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Last weekend I was out of town, went to a nearby-ish location where I've been many times to just unwind for a couple days, and you know... Usual stuff, enjoying the surrounding areas, bars, and I usually end my getaway going to a good old bathhouse I know there. I think I've posted about it before, it's a place targeted mainly to mature (+45 and older) men, and well... Usually when I go there I take a whole afternoon to enjoy the place, maybe some beers, maybe some cocks, some holes... Whatever the day brings. Most times you can see mostly workers, as there are some construction sizes nearby. I've sucked and swallowed loads from many industrial men there, I've even swallowed a couple piss loads in the past, I also started receiving loads deep in my guts months ago as well, and fuck! The kind of men you may find there are one of the main reasons I always go back everytime I'm in the area... This time I went a bit later than usual, and to my surprise it was somewhat packed... Saw a couple men I definitely wanted to do smth with as soon as I changed into a towel... Got a room, and went walking around to hunt something... Then, there was this dude... 20something, maybe 23? 25? kind of... Face too cute, and a bit too young for what I usually find there... You could tell he pumps some iron, had a decent cock as well, and fuck... Why not? Took him to my bedroom, and started deeply tongue kissing, he then started licking my armpits and FUCK! I knew that was a good catch... Sucked his nipples till making him moan like a dog in heat... Licked his pits as well, and he definitely loved it! Fuck! Good to find out a young dude with hairy armpits, he had the right amount of hair and the right amount of sweat, took my time to lick him clean while also pinching his nipples or grabbing his cock, and then I got on my knees and started deepthroating him. Good size, not too thick, but had a delicious mushroom head I enjoyed sucking, licking, kissing, and deepthroating. His balls were massive and completely shaven so fuuuck... Licked and sucked those as if my life depended on it... That dude was oozing gallons of precum. Hehehe he even asked me where I learned to suck it that way. When he was about to cum he stopped and started sucking my cock. I forced mine straight to the back of his throat... Hearing him gagging and trying to breathe was so fucking perfect. I ordered him to lick my balls, and fuck! I enjoyed spitting on his face while he was doing it, and slapping him as hard as possible... He was delighted as he thanked me every time I slapped him. Even made him kiss my feet, and you could easily tell that dude has a kind of submissive side, as he asked me to put one of my feet on his back while he was kissing the other one... He stopped for a sec and asked me if I had an issue with him smoking a bit of weed, I said no, and he took out of a tiny handbag he had on a little. little pipe, lighted it and took a couple puffs, I took a couple from that pipe as well, and then he asked me if he could rim me... Hadn't been rimmed in a long time, so, yes! FUCK! That dude rimmed me like a true professional... His tongue was flat at first, and then with the tip of his tongue he did like circles around my hole before tongue-fucking me... I was in a cloud. That dude took turns between rimming me and smoking his pipe... He was indeed getting high, something that doesn't bother me though, I couldn't ask for something better... Till he started rubbing his cock against my bare hole... He told me he had poppers in case I needed it, and he didn't have to ask me twice. He tried to put a condom on but I told him that if he was going to fuck me, he had to either breed me or feed me his cum... Same if I was going to fuck him. He agreed, so, I assumed the position, and once he put his cock in my hole, huffed from that fucking bottle as hard as I could and FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! That dude felt amazing deep in my guts. Hadn't been popperfucked in a while and that felt like if it was the very first time... He was enjoying it as fuck as well as he loved to take it all out and shove it back in all at once... Feeling how his balls hit mine was tremendous. My ass was already in sweet, delicious pain when he said he wanted to cum... Told him not a problem... He started pounding me really hard, and when he started cumming, HE PULLED OUT! Fuck! I made him go back in, fortunately I could get some of his cum inside, then I made him get on his knees and cummed on his face. When we were recovering I asked him why did he pull out at first, he said "he had a bit of a panic attack" when cumming because "you know man... you may catch something..." I chuckled and couldn't help but thinking how you may rim, kiss, suck, fuck, lick another man, let him slap you, let him spit on your face, actually swallowing his spit, getting high in front of him before fucking him... but somehow you draw the line as actually breeding the guy even when you're fucking him raw! ... Anyway, exchanged numbers, went to the showers to clean myself up a bit, and went back up to my bedroom to take some rest before hunting another one... Sucked a couple more, swallowed one, the other one cummed on my chest but I tasted his cum anyway, and then when I was finally leaving I saw my first dude kissing another man down one of the hallways... Pretty sure he stayed there for a while that night. Not sure if texting him, but I'd like him to fuck me some more. Opinions? Comments?

