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I woke up and went into the office. Professor Post and some of the other staff were there. We had another meeting in his office to plan the field trip in a few weeks. We were finalizing the list and he was going over the importance of each part of the town, some of the places we would visit and the lecture overview. He didn't finish the final list and asked if I could stop by at the end of the day to discuss it as I was in charge of logistics and we were a little behind schedule in contacting the places. I agreed. I went to my classes and at then hung out at a coffee shop and did some homework. Just before 5p I went back to work to stop by with Professor Post. When I got there the secretary and another student employee were still there. I went into his office and he was wearing his cycling outfit already. It was little different as his shorts seemed tighter and more revealing. His cock was hard and when I walked in it was not easy not to look. I also looked at his balls which looked huge and more outlined. He saw and smiled at me. We talked and he shared the list he was looking at. It was an art gallery, a dilapidated warehouse used for community events and rally's, a bar and a restaurant. They were in a more run-down part of town that also had some seedy part including the ABS I went to. As things were finalized, he told me to follow up with them to set up tours. I told him I would work on it tomorrow. As we finished up he said he like working with me and hope I enjoyed it too. I said I did and he mentioned he hoped me and other students would learn more about the underserved parts of our town. I told him I looked forward to it too. As were sitting across from each other with no table I could see his cock and would glance on occasion when I thought he wasn't looking. I also was getting hard from looking at him and the smell of him. The A/C shuts off at 5p and it started to get stuffy with his scent. I inhaled. "Sorry if I smell, I didn't take a shower this morning after cycling in or last night" he said looking at me also looking down at my crotch. I was wearing my usual running shorts and they were at mid thigh at this point and my cock was pushing out a bit. "No you don't smell bad at all". I said "I am glad" he said smiling I asked if were done and he said yes so I left using my notepad to hide my erection. I went back to my desk to put my notebook back and check my emails. I rubbed my cock which was hard. Professor Post came in the back to my desk. "Here is one more place I would like to add" he said handing me a paper. It was a health clinic in the area that helped the underserved, LGBTQ and HIV population. I said I would add it to the list. As I looked back to him my eyes scanned his crotch area to see the outline of his now rock-hard cock that was pushing out of his shorts. It looked like he also pulled up the shorts above his waist so his balls were on full display. Also is scent was strong. He saw me look. "Everything ok and look in order" he said smiling stepping closer to me. Now his crotch was about 18 inches away from me. "Yes I said I will add this place to the list" I said back looking up at him. I could see him stare at my crotch. "Professor Post you back here" said the secretary walking back. They both walked away to go the front office. I left work and went to the campus pool and went for a swim. I did laps and it felt good to exercise and clear my mind. I picked up pizza on the way home and ate dinner had some beers and watched TV. Rick texted me. R-what you up to D-watching tv. You? R- drinking at the bar of my hotel. D- no lucky guy getting your cock tonight? R- maybe. I have two guys one 19 and the other 28. Fuck how does this guy do it. Actually what am I saying, I know how he does it. D- where are you meeting these guys? R- manhunt and bbrt D- what are those R- lol...gay hook up apps D- Oh I googled them. One was a gay hook up and the other the same but for bareback sex. D-what's your profile name? R-HUNGPOZTOP4BRDG D-Really? I created an account and looked him up while I texted with him R- yes. How do you think I get so many guys contacting me R- I don't hide it D- That's mind-blowing I finally found his account. It was him and very sexy. HUNGPOSTOP4BRDG Older experienced hung POZ top for breeding bottoms. You be a hot hole looking to get filled by POZ charged cum. High VRL here. Not on meds. No condoms. Looking for good time with bottoms. Non PREP to front of the line. Prefer under 40 yrs old. Virgins to the front. I can open you open and make your pussy sing. Then there were pics. All of his body and his hung hard cock. One with cum oozing out and another two with him in a bottom and one more with the bottom with cum leaking from their ass. My cock was raging hard right now. D- you there? I waited 5 minutes. R- sorry meeting up with one of them now. R- Image (It was a pick of what looked like a thin younger dude. Face blocked. Tight body and he was bent over with cum leaking out of his ass. D- Wow that was quick. You came in him already. R- No he pre-lubed himself. D- which one you with? R- 19 yr old. His first time with POZ top:) R- TTYL I was jealous of that kid.

