BadBob214

Similar story to most you all. Don't be afraid of who you are and don't wait until your 40 sometimes to come out. Oh, and get as much cock as you can when your young 😏 

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It woke up a couple of hours later in a soft, warm, comfortable bed. It took a few seconds for it to remember what it had submitted to and what had been done to it. A sharp pain soon reminded it. It remembered the intense pain as his testicles and scrotum were severed from his body. The sound of them landing in the metal tray. He could also feel the result of the assault on his arse. He put his hand down to his crutch where once his balls had lived. There was a thick padded dressing under his cock. Thankfully his cock was still attached to him. His hand moved to his arse. His hole felt still slightly open and he was able to insert two fingers without having to stretch his sphincter. It wondered if it would ever return to normal. 

The Master sat in his armchair. Now showered and fully clothed he was very happy with how the boy had submitted and the results of his emasculation. He hoped that his insemination of the boy would be successful. He couldn't see how it would not. He had procreated with at least three other men who were now permanently carrying his babies and they had all been fertilised on the first or second breeding. There was one other large procedure and a few small cosmetic changes that he would do to it but, they would have to wait until it had recovered fully from its castration. 

Over the next few weeks the Master took care of it. Giving it the occasional salt bath to help the healing process and cleaning and dressing the wound. He had access to a vet should there be any complications or infections of the site but luckily he was healing nicely. There had been a fare amount of swelling initially but this was to be expected and in just two weeks it was starting to look like there would be only a small scar. Of course he fucked it regularly. Initially he had to be careful not force its legs apart too much as he didn't want to tear the wound but he managed to fuck it quite adequately from behind with its legs almost closed. 

It loved being fucked by the Master. His hole longed to be filled with as much seed as he could get.

Three weeks past and one morning it woke in a soaking wet bed. Every muscle in its body ached. His head and even his eyes were painful. It was convinced it had an infection from its castration. It told the Master how he felt and was a little surprised when the Master smiled. He checked its wound site and was happy to confirm that it was healing nicely and the was absolutely no sign of anything untoward. "You're converting boy, you have the fuck flu. Your body is trying to fight off the bug in my seed that is infiltrating and taking over your body. My seed will win and you will be pregnant. This is good. You are bound to me forever or at last for the rest of your life"

At that particular moment the last thing on its mind was sex. It was the first thing on the Masters. The Master took of his shirt, shoes, trousers and underwear. His cock was fully erect and engorged with blood. He told it to turn over and unceremoniously mounted it from behind. He was rampant. The boy was pregnant with his seed, he had to fuck it. Its hole felt so good that morning. It felt tighter and was definitely hotter due to its fever. It felt wonderful on his hard cock. The boy had little arousal, he just wanted to be allowed to go back to sleep, but the Master was to have his way. He ravaged the boy, fucking him like it was the first time. It only took ten minutes before the pressure in him was so high he had to release. Sperm shot from his cock filling and coating its guts. Even the boy thought he could feel the explosion inside his so intense was the Masters ejeculation. The Master slipped his cock from its hole and lay on the bed beside it. It's hole throbbed and it could feel warm wet cum leaking from his hole. Sperm leaked over the dressing where once his balls had been and onto his cock which for the first time in three weeks seemed to come to life. It rolled over onto its back allowing its erection to stand vertically, bobbing as it stood. The Master saw it. "Relieve yourself boy, you deserve it" Even though physically drained from his ill health and fucking he reached down and grabbed his cock. It hadn't been stimulated for so long it felt fantastic. As he massaged his member, he wondered he would still produce any fluid as he no longer had balls that produce sperm. He didn't need to worry.

Within just a few minutes he felt his climax approaching. Within seconds semen shot high in the air and landed back on his stomach. His prostate having released its juice. "You'd better clean that mess up boy, use your fingers and your mouth. The protein will be good for you. It did as it was told cleaning every last drop. When he was finished the Master told him to get some sleep and threw the bed covered over him. He slept the sleep of the dead for almost three days, only rousing to drink or use the bathroom.

The fuck flu had hit him hard. It was two weeks before he felt well enough to leave his bed. The Master had cared for it well during that time. Feeding it, cleaning it and changing its dressings.

Three months past and it was getting used to the Masters ways, requirements and constant need to fuck. The Master had a huge sexual appetite. Not that it wasn't grateful. It loved being the target of his desire.

The wound had healed very nicely. There was a small lump and red area at the castration site but, that would reduce even more with time. Eventually it wouldn't be obvious that there had ever been anything there. It was ready for the next procedure.

One morning it was lead down to the playroom. As the Master opened the door it saw another man. It was a little embarrassed as he was naked and no one other than the Master had seen that he was now a eunuch, an unmanned male.

The Master commanded him to lay on the bench. The same bench that three months ago he had been laying face down on as a complete male. The man lifted it cock and looked at the wound. "Nice job, very neat" The Master smiled at the man and he smiled back. "So, ready for the next stage" said the man. "Yes as discussed" It was very nervous now, the only thing left was his cock. Was the man here to cut it off. He began shaking and tears filled his eyes. The man took a syringe from a black medical bag. He inverted it and squeezed the plunger in order to expel and residual air then injected its cock in a couple of places, then in the flesh around the cock. It didn't want to lose its cock. He still liked to touch it and occasionally the Master would allow him cum. 

