By 4 pm, there were about 13 confirmed guests that I selected. Their age ranged from 39 to 56, being at least 200 lbs and 6'0 tall. These men looked rugged, discreet and knew what raunch meant. Talking to each of them, I had an idea of what's in store for Jeff. Only about 5 of them were poz and even then, only one was off meds and had a low VL. The only thing Jeff did during the day was T and watching Victor's porn stash. He was fixated and clearly new to T. Setting up the cameras took some time. Jeff was going to be fucked in the TV room and at each corner, a tripod was hung. This would give Jeff a 360 degree view of himself, with every angle of him being fucked fully recorded in 1080p. Instead of a sling, I decided on a fuck bench instead. It would make it less dizzy for Jeff and easier for him to smoke the T that he is slowly being hooked on. By 7, Jeff had freshen up and was in the dirty jock, wearing a pair of high knee socks and a tight tank top. He looked like a gymrat ready to get bred. At 9, the first guest arrived and by 9.30, everyone was present. The men were huge and almost twice my size. Most were wearing the standard shirt and cargo pants ensemble, with half of them wearing a cap to hide their face. Thankfully everyone was friendly and as Jeff stepped into the fuck bench being strapped at each limb. I clicked record and left the guests to their discretion. Some of them slowly took off their shirt and some also had their own glass pipe being ready to lit. The only rule that was placed was that no pulling out would be allowed, and that they should feel free to treat Jeff like the bitch he is, with bleeding being the limit. To make it even more sensual, I proposed Jeff to put on a blindfold. "Great idea man." Damn, he has been tweaking non stop now. I then placed myself in the main armchair and uttered "Have fun boys." Immediately, one of the biggest guests stepped forward and began to undress. A line formed naturally and the first man dived himself into Jeff's ass, releasing moans that I've never heard before coming out of him. Murmurs of "nice... and yeah.." were heard from the guests and I could see how excited Jeff was from the smile he had. Being unable to see who's rimming him, Jeff was insatiable for a fuck. The man then slapped his well endowed cock on Jeff's as and with only his spit as lube, he pushed himself into him, causing tremors within Jeff and screams of pleasure that had a hint of pain. The man was huge and Jeff really was trying his best to accommodate his first cock. After a while, Jeff began to moan. Finally he found the spot. I started to walk up to Jeff and fed him some T. Kneeling myself close to him, I asked how was he feeling. "Fucking amazing, man. It's recording right? Oh shit this is going to be so fucking cool." "Yeah babe, it is. Every second. You getting railed by these strangers, taking their cum. You like this right?" "I fucking love it dude" I returned to the chair and lit myself a hit. The first guy finally came in after about 10 minutes, telling Jeff that his load is deep in his guts now. Jeff thanked the man he couldn't see and shouted NEXT. Each of the guest had their way in fucking him. Being tied on the bench gave Jeff little freedom to move but it also made him focus more on his ass muscle, which he could now control by the way his hole was blooming. It was also impressive how Jeff was able to hold most of the loads being bred into him. Only after the 7th dad that bred him was he unable to contain the cum much longer. A trail started to leak. Luckily, these men were pigs at heart. They lapped it up and fed to Jeff as an extra snack. Not a drop of cum was wasted. The whole gangbang lasted for about 4 hours. The average fuck was about 20 minutes and by 2 AM, some of the guys had already left. Some took second or third rounds. All in all, Jeff probably was bred about 23 times when you count the moan of orgasm there was. Each of the men did a fantastic job. Finally, not being able to hold it much longer, Jeff squirted the cum in him as he panted, relieving himself. He did very well and I was looking forward to how the video will turn out. When everyone had left, I stood in front of Jeff and took the blindfold off. I looked down at him and told him that I was going to leave him there til Victor returns. Jeff's only request was to be given a hit every now and then. Man, he really does remind me of myself when I first discovered my pig side with Victor.. Sunday morning came and I heard the door open. I was still in bed. After a while, I noticed that Victor hasn't come up yet. I went down and to no one's surprise, I find him ramming Jeff. Better than what I expected. "Who's this slutty jock, love?" "That's Jeff. New to this. Just like me. Already bred with our strain twice and could be our next offer. How was Maine?" "That's nice to hear. He'll fit in well. I knew you had good taste. Maine was good. Had some lobsters." Victor was casually telling me this as he pounded Jeff who was now moaning and unable to turn his head to see who he was being fucked by. "Do you know who I am, Jeff?" Victor questioned. "No. But don't stop. Fuck." "Haha he really is a bit like you Drew." I'll always be amazed at how consistent Victor's pace was when he fucks. The slaps he gave to Jeff and the way he was gripping his back was an art form. "You already received Drew's load, now here's the original load, you want this seed bitch?" "Yes, poz me please." Victor recoiled onto Jeff's back and yelped in his orgasm, gripping his arm and ensuring that he positioned his cock directly into Jeff. "Fuck, your ass is gripping my cock so good." He now knew what kind of champ Jeff was in being a bottom. His cock was literally being jerked off by Jeff's ass contraction. Even pulling out took some time as his ass had gripped onto Victor's cock for too long. Victor sighed and gave a slap on his ass, congratulating him as he approached me to give a Welcome back kiss. "You really have outdone yourself, you know?" I tried to not blush and decided that it was time release Jeff. Standing up wasn't so easy but in time, he oriented himself back to normal. We told Jeff that in a week, he will come back during the full moon for the proper ritual fuck. Confused, Jeff didn't fully comprehend what he was agreeing to. To make it simple, I told him that if he wants more T and experience what he had experienced in the past 3 days, then he must submit to the deity that we worship. But he has to be willing in surrendering himself to the faith. Going back was not an option. He wouldn't have to work anymore and he would be able to live with us. After going through the details, Jeff was sold. "Anything to get out of that life. I've seen what's out there now.." Victor and I were both pleased with his decision and bid him farewell with a check of $5000. "A way to show our trust and your loyalty"

Gotta make sure my hole stays loose and ready for any Man to use. 😊

When my dad died years ago, guess my mother's life was born again.. After a year of his passing ( and before that, years of a sexless marriage) her pussy was given new life and plenty of seed So one day I'm at the adult video store, having just sucked off this 50 year old Black man. Wasn't the first time I did it, had known him on and off for almost two years. I knew he was poz, but didn't care. Loved his cock and his seed down my throat. We had talked often, and though he was basically into women and pussy , he also enjoyed getting his cock sucked Loved using a mouth aggressively and depositing his seed down someones throat. Our discussion that night turned towards my mother, and how she was driving me crazy and how I needed to find her a man.. When Robert ( the Black Man) said he was interested, I finally exchanged phone numbers with him and said I would be in touch. Lots of thoughts went through my head as I drove home. Would Mom be accepting of a Black Man? if they had sex, could she handle such a big cock? Would he tell her about being Poz? Would she become Poz? To be honest , I had to j/o to some interracial porn as soon as I got home. The next day, I went to visit my mother and told her I thought it was time for her to go out on a date. Though a bit hesitant, she agreed to meeting him. Him being Black did not seem to phase her much. Though slightly nervous , I told her to expect a phone call from him A couple of long phone calls turned into a lunch date.. No sexual talk at all.. Robert was a complete gentleman. What mom didn't fill me in on, he filled me in at the video store about two weeks later. He had plans for another lunch and a movie, and soon after that she invited him over for dinner. He and I hooked up one more time before the dinner date. He told me that he would use all his magic to finally get her in bed. As he told me this, i stroked my dick til I unloaded

Has anyone had to educate a top on HIV conversion during a hook up? In the last year I have had three separate instances where I have had to stop and explain HIV transmission to a top. Most recent was yesterday afternoon. I was playing with this guy at the video store and he wanted to fuck me. I turned around and he started rubbing his (unimpressive) cock on my hole. At that point I was really just in it for the load so I asked if he was poz. He said no and asked if I was. I said yes, undetectable. I said is that an issue? I expected to hear the usual no but instead he said “ am I going to get AIDS? I was like what rock did this guy climb out from under? First, if you are going to be having bareback sex with an anonymous guy you should at least know the risks. Second, understand what undetectable is. He had a better chance of winning the lottery than me giving him HIV. There is a lot of information out there to educate yourself. Have any other bottoms run into this issue?

I tried to get both my holes

Went out cruising late last night, i wanted to go before but my schedule has not worked with going out, finally i had a free evening so decided to go to the local park & i was not disappointed & it was busy no sooner than walking around the paths i came across a guy standing near me with an obvious bulge in his jeans, i went towards him & felt his crotch, very nice big package so i proceeded to fish it out & he helped. When he got it out it was a really big one at least 9inches & thick too, i bent over & started giving him a wet sloppy blowjob, he was getting rock hard & while i was sucking him he had found my manhole & started to finger my manhole, with this i knew he wanted to fuck me so i bent over giving him better access to my ass to fuck, he got behind me held me closer & pushed inside. He felt so good deep inside & was pumping me deep, the position was not great so we both moved to an area where i could bend over more easily, he was now holding my shoulders & pumping me full of cum, he was really balls deep & i could feel those inches deep inside, at one stage his breathing changed & i knew what was coming next he pumped full, really full of cum for sure i felt 6 big squirts. When he pulled out my ass was really wet, he pulled up his jeans said a thanks & walked out of the secluded spot in to the park. It was so hot to be filled with so much cum. I was not ready to go home just yet so i walked about some more & came across a guy who has fucked me before, he said lets take this a little more private, so i followed him to a very secluded spot with a tree in the spot, i leaned against the tree while he was getting his soft cock out, i got it in my hands & started to suck him hard to attention when he was good & hard i got myself against the tree & gave him my manhole, i knew i had cum in my ass from my previous fucker, this guy was pushing inside & he slipped in easily, he must have felt how slippery my ass was & must have known i had been just well fucked by another. He was holding on to me tight & fucking me deep, soon enough he was breeding me & pumping me full of ropes of cum, my ass was now really full of cum, when he pulled out he had a huge smile on his face & said thanks i needed that, so we cleaned up with some tissues & moved away from that spot. I walked around some more & came across another guy who obviously had been on holiday, he was really tanned when he saw me he had a big grin on his face & said hello, i knew he wanted to fuck me, he has before & he has a big cock too but he takes ages to cum. Long story short we had 2 fucks & honestly he had enough chances to be pumping me full of cum but he did not & being bent over was not working for me anymore, my back was hurting so i called it a day with him, said thanks & said maybe next time & he said thanks too. Just as i was about to go i saw a cumdump a big guy who i have seen a few times in the past, he lets just about anyone breed him & he has a nice cock on him too but i've never seen him fuck ( pity ) he moved to a secluded spot wanking as i approached him i felt his cock & got it harder still. This time i dropped my pants & gave him my ass to fuck, he fingered me & must have felt all that cum, he tried to fuck me with a dildo but i was not having that i wanted only the real thing his cock inside me, he got behind me held my waist & fucked another big load deep inside my ass, he was a nice fucker, while he was fucking me i thought next time i see him i want more of the cumdumps loads inside me & will let him fuck me more. When he was done he said thanks & moved off in to the dark & i called it a night too, it was 1:30ish am.

Seeing a man in a chastity device tells me he is serious about having his hole worked. That he gets his pleasure from anal orgasms. I have had men who wear them so they can't touch themselves and cum too fast. I have had men, as mentioned above, who want you to leave their dick alone. Since I am mostly all about the ass--I love to be clued in instantly to what the guy wants from me.