Chapter 1 - The First Step I have seen a lot of people say that bareback play can be a slippery slope and I agree. This is my story. The events have taken place over many years. The basic information in this story is absolutely true but I may take some liberties with the story-telling to "spice things up." A little about me. I am currently in my early fifties. I grew up in a small, conservative town in western New York state. I went to college in the mid 1990's. I was lucky to get a job right out of college and moved into an apartment in a town near Buffalo NY. I was on my own for the first time in my life. I had always been a very sexual person but had no experience prior to being on my own. I had explored the internet and started to develop my interests. I was highly attracted to women but also found that I was intrigued with domination and submission with me being submissive. I got involved with playing with a dominant woman that introduced me into a lot of things. I found that I enjoyed being pegged but never got it as often as I would have liked. Our play was also very sporadic with very long breaks at different times. During one of those many breaks, I started exploring other sites and found gay.com chat. I would talk with various people on there but I wasn't gay so it never went anywhere. During one of the many chats, a guy that I was chatting with introduced me to a barebacking site. I read stories about submissives getting barebacked by dominant tops. I found that these stories spoke to my submissive side. Giving myself to a dominant top that would fuck me bareback really seemed to interest me. Of course, I needed to be careful. This continued for months. I would talk to guys in chat but wouldn't meet. The guys that interested me the most were the dominant bareback tops. Eventually, I met with a guy and I sucked him off in his car and swallowed his load. This was the beginning of my slide down the slope. I found that I enjoyed servicing the tops and swallowing their loads. They never did anything to me. I was there to service them. It appealed to my submissive side but I still felt unfulfilled. During one of my chats with a dominant top, we talked about my fantasies. I mentioned my submissive side and that I was interested in being bred bareback. He mentioned that bareback is the only way that he fucks. This excited me but also made me nervous. We talked about status and he told me that he was negative. I told him that I was definitely negative and had only been fucked with dildos before. He told me that the real thing was much better. I jerked off to the idea and signed off. I signed on the next day and chatted with other people but each time, it ended up with me jerking off to getting bred bareback and signing off. This continued for a while. Then, one day when I signed on, the dominant top was online again. I sent him a message. "Hello Sir. How are you?" "Hello boy. I'm ok. How about you?" "Doing ok, Sir. Horny as always but ok." "Why don't you come here then so that I can finally breed you?" "That excites me but I am nervous, Sir." "Not a problem, boy. Then how about this. You come here and suck me off this time." "Yes Sir. I think I can do that." "OK. Good. Here is my address." He sent me his address. It was about a twenty minute drive. I freshened up and drove to his house. My heart was pounding for the entire drive. Thoughts were racing through my head. Would he fuck me? If he does, it would be bareback. Am I ready for that? Yeah but he said I was just going there to suck him off. I can do that. I've sucked off several guys before. Maybe if I do a good job and I feel comfortable, he might fuck me the next time. I pulled up to his house. It was a small house but it looked real nice. I got out of the car and walked to his door and knocked. A minute later, the door opened and I stepped inside. He was about my height, a little chubby but not heavy with thin salt and pepper colored hair. He was only wearing a robe. "Strip and leave your clothes here." "Yes Sir." I removed and folded up my clothes and placed them on the floor near the door. "Good. Follow me." I was even more nervous as I followed him to the back of his house and into a bedroom. He removed his robe and walked over to the bed and sat on the end. "OK. Get over here and start sucking me." "Yes Sir." I walked over to the bed and knelt in front of him. His cock was already semi-hard. I tentatively took the head of his growing cock into my mouth. I licked around the head and tasted his precum. I moved my head down his shaft and took as much of his cock into my mouth. It was about average size and thickness. I was enjoying sucking his cock. "Good boy. I am going to lay back on the bed. I want you to get your tongue under balls to my ass." I released his cock from my mouth and he moved back on the bed a little. He pulled his legs back. I stood up and moved closer. I had never done this before. I licked the bottom of his shaft and over his balls. I worked under and started licking underneath. I continued down and flicked my tongue over the area between his balls and ass. He moaned. I worked my way back up to his balls and back down again. He moaned again. "OK stop. You've made me real horny." I stopped licking and kneeled back down. He got up. "Wait here." I stayed kneeling ready to serve. A moment later he returned. "Stand up and give me your hands." I stood up and held my hands out. He closed my hands together and started to wrap some rope around my wrists. I didn't understand why he was doing that. After several wraps, he made a light knot that held my hands together at the wrists. He pulled me by the rope to one of the posts on the bed. I grabbed the post and he started wrapping the rope around the post. I didn't know how I would be sucking him off in this position. He finished securing my wrists around the post. "Better. Bend over at the waist and spread those legs." I did as I was told. I felt very vulnerable. He got between my legs and started to rub his fingers in my crack. They felt wet. He kept rubbing and then stopped at my hole. He pushed a finger in a little and pulled it out. His finger returned to my hole and it was wet again. He pushed in more and pulled out. He repeated but with two fingers. He fucked my hole a little with his two fingers and then pulled out. I heard some lube being squirted and the sound of stroking. He moved closer between my legs and then I felt his cock. It was in my crack. I had not expected this. I was supposed to be sucking him off but I knew this is what I really wanted. He started to apply steady pressure and I felt the head of his cock pop in. Then, I remembered what he told me. He only fucks bareback. I had a raw cock in my hole. I was nervous but this felt great. He continued to push in. There was only slight discomfort. Once he was all the way in, he put his hands on my shoulders and started to slowly fuck me. I never knew it could feel this good. I was getting lost into how good it felt as he fucked me. He used a constant, regular pace and pushed deep each time, using the grip on my shoulders to give him leverage. After a few minutes, he started to pick up the pace and then he pushed in deep and held still. I didn't feel him cumming but I knew that he was cumming in me. This was the first time. He pulled out and backed away. I heard him fumbling behind me and then returned to release the ropes on my hands. Once done, he escorted me back to the front door. I got dressed. "Thanks boy. I needed that." "Me too, Sir. Thank you, Sir." I finished dressing and then walked to my car and drove off. I had just had a raw cock in me and now I have his cum in me. I drove around to a few errands knowing that cum was probably dripping out of me. Once I got done, I headed home and stripped. There was some wetness in my underwear. I stuck a finger into my hole. It was wet. I tasted it. It tasted like cum. This was amazing but I had better not continue to do this. It's too risky. _______________________ Chapter 2 - The second step From there, I continued to chat with guys online but I stopped hooking up. I told myself it was a one-time thing. Months passed and then I started chatting with a different top. He introduced me to BBRT. There, I discovered there were a bunch of others out there that were into bareback sex. I created a profile and made sure I chose "Negative Only" for "Your status". I checked out the profiles and found guys that were negative, some didn't know or care about their status, and some showed undetectable or positive. I made sure that I stuck to guys that said they were negative. I continued to chat with guys on gay.com and reached out to guys on BBRT. I jerked off often to the chats but it never went anywhere. Eventually, I started chatting with a guy that was on BBRT and gay.com. His BBRT profile said that he was negative. We had a lot of hot chats talking about bareback sex. He was a top and only fucked bareback. He brought up the idea of poz/neg play. At first, it freaked me out but the more he talked about it, the more exciting it started to sound. Obviously, it isn't anything that I would ever do but it sounded hot. It encouraged me to start reading some poz/neg stories. I really enjoyed the stories where the poz top told the bottom that they were poz as they were cumming. After weeks of chatting, we agreed that I would go to his house to get bred. I douched my hole, showered and headed to his house. During the thirty minute drive, a lot of thoughts went through my head. I had doubts if I should do it but my horniness took over and I ended up at his house. I went to the side door as he requested and knocked. He came to the door and let me in. He was a tall, stocky guy. He led me to the bedroom. We both stripped and I immediately knelt and started sucking his cock. It was a little larger than the first guy that barebacked me but not too much different. After he was hard, he told me to get on the bed in doggie. I got up and got into position. He climbed on the bed behind me. He asked "Ever do poppers?" "Not yet. I've read stories with them but haven't done them before." "Want to try?" "Not this time. Maybe next time." "OK. Spread your cheeks." I reached behind myself and spread my ass cheeks. He squirted some lube in my crack and on my hole. He used his finger to scoop up some of the lube and pushed some into me. He pulled out and repeated. Then, he replaced his single finger with two fingers. Instead of just pushing lube in, he started to slowly finger fuck me. When pushing in, I could feel his fingers hitting the sides. It felt good but I also remembered the stories where the poz top roughed up the bottom's hole. He withdrew his fingers and then I felt his raw cock at my hole. This was the second time that I had ever had a raw cock about to enter me. Was I ready this? I was so horny and I knew that I needed cock and neither he nor I wanted condoms. Should I tell him that I changed my mind? He pushed into me. My hesitation immediately disappeared. Yes. This is what I want. He pushed until he was all the way in. His cock felt great. No discomfort at all. Just pleasure. I heard the sound of him inhaling something behind me. Then a second time. It must be poppers. He started to slowly fuck me. "Like that raw cock in you?" "Oh yes, Sir. It feels great." "Your hole is nice and tight." He picked up the pace slightly but kept a nice steady pace. It felt so good. I enjoyed the first time that I was fucked but this was better. "You told me that you enjoyed those poz/neg stories?" "Oh yes, Sir. They were hot." "Which were your favorite?" "The ones where the bottom finds out as he is getting bred." I felt his cock swell and it made me jump. He picked up the pace. "mmmmmm. Those are hot. I enjoy the ones where the top tells the bottom that he is neg but is really poz." Hearing those words hit me differently. Is he talking about himself? He said he was negative. Was he actually poz? If so, I have a poz cock in me. Did he rough up my hole to poz me? He should pull out but his cock feels so good. He started to pick up the pace. "I am really enjoying your neg hole. Am about to tell you my status." I was scared but it was exciting me at the same time. Is he going to tell me that he is poz? He pushed in hard and then he said it. "I'm neg." I couldn't tell if I was relieved or disappointed when he told me that he was neg. Was he lying to me anyway? I was confused. He held in me for a moment and then pulled out. "Thank you, Sir." "Thanks. That was hot. I love verbal poz/neg play." I got off the bed and we both got dressed. "That was hot. I didn't expect to get turned on by it but I did." "Yeah. I enjoy it too." After dressing, he led me to the door. I left, got into my car and drove home. Once I got home, my thoughts really ran wild. Was he actually neg? Was he poz? He said he enjoyed stories where the top said they were neg but were actually poz. Why was I conflicted when he told me that he was neg? Why am I so hard? I stripped and stuck a finger in my hole. I fucked it a few times and brought it to my mouth. I could taste the cum on it. I kept remembering our session while jerking off. I kept going over what he said to me. I thought about what he said when he came. As I got I got to my edge, I said it. "I'm poz." I came hard. Immediately after, the guilt set in. What had I done? It's ok. He didn't say that he was poz. He said he was neg. It's ok. I told myself that I needed to not do that again. Stick to neg guys if I want to get fucked again. __________________________________ Chapter 3 - The Third Step I didn't hook up with anyone for a long time while I waited to see if I got the fuck flu. After several months, I still didn't get sick. He was neg. I'm good. Over the next year or so, I hooked up only a couple of times. Both times, it was with guys that were definitely negative and recently tested. I enjoyed the bareback sex but for some reason it didn't capture the excitement that I had with the guy that got into verbal poz/neg play. I continued to use BBRT and check out all of the local profiles. One night, a guy sent me a message on there that intrigued me. He was a top that was in town for the night and was looking for a bottom. I checked out his profile. It said he was undetectable. I knew from my reading that undetectable guys are very safe. In many cases, they are safer than guys that claim they are neg but this was a big step. He is poz. Conflicting thoughts raced through my head. Should I meet him? It's safe but he's also poz. I found myself replying to him. "Good evening Sir. I am a negative bottom that is looking to get bred." I gave him my cellphone number. A couple of minutes later, I received a text. "Hey. Cool. I am poz undetectable and looking to fuck. I prefer bareback but if you want condoms, I can try." "No Sir. I hate condoms. I have never been with anyone that is poz but I am willing." "Cool. Again. I am undetectable and recently tested." "It's all good. When and where?" He replied with his hotel information and told me that he was ready. I told him that I was going to prep and then head his way. He told me to let him know when I got there and he would give me the room number. I prepped and headed his way. Thoughts were racing through my head the entire time. This was a big step. I have never been with someone that was poz. Even though he was undetectable, the risk wasn't zero. I pulled into the hotel parking lot. My underwear was soaked. My cock had been leaking the entire drive. I was extremely turned on. I sent him a text. "Great. I am in room 229." "On my way up." I gulped and got out of the car. I was shaking as I walked across the parking lot and into the hotel. I walked through the lobby and took the elevator up to the second floor. My shaking got worse as I walked to the room. I took a couple of deep breaths and knocked on the door. A moment later, the door opened and I stepped inside. He was a thin guy with a swimmer's build. He was wearing mesh shorts and no shirt. His cock was clearly visible. I immediately stripped down and followed him toward the bed. I knelt and he pulled his shorts down. His hard cock sprung up. It was probably 7" long and average thickness. I took the head into my mouth. I had a poz cock in my mouth. I licked the tip and tasted his precum. I have poz precum in my mouth. He pushed his cock deeper in my mouth until I started to gag. He pulled out and pushed it back in until I gagged again. I didn't stop. I continued to try to please his cock. After several minutes, he pulled out of my mouth. "Time for me to fuck you with my poz cock. Get on your back on the edge of the bed. I want to be looking into your eyes when my poz cock goes in and when I breed you." Nervously, I got up, walked to the bed and got on. I had never been fucked on my back before. It has always been in doggie. He came over and got in between my legs. He pulled me closer to the edge of the bed until my butt was on the very edge. I pulled my legs back as he got closer. I looked down. His cock was just inches from me. He moved closer and I felt his cock at the entrance. He grabbed his lube and squirted some on his cock. He rubbed it in my crack and returned it to the entrance. There was a poz cock right at the entrance. Then, he started to push in until the head popped in. I had a poz cock in me. I leaned back as he continued to push into me. Once he was fully in me, he leaned over me so he could look into my eyes. "You finally have poz cock inside you. There's no going back now." I felt my cock jump. He started to slowly fuck me. It was intense looking into his eyes as he was fucking me. His eyes were deep blue and had an intense gaze. He started to pick up the pace. "You like my poz cock?" "Oh yes, Sir. It's amazing." "Soon, you will have my poz load in you." My cock jumped again. He smiled and started to fuck me faster. I could see the pleasure increasing in his face. Then, he took a couple of quick thrusts and pushed in. He closed his eyes. He was cumming. He was filling me with poz cum. He held his cock in me for a few minutes and then slowly withdrew and stepped back. "Thank you, Sir." "You're welcome." I got off the bed, got dressed, and left. Once I got home, again, tons of thoughts went through my head. I had just been fucked by a poz guy. He was undetectable but he was poz. I stripped and started to jerk off to what had happened. I thought about how exciting it was. I came when I thought about him dumping his poz load deep in me. Afterward, I had the post-nut clarity. What had I just done? I had let a poz guy breed me. It was amazing but that isn't something that I should do again. __________________________________ Chapter 3 - The Fourth Step As was the case after I got bred by the guy that was into verbal poz/neg play, I backed off from playing for a while. Again, I waited to see if I got the fuck flu but it never came. I continued to jerk off to stories and from the memories of my bareback adventures but didn't hook up with anyone. During this time, I learned that there was a gay bathhouse over the border in Ft. Erie, Ontario Canada. I had read so many stories about bathhouse play. It sounded hot but also very risky. My life continued this way for a while until one day, I saw a guy on BBRT that appeared to be about 20 miles away. His profile said he was undetectable. He was very muscular, shaved head, and a very hot looking cock. I sent him a message. "Are you looking to breed a bb btm today? If so, you can text me." I sent him my number. A few minutes later, my phone buzzed. It was him. "Got your message. Are you in Canada?" "Oh. I thought you were in the US." "Nope. In Canada. Can you come across the border?" "Yes. Are you hosting?" "No but we could meet at the Ft. Erie spa." I gulped. Did I want to go to the bathhouse? It should be fine. I could go meet him and then come home. It will be fun. "Sure. I can prep and head there now." "OK. Good. I am close to it. Text me when you get there." "Yes Sir." I douched and showered and headed out. When I got to the border, the Canadian border police asked why I was coming across the border. I told him that I was going to a famous restaurant in Ft. Erie. He didn't have a problem with it and I continued to the destination. It was a plain building at the end of a road. There was a couple of cars parked outside. I got out and headed in the door. There was a small window just inside. A guy appeared, looked at me, and buzzed the door. I went in and stood at the counter. "You want a room or a locker?" "Uhhh. I guess I will take a room." "No problem. This your first time here?" "Yes." He told me the price for a room and I gave him money. He handed me a key and a towel and explained where I should go to find the rooms. I thanked him and walked in. There was a lounge with one guy sitting watching porn on the television. I turned right and walked up the narrow stairs. At the top, there was a long hallway with a bunch of doors. I walked down the hall and found my room. I unlocked it and went in. It was very small with just a small bed and a locker. My heart was pounding. I took off all of my clothes except my socks and locked them in the locker. I sent a text to the top. "I'm there." "OK. I will be there in about 20 minutes. Meet you at the sling." I wrapped the towel around my waist, grabbed my key and walked out of the room to explore. On this floor there was a long line of rooms. All of the doors were closed. There was also a small area with a couch and tv. It was empty. I walked back down the hall and went down the stairs. The guy was still sitting in the lounge watching porn on the tv. I walked past him and down the hall. There were more rooms and a bathroom down the hallway. I kept walking and found another open spot. I walked in and saw it. There was a sling in the middle. I had heard about them but never saw one before. I hung my towel on a hook and walked over to the sling. I got at the end and pulled my butt up until I was sitting on it. I leaned back and adjusted myself until I felt like I was on it securely. I looked up. There were loops hanging near the top of the chains at my feet. I adjusted myself and was able to get each foot in the loop. I felt very exposed. It was hot. I stayed there for a few minutes. Once I got a feel for it, I hopped out and walked around some more. There was still only the guy in the lounge. I went back up to my room and checked my phone. No messages. I went back downstairs and headed to the sling room again. I put my towel on the hook and climbed back into the sling. I laid back and put my feet in the loops again. I adjusted myself until I was at the edge. I stayed in this position for a bit. I tried to relax but my heart was pounding. Then, he appeared. He was the guy that I was talking to online. He was just wearing a towel. His pictures were very accurate. He was an average-sized man with a good body. He had a small belly but he was muscular as well. His nipples were pierced. He removed his towel and placed it on a chair and walked over to my head. I turned my head and took his semi-hard cock in his mouth. It immediately started to grow until it was about 8 inches long and above-average thickness. My neck started to get sore trying to stay turned and suck his cock but I kept sucking. He pulled out and moved down between my legs. He grabbed some lube and squirted it in my crack and pushed some in with his finger. He replaced one finger with two fingers and worked more into my hole. He squirted some lube on his cock and started to push into my hole. This was the biggest cock that I had taken before and it was a bit uncomfortable. Once the head was in, he held a bottle to his nose, closed the other nostril and inhaled. He switched nostrils. It must have been poppers. He handed the bottle to me. "I've never done them before." "They will help. Do what I just did" I took the bottle in my hand, held it to my right nostril, and closed my left nostril. I inhaled, held for a second, and exhaled. My head started to spin a little. I switched nostrils and repeated. As I exhaled, he pushed more of his cock into me. "Again but inhale more sharply and hold longer." I switched back to my right nostril and inhaled harder and held. He pushed more of his cock into me. I exhaled and repeated with the left nostril. As I was holding, he pushed the remainder of his cock into me. My head was spinning. I laid back and started to get lost to the feeling. He took the bottle from my hand and inhaled in each of his nostrils. I felt his cock swell. He grabbed the chains and started to fuck me. "mmmm. I love fucking bottoms like you here. So open. Taking my raw cock with no questions." My head was still spinning. "Oh yes, Sir. I love it." "You said you were negative right?" "Yes Sir." "I'm poz but undetectable." "mmmmmmmm I love poz/neg play." I felt his cock swell. "mmmmmm It can definitely be fun." My head was still spinning as I felt him fucking me hard. "Such a good slut hole. Taking my hard poz cock. I am about to dump my poz load deep in you. Here it comes!" He grabbed my hips and pushed hard into me. I felt his cock swell and felt cum shooting deep in me. Spurt. Spurt. Spurt. Spurt. I had never felt anyone actually cum in me before. Another first. He stayed in me for a minute and then pulled out. "Thanks, Sir." "Thank you. You going to be around for a bit? I am going to hang around for a while. Not sure if I will be able to fuck again. You really drained me." "OK. I may hang around a bit but we shall see." "OK. Have fun." My legs were a bit wobbly as I got out of the sling. I grabbed my towel and walked back towards my room. The top was sitting in the lounge with the other guy watching porn. We smiled at each other and I headed up to my room. I went in and got on the bed. I stuck a finger in my hole and then put it in my mouth. I savored the taste of the cum that was in there. I was just fucked but I was still horny. I left my room and walked around. There was nobody else there except the two in the lounge. I decided to head home. I got dressed, gathered my things, and headed back down. Nobody was in the lounge now. I checked out and drove home. When I got to the border, they asked me why I was in Canada. I told them that I went for lunch. He asked if it was good. I told him it was the best I had ever had. Once I got home, I followed my usual routine. I got naked, thought about my experience while I jerked off. Again, after I came, I had regret about what I had done. This time, the regret didn't seem to last as long. I found myself interested in going back to the bathhouse again. What was happening to me? __________________________________ Chapter 3 - The Fifth Step - A Big Twist In the next several months, I had gone back to the bathhouse a few times but had left frustrated each time. It was slow and I didn't manage to get bred at all. I was frustrated. In the meantime, I had talked with a lot of guys but it never went anywhere. I had found time to go to a local adult bookstore and bought a couple bottles of poppers. I started trying them when I jerked off and found that I became limp when using them. During this time, I also had a lot of good conversations with a Canadian guy named Jim. We started out talking online and then went to texting. "Hey Greg. How are you?" "Good. Horny to get bred as always but ok overall." "Cool. What are you into?" "I'm a submissive bb btm. Always looking to get bred." "mmmm. I am vers but became more of a top after I got pozzed." "Oh. You are poz?" "Yes but am on meds." "Ah ok. I am negative." "You on prep?" "No. Never been on prep." "Ah. Chasing?" I had read about chasing and had even jerked off to it many times but I was definitely not a chaser. "No Sir. Just enjoying bb sex. I am not a chaser." "No problem. I was a successful chaser." "Really? I have never talked to someone that chased." "Yep. I loved bb sex and knew that I would eventually get pozzed so I ended up seeking it out. Took a while before I got the gift but it was so much fun." "Wow. How did you end up getting it?" "I am not completely sure but I think it was after one of my visits to Steamworks in Toronto." We had many chats over the next few weeks. In all of them, there was a lot of poz talk and I found that I was horny each time. Then after a while, we talked about him breeding me. It made me a little nervous but since he was on meds, it was fine. Each time we tried to figure out a time and place, it just didn't seem to work out. After a couple of weeks, I ended up telling him that I was thinking of going to the Ft. Erie spa the next day. He mentioned that he might be able to make it but wasn't sure. The next day arrived. I prepped and sent him a text. "Are you available today?" I waited 15 minutes but got no response. "OK. I am heading out to the Ft. Erie spa." I waited another 15 minutes but still no response. I grabbed my poppers and lube and headed to Ft. Erie. As always, when I got to the border, I told them that I was meeting some friends for lunch. Afterward, I made my way to the bathhouse. It seemed a little busier than other times. It had three cars this time. I went in, paid my money for a room and headed in. I went into the room and locked my clothes in the locker. I checked my phone. Nothing. I sent him a text. "I'm at the bathhouse. I am going to walk around and will end up at the sling." No response. I took a hit of poppers and walked around. As usual, doors were closed. I heard some snoring coming from one of the rooms. Behind one of the doors, I could hear moaning. Someone was getting fucked. At least that was somewhat promising. I walked around some more and then went down and hopped in the sling. After several minutes, I got up and went back to my room. I checked my phone. Nothing. Looks like he has stiffed me. Typical. I hit the poppers and went back down and got into the sling again. I sat there for a few minutes and a guy came in. He was about my age, average size, and a little chubby. He came over to me and got between my legs. He dropped his towel, squirted some lube on his cock, jerked it a couple of times and pushed in. His cock was average size and slid in easily. I took hits of poppers in each nostril. He started fucking quickly and after several thrusts, he pushed in. He was cumming already. He stayed in me for a minute and started fucking again. He never withdrew. This time, he fucked me for several minutes and then pushed in me again. He held in me for a minute and then pulled out. He grabbed his towel and left the room. I was excited. I had no idea who he was and not a single word was spoken. I stayed in the sling. Several minutes later, the same guy came back into the room and got between my legs again. He stuck his finger in my hole and started fucking me with it. He dropped his towel, pulled his finger out, and pushed his cock in me. I hit the poppers in each nostril. He fucked me fast for a few minutes and then pushed in me again. He held still for a minute and started fucking me again. I have no idea how he could keep fucking after already cumming in me three times. This time, it took him longer to cum. After several minutes, he pushed in me and came again. He pulled out. "Enjoy those four loads." It was the first words he had spoken. "Thank you, Sir." He grabbed his towel and left. I stayed in the sling for several more minutes and finally climbed off. I headed toward my room and saw the guy was already dressed and heading out the door. I got back to my room and grabbed my phone. There was a message. It was from Jim. "Thanks slut. Enjoy those four loads." It was shocked. It was him. I thought he had stiffed me but he planned to just show up and breed me. "Thanks, Sir! I enjoyed them." No response. I decided that I had enough. I got dressed and drove home. When I got there, I did my usual ritual of reliving the experience and jerking off. My guilt returned but it was very minor. I enjoyed this. Several days passed. I was horny and I sent him a text message. I started jerking off. "Thanks again, Sir. I had fun." This time, he replied. "Thanks. I am glad. I enjoyed breeding you. I hadn't bred anyone in a while. Glad I could give you four loads." "Yes Sir. I have never had four loads in me at once before." I kept jerking off. "mmmm. I am glad I could give you four poz loads." "mmmmm Yes Sir. Four poz loads." I kept jerking off. I was getting closer to my edge. "Remember what I said? That I am poz but on meds?" "Yes Sir." I was almost to my edge. "It's true that I am on meds but they aren't working." My orgasm hit just as I saw that message. I came very hard. After I recovered, I looked at my phone again. What did he say? He said that the meds weren't working. "Wait. What do you mean?" "It means that I am poz and am taking meds but they haven't been effective against my strain." I grew scared. I enjoyed the fantasy and the risk but this was different. "ugh." "It's been several days. You might still have time to get pep. It might work." I was scared. I had gone too far. I went back through the chats. Nowhere had he said that he was undetectable. He only said that he was on meds. I resigned myself to becoming poz. As the next several weeks passed, I kept looking for any sign of the fuck flu but it never came. We continued to chat with each other and I continued to jerk off to the play. It even got to the point where we discussed possibly hooking up again. I knew that I probably shouldn't but still wanted to. As the weeks turned to months, we lost track of each other. __________________________________ Chapter 3 - The Sixth Step For a long time, I didn't hookup with anyone. I had gotten blood tests as part of normal doctor visits and it showed that I was still negative. During this time, I had changed jobs. As part of this job, I would go into the office on a Saturday once a month. Sometimes, I could get my work done early and it allowed me to have some free time after. For one of those Saturdays, I knew ahead of time that I would be done early. I was horny and needed to get bred. It had been a long time. I booked a local hotel for the evening and checked in before going to work. I went into work and took care of my job and then headed to the hotel. I got to my room and douched and prepared myself for the possibility of playing. I posted a party ad on BBRT looking for top breeders. I also hit the various apps looking for bareback tops. I got a few messages but they were flakes. Then, I got a message on BBRT. It was from a top that had a status of "Ask me". I responded to his message and told him that I was hosting in my hotel and gave him my number. A few minutes later, he texted me. "Hey. You looking to get bred tonight?" "Yes Sir. I am naked and doing poppers in my hotel room. What are you looking for?" "I am looking for a bareback bottom to breed." "Cool. I am ready whenever you are." "Where are you located?" I sent him the hotel name and address. "Cool. I am on my way. I will text you when I get there." "Can't wait." While I waited, I watched porn and hit my poppers. I put a towel on the bed, put the lube on the nightstand and turned off a bunch of the lights. About twenty minutes later, I got a text from him. "I'm here. Room number?" I responded with the room number. "Oh. I forgot to ask. Are you poz? neg? unsure?" "Poz" "On meds?" "No." My heart skipped a beat. He is poz and not on meds. He is toxic. I have never taken a known toxic load before. What should I do? I could just keep the door locked and not answer the door. While I was deciding what to do, I found myself walking to the door and propping it open. I went back to the bed and got in doggie position with my ass facing the door. A minute later, I heard someone walk in and close the door. I hit the poppers. I heard the sound of clothes hitting the floor. I hit the poppers again. I felt him climb on the bed behind me. I hit the poppers again. He rubbed my ass and ran his fingers in my crack. I heard the sound of the lube being opened and then he squirted it on my hole. He returned his finger to my hole and pushed in. He pulled out and pushed two fingers in. He pulled his fingers out and I heard the sound of lube being squirted again and then the sound of a cock being jerked. Then, I felt it. His hard cock was at the entrance of my hole. I hit the poppers hard and he pushed the head in. It felt great. He continued to slowly push until his entire cock was inside me. "mmmm. Love the feeling of your poz cock in my neg hole." "oh yeah, baby. I love your neg hole." He grabbed my hips and started to fuck me. My head was starting to clear a little from the poppers. What was I doing? I have a toxic poz cock in my hole. If he keeps fucking me, he will be dumping his toxic load in my hole. I am not on prep. He might infect me. Should I ask him to pull out? His cock feels so good in me. I hit the poppers again. My fears disappeared. His raw cock felt so good in me. "I'm getting close. Want me to pull out?" He was giving me a choice to pull out. "Noooo. Breed me" "You got it." He started to fuck faster and then pushed into me. I felt it. Spurt. Spurt. Spurt. He was dumping his toxic load in me. He stayed in me for a minute and then pulled out. I laid down on my stomach to make sure the load was staying in me. "Thank you, Sir." "You're welcome." I heard him putting his clothes on and the door unlatch. "Enjoy my load. Have a good night." He walked out and closed the door behind him. I laid there for a minute. What had I just done? I could probably go to the toilet and get the load to come out. I found myself reaching underneath myself. I better check on the load. I stuck my finger in and then brought it to my mouth. His cum was yummy. I pushed my finger back in my hole but this time, I started fucking myself with my fingers. I was getting hornier. I pulled my finger out and checked my phone. I had a message on one of the apps. "You interested in hosting the two of us tonight?" "Hi. Do you like sloppy seconds? I have a load in me already and looking for more." "mmmm. Great. We are both bareback tops." "You poz? neg? unknown?" "We are both poz." "mmmm. I am neg but have a poz load in me." "mmmmm. Great. When and where?" I sent them my hotel name and address. "Cool. We are like five minutes away. Ready for us?" "Yes. Let me know when you get here and I will give you the room number and then prop the door." "OK. See you in a few." What was I doing? I had a toxic load in me. I could stop now and might be ok. If I let these two guys breed me, they are going to work that load in me. It will increase my chances of getting pozzed. My phone buzzed. "We're here." I sent them my room number, propped the door open and then got back into doggie position on the bed with my ass facing the door. I hit the poppers. A couple of minutes later, I heard the door open and close. "What do we have here? A sloppy hole ready to get bred again?" "Yes Sir." "Good. We are going to enjoy this." I heard clothes hitting the floor and then felt them climb on the bed. I felt hands running over my butt and then a finger probed my hole. "Yep. He has a load in there. Joe. Go use his mouth. I want to get in his ass right now." I felt someone come around in front of me. He was a chubby white guy. His cock was semi-hard but looked average. I opened my mouth and he stuck his cock in. At the same time, I heard the sound of lube being squirted and a cock being jerked. I felt the tip of his cock at my hole. I continued to suck Joe's growing cock as I felt the other guy start to push into my hole. His cock felt much bigger but not uncomfortable. Joe spoke. "How's his hole, Malcolm?" "Tight but feels great. Hot and wet." I moaned as Malcolm started to fuck me. Joe tried to time it so that both were fucking my holes at the same time. I was lucky that Joe's cock wasn't too big or I would have been gagging. After several minutes, Malcolm spoke. "I've got to stop. Let's switch. I love ass to mouth. I want him to taste my poz cock and the remnants of that poz load he has in there." They both pulled out and switched positions. Malcolm was a thin black man. His cock looked to be about eight inches long and a above-average thickness. I opened my mouth and he pushed the tip in. I could taste cum and my ass on his cock. At the same time, Joe pushed into my used ass. After having Malcolm's cock in there, I couldn't really feel it. Malcolm pushed more of his cock in my mouth but not so much that would cause me to gag. Joe continued to fuck me and then spoke. "Want me to cum in him or want to switch again?" "Nah. Breed him. I want his hole real sloppy when I breed him." "OK." Joe sped up and then pushed into me. I could not feel him cum. Malcolm pulled out of my mouth and came behind me. Joe appeared in front of me and I took his softening cock into my mouth. I licked and sucked his cock to try to get any remnants of cum off it. Malcolm pushed into me. His cock felt so much better. "mmmm. It is so hot in there. I've got to drive those loads in deep." He held still for a second and started fucking me hard. On each thrust, I had to work hard to hold my balance. Joe pulled out and moved behind me. I grabbed my poppers and took a sharp hit in each nostril. He took his hands off my hips and grabbed my shoulders. On each thrust, it felt like he was driving even deeper into me. "Ready for my poz load, slut?" "Yes Sir. Breed me. Give me that poz load!" He slammed into me and I almost fell forward but I pushed back on him. Spurt. Spurt. Spurt. Spurt. I could feel his cum deep inside me. A few moments later, he pulled out and I immediately laid on my stomach. "Your hole is filled up with poz loads, slut." "Thank you, Sirs." I laid there as they got dressed and left. I turned to my side and stuck my finger in my hole. There was a lot of cum dripping out. I brought some to my mouth and tasted it. I got more and rubbed it on the tip of my cock. I moved to my back and started jerking. It didn't take long and then I came hard thinking about the poz loads in my neg hole. I was satisfied. I knew what satisifed me now. Taking multiple loads from tops that wanted to breed me. Poz loads excited me. __________________________________ Chapter 7 - The Conclusion Since that experience I have continued to play when I can. My BBRT profile says that I am negative and for "Your Status" it says "positive only." I don't get a chance to play often but when I do, I look for any and all tops. Of course, I look for poz tops first but will settle for tops that don't know or care about their status. I even look for neg tops if nobody else is available. Am I bugchaser? I would say no. I don't really want to become poz but I am a take-all-loads bottom that gets off on poz/neg play. Will I become poz? Probably. Will it shock me when it happens? Probably. What will I do then? I will probably become more versatile. There are a lot of neg guys out there that need encouragement to become like me.

