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What had I just done. Only a few weeks ago I was a straight guy with a hot gf. While she could be a pill, she was hot. Lots of guys would stare at her when we went out together. Especially when she would wear tight yoga pants, tight short skirts barely covering her crotch or short sheer dresses or short shorts. And now I was at an ABS with cum dripping from my ass, in fact POZ cum to add, and sucked off guys too. As I began to pull up my pants another guy put his cock through the hole. It was thick and a good size. I finished zipping up my jeans as I got ready to leave and then he said. "Get down on your knees boy. I heard a sluttly whore was in here taking all cocks. I looked closer at his cock. It was nice and veiny. There was a tattoo at the base. It was a biohazard sign. I just dropped to my knees and started to suck it. "Ahhh damn what a warm mouth" he said I sucked him hard and played with his cock with my tongue. Suddenly he pulled out. Then I heard a knock on my door. I opened the door. It was the clerk. He looked older close up. He pulled out his cock and it was about 7 inches and hard. I got hard and turned around. He put the tip of his cock at my hole and started to fuck me. I just bent over and moaned. It felt so good. He knew how to fuck and he was giving it to me. The way he was working his cock in me was driving me crazy. He wasn't huge but he knew how to fuck me and hit me in the right places. I moaned louder and pushed back on his cock. "Yeah you are a fucking dirty whore. Taking loads from strange men. FUCK...your pussy is so tight and its grabbing my cock. You are a find." he said ramming into me. He reached around and pinched my nipples and I yelled out. "Oh fuck yeah your cunt feels amazing. Can't believe you are still tight taking all these cocks you slut" he said He kept pounding me and I felt deep in my groing and in my ass the heat rise and it started to spasm and I started to cum. "Ohhhhhhhhh fuck me" I moaned "Ahhhhh your fucking cunt is strangling my cock ahhhh. Here it comes bitch." he said as he came in my ass. I felt at least 7 hot spurts coat my cunt. "Fuck yeah you like POZ cum don't you" he said still pumping me He's POZ? I felt my inside twitch. "Hmm yeah your cunt likes it. Its milking me now hard" he moaned My cock was still hard leaking cum on the floor. Finally he pulled out and I turned and dropped and took him in my mouth. "Ohhh you dirty little whore you love POZ cock dont you. You keep coming back here I could whore you out. Give you all the dirty cock you need." he said WTF did he say. I just kept sucking him off. I looked up at him. He smiled. He told me his name is Ray and to come back often he can line up guys to fuck me. He pulled up his shorts and went back to work. I needed to get the fuck out of here. I had cum leaking from my ass and all over my face. I cleaned up with some tissues and walked out in a hurry and got into my car. What just happened?

My wife went out of town on a business trip for three days. So, being the sleazy cumdump that I am when she isn't around, I went and put myself up in a cheap motel room and got on Sniffies. Took some edibles, started hitting the poppers, and started inviting randoms over to come fuck me. I was committed to being a no loads refused cumdump. All in, took more than 20 loads, most anon, from some extremely sleazy tops. I felt like such a dirty whore. Picked my wife up from the airport with cum still leaking out of my hole. All I know is that this is the type of thing I'm meant for... and am desperate to make this a regular thing.

Super Bowl Sunday I stayed in a Sling the pre show through the Whole Game in the living room of one of my fuck buddies as he threw a party, it was a packed house and honestly lost count how many men fucked me , I didn't get any names and I wasn't introduced to anyone except as the party Fuckmeat, getting fucked and sucking cock was my only purpose and I loved it

I didn’t bring a condom. (ch. 6) Now you know my background and promiscuous sluttiness we can get back to Dan. I really wasn’t fazed by his rejection and took a few minutes to leave my ass cooling in the breeze. I was startled by a deep voice. “You can’t do that. You need to pull up your pants.” You know how I don’t like taking directions so stood and turned with my shorts around my ankles and my semi hardon on full display. Three feet in front of me stood a tall handsome cop in full uniform. “I’m going to have to write a ticket for indecent exposure son.” He pulled out his pad and scribbled some notes. I bent to pull up my shorts but before I had them up his voice commanded. “Don’t do that. Read this ticket first.” It read “Caught bare assed behind dumpster. Offence # _____. Officer Ron to proceed directly to punishment. Phone #___-___-____ for parole and follow-up.” “Now get out of those shorts and return to the position I found you in. That’s an order!” I was turned and bent in no time. He was softly talking into my ear and sending shivers down my spine. “I didn’t bring a condom, but you strike me as the kind of slut that doesn’t use them anyway.” And his massive raw cock drove into me like a pile driver. He didn’t give me a chance to catch my breath, he just pounded away. Again, I heard him in my ear, “I don’t have time to drag out your punishment son. We’re both going to have to settle for a pump and dump.” He was breeding me as he said the last three words. “You have my name and number, when you come for your parole, we’ll take longer.” And he was gone. This had me so fuckin turned on and horny that I went to the cruising woods, staying until sunrise and collecting six more loads in my ass. Over the next 3 weeks I watched for him but didn’t see Dan at the bar. He finally appeared in his corner as I was getting fucked on the dance floor by a leather muscle stud. Dan and I held eye contact right up until my eyes rolled into the back of my head when the leather stud pushed in deep, held my hips and bred me with a groan anyone could hear over the music. When I looked to find Dan, he was gone. Another month went by before he was solitary in his corner of the bar once again. I wasn’t taking any chances of him leaving. I bought two beer and made my way to him. “What the fuck do you want?” he was angry. “Just to make a peace offering.” I handed him a pint. “Thanks, I guess.” He sneered these words. “Can we talk?” I enquired. “Ok. I have a question for you.” His tone wasn’t really softening. “Sure, anything.” I replied. “Did that guy fucking you on the dance floor breed you?” “Oh yeah, he sure did!” I was proud. “How did you know him? Before he barebacked you on the dance floor.” “I still don’t know him. He just danced up to me for a bit. After a snog he told me he wanted to fuck me. So, I just turned and dropped my jeans. He hoarked up some phlegm for lube and we were off to the races. It was funckin hot.” “I can’t believe you!” He yelled as he threw his beer in my face and ran off. I just peeled off my soaked shirt and went back to the dance floor. It would be six months before he returned again. I decided to leave him in his own small corner and give him a chance to come to me if he wanted. I hoped he wanted, he was in my mind the hottest man on the planet. A middle-aged bear started flirting with me. After our second beer I excused myself for a pee. The bear followed me. We peed together in the trough urinal eyeing each others hardening cocks and the melting ice. That is until the bear took me by the cock and led me into a stall. The door was broken off this particular toilet stall. I’m sure that’s why he chose it. I was quickly turned, bent over, and the bear’s hairy chops were munchin my manhole. He filled me with lots of spit and without a word slid his hairy cock into my eager hole. He was very thick so although only about 5 inches in length it filled me up. And he was gifted at the topping craft. Ten minutes in he turned me so I could suck on one of the cocks in the small crowd watching us. His raw cock never left my ass. I sucked with vigor and swallow three loads before I saw Dan through the dwindling audience. He held my eyes with his cold glassy stare. I didn’t relent and look away. About then the bear unloaded bellowing, “Breeding your ass slut.” Seven juicy blasts painted my guts. When he pulled out, he asked who’s next. A dad bod with a substantial paunch squeezed in behind me and didn’t last long. Dan held my gaze the entire time. When dad bod left there was just Dan and I in the bathroom. We continued to hold each other’s gaze. I was hoping he would come and take his turn. He didn’t, just stormed out.

@nymidtowneast Agreed. @kitpig We will see... 😉 @hirondelle75 No comment. And don't worry, there won't a short supply of their cum. So a few lost loads is nothing. 😉 @pozpopperpig That was the intention with how I'm writing it. Glad its coming across that way! @Cumbreedseed Always a good mixture, lol. @hirondelle75 So, my time lately has been taken up with the story I am cowriting with @leatherpunk16. Hopefully as I get more of the backlog there written out, as well as finally mapping out where I want to go next here, I should be able to post a little more frequently here in the future. @Grandahpla17 Yes. There is a set end for this story. We are maybe in the first half of it, but just been busy with other projects at the moment, so this one is on the back burner. @tankonpoint Thanks! I'm always glad to have people checking out my other works and telling me what they think. If you haven't already, go check out Master Pathogen. It's on a weekly update and should be a hopefully good read! @KCnLB No comment on the point of conversion. I have a plan for everything, but I don't want to spoil it. 😉 --- Sorry all for the long delay in updates, been busy with life, as well as the side project @leatherpunk16 and I are working on, Master Pathogen (<<click link to go to that story). Please go check it out and tell us what you think of it! Hopefully, as I said before, with me getting more backlog out of the way, I'll have more time to work on other projects like this. I have a few chapters planned out for this in the near future to write out when I'm not swamped. Otherwise, enjoy the next update! -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Lesson 17- The Power of Networking and Expanding your Horizons Slowly, I woke up to the feeling of someone slowly fucking my cum flooded and abused ass as the smell of pipe smoke flowed around me, thick and creamy as it was blown in my face. I took a deep inhale, enjoying how loose and wet my wrecked hole felt, making a squelching noise as I opened my eyes and Mike smiled over at me, leaving Greg to be the one working another fresh load into my hole. I groaned, enjoying the deep stokes on my ass as Greg slowly fucked my tender hole, puffing out a cloud of smoke at the back of my head. Quietly, Mike grinned at me, pulling the pipe out of his mouth and placing it on my lips, nodding as I slowly drew on the pipe, inhaling the thick, rich smoke as I felt Greg shift, pulling my leg to my chest and pierce me deeper. Looking behind me, I watched as he grinned down at me around his large pipe, smiling as I slowly exhaled, blowing a thick cloud of smoke of my own at him. “Want Daddy to give you a pipe of your own to smoke while we work those tainted loads in your guts?” Mike asked, giving me a knowing smile as he took another puff on the pipe, I nodded happily, opening my mouth as he placed the large pipe back in it, waiting for me to clamp down as he pulled a third pipe off the bedside table and expertly began to light it, puffing it to life. I groaned as I felt Mike slam hard in my ass, hitting my now full bladder. My entire body shuddered as I desperately forced myself to close my eyes and will myself not to piss. “What’s wrong boy?” Mike said, gently rubbing his hand across my stomach, the pressure making me whimper as his cock pierced me deep, pressing down on my bladder from the other side. “Need to pee...” I groaned around the pipe, hauling on it hard and focusing on the sensation of the smoke as he continued to bruise and batter my guts. Both men chuckled, and Greg suddenly pulled out, giving my ass a few playful slaps as he got up. “We should move this to the bathroom then, boy,” Greg said, smiling and blowing a thick cloud of smoke at my face with a smile. Quietly, I got up, my bladder feeling full and uncomfortable as we moved to the large shower in the adjoining bathroom. I instinctively knelt down on the floor, looking at both men with a shy smile as they slowly played with their hard cocks. Greg was first, pulling my head by my hair to his wet, cum-slicked groin. He pulled the pipe out of my mouth after I took a deep puff, and gently forced my mouth open, before placing the meaty cum-frothed head in my mouth and groaned, letting out a steady stream of piss flow out. I immediately clamped my mouth down, sucking greedily and swallowing, enjoying the salty bitter rush on my tongue as I gulped greedily down. Slowly, I began to feel my stomach fill, Mike and Greg both grinning at me and gently brushing their hands through my hair, muttering happily as I smiled around Greg’s cock, now dripping the last few drops of hot piss on my tongue and pulling it out of my mouth. I turned, opening my mouth expectantly for Mike’s cock next, still feeling thirsty and horny, my cock now hard and throbbing when he chuckled and instead stuck the pipe back into my mouth, gently pulling me back up by my arm. “I wanna see you smoke the whole bowl while I piss fuck you, baby,” Mike replied, he said, smoke curling out of his mouth while he spoke. Nodding, I bent over, hauling hard and deep on the pipe, enjoying how full of smoke my lungs got as he gently pushed me over more and lined his dick up to my waiting hole, shoving it in hard and fast and waited. I didn’t have to wait long as I smoked, before I began to feel the hot rush of heat in my ass, my guts filling as he groaned happily. “Fuck yeah,” he whispered, gently rubbing my back as he pissed. “Take my dirty poz piss up that neg slut hole.” I groaned in reply, feeling my hole begin to flood, enjoying the idea of his dirty piss mixing with the toxic cum in my ass. “Smoke that pipe down for your daddies,” Greg cheered on, standing next to Mike and slowly jacking his hard cock slowly as he too smoked his pipe hard and fast, flooding the enclosed space of the shower with smoke. After a minute or two, Mike shuddered a few times, before leaning over and turning my face towards his, blowing a thick cloud of smoke at me as he gently began to rub my piss filled abdomen, feeling bloated and full. “Hold it all in for daddy,” he whispered around the pipe, gently starting to pull out as he spoke. “Fuck, I feel so full daddy.” He chuckled, as did Greg, as he turned me around and grabbed my hip and gently began to press his thumb into my bladder, making me gasp in pain and pleasure. Looking down, I realized the cage was now removed. I hadn’t even noticed they had done so while I was sleeping. “Go ahead and piss all over yourself for us, boy,” Mike said, puffing hard and blowing the smoke in my face. I nodded, letting out a weak groan as my dick suddenly began spraying its golden stream all over them and me, hauling harder still on the pipe and I greedily sucked each lungful of thick, creamy smoke into my lungs. After a full minute, my dick finally started to just drip, whimpering slightly as I tried desperately to keep the contents of my piss filled bowels inside. Finally, with a jolt, I finally felt my bladder was empty and smiled hazily as they each kissed me, swapping a lungful of smoke before Greg gave my ass a solid smack. “Go empty that hole on the toilet and come back in the shower when you're done,” Mike said, opening the door and glancing at the toilet next to it. I obeyed happily, groaning in relief as my bowels emptied out, almost completely clean as they slowly made out, swapping smoke as they waited. Finally satisfied, I hopped back up, giving the toilet a flush and hopped back in, eager to see what would happen next. I didn’t need to wait long, as Mike now bent me over again, fucking my ass furiously as we all continued to smoke out pipes. I watched as Greg slowly back up against my cock, spreading his asscheeks as he looked back and smiled around his pipe. “Give daddy your load in his hole. It needs some fresh spunk from those neg balls of yours,” he groaned, slowly pushing against it as I felt his warm ass envelope my hard cock. We fucked for a long time, my mind relishing the feeling of both fucking and being fucked as we each smoked in silence, each of us grunting and groaning as we fucked. I finally hit that sweet point of no return, feeling my ass clamp down on Mike’s cock as my balls began to ache and spewed my neg load deep in Greg’s firm, hairy ass. My lungs constantly flooded with smoke as I shot deep inside. Moments later, Mike groaned as well, and the feeling of that slick warmth flooded my hole. “Fuck yeah, fucking take my toxic spunk, baby boy,” he moaned, slamming as hard as he could, making my cock drool even more as he jabbed his large cock hard against my prostate, making me moan and cry out, “Fucking take every drop and let it knock your sexy ass up.” I gasped at the repeated assault on my guts, groaning and whimpering until finally, he pulled out with a satisfied sigh. Mike quickly spun me around, and Greg happily shoved his cock in next, Mike and I both hauling hard on our pipes and swapping smoke until finally Greg too tensed up. “Here’s another dirty load boy, gonna knock you up good and deep,” he moaned, slamming hard and finally shoved in hard, forcing his cock as deep as it could go. I could feel as he shot with each slam, my ass aching with each jab. Finally, with a resounding growl in the small enclosed space, he slammed forward one last time and pulled out. A few drops of cum fell out of my hole, and we all looked down at the pink tinged cum on the shower floor. “Fuck yeah,” Greg said, rubbing my ass and squeezing it, “Looks like that piss fuck tore you up good. No way our DNA isn’t in you now.” I smiled happily, loving the idea of their cum and virus working its way inside me, given the perfect path to infection, and first locked lips with Greg and then Mike as we swapped smoke, the piss on my body now cool. Greg stepped out, quickly walking into the bedroom as Mike turned on the water, letting the warm spray wash over both of us as we smoked, Mike smiling when Greg returned with the large plug that was in my ass. I spun around and bent forward slightly, letting the water slick my skin as the plug was shoved back in, trapping the cum inside me to work its magic. After a few minutes, we finished showering, and stepped out, Mike and Greg toweling themselves off first and then me. Finally happy we were dry, we all walked back into the bedroom and laid down, smoking our pipes as Mike and Greg played with my cock and theirs. Occasionally, I felt Mike or Greg press down on my stomach, the plug pressing almost painfully against the walls of my guts, sliding around in the cum inside of me. “So, boy,” Greg finally said, blowing a cloud of pipe smoke in my face as he spoke, “Feeling better?” I nodded, sighing out a cloud of smoke in reply, smiling before I spoke. “Yeah, I’m glad you guys came back and loaded me up.” Mike and Greg shared a look, before Mike spoke. “We were wondering if you want to go even further?” I looked at both of them expectantly, waiting for Mike to continue. “We have a very close and important friend wanting to come over to sample your ass before he goes to the bathhouse. Saw your videos online and said he wanted to sample that hole of yours and see if he can add a load to it this week” I nodded, before replying. “Sure, my ass is always hungry.” Mike smiled, as if expecting this before continuing. “We also wanted to see if you’d be open to maybe making your first bathhouse trip with us? See about how many loads that ass can take?” I paused, at first against the idea. “We’d still have anyone without our strain bag it up,” Greg explained, gently tugging on my cock as he spoke, “But we would love to see that ass of yours taking countless loads and cocks, really rough it up and get flooded with bugs before we come home. Lock your dick up and let you use your ass to cum. We’ll be with you the whole time, that way you aren’t overwhelmed. You can smoke there too, so you’ll get to feed your lugs as well.” I sat for a second. The idea did sound hot, and it wasn’t like other guys weren’t already doing that on the app. But was I ready for something like that? To be used nonstop like that for hours? “Would… would I be able to stop it when I don’t want anymore?” I whispered, puffing on my pipe introspectively. Mike spoke first, with Greg nodding as he spoke. “Sure boy. We just want this to be a trial run for the end of the summer. Maybe go every few weeks and see how many loads you can work up to taking. And with a hot little body and looks like yours, you won’t need to look hard for guys wanting to dump inside you.” I sat and thought about it, hauling on the pipe and letting the smoke curl out of my mouth, and finally nodded. “Ok, but only your strain inside me until I convert… right? I want yours to be the one to convert me.” They both nodded, looking pleased at my response. Mike grabbed my pipe, before locking lips with me and kissing me deeply, swapping smoke with me. Greg did the same, and after we all finished our pipes, they set them aside, and we all laid back down and shut off the lights. As I laid there, drifting to sleep in their arms, I let my mind wander into slumber as to what I could expect in the near future.