I heard the door open and Men coming into the basement all cheering. Then I heard Jay say to the guys if you don’t want to be filmed put a mask on. Jay said right lets see how many dirty loads we can total up tonight, no time limits. Then I heard Jay say to Max put the mouth spreader the one with the teeth guard into the cumdump, which be did. Max you can fuck him first and don’t be gentle while I fuck its throat. Jay then walked up to my face and said bet you wish you hadn’t signed the contract now 😊 Jays cock was massive as he place the head at the entrance to my mouth, Pigs btw the mouth is for cleaning cock not cumming in yet. Jay shoved him huge cock straight down my throat just as I felt Max’s cock pushing at my ring and then fuck Max’s cock had broken through and in one hard thrust I felt his balls hit my back, Max started piston fucking my as my body spasmed, Max said I'm getting close, stop Jay said I’m loading it first, Max obediently pulled out and they swapped positions, Max pushed his bloody cock into my mouth he had made me bleed! Jay’s Cock was so big and hard he pushed and pushed and then my ring gave out and he was in me, Cumdump you have 3 inches of my cock in you another 7 to go as he laughed each time he thrust more went in, then I heard Jay say “Pigs I’m at his second ring now” what did he mean! Then he pulled back and slammed in and I felt my insides tare open as his cock broke through and his big balls mashed against my butt. For 15 minutes he smashed in and out of my hole and his cock was getting harder and harder, Jay then shouted “Pigs here comes his first load of Toxic POZ cum” Jays balls where no longer slapping my but they where as hard as steel, Jay then said here it cum my POZ babies are at my cock head now, just as he thrust hard one last time I felt his cock throbbing and blasting Toxic POZ cum deep in my bowels YES, YES, YES take my POZ cum you worthless cumdump, it felt like he flooded me, but why was my cock still hard and why was I loving it! Jay pulled out as the guys cheered, his cock was covered in cum and blood, as quick as a flash Max was in my hole again, while Jay pushed his blood and cummy cock down my throat. Max hammered me hard and shouted FUCK FUCK FUCK I’m cumming take my dirty load bitch as his cock throbbed and blasted his cum into me to mix with Jays. I was really conflicted why was I loving this so much! Part 3: Pigs your turn

Chapter VII The day finally arrived. Not only would we offer Jeff to Bacchus but Luis as well. The sky was clear and once dusk came, the moon appeared as luminous as ever. There was also a change in both of our mood. Victor and I felt more energized and focused. Since the gentlemen were scheduled to be by midnight, Victor and I had ample of time to fuck each other, incessantly edging without a single drop of precum. When one of us felt as if we were about to climax, one of us would pull down the other's balls. We knew that we had to save our seed for Luis. We chose to conduct the ritual in the master bedroom, where we would have a better view of the sky. The windows and balcony door set open to allow the evening wind cool us. The sling was readjusted to face the bed, so that both gentlemen could take a glimpse of the other getting rammed by us. More candles were lit this time and Victor revealed a chest filled with quartz, crystals and some antique pendants. They were strategically placed around the room to encourage a sort of 'flow' as Victor puts it. Hemp ropes were placed at each bed pillar and for the sling, platinum chains that hooked onto high grade buffalo leather straps. A necessary upgrade for a sacred event. Luis and Jeff both came on time. They had introduced each other while waiting for us to open the door and they seemed to get along well. Though it was obvious that Jeff did most of the talking with Luis nodding in yeahs. Victor and I were dressed in a black priest robe made of silk. The rope that was tied around the waist had a ruby marble ball on each end. Underneath, we were bare naked. I had a silver buttplug in me while Victor chose a leather studded cockring. The first thing that Luis said when the door open was "Wow.." Jeff, "Nice.." "Welcome, gentlemen. We are very grateful that you both are here tonight. Never did I see my love Drew here being dedicated to the true God. Though it's just us 4, I must say that the progress made has been quick, given that I found the faith 3 years ago. Drew was the first person who I revealed my faith to and by chance and the blessing of the true god of pleasure, I found a purpose that I had to attend to. So thank you." Victor was always good with his words. As we climbed up stairs, I informed both men that it was expected if something out of the ordinary happened. Power outage, fallen objects or just a weird hunch. I had to remind them that the aura of that night is no like other. Jeff tried to keep a straight face but Luis listened still. Only after we entered the room did Jeff begin to understand what I meant. When Jeff stepped into the room, he felt as if a wave had swept his consciousness. His expression immediately got serious. "Now I see..." Somehow, his eyes seemed to be brighter than the rest of us. Perhaps our seed is starting to awaken him. Though none of us had started smoking, we started to experience a strange erotic sensation that heightened our senses. Without a word, each of us knew what we were supposed to do next. Luis looked at Victor and threw himself on the bed while Jeff winked at me as he got on to the sling. The only noise we made were quiet moans of approval and purrs when we touched each other. Both men were now strapped at the limbs, tight but comfortable. Victor was now kneeled at the end of the bed, facing Luis, caressing his body and pinching his nipple. His back faced mine as I stood in front of Jeff, gaze unbroken. The silence was finally broken when Victor began to proclaim, lifting both arms. Like before, his voice sounded deep, distorted but in harmony. "Tonight, we offer not just one, but two mortals for you, Bacchus. We give you a pair to prove our devotion to you, our willingness to sacrifice ourself to you so that we seek the true pleasure that you promise. The seed of my tribe will flow through these new devotees and as we grow in numbers, we will strengthen our devotion to you. Our faith is unbroken and we fully pledge ourselves to you, Dionysus. We beg you to bless us and accept our offerings tonight." It was now 1 AM. As Victor ended his proclamation, the wind flowing into the room was now stronger and the air was cold and thin. The room also got brighter from the candle's light turning more intense. With only the sound of the leaves rustling and the drapes dangling, we were quiet once again. Victor and I took out our pipes and shotgunned our new followers. Jeff's ass was as smooth as ever, but I know that my goal tonight was to inseminate him accordingly. It had to follow what the faith would demand. The way I fucked Jeff that night was slower than usual, and I could see how devoted Jeff now was with the way he looked at me. Just through nods we could understand each other. It was as if we were telepathic. At intervals, I pinched both his nipples and unlike before, he didn't let out a single cry. My head was also close to his, with me arching toward him, penetrating myself into him deeper. We were sweating and as we made out, I tasted the swear on his upper lip. I was surprised at my endurance. My pace was consistent and I never took a break. Even with T I would be tired but that night, I could tell that something took over me. Jeff too. All of us. Jeff's gyration was in sync with my thrust and the mild moans we released did no justice to how we felt. The gaze we had was pure devotion. Our fuck served as a vessel to gain the rewards and pleasure that were promised. A sacred lust that many would consider heresy. As for Victor, he had more work than me since Luis was going to receive the seed for the first time. He had his PA on tonight, and he was determined to give Luis a little booty bump. They were already experiencing religious ecstasy. The T was just an enhancement to it. After all, it was excess pleasure that proves one's devotion to Dionysus. The more elevated one can be, the closer they would reach Him. Luis' expression now changed. He was smirking in a sort of mischievous way. His eyes wider than ever. Looking at Victor from below, with their reflection behind, Luis finally released his inhibitions. "Bacchus, I surrender myself to you though my new leader, my maker. Victor" Victor nodded and got down to peck him, praising him as he fondled Luis' exposed body. As usual, Victor hovered his lips across his body, leaving pecks and licks on his sensitive parts, electrifying Luis. He rimmed Luis' hole in circles, pushing his tongue in and never missing a moment to taste his insides. His fingers then entered, going in and out with more of the T lube and the only noise that can be heard was the moan Luis was making, coupled with short breathes. Victor maintained strict focus in fingering Luis, glancing with envy at him. A believer's first sacrifice is one of the most precious form of pleasure there is. It is as close as one could get to being touched by Bacchus. Satisfied with his hole, Victor now lifted his legs on to his shoulder after loosening the ropes that kept him still. With both his palms holding the twink ass, he took his time to knead them, scratching both sides with his nails. With less than an inch away from his hole, Victor started to tease his cock, resting the PA around his hole. The coolness from the metal made Luis flinched and caused himself to pant more. He then widened his legs to clamp himself onto Victor, who accepted the embrace without getting his cock closer. The look of desperation that Luis made while being silent in his glossy innocent eyes gave Victor a spiritual high, a sort of bravado that certified his role to lead his devotees. Soon, that innocence in Luis would be wiped off. He will be liberated like the rest of them. What Luis was experiencing went beyond his expectation. He thought he would only be pozzed, and they would just smoke while speaking in gibberish Latin. Nothing came close. The way he felt, acted and responded were different. He knew he was conscious, but it felt as if he was now being influenced, or dictated by something supernatural. He wasn't the only one experiencing this. Everyone else too seemed to be in a sort of frenzy. Since they entered the room, barely anyone spoke. The ritual they were performing was synchronous to their hidden desire. The full moon had unlocked and released the debauchery they were in and they were enjoying every second that passed. As Victor pushed himself forward, Luis' opened his mouth in awe of how huge Victor's girth was. His insides widened and he moved himself towards Victor, showing how receptive he was to letting Victor in him. His hole was still tight, even after the foreplay and Victor was almost stuck at first when the head of his cock entered. With little mercy, Victor knew he had to force himself. In a single move, he readjusted Luis' legs on to him and quickly pulled himself in. There were no screams but a few drop of tears did formed in Luis. Immediately after, the pain subsided to satisfaction, with his insides now taking the full shaft. Once there was no spasm in his hole, Victor started to thrust into Luis, legs rested on both shoulders and ass wide for full comfort. Both Victor and Drew were penetrating at similar paces. The moment they were both at the exact same pace, a new wave of energy began to crept into the room. The movements they were making were in sync, close to being mechanical. It was also at this point did they realize that they were going to reach climax soon. They had spent almost 5 hours in the room. No one could keep track of how. long they were fucking. The wind got stronger, lifting the drapes and shutting the door. The candles glowed brighter and brighter. Luis looked up and saw what Drew had seen before. The ram got bigger and started to animate itself, creeping out of the wall to get closer to Luis. Victor, not missing a beat, also witnessed the ram and his head now tilted forward, as if the sky was calling him. Staring into the ram, Luis heard a voice.. "Your devotion to Him, your submission to Him, do you fully mean it?" In his mind, Luis was affirmative. "This decision is final and irreversible. Do you yield to Him?" Again, Luis agreed. At that moment, Victor couldn't hold himself any longer. Neither did Drew. They both came at the same time. The wind swept in again and the candle was no longer lit. With only the moonlight, they saw themselves glistening. It was as if they were rejuvenated. Both Jeff and Luis felt as if their hole was on fire, but strangely it cooled within minutes. In typical pig fashion, Drew ate his cum out of Jeff to feed to Luis while Victor fed his to Jeff. Dawn began and with the sky gradually turning itself blue, the men could now sense that they were now back to where they were. The mood got casual and they were now speaking freely. Before, it wasn't as if they were incapable of speech, it was as if they knew that speech was unnecessary. Their devotion required full focus and attention towards one another. Evidently, something did affect their behaviour. That something can also be said to solidify their faith. 2 weeks later, Luis and Jeff moved in. Luis kept his look like before as he wouldn't say that he had been reborn, but enlightened. Jeff on the other hand found his true self. He was still packing, chest broad and physique built as always. Though he now kept his hair in a bun and spotted a mid length scorpion above his navel, with its sting trailing down to his crotch. Victor had also convinced him to get some jacobs ladder. It would be a waste to not decorate his fat cock. It was also time that Jeff would start scouting and eventually top more, further justifying the piercing. Additionally, since that night, fortune started to favour these modern heathens. Wealth appeared in the form of scratch cards, stocks and sudden wills that the men were in possess of. For Victor, business was booming exponentially. Drew would never work a day in his life after playing with stocks. Jeff always won when he gambled and Luis, well Luis managed to make bank in publishing his studies on the occult. Like all things, the moment of prosperity that occurred was temporary. Only Victor could tell when a new offer was needed. He would either have vivid dreams of speaking to a minotaur or signs that were considered as bad omen would appear. He still could recall how after Drew had been with him for about a few months, a black raven flew itself into the house, breaking a window. Its blood shimmered, similar to the kind of glow he would see during his rituals. He was lucky to find Drew as most of the work went to him. Drew had made charts and documents that would help him procure more followers. He has also theorized that maybe if they found someone who had already been religious and is a devout follower of a certain faith, then the appeasement that would come from it would be even greater since it would take more than just convincing or influencing someone to abandon their faith in exchange for another that puts pleasure as the highest form of attainment. He had to find a closeted Christian, or a Mormon. Anyone that was spiritual by default. If he could get someone who spent most of their lives being faithful to a certain belief to replace their faith with the kind of belief that he worshipped, then he can truly exert real power.