The man took a pin from his bag and stuck it into its penis in several places to confirm that all feeling had been dulled. Then to its horror the man took scalpel from the same steel kidney bowl that a few months ago had held his dead, severed testicles. It could feel what was happening but there was no pain, only the dull sensation of the man cutting around the entire circumference of his penis at its head. He realised, with some relief, that he was being circumcised.  However the man wasn't finished yet. He felt the man cutting around the circumference of his cock again, this time close to his body at the base. He then felt a tearing sensation as the man removed all the flesh from the base of his cock to its head. He then proceeded to stitch the flesh from both ends together, essentially his cock would just be the domed end and he would be unable to achieve an erection. The last thing he did was to make a deep incision and the base of his cock close to where the root of his cock entered his body. He did nothing more than stitch this incision with two stitches.

The Master looked very pleased with the results. The whole procedure had taken less than an hour and now he had a eunuch slave with nothing more than a nub of penis, useless for nothing more than to pee out of, although he would be able to achieve orgasm with stimulation which would be very useful in controlling the boy.

"Any problems, give me a shout but it should be fine. I'll leave you enough pain killers and three more shots to give it. I'll come and check that mare in a few days anyway. Should be able to take the caste off then"

The boy realised that this man, who had just ruined him was a vet. 

The Master looked at it and smiled. "You are now complete boy. Your cock is like a clit and that last incision has destroyed your ability to get an erection, which is just as well as you no longer have enough skin to stretch over an erection" It had tears in its eyes. It had enjoyed its cock. "Don't fret boy, you'll still be able to cum when I let you, if I let you"

It took several weeks for its cock to heal but, even the boy was pleased with the way he looked now. His crutch was smooth except for a small domed cock head that occupied a small space between his legs. He had lost all sensation of becoming erect but if anything, his cock head was even more sensitive than before. His master had let him stimulate himself to orgasm several times after fucking him and the pleasure was immense. 

Now it was happy,  more than happy. It enjoyed serving its Master. He performed all the menial tasks required of him. All the household jobs that need to be done and when completed the Master would give his arse a good fucking or let him suck him to completion. 

One day, later that year, he was very surprised when the Master told him they were going out. The Master had a surprise for him. It would be the first time since he had arrived that he was allowed to leave the farm. They drove to a nearby town and visited a tattoo shop. It was tattooed on one arse cheek with a poz symbol and on the other with the words 'Property of Stan'

******Fin*****

Going to a meet a guy I'd arranged to meet from NKP. When I get there, there are a group of tops who tie me up, castrate me and fuck me relentlessly. They keep me captive and use me whenever they want.

****Part 2****

The Master, pleased with how the boy had cleaned his cock extracted it from the boys mouth. It was time to move on to the second stage of its indoctrination. He walked over to a tall metal cabinet which sat against a wall between a sling suspended from the ceiling and number of large steel rings fixed into the wall. The boy watched as the Master opened a drawer in the cabinet and removed a stainless steel kidney bowl, the type surgeons used in operating theatres. The boy began to feel a little nervous but it was the next object he saw taken from another drawer that sent his heart racing. He had worked on a farm during the summer holidays when he'd been at school, mostly in dairies but , he'd seen various procedures being carried out at other locations on the farm. He immediately recognised a burdizzo, a device for castrating young male calves. The boy began to sweat and shake with fear. He was totally at this man's mercy, completely secured on the table. His scrotum stretched with his testicles pulled away from his body. The Master walked across to him with the burdizzo. He noticed small yellow rubber bands on the jaws of the device and he knew his emasculation was imminent. Fear took over his body and he began shaking uncontrollably but, conversely his cock became fully erect in the strap that held in firmly on the underside of the bench. It swelled so much in the tight strap that it hurt. Something in his brain knew that this was the last time the body would have a chance to reproduce itself. Pressure grew to an astronomical level in his loins and his body tried to pull his testicles up towards his body but, the weights attached to his scrotum restrained them. Suddenly his body involuntary convulsed and he orgasmed, ejeculating a huge stream of sperm onto the cold tiled floor. He had cum violently, but his body in one last final vein attempt to fertilise something made him orgasm for a second time. There was much less seed produced this time but, almost everything that had remained in his testicles was pumped out through his cock. 

The boy lay on the bench now, completely spent. Under him was a pool of seminal fluid. Some of his sperm were still swimming in what was a wasted effort to impregnate something that wasn't there. Soon they would be dead, as was any chance of the boys reproduction.