I got into work. The Professor, the secretary and one other student hire was there. I did my work and finished my shift. Leaving I felt the Professor look me over as I left. As I was walking down the hallway I felt the back of my leg being wet. I wiped it and smelled it. I realized it was Rick's cum leaking out of my ass. I walked right into the next bathroom and went into a stall. The back lower area almost between my legs were wet. I licked my fingers and yes it was his cum. I got toilet paper and wiped my ass. Then I used it to wipe my shorts. Luckily it was a dark grey but you could still see it if you looked closely. I got it mostly dried out and then left. I went to my classes and finished the day. I picked up a burger and fries and went home. As I ate and drank a beer, the house was kid of quiet without Rick. I watched some TV and then fell asleep. I woke up on the couch, turned off the TV and went into my bedroom. On my pillow was some clothes. They weren't mine so I picked them up. And then it hit me the smell. It was Rick's undershirt and his underwear. Both were well worn and had his scent. I inhaled them and started to get aroused. I texted him and thanked him for leaving his clothes. R- I thought you would like it. I had to leave you something to remember me. D- How could I forget you. I miss you already. R- You horny arent you. D- How could I not be smelling you. R-Jack off for me I pulled down my underwear and started to jack off then put his shirt on my face to smell him. Next I stuck two fingers in me. They felt good. D- Jacking off and fingering myself. R- Good boy. How does it feel? D- Ok, but I miss your cock. R- Yeah you miss Daddy's cock? D- Yes fucking me, stretching me, and filling me R- and? D- And your cum. This morning walking to class you were leaking out of me. I had to clean my shorts R- LOL R- Id fuck you right now if I were there D- I wish you were I need cock bad R- Yeah your pussy all wet and needs a cock to fill it? D- yes R- Yes what? D- Yes my pussy is all wet with your cum and I need cock to fill it R- Go to the drawer next to my bed. You will find a dildo and lube. I want you to fuck yourself with it and think of me. Take a video and send It to me. Now. I rushed to the drawer and lube. There were other things like a brown bottle and some bands and other stuff I didnt recognize. I got back to the room, set up my phone to take a video and lubed up the dildo and stuck it in. The dildo wasn't that large. Maybe 5 inches and not that thick but it was better than my fingers. I started to work the dildo in me and fuck myself hard. I used my other hand to jack off. After a few minutes I shot my load all over my stomach. I cleaned it up with my fingers and licked myself clean. I turned off my camera and emailed the video to him. D- Sent Daddy A minute later R- Good boy. How did that feel? D- It felt good better than my fingers but not as good as your cock. R- Yeah nothing is as good as that. You want more? D- Yes Daddy. More what? R- Cock D- Yes but you are on a trip. R- You trust me right? D- Yes Daddy. R- You have come a long way and clearly you need cock in your pussy. Am I right? I paused D- Yes I do R- Are you still on PEP? D- Yes R- Good D- ? R- It is always your choice and I am fine either way on your decision. For these next few days that I am gone, you need to keep taking your PEP. Ok? D- Yes Daddy R- Promise me you will take it everyday and text me when you do. Ok? D- I promise and I will R- Good. Now here is what I want to suggest. Have you ever been to an Adult Book Store? D- You mean the ones that have porn in the booth and you pay in the booth? R- Yes D- Yes I have a few times in high school R- You horny boy you;) R- I want you to go there and let any guy fuck you. D- You sure? I was taken aback by the idea. Letting random strangers fuck me. D- Is this safe? R- That is why you take the PEP. That made sense. R- You said the dildo doesnt satisfy you right? D- yes R- that it doesnt feel as good as a cock right? D-yes R- and tha you want a cock in your pussy right? D-yes R-Good then tonight or tomorrow got to the ABS on the other side of town and have your fill of cock. And then report back to me ok. R- And don't forget to take your PEP. Ok? D-Ok Daddy R- Goodnight my beautiful Dan and go and enjoy yourself. Listen to your body.

I'm addicted to black meat, my Master is a black man. Mature and very muscular, unfortunately he lives far away and I can only be his cyber slave, but every day I need a big black cock

I hadn't gotten fucked or taken nutt since last Sept. Horny, with my hole throbbing, i hit up the apps. I took 4 dicks on two different days (yesterday and today) with 6 nutts up in my shit. Went over to one dudes crib, we smoked bud, and fucked. the sex wasn't all that, and he didn't nutt in my hole. I think he wanted to get fucked fr. We did record tho. The Dank had me faded. Shortly after I got in from getting fucked by the first one, another hmu and wanted to fuck. He came from the Bronx, and walked some up flights of stairs to fuck me. He gave me some good dick. Nutted in my hole. He let me know my hole was good. We also recorded. Today I linked another two dudes. Both at my crib. the first was a random anon dude. dick wasn't all that either. He wasn't really hard, or getting in my hole, and his stroke game wasn't on par. I like a top or vers that finds my hole with that dick and welcomes himself in. I spread my asscheeks as I'm letting a raw dick in. Was talking to them both at the same time, and was worried one might run into another. Double booking em. Luckily for me. the second dude (another Black thick dude) didn't know how to follow directions. Was saying he was gonna turn back. The second dude fucked me right. He gave me two nutts on my couch, and another 2 in my bed. His ass was so phat. I made him bend over on my bed and ate him the fuck out. As I did, his body was quivering and he kept twitching his ass cheeks. I definitely know I can fuck him I wanted to. He was singing praises about the sex at my crib and in my dm's.

This afternoon. He was soooooooo good, i moaned a lot and got full of His seed and pregnant with Him. Then after i helped Him find the floor joist for a new 3/4 wall i've hired Him and His brother to install.

I used to be nervous about this. Even at the adult bookstore. Nowadays, like you, I just keep sucking, hoping that they'll just join in and feed me their load after the guy I'm working on. Plus, it's soooo fucking hot to get caught and/or have people watching.

I graduated high school 2 years ago in a small town and took off time from school to work and make money. I finally decided to go to school. I got into a community college in a city about 3 hours from where I grew up. It was a larger city. I needed to find housing as i wasn't going to drive back and forth every day. I looked on a bunch of sites and found an ad on CL.     Room in my house for rent. Small room with bed, couch and desk and table. Has microwave. Shared bathroom. College students preferred. Room for one person only no guests allowed over. $350     negotiable. I was floored when I saw the ad. First it was about 10-15 minute drive from the college. Second it was super cheap. Most places in the area were going for $600-1000 per month. They might be bigger but that was the going rate. While I had some money saved up, I still needed to get a job in the city and pay for tuition. I immediately called the number on the ad. The landlord, Rick said I could come by and look at the place and it was still available. He asked if I was a college student and told him yes. He told me that I could come by tomorrow in the afternoon. As I had planned to drive to the city to start moving my stuff over and leaving it at my girlfriend's place later today I asked if I could see it later this afternoon. He said sure anytime after 5p. He gave me the address and confirmed the place and time. I gave him my name, Dan and told him I would see him soon. I got dressed in running shorts and tank top, I packed up my car and drove over. I told my gf I would stop by after i looked at the room. She told me that I should just live with her. I thought about it but she had some roommates and it was 30 minutes plus away from campus. I arrived at the house. It was located at the back end of a nice upper middle class subdivision. It was located a bit away from the other houses and looked modest for the neighborhood it was in. I pulled into the driveway. It was a small house, maybe 1000 square feet. It had a car port for two cars. I pulled into one of the stalls. Got out of the car and knocked on the door. The door opened. "Hi you must be Dan, I'm Rick. Come in inside", he said. I stepped inside. "Yes I am Dan nice to meet you", I said reaching out to shake his hand. He shook my hand with nice strength and held it for a bit long. "So nice to meet you. I have looking forward to getting a new tenant in here", Rick said finally letting my hand go. We stepped into the living room and he said to sit down on the couch next to him to get to know each other. I sat down and he scooted by me with him facing me, his groin at eye level. He was dressed in a tank top too and loose thin off white shorts. I hadn't noticed when I first arrived but looking down i could see the outline of his cock thru his shorts. I looked away but i think he saw me. He sat right down next to me facing me with his leg lightly touching my leg. "Why don't you tell me about yourself", Rick said I told him about growing in the small town a few hours away and that I was going to college finally. He was surprised I looked like i was still in high school or just graduated. I told him i get that a lot as people think i am younger than i am. I think part cause I am not that tall, about 5'8" and about 145 lbs. I've always been slim and also as I swam in high school i had s slender physique. The conversation went on to what I was hoping to study in school, my job i was starting, about my gf and general background. He reminded me that i couldn't have my gf over and i told him i understood. I also told him I would be storing stuff at her place until I could find a place. He told me he worked in an office, had some hobbies and had some friends he hung out with. He said he had parties once in a while at the house and if I wanted to attend i could, again alone. I found that part odd. I get not having my gf staying over but not having her with me at a party at his house didn't make sense but I agreed as i needed the room. All the while as we were talking our legs were now touching and he leaned over more as he talked. He had a strong musty smell about him. It was a pleasing smell. I asked him why he preferred college students. He said he likes younger people as it keeps him young. We talked about the terms and we agreed on the rent. He would give me a break of $350 per month iHe said one more thing. As he spoke he placed his hand on my upper leg just below my thigh. "I am gay. You ok with that?", he said looking into my eyes His warm hand squeezed my leg and it felt good. That with his smell, I started feeling warm. "Ughh yeah of course.", I said quickly but keeping my eyes with his. "Good. I might have someone over once in a while but not that often", he said still having his hand on my upper leg now on my thigh. Lets go look at the room. He stood up offered his hand and pulled me up. His strength pulled me up quickly and I kind of bumped into him. "You ok", he asked holding my hand still "Yeah just a bit warm", I said. My head at chest level looking up. He led the way and I followed him. As we walked i looked at him more carefully. He was a tall man, in his late 50's early 60's. Handsome with some balding and a moustache. He was on the slender side but also had a small pot belly. We walked thru the living room past a bathroom and then into a room. The room was small, about 150 square feet with a twin bed, desk, and dining table. There was a microwave on the dining table. The room had a sliding door that led to the car port. He turned around and asked if this was ok. I looked around and said its good. He looked at him for the first time faced towards him. His nipples pushed out of his shirt and looked like he had a piercing and his cock was now fairly hard and the outline in the thin shorts stuck out. It looked massive. "Hello earth to Dan", Rick said smiling. "The room look ok? Do i?", Rick said laughing I snapped out of my stare", Oh yeah this will work out fine." "When can I move in?", i asked "You can move in now if you like. That way you can save the trip of going to your gf place and then have to bring it back", Rick said "What about this week's rent before the new month?", I asked "Don't worry you can help me clean and do stuff around the house for your two weeks of free stay. Does that work?", he asked. "That would be great.", I said.

I never saw the point of trying to conceal my identity at the bath house. Everyone is there for the same reason.

