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Let me tell you a little story about those two boys; they invited me for a "fishing trip," and I believed them. Jack and Ryan were the kind of sophomores every freshman notices: easy laughs, sun-browned arms, always together. I’d been finding excuses to sit near them in the dining hall all semester. Fortunately for me, Ryan sucked at chemistry, and that gave me my in. After a while we became friends, and one day they invited me up to the lake for the long weekend. My stomach flipped so hard I almost said no from pure nerves. Fortunately, I had the balls to say yes. The weekend away with Jack and Ryan felt different from the start. This was a chance to escape the concrete hum of the dorms for the quiet rhythm of water and the woods. The three of us piled into Jack's truck, the bed filled with the sharp, clean scent of new gear and the promise of a weekend unscripted. We arrived at dusk, built a fire, the water a bruised mirror of the sky. Setting up camp was a comfortable dance, our movements syncing in the fading light, a silent collaboration. The tent was big enough for three sleeping bags side-by-side, and I silently pretended that was normal. As the fire settled into a crackling heart of orange and red, Ryan (the one in the white shirt) produced a bottle of whiskey. Its warmth, a slow burn spreading through my chest. Jack, ever the pragmatist, followed with a cooler of Pabst Blue Ribbon, the sweat on the cans beading like morning dew. The conversation grew looser, the laughter easier, punctuated by the hiss of cans being opened and the gentle lapping of the water against the shore. Everything felt normal until it didn’t. It was Jack who broke the spell of camaraderie. He stood up, stretched, and without a word of excuse, turned his back to the fire and pissed right in front of me. He didn't turn away in embarrassment, or even make an attempt at being private. He just walked a few feet from the firelight, his movements relaxed and open. There was no aggression in it, only a simple, animal honesty. I watched, not with shock, but with a sense of wonder at his comfort in his own skin. Ryan noticed. He was always noticing me, but his look wasn't calculating; it was gentle, questioning. He rose and joined his brother, and in that moment, it felt like they were inviting me into their world, a world without pretense. Their silhouettes framed by the firelight tempted me like never before. An unspoken challenge hung in the air, thick as the smoke. I don’t remember deciding to stand, only that I was on my feet. My hands trembled on my zipper. I couldn't go, not with them watching. "It's okay," Ryan murmured. "Just breathe." Jack reached over, his fingers brushing my arm. The touch was so light it was almost a question. Something deep inside me unclenched. The sound that came out was a sigh, followed by the steady hiss of my piss hitting the ground. It was the most liberating moment of my uptight life. It felt stupidly intimate, the three of us in the dark. The sound of it loud, as it sprayed against the leaves. When I finished, Ryan stepped closer, his hand finding mine. His skin was warm, his grip firm. He guided my hand down, placing it on his cock. A current ran through me, a jolt of pure, terrifying exhilaration. Jack moved to my other side, his fingers tracing the line of my spine. The firelight danced on the skin of our legs, turning us into creatures of shadow and flame. Jack began to stroke me, his touch clinical, detached, and my body betrayed me, hardening under his expert manipulation. They knew. They had known all along. My pants felt heavy, useless, and they pooled at my ankles without a thought. I sank to my knees, not from desire, but from the sheer weight of their will. It was easier to submit than to fight. When Ryan put his cock in my mouth, it was an act of possession which I relished. Tasting salt and fire smoke, the raw, unvarnished truth of the moment. A small brown bottle appeared under my nose, Ryan's voice a low murmur, "Breathe." The sharp chemical scent cleared my head, sharpening every sensation until all that was left was the fire, the earth, and the three of us. The little brown bottle was a tool, a chemical key to unlock the final door of my resistance, to ensure I was pliant and willing for whatever came next. The world narrowed to a pinprick of light, the sounds of the night fading into a dull roar. I was an instrument, and they were the players. I answered by curling my fingers around him, feeling him respond to my touch. Jack knelt beside me, his hands stroking my hair, his lips peppering my neck with soft kisses as I took Ryan deeper into my throat. It wasn't a performance; it was exploration. It was an embrace, pure and simple. It was an act of my surrender to a feeling, not a force. Again the bottle was offered to me, this time without pressure, a suggestion to "make it feel even better," and the rush was a wave of pure sensation that washed away any lingering self-doubt. Choking on Ryan's cock with tears pooling around my eyes, Jack found my hole and started to probe. My moans betrayed me as they grew louder with his continuing advance into me. With a subtle command from Ryan motioning me to rise, the three of us moved together toward the tent, leaving our clothes behind like discarded inhibitions, breadcrumbs to our night. The zipper of the tent had barely closed behind me before Ryan pushed me down onto the sleeping bags, the chemical rush from the bottle still burning through my veins like liquid fire. My head spun in the best way—every heartbeat throbbing in my cock, every one of my nerves screaming for more. Jack was already on his knees behind me, spreading my cheeks with rough hands. I felt the cool night air hit my hole for only a second before his tongue was there—hot, wet, relentless—rimming me like he’d been starving for it. I moaned around Ryan’s cock, the sound muffled and filthy, drool running down my chin as Ryan fucked my throat, slow and deep. “Fuck, he tastes so good bro,” Jack muttered, his fingers tangled in my hair, guiding me down until my nose pressed against his brother's pubes. The smell of whiskey, sweat, and smoke still clung to all three of us, mixing with the sharp tang of sex in the confined space. Jack pulled back just long enough to spit on my hole, then he slid two fingers in without warning. I bucked hard, choking on Ryan’s cock, but Ryan only laughed low and held me down, forcing me further into my natural desires of submission to them. The brown bottle appeared again—Ryan uncapped it and held it under my nose while Jack worked a third finger inside me. “Deep breath, freshman.” I inhaled hard. The rush hit like a ton of bricks, my hole relaxed instantly, greedy and open. I pushed back against Jack’s hand, like a slut in heat. Jack didn’t make me wait long. I heard the crinkle of a condom wrapper. I withdrew my mouth from Ryan's cock, looked back at Jack, and said, "No, man, I want to feel you fuck me." Jack smiled as he slicked up his cock with lube. Then the pressure—thick, blunt, perfect. Jack’s cockhead breaching me, stretching me further open inch by slow inch while Ryan fucked my face in rhythm. I was stuffed from both ends, helpless and drooling and loving every second of it. Like the faggot I always jerked off to being one day. They took turns after that. Jack pounding my ass until I saw stars, Ryan choking me on his cock until tears ran down my face, then switching—Ryan’s thicker cock splitting me open while Jack fed me his balls, making me lick and suck, worship them like the needy little faggot I’d just discovered I was for them. At some point they flipped me onto my back. Ryan folded me in half, knees to my chest, and slammed in so deep I felt him in my throat. Jack straddled my face, grinding his sweaty ass down onto my tongue while teasing the head of my leaking cock in time with Ryan’s thrusts. I came first—hands-free, untouched, just from Ryan’s dick nailing my prostate and Jack’s hole smothering me. My orgasm ripped through me like a seizure, cum splattering across my stomach and chest in thick ropes while both of them laughed and called me their “freshman faggot slut.” They didn’t stop. Ryan pulled out and shot across my face, thick streaks painting my lips and cheeks like a cheap whore. Jack followed seconds later, adding his load to the mess, marking me inside and out. I lay there wrecked and trembling, covered in cum and sweat, while they kissed lazily above me—tongues tangling, hands roaming, like they’d done this a hundred times before. Eventually Ryan reached for the whiskey bottle, took a swig, and poured a splash across my chest. Jack leaned down and licked it off my skin, slow and filthy. “Welcome to the club, bro,” Jack breathed, his lips brushing mine, his stubble scraping like sandpaper as he kissed me deeply, letting me taste the whiskey and a mixture of our cum. I passed out between them sometime after, sticky, wrecked, and happier than I’d ever been in my life. Let me know if you want me to continue this story. Special thanks to @pupHawaii for posting the top picture.

Thursday night - 8 pm. I turn to Drew and smile at him. He looks at me a little sheepishly, eyes glazed over from the G he drank earlier. Kid looks fucking happy and dreamy. “Drew, I want you to watch what I do. Okay? I want you to know what’s happening each step of the way. You follow?” “Yessir.” His answer made my dick leak a little in my jeans. Seeing a boy so willing and open gets my juices going. I’ve done my fair share of corruption. But once in a while, having someone willing to explore and find their chemmed-up piggy side without too much fuss is fucking awesome. You can just enjoy the show as they discover themselves. “This is Tina. Crystal. This is going to make our time together even hotter. You understand?” “Yessir.” “Good. This is really good dope. It’s going to make you feel so good and so very horny. I’m going to take some out of this bag and break it up. It’s going to go into this glass pipe. There are different kinds of pipes in the drawer, but let’s start with this one. We’ll get to the others later.” “Some people use the long end of the glass pipe to scoop up the broken bits from the bag. Or you can use a piece of folded paper. You pour the broken shards onto the paper and then slide the crystals into the pipe. Whatever way you do it, I want you to always pay attention. Don’t spill any. If you crush it too fine, just leave it in the bag, and we’ll do something else with it. I prefer to have shards this size in the pipe. You follow?” “Yessir.” “Listen to the sound of Tina going in the pipe. You’re going to love that sound, Drew. Just hearing it will make your heart race. Now, hold the pipe between your fingers, and I’ll show you how to use the torch.” “It’s a simple click, but the key is not to get it too close to the pipe. With your other hand, you’re going to bring the torch up to the ball. Remember, not too close, then slowly melt the crystals. As soon as you see wisps of smoke, turn away from the pipe and exhale the air from your lungs. Then I want you to bring the pipe up, close your pretty lips around it, and inhale. Keep going until you can’t breathe anymore. Got it?" Drew knows how to follow instructions well. He takes the pipe and keeps breathing until he turns to me and indicates he can’t take in any more smoke. I nod and encourage him to keep inhaling. “You can do it, boy. Keep going. Make your daddy and uncle proud.” He did one more inhale through his nose and sucked up the smoke. “Okay, go ahead and slowly blow it out.” Drew blows out a huge cloud and has a bright smile on his face, knowing he just did a great job. He watched the clouds drift in the air, mesmerized. We don’t rest on our laurels, though. “Not bad. I want you to do it four more times and try to get bigger and bigger clouds. Make it really thick. As soon as I say that, I put my hand on his right leg and rub the inside of his thigh. God, his smooth skin feels so good. I circle near his crotch, but not going too near it yet. I want him to get seriously spun first. Drew goes on to hit the pipe, one after another. Jack’s looking over, smiling. I can see his hard-on through his jeans. He loves watching this up close. “Uncle Jack. What do you think? How’s our boy doing? “Amazing. How do you feel, Drew?” As soon as Drew finishes his fourth hit, he leans back on the couch. Eyes wide open, his left hand is already mindlessly groping his dick through his shorts. “I feel great! Wow, I’m already horny! “Good! Go over and sit on your Uncle Jack’s lap, Drew. We want you to keep hitting the pipe while he watches you up close.” Drew gets up, a little shaky, which gives me a moment to palm his crotch and squeeze his tight, plump ass. He gives a slight moan and breathes in. His body is probably tingling already. I know mine is, and I haven’t had any hits since I left the house. He sits on Jack and leans back. Jack’s hands are all over his torso, going under his shirt, feeling him up and down. Jack then takes his left hand to move Drew’s head so they can make out. I can see spit and their tongues dancing. While they do this, I take the pipe and take a big hit myself. I get up over the two of them and lean over to blow it into Drew’s mouth while Jack goes back to tweaking Drew’s nips. Drew’s legs are over Jack’s, back to spread open. He’s going to be in this position a lot over the next few days. I move the coffee table back and kneel between their legs. I hand Drew the pipe and torch and instruct him to take a few more hits, blowing each one to Uncle Jack while they make out. I tell him I want to see big, thick clouds leaving Jack. As Drew goes back and hits the pipe, I get a chance to look more closely at his beautiful legs. Kid must be a runner or works out a lot. Who knows how long Jack had to go fishing to get this boy, but I’m glad he found someone who wants to experience this. I move close to his crotch and take a deep inhale. Mmmm, freshly certified bottom boy. I lean in and lightly lick the exposed area on the side of his shorts. I hear the click of the lighter as he continues to take hits of the pipe, while Uncle Jack plays with his nips. This kid’s a natural. Jack’s whispering something to Drew. I can’t hear it exactly, but I can tell that Drew is getting hard with Tina and dirty talk. I reach in and grab his growing cock under his shorts, and fish it to the side. I lick the side of his cock and get it wet and sloppy. I love being between a bottom’s legs while they’re taking hits. Pushing more of his gym shorts to the side, I move to the head of his cock and spit on it, getting it wet before going in and sucking his cock. He’s starting to moan between hits. I think he’s done 10 total so far. I can feel his cock get even harder in my mouth. I move my tongue to the slit of his cock, and he leaks a little precum. It’s sweet and tasty. “Jack, let’s get Drew naked.” I grab his shorts and pull them down, while Jack takes off Drew’s shirt. Love a naked boy while we’re both still wearing our clothes. To be fair, my cock is aching to get out. But there will be more than enough time to get naked. We’re not in a rush. For now, Jack and I love the contrast. He looks so fresh and fuckable. I run my hands over his light brown bush. Can’t wait to take this off later. I go back to sucking him, while Drew makes out with Jack again. Jack is still playing with Drew’s nipples and chest. By the end of this weekend, boy’s going to have eraser-size nips. Drew’s fully hard now in my mouth. His dick is glossy and warm from my spit. He gives me the pipe, and I take a big hit before going back down on his cock. I give him a sloppy wet blowjob, smoke coming out of the sides of my mouth and nose. I look up to see Drew smiling. I know he’s feeling good now. Jack says to Drew, “No shame in this house. If you want a hit, just take the pipe or ask for it. We’ll instruct you to take hits, too, but I want you to do whatever you want, say whatever you want with us. Okay?” As soon as Drew nods a yes, Jack takes Drew’s legs and folds them so that Drew’s feet are on Jack’s knees. This gives me full access to Drew’s pink hole. It’s beautiful. I can’t wait to see it loaded with our cum and spit, gaped. “Let your daddy see your hole, Drew.” I lean in and start to kiss around it. I stick my tongue out and make a line of spit in between his balls and his boy hole. Jack grabs Drew’s cock and starts to slowly jack him. I go in further and give his hole a kiss. There are a few faint hairs. We’ll get that off later too. I then stick my tongue out and start to move it around the hole, before straightening it out and sticking it inside. It tastes so good. Drew’s moaning with my tongue inside, and Jack playing with his cock. Drew moves his right hand down to paw at Jack’s cock through his jeans. We must have been in this position for ten minutes before I surface for air. “Good boy! You taste amazing. Now, I want you to get between Uncle Jack's legs and take out his cock out of his jeans. I'm going to be right behind you tasting your hole some more."

So ran out of lube and only had Vaseline and initially I thought “oh my god this is such a cliche” - it was enough to get a giant dick in me but still had plenty of friction, great for barebacking. Hole definitely feels more worked than a typical fuck, which I love. Might not be good for beginners but I’m far from a beginner. 🙂

Love breeding deep. His warm hole squeezing my cock and pulling out every last drop. Even better if his hole is wet from others cum. Recently fucked a guy after another seeded his hole. Best lube! All squishy and wet as I slid inside and pounded his hole he was moaning in pleasure as I shot my cum deep inside him. When I was done the next guy slid in!

Update - Sorry to everyone that is enjoying my story. I'm afraid I am going through a big case of writers block with these characters. I hope to have the next installment written out soon.

I think I’ll add one contrasting point of view here which is as somebody who is Poz. I get a lot of engagement from the neg and Chase our community, whether they identify as a chaser or not. I think maybe in asking the question it helps stigmatize somebody’s individual choice as to whether or not they saw it or whether or not it was simply an accidental occurrence. I agree with most other others, though that it doesn’t really matter and it’s probably not the best question to ask until you’re at a very deep level of friendship with that person.

For four days I’ve been taking my fuck buddy’s toxic loads. He’s been fucking me for about a year. I don’t know if we just have some strange chemistry but it’s making me even more obsessed with toxic loads but especially his. The others I’ve taken just didn’t feel as electric but were still great. I only have to wait until tomorrow morning before he breads me again and I’m obsessing. He’s an amazing dom fuck with a fat dick. I’m just obsessed with getting his dick.

I'd say it's way more than 3:1 since pretty much any fag will kneel on command. It's a throatfucker's market.

I think that what's unpardonable is to lie. When guys breed, and neither guy asks about status, assumedly neither guy is all that concerned (for a number of reasons, i.e. on PrEP, not on PrEP, chasing, whatever). At the fuckjoints I go to, I can't remember any guy even asking me what's in my loads.

Last night from sniffies two guys in a storage garage. Met them in the parking area walked to the storage unit. Had a mattress heater and a light. We got to business fast and I got two loads.

Part 9 I can’t believe that out of all the hot poz guys here, Chad is the one, who was chosen to fuck me. After we arrived at the resort, which was fully booked by our group, we had to take a test to determine our status. Sadly, I am still neg, even after weeks of fucking poz guys in all varieties, but I wasn’t the only one. There were four other men, who were neg, but shared the desire to be pozzed. Michael, a French bodybuilder in his late 40s and self-described power bottom has been to this tour for three years but never managed to get the bug. His husband Alexander has been poz for over a decade now, but Michael just seems to be immune, the poor guy. Then there was Benji, a mid-20 something Latino man, who has been chasing for over a year. His best friend is a freshly pozzed guy named Sam, who got the bug on this tour last year. Lastly, there was Liam, the ‘sugar daddy’ of Chad, but that description is ridiculous as he is younger than me, just turned 30. Those three and I were the neg guys, who needed to be introduced to the poz way, and apparently, that meant being fucked by the youngest poz guy around. Of course, Chad, being the youngest of the group chose me without hesitation. As I wanted to protest Mark whispered to me to stay calm as I was not allowed to refuse him. So, after the other youngsters have chosen their neg holes, all of them needed to go to a room accompanied by at least two other men of the group. In the end I found myself in the cabin of Chad with Mark and Fred, another mid-30-something Latino and apparently friend of Chad, watching us. Chad ordered me to strip for him, and I did as I was told, but focused my gaze mostly on Mark, who encouraged me to keep going by taking his cock out and stroking it. Fred took a phone out of his pocket and started recording or taking photos, I don’t mind being filmed, so this didn’t bother me at all. After a few minutes only my cock was still covered by small silver thong – originally a surprise for Mark – Chad pulled my down on his lap, his cock hard through his pants. He switched our positions, sat me on the chair and started to strip for me now. He started with his pants, which confused me, but as he finally took of his T-Shirt, I knew why he kept it for last: a new vibrant biohazard tattoo marking his stomach. I am so mesmerised by the tattoo, that it takes me a moment to realise Chad is positioning his cock at my mouth. My mind comes back to reality, but the tattoo has driven all hesitations away and with a primal urge I push myself against his cock and take all of it in my mouth, precum hitting my tongue. Chad’s cock really is lovely, it is big and girthy without being threatening, I have to admit, this cock could fuck me all day in and out. While I suck Chad off, I lose all feeling for time and space, being yanked to the bed and suddenly penetrated by this hot poz cock. Chad changes our positions forcefully and a little clumsy, but he finally finds a good rhythm, when I am on all fours and he is thrusting relentlessly inside me. Mark is now watching us with lust and envy, while Fred keeps pointing his phone at us. ‘Smile, you little neg bitch, this is the moment you get converted, enjoy it’ Fred yells. Even as I despise him instinctively a smile shows on my face, a smile I see in the mirror on the opposite wall full of lust, hunger and ecstasy. The words of Fred turn Chad on, and his cock starts to flex inside me. With a loud, guttural moan he shoots his toxic poz load inside me, collapsing on top of me. ‘That was great Thomas… I hope my seed is the one converting you.’ The he gets closer to my ear, whispering ‘you would be carrying a fabulous strain as your little brother is fucking my gift giver at the moment’ I was too exhausted to register all the words, but Mark heard them and looked bewildered. ‘Tony? Do you mean Tony pozzed you?’ Mark asked perplexed. ‘Yes, exactly, he was the only guy I was hooking up with the last months, despite Luke of course, so I guess if this knock up worked, we will become quite the poz family.’ Now I am lying in my bed, Mark beside me and we both are talking about Chad, Tony and Luke. But our discussion is interrupted by a phone call from Luke. ‘Hey, little brother, what’s up?’ ‘I got a picture from Chad a few minutes ago, how was that dick the second time?’ I am unsure if he is angry or teasing, so I decide to pretend all is good. ‘You know, Chad really is a great fuck, but I would have loved to be poz-fucked by someone else today. Are you angry?’ ‘Angry? No, don’t worry about it. It’s sex, Tony and I talked about it, he fucked him too a few months ago, apparently, he might have given him the bug.’ ‘Yeah, Chad told me. I am still neg, so if I convert because of this fuck, Tony would be my gift giver too.’ ‘Well, that would be crazy. Maybe we both will be brothers carrying the same strain of HIV, wow that would be hot.’ ‘Luke, that would be great, but at the moment I am not even sure, when it finally will happen for me. I have been fucking poz guys for weeks now and nothing.’ ‘Hey, don’t be a downer, remember, you gave me the article about bug chasing and what was one of the main key points?... it can take months or years to get the gift.’ ‘You’re right little brother, but how is it on your end? Are you okay with being off PrEP?’ ‘It is wild, I am horny all the time, today I took a couple of anon poz loads at the beach and it felt so exhilarating, so right. This is the right path for me; I am a full-blown bug chaser now.’ ‘That’s great to hear. I feel it too, you just become more alive, more yourself.’ ‘Exactly, now we just have to see, who will be poz first of the two of us.’ ‘Well, may the best slut win’ Luke laughs and then we end the call, I turn to Mark, who has fallen asleep. I turn of the light, snuggling myself into a hug with him, while the cum of Chad slowly starts to drop out of my hole.