The Master looked at the boys pathetic effort and smirked. He hoped the boy had enjoyed his last proper orgasm. He reached under the bench. The weights had stretched the boys sack enough that he was able to grab a handful of the boys sack between his body and his balls. He tugged down hard and then manoeuvred the burdizzo over its testicles and as high up on his scrotum as he could, releasing the rubber band where the skin of the scrotum met with the boys body. The boy groaned and whimpered and said "No, please" but then remained silent, any hope of keeping himself intact gone. The Master reloaded the burdizzo and slid the tool over the boy balls again. This time he released the rubber band close the his testicles. The boy noticed that the Master had become fully erect again. The skin of his cock so taught it could barely cope with the strain. The Master went behind him and mounted him again. This time though he'd prepared its hole with a copious amount of lube, he'd inserted two fingers in his arse covered with the cold slimy fluid. The Master made sure the soft tissue inside the boys rectum was liberally coated before retracting his fingers, which were now coated with lube, a little blood and previously donated sperm. He had hopefully impregnated the boy on his first attempt, now this fuck was purely for his own pleasure. The tight wet, hot walls of its arse felt wonderful on his cock. There would be no rush to cum, he could fuck him as long and hard as wanted. Meanwhile the boy was enjoying being fucked alot more than than first fuck but his testicles were throbbing like he was being continuously kicked in the balls. Under the bench his balls were slowly turning blue, dying from the lack of blood supply. 

The Master was fucking it hard now, pumping his cock in and out of the boy. It could feel his Masters balls slapping against his arse with every thrust. Sweat was dripping on him from his Masters body. The fuck lasted over twenty minutes before he finally felt him sink his member deep into his guts and unload his seed, coating his soft, yielding, hot internal flesh. The Master was spent now. He collapsed onto its back, enjoying the afterglow of his orgasm. 

It was glad the Master had finished. Everytime he had moved in or out it had made weights attached to his balls swing and cause, now, severe pain. The Master pulled his cock out of its arse. He made his way over to and armchair facing the boy and collapsed. He needed to rest for a few a while and recover. The next stage would need his full concentration so as to ensure the finished result was satisfactory. 

It lay whimpering for a few hours wishing he was somewhere else. What was he thinking surrendering himself to this sadist. He had been so turned on by the fantasy of being dominated for so long that any reality had long since departed his mind. That reality had returned now.

The Master had left him in this poor state for at least a couple hours. He was glad when he finally returned.

The Master examined its now dead testicles and scrotum. He made his way to the metal cabinet and opened another drawer. He slid open the drawer and removed a tool that was sealed in a sterile plastic bag. It was a scalpel combined with a filament that sealed a wound with very high heat to stop bleeding. He plugged the tool into a nearby socket and waited for the filament to heat to the required temperature. The boys eyes were wide with fear and he was shaking visibly. "Oh god please no" The Master replied "Your balls are dead and must be removed. I won't lie this will hurt, alot. But it's necessary for you to meet my requirements" The Master, holding the steel kidney dish in one had and the emasculator in the other moved under the bench. The boy braced himself. He felt the blade touch his scrotum just under where the rubber band had been placed near to his body. He felt the knife slowly sever his balls and his sack and the hot wire sealing the cut. The pain was was terrible but didn't last long until he heard the clang as his now severed testicles were collected in the kidney bowl. Then he passed out.

****To be continued ****

'Sub male wanted for full time slave. Must willing to submit to ABSOLUTELY anything this Master will require, want and demand. Status, age, ethnicity, looks, are unimportant. Must be completely submissive and have no other commitments and willing to relocate permanently'

He read the message again. He already knew it by heart but, it still excited him. He'd responded to the ad almost five weeks ago and had a reply within just a few hours. The Master had asked many questions about him. Was he HIV positive or have any STDs? No. Was he a total submissive? Yes. Did he have anyone that would miss him, family or friends he was close to? No. How old was he? 22. What was his weight? 11 stone. How tall was he? 5ft 10". What experience of BDSM and CBT did he have? Very little, just getting his arse smacked really. Was he cut? No. There were numerous other questions but, he'd forgotten most of them except; I would modify you, you understand that you would have no choice on what I would do to you once you submit to me and once you give yourself to me, it is forever, no going back? Yes, I understand. This last statement made his cock, already semi hard jump to attention. Fully erect it began to leak precum.

Now he stood at the entrance to a farmhouse somewhere in the middle of nowhere.  It had taken most of a day to get here. A bus,  a train, a taxi and an hour walk. He was shaking, partly with the cold but mostly in nervous anticipation. His cock was leaking again. This place really was in the middle of nowhere. He been instructed by the Master where be dropped by the taxi, presumably so nobody would know where he'd gone if anyone ever looked for him. Not that they would. He'd only really been casually acquainted with a few work colleagues but, he told them he was going travelling so didn't have any forwarding address. 

