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I woke up early the next morning, took a shower and got dressed. I was in the kitchen eating cereal and having coffee. "Good morning sexy" Rick said I pepped up. "Good morning" I replied smiling "You have a good sleep" he asked "Yes I did and you" I said back smiling at him "Yes I knocked out. All that fucking drained me. Your pussy felt so good." He said nuzzling up to me. We exchanged some light kisses. Then he walked away. "You decide on the PEP? Actually arent you pass the 3 days? He said I had the panic look on my face. He was right. It was a few hours passed. "Its okay. Relax" he said seeing my response. "I think you can still take it if you want and you might be ok". He said. I looked puzzled at him. "It is up to you. I will still be here whatever you decide" he said I looked at the clock and I had to get into the office to finish some stuff for work. "I'm late I have to go" I said I went to my room, grabbed my stuff, grabbed the PEP and got in my car and drove. I was confused and did not know what to do. I grabbed the pill bottle opened it up and took a pill. I figure it would buy me more time. If I didn't take it now, I wouldn't have any options. After taking it I started to calm down. I parked my car and turned off the ignition. I paused and started to think about what I just did. I felt good and safe that I took it but I was still worried that I was on the cusp or a bit outside the 72 hours. I also felt a little regret in what Rick would think about me. Would he still like me? Would he still want to have sex with me? I started to get a little worried that he wouldn't want me anymore. I looked at my watch and I needed to get to work so I snapped out of it and started walking to the office. I walked into the office at 7:30am and Professor Post and the office secretary were both in. I went to my desk and started to go through my emails. Professor Post walked over to my desk area. It was in the corner and I sat with my back to the wall. There was a filing cabinet that acted like a partial wall at the entrance way into the desk so people from the office couldn't see directly in. He stood there in his tight spandex biking shorts and his biking shirt. When I turned again his crotch was at eye level and his cock was rock hard like he was jacking off and there was a small wet spot of precum the size of a quarter at the head of his cock. Again I could see like a ring near his cock head. "Hello Dan, I like to see you are always here early and dedicated to the department" the Professor said I looked towards his cock then up to his face. He saw me look and smiled. "Thank you Professor. I enjoy working here." I said "I wanted to see how you were doing with our field trip to the other side of town" he asked "It is going good as I have some of the sites you mentioned for the tour and glad you brought it up" he said. I turned away and read my notes then looked back towards his. He moved closer and now was about two feet away from me. I could smell his musty scent. It was strong. My eye skimmed his crotch area of his still hard cock then looked up at him. He was looking down smiling seeing me take a peek. I tried to carry on. "You mentioned a place the One Red Association. I had difficulty finding a contact informatoin for that. Also what kind of place is it?" I asked "It is a play space and gallery" he said "You mean like games and art" I asked "No not really. It is an alternative place space and community meeting space. I will send you the contact information" he said His smell was now encompassing me. As I was in the back area and there were cabinets around me ventilation was not strong back here. I was starting to get lightheaded. "Ok thank you" I said slowly "You ok Dan" he said putting his hand on my shoulder. "Yes its just getting a little stuffy back here" I said "Just breathe. Take some deep breathes" he said moving in closer. Now he was about a foot from me with cock now rock hard clearly pushing out of his tight spandex shorts. He saw me look again. "Sorry it has a mind of its own" he said laughing. His scent was strong. I started to get aroused by it. "Yours too" he said looking down. My cock was getting hard and pushing though my running shorts which had ridden up my thigh. I forgot I had a fan below my desk and turned it on high and pointed upward. The smell cleared out. The secretary asked if we ready to go to the department meeting. The Professor replied for both us and said he had to go and change his clothes. He walked away and I got back to my emails. Everyone except me and the Professor had gone to the meeting. I grabbed my stuff to go to the conference room for our meeting and as I walked passed the Professor's office I saw him changing clothes. He just finished putting on a jock strap that was sheer and could see his huge cock with what looked like a metal ring. I paused then started to walk away as he turned. I rushed out of the office to the meeting. My cock throbbed. What was going on with me???

Chapter 2 – The Bedroom Xander followed his dad into a dimly lit room. There was porn playing on the tv. Xander noticed that the porn playing was gay porn with a man and a twink. He looked up to find his dad’s position in the room. H was now naked and was standing on the opposite end of the room by some sort of sex swing. Then Frank walked over to the bed and pat the space beside of him. Xandar took this as an indication to move over there quickly. His body was still jittery from his last shock. He sat right next to his dad on the king size bed. Frank reached over to a few items on the nightstand beside the bed. Xander looked over and saw a few clear pipes and and large bag of what looked like crystals. He had never seen Tina before but he knew it was drugs. There was a smaller bag of white powder that he instantly thought was cocaine. He would be wrong, as it was crushed up Tina in a fine powder. Frank loaded one of the pipes with a large shard. He grabbed the torch and put the pipe to his lips. He melted the shard and bounced the flame under the puddle. He let out a large cloud. F: Your turn. Okay you can talk freely for a moment. I will take it back but for now, I wanna hear what you have to think. Here you go. X : But I’ve never done drugs before. F: you and your friends smoke pot. It’s kinda the same. Instead of lighting the green on the top of the bowel, you are heating the bottom of the bowel to melt the puddle in the bowel. X : I don’t know if I can do it. What is it? F: It’s Tina. Don’t worry, it will make you feel nice and good. Maybe even a little horny. **evil grin**. Go ahead and try that shit out. it’s great stuff. Nothing but the best for my golden child son. Xander flicks the torch on and heats the puddle and it starts to form a whisp of white cloud. He puts the pipe to his mouth and rotates the pipe left and right. The torch turns off and Xander lets out a huge cloud. ZZZZZZZap X : why? F: You lying fuck. You hit that like you knew what you were doing. You’ve smoked before. No bullshit or I hit the button again. X : Okay, I may have taken a hit or two before but never more than that. F: Good boy. Hit it again. Xander reluctantly hits the pipe again. After his cloud escapes his mouth, he is bidden to hit it again. This time he needs to do a bigger cloud. He follows that hit with a cloud that put his previous attempt to shame. It was a glorious large white cloud. F: Very good boy. Now stand up and put your hands behind your back. Xander stood up and did as his dad commanded. His dad disappeared behind him. The next sound in the room was a pair of handcuffs being fastened on the boy. Frank put his hands on the boy’s waistband and pushed the boxers down. Instinctively, the boy went to cover his junk but the handcuffs kept him bound. Frank went down to the floor and removed the underwear from the boy’s feet. As he was eye level with the boy’s perky ass, he took the opportunity to lick the side of the boy’s bum. This sent chills down the boy’s spine. His dick sprang to life. Frank gave the boy a little love nibble on this left cheek that made the boy jump up. Frank got to his feet and seized the pipe. He refilled and melted another puddle. He hit the bowl and put his lips to his son’s lips. Xander had his lips held shut. Frank reached around and grabbed him by his hair. That made him open his mouth and Frank blew his first shotgun into the boy’s mouth. Frank repeated the shotguns until the bowl was empty again. He put down the pipe and started tweaking the boys nipples. With all the drugs in the boy’s system, his nipples were super sensitive now. with every flick and twist, his dick got harder and harder. He filled out to his full length of 7 inches. Frank pushed the boy to the bed. Xander had his back to the bed protecting his ass from more bites. This left his dick defenseless. Frank refilled the pipe and took his next hit. With this hit, he went down to his knees and engulfed the boy’s hard dick. He blew his cloud out as he started to suck him off. Xanders hormones were going a million miles a minute. His dick starting to leak precum. Frank loved the sweet sweet taste of the boy’s leaking dick. Xander was moaning. He had never had a blowjob before and definitely never while a blowjob while high. In that moment, it didn’t matter who was sucking him off, all that mattered was that it keep going. Frank pulled off and gave the boy another shotgun. This time he kept his lips to the boy’s lips and started making out with him. Xander could taste his own precum on his dad’s lips. He loved the taste too. And just when Xander thought he had arrived in heaven, his dad broke away. Frank stood back up and put his hands on his son’s shoulders. He lead him down to his knees. The boy’s head was at crotch level. Xander was starting to get lost in the Tina cloud that was his mind at present. He kept looking up at his dad and saying “more daddy” with his eyes. Xander’s eyes finally fell to the monster dick that was throbbing in front of him. His dad was showing off his full 8.5 inches. The boy just stared at the dick. ZZZZZZZZZZap F: Well, it ain’t gonna suck itself. Get on there boy. Open up. X : But I’m no… ZZZZZZap. F: I didn’t ask if you were queer. The Tina doesn’t care. I don’t care. My dick doesn’t care. I said open up! The boy didn’t need another zap, he opened up and opened up wide. He got a good start with getting about a third of it inside his mouth. It was painfully obvious that the boy had never sucked a dick before. Frank pulled his dick out of the boy’s mouth. ZZZZap. F: No teeth. Put your lips over your teeth. Frank rammed his dick back into the boy’s mouth. He was unprepared and gagged a bit. But that was Franks plan. He forced that thick saliva from the throat to come up to the mouth. He pushed back into the mouth slower and it glided. The thick saliva coated the dick and he was able to slip almost the entire length into the throat. F: if you bite down on me in your mouth, I will shock you unconscious and wake you up by smashing your balls with my heal. Got it?! Tears started to fall from Xander’s eyes. He just nodded as best he could with the monster dick in his mouth. Frank fucked his son’s mouth for a while. He knew the boy’s jaw must be getting tired so he gave him a break. He helped the boy to his feet. He uncuffed his hands and placed them in front of the boy before cuffing them again. Frank held up the remote again and watched as his son recoiled. F: Good boy. I think it’s time to put you in the sling. Before Xander even had a moment to think about what his dad just said, Frank picked the boy up and laid him down in the sling. He reached down and uncuffed the boy. Frank intentionally turned his back to the boy to take his time grabbing a new pipe. In plain view, he put the remote down on the dresser so that Xander could see. He was testing the boy, making sure that he would not try to jump off the sling and make a run for it. When he was satisfied at the amount of time he gave the boy, he turned around to find him in the exact same spot he was left in. F: Control. Fuck yeah. Frank strapped in the boys legs. He strapped in the boy’s left arm and then his right arm. F: Welcome to my sling, son.

Chapter 1 - Birthday Surprise Xander was a spoiled brat that always got what he wanted when he wanted it. His mother spoiled him rotten since that day he was born. It was that way all the time. He was dreadfully unprepared for the real world. Unfortunately for him, his mother passed away last week and he was forced to move in with his dad. Frank was a no-nonsense kind of guy. He did not put up with the boy’s tantrums and set hard boundaries for the boy. It was like living in hell for Xander. He never got what he wanted anymore and he had to follow insane rules set by his dad. A dad he had never really known. Xander kept thinking to himself – I just have to wait until I turn 18 and then I can leave this horrible place behind me and be on my own. Frank also was counting down the days until the boy turned 18 but for more nefarious reasons. Frank was bisexual and lusted over the teen since the day he burst back into his life, since his mom’s death. Frank would say he was an equal opportunist. Anyone that knows him sexually would say he just like fucking anything with a tight hole. And he was lusting over his son, waiting for the day he could claim his virgin hole. He never even thought to ask the boy if he was straight or gay. It did not matter to the man. Either way, he was his for the claiming. The morning of Xander’s 18th birthday, Xander woke up to find a collar around his neck. He put his hands to it trying to find a way to take it off. That’s when he felt the zap. ZZZZap. Xander was shocked – literally and figuratively. That’s when he looked up at the door to his room and found his dad standing in the doorway. He was holding a small remote. F: I see you have found my little gift I left for you to find. X : WTF dad. Frank held the remove up and pointed it at the boy. ZZZZAP. Another jolt ran through the boy. F: You will speak when I tell you that you can speak. X : Dad, what… ZZZZZAP. Again the boy felt the sting coming from around his neck. He felt it through his entire body. F: Speak when I say you can speak. You get that you little shit? Nodd if you understand me. Xander nodded up and down. He dared not speak again. F: I want you to strip. Now. X : What? ZZZAAPP. F: I thought you were a smart one. I guess you need this dumbed down a little bit. Okay then, here goes. I’m the man in charge today. The law says you are a man today but you are still a boy to me. But that’s okay. I love breaking in new boys. I put my favorite collar on you. I know how you think you deserve the very best. **evil grin** Frank held up the remote and the boy flinched as if waiting for the pain to arrive. Xander opened his eyes and gave his dad a look that let Frank know he had full control of the situation. F: Good, you are learning. You’re gonna learn a lot of things today. Happy birthday son. Now to show me how much you listen, I want you to strip for me. Xander looked at his dad confused and was too slow to move. ZZZZAAAAP. The boy took a second to recover from the intensified sting of the collar. F: I said strip. Xander pulled his shirt straight over his head and threw his shirt on the bed. His hands went to the waistband of his pajama bottoms and he slowly lowered them. He kicked the pj bottoms to the side. He was already without socks. All that was left was a pair of baby blue boxer shorts. Xander hesitated as to whether he needed to continue to was his current state of undress sufficient. It had to be right? As if hearing the conversation out loud, Frank answered his unspoken question. F: Well, I guess that’s okay for now. I mean, I did mean strip naked but I did not specifically say that. You’re okay on a technicality. It’s not like you know my thought process yet. Keep those boxers on for now. The man stayed in his spot in the doorway. He looked at his prize up and down. He loved staring at the almost naked boy. He looked down at the perfect dime sized nipples. He wondered to himself how sensitive were they going to be in about an half hour from then. He lowered his gaze down at the small bump in the boxers where the boy’s dick was shielded at present time. Frank licked his lips thinking about the sweet nector that the boy was going to leak out of his dick. F: Now, follow me to my room. I’ve already set out some supplies for your birthday parTy. I will lead and you better follow me. If at any time I see or think you are trying to attack your collar, I will turn it up to full blast and you do not want that. You look like you are at your pain limit already and it’s barely at 25%. Just remember, do as I say and you’ll be fine. Cross or ignore my commands, you’ll be shocked. Got it? I wanna hear you say it. Got it? X : Yes dad. I understand. F: Good. Now follow me. Frank turned around and made his way to his room down the hall. The boy was sure to follow him closely. Xander was afraid of being shocked again. Nothing in his life had prepared him for this situation. All he knew was that his dad was in charge and he couldn’t say no. He had absolutely no clue as to what was in store for him.