Chapter 8 The silence in the living room was a physical thing, thick and swollen, after Jared’s footsteps faded toward the kitchen. The only sound was the faint hum of the freezer door opening and closing. Jordan let out a breath he didn’t realize he’d been holding, the aftermath of their explosive encounter still tingling across his skin. He turned to make a comment to Blake, some stupid joke to break the weird, post-nut tension, but the words died in his throat. Blake was already looking at him. Not just looking. Staring. His dark eyes were locked on Jordan’s, wide and unblinking, stripped of all the easygoing confidence from moments before. They were full of a raw, hungry intensity that sent a primal jolt straight to Jordan’s core. Before Jordan could process it, before he could form a single thought, Blake was moving. He surged forward, his hand cupping the back of Jordan’s neck, and slammed their mouths together. It wasn’t like the sloppy, nervous kisses from their group session. This was different. This was singular. Focused. Blake’s lips were insistent, possessive, his tongue sweeping into Jordan’s mouth with a desperate urgency that tasted of sweat and then a muffled sound of surprise was swallowed by the kiss. Jordan’s hands came up, not to push him away, but to grip his biceps, his fingers digging into the solid muscle there as his mind spun. After a few stunned seconds, Jordan managed to turn his head, breaking the seal of their mouths. He was breathing hard, his own lips tingling. “Whoa. Whoa, hold on,” he panted. “Where did that come from, man? I thought… I thought you were straight. After all that, I thought…” Blake didn’t pull back far. His forehead rested against Jordan’s, his breath hot on Jordan’s lips. His voice was a low, ragged whisper, the confession tumbling out in a rush. “I am. I am straight. I only ever have feelings for women. But I like to mess around with guys. It’s just… a thing. A physical thing.” He paused, his grip on Jordan’s neck tightening almost imperceptibly. “But when I realized it was you… when I saw it was you on your knees for me that first time… fuck, Jordan.” He pulled back just enough to look him in the eye, his gaze burning with a years-long secret finally seeing the light. “All those times in the gym. During practices. In the locker room, changing, showering… I’d watch you. Bro, I watched you all the time. I had no fucking clue what it meant, I just knew it made me hard. Made me crazy.” Jordan’s heart was hammering against his ribs. He could only stare, captivated, as Blake laid himself bare. “So many times,” Blake continued, his voice dropping even lower, becoming almost confessional. “I’d go home after practice, after seeing the water run down your chest in the showers, the way your muscles flexed when you pulled your shirt off… sometimes I wouldn’t even make it all the way home. I’d have to pull my truck over on a back road because I couldn’t fucking take it anymore.” He leaned in closer, his lips brushing Jordan’s ear, his words a hot, shocking caress. “I’d sit there in the driver’s seat and stroke my dick raw thinking about you. Wondering how your skin would taste under my tongue. How your precum would taste, clean and salty. How your lips would feel on mine. I’d even… fuck, this is so messed up… I’d sniff my own jockstrap after a practice, the one that had been soaked with my sweat right next to yours, and it would give me the most intense orgasms I’d ever had. I was mesmerized by you, Jordan. Your body. Your smell. You.” The confession hung in the air, obscene and flattering and terrifying all at once. A warmth, entirely separate from the heat of arousal, spread through Jordan’s chest. To be wanted like that, so desperately and for so long, was a powerful, heady drug. His own cock, spent just minutes ago, gave a interested, traitorous twitch against his thigh. But his mind, cutting through the haze of lust and surprise, threw up a red flag. A big one. Jared. Jared was all he wanted. This thing with Blake… it was intense, it was filthy and hot, but it was just physical. It had to be. Jared was his heart. He opened his mouth, unsure what he was even going to say—a thank you, a rejection, a question—when the creak of the kitchen door hinge cut through the thick silence. Both of their heads snapped toward the sound. Jared stood frozen in the doorway, a baking sheet of frozen wings in one oven-mitted hand. His eyes took in the scene in a single, sweeping glance: Jordan and Blake, faces inches apart, their body language intimate, charged, their breathing still uneven. His expression flickered, a rapid-fire shift from casual expectation to sharp, perceptive curiosity. His gaze dropped, lingering for a fraction of a second on the obvious, renewed bulge tenting the front of Jordan’s athletic shorts, then flicked to Blake’s similarly strained jeans. A slow, knowing, confident smirk spread across Jared’s face. It wasn’t angry. It wasn’t jealous. It was utterly, wickedly turned on. He tossed the baking sheet onto the coffee table with a loud clatter, never breaking eye contact with them. “Well,” he drawled, his voice a low, husky thing that vibrated through the room. "Now, time for the main course." Jordan pulled away abruptly, his chest tight with an unplaceable guilt. Blake took a step back, his face flushed and his breathing still heavy. He ran a hand through his hair, avoiding eye contact. “I think… I should go,” he muttered, his voice thick with something between shame and desire. Jared blinked, confusion flickering across his face as the charged atmosphere in the room dissolved into awkward tension. “Wait, what’s going on?” he asked, glancing between the two of them. Blake shook his head, grabbing his jacket from the couch. “Nothing. Just… I’ll see you guys later.” Without another word, he headed for the door, leaving Jordan and Jared alone. Jordan exhaled shakily, running a hand over his face. “He… he told me something,” he admitted, looking at Jared. “About how he’s felt about me for a long time. Like, years. It just… caught me off guard.” Jared’s eyebrows lifted, but his expression softened as he stepped closer. “Damn. That’s… intense. Poor guy.” “Yeah,” Jordan agreed, rubbing the back of his neck. “I feel kind of bad for him. But… I don’t know, it’s not like I did anything wrong, right?” Jared chuckled softly, closing the distance between them. He placed a reassuring hand on Jordan’s shoulder, his touch steady and grounding. “Hey, don’t overthink it. You didn’t lead him on or anything. It’s not your fault he’s been harboring all that.” Jordan sighed, leaning into Jared’s touch. “I know. It’s just… weird.” Jared smirked, his confidence returning as he tilted Jordan’s chin up to meet his gaze. “You know what’s not weird? Us. I’m not threatened by Blake or his confession. I know where we stand, Jord. You’re mine, and I’m yours. End of story.” Jordan felt a warmth spread through him, his guilt melting away under Jared’s unwavering certainty. He smiled faintly, nodding. “Yeah. You’re right.” Jared’s smirk widened, and he leaned in, brushing their lips together in a soft, reassuring kiss. “Always am. Now, let’s forget about Blake and focus on us. Because honestly? This whole thing just made me want you even more.” Jordan laughed softly, the tension finally breaking as he wrapped his arms around Jared. “You’re insatiable.” “And you love it,” Jared shot back, his voice low and playful before capturing Jordan’s lips again, sealing away any lingering doubts.

I can’t even come up with an accurate number for so many different reasons. I tried once to do it an in Excel spreadsheet, even layering in the sex parties and stuff that I knew occurred during certain periods of time because I would’ve taken a lot more loads during those you know five hours in a dark room type of thing. I estimated somewhere between 5000 and 12,000 people probably closer to 12

I use Vaseline for lube. I use it when I go to the Bathhouse. Some guys there insist on a condom. I know it can compromise a condom. Which is fine with me. I want the tops load in my ass.