He approached the farm house and as instructed entered through the unlocked front door and closed it behind him. He undressed, also and previously instructed. The house was large, with large rooms and high ceilings. It was pleasantly warm on his bare skin. A large wooden door was slightly ajar and now, completely naked, he pushed open the door and entered a large lounge. A tall man stood with his back to an open fire. "You actually came boy, I'm surprised. A few have said they were willing but have never arrived. Turn around, let me look at you" He had been told prior to coming that he was longer to use his given name. He was to forget that name and his life before as it would now be irrelevant. He would be called "Boy" or, when referred to as "It"

He turned around letting his new master peruse his body. He felt very self conscious, embarrassed, nervous and even a little afraid. The Master stepped closer, to within a few inches of him. The Master looked slightly overweight. He had very short cropped hair and a short neat beard. He reached a hand forward and cupped it under his chin, staring into his eyes and observing his features. He ran a hand down to the boys crutch, cupping his testicles and caressing them gently before making and approving grunt. "Turn round and bend over" This made the boys cock jerk which was noticed by the Master. "Have to do something about that" He said, which made the boys cock jump even more enthusiastically. "Pull you cheeks apart" The boy did as he was told. Another approving grunt. After the inspection he was shown to a bedroom with an en suite bathroom and told to clean himself properly inside and out. There was a douch attached to a shower hose specifically for the purpose. The douch was small in diameter and he was able to easily slide it inside himself to achieve the required result. Next he used the soap to cleanse his exterior. As instructed he had already removed all hair from his body and head before arrival. He loved the clean feeling of being devoid of any hair. It felt very sexy and even more naked than with hair. After showering he dried himself and went back into the bedroom. The Master was waiting for him with an envelope in his hand. He handed it to the boy. "You must read it properly and fully understand its contents before signing it. Take your time as once you sign it, it's understood that you are bound by it. If there is anything you don't understand speak to me. The boy wasn't expecting a contract, which this obviously was but he nodded his head and said "Yes Sir" There was nothing in the paperwork that they hadn't already discussed. It was very detailed but easily understood. The only thing he was unsure of was whether to sign it in his former, given name. When asked, the Master had said yes and that it was the last time that name would ever be used. He signed it. The Master took the letter and the boy to follow him. They went into an adjacent room and Master placed the envelope in an old steel safe. He turned "Your mine now. You may come regret that, infact I guarantee you will at times but, so be it. You have sealed your destiny now. Come let's start your indoctrination. He was led into yet another room. In the middle of the room was a wooden bench. It was about eight feet in length and five feet across. In the centre of the bench was a hole. Around the room were various slings leather straps, whips and other sex toys. "On the bench face face down. Put your cock and balls through the hole" The boy did as he was told convinced the Master would perform some sexual act on him that would make cum. He hadn't masterbated for almost a week in anticipation of what was to come today. 

The Master tied the boys hands to two leather straps on each side of the bench and his legs, at the ankles to the bottom corners of the bench so that his legs were spread far apart, almost painfully at full stretch. His fully erect cock, which was hanging through the hole, was then secured to the underside of the bench, very tightly with another strap. Something was then secured around his scrotum above his testicles. It was very tight. He could feel the master doing something else with the item securing his scrotum but didn't know what. Suddenly it was clear what he'd been doing as a very heavy weight was released and his scrotum and testicles were stretched to, what felt like, their limit. The boy cried out as the heavy weight swung to and frow taking his balls with it. 

"I'm going to fuck you now boy. Going to consummate our relationship. When I give you my seed you will be mine forever. You will be pregnant and carry my babies, my poz babies. They will infect every cell in your body and you will become part of me" The boys cock was dripping copious amounts of precum now. He was so turned on. This is what he had wanted so badly. "Yes Sir please Sir, make me yours"  "Remember what we said boy, no lube to make sure I impregnate you" "Yes Sir" The Master removed all his clothes. For first time the boy saw his Masters huge engorged cock. It was at least 10 inched long and thick, thicker than he'd taken before. He was very hairy. A complete opposite of his own smooth shaven, slim torso. The boys balls ached from heavy weights that seemed to be tearing from his body but he feared the pain of being fucked by this cock, without lube, as much as having his balls torn from him. He could feel the master position himself behind him now. His hairy body on his own smooth back. His cock head being pressed against his hole. Without any mercy the Master forced himself inside the boy, tearing at his sphincter and soft internal flesh of his hole. In 22 years the boy had never felt such pain. The Master fucked him hard, having no regard for pain he was causing. The boy had felt so full of cock. As painful as it was he didn't want it to stop. More than anything in the world he wanted this man's sperm, his poz sperm inside him. As the Master continued to fuck him his arse became more accustomed to his girth. After about 15 minutes of violent fucking the Master cried out as he pumped a huge load of thick poz cum into the boy "Now your mine, forever"

The Master withdrew his cock from the boys arse and presented it to the boys mouth to cleaned. The boy noticed blood on the shaft as he took it greedily into his mouth. His Masters sperm would be swimming in his hole now. Finding the fissures and abrasions caused by the vigorous fucking. Swimming and forcing their way into his bloodstream and circulating around his body, eventually infiltrating and corrupting every cell in his body.

****To be continued *****

*****Part 2******

Two months later we moved in together or rather he moved in with me. I helped him move all his gear including a large bag of drugs he'd been given to try and control his HIV. 