As I drove home I reflected on what just happened. I went into an adult store and sucked cock and got fucked up the ass by total strangers. What is happening to me? I was confused and tired. Rather than sort it out I turned on the radio, blasted the music and drove home. I woke up the next morning and Rick texted me. R- so did you go to the ABS? D- Yes R-And tell me all I went over the night telling him how I sucked a guy off then got fucked by several guys including POZ guys R-Did you take your PEP? D-Yesterday yes. I will soon. R- Ok don't forget D- I won't R- Did any of them use condoms? D- Yes one guy did R-And D- I honestly didn't like the way it felt. It didn't really feel good. I couldn't feel the shape of the cock and it rubbing my inside. It felt plasticky. R- That's good D- ? R-Cause it means your pussy is sensitive and can really feel the cock. My ass tingled as I read that. D- yeah I guess so. Bare cock feel so much better in me. I feel more connected to the top. R-Yes you can. And your pussy is so amazing it latches on to the cock and milks it D- blush R- lol D- Its funny I hated condoms as a top but didn't realize the girls probably didn't like the feeling either....lol R- yeah they probably didn't but I think your pussy is more sensitive as theirs. It's definitely tighter: R- How did you feel at the end of the night? I paused a minute before responding. R-? D-Confused. It was a wild experience. I never thought I would do something like that. Give bj and get fucked by strangers in a public place. R-Did you enjoy it? D- Yes I think so. It was a new experience. R- You enjoy getting fucked by strangers? D- A couple of them yes. The two married guys not that much. R-Sorry gotta run back into my meeting R- Make sure to take your PEP D- Yes Daddy After we stopped texting I took my PEP got ready for work and school and left the house. I got to work and it was pretty routine then I went to class and then met my friends for drinks and pizza. I got home around 10pm and watched some TV. I was horny and ended up pulling out the dildo and fucking myself and jacked off. I came all over my stomach and ate my cum. R-What you up to? D-I just jacked off. R-LOL I have good timing. R- You going to the ABS D- No don't feel like it. What are you up to? R- Just finished fucking a hot boy. D- He is so lucky. How old was he? R- 19 yrs old just like you:) D- He know you are POZ? R- Yes that's how we met. He wanted to take my POZ load in him D- He on PREP? R- NO D-Wow that amazes me. He wants HIV. Rick didn't respond for a few minutes. D-? I waited a few more minutes. R- It is more than just wanting HIV. He and other want the intimacy and connection with the top. To offer himself to me, to give himself and accept my seed. My heart raced and my hole twitched reading it. I also got a warm feeling inside. D- I understand D- I miss you R- I miss you too R- What are you up to this weekend? I am not going to be home for a bit. My trip is going to be longer and I wont be home until Sunday. D-:( D- I don't know. R- going to bed now I have to get up early. TTYL D- Night I lay down in bed and thought of what he said about that guy he fucked and what Rick thought. I rubbed my cock and just thinking about it it just started to release cum. Not a lot as I just came but I had an orgasm so easily. That was a new thing. I just chalked it to being horny. I licked it up and fell asleep.

I kept looking on the app and seeing how many profiles are on there. As I was curious I wanted to do a search of people near me. As I looked through all the filters I was fascinated and excited. I went thru it and got click happy. Some of the terms I had to look up. I selected Top, Versatile Top 40 years of age and older Cum in my ass Cum in my mouth Kissing When I saw the area of HIV I paused. It had various things to select like: Negative Undetectable POZ Unknown POZ/HEP Don't care I left it blank and hit enter. About 40 profiles popped up with 15 online now. As I looked at them there several hot older men on the site. As I looked thru the profile listing about 25-30 of them were HIV+. Some undetectable and some POZ. Some were into other things I didn't recognize like FF, golden, scat and other. As I looked through the listing my cock started to get hard. There were some hot guys on here. Also some not so hot guys. I saw this one profile. Breeding TOP Looking for fun with all kinds. Top only here. Might consider with the right top. NEG bottoms to breed come to the front of the line. Passion and connection are important. Lets chat and get going. There were no pics of his face but his body was hot and lean and his cock was huge. There was another cock pic with a ring through the cock tip. It was huge. There were also pics of bottoms with cum leaking from their ass and one of his cock in an ass. Another profile was interesting. Fun Bear    Top Daddy for young bottoms. Bare only and HVRL here. Looking for any bottoms looking for fun. Open to kink, 420 and other fun. No drugs. His body wasn't lean like the others. He was 5'11 about 210lbs and had a pot belly and a hairy chest, beard and moustache. He was bald with an earring. He had his eyes and part of his face covered. Then I opened the pic for his cock and it was huge. It was over 9" long and thick. There was a biohazard tattoo above his cock. As I looked through the profiles I got hard and took out the dildo and started to fuck myself with it and jack off. Looking at those pics I worked my ass. I could feel it clench the dildo and suck it in and my cock was leaking so much. I kept this up for another minute then shot a huge load all over my stomach. After I came I licked up my cum and cleaned off the dildo. Even though I just came my cock was still hard and my ass didn't feel satisfied. I went back going through the profiles. As I read them and looked at all these pics my cock and ass ached. I thought about going to the ABS getting real cock but hesitated. I felt a bit ashamed and scared someone would see me there. I got the dildo and rammed it in my ass. I put log pillow that I had to rest my head and stuck it under me between my legs and used it to ride the dildo and push it in me. It was like I was riding Rick fucking myself on the cock. It felt so good and hit my insides in a different way. As I rode it I started to pant and without touching my cock I came and spurt all over the floor. I kept riding it and watched my cock leak with more cum. I bent down and licked the cum off the floor. I cleaned off the dildo savoring the taste and decided to go to bed.

These two installments give us readers some insight into what and how Dan is feeling and thinking. He admits that he is confused as to the ABS sex encounters. Dan's body clearly is far ahead of his mind in that it craves poz cock and cum in it. Obviously, Dan's socialization and education regarding HIV is prohibiting him from accepting that HIV can be a bonding element between top and bottom, and also a rite of passage for many gay men, especially bottoms. I believe @mancocois using these daily texts with Rick to condition Dan's mind to think in these terms, which I might add is quite realistic. Rick is also using his texts to maintain Dan's sexual desires toward him and his toxic cock with seductive suggestions that produce responses from Dan's body, namely the spontaneous orgasm that he has. I am betting the buildup with the professor leads to a major revelation for Dan. What this revelation is is not obvious, but I am sure when and how the professor and Dan hook up, it will be well worth the wait! (I honestly believed Dan and the professor would have already hooked up by this point) As usual, I eagerly await the next chapter(s) in Dan's journey into gay/poz sex.

There’s a discrete forest area not too far from my apartment, and the other night a guy with an anonymous profile on sniffies hit me up and asked if I was looking and down for a quick anon pump and dump. He was in his early-mid 20s and a college student. He was also taller than me, about 6’2” I think. I didn’t see his face, but based off the shape of his cock and his skin tone in the picture he sent, I think he may have been Latino. I told him that I was down and asked when he wanted to meet. He wanted to meet right away, and I told him I would be there in 15 minutes. At first, I had trouble finding the exact location of the meeting spot because of it was dark and there were many tress, hanging vines, and bushes. Eventually I ran into him, we said a quick hello, and I followed him in the dark on a small trail to a nearby clearing. I never saw his face, but I heard his deep voice and my hole was hungry for his cock. When we got to the small clearing I pulled down his shorts and began sucking his dick. He had a very big dick, even when soft. It was thick, long, and uncut, and fuck it tasted so good and felt amazing in my mouth. He got hard almost instantly. I sucked his dick for a while, longer than I normally would for a pump and dump (I could not get enough of his thick, long and hairy cock, and those balls…fuck). After a while his dick was very wet from spit, so I reached down to my hole and removed my glass plug, putting it in my vest pocket. I stood up, turned around and bent over, leaning against the nearest wooden railing I could find. He pushed his cock against my hole and I took a deep hit of poppers. I let the poppers take effect as I pushed my hole out, allowing him to enter more easily. I hit the poppers some more, and it didn’t take long before he was pounding my ass. After a few minutes, he came. He didn’t give me any verbal heads up—he just pumped his load deep into my ass. This was so fucking hot to me. I love being used, no words needed. You know that feeling when a top cums in you and gives you those slower, harder and deeper strokes as he finishes? It’s especially hot to me when it’s anonymous and they don’t say a word, but you know they just came in your ass. You can always tell when they’re about to breed you- shortly before they cum they start to go a lot faster and breathe harder, and then all of a sudden there’s those final 2-5 deep thrusts, with a longer pause, usually paired with a grunt or heavy breathing (just thinking about him breathing heavily and cumming in me is getting me hard again as I write this). After he came and pushed his load in deep, he pulled out, pulled his pants up and said thank you. I said thank you as well, then I left the area and walked on the trail back to the main street without looking back.

Quick back ground, my partner and I are in a master/slave relationship. I am the slave. Last Saturday Master arranged a gang bang, 9 guys breeding me. The twist is I was strapped to our fuck bench, cotton stuffed in my ears, then my head covered by a letter hood. The only opening was for my mouth. I was left that way for about 2 hours, during which time 9 men fucked me. I am curious if anyone else has experienced a fucking like that when you can't see or hear anything and can't move. It is a very interesting experience. I can't even really describe my feelings exactly. Maybe the closest is I lost track of myself. My feelings that I often have of being a fuckhole/cumdump/meat seemed to get really intense. Maybe it was sort of like a dream, I am not sure. FYI I have been hooded before like that, but it has never been in the context of nothing happening but being fucked. And I have been strapped to a fuck bench before and been gang banged. But when that has happened in the past I could see and hear. But the combination of the sensory deprevation and the gang bang really got in my head.