Chapter 3 – The Sling Frank looked down on the teen prize before his eyes. He knelt down and licked the tip of the boy’s throbbing dick. He licked the boy’s smooth balls. He licked lower, under the balls. Frank ventured south until his tongue came in contact with the boy’s hole. He started to eat the boy hole out. The violation of his hole sent chills up the body of Xander. He had never known a feeling like this before. Frank was busy getting the boy’s hole nice and wet. He was tongue fucking the hole in no time at all. Frank pushed in his finger and was met with some resistance. F: Fuck your tight. You really are a virgin, aren’t you my son. I’m going to have fun filling you up with your little brothers and sisters swimmers from my balls to your tight hole. You’re not leaving this room until your good and knocked up. Frank went back to eating the boy hole out. He ate the boy out for what seemed like hours. When he was finally done, the hole was all dripping saliva. Frank went back to the night stand and pulled out some more supplies. He pulled out 2 needleless syringes. One was prepped with Tina silicone lube and the second a huge shard diluded in some lube. Frank pushed the first syringe into the boy and released the lube deep inside the boy. The second syringe was pushed inside the boy and was released at the same deep point. Xander started making a noise that vocalized his discomfort from the slight burn. He dared not speak any words at this point. F: Oh does that burn a little son? Well, I have some medicine that will make you feel all better. Frank reaches inside his baggie of Tina and pulls out a big shard. He places it at the entrance to the hole and pushes it in with his two fingers. The burn intensifies and Xander makes more noise. F: See isn’t that better? Doesn’t that make you feel so much better? Xander is obviously feeling discomfort but dares not go against his dad. He nods up and down to the question. His eyes watering back up. Frank grabs another shard and pushes it in the boy. F: I appreciate the gesture but this one is because you lied to me just now. I want you flying you big dumb bitch. I want that hole hungry and begging for my seed. The burning feeling is starting to subside and Xander is feeling like a cat in heat. His hole is literally twitching for attention. Frank still had his fingers inside the boy hole. he loves the feeling of a boy hole squeezing his fingers, almost as much as he loves the squeeze on his dick. He pulls out his fingers and replaces them with his dickhead. Frank pushes the head inside the tight hole. The feeling is amazing on his dick. Xander unclenches and the hole relaxes a little bit. Frank grabs the boy by the hips and slams his full 8.5 dick inside the boy in one push. Xander screams but this only intensifies the wonderful feeling that his dad is experiencing. F: Scream all you want son. This is happening whether you’re ready for it or not. So take my dick and love it. I wanna hear how loud you can be while I fuck you. Frank grabs the sling restraints and uses them as leverage. He starts jackhammering the poor boy. Xander has stopped screaming and its more of a crying now. Tears continue to fall from his eyes. X : Dad, please stop. It hurts. Frank is visibly disappointed. He pulls out and goes back to the little supply station he has set up next to the bed. He pulls out a cock ring and walks over to the boy. He puts the boy’s balls and dick through the cock ring and pushes it in place. F: Oh this isn’t just for looks. It’s of my own design. Just like your collar. So repeat what you just said to me. X : I don’t want to repeat it. F: Don’t make me have to make this a full on lesson. Repeat what you said. Xander looks at his dad in the eyes and low level cries out. X : Dad, please stop. It hurts. Frank holds up another remote and ZZZZap - sends a shock right to the boy’s balls. This makes the boy scream again. This time a hole octave higher. F: Remember, I can always make this hurt more than it needs to. I’m the man in charge you worthless piece of shit. The only reason you exist is to please me, take my cum and anything else I tell you to do. Is that fucking penetrating your sorry excuse of a head? Zzzzzzap to the balls. Again a scream echos in the room. F: I asked you a fucking question. Xander’s face is red and puffy from all his crying. He looks at his dad right in the eyes. X : I understand now, Dad. I’m your sex toy. I’m a hole only for your pleasure. Fuck me daddy. Please, I need your cum in my ass. F: Nice enthusiasm boy. Frank slams back into the boy’s hole. He returns to his jackhammer rhythm. The only sounds escaping the new bottom are muffled cries. After about 10 minutes of pounding, the boy’s cries finally start becoming moans. Frank is turned on by the fact that the boy has finally submitted and accepted the situation. He pulls out and kneels down. He spits on the asshole and shoves his dick back in. he pulls out and slams back in repeatedly. F: Yeah, now this hole is loose enough for my load. Frank slams into the whore in the sling. He pushes as far in as he can get and releases his swimmers inside his son. F: yeah, take it you fucking whore. Ahhhhhhhhhhh Frank somewhat collapses on the boy still in the sling. He takes a moment to catch his breath. He looks down at his son. Xander is covered in his own cum. Frank had totally missed it but his son shot his load at the same time as his dad. ZZZZZap to the collar. Xander moans loudly. F: I didn’t give you permission to cum yet. You have to earn that nut. I’ll let you off easy this time. Since you’re so new. Frank bends down and kisses his son on the lips. F: you’re such a hot fuck. I loved the crying. Remember that. It made my dick hard. Frank untied the boy from the sling and picked him off. He placed the boy down on the bed. He removed the cock ring and placed it with his other supplies. F: okay, go take a shower and clean yourself up. I want you back in here in 20 minutes ready to go for more. Don’t try to take the collar. I have the only key. It’s designed to go full charge if it is being tampered with. If you try to run for it, make sure you grab all your shit because you will never set a foot back inside this house again. You got that. Plus, I know you liked that shit. The tina helps with the horniness and taking dick, but you actually shot your load from my fucking you. Admit it, you love this shit. Anyway, it’s your decision. I would be back here in 20 minutes if I were in your position. Xander walked away to his room. He thought about trying to escape the nightmare. The reality of leaving sank in. He had absolutely nowhere to go to. He had no money or car or anything. At least here, he would be taken care of. It’s not like his dad is trying to kill him or anything. And the drugs are amazing. The sex was even feeling great towards the end. And he did shoot his largest load ever just a few minutes ago. Maybe there was something to staying. After all, it was his dad and his dad would never really hurt hurt him. He was just teaching him lessons afterall. If he behaved and did as he is told, then there should be no zaps. Xander rationalized his reasons for staying and jumped in the shower. He washed all the sweat and cum off of his teen body. He dried himself off and walked back to his dad’s room.

Part 5 I had been incredibly happy with Ryan from the moment I met him, but now that we had both been pozzed and had opened up our relationship, we were even happier. We were enjoying threesomes, foursomes with other couples and playing separately as well as together whenever we got a chance. We had both also become more versatile, whereas before I had been more of a top and Ryan more of a bottom. We had no idea which of us had pozzed the other and somehow this just turned us on even more. Ryan had always been a horny little fucker, and that had always been one of the things I loved about him - but since he became HIV positive, he seemed to be reaching new levels of horniness. He loved it when I came home with a load up my arse and always wanted to hear all the details of who had fucked me, usually ending in him pushing up my arse and dumping a load to add to the one I already had up there. He also loved sucking my cock after I had topped someone and always wanted to hear the details of whose arse my cock had been up as he sucked me, and then he would back onto my cock and tell me to fuck him the way I had fucked the other guy. I was also regularly taking it up the arse blindfold on our bed. Ryan had seen how much it turned me on and had made it even hornier by organising guys to come and fuck me while he was at work. The first time I was a bit nervous as I knelt up on the bed, blindfold in place and the front door left ajar. I heard what sounded like three or four guys coming up the stairs and then the sounds that had come to turn me on so much - the sound of belt buckles being undone and trousers and pants being pulled down. A short time later I had a cock in my mouth and I was sucking on it and at the same time I could feel someone pulling my arse cheeks apart and fingering my already lubed hole. I had a different cock in my mouth now and I heard one of the guys behind me saying “Do you want to go first?” Almost immediately I felt the head of a cock pushing against my arsehole. He went up me slowly and then began to fuck me. It felt so good, taking cock up my arse with no idea who was fucking me. The first guy fucked me for a while longer and then he pulled out, saying he was getting close and didn’t want to cum yet. “Your turn,” he said, pulling my cheeks apart and then I felt another cock pushing against my arse. I guessed this second guy was younger and probably less experienced as he fumbled a bit before his cock slid up my arse. He began to fuck me, hesitantly at first and then he seemed to get into his stride and began to fuck me harder. One of the other guys slapped him on the arse and said “I bet your girlfriend doesn’t let you up there!” “No,” panted the younger lad, “She doesn’t!” He kept fucking me and a short time later he groaned and said “Oh fuck, I’m cumming! I’m cumming!” and he slumped over me as I took my first load of the afternoon. Another cock went up me as soon as he pulled out and once again I had a cock in my mouth and one up my arse. They took turns on my mouth and my arse for a while longer and soon I had four loads up me. I heard one of the guys pissing noisily in the toilet as another cock was pushed into my arse. A few seconds later I felt someone bending over next to me and I realised that one of the other guys was about to get fucked. The other guy returned from the toilet and pushed his cock into my mouth. I was fairly sure this was the young guy and I could taste the piss on his cock as I sucked him. It wasn’t long before he gave me another load of cum, this time in my mouth. The two guys fucking next to me were fucking hard now and a few minutes later the guy next to me was getting pumped full of cum. It was all very horny, and what made it even hotter was the feeling that there was definitely something familiar about one of the guys who had fucked me. I was sure it was someone I knew, but I couldn’t work out who it was. I was also having sex with Aaron at work now and then. Sometimes he would fuck me but more often he seemed to want me to fuck him, especially if I had rimmed his arse, which he absolutely loved. One day we were all in the office for a company-wide meeting and in the afternoon each team had to do a presentation to the rest of the organisation. We don’t all normally work from the office at the same time so the place was pretty busy. Just after lunch I was in the toilet taking a piss at the urinals when Aaron came in and stood next to me. He told me he was really horny and asked if I could give his arse a quick lick. A few seconds later we were in a cubicle and Aaron had pulled his pants and trousers down and bent over the toilet. I pulled his cheeks apart and pushed my tongue into his hole as he gave a contented little moan. I was very horny now, so I licked him for a bit longer and then I stood up and pushed the head of my cock against his arsehole. ”No,” he said “We can’t, not here!” ”We can,” I whispered, “We just need to be quiet.” He didn’t resist, and bent forward as the head of my cock pushed int his arse. I knew we would have to be quick, so I pushed right up him, gave him a moment to get used to my cock, and then fucked him hard and fast, shooting what felt like a massive load of cum right up his arse after just ten or twelve thrusts. When we had pulled our pants up and left the toilet it was already time for the first team presentation, which as it happened was Aaron’s team. I watched him presenting with his team, and at one point he turned round to point out something in the presentation and I couldn’t resist looking at the fit arse in his smart grey trousers. I wondered what his colleagues (and his girlfriend) would think if they knew he had just been fucked bareback and bred in the toilet. Our new neighbours, Alex and Jake, were settling in well and both seemed like decent, friendly guys. Alex was the more outgoing of the two and Jake was quieter and more thoughtful. Alex had joined the same gym as Ryan used and Ryan had seen him working out there a few times. One night he drove Alex home and when he came in, Ryan told me he had been in the showers at the same time as Alex and told me Alex had quite a thick cock and a really fit arse. I already knew Alex had a fit arse as I had seen him bending over to pick up a parcel from the doorstep one Saturday morning. His hair was tousled and he had obviously just got up and pulled on a pair of jogging bottoms. When he bent down to pick up the parcel, they slipped down a bit. He wasn’t wearing any underwear and I had a great view of his naked arse. It turned out that Jake worked in the same field as I did - ICT - and was studying for a professional qualification. One Friday night we had them round for drinks and Jake asked me rather shyly if I would mind looking over his current project. I told him I would be happy to and we arranged that he would come over the following afternoon when Alex was at the gym and Ryan was at work. Jake’s work was very good and we discussed some ideas as to how he could take the project forward and then we sat in the garden and had a few beers. Jake was good company and soon we were talking about our relationships. I asked him if he had really never been with any other guy apart from Alex and he shook his head. I asked him if he never wanted to experience sex with someone else and he said he was very happy with Alex. ”We have a great time together,” he said and after a pause he added “There’s just one thing,” he began and then stopped. “Yes?” I asked “Well,” he said, lowering his voice confidentially “I probably shouldn’t be telling you this, but Alex is a total bottom.” I raised my eyebrows and Jake added quickly “It’s totally fine - I wouldn’t have him any other way, but it means that…” His voice tailed off and then he said “It means that I’ve never been, well, penetrated.” “Oh,” I said “Would you like to be penetrated?” Jake seemed to consider for a moment before saying “I guess so, but I would never cheat on Alex.” “Fair enough,” I said ”But it would be nice to see another guy’s cock once in a while.” said Jake with a sigh. ”Well,” I said “It’s not really cheating if you don’t touch.” Jake looked thoughtful and was about to say something when his mobile rang. It was Alex to tell him he was back from the gym. ”I’d better go,” said Jake, getting up from his chair. I was horny now. I had noticed what looked like a fairly sizeable erection at the front of Jake’s trousers when he got up - and I decided to go on one of the Apps. I now had a couple of different profiles and was making full use of them. I was having sex with all sorts of guys - younger, older, hairy, smooth, big cocks, average cocks - and only using condoms if the other guy insisted. That happened surprisingly rarely, considering most of this happened before Prep became readily available. Sometimes I would be naked in bed with a guy, kissing, sucking and rimming before enjoying a good long, hard fuck - and other times it would just be a quick one, with a guy sucking my cock and then pulling his pants down and bending over to take a quick load, often before his boyfriend (or, surprisingly often, his girlfriend) got home. Quite often it was me taking a quick load from a total stranger and then going home to show Ryan what I had up my arse. Ryan and I had both discovered how much it turned guys on when they thought we had never cheated on each other and thought they were the first to persuade us to be unfaithful. It turned them in even more if they thought we had never barebacked with anyone outside of our relationship. For the past three months I had been seconded to a special project group at work and it was a joint project with another company. Once a week I had to travel about sixty miles to another site with one of the guys from the other company and we took it in turns to drive each other. Joseph lived with his girlfriend and two children but he told me fairly early on that he was bisexual. He had also made it fairly clear that he would like to get into my pants but I had told him I would never cheat on Ryan. Joseph was one of the best looking guys I had ever worked with and I liked him a lot. I could also see from the bulge in his smart work trousers that he appeared to have quite a big cock and I had every intention of taking it up my arse, but for now I let him think that I had never cheated on Ryan and I also told him I had never gone bareback with anyone other than Ryan and I could see that this turned Joseph on even more. The project we were working on was very successful and came in on budget and ahead of time and all of us on the project team were paid a substantial bonus. Ryan and I decided to spend it on something we had always fancied- a hot tub for the garden. We had found a perfect spot for it to go - where it could not be seen by any of the neighbouring properties and was only overlooked by our own bedroom. On the Friday evening, the project team were all going out for drinks after work and I had told Joseph that Ryan was working and suggested he might want to come back with me. Joseph was well up for it and after we had all had a good few drinks, Joseph and I were in an Uber heading back to my house. Joseph was all over me as soon as we were in the door, kissing me and feeling up my arse. I was really horny too and I soon had his trousers and pants down and his cock in my mouth. It was even bigger and thicker than I thought it might be and I enjoyed every minute of sucking it. We were still in the hall and I stopped sucking him and led him upstairs. ”Have you got a spare room?” Joseph asked and I shook my head. I told him that if I was going to cheat, I wanted to do it properly and let him fuck me in the bed I shared with Ryan. I could see that this turned him on even more and a short time later we were both naked and sucking each other on the bed. I moved underneath him so that he could push his hairy arse into my face as he sucked my cock. After I had licked his hole for a bit longer, he got up and said he needed to fuck me. He reached into his pocket and produced a condom - he had obviously taken me seriously when I said I would never bareback wit anyone other than Ryan - and I lubed myself up as I watched him roll on the condom and then I knelt up on the bed. Joseph moved behind me and I felt the head of his condom clad cock pushing against my arsehole. ”Wait!” I said, as the head of his cock pushed into my arse. He pulled his cock out of my arse. “I want you to fuck me bareback!” ”Are you sure?” he said “Yes!” I said as I reached round and pulled the condom off his cock. ’Oh fuck!” he said He was back up my arse in seconds and his big cock really filled me up as he began to fuck me. It was one of the best fucks I had ever had as Joseph began to fuck me harder. After a while , he pulled out and I moved on to my back and raised my legs. He went back up me and began to fuck me really hard. ”I can’t believe you’re letting me do this!” he moaned, “Are you going to let me cum in you?” I nodded and he moaned again “Oh fuck, I’m getting close!” I reached round and pulled his arse tight against me and a few seconds later he began to pump what felt like a massive load of cum right up me and then collapsed on top of me. We lay there for a while, both of us out of breath and then we pulled apart. I knew that Joseph had enjoyed the fuck every bit as much as I had and, as he left, he told me it was the best fuck he had ever had. Ryan was tired when he got home after his long shift and, after I had made him something to eat, he asked if I would mind if he just went to bed and didn’t bother showering. I said no problem - I was tired too and probably still a bit drunk too. A little later we had climbed into bed together and Ryan was lying in my arms. My cock was still hard from my encounter with Joseph earlier and Ryan put his hand on it and began to wank me - clearly he was horny too. After he had wanked me for a while he pulled me towards him and kissed me hard. ”I need you to fuck me, babe, he whispered, “But I’m really sweaty,” I told him I didn’t care and my finger found his arsehole as we kissed again. His hole felt as if it was already lubed. ”I’ve got a load up me, babe” he whispered “I was a bit naughty at work” ”You don’t mind, do you?” he added ”Of course not” I said “I’ve got one up me too!” Ryan laughed and pulled me on top of him. I fucked him on his back, his legs over my shoulders and shot a big load of cum up his arse. As I finished cumming in Ryan, I could feel Joseph’s cum starting to slide out my arse and down the back of my balls and I just let it happen. Ryan’s hole was leaking cum too, but neither of us cared about the mess as we curled up together and drifted off to sleep. The next morning Ryan was working again and soon he was in the shower. Unlike me, Ryan has the ability to go from fast asleep to wide awake immediately - it’s like someone flicked a switch. When he had gone I got up, after a coffee and a shower, I began to tidy up. The bed was a mess, with cum all over the sheet and as I stripped the bed I thought I must remember to ask Ryan who had fucked him at work. I tidied up the room- Ryan has a lot of excellent qualities, but tidiness isn’t one of them- his side of the room is always a riot, with shirts, T-shirts, socks and dirty pants everywhere. I tidied up and tossed everything in the washing machine and then had some lunch. In the afternoon, Jake came round and we did some work on his project and then, as before, we sat in the garden and had a few beers. It was a very hot day and we were both wearing just shorts and a T-shirt. As we started our second beer, Jake asked me if I really thought it wasn’t cheating if you just looked at another guy’s cock and didn’t touch. I nodded and he looked thoughtful. He said he’d been thinking about it a lot and thinking about what it would be like to have sex with another guy. He said maybe he could just wank off with another guy and that wouldn’t be cheating. “Would you like to do that? I asked Jake wasn’t looking at me as he nodded and said softly “I’d like to do it with you.” A few minutes later we had both removed our trousers and pants and Jake was sitting with his legs spread, playing with a really big cock. I thought to myself it’s no wonder Alex always looks so happy if he’s getting that up his arse regularly! ”Just a wank?” said Jake I nodded, “Just a wank.” Jake began to wank himself as he watched me playing with my cock. ”You can tell me what you’d like to do if you ever did have sex with another guy,” I said. Jake grinned shyly and said “Well, I’d suck his cock first,” I nodded as Jake said “And then I’d lick his balls, his big hairy balls!” He was really getting into it now, and his voice became much more confident as he said “And I’d want to see his arse! I’d love to see another guy’s arsehole!” I stood up, turned around and bent over. ”Oh fuck!” moaned Jake, as I pulled my cheeks apart and exposed my arsehole. He was wanking hard now and I said “Would you let him see yours?” Jake stood up and bent over. His arse was really fit and, as I hoped he would, he pulled his cheeks apart. His hole was quite hairy, though his arse was otherwise quite smooth. ”Would you let him fuck you? I asked ”I don’t know” moaned Jake “No” he moaned and then almost shouted “Yes, yes I would! I’d let him fuck me!” ”Bareback or would you make him wear a condom?” A condom,” moaned Jake, wanking even harder, “I’d make him wear a condom!” ”Are you sure?” ”Yes!” Jake was almost sobbing as he said “No! No, I wouldn’t make him wear a condom! I’d take him bareback! No protection!” Jake turned towards me, wanking his cock “Oh fuck! Oh fuck!” he moaned as he began to shoot a massive load of cum all over my chest, and down onto my cock as I shot my own load all over myself. Neither of us knew quite what to say as we pulled our pants and shorts back after we had both cleaned ourselves up with my T-shirt. “That was awesome,” said Jake. After he had gone I had a quick shower and when I finished I had a hard on that just would not go down. I laid back on the bed and began to wank - thinking of Jake, and especially of his hairy arsehole - the hole that had never been penetrated - had never been properly fucked and bred. I was hoping I would be the one to change that.