It's almost 2.30am here now but I'm still reeling from a fierce foursome. A fuckbud had wanted to tag team me for a while. Told him that was fine with me if he could find another top. Instead he found two, a couple. Nice cocks too. Almost two hours of fucking. A cock in my ass almost all the time. Plenty of spit roasting. Sore as fuck but I got six loads in my ass and a delicious one down my throat. Fuck.... I want a repeat 😉

I was traveling for work and was in a hotel on my own. As soon as I checked in, I noticed the elevator didn't need a keycard and I was in the middle of the gay district. My cock immediately started to grow. My meetings weren't until 3:00 PM, so I pretended my flight was delayed so I could have the morning/mid afternoon to myself. Logging on to Grindr, I located a guy in my hotel - 32 feet away. He looked good from his pics, mid-30s, top, fit, Spanish tall (like me), and hung thick uncut. So I thought 'Okay, let's do this'. I asked him if he was into raw. His reply was "Only," so it was on, giving him my room number. Pulling on my red 'Nasty Pig' jock, I left the door ajar, positioned myself ass-up and awaited his arrival. When I heard the door open, I turned and immediately noticed his height. Now, I'm 6"4' so usually everyone is shorter than me, so I don't really notice height unless the guy is exceptionally tall. In this case, however, he was so tall I immediately thought 'Damn, he's tall as fuck'. I also noticed he was even better than his photographs had suggested. My nine inch cock got rock hard and was now sticking straight of the jock strap. I heard the hot sound of his belt unbuckling, and his jeans hitting the floor. He immediately started eating my ass, the scruff from his beard burying into my cheeks while his tongue borrowed into my hot pink hole. Although my hole is always quite tight, he readily opened me up. While I was nervous about taking his thick piece, he had left my ass wet and slick, so when he him pull off and start to tease my ass with his big purple head, I begged him to slide in. The only thing on my mind was that big mushroom squirting its load in my guts. He entered me slowly - I told him I wanted to feel every inch. I could even feel his head slip out of its hood straight into my hole. His precum and spit was all the lube we needed. He fucked me so hard and deep I could have cum without touching myself. He made me pull apart my cheeks so he could get even deeper. Every thrust hit my g-spot and I was in ecstasy. I was doing all I could not to cum, and he was milking my prostate so much that I was leaking precum like I never had before. At one point the bed was so wet from my precum he actually thought I had cum. Several times he made me lick my own precum and share it with him in a kiss. We fucked for probably 30 minutes in all different positions. My raw ass was his and he could have it any way he wanted. He would now and then pull out and feed me his cock so I could taste all the ass juices and his precum, and then tell him to kiss him with it. After a while, his beard was glistening with all the saliva, ass juice, and precum from both him and me. Finally, I could feel him getting close. He started in that ryhthm which tells the bottom he would soon feel ropes of cum blow into his guts. This guy, however, was definitely in charge, and demanded I beg for his load, demanding I tell him how much I wanted to be knocked up, have his babies in my ass. Finally I pulled my ass cheeks apart so he could breed me deep, he shook slightly, at which point I felt a river of sperm spurt into my insides. His load was feverishly hot, and I could feel every spurt. I was going wild, thrusting and pushing back to suck up every drop. As he came down from his orgasm he lay on top of me, shaking, as my ass continued milking his cock to the last drop. He pulled out and I could feel a solid trail of sperm dribble down my leg. He slapped my ass, commenting it had been an amazing fuck, and moved to dress. Getting up, I thanked him, and learning we would both be at the hotel another day, I gave him my extra key card, telling him I wanted every drop of cum his balls could produce. Smiling, he accepted the key card and stepped into the hallway, shutting the door behind himself - but not all the way.... ?

Was on a really short visit yesterday to London, i had to work during the day doing my usual inspections but i planned that after my work was done i would head back to my hotel clean out good & head for the heath late at night, luckily my plans worked a treat. I arrived at the heath around 23pm just as it was getting dark, i headed direction the fuck tree & when i got there there were 2 more bottoms standing against the tree trunk, pants down ass exposed, i took my place besides them lowered my jeans showing my bare ass cupped in my jockstrap, i kept my hoodie over my head & bent forward ass perked up & out, i had my poppers in hand that i knew i will need for getting fucked. After about 5 mins i felt a pair of hands on my ass, big hands too & a thick finger probing my asshole roughly, he pushed inside with his thick finger & let out a moan, he muttered something like sweet ass, i think the man was black but i was not sure he just sounded like he could have been, i did not see him & decided to stay hooded with my hoodie over my head bent over ass out, he started to finger fuck my ass pretty roughly getting me really open & wet then he stopped for a minute, i could hear behind me he was getting his cock out & soon enough he was pushing his fat cock deep inside between my hairy ass crack, i could feel his cock was a solid 8-9 inches of thick man meat. When he pushed inside i felt my ass pop open & it made that pop sound too, he held my waist gently while pushing deeper inside & came real close to me his breathing on the back of my neck against my hoodie, i was sniffing my poppers getting high & getting my ass even more open for his big tool. The man was now pumping me with deep strokes all the way out & slamming back deep inside me, it was stinging like hell but then the poppers took effect & not too soon & my ass open for my fucker, he was banging me really deep & after 10 mins he held me tight & pumped me full of ropes of cum i felt 7-8 big squirts. When he pulled out he patted my ass again & said sweet ass baby, my ass was really wet now & full of his cum & when he pulled out it was so much cum some slipped out on to my jeans, i could not hold it all inside the loads were just so much, no sooner than he pulled out his big cock was replaced by another cock that took his place, this other man held my waist & pushed his cock in one stroke deep inside he was luckily not so fat cocked as my first fucker but he had a steel rod it was rock hard & easily 9 inches of man meat. He fucked me relentlessly till he soon after was pumping me full of more cum, i felt ropes & ropes of cum being squirted inside my ass, this man was a big cummer too & filled my ass up with more anon seed, i was all the while bent over the tree hood up sniffing my poppers giving my open ass to random strangers in the dark to fuck & breed. When he was done he pulled out too & was replaced by another cock this went on & on for another hour or so i kept getting fucked & almost each time i was getting pumped full of cum too, i was feeling pretty exhausted after all the fucks bent over being used as a cumdump by strangers in the dark, not seeing who or what was using my asshole for there pleasure. After a while my hole was so loose & so full of cum too, i decided to pull up my jeans & call it a night, i had an early flight & needed to get out of here, when i pulled my jeans up the insides was soaking wet with cum running out of my ass & down my legs & the inside of my jeans were soaked with anon cum too. I got my jeans closed & got out of there satisfied & used like an anonymous cumdump, god only knows how many loads i took & that were pumped deep inside me, i got out of Jack Straws Castle & in the direction of the station, i hailed a taxi got in wet bummed on the seat & took it back my hotel room. I kept all that anon cum in my ass all night & slept like a baby.

20. “What are you thinking,” Steven grinned. “Well, we’ve both flooded his cunt, DP’s him, his got my favorite toy in him right now, Ryan’s bred him…” “That’s a good list.” “And we’ve got,” he looked over at the clock on the wall, “Two more hours before the end of work.” “Uh hu…” “So I think we end the day… by opening him up for your fist.” “Perfect. You know where to start?” “Sure do Sir.” Blake moved the papers of the desk, onto a side table and then patted the top beckoning me. I leapt off the couch and sat on the desk. Blake positioned me on my back, and pushed my legs into my chest. My heart was thudding against my ribs with excitement. I had never imagined being open enough to take a fist, and looking at Steven’s thick furry wrists and meaty hands it seemed almost impossible. Still… I wanted to try. Blake went back to the toy drawer, when he came back he had a long thin toy like the one I had worn all day yesterday. This one however was much much thicker at the base. He grinned down at me, “Now as I pull on the plug push out with your hole.” Lightly he pulled the base of the plug, and I felt my hole expand around the blunt edges of the base. For a long moment the plug felt too massive to ever come out of my hole again, but then my ring gave way and my hole opened. I pushed out and the whole length of the plug almost shot from my hole like a bullet. “Fuck,” Blake said appreciatively, fingering my sloppy hole, “Your cunt is fucking gaping.” “Lets make sure hes never truly tight again.” “Yes Sir.” Blake picked up the snake and then stopped for a second. He looked back at Steven, his face pleading, “But first… can I?” He held up the big blunt egg he had just pulled from me, and Steven nodded. “Thank you.” He squatted on the floor, the egg under him, and slowly sat down. His eyes rolled back and his breath slowly escaped. I couldn’t see the plug, but I could see in his face the exact moment it locked in place. Ecstasy spread across his face, and a shudder ran up his body from his hole to the top of his head. When he stood back up he was all smiles, a thin sweat glistening on his chest again. “Feel better?” Steven asked, one hand on Blake’s shoulder. “Much.” “Alright, now back to the task at hand… today isn’t about your hungry cunt.” He slapped Blake’s ass and stepped back. “Alight cum slut. Lets finish this cunt off.” Blake lubed up the long length of the shaft slowly and deliberately, then brought his slick fingers back to my hole. He played with my lips, flicking lightly, and sending little shivers along my spine. They delved slowly into my hole, feeling my wet guts. He pulled at the edges of my hole, stretching them apart, pulling my ring. It was a feeling I was becoming use to. The joy of feeling my hole be opened more than it had ever been before. The feeling of giving in to yet another level of being a bottom. All the while my cock, no longer even hard, leaked precum from the tip of my cage. I didn’t notice when I started whimpering, but I was nothing more than a moaning mess as Blake inserted the tip of the long toy into my hole. “Fuck, yes, Blake! Give it to me. Open me up! Steven I need your fist inside me. I want to take your fist.” “You will boy,” Steven said, stroking my heaving chest, “You will boy.” Blake pushed the toy until there was resistance, my hole now stretched as wide as it had been with the egg, and then started to fuck me. It felt as though there was already a foot of silicone inside me, my second ring open and relaxed as the tip slid in and out of it. He pushed hard with each thrust, trying to get a little more of the toy in me. I was certain I could feel each new inch of the toy forced into me. I was more open than I had ever been before, and a new part of my gut was being explore for the first time by the slick tip of the toy. Steven was jerking off his hard cock, his eyes fixed on the toy being fucked into my hole. He stepped forward, his cock aimed at my hole, and I watched his eyes roll back. His face contorted and his chest heaved. I felt hot ropes of cum spatter my hole and taint as Steven shot another load. “Perfect, more lube for his cunt,” Blake growled. Blake scooped up the load and rubbed it on the toy. He started to push harder. I took a deep breath and held it. I let it out slowly and felt my hole bloom open even more. “Fuck,” Blake groaned and leaned forward. I gasped, and then I knew why he had groaned. I felt the bulb of the toy and then the snap as the base locked into my destroyed hole. “I cant believe how stretchy your hole is. Fuck! You just took that whole thing.”