Part 4 Tommy had a hard time following his instructor. His mind was spinning, his ass felt empty and begged to be filled, and he was horny as hell. Tommy really had to restrain himself from jumping on his instructor and asking him to do dirty things to him. All of Tommy's inhibitions and prejudices had melted like snow in the sun, and that wasn't just because of the G and Miss Tina melting in his pussy. It was also because he had gone completely wild from the blowjob he had received from Dylan, or should he say Daisy. Seeing Dylan get fucked had also stirred something in him, and before his eyes he saw the fat cock sliding into Dylan's pussy and saw how he enjoyed it. Now that he himself had such an empty and begging feeling in his own ass, he could think of nothing else but getting fucked himself. When the instructor stopped at a door, Tommy couldn't control himself anymore and rubbed his ass against the bulge in his instructor's pants. The instructor looked at him with a grin. I: You're all set. Go on in. A Chief will be here soon and will give you the next lesson. Not that you'll need much encouragement. But still, do as you're told and you'll be generously rewarded. Tommy went inside and lay down on the bed he saw. Tommy couldn't control himself anymore and caressed his body with his hands. Carefully, he slid his hand to his sphincter and when he touched it with his finger, he felt an enormous urge coming on. It was a feeling he had never experienced before and one he couldn't fight. Without really realizing it, he stuck his finger in his ass and let out a sigh of relief. It wasn't quite what he needed, but it was the best he could get at the moment, and he had to make do with it. Tommy wasn't alone for long. But Tommy was completely lost in his own horny world and pleasure that he didn't notice a chief wearing a ski mask had entered the room. Tommy was still playing with himself and had completely surrendered. 😄 That's right, Tommy, surrender completely and let your true nature come out. T: Hmmmmmm, I'm so fucking horny and my ass is begging to be filled. Tommy heard what he said and somehow couldn't believe the words coming out of his own mouth. But it was true, and it was how he felt, and he couldn't deny it or stop it. 😄 Shall I help you relieve your feelings a little, boy? Tommy looked at the muscular man in the balaclava with a pleading look. He saw that he was completely naked except for the balaclava and had a fat, limp cock hanging between his legs. T: Please, chief, help me, I don't know how to get rid of this. 😄 I know how you can get rid of this, but you'll have to do what I tell you. T: I'll do anything to get rid of this, anything at all. 😄 That's what I like to hear, boy. The chief took out a pipe filled with crystals and a syringe. 😄 One of these two, or both if you want, will help you. T: I don't smoke, chief, I've never smoked. 😄 Then I'll choose for you. T: Okay, chief, please give it to me so I can get rid of this. 😄 I'll give it to you, sweetheart. But you have to earn it first. T: Tell me what to do, chief, I'll do anything. The chief took his limp dick in his hands and signaled to Tommy to suck it hard. Tommy felt his stomach turn and how much he wanted to refuse, but he couldn't. Because the signals he was getting from his ass were overwhelming. Zack sank to his knees. I: good, then crawl on all fours if you can't stand on your legs. Although Zack found this very degrading, he was glad he didn't have to stand on his legs. Because his head was spinning and he too was struggling to control the begging of his ass. His instructor opened the door to the room and the light came on immediately. Zack crawled inside and the door closed behind him. Zack saw a chair in the middle of the room and crawled towards it, and just as he was about to sit down, his eyes fell on two dildos attached to the wall with suction cups. His mind said no, but his body, and especially his ass, begged to go to the dildos. He tried to fight it, but his horniness and clouded mind took over, and he crawled toward the dildos. Next to the dildos was a bottle of lubricant, and on autopilot, he rubbed some lubricant on the dildo and a little on his ass He turned around, and when he felt the tip of his dildo pushing against his sphincter, he was completely lost. His urge to be filled and his instincts took over, and he pushed his ass back, feeling the tip of the dildo drill its way through his sphincter. Zack let out a sigh of relief and satisfaction as he felt the dildo slide into his pussy. Not much later, his chief came in. He was a solidly built, hairy man with a sturdy piece between his legs. This chief was also wearing a balaclava, and Zack, who was completely lost in his own world of pleasure, didn't notice. Zack was fucking himself and moaning with pure pleasure. But that pleasure was abruptly interrupted when he was hit on the head. 😄 well slut, what are we doing. The chief grabbed Zack's head and tried to look him in the eyes, but Zack's eyes rolled back in their sockets and his pupils were very wide. The chief pulled Zack upright. Although Zack wanted to resist, he did nothing. He couldn't make it in this condition and against this muscular man. The chief pulled him along and laid him chest down on a fuck bench and tied him up. His legs were spread and these were also tied down. Before Zack fully realized what position he was in, he was completely tied up and couldn't move anymore. 😄 So Zack, you promised you would cooperate. The chief took out a pipe filled with crystals and wanted to put it in Zack's mouth. But Zack turned his head. 😄 Okay, this is your choice. The chief put the pipe away for a moment and gave Zack's butt a few hard slaps. Zack let out a loud cry of pain with each slap. His butt began to turn red, and the chief offered the pipe again. Against his better judgment, Zack turned his head away again. The chief put the pipe away again, took a whip, and struck Zack's back and buttocks several times with it. Zack's skin was now not only red but also beginning to show some welts. The chief offered the pipe to Zack again, and Zack refused again. The chief now loosened Zack's penis cage, took his balls in his hands, and squeezed them hard. Zack began to scream in pain, and because the chief didn't think that was enough, he also slapped Zack's butt a few times. Zack was in agony. 😄 Have you had enough, boy, or do you want more? Z: Enough, stop. Please stop. I'll do what you ask. 😄 That's better, boy. Because you'll never win anyway. Just accept it now. The chief offered the pipe again, and this time Zack let him place it against his lips. 😄 Good boy, see, it's not that hard. 😄 When I say so, take a deep breath, understand? The chief began to melt the crystals, and when the pipe was filled with smoke, the chief told Zack he could inhale. But Zack tried one last time to resist. The chief grabbed Zack's hair and pulled it hard, then hit him on the head. 😄 This can go on until tomorrow morning, boy. I'm here to break you and I have nothing else to do. So keep it up. It only excites me more. Zack could only see his master's mouth and eyes, but he could still see the devilish look in his master's eyes. He knew he could never keep this up or win, so he sucked in the smoke that was still in the pipe. He felt his body getting warmer, more energetic, and his head spinning again. His ass, which had calmed down a bit, was reactivated, and he felt the overwhelming desire return. 😄 Good, Zack. Now a few more times. Zack had completely surrendered, and he blew four more thick white clouds into the room. Then the instructor took the pipe away and saw Zack rubbing himself against the fuck bench. The instructor rubbed Zack's red ass and had one last crystal in his hand. He placed it against Zack's sphincter and when he pushed it in, he heard Zack moan with pleasure. Zack tried to fight it, but the feeling he got when he felt the finger slide inside was far too good. The instructor stood between Zack's legs and placed his limp cock against Zack's pussy and started dry fucking him. His cock slid between Zack's butt cheeks and he felt Zack push his ass back to let him push into his pussy. 😄 I knew you were a fuck slut, boy. Look at how your ass begs to be fucked by a fat cock. But you'll have to earn it, boy. You won't get it for free. You have to prove that you really want it. I want to hear you beg for it. Zack may have been completely horny and high from the G and Tina, but he had a lot of trouble with this last part. He could barely get the words out and fought against it fiercely. But the chief was still dry humping him, and he could no longer suppress or ignore the pleading from his ass. The sensation from the stimulation had now become completely unbearable, and he gave in. Zack whispered Z: Fuck me. 😄 What did you say, slut? I can't hear you. Zack spoke a little louder but still quietly Z: Fuck me and don't call me a slut. 😄 I still don't understand, slut. You have to beg and scream. Z: Fuck you. 😄 No, fuck you, and you need it. Z: Please fuck me. I can't take it anymore. 😄 Say you're a slut and that your pussy needs to be fucked. Zack gritted his teeth. Z: I'm a slut and my pussy needs to be fucked. Is that good enough, asshole? The chief started laughing. 😄 I'll have to make do with this, I guess. The chief came out from between Zack's legs and Zack didn't know what was happening. Z: Why the hell aren't you fucking me? I begged you. 😄 You think I can fuck your pussy properly with a limp cock, slut? Tommy's instructor took a tourniquet and tied it around Tommy's arm. Tommy watched what the instructor was doing with his big flying saucers. T: I don't know if I really want this, chief. 😄 Of course you want this, baby. Your pussy is begging for it, and you'll feel so much better afterwards. Your true nature will come out, and everything you long for and dream about will come true. T: I don't know if I want my true nature to come out. I don't know if I want this. 😄 Be quiet, baby. You'll thank me later, and all your fears and inhibitions will disappear. The chief had found a nice vein, and Tommy felt the needle pierce his skin. T: Please, chief. Don't do it. Tommy felt his heart beating faster and could feel his pulse in his throat. He was very tense about what was to come. 😄 Honey, this is really what you need. Just enjoy the flight. The chief saw and registered and pushed the plunger in. Tommy saw the red liquid from the syringe disappear into his arm, and although he was still horny, he felt a momentary fear of what was to come. He felt a little short of breath, felt intense pressure on his chest, and began to cough violently. His thoughts raced in all directions and his body felt electrically charged. His pussy was glowing and, just as the chief had said, all his fears and inhibitions had completely disappeared. The whore in Tommy came to the surface and Tommy couldn't stop it. He came on his own and heard himself begging to be fucked. 😄 See, baby. What do you say to your chief now? T: Oh fuck, I'm a dirty whore. Fuck my pussy, chief. Fuck me as hard as you can. I beg you. The chief pulled Tommy toward him and put Tommy's legs on his shoulders. Tommy had completely lost control of himself and was shaking like a leaf on the bed. T: yeah, chief. Ram that fat cock of yours into my pussy and fuck me as hard as you can. The chief pushed his cockhead against Tommy's glowing sphincter, who began to go into ecstasy when he felt the cockhead start to drill through his sphincter. Tommy felt the glans slide into his pussy and although it hurt at first, pleasure and desire took over and he began to moan loudly. The chief pushed his cock all the way in and felt that Tommy's pussy no longer offered any resistance. He let Tommy get used to his cock and let him catch his breath for a moment, then began to fuck him gently and rhythmically. Tommy was deep in his own horny world and couldn't believe how blissful it felt to have his pussy filled with a fat cock. How could he ever have resisted this so much? It felt wonderful to feel a cock sliding into his ass and his prostate being stimulated like that. This was so much better than he could ever have imagined. He thought he would die of pain if something was stuck in his ass, but the opposite was true. This was so much better than fucking a pussy yourself or jerking off and then shooting your load. This surpassed everything, and Tommy surrendered completely to his lord and master. T: Oh fuck, chief. This feels so fucking good. Don't stop, never stop fucking my ass. I surrender completely and will become the most willing whore for you. 😄 I knew you were a willing whore, baby. We're going to teach you everything so you can fulfill every man's desires and needs and so you can enjoy it yourself. T: Fuck yes, chief. Fuck me, fuck me hard. Tommy felt the chief gradually pick up the pace and start pounding her pussy harder and harder. His cock was all the way in her ass, and every time the chief thrust, his full balls slapped against Tommy's ass. Every time Tommy felt the balls slap against his ass, he got the feeling of satisfaction he so desperately craved. Every time the chief pulled his cock out of his pussy, he felt his pussy suck around the chief's cock as if it didn't want to let him go. Tommy didn't know what was happening to him. He had never experienced this blissful feeling before and he wanted more of it. This would certainly not be the last time a real man would fuck his pussy. Like a real slut, Tommy moaned and gasped for air, and the chief increased the pace once more. Kevin sat alone in the room on a chair, waiting. His pussy was no longer glowing, but the burning sensation had given way to an uncontrollable desire for a cock to fill the void. The slut in Kevin was already quite present when Master Chief and another guy entered the room. J: Let him blow a few clouds, slut. The guy who was with Master Chief was handsome, muscular, completely clean-shaven, and could have come straight out of a magazine. He was the perfect boy next door. But he too was under Master Chief's influence and obediently followed his orders. He had a filled pipe in his hand and pushed it against Kevin's lips. Although Kevin was tripping pretty hard, he still wanted to try to refuse to blow the clouds. But the perfect boy next door looked at him with concern and whispered to him. L: I'm Leander, just do what they ask. Just cooperate and you'll see that your new life isn't so bad. Really, believe me. Kevin sighed deeply and let Leander place the pipe against his lips. He didn't need any more explanation or help, because he knew what he had to do. After the fifth cloud, Master Chief gave the signal and Leander took the pipe away. Kevin felt that he was becoming extremely slutty and horny again and that all his inhibitions had disappeared once more. J: Get on your knees, boy, and suck your future colleague's cock. Kevin got down on his knees like a real slut. Leander laid a mattress in front of him, lay down on it, and offered Kevin his cock. Kevin sank down on all fours and looked at Leander's limp but fleshy cock. Master Chief saw that Kevin was hesitating and pushed Kevin's face onto Leander's cock. J: Suck it, bitch. Don't think about it anymore. You know you want that cock in your mouth. Kevin's face rubbed against Leander's fleshy cock and he did indeed feel the urge to take it in his mouth. He opened his mouth and licked the glans, and when he tasted Leander's cock in his mouth, he couldn't hold back anymore. He sucked Leander's cock into his mouth and let it slide deep into his throat until he could hardly breathe. J: See, slut. You're a real cock-hungry whore. Master Chief sat behind Kevin, spread his butt cheeks, and buried his face in them. He started licking Kevin's sphincter with his tongue, and Kevin went into complete ecstasy. This was something he had never experienced before, and it was heavenly. Master Chief took a crystal and, while licking Kevin's pussy, pushed the crystal inside with his finger. Kevin felt the burning sensation in his ass again and with the cock in his mouth getting stiffer, he started moaning. Leander put his hands on Kevin's head and started setting the rhythm himself, occasionally pushing Kevin a little too deep on his long, fleshy cock, which made him start to gag. J: Stop gagging, slut, and breathe that cock deep into your throat. Embrace the cock and relax your throat. Kevin started shaking his ass, and Master Chief knew that the crystal had done its job and that Kevin was ready to be fucked for the first time. He took the poppers, pulled Kevin off Leander's cock, and pushed the poppers under his nose. Kevin sniffed the bottle a few times and the extra layer of horniness came over him. His ass begged to be filled and that fat, meaty cock in front of him made his mouth water. What was happening to him? Why did he crave cock so much? Was he made for this after all, and was this what he had always needed? Master Chief pushed two fingers into Kevin's pussy and saw that he started moaning again. He pushed his fingers deep into Kevin's pussy and scratched the wall of his intestines several times with his nails. When he pulled his fingers out, Master Chief saw that they were covered in blood. J: You're ready to be fucked, slut. Suck your colleague's cock and maybe he'll fill your mouth with his sickening load. Kevin sucked Leander's cock into his mouth again and felt Master Chief take his place between his legs and the tip of his cock push against his wet sphincter. J: I'm going to make you a member of our family, boy. I'm going to ram my infectious cock into your cunt and pump my pozz load into your cunt so that my DNA can corrupt your cells. That way you can truly become a member of our family and no longer escape your true nature and purpose. Kevin only heard cock and ram into cunt, and that was all he needed. K: Fill my ass, Master Chief. The craving is too much. Master Chief grinned and pushed his cockhead against Kevin's sphincter, which opened almost immediately and sucked Master Chief's cock inside. Master Chief felt how warm Kevin's pussy was as his cock slid in, and he heard Kevin enjoying his first cock sliding into his pussy. K: Holy shit, oh my fucking god. This feels so good. Deeper, Master Chief, push it deeper. Zack's chief's limp cock hung dangling in front of his mouth. Zack had already sunk deep into the horny world of cock and cum, but there was still a remnant of rebellion left in him. Zack's body craved the fragrant cock in front of him, but the last remnant of his old masculinity tried to protest and resist. The chief saw that and grabbed Zack by the hair. 😄 If you want that cock in your cunt, bitch, you'll have to suck it, understand? Zack had no choice but to take the cock in his mouth and eliminate the last remnant of his old life. Because his spirit was broken, he couldn't win this. The plea of his cunt was too great and the men he had to compete with too strong. He opened his mouth, knowing he had lost and that from now on he would lead a submissive life. From now on, he would no longer be the man he once was, but a slut who would have to spoil the real men in the world and serve them at their bidding with his mouth and ass. The chief didn't wait for Zack to take his cock in his mouth himself, but rammed it into his mouth. Zack couldn't breathe and began to gag, and as he said goodbye to his old life, he began to suck the chief's cock and opened the door to his new life as a slut. When he fully realized this, a tear rolled down his cheek and he felt a kind of relief wash over his body. Once that feeling came over him, something changed in Zack. He began to suck his lord and master's cock with more abandon, and the chief felt it. 😄 Good, Zack. Let the slut in you come out. You'll feel so much happier when you fully accept your true nature. The chief's cock grew stiffer and stiffer in Zack's mouth, and drool ran from his mouth. The chief had had enough and pulled his stiff cock out of Zack's mouth, grabbed his head, and began kissing him firmly. Zack let it all happen; he had become far too horny and didn't care anymore. The chief broke the kiss and stood behind Zack. Zack felt the chief rub lubricant on his ass and then push his cock into his pussy in one thrust. Zack was in agony. But the chief showed no mercy, pushing his cock balls deep into Zack's pussy. Then he pulled it all the way out to push it back in again, balls deep, in one go. Zack was moaning in pain. But after the chief had pushed his cock in and out of his pussy four times, the pain began to subside and Zack was overcome with a feeling of pleasure. Although he had already been fucked by Master Chief, he had no real physical memory of it and this feeling of pleasure was the first time he experienced what it felt like to be fucked deliciously. Apart from the initial pain, it wasn't so bad and felt better than he could ever have imagined. Zack began to moan. 😄 yeah, bitch, let me hear you enjoy that fat cock in your pussy. Let it sink in that you're enjoying this and that you've always been a whore and you were made to have a cock rammed into your pussy. Zack was moaning loudly with pleasure and he felt his prostate being stimulated and the precum running out of his cock. The chief grabbed Zack's balls and pulled on both his balls and his leaking cock. The chief didn't pull in a way to hurt him, but to make him enjoy it, and he noticed that immediately. Zack began moaning even louder and surrendered completely. Z: aaaaaaaah, hmmmmmmm. Oh yeah. Hmmmm, this feels so good. Fuck my pussy. 😄 Fuck, boy. We're going to turn you into a real slut. A slut who is proud to have Master Chief's DNA flowing through his veins, a slut who lets every load shoot into him and never wastes a drop of fluid. We're going to give you a pussy that opens like a flower when it feels a cock or a fist coming. Zack was completely tripping and was enjoying this blissful feeling for the first time, which he got from the cock in his pussy. Although he was tied up, he started pushing his ass back and riding the chief's cock. The chief stopped fucking and let Zack fuck himself. The chief untied Zack and he lay down on a mattress on the floor. Zack was not yet satisfied and did not understand why the chief had stopped fucking him and why he had been untied. Zack sat up and felt his head spinning violently. He saw the chief lying on the mattress and got down on his knees and crawled towards him. He saw the chief's cock and couldn't control himself and started sucking it. For the first time, he tasted his own pussy and was shocked at how good it tasted. 😄 Come ride my cock, bitch. Show me how much you want a cock in your pussy. Zack let the stiff cock slip out of his mouth and crawled on top of the chief. His mouth touched the chief's, and the chief grabbed him and started kissing him. Then he pushed him away. 😄 Come on, bitch, ride that fat cock. Zack grabbed the chief's cock and sat on top of it. He pushed the glans against his sphincter like a skilled slut and then lowered himself. Zack felt the cock drill its way in again, and this time he felt no pain. His pussy was already stretched open enough that he immediately felt pleasure again. Zack let the cock slide all the way in and then started riding the chief's cock. 😄 You dirty whore. Your pussy is so hungry for cock that it slides in without any trouble. But Zack couldn't keep it up for long, the G and the Tina had made him completely high and made it difficult for him to stay upright. After riding the chief's cock for a while, Zack fell over and the chief laid him on his back but didn't give him a second's rest. He took his legs and put them on his shoulders and pushed his cock into Zack's loose and wet pussy, which didn't stop moaning with pleasure. The chief continued to pound Zack's pussy hard until he was about to cum. Then he quickly pulled his cock out of Zack's pussy. 😄 Open your mouth, slut, so I can shoot my load into it. For now, only Master Chief's DNA is allowed to be shot into your pussy until you get the fuck flu and become pozz. Zack opened his mouth without any problems and felt the chief's cock enter his mouth and spurt load after load of cum inside. Zack's mouth was completely filled with the chief's white cream, and Zack had no choice but to swallow the cum because, even though he was still very high, he realized that if he didn't swallow the cum, he would experience pain again. 😄 Good bitch. You realize you can't let a drop of cum go to waste. The chief walked to a cabinet and took out a leather harness. He walked over to Zack and gave it to him to put on. Zack didn't know how to put the leather thing on, so the chief helped him. Then the chief took another good look at him and squeezed his ass again. 😄 That looks much better, boy. We're going to train you so that you'll really enjoy pain and crave cock and cum. Zack was still pretty dazed, but he had given up and resigned himself to it. He was tired from fighting and couldn't deny that he had enjoyed the fuck. Tommy was still being fucked by his chief and he enjoyed every thrust into his youthful cunt. The chief couldn't hold out much longer and thrust a few more times deep into Tommy's cave before pulling his cock out of Tommy's ass. He turned Tommy around and shot his load into Tommy's mouth, who had to get used to the taste and amount of cum spurting out of his chief's cock. Tommy wanted to spit out the cum but got a slap on the head from his chief. 😄 Dare to spit out my load, slut. 😄 A load that isn't shot into your pussy, you have to swallow or lick up. Never let a drop go to waste. Tommy had to concentrate for a moment to be able to swallow the cum and not be disgusted. But by concentrating, he managed to let the chief's load slide down his throat. The chief took the metal plug again and pushed it into Tommy's gaping pussy. 😄 We have to make sure your pussy stays nice and open and supple, boy. So you're always ready to be used. Tommy was completely exhausted and was processing everything in his head. The chief left him alone in the room, and not much later his instructor came to take him to his room. There, Tommy fell down on his bed and tried to sort everything out. Although he was still flying high, he was able to think more clearly. He tried to process everything that had just happened to him. The master chief pushed his cock balls deep into Kevin's pussy, and Kevin gasped for breath when Leander's cock slid deep into his throat at that moment. Kevin was shocked at how wonderful it felt to have a cock in both his mouth and his ass. It was so much better than he could ever have imagined. He had always wondered why a man would want to be fucked in the ass. Surely it couldn't be possible to enjoy that. But now that there was a cock in his own ass, Kevin had to admit that it gave him enormous pleasure and that it was a feeling that surpassed everything he had ever known as sexual pleasure in his life. Kevin wanted to moan loudly, but Leander's cock prevented him from doing so. But that didn't matter. Because Leander's cock tasted so delicious in his mouth, and the precum that ran out of it made up for everything. The master chief pulled his cock out of Kevin's pussy and pushed him onto his side. Leander assumed a 69 position and the master chief pushed his cock balls deep into Kevin's pussy in one go. J: Ohhhhhh yeah, hmmmmmm. You have a nice pussy, boy, men will line up to fill your pussy with their toxic loads and their DNA. Suck each other and show me what sluts you are. Kevin was in cock heaven and as he sucked Leander's meat stick inside, he moaned with pleasure. Leander also opened his mouth and sucked Kevin's limp cock inside. Kevin was now completely ecstatic. Because now his own cock had ended up in a warm, moist mouth and he felt Leander's tongue playing with his foreskin and how his tongue licked his glans and shaft. Kevin followed the movements Leander was showing him with his own tongue and mouth, trying to refine his technique. Because this would not be the last time he would suck a cock, he was now convinced of that. Kevin felt moisture start to flow from his pussy and how easily Master Chief's cock slid in and out of his pussy. It felt wonderful to be fucked by such a masculine and dominant man. Master Chief increased the intensity of his thrusts and Kevin couldn't hold out much longer. Although his cock wasn't stiff, he felt that he was going to cum because his prostate was constantly being stimulated and because Leander was playing with his cock so deliciously. If Kevin could have, he would have been moaning loudly and shouting that he was going to cum. But his mouth was too full, and Leander felt his mouth being filled with Kevin's negative load. When his mouth was full, he showed his mouth full of cum to Master Chief. Master Chief signaled for him to spit the cum into Kevin's mouth, and Leander turned and placed his mouth on Kevin's and let the cum run into Kevin's mouth. J: Fuck yeah, slut. Swallow your own cum and taste your last negative load. Because I'm about to fill your cunt with my babies so you can transform into a pozz slut begging for fresh toxic loads. Kevin was completely tripping and swallowed his own load without any problem, and then Leander pushed his cock back into Kevin's mouth. Tasting his own load had made him even more eager for Leander's load, and Kevin sucked extra hard on Leander's cock. Leander couldn't hold it in any longer and he cried out. Kevin felt his mouth being filled again and once more he let the warm, delicious cum slide down his throat. Master Chief now turned Kevin onto his back and put his legs on his shoulders. J: I want to see your face, boy, when I dump my infectious load in your pussy and transform you. I want to hear you beg for it. I want to hear you beg for my cum and tell me you want to be a pozz slut. Beg for it, boy, and I'll reward you. Leander came up to Kevin's ear. He kissed him and whispered to him. L: Yes, baby, beg him. You won't regret it. You were born for this. This is who you are and always have been. Kevin was completely horny and enjoying this too much. So what they said must be true. K: Ohhhh fuck me, Master Chief. This is fucking delicious. It's true, I'm a slut, I want to feel every cock in my cunt. Pump me full of your dirty infectious load so I can be free and transform into a pozz whore. Please fill me up, Master Chief. J: Fuck yeah, boy. You dirty whore. My seed is going to destroy your cells and corrupt you. Kevin was still flying high, but he could still see the devilish look in Master Chief's eyes. Kevin heard Master Chief start to breathe heavier and suddenly start shouting intensely. J: Take it, you slut. Take my DNA and transform into what you were always meant to be. Master Chief shot his toxic load into Kevin's pussy and then fell back onto the mattress. Leander started kissing Kevin. L: You did well, baby. You made the best choice and you won't regret it. You were born for this. Master Chief reinserted the metal plug into Kevin's gaping, wet pussy and Leander took him to his room. Kevin lay down on his bed and enjoyed the afterglow of the wonderful session. Kevin woke up and saw the instructor standing by his bed. I: Fancy some dinner, Kevin? Kevin had just woken up and his head was still spinning. The instructor saw that Kevin wasn't fully awake yet and offered him a glass filled with G and Gatorade. I: Here, drink this, it will perk you up a bit. Kevin took the glass and drank it. It had a familiar chemical taste and somewhere he knew that it contained another dose of drugs and that he would soon be horny as hell again. But he didn't really care anymore, because he had already come to terms with the fact that this would be his new life. He still had to get used to it and fully surrender to it, but he felt that it was only a matter of time before he would want to give himself to a man even when he was sober. Because even now he was starting to feel attracted to his instructor. The instructor pulled him upright, and just as he stood up, he sank to his knees and bumped his head against his instructor's crotch. In his subconscious, he felt the urge to pleasure the instructor's cock, and without realizing it, he began to moan softly and caressed the instructor's shaft with his head. The instructor noticed what was happening and grabbed Kevin's head, pushing him a little harder against his stiffening cock. I: Do you want to suck him, Kevin? Kevin was startled and snapped out of his fantasy. He shook his head and stood up straight. This was still a little too soon. But it was a close call; Kevin could have easily opened his instructor's pants and sucked his cock. Kevin followed his instructor and entered the dining hall, where he saw Dylan sitting. He had transformed even more. He was wearing a lace top, and through the glass table, Kevin could see that he was also wearing a lace pink thong. His lips and eyes were painted, and his nails were polished. But Kevin saw that Dylan looked happy, and although he found it strange, he was still glad that Dylan was happy. What could he say? He was transforming himself, only the thought of a dick behind that pink lace thong made Kevin's heart beat faster. Tommy sat down next to him and looked as miserable as he felt. K: Everything okay, Tommy? T: That last session was very intense and stirred up a lot of emotions. Kevin nodded. K: I understand what you mean, and I think I T: Don't tell me you're doubting yourself too. Kevin nodded, ashamed. T: Me too, and I still want to fight it, but I don't think I can win. Zack now sat down at the table too. He was still wearing his harness but no longer had a penis cage. Zack also looked defeated. His face had an extra bruise and there were welts on his back. T: Are you okay? Z: Yes, but I give up. I'm going to accept it. Zack looked at Dylan. Z: As long as they don't make me wear a pink thong and put makeup on me, it's fine. Tears began to run down Tommy's cheeks. T: If you give up too, we're completely lost. The instructors came with the trays and placed them in front of the boys. Not much was eaten or said at the table, and after fifteen minutes the instructors returned. Tommy and Kevin's hands were tied to their chairs. Neither of them resisted, because their dose of G, which had already been increased, had taken effect and they were starting to fly. Z: Not again. I can't take it anymore. The instructors took the trays away and disappeared from the room. Master Chief and two other chiefs came in with various items. Zack was grabbed and a spreader bar was attached between his legs. His arm was tied down. Z: No, please. I'll be good. Master Chief laughed. J: Have you given up already, boy? I expected a little more resistance from you. But we're going to show the others how willing you've become. Zack tried to resist, but it was no use. He saw a syringe and his arm was held firmly in place. The others watched in shock in their dazed state and saw how the masked chief stuck the needle into Zack's arm and how the clear liquid in the syringe turned red. The chief pushed the plunger in and the red liquid disappeared into Zack's arm. Zack started coughing violently and the others saw Zack's transformation into a willing and cock-hungry whore before their eyes. Zack started moaning and his arms were clicked together by two wristbands. Z: Oh fuck, oh fuck. Fuck me. Hmmmmm. I'm such a dirty slut. The others started to get horny themselves, and seeing Zack didn't help them to fight it. Zack was pulled upright and his arms were attached to a chain hanging from the ceiling. Zack struggled to stay upright and hung with his full weight on the chain. Master Chief stood behind Zack with a whip, waiting and teasing Zack with it first. Zack began to moan loudly when he felt the leather strands sliding over his body. Master Chief gave him his first lash with the whip and Zack cried out and moaned with pain and pleasure. J: Dirty slut, you're already enjoying being tortured. You're a pain slave by nature. Master Chief struck a few more times, and then another Chief hung a weight from Zack's cock and balls and placed two nipple clamps on Zack's nipples. The others had become so horny that they wanted to play with themselves, but that was not possible. Suddenly, both Tommy and Kevin felt the plug in their asses start to work, and now they too began to moan. Dylan was ordered by a chief to get on his knees and was placed in front of Tommy and Kevin. 😄 Suck them nice and hard, baby. I know you want to. That was indeed what Daisy wanted. She bit her painted lower lip with her teeth and looked lustfully at the two cocks in front of her. First, she took Tommy's cock in her mouth and licked it as if it were a lollipop. Meanwhile, Master Chief was busy spanking Zack's ass. Zack's ass was already turning a nice red, and with every slap, the weight swung back and forth on Zack's balls. Zack couldn't process all the stimuli and surrendered completely. Z: Fuck me, hit me, I surrender completely. Master Chief stood in front of Zack and knocked off the nipple clamps. A huge jolt of pain shot through Zack's body, but when he opened his mouth to scream, Master Chief's tongue was pushed into his mouth and he began to kiss him fiercely. Master Chief growled and grabbed Zack's jaws, squeezed them, and then gave him another hard slap. J: Dirty whore. Just a little longer and my dirty seed will have transformed you. Then you'll be a dirty pozz whore forever. Zack moaned and searched for Master Chief's mouth. J: Look at the whore. He's already looking for the next dick he can suck. Isn't that right, slut? Again, Zack was slapped on the head and pushed forward, falling to his knees. Master Chief's cock went in front of him, and Master Chief grabbed Zack's head and pushed it into his crotch. J: Suck it, bitch. Show me how much you want this cock in your mouth and then in your cunt. Meanwhile, Dylan was sucking Kevin's dick, and both Kevin and Tommy had become extremely horny. They started kissing each other spontaneously, and the chief standing next to them pushed their heads even closer together. C: Yes, you dirty sluts, let yourselves go completely. Soon it will be your turn.