Not sure if it's really a ring or a sphinctre or a valve, but there's definitely some kind of constriction, combined with a distinct bend. All I can say is, there is something about getting fucked that deep. Don't know if it has anything to do with that famous 'ring' or if it's just about the depth of penetration, but all the anal orgasms I've had over the years happened in one of those 'past-the-second-ring' situations. But I strongly feel that it's just as much about technique as about mere size. An experienced Top will find a way around that obstacle, making getting fucked like this extremely pleasurable. With a less skilled Top though (not to mention the uncaring or downright sadistic ones), who just keeps hammering against the barrier, it can be quite painful. The most memorable '2nd-ring experience' I had was with a hot (and obviously quite hung) muscle daddy in his early sixties I met about ten years ago at a gay bathhouse. He used Viagra to keep him hard and told me that after taking that pill he just couldn't cum from the fucking alone, which meant that he could pretty much go on as long as he wished. He literally fucked me nonstop for more than an hour, going in and out of my sigma again and again, popping through that 2nd ring on every in-stroke. Having made me shoot my load four or five times (ah, to be a teenager again...), my balls totally empty, my boydick soft and shriveled-up, he finally gave me a mind-blowing dry-cumming anal orgasm that just seemed to keep going. When the muscle daddy had finally cum, jerking himself off inside my rectum, then pushing his oversized daddydick one last time up into my sigma, I was so weak-kneed he had to actually walk me back to the locker room...

He walked away and went to his bedroom and actually closed his door. I was there on all fours with my cock hard and leaking and my ass in the air. I felt a little dejected like he didn't want me anymore. I just stayed there for a few minutes and then finally got up. There was precum on the couch and I licked it up. I then walked over to my bedroom. I looked at my ass in the mirror. My ass was red with his handprints. I touched it and it was sensitive and sore. It kind of looked hot having his ass print all red on my ass. Like he was marking me. I kept touching my ass. I then went and lay down on my bed. I was still horny and my cock was kind of hard. I started to jack off. My cock got harder and I tried to cum I was so horny. The stroking after a while wasn't getting me anywhere so I stuck my finger in my ass. That did it. It felt so good. Then I stuck a second finger in me and started to play with my hole. I would pull out my fingers and lick them. I did love how we tasted together. My pussy juice and his jism.... wait what did my brain say? I mean ass. I kept banging myself with my finger when I erupted and shot another load. It was small but intense again. I licked it up and now was satisfied. I finally fell asleep.

I've fucked and passed the second hole and I've been fucked and fisted pass my second hole and me or the guy I have fucked ever lost their hard on!

44 in my ass, 6 in my mouth

Part 14: The Scorpion's Lesson and an Invitation from Two The message sits on your phone for three days before you finally send it. Three simple words that feel like a confession of failure: "It didn't take." You've been staring at the single line on your latest HIV home test for an hour, the stark, solitary mark mocking you from the bathroom counter. It is Sunday evening. The sound of your husband's car pulling away has faded, leaving the apartment in a sudden, echoing silence. He's gone for the week, back to his work life 400 kilometers away, and you are alone. This is the first ritual of your week of freedom: the test. Your heart pounds with a mixture of hope and dread, a lonely, desperate prayer in the quiet of your empty home. But the result is the same as always. Negative. Still negative. Still on the outside looking in. Ten weeks. Ten weeks since that perfect night in the hotel with Mark, since you felt the searing heat of his toxic load claim you. You waited for the flu, the fever, the sign. It never came. That negative result at the clinic stripped you bare. It sent you spiraling. You abandoned the hope of a perfect, emotional conversion and embraced a brutal, transactional reality. In a frenzy, you first took the student's questionable load followed by the doctor's poison in a filthy bathroom, anything to feel the change. It's been four weeks since that day. And still... nothing. This single line on the test strip is a verdict not just on Mark's gift, but on the doctor's, on every desperate, filthy act you've committed. You are a fortress. An impenetrable, negative fortress, and the irony is so bitter it tastes like ash in your mouth. Your thumb hovers over the send button. This isn't just a message to Mark; it's a plea. It's a confession. It's a prayer. You press send. His response comes within minutes. Just two words: "Call me." Your fingers tremble as you dial. The phone rings once, twice, and then his voice fills your ear, warm and familiar, like slipping into a favorite sweater on a cold night. "Hey, you," Mark says, and you can hear the smile in his voice. "I was wondering when I'd hear from you." "Hey," you manage, your throat tight. "I... I got tested again. It's still negative." There's a pause, and you brace yourself for disappointment, for pity, for the awkward platitudes that people offer when they don't know what else to say. But instead, you hear a soft, genuine laugh. "I'm not disappointed," he says, and his voice drops to a more intimate register. "Honestly? It just means I get another excuse to be with you, have fun with you, have another blast at my babies to take hold of you." The words hit you like a warm wave, washing away the disappointment and replacing it with something else entirely. Hope. Anticipation. The familiar stirring in your groin that always accompanies thoughts of Mark. "I was hoping you'd say that," you admit, your voice steadying. "Good. Because I have plans." He pauses, and you can almost see him leaning back in his chair, that easy confidence radiating through the phone. "I'm coming to Frankfurt in two weeks. Conference. Three days, two nights. But I won't be alone." Your heart skips. "What do you mean?" "There's someone I want you to meet," Mark says. "His name is Stefan. He's... important to me. And I think he could be important to you too. I want all three of us to meet at my hotel." The implication hangs in the air, heavy and intoxicating. Three of you. Together. The thought sends a jolt of electricity straight to your cock. "Who is he?" you ask, trying to keep your voice steady. Mark is quiet for a moment, and when he speaks again, his voice has softened, becoming reflective, almost vulnerable. "You remember our first night?" he asks. "When I couldn't do it? When I pulled out that condom because I was so terrified of the monster inside me?" You remember. God, you remember. The hollow, frustrating safety of it. The way your cock softened when you saw the black XXL Magnum gleaming in the hotel light. The way he entered you, and it felt like nothing, like fucking through a wall. And afterwards, the desperate, depraved act of stealing his filled condom from the wastebin, smuggling it home inside you like a thief carrying stolen treasure. "I remember," you say quietly. "After you left that night," Mark continues, "I was a wreck. I felt like a coward. I hated myself. I'd had the most beautiful, willing man in my bed, a man who wanted exactly what I had to give, and I couldn't do it. I was too scared of what it would mean, of what it would make me." You can hear the pain in his voice, the echo of that old fear, and your heart aches for him. "So I went to a poz support group," he says. "Just to listen. Just to be around other guys who understood what it felt like to carry this thing inside you. I sat in the back, didn't say a word. Just listened to their stories. And that's where I saw him. Stefan." "Stefan?" "My colleague," Mark says, and there's a note of wonder in his voice, like he still can't quite believe it. "We'd worked together for years. Had coffee dozens of times. Talked about projects and deadlines and all the mundane bullshit of office life. I had no idea he was gay, let alone poz. Neither of us knew about the other. And there he was, standing up in front of the group, sharing his story like it was nothing. Like it was just a fact of his life, not a tragedy." You're riveted, hanging on every word. The image of Mark, vulnerable and lost, sitting in a folding chair in some community center, watching his colleague reveal a secret neither of them knew they shared—it's almost too intimate to bear. "After the meeting, he came up to me," Mark continues. "He could see I was struggling. He didn't offer advice or platitudes. He just said, 'Let me buy you a beer.'" Mark's voice becomes more animated as he describes the pub. It was a small, dimly lit place near the community center, the kind of bar where the wood is worn smooth by decades of elbows and the bartender knows everyone's name. They found a corner booth, ordered two pints, and Stefan just... waited. "He didn't push," Mark says. "He just sat there, drinking his beer, looking at me with these calm, steady eyes. And eventually, I started talking. I told him everything. About you, about my fear, about how I felt like a prisoner in my own body. About how I'd had the chance to give someone exactly what they wanted, and I'd been too scared to do it." You can picture it perfectly: Mark, his powerful frame hunched over a pint glass, spilling his guts to a man he thought he knew but was only just meeting for the first time. Mark's voice drops, becoming softer, more intimate, as if he's sharing a profound secret. "That's when it happened. That's when I really saw him. For the first time. All those years we'd worked together, I'd never... seen him. He was just Stefan. A colleague. Tall, blond, our age. But in that moment, sitting across from me in that dim booth, he was completely transformed. I saw the man, not the colleague. I saw the way the dim bar lights caught in his hair, making it shine like a halo of spun gold. I saw his eyes—not just blue, but a piercing, intelligent blue that seemed to see straight through all my bullshit and into the scared man underneath. And that three-day beard... it wasn't unkempt. It was a shadow of masculine perfection, accentuating a strong jaw and lips that looked like they were built for both whispered secrets and dirty, sinful kisses. I saw a warmth radiating from him, a deep, empathetic calm that had nothing to do with the beer in his hand. It was in his posture, in the way he leaned forward, hanging on my every word. He wasn't just listening; he was feeling my story with me. I realized in that moment that he wasn't just a considerate person; he was an exceptionally rare, beautiful soul. And my god, was he sexy. It wasn't a loud, aggressive sexiness. It was a quiet, confident power. The sexiness of a man who is so completely at ease in his own skin, in his own poz body, that it becomes a magnetic force." You can't help it. The way he's talking, the reverence in his voice... you have to ask. "Mark," you interrupt gently, "it sounds like you fell in love with him." There's a soft chuckle on the other end of the line, not one of mockery, but of understanding. "Yeah," he admits, his voice warm. "I thought so at first, too. It's an easy mistake to make. When someone sees you that clearly, when they offer you that kind of unconditional acceptance... it feels like love. But it's something different. It's deeper in a way. He didn't want to own me, and I didn't want to own him. He just... freed me. He's not my lover. He's my brother. The brother I never knew I needed." Mark takes a breath, and you can hear the awe in it still. "When I was done," he continues, "Stefan just nodded. He didn't offer pity. He didn't tell me I was wrong to be scared. He just said, 'I understand. But you're looking at it all wrong.'" Mark's voice drops, imitating Stefan's quiet intensity. "'It's not a monster, Mark. It's a gift. And you heard it tonight in every story they told. The only relief they ever found was in the giving.'" The words send a shiver down your spine. A gift. The idea was so simple, so radical. In that moment, Mark told, the heavy cloak of shame he'd been wearing since his diagnosis began to feel lighter, replaced by the first stirrings of a strange, potent pride. A monster you hide from is a curse. A gift you can give is a treasure, a source of unimaginable power. "'And then he said, 'Let me show you what I mean.'" Mark's voice drops to a low, conspiratorial whisper as he describes what happened next. "We left the pub and walked through town. It was late, almost midnight. The streets were quiet, just a few people heading home from the bars. Stefan didn't say much, just walked beside me, his hands in his pockets. We cut through a park, and I started to wonder where we were going." He pauses, and you can hear him take a breath. "And then we stopped at this rundown public toilet, hidden between the bushes. I'd walked past it a hundred times and never even noticed it. It was one of those old municipal buildings, the kind they built in the seventies and then forgot about. Crumbling brick, graffiti on the walls, a single flickering light over the door." You can picture it perfectly. You know places like this. You've been to places like this. Your memory of your encounter with the gaunt Peter and BREEDER flashes back – just as the image of you sitting drenched in cum and piss in the urinal trough. The thought of Mark, still new to his diagnosis, standing outside such a place with a colleague he barely knew, makes your cock twitch in your pants. "Stefan pushed open the door and stepped inside," Mark continues. "I followed. The first thing I noticed was the smell. A thick, unmistakable cocktail of stale piss, disinfectant, and male musk. It was pitch black in there, the only light a faint, dirty glow from the clerestory windows near the ceiling. But I could hear them. Breathing. Shuffling. The creak of leather, the rustle of fabric. We weren't alone." Your mouth is dry. Your hand has drifted down to your crotch, pressing against the growing bulge. "Stefan squeezed my arm and whispered, 'Stand back. Watch.' And then he walked forward, into the darkness. I heard him unzip. Heard the stream hit the metal of the urinal trough. And it just... kept going. A powerful, neverending piss, echoing off the tiles. It was like a declaration, like he was marking his territory." "Jesus," you breathe, your hand already pressing down hard on your cock through your jeans. "Mark, I'm rubbing my cock right now." Mark's voice becomes hushed, reverent. "And then... headlights. A car passing on the road outside. The light sliced through the clerestory windows, and for just a few seconds, the whole place lit up in a stark, silent flash." He pauses, letting the image build. "That's when I saw it. Stefan's cock, hard and solid, pointing up towards the trough, still dripping from his piss. It was massive—thick, uncut, with a heavy foreskin that was slowly retracting to reveal a fat, glistening head. And above it, on his hip, just visible above the waistband of his jeans... a scorpion tattoo. Black ink, sharp lines, the tail curving down towards his cock like an arrow pointing the way." "Wow," you breathe, your hand already pressing down hard on your cock through your jeans. "A scorpion... fuck." "And I saw the other men see it too," Mark continues. "There were maybe five or six of them in there, lurking in the shadows. When the light hit Stefan's scorpion, their eyes went wide. They knew what it meant. And in that moment, I understood. He wasn't hiding a monster, a curse to be kept secret. He was holding a treasure, offering a gift. They weren't backing away in fear; they were kneeling in desire. They moved closer, not to threaten, but to receive." "God, they're all just a bunch of desparate hungry pigs, aren't they?" you groan, your voice thick with lust as you palm your hard cock. "Fuck, that's so hot." "One of them, a young guy, maybe mid-twenties, dropped to his knees right there on the filthy tile floor," Mark says, his voice thick with the memory. "He crawled forward until he was right in front of Stefan, looking up at him like he was looking at the scorpion itself, made flesh. Another one, a skinny twink with bleached hair, bent over one of the sinks, his jeans already around his ankles, his pale ass glowing in the dim light." You pant. "They couldn't help themselves. They smelled the poison." "They were drawn to him like moths to a flame," Mark continues. "And Stefan just stood there, calm, letting them come. He didn't say a word. He just... accepted their worship." You're stroking yourself now, slowly, the fabric of your pants creating a maddening friction against your aching cock. "And then Stefan looked over at me, standing in the shadows, watching. And he smiled. Not a cruel smile, not a predatory grin. Just a knowing, gentle smile. Like he was saying, 'See? This is what we are. This is our power. They're not running from the poison. They're running toward it.'" "Then he did something that changed everything," Mark says, his voice dropping even lower, becoming almost a growl. "He looked at the kid on his knees, the one who was now mouthing at Stefan's massive cock, worshiping it with his tongue. Then he looked at the twink bent over the sink, his hole twitching and winking in the dim light, desperate for attention. And then he looked at me." "'Mark,' he commanded, his voice ringing through the filthy room. 