Yesterday I had 8 loads at a cruising spot In Mexico City called Sexto Piso. I was just showing my ass in the dark room and guys would go in and contribute

Met them again last night, spent the night with them using me any way possible and specially pounding my hole. Feels like most of the night I was either DP'd or fisted and my hole is just buzzing for more now! they added 7 loads total in my hole plus 2 piss loads which they fucked me with in the shower haha loved cleaning them after 🐷 now for my morning gym session with a plugged hole and smelling of cum and sex

Hey everyone, sorry again for the long gap between chapters. Who knows when there will be another update to the story after this chapter, so hopefully you all enjoy this installment. It isn't an excuse, but it felt like this was a big moment so I was intimidated at trying to get it 'right'. Well I don't know if I got it right or not, but at least now I finally got it done. As always please feel free to message me if you want to chat. I'm much quicker to respond to messages than I am to post new chapters. So without further ado, here is Part 7. *** Freshman Project: Jason (Part 7) Blake grabbed Jason’s hand after they left the bar and headed towards the rave. Holding hands with another male, walking down the street for all to see, while he wore a leather collar made Jason feel more uncomfortable than he had while standing in the middle of the bar in just a jockstrap and the collar. It was one thing to be almost naked inside a gay bar where only other gay people would know he was gay, but being obviously gay out in public was a fairly new experience, his second of the night after Blake had kissed him at the train station. Blake sensed Jason’s nervousness. It was the boy’s first trip to San Francisco and he knew while Jason was starting to accept his purpose was to please men, the boy still was ashamed at being gay. It would take some time for the boy to overcome his own internalized homophobia, but the rave and the ecstasy would help take care of that. Nothing helped these young closeted twinks accept their gayness like rolling hard surrounded by a bunch of other queers doing the same. The rave was being held in a dilapidated old two-story industrial building in an alley a few blocks from the bar. The entrance was through a gate on the side that opened to a long walkway down the side of the building. Jason could hear the base THUMP THUMP THUMP of the music echoing down the walkway from the door. There were around twenty people waiting in line down the walkway. Most were in the late teens or early twenties and it was heavily slanted towards guys, with about only a quarter of the people in line being women. Blake continued to hold Jason’s hand, leading him past those waiting in line. Jason noticed that several of them seemed to recognize Blake and give him a wave or a nod as he passed. “Hey Blake, can you hook me up tonight?” asked one of the young men near the front of the line. He was probably around twenty-five, skinny, wavy dark hair, and Latino. Blake and the man bumped fists. “Sorry Jake, not tonight, but Aiden should be inside, I’m sure he can take care of you,” answered Blake then he continued on to the door, dragging Jason along behind him. The guy collecting money at the door just stepped aside and let Blake through, giving him a nod a “hey” as he passed. There was a large man, early thirties, built like a linebacker, wearing a tight fitting black t-shirt with ‘SECURITY’ in yellow letters across the front, standing off to the side keeping an eye on things. Blake stopped in front of him and they bumped fists. “Mark, this is my boyfriend Jason. Jason, this is Mark, if anyone is hassling you or you can’t find me, get Mark, he’ll take care of you,” said Blake making the introduction. “Um, okay, hi Mark,” stumbled Jason. Mark just nodded, his eyes briefly looking at the young twink before returning to scanning the line and keeping an eye on the door. There was something about Blake introducing him to the security guy that made Jason feel less nervous. He felt like Blake was really looking out for him and knew he was a bit scared and overwhelmed with the whole situation, but he also wondered if it meant that Blake was planning on leaving him alone for a while like he did at the bar; perhaps to spend time with Aiden since he heard Blake mention the slutty twink was already inside. Jason laughed at himself as he realized the pot gummy was causing him a bit of anxiety and to overthink everything. Blake gave Jason a look, “What’s so funny?” “Nothing, I just realized I’m really stoned,” laughed Jason. Blake joined in the laughter. “Oh just you wait baby until that E kicks. Let’s got our clothes off and checked into the coat check,” said Blake over the pounding base of the music. They went through a set of double doors into a small lobby area that had several couches and chairs. There was small coat check area set up in what looked like an old supply closet off to one side. There was a hallway that led further into the building where the music was coming from and a door off opposite the coat check that had a “Staff Only” spray painted on it. Blake led Jason over to one of the couches, “Okay strip down to your jock and remove your plug. I don’t want it getting lost here if you want me to fuck you tonight.” Jason’s cock twitched in its cage at the thought of finally getting to take Blake’s cock and losing his virginity. He both wanted it and was still a bit scared at everything he knew it meant. Blake had never said it directly, but Jason was pretty sure that Blake was positive and wanted to infect him. The upperclassman always talked about fucking him raw, breeding him, giving him his seed, making him his forever, but except for during the gay men’s discussion group, Blake never talked about PrEP. He had also made some dismissive comments regarding PrEP, such as if you were going to take meds everyday what did matter if the pill was to prevent HIV or to treat it, that sluts were going to get it eventually and it wasn’t a big deal. The stoned freshman heard Blake saying something but he missed it, “Huh?” “Damn boy, you’re high. I said you might as well take the cage off as well. The ecstasy will keep you soft and if you’re like most guys, you’ll want to touch your limp little useless cock while your rolling,” said Blake. Jason blushed. He did as Blake instructed, stripping down to just his jockstrap and collar then pulling the plug out. There were several other guys in the room and he could feel their eyes on him as he stripped down and pulled a butt plug out of his ass. He pulled the front of his rainbow jockstrap down and presented his locked cage to his Master. This was both humiliating and hot at the same time. “Uh, if ecstasy makes you soft, how are you going to fuck me,” Jason asked as he waited for Blake to remove his cage. “Don’t you worry my little slut in training. What chemicals can take away, they can also give back,” joked Blake as he reached down and expertly unlocked and removed Jason’s chastity cage while he looked into the boy’s eyes. Jason smiled then looked away. He saw a couple guys also stripping off their outer clothes while watching him. When they saw him look their way they smiled, and one of them gave him a thumbs up. Jason looked away conflicted, his desire for being a slut was at war with his religious upbringing. He kept expecting everyone around him to be judging him and condemning him to hell. Instead though he kept sensing that they either wanted him or were jealous of him for being with Blake. It was all confusing and a bit overwhelming but he took a deep breath and turned his focus back to Blake. Blake put Jason’s clothes, plug, and cage into his backpack then stripped down himself. He pulled off his jeans to reveal a blue and black spandex set of skin tight shorts that had a zippered pouch for his junk. The waistband had the brand name “Cellblock 13” printed across it. Other than the shorts and his shoes, Blake removed the rest of his clothes. He then pulled a thigh bag out of the backpack and put his and Jason’s wallets and phones in the bag along with a bottle of lube and small plastic baggie that had a couple pills in it into the bag. Blake saw Jason’s questioning look, “Boosters for about an hour and half after we start feeling the effects.” After Blake had turned in the backpack at coat check he grabbed Jason’s