Chapter 26: Lingering Questions Clearview University Medical. Steighn wing, on-call waiting room. 21:36 MST. 31-Oct-20XX. REDACTED location. Trevor had honestly not thought about Clark Grant in months. Not consciously. The morning had already felt wrong. Elias and Toby already at home before shift change—too early, too quiet, too coordinated. They were supposed to be on a mission, not to return for a while. His brother had a sprained ankle, and Elias looked like he was physically ill. They’d told him just enough about what happened at Helixion to make it sound contained. Clinical. Handled. Too little, though. They avoided specifics. Avoided eye contact at the wrong moments. Elias had stood with his weight subtly forward, as if bracing for impact. Toby had filled in the silence with jokes that didn’t land. Trevor knew that posture. He lived with it. Both of them were intentionally not sharing something important. Likely, something had breached containment. Something had gone sideways. And they weren’t telling him everything. He had let it go—for the moment. He had to sleep. He had patients to follow up on. He had charts. He had a schedule. And he had an on-call shift to worry about. In all honesty, he had compartmentalized. Which is what left his mind wondering while half-listening to the TV in the call room, going through old emails on his laptop. The name alone stopped him cold. Clark Grant. For a second, Trevor simply stared at it. He didn’t know Clark well—not in the way one knows colleagues. Clark never worked at Clearview. They hadn’t gone to school together, although his reputation was known across the field. He had only ever appeared for Julian Marek’s appointments. Always impeccably dressed. Always composed. Always frighteningly intelligent. Clark spoke about viral load like it was architecture. About resistance mutations like they were chess moves. He had a way of dissecting medical information that made Trevor feel less like the attending physician and more like a peer being evaluated. He had been almost aggressively emotionless. Until Julian spoke. Trevor remembered the way Clark’s posture would shift when Julian reached for him. A fracture in the marble façade. A warm smile, a soft laugh. The only evidence that something human lived beneath the precision. Julian’s infection had been wrong from the start. Resistant in ways that defied expectation. Aggressive beyond established patterns. Six months from initial detection to hospice. Trevor still remembered admitting him to the now abandoned Dumpf Tower—the old hospice corridor that hospital administration had long ago deemed too expensive to renovate. The air there always smelled faintly of dust and something metallic. The lighting hummed. Julian lasted two days. Clark lasted two minutes after the monitors went flat. Trevor had stepped out to give him privacy. When he returned, the room was destroyed. Equipment overturned. Glass shattered. A chair split. Clark standing in the wreckage, hands bloodied, chest heaving—not screaming, not crying, but radiating a grief so violent it felt dangerous. Then, just as quickly, the mask snapped back into place. Trevor had never forgotten that transformation. Now he looked down at the email. It wasn’t frantic per se—not in a way most people would recognize. But for Clark Grant? From the many times they’d spoken, it was. The language was sharper than Trevor remembered. Less controlled. He was asking—no, pressing—for updates on the novel HIV drug trial he had pioneered. Mentioning that none of the other trial sites had responded. Emphasizing how critical it was to know whether it had succeeded. There was urgency threaded between the lines. Trevor felt a slow, cold unease coil in his gut. Clark Grant did not lose composure. Not in the clinic. Not in grief. Not even in rage. At least not so publicly. If he was reaching out like this—personally, bypassing institutional channels, using Trevor’s private email— Something had shifted. Trevor leaned back on the call room couch, the television playing muted in the background. His mind drifted unwillingly to that morning—to the way Elias had carefully chosen his words when mentioning Helixion. To Toby’s half-smile. To the deliberate omission of detail. They had mentioned Clark’s name in passing. Too casually. As if testing how it sounded in the air. He’d given them what he knew, pulling up the contact information they had shared at Julian’s funeral. Trevor felt the same hollow tightening in his chest he had felt that morning when Elias’s labs came back positive. That same surreal sense that the world had tilted half a degree off its axis. That sense of realizing something terrible had already been set in motion long before he was informed. He remembered how clinical he had tried to be then—reviewing Elias’s numbers, evaluating options, refusing panic. He remembered how Clark must have felt hearing him explain Julian’s resistance panel. Knowing something was wrong. Knowing the system wasn’t behaving the way it should. Trevor looked again at Clark’s email. Near-frantic, by Clark’s standards. And for the first time, Trevor wondered whether Elias’s infection had ever truly been random. The television flickered behind him. The hospital hummed. And somewhere in the back of his mind, the abandoned hospice wing felt less like a memory and more like a warning. The overhead speakers cracked to life before Trevor could respond to the email. “Trauma level one alert. Multiple inbound. ETA seven minutes. All available trauma personnel to the ambulance bay.” The charge nurse didn’t knock. She burst into the call room, already gloved, already moving. “Dr. Kade, we’ve got at least two criticals coming in. One MVC, something about an ambulance versus a pedestrian. And some sort of dog bite maybe? EMS sounded… off.” Trevor was on his feet before she finished the sentence. The email from Clark remained open on his laptop. Unanswered. He shoved the unease down into the same compartment he’d used that morning. There would be time later. There always had to be time later. He moved fast, muscle memory taking over. Trauma gown. Gloves. Face shield. The ER lights were too bright, the air too sharp with antiseptic. Controlled chaos bloomed outward from the ambulance bay as nurses and techs fell into position. The ambulance doors swung open. And Trevor’s world tilted. For half a second he thought he was looking into a mirror. Tobias. His twin brother. Looking like he’d just been through hell. Standing at the back of the rig, jaw tight, eyes scanning the bay like he expected gunfire instead of gurneys. The same face. Same bone structure. Same build. The only difference was the posture—Tex carried himself like he was still in a combat zone. Around them, staff froze. “What the—?” “I swear I just saw Dr. Kade upstairs.” “Didn’t he just walk past radiology like ten minutes ago?” Trevor didn’t move. Didn’t blink. His twin locked eyes with him. There was no greeting. No smile. No explanation. Just urgency. Behind Toby, strapped to a gurney and half-covered by a blanket, lay something massive and wrong. Even unconscious, it radiated a presence that made the hair on Trevor’s arms rise. “Toby… what the hell are you doing here?” The surrounding noise dulled, staff glancing between identical faces in quick, unsettled takes. Tex crossed the distance in three strides and caught Trevor by the arm, guiding him a few steps away from the cluster of nurses and rolling equipment. The first gurney passed behind them—Rafi, one of the regular paramedics in their ER, unconscious and strapped down tight. The second followed, heavier, wrong in a way the human brain resisted categorizing. “Trevor,” Tex said quietly. “Look at me.” Trevor did. His eyes were wide, breath shallow, physician’s composure fighting something far more personal. “Toby—what is going on?” Tex didn’t answer. Instead, he hooked two fingers under the edge of the blanket covering the second gurney and lifted it. Just enough. Trevor’s breath hitched sharply. Color drained from his face in an instant. What he saw beneath the fabric—skin too dark, anatomy subtly distorted, something fundamentally wrong pressed into every angle—stole the words from him entirely. “Is that what the fuck I think it is?” Trevor whispered. Tex lowered the blanket again carefully, resealing something volatile. He stepped closer, angling his body to shield Trevor’s reaction from prying eyes. “That,” Tex murmured near his ear, voice steady and grim, “is Elias’s and my boss. Commander Briggs.” Trevor swallowed hard. “That’s not—people don’t—” “I know,” Tex cut in. “Which is why we don’t have time. Elias is on his way here with another one.” As if summoned by the words, the automatic doors at the edge of the bay slid open with a sharp hiss. A familiar sedan rolled in too fast and braked hard near the curb. Elias was out before the engine fully died, coat half-buttoned, phone still in his hand. His eyes locked on Tex first—then shifted past him to the gurney. Behind Elias, a new person stumbled. It wasn’t subtle. One second he was upright, jaw clenched like he was forcing himself through something internal; the next, his steps faltered. He grabbed at his head with both hands as if trying to hold his thoughts in place. Trevor had seen catastrophic trauma before—burns, blast injuries, bodies torn open by forces most people only saw on the news—but nothing prepared him for Zero standing there in the shredded remains of his camo fatigues, fabric hanging in strips from a body that no longer fit inside human proportions. His chest was bare, skin darkened to an unnatural, slate-gray tone that was quickly becoming black, muscle carved and swollen as if overbuilt by design rather than training. Veins traced faintly beneath the surface like branching shadows. Trevor could even see what looked to be the beginning of horns threatening to breach the skin of his forehead. There was no sheet to soften it, no clinical barrier—just raw, altered flesh where a man should have been. Trevor’s breath caught despite himself. This wasn't an injury. It wasn’t disease progression as he understood it. It looked deliberate. Engineered. And whatever had remade this man had done so with terrifying precision. “No—not here—he’s too—something’s—” the man gasped. “He’s pulling—” Elias spun and caught him before he hit the pavement. “Hey. Hey. Look at me,” Elias said sharply, shifting instantly into crisis mode. “Breathe, buddy. Stay with me. Focus on my voice.” Trevor moved automatically to assist—and that was when he saw it. Elias’s free hand was pressed to his side. Too tight. Too deliberate. The shape of a compact handgun was poorly concealed beneath Elias’s coat, angled upward, muzzle resting discreetly against Zero’s ribs. Trevor froze for half a second. Elias met his eyes. The message was clear: If he turns, I end it. Trevor felt something cold slide down his spine. Tex was already moving. “Clear space,” he snapped at the surrounding staff. Elias looked up, relief and alarm colliding. “He was fine ten minutes ago. Then it was like something reached inside his head.” Tex had a syringe out before Elias finished the sentence. “Get back.” The smaller man tried weakly to pull away, mumbling something incoherent. Elias tightened his hold—just enough to steady him. The gun remained hidden but ready. “Sorry, buddy,” Tex muttered. He drove the needle into his neck and depressed the plunger in one smooth motion. Zero went slack almost immediately, weight sagging fully into Elias’s arms. The bay went quiet again. Too many witnesses. Too many questions. Trevor stared at Elias first—not at the unconscious man, not at the gurney—at the gun still pressed discreetly to the man’s side. Elias shifted slightly, sliding the weapon back beneath his coat as staff rushed in with another gurney. Trevor didn’t say anything. Not here. Not now. Instead, he turned back to Tex, jaw tight. “We can’t keep doing this out here. You just knocked whoever that was out in front of a quarter of the ER staff.” “I know,” Tex replied. “We need to get all of them in the most secure rooms you have.” Trevor pivoted toward the staff, voice snapping back into authority. “Is the new psych holding wing open?” A nurse nodded hesitantly. “Perfect, move all three patients there. Lock the wing down. No visitors. No exceptions.” There were no more questions. The command in his tone cut through hesitation. Staff moved. Elias helped lower Zero onto the gurney, one hand still hovering near his coat. Trevor noticed. He noticed everything. As the team turned toward the isolated wing, Trevor stepped close to Elias, voice low and controlled. “You brought a fucking gun into my ER,” he said quietly. Elias didn’t look at him. “If he turns, I won’t get a second chance.” Trevor swallowed. He hated that he feared Elias was right. Tex stepped in beside them. “Gravestone’s sedated. For now. Krell’s already trying to reroute us.” Elias’s jaw tightened. “Of course he is. Any ideas?” “None that are good,” Tex admitted. “We’ve got minutes before this becomes political instead of medical.” Trevor glanced back once more at the blanket-covered shape on the gurney. And at his husband, who had just calmly prepared to execute a man in his ambulance bay. “Call room,” Trevor said tightly. “Now.” Behind them, beneath restraints and fabric, something shifted—barely perceptible. But Trevor saw it. And for the first time, he wasn’t sure which terrified him more— What was under the blanket. Or what his husband and brother might be willing to do to stop it. — Clearview University Medical. Steighn wing, on-call waiting room. 21:54 MST. 31-Oct-20XX. REDACTED location. The call room door clicked shut behind them, muting the chaos of the ER to a dull, distant hum. Tex stripped off his jacket and tossed it onto the couch, already pulling the small black hard drive from his pocket. The anime stickers were peeling at the corners now, adhesive giving up after too many missions. Elias watched him carefully. “Tell me that’s not what I think it is.” “Depends,” Tex said, plugging it into Trevor’s laptop. “You think Pixel would leave us something boring?” The drive light blinked. A prompt appeared. Elias folded his arms. “You crack it already?” Tex snorted. “Please. Pixel uses the same encryption key every time. ‘Standard.’ Which is hilarious for someone who thinks they’re clever.” He typed quickly—no hesitation. The drive unlocked. Folders bloomed across the screen. Elias stepped closer, shoulder nearly brushing Tex’s. “You’re sure this is from Helixion?” Tex nodded once. “Pulled it out of a pile from the lab. The MPs hadn’t even had a chance to log it into the inventory.” He opened the main directory. PROJECT HELLION. Elias let out a slow breath. “Of course they named it that. Has Krell’s touch for sure.” Tex clicked through subfolders—viral scaffolding, delivery systems, genetic edits, containment reports. Then he stopped. “…Wait. This doesn’t make sense.” “What?” Elias asked. Tex scrolled back up and opened the carrier documentation. “They weren’t even using HIV as the base.” Elias frowned. “That doesn’t make sense. Everything you told me you’ve seen—” “—looks retroviral, yeah,” Tex finished. “But this? This is synthetic backbone engineering. Custom-built carrier. Designed from scratch. We don’t even have the ability to make stuff like this yet.” He pulled up another document, skimming the molecular diagrams. “What I saw in that temporary lab at Helixion,” Tex continued slowly, “was nothing like this.” Elias looked at him sharply. “Laymen’s terms, please.” Tex leaned back slightly, thinking. “It wasn’t clean like this. It wasn’t structured. It was… chaotic. Hemorrhagic markers everywhere. Cellular collapse patterns that looked closer to Marburg.” He shook his head. “Marburg spliced with retroviral behavior. HIV genetic markers all over the place.” Elias went very still. “That’s not possible,” he said quietly. “I know,” Tex replied. “But that’s what it looked like. Hemorrhagic pathology layered over immune manipulation. It shouldn’t have been stable. Yet, somehow it was. And this Hellion virus? It wasn’t even remotely stable.” He tapped the screen. “This? Hellion? This is tidy. Controlled. Military neat. And utterly useless.” Elias scanned the lead names. Lead Research Scientist: Dr. Clark Grant; Project Manager: Jack Blaine They both stared at the second name. “Jack?” Elias said, incredulous. Tex let out a humorless laugh. “Yeah. That Jack.” The jittery, erratic, always-half-strung-out project manager who never seemed fully present the night before. “That guy couldn’t manage his own name,” Elias muttered. “He looked like he was perpetually coming down from something, and lost his mind in the process.” Tex scrolled through internal memos—budget reallocations, cross-department suppression orders, data silos. “This is coordinated,” Tex said. “Long-term. Strategic. You don’t pull this off by accident.” Elias shook his head slowly. “So he was acting after all.” “Or hiding behind the act,” Tex corrected. “No one pays attention to the screw-up in the corner. He really did play all of us for fools.” They fell silent for a beat. Tex’s eyes caught something else—an email in Trevor’s inbox. From: Clark Grant Subject: Follow Up on New HIV Drug Trials Tex clicked it open. Grant’s message was direct. Controlled. Curious. He referenced the novel HIV drug he had been pioneering—asking whether the clinical trials had produced meaningful results. Mentioning that other trial sites hadn’t responded to his outreach. Emphasizing that it was important to know whether the treatment had worked. Elias read it once, then again. “That tone,” Elias murmured. “He almost sounds frantic. Definitely not the Clark Grant either of us met.” Tex nodded slowly. “Yeah.” He clicked back to the Hellion directory. Near the bottom sat a document marked ADMINISTRATIVE ORDER — PROJECT HELLION. Signed: J. Blaine. Dated one week prior. Tex opened it. “Effective immediately, Dr. Clark Grant is removed from Project Hellion oversight. All independent research under his supervision is to be absorbed into Hellion central development.” Tex felt his stomach drop. “He kicked Grant off,” Elias said quietly. “And absorbed all of his research,” Tex added. They looked at each other. “Grant didn’t leave,” Elias said. “He was removed.” Tex nodded. “Guy made sure to point that out every chance he got to Krell. I thought he was just bitter about it, but…” “And now he’s emailing about his HIV drug trials,” Elias continued. “Which he no longer has access to.” Tex leaned back, thinking hard. “What if Grant figured out what Jack was doing?” he said slowly. Elias’s eyes narrowed. “You think he was trying to shut it down?” “Or undermine it,” Tex said. “If Hellion wasn’t built on HIV originally, but Jack folded Grant’s research into it later…” He trailed off. “…Then Grant’s drug might interfere with it,” Elias finished. Tex’s jaw tightened. “What I saw at Helixion,” he said quietly, “wasn’t stable. It was evolving. Like something that shouldn’t exist but keeps adapting anyway.” Elias nodded once. “If Grant developed a targeted antiviral—” “—and if that antiviral interacts with whatever Jack grafted onto Hellion,” Tex said, “then it might not just be a treatment.” Elias looked at him sharply. “It might be a countermeasure.” Silence settled heavily between them. Grant’s email suddenly felt less like curiosity—and more like urgency. Tex stared at the screen. “Maybe Grant wasn’t building a weapon,” he murmured. “Maybe he was trying to stop one.” Elias folded his arms tighter. “And if Jack cut him out because he got too close…” Tex nodded. “…then Grant’s drug might be the only thing that can slow this down.” The call room felt smaller suddenly. Outside, the ER continued humming—unaware of the war quietly unfolding inside a laptop screen. Tex closed the Hellion folder slowly. “Okay,” he said. “We need to find Grant. Like now.” Elias’s expression darkened. “And we need to figure out if he’s the solution to this nightmare,” Elias said quietly.

Is that guy blessed with an ass or what! I bet he has the sweetest smelling little blond fuzzy hole! I'd tongue fuck while I watch him make his O face!!! SIT.ON.MY.FACE!

I love Lights Out Mondays at Berkeley Steamworks, its more dim than total dark, but top guys seem more open with sliding it inside me, like darkness freed them.