'Give us your toxic cum.'" You stop stroking, frozen, the words hitting you like a physical blow. "He didn't... oh my god, he didn't..." "I was so hard it hurt," Mark admits. "I'd been hard since we walked in. I didn't even think about it. I just... did it. I pulled out my cock and started jacking, right there, standing in the shadows. It didn't take long. I was so wound up... I came in less than a minute. A huge load, thick and hot, spurting into Stefan’s waiting palm. I looked at it, this pool of my own toxic seed, and I felt... powerful. For the first time since my diagnosis, I felt a surge of pride, not shame. My cum was a gift, not a curse." "Fuck, Mark," you gasp, your voice desperate. "I'm leaking so much right now. Your gift... I want it. I want it so bad. Please." "Stefan held out his hand, not to me, but to the room. ‘Who wants this?’, he said, his eyes scanning the shadows. The kid bent over the sink—he couldn't have been more than twenty—he moaned, loud and needy. He wiggled his ass, a desperate, wanton invitation. 'Me,' he begged. 'Please, let me have it.' "Fucking beg for it, you little slut," you hiss into the phone, your own need a fire in your gut. Your cock is throbbing now, leaking precum into your pants. "He didn't even hesitate," Mark continues. "He walked over to the twink and used my cum as lube. He shoved two fingers, slick with my toxic seed, deep into the kid's ass. The kid gasped, then sobbed with pleasure, pushing back against Stefan's hand. 'More,' he begged. 'Please, more.'“ "Yessss," you moan, stroking your cock in time with his words. "Fucking stretch him out with your poison." „And Stefan obliged. He worked my cum into that kid's hole, stretching him, opening him up, coating his insides with my poison. Then he pulled his fingers out, slick and gleaming. Before he lined up his cock, he brought those fingers to his own lips and tasted my seed. He looked me dead in the eye as he did it, a silent acknowledgment, a sacrament, and in that moment, watching another man taste my poison without fear, the last of my shame evaporated, replaced by a dark, exhilarating pride. He was tasting my power before he used it to claim another soul." Mark pauses, and his voice becomes thick with intimacy. "And you have to understand... Stefan and I haven’t been intimate, we didn’t even kiss. And now he was using my toxic spunk—the most private, potent part of me—to lube this random kid. My essence was the lubricant for his pleasure." "And then," Mark says, his voice a ragged whisper of memory, "Stefan fucked him. He fucked that kid hard and deep, mixing our loads together inside that willing, hungry hole. When he finally pulled out, the kid's hole was a mess, gaping and red, slick with a pearly mixture of both our cum. It was the most beautiful, most filthy thing I had ever seen." "What a perfect fucking slut," you whisper, a wave of pure, unadulterated arousal washing over you. "Look what you did to him. You and Stefan. You ruined him for anyone else. God, I wish that was me. I wish my hole was gaping and dripping with both your loads right now." "My mind was gone. The philosophy, the gift, the pride—it all melted away, replaced by a single, burning need. It wasn't about the scene or the kid. It was about him. About Stefan. I was so aroused by his power, by the sight of his cock claiming that hole, that I had a desperate, primal need to taste him. To taste his cum. I didn't think. I just moved." "I know that feeling," you pant. "I know it so well." "I crossed the filthy tile floor and dropped to my knees behind the spent, whimpering twink. Stefan watched me, his chest heaving, his massive cock still hard and glistening. He didn't say a word. He just understood. I looked at the kid's hole. Our hole. And I buried my face in it." "But as I got closer, I saw it. Really saw it. It wasn't just gaping. The asslips were puffy and swollen, the inside turned out into a perfect, glistening rosebud. I could see the vulnerable, raw red tissue from deep inside him, coated in a pearly film of our toxic loads.“ "Oh god, Mark," you whine. "Describe it more. Is it messy? Tell me how messy it is." „This kid was no virgin. He was a professional, a true cumslut who had probably taken hundreds of cocks, not caring whose, all in the desperate hope of finally getting knocked-up. He was a pig chasing the same poison we were so eager to give. He wasn't just a hole to be used; he was a brother in the chase, and we had just given him what he'd been searching for." "I started to felch our combined loads from his body. The moment my tongue touched that raw, sensitive flesh, the hole reacted. It wasn't passive. It was alive. The puffy rosebud began to work, flexing and pulsing, pulling at my tongue, trying to draw it deeper. I pushed in, and the kid moaned, pushing back against my face, his hungry hole practically swallowing me.“ "Fucking eat it, Mark," you command, your voice a ragged whisper. "Eat that fucking cummy hole. Bury your face in it." “My whole world shrank to that single point of contact. My tongue, my nose, my entire chin were enveloped in that wet heat. I could feel the slick, filthy mix of ass juices and our cum coating my face, filling my nostrils with its rank, perfect scent. I was drowning in it." "I can almost smell it from here," you moan. "I wish I was there. I wish I was licking your face clean." "And I knew his taste instantly. It was different from mine.“ "Tell me what it tastes like," you beg. "Tell me how his poison tastes." „For months, I had been tasting my own—a lonely ritual of shame and secret. But this was something else. Stefan's flavor was richer, deeper, more potent. It was the taste of pride, not fear." "I wasn't just cleaning the kid; I was claiming our creation, taking our gift back into myself to seal the ritual. It was an act of worship, not just of Stefan, but of what we had done together. A communion with this whimpering, spent slut. And in that moment, a wave of gratitude for Stefan washed over me so intensely it almost brought me to tears. He hadn't just shown me the philosophy; he had forced me to participate. He hadn't let me stand on the sidelines and watch. He had made me a part of this breeding, forcing me to confront my fears and break through my own barriers. This wasn't a lesson he was teaching; it was a lesson he was making me live. We were both just vessels for the same beautiful poison." "Jesus, Mark," you say, your voice ragged. "I... I get it. I completely get it." "I must have lost all track of time, because the next thing I knew, a strong hand was gently gripping my bicep, pulling me to my feet. It was Stefan. He lifted me up, and I was face to face with him, my chin wet and slick. He had just emptied himself into the kid, but his cock was hard again, a thick, demanding pressure against my stomach. He was as aroused by the filthy, shameless man I had become as I was by his power. He looked at me, his blue eyes burning with an intensity I'd never seen before, and then he kissed me." "It wasn't a soft kiss. It was hard and possessive. He forced his tongue into my mouth, and he could taste the kid's ass on my breath, mixed with the lingering taste of our cum. He was tasting me, tasting what I had just done. My mouth was still full of the load I had sucked from the kid's ass, and he immediately began to push it back and forth between us. Our tongues swirled in the warm, slick mixture, churning it together, coating every part of our mouths with the combined seed. We were snowballing, sharing the taste of our conquest, and we both knew exactly what we were tasting. It wasn't just cum; it was poison. A potent, viral cocktail. The knowledge of what we were sharing, the sheer, beautiful toxicity of it, made the kiss feel electric. Our first kiss wasn't just a kiss; it was a communion, and it was perfect." "The intensity of it, the sheer, depraved intimacy of sharing our conquest like this, was too much. I wasn't even touching myself, but I felt my cock, trapped against Stefan's stomach, begin to pulse. It was a sudden, deep clenching that started at the base and shot through the entire shaft. At the exact same instant, I heard Stefan groan into my mouth and felt his own cock do the same against mine. We were both cumming. Together. A hot, wet heat instantly flooded the space between our bodies as our toxic loads exploded at once, our cocks throbbing in unison, coating both our shafts and our stomachs in a shared, slick mess of seed." "Oh fuck, fuck, FUCK!" you cry out, the image so powerful you can't hold back. Your own cock explodes, a thick, hot load shooting across your stomach and chest. "I'm cumming, Mark! I'm cumming listening to you!" You're both panting on the line, the shared moment of ecstasy hanging in the air. "We broke the kiss, both of us panting, our chests heaving. We stood there for a moment, slick with sweat and cum, our bodies glued together by the gift. The other men in the room were still watching, their eyes wide with desperate longing, silently begging for a taste of what we had just shared. But this second load wasn't for them. It was a gift for no one but us. A private treasure, given and received in the same breath, sealing our bond in a way their public desire never could. In that moment, we weren't just colleagues or brothers. We were a team.” "A team," you repeat, catching your breath, your chest sticky with your own release. "A fucking toxic team. God, I want to be on your team." “He had given me the philosophy, and I had shown him I understood it with my body." "Fuck," you breathe, the image so powerful it's almost painful. "Just... fuck." "That was the moment," Mark says, his voice filled with a quiet wonder. "I wasn't a victim anymore. I wasn't a monster. I was a creator. I was giving that kid something he was desperate for, something he was literally begging for. Stefan didn't just help me accept my status; he taught me how to transform my shame into pride. He helped me become its master." He pauses, and you hear him take a deep breath. "After that night, everything changed. Stefan and I became close. Really close. We're not boyfriends—we're both tops, for one thing." He laughs softly. "But we're brothers. We meet up whenever we can. We compare notes. We send each other pictures of our latest lab results. A close-up shot of that viral load number, circled in red. It's our version of a dick pic. We brag about our viral loads like other guys brag about bench presses or stock market gains." "Just last week," Mark says, his voice dropping with conspiratorial pride, "I sent him my new results. My viral load had jumped by fifty thousand points. I didn't just text him the number. I took a picture of the printout, but I circled the number in thick, red marker. Right next to it, I drew a single, fat drop of cum. He replied ten minutes later with a picture of his own results—his were even higher—with a simple two-word caption: 'Catch up.' It's our game. Our way of pushing each other, of celebrating our potency. Every number is a victory." You can hear the affection in his voice, the genuine warmth. "We push each other to stay potent, to stay powerful. No meds. Just us, at our rawest. Over the last weeks, we've bred dozens of guys together, at rest stops and parks and sleazy hotels. We've watched each other work, learned from each other, pushed each other to be better. And every time, we feel that same rush, that same power." "But it's not just about the virus," Mark continues, his voice becoming more serious, more tender. "It's about connection. About trust. About sharing something so intimate with someone who truly understands. Stefan cares for me, and I care for him. We love each other, in our way. Not like boyfriends, not like lovers. Like brothers. Like warriors who've been through the same fire, forged in the same poison." "And now," Mark says, his voice dropping to an intimate murmur, "we want to share that with you." Your heart is pounding so hard you can feel it in your throat. "You're special to me," he continues. "What we have... it's not just about breeding or bugs. It's about something deeper. I felt it that first night, even when I couldn't go through with it. I felt it when you stole my condom, when you carried my seed home inside you like a treasure. And I felt it even more the second time, when I finally gave you what we both wanted." You remember that night. The way he entered you, bare and real and perfect. The way he came inside you, flooding you with his toxic seed. The way he kissed you afterwards, the taste of blood and cum on his lips. "Stefan knows all about you," Mark says. "I've told him everything. Every detail. And he wants to meet you. He wants to welcome you into what we have. Not as a conquest, not as a notch on a bedpost. As a brother. Someone we care for. Someone we share this with." His voice is soft, sincere, and utterly compelling. "So come to the hotel," he says. "Spend the night with us. Let us take care of you. Let us give you everything we have, together. Our loads, our power, our love. And when it finally takes... you'll be one of us. Not because we made you, but because you chose it. Because we all chose each other." You're silent for a long moment, your mind racing, your cock aching, your heart full to bursting. This isn't just an invitation to be fucked by two men. It's an invitation to belong. To be part of something built on mutual respect, shared desire, and genuine affection. The "race" with your husband suddenly feels distant, almost irrelevant. That's a competition, a game of secrets and one-upmanship. This is something else entirely. This is family. "Yes," you say, your voice steady and sure. "I'll be there." "Good," Mark says, and you can hear the warmth, the joy, the relief in his voice. "We'll be waiting for you. Both of us." There's a pause, a moment of shared silence that feels more intimate than words. "Two weeks," Mark says. "I'll send you the hotel details. And... thank you. For trusting me. For trusting us. This is going to be special. I can feel it." "I can feel it too," you say. "Good night," he says softly. "Dream of us." "I will," you promise. "Good night, Mark." The line goes dead, and you're left in the silence of your apartment, your cock still hard in your pants, your mind filled with images of Mark and Stefan, of scorpion tattoos and dark public toilets, of toxic loads and brotherhood. You look at the single line on the test strip, still sitting on the bathroom counter. Soon, you think. Soon, there will be two.