hand and led him down the hallway towards the main room of the rave. The music got louder as the approached the doors at end of the hallway. Blake pushed the doors opened and led Jason into the main hall. There were around fifty people already out dancing. The DJ was up on a loft overlooking the room. Blake spotted Aiden standing off to the side of the dance floor. He led Jason over. Aiden was dressed in very tight pink booty shorts, a tight pink tank top that said “Party Boy” in silver glittery letters across the chest. He had a neon yellow fanny back across his waist. “Hey Blake, hey Jason,” he said as the pair approached him. Jason nodded and awkwardly replied, “Hey Aiden.” “Hey Aide,” said Blake then leaned in and gave Aiden a quick kiss while reaching around with his free hand to squeeze the twink’s ass. “Jake Hernandez is in line and will be looking to score some when he gets inside. I told him to look for you,” he said after the quick kiss. “I’ll get him for you, Daddy,” said Aiden. The boy turned and smiled at Jason and gently ran his hand down the other twink’s smooth chest, “Have fun tonight, I’m so jealous of you, but I can’t wait until were brothers. We’re going to have so much fun getting in trouble together, I just know it.” Jason blushed, “Uh thanks.” He wondered what Aiden meant by being brothers, did Blake poz Aiden as well. He noticed the boy’s eyes were all pupils. He guessed Aiden was on something, probably E as well. Aiden turned and walked away. Jason noticed that Aiden had a tramp stamp on the small of his back, it was a bio hazard symbol that had wings coming out of it the spread across his lower back, just above his low riding booty shorts. “Let’s go dance,” said Blake as he pulled Jason towards the middle of the dance floor. The first part of the building had been cool, but the main hall was warm and Jason was beginning to sweat a little. He noticed a lot of guys and a few girls checking him out. There were a couple other guys in just jockstraps, but almost everyone else had more clothes on than he did. Blake turned and faced him when they got out in the middle of the dance floor. “You look so sexy,” he said as leaned in then kissed the freshman. The jock reach down and grabbed Jason’s naked butt cheeks. He moved his and Jason’s hips to the music, rubbing the boy’s ass cheeks as he guided him. Jason was feeling euphoric. He was feeling happier than he ever had before in his life. He recognized that the ecstasy must be starting to hit him. He smiled and started running his hands over the swimmer’s smooth muscular pecs as the pair danced. He looked up at Blake, his master, he got so excited thinking about that. He would do anything to please him. He wanted to be just a hole that pleased Blake and other men. The sexy upperclassman had awakened all the pent up sexuality he had hidden during his conservative religious upbringing. His only outlet previously was a few times he had been able to use the family computer when no one was home, being careful to use private tabs and make sure there was nothing to find in the browser history. He always started off looking at fairly tame videos, young jocks jerking off, but he quickly would go down a rabbit hole of debauchery and end up shooting his load to guys getting used hard in gangbangs, always raw and taking loads. He had been so turned on back at the bar with having to service a man he had just met. He was eager to explore the world that had previously only existed in his fantasies, but that Blake was now guiding him towards. Blake looked down at Jason and smiled, the boy was reacting just as he had expected. He had come to college an uptight prude, brainwashed by his family and small town culture. All it took to awaken the submissive little boy whore inside him was to give him attention and use some substances to help get him to break his conditioning. There was something special about Jason though. Blake felt a stronger connection with him then he did with the first couple of guys he had seduced and converted. It was almost like every time he did this, he ended up with stronger feelings for his brothers. Blake still cared for Aiden. If he had to pick a best friend, it would be Aiden. The military brat had taken a little bit more effort to overcome his inhibitions, but once he had been shown that his true purpose in life was to be a cum dump, he had thanked Blake for showing him a whole new world and been happy to share that world with Blake, but he Aiden would never be quite as submissive as Jason, the boy had too much brat in him. Brats were fun, but Blake liked how naturally submissive Jason was turning out to be. “Thank you Blake,” said Jason as he ran his hand up along Blake’s chest and onto his neck. This broke the jock out of his self reflection. “For what?” asked Blake. “For everything, and for being my first,” said Jason. The younger boy reversed the course of his hand, running it down Blake’s torso and ending at his crotch. He groped Blake’s bulge. “I would so love to be your first, to claim you as mine, to be connected with you forever,” said Blake as Jason rubbed the pouch of his shorts. “But do you know what that means?” he asked looking down into Jason’s eyes which had been taken over by his pupils as the E was in full effect at this point. Jason leaned in and pressed himself against the jock’s smooth sweaty body, “Yes, I want to be your slut, I want to be fucked by you and anyone you let use me. I want to be a cum dump that takes anyone’s load, but I want you to be my first, and I want you to be the one that pozzes me. I want that connection with you. I want to have a part of you in me always and forever.” Blake hugged the boy tight and leaned down to kiss him. The two lovers made out in the middle of the dance floor, rubbing their sweaty bodies against each other, their tongues alternating trying to see how far they could penetrate the other’s mouth, their hands running over each other’s backs and asses. Jason could feel Blake’s cock get hard in his skin tight shorts and ground his stomach against it as hard as he could. He moaned into Blake’s mouth as he felt the jock’s finger press into his asshole. Blake pulled his finger out, broke the kiss, and brought his finger to Jason’s mouth. Jason opened his mouth without even thinking about it and sucked on the finger that had just been in his ass as Blake shoved it in, “Here, taste your virgin ass for one last time.” Jason gave a muffled “Yes Sir” as he sucked on the finger. “Good Boy,” said Blake. “Let’s go somewhere more comfortable,” he said as he pulled his finger out and grabbed Jason’s hand. He led the boy past a bouncer at the base of a set of stairs. The bouncer gave Blake a nod of recognition. They went up the stairs to the loft and past the where the DJ was playing. He grabbed a couple water bottles from a case sitting next to the DJ table. There were several couches and mattresses set up in the dimly lit area behind the DJ table. He saw Aiden was up here, sucking on the cock of Jake, the young latino man that had called out to Blake from the line. Jake was heating up a glass pipe with a torch lighter. Jake put the smoke filled pipe up to his lips and sucked the smoke out. He held it in his longs for a minute then blew a cloud of smoke into Aiden’s face, “This is great shit. Thanks Aiden.” Aiden just moaned around the guy’s cock. Blake pulled Jason to a couch that was opposite to the couch were Aiden was giving the blowjob. He sat down and pulled Jason to the spot next to him. “Here, drink this, you need to stay hydrated. It will help keep you from overheating,” ordered Blake as he handed Jason one of the water bottles. “Thanks,” replied Jason as he took the water bottle, opened it, and started drinking. His eyes had adjusted more to the low light and he could see there were probably about a dozen people in the loft. There were a few sitting on the couches and talking, making out, smoking, or some combination of the three, like Aiden and Jake. The rest were grouped up in two’s or three’s on the mattresses having sex. There was one male, male, female threesome, and one male female couple with the rest being all guys. Blake finished his water then reached down and lowered the zipper on his shorts to free his cock which had been straining against its confinement. Jason saw and immediately slipped off the couch and moved between Blake’s legs. He swallowed a gulp of water