4. Jake licked the cum from his lips and smiled up at the sweating bear. The thick humid air of the sauna had a heavy musk to it now. Jake was naked, kneeling on the floor. The big older man smacked his delating cock on Jake’s lips. The he thanked the horny slut in a low rumbling voice and left. Pleased with himself, Jake moved back to the bench where he’d left his towel and sat back down. He lent back against the wooden wall of the room and closed his eyes for a moment. Twenty days had passed since he’d first met Sir. He hadn’t touched his cock in almost three weeks. The only way he’d been able to cum was by bashing his prostate until thick spunk leaked from his straining cage. Cumming through his cage, however, didn’t come with the same relief that a normal orgasm did. Quite the opposite. The pleasure he got fucking a load out of himself (or having it fuck out of him) was overwhelming and intoxicating, and addicting. Each time it happened he craved it more. Instead of feeling satiated he felt hornier and more desperate to get fucked. Getting fucked by Adam, having someone from his real life know the transformation he was undergoing, had been like the breaking of a dam. His nerves were gone. Someone he knew, his friend, had found him on the app; had flirted with him; and untimely got him to confess his becoming a caged horny sub slut for a monster cock. More than that his friend had pounded him into oblivion and sent him home with a massive load him. What more was there to lose? Adam quickly became a regular fuck buddy like Mike. Between the two of them Jake’s hole was never empty of spunk. Yet that wasn’t enough. He’d kept cruising the apps, finding more men to fuck him. He invited them to is house. He traveled to different boroughs for big enough dick. He’d become what Adam called a cockslut. He didn’t really care who it was attached to, he just wanted to get fucked. Sir had been the one to tell him about the sauna and gotten him a membership to the gym. “There’s nothing sluttier than servicing a man where anyone could catch you,” Sir had said, as he plunged a massive dildo in and out of Jake’s hole. “That’s the kind of slut who’s worthy of taking my meat.” Jake had gone to the gym right after Sir had told him about it. He’d worked out just enough to feel like it wasn’t completely obvious why he was there. Then he’d gone to the sauna. He’d been shocked by how easy it was to pick up guys there. The bear he’d just blown had actually been the third. The first, a smooth muscle jock with massive nipples and a wickedly upcurved dick, had basically just taken off his towel and shaken it at Jake as soon as they made eye contact. Jake, still in his towel had gone over and started sucking the guy. He hadn’t seen the second guy come in but he soon felt hands on his hips and his towel drop to the floor. The second guy hadn’t even say anything too him, he just started rubbing his already had cock on Jake’s hole. “Fuck me,” he’d said without looking over his shoulder. The guy didn’t need any more encouragement than that. He’s spat on Jake’s hole an pushed his cock deep inside. The fuck had been fast, the unseen man holding Jake’s hips tight and pounding feverously. Sweat had dripped from all three of theme in the hot room. Soon the unseen man started to grunt and pant. Jake knew what was coming. With one last hard thrust he buried his cock in Jake and shot his load. Jake felt the now familiar and needed warmth of cum being pumped into his guts. Then the guy pulled out, smacked Jake on the ass and left. The first guy had pulled Jake off his cock then and spun him around. Jake landed on his lap, facing out into the room. He sat down hard on the jock’s cock and rode him. The jock held onto his hips, guiding him up and down. Jake ground his hips back. He felt the pressure building inside him. It was almost like he had to pee. It welled up, filling him, becoming an unstoppable floor. Right as the jock forced himself up into Jake to unload, the flood crashed over the dams inside Jake and cock bubbled from the tip of his cage. It spilled down his balls and dripped onto the floor. His whole body felt like it was on fire. He was shaking as the Jake pumped his spasming cock in and out of him. “Fuck, thanks man,” the jock said, pushing Jake off his cock. “Any time,” Jake said, grabbing his towel off the floor and tossing it over his shoulder. “I’m usually here around this time Monday, Wednesday, Friday. Maybe I’ll see you again.” Then the jock left. Jake had gone back to the bench, assuming that was all the action he was going to get. Then the bear had walked in, and immediately dropped his towel. There had been a few silent moments before he locked eyes with Jake and started stroking. Without saying a word Jake had gone over to him, gotten on his knees and sucked the cum from his cock. As Jake recounted the story to Sir the next night the older man twisted four fingers in and out of his hole. It was easy now. He barely needed any warm up before three fingers slipped inside him. The fourth just felt like a easy stretch. Sir looked admiringly at the lips forming around Jake’s hole. In just a few weeks Jake had transformed his hole from a tight seldom used pucker to a welcoming pussy. He bent his thumb in and pressed his spear shaped fingers against Jake’s ring. Jake watched in the mirror above the sling and Sir’s knuckles butted up against his hole. He whimpered and pushed out as Sir had instructed him over and over again. He felt himself stretch. He closed his eyes, willing himself open. There was a moment of impossible tension before his hole gave way and his body opened up. Jake felt himself bloom like a rose. His hole expanded and Sir’s fist slipped inside him. “Oh my God!” Jake screamed. He felt hot. Sweat sprung up all over his body. It was unlike anything he’d ever known. His toys were one thing, but being stretched around Sir’s hand was another. It was like he’s passed some new threshold. He reached a new level. Sir smiled down at his toy. He watched the shock and pleasure wash over Jake’s face as he pulled his hand back and then slipped it in again. It was easier the second time. Jake’s hole had learned over the past three weeks how to give in. “Good boy. Good boy,” Sir cooed as he fisted Jake. “That’s it. Fucking sweet. Your hole looks so fucking hot stretched around my fist.” “Oh my God Sir! It feels so good!” Jake was shaking a little. He couldn’t focus. He was overloaded with pleasure. He felt the pressure in his groin again. He thought he was going to cum having Sir’s fist inside him. Then with a sudden spurt something else happened. Hot piss shot out of his caged and splattered across his stomach. “Fuck! I’m sorry Fuck I can’t… I can’t stop!” Jake cried as he pissed all over his own torso. “Don’t stop yourself boy. Give in. That’s what your body wants to do. Fuck yeah. So fucking hot. Having my fist in your hole was too much for you boy, wasn’t it? Couldn’t even control your bladder anymore. Fuck that’s so hot. You hot fucking slut!” “Fuck! Thank you!” “Good boy.” Sir got Jake out of the sling and took him over to the bed. He laid the boy on his back squatting over his face. “Suck my cock boy. Choke it down and work my load out.” Jake had gotten good at taking Sir’s cock in his mouth, as much as that was possible. He greedily swallowed the tip, and wrapped his lips around the shaft. He stroked from the base with one hand and cupped Sir’s massive balls with the other. Sir grabbed Jake’s hips and bent him upwards. He fingered the boy’s upturned hole again working back up to his fist. Jake whimpered and groaned as he swallowed Sir. Just as Sir felt his load boiling over he pushed his fist back into Jake’s hole stretching him wide. His cock spasmed and a flood of hot cum pumped into Jake’s eager mouth. He could feel the boy’s hole tighten and twitch around his wrist. Through ragged breaths Sir said, “That’s it boy. That’s it. You’re almost ready now. Good boy.” The next day Jake reported to Sir’s place a 7pm sharp as instructed. He used his key to open the front door and then strip off. He was nervous. Sir hadn’t told him what he was planning he’d just given Jake very specific instructions when they’d kissed at the front door the night before. “Tomorrow, 7pm don’t be late. Let yourself in, take off your clothes and come down into the basement. I’ve got a surprise planned.” Jake made his way through the now familiar house to the basement door. He heard the low rumble of music, and what he thought might be voices. Maybe Sir had some sort of video playing he thought as he opened the door. Nervous as to what he was going to find in the play room, Jake descended the stairs. The playroom was full of people. Men of all sorts, different ages, different body types were milling around all of them naked or almost naked. For a second Jake just looked around in shock. “Good you’re on time,” Sir’s voice said, booming above the din. “Gent’s meet our guest of honor.” Appearing out of the crowd Sir swooped up to Jake and caught him tight around the middle. He pulled the boy close to him and kissed him hard on the lips. He felt Jake melt into him, the tension leaving the boy’s body. “These men are going to get you ready for me,” he said in a low voice so only Jake could hear. “They’re going to fuck you, and pump your sweet hole full of cum and then you’ll be ready for me. Tonight you’re going to finally take my cock inside your sweet hole. All your hard work will pay off and you will finally be my slut.” “Fuck,” Jake whispered. He felt almost light headed being so close to finally getting what he’d wanted so long. “Is that what you want boy?” He took Jake’s hand and put it on his bulging jock. “Yes Sir. Fuck. I want it so bad. I want to be your slut so badly! Its all I want Sir! Please! Please fuck me!” “Good boy, get in the sling so my friends can stretch you out.” Jake, with the help of a few of the men, clambered into the sling. Cuffs were attached to his wrists and ankles. Then the cuffs were linked to the chains of the sling. He looked up in the mirror at himself, immobilized in a sling, naked with his cock locked in a cage so small his balls completely obscured his nub. Four weeks ago he’d never have imagined he’d be here. He could never have imagined wanting this. Now it was all he wanted. He wanted Sir’s cock, that was his ultimate goal, but he wanted these other men too. He wanted them to fuck him. He knew it as soon as Sir said it. He wanted all of them inside him. Jake the vanilla top was gone, there was no bringing him back, and Jake didn’t want to. He worried a little about what would happen when Chris came back in a week, but he pushed that out of his mind. What Chris would say was a problem for future Jake. The first man stepped up between Jake’s legs. He was tall and dark with a square face. His broad chest bristled with hair, and large silver rings hung from his nipples. He rubbed his cock between Jake’s cheeks. “Do it,” Jake said in a horny breathless voice, “Fuck me!” Jake really had no idea how many guys were there. He’d been counting at first. After the first guy came a short man with a wide cock and blunt head. Then the older guy with the long uncut dick. There was a couple, one tall with a curved dick one short with a narrow dick. They’d taken turns on him, one fucking his face while the other plowed his hole. Then there was the guy who looked like he barely 18. Thin with floppy hair and a few whips of chest hair. He’d whipped out a fat purple cock from his cock and pounded Jake with an inexperienced ferocity. He came quickly, pumping a massive load into Jake’s hungry hole. There were the two who looked like brothers; then a nervous looking guy with wide shoulders and a slight gut; the gym bunny, and then nerd still wearing his glasses. Somewhere between the tenth and fifteenth guy Jake lost count. Eventually he was moved to the bed where he was pulled down on top of a trim hairy guy in his forties. The guy slipped his cock inside Jake’s abused hole and then held him tight to his chest. Another guy got behind Jake and pushed his cock head against Jake’s hole. For a second it felt like it wouldn’t fit. Then his hole gave way and Jake was double penetrated. The two tops moaned together as the used Jake’s ass. Jake whimpered and begged them both for their loads. The guy behind Jake came first. As soon as he pulled out another guy took his place. Sir watched, never far from Jake’s side, rubbing his bulge. He whispered encouragement in Jake’s ear, and told him how proud he was of him. He told Jake how sexy he looked stretched around all these men’s cocks. He told Jake how much he wanted to fuck him. Jake thanked him, and begged him to finally fuck him. He looked Sir right in the eyes and said, “I need it. I need your cock. I need to be yours!” Mike was now under Jake, his cock stuffed in his hole next to a wiry ginger’s. “Give him your load,” Sir said, his voice thick with lust, “Lube up my sluts hole. It’s time.” That pushed Mike and the ginger over the edge. They both bucked up into Jake and almost at the same time shot their loads. Sir disentangled Jake from the other men and led him back over to the sling. He helped him up into it. No restraints this time. Sir bent over Jake and kissed him. It was a tender kiss, full of meaning and heavy need. “Are you ready boy?” Sir said, his voice quiet. “Yes. God yes! Please! Please fuck me Sir!” “Good boy.” Sir dropped his straining jock and let his monster flop out. He dropped it onto Jake’s body, covering his balls and tiny numb. The shinning, precum slip head reached well past Jake’s belly button and up to his sternum. It looked even bigger against his body. That didn’t change what Jake wanted. “Please,” he said, looking at Sir with desperation. That was it. That was the cue that he had truly broken the boy. Sir lubed up his cock and placed the head against Jake’s cum filled hole. Jake was burning. He tried to keep his body relaxed, but he was nervous and excited. He felt the familiar pressure of a cock head against his ring, but Sir’s cock was so much more than a normal cock. It felt impossible. Despite having taken a fist the day before, spent the entire night stretched around a fat plug, and having just been pulled off of two cock, Sir’s cock felt impossibly big. “Close your eyes.” Sir said, his voice soft but commanding. “This first time, close your eyes and picture me inside you.” Jake did as he was told. He closed his eyes and pictured Sir’s cock slipping into him. In his imagination he could see himself in the mirror, spread out in the sling, his hole opening easily. He imagined Sir’s mammoth girth slipping inside him as if it were a normal cock. In his mind there was no resistance, he had no difficulty opening up for Sir. He felt the pressure of Sir’s cock increase. He thought about how good it would feel. He imagined it being easy. The pressure increased and then it was gone. He felt himself stretch. His hole gaped wide and swallowed Sir’s pumped silicone filled cock head. “That’s it.” Sir said, rubbing Jake’s chest soothingly. “That’s it boy. You’re doing it.” Jake opened easily now. His body knew what to do, and it released itself. Sir sank deeper and deeper inside Jake’s warm guts. He felt the cum of his friends coating his monster shaft as he pushed inside. All around him the other guys watched Jake take Sir for the first time. The room was almost silent except for Jakes constant uncontrollable whimpers. “Fuck! Holy fuck! It feels so good! God! Fuck you’re just so big! It’s so big Sir. It feels so good though! Fuck! Fuck! Take me! Please, take me! Make me your slut Sir! I need it. I need you to fuck me! I need you to breed me. Finally! Please I need it.” Sir grabbed Jake’s hips and started fucking the first half of his cock into the boy’s steadily opening hole. He pushed a little deeper with each thrust, forcing more and more of himself inside. Jake opened easily. His body needed Sir inside it as much as his mind did. The two of them were moaning. Jake’s constant begging cries became unintelligible as Sir sunk to the hilt. “That’s it boy. Im all the way inside you. All that training payed off. You took my monster.” Holding the chains of the sling Sir swung Jake back and forth. His thrusts crashing against Jake as he swung back each time. Jake had never imagined it would feel this good. It was more than he could understand. He was overwhelmed. He saw stars burst in front of his eyes, and he clocked a strange guttural sound being forced from his lips each time Sir bottomed out in him again. He’d become just a hole. His cock, locked away and leaking, had become irrelevant, and now that Sir was inside him so had everything else. He almost forgot they had an audience. All he could think about was how good it felt to finally have Sir inside him, and how much he wanted Sir’s load. Sweat curled through Sir’s chest hair in little rivers. It dripped down onto Jake’s body. They were both red in the face. Musk hung in the air all around them, fueling them like poppers. “God this hole feels so good. My new pussy. Fuck! A freshly trained cunt desperate for my load. Fuck boy. That’s what you want isn’t it?” “Yes Sir!” “Say it! Tell me what you want slut!” “Your load Sir! Please! Fucking breed me!” “That’s right faggot! Take my fucking load!” Sir roared like a lion. His head tilted back, his eyes closed tight. Every muscle in his body seemed to tense as his balls pulled tight to his cock. He pulled Jake to him, cramming every inch of his dick into the boy. Jake thought he felt Sir’s cock swell before the hot liquid poured into him. It pumped and pumped until Jake thought he was so full it would come out of his nose. Cum erupted form Jake’s cage spattering his body. His body shook and his chest heaved. In his head there was a dull buzzing. Then it all seemed to stop, and quiet contentment washed over him. He had Sir’s cock inside him. He’d just taken Sir’s load. He’d done it. He’d proven himself. He had become Sir’s boy. Epilogue The other guys soon left them, a few shooting their loads over the spent Jake before they left. Then Sir helped Jake out of the sling and took him upstairs. They showered together, Sir gently cleaning off Jake’s tired body. Then the fell into the big bed they’d shared the first night and slept. Sometime in the early hours Sir woke to Jake pushing himself back on him. He’d gotten hard in his sleep, and Jake had worked his battered hole onto the tip. Sir wrapped a big arm around the boy and pulled him close. His cock sunk into Jake’s ass and he slowly fucked another load into him. They fell asleep like that, Sir’s cock wresting right at the entrance to Jake’s ass. Just as he’d promised the next morning Sir’ asked Jake if he wanted his cock unlocked. Jake didn’t even hesitate before he empathically said no. He wanted to be Sir’s boy. “What does that mean for your boyfriend?” Sir asked. “I thought you were the top? It would be hard to explain the cage even as a bottom.” “Honestly I don’t really know yet.” Jake said, with a nervous grin. He’d felt like his heart was going to burst out of his chest he was so nervous going over to Chris’s place the night he got back. He still didn’t know what to say. He didn’t want to break up. He knew that much. He also knew that he couldn’t be who he had been. They would need to be something new if anything was going to work out. “It was fun. I mean dinner theatre is always kinda terrible, but the cast was cool. Not that I ever need to do Hairspray again. Seriously. How many times can you be a Nicest Kid in Town while inching closer and closer to thirty.” Christ was info dumping as he unpacked and Jake say on his bed. When Jake didn’t laugh at his joke he turned to look at his boyfriend. “What’s up?” “Well… look… there’s something I have to tell you.” “Ok…” “I don’t really know where to start. I guess, first… This story is gonna be kinda shocking, but also its important you remember I still want to be with you….” “Ok…. What are you talking about…” “Maybe it’s better if I just show you.” Hands shaking Jake stood up and pulled down his pants. He hesitated for a second and then shoved the briefs he was wearing down too. Christ stared, not really understanding what he was seeing at first. “Are you wearing a cock cage?” “Ok… so that’s the story. When you first went out of town I went out with the guys…” Jake explained everything, at first keeping it vague not wanting to overwhelm Chris. Then he noticed the bulge in his boyfriend’s pants. As he described his first time going over to Mike’s house he got more and more explicit. He described Mike pulling the plug from his hole and licking around his stretched ass. He repeated Mike’s words about it being one thing to take his cock when Sir was watching but another when Sir wasn’t there. He told Chris about Mike summoning him back to his apartment the next day and the next. Then he told Chris about getting back on the hook up apps and changing his preferences. He paused before admitting that the first person he found was Adam, but by now Chris was obviously trying to keep his hands away from his bulging crotch. Jake told him about Adam becoming a regular fuck buddy, about the other men Sir sent him to service, about picking up more guys on the apps. He described his trips to the sauna, and then finally the orgy Sir arranged for him. “I really have no idea how many guys were there. I gave up counting. They just kept coming and fucking me. Then the pulled me onto the bed and two of them double penetrated me. After the first guy came another slammed right in. I just stayed on top of the same guy and a bunch of them stuffed me with him. I felt so fucking loose. That’s when Sir finally decided I was ready. “He took me back to sling and told me to close my eyes. He had me imagine being able to take him and then suddenly… he was inside me.” Chris was openly rubbing his crotch as Jake described the bliss he felt finally taking Sir’s load. After Jake finished Chris was silent for a long moment before saying, “So… you’re his boy now?” “I… I guess yeah. Which I know changes things for us, and that maybe you’re not… I don’t know. I am sorry. I just…” “When did he last fuck you?” “This morning…” “Do you still have his load inside you?” Chris didn’t quite sound angry, Jake couldn’t place his tone. “I… yeah.” “On your hands and knees. Show me what you’ve done to your hole faggot.” Jake blinked, surprised, but did as Chris instructed. He got on the bed on his hands and knees and presented his hole to Chris. For a moment nothing happened and then he heard the sound of clothes being shushed. Looking over his shoulder Jake watched Christ strip off. Without saying another word Chris got behind Jake, spat on his hole and shoved his cock inside Jake’s ass. Christ wasn’t small but he certainly was smaller than Sir. His dick sunk into Jake’s hole with ease. “Fucking ruined faggot hole. Fuck! I never wanted to top because I hate fucking with condoms. I’m gonna enjoy keeping this fucking cunt lubed up for Sir.”

This was years ago when I lived back in Cleveland.. I was chatting with this guy online for quite a while, he said he was bi but hadn’t done anything yet, but was getting divorced from his wife.. we chatted for a few weeks before he finally decide he would have me over to suck his dick. He lived about 20 minutes from me and one night I was online and he messaged me asking me to go over and suck his dick, so he gave me directions and I went over.. I got there and he had some rock music on and he took me into the living room and I could tell he was a little nervous but he dropped his pants and sat down on the couch so I could suck him off.. I got on my knees and wen to work sucking him off and was sucking him for about 5 minutes and all of a sudden I heard someone yell out “What the fuck!?!?!” .. the guy I was sucking was just as startled and I was, I picked my head up and saw a guy standing there looking at us in total disbelief, and he said “what the fuck is going on here?” ..it turns out it was the guy’s brother! The guy I was sucking on quickly said “this dude give awesome head, you should try it..” I looked over at his brother who was standing there still in shock, not sure what to say ... he just looked at his brother then looked at me and stayed startled for about 20 seconds not saying anything.. finally he started to walk toward me saying “what the fuck, I could use some good head” unzipped his pants and pulled his dick out.. he let me start sucking him off and I could feel him growing in my mouth, turns out his dick was bigger than his brothers and much fatter too.. I sucked him off while his brother watched and after a few minutes he seemed to get into hit, he grabbed hold of my head and started to fuck my face... suddenly he let out a huge grunt and a deep moan and started to blast gobs of cum down my throat.. to this day, hes still one of the largest shooters I’ve ever encountered.. he filled my mouth up, his dick was throbbing like crazy in my mouth and finally he finished and just left his dick in my mouth, I sucked him clean, he put his dick back in his pants and then walked off into another room. The first guy grabbed my head and steered it back toward his dick and I sucked him off too and then left.. come to find out later, he had been living with his brother since he and his wife separated and his brother was supposed to go out with a friend for the night but I guess the friend never showed up so the brother came home. Ever now and then I’d get a call from him late at night wanting me to go over and suck them both, it was usually after they’d been drinking got horny and wanted to get off.