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Chapter 6 The More the Merrier On the afternoon of the day after his visit with Dimitar, Thor had another unusual encounter. Instead of one of the hot-to-trot moneymen, it was the Club Governor’s executive assistant, soberly dressed in suit and tie, who entered his room just after five o’clock. “Thor, you are to follow me.” Thor got up, grabbed his bag of supplies, and followed him, not troubling to hide his enthusiastic erection. He was thinking: Why bother? After all, everyone here knows what the score is. What startled him was that the executive assistant led him two doors down the hall, and opened the door of another room, which Thor knew was the room assigned to Farouk. Hmm, a coincidence? They walked in, and saw the Club Governor, naked except for a jock strap, kneeling on the bed and plainly engaged in sucking Farouk’s cock. The executive assistant whispered in his ear, “Lie on the bed beside Farouk.” Then he left, shutting the door quietly behind him. Thor got into position as instructed. Within moments, the Governor dropped Farouk’s rigid tool and switched to Thor’s equally hard cannon. He sucked Thor for a time and then switched back and forth between the two erect young tools, being sure to taste the precum leaking out of both of them. After a couple of minutes of this, he pulled back, eyed Thor and Farouk with a look whose intensity surprised both of them, and barked, “All right, boys, get working. I shouldn’t have to be the one doing all the hard part here!” The harsh, commanding tone of the words was belied by the twinkle in his eye as he snapped out his orders. Farouk promptly scrambled to his knees, got around behind the Governor, pulled down the jockstrap, and started digging into the older man’s ass with his tongue. Thor, for his part, promptly reversed position and slid under the man so he could work on the Governor’s cock while the Governor returned to his rod. Thor was enjoying his end of the assignment. The Governor’s erection had just the slightest amount of curve to it and slid with easy precision right down into Thor’s throat when sucked in the 69 position like this. As for Farouk, he was finding the Governor’s ass both firmer in the muscles than he would have expected from an older man and tighter in the hole than he thought a thorough bottom should have been. Eating that ass and digging into that hole was a total pleasure, and one that he felt Thor should be able to share. The Governor, meanwhile, was moaning and groaning almost nonstop with all the stimulation to two of his main pleasure centers. In just a few more minutes, Thor found himself heaving his hips up and down, pumping his cock into the sucking mouth. His own moans were getting louder and more rhythmic too, as was his breathing, and it was plain that he was working his way up to blasting off. That’s when the Governor suddenly pulled up and away. “Just one rule with me, lads. No one is allowed to cum except as far inside my ass as they can push their dicks.” With those words, he flopped down on his back, raising his legs into the air to expose his hole. Thor muttered, “Fuck! I was just about to cum!” Ever considerate of his friend, Farouk moved out of the way, letting Thor have first dibs. As Thor spit on his tool and rubbed it up and down over the Governor’s hole, Farouk spun around and sat down on the Governor’s face, letting the man have some fun eating his ass for a change. The Governor was embedded deep in Farouk’s ass crack, his tongue shoving into Farouk’s tight hole, when Thor made his move. “Ufff!” The Governor’s response, muffled in between Farouk’s glutes, showed that he had felt the rigid rod being pressed into his fuck tunnel. That hole quickly loosened and welcomed Thor inside, and Thor wasted no time in setting to work. He had that abortive cumshot and orgasm all prepped and ready to go, and he was damn well going to get his rocks off before the boss changed his mind again. He was also quite sure that cumming twice would be no problem. At once, Thor began pumping vigorously and deeply into the strong ass under him, and in less than a minute he let out a loud “Fuck!” as his cock went into spasms, erupting repeatedly into the warm cavern. Farouk let him have just enough time to recover his breath, and then yelled, “Switch! I’m about to cum too!” Thor quickly scrambled out of Farouk’s way, turned himself around, and settled down onto the Governor’s eager face just as Farouk shoved his way inside the hole, eliciting another loud “Ufff” from the Governor. The man gamely went to work on Thor’s hole; Thor didn’t mind at all. He was enjoying the sensations in his butt almost as much as he was enjoying the spectacle of Farouk’s muscles flexing as he slam-fucked the Governor with his whole generous length at top speed. By now, the Governor was moaning and crying “Fuck!” nonstop while Farouk pounded him. Thor found he was already grasping and jacking his own cock again at the spectacle of Farouk driving himself towards the finish line. And then it happened. Farouk gave one more fierce thrust, buried his entire cock inside the Governor’s body and kept rabbit-punching the man’s hole as his cock exploded, pumping out a flood of sperm. The combined loads were squeezing out of the fuckhole around Farouk’s tool even as he tried to force more of it inside. The stimulation of all those slam-fuck hits on his gland drove the Governor over the edge, and his cock fountained up high, hitting Farouk in the face before splashing down over Thor’s back and shoulders. Farouk and Thor dismounted, and the Governor rolled over and sat up. “Sorry to do this to you fellows, it’s been great, but I have some work I need to get back to.” “Damn, I had another load just getting into firing position.” Thor even surprised himself by complaining like that to the boss of the whole wild enterprise, even though he was laughing as he did so. Farouk looked startled too. But the Governor laughed in turn. “Tell you what,” he said, “Eat the rest of that slime out of my ass and then we’ll hit the shower and you can fuck me again there. I love taking it while I’m standing under the shower.” Thor promptly dived down, got his tongue into the Governor’s ass, and sucked out a healthy portion of his and Farouk’s mingled sperm, swallowing it all with evident relish. The Governor laughed again, led the way to the shower, and the three of them got wet all over. Then Thor slid his raging cock back inside the Governor again, feeling even more acutely the control that the older man had over his hole, remarkable indeed for someone his age. It took only a minute for Thor to blow his second load deep inside the ecstatic Governor’s ass, and then the three of them enjoyed the feeling of soaping up and rinsing each other at a slow and relaxing tempo. After he was dressed to leave, the Governor spoke again. “I’m sorry I had to cut this short. You two fellows gave me a session that I’m going to remember fondly for a long time!” He proceeded to hand each of them a two-thousand-euro token, and then added, “You’ve earned a rest. You can both go off duty until dinnertime, and then you can walk yourselves down to dinner. I’ll mark both your doors as ‘Locked’ when I leave.” They both thanked him as he hugged and kissed them goodbye. And then they were alone together, for the first time all week. They looked at each other, chuckling. But it was Farouk who first put the idea into words, although – as it happened -- they were both thinking the same thing at the same time. “This is so weird. You came twice, and I was pretty close to that point myself. I came four times yesterday, four times the day before that. You?” “About the same, Farouk. Sure, I get horny all the time, and can usually cum on demand, but shooting off this many times, day after day, and having a huge wad of cum every single time, that’s not usual.” “Same. After two I’d expect to shoot just a dribble. Like I said, it’s weird.” “Well, Lars said something to me the other day about them keeping us in top fighting condition. I wonder if they’re putting some special herbs or something like that into the food?” “That would explain it, for sure.” Thor resolved to bring up the topic at dinner. He was sure that other apprentices were wondering about the same thing, but he was also hoping to winkle a hint of some kind out of the senior apprentices who were experienced at this Christmas Club gathering. But that was for later. Right now, he had something else on his mind. He drew Farouk over to the bed and pulled him down onto the sheets with a determined hand. Farouk laughed at him. “All that, and you’re still fucking horny? And here, I thought I was bad!” Thor smiled, drew Farouk closer to him, and began kissing him, stroking his body gently, caressing him all over. “No. You are a very good man, Farouk. I thought today might be a good opportunity to help you become even better.” Farouk grew silent and serious at once. “I don’t know, Thor.” “No force, no compulsion. Only if you want it, if you’re willing to try.” “I’d like to try, some time. It feels weird, swapping stories with so many guys who give and take, who love to lay a load inside someone else or get themselves filled up. And I’ve spent so many years trying to avoid it.” “Farouk, that ‘sometime’ could be right now if you want to go for it. Look at the plus signs. We’re friends, we’ve shared a lot with each other even if we haven’t known each other for very long. You can trust me, and I think you do. And now we’ve been given a good solid hour and a half of alone time. This could be your golden opportunity.” Suddenly, Farouk made up his mind. “Yes. If I could pick anyone to introduce me to it, I’d have picked you. And yes, all the signs are positive.” With that, he rolled onto his face, presenting Thor with his smooth brown ass. Thor dived right in and went to work, caressing Farouk all over his crack and his cheeks while he let his fingertip gently stroke Farouk’s tight hole. He could feel the characteristic rougher surface which told him that this wasn’t a virgin hole, even though it was clamped shut as tightly as if it had never been penetrated. That’s when he added his tongue into the action, washing down Farouk’s crack and teasing his hole with kisses. Thor’s mind was full of the horror story Farouk had endured as a teen, and he was determined to do nothing that could worsen his friend’s long-held trauma. It took a while, but Thor got his reward. As he worked away, he could feel the knot of fear and anxiety slowly loosen. He doubled his efforts with tongue and finger, moving faster but still gently and with care. The hole loosened some more, and Thor knew it was time to start pressing inwards with a fingertip. He pushed gently, still licking and sucking at Farouk’s ass, and suddenly the hole loosened more and his finger slid in. Thor held it steadily, twisting it and flexing it easily as Farouk’s hole slowly got used to these new feelings, feelings which weren’t in any way associated with fear or violence or rage or his broken soul. Hard as it might be for an outsider to imagine, Thor’s single finger was unlocking the long night of anguish which Farouk had suffered. The handsome Egyptian was finally having an experience in which his ass became a center of pleasure for him. Now, Thor began slowly pumping his finger in and out, sliding it down until it was almost out of the hole, and then penetrating until his hand came up against the ring. Farouk had now begun moaning, not out of pain but out of excitement. Thor slowly ramped up his efforts, moving his finger in and out faster, and then adding a second finger and carefully speeding it up even more. And then Farouk spoke again. “Ohhh, fuck, Thor. That feels incredible. I never knew it could be like this. Please, let me feel more. I’m ready. I want you inside me now!” “Only if you’re sure, Farouk.” “I’m sure. I want your cock!” “Okay, but if it gets too painful or you change your mind, you tell me right away. I don’t want to hurt you at all.” Farouk nodded agreement, and Thor rolled over, landing on his back. He looked up at Farouk’s eager, handsome face, and gestured to his erect cock, giving a clear invitation to Farouk to hop on and ride. And Farouk, for his part, was so overwhelmed by the incredible sensations of having another man actually make love to his ass instead of abusing it that he quickly got into position, planted Thor’s head against his hole, and leaned back and down with no hesitation. He knew it was the right time, the right place, and – especially – the right man. It took only a minute or so. Farouk’s long-clenched hole was ready to open, and as he felt the first pressure from Thor’s head he relaxed at once and slid slowly but with determination past the head. He kept moving gently up and down and around, stirring his hole into a real welcome. After several minutes, he continued pressing as his ass slowly slid all the way down Thor’s shaft until his butt landed on Thor’s hips – and his hole was full of man meat for only the second time in his life. After several more minutes of working slowly up and down, Farouk slid off and lay down on his back. Thor took the hint, getting into position and taking charge. But he slid his tool into Farouk’s hole slowly, and kept moving in and out slowly and deliberately, checking frequently to make sure that Farouk’s face still wore that completely blissed-out expression. Then he leaned down close to Farouk so they could kiss as Thor fucked him. “Fuck, Thor, this feels amazing. I love it. Give me more.” “You want it all?” “Yeah. And harder. I’m ready for you to really slam me.” Thor began picking up speed, putting real force behind his thrusts. Farouk kept moaning louder and louder as the pace of Thor’s fucking increased. “More… more… fuck me like you mean it!” Thor got up on his extended arms in a full push-up position and proceeded to slam-fuck Farouk as hard as he could go. As he pounded straight down into his friend’s ass, Farouk’s moans and cries of ecstasy got louder and more insistent. His hands were on Thor’s ass now, pulling him down and in with greater force at every stroke. Thor could feel Farouk’s hole clutching and grabbing at him, as he ratcheted all the way up to cumshot speed. “Fuck… fuck… fuck… you’re gonna make me fucking cum!” Farouk’s cry lit Thor’s fuse as well. Farouk’s rigid tool suddenly lifted up and blasted off a rocket-launch of cream. The intense pressure clenching at his cock sucked Thor over the brink too, and he blew another epic load into Farouk’s newfound hole as Farouk kept crying out and convulsing under him. Finally, the insane energy of their coupling ebbed away. As Thor slowed to a halt, he noticed that Farouk’s face was now streaked with tear tracks. At once he was all concern. “Shit, man, did I hurt you?” Farouk opened his eyes wide and smiled up at his friend. “It hurts, but it’s a good kind of hurt, the kind I’ve been wondering about and wanting for years. And it felt so awesome. I’ve never cum so crazy before, and without even touching my dick, or anyone else touching me. Thank you.” Thor lay down beside Farouk, and the two of them embraced, cuddling, kissing, and laughing at the sheer uncontrolled energy which had driven their fucking. It was Farouk who put the feeling into words. “Okay, Thor, now we definitely need to find out what they’re putting in the food.” And they both laughed again. Thor’s phone beeped, and he noted the time as he dismissed the message. “It’s getting near dinner time now. Let’s get cleaned up.” Another long, luxurious shower was followed by the ritual of underdressing for dinner. Farouk pulled out a bright red thong swimsuit which Thor hadn’t seen before. It did everything in the world for his spectacular ass. Thor went with a pair of brief undershorts that thrust his cock up and forward to catch any viewer’s eye. “Damn, Thor. The bulge in that brief’s enough to make me want to tear it right off you now and go for Round Two”. Thor laughed as he shook his head. “Uh-uh. Naughty boy. You need to get plenty of proper nutrition into you so you’re ready for whatever, um, hard work tonight will bring.” Farouk laughed, then turned serious again. Drawing Thor close, he spoke in solemn earnest. “Thor, what we just did – you healed me and set me free. Thank you.” He kissed Thor deeply. It was Thor’s turn for his eyes to get wet. When they reached the dining room, most of the others had arrived and conversation was in full swing. Thor and Farouk had to sit at separate tables, since the apprentice tables had only one vacant seat each. Thor found to his amusement that the chatter at his table had already turned to the whole question of what, if anything, was being put into the food. Several of the guys complained that they had trouble calming themselves down enough to get to sleep at night. One of them, Shawn, was already notorious for going crazy on the dessert table every night, always returning with double servings of the home baking of the day. “Look out, guys, it must be in that apple pie if Shawn keeps getting those kinds of problems!” Everyone laughed, including Shawn. At the far end, the Governor was exchanging a few words with Lars and Abdul. He hadn’t noticed any signs of anything beyond casual friendship while he was with Thor and Farouk that afternoon, but he urged both the sponsors to keep an eye on the situation, just in case. Back in his own room, Thor pondered the words Farouk had spoken. He was concerned. He also remembered how Farouk had spoken of wanting a closer connection to one man. Thor himself was no more ready for a relationship, or even a situationship, than Lars had been. He was determined to remain friendly but avoid any more erotic contact with Farouk for the rest of the week. Thor had gotten himself thoroughly washed, cleaned, douched, erect, and ready for anything when his evening visitor hours began. He looked up to see one of the twins entering the room. He knew that their names were Ramon and Raul, but he didn’t know how to tell which one had moved into his space – not that it mattered. A few seconds later, the other twin walked in. As these two prime specimens of Latin male undressed, Thor took in their beautiful smooth brown skin, their handsome faces, their muscular arms, legs, and bodies, and the thick curving tools that he finally got to see hanging between their thighs. He knew from dinner time conversations that these guys were both dedicated tops, who loved to fuck ass, spitroast, and even DP with a younger man. Well, Thor was ready. He scrambled up onto his knees, and went to the first twin, sucking that big cock into his mouth and feeling it instantly getting bigger and harder. Before he swallowed the tool for a third time, he felt another mouth going to work on his crack and his hole. Over the next few minutes, he went back and forth several times, turning around repeatedly so each of the twins could get access to his mouth and his ass. After a few rounds of that, they pulled Thor to his feet and knelt down in front of and behind him. Soon, Thor was getting his dick swallowed deep in front while his hole was being eaten out and tongue-fucked with even more determination – and skill. Thor had never yet encountered anyone who was such a virtuoso of oral sexual skill. Again, the twins spun him around and he learned that their faces and bodies weren’t the only respect in which they were identical. Before long, these two experts had him just about hanging on the ropes with their busy mouths, and they hadn’t even begun to fuck him yet. Finally, one of them spoke. “Ramon, you first.” Now he knew which was which. Raul left Thor’s cock behind, standing up and kissing him with plenty of tongue, while reaching down to pull his cheeks apart. In seconds, Ramon had begun pressing his cockhead into Thor’s hole. Thor relaxed and opened out, but Ramon still challenged him by pushing hard and deep almost before he knew what was happening. Advance reports of the twins’ aggressive tactics weren’t exaggerated. In no time flat, Ramon had worked up to full fucking speed in Thor’s ass, stretching his hole as he drove deep and fast and hard. Thor could tell that Ramon was ready to cum now, and Thor knew he was about to get bred deep and full. The real surprise was that after just minutes, he was almost ready to shoot as well. Raul left Thor’s mouth long enough to ask a question. “You ready to cum, boy?” “Yes… sir!” Thor had to suck in a gasping breath between the words. “Give to me!” Raul dropped on his knees again, taking Thor’s jumping dick into his mouth once more as he jacked his own cock. Behind Thor, Ramon was pounding his ass at jackhammer speed, grunting his pleasure as he rose swiftly to the peak. And then it happened. Within seconds of each other, Ramon growled loud and low as he exploded inside Thor’s ass. Feeling the warmth spreading inside him, Thor as quickly erupted into Raul’s mouth. As his cock fired, he felt more warmth as Raul’s load spilled out all over his feet. Raul stood up, plainly swirling Thor’s load around in his mouth. “How does his cream taste?” Ramon asked. “Come and find out.” Ramon slipped out of Thor, stepped around to the side, and Thor watched as the twins eagerly launched into a wild snowball kiss, swapping Thor’s hot cream between them before each one swallowed a portion. Raul quickly moved back into aggressive top mode. “Clean my feet, boy.” Thor didn’t mind at all. He got onto his knees, and with care and precision licked up all of Raul’s spilled cream off his feet. It tasted great. “Now, clean my cock. Get it ready to go inside your ass.” Thor quickly swallowed Raul’s cock to the base, then bobbed up and down on it, making sure to get all of the shaft as wet as possible. When Raul was ready, he grabbed Thor by the shoulders, pulled him up, twisted him around, and flung him, face down, across the bed. He leaped right after Thor like a pouncing leopard, pinning his prey down and quickly thrusting his thick cock into Thor’s hole. Even loosened as he was, Thor had to muffle a scream at this sudden vicious invasion. “Ramon, get over here and shut this fucker up.” Ramon scrambled onto the bed, slapped his cock across Thor’s face, and growled, “Open up and take this one, boy.” Pinned down as he was, Thor had no choice but to obey. He opened his mouth wide, dropped his jaw as far as he could, and let Ramon face-fuck him with as much force as he wanted. As he struggled with the two giant-size dicks spit-roasting him, Thor took several minutes to look up. When he did, he could plainly see his two masters leaning across his back and wildly kissing each other again. Thor’s ass was on fire, his throat was aching, but he kept up his valiant fight to take all of that cock, hoping to end the party sooner rather than later. It was a vain hope. Having come once, the twins were definitely in for the long haul this time. Thor had no choice but to hang on and endure the vicious thrusts from in front and behind. But suddenly, the powerhouse fucking in his throat and ass came to a dead stop. Thor looked up. “Two in one?” Raul’s question wasn’t directed at him. “I’m in.” Neither was Ramon’s reply. Thor had just one second to realize the awful truth. Oh, shit, no, I’ve never done this! Before his panic could get any farther into full terror mode, Raul grasped his body like a rag doll, and then rolled over, bringing Thor up on top of him, legs flailing uselessly in the air and cock still embedded in his ass. Ramon moved in and, before Thor could even squirm in protest, he shoved his underwear into Thor’s mouth and then proceeded to stuff his cock into Thor’s hole, right on top of his brother’s equally huge, rigid dick. Thor let out a gurgle. It was all the scream he could get out of his mouth which was clogged with Ramon’s ripe briefs, tasting of old sweat, piss, and cum. The twins came to rest, their two cocks shoved deep inside Thor’s ass. Thor knew he had no choice but to go along for the ride, so he did his best to breathe deeply through his nose as he tried in vain to ignore the screaming ache in his hole, so abruptly stretched far wider than it had ever been before. Although he didn’t see it, Ramon was actually signaling to his brother to stop and wait for a minute or two. Raul was plainly a lot closer than his twin, and Ramon wanted to maintain their personal rule of always cumming right at the same moment when they were fucking a guy’s ass together. It was their favourite way to finish off a DP session. Thor’s hole gradually got used to the massive intrusion. Just at the point when he was feeling less like moaning and more like screaming, Ramon started to move, pumping his dick slowly in and out while Raul held still and let him do the work. After a couple of minutes of this, Raul began to work his cock too. Before long, the two of them were thoroughly fucking their newest bottom boytoy, moving in alternate thrusts so that their two cocks would rub against each other’s shafts as they worked their way in and out. Thor was starting to feel a bit more comfortable, too. He was floating in a kind of supreme bottom trance, filled and fulfilled all at the same time. He was moaning, yes, but in pleasure now rather than in agony. The twins were hitting buttons that had never been hit before, not even by Dimitar, and opening up new horizons for Thor in the universe of taking cock. Now, the twins wanted to change up their position. As soon as Ramon slipped out of his hole, Thor felt a gaping emptiness. He felt even emptier a moment later when Raul also pulled out. His ass had never gaped so widely, and it simply refused to close. That was just as well. After a few moments of scrambling around, the twins had gotten on their backs, legs interlaced, cocks jammed up against each other and sticking straight up into the air. Thor didn’t need a diagram to know what to do next. He was in desperate lust, he had to get those cocks back inside his ass, and he was all set to do it as soon as possible. “Fuck!” With that single exclamation, Thor swung his leg over Raul’s imposing thighs, planted his ass against the two red, dripping cockheads and slowly forced his way back down until both of them were inside his body again. Then he began to ride. Up and down he moved, rising and falling faster as he found the right pace that let him work those two big tools without losing either one of them. As Thor worked his tormented ass on those twin cocks, the soundtrack from the two hot guys under him assured him that he was on the right track. “Fuck, this guy’s hot.” “So fuckin good. He’s squeezing me so hard.” “Greatest DP bitch ever.” “Right. Hot fuckin bitch boy.” “Gonna paint his insides.” “Right with you, bro!” Thor worked his ass muscles as hard as he could go, considering the huge strain that Raul and Ramon were placing on his ring. Soon enough, he heard the words that signaled the impending end of his torment. “Gonna fuckin cum!” “Right. Fucking fill his hole up. Let me feel you.” Thor bounced again, once, twice, three times… and on the third bounce one of the rigid dicks inside him convulsed, laying a huge pool of spooge inside his gaping ass. Almost before he could realize that he’d been bred, the other cock let go, its owner stimulated and overwhelmed by the sensation of hot cream flowing over his sensitive dickhead. Thor jammed himself down as hard as he could manage on top of the two thick meat sticks flexing, pulsing, exploding inside him. At last, the twins’ orgasms ebbed away, their cocks slowly softened (about bloody time! Thor thought), and the tools slipped, one by one, out of Thor’s ass. A steady stream of hot cum flowed out after them. Thor was privately thinking that he might never get his hole to close again, but he bravely turned around and sat down on Ramon’s face, letting Ramon kiss and tongue and clean out his ass pussy. In moments, Raul had turned himself around to get in on the rimming action as well, and Thor was actually able to relax a bit and enjoy the stimulation of having these two hot Latin hunks eating and probing and cleaning his slack ass lips. Half an hour later, the three of them had showered and cleaned up, the twins had gotten dressed, and Thor was tucking a pair of tokens for 100,000 Mexican pesos into his private stash. He grew a little wide-eyed later on when he plied the currency conversion app and learned that he was now richer by nearly 10,000 Euros just from this one session. But then, as Ramon said, “We fuck many guys. We never meet one like you that take it all and like it.” Thor’s private thought: Thank goodness, I’m a better actor than I thought! As the twins were leaving, they hugged and kissed Thor, thanking him for a fantastic evening. Just as they were stepping out the door, Raul looked back at Thor. “You get good rest now. Tomorrow is New Year’s Eve party.” The door swung shut. The quiet click resonated in Thor’s mind like a funeral knell. So, this whole week so far was just a warm-up for the Big Night? Shit, I’m fucked. And then he laughed as he realized that he was already Thoroughly Fucked, even before the New Year’s Eve party pushed him right to the limit and beyond.