We loved each other unconditionally, had regular sex and continued the safe sex regime. We lived in my rooms for the next three years. Peter finished a PHD and then a teaching degree. He was so well thought of he was offered a post at Cambridge. I finished my degree and decided that I needed to do completely different. With money inherited from my Grandparents I took over a bookshop in Cambridge dealing in anything from second hand student literature, popular fiction and even comic books (which actually made more money than anything else) Eventually we bought a small terraced house in the centre of city within easy walk to the University and my shop. 

Despite my pleading Peter would not entertain any thoughts of unprotected sex. By now due to various side effects Peter had come off all medication but, despite this seemed healthier than ever.

2014 and finally we could be married in the UK. A date was arranged and a small celebration with just a few friends and family. 

On our wedding night we went home to our small house and our big bed. We stripped our clothes and held each other admiring our shiny wedding bands. I took Peters cock in my hand, determined that tonight we would consummate our marriage fully. I dropped to my knees and took him in my mouth. He was already wet with precum. I tasted his nectar and slowly moved my mouth along his shaft, cradling his balls in my hand. I stood and kissed him deeply. His hands found my ball and cock, tenderly caressing them before reaching around my back and feeling my hole, as he'd done a thousand times before. I moved to the bed and lay down pulling him ontop of me. I opened my legs and put them around him, pulling his body close to mine. I reached down and took hold of his cock and placed it at the entrance to my hole. I said "I want you to breed me, consummate our marriage and make me pregnant" I think the years of nagging, the heat of the moment and my determination finally got through to him. Slowly, very slowly, he eased into me. To me it almost felt for the first time we were actually having sex. No lubricant and no condom, just my husband inside me. He looked at me and hesitated for a second. "Do it, give it to me. I want you so badly. Poz me, make me truly yours" Then we began to fuck. Hard and fast. He flipped me onto my front and fucked me for ten minutes like that before turning me back over and fucking me face to face. We fucked like that for a further ten minutes. Sweat was pouring from our bodies. His cock felt better than it ever had before, bigger, deeper and more sensitive inside me. I hadn't even touched my own cock but was close to my own orgasm. Then he got that look in his eye. The look I'd seen a thousand times before. I thought he might try and pull out before he came inside so I made sure to tightly wrap my legs around him and my hands on his buttocks pulling him inside me. He reached the point of no return and thrust himself deep inside me shooting his sperm inside me and coating my insides with his seed. At the same time, overcome, I climaxed, coating the flesh of our stomachs with my own semen. 

For the first time I felt complete. Our bodies completely as one. 

I first met Peter in the summer of 1989. I'd just finished my first year at Cambridge and he had finished his third year studying classical literature. I'd walked into a small cafe very close to the University. The cafe was crowded with summer visitors and he was sat alone on a table for four. All the other tables were taken and I asked if one of the chairs at his table was free. He'd been head down reading some heavy thesis on Chaucer and looked quite relieved by my interruption. As he raised his head I was immediately attracted to his smile and open features. He had the most blue, blue eyes and light blonde hair parted at the side with a floppy fringe. He was wearing an old fashion tweed jacket mismatched with a pair of faded levis and a pale blue polo shirt. I had never felt such an immediate chemistry with another human being. I sat and we began talking about University, our subjects and what our plans were for the summer. The conversation was easy, unhurried and warm. After half an hour or so Peter said he'd have to go as he still had a pack and get to the train station for his journey home for the summer holidays. I watched as he paid his bill at the counter then made his way to the door, briefly looking round to give me a wave goodbye.

I have to say I was more than a little disappointed that he'd had to leave and I wouldn't see him until after the holidays. Sods law, I thought. I just meet someone like him and I won't see him for months.

In fact it was almost a year until I saw Peter again. I'd returned to University in September to continue my studies and kept an eye out for him but, he didn't appear to be back. I didn't want to appear too keen or that I was stalking him so, kept kept my enquiries fairly discreet. I found a few students who were were in the same year and even returned to the cafe several times, but there was no news as to where he was. Eventually I gave up and and concentrated on my studies in medieval history. 

Easter was particularly late the following year which reduced the time for revision before work needed to be submitted before the summer holidays. That Spring was warm and I spent many hours studying in the grounds of my college. One sunny afternoon in late May I was perched on a wooden bench. I was feeling confident that I'd done more than enough work to complete the year and had started to relax a little.  I closed my eyes and lifted my head so I could feel the warm sun on my face when a voice said "Oh hello, you look very chilled" I opened my eyes and saw Peters smiling face. "Oh hello stranger, what happened to you? Just for a moment a dark look appeared on his face "Oh, I took a break as a relative was unwell but, he's okay now so I'm back. I had to defer this year but I've kept my studies up so, I should be fine for next year" He sat on the bench and we talked for a long time about anything and everything.  As before,  the conversation was easy and warm. As we talked it was obvious to me that we were attracted to each other. We arranged to meet a pub in town that evening for a pint or two. 

We met in the White Swan at eight, if I remember correctly. We had a beer and  after an hour or so I asked if he'd like to come back to my rooms. I was impatient to get him alone and see where it lead. I hoped to my bed.