Laboratory at Berghain I attended Naked Night on a Thursday. Doors were open between 21:00 and 23:00 but I arrived around 22:00 and as other reviews had suggested, the queue was around the block however, I made it inside by around 22:40. During those 40 minutes I spent queuing, the nerves almost got the best of me a few times. Would I make it in? Was I dressed appropriately? Did I smell too clean? There is a sign that states no drugs, no perfume. The intrigue about what could be inside kept me in the queue, and I eventually made it in without issue. I had read many reviews and Reddit articles but nothing quite prepares you for being there and feeling the energy. I've never seen so many naked men in one place of all shapes and sizes (although mostly White) and there were people fucking, everywhere! I estimate well over 300 guys were in attendance. Most of the play areas were public but there were dark corners and walkways that people were also playing in. I was looking for a particular area that after doing a few laps, I found, almost shining as a beacon guiding me toward the more extreme end of my fetishes, piss. Wearing only knee-high socks and trainers, I brushed past a few guys standing at the top of some stairs leading down to a wet room. I could feel eyes on me as I descended into an area the size of a small garage. The walls and floor were covered in the same off-white tile and a few areas to perch had been built into the walls. As soon as I sat down my cheeks were soaking but I barely noticed the cold wet tile pressing against me as I looked up in bewilderment. A metal grate acted as the roof of this room. Standing in a room naked, looking up through a metal grate eagerly awaiting what was to come was a very liberating and submissive feeling. I felt like I was standing right where I belonged. The anticipation grew as I stood there waiting wondering if I had attended the wrong night but after 10 minutes or so a guy walked in and began to piss. His hot liquid covered me, splashing off my face and trickling down my body. It was as if after he finished, he went out and told other guys there was someone down there because groups of guys began to flood the room above me and within 20 minutes I was soaking. I stayed down there for close to an hour before heading for the showers and then into the darkness to enjoy the rest of my night in Lab. It was an unforgettable experience and a club that I hope to visit again in the future, especially one of their Yellow Facts nights.

Hi everybody! I’m a 43 year old bottom daddy type in NYC. I’m new to this site and also new to embracing my desire to become a cum dump for daddies and sons, no loads refused. Eventually I’d love to be in a gangbang too. I have a fairly tight hole, but I wanna get it loosened up so I can take all dicks, especially daddy dicks. Any advice on how to get started or anyone who wants to help me down the path of being corrupted like I want so bad?

I had to fly ASAP for work and the only flight was through a quick connection in Berlin, so I reluctantly booked it and hoped for the best. Unfortunately (or maybe?) there was a delay and I had about to wait in the airport till the issue was fixed and continue the journey. Before I took off my partner and another guy destroyed my hole and flooded my guts with 5 loads that they plugged me so I could feel them sloshing during the flights. This only makes me horny and I was gagging for some more loads as I was waited in a large suite at the lounge, getting myself drunk while waiting. naturally I fired up the apps but nothing but flakes and keyboard wankers were hitting me. That was until I got a message from a blank profile, normally I don't bother but I was bored and drunk so I opened to read. Jackpot! it was a hot couple, black and hot in their mid 20's, athletic bodies with 2 hung and thick cocks! I invited them to come over the lounge and used my points to allow them grant them plenty to the VIP lounge and walked them to the suite, they seemed a bit nervous but way hotter in person! as soon as the door was shut behind us I stripped to my jockstrap and they immediately took off all their clothes, showing their amazing bodies and large cocks! They must've been 11-12 inches and couldn't speak English very well but it didn't matter, since we formed a 3-way kiss and I was soon on my knees servicing their cocks deep in my throat, taking them all the way to my stomach before I suggested we go to the bed and continue the fun there. one laid down for me to suck as the other came behind me and started playing with my plugged hole till he popped it out to see my loose hole filled with cum, he got so turned on and told to his partner how wet I am before I felt his cock head on my hole. I was already so turned on and wet from the loads I took that I just eased myself all the way, taking his cock to the root up my hole. I had both their cocks deep in my hole as I heard the guy behind me gasping and his partner telling him to fuck me. and oh boy did he fuck, from just being still in my hole to a rough pounding in a split second! I was moaning like a good whore around the cock in my mouth and took the pounding I was given like a champ as they both talked dirty to me in German. Oink! after about 10 minutes of non stop animalistic fuck I felt my hole getting more stretched as I felt him unload rope after rope after rope of cum deep inside. He must've cummed a gallon before he finished and took out his cock! I instinctively turned around, sat on his partners cock to the base and took the cock that was glistening from my loaded hole in my mouth to taste all the cum and clean his cock. I was again getting my hole pounded and my mouth continues sucking him back to rock hard as his partner roared and flooded my hole with yet another load. he pulled out and the guy I was sucking laid next to him so I positioned myself ontop and sat my hole on his cock and used my spent muscles to massage his cock, that drove him wild and he started to pace himself into a good fuck as I was cleaning the other guys cock as well. then I had an idea and asked if they wanted to DP my hole, their eyes lit up like it was Christmas and both yelled in agreement lol I positioned myself on the cock behind me so his partner could join and fill my begging hole. I just fucking love the tight squeeze at the beginning before the second cock head pops in my hole!! and soon after they got into a rhythm and both fucked my stretched hole, starting slow and steady, turning into a contest between them for who's pounding harder and deeper, while my hole was making sloshing noises from the loads haha it took about 20 minutes before they both roared and dumped 2 fresh loads in my hole i was spent and we collapsed on the bed as a sweaty pile of bodies smelling of cum and sex. One of them needed to piss so I suggested we all take a shower, and soon as we got in I dropped to my knees, took his cock in my mouth and nodded at him, he took the hint and started pissing in my mouth I obediently drank it all till the last drop till he pulled out his hardening cock so I could swallow his partners piss load as well 🐷 after I had drank both till the last drop we opened the tap and started showering under the hot water, chatting a bit and feeling each other up with our soapy hands till one of them felt up my hole again and started fingering me, 1, then 2, 3, 4 went in easily and I kept begging for more before his fist was lodged up my hole! He played in me a little before pulling out letting his partner fist me to a bit before I came handsfree with his arm deep in my guts! that got them both rock hard again and as soon as he pulled his fist I was lifted on on g their cocks as the second pushed in my well spent hole into another quick double fuck till they rewarded me with another load each. As my feet touched the ground again I leaned over to clean them both and we quickly finished showering. As I got out I saw I had a missed call and looked at the time, 2 hours had gone by and I had to rush to my flight hehe they plugged my hole back with the plug I had with me before we parted ways. as I walked outside I saw a couple men that worked there smiling at me. Apparently the walls are very thin and everyone heard my loud moans lol I just smiled back, hoping next time they all join in as I was making my way to my flight. one of the flight attendants gave me a wicked grin as I was seated in my first class cabin and I knew it's going to be a fun 8 hours flight...

holy FUCK! ME! what you did, @verbalBTTM is SO fucking amazing! I've had a twins-fantasy for a long time (I have 2 STR8 twin brothers). You took that picture which I thought was good - and you just cranked up my fantasies! Love your story. Thank you so much!

Another strand of the poz brotherhood web is known--Tony is Chad's gifter. Tony's sexual prowess is only becoming clearer. He may be the gifter of several men, and thus, the sluttiest one of the bunch. Only time will reveal the how and when Tony received the gift. This chapter solidifies that Luke and Thomas that it would be very hot if both carry a strain from the same original source (i.e., the same gifter). (This is a common wish for many poz chasers and gifters. However, like other viruses, HIV mutates slightly when it infects a new person--using the person's own DNA material to replicate itself.) Both brothers also acknowledge their shared quest to become poz. Luke verbalizes it by saying, "I am a full-blown bug chaser now." Luke's progression to this point is quite fast, while being very arousing, as this is what we envision poz journeys to be. A bit of reality comes to light when Thomas laments that he is not poz yet after taking so many toxic loads from a variety of men. Luke becomes Thomas' supporter--reminding him that it may take months, even years for a person to be successfully inflected. @LeatherGayBBis doing an outstanding job of writing the story of the brothers. He gives us readers enough details and context, so we can picture the story's happenings and characters in our minds while keeping the plot sexually arousing and exciting. We all need to thank him for sharing this story and giving us some masturbating material and maybe some inspiration in our own chases of the bug.

This started just over 3 weeks ago. While walking my dog after work one afternoon in my usual outfit of denim shorts and a white wife-beater...met Mauro, maybe 50, Blatino, 6", a little heavier than me, maybe 195, dressed in snug blue jeans and ratty pullover, friendly guy, says he lives a few blocks from me. Mauro walks up to me and asks about my dog. Says he's seen me several times and wants to know if I'm married. Married? Hell no. I have enough trouble with the dog. We head back toward my place and he asks about my apt and the bldg. 96 yrs old and needs some work. He asks to see my apt. We go in, talk a while when he finally gets to the point ... he asks if I'm gay, says its hard to tell, Yes. Asks if I party .. Sometimes. More questions then I send him on his way, I get up at 4a for work and have too much to do. He says he'll drop-by sometime ... Just after 9:00 that night, someone is knocking at the back door. Late eve uninvited guests are rare and I would usually know when someone was dropping by anyway. I answer and it's Mauro from earlier. He's still in jeans but now also wearing a white wife-beater. He says he has some supplies. Okay, come on in for a minute... He drops his backpack on the living room floor. Pulls out a water bottle and a small towel. In the towel he has a loaded pipe and a small red torch. Have a seat. He says he borrowed some shit (his words!) from his friend and wanted to see if I liked it. We talk for a few minutes then he gives me the pipe and torch. Yeah, I'll try one hit then I'll try to direct him out. I light up and see that the pipe bowl has a couple large rocks in it. The torch melts the T in just seconds, massive clouds form. I take my hit and get filled very quick... massive cloud ... massive head rush ... gawd ... I try to hand it back to Manny but he asks if it's good and says to do one more hit. Damn T is very good, my head is already filling and I feel it really well ... I take another big hit ..., he sits in front of me rubbing his crotch .. is it good? Hell yeah. He just sits back and I take two more deep hits ... he asks if I have any plans tonight .. I pull off my shirt, shoes, then my shorts, no underwear ... he says to stand up. I stand.. he asks where the bedroom is. I say to stand up and drop the futon ... seem to be moving very slow ... he opens his jeans and his 7"dick flops out ... long thick uncut meat ... a lot of foreskin ... I drop and slowly take his dick full down my throat ... he grabs my head .. I bury my face in his pubes and swallow his meat.. still getting harder .... the damn thing reaches full size down my throat ... he groans and grinds into my face .... He pulls out, strips, gets on the bed and lies back. I lean over him and suck on his hard dick ... full sized and hard as a damn steel rod .. close to 1.5" of foreskin still hanging off the end. He reaches back behind me and begins to tease my ass ... just light probing and rubbing my hole ... I deep throat his meat as he humps up into me ... he's groaning and slowly getting more aggressive on my hole ... licking his fingers and working one deeper into me. Half hour of this .. sucking and ass tease .. He says to straddle his face ....I climb over him, he reaches up and he pulls me down to his face .. eats my ass slow .. just light tongue at first while I bury my face back into his crotch .. he slowly gets deeper into it and me ... tongue fucking my hole .. working a finger in then deep tongue again ... I sit up and move down onto his face .. he begins to feast on my ass... chewing and sucking on my now soggy hole .. he'spulling my hips down to get in deeper . I lean back down and get his rod full buried down my throat .. at least 8" of dark uncut meat .. sucking and chewing on his foreskin ... sucking on and licking his massive hairy balls and sack ... he's got a rubber cockring around his balls .. damn things must hang a good 6-7 inches from his crotch ... Another half hour ... he says he needs to get up .. I move off and stay down on my knees .. try to get my head clear a bit ... he moves behind me, pulls my ass up a little higher and drives his tongue back in ... he's grinding my ass ... chewing on my ass lips ... shoving his tongue in deep, running around my hole ... he spits on my asshole then drives his tongue back in several times .... I'm moaning like a fucking pig ... giving him as much access as I can... He pulls away, pulls my hips back and then I feel his foreskin at my now very wet sloppy hole. I reach under and push his foreskin back off the head, line up his dick on my asslips and back my ass onto his meat.... Pull my legs forward to get him as deep as I can ... I can feel every inch .. FUCK .... He gets into a rhythm and fucks me steady ... I grind back on his pubes ... his big balls swinging and slapping my balls and now T-dick. ... he gets me on my side, leg up .. deeper fuck ... I feel him hitting and the head passing through my 2nd ring .. he's groaning loud .... we're both are soaked with sweat ... his fucking feels so damn good .... he gets the pipe .. two more hits ... not me, buried in his fucking ... he pulls out, says leg cramp ... I roll on my back, he pushes my legs back ... he lines up and slides/slams in ... hard deep fuck now ... slamming into my ass .. I reach back and grab his ass, pulling him in deeper with each thrust ... he's groaning loud enough for the neighbors to hear outside ... I'm telling him to fuck me .... he groans "FUCK" once and slows down .. I feel his dick throbbing, pumping his load into me ... 7-8-9-10... shots... fuck ... Both soaked in sweat, he's raining sweat on me ... he leans down and bites my nipples hard .. he saw that I had been twisting and pulling on my tits ... ... long pause ... he pulls out slow ... I reach back and feel his dick and my hole soaked with cum .... I finger myself ... damn... filled with his seed ... he asks if I want to shit it out .. hell no .. no way in hell .. I'm keeping in me all damn night I ask, he says he's okay ... wiped out but feeling good. We get up, I walk him to the bathroom to shower. I go back to the living room, drop back on the floor and work my cum soaked hole, his massive cum load.. damn ... get up and grab a butt plug from the toy box. .. drop back onto the floor and work the plug in ..... don't want to lose any of the load ... I lie there with the plug in, notice he's come back from the bathroom, watching me ... says he'd fuck me again if he could ... likes the plug, says he has a couple toys I might like .. He dresses .. I get us some water ... he says that if I want, he can get a ball of the shit for me .. just text him ... says he wants to fuck my ass again .... says he'll be waiting for my text... says he can get anything I want ... I'm barely tuned-in .... loaded with T and cum ... flying... he lights again, hands pipe and torch to me, can barely hold steady, he holds and lights for me .. another big hit .... fucking good ..... Mauro gets his pack, I very slowly get to my feet and follow him out .. still naked ... too dark for anyone to notice though ... Very slowly managed to calm down ... breathing very rough and heart-rate very high but did get better. Damn potent stuff . Damn good shit!! Plug stayed in all night and most of the next day.... felt damn good ....

Chapter 7 The humid late-summer air clung to the walls of Jordan’s living room, thick with the promise of a storm and the lingering ghost of their last encounter. When Blake finally texted—On my way—the energy between Jared and Jordan shifted from anticipatory to electric. They’d spent the last month exploring every inch of each other, their bodies becoming a familiar map of pleasure, but this… this was a new frontier. Blake arrived with the scent of rain and cheap beer on his breath, his movements a little looser, his smile a little less guarded. “Family reunion,” he explained with a lopsided grin, dropping onto the sectional. “My uncle’s homebrew is lethal.” They made small talk, the kind that felt like dancing on the edge of a cliff. College was a week away for Jared and Jordan, a fact that lent a desperate, now-or-never energy to the evening. Blake talked about his mechanic classes at the community college, his eyes constantly flicking to the dark TV screen. Finally, he couldn’t wait any longer. He leaned forward, elbows on his knees, and looked directly at Jared. “So. Are we gonna watch me get my dick sucked again or not?” The code was clear. Hell yes, I want to be here. Hell yes, I want to jerk my cock with you two. Jared’s answering smile was all predator. “Thought you’d never ask.” He grabbed the remote, and a moment later, the screen bloomed with the familiar image of Blake’s unfastened jeans. The three of them sat side-by-side, a row of tense, buzzing masculinity. Hands drifted to laps, palming growing bulges through denim and athletic shorts. On screen, Jordan’s recorded voice, soft and sure, said, “Stand up.” Jared turned his head, his lips close to Jordan’s ear. His voice was a low, hungry murmur meant only for him. “I’m so horny. I want you to fuck me. Right now.” The words were a lightning strike. Jordan’s cock jerked to full, aching attention. He glanced at Blake, who was staring at the TV, his hand stilling on his own dick. Blake’s eyes were wide, his mouth slightly agape. He was caught off guard, but he wasn’t looking away. “Y’all do what you want,” Blake breathed, his voice raspy. “I’m just here to watch me and stroke me.” But his protest was weak, his gaze already sliding from the screen to the two of them. It was all the permission they needed. Jordan stood, pulling Jared up with him. They didn’t go to a bedroom. They did it right there on the rug in front of the couch, in the flickering blue light of Blake’s own blissed-out face. Clothes were shoved out of the way. Jared got on his hands and knees, presenting himself to Jordan, his ass a pale, perfect curve in the dim light. Jordan knelt behind him, spitting into his hand once, twice, slicking his own hard length before guiding himself to Jared’s entrance. He pushed in with one smooth, relentless thrust, burying himself to the hilt in the tight, familiar heat. Jared gasped, a sharp, gratifying sound, and pushed back against him. “Fuck, yes… God, you feel good.” The rhythm started slow, a deep, rocking motion that made Jared’s back arch. Jordan kept his eyes locked on Blake, who was no longer even pretending to watch the TV. His hand was motionless on his cock, his beer-flushed face a mask of stunned, rapt arousal. He was watching Jordan’s hips piston forward, watching the way Jared’s body yielded and took him. “So good,” Jordan groaned, his voice thick with effort and desire. He was talking to Blake now, narrating the show. “His hole is so fucking tight… so hot inside. Clenching on my cock like he doesn’t want to let go.” Blake made a small, choked sound in the back of his throat. “You should see it,” Jordan continued, driving into Jared with a little more force, making him moan. “See how he opens up for me. How wet he is for it.” On the TV, the recorded Blake was moaning, “Deeper…!” In the room, the real Blake was breathing in shallow pants, his cock visibly straining against his jeans. Jared, lost in the sensation, turned his head, his cheek pressed against the rug. His eyes, glazed with pleasure, found Blake’s. “You wanna try it?” he panted, the question a bold, filthy challenge. “Wanna see how it feels?” Blake froze. Conflict warred on his face—straight-guy denial battling against a curiosity that had been simmering since his first mind-blowing orgasm in this very room. His eyes dropped to where Jordan’s cock disappeared into Jared, watching the slick, rhythmic motion. He saw the way Jared’s rim stretched, glistening. His resistance crumbled. Without a word, Blake stood up. He fumbled with his belt, his fingers clumsy, and shoved his jeans and boxers down his thighs. His cock sprang free, fully erect, thick and curving upwards. He knelt behind Jared, his movements hesitant but determined. He placed a trembling hand on Jared’s hip, his touch hot. Jordan pulled out slowly, his own breath catching at the sight he revealed: Jared’s hole, pink and well-fucked, gaping slightly, glistening with spit. Blake stared at it, his expression one of pure, primal hunger. He touched the tip of his cock to the wetness, a questioning pressure. Jared pushed back against him, a silent, eager answer. Blake’s eyes squeezed shut for a second, as if in prayer, and then he pushed forward. He slid in, the tight ring of muscle yielding to him, sucking him inward until he was fully sheathed. A guttural, involuntary groan was torn from his chest—a sound of such profound, unexpected pleasure it seemed to shock him. His eyes flew open, wide with disbelief. “Oh my god,” he whispered, his hips giving a tentative, shallow thrust. “It’s… fuck…” Jordan watched, mesmerized. The sight of his best friend being filled by another man, by Blake, was the most potent aphrodisiac he’d ever experienced. He was hard again, aching to be back inside that warm, shared space. They found a rhythm, a shaky, unspoken choreography. Jordan would slide in, fucking Jared with deep, claiming strokes until he was close to the edge, then pull out, letting Blake take his place. Blake’s initial hesitance vanished, replaced by a raw, greedy hunger. He fucked into Jared with growing confidence, his muscular thighs driving him forward, his hands gripping Jared’s hips tight enough to leave bruises. The room filled with the lewd symphony of their bodies: the slap of skin on skin, Jared’s ragged moans, Blake’s deep, grunting breaths, and Jordan’s own desperate panting. The air grew thick with the musky scent of sweat and sex. Blake was the first to break. His rhythm stuttered, became frantic. “I’m gonna… I can’t… I’m gonna cum!” he warn them, his voice strained. He buried himself as deep as he could, his body locking up. A series of raw, guttural cries were punched from his lungs as he came, his release pumping into Jared in hot, pulsing jets. He held himself there for a long moment, trembling, before collapsing forward, slipping out. Jordan was there instantly. He didn’t wait. He guided his own slick cock back to Jared’s well-used hole, now dripping with Blake’s release. The feeling was incredible—slick, warm, and impossibly intimate. He pushed in, fucking Blake’s cum deeper into Jared, the wet, sloppy sounds pushing him toward his own climax instantly. “Yeah, fuck his load into me,” Jared begged, his voice wrecked. “Fill me up, Jordan. Come on!” It was all he needed. With a cry that was half-sob, half-triumph, Jordan came, his own orgasm crashing over him. He pulsed inside Jared, adding his seed to Blake’s, his vision whiting out at the intensity of the shared possession. Spent, Jordan pulled out, and they all stayed like that for a second, panting in the aftermath: Jared on his hands and knees, Blake kneeling behind him, Jordan beside them. Then Jared moved. He rolled onto his back, his stomach and chest glistening with sweat, his cock still hard and leaking. His hole, a wet, spent mess, was exposed. He looked up at Blake, his eyes dark with a deviant spark. “Sit on my face,” Jared demanded, his voice hoarse. “I want to taste you both while I finish.” Blake’s eyes widened, but the hesitation was gone. A slow, dirty smile spread across his face. He shifted, kneeling over Jared’s head, and lowered himself. Jared’s tongue snaked out, lapping at cum leaking from Blake’s softening cock, then lower, tasting Blake's sweet musty hole. This was the final trigger. Jared’s hand flew to his own dick, stroking furiously. With a choked gasp, he came, his release shooting up onto his own chest in thick, pearly strands, his body shuddering through the waves of pleasure. Complete silence fell, broken only by the ragged sound of three sets of lungs struggling for air. Blake finally moved, shifting off of Jared and collapsing onto the rug beside him. He looked at the ceiling, then turned his head, his gaze traveling over their sticky, exhausted forms. A laugh bubbled out of him—a low, incredulous sound. “You guys,” he said, shaking his head in sheer wonder. “You guys are fucking filthy, dirty perverts.” He paused, letting the words hang in the sex-heavy air. Then he grinned, wide and genuine. “I fucking love it.”