I would love to have been there the day James Baldwin showed up with Marlon Brando. The conversation and sex would have been mind blowing.

I do it to give my knees a break and maybe to slow down so I don't breed the bottom quite yet. Take your time. I'm usually not in a hurry.

What a charming topic. I mean there's so many haha but I'm usually touching myself when I see these fellas @rawTOP @Olderkinkybiguy @Lincolnlad @NYtopBreeder @ktopper @Cumming4u @Falls727 @upptheebutt69 @bbfarm

I have too many, on this comment I'll highlight some racial rejections I've had. I'm a bit racially ambiguous at times (as a mixed mutt), so depending on how I dress or style myself (i've had shorter hair, longer hair, been more tan or less), people often make assumptions on what I might be. Guys who think think I'm fully-Latino and have a Latino fetish have been turned off when I don't speak Spanish or have an accent. When I was younger a lot of white dudes often hit on me thinking I was Asian and rejected me when we met in person or analyzed face pics online lol. They just saw a body and style I guess? I've had guys hit on me in a club thinking I was middle eastern and fall off when I wasn't... I've been able to play into race stuff, or just exist outside of it at times and it's fascinating most people can't shift in and out of passibility racially. It used to be upsetting when I was younger but I realized it's not me - it's them.

Was at Reds gym in Syracuse got fuck through the gloryhole and breed then after had buddy drump a loads in me. Then after i breed a hot jock in the sling was good night. Going on blackout this Friday to take and give some loads

In his apartment the next morning Jake couldn’t believe what had happened to him. It all seemed like a blur, like it had happened to someone else. Yet, he was the one standing naked in his bedroom looking at himself in the mirror and seeing a new person. Though physically not much about Jake had changed mentally he was different. His understanding of himself was different. He’d thought of himself as a vanilla top, into guys who looked pretty much like him: mid-twenties, toned, with a little body hair. Now he saw himself as something different. Now he saw himself as what Sir had unlocked within him, and what he longed to become. His fingers cautiously played across the hard plastic of the cage Sir had locked his cock in. Consisting of a stout black plastic ring around the base of his cock and balls, and an almost flat circular disk like a tiny bike wheel, it forced his cock back so far that it almost looked as if he didn’t have one at all. His balls, forced forward by the ring swallowed up his caged cock, leaving him with just a leaking nub. “This will keep you focused,” Sir had said as he pressed the cage over Jake’s cock head. “Your only sex organ is your hole now. The only way you get off from your hole, just like you did last night. And don’t worry, once you’ve taken my cock and your stretched-out hole is dripping with my cum, if you want unlocked I’ll take it off.” Remembering Sir talking about his stretched-out hole brought Jake’s hands to the other change. He felt the base of the plug still lodged tight in his hole. He tugged on the base, pulling the plugs knot against his ring. He whimpered. He’d never played with his hole. Not even the few time’s he’d bottomed before. He’d never really found it that exciting. Now, however, with the dream of taking Sir’s monstrous cock all of that had changed. Jake still couldn’t explain the power Sir had over him. It didn’t make any sense. He’d asked himself that as he’d walked from Sir’s place to the subway that morning, the plug bashing against his prostate with every step. How had this man, who he would have said was completely not his type, gotten him to go home with him? Not only that, how had this man convinced Jake to change his body, give up who he thought he was in bed, and train himself to take his big, fat, silicone cock? Jake turned his attention to the toy’s he’d just finished unpacking. Sir had packed them into a duffle bag as Jake had gotten dressed. “This is your training kit boy,” he’d said, handing Jake shockingly heavy the bag. When Jake had looked confused he added, “It will make sense when you unpack at home.” Then Sir had pulled him into a tight hug, and kissed him roughly on the lips. “I’ll see you in two days, I can’t wait to see what progress you’ve made. Have fun boy.” Jake wasn’t sure what he was expecting but he felt silly for not understanding Sir’s meaning when he unpacked the bag. Lined up across his dresser stood a group of increasingly large butt plugs followed by another line of dildos. Sir had sent ten toys home with Jake in total. Four plugs, five dildos, and one that fell between with a long fat shaft, and a thick knot at the base. Still as large as biggest toys were none of them were as big as Sir’s cock. This was how he was going to train his hole for Sir’s cock, he thought looking at the row of toys. Looking at them made him nervous, excited, and, as evidenced by the stream of precum leaking from his locked nub onto his balls, aroused. “Alright boy, time to show me how dedicated you are to taking my cock.” Sir said two days later. Jake was standing just inside the vestibule of Sir’s town house having been greeted with a bear hug and a kiss. Sir was shirtless, showing off his massive powerful arms and chest. Jake’s eyes had immediately been drawn to the obvious massive bulge in Sir’s thin basketball shorts. Really, he might as well have been naked for all that they hid. For a second Jake just stood there, his back to the door, not sure how to follow Sir’s instructions. Then in a much more forceful tone Sir said, “Strip boy.” Jake almost jumped at the change in Sir’s tone. Feeling nervous and self conscious he pulled off his jacket and shoes putting them off to the side. He then slipped out of his shirt and dropped his pants. Standing now in a pair of white briefs he looked at Sir for approval. A wide grin spread across Sir’s face. “Good boy,” he said. “Getting ready to take my cock is about more than just stretching that pretty little hole. It’s about letting go and becoming the piggy sub slut that I know you are.” Sir pulled Jake to him again, his mouth almost touching Jake’s as he said, “I knew it as soon as I kissed you in the bar. You gave yourself to me. You didn’t know it but that was when you became mine.” Jake whimpered. Sir was giving voice to what he’d been thinking the past two days. Horny and desperate for release he had spent hours bouncing on the dildos and plugs Sir had given him. The feeling of opening himself up had brought new pleasure, and an alluring sense of accomplishment. When he’d bottomed out on the smallest dildo Sir had sent, still larger than the average cock, Jake had orgasmed so hard he fell over. He’d lain on the floor impaled on the dildo, his hole twitching around its thick shaft, as his balls spasmed and cum pumped from his locked nub onto his swelling balls. Penetrated, stretched and shaking he’d been able to think of nothing but Sir. Not just his giant tool and how much Jake wanted it, but of how Sir made him feel. How he wanted to submit to Sir. How much he liked obeying Sir’s instructions. Everything he was doing was hotter because it was what Sir wanted him to do, it was in service of Sir. Now Sir’s words swirled in Jake’s mind, you became mine, becoming the piggy sub slut I know you are. “Turn around boy, hands against the door, stick that sweet ass out.” Jake obeyed and quickly felt Sir’s big rough hands on the small of his back. They grabbed at his briefs. Jake expected Sir to rip his underwear again, but this time they were yanked down to his ankles. “Now let’s see how my new pussy is progressing,” he gave Jake’s ass a little smack, causing him to jump a little. Sir let out a low appreciative growl. “Good boy. Fuck good boy. I didn’t even have to tell you to come here plugged, did I? No. You knew. You knew that a good slut would come here just like he left, stretched and plugged. But which plug is it?” He gripped the base and gave it a little tug. “This isn’t the one I sent you home with.” “No…” Jake gasped as Sir played with the plug, “no Sir! It’s… fuck! It’s the middle one. I was able to take it this morning.” “Already up two sizes? Well your hole is more stretchy that I thought.” “I spent… holy fuck Sir that feels so good, I spent basically all of yesterday and today playing with my hole. Fuck! I’ve been so horny. It hasn’t even been that long. With the cage I mean. It’s only been a couple of days and not being able to touch my cock…” “Has you fucking desperate doesn’t it boy?” “Yes,” Jake moaned. “Good boy,” Sir rubbed his cloth covered crotch between Jake’s cheeks. His cock head bounced against the base of the plug shaking it in Jake’s hole. “You’ve been thinking about my big fucking cock, haven’t you? Dreaming about it?” “Yes Sir!” “Good boy. Going up two plug sizes is impressive but you’re not ready for my cock yet. I’d break you, and we don’t want to break this pretty pussy.” “Fuck I want it so bad Sir!” “I know you do. I know you do boy. Follow me, I have a surprise for you. It’s not as good as my cock, but it’s going to help get you ready.” Obediently Jake followed Sir into the house. They passed the stairs, and walked through the well-designed front from. Past the dining room with its large original looking chandelier they turned into a little nook before the kitchen. Sir opened an unassuming door and lead Jake down into what he suddenly realized must be the garden level. Jake wasn’t sure what he’d been expecting but Sir once again surprised him. The entire lower floor of the townhouse had been turned into a play room. The floor was dark black tile, glittering in the low red light. Before them stood a sling, set up below a mirrored section of ceiling. On the far wall a giant wooden X stood, with straps and cuffs at the end of its four legs. There was a bench with a padded seat just at crotch height along another wall. Spaced between them were shelves and hooks loaded with sex toys of all varieties. Whips and flails, masks and restraints, plugs and dildos lined the walls. There was so much to see that it took Jake a moment to notice that they weren’t alone in the play room. A man, dressed much as Sir had been the first time Jake saw him stood in front of a bed with black sheets off to the right. Though it was a little hard to tell in the low red lighting he looked to be a little younger than Sir, maybe just having turned forty. He had short hair pushed forward into a little ridge above his forehead, and an impressively full mustache. His jaw was square and sharp, connecting to a thick neck. He was broad shoulders, and his big hair covered pecs were accentuated by the thick straps of the black harness strapped around him. His stomach was flat, but undefined, like one big slab of muscle with a wild mat of hair pushing down into the wide waistband of his white jock. Jake’s eyes flashed to the man’s bulge. It was big, but far more understandable then Sir’s. “This is Mike,” Sir said giving Jake a little push towards the other man. “He, and a few of my other friends, are going to help you get ready for me. Not only are they going to help stretch out this pretty little hole,” Sir tapped the base of Jake’s plug, “They’re going to help you become the slut you need to be to take me. Now, go on and get on the bed over there. All fours, show Mike that plugged up hole.” Nervously Jake walked over to the bed, the tiled floor shockingly warm under his feet. He got up onto the bed and turned so that he was kneeling across it with his ass turned towards this new stranger. He bent forward and rested his chest on the bed, presenting. Jake felt a hand rub his ass, then a quick light smack. He jumped a little and both men laughed. Then a hand grabbed the base of the plug and tugged at it. He felt it pulling against his hole. Then suddenly it slipped out and he felt empty. There was a moment where the plug just rested inside him, then Mike pushed it back in. Jake easily expanded around it’s girth and took it’s knot back in with a soft plop. “Fuck,” Mike said, speaking for the first time. “When did you start breaking him in?” “Two days ago. I picked him up over the weekend. By the looks of his hole he’s spent the last two days wrecking himself with the toys I gave him. He’s already gone up two plug sizes. You’re the first one getting a crack at him though.” Mike gave an appreciative growl. The plug was pulled back, and slowly removed. Jake whimpered. He was left empty and open. He felt cold air slip inside his hole, then warm breath. A hand gripped each of his cheeks spreading him wide. Mike’s tongue flicked around Jake’s ring making the young man sigh with pleasure. Sir moved around the bed so he was standing in front of Jake. He squatted down so they were eye level. “That feels good doesn’t it boy?” “Fuck, yes Sir,” Jake moaned. “What’s he doing?” “He’s eating me out!” “That’s right. He’s rimming your tight little hole, opening it up. Do you know what he’s going to do after he’s had his fill?” “No Sir.” “He’s going to fuck you.” Jake must have looked shocked because Sir continued, “That’s right boy. Being a caged sub boy, and stretching out your hole isn’t enough to earn my monster. No, you have to give in to being a total slut. Only slutty sub boys can take my cock. Do you know what the difference between just a horny bottom boy with a locked cock and stretched hole, and a real slut is boy?” “No Sir.” Jake panted, his breath catching as Mike plowed his tongue into him. “A real slut boy, one who’s worthy of my cock, isn’t just open enough to take me. He’s a real true cock hound. A dick pig. A cum slut. The boy who gets my load is a boy who craves being used. A boy who gives up his cunt to real men. He’s already full of spunk when the tip of my cock touches his hole. He’s a faggy pig slut.” “Fuck,” Jake moaned. “That’s what I’m going to make you into. When I’m done with you there will be no going back to the quite little vanilla top I picked up last weekend. You’ll be too hooked. Even if you ask me to unlock you and you get to use your cock again, you’ll never be the same. You’ll have experienced sex in a whole new way, and there will be no going back.” “Fuck,” Jake whimpered again. His eyes looking up at Sir with desperate desire. “Is that what you want boy? Do you want me to turn you into a real slut?” “Yes Sir!” “Say it. Tell me what you want boy. Say it!” “I want you to turn me into a fucking slut Sir. I want you to make me a faggot pig slut! A fucking… oh fuck… oh fuck that feels so good! Fuck! I want you to make me into a fucking faggot, a sub slut, a cumdump!” “Good boy!” There was a shift behind him, then hands gripped his hips and Jake felt something new push against his hole. He knew it instantly. The warm firm but slightly springy flesh of a cock pressed into him. His hole held it back for a moment, his sphincter tying in vein to reassert its exit only nature. Then it slid inside. Jake moaned loudly, his head crashing into the pillow. Several inches of thick meat pushed inside him in one easy stroke. “Good, good boy,” Sir said, getting up onto the bed with them. “That’s it. Take Mike’s cock boy.” Mike put a hand between Jake’s shoulders and forced him down, his ass stuck in the air. “Fuck,” Mike said, his voice low, “this hole is fucking nice. Holy shit. So warm and soft. Fucking hell boy. You were a top? Fuck, what a waste. Holy shit.” He pushed more of his cock into Jake, keeping the boy pinned to the bed. “It feels good doesn’t it boy? It feels good having Mike’s big dick inside you. Well… It’s big for you right now. Right now it’s quite a stretch getting him inside you isn’t it.” “Fuck! Holy shit that’s so good. He feels so big!” “Good boy. Take his cock. Take him inside you. That’s it boy.” “Fuck! Fuck!” “Yeah, taking Mike is a challenge for you now, when I’m done with you though. Fuck. Once you’ve finally had me inside you,” he grabbed his own crotch, shaking his impossible bulge at Jake’s face, “you’ll be able to take Mike without any prep. Just spit on your hole and sit on his big rod.” “Fuck yeah. This hole’s going to be so fucking loose when you’re done. Fuck, but it feels good now.” Mike pushed deeper, and Jake felt his strong hairy thighs against his ass. “That’s it boy. That’s it. You’ve got him inside you now. Is that your first raw cock? Your first time getting fucked by a real man?” “Yes… Fuck! Yes Sir! I always… fuck! I always fuck safe. I’ve always used condoms, even my boyfriend and I use condoms.” “Not any more boy…” “No Sir!” “Just the dream of my big cock was enough to get you to take it raw.” “Fuck yes! Fuck yes Sir! I want your cock so bad and… fuck!” “And what boy?” “It felt… holy shit! Mike you feel so good inside me!” Mike, holding onto Jake’s hips has started to slowly fuck his cock in and out of the boy’s quivering hole. “Keep going boy, what did you feel?” “I felt… It felt so good playing with those toys. I’d never felt anything like that. Opening myself up. I couldn’t stop, every time I got a little more in I felt so accomplished. I wanted more. The first time. That morning, the morning you gave me all those toys, I went home and I immediately tried one of the dildos out. I managed to fuck another load out of myself, through the cage. I felt… I don’t know… it felt different from jerking off but good, it felt so good. I want to feel it again. And I’m so horny, I’m so fucking horny. I know you said the cage would help me focus on my hole, but it’s made me so fucking horny all the time. Not just because I can’t jerk off but because it reminds me that I’m working to taking your cock. I can’t have my cock until I’ve taken yours and that’s turning me on so much!” “Good boy, that’s exactly how it should make you feel. Give into that.” Mike had started picking up the pace, hammering his cock down into Jake’s upturned ass. Jake whimpered under the assault. His hole burned, but it didn’t hurt. It felt euphoric. Something was opening inside him. New pleasure centers were being created inside his brain. How waves of sexual pleasure crashed through him. He felt his cock, forced back into his body by the cage, strain as precum leaked from its tip. His balls were slick, and a trail of precum dripped from them onto the bed below. Jake whimpered, as he looked up at Sir. “Fuck! Sir! He feels so good inside me. Holy Shit! I never thought! Fuck! I never thought getting fucked would feel this good. Oh my God! I can’t wait for your cock Sir! I’ll do anything. Anything! Please. Please make me into a faggot slut cumdump pig worthy of your cock!” “Fuck! I’m gonna fill this boy up! You ready for your first load boy? You ready for your next step towards taking that silicone bull cock?” “Yes! Please! Breed me!” “Fucking slut!” Mike roared and slammed his cock balls deep inside Jake’s shaking body. Jake collapsed forward under Mike’s weight and they lay there in a panting heap. Mike twitched deep inside Jake’s hole spreading a new warmth inside him. Jake was being flooded with his first load. He was being bred. “That’s it,” Sir said, rubbing his hand softly along Jake’s sweaty cheek. “That’s it. Good boy. You’re one step closer to taking my cock.”