My abode was two rooms plus a kitchen and bathroom in a large Georgian house. Thankfully very private, although I'd only taken a couple guys back for one night stands in whole time I'd been there.

I opened the front door and lead Peter into the lounge. "Would you like coffee or something else? He smiled then laughed and removing his jacket he said "Definitely something else" We moved toward each other at the same moment. Our mouths met and our arms were around each other in one fluid motion. His body felt hard and warm. As we pressed together I could feel our erections being pressed together through our clothing. I felt dizzy and so, so horny. I reached down and felt his hard cock. He was slightly larger than average and I began to gently massage it through the denim cloth of his jeans. His hands were on my buttocks pulling me close to him. His tongue in my mouth exploring. I pulled the shirt out of his jeans, undid the top button of his waistband and slipped my hand inside. God his cock felt good. He undid my belt, button and zipper and pulled my trousers and underwear down in one movement,  briefly grabbing my cock and now naked arse. I pulled my shirt over my head then undid the buttons of his jeans as he slipped off his shirt. We were naked now except for our socks. I pulled Peter toward the bedroom. "One second" He said and reached into his pocket for his wallet.  We reached the bed and fell onto it, Peter on top of me. He moved down the bed and began to suck me. His warm, wet mouth felt so good on my hard cock. At the same time I felt a finger slide between my arse cheeks and touch my hole. I wanted him inside me so badly. I opened my legs and said "Please fuck me, I need you now" Peter reached for wallet that he placed on the bed. He removed a small sachet of lube and a condom. He rolled the condom skillfully down the length of his shaft then tore the sachet open.  I really wasn't bothered about him wearing a condom but was glad of the lube. He sqeezed the packet onto his fingers which he then gently, while kissing me passionately, sipped them inside me lubricating the internal walls of my arse. He then sqeezed the remaining fluid into his cock. Then he lay ontop of me and very slowly slid his cock past my sphincter and deep inside me. It felt wonderful. He began fucking me gently as we continued to kiss passionately. I'd never felt like this before. It didn't just feel like sex, a quick fuck. This felt much more intense. As deep as his cock penetrated me, I wanted more. I wanted our bodies to melt into each other, to become one being. He began to fuck faster now. Every now and then he would withdraw fully and inspect the condom before plunging back, deep inside me. After ten minutes or so he pulled away from my mouth, pushed his cock inside as deep as he could, looked me in the eyes and cried out as his orgasm took hold. I could feel his jerking inside me as he emptied his ball inside me, or rather into the condom. He was still for a while then slowly withdrew from and inspected the condom again before taking my cock in his mouth. It only took half a dozen strokes of his mouth on my engorged cock before I myself cried out and filled his mouth with seed feeling like my entire being was entering his mouth.

We lay for a while just holding each other. Caressing each other. We had literally only known each other for less than a few hours in total but, I knew beyond all doubt that I loved this man. We hadn't just had sex, we had made love.

From then on we met everyday.  Always at my rooms and every time we had sex Peter used a condom. We became as close as two human beings can be. We even told each other we were in love with the other.

One night, about six weeks after our first night of passion, we had had sex and I was still ravenous for him. I wanted him to fuck me again. He told me that he really wanted to but he didn't have anymore condoms. I told him I didn't care. I wanted his to cum inside me. I wanted his seed in me. "Look, I'm not going to fuck you without a rubber,  no way" He was very serious and I was a little hurt, thinking he may catch something from me. I said "Look, I haven't had sex with anyone but you this year and I was tasted for STDs after my last partner. I wouldn't risk giving you anything, I just wouldn't. I love you and would never risk our relationship. Peter looked at me. Hi facial expression had turned serious. There was moister in his eyes. I thought he was going to cry. I put my hand on the side of his face and kissed him gently. "What on earth is the matter Peter, please tell me" He looked distraught, like he was about to break down. Then he told me everything. He said he had been in a short relationship with another student two years ago. It wasn't anything serious, just sex. He had let the other guy fuck him occasionally, although Peter was really a top he knew the other guy was  really versatile. Anyway,  last year they broke up. Just after Peter had met me and gone home for the summer he felt ill. He thought it was just a summer cold at first but, then he got really ill. He'd been taken into hospital with pneumonia and while he was there they did tests and, there was a long pause at this point but eventually he told me he'd been diagnosed with HIV. I was more than a little shocked. I couldn't believe it. Peter looked so healthy. He said that that's why he's obsessed with condoms. He loved me more than anything and didn't want to give it to me. He said he was so sorry for not telling me and would completely understand if I never wanted to see him again. At this I leaned forward and took him in my arms and held him more tightly than I ever had before. I told him I loved him more than life itself. That whatever happened I would always love him. We both cried and held each other before we went to sleep.

I didn't want there to be any barriers between us e physical or otherwise. If he was poz, I would be poz.

****To be continued ****

The moment where he rams himself deep and cums in me. It's then that I feel completely submissive and his. 

I always swallow, it's my reward. Even if it tastes bitter I never spit.