Sadly I don’t know my dad but started out with my step dad at around 13 when one of his mates became my “boyfriend” and he was showing me “tricks” and helping me “show off” which eventually introduced an uncle and my PE teacher to the mix. By 15 or 16 I had a few boyfriends and a reputation which I loved. 😜 Set me up for what I am now😈

When I lay pipe, I make sure my cock is going in as deep as I can and coming out as far as I can without sliding out. What that usually creates are nice long, fast and deep strokes that get my cock primed for injecting my seed. I prefer to breed missionary because a bottom's cunt is usually angled just right that my cock slides across his guts and g spot. When I'm ready I put my head down and use my full force with my hips, going fast and hard and deep, usually the bottom is locked in place with y body weight and can't move or squirm (which is what I want) Then I feel it build from my balls to my taint to the head of my cock. Roar. Slam my cock in deep and spray that cunt with my seed. I stay deep and make sure every rope covers that bottom's cervix. Then pull out and make them clean my cock

Part 6 I’m holding Mark’s hand as we enter my apartment building, I have messaged Luke beforehand and hope he had a great day, yesterday. In front of my apartment door, I give Mark a longing kiss, before opening it. Luke is sitting on the couch but gets up quickly to greet us both with a hug. I feel something is off, Luke seems a little shaken, even Mark notices. ‘Where is your bedroom, I bring your bags there’ Mark offers, giving me space to talk to Luke. ‘It’s right over there, thanks’ As Mark walks away I look at Luke and he envelopes me immediately in a tight hug. ‘I fucked up Thomas; I think I made a big mistake.’ He says with a shaking voice. ‘Come, lets sit down, tell me everything’ … and he does. I know my brother, when he is stressed, he speaks faster than usual and sometimes forgets who he’s talking to. So, after around 10 minutes I know everything about my brother’s fuck, research and alone time yesterday, possibly too much. I look at him lovingly, but I cannot do more than put my hand on his shoulder. ‘Luke, I have to admit, I’m not quite sure what to say. I always wanted to be poz, it is a desire I had since my teenage years. To be honest, I knew I would be one day, before I knew and accepted that I like men.’ ‘But I never thought about it before, never. It didn’t even cross my mind, until…’ ‘Until I brought the subject into your world’ I say with a heavy voice. We sit there in silence for a moment but get startled by a cough besides us. Mark looks at my brother and I, and somehow, I know he will have the answers. ‘Luke, would you mind if I intercept?’ Mark asks. ‘Oh, sure, go ahead, I don’t want to ruin your day. I go to my…’ ‘No. I want to talk to you Luke about what you just said, would that be alright?’ I give Luke an encouraging smile, and with a silent nod, he brings Mark into the conversation. While Luke and I are on the couch, Mark takes the chair opposite. ‘Luke?’ Mark starts to ask, ‘are you on PrEP?’ ‘Eh, yes, I am, have been since my 18th birthday.’ ‘With how many men did you have sex since then?’ Luke looks at me nervous and a little embarrassed, ‘I don’t know, maybe 40 or 50, could be more’ ‘And with how many did you use condoms?’ ‘What? I have no idea, I never bought condoms myself, so probably 2 or 3 times, if the guy wanted it. I never ask for them.’ ‘So, you have been practising bareback sex since almost four years now.’ ‘Yeah, I guess that’s right’ Luke answers confused ‘Well, I hate to break it to you, but the chances are high you already had sex with a poz man, which also means you had a poz cock up your ass and the toxic seed as well So, the fucking isn’t the problem, the problem is, it was the first time you knew about it.’ I look at my little brother and see how his mind is racing, how he tries to connect everything. I also see him relax a little, but still there are unanswered question. But then Mark looks around, finds the article, looks at me, and continues. ‘Thomas, I guess this print out of an online article is your doing, as no reasonable person would do that in this day and age, but that’s not the point right now. Luke, it seems like you spent the whole day yesterday with this topic, read about it, watched porn focussing on it, and finally had sex with a man, who is poz. You were overstimulated, between all the Pride events, the surprise about your brother and I, and this new topic in your life. Nothing you did yesterday was different to the sexual encounters you had previously. The only mistake you made yesterday is coming on this coffee table, that was unnecessary.’ And with that all three of us start to laugh, my little brother finally relaxing fully. ‘Luke, one final word. The yearning to be poz, to become a bug chaser, is a desire your brother and I had for many years. I also talked about it with my friends before I made the final decision in 2012. Now I am exactly the man I wanted to be all those years ago. Your brother is still neg as far as we know, his desire isn’t fulfilled and he is still on his journey, but he made this decision with years of thinking about it. You might be a bug chaser; you might not be. At one point you will figure it out, and then we are here to talk to you about it.’ Luke suddenly envelopes Mark in big hug, and I know that I found the best man in the world. ‘Thanks Mark, you are great. Brother, you have to keep this one.’ ‘Well, that’s the plan.’ I look at them lovingly ‘Now get off of my boyfriend and let us start the day, what do you want to do?’ We spent the whole day talking, shopping, going outside and enjoying the beautiful summer weather. Mark and Luke hit it off immediately, and everything feels like it should be. My brother and I have the night for us to have a final talk about the last days, as he is leaving tomorrow. Our relationship has grown so much over the last few days, that I will miss this little bugger. (4 weeks later) I’m getting spitroasted by two guys, but none of them is Mark. My eyes water, as one cock is hitting my throat roughly. As I try to pull away to get some air, the man behind me pushes deeper inside me, impaling me again at the cock in front of me, tasty precum leaking down my throat. We are in the middle of the forest, birds singing around us and the river flowing loudly close by. This should have been a relaxing run for me, but I met two of Mark’s friend from the poz group, and now I am getting fucked by a couple of 20 years. Mitch and Henry have been together since they were 19 years old, now almost 40, poz and beefy bears, they add their seeds to my quickly increasing toxic cum selection. ‘Open wide Thomas, we will knock you up. Take our toxic cum and join us finally, don’t be a guest, become a poz member for good’ I moan loudly, but as Mitch’s cock is still in my mouth I cannot speak. Henry shoots his load into my ass, but remains inside me, to ensure no drop is dripping out. Mitch is also reaching his climax, and as I want to pull a little back to savour his poz cum in my mouth, he grabs my head and thrust his cock deep into me, making sure that his load goes down my throat immediately. I can barely breathe as his cock blocks my throat, his cum sliding inside me and another dick still in my ass. When they finally release me from their cock, I have to breathe in deeply, my saliva running down my neck and chest. ‘Well Thomas, this was great. Now enjoy your run, we’re off’ They both slap me on the ass, and leave me there alone, exhausted and full of cum in the forest. Of course there is no way I could keep up my run, so, I walk back to Mark’s apartment being greeted by his beautiful smile and the lovely smell of coffee. ‘How was your run’? He asks innocently. ‘Well, cut short by Mitch and Henry, they fucked me right there in the forest, hard.’ Mark laughs, hands me my coffee and gives me a longing kiss, his tongue exploring my mouth. ‘So, I guess Mitch shot his toxic load down your throat, I can still taste him.’ ‘Oh, fuck off, that was a lucky guess.’ ‘No, it wasn’t, he always goes for the mouth and Henry is the ass man, don’t forget I know them for years.’ We kiss again and then lie together on the couch, Mark’s head in my lap. ‘Are you excited for our poz holiday?’ Mark asks. ‘I am, but also a little nervous. I never been to a sex tour.’ ‘Don’t worry, you will enjoy it, I managed to find almost all the guys joining us on the apps. So, we have some idea with whom we will be exploring the world for the next two weeks. And I think you might be in for a surprise.’ Mark pulls up his phone, opening one of the apps, especially created for poz men, so not for chasers like me, and hands it to me. The face smiling out at me is none other than Chad. But before I can say anything my phone vibrates and I see a call from my little brother coming in. ‘Hey Luke, what’s up?’ ‘Is Mark with you?’ he asks immediately, sounding excited. ‘Yes, why?’ ‘Put me on speaker, please’ I do as asked and he continues ‘you guys I have finally decided what I want. I just gave all my PrEP pills back to my pharmacy, I talked and fucked with Tony the last weeks a lot and it is time, I want the gift. Bro we are now both on the chase.’ Mark and I look at each other puzzled, but smiling. Before I can say anything, Mark starts to talk. ‘That’s great to hear Luke, but you know what that means?’ ‘What?’ My brother on the phone and I say simultaneously. ‘You both are now in a race, who will be poz first?’

This guy fucks me regularlty and has the most beaufiful cock. The load on the ground slipped out of my hole as the guy before dumped a 8 day load in my hole.

Jan and His Dad OMG, I cant believe Brandon and I were just caught by his stepdad. I was too busy eating his yummy hole out to notice him when he opened the door. And then, we froze up like idiots. Like deer caught in the headlights. Brandon’s dad let us at least say good bye. I cant imagine what tat conversation was going to be like. I know he just turned 18 not too long ago. His birthday a month after mine. Hopefully it wont be too weird for Brandon. I’m driving home now. I only live in the next neighborhood over so it’s a short drive. I pull up into the garage. I get out of my car and walk into the house through the kitchen. I’m instantly caught off guard by my dad standing in the doorway leading to the living room. He is still in his work clothes with his name stitched into the shirt. It reads Lawrence. Everyone calls him “Law” for short. I never called him that but he was the “Law” at home. He is former military and is very stern and controlling. He’s always in charge of everything in the house. What he says, always goes. He stands there and just looks at me for a moment. He’s holding a a glass of what I assume is liquor in his hands, one in each hand. He holds one out and I take the drink. It wasn’t being offered, I was being told to drink it. I gulp down the weird tasting drink in one go. He sips his and then breaks the silence. L: So Nick just called and told me what happened. I’m left speechless. My mouth goes dry. I wish I had saved my drink for now. As if reading my mind, my dad holds out the second glass for me to take. I grab the drink and swallow it down. Again with the weird taste that I could not identify. L: Now I told you that you weren’t to do anything like that until we went over the basics. I find my voice. J: Dad, I don’t need a birds and the bees talk. I don’t even need a bees and the bees talk. I think I have that covered already. L: Well, now you’ve forced my hand and you need your lessons in this stuff ASAP. Go up and take a quick shower. Clean out and come back to the living room. I know you know what I mean by clean out boy so get to it. We have a lot to go over and not a lot of time. I don’t know what to say. I know I am not supposed to say anything at this moment. Just follow my orders. I run past him and go to my bathroom. I strip down and gather my supplies to follow my orders. I douche and shower as fast as I can. I return to my room to throw on some clothes. I go to my underwear drawer to find it almost completely empty. The only underwear is a jockstrap. I don’t have time to wonder what happened to the rest of my underwear. I just throw the black jockstrap on, some black basketball shorts and a grey shirt. I practically run back to the living room. I find my dad sitting on the couch. He is sitting in front of a flat mirror. There is some white powder drawn up into a few lines. I sit down on the couch and sit there silent. My dad takes a rolled up hundred dollar bill and proceeds to snort 2 lines up from the mirror. He hands me the rolled up bill. L: Alright mister, your turn. I sit and stare at him for a moment. I had never seen drugs before but I knew I was staring at them now. I have no idea what to do. Is this a prank? I wait too long. He grabs me by the neck and lowers me closer to the mirror. L: I said your turn. I take the bill and follow what I had seen him do. I put the rolled up bill to my nostril, hold my other nostril closed, and snort the closest line to me. OMG it burns the inside of my nose. I pull my head up and shake it from side to side. L: Good boy. Now the next one. I lower back down to the mirror and do another line. Again, my nose burns and I start to feel a head rush. L: Now the last 2 lines. Now! I lower down and snort the last 2 lines. The burning is spreading past my nose and I feel it all in my sinuses and behind my eyes. My head is spinning. My dad grabs me by the neck and pulls me up. I’m standing up and I can feel the tingling feeling rushing through my body from my head. I’m in a fog for a moment. My dad just turned on the television. There is porn playing. It’s strain to pay attention to what I was seeing. It was a video of 2 twinks making out. They were naked on a bed just making out and stroking each other off. I look over at my dad and he has something in his hand. It’s a glass pipe with a bulb at the end. He lights up, inhales and blows out a pretty white cloud. He places the pipe up to my lips. L: When I tell you to, breath in and hold your breath until I say to release. Do you understand? I nod as I cant seem to say anything. I’m still recovering from the head rush from the lines. He lights the bulb for me. L: ok now, breath in … now. I breath in slowly and feel the vapor fill my lungs. L: Okay now hold it … hold it … okay, now release. I blow out a cloud as white as snow. He pulls the pipe back and takes another hit. He repeats the instructions and I blew in and out another cloud. I’m starting to feel amazing. He shoves me down on the couch. He places the pipe down on the mirror. L: You feeling good, boy? J: Yeah, I’m feeling great dad. L: Good. I wanted you to feel good before we started out talk. I’m gonna start by asking you some easy questions. Nick says he caught you and Brandon together doing some pretty adult stuff. Is this true? J: Yes, sir. L: Was your shirt off? J: Yes, sir. L: I see. Take off your shirt for me. He pulls my shirt off me before I can even think about doing it myself. L: Did you have your shorts on? Or off? J: Off, sir. L: Good. Take them off now. Without thinking anything of it, I pull my shorts down. I feel the couch on my bare ass. I remember that I’m wearing my jockstrap on and start to panic a bit. Dad stands up and walks up behind the couch. L: Come over hear, now. I get up and join him behind the couch. He shoves me against the couch. L: When Nick walked in on you and Brandon, what was Brandon doing? I start to get turned on remembering my tongue in Brandon’s sweet ass. I did not want to give too much information. J: He was bending over, showing me his ass. L: Like how? Show me. I turned my back to my dad and bent over the top of the couch a bit to arch my back a bit. I spread my legs. I start to freak out. What was I doing? My ass was on full display to my dad of all people. L: And what were you doing to him? J: I was rimming him. I was tonguing his hole. L: You mean like this … The next thing I now, I feel hands spreading my cheeks. Then a warm wetness touch my hole. It’s a tongue and it is sending shivers up and down my spin. My legs buckle a bit. I grab the couch. I let out a moan. J: oh my gawd. I look back to see my dad on his knees, eating my hole out. His tongue exploring my quivering tunnel. He pulls away a bit. L: Was that what you were doing to him? J: Yes, please don’t stop. Dad pushed his tongue back into my cheeks. I was in heaven. I had never felt so horny before. I had never even thought of my hole or being tongued. Whenever I thought of being with Brandon, I was always the one that was going to fuck him. But I could not ignore the amazingness that was emanating from my hole at this moment. Dad reaches around to the front of my jockstrap. That’s when I realize that I’m so incredibly horny but I’m not hard. Well, a little but not at my full length or thickness. I was half chubbed at best. I feel him hand free my cock and balls from their fabric cage. Dad turns me around and engulfs my dick in his mouth. It does not take long for me to get to my full 6 inches. My dad pulls away. L: Good. Just like your old man. No Tina dick for us. Versatile is my nature. Pretty sure it is your nature too. But don’t think that’s going to get you out of your lesson? J: I love this lesson Dad. L: oh this is not the lesson. This is the lead up to the lesson. Dad stands up and I’m instantly sad that he has stopped pleasuring me. He grabs me by my arm and he pulls me to the master bedroom. I enter the room and I instantly smell my mom’s perfume in the air. This brings me back to Earth for a moment. J: Dad, what about mom? Are you gay? L: I’m bisexual. Your mom knows that. She is too. But when I chill with Tina, it’s all about getting that nut. Now get in the bathroom and walk in the shower. But lose this first. Dad grabs the jockstrap and rips it down. It falls down to my ankle and I flick it off. I walk into the shower and I look at him perplexed. I had just showered. He goes into a small closet and emerges with an enema kit. L: Bend over. Get on your hands and knees. I get into the position as ordered. I am perplexed again. I had just used something similar to clean out as ordered to. What was I doing it again for? Dad pulls out a bottle of lube and squirts in on my hole. It’s a bit cold to my touch. He pushes some in with his finger. Inside of me, the lube feels warm; almost burning my insides. I make a noise of discomfort. L: Shut up. You’ll feel better in a minute or two. The finger pulls out. He pushes it back in and wiggles his finger. It feels strange but good. He pulls his finger out again. This time he places rubber tube, shaped like a dick head, up my hole. I wince as it pushes forward. It is thin but I’ve never had anything pushed up there before. He pushes it in as far as I can take it. He holds up a bag. I look back at it and I can see the clear bag is filled with a golden liquid. He adjusts a leaver and the liquid begins to rush down the tubing. I begin to feel a warm feeling inside of me. At first the warmth is just in the area of the rubber dick head. Then I start to feel a full sensation. I look back at the bag holding the liquid and it’s empty. I have all the liquid inside of me now. I feel my dads hand pawing at my left ass cheek. L: Yeah, that’s right. Absorb all that chem piss. Gonna fuck you up boy. I start to feel the warmth expand throughout my body. There is a tingle the follows the warmth. My head feel spiny. My dad flicks the rubber head that’s inside of me and I let out a moan. L: Perfect. Time for your lesson. Dad pulls the rod out from me. He turns on the shower and helps me to my feet. The water hits my skin and I start to feel the piss leaking out of my ass. L: when it’s all out of you, turn off the shower. Towel off and come to me in my bed. I stay there a minute. I can feel the piss empty from my insides. I feel a burning need for my hole to be filled with something. I know it’s begging for cock. My dad’s cock. Any cock. I turn off the shower and dry off. I walk over to my dad’s bed. I don’t see him around but I hear him in his closet. L: get on your back and hold up your ankles. I obey his command and get into position. When he emerges from the closet, he brings out some toys with him. He has his bottle of lube in one hand and 3 dildos in his arms. He drops them next to me. he gets right between my legs and bends down to lick my hole. He’s licking and loosening my hole up a bit. I beg for more. He fingers some lube into me again. He reaches under the bed and pulls out a baggie with what look like crystals inside. He pulls out a big crystal piece and places it at my hole. He grabs one of the dildos and uses it to push the crystal inside of me. I feel a familiar burn and it makes my ass gyrate. i feel the head of the dildo push into me. I hold my breath. My dad looks into my eyes. He looks into my huge pupils, smiles, and then pushes the full length of the dildo into my virgin hole. J: FUUUUUU That’s all I can get out. It hurts but it feels good at the same time. My hole wants it. My hole needs it. He pulls it out and pushes it back inside me. This time I only wince. It takes a few minutes until I can take the full length without incident. My dad pulls out another baggie with white powder in it. He sprinkles some on the second dildo before slowly pushing it halfway into my hole. I’m able to breath and breath and adjust. The burn of the powder makes my hole twitch. It feels like my hole is trying to suck the dildo inside me. Trying to slowly fuck into myself. I start to push back against the intruding toy. My dad takes that as a sign and pushes the entire length into me. Again I wince but I know I need it in me. I need more in me. L: Good boy. That first toy was a small stepping stone. This one in you right now is the same size of your own cock. As he says this he grabs onto my hard dick. He gives it a squeeze. He rubs the head of my dick and I moan. I leak precum on him. He holds his thumb up to my mouth and I lick it off of him. It tastes amazing. He starts fucking me with the toy. He eventually switches to the third and biggest of the dildos. without any warning, he slams the thick toy up my hole. I wince in slight pain but only moans escape my mouth. He fucks me with the thick toy until he grew tired of it. He pulls out the toy. L: Get down off the bed and come suck this dick already. I practically lunge off the bed and onto my knees before my dad. He dick is standing straight up. I look at it briefly. It’s exactly like my own dick except that his is an inch longer than my own 6. Maybe an inch and a half. It was hard to assess as I engulfed the hard dick in my mouth. I suckled on the head like it was a slurpy straw. I was trying to get that sweet, sweet precum that I knew was inside. It did not take long before I was blessed with the taste on my tongue. Then I allowed myself to take more into my mouth. He is touching the back of my throat with his dick and I’m loving it. I choke on it for a moment. He places his hands on my head and starts to face fuck me. Every other thrust tickles my throat. I can feel his balls slapping my chin. He throws my head back. He grabs my by my arm and picks me up to my feet. He throws me against the bed. L: Spread those legs for me son. J: Yes, sir. I hear him spit on his dick and the familiar touch to my waiting hole. He leaves it was my entrance. I cant wait. I start to push back. His head pops inside of me. This time he moans. I tire of him taking his time. I slowly push back and back and fuck myself against his dick. I keep going until I feel his pubic hair against my cheeks. I bottom out. I cant believe I took the hole thing. I’m glad he used that third dildo because he is just as thick. L: HAHA, hungry for my dick. Here lets see how much you like this. Dad kicks my legs further apart and uses his hands to push down my top half against the bed. He starts jack hammering my hole with his 7 inch meat. My hole is stretching in all the best ways. He hammers me for about 15 minutes. He pulls one of my legs up to the bed. I’m on one leg and practically doing the splits. I love this position. I can feel him getting further inside me this way. He starts panting and making grunts. I know he’s almost there, ready to nut. J: I’m cumming dad. Cum inside me dad. I want your babies inside me. L: Little late for that. This is gonna be my second load in your tight hole. my first load is great lube. J: Please fill me up again dad. I let out a deep moan as the cum is fucked out of my dick and shoots against the bed. The internal squeezing I was doing while cumming is sending my dad over the edge. He grabs onto my hips and thrusts deeply. He holds off on pulling away. L: Yeah, that right boy. Dad pulls away from me and he spreads my cheeks with his hands. I watches as his loads slip out my formerly virgin hole. L: Now you know how good it feels to get fucked. Now you know how your boyfriend will feel when you fuck him. He slaps my ass as he walks over to his dresser. He looks at his phone. L: I just received the invite from Nick. We’re going over to Brandon’s house for some more lessons. Go get those shorts on but leave that cum dripping down your leg. Feel like a good little whore. My little whore. We're gonna go show Nick and Brandon how good you are at taking your dad's dick. I hope your super bottom boyfriend takes dick as good as you. I look at him with my saucer eyes in disbelief. L: Don't worry. You'll be getting your dick wet too. Like i said, vers like your old man.