I recall posting about this bath somewhere else on this site, so forgive me if this is repetitious . My 1st year away from rural home and going to college in NYC, was a great period of exploring. I think I walked Gay St in the Village for an hour expecting gay men to come falling out of the sky, but got better clued in walking around Christopher St. I would read the Village Voice weekly, and it always had ads for the gay theaters in Manhatten like the Adonis, Gaiety, etc. And one issue had a full story on the Continental Baths and the performers who put on shows there to gay men in towels. That weekend, I made my way wayyyy uptown and found the Continental. The window guy was skeptical I knew what I was doing, but I assured him I did, and he took my money and buzzed me in, sliding a towel and a key on an elastic wrist band across the counter to me and directions to my cubicle. I was so self conscious walking through all these guys who were loitering around , a few offering to sell me smoke or other stuff. I was a bit freaked, but got in my room, undressed, put the towel on and walked out to explore. I found the pool/wet area, and a few straight couples were at tables on the far side of the pool. I went back not sure what that was all about, and the vibe in the hall was definitely 1970's Harlem/Spanish Harlem . I went back into the room, got dressed, and headed up to the front desk to leave. The clerk was bemused, and said he didn't think I would last, and handed me my money back ( he had kept it on the side of the register. He then suggested my type of place, and where I would have more fun, was downtown at 1st Ave and Houston, the Club baths. And he was very much correct. Now, on NYC memory lane- does anyone recall the name of the "bath" on 42nd St, above a porno bookstore ( walking up 42nd from the POrt Authority bus terminal it would have been on the right side)

Growing up in the mid Hudson Valley of New York in the early/mid 70's was a kid in the candy store experience. When I was 16 I was tall enough to pass for legal, and would hit a little porno book store in Newburgh and buy a 3 pack of gay porn. I discovered the college town near my town when I was 18 ( at the time drinking age was 18 in NY) Disco was erupting, and a bar in a shopping center popped up ( and damned if I can recall its name, but it was just east of downtown New Paltz) On my 2nd visit to the place , and it had a bit of a gay vibe but very much a mixed group there, a girl I knew from school who was a couple years ahead of me pulled me aside and told me I would really love a new place that opened on Rt 9W called Cold Storage. I went and the gay factor was about 50%, but it was very much a hook up type of place. As I relaxed and settled in, a full blown drag queen ( as was the term then) began playing with me asking to see my fingers, predicting if I was cut or uncut and then judging the size of my cock based on where my index finger touched my palm. She then whispered to me that I would have a LOT more enjoyable time if I went outside, and around to the north side of the building on the lower basement level for a private club called Hot Buns. I did, and I was able to experience my first dark room, first naked in a bar dancing ( even saw a show by Phillipe of Village People fame) where his loin cloth did not restrain his cock once. Not too long afterwards another bar opened about a mile away called the Packing House, also a gay-ish disco. That same summer I discovered the nude sunning spot up in the mountain above New Paltz where all the hippies - college kids would hang out and be mellow, and sometimes that summer a gay bar opened west of Kingston NY on Rt 28.I cannot recall its name ( so if anyone can, HELP! remind me !) It was a large almost barn like building with an upstairs balcony and a few offices off the balcony. It was in this bar the bar owner bought me a drink, took me upstairs, and introduced me to poppers as he fucked my 18 yr old ass. After he dropped 2 loads, he walked me over to another office where an artist was working on a watercolor or something. He also had poppers, and I was naked and working on his meat in a hurry. He slowed me up and we made out a bit, then he broke out some orange flavored lube and lubed my ass up with it before slipping up into me. After he shot, we continued to touch and fondle. He suggested he might be able to go again, and had me suck his cock, which was very much tasting of orange. And whatever it was, I do recall it was very sticky- probably from all the orange syrup mixed in.

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😎Moved here 10 years ago from Houston to take care of dad and planning to move back after he died. Two years later he died. Guess who changed his mind. Now I love this place. LHC is 2.5 hrs from Vegas, 3 hrs to Phoenix and Palm Springs and 4.5 hrs to Tucson. Only way to get here is to drive or fly your own plane. My truck and I have made many trips to all of them , usually a bit Hi and horny, for...well...you know 😜

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Such a hot story, enjoyed both episodes. It describes so well the bottom cravings and sensations, the need for your hole to be filled. And Ty has that predatory attitude that some tops get when they are determined to fuck a particular boy and use chems to manipulate him. Gets in the kid’s head. He’s also a bit possessive and even protective of him. Reflects many of my own experiences.

**This is a work of fantasy and fiction. Any similarity to anyone living or dead is purely coincidental. Nothing in this work should be construed as medical advice in any way** The character of “Dr Matthew” appears in a couple of chapters of my previous story “The Ten,” and is briefly mentioned in another of my stories “Recharge: Nachladen,” about the Berlin sex party: [think before following links] https://breeding.zone/topic/77207-the-ten/ [think before following links] https://breeding.zone/topic/91253-recharge-party-nachladen/ “Ric” and “Mateo” appear in several of @chi4loads’ stories, including “Ric’s Freshman Year,” and,” and “Ric's 2nd Year At University,” with gracious permission from @chi4loads. Thank you! [think before following links] https://breeding.zone/topic/71582-rics-freshman-year/ [think before following links] https://breeding.zone/topic/75558-rics-2nd-year-at-university/ Dr. Matthew’s Slow and Gradual Conversion Growing up, Matthew Joon Hill was a total bookworm, fascinated by science and biology. Straight As in all scientific subjects matched with a quest for knowledge put him on the path to become a doctor. It felt to him that this is what he was meant for in life. High school flew by for him in 3 years as he got to skip a grade. He mostly ignored any taunts of “nerd,” or “faggot” from high-school bullies as he had his science books to escape into. First chemistry, then biology were fixations for him, and when it came time for college, having aced all his entrance exams, he had multiple schools trying to recruit him for a pre-med track. From all his studies, young Matthew J. Hill didn’t think he had any time for a social life, but once he got to college he discovered, to his surprise, that both guys and girls were attracted to him. Despite his middle name meaning “handsome” in Korean, he was fairly oblivious to the way he looked, but his ½ Korean, ½ Scandinavian heritage had made him fairly exotic among his lily-white high-school. Today, he might be called a “short king,” as he stood all of 5’7”, but he had a tight lean body from years of running track in high school – his only non-scientific activity. And so in college, he hadn’t thought of himself as attractive but one day early in his freshman year, his dorm neighbor Ric who lived down the hall, made a surprising admission to Matthew: “Matty, you know, Mateo and I think you’re really hot.” (Mateo was Ric’s boyfriend, and together, they had quite a reputation among the dorm for their sexual conquests). Matthew was vaguely aware of their exploits – one couldn’t reside in the dorm without hearing of their notoriety – but again, as he was basically blind to his own attractiveness, he went about his business with his nose buried in a book. The only time he wasn’t studying was when he would run on the school’s track - he had a routine of running 4 miles per day augmented with push-ups, squats, lunges and some exercises on the gymnastic apparatus in the middle of the track oval. Matthew the pre-med student never saw the inside of a gym but got in great shape on that track, his body burning energy while his mind concentrated on equations and formulas. “All that running you do, Matty, has put you in great shape, dude,” Ric said to him one night. Ric and Mateo were very explicit when it came to sex. If they wanted you, they flat-out told you – if you weren’t interested, they were fine with that and moved on. But if you showed any interest, they filled you in on the rest of their plan: they were both poz and unmedicated and their favorite thing to do was to spread it to anyone looking for what they called “the upgrade to HIV”. A few times, they would regale Matty or anyone around to listen with their tales of meeting up with chasers at the glory hole arcade on the edge of town. Apparently there was one cubicle there where all the chasers knew to go to get an anonymous poz load of sweet HIV cum delivered up their hole. “Anytime you want it, Matty,” we’ll be happy to help you into the brotherhood,” Ric offered that night. Matthew, still not convinced of his own sexiness, and being perpetually polite, shrugged it off. Of course, he knew from his studies what HIV could do to someone and although Ric and Mateo, as well as most all the guys in his dorm, would now and then catch a roving eye from Matthew, he felt he had no time for a social life and even if he did, he certainly wouldn’t do anything he felt was unsafe. It was with this history, of doubting his own sexiness and committed to science and the understanding of “safe” vs “unsafe” behavior, that pre-med student Matthew Hill became a strong advocate of condoms - and for sex he considered “safe.” He knew he was swimming upstream on this, as gradually HIV infection rates in L.A. were rising again, after years of decline, becoming the “in” thing to have among some gay men in Los Angeles. He even heard about guys getting tattooed to mark themselves as POZ. In fact, more and more guys he would see in the dorm’s shower area would be marked with bio-tats. Ric and Mateo, with their prominent tats, were real-life examples for Matthew of how attitudes had changed. He also heard this in Biology class from a Sociology Department guest speaker, explaining how “fatigue” of certain practices, be they vaccine-fatigue or condom-fatigue were taking hold in certain places, and how scientists had an obligation to try to break through that mindset. With this in mind, he decided he would become an Internal Medicine specialist with a medical practice geared toward gay men. As much as Matthew Hill believed in “responsibility,” and “safe-sex,” he wasn’t participating in any sex, safe or otherwise. A few fumbled encounters with a friend from high-school that really went nowhere, and once or twice he spied a guy in the dorm’s showers or in the locker room after his run, and his cock would grow hard and he’d yank it quickly to make the impulse go away with his load going down the shower drain. It’s not that he was impervious to sexual feelings, but he just wanted to dispense with them quickly so as not to detract from his studies. He said to himself there would be time after he gets his degree to find someone. One night, after a late run, Matthew heard Ric and Mateo entering the shower area, bringing a third guy into an adjoining cubicle. Matthew leaned his head to one side to better hear them over the running water: “Get ready to convert, pig,” Ric said. “Yeah, gonna infect your ass,” Mateo chimed in. “Yeah,” Ric continued,” we’ll start with the toothbrush treatment, then open up your hole with our poz dicks. You’re gonna love being poz!” “Mateo, you’re already pre-cumming like crazy,” remarked Ric to his BF. “Get that HIV seed into this pig’s hole.” As they were fucking the guy, Matthew was torn…On the one hand, as a dedicated medical student, he was disturbed that these guys were intentionally trying to infect this guy with HIV. As for the other hand, Matthew looked down and it was wrapped around his stiff cock and jerking furiously. “Will one fuck really do it”? he heard the guy breathlessly ask Ric and Mateo, who were taking turns on the dude’s pussy with their infected cocks. “Nah, probably not, Keith,” one of them replied. “We gotta fuck our toxic cum into you a few times for it to take. But when it does, you’ll be so happy. Nothing better or more powerful than spreading the gift.” “Here it comes, pig,” he heard Ric say over the sound of moans and running water. “Welcome to HIV.” Even if we don’t turn you tonight, it’s already turned you in your mind.” With that, Ric withdrew from the guy’s hole and Mateo immediately took his place. “Fucking that viral load from my boyfriend deep into you, whore,” he told the guy. “And here comes one of my own,” as he unloaded his HIV up the guy’s hole. For both Ric and Mateo, one cumshot was never enough, and they rearranged themselves and each went back up Keith’s ass for a second impregnation, and from what he could hear in the next shower stall, Matthew realized that Keith wanted to get HIV – it was his choice to pursue it. He was begging Ric and Mateo to “knock him up.” Matthew’s cock grew even harder and suddenly produced a huge hands-free load of neg cum, a bigger load than he ever thought possible, against the glistening tile and he watched it snake down the shower wall. These sessions with the guys and Keith became a regular thing, occurring two or three times a week, and after blowing a huge load just listening to them, Matthew would go back to his dorm room and try to fall asleep, even sometimes opening his biology textbooks to the section on HIV infection, but the intended effect of being repelled by what the textbook explained did not sink in. Instead, upon reading about transmission of HIV and the inevitable path to AIDS-status, his cock would get hard again, pulsing and throbbing for attention from his hand until another load of his cum shot forth. And when sleep eventually would arrive, images of being dominated by the infamous Ric and Mateo would invade his dreams as they toss him around between their hard toxic cocks. Instead of the never-seen Keith getting impregnated by them, it was he himself being deeply bred with pure unmedicated HIV loads, and then Matthew would wake up in a sweat and he’d discover his cock had blown yet another load during the reverie. Eventually, the shower sessions with Keith stopped. A couple of weeks later, he was eating his lunch and Ric and Mateo were sitting nearby - he heard them say “Keith got 2 lines on his test,” as they high-fived each other. In the waking hours of daylight, his thoughts occupied by science, Matthew was deeply horrified and ashamed at his apparent fascination with guys pozzing each other on purpose. Yet at night, once sleep came, he had the same dream of Ric and Mateo and now Keith (even though he had never met Keith) doing the same to him. Then, one night, after a boring Science Department function, where he, unusually for him, partook of a glass of wine, Matthew Joon Hill, the pre-med student, had an urge that wouldn’t wait until bedtime, and he found himself driving his car to the adult movie arcade Ric talked about. Summoning up his nerve, he ventured inside the establishment, paid the entrance fee and went forth into the dark. Lighted arrows on the dark floor being the only guidance, he made his way to a small room, basically a cubicle, and with the key they gave him upon paying, he opened the door and stripped off his clothes and wrapped a towel around his waist. “I’ll just look around, I won’t do anything,” he said to himself, his mind trying to convince his cock and hole which were yearning for man-on-man action, like he heard all those times with Ric, Mateo and Keith in the shower room. His cock was already rigid and tented up the towel. “Just taking a look around,” he reassured himself as he walked through the darkened rooms, lit only by the vintage porn playing on screens on the far wall. “Won’t do anything, just checking it out,” again he told himself. Moving into the glory hole area, Matthew stooped down to peer through the hole at crotch level. Nobody was there but he heard footsteps coming toward him. “OK, get out of here now,” his thoughts told him. But before he could leave, he felt a hand through the opening reach out and grab his hardening cock. Matthew trembled at the touch of another man, it had been so long since this occurred. He looked down and saw his cock as hard and engorged like it had never been. “Is that my cock?” he actually thought to himself “has it grown?” The hand continued holding his hard cock and Matthew wordlessly moved closer and put it through the opening. “This was actually happening”, he said to himself, as the man swallowed his rigid pole in one breath and was sucking on it furiously. Matthew’s mind went blank for a moment, and then he pictured the hot fuckers from the next shower stall, Ric and Mateo and Keith to be sucking him and swapping poz talk in the process. His cock reached the inevitable climax, shooting a huge load down the man’s throat. The guy greedily swallowed the load and inhaled the still-stiff member of Matthew’s as it shot the remaining few drops of seed. “You want the gift, dude? Turn around,” the man ordered, freeing his mouth from Matthew’s spent dick. In a haze, and without questioning, Matthew turned around and offered his hole to the opening in the wall. He felt the quick application of cold lube on his virgin hole and before he knew fully what was happening, the guy’s huge raw cock was inside him and pistoning in and out of Matthew’s cunt. A brief interlude of pain was soon replaced by a feeling he had never felt before, as the man’s hard cock pummeled his insides. His mind wavered between saying “make him use a condom,” and mental images of Ric and Mateo as he had heard them pozzing Keith. After a few minutes of this, he felt the man’s cock grow even harder and felt about 9 pulsations of warm seed flooding his hole. Matthew shuddered and shook as his own cock, now hard again spurted forth another load, hands-free, splattering the opposite wall of the cubicle 3 feet away. His cock had never felt so big, so engorged and he never shot a load like that before. Once the guy withdrew from Matthew’s virgin hole, the guy leaned forward to the opening and said to Matthew “Thanks, brother, enjoy that gift I gave you, hope it takes,” Looking back through the glory hole, he could just make out a bio-hazard symbol tattooed on the guy’s furry abdomen, just above his dripping cock, surrounded by 2 dark Xs tattooed around it. As the reality of what had just occurred started to sink in, Matthew hurried back to his cubicle, got dressed and was out the door of the sex club, walking to his car when it hit him. Just then, he saw the guy who had just loaded him also leaving and getting into a classic silver Mustang, parked under a street lamp, then he saw the license plate as well: PZZNGUP. “What did that mean, ‘the gift’?” he wondered. “Could that guy have been HIV positive?” “What did that bio-hazard tat mean?” The thought he might have just taken a toxic-poz load scrambled his mind as he drove, and he had to pull off the highway for a moment. His hand reached between his legs and felt his cock stiffening again. Clearly, he was feeling deeply conflicted between what he knew to be true on one level and what he felt deep inside. The next morning, he went to the Student Health Center for post-exposure meds, and in the light of day, he vowed to himself never to do that again, never to succumb to temptation, and never even to interact with Ric and Mateo again. The self-scare tactic worked, and indeed it worked for years. He had no further sexual encounters of any kind once he resolved to suppress those feelings. And with the same single-mindedness that got him through both high-school now college in 3 years, he graduated with high honors, and got into prestigious UCLA Medical School for 3 years of intensive study, followed by internship and residency and then he joined the thriving private practice of Dan Martinelli, MD in West Hollywood. In time, Dr Matthew, as all his patients, 95% of whom were gay men called him, found a boyfriend and even moved in with him for awhile. Jim and he only ever had condom-sex, and it often left Matthew unsatisfied, feeling like he was missing out on something. His loads, when he did cum, were weak dribbles rather than projectiles like that time at the arcade…that time he still thought about, all these years later. His work consumed him, though, and after 2 years, Jim moved out, telling Matthew he didn’t want to be with a workaholic anymore. And then, a few months later, when Dr. Martinelli wanted to retire from the practice and move to Palm Springs, Matthew had accumulated enough capital to buy the business outright, and the first order of business was to hire a few new nurses. He held interviews with many candidates in the conference room which looked over the parking lot. One day, a nurse candidate drove up and parked in front of big window, ready for their interview. Matthew looked at the next name on the list: Keith Connolly. Matthew watched him get out of a vintage silver Mustang and walk to the entrance. It was then he saw it. The guy’s license plate: PZZNGUP End of Chapter 1