then set the bottle down so he could use both hands on Blake’s magnificent cock. He looked up at Blake, his eyes filled with desire. “Suck it Boy,” said Blake, giving Jason the command the boy wanted. Jason lowered his head and put his mouth on the head of Blake’s beautiful nine and half inch cock. It felt wonderful in his mouth. He reached up with his hands and gently stroked the shaft with one hand as he fondled the jock’s smooth balls with the other. The physical sensations were more intense then he had ever experienced. All his nerves were alive. The feeling of the cock against his lips and tongue, the smooth shaft and balls against his fingertips. Blake was rolling himself, he enjoyed the soft wetness of Jason’s mouth. He reached out and ran his fingers through the boy’s hair. Blake loved being high, be it from pot, ecstasy, cocaine, or meth; it didn’t matter he loved them all. The only thing he loved more than being high was having sex while being high. It was hard to keep track of time while rolling, but what after seemed to like both hours and just a few minutes, Blake pulled up on Jason’s arms, “Stand up Boy,” he commanded. Jason stood up in front of Blake who remained sitting on the couch. Blake put his hands on the boy’s slim hips and said “Tonight you have my permission to play with yourself. You may or may not be able to orgasm, E hits everyone a little different. If you do feel like you are going to cum, just tell me, you already have my permission to cum if you can. Got it Boy?” “Yes Sir,” answered Jason. Blake hooked Jason’s jockstrap waistband with his fingers and slid it down the boy’s legs. Jason stepped out of it and almost instantly his hand was in his crotch, feeling his soft cock and balls, fondling them with his hand. Blake stood up, grabbed Jason’s free hand and led him over to one of the open mattresses. He pulled the freshman down onto the mattress. Blake positioned Jason on his back and lay on top of the smaller boy, he wanted to look into Jason’s eyes as he took the boy’s virginity. He kissed him as as he ground his hard cock against the freshman. Blake broke the kiss and looked into the Jason’s eyes, they were all pupils as the boy was rolling hard. “You ready? You want to become mine and take my toxic load?” He asked. “Yes Sir, please I knew since I started high school that this was what was going to happen. I’m a faggot and all faggots get it eventually, that’s what our preacher always said. I want it and I want it to be you that gives it to me, prove him right,” whispered Jason as he looked up at Blake. He wanted to be connected with this adonis forever. Blake kept his chest pressed down against the smaller boy pinning him to the mattress then used his knees to spread Jason’s thin legs apart. Jason instinctively reacted to the by raising his legs up and wrapped them around Blake’s waist. Blake reached into his thigh pouch and pulled out the tube of lube. With practiced ease, he fished the tube of lube out with one hand, popped the lid, and squirted some into his hand. He let the tube of lube slip out of his hand then stroked his cock, covering it with the slick gel. Blake kissed Jason again as he lined the head of his cock up with the twink’s hole and pressed it into him. Jason moaned into his mouth. The feeling of a real cock entering him after all the dildos and plugs was fantastic. The ecstasy was also making every physical sensation more intense. He had gotten so used to having something in his ass, that there was no pain as Blake slid into him. What he wasn’t used to was the length, Blake’s cock pressed into deeper than any of the toys ever had. Waves of pleasure washed over Jason as he lay there pinned under Blake, with his cock pressed into him. When Blake started making slow long strokes in and out of him. This was way better than when he had been stoned and Blake used a toy to loosen him up. The feeling of Blake’s cock working his hole was the best feeling he had ever experienced. Blake switched and started fucking him to the pulsing beat of the house music blasting from the speakers downstairs. Jason lost track of time and his world narrowed to him, Blake’s body pressing against him, the music, and the pleasure from the hard cock thrusting in and out of his ass. Blake new it was going to take him a while to cum while he was enjoying his own trip. The Viagra kept him hard, but it did not make it any easier to orgasm. He lifted himself off Jasen and manhandled Jason so the twink was on his hands and knees. He relubed his cock than shoved it hard, pulling the boy’s hips back against him as he thrust in. Jasen let out a gasp as Blake’s long thick cock slammed in harder and deeper than it had been when he was on his back. “Yeah, take my cock slut. You’re no longer a virgin, soon you’ll be letting anyone I want fuck you like this, won’t you slut?” said Blake, no longer being gentle. “Yes, Sir, fuck, me, Sir,” said Jason in between his grunts as the large cock kept slamming into him. The DJ transitioned to a new song and soon the song sampled some lyrics from 2 Live Crew, “Face down, ass up, that’s the way we like to fuck” echoed from the dance floor below. Blake looked over at the DJ and giving him a nod and a smile. He leaned forward and pressed down on Jason’s shoulders, “Yeah bitch, face down ass up, that’s that way I like to fuck.” Jason complied, resting his face and chest down on the mattress as he arched his back to keep ass up for his Master. The new position changed the angle of the cock as it entered him and created new sensations that felt like jolts of electricity radiating outward from his ass. They fucked in this position for awhile, Jason was feeling sore from arching his back but he didn’t complain. Eventually Blake pulled out, applied fresh lube, then lay down on his back. He held his stiff 9.5” uncut thick cock up. “Ride my cock Boy, work my load out of me, I’m getting close,” ordered Blake. Jason climbed up and straddled the jock’s smooth crotch. He put his hands on the swimmer’s smooth chest and positioned his ass over Blake’s cock. He lowered himself until he felt the head pressing against his taint. Blake adjusted the angle and found the boy’s loose hole and lined himself up. Jason felt the head press against his hole and lowered himself onto the toxic cock until he was resting on Blake’s crotch. Out of the corner of his eye, Jason saw Aiden has setting a few feet away, he turned towards him. The other twink had his phone in his hand and was recording him and Blake fucking. Blake noticed Jason become distracted and looked over to where Jason was looking. He smiled at Aiden then sat up a bit, put his hand behind Jason’s neck and pulled him down towards him, “I asked Aiden to record this, I want a copy of this fuck, I want us both to be able to watch this together in the future and see how hot it was for me to claim you.” “Yes Sir,” responded Jason, already conditioned to accept whatever Blake wanted. “Good Boy,” said Blake then thrust upwards with his cock to remind Jason what they were doing. “Now get to riding and I want you to beg me to give you my load, beg me to poz you.” Jason looked down at Blake and started slowly moving up and down on the young man’s thick cock. He leaned back a little, bracing himself with one hand behind him and using his other hand to play with his still soft dick. “Please Sir, give me your toxic load, breed me, poz me, make me yours,” begged Jason as he bounced up and down on his Master’s cock. He completely forgot about Aiden filming him and did not notice as the other twink moved so he was now in front of them capturing all the action as Jason begged to get pozzed. Blake tightened his grip on Jason’s hips as he reached his orgasm. “Fuck yeah Boy, you’re mine now, take this charged load! I’m going to get your pregnant, knock up your virgin ass and make you mine!” He shouted out as his cock started pulsing and pumping out his unmediated load into Jason’s unprotected no longer virgin ass. What felt like bolts of electricity radiated out from Jason’s ass as he experienced an anal orgasm. A small amount of liquid dripped out of his still limp cock as Blake’s spasming cock pounded against his prostate. The newly deflowered freshman dropped his head down next to Blake’s as they both lay there panting. The music of the rave was still pounding through them and he heard a faint whisper in his ear from Blake, “I love you Jason.”