Chapter 6 Blake stared at the phone in Jared’s hand, his cum-dazed expression sharpening into something more focused, more curious. The silence stretched, thick with the scent of sex and the fading adrenaline of what had just happened. He slowly pulled his jeans up over his hips but didn’t bother to fasten them, the denim hanging open, framing his softening cock. “Did you… did you like it?” Blake asked, his voice quieter now, less of the performative straight guy and more genuinely himself. “Sucking my dick, I mean.” Jordan, still kneeling on the rug, wiped his chin with the back of his hand and nodded. “Yeah, man. A lot.” Blake’s eyes flicked to Jared. “And you? You liked watching it?” A slow, wicked grin spread across Jared’s face. “Loved it.” He held up the phone, the screen now dark. “Got the whole thing right here.” Blake swallowed, his Adam’s apple bobbing. He looked from the phone to the large flat-screen TV mounted on the wall. “What are you gonna do with it?” Jared’s grin didn’t falter. “Just for me. I’ll jerk off watching it later.” The words seemed to hit Blake like a physical touch. A visible shiver ran through him, and Jordan saw the faintest twitch in Blake’s loose-hanging cock. He’s getting hard again, Jordan thought, his own body responding instantly to the possibility. “Let’s watch it then,” Blake said, the suggestion tumbling out in a rush. “Right now. So you can jack off.” Jared didn’t hesitate. He was already moving, fumbling with his phone before finding the casting icon. A second later, the TV screen blinked to life, displaying the same video thumbnail from his phone. The room was suddenly illuminated by the cold, blue light of the menu screen. “Sit,” Blake commanded, his voice gaining a new layer of confidence as he pointed to the large sectional couch. He positioned himself squarely in the middle, a king on his newfound throne. Jared sat to his right, Jordan to his left. Jared tapped ‘play’. The video began with a shaky, close-up shot of Blake’s jeans. The audio picked up Jordan’s voice, soft and coaxing. “Stand up.” On screen, Blake’s hands fumbled with his button, then his zipper. The sound was obscenely loud through the surround sound speakers. “Now,” Blake said, his eyes glued to the screen, his own image now kneeling before him. “Take your clothes off. Both of you. And jack off for me.” It wasn’t a request. It was an order, and it sent a jolt of pure, submissive heat straight to Jordan’s core. He and Jared locked eyes for a split second, a silent, eager agreement passing between them. They scrambled to comply, their movements frantic. T-shirts were pulled over heads and tossed aside. Jeans and boxers were shoved down legs and kicked into a pile on the floor. Within seconds, they were both naked again, their cocks already swelling back to full, aching hardness. The room filled with the soft, slick sounds of their hands on their own flesh. On the TV, the video-Jared took the video-Jordan took Blake into his mouth for the first time, and a low, guttural moan echoed from both the speakers and the real Blake sitting between them. “Fuck,” Blake breathed, his own hand snaking into his open jeans. He wrapped his fingers around his own dick, giving it a slow, tentative stroke. He was getting hard again, his thickness filling out beautifully in his grasp. The sight of it—the three of them, all stroking themselves, all watching themselves—was the most surreal, erotic thing Blake had ever experienced. His eyes darted between the two other cocks. Jared’s, thick and cut, his hands gliding smoothly over the glistening head with each long pull. And Blake’s, curving up, his grip firm and sure. Jordan matched his rhythm to theirs, his own hand a tight fist around his six inches, his thumb smearing the fresh bead of precum that had already formed over his slit. The video played on, a lewd symphony of wet sounds and ragged breathing. The camera angle shifted as Jared had moved, now capturing the perfect profile of Jordan’s head bobbing in Blake’s lap, the look of utter ecstasy on Blake’s face. “Look at you,” Blake murmured, his voice husky as he stared at the screen. His stroking became more purposeful. “Look how deep you take it. God, your mouth…” Jordan couldn’t look away from the TV. Seeing himself like that, seeing the sheer skill and hunger in his own performance, was a bizarre and powerful turn-on. He watched his own throat work, heard his own gagging sounds turn into moans of approval. He was fucking himself with his own hand in time with the memory, his hips pumping into his fist. “I’m getting close,” Jared groaned from the other side of Blake, his strokes becoming shorter, more frantic. “The way you two look together… fuck…” On screen, the video was reaching its climax. Blake’s back was arching, his hands were gripping the couch cushions. Jordan’s own recorded voice was a muffled, desperate sound around a mouthful of cock. “I’m gonna cum! I’m gonna…” Blake’s on-screen voice cried out, a broken plea. The real Blake’s breath hitched. “Me too,” he gasped, his hand a blur on his own shaft now. “Now. Do it now.” It was the trigger. The permission. The shared energy in the room crested and broke. Jordan came first. With a choked cry, his body seized. His cock jerked violently in his hand, and the first thick rope of cum shot across his stomach, landing just above his navel. A second pulse followed, then a third, painting his skin with warm, white stripes. The sight and sound of him was the final push for the other two. On the TV, Blake’s orgasm hit, his body bowing in silent, ecstatic release. In the living room, the real Blake’s orgasm mirrored it perfectly. His head slammed back against the couch cushion, his eyes squeezing shut as his cock erupted. Thick, pearly jets spurted from his tip, arcing through the air to land on his own stomach and chest, mixing with the sweat already there. Jared followed a heartbeat later, his own release a torrential, groaning affair. He came all over his own fist, his cum splattering onto his thighs and the couch cushion beneath him, his body trembling with the force of it. For a long moment, the only sounds were the three of them panting, the frantic stroking slowing to gentle, oversensitive caresses on their spent cocks. The video on the TV continued to play silently, showing the aftermath—the collapsed, blissed-out form of Blake's first blowjob from a guy. Blake was the first to speak, his voice wrecked and full of awe. “Play it again.”

We had been exchanging messages for several days. He'd actually first hit me up when I was waiting for the green light to go over to an FWB couple and breed them. I told him I'd fuck him, but I was saving my load, so he said we'd do it another time. Last night was the other time. We'd met up about a year ago, but hadn't been able to make anything work since. He's married and has kids, so it's tricky for him to schedule dick. He had to wait until his parents (who were in town for the weekend) went to bed. He didn't want them to become suspicious when he left. He didn't want to risk that they'd tell his wife (who was out of town with their kids visiting her own parents). By that point it was just past midnight, so I told him I'd leave my door unlocked. I sent him my address and said he should just come on in and wake me up, whenever he was able. Maybe an hour later, I was awakened by the sound of my door opening. I didn't bother getting up - I'd already let him know I'd be naked and in bed. It didn't take him long to find me. He stripped off in the nearly perfect darkness (just enough for silhouettes really). He pulled my blankets off me and started licking and sucking my cock. When I got rock hard, he stopped and moved up so he could straddle me chest. He put his cock to my mouth and told me to suck it. I was going to disappoint him. Usually I have a very strong gag reflex, and his cock was just above average in girth and length, but maybe it was the curve of the cock, my angle, or just my level of horniness, but for once I was able to consistently deep-throat a cock without any gagging. After several minutes, he said something magical. "Do you eat ass?" "Fuck yeah, I do!" This married father sat on my face, shoving my tongue and nose in his sweet, sweet ass. My rimming game isn't as strong as my sucking game, but I still had him writhing. He finally couldn't take anymore. He spat in his hand, reached back and grabbed my dick, and then he sat back on my cock. It took about a full minute to get me balls deep but once I was in, it was heavenly. I haven't had an ass that tight in a long time. He rode me cowboy style for only a few minutes before I couldn't take it any longer. Between his ass muscles milking my cock, feeling his hairy chest with my hands, and the long, passionate kisses he gave me, I was soon breeding his married ass. He rode me for another minute or so before collapsing on top of me. We shared another kiss and he finally rolled off me. I offered to get him off, but he said he'd already been gone long enough - he needed to get back home before anyone realized he was gone. I watched this dad pull his clothes back on and then he left. I left my door unlocked.

Sorry I messed up pasting chapter 5;in the previous post.m FULL CHAPTER 5 The walk back to the truck was a blur of buzzing adrenaline and sticky, cooling skin. The humid evening air did little to cut through the heat radiating off their bodies. They didn’t speak until the cab doors were closed, sealing them in a silent, private world. “Holy fucking shit,” Jared finally breathed, his hands still gripping the steering wheel, knuckles white. He turned to Jordan, his eyes wide with a mixture of awe and disbelief. “Did that just happen?” Jordan could only nod, a slow, dazed smile spreading across his face. His heart was still thumping a wild, erratic rhythm against his ribs. “It happened.” The words felt inadequate. What they’d done, what they’d been a part of, was more than an event; it was a seismic shift. A door had been blown off its hinges, and a whole new world of hungry, deviant possibility sprawled out before them. The confusion was gone, replaced by a crystal-clear, thrilling hunger. Jared started the engine, but didn’t put the truck in gear. He just looked at Jordan, the yellow light from the dashboard softening the sharp lines of his face. “That… turned me on. More than anything ever has.” He let out a shaky laugh. “Watching that guy use his Twink… fuck. And the way he looked at us. He wanted us to watch. He wanted us to join.” “Me too,” Jordan admitted, the confession feeling like a weight lifting off his chest. “It was the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.” He paused, the memory of the woods mingling with an older, more private fantasy. “But you know what really gets me? Those videos. The ‘straight guys go gay for pay’ ones.” Jared raised an eyebrow, a curious smile playing on his lips. “Yeah? Which part? The guy getting paid?” Jordan shook his head, his pulse kicking up a notch. This was a deeper truth, one he’d never voiced. “No. I used to think that. But now… I think I want to be the one on my knees. The one making the straight guy feel so good he forgets about the money. Forgets he’s even with a guy.” The silence in the cab was electric. Jared’s eyes darkened, his gaze dropping to Jordan’s mouth for a tantalizing second. “Fuck, Jordan. That’s… let’s do it.” The plan formed with a frantic, giddy energy once they got back to Jordan’s house, his parents safely out of town for the weekend. They downloaded three different hookup apps, their shoulders pressed together as they hunched over Jordan’s phone. They crafted an ad together, Jared’s fingers flying over the screen: “Generous couple looking for curious straight guys. Discretion assured. $200 for your time.” The responses were immediate. A barrage of dick pics from guys named ‘Daddy’ and ‘HungTop,’ their profiles filled with gym selfies and lewd propositions. Jordan swiped left on all of them, a knot of disappointment forming in his stomach. This felt seedy, not thrilling. Then, a new notification popped up. The username was just ‘B_Blake22’. The profile picture was a cleverly angled shot of a torso, from the chin down to the hips, obscuring the face but showcasing a lean, toned stomach and a prominent bulge in grey sweatpants. But it was the series of small, intricate floral tattoos curling around the hip bone and trailing down the thigh that made Jordan freeze. “No way,” Jared whispered, snatching the phone. He zoomed in on the tattoos. “Is that…?” “Blake Miller,” Jordan finished, his mouth going dry. “It’s him. He’s the only guy in our class with ink like that.” A shocked, giddy excitement replaced the disappointment. They messaged back, their hearts in their throats. The conversation was stilted, transactional. Blake was direct. He needed money for car repairs. He’d never done anything with a guy. He wasn’t gay. Each denial sent a fresh, illicit thrill straight to Jordan’s groin. They arranged the meet. Jordan’s house. An hour. When the doorbell rang, the sound was like a gunshot in the quiet house. Jordan opened the door to find Blake standing there, hands shoved in his pockets, looking exactly as he had in the hallways of their high school—handsome, athletic, radiating a familiar, straight-boy confidence. His eyes darted past Jordan, and his jaw went slack when he saw Jared leaning against the living room archway. “Jared? Jordan?” Blake’s face cycled through confusion, shock, and a flicker of panic. “What the hell? I… I didn’t know… I mean, your ad…” “We know,” Jared said, his voice calm, a sly smile on his face. “Come in, man. It’s cool.” Blake stepped inside hesitantly, his eyes wide. “Look, I’m not gay,” he blurted out, as if saying it enough would make it true. “I just… the money. I’ve never even thought about…” “We get it,” Jordan said, his own voice surprisingly steady even as his cock began to thicken, pressing against his zipper. The denial was like gasoline on the fire of his arousal. “Beer?” They sat on the couch, the three of them, making awkward small talk for ten minutes, two beers doing little to cut the thick tension. Jared finally stood up and retrieved an envelope from the kitchen counter, placing it on the coffee table. The stack of cash was impossible to ignore. Blake stared at it, then drained his bottle. “Okay,” he said, his voice low. “Okay. What… what do you want me to do?” Jordan’s mouth was desert-dry. This was it. He looked at Jared, who gave him an almost imperceptible nod, then pulled out his phone, tapping the screen to start recording. The red light was a tiny, glowing eye of permission. Jordan slid off the couch onto his knees on the rug. The movement felt natural, powerful. He looked up at Blake, who was watching him with a mixture of fear and a dark, curious interest. Jordan reached out, his fingers trembling only slightly, and placed his palm on the outside of Blake’s jeans. He could feel the heat, the solid shape of him beneath the denim. He rubbed slowly, firmly, and felt the flesh beneath his hand begin to swell and harden. “Oh, fuck,” Blake muttered, his head falling back against the couch cushion, his eyes squeezing shut. Jordan worked the button of his jeans, then the zipper. The sound was obscenely loud. He pushed the rough fabric aside and reached into the opening of Blake’s boxers. His fingers brushed against coarse pubic hair, then found the hot, smooth skin of his cock. It was already half-hard, thickening rapidly under his touch. It was a nice cock, cut, with a slight, graceful upward curve. Perfect. “Stand up,” Jordan whispered. Blake complied, a marionette on a string of desire and cash. He pushed his jeans and boxers down to his ankles in one clumsy motion, his cock springing free. It was fully erect now, thick and veiny, the head flushed a deep, angry red. He sat back down, his legs spread, putting his masculinity on full, vulnerable display. Jared moved closer, phone held steady, the lens capturing every twitch, every flicker of expression. Jordan didn’t waste time. He leaned forward, his face inches from Blake’s groin. He could smell the clean, musky scent of him. He started by licking a slow, wet stripe from the base of his balls all the way up the underside of his shaft. Blake jolted, a sharp gasp escaping his lips. Jordan did it again, and again, lapping at him like a decadent treat, coating his length in a glossy layer of saliva. He took one of Blake’s balls into his mouth, sucking gently, rolling it with his tongue. “Jesus…” Blake breathed, his hands gripping the couch cushions. Finally, Jordan guided the head of Blake’s cock to his lips. He paused, making eye contact with Jared over Blake’s thigh, seeing the raw hunger in his best friend’s eyes. Then he opened his mouth and took Blake in. The effect was instantaneous. Blake’s eyes rolled back into his head, a long, low moan tearing from his chest. His whole body trembled. The sheer, unadulterated look of pleasure on his face was a drug. It made Jordan feel powerful, wanted, needed. He dove deeper, taking more of him, relaxing his throat until his nose was buried in Blake’s pubes. He started to move, establishing a steady rhythm, his hand working the base as his mouth suctioned the length. And then Blake started talking, his voice a ragged, broken thing. “Yeah… fuck… swallow my cock.” His instructions were no longer for Jordan, but for Jared. “Look at him… look at him suck me. Such a good mouth. Slower… oh god, slower. Feels so good. Faster now. Deeper. Stroke me while you suck me. Just like that. Keep going. I’m getting so close.” Jordan felt the cock in his mouth pulse, the veins thickening. He could taste the first salty-sweet hint of precum. He pulled off, letting Blake’s wet, slick dick slap against his stomach. Blake whimpered at the loss. “No, don’t stop… please…” Jordan waited, letting the edge of orgasm recede. He wanted to own this moment, to control this straight boy’s pleasure completely. He took him back into his mouth, building him up again with deep, passionate sucks, his tongue swirling around the frenulum. He brought him right back to the brink, feeling Blake’s thighs tense, his abs clench. “I’m gonna cum… I’m gonna…” Blake begged, his voice cracking. Again, Jordan pulled off, a string of saliva and precum connecting his lips to the glistening purple head. He was playing him like an instrument, and he loved it. “Please,” Blake sobbed, his composure completely shattered. “Let me cum. Please, I need to cum.” Jordan looked at Jared, who was furiously stroking his own hard cock with his free hand, his breathing as ragged as Blake’s. Jordan gave a single, decisive nod. Now. He took Blake’s cock deep, deeper than before, burying it in his throat and holding it there. He looked up, meeting Blake’s desperate, pleading eyes. “I’m cumming!” Blake shouted, his body bowing off the couch. The first pulse was a violent, shocking burst of heat against the back of Jordan’s throat. He swallowed instinctively, and the action seemed to trigger a cataclysm within Blake. Rope after rope of hot, thick cum shot down his throat, each pulse accompanied by a guttural, almost pained moan from Blake. His body shook uncontrollably, his hands gripping Jordan’s hair, holding him in place as he emptied himself completely. When the last shudder passed, Blake collapsed back against the couch, panting, his eyes glazed over. He looked down at Jordan, who was still kneeling between his legs, a trail of cum on his chin. A look of pure, unadulterated disbelief washed over his face. “I’ve… I’ve never felt anything… so good in my life,” he stammered, his voice a hoarse whisper. “Never… from anyone…”