Hey Guys, My first night at the Vault (London) it delivered as you've all said, fucked countless times, and numerous loads. It was wall to wll fucking, a lot more full on the average sauna.

Chapter 7: Happy New Year! Raucous laughter resounded through the dining area. The festive New Year’s Eve dinner was well under way, and with several unusual features. For the first time this week, there was no buffet. Instead, the special deluxe meal was being served course by course, with everyone ordering from a menu. Another new approach was the seating plan. The entire party – apprentices and senior members – were all seated on both sides of a single large table, laid out in a horseshoe shape. Also, for the first time since the fall meeting, places were assigned – and the entire party was arranged so that none of the apprentices were seated next to other apprentices. Nor were any of them seated next to or across from their sponsoring senior members. As Shawn put it, talking to Thor across and down the table, “Someone planned this very carefully.” The weather all day had been at its spectacular Caribbean best, with the perfect combination of blazing sunshine and pleasant breezes. Equally pleasant was the printed announcement placed under the door of their suites that morning which stated that afternoon visiting hours were cancelled for today. Instead, everyone was invited to participate in a sunset toast on the terrace at 7:00 pm, followed by dinner inside, and then the New Year’s Eve party. The final sentence of the notice certainly caught his eye. Dress Code for Toast, Dinner and Party: Brief Swimwear, Thongs, Leather Gear, or Jockstraps ONLY. As the men all assembled on the terrace, Thor realized that this was the first time he had seen all the senior members with their regular clothes off. The apprentices had certainly made full use of their time in the sun all week, and the delectable tans on their bodies proved it. But there were a number of senior members who had stuck to their rooms for long periods of time, and Thor had never seen them without shirts and trousers. Some of the front and back views he was now taking in for the first time were very eye-catching indeed. Thor wasn’t concerned. He knew that he was looking his best in a new thong which he had bought and packed specifically for an occasion like this. The bright electric blue material showed off his smooth, firm ass and its tanlines to perfection, and was no less generous in highlighting his cock and balls in front. When they all moved into the dining room, he was more acutely conscious of the fact that he had been seated right smack in between Raul and Ramon, both of them looking formidable and spectacular in custom leather briefs and straps. This hot look had Thor busy wondering if [1] this seating was intentional and [2] if it had been requested or suggested by the twins and [3] if this meant that he was going to spend the entire night being repeatedly forced down and power-pumped full of Mexican twin leather sperm. So, his conversation was a bit stilted. But part of his mind forced him to pay due attention to the others in his immediate vicinity at the big table. Across at the other side of the horseshoe, he spotted Farouk, coincidentally (or not) seated right next to Lars. His eye roamed around, taking note of other wealthy men who had not yet come to see him, and admiring those who were closest to his own ideal of hot male perfection. The twins in fact were side by side with Dimitar at the head of that list. As he thought that, he caught sight of Dimitar, his arm draped across the shoulder of Luke, the short-guy champion of the entire group. Thor chuckled to himself at the mental image of Dimitar’s giant cock trying to penetrate the ass of a 1.6-metre-tall guy who wasn’t much bigger around than the tool invading him. Pure porn flick material, that vision. Thor’s hottest imaginings fell short of reality when the whole group shifted to the party room after dinner. This was going to be a party where all possibilities were open and all cards on the table – and sure enough, there were even a couple of tables set up for anyone who felt like taking a turn at poker while relaxing from other kinds of poker. The dance floor, the DJ station, the colourful flashing lights, the giant speakers – all of those were predictable. But that was only one part of the room. Other parts had cozy, semi-private booth seating like a go-go bar. Over at the far side, there was a series of curtained cubicles variously set up with a fuck bench, a sling, a slurp ramp, and – sure enough, a St. Andrew’s cross and a rack of various whips, floggers, and other accessories. At the back, there was a doorway with a sign over it that said “Dark Room” for those who really wanted the anonymous experience. Next to it was another door which led to a sauna, steam room, and even a sizable hot tub on an enclosed terrace outside the building. As he was studying all these possibilities, Shawn nudged his elbow and said, “Holy shit – this guy even has his own private bathhouse!” That made both of them laugh, but only for a second. Shawn had his hand on Thor’s basket, working hard to bring his cock to full erection as soon as possible. Thor’s surprise showed on his face. “Is this legal?” “I asked. Yeah, we’re allowed to play with anyone we want to for tonight. And I want.” With that, he dragged Thor into one of the booths, dropped to his knees, and started sucking on Thor’s bulging thong. In moments, he had Thor’s tool out of the thong and into his throat. Thor looked around, seeing other guys heading for the dance floor or over to the playrooms. His dick jumped in Shawn’s throat at the sight on one of the other apprentices getting tied up to the St. Andrew’s cross by the twins. Some of the guys on the dance floor were already going beyond just making out, with hands sliding down to crotches or into ass cracks and even the minimal clothing falling away onto the floor. Shawn came up from his crotch, pushing his face up against Thor’s ear to be heard over the loud music. “I want you in my ass, now. Ream my fuckhole wide open and pump your babies into me.” Never one to refuse such an alluring invitation, Thor shoved Shawn down onto his back on the booth seat. Shawn obediently raised his legs into the air. Thor took a hefty squirt from one of the convenient bottles of lube placed all around the huge room, spread it all around his rigid cock and fingered the rest into Shawn’s hole. Then he planted his tool against Shawn’s hole. “”Fucking shove it inside me.” Thor gave a sharp thrust with his hips and got over half his tool into Shawn at once. He then leaned hard and forced the rest inside in just a few more seconds. Shawn was hissing and gasping for air, after having the wind knocked out of him by the sudden forceful entry. Wasting no time, Thor began force-fucking Shawn at once. This redheaded muscle stud was definitely his type when he got horny, and he was prepared to fuck Shawn fast and hard. And Shawn wanted it. “Fuck, yeah! Harder, man, harder!” Thor was pounding away on Shawn full speed now, driving deep and straight and fast into the hot manhole under him. Shawn was clutching and grabbing at his body, doing his best to push Thor even farther into his ass. All at once, Shawn’s eyes began rolling up in his head and he gasped, “Fuck, fuck, fuck! Cumming!” He hadn’t even touched his own dick, but it was erupting, spraying cream wildly around as Thor pounded right down on top of him, forcing his way to his own orgasm. Before Shawn had even finished shooting, Thor exploded, blowing a huge load of his sperm deep inside Shawn’s muscle butt. He collapsed, gasping, across Shawn’s chest, both of them straining to get air inside their lungs after that first, furious fuck of the night. At last, Thor uncoupled and stood up, a little shakily. He looked down with considerable pride at the sight of his cum slowly squeezing out of Shawn’s ass. He got down on his knees and gave Shawn a considerate tongue bath to get him nice and clean for his next adventure. In turn, Shawn took a few minutes to suck Thor’s cock clean of the cream and ass juices. They parted company with a hug and a kiss, then both set off in search of further fun. Over the next hour or so, Thor got into some heavy hand play on the dance floor, cumming again as one of the senior members fingered his hole. He then wandered off to the steam room, where he found small group lying on the floor, busily engaged in a rimming circle. He got into the circle with them and enjoyed that for a while. Then he moved on to the hot tub, where a senior member unknown to him, whose name was François, sat on his lap and rode on his cock while he jacked the dicks of the two guys sitting either side of him. After a few minutes, François took Thor inside and led him to the fuck bench. “I like to fuck your ass on the bench, lying on your face.” Thor thought that sounded fine. He lay down on the bench, presenting his ass for yet another man to enjoy. Before long, he was spread out, legs and arms hanging down, while François did vigorous pushups on top of him, thrusting deep down inside him each time. His cock was just the right size to keep hitting the button on every single thrust, and before long Thor was drifting off into an ecstatic sexual trance with the endless sensations. In no time, he felt his cum oozing out of him onto the bench underneath his body. Just then, a cock pressed against his lips. He opened up and took it in, down his throat, and sucked on it as François pounded out his orgasm inside Thor’s ass. Then he pulled out, came around to Thor’s head, and said, “He’s ready for you now, Rahim.” Then he pushed his slimy cock against Thor’s mouth, and said, “Clean me up, boy.” Thor obediently sucked the juices off the still-hard cock as he felt Rahim sliding into his open, wet hole. François stepped away, and another cock presented itself for him. This one felt familiar in his mouth. “Well, I never thought I’d see you on the fuck bench, Thor.” Thor giggled for a moment, and then renewed his mouth attack on Farouk, while Rahim silently pounded away at his hole. Rahim came inside him, and again there was a switch. Thor began cleaning the cock slime off Rahim’s tool while Farouk entered him. As that generous tool widened his opening, he started cumming again. And so it went. Another man took Rahim’s place, and then another. Somewhere along the line, someone had fitted Thor’s wrists and ankles into the padded restraints attached to the legs of the bench. He was strapped down, on a fuck bench, in a party room where everybody was all wound up on whatever secret ingredients had been in the food all week, and the line of rampant cocks seeking to breed his hole became endless and numberless. He lost count of the cocks and loads, of the number of times he’d cum himself. He lost track of the time, drifting away in a nonstop erotic haze. As if from a great distance, he heard a voice saying, “Wonder how many loads he’s taken? When I was eating his hole, it just wouldn’t stop coming out.” Finally, someone called a halt. Hands released his restraints, and strong arms helped him to stand up. After a few moments he felt his head clearing, as he looked up into the anxious eyes of Lars. “You okay? You were down there for a long time.” “I think so. It’s gonna hurt like hell tomorrow, though.” Lars laughed. “I didn’t want you to miss the midnight countdown.” Everyone was assembling in a big circle on the dance floor. They stood shoulder to shoulder, the whole huge crew of nearly sixty horny, naked men, counting down the seconds to midnight, with each man firmly gripping the erect cock of the man on his right. “Ten… nine… eight… seven….” The voices rang out in unison, everyone shouting at the top of their lungs. Then: “Three… two… one… HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!” And then, on the stroke of midnight, everyone began madly jerking at top speed, each one trying to make the guy on his right cum again. The hands moved faster and faster, the cocks oozed juice, the men felt their muscles straining to hang on but also yearning to let it go. Suddenly a voice rang out: “All right, Shawn!” Thor’s head snapped to the right and he saw the redhead, his face all screwed up in ecstasy, as another bolt of cum flew out of his rigid tool. That was all it took. By the time another splatter hit the floor, Thor had begun cumming too. The smell of fresh man cream filled the air as loads sprayed out and dropped onto the floor all around the circle. The special cooking was so effective that it took less than two minutes for everyone in the entire group to blast off. Even the older ones were cumming hard enough to shoot high into the air and come down onto the floor with an audible “splat”. Once the huge circle jerk ended, the waiters (also naked or close to it, and also with raging erections) came around with glasses of champagne and everyone toasted the New Year in. Then the party slowly dispersed, with most of the guys heading for places to sit down and catch a bit of second wind before the action resumed – but only to catch their breath. The raging erections all over the room were nowhere near ready to fold yet. Thor wandered out to the hot tub and sat there with Lars and a couple of the other young fellows whom he had never really gotten to know earlier in the week. Miles was a hard-toned jock, a former Olympic swimmer, and Benny was a handsome Filipino with an engaging sense of humour. After about fifteen minutes, Lars said, “Okay, lads, that’s enough rest time. Who’s going to take my cock first?” Benny volunteered without hesitation, and in moments Lars had him bent over the rim of the tub and was eating his ass at full speed and with full intention. Thor and Miles sat, watching and rubbing themselves, and then began making out and groping each other. Once Lars got his cock inside Benny’s thoroughly loosened hole and began pumping, he turned to look at the others. “Fuck train. One of you get your cock inside me, now.” Thor waved Miles forward, and the stalwart Olympian soon had his nine inches sinking inside Lars. Thor in turn slid behind Miles and began eating ass. To his instant delight, a collection of someone’s sperm oozed out to coat his tongue as he sucked at the hole. Meanwhile, Lars was sliding back and forth between Miles and Benny, enjoying the sensations of fucking and being fucked all at once. But it got to be too much very quickly. All the action they’d had already tonight couldn’t stop them from erupting quickly yet again. Benny, a natural-born bottom if there ever was one, squealed loudly and shot a load out over the rim of the tub. The contractions of his ass brought Lars right up to the brink, and Thor recognized the distinctive moan Lars gave out as he shot – a long-drawn “Jaa…aa…aa…aa” which slid down a musical scale. As soon as Lars came, Miles as quickly exploded inside his ass. As they slowly calmed down, Lars snapped to Miles, “Stay inside me.” That gave Thor his cue. He stood up, wiped his pre-cum around his cockhead and embedded his rigid length deep inside Miles in one thrust. Miles groaned, “Yeah, Thor, fuck me.” Thor did his best, but he only lasted for another minute or so before he gasped out, “Cumming…” as his cock convulsed, filling Miles yet again with sperm. After that, they finally calmed down a bit. In due course, Miles and Benny moved off in search of more adventures. Thor, though, settled back into the tub, cuddling up against Lars who didn’t seem to mind at all. “So, Lars, after this big night, what happens next?” Lars laughed. “Do you really expect me to start answering questions now?” “No, but there’s no harm in trying.” “Very true. Your questions will be answered with one more memo that will slide under our door in the morning”. “That can’t be too far off now.” They both laughed. “Oh, this party isn’t over yet. I’m going to crawl out now and go looking for more fun. You surely can’t be ready to quit yet.” “I guess not.” “What you should do is look for any of the club members you haven’t encountered yet – tonight and tomorrow afternoon and evening. That’s my best advice for you.” “Sounds sensible.” Lars moved off, and Thor climbed out of the hot water and started looking around. Back inside the party room, he spotted Benny, now riding a pair of cocks in one of the booths. He headed over that way and fed his cock into Benny’s mouth, giving him some stimulation at the other end from the two hot daddies who were double fucking him. Even after so much exercise, Benny was still more than capable of giving a fabulous deep-throat blowjob, and Thor enjoyed his skills to the full. In about ten minutes, Thor blasted off into Benny’s throat at the same time that one of the two men fucking him was cumming. That guy pulled out, and Benny leaned over to clean his cock off. With the other guy still busy in his ass, Thor settled down over the older man’s head, letting him eat ass while he fucked ass. When the older guy came inside Benny and then pulled out, Thor bent down and cleaned off his cock. Then the four of them moved into close formation, swapping the combined sperm and ass juices around their four open mouths. It was now around 2:30 in the morning, and Thor realized that his cock had actually begun to grow softer. He twitched it a few times with his hand before noticing other men at the party doing the same. He quickly guessed that the “secret ingredients” in the dinner had finally begun to wear off after seven hours or so. It also occurred to him that he was beginning to feel sleepy. It had been a long and full day indeed. He joined the crowd moving slowly towards the exit. As he did so, he realized that Lars was joining him from the other side. Farouk and Abdul fell into place right behind them. Just like an old country dance, but in reverse, with the couples forming up again instead of splitting apart. By the time they had finished showering and drying off back in their suite, Thor was actually yawning as he applied more of the special ointment to his overworked hole. He caught himself yawning, felt self-conscious for just a moment, and then saw Lars doing it too. The time was close to half past three when Thor and Lars crawled into bed, pulling up the covers, and then snuggling in together before letting sleep claim them. “I’ll bet you never had a New Year’s party like that one before, Thor.” “You got that right.” The chuckles from that question and answer quickly morphed into the slow, quiet breathing of exhausted sleep.