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Apologies for the long gaps in new chapters. I work full time and have a partner that needs taking care of. I get into funks where it is hard for me to find the energy to write but I do intend to finish this story before I die. Fortunately I have quite a few years. This chapter doesn't have a lot of penetrative sex, but it sets up tings to come/cum. I find I enjoy writing the story more than the blow by blow of sex. Hope you still find it erotic. **** Freshman Project: Jason (Part 6) The routine for the next two weeks was basically a repeat of that first Monday session. Jason came over every other day for training. Blake always found some reason to discipline Jason and the boy was learning to enjoy the mix of pleasure and pain that resulted from the spankings or from the flogger that Blake used on his back. One of the reasons to punish the twink is when he had his first hands free cum while getting fucked with a dildo. He had tried to ask permission, but Blake had denied it while still continuing to work the boy’s prostate. After that session, Blake had locked up Jason’s small cock in a chastity cage, telling him that it was to constantly remind him that his purpose was to provide pleasure to real men like Blake and not to be focused on his own pleasure. Blake also introduced Jason to bondage during the second week by tying the boy to the bed and blindfolding him. First Jason was tied face down while his ass was worked over by a larger dildo than he had previously taken. This one, which Jason was not allowed to see, was actually one that was a custom made model from a cast of Blake’s cock. Seeing the boy be able to take ‘his cock’ with just a little bit of discomfort convinced Blake the freshman was ready for the real thing. Also during the sessions, Blake was working on by the boy’s mind. Telling him what a good slut he was, and how it was his purpose in life to be fucked by real men. Blake told him that he would never be satisfied with just one cock, he would need a constant stream of cock to satisfy his ass. At the end of their session on Thursday night of the second week, Blake had Jason sit down next to him on the couch. “So Jason, our session is over for tonight. I don’t have any travel or swim meets this weekend and I wanted to know if you wanted to go to a rave up in the city with me on Saturday night, you know, like a date,” said Blake as he reached over gently ran his hand over the boy’s blushing cheek and through his brown hair which was starting to get wavy as it continued to grow out. “A date?” croaked Jason. He had been starting to fear that Blake was only interested in him as a sexual plaything, a toy to be used. While Jason was enjoying that, he also wanted something more than that. Despite what Blake had been saying about needing lots of cock, at this point Jason still just wanted one, he wanted Blake’s even if it meant taking it bare. “Yeah, you know, we can take the train up to the city, grab a light dinner, then there is a gay bar I know where I can get you in, then we can go the rave which starts around midnight, dance through the night, and take the train back down in the morning. I really like you and want to hang out, even if we aren’t having sex, although you might want to rinse out before we head up there, just in case,” said Blake, winking at the last part. Jason tried to hide his excitement, “Uh, okay yeah I guess.” Blake laughed and pulled the boy in for a deep passionate kiss. “You guess?” he said when he broke the kiss. “Yes, I meant yes,” said Jason laughing as well, “What should I wear?” Blake got up and went into his bedroom and pulled a small rainbow jockstrap out of his drawer of clothes he had bought for the use of his various boys. He returned to the living room and tossed it to Jason. “Wear this, a pair of nice jeans, a clean t-shirt, and your school hoodie, you’ll look like just what you are, a super cute college boy twink.” Saturday evening Jason stood waiting for Blake at the train station. He was dressed as requested and had also made sure he was all clean, inside and out. He had put the larger plug back into place after cleaning out to make sure his virgin ass was lubed up and loose. He didn’t know if Blake was going to want to fuck him tonight, but he was ready for it. He had made up his mind, he would let Blake fuck him and do it raw. He wanted, no needed, to feel the hunk’s thick cock sliding into his ass. He wanted his Master to truly own him and be a part of him. Jason arrived at the train station before Blake. There were about a dozen students hanging around waiting for the train up to the city. Jason avoided eye contact, he was sure that if anyone looked at him they would know he was hoping to head up to the city for sex. He was relieved when Blake arrived. Blake was wearing jeans and a swim team sweatshirt over what Jason expected was one of the tight fitting underarmor shirts he favored. He also had a backpack on that looked full. Jason tried to play he cool, he gave a wave and said, “What’s up Blake.” Blake smiled and walked over to him and pulled him into a hug. He grabbed the freshman by the back of the head and gave him a hard kiss. Jason’s body reacted as it had been trained, melting into the big jock’s body and kissing him back while his brain was screaming at acting like a fag in in front of all these other students. “Hey babe, you ready for our date?” asked Blake loudly. Jason blushed as he noticed several of the women that had been checking Blake out give looks of disappointment. “Yes, Sir, uh Blake,” sputtered Jason, not sure what to call this senior jock that had taken control of him. “Blake while we are around normies in public,” said Blake as he winked. Just then the trained pulled into the station on its way north. Blake took Jason’s hand and led him onto the train. The took seats and made some ideal conversation for the near hour long trip north. Blake asked Jason about his classes and other mundane topics. Once they arrived in the city Blake took Jason to a place that made really good salads. He explained that they would be doing Ecstasy at the rave, so they needed to eat light. After dinner Blake took Jason to a bar on Folsom Street. There was a large black man checking ID’s at the door. Blake saw that Jason was nervous as they approached the door. He bought his arm around Jason and nearly dragged him to the door. “Hey Deshawn, is Jerry here yet?” asked Blake, clearly knowing the bouncer. “Yeah Blake, he’s expecting you,” answered the bouncer. He looked over at Jason smiled. Jason shivered, he had the sense that this is what an antelope felt when getting stalked by a lion. “This one legal?” Deshawn asked. “Not to drink, but he ain’t going to get anyone on a registry. Besides, he isn’t drinking tonight and I’m only sharing his mouth