Hey everyone heres another short story based on a fantasy of mine. Sorry for any grammar issues as it's not my strong suit lol. Hopefully you like it! CRUISING SPOT MISTAKE So me and the hubby were looking to experiment with some kinks, and have some public play ideally with a small crowd. So we decided we would look up some popular cruise spots on sniffies. We figured I would go get in position and send him a text letting him know im ready. Then id announce on sniffies that im there looking for a top. Well some weeks later were both feeling very horny as sexually frustrated so we figure today's the day. It was later in the afternoon and the sun was starting to go down. So I headed to the busiest cruising spot around. A park bathroom in a bad part of town. When I got there I could tell just how popular it really was even if it did look very sketchy. Once you walked in you were hit with a mix of smells. Cum, sex, and piss filled the air. Not my ideal scene but it fit the fantasy perfectly. You can see a few used condoms scattered around so I was sure it was active enough to get at least one spectator. So I went to the furthest stall which was a very spacious handicap stall. When I walked in I saw thats where all the main action happened. There were used condoms everywhere, even a pile next to the toilet. I thought, Damn this place is sketchy. All the better for the fantasy it was really putting me in the mood. I went ahead and put the bottle of lube next to the toilet, and started to strip down until I was in nothing but my jock and tank top. I put the rest of my clothes in my back pack and grabbed out a bandana for a blindfold and cuffs for some extra fun. I love the feeling of not having control haha. It was time for the hubby to get off work so I sent him the address. I went on sniffies and announced that I was there, even wrote a quick message saying I was in the furthest stall waiting for a top. Then I tied my blind fold, grabbed my cuffs and threw the keys next to the lube, and tucked my phone away. Then I cuffed my hands around the toilets so I was stuck in a position where my ass was exposed and waited. I felt a little silly thinking I probably should of waited for him to say hes on his way so I wasn't stuck in the position for so long, I couldn't undo the cuffs by myself, I needed the keys. It felt like forever had passed Then I heard the door, followed by footsteps, my heart was racing were really doing this! The stall door opened and I arched my back giving perfect view of my hole. Then I felt a finger rub my hole, followed by some spit that hit it's mark square on. "Oh hes really getting into this, thats new for him." I thought. Then I heard him reach over for the lube (or so I thought). Then I felt the cold feeling of lube running over my hole. I let out a soft fuck and a moan. Then I felt a massive finger pushing the lube in. "You like that slut?" My heart sank, I didn't recognize this voice at all. Did someone beat my hubby here!? "Wait who are you? I was actually waiting for someone. Sorry man." "Shhhh I'll keep you company until he gets here, besides Im just getting you nice a lubed up, nothing like some special lube to get the mood going" Special lube? I only brought a basic bottle. I had no idea that he was fingering in cum from the used condoms sitting around. Then I felt more "lube" being poured on my hole, followed by his finger again. "Fuck this hole is nice man idk if I'll be able to wait, and it doesn'ta⁹ look like your in any position to go anywhere" "Hey I appreciate you lubing me up but im actually waiting for my husband, we have this kink of being watched by other guys ya know" I was trying my hardest to fight back my moans. I thought my pleading worked because I heard him step away but he came right back over then I felt something under my nose "Sniff boy" Idk why maybe it was the tone and authority in his voice but I did what he said and inhaled. It was poppers and my head was started to race and feel fuzzy "Again" He repeated this a good 5 -10 times i was so out of it. Then I felt more lube being poured on my hole, followed by that massive finger again, except this time it didn't feel so rough and felt alot warmer and was as thick as a soda can. He was stretching me out. "Fuck your fingers are huge man. I think we're good to wait now." He didnt say a word just put the bottle under my nose again, j kew the drill so I inhaled deep and as I did he shoved himself in balls deep hard, I felt his balls slap mine and his pubes pressed firmly against me "Who said anything about fingers?" I screamed out, asking him to take it out even with the poppers it was alot to take, but it just turned him on more. And he really started to rape my hole hard! "Im gonna open this hole up nice and good for him, make him take my sloppy seconds, this ass is just too good boy" He was raping my ass hard I couldn't even manage a clear sentence, I was just crying and screaming out. I thought it worked for a second because he pulled out, but my hopes were quickly dashed. "Tell you what boy, tell me that you want that hole slutted out. I love a good slut hole so if you do that I finish up quick and I can go." My head was flying from the poppers and the pain that I didnt even hear the beep from his camera. I really didnt want to do this with a stranger especially one that I wasn't sure was even wearing a condom. So I thought about it some and gave in. But I had to make sure he at least used protection I didnt want to take any anon loads. (I had no idea he already put several in me already) "Please sir slut out my hole, but please use condoms sir. I always play safe" "Of course boy. I've already gone thru a few" Thank God I thought, he was using protection. I had no idea he meant he was using the cum from the discarded condoms. Then I felt him tie some kind of cloth around my moth as a gag, and a second tied over my nose doused in poppers so I was forced to constantly inhale them. Next I felt more lube being added and I heard the snap of a condom. Id find out later that he poured the cum on my hole again which was now slightly gaping so majority just fell straight into me. He also broke the condom rolled it the base and used it as a cock ring. He plowed right back into me hard slamming as deep as he could, it was getting alot easier to take him. I was fighting back moans. "Fuck yeah baby, im gonna really charge up this hole good, fucking slut" His speed was increasing and his thrusts deeper. "Fuck yeah baby here it comes, gonna make you mine" He slammed deep and I could feel his cock pulse shooting wave after wave of cum into my hole. I thought he filled the condom but in reality he breed me deep. He slowly pulled out and I could feel what I thought was lube running down my balls and down my legs. "Damn that hole was amazing, your not tight anymore boy." I was still trying to recover and didnt hear the shutter noises from him taking pictures. At the same time I heard the bathroom door open again. Did the hubby finally make it? "Damn his hole is wrecked, he still taking dick?" It wasn't him, it was another stranger wanting to fuck me. What's going on here. "Yeah told me he wanted to get his hole slutted out, but he wants condoms so here" He handed the second guy a used rubber and gave a wink. "OH hes a slut!" I heard the sound of the condom being rolled over followed by a snap. He put the used condom on and snapped the tip, rolled it down his base like the guy before. Lubing his dick with anon cum and diving straight into my hole. "Fuckkkk hes so lose, and slick this feels amazing! Your doing so good baby " He was slamming into me so fast and hard it didnt take him long before he came. "Take this nutt baby . . . Fuckkkk" He gave a few more thrusts and pulled out once again giving me a feeling of lube running down my leg. "That ass is nice, you ever come here again you let me know" He pulled up his pants thru the tattered condom on my back and left. "Well I can't keep you company either but I love the gag and poppers for you as a gift" He took the pooper rag he had on my face and refreshed it. I was once again soaring. I heard him rummaging by the door, I had no idea he was setting up his go pro. "You did such a good job taking him, you made me horny again, figure I'll give you one more fuck before I head out. Gives me time to get this post going for you." With that he shoved in balls deep again, I already forgot how thick he was and let out a yelp. But it was surprisingly alot easier to take him this time, it felt like he was gliding in and out of my hole. I was moaning before I even realized. "Fuckkkk here you go baby! Im gonna Nutt!" I felt him pulsing again I felt so full I couldn't explain it. "Fuck boy your nice and lubed now haha. Ill see you around. Don't worry I'll made a post for you so you can still get that ass slutted. Ill see you around." I heard him grab the keys from by the lube. "You wont be needing these for some time" He took the keys leaving me bound there. I started to fight the restraints some, what does he mean he made a post, where's my husband I need to get out of here. But won't have time to think about any of that. I heard the door open again and talking, guys talking with each other about how much of a slut I am. How they bet im just a stupid cumslut faggot and continued taking turns raping my hole leaving a tattered condom on my back each time as a signal to the next. I lost track of how many times I got fucked some of them went more than once. I heard some of them talking about how im gonna be pregnant by the time I leave which confused me since they were using condoms. Eventually I heard a guy asking if there's still any condoms, and another saying just a couple by the door to the bathroom. After those were spent and they couldn't find anymore they just started fucking me raw, cheering each other on to breed me. I couldn't believe this was happening, all I could do was moan, the poppers and lube they used just made it all feel too good. I couldn't even focus on their new chants of "pozz the faggot" "charge him up" "stupid pozzed up slut". It started to die down there were just a few guys left, "damn such a slut" "stupid cum slut" "breed that bitch". I was so tired by that point I just wanted to go home. Eventually one of the last guys entered me and maybe it was wishful thinking but it felt familiar even the grunts sounded familiar. I was hoping it was my husband that he was there, he always has a spare to the cuffs just in case. But eventually he came too and left me there alone. A few minutes later when the bathroom was cleared out I heard him walk in. He emidiatly sounded concerned asking if I was okay, apologizing that he got held up at work for a few hours. That hes so sorry it happened. He uncuffed me removed the blind fold, gag, and poppers rag. I was able to see again for the first time in hours. I could feel cum just pouring out of me. I looked down to see the lube untouched but I couldn't see any of the used condoms. I didnt have the energy to think about it either. I grabbed my things and got dressed, there was a instant wet spot of cum in my shorts. I was so embarrassed. I went to my car told the hubby I would meet him at home. When I opened my phone I could see sniffies was still open. On the cruising spot it looked like a new profile with 3 pictures of me tied to the toilet, 1st was of my hole gaping leaking cum, 2nd with a dick wearing a condom around the base, third was a used condom being poured in my hole. Saying "feeling slutty, cum breed my hole, all loads welcome, just help me with my kink and grab a used condom to use on me before breeding me. Im trying to get every load I can send a picture to me when the deed is done" I was in shock. I went home in disbelief, did this really happen to me? Then I got a message on sniffies from a anon profile. "Hey hope you had fun, here's something to remember the night with" followed by pictures of me being breed by all kinds of different men. Then came a link it took me to a video. It started with me asking the guy to slut out my hole and him agreeing then a angled view of me taking load after load you could see the cum pouring from me. What shocked me most was the third to last guy to breed me was my husband. He found me and you could see the shock on his face but then he breed me and waited watching the rest before acting surprised. I didnt know what to think . . . But at the same time im rock hard watching. The end? also first time trying to provide a visual aid, i know they dont 100% match the story but

Chapter 14 - The Final Chapter ———- Jacob ———— There was a soft humming coming from somewhere but I couldn’t place where. I had no clue what time it was. The room was dim and quite save the hum. I was in bed tucked under what felt like 7 blankets. I vaguely remember my time praising the porcelain thrown. Then Buck came and took me to a doctor. Since then I have been sleeping with him occasionally waking me to take some medicine or drink water. He tried to get me to eat at one point I think but it wasn’t successful. I moved to sit up and got half way there before I felt light headed and started to fall over. The humming stopped and gentle but strong hands course corrected me to where I was sitting up my back against the headboard of the bed. I looked up to see Trevor smiling at me. He had been the one humming, I remember him doing it before when we were slow at the shop. He brought his hand up to my head as a way to check my temperature I assumed. “Hello sleepy head. You don’t seem to be running a fever. How are you feeling?” “Not great. My mouth is dry, I have aches all over, and I am a little dizzy.” I answered him honestly. ”Here drink some of this water.” He told me handing me a glass. He then went to the door keeping me in his sight. He hollard something down into the main living space but I didn’t really catch it. My mind seemed to be a little cloudy still. A moment later Trev’s mom walked into the room and came over to my bed and sat beside me. She greeted me gently and then took out a thermometer and took my temperature. She also looked all over me, at my eyes, in my throat, etc. Trev had told me she used to work as a nurse many years ago before become a stay at home wife. While she was doing that Trev had excused himself to the living room to make a call. He returned a few minutes later with Buck trailing behind him. Mom got up and went over to Buck and talked to him in hushed tones as Trev came over and sat with me and held my hand. I started to zone out a little until I felt Buck put a tray stand over my lap. Mom put a bowl of soup on the tray. Before I ate Trev and mom said good bye, mom giving my head a kiss before they left. “So am I going to live?” I asked my voice coming out rough and weak. ”Of course you don’t think I’d let anything happen to one of my scorpion boys?” He asked me. “No, but why do I feel like I am close to death then?” I asked half joking half serious. “Well it’s part bad news part good news. You are in the process of seroconversion and the bad news is your body had an extreme reaction to it. Worst then any of the other scorpion boys. However the good news is the blood tests confirm you are the newest scorpion boy!” My mind froze for a minute processing the news. Then it hit me, I was HIV positive. The power to change someone’s life forever now ran through my body. I had accomplished a life goal I didn’t know I had as recently as a month ago. I was a Scorpion boy! I knew exactly where I would put the scorpion tattoo too. Right in the center of my chest. The same place the shop logo rests on my chest when I wear one of the shop aprons. It be perfect there. I also knew I wasn’t going on meds anytime soon and that I planned to enjoy my time as a toxic scorpion boy. Spreading Daddy Scorpion’s strain as much as I could before I absolutely had to go on medication for it. “That’s awesome Daddy Scorpion!! You made me one of your boys!! The sickness will be worth it! When can we get my tattoo?” I blurted out while trying to move to get up. “Whoa there boy, hold on a minute. We will get it after you get feeling better. The doc says you will be out of commission for about a week. Plus we need to go back for a follow up visit with him in a week or so to check everything over. Then we can get your tattoo after that.” Buck told me as he gently but firmly pushed me back into my spot sitting against the headboard. “Ok, well then can you at least fuck my newly toxic hole daddy?” I asked smiling at him devilishly. “I will make you a deal boy, eat all your food and then I will fuck a load into you newly poz hole. But I will do all the work. I don’t want you over exerting yourself.” I immediately started to eat everything on my tray. The food made me feel a little better honestly. When I was done Buck removed the tray and tray stand from the bed. He took them into the kitchen and returned. He bent down and kissed me deeply then helped me strip naked and told me to lay over the bed. It put my ass up without me having to hold doggy position which I really don’t think I could have done if I tried to. I heard Buck strip behind me then felt his strong hands cup my ass cheeks. He pulled them apart and spit on my hole. Then his finger massaged it without entering. Then another spit glob followed by more massaging. His tongue touched my hole and made a moan escape my throat. He started to eat it deep as he continued to play with my asscheeks mildly slapping them every so often. Buck moved up from behind me his body cupping mine till his mouth was at my right ear and he started to kiss behind it. I felt his big fat cock head at my hole slightly pushing against it but not enough to get it in me even with me pushing out. His kisses moved from behind my ear to down my neck, then switched to my left side to repeat. Buck had me hard as a rock and my hole craving his big dick. I tried to move back against his head but he growled subtly to let me know that I was moving faster than he wanted. His dick continued to play with my hole opening as he kissed me and ran his hands up and down my sides. His big body pressed against mine. The warmth of him keeping me warm as if I was still under the blankets. “You ready for Daddy Scorpion to open that now poz boy hole” he asked in a deep gravely voice. “Yes please put in me daddy. Recharge me!” I begged. “The doc said that our first night fucking was probably what knocked you up boy. The timeframe works out for it that way. Daddy took your cherry and impregnated you all at the same time” he told me as his head popped through my hole and he held it so that was all that was in me. “Really? Daddy took my v-card and made me his for life all in one night. That is so hot!!!” I replied as I tried to hold my moans of pleasure from his fat dick head opening my hole. “Oh yes, and I plan to keep recharging you just like all my other scorpion boys!” He said as he pushed the rest of his 8 raw fat poz inches into my hole balls deep in one stoke. He slowly fucked my hole using long strokes to hit my prostate just right. He was gentle as he fucked me. Which was good because I don’t think I could take a hard fuck in my current condition. Buck continued to kiss my neck and behind my ears as one hand roamed my body while he used the other to steady himself as he fucked my poz boy hole. He fucked me for about 10 minutes before I couldn’t take it any longer and shoot a huge load, my first poz load, all over myself the sheets hands free. My hole squeezes from me cumming which made daddy scorpion growl in my ear. On his next stroke balls deep he moaned deeply as he flooded my hole with is dirty seed. We laid there in that position for a few minutes till Buck got up off of me. His half hard dick plopping from my hole. He told me to hold still and went to the bathroom coming back with a warm washcloth. He cleaned my backside along with my cum smeared stomach and crotch. He helped me climb into bed and crawled behind me to cuddled me. He pulled the blankets over us and told me to close my eyes and rest. As the cold/fever/pain medicine kicked back in I feel asleep dreaming of walking out of the tattoo shop with my fresh ink marking for all the world to see me as one of daddy’s scorpion boy! ——— Buck ———— It had been a wild few of months. I had hired and then pozzed my fifth scorpion boy, Jacob. I helped nurse him through the worst case of the fuck flu I had ever seen. After that we got him set up with my doctor, like all the boys, for regular blood work and monitoring. He pestered me for weeks till I took him to the tattoo shop and got his scorpion mark on his chest. He was so proud that day and every day since to wear my mark. He has also been using his hole (and his dick a time or two) to spread my strain. It was February now and Jacob had been with the shop for 6 months. All the other scorpion boys (save Jayden that left and opened a spot for Jacob) still worked at the shop. Trevor has been the assistant manager since before Halloween. The shop has been very busy beating last year sales year by 12%. It was our record sales year! I provided a holiday party in December and gave out fat bonus checks to all the staff. Jacob used his to pay me for his Camry. Ant used his to get a second bike to start working on and fixing up. Trevor put his into a new car to bring back to life. He and Ant loved working on vehicles together. Lane and Kenny also treated themselves with their bonuses. They had all earned that money. We had been so busy we’d all been working massive overtime. It had just slowed down enough the last week that I’d been able to get everything caught up and run the numbers. We could hire on two new staff with our current and projected sales without stressing the shop or cutting hours to any of the scorpion boys. I had Ant put the “Now Hiring” sign up in the window last night before he left after closing. This morning I was opening with Jacob. Trevor would be in right before the lunch rush to take the kitchen so I could float. We had been open 10 minutes when Jacob asked me to come up front. Since I the pizzas in the oven had a few minutes left I walked around to the front. Standing on the other side of the counter were two young men. In fact identical twins. I’d guess 20 or 21. Both tall around 6’3-6’4 and very lanky. They had matching blonde hair and emerald eyes. One of the twins stepped forward introduced them to me. The one talking was Vance and his brother was Lance. I introduced myself and shook their hands. I asked Jacob to go check on the pizzas before turning back ti the twins to ask how I could help them. Lance spoke up and told me they were both there to apply for the job opening. I went through the same basic stuff I always did. Made sure they were over 18 (they are 20). I also found out they were going to the local college near by and needed a job to help ends meet. I offered them an interview slot for the next morning before we opened. It was my day off and Trevor was scheduled to open with Jacob but I’d come in for this interview for sure. My cock was thickening and filling in my pants behind the counter as we made the arrangements to meet in the morning. We said our good byes as I made my way to the back. Jacob smiled at me as he came up to me and grabbed my obvious budge in my pants. He kissed me briefly. “Looks like the magic hiring sign has done its trick again. I hope they work out, both look like they would be a fun ride!” He said as he released my hard dick and sauntered back up front. I thought to myself that he isn’t wrong. We may have 2 new scorpion boys by Memorial Day! ————————- This will be the final chapter of this particular story. I have greatly enjoyed writing it and love that so many others have enjoyed it too. There may be spin off stories in the future but I felt this was a good ending for this one. Plus it’s always good to shift gears write something fresh then come back to expand later. I really have appreciated all the support and kind words. I hope you all enjoy this chapter as much as you have the rest. Look for more stories to come!!!