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I woke up the next morning and took a shower. As I finished Rick came in to use the bathroom. His cock hard. As he peed I came out and dried off. "You enjoy last night" he asked I paused and wanted to be honest. "Yes you really fucked that kid. How old was he? 18? I said "Yes I did. Yes he is 18. He turns 19 next week. I even checked his ID" Rick said "You go back to your room and jack off last night and think of me and the kid fucking" Rick asked "Yes" I said "He still here" I asked "No I kicked out after I fucked him" he said As Rick finished peeing his cock still hard, I walked over and dropped to my knees and took his meat into my mouth. "Ohhh yeah boy. You want Daddy's cock don't you" he said pushing his meat into my mouth. I nodded. "You wish that was you last night" he added I nodded "Your pussy twitch while you were watching me fuck him" Rick continued I nodded, I didnt know that is what that ws last night. I sucked him harder and picked up my pace. "Let's take this to the bedroom" he said I stood up grabbed his hand and walked to his bedroom. I jumped on his bed and opened my legs to him. He stood that away from the bed. "No baby on the couch" he said "Why fuck me here please like you did the other two guys" I said "No baby, I only fuck guys who want to be converted or are not on PEP or PREP on there. My bed is special place " he said Those words took the wind out of my sail. "Its okay baby I still want you." he said his hand reaching out I followed him to the couch. I felt rejected and not worthy. He started to kiss me and I kisssed back. He pushed me back on the couch lifted my legs and started to eat my hole out. I moaned and forgot the rejection and pushed back on his mouth and tongue. After eating me out, he took his hard pole and thrust it in me in one hard push. I yelled out in pain. "Stop yelling, you know you wanted this" he said fucking me "Ohhh yes Daddy" I moaned back as I got used to his hard meat. "Watching me impregnant other guys gets you off don't it. You like watching me POZ other boys like you?" he said thrusting in me I was moaning, and trying to hold on to a clear thought. Yes I enjoyed it but not sure why they wanted HIV but they looked so needing it, wanting it. "Answer me boy. Makes your pussy throb and wet don't it me impregnating other boys, tell me" he said pounding me and just wrecking my prostate. I was leaking precum all over and in ecstasy. It was hard to think straight. "Yes Yes, they are so lucky to have your cum in them and get pregnant. Yes my pussy throbbed when I watched you fucking Daniel last night" I moaned "Yeah I knew it. You wish you were him huh. You have a pussy or ass" he continued ravaging my hole He kept it up I couldnt think straight. "Yes I wish it was me and yes I have a pussy not an ass, a pussy. Please fuck me, cum in me" I yelled out moaning With that Rick started to speed up and in a few strokes he started to cum in me. I felt him shoot 5-6 hot loads in me. I couldn't help myself and felt my ass spasm and shoot load after load on Rick and me. He stayed in me still pushing his cum deep in me and rubbing my prostate. I just lay there moaning in bliss. We kissed and held each other. I leaned in and smelled his armpit. He pushed my face in and I just inhaled. He smelled so intoxicating and his cock buried in me and our kisses. I felt good again. He pulled out and we lay next to each other holding and kissing "What did he mean by your DNA in him. Why did he want that" I asked "Like I said the last time we talked about this. My DNA and virus's DNA which is mine will be in him forever. It was be a part of him. He will be impregnated with my DNA and it will be my mark on him. " Rick said while slipping two fingers in me. I let out a moan. "It will enter your pussy then your blood stream and take hold. My DNA would be a part of you and your will get impregnated with my seed, my DNA. " he said fingering me. My cock was hard again. "See your body wants it look at your cock. I could also feel your pussy spasm around my fingers while we were just talking" he said He was right I could feel my ass spasm as we were talking about it. I am so confused. He pulled out his fingers and stuck in my mouth then kissed me. He stood up and started to pull out a suitcase. "I gotta get ready to go into work for a little while then I am going on a work trip. I will be gone 4-5 days. Sorry for the last minute notice but can you watch the house while I am gone." He said "Sure. Ill miss you." I said. After I was worried if it was too clingy. "Ill miss you too babe" he said. I looked at the clock it was 7:10am "Crap I gotta get in to the office too." I said. I kissed him, he kissed me back and grabbed my ass and I moaned into our kiss. "Sorry I gotta get going" Rick said I went to my bedroom got dressed and headed into work.

I’m here in Tampere, in the middle of Finnland for work. This is my first time here and I was curious about the gay life in this not too big but on the other hand, campus city. The gay guys here are so naughty here and hungry for kinky things. My phone was constantly pinging and sending notifications about new messages. As I was dead tired after the all day travel that was followed by the welcome dinner I chose the closest Asian guy who was furthermore only top and he was the naughtiest. *Warning: a bit literally dirty details are coming ** He wanted me as I was right then. Without showering and cleaning. I went there and he started to lick my all-day smelling armpits, my balls and feet and finally my ass. He also sucked me while he was finger fucked my hole with 3-4 fingers. He used only his saliva for lube and finally fucked me hard. After that he did all these things interchangeably until he said “0h my god I’m close “ I immediately shut at him and ask him to breed me that he more or less successfully accomplished. Unfortunately the first dose if his cum went only onto my hole and not into it. Then he started to make efforts to get me cum but I couldn’t as I consumed a huge amount of poppers. He asked for my pee instead. I didn’t feel that I needed, so I went to take a shower. I was already drying myself when I felt the stimulus and I called him to the bathroom. He ran inside, went to his knees and I started to piss in his mouth. He swallowed almost all of my piss and I let the rest onto his body.

I didn’t bring a condom. (ch. 5) That night I invited three Belami quality twinks home when the bar was closing. Somehow, we just congregated and dance as a foursome for hours. We bought each other drinks and got very flirty. I was hoping one or more of them would do me on the dance floor, but it didn’t go that far. They all lived with other people so we couldn’t go back to their places. I thought about my parent’s anger with my breakfast revelation and stubbornly decided to let them know they couldn’t change my mind. My folks were asleep, as I suspected they would be so ushered the three directly to my bedroom. All our clothes were scattered around the room in a minute. I had felt one guys cock through his jeans on the dance floor so wasn’t surprised at its length and girth. The fact that all three had similar tools was a delightful surprise. I was on my knees, ass in the air, moving from one cock to the other. They each made me gag, but this just gave me more phlegm to lube my ass. The blond read most of my signals quickly and was eating out my ass. “Can I fuck you?” he asked. “Absofuckinlutly” was my eager reply. “Did any of you bring condoms?” He asked everyone. The others may have been lying like me when I didn’t let on about the box in my bedside table. “Fuck, I really wanted to claim this beautiful hole.” I let on like it was an inconvenience. “Damn …. Just tease my hole with your head then.” It felt wonderful. “This feels great. Can I just put the tip in bare?” he wondered. “I don’t know.” I faked “Please?” he almost begged. “OK then, just the tip though.” He breached my outer ring. The pain was great, but I knew I wanted to endure it for what I hoped would follow. Besides it’s a great exciting pain to be breached. I moaned. He gasped. “Fuck this feels so fucking good man. Can I put another inch in? please?” I looked to the other two’s faces. They were in awe. I didn’t want to disappoint. “OK, another inch.” In he slid and the pain immediately transformed to a beautiful warm feeling of fullness. He didn’t stop until all 11 bare inches were deep in my gut. He picked up speed and knocked the air out of me when hit bottom. When I regained my breath, the words exploded for anyone in the house to hear; “Fuck me! Fuck me now!” He didn’t need anymore encouragement pounding me for two minutes before he asked where I wanted his load. “Breed me man, breed me … don’t pull out!” My dad was up for a pee and I saw him pass my open door at that moment. Dad couldn’t help but watch and listen as my top roared as he filled my gut. Dad didn’t leave when top one switched out for top two. This one lamented loudly that he was filling me with cum as he slid in. The third top quickly took two’s place, and I was getting another pounding when I saw dad head on to the bathroom. As he passed on his way back to their bedroom the third guy let loose and he was no less verbal or quiet than the other two. Dad discretely disappeared and, number one top fucked my dripping ass one more time as the other two sucked me off. As I blasted down one’s throat I knew I was getting another deposit in my gut. I thanked the three and ushered them out the front door. I slept like a baby. At breakfast mom asked if I’d had fun last night. I thought by her calm that she had slept through my gang bang. Dad was equally as calm, which surprised me. “Yeah, we’re glad you are comfortable enough with your sexuality to bring guys home.” He said and then went on, still calm, “How many of them bred you son?” “All three, one twice. It was so fuckin hot.” “Well, your mom and I aren’t happy you chose to play bareback, don’t mistake what I’m about to say as approval. But we want you to stay healthy if that’s possible.” “What are you getting at dad?” “I called around through the industry. Porn performers are vey concerned, especially as porn stables are feeling the pressure to move back to condomless sex. There’s a drug experiment going on, they hope they’ve found a pill to protect people from HIV who engage in high-risk sex. I pulled some strings and got you into the trail. It’s new and these are the first human trials if you choose to take this offer. And there is a 25% chance you’ll only get a placebo which due to confidentially you may never know. It’s a risk. But since you are taking such risks and we can see you're not about to change your mind …. we …. Set this up.” “Awesome!, where do I sign up?”

Topped by a married guy we have fucked in and off for the past two years. Always puts a condom on. The last time we fucked he fell asleep and I squeezed all the cum in my hole and fingered his cum inside

Since truck stop glory holes don’t count lol, Club San Diego. My dad just moved to the neighborhood so decided to “check it out” lol. Got some good dick and visited my dad more often than anticipated 😈

At Club San Diego on Friday in the sling.

continued The sound of the porn playing on the screen was turned up and poppers were once again handed to both Steve and I, this time by the dark haired man, and more as a command to take a deep hit of the poppers and not as an option. Steve took a heavy huff and then passed the bottle to me. With Steve’s cum dripping down my chin, I placed the bottle at the base of my nose and took a long inhale. As my body began to warm and all I could think was to get my lips once more around that young stud cock staring me in the face. I leaned forward and began to wrap my tongue around the shaft as my lips slid up and down the veiny young pole. I could see Steve reach his fist around for the black cock behind him. As he began to slowly message the man cock, it began to grow and stiffen. Long and thick, slightly bent to the left, it looked like it could destroy a hole. Pulling my head of the wrestler cock I turned for the dark man meat. He placed his hand on the back of my head and pulled me towards his monster rod. I opened my mouth as wide as possible and tried to get as far down the shaft that I could. Barely have way down, I opened my throat as he pressed hard and began to force fuck my throat. Getting to the base of his cock he pressed hard against my head and thrust his hips forward, working him massive cock down my throat, gagging me. He knew exactly what a young man needed. Although I was a college freshman, this wasn’t my first rodeo and I was into rough group sex. Exhibition was turning me on. Now hard as steel, he pulled my head of his cock and returned me to the blond wrestler stud. As I began to work me head into his crotch, the black man pushed the young studs shoulders forward and began to massage his enormous cock the Steve’s perfect ass crack. Sliding it up and down, the huge black tool was poised to begin the widening of the jock pale hole. I looked to the right and noticed the dark haired man with tattoos and the smooth chiseled blond in only their leather harness, stroking their cocks. My uncle was on the other side in only his harness smoking his cigar, his meat dangling like a firehouse. The black bodybuilder spit on his cock and began to bury it little by little into the wrestler. Moaning I could tell is was not an easy fit. I pulled off his cock and was offered some more whiskey by the dark haired man. Taking a swig I looked to see about half that gigantic cock now in the wrestler. I got to my knees and began to suck the blond man’s cock. In his thirties, I knew that cock had been around and brought experience, and probably a trail of STDs, to the game. I figured I would need to make another trip to the public health clinic later in the week. It had become a well worn path. I was pointed to the coffee table, walked over and laid my back down with my head at one end. The dark haired man moved to feed me his cock while the blond began to work on my now erect rod. Not long after, the blond had my legs raised as he started to lick my ass while the dark haired man forced his cock down my throat. All of a sudden the sound of the bodybuilder working the hole of the young blond wrestler ceased, the dark haired man pulled his cock from my throat, the blond exited his tongue from my ass and after my uncle took a puff from his cigar, he directed us all to proceed downstairs. We were heading for the dungeon.