The next morning, Matt kissed MJ on the forehead, "Good morning, my son, my lover." He said. Doing the same to TJ, Ty asked, "Did you sleep well? I never had a better night's sleep next to my son and lover. His sweet deflowered ass filled with my virus." "I was too exhausted to say anything last night but I absolutely love getting made love to, especially giving my virginity to you, dad and being deflowered by the cock that made me, now a viral cock made it extra special." TJ said. "MJ, anything to add?" Stroking his dad's thigh, MJ said, "My dad, my lover, our lovemaking surpassed everything I imagined it would be. Every time your viral cock spasmed in my ass, it was an affirmation of our love, viral pure and unbreakable." Holding back tears, Matt exclaimed, "MJ, you're the second man I've made love to and as my son it's absolutely amazing. After you men are over your viral flus, TJ will be the third man I'll make love to. Of course, our sons and lovers will make viral love to us. Before we get breakfast started, I suggest a morning piss69." Without waiting for a response, Matt and Ty got into position and all 4 emptied their bladders. "Young men, your toothbrushes are on the sink." Ty declared. "I suggest you brush a bit more vigorously than usual. After last night's blessed event, I think a big breakfast is in order. Matt and I will get it started. Lover, let's get cracking!" In the bathroom, MJ and TJ brushed their teeth vigorously. After rinsing, MJ said, "The look on your face when daddy Ty was making viral love to you was pure bliss and it makes me love you more. When we first came up with this plan, I never expected the wonderful reality of sharing it with you." "Pure bliss is right and it was on your sexy face too!" TJ replied. "As much as I want daddy Matt to make viral love with me after our viral flu, I can't wait until we make viral love with each other!" MJ grabbed TJ and kissed him passionately. "Minty fresh! We might be viral now, but it's best if we wait until we seroconvert." Downstairs in the kitchen, coffee was brewing, bread was in the toaster. Ty cracked a dozen eggs into a large bowl as Matt opened sausage links and bacon. "I need to confess something," Ty said. "I looked over at you as you were making love to MJ and the smile on your face was something I'd never seen. Honestly, if I didn't love you and now MJ so much, I'd be jealous. Of course, making love to TJ was just as wonderful. I love his ass almost as much as I love yours." "Once again lover, you know what's in my head. Last night's blessed event was indeed life changing, but if anything, sharing it with you made our love stronger." Matt said. To be continued

My hole getting filled 😈🐷

One of the hottest scenes, so well done hot slut!!! If I may, I'd like to relate a (true) story of when i experienced the same scene, but as a top. A few years ago, on Grindr (or it might have been BBRT) I ran across a young gay couple who were visiting and staying in a local (very nice) hotel. One was there on business and the boyfriend tagged along. They were looking for bb tops to go and fuck/breed them side by side. I'd never had the opportunity to do it before, so I was instantly hard and wet at the thought. Messages went backwards and forwards for a while, until the point I wondered if they were just timewasters. To my pleasure, not long after that, I had a message saying they were both ready and gave me the room number. Within 10 minutes max I was at their door, which was on the latch ready for me to let myself in. It turned out to be a huge fucking suite that looked bigger than my own flat. I could see some shadows moving in the bedroom, while I stripped bollock naked and left my stuff in the living room area. Once i reached the bedroom I discovered two cute arses side by side, both in jock straps, both obviously gagging to be fucked. One guy was a few years younger than the other, but his arse had obviously seen a lot more cocks up it. He was also ginger, which made it even hotter. I went from one to the other, backwards and forwards for a good hour or two. In the end I bred the one who begged the most (the slightly older one), who seemed very happy with the load I shot inside him. I'd been hoping another guy might turn up to share the guys, but in a way it was extra hot having both to myself.

I just got fucked bare for the first time this weekend. I wrote a story on it...but it was super hot. I keep thinking back to it and am still scared, energized, depressed, horny, all at the same time. I hit up a guy on Grindr...we eventually met and I told him condoms only. Basically, he walked out. Then an hour later he came back again with a buddy and the two of them raped me. I mean it was pretty much consensual but the bareback part wasn't really. Anyway, been fucking and getting fucked with condoms since I was 16 and was always sucking and swallowing cock and cum. This weekend was the first time getting bare cock and cum in my hole. And the two guys both told me that they were poz after then finished breeding my hole. Fuck...I have not showered or cleaned out since Friday night when this happened and I haven't even jacked off wanting to save up my sexual energy as I figure out what is next. Damn, I am shaking now as I type this...so excited and scared at the same time!

Even after the cumdump session Wednesday night I was still extremely horny. Have been for a couple weeks. Thursday night I went ass up face down with blindfold on taking loads. Posted the hotel room number on profiles and waited. Ended up taking 6 loads. Can't get fucked enough it seems.

I’m a STRAIGHT student in my first year of Uni’ my only problem in life was I am broke, sitting in my room one evening watching porn (as any self-respecting 18 year old does) thinking about how I could make some money a pop up hit the screen showing a guy on a web cam show mmm there’s an idea, how hard could it be show off my blonde slim young body and get paid!!! at 130 lbs 5ft6 with not an ounce of fat, sporting a 8 inch uncut cock and heavy balls, I thought I was bound to be a hit, perfect plan. It was really easy to set up my account all I had to do was unload a profile picture, confirm my status, easy Virgin, sexuality very straight done, location Brighton UK. The site confirmed I would get paid for private shows. Ok time to go live with my cam’ once online I quickly got a message for a PVT show from user Brighton123 and I hit accept. Brighton123 was straight to the point with Hey Sexy strip for me. I removed my tee shirt and started playing with my showing my hairless slim toned body, tiny waist and six pack, he messaged back nice sexy so take the rest off, I removed my jeans and turned round to show my sweet little bubble butt, turning back round to show the outline of my hard throbbing meat under my briefs, come on sexy show me that sexy butt so I pulled my briefs down and cupped my butt cheeks in my hands, damn that’s might fine the message came back, I’d love to fuck your butt, I’m not gay sorry. No problem sexy just bend over and show me your ring I am the paying customer, so I bent over and exposed my ring to the cam, perfect the message came back. Now wank for me and cum over your chest so I laid down showing Brighton123 my hole, heavy balls and hard 8 inch cock, soon enough my balls started to hardened as the cum realised from my sack and worked its way up my throbbing cock exploding out of the head releasing at least 7 large shots of cum over my chest, nice now eat it, the message came so I licked up the salty cum licking my lips. Brighton123 then messaged me saying if your not gay why are you doing this? I replied I am desperate for the money, oh that a shame you’ll get jack shit on this site, look me up on BreedingZone and message me if you want to make some real money. Okay I replied and he signed out. I checked my cam account and was in credit by £3.82 damn that’s no good. Logging out of the cam I was angry all that for 3 quid that’s BS I thought, after a short while I had created a BZ account and looked up Brighton123 the picture showed a really fit guy in his forties with a massive cock and low hanging balls, the head of this cock was purple and so big, why was I getting hard? Why was I turned on? I’m straight! The next picture was of him shooting a load on the hole of a slim mixed race twink damn it was hot. Any way I decided to message him to find out about his offer, soon enough he messaged back to cut a long story short it ending up with him sending an Uber over to pick me up as I was local. I arrived as I pressed the doorbell my stomach was in knots, soon enough the door opened and this stud of a man welcomed me in introducing himself as Jay. We sat in Jays kitchen drinking a beer, then Jay said so you want to make some real money? Yes, easy reply. Jay explained that he runs a successful private gay sex business and could earn anything up to £1k depending on what I was prepared to do, he explained that a top fucking gets 30% of the take the bottom 70%. I was really confused here I was being offered good money for gay sex. Jay said no pressure just think about it, he also said he was putting on a show with a twink that night and that I was welcome to watch or take part. Jay said “look sign these agency release forms, no pressure just in case you want to take me up on my offer”. Mistake I signed without reading, Jay basically owned me as I would later find out and that I could not refuse any load and that the only release from the contract was his choice. My head was still spinning when the door opening and this sweet mixed race twink came in (the one for the BZ picture, I was sure) who’s this the sexy twink said Jay said I don’t know his name but he seems interested in being with us tonight for the show. Awesome the sexy twink said as he went straight to Jay and kissed him, then to my surprise he came over and started kissing me I was in shock but so hard at the same time he reached round and cupped my but cheeks and said damn sexy. Jay said come on stop he is cock is tenting his trackies, was I gay really!!! Jay said to Max the twinks name go get me cleaned up and I was taken into a bathroom, really strange it had chains hanging from the ceiling, Max started kissing me and before I knew it I had wrist cuffs on both arms and was attached to the chains. Max stood back and shouted to Jay that I was ready, ready for what I thought. Jay came in with a Camara on a tripod and said lets get started and spoke into the mic’ “Pigs a special night show tonight, we have a new twink a straight Virgin and he’s going to be breed tonight by both Max and I, with High Viral load unmedicated POZ cum, please welcome are new fresh cumdump, if any one wants to come round and breed him your welcome you know the fees, POZ cum only, he is getting gifted tonight Pigs” Max get his clothes off now and Max stripped me as I swore at them both, to which Jay said “Dumb fuck Uni boy read before you sign your life is mine now” Max shave the fucker, Max picked up the clippers and shaved all the hair from my head, grade zero. Jay the looked at me and said “nice, clean” he then asked me if I wanted Max to use the clipper on the rest of my body hair, to which I said NO fuck off. Great answer Piggy Jay said, Max get the hair removal cream and be sure to coat him good. Max came back and soon enough I was coated with the hair removal cream with extra on my cock, balls and hole, it was cold from the fridge but that didn’t last long for fifteen long long minutes my body was on fire and I cannot describe the pain in my nut sack it so intense. As I was screaming, Jay was looking at his Laptop and counting the number of pigs that wanted to breed me, 15 POZ fuckers so far, come on guys we need more, text your mates get them round he said into the Mic’. After 15 minutes Max turned on the shower above my head and the hair removal cream washed off leaving me as naked and hairless and smooth as the day I was born. Look at him now pigs Max said the count is 35 now, fuck your fucked, fucked, fucked Max said as he read out one of the messages into the Mic’ Aids Fucker is coming, he is full blown now and med’ resistant .😊 Max and Jay stripped off their clothes and I was greeted with the sight of Jay’s huge cock, Max’s cock looked as long, but Jay’s was so thick like a beer can. Max had a silver cock ring and ball stretcher with nipple piercings. Max get the dumb fuck set up. Okay said Max. He came over and pulled my legs apart and clamped them in chains, then got a ball stretcher and yanked down hard on my sack, I screamed whilst he attached the ball stretcher, then a thick silver cock ring was slide over and my cock and balls where extended and throbbing red, at which point he surprised by fully sucking me cock down his throat pulling my foreskin back over the engorged purple head of my cock, it felt so good my cock throbbed and throbbed as he worked his throat around my cock, I wanted to cum and my ball were busting but the ball stretcher was preventing any release. Jay said good work Max he passed on cumming for this dumb fuck, now do his nipples, Max took a needle and pieced both nipples the pain was immense as he fitted rings with a chain between then adding weights to pull at my nipples. Okay good work Max, lets get that Negative cumdump down and into the basement, chains where attached to my wrist cuffs and then to my ankle cuffs as he released me. I was walked down into this basement with all kinds of stuff hanging from the walls, slings, benches whip’s and huge dildo’s everywhere. Cameras and mirrors everywhere to capture all angles. Jay said to Max get him in the stocks I was bent over arms and head secured in the stocks, at which point I said please Sir don’t do this, Jay laughed and said it’s your fate, if you only read before you signed the contract both you and Max have that in common Cumdump. Jay pulled my legs apart and secured them in place. Jay then spoke into the Mic’s “look at that small pink hairless Virgin rosebud it will never be the same after tonight, it will bleed, be flooded with POZ cum, fucked and fisted remorselessly. We are going to take a break now, back in 30 minutes with our guests for the breeding, especially looking forward the Aids Fucker destroying his life. Part 2 the Breeding Only if you want pigs?