Early this morning I was in Fort Tryon Park in Washington Heights and took this black niggas dick in the gazebo. He put 10 nutts (maybe more) in me. He kept fucking me, nonstop, nutting in me and going. He was about 6 inches, but I wanted dick, raw dick, and didn't care. We were the only ones in there for a while. Someone came in the gazebo while we were fucking, and we kept fucking. We didn't care. There were times where he'd nutt in me, and eat his cum, and my juices out of my hole. At that time, we were doggy on the concete floor. When the sex was done, I was on the subway and looked down and I had dirt prints on my knees and on my coat from being a slut, and didn't care. I was loaded. We were fucking for a while, I still feel all the dick he gave in my hole, for I'm sorta sore. My load count for this year is now 16.

Yesterday I received an SMS from an unknown number with no picture saying 'Mark gave me your number'. Mark is my owner who likes to whore me out without consulting me. Whenever I get a message like this one I know he has been advertising my holes and showing pictures of me getting fucked. And I know that he has arranged a hookup for me. I replied 'Do you want to breed my mouth or ass and when?' He gave me his hotel name and room number and said to be there at 10am today and to tell hotel reception I had a meeting so they could allow me access to his floor. His hotel door was open. He was in the bathroom. I made my way to the bedrooms, got out of my clothes, assumed the doggy position on the bed, and took a hit of poppers. He entered the room and without saying hello plunged his lubed, thick cock into my cunt. After several minutes of pounding he removed his cock from my ass and ordered me to suck it. This was my first time to see him, a heavyset, bearded guy in his mid 40s. Not great looking but a good fuck. I started to deepthroat him and he took this as an invitation to face-fuck me hard. He told me that he was close to cumming so I spun around to allow him plunge his dick into my open, sloppy hole. He came hard into my ass, pulsing with each spasm. After he withdrew I took his penis in my mouth to clean it. I got dressed and told him to call me when he was next in town and to give my number to any colleagues or friends who might need relief. I drove home with his cum leaking from my ass.

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?

Thank you for the nice comments. Again sorry for typos and grammar. Enjoy. I took my PEP today on my way to work as usual. It was 11pm. Do I go to the ABS now? Why not? I got dressed. I put on jeans t-shirt and a baseball cap. I drove to the ABS and was familar with the area as this is the part of town where the Professor is planning the field trip. I stayed in the car as I was nervous. What am I doing here? I am really going to let total strangers fuck me? R- If you are nervous and not sure what to do, listen to your body. Crap how did he know. I decided to go in. I walked in and saw the clerk behind the counter. He was an older guy thin about 55 years old. He looked at me. "You 18. I need ID" he asked "Yes" and handed him my college ID I handed him a $20 and he gave me $1. "Have fun" he said smiling It was cold as if the AC was on high. It also had that cleaner sperm smell. I walked through the hallway. I found an empty booth and closed the door. I put in my dollar and the video came on. A girl was getting fucked. She was pretty hot and then she turned over and it was a shemale, and she was hung. Wow, sexy I thought. I went to the menu. There was straight, gay, bi and trans. I paused. Who was I kidding, I clicked gay. The movie came on with a young guy and an older guy who was buff but had a belly and was hairy and he had a beard. As I started to take out my cock someone opened my door. Crap I didn't lock it. I guy came in. He was handsome, early 40's. He pulled out his cock and asked me to suck him off. So I did. As I was sucking him off I noticed a wedding ring. After a few minutes he moaned and tensed and shot cum in my mouth. I quickly swallowed. Once done he pulled out of my mouth zipped up and left. As if the next guy was waiting another guy came in. A little older guy this time and medium build. He pulled out his hard cock which was nice about 7 inches and thick. He told me he wanted to fuck me. "You negative?" he asked "yes" I replied "Good I am neg and I don't want to get anything from you. You sure you are negative a slut like you taking cock in here" he said "Yes I am on PEP and this is my first time here" I said "Ohhh fresh meat. Bend over bitch" he said bending me over and placing his cock at my hole. Then he pushed in. "Ohh fuck your so tight and wet" he said as he started to fuck me. I pushed back onto his cock. He fucked me for a good 10 minutes. It was good better than the dildo but not like Rick. "Here is comes bitch" he yelled as he came in me. After he pulled out he made me clean him off (not that he needed to, I luv it now) and he zipped up and left. One more guy followed him and it was similar except he wore a condom. He said he didnt want to take chances. As he stuck his cock in it rubbed hard against my side. It didnt feel as good as a bare cock. He was a good size too 8 inches and thick too but it felt like a tube rather than a cock in me. I still got horny and when he hit my prostate it felt good but not as good as a bare cock. After 5 minutes he I could feel him spasm and cum. He pulled out took off the condom and gave it to me. "Here you go faggot" he said as he left. It was full of cum so I ate it. My legs were sore so I locked the door and sat back. I rubbed my cock which was semi hard. The I heard someone next door. He stuck his cock through a hole of the wall. It was a good size. "You clean" he asked " Yes" I replied "Suck it then" he said I got on my knees and sucked his cock thru the wall. After about 5 minutes he pulled out of the wall and knocked on my door. He came in and pulled his cock back out of his pants. It was a nice 8" which was difficult to tell thru the hole. I turned around and offered him my ass. "You sure you negative? I dont want to catch anything from a slut like you" he said I told him I was negative and on PEP. Then he started to fuck me. He fucked me, ramming into me. It felt good but it wasn't great like Rick. There was something missing. He finally shot his huge load in me. I cleaned him off with my mouth and he left. Another one with a wedding ring on. I sat back down and then was getting ready to leave. Then someone knocked at the door. I opened it and an old man came in. Early 60's thin but fit. He pulled out his cock. It was a ok size maybe 7" and medium girth. I bent over and he bent down and started to eat my ass. "Ohhhhhh yes" I moaned as I pushed back to his mouth. He ate me for about a minute was it felt so good. He fingered my and felt his fingernail scrape me. I winced but as he ate me I got over it. Then he put his cock at me entrance and slowly entered me. He slowly started to fuck me. He had a really good stroke. It was like he was rubbing my insides and pushing in me. While he wasn't huge the way he fucked me it felt deep. His rhythm and pumping motion was hitting my prostate and inside a certain way. It felt good and was the best of the night. He fucked me good for 10 minutes playing with my nipples. "Fuck your pussy is so tight and wet" he said I moaned "Your a hot little slut. You take a bunch of cum tonight whore? He said pumping into me "Yes" I said moaning and pushing back into him "Yeah you are a nasty dirty slut taking all these loads" he said "Daddys whore arent you" he said I didnt reply. He pulled out of me. "Say it if you want my cock back in you whore" he said "Yes I am Daddy's whore. Please stick your cock back in me" I begged "Yeah what a whore. Fuck your a gorgeous slut. I bet you were popular tonight" he said sticking his cock back in me I moaned and pushed back on him. "Fuck its like your pussy is eating my cock....ohhh damn you feel so good." he kept fucking me and picked up his pace My cock was hard and leaking now. The first time of the night. The way he was fucking me and using me felt so good. Even his smell was hot. He kept up his pace then I felt him tighten up and spasm. My cock was hard and on the verge. He was hitting me in all the right spots. "Here you go bitch, take my POZ load, I am going to knock you up whore" he said. I felt him shoot hot spurt after spurt of his cum. Those words tripped something in my brain and hit me deep. I started to shoot my cum my body spasming from inside. "Ohhh shit your pussy is coming around my cock. Its squeezing my cock bitch" he moaned and started to hard fuck me again. He hard fucked me for another minute. I kept moaning and my cock kept leaking cum from it. As he calmed down he finally pulled out. I immediatlye turned aroudn and dropped to my knees and sucked his cock. I could see and taste a little blood along with my ass juice and cum. "Ohh yeah what a good whore. You've been trained well" he said After cleaning his cock. I stood up and he kissed me deeply. I was shocked but kissed back. "Fuck boy I want to take you home and lock you to my bed and fuck you all day and night" he said smiling "I think you would like that" he said "Oh thank you but no" I said soflty "you sure bitch" he said as he wrapped his hand around my hard cock. I moaned and melted as he stroked me. Then he let go and stuck his fingers in my ass. I moaned even more and started to breath heavily again. "Yeah look at you. Your pussy needs cock. It needs POZ cock. Dont it" he said "I dont know." I repleid "You cum like you just did with any of those other guys you fucked you like a whore tonight" he said I nodded no. "Yeah a boy like you needs POZ cock. You need a real gay poz top man to satisfy you right? Your pussy is grabbing my fingers just from me talking to you" he said My eyes were partially closed as he was massaging my insides it felt so good. The suddenly he pulled his fingers out and into my mouth. I sucked and licked them clean. "You are a good slut. You don't even need to be told." he said "Here is my number if you want to be satisfied and treated like the whore you are" he said passing me a paper with his name and number on it. He tucked in his cock and left. I sat back down stunned, aroused and confused.

How someone got pozzed means to me, llllwas it naturally done, or with needles. I’m not interested in the who, what, when, where, why. Naturally pozzed is much more psychologically, therefore more physically, more satisfying to me, particularly while participating in one specific activity.

This morning. A surprise, He had an appointment before work and it finished early, so He called and asked if i wanted to "have some fun?" Before and after He fucks, He is the definition of casual and easy... while He is fucking, He is anything but. I wonder if He saves all of His focus and intensity for sex? Which automatically surfaces my own intensity and lust. a decided dance where connect and blend. He is a very cummer, sometimes lets out the smallest of sighs. i've learned to listen for it. i've also developed the ability to feel when His seed leaves His body and enters mine, something i never had before. because i am usually so sensually overwhelmed. But the longevity of this FB, probably close to 1000 breeds now, has resulted in a more detailed experience and knowing. He shyly smiles as He leaves and comments: "now you get to have Me in you the rest of the day."

Latest CDC studies have it as 95% effective at preventing chlamydia and syphilis, pretty spectacular. It's gonorrhoea that is under 50% because there are resistant strains

As the title says I finally gave in and got my ass fucked. It was about a week before Christmas 2025 and I was having a few drinks at home and just was feeling so horny and my ass just had this hunger I couldn't ignore anymore. So after building up some courage and getting cleaned out I decided to go to a sauna in the city and put my ass up in a dark room. It was only about 15mins of waiting before I felt a hand on my ass and someone asking do I wanna get fucked. I then took a big hot of my poppers and said fuck yea, please fuck me. It felt so hot and dirty getting fucked in a dark room like that, I kept begging him for it, deeper and harder. I can't believe how slutty I was sounding. Now that the initial post nut clarity has gone away I can't stop thinking about it and wanting to try it again.

Just got opened up by a 9" cock. He fucked me in so many positions and throat fucked me between some of them. In the end he was standing and I was on my back on the edge of bed with him holding my legs up high. I held my hole open and he jerked his cock while slapping my hole and when it came time to cum he pushed it in and I held him in.

I’ve had this done in a CnC set up. It’s my fav way to be use. I was gagged with a dildo gagged, blindfolded, then they put an AirPod to my ear playing a guy in a begging tone saying please , please then my head is covered with a rubber hood. So all stayed in placed. Whats left was my hole. Only 6 guys but for about 3 hours. I was just getting pounded and can’t see or say anything and only sound I hear is those begging sound in my ear on a loop. I was really just a hole then. Mentally I love being use this way.

Chute in Phoenix, AZ. I had been at a bar getting shit faced and some guy started talking to me. No idea how it came up but we ended up going as it was a few streets down. Anyway, we’re in there and I lose him. One of the staff notices I’m a little tipsy and he takes me to one of the public play spaces. We sit down and he starts rubbing his hands all over me and I start rubbing my hands on him. His dick gets massive and hard and he asks me to suck it.. but I had a boyfriend at the time so I didn’t. So stupid especially since I was practically cheating just by being there… I kept saying no so he eventually takes me to find the guy I had gotten there with. Sure enough he was on his back in a sling getting his ass pounded. And I mean pounded. The guy cums in him and then moves and tells me to add my load. Again, I say no because of the stupid boyfriend… but ended up cumming on the chest of the top who had just pounded the dude I was with That memory is seared into my mind.

Do it! Nothing like being ass up getting a load deep in your hole even better at the baths 😈 I miss being able to go and have a bottom lean back into my dick

Dan is falling hook line and sinker for Rick. And the Professor is going to have him sooner than later.

Yup, I luv dark rooms...stud Tops seem to feel less inhibited...And I get more cock and seed...fuck yeah!!!!🧑‍🦰🕳️🍆💦💦😛

Just left about 15 minutes ago, He likes to fuck before going to the gym. If i do that it's a challenge to hold His seed in lol, but since i don't cum in Him, He has not experienced that. He's got a bit of kink in Him, and i've mentioned before that He gets really turned on if i wear lacy lingerie stuff, which will probably always feel awkward for me. i think i must look ridiculous, but He gets very turned on and lusty... so yeah, i'm Amazon's best lingerie customer now. i've also mentioned how He reaches under and holds my chest when He's pounding me, and i confess that drives me pretty wild, not sure why? He's mentioned before that He loves to "bitch" me, so maybe it's related? Idk, He's shy about saying things, so i just pick up the occasional comment. But i got this crazy idea last night, based on how He likes to reach under when i'm on my stomach and hold my chest. i went online and bought a bra that Trans people use, that has pockets for boobs, and got a set of those too. i'm going to try wearing it next time He wants to fuck and then just be lying on my stomach when He comes in and ask Him to please fuck me to start, He'll see the strap, which i suspect He'll like, but then when He reaches under to hold my chest, He'll get two big handfuls . The boobs came already and their pretty realistic feeling, well, sort of. i suspect it will surprise Him and maybe turn Him on... can't have Him too turned on lol, i love His lust and making Him feel good. Or, it might just be a fail, but worth a try. 🙂