@kitpig Don't look at me. You think I know?! 😅 @Petereater Thanks! @hirondelle75 It's always important to have a good support system. And, I mean.... he's definitely getting there. @up4meat Thanks! I try to put stuff out there that isn't as popular, or is more on the unique side. You should check out the other two stories I'm writing currently. @leather-fanatical 🙂 So, this one is one the shorter side this update, but hopefully the next few chapters should be a bit more substantial. I hope everyone enjoys. -------------------------------------- Lesson 16: Positive Affirmations Slowly I woke up to the feeling of a warm body pressed up against mine, feeling a bearded face kissing and licking the side of my neck. At first I thought I was still dreaming, and groggily nuzzled my face into the neck of the other man. Another body slowly shifted onto the bed and pressed against me, slowly rubbing the side of my body and chest. I let out a happy groan, stretching out my legs languidly as the hand slowly worked up to my nipples, softly pinching them and working the piercing. The feeling slowly started to wake me up, cluing me in to the fact this was not just a pleasant dream. “Looks like we woke the boy up, Greg,” Mike said, chuckling softly, reaching up and softly grabbing my chin to turn it up towards his face, slowly kissing me. Greg, the man behind me, slowly drifted his hand down to my ass, feeling the massive plug still lodged in my ass, “Somehow he slept through his alarm going off, but go figure he wakes up for us.” “Someone forgot to put away one of the toys,” Greg laughed, gently tugging on the plug, eliciting a groan from me as he slowly pushed and pulled it, my ass gripping tightly on the silicon. Mike broke away from the kiss, gently running a few fingers through my hair. “Of course, after the show he put on for the camera in the dungeon, I guess we could allow it this one time,” Mike said, shuffling slightly in the bed and he kissed me again. “Such a cute sexy boy, kind of hard to get mad at him, isn’t it, babe?” Greg replied in agreement, still working the plug back and forth in short strokes, “After all, we had to drive through the night to come home and give him what he was begging for.” I blushed slightly, realizing there must be a camera somewhere in the basement that caught the previous day’s events. “Sorry… I should have asked,” I said, looking down instinctively as I spoke, my voice barely a whisper. “Don’t be sorry, boy,” Greg said, getting a firm grasp on the toy and giving it a few firm jiggles, making me gasp in surprise, “That was a hot little display there, watching our sexy slave boy stretching himself out and begging for another toxic load. We had it on repeat the entire drive home.” “Drove nearly nonstop even,” Mike added, reaching down and giving my balls a firm squeeze, “And since you’re already nice and open, how about me and Daddy Greg take that fat fucking plug out and give you what you need? You want that, don’t you baby?” I nodded silently, shocked that they’d driven through the night just to come and breed me. “Take a deep breath in and let it out slowly, boy,” Greg said, slowly tugging on the plug, eliciting a hiss of discomfort from me. I followed his instructions, a few tears welling up in my eyes as I felt the plug slowly begin to work out of my hole, the silicon tightly gripping the thin tender flesh of my asshole stubbornly. Finally, with a resoundingly loud pop, the plug was free from the confines of my ass, my ass feeling loose and empty in its wake. “There’s a good slut, nice and open now for us, aren’t you?” Greg asked sweetly, reaching over and placing the plug on the nightstand with a solid thump. “Yes sir,” I groaned, my voice sounding raw from the pain of removing the plug. “Why don’t you show us how grateful you are?” Mike said, pulling back the covers and grabbing his dick, shaking it at me. Slowly, I crawled down the bed and began to lick and suck Mike’s massive cock, as I felt Greg slowly begin to work several fingers in and out of my abused hole. “Fuck that’s a loose looking hole,” Greg said appreciatively, grabbing my ass with both hands and pulling it apart, growling appreciatively as it easily opened under his manipulations, “So fucking stretched out and hungry looking.” “Let me see,” Mike said, gently pulling me off his cock by my hair, guiding me towards Greg as rolled over, looking at my ass as I moved. “Moving along much faster than we could ever have hoped,” Greg said, pulling his fingers out and moving his hands behind his head, looking down at me as I began to lick and suck his already hard dick. “Fuck that is a stretched out boy pussy,” Mike said in agreement, easily sliding four fingers in and out of my ass as he spoke, “Just a bit more training and he might be able to actually take a fist in there.” I groaned as I felt him slowly begin to work in his thumb as well, feeling my already abused asshole get stretched again. “Don’t worry boy, not tonight,” Mike said reassuring me, slowly working the 5 fingers inside me, spreading his fingers apart as he spoke, “You still need some training to take our fists in you.” I shook my head in acknowledgement as I continued to suck Greg’s cock, enjoying the taste of his precum slowly leaking out of the head. “Going to be a fucking blast being able to fist him and work our toxic loads into those walls,” Greg said, giving my ass a slight smack, “How about it, boy… you want us to train your ass to take a nice fisting? Might help speed up you getting our virus.” I pulled off his cock, looking back at him and nodded sheepishly. “God damn… so fucking sexy…” Mike groaned, slowly withdrawing his fingers and also giving my ass a solid smack, “Look at how it closes right back up with a little spanking.” “Fuck, I think it’s time we fuck a load in him,” Greg said, slowly jerking his cock as he spoke. “You first or me?” Mike asked, looking at Greg as he spoke, shoving his thumb back inside me. “Fuck that,” Greg said, shaking his head no, “Pig is nice and stretched out already, and we both know he can take both of us. You want that boy? You want to feel both your daddies flooding your slutty little ass at the same time with our potent seed?” Biting my lower lip, I nodded, enjoying the idea of feeling two large cocks working inside me at the same time, flooding my ass in unison. Grinning at me, Greg motioned for me to turn around and slowly pulled me up to his chest, grabbing my leg and pulling it across his body until I was straddling his pelvis. Rubbing his palm and thumb on my cheek, he pulled me down and slowly kissed me, lazily working his tongue into my mouth. I felt the bed shift as Mike slowly got behind me, guiding my ass down on Greg’s cock. I softly whimpered as I felt his cock slowly slide deep inside me, happy to feel filled again. Satisfied, Mike slowly shuffled up and slowly plunged his cock into me, the stretch more intense as his cock slid deep inside me along side his husband’s cock. “Fuck that’s nice and warm,” Mike said, slowly rubbing his hand along my back, “You’ve been need your daddies to flood your insides the whole time we were gone, weren’t you, son? Been needing our poz DNA coating your neg guts? “Oh… oh god yes…. Thank you Daddy,” I moaned, breaking the kiss with Greg as I spoke, “I love feeling you both breed me and fill me with your virus. I want to be infected by both of you and become your poz son.” “Yeah, we’re going to be your poz dads, aren’t we son?” Greg said, slowly running his hands up and down my ribcage, watching me intensely as I pushed down on their dicks, “Make you ours and use you as we see fit.” “Oh, fuck, yes daddy. I want to the personal cumdump for you,” I groaned, slowly beginning to fuck myself harder on their cocks, “I want your virus so bad. I want to get pozzed and be owned by both of you.” “Fucking right, son,” Mike said, pulling me against his chest as he began to fuck me hard and fast, “Already doing such a good job, letting us mold you into the son we want you to be. So fucking beautiful and willing to be reshaped to our whims.” “Yes… Thank you Daddy,” I groaned, wholeheartedly giving into the double fucking I was getting, “I need your poz cum in me so bad, Please give it to me.” “Fucking close already,” Greg said, his voice strained from the effort of holding back, “You close too babe? Shoot into our neg pig boy together at the same time?” “Fuck yeah… gonna shoot any second,” Mike said, as I could feel his sweaty chest against my back, “Your going to get a double dose of toxic seed in your ass, boy. Get ready…” I turned my head back and kissed Mike hard and fast, feeling as first his cock and the Greg’s began to jerk slightly inside me, both of their orgasms threatening to explode deep in me. Suddenly, Mike grunted and grabbed my hips, plowing me with increased speed as his began shooting inside me, his cum sloshing along Greg’s cock as his flooded my ass. Moments later, Greg let out a massive grunt and his cock then added a massive load to the mix. The sensation of the two massive loads of poz cum deep in my guts drove me over the edge and I took began to feel my ass spasm, clenching tightly on both of their cocks, causing both of them to gasp in surprise. “Boy’s ass is extra hungry for our DNA,” Mike said tightly, enjoying the feeling of my ass orgasming around both of them, squeezing both of their dicks tight, milking the remains of their loads out. Finally, my legs gave out and I slumped down on Greg’s chest, breathing hard. Slowly, Mike pulled out and flopped next to us, breathing hard and fast and Greg pulled me into a tight hug, his now soft cock plopping out of my sloppy hole. Lovingly, Greg slowly rubbed my back, squeezing my neck after each long stroke. “Thank you for coming home early,” I said quietly, slightly choking on the words nearly in tears as I spoke, unsure why I suddenly felt so emotional, “I really missed both of you so much… I’m sorry that you had to come home early and-” “Shhh…. Boy…. it’s ok,” Mike said, turning on to his side, now also rubbing my back. “I think we all could use some more sleep, especially after that amazing round of sex,” Greg said, gently rolling me between them. Nodding, I sniffed slightly and pressed myself tightly against Mike. Grabbing the covers, Greg pulled them over the three of us and settled against my chest, softly kissing my forehead. A new wave of exhaustion swept over me and I quickly fell back asleep between the two of them.