tonight,” said Blake giving a little laugh. “Pity, I would love to have enjoyed his ass on my break, but I wouldn’t mind raping that throat of his,” said Deshawn as pulled back the leather curtain that covered the doorway and waived them inside. The inside of the bar was dark and the place was about half full as it was still early. House music pumped out of the speakers at a level where it could be heard but still allowed conversation. There were two levels with the main bar on the first level then stairs halfway back that led up to another area of the bar. There were several TV’s playing porn. The porn was a mix of twinks, leather daddies, and muscle bears depending on which screen you were looking at, none of the performers were wearing condoms. Blake led Jason past the bar and the coat check that was next to the stairs. They headed to the up the stairs to the upper area. There was a lot of benches along the wall where people were sitting, drinking and talking. Jason realized that the upper area was a lot larger as it extended out sideways where as the front part of the bar had been narrow. Jason noticed there was another doorway with a leather curtain on it at the back end of the upper area. Blake went over to one of the benches and set his backpack down. He dug through the backpack and pulled some things out. Jason wasn’t paying attention though as his focus was still on checking the place out. Most of the guys here were wearing some type of leather, fetish gear, or uniform. They ranged from a few twinks to mostly older men. They were all shapes and sizes. Jason heard someone saying “strip” but continued checking out the crowd. A gentle slap across the face brought his focus back to Blake. “I said STRIP,” said Blake, clearly annoyed that Jason had missed the command the first time. Jason’s training instantly kicked in and he quickly stripped off his hoodie and shirt. He folded them neatly at set them down next to Blake’s backpack. He was about to start on his jeans, when Blake gave him more instructions, “Take your shoes off but put them back on after you take your jeans off. Leave the jockstrap on.” Jason did as he was ordered. He was glad the bar was fairly dark, he could just imagine how bright red he was from the embarrassment of standing in a public bar in just a jockstrap. He could tell that he had drawn the attention of quite a few of the patrons. “Sorry gentlemen, this one’s taken tonight,” said Blake as he pulled a leather collar out of his backpack. “Present,” he barked at Jason. The freshman was grateful for all the training Blake had done with him. He found it easy to fall back into the subby headspace and just follow his Master’s orders. He assumed the position, should width stance, chest out, head up, eyes down, his arms behind his back at the waist. “Good Boy,” said Blake, smiling. He fastened the collar around the boy’s neck. He then took a small padlock out of the backpack and locked the collar. “A locked collar lets everyone know that a Boy is taken. Most respectful men will not touch you without getting your Master’s permission first. Still some less respectful men will still want to cope a feel. If they do you will let them. If anyone asks for a blow job, you will give them one. If anyone tries to take out your plug or put anything in your ass, you yell ‘FIRE’ repeatedly as loud as you can. Any questions?” “Yes, Sir. Why fire?” asked Jason confused. “Because if you yell for help or scream rape, it will just draw a bigger crowd, while yelling fire will get staff’s attention that something is wrong. No one here wants this place going up in flames. Now let me grab one more thing from the backpack and then I want you to put your clothes in the backpack and take it to the coat check,” said Blake. “Um, Sir, how much should I tip the coat check, er, slave?” asked Jason. “When you give him the bag, tell him your Master didn’t give you any tip money but instructed you to offer him a blowjob instead. If he takes you up on the offer, you do what he asks, but remember, nobody removes your plug or puts anything in your ass. You are to do anything else he or any other employee requests, you got that? I know everyone that works in this bar. If you don’t do what they say, I’ll know.” “Yes Sir,” said Jason meekly. This was not how he was expecting his ‘date’ with Blake to go when he had been fantasizing about it the last few days. He watched as Blake reached into the bag and pulled out a metal tin, it looked like one of those butter cookie tins that everyone’s grandmother used for sowing supplies. “Now put your clothes in the bag and take it to the coat check Boy. I have some business to attend to with the manager of the bar. I’ll be back in a few minutes, after you are done at the coat check go the bar and tell the bartender you are Blake’s Boy, then do whatever he says.” “Yes Sir,” said Jason. The lack of enthusiasm in his voice was clearly obvious because Blake frowned. The jock grabbed the twink’s collar and pulled the boy in close, “Listen Jason, I know you want me, I know you think you want to spend the rest of your life devoted to me. I’d like that, but you have to know, this is who I am. This is my world. I am not monogamous. I don’t want to be with anyone who wants only to be with me. I’m a kinky ass fucker. If you are going to be with me, you will need to share me and share yourself to whoever I want. I know you grew up thinking being gay was bad, that all gays were going to get HIV and die. Well, everyone is going to die someday, and HIV is treatable, so why not enjoy the fuck out of life while we have it. Do you want to spend your life worrying about what other people think about you or do you want live it to its fullest and have more fucking fun that you have ever known?” Jason’s mind worked furiously to process everything that Blake was saying. What stuck out to him was Blake saying that he would like have Jason spending the rest of his life devoted to him, but that he had to share, both Blake and himself with others. He recognized the tone and way Blake had addressed him, not as Master but as an equal. “Yes Blake, I understand. I want to have fun. I’ll do what you say Sir.” “Good now go have fun, but remember no one fucks you. You are my Boy and I’m going to be the one that takes your virginity, you got that?” asked Blake. “Yes SIR!” exclaimed Jason enthusiastically. “Good Boy,” said Blake. Then then grabbed Jason by the back of his head, getting a fist full of the boy’s hair and pulling him in for a hard kiss. The kiss lasted for almost a minute as Blake devoured the boy’s mouth. When Blake finally released Jason. There were several men standing close by groping their crotches as they watched the older college boy dominating and making out with the nearly naked young twink was clearly not old enough to be in the bar. Jason’s small cock