Chapter 5 ———- Josh ——— The gym was dead again and sadly the boy from yesterday wasn’t there. I needed to make my workout quick today anyway so it was for the best. I finished quickly and got back up stairs to shower and get dressed for the day. The furniture delivery was due to get here at 8 or 8:30 and my first appointment was shortly after that. It was originally planned for me to be there to accept the delivery and then one of the apartment concierge staff would supervise the delivery while I went to work (for a fee of course). Sam would be supervising it now so I wanted to make sure the delivery people weren’t crazy and my little bro was safe. When I got back up to the apartment Sam was sitting in the living room drinking coffee and eating cereal. “There is coffee in the pot bro.” He said as I came in. “Thanks, I will get some after my shower.” I replied as I walked through the open living area and down the hallway to my bedroom. I took a quick shower and dressed in my charcoal slacks and a nice peach button down shirt. No tie today. I put on my dress socks and loafers to complete my outfit. I styled my hair with gel and of course flossed, brushed, and hit the mouth wash. When I walked into the kitchen Sam whistled at me. “Big bro looking the hot doctor part!! That’s how you get all those famous people as clients, huh?” “Oh come on now, you know it’s the skill not the look.” I laughed as I answered him. “Yea, I know that you know your shit doc, but hey eye candy never hurts when your getting treated for and injury.” “This is true. Thanks for making the coffee Sammy.” I said using his nickname to tease him. He didn’t bother to respond with anything more than his middle finger before looking down at his phone. “Mom texted while you were working out, my stuff will be delivered this afternoon.” He said as he continued to do whatever he was doing on his phone. “Ok, the furniture delivery people should be here soon. Looks like you will have a day full of unpacking. Also today is a long day for me. I won’t be home till after 6.” “Ok, let’s order some food for dinner than. I’d be down for good Chinese.” “Yea, there a good place just up the way that delivers. I will send you the menu and just let me know what you want and I can put the order in before I head home.” “Sounds good!” He said licking up at me from his phone with a quick smile before looking back down at it. A few minutes later there was a call from the buildings concierge letting me know that the delivery people were here and that a staff member was escorting them up to my apartment. The knock at the door a minute later shifted the morning into overdrive. The two delivery guys were hot but I didn’t have time for empty flirting this morning. I greeted them and then showed them to Sam’s room. Sam was beside me at that point and he explained where he wanted the bed, nightstands, dresser, and desk. While the guys headed back down to the garage to get the furniture via the service elevator I helped Sam move his luggage and the decor we bought yesterday to the living room. That way the guys would have full access to the room. They were just bringing up the first pieces of furniture, it looked to be the bed frame, when it was time for me to head out. I gave Sam the money to tip them when they were done and went to fist bump him goodbye. He surprised me by wrapping me in a hug instead which I gladly embraced. Then he released me and casually went back to the living room and his phone. I was deep in thought as I walked down to the car. We were not a big touchy family. Hugs and kisses were normally saved for moe special things like goodbye that would be for months not just for the work day. I shrugged it off and climbed in the Audi and headed to work. I couldn’t be late for this client. She was very wealthy and the type that didn’t want to be kept waiting. But she was nice otherwise and referred lots of her rich socialite friends to the practice so making sure to be on time was worth it. I got to the office with about 20 minutes to spare before the appointment and was greeted by Lenny, one of our physical therapist and the person who worked with me with on clients the most. “Hey there boss, it’s gonna be a long day! We have a lot to do, but luckily we have a lunch window.” He said, his accent just barely reflecting his southern upbringing. He was born and raised in the south but got out as soon as he could. He wasn’t as lucky as me and had to work hard and put himself through college as he worked since his family disowned him for being gay. He was a couple years older than me, about 5’9, very thin and wiry build, had beautiful light brown skin from his mom being white and dad black, black hair, and very sexy brown bedroom eyes that always looked ready to seduce you. He also has a nice 6.5 inch cut cock along with a fantastic ass and hole that I had bred many times. He is the definition of a total bottom and is poz unmedicated like me. We found each other shortly after I started working at the practice and have been fucking ever since. Me recharging his toxic hole whenever we had a chance. Him mentioning our lunch break meant he’d be taking my fat raw poz dick and dirty cum for lunch. “Oh? Well that’s good. How long will I have to use your holes?” I asked as I raised an eyebrow at him. “We have an hour and a half window so as long as the schedule cooperates we will have enough time to fuck and have some food.” He said as he came over and reached down into my lap and started to massage my dick through my slacks. I looked to the unlocked door and then pulled him into a passionate kiss. Which lasted a few minutes and included me reaching down the back of his scrubs, where he didn’t have any underwear on, and fingering his hole. He unzipped me and was stroking my now rock had cock. I pulled him to his knees as I swiveled my chair toward him and guided his mouth down on my dripping cock. I used my hand on the back of his neck to force him deeper on my dick and making him gag on it. He loved when I did that and always asked for the hardest throat fuck I could give. It took about 5 minutes of me really using his throat, to the point he almost passed out from lack of oxygen, to make me flood his throat with my charged cum. He pulled off my wet dick and moved up to kiss me and share what was left of my cum that he hadn’t swallowed. We parted and he grabbed a towel from the nearby cabinet and cleaned off my cock before tucking me away and zipping me back up. We stood up at the same time and had one last peck before we went about preparing for our client that was due any minute. The morning few by. We had 4 appointments before lunch and managed to only get behind by 15 minutes. Lenny came into my office after walking the last patient out carrying two salads and two flavored waters. We had ordered lunch and apparently it had been delivered during the last appointment. He had grabbed it from the front desk while he was up there. He locked the door behind him and he put the food in the small mini-fridge I kept in my office. We wouldn’t eat till after I had filed his poz hole. I walked over to the sofa and sat down as he put the food away. He followed me over, slowly stripping his clothes away as he approached. He was naked by the time he got to me and bent over to kiss me. He was a beautiful person inside and out that was blessed with a gorgeous body! His dick was fully hard and swayed as he walked. His eyes went from the normal flirty to burning with sexual desire. While he liked to be throat fucked hard, and he was normally a sub bottom boy, I knew from that look he was in his more dom headspace. My role today was to sit there and let him use me as a riding mount. His kiss was deep and passionate. He took control and owned my mouth as he unbuttoned my shirt. His hands roamed my pecks till they came to rest on my nipples. He played with them as our tongues danced together. My dick was cramped and screaming to be let out so it could grow to its full potential. Luckily Lenny stopped our kissing and kneeled on the floor in front of me as he moved his hands down undoing my button, unzipping my fly, and pulling down my slacks enough to have the right access for my cock to be at the right angle for him to ride it. One set of his fingers went back to my nipples as his other hand stroked my rapidly hardening cock. He took my free nipple in his mouth and licked, sucked, and then lightly nibbled on it. A deep growl escape from my throat as he bit down. He paused long enough to reach over to the side table and grab the surround sound remote to turn on the classical music we always played when we took lunches (both regular lunches or “lunches”) to help cover the sound. The walls were thick but we still did it to help cover our fucks just in case. He rose from his knees to straddle my lap as he kissed me on my lips first then he moved my head to the side and kissed my earlobe and then down my neck. His hole was teasing my now precum covered poz uncut cock. He’d let my head hit his hole just enough to feel it but not enter it as he continued to drive me crazy with neck kisses. “Please sit on it!! I need to feel your hole wrapped around my big fat uncut raw poz cock!!” I begged after I couldn’t take much more of the teasing. “Oh, you want my sweet raw charged hole around you? Want to mix that toxic precum in my hole with my strain?” “Fuck yes!!! I need to give you my strain again!! It’s been to long!!” “Mmmm, yea? The weekend without my prefect poz hole is hard, but I am sure you had plenty of hole.” He teased my cock more as I felt him smile against my neck. This was our normal routine on Mondays. Telling each other who we fucked over the weekend. “I had a great night Friday and I got to deposit my toxic cum in neg hole. Yesterday morning I bred a stranger in the gym sauna. But, my sexy straight brother got here and has been driving me crazy. Walking around in underwear or nothing at all. His giant uncut dick hanging out and that prefect ass taunting me.” I practically whined. “Oh? So little brother got into town early? And he is hot and hung? Interesting” he said as he moved to the other side of my neck. “Yea, and due to him getting here 3 day early I didn’t have a bed for him so we have been sharing one. Naked!” I exclaimed. “Mmm that’s a hot mental picture. You and your brother naked in bed!” He said as his hole caught on my head again and he put just enough pressure to let the tip of it in. “You have no clue! He’s got me so rilled up all day I can’t stand it!” “Well then maybe big brother needs to try and convert little bro. In more than one way.” He said with a hint of slyness in his voice. “That be so hot!! Knocking up my straight brother and making his hole mine! Riding his last neg load from his big uncut dick!!” My cock jerked in his hole and let out a huge glob of precum. “Oh, you really do want him! My hole got good and wet from that spasmand you saying that you’d bottom for him can only mean you want him bad!!” He said in surprise. “Yea, but I couldn’t risk it. The family would freak. And it’s not worth that. I will be ok, it’s only six months. It just means I will have to use your hole daily.” I said as Lenny continued to tease the head of my dick in his hole without moving any further down it. “Yea, illy hole is here whenever you need. But we will have to talk more about that. Brainstorm.” He said as he took the first inch of my fat uncut dick into his hole. I just moaned in response to his hole gripping my dick and the thought of us planning a way to poz my little brother. Our conversation stopped there as Lenny took charge and started to ride my full 7.5 inches. Slow at first then going faster and faster. Clapping his ass against my thighs as he rode me like a stallion. Telling me how bad he wanted my toxic babies in him. How his hole needed to be filled with my unmedicated highly viral cum. How he wanted my dirty load to recharge him. I just moaned as he rode me. After about 10 minutes of him bucking on my rock hard dick I was close to cumming. “I am going to fucking shoot my poz cum deep in you!!! I am fucking cumming!! Get ready to be knocked up again!!” I growled as I unload deep in his already poz hole. “Fuck yes!!! Mix our strains!!” He moaned as he stroked his cock and his cum exploded all over my abs. Luckily not getting any on my shirt. He collapsed on top of me and we sat there resting for a minute with my cock still deep in his hole plugging my cum in him. He slowly raised off my cock and sat beside me. “That was so hot! Picturing you and your brother as I rode you!! Fuck.” “Yea it was. But it won’t happen.” I said with a resigned shrug as I got up and pulled my pants and underwear into place. “Hmmm we will see about that.” He said as he stood and walked to the attached private bathroom to drop off my kids before dressing. It was sad to know he’d not be keeping them but we couldn’t have them leaking out while we worked. I got out the salads and waters from the mini-fridge and put them on the desk. I laid everything out and sat in my chair as I buttoned up my shirt and then combed my hair so it went from looking just fucked to professional. Lenny came out and sat at the desk naked as we chatted more about Sam’s arrival and how we spent the weekend. He told me about his weekend and the guys he let breed him. My work iPad light up on the desk as the beep of Lenny’s hand held device sounded. Both signaled that the next patient had arrived. Lenny went to get them as I cleared the desk and then meet them in the exam room. The afternoon zoomed from there and when we wrapped up it was after 6. I walked with Lenny out and said goodbye at his jeep. On the drive home I found myself wondering what Sam had been up to all day. How didn’t furniture delivery go? Did his stuff from home arrive ok? I hadn’t been able to really check in. He had texted me a few times saying all was going well and to give me his Chinese order. That was all I got, nothing very detailed so it left me curious. I guess I’d find out soon. ————- I appreciate everyone being so patient and all the positive feedback. Hopefully I can get chapters done sooner but no promises, lol. Hope you all enjoy the chapter!!!