Part 3: What Will Wants I checked the text message from Dominic to the apartment building I was parked outside of. It was a match. It was a nice building, proving that Dominic’s business must have been doing well if it allowed him to afford a place here. I rung his apartment number, waiting for a response. “Hello?” came a voice. “Hi,” I said, sounding like a kid trying to sell cookies. “It’s Pasto… I mean, It’s Will Ryder.” “Hey, Will. Right on time. I’ll buzz you up.” As I entered the elevator, I found myself feeling nervous. Was it my dream returning to mind? Was it the thought of beling alone with this man, this stranger? I tried to shake off my nerves. I knocked on Dominic’s door and waited, stepping back as it opened, and a nearly naked Dominic stood in front of me. His chest was bare with only a towel covering his lower half. I could now see all his tattoos and his hairy chest. I flashed back to the dream I had had, seeing him on top of me, feeling him inside of me, and I could instantly feel my cock starting to grow. “Sorry,” he said, smiling. “I just got out of the shower when I buzzed you up. I haven’t been able to get dressed yet.” “That’s no problem,” I said, trying to collect myself. “I go to the gym. It’s not like anything I haven’t already seen.” “Glad to hear it,” he said, stepping aside and welcoming me in. “I’m about to start the steaks. There’s beer in the fridge. If you’d like some wine, I have some in the chiller beneath.” “I don’t drink,” I told him. “Really? Not at all?” I shook my head. “Well, there’s always water.” He told me, but I almost missed it as my eyes wandered down to his treasure trail where a tattoo was just hidden by his towel. “Is water okay?” he asked. “Yeah,” I told him. “Thanks.” “I’ll go and change and be right back,” he said, disappearing down a hall. I wandered around his apartment, noticing drawings on the walls of what I assumed were tattoo ideas. They were detailed and showed a lot of skill. “Do you like them?” Dominic asked, entering back into the apartment fully clothed. “They’re great,” I told him. “You’re really talented.” “Thanks. Do you have any tattoos?” I shook my head. “I almost did when I was in college, but I chickened out.” “Not a fan of needles?” “I just wasn’t sure about doing something that would be so permanent,” I told him. “Plus, what would I get that I know I’d want for the rest of my life?” “There’s always something,” he said. “You just haven’t found it yet.” I turned to him and found him smiling at me. He tilted his head and looked me over, waiting several seconds before saying, “I’ll get the steaks going. How you like your meat cooked?” “Well done.” I told him. He snickered. “What?” “Nothing,” he said. “I’m just on the opposite end. I like it raw.” “Not too raw,” I told him. “That’s unhealthy.” “A bit,” he said, opening the fridge where he removed a packet of steaks and a bottle of beer. “It’s still better.” I’d never had a better steak in my life. We sat at his table talking, comparing our time at college. “I left after freshman year,” Dominic said. “School just wasn’t for me.” “College isn’t for everyone,” I told him. “Did you always want to be a pastor?” he asked. I waited a few seconds before saying, “Yeah. I did.” “That didn’t sound convincing,” I shrugged. “My dad is a pastor, so I always knew what I was going to do.” “But did you really want to be a pastor?” “I… I don’t know. I think so. I mean, I don’t have anything else I’m good at.” “I’m sure that’s not true,” he said. “Maybe there’s something you’re good at that you haven’t tried yet.” “Like what?” I asked. He took a sip of his beer, finishing the bottle. “I’m going to get another one. Are you sure you don’t want one?” “I’ve never had a beer,” I told him. “Well, now’s the time,” he said, taking out two beers. He took them to the counter and opened them. “Do you want a glass or just from the bottle?” “I don’t know,” I told him. “Whatever you think, I guess.” He came back with two bottles and handed me one. I smelled it and cringed. “It’s like vinegar.” “You get used to the taste,” he said. I took a sip and cringed. “That’s really strong.” Dominic smiled. “Keep going. You’ll grow to like it.” I took another sip, finding it easier to drink but still bitter. “Are you dating anyone?” Dominic asked, taking another sip of his beer. I shook my head. “Not since college.” “Why not?” I took another drink of the beer, finding the taste growing on me. “It ended so badly that I didn’t want to get hurt again.” “That’s reasonable,” Dominic said. “What happened?” “She cheated on me,” I said. Dominic whistled. “That’s how it goes, isn’t it? They’re fucking someone else while they’re fucking you.” “Not exactly,” I said, drinking more beer. “What do you mean?” “We never…” I said, trailing off. “Never?” Dominic said. “Have you… have you ever fucked someone?” I shook my head. “You’ve got to be kidding me,” he said. “How has someone that looks like you not fucked anyone?” “I’m waiting until marriage,” I told him. Dominic started laughing. “Are people still doing that?” “I want my first time to be with someone that I love,” I told him. “It’s special.” “Sex is sex,” he said. “It only carries weight if you want it to. I fucked a guy last night, and it didn’t mean anything.” I stopped drinking the beer, nearing the bottom. “You’re gay?” “I thought you knew that.” I shook my head. “Does it matter?” “No,” I said, feeling slightly uncomfortable having walked in on him as he stood in a towel. Now we were having dinner together. “Did you think this was a date?” I asked him. “No,” he said. He waited a moment before asking, “would it be awful if I had?” “I’m not gay,” I told him. “Not even bi?” “No,” I told him. “I’m straight.” “You could have fooled me,” he said. “What do you mean?” I asked. I was starting to feel the beer as my head swam. “I saw the way you looked at me when I opened the door.” “You were in a towel,” I reminded him. “You surprised me, that’s all.” “And all the other times you looked me over?” he asked. I sat quietly, looking down at my beer. How did he know? I’d never had a gay thought about anyone before, and the first time I do, he somehow knows about it? “I’m not judging you,” Dominic said. “I’m flattered. A hot guy like you staring at me is an honor.” “You think I’m hot?” Dominic nodded. “If it wasn’t for the whole, waiting until you’re married thing, I’d try to have you right here, right now. But, like you said, you’re not gay.” I sat quietly, thinking about my dream and everything Dominic had said about me. I’d never wondered if I was gay before. It never occurred to me that I could be. Not until I saw Dominic did I start to have these feelings, feelings I wasn’t able to understand fully. Maybe Dominic understood more than I knew. Maybe he could understand what I was feeling and why. My head swam as I tried to figure things out. I finished my beer. “How would I know?” I asked. “How would you know what?” “If I was gay,” I told him. “How would I know?” “It’s not that complicated,” he told me. “Have you ever thought about a guy in a sexual way? That’s a basic clue.” I stared at him for several moments until nodding. “Really?” he said. “Who?” I tried to take another drink of my beer, remembering that it was finished. “You,” I finally said. “Me?” Dominic said, the word hanging between us. “You thought about me?” “I had a dream,” I told him. “When was this?” “A week ago,” I said. “Tonight.” He smiled. “And what were we doing?” he asked, standing up and taking my empty bottle. He went to the fridge and grabbed more. “Do I really have to say it?” I asked him. “You know it was sexual.” “There’s a ton of things we could have been doing,” he said, handing me a bottle. “For my own gratification, I want to narrow it down.” “I shouldn’t be talking about this,” I told him. “This is wrong.” “And yet,” he said, nodding down to my crotch. I looked down and could see my pants starting to tent. I moved to cover myself, but I knew it was too late. Just thinking about telling him was making me hard. I could feel my heart starting to race, my skin feeling flushed. It was getting hot in the apartment. “We were having sex,” I told him. “What kind?” “I don’t know.” “You’ve got to have seen some porn,” he said. “Come on. What position were we in?” I racked my brain for the name. “Missionary.” “Missionary for the pastor,” Dominic said. “That’s fitting. Who was on top?” “What?” “You really don’t know anything, do you?” he said. “Who had a dick in their ass? Me or you?” I drank more of my beer, feeling hotter every second. “I did.” Dominic smiled. “You dreamt of me fucking you,” he said. “The day we met. You dreamt of me fucking your hole.” “Can you please stop saying that?” “How did it feel?” he asked. “It didn’t actually happen,” I reminded him. “But how do you remember thinking it felt? Did you think it felt good? Did you like it?” “I don’t know,” I told him. “I woke up before anything really happened.” His smile faded a bit. “What happened? Why did you wake up?” “I had a wet dream,” I said. “Sounds like your subconscious is trying to tell you something,” he said, standing up from his chair. “Sounds like, even on our first day of meeting, you knew you wanted me. That’s hot. You’re a man who knows what he wants.” “I don’t, though,” I stressed. “I don’t know what I want.” “Your dick says otherwise.” “It doesn’t mean anything,” I told him. “But it could,” he said. He came around the table and stood in front of me. With his crotch nearly eye level, I could see a bulge forming in his pants. Without realizing, I licked my lips. “I know how to know for sure whether or not you’re gay.” “And how’s that?” I asked. I must have been fuming as my body continued to feel as if I was overheating. “Kiss me,” he said. “What?” “Kiss me,” he repeated. “Kiss me, and if you don’t feel something, you can go home right now and forget all about me. I won’t see you again. I promise. But, if you do feel something, you have to see where it takes you. Deal?” My anger was rising, leading to a hasty decision. Whatever reasoning I normally had was gone. I stood up and faced him, Dominic puffing out his chest slightly. He wrapped a hand around me, pressing his palm to the small of my back. He pushed me toward him, his other hand reaching up to my face, feeling my stubble. Our eyes met, and all my anger subsided. He brought my face toward his, his mouth opening to receive mine. My eyes closed slightly, but my other senses were heightened as I felt his tongue enter my mouth, tasting me and me him. Our bodies were pressed against each other, our growing bulges rubbing. As we kissed, my dream was awoken, playing again in my mind. Now I could feel him against me for real. I could smell his skin. It was intoxicating. He leaned back and looked me in the eye. “So?” he said. “What did you think?” Without hesitation, I reached out and grabbed his face, pulling him back in for another kiss. I wanted to explore every part of him. I needed him closer to me. I needed him to bridge whatever gap existed between us. I needed him… inside me. “Fuck me,” I whispered, breaking the kiss. “What did you say?” Dominic asked. “I said, fuck me,” I told him. “But we aren’t married,” he joked. “Are you sure that’s what you want?” I stopped and thought about it, really considering what it was that I was asking him. A week ago, I would have thought I was crazy saying that I wanted this man, a near stranger, to fuck me. Now, it’s all I wanted. “Yes,” I told him. “I want you to fuck me.” Dominic smiled. “Alright,” he said. “But, if we do this, you have to listen to everything I say. Do you understand. Whatever I tell you to do, you do it. No matter what it is. That’s the deal. If you want me to fuck you, I’m in charge. Understand?” “I…” I started, finding a moment of uncertainty. “If you want this, there’s no going back,” he said. “You have to be sure.” I shook my head, a rush filling my mind. “Will,” Dominic said. “Are you ready?” “Yes,” I told him, wanting my clothes off that instant. “Then follow me,” he said, grabbing my arm and guiding me away from the table and down the hall. We passed a door on the right which was closed and then stopped at the room at the end where I could see his unmade bed. He led me inside and turned to me. “Last chance to leave,” he said. I shook my head and started to unbutton my shirt. Dominic smiled and then did the same, pulling off his shirt and revealing his hairy chest and sexy tattoos. With my shirt off, Dominic reached out and pulled me close to him, running his hands through my chest hair and pinching my nipples. I gasped, never feeling something this erotic in my entire life. “Are you okay?” he asked. I nodded. “I’ve just never…” “I keep forgetting you’re a virgin,” he said, smiling. He kissed my neck and then moved down to my chest, stopping at my nipple which he bit. “What are you—” “I said you need to do what I want you to do,” Dominic said. “This is a part of that. We’re going to do things tonight that will push you, but it’ll all be worth it in the end. By tomorrow morning, you’ll be converted. Is that what you want?” I ran my hands over his chest, feeling his heart beating. His chest hair curled over my fingers, as if his body was pulling me into him. “I want you,” I said. “I want it. I want everything.” He took my chin and pulled me in for a kiss. “You’ll get it,” he said. I smiled.