Carrying on from the prologue, the set-up, the birth of this here cheater, let’s move onward into first boyfriend territory proper. In the beginning the cheating was definitely a trickle rather than a flood; I saw Aiden and Rob whenever I passed near theirs, and there were a few furtive encounters closer to home with other students and the occasional hookup from the local gay bar. Every time I was wracked with guilt, and promised myself I wouldn’t do it again, but a curious pattern emerged; the more risky the sex got, the hotter it was. If Tim was nearby, or if the person knew people we knew, just about anything that made it a worse idea got me rock hard. I rarely ever used protection when I got fucked, and that really kept me awake at night, lying next to my loving boyfriend with a stranger’s load buried in my guts, wondering if this was going to be the time I’d caught something. My only solace there was that Tim and I were still using protection at this point, so anything that came of it would come to me alone. One thing I wasn’t doing at all, and had never really done, was topping. Yes, I’d had my dick in people, including Tim, but it had never done much for me; I was too self-conscious, too clumsy, I couldn’t find a rhythm or motion that got either of us anywhere. Every time I tried, I’d inevitably panic and get the flop, so I just ended up bottoming 99% of the time. That was going to change pretty soon… I’d taken Tim back to my hometown to meet the parents (who disapproved) and my old friends (who approved), and while we were there I decided to take him to the only gay club within thirty miles, over in the next town. I’d gone a lot with a fake ID before I’d left for uni, and it was still the same seedy, battered, run down little concrete block it always was (and still is, I think). The drinks were cheap, the music was fun (and always ended with Dolly Parton), and the crowd was nice enough. I saw a few familiar, plutonic, faces, and we were having a great time until we ran into Craig and his boyfriend David. Now, I had last seen Craig when we were 15 and were nervously holding hands on a park bench. He’d been sweet enough but I’d never felt like he actually liked me that much, and I hadn’t really paid much mind to him since then. A few years makes all the difference though, and Craig at 18 made my dick jump to attention. What had been gawky was now lean, where there had been softness there were now cheekbones I could cut my hand on, where there had been awkwardness there was now a calm cool I desperately, desperately coveted. He seemed surprisingly pleased to see me, and we introduced our boyfriends, and spent the rest of the night together as a group, drinking and dancing and playing pool. David was a tall, muscular, brooding guy, and he was sweet enough but it didn’t seem like there was all that much going on behind the eyes, y’know? Still, he was really hot, and, I jealously thought, several weight classes above me in looks. It was about 1am when it happened, and we were all quite drunk, Tim was being distracted by a lively hen party who’d taken a shine to him, and I had excused myself to the bathroom, going to the one tucked away upstairs to avoid the queue at the main one. I was just about to shut the cubicle door when a hand caught it, and Craig slipped in behind me. We looked at each other, both standing perfectly still in that breath-catching moment before you do the deed; I don’t know who moved first but suddenly our tongues were in each other’s mouths and our hands were everywhere and I was so terrified and horny that I didn’t even notice my belt coming away in his hands. Someone in there must have heard me moan as he dropped to his knees and took my whole throbbing cock in his mouth to the hilt, but I didn’t give a shit at that point. I cursed at him when he stopped and stood up, job unfinished, and he just looked me in the eye and said "I want more of that", before leaving me there, pants round my ankles with a raging hardon in some grubby club toilet. I returned to the boyfriends expecting disaster, but turns out Craig has a poker face like no other. The evening finished without incident, we swapped numbers, and away we went. I tried to forget it, until I got a text the next morning; "Meet me later?". Luckily, Tim was heading back to uni that day, while I had planned to stay several more, so I put him on a train that afternoon and headed to Craig’s town, anxious and aroused in equal measure. The Where turned out to be a problem; we were both staying with our parents, both too broke for a hotel, neither of us owned a car… so he convinced me to take a walk in the nearby woods. I pointedly didn’t ask about David, and he pointedly didn’t ask about Tim, and we walked in mostly silence until he took my hand and guided me off the path, into a little muddy clearing, and before I knew it my jeans were round my ankles and the head of my dick was hitting Craig’s tonsils. This boy knew what he came here for, and right then I felt like I was just along for the ride. I moaned quietly as he got my dick good and wet, before he stood up abruptly. “Sit down", he commanded, and I do, even though the mud and leaves are now all over my clothes and bare ass. Craig has taken off his shorts, and without ceremony straddles me, spits on his hand, applies it to his hole and my still wet dick, and with a grunt takes every inch of me in one go. Now, I’m not a small guy, so I was kinda impressed, but also it felt fucking amazing, like a warm velvet glove around my cock. He’s soon sliding up and down me, and as I grab his hips I finally find that top rhythm that had eluded me for years. The mud is seeping into everything, but I don’t give a shit, I just needed my dick to be as far inside this guy as possible. Not content with being ridden like a prize race horse, I roll us both over, dick still firmly inside him, until he’s the one on his back in the mud. As his legs wrap around me we stop for a moment and just look at each other, and as I start to thrust into him again I lean down for our first kiss of the encounter. "I’ve wanted to do this for years", he whispers as I slowly thrust into him. I had to laugh right there, rolling in the mud with my bare dick balls-deep in this guy who I hadn’t seen in years, who I hadn’t even thought was into me in the first place, both of us with loving, unknowing partners waiting for us, finding out I could have been doing this years ago. "You’re kidding me right?" I chuckle. He moans as a slow, long thrust hits his spot. "It might not have been as fun I guess", and the gleam in his eye as he says this tells me this isn’t his first rodeo cheating on David. We’re face to face, my weight holding him down, and as another thrust makes his eyes roll back I feel a sense of power I’d never felt during sex before. "We’re going to do this again." I say, and it’s not a question, and he must have felt the power dynamic shifting too because he just nods his head and whispers "Fuck me". Years of being railed finally pays off, and I go through every stroke and pace that every decent fuck has used on me. Long, deep strokes like Tim, insanely hard, fast thrusts like Aiden, gentle, intimate ones like Rob, bouncing, furious ones like Stephen and every other one I can replicate. Craig is gasping and holding on to me for dear life, and I’m getting pretty close when he freezes. "Shit, someone’s coming", and now I’m being quiet I can hear the voices too. We’re quite concealed from the path, but not that far from it, and the man and woman sound like they’re literally right on top of our spot. I shift a bit, still rock hard inside him, and he can’t help but let out a quiet moan. I clamp a hand over his mouth and whisper for him to be quiet, and as he nods I feel his dick twitch against my abs and see in his eyes that he is fucking *loving* this. The voices are starting to move past, but I keep my hand firmly over his mouth as I start to move inside him again, feeling his tight hole clench my dick whenever I hit a certain point. I keep him there, pinned down and gagged, silently fucking him until I’m sure we’re alone again, at which point I violently pull out of him (secretly enjoying his muffled cry from under my hand 😈), and forcefully turn him over. I’d never actually seen his butt before, and it was a fucking beautiful, perky thing, even covered in leaves and mud. I pull him to his knees, spit onto his waiting hole, and, a little awkwardly since my legs are still very much tangled in my jeans, mount him in one long, rough motion. The chain was well and truly off now, and I went at him like my life depended on it; his t-shirt started to rip as I used it to pull him back onto my thrusts, and I could see that the hand gripping his waist was starting to leave marks. I could tell he was jerking underneath me, and I could feel the pressure building in my own loins as I reached forward and pulled him upright by his sandy blonde hair. I kissed his neck, hard, to which he pulled away enough to turn and look at me, "If you give me a fucking love bite I’ll never let you cum in me again". "Again?" I ask him, slowing my thrusts for a moment. He smiles and raises a crooked eyebrow, "You weren’t gonna pull out, were you?". Fuck me but this guy is driving me absolutely wild, I don’t even have a response to that, so I just hold his head facing me and look him in the eyes as I pick up the pace again. He’s in fucking heaven from the expression on his face, and it isn’t long until he lets out a moan and starts shooting ropes over the forest floor. Feeling his hole clench as he orgasms sends me over the edge, and I lean into him, one hand pushing his face forward and down into the mud while the other pulls his hips up. I cum harder than I’ve ever cum from being fucked, it feels like I’m shooting my soul straight into his guts, and I moan so loud I’m sure someone somewhere heard it. We collapse into a muddy, sweaty, spunky pile and lie there catching our breath. "I take it we’re not going to talk about the boyfriends", I say, to which he murmurs a "Fuck no". I turn to look at him, "You know, that’s the first time I’ve ever really fucked anyone", a confession which gets a genuine look of surprise from him. "No fucking way?!". I grin; that look tells me I did well, "Yup. Any feedback?". "You need to practise. A lot. With me. Then you might be ok. Maybe." "Bastard. I’ll be back in two weeks, pencil me in,” I laugh, and with that we start pulling ourselves together. Everything is a mess, but we clean ourselves up as best we can and head home. There are other stories about Craig I could tell here, but that first time blowing my load inside someone, man it was something else. I was now and forever officially 50/50 vers. Oh, and when I finally got to cum inside Tim months later? I told him he was the first like I hadn’t already been painting Craig’s insides at every opportunity. Poor guy. 😂 Hope you enjoyed this rather detailed story, any comments, critiques, or feedback is welcome! Til next time!

Ok, disclaimer; I am an absolute shit in this one. And yes, that is in the context of me writing a whole series on my chronic infidelity. I considered not writing it for a long while, but it was a pretty important life lesson, and it all (kinda) turned out fine in the end. But just so there’s no confusion; I know I’m the bastard here. Our little gay barcrawl group had grown a little beyond me, David, and Elise, and although most of us were very plain gays, there was one new member who stood out; Lee. Oh Lee. We met him at a bar one night and he was a total whirlwind, one of the precocious, brazen gay teens you’d see in a show like Skins. He started hanging with us regularly, and I’ll admit I was a little infatuated with him in all his tight, skinny-jeaned, black sweepy-haired glory. He was a bit younger than us, but he was old enough for everything in this story so we let it slide. I think he had quite a bad homelife, he never seemed to be there, always moving between friends’ places. After he’d been around a month or we all decided to go to our local seedy gay club (keeping our drinks close this time), and this time, for some reason, I invited Tim along. He stayed and danced and mingled for a large part of the night, and then went home early since he had work the next day. Now, I never confirmed it, but I think seeing I had a bf did it for Lee; the moment Tim was gone he was dancing with me in the most filthy way, and we were pretty much glued like that for the rest of the night. Just dancing, mind you, I wasn’t drunk enough to risk making out with him in public. Anyway, we set off to my place at the end of the night for a few more drinks, as my housemates were all away for the weekend. Once we arrived though, Lee mentioned he was feeling kinda tired and a bit sick, so Elise got me to take him upstairs to a housemates empty bed, which I did, even grabbed him a glass of water on the way. I don’t know if Elise knew what he was up to, but I suspect she did. As soon as we were in the room, he perked up immediately, and moved in for a kiss. I hesitated, which was unlike me; he was young, and drunk, and everyone including Tim knew him, and I also knew Lee couldn’t keep a secret to save his life. I’ve never been good at impulse control though, so I caved and made out with him right there. Boy he was a damn good kisser, and pretty soon I was rock hard. However there were still alarm bells ringing, and I hadn’t gotten this far by ignoring them, so I kissed him gently on his cheek and told him I had to go. "Wait, where are you going?" he asked, and I told him I was going to stay at my bf’s, and that was probably the best idea. But Lee wouldn’t take no for an answer; stay just for a hug, I just want to make out, he won’t know, you can do anything you want with me… I’ll admit I was tempted, but at this point the wheedling and not taking no for an answer had kinda put me off, so I stayed firm, told him he could stay the night, and turned to leave. This is where things went south. He grabbed for my belt as I went for the door, "I’ll tell everyone you kissed me. Including Tim." Fuuuuck, look I know he was just being a dumb, drunk, horny teenager, but you know what, *I* was a dumb, drunk, horny teenager too, and I’m telling you I saw red. "You really wanna get fucked? I can do whatever I want ?" I growled, and he at least had the sense to hesitate. Didn’t stop him picking the wrong answer though. "Yes.", he whispered I reached forward to grab him by his hair and pulled him into an angry kiss. He was so slight I could easily pick him by his waist, and as I did we slammed into the wall. My kisses found his neck, and I did everything I could to bruise and lovebite him there; he was gonna be wearing tonight for a while. He moaned and writhed under my grip, but he never said stop even as I started tearing his clothes off and maneuvering him towards the bed. He tried to undo my shirt, but I batted his hands away, turned him round, and bent his naked ass over my housemates bed, where I held him in place while I dived face first into his perfectly smooth hole. His moans got so loud at this point that I might have worried about our friends hearing if I’d been thinking straight; instead I was fumbling with my belt and jeans, freeing my raging hardon as my tongue went to work on this brat. Once I felt he was wet enough, I stood, and pulled him upright by his hair so I could look him in the eye. "Still want this?" I asked, as my dick pressed against his hole, and he moaned a yes as I gripped him. "We’ll see." I told him, and I knew exactly what was coming next. I threw him face first onto the bed and climbed on top of him. With one hand on the back of his neck, pushing his face into the pillow, I spat on my other hand and wet my dick. I didn’t ask, I didn’t wait, I just held him down and slipped my whole cock into him in one go. I ignored his muffled cries, and he was far too light to wriggle away, so he stayed pinned under me as I gave him exactly what he’d thought he’d wanted. I hammered away at his tight, warm hole, occasionally pulling his head out of the pillow to kiss him and give a chance to say something. He never did, just moaned like a bitch in heat as I used him. It wasn’t very long before I felt my balls tighten, and I didn’t even warn him before I started redecorating his insides. I lay there on top of him catching my breath, before, in one swift motion, I covered his mouth to stifle his gasp and pulled my big dick out of him in one go. A lot of my cum spilled out with it; I’d really filled this boy up. He rolled over, looking stunned as I stood to find my pants. "Was that what you wanted?" I asked brusquely. He didn’t seem to have an answer to that, and instead wondered why I was getting dressed. "I told you I’m heading to my boyfriends. I’ll see you next time. And don’t you fucking dare tell anyone." Pretty sure I heard him crying as I left. I crawled in next to my bf twenty minutes later, and, already hard again like only a 19 year old can be, I started to slip my cock, still slick with me and Lee, into the sleeping Tim. He moaned and pushed back, and pretty soon I was on top of him, his legs on my shoulders, looking into the eyes of a man who loved me while I fucked another load into his ass. It was always kinda funny seeing Lee and Tim in the same room after that night. Lee kept quiet until years later, and would come round pretty regularly for a good rough raping, so I guess he had fun. 😂 Tune in next time to hear the dramatic conclusion to this, Act One of The Serial Cheater!

Like others have said, Tokyo Valentino and Southern Nights, both on Cheshire Bridge Rd. Southern Nights is a traditional porn booth type place. Tokyo Valentino is more like a sex club. Dark rooms, gloyhole booths, some public play spaces, private rooms (for $), a sling and some other equipment like that. changing rooms and lockers. Flex is the only remaining bathhouse You can get anon loads at any of those, but a room at red roof inn on north druid hills is the place to go for anon loads. Double digits any time I go, usually 20+, occasionally 40+

Only you can decide how much risk you are willing to take vs satisfying your desires. Doxy can help. But it is in no way a gurantee. I had 4 STI infections last year, in spite of using doxy. But I am very sexually active, with lots of partners and as such I am at significant risk. I just accept that as part of the life style I have choosen and enjoy. So to answer your question, I dont even think about what I might get. What happens, happens. Some will disagree with my choice. Others will say just do what you enjoy and take the risk.

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

Dan needs to quit school and be Ray's full time ABS whore!!

@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.

Dean pulls off my cock and kisses me. Our tongues wrestling animalisticly against one another while adding another finger into my already wrecked hole. I involuntarily moan and he adds another. Fuckkkk my ass was so full. The bed begins to rock and the daddy fucking the otter is grunting and starts jackhammering away into his hole. The otter becomes verbal, fuck my ass, fucking breed me, poz me, use me, and daddy begins to unload pushing his cock into the cumdump. Dean comments, “good boy” while he pulls out of me and places his arm around the otter pulling him closer as they begin making out. Daddy pulls his fist out of me without warning. I feel this pop and my hole is empty yet ravenous. I flip over and am now standing behind Dean. I pull his polo up and over his head revealing a muscled hairy chest. I run my hand down his chest kissing the nape of his neck. Fuck he’s got thick nips too nestled between tufts of brown fur. I venture lower letting my hands roam over his bulge and unzip his fly to fish out his cock. I knew this man was hot, but I had so idea he packed a solid 9 inches of uncut cock and 2 fat balls. I slowly start jacking him and feel him pushing back into me. It hits me I’m jacking off and grinding my cock against my married straight client. Fuck, these are lines I’d previously never crossed. A moral debate begins to rage within me. I am doing the right thing, what’s going to happen, how is this going to impact me. Dean asks if there are any more darts. The otter says and I fucking quote, “yeah uncle Dean, you know I always pack one for you.” It was both the t and g and I anxiously begin asking if they’re really related. How’d it start, who know’s, when’s it start… Dean pulls back from the otter and looks me dean in the eyes and tells me, “Yes, this is my nephew”. He found his dad in his rightful position between my legs, being the cocksucker he was born to be. I’ll answer the rest of your questions soon.” And with that pulled off his nephew the otter and me then begins stripping. I can now totally see the resemblance the square jaws, the piercing hazel eyes, thick chest full of brown fur, Dean had the longer thicker cock while the other thinner but still a solid 8 inches. The otter pulls off daddy and walks towards Dean and drops to his knees swallowing his cock to the root. The boy has been trained and trained well. He’s milking Dean’s dick like his life depended on it. The two Daddy’s and I stare in owe of all this. Dean comments that he brought some fun friends by the way of two portable slings, blindfolds, straps, harnesses, dildo’s, plugs, and a funnel. He was obviously no stranger to partying and any remaining anxiety I had melted in that moment. The daddy’s and I dressed to help Dean Carrey everything in while the nephew / otter stayed behind to get some rigs ready, and 20 minutes later everything was set and ready. The daddy’s asked how we wanted to do this. Dean suggested his nephew and I get into a sling. We positioned them so we be next to one another, each took a shot of G and climbed in. The daddy lifted my feet into the straps and my strapped my left arm above my head and my right arm over my chest. Dean and the two daddy’s take their G. Dean walks over to me rig in hand looking me in the eye and asks me, “what do you want”? I ask him to slam me and fucking wreck my cunt. He replies, “I’ve wanted to knock you up since the day I meet you. You’re mine now slampig”. I feel the familiar swipe of an alcohol pad and a gentle pinch, register and he and the other daddy begin counting down 3…… 2….. 1….. and both the nephew / otter and I blast off. This hit me like a ton of bricks, a metallic taste in my mouth, my ears suddenly begin to ring, my eyes bouncing everywhere, this flush heat deep within my core enveloping me, I begin to violently cough and my hole is on fucking fire. I hear the nephew coughing just as violently as I am, and soon joined by the daddy’s. I look up into Dean’s eyes as he pushes that magic liquid into his veins begin to cough followed by bellowing a deep guttural’ “Fuck Yes” as he pushes the length of his cock into my hungry hole and leans over and spits into my mouth. He leans down and we kiss animalisticly while he’s jackhammering away at my hole. I feel every inch of his dick as he slides past my second sphincter. Fuck this man is buried so deep in my guts. My cock is shriveled up but I don’t care, I’m just a fucking hole right now. I’m exactly where I’m supposed to be. The nephew / otter and I begin a cacophony of grunts, moans, fuck yea, use me, breed me, fucking use me hard, fuck me, make it yours. One of the daddy’s walks over to me presenting me with his cock. He lowers the head rest and he’s fucking my mouth. I’m so fucking high right now, I feel I’ve arrived. The daddy and Dean start long dicking my ass and mouth, and I begin to feel their cock swell. Their tempos matched perfectly in and out, in and out, daddy begins to cum pushing deep into my throat while Dean’s buried so fucking deep inside me and begins seeding my hole. The otter screams fucking use us as the other daddy cums. Each of us catching our breath as the G starts swirling in. The nephew / otter asks to get out of the sling walks over to me drops to his knees and swallows his uncles cock to the root cleaning him up. He then focuses on my hole, his tongue working its way inside trying to eat all that cum from my freshly fucked hole. His beard feels fucking amazing against my hole. He’s lapping and slurping to get all that cum. I look over and find Dean on his hands and knees while one of the daddy’s is eating his perfect beefy hairy ass. I reach down pulling the nephew / otter deeper into me. After getting his fill he stands and kisses me. We begin swapping that load back and forth. Dean grunts yeah fuck me and we both look over to find him getting dicked by one of the daddy’s. Their nephew / otter lets me down from the sling and we each find one another asses. Soon we’re fisting one another while the nephew / otter starts making out with Dean. His paw working its way deeper into my wrecked fuck hole and mine into his. We’re fisting each other in complete unison. Sensing we each needed a break we separate and I find myself under Dean sucking his cock while he’s getting fucked. The weight on the bed shifts and Dean is sucking his nephews cock to full hardness. I continue my assault on Deans cock he’s hard again and fucking my throat using the daddy’s cum for lube. The nephew suggests a position change encouraging me to sit on Deans dick, I disengage and feel the bed shifting as daddy pulls out of Dean the nephew / otter moving. Dean moves to the side of the bed and I stattle him lowering myself onto him. My ass feel like it’s made of pure electricity as he descends deeper and deeper. I’m pushed forward, Dean takes my face and buries it into hit armpit, I feel someone behind me. He’s pushing his dick into me. My hole is stretching and I feel every inch of him slowly sliding into me until he bottoms out.