I'm 7" and count that as very average. Most guys I meet are 6-8" so, I count those as average measurements. As  bottom I'm happy with anything 8 and smaller.

I just love cock. Black or white. As long as I get some I don't care. 

I prefer to know that the top is enjoying himself and not bothered about me at all. When I'm being fucked I don't think about my cock, only my arse being drilled.

Poz, pozzing, toxic, conversion, neg for poz.

Yes, without doubt. I'm totally addicted. Most days I have long periods when I can't think of anything else. The urge for sex takes over and all common sense goes out the window until I get cock, preferably, up inside me. It has to be bareback and I have to receive a load to get the satisfaction I need. Sometimes I need it multiple times a day. I've tried to distract myself with other things but the desire always overcomes everything. 

Love it. Have done so a few times at a sauna I used to go to. Blindfolded myself then stuck my arse in the air in one of the private rooms. On one occasion I was fucked four times by, presumably, different guys while I continued to sniff poppers. Loved it.

Very hot story. Cock still dripping 😋 

Extremely hot. Loved every word. My cock is still throbing. 

Horrendously hot. More!

Has anyone tried using 'MACHBB' and if so, is it any good?

I lose my desire after I've cum. Like a few here, I like to hold off ejaculating until my top has finished filling me up. Having said that, I do get horny again fairly quickly especially if the top wants to fuck me again. 

Met a guy I'd been chatting to on 'Fabguys' here in Ireland. Turned up at his place at 9pm and fucked each other all night. I came twice times once in his mouth and once up his arse. I swallowed his first load then he fucked me bareback twice.  Left this morning having peeled myself off of the crusty sperm covered sheets I was stuck to. Definitely hope to see this guy again. 

Fantastic story. More please. 

Part 4

Richard awoke in the early hours, still on the rug next to the Molly he'd been about to have his way with, before he fell into his drunken comatose state. The pub was freezing. Ice had formed on the inside of the small panels of glass in the leaded windows. The fire had long expired. He went up stairs in search of a warm bed and possibly a warm hole. In one room we're a couple of old queens that had been in the bar the previous night. Both were semi dressed in female clothing. Definitely not to his taste. The door to the next room was closed. He opened it as quietly as he could. Lying on his side facing the opposite wall was his friend James and on the side nearest Richard was the young ifemiminate boy James had been talking to the previous night. They were both under several layers of blankets. Richard made his way over to the bed, stripping off his clothes off as he walked. Gently he lifted the blankets and crawled into bed beside the boy. The bed and the boy were warm. He lay on his side behind the young man and his fingers began to feel his hips then down to his peach of and arse. The boy groaned slightly, becoming aroused. Richard slipped a hand between the boys arse cheeks a noticed that they were slightly stuck together. He knew that was where his friends seed from the boys arse had dribbled out of his hole and dried. He prised the cheeks apart felt for the hole. He inserted a finger and could feel that he was still lubricated. Richards cock was now fully erect. This wouldn't be the first hole he'd fucked after James. He loved the sensation of a his friends seed on his cock as he fucked a man. Richard eased the tip of his cock inside the boy. His hole felt very warm and still contained a fair amount of his friends ejaculated seamen. It was only then than Sean opened his eyes and realised the man inside him wasn't James, as James was infront of him. Sean was instantly awake. He glanced over his shoulder and recognised James friend and relaxed a little. If he was a friend of James Sean felt sure James wouldn't object to this union. Richard inserted himself further inside Sean. Sean's body excepted Richard inside it readily. James turned over to face them, awakened by movement from the two bodies behind him. Still a little groggy from being woken, he smiled at Richard and Sean reaching forward for the boys hard cock which he began to gently massage back and forth. Richard, having eased his manhood as deep as he could began to slowly fuck Sean. James kissed first Sean and then Richard, then moved his head down to the boys crutch and took his cock in his mouth. Richard began to increase speed and thrust harder. The movement forced Sean's cock into James waiting mouth. Sean hadn't cum previously that night and he feel the pressure building in his loins. Sean's arse felt wonderful on Richards cock, the pressure in himself building with each stroke. The glans of his penis were experiencing the perfect amount of pressure and friction from the boys tight hole. He reached orgasm, shooting copious amounts of his seed deep into Sean as Sean excreted his own sperm into James waiting mouth. James savoured the sweet, salty, hot ejaculate and was surprised and how much volume the young man produced. James kept the fluid in his mouth and moved up to Richard. They began to kiss, James sharing the nectar he had extracted from the boy. Their tongues swirling it around each others mouths before swallowing.  

James was hard. He needed a fuck. He looked at Sean and told him to get on his knees. Sean obliged already longing for more cock and sperm inside him. James eagerly mounted him pushing his cock deep inside the hot wet mess that was Sean's fuck hole. Richard got infront of Sean and shoved his cock, already hard again, into his mouth. Sean was amazed that the taste of Richards seed and his own arse tasted so good. The three of them would appear to anyone watching like a well oiled machine. The three moving in perfect breeding harmony. James fucked Sean for at fifteen minutes before he filled the boys hole with even more man seed. Richard on seeing James ejaculating into the boys arse shot his load into Sean's mouth, his orgasm stronger than when he'd fucked him.