The second he pulled out his wet cock from my ass, I knew I needed more seed. After he left, I logged on to Grindr -- still naked on the bed, covered in sweat with a trail of cum leading out of my ass. This Latino guy was nearby, said he was ready to breed. The thought of his fat uncut cock fucking the Spanish guy's cum deeper in me and churning his load drove me wild. I gave him my room number and within 15 min I heard the door open. I tried to make this one a bit more anonymous - I never looked up. I heard his pants hit the floor and he walked over and put a huge uncut dick in my face. I slid it down my throat and pressed my nose against his bush, inhaling his musky sweaty scent. He'd clearly been out most of the hot morning and his crotch smell worked better than poppers. My hole was craving another dump of sperm inside. After only a few minutes, he turned me around. I knew he was eager -- he didn't even take off his shirt. I could feel his head seek my hole, and he just plunged in, releasing a huge sigh as he entered me. "Fuck! It's so wet - do you have a load in there already?" he said. "Just one so far." This drove him wild. The thought of the other guy's cum as lube drove him over the edge. I braced while he nailed me harder and harder, using the headboard to hold myself while my face was buried in the mattress. All that mattered was his load in me. I felt him shake and slam into my ass one final time while he knocked me up -- the gush of cum inside my already full hole mixing with the previous dude's seed. I was in heaven - this is what bareback is all about. He pulled out and looked down. He chuckled, "Damn. dude I really flooded you." The whole encounter lasted less than 10 minutes. As he walked out and thanked me for the release, I asked him to keep the door open a crack...

Chapter one Don’t cum inside me without a condom! The Stud Starting at the beginning when I first discovered dominating, barebacking, and breeding. For several years I had bad luck with sex, I knew I wasn’t a bttm early but no one could take my large dick. It turns out the size is less of an issue when you remove the rubber. So one night after the bar I was crashing on a friend's couch, a mutual friend crashed on the floor. Part way through the night I was cold so I picked him up and put him on the couch with me to cuddle. I’m pretty sure I didn't even wake him while doing so. I snuggled back and a while later I felt him rub his ass against me. I took it a step further and pulled his underwear down. I didn’t have condoms but I was so fucking horny I decided to tease his ass with my cock. I was surprised when my dick went in with a small shove, it had never been this easy to enter a guy with a condom on. He noticed though. It definitely woke him up. I pumped a few times in and out and he moaned with pleasure. —Side note I’m lucky he’s bi, I had no idea what his orientation was at the time.— This is the first time I was ever able to put my whole cock inside a man and feel his ass stroke me with every thrust. I knew right away condoms were my enemy. I was still fucking him slow, savouring the new feeling and assuming that this was temporary that it could all stop if I wasn’t careful. Then he gave me an idea that hadn’t even crossed my mind. The first and only thing he said to me was a meek whisper “please don’t cum inside me without a condom on”. A switch went off an I went from being afraid he would stop me to being determined to take him. I told him “yes baby” and started pounding him deep and fast and in less than a minute I was shooting a huge load right up his ass and watched his face shoved into the pillow contort with pleasure, fear and confusion. He asked why I came inside him when he told him not to and I pretended that I misheard him, but I didn’t apologise. He said he’s okay with what I did, but not to do it again. Hahaha, I've bred this guy so many times since then, more than he realizes. This night transformed me into a load giver. When I pick a guy to load he gets it deep every time, and I prefer a challenge. The Prey Saturday night and the weather's warming up. I needed to go out and drink. Some guys from my dorm are going out to the gay bar and I figured I’d join them. I’m bi but I haven’t done much with guys yet, it’s too risky. We had a fun night dancing and I had way too much to drink. I didn’t realize that at the time and so agreed to go to an afterparty in a house nearby. The after party turned out to be just a few people chilling out playing video games. Somehow I fell asleep on the floor by the couch and only noticed when someone picked me up and put me on the couch. It felt really nice to be handled this way, and I was pleased to realize he was joining me on the small couch. I felt him press up against my back with his hard cock my ass. --Wait! Why can I feel his skin? Where are my pants?!-- I guess he could tell I liked it anyway. I felt him adjust so his head was at my hole. This is now the farthest I’ve ever gone with a guy. I’ve played with my own ass, but never had anyone this close. I wanted him to fuck me, but I didn’t have a condom so of course we can’t… Suddenly he pushed all the way in. I was shocked, it did hurt but I was still drunk enough to ignore the pain. He doesn’t have a condom on! He starts pumping his cock in and out in long strokes, every time he pulls back i panic about fucking bare, but as soon as he pumps in my brain goes blank with pleasure. I’ve never felt my prostate this much, his cock is warm and so incredibly deep. His thrusts are getting faster and his breathing is getting shorter. I know what this means and I really start to panic and tense up. I had enough wits about me to demand. “Please don’t cum inside without a condom on!” He gripped my torso hard and hissed “yes baby”. --good he heard me.-- Then he sped up more and pounded so hard it really started to hurt. I was about to tell him to stop, I’m not sure that he would have thought, when he thrust deep into me and his cock pulsed. I turned my head around to tell him to pull out! But he just covered my face with his hand and shoved me into the pillow. I couldn’t say anything, I tried to squirm free but I think that just milked his cock more. Finally after what felt like forever the pulsing stopped, he sighed and let me go. Immediately I demanded “Why did you cum in me when I told you not to!”. He smiled, winked and told me he thought I told him to cum inside. I guess that’s possible. I didn’t want to make a scene so I just said “whatever, now you know, don’t do it again.” He just replied with “yes baby”, pulled his shorts on and left. I passed out exhausted, still drunk, and apparently full of cum. Now it’s noon I’m hungover, walking back to my dorm wondering how I let last night happen and his huge load escapes with what I thought was going to be a small fart. People can see it, there’s no way they can’t. This is why they call it the walk of shame.

Finished with breakfast and the dishes cleared, the 4 of them ascended the stairs. "Dad, lover when we make viral love, I'd like you on your back while I lower myself onto your viral cock." MJ suggested. "Great idea!" TJ echoed. As they entered the bedroom, Matt said, "Though no less intimate, last night was about sharing our virus with you. Since that was taken care of, from now on it's pure viral lovemaking pleasure." Giving TJ's ass a squeeze, Ty said, "You've seen Matt and I making love and we do use a bit of lube, just a minimum to make penetration easier and the friction of our lovemaking is enough to break it down and ultimately it's skin on skin. I want that with you, my lover, my son." "Dad, my lover, I want the same with you!" MJ exclaimed. "Before we get the viral flu, I want to know the feeling of every ridge and vein of your viral daddycock. The same will have to be true for daddy Ty's viral cock, so if blindfolded I'll know the difference between lovemaking and fucking!" Matt gave Ty's earlobe a gentle nibble. "Our son is amazingly profound and romantic. You heard right, MJ and TJ are our sons, as well as our lovers." From the nightstand drawer, he extracted two tubes of lube and handed one to each of the young men. "We'll get on the bed and you men squeeze out a nickel sized portion to lube our viral cocks, anything left can lube your holes." On the bed, Matt and Ty were on their backs, viral cocks throbbing and leaking viral precum. Kneeling in front of them, MJ and TJ squirted out lube and coated their dads viral cocks and the remnants went up their own assholes. The young men straddled their dad lovers chests, lowering themselves on the viral cocks that made them. Moans of bliss filled the air as the four of them commenced their lovemaking. TJ and MJ pulled their dad lovers up for intimate kissing. Rocking back and forth, their viral lovemaking was passionate. Lovemaking sweat coated their chests, gluing them together. Matt was the first to reach climax and Ty followed a second later. Reluctantly, the young men rose, relinquishing the viral cocks, only to lick the remnants of their lover dads viral cum and their own ass juices, sharing it with their lover dads in deep kisses. "Lover dad, this is the happiest day of my life!" MJ declared. "I have the love of three beautiful QUEER men, men I'm in love with. TJ will agree with me when I say we've been blessed by beautiful viral lovemaking, their virus coursing through our bodies. Lover dad Ty, my love for you is just as strong and TJ, my lover, I love you with everything I have, everything I am. Today, I'm the luckiest QUEER man alive!" Almost on the verge of tears, Matt said, "We're 4 of the luckiest QUEER men alive! This calls for a celebration!" To be continued