was straining inside it cage. He could understand how he could be so turned and so humiliated at the same time. He was standing in jockstrap, wearing a cage, and a butt plug in the middle of a bar with a bunch of older men [banned word] on him while being ordered around like a slave. He shook his head to clear his thoughts and focused on his orders. The rest of the bar faded except for Blake faded away as he did as he was told. He packed his clothes up in the backpack and then turned to head down to the coat check. He noticed that Blake was already headed back behind the bar and through a door that read “Staff Only”. Several of the men stayed and watched Jason as he was packing the backpack. They all seemed to recognize and respect the locked collar. One did say, “If you ever want a new Daddy, give me a call,” as he slipped a business card into the strap of his jockstrap. The coat check was staffed by another twink that was a few years older than Jason, although he looked like he had lived a rougher life than Jason. He was wearing a dirty stained jockstrap and had a collar on as well, but his wasn’t locked. Jason noticed he had a few scabs on his body and seemed to have a bunch of marks on the inside of his arms. He handed the backpack to the young man. The coat check boy seemed to recognize either the bag or him cause as he grabbed the backpack he said, “You must be Blake’s new Boy. My name’s Greg, what’s yours?” “Um, Jason,” replied the freshman. “Cool, nice to meet you Jason. No charge for you since your with Blake. But tips are appreciated,” said Greg. “Well, he didn’t give me tip money but told me to offer you a blowjob instead. He said to do whatever you wanted as long as you didn’t take out my plug or put anything up my ass,” said Jason. He was still shy and nervous even though he was standing in just a jockstrap and collar in the bar. It helped that the guy was talking with was dressed similarly. “Sweet, I don’t get many breaks back here, come on in,” said Greg as he opened the bottom half of the coat check door. He put the backpack on a counter in the back of the room, leaving room for Jason to enter the small room. He pushed pass Jason and closed the half door with them both inside. Greg leaned against the wall sideways with his left shoulder towards the open half door. “Get on your knees bitch,” he said to Jason. Jason’s let his mind go and went back to his training. He got down on his knees, “Yes Sir.” Greg laughed, “I ain’t no Sir, call me Greg, but just cause I’m not a Sir doesn’t mean you ain’t my bitch right now.” The well used twink reached down and pulled the pouch of his jockstrap to the side revealing a large cock that was stuffed into a small black metal chastity cage that held the shaft in a small tube. Jason looked up in confusion. Greg smiled down at the young naive college boy. This boy was going to a school that cost more money that Greg had ever seen in his lifetime. “Like I said, I don’t get many breaks and I have piss badly. Get your mouth on the end of the cage and be my urinal. I know Blake, you’ve tasted his piss, time for you to drink mine.” Jason hesitated, sure he had perved on Blake’s piss stained jock before but he had never drank his piss. Yet Greg seemed confident that if he was Blake’s Boy, that he would have drunk Blake’s piss before. He wondered if drinking his piss is something that Blake would want or expect from him. He would gladly drink Blake’s piss if he asked him to, but he wasn’t sure he wanted to would he drink this stranger’s piss. Yet he remembered, Blake had ordered him to do whatever he was asked as long as he kept his virginity intact for Blake to take. Apparently he waited too long as Greg grabbed his hair and pulled his head over to his caged cock, “Fucking drink it pig or you’re going to wear it and then have to lick it up off the floor.” Jason grabbed the man’s thighs then quickly wrapped his lips around the end of the cage. A second later his mouth was filled with piss as the older twink let go. Jason had, like most boys, tasted his own pee before, and knew there was something different about this piss, but he didn’t want to be covered in piss the rest of the night, so he drank it all down. “Ah thanks dude, I needed that,” said Greg after he was finished relieving himself into the what he figured was a spoiled rich college boy’s mouth. “It’s been a day or so, but there might still be a bit of a fun time in there for you,” he said with a laugh. “What do you mean?” asked Jason not understanding. “I did meth a few days ago, so there might still be some in my piss is what I mean you stupid kid. Now get out of here,” said Greg as he shoved Jason to the side, knocking him over. Greg opened the bottom door and held it up as Jason picked himself off the floor and scrambled out of the coat check room. Greg’s laughter followed behind Jason as he made his way over to the bar as Blake had instructed. He wondered what effect if any the meth tainted piss would have on him. He got to the bar and waved his hand to get the attention of the bartender. The bartender finished pouring the drinks he was working on then came over to Jason. “What? I ain’t serving you regardless of how good a fake ID you may flashed Deshawn,” said the bartender. “No sir, I don’t want to order anything, I’m Blake’s Boy,” said Jason. “Oh, okay, well get back here and sit over there,” said the bartender pointing to a stool on the inside of the bar at the far end. Jason obeyed and went behind the bar and sat of the stool. It drove the plug into his ass, which made his cock twitch inside his cage. So far he wasn’t feeling any effects from the piss. The bartender served a couple more men that were waiting them came over and handed him a couple gummies. “Blake said to give these to you when you came over. I think they are pot gummies.” Jason took the gummies and ate them. He was already very much into his subby head space and went along with what was asked. About ten minutes later, it was getting hard for Blake to tell time, he was definitely feeling something but he wasn’t sure if it was from the piss or the gummies, he felt a large hand grab his shoulder. He snapped his head up to see who it was. Deshawn was standing over him. “I’m on break boy, let’s head to the backroom,” said Deshawn as he put his hand on the back of Jason’s neck. Jason got to his feet and almost feel. “Mmmm, that’s what I like to see, I nice fucked up boy. I can’t wait to have some fun with you,” said the large black man as he helped stabilize the boy. He lead Jason up the stair and through the leather curtain into the backroom. While the bar had been dark, the backroom was almost pitch black. From what Jason could make out, it was a maze of wooden panels painted black in the middle with booths around the out walls. Deshawn led him into one booths. “Get down on your knees