Chapter 6 ——- Jacob ———— As lay in bed waiting for the alarm to go off I thought back on my first two weeks working at the pizza sho. The time had flown by. I was really loving it here. The other guys were great and a lot of fun to work with. I had hung out with Trev a few more times outside of work since that first night. He even invited me to a small party he threw last weekend. Nothing huge or outrageous, just a group of about 25 guys hanging out, talking, drinking, listening to music, and munching on snacks. He even had that one game with the small bean bags and boards with a hole in it, whatever that was called, in his backyard. Buck and Ant had been really cool by letting Kenny and Lance off at 8pm that night, covering the close so they could make the party. Then they showed up at the party for a few minutes after the shop was closed to say hi before going home. I had grown close with all the guys, but particularly Trev. He seemed to treat me like his little brother, even though I was taller than him, and always made sure I got to and from work safe. Never let me have two many nights home alone. Helped me with my plans to move out. He was just so nice and protective. I really am started to feel like I am part of the family at the shop. Even Buck and Ant were super cool. They rarely played the boss card, always jumped in and helped anytime we got busy, and seemed to genuinely care about us. I also still had a killer crush on Buck. I mean all the guys were hot. Hell I’d seen Ant’s dick and I’d not turn it down if it was offered. But my heart and dick still was stuck on Buck. However much I was crushing on my boss I knew it had to be pushed down. I now knew Buck was gay, but he hadn’t seemed interested in me beyond an employee and I wasn’t going to risk my job by hitting on him. Especially now that I was starting to get somewhere in saving too move out. I had worked a full 40 hours my first week and the another 43 hours this last week. The shop did paychecks weekly for hours and credit card tips and I got my first check last Wednesday. I was stunned. Between that check, which I deposited immediately to my credit union account, and the cash tips I had saved $1257. Plus my next check should be close to $500, same as my last one was. That would be direct deposited this next Wednesday to add to my piggy bank. I had only spent money on my work shoes, a few pairs of work pants, some hygiene products, few necessary odds and ends, and of course my “rent”. I thought I’d have to pay for my other work shirts but when Ant gave me my addition 3 shirts when fedex delivered them he said it was on the shop and they were mine to keep. I had been really lucky with good tips and I had only been spending money when really necessary. I need to save as much as I could as quick as possible to escape Ralph and the house. I’d miss my mom but I could still visit or go to lunch with her. I just couldn’t live under his rules much longer. I had paid him on the first of the month like I was told to, and he immediately started question me about my pay and tips. How did I come up with so much so quick since I’d only work 4 shifts before I paid him. I told him I’d had old birthday money saved up that I used with my tips. He maybe a boarder line idiot and alcoholic, but he knew how to sniff out money and any lies around it. Luckily that day he accepted my explanation but he had deep suspicion in his eyes. I had taken to go to the atm after work to deposit my tips every night when possible. If I couldn’t for some reason I keep the tips hidden on me all night. I never had more than $20 to $30 out where he could see it at a time. I wouldn’t put it past him to sneak in my room when I was gone either so I never left money at the house. I really didn’t like having to hide my money, it made me feel so uncomfortable and like I’d lost my “home”. But even if I managed to save all my tips this week and add my pay check Wednesday, I probably have less than $2000. Trev had helped me look for places around the neighborhood and around the shop. All of them were expensive and required deposits along with first and last month’s rent. Plus while I’d started building my credit it wasn’t that high yet, so that generally meant I’d need a co-signer or an even bigger deposit according to the apartment websites. Then there was the deposit to get the utilities in my name, I’d have to get a new phone (I wasn’t going to be dependent on Ralph for anything), and I need a bed, sofa, tv, kitchen stuff, bathroom stuff, and things I probably wasn’t even thinking about. Just thinking about it had me overwhelmed. I got up since I couldn’t sleep. I looked at my phone and I still had 20 mins till my alarm was set to go off. I shut it off and went to the bathroom to shower. I got dressed and got all my stuff together. I walked out into the living room and to my surprise Ralph was sitting in his recliner drinking a cup of coffee. “Trying to sneak out before I am up again are you? I wanted to talk to you for days!” He sneered at me. That was news to me. All week he had either been out late at the bar or in already in bed when I got home. Then when I got up at my normal time in the mornings for work he was still asleep. “I didn’t know you wanted to talk to me Ralph. But can I wait, I am opening this morning. I don’t want to be late.” I said in a snarky tone, more than I normally would have. My sour mood from the thought of all the cost of moving out was still effecting me. Plus as I laid there bed I become and more resentful of this man. He contributed little and demanded so much. “Don’t you sas me boy. Just because you making a little money, and I mean little based on your tips you been bring home, you aren’t grown! You will listen to me!” He said raising his voice. That was all I could take. My temper broke and I couldn’t help it. “You know what Ralph, why don’t you just go fuck yourself.” I said while I looked at him like the useless parasite I had come to know him to be. I saw the shock in his face before I turned and walked out the door. I had never talked to him like that. I had got on my bike and was already riding away when he yelled something at me from the door that I couldn’t hear. I rode as fast as I could toward the shop. My anger driving me for a few blocks. Then what I had done hit me. I had made a mess! I had been disrespectful and cursed. That was not acceptable in my house. Even if I was right, my mom would not be happy with me. She was loving but firm when it came to showing respect to your elders. Ralph would be mad and punish me anyway he could. I don’t think he’d be able to get mom to kick me out over it but I know he’d try and probably threaten if I did it again I’d be gone. I wanted to go but I couldn’t go on my own now, I wasn’t ready. By the time I reached the store I had started crying and when I went to get off the bike I nearly fell. Luckily a pair of strong arms steady me. When I turn to look who had caught me I say Trev looking at me with concern. I fell into his arms and broke down crying. He pulled me into a hug, stroking my head, and whispering reassurances to me. His strong body held me up no problem. I dug my head into his neck and hadn’t even realized anyone else was there till I hear Buck’s deep voice. “What’s going on? What’s wrong? What happened to upset him?” He asked Trev in a very brisk protective tone. “I’n not sure. I was in my car when he came up on his bike. He was riding kinda of shaky so I got out to check on him. That’s when I saw he was crying and he almost fell off his bike so I caught him. I didn’t ask anything, I just hugged him.” Trev responded not moving me and continuing to keep me in a bear hug. “Jacob, can you tell me if you are hurt? Do we need to take you to the doctor?” He asked as I felt his big hand rest against my lower back. I shook my head not moving it from Trev’s neck. I knew I was acting like a baby, and even worst I was doing it in front of my boss. But I couldn’t help it I need to feel safe and I did between these two and my head buried “in the sand” of Trev’s neck. “I think he may have had an argument with his step dad. I know it’s been tense between them for a while.” Trev said without going into the details. “Ok, well we need to get him inside and sat down. Jacob, can you let go of Trevor and walk into the store?” Buck asked me softly. Before I could answer that or release his neck Trev picked me up and my legs instinctively wrapped around his waist. “I will get him inside boss. Just get the door.” Trev told Buck as he carried me toward the backdoor. Or I assumed that’s where we went. I was still crying into his neck. I am not sure how long I sat in the break room crying into Trev’s neck. He took us in there and sat down with me on his lap. He held me and continued to try to gently sooth me. Buck had followed us in then left and closed the break room door I guess to give me privacy. When I had finished my breakdown, I felt so ashamed of myself. I pulled my head up and peaked at Trev. He looked at me without judgement. Something like I imagined a brother would look like when comforting his upset sibling. “Are you feeling better Jac” he asked using a nickname he’d started calling me a few days ago. “Yea, but now I feel like a baby. I made such a scene.” I replied sadly. “Hey none of that! You have a right to feel your feelings. There is nothing wrong with needing a cry and hug. That why I have big shoulders, they are here to cry on.” He said as he wiped a tear from my cheek . ”I know you understand Trev, but I just blubbered like a fool in front of Buck!” “He would tell you the same thing and if I wasn’t here he’d of been the first to volunteer his shoulder.” He said with a sincere smile. ”But I do need you to confirm that no one hurt you. No one put their hands on my little bro right?” He said in a tone that made me sure if someone had they’d be getting a serious visit from a very big angry bear. “No, no one hurt me. I just got in an argument with Ralph. Said stuff I shouldn’t have. Then ran out of the house. It hit me how stupid I’d been as I was riding here and then I started to freak out about getting in trouble. Then I guess all the stress and worry just all collided and I kind of lost it. I am lucky you were here or I’d might have been flat on the sidewalk crying with a broken ankle or something.” “Na, we wouldn’t have let that happen Jac, we will always have your back.” Trev told me, which he made sound like an unbreakable promise. We were interrupted by a soft knock on the door. I had got off Trev’s lap while we were talking and sat in the chair across from him. Trev got up and walked to the door opening it to allow Buck to join us. “Jacob, are you feeling better?” He asked as he walked over to me and placed a hand on my back and rubbed soothing circles. “Yea, just embraced that I caused such a fuss.” I said looking up at him. “First, I am glad you are feeling better. Second, don’t feel embarrassed, we all have emotions and we all have times when we need to let them out. Would it be okay if Trevor left us so you could tell me what’s going on? Not as your boss, but as a friend that cares about you?” He asked gently and in a way that reassured me I wasn’t in trouble. I nodded and then thanked Trev again before he left us alone in the room. Buck took the seat across from me and put a bottle of cold water on the table next to me. I took a drink and explained everything to Buck. The ultimatum, my relationship or lack of with Ralph, the having to hide money, trying to keep up all the house chores, the stress over the cost of moving out, and finally the argument this morning. He listened intently. Not interrupting. Not trying to minimize my feelings. Not judging me. Just being there for me. When I was done I realized he had been holding my hands the whole time. He gave me a reassuring smile after I had finished. ”Ok, we know the problem we can start working on the solution. I don’t want to overstep, but I can’t sit here and watch someone I care about hurting like this. So, here what I propose: we will take the day off, you will still get paid, and we will figure this out. I won’t let you go home to a place you feel unsafe in.” He told me in his deep caring voice. “Oh I can’t do that. I don’t want take your money and not work. Plus it’s not fair that I put all this on you. I don’t know how long it’s been but I am sure I am already way behind in getting the front ready. And I put Trev behind too. I really need to go out and work.” I said as I stood up to go up front. Buck stood up and blocked my path and gently put his hand and my arms looking me in my eyes. “I love that you care about the shop as that to put opening ahead of taking care of yourself. But I have taken care of all that. I asked Ant to come in once we got you in here. We have done all the opening task. Trevor is working the back and Ant is up front. Lance is coming in early to help cover the lunch rush.” I tried to argue but he put his finger up to my mouth. “No, you are going to listen and not argue now. The shop is taken care of. The boys don’t mind stepping up to help. We will always be here for each other. Now I am taking you to a friend I know in the rental world and we are going to figure this all out.” He told me in a very authoritative but caring tone. We exited the break room and before we left I hugged both Trev and Ant and thanked them for covering. Both just hugged me and told me not to worry about it. Buck took me get something to eat. I hadn’t ate yet and he decided that was the first thing to fix. Next we drove to an office park and meet with his friend, a very nice lady in her late 30s named Bernice. I explained what I had saved and that basically all I’d have to bring is my clothes and personal stuff. She took notes as we talked, probing about what area I was interested in, what type of place I’d like to live in, and other stuff like that. Buck sat next to me the whole time holding my hand. He didn’t try to jump in or answer questions for me, he just was there for me. I didn’t think she’d have anything I could afford or qualify for but I was suprised when she said she had an idea that might just be perfect for me. We followed her out to the parking lot where she gave Buck an address to follow her to. We parked in front of big old house on a quiet street. I think it was only a few blocks from the shop. The house was in good shape, not freshly remodeled but not neglected either. She took me around the side to stairs that led down to a basement door. It had the letter C on the door. Bernice explained the house had been turned into apartments a few years ago and that her company was the management company for the house. This unit had just become available a few weeks ago. It was a small one bedroom. From the front door you walked into the modest living room. Off to one side was a kitchen. Then down a hall was a decent sized bathroom. The hall ended at a fire that led to a medium sized bedroom. She told me the apartment came furnished. That the rent included the water, trash, and yard maintenance. I’d have to get the power switched over to my name within a week. She did say normally a deposit, first and last months rent, a background check, plus a credit check was required. However, the owners made special exceptions for LGBT youth, as they were part of the community. They also knew Buck and since he was willing to co-sign the lease the owners would probably being will to forgo everything but the first months rent, which was $750 a month. Bernice then told me all we’d have to do now if I wanted the place was go back to the office, fill out the application, review the lease, pass a background check (she told me it wouldn’t take 20 minutes ti come back), and then give her my card to run for the rent. I couldn’t believe that it was an actual possibility that I could afford this. On the way back to Bernice’s office I tried to talk Buck out of co-signing saying I didn’t want to take advantage of him, but he wouldn’t hear of it. We got the paperwork done and signed. Bernice got my background check back all clear. She took my bank card and ran it. Once the machine read approved I was a proud renter. I called the power company using the number Bernice provided and was able to get the power put in my name starting tomorrow. It was a $150 deposit as well. They took my card over the phone and just like that I had a power bill. Buck surprised me by stopping at a cell phone store. We walked out 30 minutes later with a new number. My phone was paid off so they were able to just transfer the new number to it. I had to pay a connection fee and start up fee that came to under $100. Buck wanted to buy me a new phone but I wouldn’t let him. Even with the rent, power deposit, and phone costs I still had $250 in my account plus my up coming check. I was astonished this was all possible. As we waited for the phone guy to get everything moved over Buck asked if I knew when my step dad would be gone. I told him he was at work now. At which pint Buck got my address from me. After we left the phone store we went to my house where we were met by Kenny who had moving boxes and tape. They helped me pack everything up and load it into Buck’s truck. When we were done I tried to offer to pay Kenny for helping but he refused and told me scorpion boys stick together and gave me a hug goodbye. We got back to my new apartment and got everything unloaded in to my place. It was almost 4 pm by then. Buck told he was going to check on the shop and told me that I should call my mom while he was gone. He didn’t want her to come home to see me gone without explanation. I managed to catch my mom between her jobs. I explains the argument with Ralph, how I’d been feeling, and that I felt needed to be on my own. She apologized that things had got so bad at home. She just was so busy she hadn’t noticed, but she didn’t use that as an excuse. She promised she still loved me and that I was always welcome. She also said she would make sure to make time to visit with me and do it without Ralph until I felt comfortable seeing him again. Buck came back a little after I finished the call. My bike was in the back of his truck and he had a large pizza with him. He locked my bike up outside my apartment by my door, but not in the way of anything. Then came in and we ate dinner. He took his leave around 6:30 saying I needed to rest and to get comfortable in my space. He told me to text if I needed anything. I walked him out and watched as he backed out of the drive only to got 4 doors down across the street to park in the driveway of a cute cottage house. He got out of his truck and walked to his font door waving me goodnight as he went. I had gone from worried and uncomfortable this morning when I woke up to feeling secure and at ease laying in my bed in my new apartment. All because Buck. While Trev had been my rock this morning when I needed him, and I know he always would be, Buck had been my hero today . ——- Buck ——- I got home from Jacob’s house and closed the door. It had been a hell of a day. I went from concerned to pissed at his deadbeat step dad, to problem solving mode. It was so rewarding to help Jacob get out of that situation. He fought me on a few things I wish he hadn’t but that just showed me he was not looking for a hand out but was willing to take a hand up. I had gotten a hard on watching him content and eating and laughing and joking as we shared the pizza tonight. He was so sexy and he didn’t even know it. I texted Trevor to come over to my place if he was free so I could give him the update. I know this morning he was pissed and wanted to beat Jacob’s step dad to a pulp but Ant had talked him down. He came over and brought beer. I gave him the update on the situation as we drank and told him Jacob’s new address. He gave me shit about moving him closer to me than him so I could play papa scorpion. We laughed at that. We both had been pumped and at on point murderous today. To help alleviate that stress I proposed to Trevor that he let me pound out his tight raw hole and give him a recharge. He readily agreed. I took him to my room and stripped him naked. I put him face down in the bed. I used the straps I had attached to all four corner to tie my kinky boy down. I kissed him deep before I secured the gag into his mouth. I got behind him and started to rub him up and down. Using my nails to lightly scratch his back. I got to his ass and slapped one cheek hard. Then I did the same to the other. I alternated between slapping his cheeks and pulling them apart to eat his tight hole. He was moaning and whining in pleasure as I ate his hole. He tried to push back against my face as I tongued him. His hole was craving my big fat raw poz dick. I got up and removed my pants leaving my shirt and socks on. I got lube from the nightstand and squirted it in his winking hole. I worked two fingers into him. He jumped at first then moaned and pushed back. I worked his hole till I could get 4 fingers in. I was using my other hand to jerk his very fat dick that was positioned downward between his legs. I climbed on the bed on top of him and whispered in his ear as I lined up my dick. I told him to get ready daddy was going to force his poz dick covered in toxic precum into his boy hole. I shoved in him balls deep as I finished my warning. He moaned and try to cry out. I slowly stroked my dick in and out of his poz hole. Working my dirty precum into his bussy. Talking dirty to him as I worked him over. I fucked slowly for a while then picked up speed. Drilling harder and faster with each thrust. Trevor shot a huge load hands free all over the bed making his hole squeeze my dick so tight I dumped my charged cum balls deep into his hole. I flooded him balls deep recharging him with the toxic cum that knocked him up. He moaned and tried to beg for it as it filled him up. I untied and ungaged him. We took a shower to clean off as I provided aftercare to my boy. I kissed him goodnight as he left to go home. I laid in bed naked thinking of the cute boy down the street. He seemed plain and timid to most observers I am sure, but I saw the real him. Strong, daring, brave, and above all sexy. I decide that once he got settled and was ready I’d pursue making him my scorpion boy! ——————- Yea so I got typing and the muse took the move out part way longer than I anticipated. Haha. But I hope it is still a good chapter even if a little lighter on the poz sex stuff this time. Thanks you all again for your positive feedback back and encouragement!

My message on Yellow Facts has triggered a memory of the first time I went to this event and it was the first time at the Lab too. I remember vividly a young chubby lad, early 20s I would guess, in a full football kit that was a bit too small for his size, lying in a bath and enjoying very much being the centre of attention and getting very wet and swallowing a lot of cock and piss. His soaked footie kit clinged to his chubby body. Although he took no interest in me, I later I saw him standing by the bath and a thin elderly man walks past naked, lubes up his cock, offers the young lad some poppers, the lad immediately pulls down his shorts and old man wastes no time getting his raw cock in the young lad's willing arse. This was probably 20 years ago way before prep. The thought of the two fucking still makes me hard.

My last load was from a very cautious married guy. Found him on sniffies, told him I loved swallowing loads that normally go into pussy and also like facials. He said he loved giving a guy a facial and only wanted his cock and balls licked, no sucking. Hell I was craving some cum so met him at his place. As he's undressing he's telling if I wanna suck he's going to wear a condom. I've never sucked a condom covered cock and have no desire. Licking it is. He lays back and start licking his cock and balls. His cock comes to attention and turns out to be nice 6 incher. After 10 min of licking him and sucking his balls he tells me to lay down, he stands over my face and starts to jerk his load all over my face. Mr Cautious didn't disappoint, great big thick load all over my face. I thank him stand up, he hands me a towel. I said thanks but I'm leaving this beauty on my face to dry. I get in my truck and drive away, feeling a nice thick rope dangling from my chin. Look in the mirror and my face if covered. Nice thick globs. I lick what I can from around my lips and head home. LOVE feeling cum dry on my face. Was a first but definitely would do him again.

A different idea how to enjoy pissplay. I am quite kinky and only bareback. Was only top till about 3 years ago and now definite preference for bottom. Any how about 3 years ago my friend and i used to meet up regularly, party etc. I luv to drink his chem piss straight from tap, but one session after sounding my cock quite roughly and really stretching my piss hole I hade my baby finger tip inside my cock, he stood over me and said take your finger away and hold that piss hole open, i did and next minute he is pissing into my cock. Oh fuck i have never experienced pleasure like that before and now its my chosen way of taking piss.

I always ask. Well not how you got pozzed but when I see guys that fuck raw I always ask if they are poz or on prep. I love when guys ask me. How did I get pozzed? Easy. Taking anonymous raw cock since I was 16. Who pozzed me? No fucking clue. Have I pozzed anyone? I’m sure I must’ve over the years. But my wife is the only one I know for sure.

i found it less a flex as a sad comment on america and how racially divided we are. the fact that he's not worried about an awkward encounter w a black guy he sucked off thru work or at a social event is scary but probably accurate. also, the demographics from the last census was something like 51% white, 33%latino, 12%black so even if your sucking anon dick at a truck stop, that's a lot of white dick you gotta say "no thanks" to waiting for that 12% to come along. and bless anyone who can easily tell whites from latinos at a glance, cause there so much cross over beige between the white and the brown it's a very blurry line. dick is dick. i suck it all.

100% pure bottom. i have never Topped and have never even thought about Topping. The submissive in me wants to please and one of the best ways is to let a Top use me in whatever way he wants...

Part 8 Behind me was an image that will be scarred into my psyche the rest of my life. It had to be a mask, but it looked so….real. The image staring back was that of the Devil himself, blood red with horns. The eyes were also red, and staring back at me, almost to my soul. “Look down Joey. Look what will be your destruction. Or your Salvation. Only you can determine that.” I struggled to break eye contact and moved down slowly. At the developed chest, which normally would turn me on, the nipples were surrounded by blood red bio-hazard markings. “Look closely.” At that command, I saw them. On each tattoo, on the downward points, were laughing skull tattoos. Each nipple was pierced with a very painful looking piercing, what looked like miniature spurs hanging from each side. I shuddered in fear, and the Devil grinned. “They are as sharp as you think. Keep going, boy.” I moved my eyes further and saw a paunch gut, not too big, but definitely more than I’d find attractive. “Count.” I noticed red hash marks, in groups of five, tattooed from his chest almost half way down his stomach. My final count came to 98. I looked back to his face, but was greeted with a severe slap across the face. “I did not give you permission to look upon my face.” “Lower.” As my eyes reached his cock, they spread further in terror at what I was seeing. The cock looked to be about 9” long, maybe more. But the length was nothing compared to the size around. Soda can is the best I could compare it to at it’s biggest. Even worse was the horror at the tip. A blood red ring pierced through the head of his cock and again, the laughing devil image, this one looking up at me form the front of the ring. “You better hope your cunt can stretch, because Luc will be ripping you open and will bring the rest of my cock with it.” Seeing the terror, and question, in my eyes, he said, “Luc is the skull. Short for Lucifer. My personal Master. He who I serve and who gifted me with my special gift.” This was now, officially, the beginning of my own personal hell. “Spread his ass for me, boy.”