Here is the sixth part of my story. The next chapter, part 7, will most likely be the final one of this series. Don't worry, I've already started planning a new one, which I'm sure you will enjoy just as much, maybe even more. Stay tuned! ____________________________________ Part Six – Special Treatment I spent a lot of time, couldn’t even tell you nearly how much, in and out of consciousness after passing out. I can recall feeling very hot, and cold, and hot again. My head was always spinning, my body on fire, and there was always something in my ass fucking me or filling me with fluids. I had completely lost myself to the splashing and squishing sounds and feelings of the rubber, piss, sweat and cum I was bathing in, getting thrown around, pinned down and violated blissfully. My nerves were so fired up my brain was overloading with pleasure, and I wasn’t me anymore, I could only picture myself as a white fiery ball of ecstasy, and my ass hole was the at its center. I don’t know how much time had passed before I could come out of my trance just enough to realise that Daddy was standing beside me while I was still getting fucked, laying on my back and coming out of yet another black out. I looked up and saw a black rubber figure standing over me and pounding me. There was someone else than Daddy having their way with me, and I was slightly drawn back to reality. I was still feverish, but also high as fuck, in the same black rubber room, but now I could see several people around me, all dressed in rubber fetish gear, with a few leather-clad silhouettes here and there. Apparently, Daddy had called a party down there while I was passed out at some point earlier, and I was the center of attention. The man pounding my ass was completely covered in rubber and I couldn’t see his face. As I focused on him, I noticed there was a biohazard symbol, black matte against the black shiny suit, on his chest. I looked down and could see he was fucking me bareback, and I felt relief. I heard Daddy speak. “Looks like my boy is coming out of it. You ok, boy?” I could hear some light chatter and a few laughs around me. “Huh, huh...” was all I could muster. Daddy could see I had a puzzled look on my face. He smiled. “I thought I shouldn’t be too selfish, a new fuck toy with the fuck flu is such a rare occurrence that I couldn’t keep you all to myself. I brought the party down here and called a few more friends to show you off a little. My buddies here will take turns warming up their dicks with your flaming hot hole and fill you with a few more strains. Everyone here is poz, so don’t worry, not a single one of these fucks will be wasted. I also have my dear friend doctor Turner here...” Daddy turned around and pointed to a man dressed in a white latex medical uniform designed like it came right out of the 1950’s and made him look like some crazy evil scientist and gestured him to come nearer. “Dr. Turner is going to assist me in monitoring you so that we can get you as high as you possibly can be without risking any permanent damage. You are quite sick young man, and we’re going to make sure you get the right treatment.” He winked at me. “I got the best team together to take care of you. You’ll see.” He laughed for a few seconds. “Dr. Turner is a virologist and will take the opportunity to study your seroconversion and document everything. He will perform various tests and procedures on you with some special equipment. He is one of the top specialists on HIV, and of course, he is himself poz”. While Daddy was introducing me to Dr. Turner, the black figure pounding my ass was still going at it. Dr. Turner got closer to me and seemed to examine me, poking my body in various places with latex gloved hands like a doctor would do with his patient. “I’m very pleased to meet you, young man. Rick here told me a lot about you, it seems like he finally hit the jackpot. If only you knew how many times he told me about his special project of turning a young straight man like you into extreme gay sex. I could never hear the end of it! But now here you are. Rick told me you took to all of it very quickly, less than 24 hours to turn you around. That’s most impressive. You sure you’re straight?” Dr. Turner was teasing me and laughing, gazing upon my sweaty body being fucked mercilessly by a faceless rubber stud while actively seroconverting. “I don’t think I am anymore...” was all I could faintly manage to say. And it was true. As confused, high and tired as I was, I knew I hadn’t thought about women since that first time I saw Rick with his poz buddy, right before my life got turned upside down forever. Everything Rick did to me, the drugs, the sex, the brainwashing, it all made me forget about pussy entirely. Now all I wanted was cocks. Lots and lots of poz, toxic, big, veiny, hard and glistening cocks. My former identity was quickly becoming a distant memory. I was struggling to think about my past. I’m not sure how much time had passed since all this began, but I felt like my life had always been like that. And it was only the beginning. As I was pondering all of this, the rubber man fucking me tensed up and filled my guts with his toxic cum, shooting rope after rope of sweet thick poz juice deep inside me. Dr Turner gently grabbed his shoulders and pushed him away. “Enough for now, we must prepare our patient for the rest of his seroconversion session.” The Doctor snapped his fingers and almost instantly a half dozen guys started moving stuff around. I could barely pay attention as my head was still spinning and I was quite confused because of the fever and the drugs, but soon I saw a medical chair with stirrups being brought near me, and several carts with drawers and all kinds of medical items were pushed all around the chair. A couple of pair of arms lifted me from my rubber bed and before I knew it, I was all lubed up and slipped into a rubber catsuit covering me from head to toe. It was extremely tight and hugging me all over and truly felt like a second skin without any crease or loose part. Rick must have had it made to measure for me. I could feel my body temperature rise quickly as the rubber kept the heat inside, but after a few seconds I could feel air being blown on me by some invisible fan, regulating my temperature and providing relief. I was then installed on the medical chair, legs up in the stirs, ankles and thighs strapped, then my wrists, and finally my torso. In just a few seconds, I was secured and couldn’t move much more than a few millimeters. The air flow was redirected right at me so I could stay cool. The clash between my internal heat against the air-cooled rubber was very intense and unusual, but I loved it. Dr Turner got closer. “We have fitted you with a specially made rubber suit with a few features you might enjoy.” He grabbed something that looked like a needleless syringe at the end of a long tube. “There are several hypodermic ports on your suit that will let us hook you up on an IV so we can feed you nutrients, medicine and, of course, delicious drugs that will keep you awake, high and horny for the duration of this session.” He connected the tube to some metallic button that was on my arm, I could barely see it. I felt a little prick and a cold sensation. “There,” the doctor said, “we’ll fill you up with nutrients since you haven’t been eating anything in a while and likely won't eat solid food any time soon. You should start feeling better very quick. You’ll be a little more aware of what’s happening. On the other hand, I won’t do anything to lower your fever, merely stabilize it. We don’t want you to keep all your senses, after all, don’t we? Ha, ha, ha!” Dr Turner then took a black anesthetic rubber mask and raised it so I could see it well. There was a large rubber tube coming out of it and going to a machine with several gas tanks, meters and what looked like an accordion thingy. I wondered what that was for and what the doctor was going to do with this. He slowly started to lower the mask on my face. His speed was deliberate so that I could take a good look at it. The sight was intimidating, a dark rubber triangle with a hole in the middle, exhaling some unknown gas. I was getting turned on by my own fear and the weirdness of the situation. The mask was finally pressed firmly against my face, forming a tight seal. I tried to breathe but there was no air. I was surprised and started to gasp and struggle. “Calm down, young man, you are very, very sick. That’s why I must assume control of your body functions. Even your breathing will be controlled by me, starting right now.” As he said that, Dr Turner pushed on a lever, and I could hear a loud hiss coming from the machine he was standing next to. The accordion bag quickly inflated and deflated, pushing a rush of air into the mask stuck on my face, forcing me to breathe in. Once my lungs were full, the machine went into reverse and sucked all air from my lungs, just to do it all over again. If I tried to breathe myself, it wasn’t working. I was at the mercy of the machine and couldn’t do anything but let it breathe for me. I felt a rush of heat coursing all over my body against the rubber suit covering me and felt very helpless trying to pull against my bonds holding me firmly in place. While I was trying to get used to the rhythmic forced breathing I was being subjected to, Dr Turner got out of my field of view. Daddy came closer to me and started caressing and squeezing my body tenderly. I was starting to wonder where he was and felt relief seeing him near me. “You look wonderful my boy, hooked to this machine. You enjoy it, don’t you, that complete loss of control, right? Are you starting to understand what it truly means to be my slave? To be owned by me? Aren’t you glad you surrendered your life, body and mind to me? I’m so proud of you boy, so happy I found you. You’re so happy I found you too. With these bonds, with these machines, with my virus, my friends, within your slavery and submission I finally set you free. This is what you’ve been looking for your whole life. You just didn’t know where to look.” Daddy was right. Before I met him, I always knew there was something missing from my life, something I wanted but never knew what it was. I was without purpose and aimlessly going through life, completely lost and desperate. I was finally at my place. I had found my purpose and I didn’t want to change it for anything. Being reminded of this was comforting and Daddy knew it. He would use this in the future to further control me and increase my already complete submission to him. Being his slave, being owned by him, stripped of my freedom, infected with his virus, bound to him by this disease, used as an object with no way out or back to my old life was turning me on like crazy. It was a never-ending source of pleasure and ecstasy. Daddy grabbed my cock and I realized I was extremely hard, which was starting to feel unusual since all the chemicals I was taking prevented erections. The focus was pretty much always on my ass since the beginning and made me kind of forget about my cock. He started slowly jerking me off and precum started oozing out of it. He stopped. Dr Turner came back in my view, holding a clear plastic tube with a latex membrane inside it in front of my eyes to show me. “I think you are familiar with this device, as your Daddy told me. We are going to use it to further our control over your body and extract samples of your sperm throughout your conversion. Will be interesting to measure any changes it will go through. You’re going to enjoy this. No matter what we pump into your system, you will be forced to stay hard”. With that said he got the tube close to my cock, and as it barely touched the tip my cock was swallowed almost violently by the strong suction of the device. It felt amazing and I tried letting out a cry in my breathing machine, but without any control over my lungs I couldn’t manage to make a sound. The base of the tube reached my groin, my cock completely buried in the tube. The tube pulled so strongly I was afraid it would rip my cock off, but just a second later it let go of it, just to swallow it again. And just like that, I was being slowly milked like a cow. So now I was tied up, rubbered up, my breathing machine controlled, and my cock slowly milked, feeling very hot and dizzy due to the fever, at the center of a huge orgy, my legs held wide apart and my gaping and oozing hole in full view and accessible to anyone, feeling totally vulnerable. I tried to take a look around and saw several men having sex in various ways. I saw a black rubber guy fucking some dude in chaps, another pissing in a dude’s mouth. There was someone being fisted on a sling. And that was only in front of me, I could hear a whole lot more coming from the sides and behind me, but I couldn’t move my head to see. The moans and sounds fed my arousal, and I couldn’t wait to get to the next part of my “treatment”. Daddy was standing once again in front of me. He grabbed my thighs and squeezed them hard all over, smiling and moaning. “I sometimes find it a bit paradoxical how much I enjoy a rubbered boy, and how much I hate condoms and safe sex. I wish I could keep you permanently locked into a rubber suit, make you my rubber gimp. You look so sexy, all tight, slick and shiny like that. Maybe at some point I’ll permanently rubberize you. Further erase your identity and truly mold you to my will. We’ll see. But don’t worry, that latex is never getting on my dick, or any dick that will fuck you in the future.” As he was speaking, and as I was picturing myself being locked forever in this latex outfit, I could feel something changing in my breathing. Dr Turner, next to me, was pushing some buttons and my next inhale was different. Poppers! I was fed a massive dose of pure amyl once, twice, and again, and again. Ten massive hits before regular air came back. By the last hit I was seeing stars and flying high. I could feel my hope gaping more than ever and my cock somehow getting even bigger in the milking tube. The rubber on my skin felt electric and I was starting to get desperate to get fucked. I didn’t have to wait long before Daddy buried his cock deep in my ass and started slowly fucking me. “Oh god, my boy, you ass is exquisite.” He didn’t last long before emptying his balls inside me. Being fucked while hooked up to this breathing machine felt very strange and uncomfortable to say the least, as I couldn’t regulate my breathing to match what I was feeling, the pleasure and pain from having a huge dick ramming my hole and stretching my ass muscles and nerves. I just had to let it happen, but it wasn’t easy at all. Daddy got out and Dr Turner took his place. He unbuttoned his rubber trousers and got his massive cock out. I was impressed, he was just as big and large as Daddy. “Time to see what Rick was raving about. You ready?” I tried to reply but was quickly reminded that it was impossible to talk or move so I just let him enter me. His poz cock got in like it was nothing, my ass being already well prepared, stretched out and lubed with lots of poz cum and silicone oil. In under a second the doctor was completely buried inside, and he let out a loud moan. “Woah, your Daddy wasn’t kidding. Your hole is one-of-a-kind warm tight thing. I may have to schedule frequent follow-up appointments for my new patient, young boy. This is a true delicacy.” Dr Turner started picking up the pace but eventually matched the rhythm of the breathing machine so he would go in and out twice with every breath. I could see Daddy behind him fiddling on the machines. A new sequence of popper hits was administered, and I was once again flying with the doctor’s dick pleasuring my hole. I suddenly felt the urge to beg for his poz toxic cum but since I still couldn't talk, there was only a weird guttural moan coming from my throat, ripped out by the breathing machine extracting air from my lungs against my will. “You enjoy your treatment so far, boy?” Dr Turner asked with a grin. “We’re just getting started. I have brought several of my “patients” here with me. Of the top of my head, I’d say we have at least 6 or 7 different HIV strains which will be administered to you, all anally, over the next few hours. I’ll be monitoring your viral load in the coming hours, days and weeks and see what stuck. You’ll become so toxic we’ll have to contain you here forever before you become a public health hazard, boy!” He started laughing while still fucking me. I could tell he was really enjoying this scenario, which was all too real, even if it looked like he was joking. I was enjoying it just as he was. The thought of becoming so toxic I had to be contained was strangely appealing to me and turning me on even more. Daddy was hearing it all and enjoying it just as much. He got close to my ear and started whispering. “That’s right boy, you’re getting exactly what you wished for. We’re turning you into something barely human anymore. A mere object of pleasure, a rubber toxic gimp, a danger to society, a bioweapon I can use to inflict pleasure and pain. The blood and cum I’ll extract from you will be so toxic and dangerous it will attract all the bug chasers and HIV perverts all over the world. You will become a legend. How does it feel, boy? How does it feel to become what everyone normal fears but all the twisted perverts like you and me crave so badly? You are the vessel to all perversion, pregnant with the promised gift soon available to all the sick fucks who want it, either knowingly or not.” All this talk from Daddy and the pounding from Dr Turner got me so turned on that I could feel my dick starting to twitch inside the milking tube as my orgasm was exploding. The machine kept pumping rhythmically like nothing was happening, completely oblivious to my spasms and the cum I was feeding it. It never slowed down, nor picked up speed. It remained steady and pumping, mindlessly ready to collect as many loads as necessary, no matter how I felt about it. As my orgasm subsided, the pounding and the pumping kept going like nothing happened. I quickly got uncomfortable and wanted it to stop, and my Daddy knew it. He got back the machine once again and I soon felt something cold in my arm. Suddenly the breathing machine disengaged, and I could breathe on my own, just in time for a violent cough to hit my lungs, the now familiar sensation of being slammed taking me to yet another high of horniness. “Your fever has gone down a little bit in the last hour, we can try some stronger medicine for your treatment without risk. Enjoy the ride boy, you have a very long session ahead of you.” As my senses were coming back following the slam, Dr Turner picked up the pace and was now going really fast in my ass. I could feel his dick getting larger as he was nearing an orgasm, right before he exploded with a scream and shot rope after rope of poz cum deep inside my guts. As I was getting used to breathe on my own once again, Dr Turner pulled out with a satisfied look on his face, stepped back to the machine, pulled a lever and the breathing machine reengaged, once again controlling my breathing. I realized I really enjoyed the feeling of having no control over my most basic bodily functions and relaxed, letting the machine do its thing. My mind gradually disconnected from what was going on around me. I could hear Daddy and Dr Turner yelling something about forming a line and taking turns, as another rubber man with a bright red biohazard symbol on his chest was taking place in front of me and filled my ass with a new poz cock, satisfying my growing animalistic hunger fed by the slam and another round of popper breathes. Behind the shiny black and red rubber figure I could see at least a dozen guys waiting for their turn, some holding their cock, some jacking off or blowing their neighbor. My pleasure kept growing more and more until I lost track of my thoughts and sensations, riding the very long wave which seemed to have no end.