@BergenGuy Who knows what might be happening behind closed doors. Definitely not me. Nope. Sorry for the slight delay on getting this update out. In the home stretch now on being done with all the things involved in getting my car back up and running. Also trying to get this story onto a different update schedule so that it doesn't interfere with my other stories. By the way, if any of you get a chance to check it out, the story @leatherpunk16 and I are writing together. I promise there are some really steamy updates coming up if you are into more sci-fi, military, and transformation stories. It's been a blast writing with him, and its definitely been a labor of love on our part, so please feel free to drop a like or a comment! ------------------------------------------------ Lesson 15: The Art of Extreme Self Care I woke up with a start when I heard several dings coming from my phone. Bleary eyed, I looked up at the ceiling, listening carefully for the sounds of the house. Silence met my ears, and slowly I rolled over and grabbed my phone off the charger before unlocking it. Looking at the screen, I saw several messages. Starting with the first one I received, I saw it was from my brother Ryan. “Mom and Dad made breakfast. I left you a plate in the fridge if you're hungry. I know you probably aren’t in the mood to talk to them right now, so me and Marcus took them out for lunch to talk about things. Jen and Marcus had quite the fight out in front of the house, and she’s with her friends. The house is all yours. Text me if you want to talk or need anything.” I smiled softly, amazed at how differently my brother was suddenly acting. Send a quick ‘thanks’ to him, I looked at the next text. “Hey, it’s Marcus. Got your number from Ryan. Here if you need anyone to talk to. Might be a good idea to stay away from your sister, she’s on the war path. Don’t blame yourself. She brought this on.” I found myself nodding, quite aware of how self-centered and unwilling to budge on something Jen was when she thought she was in the right. I honestly felt bad for Marcus, still feeling mostly to blame for their fight. Shaking the thought away, I replied again with a simple ‘thanks,’ unsure what else to say. A few scam texts were the next ones, which I quickly deleted. Overdue tolls on a nonexistent car… Package I need to “pay” for delivery on… Someone randomly texting about a business lunch named Mirabel…. Dejected, I noticed an absence of reply from Mike or Greg. Sighing, I got up and shuffled downstairs, grabbing the plate of food out of the fridge, a small plate of scrambled eggs and some bacon. My stomach let out a grumble, as I finally felt somewhat hungry coming through the upset heaviness in my stomach. Not really wanting to take the time to heat it up, I stood at the counter and looked out the window as I ate in silence. I made quick work of the meal and placed the surprisingly clean plate in the sink, realizing I must have been hungrier than I thought. Giving another look on my phone, I went to the last text from Greg and Mike, re-reading the text they had previously sent when suddenly the phone buzzed and a new message popped up on the screen from Greg. “Can’t really talk on the phone right now. Your last message has us worried. Everything ok boy?” I quickly typed out an abbreviated retelling of the night before and walked back upstairs, flopping on the bed as I waited for a reply. Reaching down, I idly went to go play with my cock, suddenly remembering that I was still in a cage. Annoyed, I frustratedly pulled my hand back out, and flopped back onto my back. After a while my phone dinged and I quickly opened it, reading the newest message. “Daddy Mike and I are really sorry that happened to you. Nothing we can say to fix it, but know that you are not what your sister called you. Family really can be the worst and knows exactly where to hit the hardest. If you end up needing a place to stay and think, you can sleep at our place. We should be home tomorrow, though we both wish we were there to help you get over how she made you feel. You're free to have a full run of the house while we’re gone.” Smiling, I felt a warm tightness in my chest, glad to finally hear back from them. With a large sigh, I decided to switch into a pair of swim trunks and tank top before pulling on a pair of old tennis shoes I usually used to mow in and walked down the street to Mike and Greg’s house. Punching in the code on the garage door, I stood and waited as the large door slowly opened in almost silence. I made quick work of the front yard, able to mow it in record time and went inside for a quick drink, sweat quickly cooling in the cold air conditioning of their house. I slowly walked around, exploring the large house before finally stopping at the door to the basement. Suddenly, a wicked thought popped into my head. “Well… they did say I could have full run on the house…” I said out loud to myself, before trying the handle, finding it unlocked. Slowly, I walked down the stairs flicking the light on as I went before finding myself in the dungeon, looking around. I went first to the large humidor, looking at the various shelves of cigars before finally settling on one of the larger ones. Pulling it out, I quickly looked around and found a cigar cutter and lighter, making quick work of cutting it and getting it lit. Finally getting the large cigar fully lit, I took a deep draw on in, sucking a deep lungful of smoke into my lungs, exhaling with a contented sigh as I watched the large cloud of smoke billow out of me. Taking a few more greedy puffs, I looked around and set it down in an ashtray before shocking my still slightly damn clothes off and letting the cool basement air hit my now naked skin. Next, I walked over to the fridge and looked inside, grabbing a similar bottle of poppers to the one they’d given me and opened it up, taking several deep sniffs before recapping it. Groaning, I felt the rush of the poppers overcome me as I felt my cock strain to escape from the tight confines of the cage. Setting the poppers down next to the ashtray, I grabbed my balls and slowly began to squeeze and work them in my hand, enjoying the feeling as I grabbed the cigar and began puffing on it again. I grinned, enjoying the feeling of smoking and playing with myself as I walked over to the large wall covered in various toys. Finally I stopped at the several dildos, each increasing in size from small to obscenely large. Smiling, I grabbed a few off the wall before looking around and spotting the lube from my previous visit in the room. Grabbing the bottle, I shakily grabbed a few of the more decent sized toys and walked to the center of the room, grabbing the poppers and ashtray as I walked. Popping the top off the lube, I quickly coated a few of my fingers and slowly began to work them in, feeling as my hole quickly began to relax and open. Puffing away happily, I slowly worked my ass open before finally pulling the fingers out with a wet plop. I then grabbed one of the large dildos and wiped my fingers free of the excess lube, before grabbing my phone out of the pocket of my now discarded trunks. I quickly navigated my phone to the page with all the previous videos on the PIGLOADR site, and slowly got to work coating the toy with more lube, watching as I was fucked on camera. Now properly lubed, I slowly shuffled myself on my knees over the toy, positioning it so the tip was pressed against my now hungry hole. Grabbing the bottle of poppers, I opened them again, taking several deep sniffs before recapping them and in one solid movement, lowered my ass down on the toy, groaning in sheer ecstacy as the firm piece of silicone easily breached my ass, “Oh fuck yes….” I groaned aloud, taking a deep inhale of the cigar, before slowly beginning to bounce up and down on the large toy. The only sound in the basement of was of my occasional groans, as well as the sound of my ass slupring hungrily as I continued to fuck myself hard and fast, as well as the sound of my phone playing back one of the videos of me begging for a load. Looking around, I got an interesting idea in my head. Just how big could I take in my hole? Pulling off the toy, I grabbed the next size up, and slowly put some lube on it before working it into my ass. I groaned again, slowly getting used to the increased girth of the toy, smoking even harder on the cigar. Over the next 30 minutes, i slowly kept increasing the size, switching to a bigger toy once I was used to it. Finally, I reached the largest toy I had grabbed, my cock now leaking from the continued assault on my prostate. Slowly, I stood up and let the large dildo slid out of my ass, feeling my asshole gaping open in its absence. Horny beyond my wildest dreams, I walked over and grabbed the last few large toys, bringing them back and opening the bottle of poppers, huffing greedily as I began to work up to the last one. Easily as thick as my wrist, and over a foot and a half long, I wondered if I would be able to take it. I looked down at my phone and quickly loaded the video of me and Ben, the bear from the cigar shop. Slowly I lube of the monster dildo and slowly got it ready, pulling out the already large toy from my ass as I positioned the monster dildo in its place. I slowly positioned myself so the large tip was at my hole, already stretching my loose hole nearly painfully. OPening the poppers I took in several more deep inhales before roughly shoving the large cigar in my mouth, watching as Ben slowly fucked my ass on the video. “You need that thick meat destroying your guts, don’t you piggy?” Ben said on the video, finally driving me over the edge as I forced the large toy up my ass, pain and pleasure making me groan as the toy stretched my ass to the extreme. “OH FUCK!” I yelled loudly, my legs shaking as a sheen of sweat broke out across my body, feeling as the massive toy slowly pushed deeper inside me. Looking down, I swore I could see a slight bulge from it as it wormed its way in. Opening the bottle back up, I sniffed nonstop on the bottle as I took in lungful after lungful of the thick cigar smoke, losing myself to the sounds of Ben telling me I was going to be nothing but a toxic sperm receptacle. Finally, I bottomed out on the toy, my ass burning from the sensation of the massive stretch. I felt my mind wander, replacing the idea of an obscenely large dildo in my ass instead with the idea of Mike or Greg’s hand and arm inside me. Slowly I began to bounce on the toy, my mind replacing it with the image of one or both of them taking turns fisting my ass, telling me they were working their tainted loads deep inside me. Finally, I hit my limit and suddenly my cum began to leak like a hose out of the cage, my entire body shaking as the orgasm hit me. “Oh… Oh fuck…. Work your poz loads into me with your fist Daddy…” I screamed, lost in a haze of poppers, smoke, and sheer hormones and adrenaline. After several minutes of me shuddering around my orgasm, I lazily smoked the cigar, my ass stretched to the extreme and each movement made my legs quiver. Finally, I decided to slowly take the toy out, whimpering as the toy finally plopped out of my ass with a wet squelch, sweat dripping down my naked body. Cold air hit the inside walls of my ass, leaving me feeling oddly hollowed out. SLowly, I reached back and felt my ass, shocked at the gaping feeling. I shakily stood up and walked over to a mirror, looking back as I saw the gaping entrance to my ass. “Holy shit…” I said, a surprised look on my face, working a few fingers around the rim. I forced my ass to squeeze closed, watching as it finally shut after a minute or two of trying. Looking over at the wall, I walked over and grabbed a decent sized plug, slowly working it in with a happy sigh as I took a few puffs on the now spent cigar. Grabbing the toys, I walked around, getting used to the sensation of the plug in my ass, my gait now markedly stiffer. Grabbing the trunk and shirt, I finally got dressed, and after a bit of work, cleaned the toys I’d used in the sink in the downstairs bathroom before putting them away where I found them. —----- An hour later, I found myself finally able and willing to brave the heat, grabbing another cigar and the mower and pushing it into the back yard, smoking the cigar as I worked. I made quick work of the smaller yard in the stifling heat, even making sure to do some minor trimming of the bushes and weeding of the garden, easily smoking down the cigar as I worked, glad to be able to do it in the privacy of the back yard. Satisfied with my work, I grabbed a cold bottle of lemonade and I went back down stairs and grabbed another cigar, before coming back upstairs and out to the pool, lighting up and lounging in one of the chairs at the pool side, occasionally taking a quick dip in the pool when I felt too warm. A ding from my phone got my attention and I looked down, seeing a new message from my brother. “Everything ok? Didn’t find you at home. Where are you?” I texted a quick reply back saying I was at a client’s house finishing up a yard and would probably go over to a friend’s house for the night, needing a break from my family to process the night before as I went back to watching various videos on my phone and taking a dip in the pool. A large part of me was glad to have the ability to actually run away from the impending shit storm at home, and as the sun began to set, I walked back into the house, grabbing a small snack from Mike and Greg’s fridge as the exhaustion of the day’s events finally began to hit me. Walking up the stairs, I stood in the hallway in front of their room. Warring with myself, I wondered if it would be ok for me to sleep in their massive bed without them there. Finally, I decided I would set an alarm and would get up well before I imagined they would be home, and would just make the bed, finding myself wanting the familiarity of them being there. Slowly, I walked in and crawled into the center of the bed, putting my phone on one of the wireless chargers next to the bed, setting an early morning alarm before crawling under the covers, smelling their scent on the sheets and pillows. Exhaustion hit me like a ton of bricks and after only a minute or so, I was quickly fast asleep.

@nymidtowneast Thanks. Hopefully this next chapter also lives up to the rest. @KinkyTallBottom Well... something tells me the next chapter ahead is going to really drive that point home... @onlyraw No comment. I don't want to give any spoilers. Something interesting is planned with the two of them later... @shinelover Hopefully the next chapter will help fill that bit I left you hanging on... @kitpig Well, this chapter will be the first major step I think... @leatherpunk16 Finally! Wasn't for a lack of trying on my part! @SirGalatsi No worries. Glad you found it though. Hope you enjoy the next chapter! So, I felt pretty bad at how long it took to update, so I'm gonna do a second post this week. Hopefully everyone enjoys where I took this. Just know that I might be delayed a little due to a special something I am working on in the background, but I should still be able to post regular updates on here for this story. Once this one is done, I will probably be picking up another one of the previous of my stories, as I feel more comfortable starting back up a few of them with some new ideas. Anyways, enjoy! ----------- Lesson 8- Put Your Mindset to Work Stepping into the room, the glass door softly shut behind us, and I looked around. The massive room was warmly but dimly lit with mood lighting, the incandescent lighting gleaming off the heavily lacquered wood floor, the dark grey walls almost seeming to absorb any extra light. One wall of the room was covered with glass windows. The light coming through them was dimmer than I expected, likely having some sort of film to block light over them. Multiple leather chairs were grouped around the room, some facing the tv, and others in small groups of four. Between many of the large chairs were deep mahogany tables, each sporting a large ceramic ashtray, each with large indents, which I imaged were to hold cigars. The room smelled vaguely of cigar smoke, as the hush of what I guessed to the an air filtration system reverberated in the silent room. I followed Ben towards one of several large, oversized leather couches, looking around the room as I followed him. A bar stood in one corner of the room, a wall of glass bottles locked in a cabinet behind it. On one wall was a massive TV, currently off, flanked on either side by tall glass humidors. In another corner, a large U-shaped glossy black table was surrounded by several leather clad stools, with what looked to me like a poker set up. Unceremoniously, Ben sat down on the couch, casually spreading his legs as he reached into one of his pockets and pulled out a sophisticated looking lighter. He pulled the unlit cigar out of his mouth, and flicking the lighter to life, he slowly turned the end of the cigar in the flame, until putting the cigar back into his mouth, puffing it to life. The end quickly glowed to a bright cherry red, and with a simple release of the button, the flame snuffed out. Some part of me felt a hunger of sorts as I watched him take a deep draw on the cigar before blowing out a large cloud of smoke my way. I swallowed slowly, as I stood in front of him, apprehension making my stomach feel like it was flipping around. “Well,” he said, gesturing at me with the cigar in one of his large hands, “Go ahead and strip naked. I want to see what’s got Greg and Mike so worked up. Silently, I stripped off the snug black shirt off over my head, gently placing it down on the back of one of the oversized leather chairs. Next, I stepped out of my simple flip-flops, before neatly placing them next to the chair before I slowly pushed the sweatpants down, letting them fall to my feet as I stepped out of them. I felt naked without the dirty white jock I had grown accustomed to wearing, the metal of my caged cock glistening in the dim light. I stood silently, letting my arm rest across my stomach, grabbing my opposite arm, feeling somewhat awkward as Ben looked over my body. “Not bad,” he said, taking another puff on the cigar, “Turn around and bend over.” Slowly, I turned around and bent over, feeling the air on my puffy asshole. Ben let out a growl of approval, before letting out a slight chuckle. “I guess I can see why they took a liking to you,” he said, his voice carrying a slight chuckle as he spoke, “Cock locked up like a proper bottom, and I’m sure there’s a few loads flooding your guts there boy. Definitely looks like you have a nice, breed-able ass. Quite the sexy little jock body you have there. Come over here and show me if your mouth is as talented as your hole likely is.” Slowly I stood back up and walked over to Ben, before getting on my knees. Slowly, I unzipped his pants and unbuttoned the top of the fly, before tentatively feeling its size through the fabric. My eyes widened as I felt a thick cock beneath, thicker than anything I had taken before. “I’m guessing your new daddy didn’t tell you my nickname,” Ben said, chuckling again as he blew a cloud of smoke at my face, “Beer Can Ben is what all our friends call me, but you can call me Uncle Ben. Why don’t you pull down my pants and get better aquatinted with it, son?” Slowly, I grabbed the top of the shorts as Ben lifted his hips up, giving me enough access to pull the underwear and pants down to his knees. Ben’s cock sprang forward, finally free of the confines of his clothes. He wasn’t joking about it being as thick as a beer can, I thought to myself, as I took in the size and shape of his cock. Shorter for sure than Greg’s or Mike’s, but the girth more than made up for it. A ring of foreskin covered the hood, with just the tip peeking out. Grabbing the cock, I slowly started to stroke it, watching as his two large balls slowly bounced in time with my strokes, with the entire package being framed with a forest of thick black hair that went easily up towards his chest. “Don’t be shy, boy,” he said, looking down at me before placing his meaty hand on the top of my head, pushing my face towards his groin, “Go ahead and give it a kiss and put it in your mouth. Be sure to get it nice and wet.” Apprehensively, I slowly began to suck and kiss the tip, before beginning to lick it, running my tongue underneath the foreskin and circling the cocked underneath. Ben let out an appreciative growl before pushing my head down further, guiding me to try and take even more of the massive member into my mouth. I began to work it in my mouth, feeling as my jaw stretched further to take in the size of it, aching slightly as Ben gave a few gentle pushes down on it. Behind me, I heard a soft whoosh as the glass door opened, before quietly shutting. I half listened as who I presumed was Greg eventually sat on one of the couches opposite of the one Ben was on as I worked to fit the last of the meaty rock in my mouth. “Don’t spoil the pig, Ben,” Greg laughed, as the sound of a lighter flicking to life puncture the silence of the room, “No need to go gentle. He likes being handled rough.” Suddenly, I felt as Ben forcefully shoved my head down onto the remainder of his cock, forcing me to fight back the urge to gag as the head of it slammed against my throat. “Fuck, that is nice,” he groaned, suddenly grabbing my head with both hands and began to slowly fuck my skull, “Where the fuck did you both find such a hot piece of ass?” “Came with the house so to speak,” Greg chuckled as I finally gagged after an especially hard slam of Ben’s cock, “Pig lives a few doors down. Knocked on the door not even 3 days after we finished moving in. All it took was Mike and I offering to give him a tour of the dungeon, and the pig was spread leg in our sling and letting us sound his cock. Pretty sure we even got to take his ass cherry.” “Holy shit,” Ben groaned, before forcefully removing his cock from my mouth, before grabbing the back of my head with a fistful of my hair and pulling it back to face him, “Fuck… that all true, pig?” I could only breathlessly nod as I slowly caught my breath, sucking in a deep lungful of air. “Fucking hell that’s hot. I seriously need to find me a hot little jock pig like this,” Ben replied, before pulling me by my hair gently upwards. Slowly, I stood up, my knees somewhat shaky as Ben began to pull me into his lap, positioning my legs onto either side of him and he slowly slid down a bit in the couch. Taking a deep draw on the cigar, he guided the back of my head towards his face, before locking lips and kissing me. I let out a small groan as out tongues slid around each other, his beard slowly tickling my now somewhat scruffy face from the lack of shaving. I hungrily sucked in the kiss as he slowly exhaled the thick lungful of cigar smoke. I felt his thick cock slowly sliding up and down across my asscrack when we finally broke the kiss. I let out a long exhale of the swapped cigar smoke, causing him to chuckle again. “Fucking hell, you guys wasted no time training him to take cigar smoke. He’s quite sexy little shit,” Ben said happily, before turning his attention to Greg, who was sitting on the opposite couch, recording everything on his phone, “Mind if I take a ride in his hole?” My ass twitched in anticipation at the prospect of feeling his cock stretching out my already well fucked hole, remembering how it had felt to be double penetrated just the night before. I looked over at Greg, unable to hide the pleading look in my eyes as Greg started to smile. Something inside me needed to know what riding his cock would be like. “Whole reason I brought him by,” Greg said, before grabbing the lit cigar out of the ashtray on the table next to him and walking over, “Only thing is that the pig is also in smoke training. You’ll have to make sure he smokes his own the whole time. Should be a little overdue for the first one of the day.” As if on auto-pilot, I opened my mouth, letting Greg set the decent sized, jet black cigar into my mouth, before taking a deep draw on the cigar. The cherry glowed bright as I sucked down the thick strong smoke, for some reason feeling suddenly at ease. I let out a sudden groan and had to reach a hand out to steady myself as I suddenly felt a few of Ben’s meaty fingers probe into my ass, working themselves in easily. “Damn, you guys flooded him good, didn't you,” Ben said as he pulled them out and inspected them, a sheen of cum coating them, “Does he know…” Greg cut him off, holding his hand up with a grin on his face, silencing Ben mid-sentence. “Just… Find out for yourself. I think you’ll be pleased. I’ll leave you two to play while I gather up everything I need for his training,” Greg said, before bending over slightly and taking the cigar out of my mouth before kissing me, before opening my mouth and spitting a large glob of cigar spit in my mouth. “Thank you sir…” I muttered softly, smiling, as he stuck the cigar back in. I took another deep draw on the cigar, as Greg knelt over and whispered in my ear. “Good boy, you made sure to ask first,” Greg said softly, “I could see how you were asking me with those eyes. You earned yourself a treat later, as long as you make me proud. Don't forget to let that dirty fucking inner pig come out. He'll eat it up.” Greg then stood up, and with a pat on Ben’s shoulder, walked out of the lounge and back into the shop. “Fuck you look hot smoking that stogie, boy,” Ben said, as he puffed on his cigar, his cock throbbing hard against laying against my hole, “I want to see you smoke mine at the same time for a second while I get this shirt off.” I nodded and let him put his larger cigar in my mouth, slowly puffing on both as he began to strip out of his shirt. My lungs burned as I automatically sucked in the massive amount of smoke, marveling at the amount as it jetted out of my nose. Finally, Ben got his shirt off, revealing a thick mat of black fur covering his stomach and chest. Underneath, I could just make out a tattoo in the shape of a scorpion. Thinking back to the first fuck with Greg and Mike, I assumed this was also some sort of sign that Ben was packing a venomous load. I almost thought to say something, when I remembered how quickly Greg had cut Ben off. If I had to guess, I figured Ben was going to ask if I knew their status. So, with that, I kept quiet, playing along with Greg’s lead and letting Ben be the one to mention it. “Fuckin’ can’t wait to get inside that sexy jock hole, boy,” Ben growled, pulling his cigar back out of my mouth and puffing on it several times. I gave my ass a slight wiggle, causing his massive cock to wiggle around on my crack, immediately making him grin evilly as he continued talking. “You need that thick meat destroying your guts, don’t you piggy?” Ben growled, reaching below and and pressing the slick head of his uncut cock against the puffy lips of my hole. I began to nod when suddenly Ben grabbed my hips and puled my ass down, fully seating his cock in one solid stroke. My groan sounded almost like a yell, as my body got slowly used to the sudden invasion Ben had just made. My legs quivered at the massive stretching feeling. “That was a rhetorical question, slut,” Ben growled, puffing on his cigar hard and blowing the smoke in my face, “You’re gonna take every last drop of my load today whether you want to or not.” I could only groan and nod, sucking on the cigar as Ben suddenly began to fuck my ass with wild abandon, stretching out my already abused hole with each stroke, as each time he bottomed out in me it felt like my guts were truly being rearranged. “Nothing but a dumb little cumdump, aren’t you,” Ben growled, sneering at me as he puffed hard on the cigar before blowing it out directly in my face, “Fucking load you up with a massive load and watch you slide home on it. Dumb little blonde jock like you only has one purpose, and that’s to be a fucking incubator for my superior man cum.” I could only groan and whimper, barely nodding as he continued his onslaught on my ass. Suddenly, he reached up and grabbed my pecs, before starting to pinch and work my nipples. “Gonna fucking breed your worthless jock ass and flood it full of my special seed. Make it so that you crave dirty bear cum from men like me. Get you fucking addicted to whoring your ass out and begging for our loads. Your ass will only be suitable as a fucking cum receptacle for toxic loads,” he continued, his cock throbbing at each new insult he said, pinching my nipples hard and making them swollen, “Keep your useless cock locked up so you focus on cumming with your ass like a proper slut.” As if to drive the point home, Ben flicked his fingers on the tip of the cage, before going pack to working my nipples. “Fuck… You’re getting fucking destroyed right now, boy. Did you know that boy,” he growled, with what I assumed to be another question I need not answer, “Did you know I’m fucking working my highly toxic load into these ass walls right now, and pushing all those poz loads your new daddies filled you with even deeper in to those guts? That you’re getting pozzed up right now?” “Fuck, ohh…. Oh fuck…” I could only groan, working the cigar in my mouth hard, hauling away on it without a care as I listened to the verbal abuse Ben was spewing out at me, loving the mind fuck as he destroyed my ass. “Yeah boy, you’re gonna be truly fucked. Once we’re done with you, the only thing you’ll be good for is to be a slutty little incubator for our bugs. Bent over at the bathhouse, letting every nasty fucker free entrance to perfect ass,” Ben yelled, pinching my nipples hard one last time before gripping my ass in an vise-like grip, “Bent over and shaking this bubble butt, legs spread and waiting for someone to fill you up. That what you fucking want boy? To be nothing more than the local cum dump, carrying around our strain and letting in anyone else who wants to add theirs?” “Oh, fuck, yes sir, please help me become that,” I groaned, smoke pouring out of me as I let him pull my ass down hard, “My only purpose is to be a toxic cum receptacle, letting in any man who wants to dump their load inside me. Let anyone who needs a willing hole to infect help destroy my jock body. Help convert me into a worthless poz whore.” Ben let out a loud growl as his slams into my hole began to falter in their rhythm. “Yeah, boy, you fucking know what you are. This hot body of your was made only for one purpose… to used by real men for fucking their superior loads into. Letting your useless load drip on the ground as as lube for the next man who wants your ass. To be nothing but a cum craving toxic slut. And I’m gonna help you become just that,” Ben moaned, his rhythm faltering even more, “You fucking ready? You fucking want what I’m gonna give you?” “Oh fuck, breed me. Fucking destroy my jock body,” I groaned, my cock leaking like a faucet through the cage as my ass was reamed into oblivion, “Please fucking knock me up with your superior cum. I want to get infected and become a poz jock whore.” Suddenly, Ben’s eyes bulged and he growled, biting his lips as he pulled my ass hard against his hips and held still. Suddenly, I felt as he unleashed a torrent of cum in my guts, his cock throbbing over and over, eliciting a new growl from him at each volley. Finally, he was done shooting, holding my ass in place as we both came down from out proverbial cum highs. Finally, Ben let out a massive sign along with a happy growl. “Holy… Fuck…” Ben said, removing his cigar and leaning slightly over, setting his spent cigar in the ashtray, “Greg and Mike hit the fucking jackpot with you, boy.” The words made me blush slightly, and I was sure what to say. “Fucking hell.. that was fucking divine. Your ass is a fucking dream to fuck. You can bet you earned yourself a massive discount on everything, boy,” Ben said, giving my ass a light smack before finally pulling his now soft cock out of my hole. Looking down, he dipped his fingers into the puddle of my precum pool on his stomach, licking it as he nudged me off. “Go ahead and get dressed,” Ben said, before sucking on his finger, “Fucked out a nice bit of sweet neg precum from you. Tell Greg I’ll be out in a second.” Slowly, I stood up, my legs shakier than I’d ever felt, as I hobbled over and slowly pulling my sweatpants up. I could feel Ben’s load leak out a little, likely leaving a dark stain on my ass crack. With a sudden dirty though as I was pulling the shirt on, I turned around and knelt one final time in front of Ben, slowly taking his soft, cum covered cock into my mouth and sucked it clean. “Oh fuck….Good boy, clean all that dirty cum off Uncle Ben’s cock,” he hissed, running his hand brought my hair. Smiling, I stood back up and turned around, suddenly noticing Greg’s phone… with its own stand aimed at the the couch. Grabbing it, I turned it around in my hand and hit stop, before pocketing it. I guess he wanted a keepsake… I thought to myself, before walking over to the door to the lounge and walked over to Greg, who was leaning casually against the counter next to a large cardboard box with what I assumed were different things from around the shop. “Make me proud, boy?” Greg asked, holding his hand out expectantly. I handed him the phone and turned around as Ben answered for me, now standing in the doorway, shirt now on, and pants unbuttoned, the fly threatening to open up. “Oh, that he did, bud,” Ben said, chuckling as he began to zip up and button his pants, “Got me wondering where the hell I can get one of him as well. You both weren’t lying when you said his ass was like fucking heaven. And the mouth on him… nice and fucking dirty. Quite the perverted slut you boys are shaping him into.” “I left you an inventory sheet of what I’m taking,” Greg said, “Just send us a bill and we’ll wire over the money.” “Fuck that,” Ben said, taking a brief glance at his watch before slowly walking over to the front door and unlocking it, “You let me have free access to that prime jock ass, and all that is free.” “Sounds fair,” Greg said, grinning at me as he motioned for us to leave, grabbing the large box and walking to the door, now held open by Ben, “Time for the next stop, boy. Let your Uncle Ben open up shop.” I followed Greg to the car, getting a small pat on the ass on the way out the door. I let out a small smile before stepping out into the hot, muggy sunlight, the sun now high up in the sky. Greg and I walked in silence to the already running car, the AC whirring away as it cooled the inside of the black leather interior. Greg went to the back of the car, and put the box in the trunk, before going back to the driver’s side door, unlocking the doors. I quickly got in and sat down, somewhat mindful I was likely leaking cum out of my hole on the expensive seat covering. Sitting in silence, I watched as Greg started up the engine and out the car in drive, on our way to the next destination.