They lay together for some time, recovering from their activities. 

To be continued. 

Part 3

James removed a glass vile from his coat pocket. He looked at what remained. It still contained enough to lubricate the boy. He pulled the cork stopper from the top of the vile and gingerly dropped a small amount between Sean's firm smooth cheeks. The substance was oily and had the consistency of treacle but, the warmth of the boys body increased the viscosity making it runny and easier to apply.  James slid his fingers along the boys arse crack and the liquid ran towards Sean's hole. Sean loved the feeling and sighed and moaned approvingly. James penetrated the boys hole with two fingers and dribbled more of fluid between them allowing it to enter Sean's anus. James worked his fingers and the fluid into the soft tissue inside the boy. Sean was in ecstacy. It felt so wonderful to have and man inside him. A man he wanted inside him. James inserted his fingers as deep as he could then dripped sime of the lubricant on his member. Sean knew that, at almost 9" he was larger than the average man and was also aware that as Sean was still a virgin, he would have to be gentle and slow, at least initially. James lubed his cock ensuring the entire length was coated. Slowly he inserted himself into the boys hole. Sean tensed at initial invasion and James told him to try and relax. "Once I'm in past your sphincter it will much easier for you" Sean did as best as he could to relax as James pushed in deeper but, it still hurt. It took a few minutes but Sean got used to having a large object inside him and let his sphincter become less tense. He actually began to like the feeling. James asked Sean if he was okay and wished to continue to which Sean enthusiastically said he did. James began moving his hips slowly, pushing his cock in and out of the boys arsehole. Sean's hole felt wonderful on James cock. Sean was laying flat on the bed. James knelt and pulled the boys hips up and told him to kneel which Sean did. James entered him again. His cock slid into the boy more easily now and Sean began to enjoy being fucked. He could feel James manhood reaching deep inside his body. He knew this is what he had been born for, to give himself to other men, to serve them and be dominated by them. Having this man take him for the first time confirmed this. He loved having James inside him. He felt full and complete. The sensations running through his mind and body sent him to a place he'd never been before. James was thrusting in and out of the boy now, lost in his own desires and the pleasure the boys hole was giving his cock. James told Sean he was getting close to giving him his seed. The pressure building up in James was immense, intense and overwhelming. His cock felt as though it may explode if he didn't release. Sean's desire to receive his sperm was no less intense. He wanted this man's seed inside his body, he was desperate for it and told James this. James could hold back no longer. His cock jumped and his whole body went into spasm as he ejaculated his seamen into the body of the boy. His cock kept pumping until he was surely empty of his seed. Sean could feel James seed being pumped into him one squirt after another after another after another. He thought his insides must be full of Sean's juice. James collapsed on Sean's back. Spent of his sperm and energy. His cock still felt good inside the boy. His hole seemed to caress his cock milking James of any remaining seed. Sean felt wonderful. At last he had realised his need, his purpose. The cock and seed inside him felt natural and good. 

To be continued. 

The Falcon was built at the end of 17th Century. It had three floors and a cellar. At ground level was the pub and bar area. The 1st floor was for guests and the 2nd floor, all of it, was Sally's. Sally owned lock stock and beer barrels. 

James took Sean's hand and lead him the very rickety staircase that creaked on every step. It always felt to James that it was in imminent danger of collapse. The accommodation was basic to say the least. Six rooms in various states of decay with beds in each room. One room had three beds pushed together for the adventurous. James lead Sean into one of bedrooms in the middle of the house. This room had the chimney stack running up one was making it warmer, but not significantly so, than the other rooms on this floor.

The bed was against this wall. James took Sean in his arms and they kissed passionately. Their tongues exploring each others mouths. Slowly James removed Sean's clothing. His coat, a gilet, his smock and his trousers until Sean stood naked in front of him. His body was perfect.  He had warm soft skin but firm muscle underneath. His cock was fairly small but as hard as could be and pointed up almost touching his stomach. James let his fingers explore every inch of the boys body before taking his own clothes off. James pulled the thick blankets and sheets from the bed and pulled Sean onto it with him, then covered them over with the bedding. Sean was shivering and James cuddled him to warm him. Both were hard. They could feel each others cocks between them. The passion was strong for both. Soon both were warm, their bodies pressed together, there combined body heat making then so. Sean moved down and took James's cock in his mouth. He began to move his mouth and tongue over the entire length of his cock. Sean could taste the fluid leaking from James as he continued to stimulate him. James was impressed. This boy know how to suck. James extracted his cock and moved to suck Sean. His cock was small but perfect. As he sucked him he reached between Sean's legs and felt for his hole. He found it and Sean's gasped and moaned. "Oh please, take me, I want it, I want you to be the one" James could taste Sean's nectar as it leaked from his small cock. He pushed his finger further into the boys body. He was very tight, definitely a virgin, never penetrated before. Soon he would mount him but, he would prepare him properly first. 

To be continued.