I got up around 1am to use the bathroom and heard noises coming from Rick's bedroom. I used the bathroom then went over to his room. I peek my head passed the door frame to look in. It was Rick fucking a young kid, again around my age, 19 or so. He was a bit shorter than me and thinner. He was on all fours with his ass in the air and Rick was pumping into him. "Fuck me Daddy fuck me with your huge cock and cum in me" the kid moaned "Yeah tell Daddy what you really want" Rick said back fucking his hard "I want your POZ cum in me. Charge me Daddy with your seed. Please cum in me. Make me pregnant with your charged potent cum" he begged pushing back on Rick's hard cock. My hand was on my cock stroking it. I was so hard. Rick started to pound him hard. Fucking his ass, the slapping sound was loud, the kid just moaned. The Rick pulled out, flipped him over put his legs on his shoulders and rammed into the kid. The kid yelled out in pain and his eyes almost popped out of his head. I know the feeling. Even though he is fucking you, when Rick comes in from another position and slams into its like fucking you for the first time. My ass started to clench. I didn't know why. After a few strokes the kid started to moan again. "Tell me again what you want Daniel" Rick said WTF his name is Daniel. "Cum in me please. Shoot your POZ load in me. Make me pregnant" he moaned "You got it" Rick said back Then Rick went into overdrive and started to fuck the shit out of the kid. The kid just started to moan like crazy and panting. My cock was leaking as I stroked it. "Ahhhh here it comes Daniel" Rick yelled as he was cumming in the kid. "OHHH Daddy yes shoot in me, knock me up, I want your DNA in me." the kid yelled back The after a few seconds the kid started to shoot cum all over Rick and himself. He shot like 7-8 spurts of cum. They continued to fuck and moan and could see Rick start to come down. I walked back to my bedroom got into bed and fingered myself with two fingers and jacked off. Thinking of what I just saw. What were the odds he fucked someone with a name similar to me. I though damn that kid is lucky. I stopped thinking and just pleasured myself soon cumming all over my stomach and then licking up my fingers from my ass and cum on my stomach and chest. As I reflected more I thought why would he want HIV? What was the attraction? He wanted it so much. The thought of being knocked up stuck in my head as I fell fast asleep.

I like em big. I’ve got one buddy who is 9 inches and thick as a coke can. He puts me on my bed with my head over the end, stands over me and fucks my throat. He’s gotta force it down my throat until his balls are pressed hard on my nose. I fukkin love it, he thrusts hard in my throat and When he cums I can feel his cock throbbing in my throat and his balls contracting over my nose as they pump his massive load deep in me. Listening to him grunting as he seeds me is a bonus.

Sorry guys, I’ve been living that high life. Here’s the recap… we just blasted off and sent us into a daisy chain of cock and ass, breeding hungry holes, and me on my back sucking my cum out of a beautiful hairy hole. I flip onto my back and he squats down presenting me with a beautiful hairy puffy pink hole. I can see my cum starting to dribble out and stick my tongue up and into his ass. He’s moaning edging me on, fuck yeah, eat my ass when I feel the bed shift. He leans forward and grabs my legs back exposing my cock and ass. I feel a finger poking around in my sloppy hole, then two, then three and a familiar burning as one of the daddy’s is pushing a shard into my hole. Fuckkkkkk I love a booty bump and my hole is ravenously hungrier than I’ve ever felt as it melts against and into me. I hear the otter say he’s ready and I feel one finger, then another, and another is added… fuck I’m up to four now. Daddy’s working my ass opening me up, stretching my hole open with each in and out of his fingers. Soon I feel his thumb and knuckles slowly and methodically in and out. My ass feels so open and soon I feel him pushing his fist into me. I’ve never been fisted it’s always been a fantasy of mine, but it’s never happened. All too soon I feel him literally pop his hand into me and fuckkkkkkkkkkk my ass has never felt so full. He lets his fist sit inside me and my cock is a river of precum. Daddy takes my precum and lubes his meaty paw. He’s literally fisting me with my precum and his load. I’m in fucking ecstasy. I distinctly remember thinking to myself, this is what I was made for as he begins pulling out than back in. My ass is literally so open, so full, so hungry. I look over and see the otter riding the other daddy’s dick. Daddy pulls all the way out and my ass in equal measure never felt emptier and hungrier. Daddy pushes his hand back inside me, and I feel my hole stretching as he pushes his cock into my ass and starts fucking / jerking off inside me. I’m in pig heaven, I’m swirling hard and lost in sensation and any sense of time as daddy starts pounding away at his hand. I can literally feel his cock getting thicker in my ass as he’s pumping away. He begins to grunt and moan and soon I feel him pushing his seed so fucking deep into my guts. I’m coming down from that trying to catch my breath when I hear, “Well, what the fuck do we have here?” I turn my head to see who and where this new voice is. Only to find it’s a client of mine, Dean. I begin to panic while he eyes the room and begins stalking towards the pipe. Without taking his eyes off me he slowly melts the Tina until a whiff of smoke appears takes a hit and walks over to me and shotguns that sweet smoke into my mouth. To be clear 1) I’ve never mixed business with pleasure 2) to best of my knowledge this man is straight, married white picket fence and all. All of this begins to fade as he pushes his tongue against mine and takes my hand placing it on his hard cock. My mouth softens and I moan into him as he teases his fingers softly down my chest, my cock and balls and meets the daddy’s hand and cock still buried into my wrecked hole sliding a finger alongside and in. He breaks our kiss, sliding another finger in and says, “I always thought you were a slam pig, and now you’re my slam pig.” He pulls his fingers out takes another hit and shotguns the otter while he’s still riding the daddy’s dick. Dean takes another hit and shotguns into the daddy fucking the otter, and another hit shotgunning into the daddy who’s hand is still buried knuckles deep and finally returns to me this time he takes my cock in his mouth as he exhales his cloud.

True. It depends on the scenery. Once in Gran Canaria I fucked a random boy in the darkroom, ass up on a fuckbench. Fucked and loaded him. Did some walking in circles in the club afterwards. After about 15 min. I re-entered the darkroom, the boy was still there on the same spot. I touched his ass and jockstraps, which was drenched with cum. It made me get hard again in a split second and fucked his sticky cumass again and delivered a second load in him again. Bare and lots of cum involved is boner material too me. Poz is always a bonus and a toxic one I can only dream of. Poz on meds myself .

With his first ABS experience under his belt, what will Dan do next? He has two known toxic men who can feed his need to be bred by poz guys. Did Rick create a monster by giving Dan his approval to visit the ABS? Only @mancocoknows. Thanks for keeping us readers aching for the installment!

It never occurred to me to attempt to count .... there would be a number of zero's involved though if I did.

We returned to our conversation. "I would think with you fucking her earlier today you shot your load", Rick questioned OMG did he hear us, crap I am in trouble I thought. "Oh you heard us" I said in a shy scared way like I got caught doing something wrong "Yeah, she was moaning really loudly. Sounds like she was enjoying your cock", Rick said "Yeah, she did" I said awkwardly. My cock started to get a little soft. "She came didn't she", Rick asked "Yes she did. How do you know?", I replied "I heard her scream and the way she moaned. How do you know when she cums" Rick asked "I can just tell. Her pussy squeezes my cock", I said "Am I in trouble? She just wanted to see my place. We didn't stay long and she wanted to fuck cause we hadn't had sex in a longtime" I said in an apologizing tone and nervous cadence He laughed," It's ok, it's natural. You are handsome man with a beautiful body and a gorgeous cock. If I were her, I would want to have sex with you too. You are so sexy Dan.", Rick said stroking his cock looking at me. I could feel his eyes ravaging me. My rock hard cock suddenly started to leak more precum. "Thank you, that's very nice of you to say that", I said blushing. I felt warm all over. Like the cheerleader being told by the football team quarterback that she was beautiful. "Did you cum when you fucked her" Rick asked "No" I replied "Why not?" Rick asked "I don't know. I just didnt'. I just wanted to get her off and finish" I replied softly "Do you still enjoy fucking her" Rick asked "I guess so", I replied "So haven't cum yet today or in a while" Rick asked "No" I said as my cock was rock hard sticking up and oozing precum "Do you stay rock hard when you fucked her" Rick asked "No not really, it was difficult to stay hard after a while", I replied not sure why I was so honest with him. He looked at me and smiled and nodded stroking his mammoth meat. I stared at his cock. Then the TV action got louder. There was something about the moaning of the bottom yelling and begging the top to cum in him. It caught my ear for some reason and I looked at the TV. Rick noticed and smiled back at me. The bottom was in bliss being fucked. It reminded me of Jane and other girls I had fucked who had the same look. I looked back at Rick and stared at his cock. "How can it be bad to have such a huge cock", I asked inquiring "Well everyone wants it and sometimes you end up with someone who you didn't know everything about", he responded "Can I ask you a personal question", i asked "Sure fire away", he said "Is that how you got HIV", I asked "Kind of. I was with a guy who I liked and we were dating. We had a lot of sex not just as a couple but with other people", Rick said

I totally agree. Years ago I worked with a guy who was a real shithead to everyone he worked with and he was extremely hated by most everyone there. He bragged about it as well as how shitty he treated the women he dated. He particularly disliked me since I gave him back all the disrespect he had for me and we almost came to blows a few times. He didn't have a car and he was dependent on other people for rides back and forth to work, which was a real problem for him since he didn't have enough friends to fill a teacup. Eventually he got around to asking me for a ride home. I didn't want to do it, but a part of me felt sorry for him, so I did. I stopped in the parking lot of his apartment building, waiting for him to get out of my car. When he did he kind of leaned in the door of my car for a little too long without saying anything. He just looked at me like he expected me to say something. It was pretty obvious and he confirmed it by finally asking if I wanted to come inside for "a beer." Sure enough, within a few minutes I was down on my knees in his living room with his balls slapping my chin. He didn't even ask nicely, didn't really offer me a beer, after a few awkward minutes he just dropped his pants and asked if I sucked dick. It was definitely sexy to be sucking off a guy who we didn't like each other and he took out his frustrations with me by pounding my throat and shooting a huge load in my mouth. He basically spent the whole blowjob calling me a fag and telling me he wasn't surprised I was a cocksucker. Unfortunately, it only happened once. He was such an irritating person he managed to get fired a week or so after that. It was too bad since his cock and cum were delicious.

Ryan and I woke to the twink and his buddy in bed with us. They were sound asleep as we quietly climbed out. We came down stairs to find both sets of twins out by the lake with Colt and Steve. It was starting to get dark and we knew it was time for our final partying. Aaron and Alan were begging to finally get to top. Marc and Mike told them that if they could get hard after their slams that they would be glad to bottom. Aaron and Alan were taught to prepare their own slams for tonight’s fun. We worked with them as they prepared their own points and then were instructed on how to administer. Marc and Mike offered up their arms for their first try since it is easier to learn how to slam someone else before doing your own. Aaron applied the tourniquet to Mike’s arm as we showed him how to find a good vein. We then watch as he stuck the needle in the vein and registered the familiar flash of blood then slowly emptied the contents into Mike’s arm. We then watch Alan do the same to Marc. Mike was already on the bed as Marc joined him and the two began to kiss and eventually 69 while Aaron and Alan administered their own slams. After the familiar cough from the two they joined Marc and Mike on the bed and enjoyed the rush as it was very clear who was going to fuck who. We did our slams as we watched Aaron and Alan begin to fuck Marc and Mike. Steve took Ryan to fuck which left Colt and I to each other. Colt was fucking me as Ryan got fucked by Steve. After we each unloaded we noticed that Marc and Mike were still getting fucked. As Steve popped inside me, Ryan began to fuck Colt. I watched as Aaron and Alan were still topping but had switched which brother they were fucking. Colt was helped off of me as I remained in the sling for the Twink’s buddy to fuck. I could still hear moaning from the twins as they continued to fuck. After the twink’s buddy unloaded inside me I was surprised to see Alan next to fuck me. As he slid his cock inside my cum filled ass he leaned in and kissed me telling me that he had his eye on me since he first saw me. I reminded him that I was Ryan’s man and he assured me that he and Aaron were set on Marc and Mike as I looked over to see Colt getting fucked by Alan. Aaron and Alan were excellent tops with excellent stamina. As Aaron continued to fuck away at my ass I felt his cock swell. I wasn’t sure if he was about to cum or what when he grunted a little and then I felt his cock deflate a little but remain hard. I later learned that they could cum and were still able to stay hard. Aaron leaned in to kiss me only to have Mike slide his cock inside he well spermed hole. The two studs got a good rhythm going as I noticed Marc behind Alan. The twink was getting double fucked by Steve and the guy he came here with as Ryan was off in the kitchen. I figured he was preparing fresh slams for all.

We started to discuss what we were going to do for dinner when there was a knock as the door. Ryan yelled out for them to come in the apartment. I was a little startled at first since we were just sitting there naked, but Tyler must have known who was at the door. A still naked Ryan got off the bed to welcome his guest with a nice hug and kiss. The guy asked if I was the kid he had been talking about. Ryan told him yes this is Tyler. Ryan introduced me to his friend, Steve. I got off the bed, still naked and getting harder by the second, and shook Steve’s hand. It turns out that Steve was his dealer and was bringing over a supply for the weekend. Tyler took out a wad of cash and handed it to Steve and Steve handed him a small baggie. Steve then asked if I needed anything. I told him I didn’t really plan on buying anything other than food over the weekend; my dad gave me some cash for food. Ryan told me that the food was taken care of and if I’d like to get some Tina that would be cool. I pulled out $200 (of the $250) my dad gave me and told Steve why not. Steve counted out some Tina for me and handed me my stash. Ryan gave me a wink as he asked Steve if he could get him anything. Steve just said he’d love a crack at my ass and maybe a nice ride on my cock another time when he didn’t have to rush off. Steve got a hug and kiss from both Ryan and myself before he headed out the door. Ryan said to me, right on babe, nice buy. I replied back that I was scared to take the Tina home with me. Ryan said that I shouldn’t worry and he’s keep them for us to use another time. Ryan then suggested that we order a pizza and he’s show me how to prepare and administer my slam so that I was prepared for the weekends festivities. As we waited for the pizza to arrive I asked Ryan why the weekend we met he was rock hard while I was soft. He let me in on a little secret, he pulled out some blue pills and told me he takes two Viagra about an hour before he slams. He then handed me 2 and told me to take them. He also told me that he used a large amount of Tina with less water which makes the drug stronger in the system. Ryan showed me how to measure out the Tina and put it in a syringe. We each had a point ready for use after we ate some pizza. There was a knock at the door and Ryan put the points away and we both grabbed our underwear and answered the door. Ryan paid for the pizza and we each had a couple slices. As we sat there and ate my cock was getting rock hard and could tell that Ryan was as well and he suggested we lose the underwear. We finished eating and Ryan put the pizza away and got the points out. He told me it was time to finish my lesson. Ryan showed me how to mix the water in the syringe to dissolve the Tina. I watched as mine dissolved in the warm water. I looked at my point and wondered why mine is so clear when I remember a red tinge that first night. I asked Ryan about the color and he had a shit eating grin on his face. He came clean and told me he added some of his blood to the point he used on me to insure I was his HIV son. You would think that I would be upset hearing that, but I was really turned on by what he did. Ryan went on to say that he really liked me and hoped I would be ok with his pozzing me. He did it so that I wouldn’t have to worry about getting HIV from him and we could fuck bareback. I was so turned on by Ryan’s actions I gave him a big kiss. When we stopped kissing, Ryan then took out two tourniquets and told me to wrap it tight around my bicep. He then took out some alcohol and wiped my arm then his. He demonstrated as I followed on how to hit the vein, pull back the plunger a little to get a flash of blood to be sure the needle is in the vein, then slowly push the plunger all the way down. After the contents were empty the needle is slowly pulled out and the pressure is applied to the injection site. The last thing I was told to do was raise my arm over head and pull the tourniquet off. I did as Ryan told me as he did his own slam. As I was about to pull off the tourniquet Ryan leaned in for a kiss. I felt the familiar feeling I had on our first meeting, the warm, the cough as Ryan coughed shortly after mine. We continued kissing as Ryan pushed me back on the bed and he climbed on top of me. I felt Ryan’s hard cock as he lay on top of me. Like before he shot some cum out, but this time it was on my body. It felt amazing as the drugs hit us we kissed and were grinding our hard cocks into each other. While we kissed Ryan grabbed some lube he had handy and slicked up our cocks. The sensation was amazing with Tina. I was a little surprised when he broke our kiss and moved up my body. I thought he was about to feed me his cock when he moved back a little and slid down on my hard cock. The feeling was better than when I fucked him in the shower. He bounced up and down as his cock was leaking pre-cum on my belly. The sensation of his ass wrapped my cock and his actions were too much for me. I began to moan and Ryan began to rock back and forth faster. I couldn’t take much more and shouted out that I was cumming. Ryan continued to milk my cock, making -sure to get every drop of my seed. When Ryan finally pulled off of my softening cock he got between my legs and sucked me clean. He then pushed my legs up and began to rim my hole and I began to moan. He got me good and wet before he worked his slick cock inside me. I had little time to recover as I was now getting fucked by this stud. As Ryan fucked me he made sure to hit something inside me and it didn’t take long for my cock to begin to stir. Whatever he was hitting it was causing me to moan louder. Ryan also began to pinch my nipples a little which also felt incredible. The added sensation help my cock continue to grow. It wasn’t fully hard yet, but it was slowly getting there. Ryan leaned in and kissed me as our tongues probed each other’s mouths. When he stopped our kiss he reached down and stroked my hard cock. His hand felt amazing but he stopped as he began to pound me harder and harder. I could feel his cock growing inside me as he worked it in and out of my ass. Ryan’s breathing began to quicken as his cock felt to get even harder. I felt this strange feeling in my groin that was somewhat familiar to me. Ryan then slammed in a couple times more and groaned out. At almost the same moment I felt my balls churn and I began to cum. My first shot hit my forehead, the second shot hit my lips. Ryan leaned in and licked the cum from my face and as he did this he got hit with my next two shots in the face. He leaned in further and as we kissed we shared the cum in his mouth and then I lick the remnant from his chin. We flipped fucked until we started to wind down from our slams. I noticed the sun peaking through the blinds as we cuddled together in bed to rest before the big camping trip.