bitch,” ordered Deshawn. Jason obeyed. “Open my pants and get my dick out slut.” Jason dropped to his knees and reached up, undoing his the man’s belt and opening his pants. Deshawn adjusted his pants down a bit so they revealed his large package help in place by his jockstrap. Without even thinking Jason buried his nose into the man’s pouch, smelling his musk. He ran his tongue over the fabric tasting the man’s essence. He reached up and pulled the jockstrap down, freeing the monster cock. It was much bigger than Blake’s. “Yeah you southern cracker bitch, suck that big black cock,” said Deshawn. Jason took the head of the cock into his mouth as he grabbed it with a hand. He could feel it stiffen in his hand as he licked and suck the head. It soon grew enough that he could wrap both hands around it as he fit as much as he could in his mouth. Once it was fully hard, probably around eleven inches, Deshawn grabbed the boy’s armpits and pulled him up to his feet. “I’m going to fuck that tight virgin ass of your boy and ruin for Blake’s small white boy cock,” growled Deshawn as he spun the boy around and pressed his face against the side wall of the booth. He reached his hand down and started to pull the plug out of the boy’s ass. Jason was feeling the effects of the weak chem piss and the pot gummies that were starting to kick. He was so fucking horny and wanted desperately to lose his virginity, but something cut through those horny thoughts, Blake’s order to not let anyone remove his plug or put anything in ass. “No, don’t. My Master said no,” begged Blake. “Your what?” asked Deshawn. “My Master, Blake, he owns me and I’ll do whatever he says. He said I can’t let anyone play with my ass. He wants to take my virginity, please don’t,” said Jason. “But you want it don’t you boy, you want this big black cock up your ass. If you it were up to you, you would let me fuck ruin your tight little hole and cum inside you. Then you’d let all the dirty old perverts in this bar take their turns shooting their cum inside you. You wouldn’t say no and you wouldn’t insist on a condom, would you, you fucking slut,” said Deshawn into Jason’s ear as he pinned the boy’s body up against the wall, his huge hard cock pressed against the smaller boy’s back. “Yes, yes I do, but please no,” admitted Jason. “Fine,” sighed Deshawn as he stepped back and freed the boy. Jason fell to his knees and his head was quickly grabbed by the bouncer who forced his dick back into the boy’s mouth. He faced fucked the boy hard. It was way more cock than Jason had ever sucked before, which was just Blake’s. He did his best, but there was a lot of choking and gagging. Deshawn didn’t care, he had many a drugged up white boy choking on his cock before. He just focused on getting as much down the boy’s throat as he could until he was ready to cum. When he felt his load ready to be released he pulled out and stroked himself until he shot a huge load all over the college twink. After he finished shooting his load all over Jason, he pulled the boy up to his feet by his hair. He then led the boy out the backroom and over to wear Blake had left him to pack up the backpack in the upper room. Blake was sitting on the bench drinking a cocktail. “So did he let you fuck him?” asked Blake. Deshawn sneered at Blake, “No, he wanted it bad. He probably would have kept saying no as I raped him, but I don’t rape boys, they got to beg for it. Here you go, you won.” The large bouncer, who was probably twice the size of the jock, pushed Jason over to Blake. He reached into his pants and pulled out some cash and tossed it to Blake then turned and headed towards the front door, his break over. Jason was confused, but happy to be back with Blake. The jock pulled him in between his legs and hugged him. “I’m so proud of your Boy. You did a great job of following your orders. I have just one question for you, if Deshawn and not stopped, would you have yelled ‘FIRE’ or would you have let him rape you? Be honest,” asked Blake as he hugged the boy and rubbed his back, running his hands down to his ass and playing with the plug. Jason moaned as his Blake played with his plug. He was torn, he didn’t know how to respond as he didn’t know what answer Blake wanted. The words “be honest” resonated with him. “I’m sorry, I wouldn’t have stopped him, I want it so bad, I need it. He talked about letting the whole bar fuck me and cum inside me. I wanted it so badly. I’m sorry,” said Jason, sobbing. “I’m so proud of you Jason. I would have loved to see you taking load after load from random strangers, that would have been so hot. I’m glad you think it is hot as well. Someday we will do it together but for now its time to head over to the dance. Go fetch my backpack Boy,” said Blake. Blake recognized the order. He was definitely feeling the effects of the drugs, but at this point it mainly was the pot and Jason was used to serving Blake while stoned. “Yes, Sir,” he said then headed down the coat check. Greg was all business and immediately retrieved Blake’s backpack when he saw Jason approaching. He handed Jason the bag, “I can’t wait to party with you more.” Jason grabbed the backpack and returned to Blake, handing it to him. Blake pulled out Jason’s clothes and set them down on the bench. “Go ahead and put your clothes back on. I’d love to show my sexy boy off and have your parade down the street naked, something we will have to do next year at Dore and Folsom, but its a little chilly tonight.” As Jason was putting his clothes back on, he noticed that Blake put a large manila envelope that seemed to be stuffed full into the backpack. Once Jason was dressed, Blake put the backpack on then lead the boy over to the bar. Blake motioned for the bartender who immediately came over. “What you need Blake?” He asked. “Two bottles of water, please Adam,” said Blake. The bartender pulled out two bottles and handed them to the jock. Blake handed one bottle to Jason as he reached into his pocket a pulled out a baggie that some large pills, about the size of SweetTarts. He took two out. “Open your mouth Boy,” he instructed Jason. Jason did as order. Blake put on the of the tablets in his Jason’s mouth then put the other in his own. He drank it down with a mouthful of water as he motioned for Jason to do the same. Without any hesitation, Jason took a swig off his water bottle and washed the bill down. “Sir, can I ask what that was?” “That was some fucking prime MDMA, X, ecstasy. In about an hour from now you are going to be feeling better than you ever have and we are going to be shaking our asses off at the rave. Let’s get going,” replied Blake as he led his slave from the bar and onward to his next adventure.

I was born to suck cock. From the first time when I wrapped my lips around my uncle’s cock at 9 til now.

I’ve lost consciousness a couple of times.