Part 3 So, there I was, standing in front of Ryan, naked, my cock harder than it had ever been. Ryan pulled his arse cheeks apart and said "Fuck me, babe!" What was I to do? I stood there for what seemed like ages, although in reality it was no more than a few seconds as various options ran through my mind. I knew it would be absolutely wrong to fuck him and put him at risk, but I also knew that I wanted nothing more at that moment than to push my cock right up his hole and fuck him as hard as I could, before giving him the breeding of his life. Ryan grinned as I moved forward and positioned my cock against his hole. A few seconds later the head of my cock was inside him and I knew there was no turning back. Although we hadn't fucked for a few days, my cock slid up him easily and I began to fuck him. It felt so good to be back up Ryan's arse and it was all I could do not to cum right up him. Ryan too seemed extra horny, I suppose because he had been away and we hadn't fucked for a while. He raised his legs further and pulled me closer, his hands on my arse as I began to fuck him harder. "Oh fuck, you have no idea how much I want this!" he moaned as I began to fuck him even harder. I was getting close now and I told him so. "Do it," he moaned "Give me what I need!" His finger found my arsehole, something that always turns me on, and he pushed it up me. That pushed me over the edge and a few seconds later I fired what felt like a massive load up him. I collapsed on top of him, both of us out of breath. I could tell that Ryan was still as horny as I was and he could feel that my dick was still hard in his arse. "Can you go again?" he asked, still out of breath "Yeah!" I moaned as I started to fuck him again, pausing only for a moment to wonder what he would think if he knew what I might just have done to him, but it was almost like I couldn't help myself, and a few seconds later I was fucking him again as he moaned and played with his cock, urging me to fuck him harder. I shot a second load up him and then we showered together, had something to eat and went to bed. I lay in Ryan's arms that night, not knowing what to think. I wanted Ryan more than anything in the world, but I knew it was going to be difficult to stop having sex with Aidan. Even the thought of Aidan's big poz cock in my arse was making me horny again, and I tried to put him out of my mind. When we woke up the next morning, we were both horny and I fucked Ryan again. I knew the more I fucked him, the more risk I might be putting him at, but I couldn't resist fucking him and firing another big load up him. Ryan was working that night and shortly after he left for his shift, I got a message from Aidan asking if I wanted him to come over and "keep me company". I thought maybe I should say to Aidan that we needed to stop what we were doing but almost as soon as he came into the room, Aidan turned round, pulled his pants and trousers down and bent over. "Why don't you come over here and lick my ass?" he said with an evil grin, "You know you want to!" Of course I did want to, and seconds later I was down behind him. I pulled his hairy arse cheeks apart and pushed my tongue right up his hole, which was even more hairy. I licked his hole for a while as he gave contented little moans and then he turned round and pushed his big cock into my mouth. "That's it," he said softly as I sucked his cock "Get it nice and ready!" A short time later, I was bent over, naked from the waist down, as Aidan fucked me and then shot another big load of poz cum right up me. Ryan was working all night and I kept Aidan's load up me and that night I had a really satisfying wank in bed. Over the next couple of weeks it was like I was two different people - I was my normal self when I was with Ryan and a totally different person when I was around Aidan - it was like I couldn't get enough of Aidan's cum in my arse, even though I knew it was almost certain that I would get knocked up by him, if I wasn't already. At the same time I was fucking Ryan, who seemed to be extra horny at that time, at every opportunity. I have to admit that a few times I fucked Ryan while I still had Aidan's load up my arse. The first time it happened by accident. I was going out for a drink with some of the guys on my team at work and I had arranged to call round at Aidan's on my way home as his partner was going to be out. Ryan was working that night and I had enjoyed more than a few drinks. I was definitely still quite drunk when I got to Aidan's and I couldn't wait for him to fuck me. He fucked me on my back with my legs in the air - one of my favourite positions - and shot a nice big load up me. I was feeling great when I got home - pleasantly drunk and enjoying the pleasant sensation of a big load of cum up my bum. I got a shock when I opened the front door and Ryan was standing in the hall. He smiled at me - apparently he had changed his shift to help out one of his colleagues. He made us some coffee and then he pulled me towards him and kissed me. I could feel his cock pushing against me and I guessed he was horny. "Let's go up to bed" he said softly I knew I would have to get rid of Aidan's load before we did anything, but when we got upstairs Ryan pulled me towards me and kissed me again. He began to undress me and soon he was down sucking my cock - something that always makes me so horny - and almost before I knew it, Ryan was on his back and I was fucking him. I fucked him hard, enjoying every minute of it as always, and almost forgot I had a load up me until I began to shoot my load up Ryan. I must have relaxed my arse a bit, because I could feel some of Aidan's cum sliding out my arsehole and down my balls just as I fired my load up Ryan. I got away with it - Ryan never noticed anything - but to be honest, the whole experience really turned me on and after that I fucked Ryan a few times with Aidan's load up my arse. It was like I was super horny all the time now and one evening I was working late on a project and after a while there was only me and Aaron, the guy from HR who had come on to me a few weeks previously. To cut a long story short, Aaron came onto me again and this time I didn't resist. We ended up in a quiet toilet on the top floor of the building where I sucked his cock and then bent over and offered him my arse. He went up me without a condom, no questions asked, and fucked me. He had a really nice thick cock and I have to say it felt really good up my arse. Aaron was fucking me harder now and I could tell he was getting close. "Can I cum in you?" he panted, and I nodded. Almost immediately I could feel his cum squirting into my arse and when he had finished he pulled out. I had assumed he would zip himself up and leave the toilet but to my surprise he bent over and pushed his arse out. "My turn!" he said with a grin I hadn't expected this, but I wasted no time in getting down behind him and pushing my tongue up his arse. I licked his hole for a while and then pushed my cock up him. His arse was incredibly tight and it didn't take me long to cum right up him. A few minutes later we were back out in the office and we were both back at our desks - his desk with a picture of his girlfriend and child on it and mine with a photo of Ryan. The following weekend we were invited to lunch with Aidan and Peter to meet one of Aidan's friends who was over from Ireland staying for a few days. Sean was about the same age as Aidan - and also very good looking - dark and hairy (a bit like Aidan). He seemed like a nice guy, but I was fairly sure from the way he looked at me that he knew what had been going on between me and Aidan. I didn't mind this, in fact, if anything it turned me on knowing that Aidan had told Sean what he had done to me and how much I had wanted it. Ryan was working that night and Peter said he had some work to do on a case he was working on - and suggested that Aidan and Sean should come over and spend the evening with me as he would be working and I would be on my own. Aidan winked at me and I knew at that moment that he had told Sean about me and that I was probably going to get two cocks up my arse that night. I wondered if Sean was HIV positive too and at the same time, ,I hoped no one would notice the erection that was now pushing out the front of my trousers. Ryan went off to work that evening and a little later, Aidan and Sean came over. As usual, Aidan didn't waste much time - he told me straight off that Sean was looking forward to fucking me and said "Why don't you pull your pants down and show him the hole he's going to be fucking!" As always, I did what Aidan asked me to - I pulled my trousers and pants down and bent over, pulling my cheeks apart to expose my arsehole to Sean. I really wanted to ask if he was HIV positive too, but I didn't need to as Aidan said casually "In case you're wondering, Sean's not on any meds either." Of course this just made me want to get fucked even more and before long I got my wish. Aidan went first and It was a real turn on, knowing that Sean was watching as Aidan pushed his poz cock up my unprotected arse and began to fuck me. I could see Sean was enjoying watching |Aidan fuck me and he got his cock out and started to wank as Aidan told him how much I loved to get fucked and to take poz loads up my cheating arse. A short time later, Aidan shot his load up me and pulled out. Almost immediately, Sean took his place. I have to say, Sean was a really good fuck and I enjoyed every minute of him fucking me. He started off slowly and then built up and soon he was giving me one of the hardest fucks I ever had. After a while he told me he was getting really close. "Shall we tell him?" asked Aidan as Sean thrust even harder up my arse. "Yeah, I guess we should," panted Sean "Tell me what?" I asked. I already knew Sean was HIV positive and not on meds, so I couldn't think what they were going to tell me. "They think he's acquired a strain of HIV that's resistant to drugs." Aidan said casually Just at that moment, Sean started to cum right up my arse, and I shot my load out in front of me, without even touching my cock. What had I done? I'd love to say that I came to my senses at this point and didn't have any more to do with Aidan or Sean, but, as you've probably guessed, nothing could be further from the truth! I couldn't wait to repeat the experience and I got fucked by both Aidan and Sean several times over that weekend. We had some really horny experiences - they took turns fucking me and loading me and one time Sean was fucking me when Aidan stepped up behind him and pushed his cock up Sean's arse. I had never experienced anything like this before and when Sean came in me, he pulled out and Aidan went up me, adding his load to Sean's a short time later. Later that night, I fucked Ryan, both loads still up my arse. I had another narrow escape the following evening. Ryan had been working all day and had stayed on late to cover for someone who was running late and was really tired when he came home. I made him some coffee and he decided to go to bed. He fell asleep almost immediately and just then I got a message from Aidan saying that Paul was out if I wanted to come over. A short later, Aidan, Sean and I were all naked and I was riding Sean's big cock. Aidan put some lube on his cock and moved in behind Sean. I wasn't sure what he was going to do at first - then he pushed his cock against my arse as Sean pulled me forward. At first it felt like I was being split in two as Aidan pushed his cock slowly up my arse next to Sean's. I didn't think there was any way I could take two cocks up my arse at the same time, but I managed it and soon I was enjoying it. Sean came first, closely followed by Aidan and once again I had two loads of dirty cum up my arse. I got dressed quickly as I didn't want to be out too long but as I made my way across to our house, it felt like my arse was gaping and I knew I wasn't going to be able to keep their loads up me for much longer. I fumbled with the key in the lock and made my way to the kitchen, which had a tiled floor. I undid my belt, quickly pulled my pants and trousers down and squatted, just as two loads of cum splattered out on to the floor. I heaved a sigh of relief, but just then a light went on upstairs and I heard Ryan's voice "You alright, babe," he called "Yes," I called back "I'll be up in a moment." I was lucky he didn't come downstairs and I quickly cleaned up the kitchen and made my way upstairs to join him. A couple of days later I started feeling unwell. I thought I would be ok once I got to work but once I got to the office I started feeling much worse. I felt hot and feverish - I had once had the flu, and this felt similar, but much worse. I knew I would have to go home and I also knew something else - this was probably what they called "the fuck flu." What was I going to do now? I decided to concentrate on getting myself home and somehow I did. I knew Ryan had the day off and I just wanted to see him. I entered the house quietly - wondering what I had done and what the fuck I was going to say to Ryan? He wasn't about downstairs and as I began to climb the stairs I heard voices. Not just voices - I heard the unmistakeable sound of two guys fucking. Surely it couldn't be Ryan? On the floor outside the bedroom I saw a pair of jeans and pants, which I knew did not belong to Ryan, and then I heard his voice from inside the bedroom. "Oh God, fuck me, fuck me!" Another voice said "You want it?" "Oh yes, fuck yes," came Ryan's voice "Do it, breed me, fucking breed me...give me a fucking baby!" This couldn't be happening! Not Ryan! Then I heard Aidan's voice saying "Good boy -take that dirty load right up your cunt!" I knew now what I was going to see when I entered the bedroom and sure enough the first thing I saw was Ryan's naked arse, riding on a big hairy cock. But it wasn't Aidan's cock he was riding as I had thought- Aidan was watching and wanking, but it was Sean who was breeding Ryan as I walked into the room - Sean who was not only HIV positive and not on meds, but who had a strain of HIV that was resistant to meds. I was feeling really feverish now. I didn't know what to think, or what to do as I stood there watching Sean breed Ryan with his resistant strain. But I knew one thing - I had just cum in my pants.

My first bath house was the Saint Mark's Baths on East 8th in NYC's East Village, which kind of tells you what a 🦕 🦖 I am 😂

Like, 11 with around….55yo neighbor…..which I then hung out with for 5/6 years lol

At right around 8" I've popped a few bottoms "second hole" and at least some of them remained hard. I've also had my "second hole" popped a few times, I've been fucked by a handful of guys who were 11"+ and have definitely not been permanently neutered. There is definitely resistance, and momentary pain when I've had it happen as a bottom, followed by intense pleasure. I would say the permanently neutered half is myth.

As we walked inside it didn't occur to me we were both still naked. I stopped and asked him to go back and he said, don't worry about it. Let's stay naked tonight together. I smiled back at him. We went inside and he started to pull out the salad from the fridge and I got the wine and plates and brought the pizza box to the table. I sat on the dinner table chair and felt cum start to flow out of my ass. "Oh crap sorry. Cum is leaking out of me" I said "Its ok relax. Its natural. I just came in you." he said scooping it up and sticking it in my mouth. I was more than willing then we kissed. We ate and shared our day. I gave more details of my visit at the clinic. After finishing dinner we cleaned up and went on the couch in the living room. It was more of a sofa so we were right next to each other drinking beer. "So how do you feel now" Rick asked "Confused and emotional" I said I told him that I felt for Jane and will try and call her later tonight. But more at the forefront of my brain was that I had taken to loads from him and I had PEP and wasn't sure what to do next. "Do you think this is what you wanted?" Rick asked "You mean having someone fuck me with HIV and cum in me?" I asked "Ok we can start there. Tell me more" Rick said "If you asked me that before I moved in here or even last week I would say hell no. But then I had never had sex with another man before. Until I met you." I said. He reached out and put his hand on mine. I went on to share that I had some sex with men before which made me realize maybe I liked it but never did it for social or other reasons. I mean I liked fucking girls and eating pussy but maybe I'd never truly tried sex with men, I didn't know what I was missing. I paused for a few seconds. "But the more accurate question for me is - Do you mean if I wanted you to fuck me and cum in me. That's where it gets complicated" I said softly like a girl admitting feelings for her man. He squeezed my hand and moved his hand to rest on my thigh. My hand moved onto his. "Go on" Rick said softly "I feel so connected with you this last week. You have awakened so many feelings, thoughts, desires, sexual experiences." I said "And I am attracted to you. I find you handsome and sexy. You arouse me like haven't been before. You make me feel beautiful and sexy. I want to give myself to you so much. I am just scared. "i said "I understand that fear. I had it too. I feel for you Dan. You are so handsome and beautiful. Your body is so sexy and tight. "Go on" he said "I feel taking your cum in me is a way to get a stronger connection to you and honestly a way to give myself to you" I said to him. I felt like a bride giving her virginity to a man for the first time. "But I am scared of getting HIV then AIDS. I don't know I am torn. I feel like I shouldn't want that" I said "Want what? Be specific" he said he pulled away his hand. I paused and thought for a minute. He waited patiently not touching me at all. "I am scared of your HIV positive cum in me..and...." I said not finishing but going on to my next thought "Can I ask about Jeff. How did you meet him and you said he waited so long?" I said "I get you being scared. As for Jeff its a bit of a story" Rick said He went on to tell me he met Jeff on an online hook up app. Rick's profile showed he was an unmedicated POZ with a high viral load. My eyes got wide when I heard that, not sure why. Maybe fear as it settled in that he had a high viral load. Jeff wanted to hook up and take his seed. Rick wanted him to make sure he knew what he was getting into as once they met there was no turning back. They met for coffee and Rick asked him for his ID. He faked his 19 yr old age online as he was only 17. Rick ended the meeting shortly after telling him once he made 18 in a few months they could meet again. Jeff would try and chat with Rick. He also bought access to Rick's photos including his huge cock and one showing him shoot a huge load. Rick would respond on a occasion. Rick finally met with him a day after he turned 18. They met and talked about fucking and Rick pozzing him. Rick made sure on what Jeff wanted. Did he just want to fuck bare (only option and poz cum included) or did he want to make sure to convert or something else. They were different things. Jeff was just horny and wanted to clearly fuck. He wasn't sure or didn't think that far about converting. Rick said Jeff was super horny and at least wanted to suck his cock. So they went back to Rick's car and made Jeff blow him off in the car. It was his first time taking a cock that huge and he gagged and choked but finally got most of it down and Rick came in his mouth and made him swallow. While he was blowing Rick, he put his finger down into his ass which was tight but felt like he wasn't a virgin. Jeff said he used a couple of small toys before to get off. After Rick told him he will be in touch. Over the next few week they chatted online. Rick said he wanted to make sure the kid really knew what he was getting into. He told him to go to BZ and not just read the hot stories but real-life accounts of what it is like to really be HIV positive. It isn't a fairy tale. It is real life. Jeff agreed and did so. He said he loved the sight and jacked off to the fiction and stories but also read those with HIV IRL. Rick told me he wanted to make sure Jeff knew what he was getting into if Rick was going to breed him. Finally the day came, actually that night I saw Rick fuck Jeff. "Can I ask why he said make him pregnant. Guys don't get pregnant." I asked Rick laughed, "Yes guys don't get pregnant in that sense but when a POZ top cums in a bottom, his DNA attaches to the bottom's body and infects his body and marks him. In some ways if he converts the bottom its like an egg and sperm creating something the bottom's body" Rick said "And that is what Jeff wanted to have my charged seed in him converting him" Rick continued "So if you convert me your DNA would be in me forever?" I asked "Yes it would be. I would always be a part of you and the virus would be both our DNA in you. I would impregnate you with my DNA. That's the pregnant part" Rick said looking at Dan. "That sounds wonderful but I am still confused. It is still HIV" I said "I don't know what's going on with me. A week or so ago I was straight with a gf now I have been fucked twice by you and have your POZ cum in me" I said "How does that make you feel" Rick asked "I don't know" I replied "Really, you sure", Rick said sternly "Perhaps the nurse at the clinic was right. Maybe you wanted my POZ cum in you. Making you pregnant." Rick said his hand on my thigh "No. That's not true, I don't want HIV" I said back starting to tear. "Are you sure", Rick said "Your body tells me otherwise" Rick said "Look at the precum leaking on you" he continued I looked down my cock was rock hard and throbbing, precum was leaking down my cock onto my balls and the couch. "Its ok to my POZ seed in you. Your body wants to have it. Its okay to be turned on to it" Rick whispered in my ear Rick how had his finger between my legs and my opened up to him spreading my legs and lifting my ass of the couch to give him access. We started to make out. "You don't have to decide right now, lets just enjoy the moment" Rick said I kissed him back and let go. Jane crossed my mind for a second and I felt bad but Rick was my main passion right now and he had me as his.

Picture two asses getting fucked side by side and you’re down there licking that wet dick as it pulls out.

Here's my dick. Post it everywhere so I'm famous.

Yes! It was at Steamworks in Seattle...had several guys fuck my butt and I never saw any of them...one guy kept licking my thighs, too and saying "meaty," loud enough for me to hear...LOL!

My dick. Anyone want it?

Mine.

I don’t allow my fags to touch their cocks while we are fucking. They really shouldn’t touch it at all when in my presence. It’s a 2 player game. My cock and their hole. If the fuck causes a handsfree orgasm that is ok. That’s great, as long as the bottom realizes that we are not finished until the top(s) cum, and cum as many times as they want. If a bottom cannot continue taking cock after an orgasm he should absolutely not cum. If he can, then I’m agnostic on the topic. His orgasm is irrelevant. He is there to serve the top(s), give pleasure, and receive sperm.

Hey guys, absolutely loving the forum and community. And I am very excited to meet and connect with you all ( bottom and vers brothers and the raw TOPS 😛. Yesterday through I got this message after posting enthusiastically around the platform. "You have reached the maximum number of posts you can make per day." I suppose that is coz I only started to get active here recently How do I bring the amount of forum action up or is there a way that I can improve my status?