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It was nice to finally let my limbs be free, though hanging as the floor had made me a bit numb. I didn't have to grip the chains as they were neatly locked onto. I was also incapable of moving with my legs being spread for the whole room to see. I finally saw the man that instructed Kyle. He was gorgeous. Even better looking than Master Pierre if I dare say. There was something pure in him that I sensed. His voice was gentle but affirming. When the lights above me got brighter, I was able to fully appreciate his physique. "I'm George. At this moment, try to think of this as a sort of mini break for you. It doesn't get easier, but you do become stronger and better in becoming one of us." If I saw George in public, I wouldn't have the courage to speak to him. His warmth during this ritual was unexpected, reassuring to say the least. The men in the room got closer now, circling the sling I was in with George right in front of me. . Slowly, teasing my hole with his cock, he passed me a few hits and held my head to kiss me. It's strange, his kiss was passionate, as if there was a kind intention behind it. He caressed my body, which was continuously sweating and brushed my hair, whispering to me how good this was for me. "Don't worry boy, this is all for your own good. You know you will be released from everything after this, your ability to control your desire after facing it for good." Another hit and he still circled the tip of his cock around my hole. "Do you want this?" "Yes.." "I need you to beg for it like you did before, but this time I want you to really mean it. Say what you want, we're all here to make sure you know what you want." "I really need your cock in me, Sir. Please, I beg you, give it to me." "Don't be to needy now.." "Breed me Sir. I need to have you breed me and transform me like the rest of you. Fill me your toxic load and use me as you please." "Very creative. Good boy." He was still teasing, and back and forth he asked me if I want it, which I never fail to quickly reply Yes in hopes that he finally enters me. "You're a good boy, you know that? Very obedient and knowing what to do. I like that bout you. Maybe Pierre here could let me coach you. If Markus here could proudly admit he's a cumdump, even though you wouldn't tell he could a few months ago, then I can't imagine how great you'll be." "I'll be better - I know I can." I panted, staring at his eyes, dilated on both our ends. "That's my boy...that confidence..it took a while for even Kyle to have the calibre you have. You got to spend more time in the gym though, so that once you gain the strength that these boys have, then I would consider you on the same level as they are now." He began pinching my nipples, releasing a soft yelp from me. He then examined my chest and my biceps, licking my armpit and spitting into my mouth. "You do have a better ass though, I've to admit. So tight and made for breeding." His index finger was now protruding me and I sighed in pleasure. Two more entered and as we locked eyes again, I mouthed "Please" as I couldn't hold my desire for his cock any longer. George nodded and in an instant, he drove himself into me, fast and gentle like never before. His pants, accompanied by the men's encouragement, persuaded me to try and rock myself into him, letting his arms clutch onto me. Never letting go even a single moment. Unlike the previous fuck tonight, George never broke eye contact. What he did was hypnotizing. He wanted to recognize the boy I am, the kind of hole I was meant to be, I could see in his eyes that he knew that about me. With each bead of his sweat dropping onto my chest, I was beginning to bond with him. It felt as if no one was in the room and that we were sharing an indescribable moment. I did not felt degraded but empowered, squeezing my hole on to him as he thrust his hole cock into me. He was longer than the rest, if I could estimate, George was wrecking my hole for almost 20 minutes. Even reaching climax took a while as I sensed it building up. He was panting louder than before, pecking me continuously, with our tongues dancing in mix of T, spit, cum and G. Both his hands were on my shoulder, close to the neck before he was about to cum. During this period, he started telling me his history with Master Vincent. "I don't usually do this, you know, talking to new recruits, but I know you and I have already started something special. I'll let you in on my story." Now, he was slowly rocking me, and the precum started to flow out of my hole. "Don't worry boy, I haven't cum yet. I can give Mikael a run for his money. Now, let me tell you how it happened.." His head rested on my shoulder now and his lips were on my right ear, giving it a taste and whispering how he joined. "A while ago, probably 2 years I think, I was recently divorced. I was bisexual, well still am and I realized that maybe I prefer men more. Real men. My ex-wife was great and we ended things well but I still wasn't satisfied, you know? I went to Pride, went to the bars and bath house but there was still something missing. I was already friends with Tina and it didn't get me fucked up like half the guys here, but still, when you have all the drugs in the world and you still feel hollow, what can you do?" I now see the parallels between him and I. Unlike him, I was ahead of the game. "Even the kinks didn't do it. And I sure wasn't into anything too [banned word]. Except for this. See, I met Master Pierre on a trip in Palm Springs and we clicked perfectly. He was also very candid with the things he did, explaining his reason to bareback, the Tina and the sex he does. When he told me the kind of recruitment he was doing and why he was doing it, it struck a chord in me that I knew was hidden." Fuck, he's getting me so excited and worthless in thinking that I was the only one who thought this way. "It was simple, I thought. Sure. Let me contribute to this mission of releasing our inhibitions but keep it exclusive, you see. That night, T was on me and Master Pierre tied me onto the bed of that all male hotel we were in. That jock you're wearing, was what I wore and boy that night, I finally found my calling. In addition to Pierre's seed, and the countless of guys who pounded me, I was in bliss. When Master Vincent arrived to give the final seed, I was relieved, satisfied and determined to live my life differently from then on. I worked out, improved the way I spoke and expanded this group you might think is a cult to what it is today. The day I knew I was poz, I bred 3 guys in the bathhouse. 2 who are here now." I looked at where George was looking and saw 2 guys who nodded. "You don't know what it's going to feel like, but I can assure you, you'll be free. I never looked back and I'm proud to continue this mission. Your youth only makes it better. I'm not just going to coach you but I'll also be your mentor if Pierre agrees. Do you want that?" "Yes, please, just breed me and fuck me good." "Haha, that's the T talking. Do you want me to guide you, Felix? "Yes Sir, I'll serve and train with you to follow your footsteps." "Now that's what I'd like to hear to make me cum. You want another charged load? One from Sir George, huh boy?" "Fuck yes." With a few thrusts, George finally came in me, and it was electric. Unlike the first two, I could really feel the warmth of his cum in me. To see him moan and release his load was absolutely rewarding. His sweats, still trailing down on his body shined and he rested himself on me, panting and pecking me again, biting and sucking my neck as a way to mark that I would be his. We continuously made out and just like that, he let go of me and looked to everyone as he said.. "Fun time over. Let's work this bitch to be one of us for good."