One of the most alarming things about the raft of abortion laws coming out of the red states has been their desire to criminalize things like crossing state lines to procure an abortion (i.e. that Highway Patrol officer pulls you over as you're driving from Texas to New Mexico if your pregnant and he thinks you might be going to get an abortion), or "aiding and abetting" abortion (which could be anything from donating to abortion funds to driving that pregnant friend to merely putting them up for the night along the way). On top of that, we're also seeing laws originally designed to evade Roe that enable private causes of action against those assisting in an abortion (i.e. it's not just the cops coming after you but well-funded private anti-abortion groups and individuals can sue you civilly; as far back as the 16th century the common law has generally determined that this is a terrible idea because it's so easy to exploit for profit and to settle scores). One only needs to look at very recent Irish history to see just how crazy this can get. And while Alito and Kavanaugh JJ. were at great pains to say that Dobbs doesn't strictly imply the end of Griswold, Lawrence, or Obergefell, given how they both flat-out lied to Congress about their positions of Roe, let's just say I take such assurances with a pillar of salt. We also know that Congress is hostile to pretty much anyone sex positive; viz. FOSTA-SESTA (i.e. the sex worker endangerment act) and have their eyes on going after porn as well (and First amendment guarantees from this Supreme Court don't exactly inspire much confidence, And, of course, let's not forget our events are being targeted by fascists. Though the cops did do their job. This time. So what can we do? It is absolutely unacceptable and indeed dangerous for our personal information to be beyond our own control online. Pinkwashing notwithstanding, total surveillance capitalism contains within it all the tools that radical right wingers and fascists need to identify us, locate us, impose their will on us, erase us, and kill us. Should they come to power, these corporations will have no problem with selling us out. Look at how they've acted in China. Ditch them. Ditch the internet as much as possible. Learn how to protect your private data and follow through and do it. Be politically engaged and active. If you're American, of course you should be enraged by what Republicans and right wing radicals and fascists are doing. But you should also be enraged by the Democrats, who have been exploiting this situation to fundraise and cement themselves in political office. Hold their fucking feet to the fire. Because, time and again we've elected them and time and again they've caved. Fight for those things that no-one else will. Porn. Sex workers. Fight to get rid of vice squads. Fight for drug decriminalization and harm reduction. Fight for all those things that make "normal" and "moral" people uncomfortable. Be willing to be the guy speaking up for unpopular causes. This is exactly what Pride is supposed to be about. So don't be embarrassed. Our motto should be WWLFD? (What Would Larry Flynt Do?) We need more out-of-the-box thinking. The Satanists using a form of legal aikido to convert religious freedom laws from attacks on us to assets? That kind of thing. Find a church that's dying and take it over in the name of Venus/Aphrodite and Cupid/Eros. A lot of our events are damn near religious experiences anyways. Let's formalize the process and do it out in the fucking open. Let's make pulling out your dick and rubbing one out a sacrament and demand that the high school football team engage in our kind of prayer, or go and pray for the souls of those poor benighted heathens. For that matter, why shouldn't Molly or K or whatever be part of our sacred rituals? There are already precedents for this elsewhere. Acquire and learn how to use a firearm. We are just as entitled to AR-15s as the bullies are. And guns ain't going away anytime soon in the US. So we've got to make the fascists afraid of us. We cannot count on the cops. Some of them are fascists and/or homophobes themselves. And even if they aren't, if you learn nothing else from Uvalde, it's that when push comes to shove, cops will save their own skin before going out on a limb to save you or me. I'm sure there's more. I'm sure this is controversial for some of you. Or maybe you've got more ideas. But one thing is clear: the radical right is out to get us and no-one else is coming to the rescue. We've got to look to ourselves.

My first visit to Paris, I went to visit my cousin who was living there temporarily. My friend being a girl, we had few moments to actually check out the gay scene etc. On the Sunday I was there, my friend had to work early the next day and she convinced me to just go out by myself and see what Paris night life was like. Super nervous, but very excited I set out on my own. Never having been to Paris (or Europe) I didn’t know the concept/frequency of dark rooms in bar/clubs. I enter this one bar playing top 40s music upstairs, nice mixed crowd and they had a basement area as well. Curious - I went downstairs. Similar music playing but much darker lighting and more intimate dancing. I definitely enjoyed the dark ambiance more than upstairs so I decide to get a drink. I’m standing in line, most likely sticking out like a sore thumb when this taller Latino guy comes up to me and starts talking to me in French. I don’t speak French so I just politely smile and ask English? He doesn’t speak English. Then he asks for Spanish and I used my few Spanish skills to communicate. In the conversation he asks when I arrived and what bars I had visited etc and as soon as he learned that it was my first bar, my first night out alone, For being very basic conversation - the sexual energy was very charged up very quickly. During talking he puts his arms around my waist and casually his hand slides under my waist line and he feels for my underwear. Once he pulls on the strap of the jockstrap I’m wearing I see an even bigger charge in his sexual energy. He immediately grabs my hand, leading me out of the line we were waiting to get a drink and towards a door in the corner of the basement. I’ve noticed a few people strolling in and out of that door but without a sign saying what it was I assumed it was a bathroom. He pulls me into that room and it’s pitch black. A little bit of light streaming in from the bar area but gave very little options to see more than feet shuffling. As far as I could tell the room was empty but didn’t have much time to look around since as soon as we get into the room and starts making out with me very intensely. This is not who I am - hooking up with a stranger, even just making out, is not typical behavior but must’ve been because I was in town a few days with no male exposure or just the situation but I immediately kiss him back with the same amount of energy. He’s touching me all over, pulling up my shirt, hands everywhere, as he grabs my ass and pulls me flush against his body I feel his rock hard Dick pressing against my stomach. Again this had been not even 5-6 minutes of me arriving to the bar but it was so hot I didn’t even think twice. I drop down and take his Dick out and into my mouth in one swift move. I can taste a lot of precum and as soon as my mouth is on him he moans very loud and starts speaking French. I don’t know what he’s saying but the moans in between sentences is pure ecstasy and I lose myself in the moment just pleasing him. After a few minutes, he pulls me up and starts making out with me again super hard. Never had a guy makeout with me immediately after giving him head so it was a turn on that he seemed to want to taste himself in my mouth. Super hot kissing. He pulls my pants down and finally has access to grab my ass fully since I only have a jock on covering only the front. As soon as his fingers touch my hole, he whisper “so warm” and then turns me around, a little roughly, and bends down to start eating my ass. Now when I tell you this guy was a pro, you just have got to imagine the most expert tongue driving me wild. I was pushing back onto his face it felt so good. He stands up and immediately I feel his Dick press against my hole. Thankfully when this started, another guy walked into the back room to cruise a bit and that snapped me out of my horny bubble and I had the foresight to ask him to put on a condom. I hear the frustration in his tone as he says he doesn’t have one and just wants to feel inside me for a few seconds. As much as I wanted it, I told him I had a condom in my pants and got it out. He told me to put it on him myself and then get it wet again, I pull out the cheap free-bar condoms and roll it onto him but it’s super super tight on his rock hard Dick. After it’s on, I start sucking him again to get the cheap condom nice and wet and after a few minutes he stands me back up and starts poking at my hole again. I’m so horny still and his Dick filling me up felt so good. He went slow, knowing his Dick was huge and the only lube being used was spit. After a few minutes of opening me up he bends down again to start licking my ass. Again this guy is an expert and immediately takes me to that super horny point again and I’m pushing back against his face. He gets up, repositions himself and then enters me again and this time he slides right in all the way balls deep and I am in heaven. He grunts very loud and starts fucking me deeply, pulling all the way out and all the at back in. I am moaning very loud. I completely forgot about the other guy who walked in who I thought was just standing in the corner but turns out a 4th guy was there the whole time and they had started to mess around in the next corner. The new guy then asks me to suck him but I don’t feel comfortable but the guy topping me moves in their direction while still in me so I’m being fucked but now facing these two strangers. In the heat of the moment I decide, what the hell, and starts jerking the two guys so I have no hands to keep stable but my top had yet to miss a beat from the deep pounding. One guy asks me if it’s okay to take a photo of my ass getting fucked with no face in the shot and I’m barely paying attention and just say yeah whatever. He takes the pic, a super bright flash in the dark area but after he takes the pic and I’m now more blind then just the darkness. He looks at the pic and then tells my top, “fuck yeah breed that ass raw”. It wasn’t until I heard him say that, that I realized the difference of feeling from when we first started to when he really started fucking me and I reach back and feel his cock and confirm he’s been in me raw for probably a while. I pause to move away and he firmly grasps my arms in place and says something in French in my ear. Again I don’t understand so I ask in Spanish and he says, “you know you like this and it’s too late now”. He’s right, it’s been at least 10 minutes of him fully raw deep in my second hole so the real deviant comes out of my and I start pushing back onto his Dick in a fervor. Finally having the mutual understanding of what’s happening the sexual tension turns up to the highest level it’s been. Completely forgetting about the other guys, we starting slamming into each other and I’m moaning so very loud. Thankful that the bar music was equally loud. He moaning fast and harsh mixed with French words into my ear and biting my neck. I feel that I’m right at the edge of cumming so I start jerking myself and tell him I’m going to cum and he says, “me first” and pushes himself, balls deep in me and I feel the pulsing of his Dick and the shooting of hot thick liquid deep in me. Fully sent over the edge I also cum all over my pants and shoes which I’m still wearing while he’s deep inside me. The top did not stop fucking me even after he came and I could just feel how wet and cummy my ass was. He kisses me one last time before pulling up his pants and walking right out of the backroom. The two guys still in there are telling me how hot it was to watch and ask to top me. This time I stood firmly in my condom stance and they both wore one and I took turns sitting on their laps back and forth while they made out and eventually made both of them cum. Walked out of the bar feeling used but so so satisfied. That was my first time being stealthed.