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------- Chapter 3.1 - Catching Up With The Tour (Guide) ------- Ric had started to send the message several times but stopped each time and wondered if it had been too long. But then an image of him fucking Taylor or the blowjob in the bathroom would flash through his mind and he'd reach for his phone again. He wasn't even sure the number was valid anymore, so he first sent "Is this Taylor's #?" and when he got a reply of "yes" a few minutes later, he pasted in the rest of the message he'd saved. "Hi. I'm not sure you remember me but I'm Ric. We met last spring when I was here for a tour. I started classes and was wondering if we could meet again some time." He looked at the message and checked it for typos and then hit send. A minute later his phone ding'd and he read Taylor's message. "hard to forget a guy like u" was the first message and it was followed by a couple more. "was wild time w/u & ur dad" and then "love to meet again. u in dorm?" Ric's heart raced and while he wanted to fuck Taylor again, he also wanted to grow his friends list. Or fuck buddy list. "Yeah, dorms. Let me know when you have some time to meet. we can talk or whatever" was his reply. "Sunday afternoon? talk good whatever better lol" Taylor sent back. Ric chuckled and typed out "sounds good. 2 ok?" "yes. ur place or mine?" Taylor asked. "roommate prob here then, is urs ok?" Ric replied. "sure" Taylor sent and a minute later Ric got an address. He spent the next few days either studying or checking out cruising apps to see who was around. When he had finished he remembered that one of the replies when he gave out his new work number was from Rawson who had said something about a new project. After several messages and a few phone calls with both Rawson and his manager Ari, he had a date for another video shoot the following Friday. Finally after nearly two months his calendar was starting to fill with more interesting things than test dates. Ric had just ended his call with Ari confirming the time and location for his porn shoot when his roommate Eddy came back from campus. He was propped against the wall in his usual dorm wear - a jockstrap and running shorts. On cooler days he'd add a tank and wear basketball shorts. The warmer temperatures suited him much better than what he was used to back home. Even when the natives were complaining about it being cold he was more than comfortable. "Ric, I have to tell you, I don't understand why the other guys didn't like you as a roommate. You're clean, you don't keep me locked out all the time and you don't blast music while I'm trying to study. You're the best roommate I've had my entire college life" Eddy said a few minutes later. "Thanks. You've been great too. The best of all three I've had" Ric replied, chuckling. He expected there to be a followup and there was. "Uh... would you mind if I had the room to myself on Sunday?" Eddy asked. "You don't need to butter me up to ask, Eddy. It's part of sharing a room. What times do you need me to be gone? It might be kind of hard if I have to find a place to sleep, but otherwise I'm flexible" Ric replied. "I know, but I've been meaning to say something and never get the chance. Like noon to eight?" Eddy asked nervously. "That works. I'm supposed to meet a friend at 2 and I can find stuff to do before and until eight or nine. Put something on the doorknob until you're done so I know it's ok to come back. My first roommate had a bandanna and was sure I knew not to bother him if it was on the door" Ric explained and gave another chuckle. "Thanks, I really appreciate it" Eddy replied. Ric could see that Eddy was waiting for Ric to ask why, but Ric really didn't care. If Eddy wanted to divulge his plans he would. He was just happy that Eddy was going to do something other than study and sleep. On Sunday, he walked out of the dorm at 11:30 am with a small backpack that had a few things in it for his meeting with Taylor. His first destination was the bath house that Hector had told him about. He wasn't going to go in, but he just wanted to know where it was. He was surprised that even on a Sunday morning there were people hanging around the place. One guy even whistled at him and yelled "Come on over... Don't be shy" but Ric just shook his head and kept walking. He walked around and eventually made it to Taylor's place right on time. "Hey stud, welcome" Taylor said. Ric was a little surprised at Taylor's new look. The scruff was now longer and seemed a permanent addition rather than just weekend laziness. There was a stud on the side of his nose and a dark plug in each ear. His hair had grown out on top but was still cut close on the sides. The clothes were similar to what he wore to the hotel the last time Ric saw him, but instead of a white lycra tee, Taylor wore a tight, bright blue tank. "Thanks. You're looking a lot hotter than the last time I saw you. You really shed the conservative look. I like it" Ric replied as he walked into the apartment. They sat down on the couch and talked, getting to know each other a little more. Ric could tell that Taylor was horny, maybe even as horny as he was. He made the first move getting closer and soon was on top of Taylor, kissing him. Their hands roamed all over each other's bodies. Ric's shirt was the first thing to get tossed on the floor, followed by Taylor's tank. Their shorts came off next and both were wearing similar red trunks. "You look hotter than last time too" Taylor said as he gnawed on the bulge a minute before pulling them down. Ric slid down on to the rug on the floor and let Taylor suck and lick his cock. It was hard as usual and he liked how Taylor would alternate between sucking and then exploring his cock and balls with this tongue. He watched Taylor's ass bounce up and down as Taylor worked on his cock, but he wanted both of them to be completely naked. He slid around with Taylor following along. Soon they both were on their sides in a sixty nine with Ric being the one to gnaw on Taylor's bulge. Taylor never skipped a beat, continuing to suck, slobber and moan while Ric enjoyed the growing bulge. While both were energetically pleasuring each other, there was no urgency to get to the next step. They had hours to play and while they both wanted to fuck, they were going to have fun getting there. Ric tugged and had Taylor's trunks sliding across the floor while his mouth engulfed the newly freed cock. Ric tried to remember Taylor's profile that he found back in the Spring before the three way with his dad, but couldn't remember whether it said bottom or versatile. Taylor seemed to be enjoying Ric's attention to his cock, but that didn't mean anything. He'd met bottoms that hated their dick's being touched and others that loved it. Ric hoped that he'd get to feel it plow into his hole at least a little bit today. He let Taylor's cock pop out of his mouth and worked down a little farther to give some attention to his hairless balls. Ric lapped his tongue over each orb before he sucked one in and gave it a good tongue bath. He leaned his head back, stretching the ball in it's sack before it popped free of his lips. He gave the other one the same attention and felt Taylor moan around his cock. Ric pushed Taylor's legs wider and licked along the taint, feeling the soft, wet balls drag over his face. He moved a little farther and felt his cock slip out of Taylor's mouth. He rolled on to his back, pulling Taylor with him before burying his face in Taylor's ass. His tongue explored for a few minutes and then suddenly he felt his own legs get pulled back. Next, he felt Taylor's scruffy face between his ass cheeks and then a tongue attack his hole. The position was awkward and they started alternating, giving one a break while the other feasted on ass and then swapping. After four or five turns, Ric spun around and grabbed his ankles and pulled his legs back. Taylor looked shocked for a moment but wasn't going to give up the opportunity. He slid between Ric's legs, aiming his still hard cock to the wet hole. A long, deep moan came out of Taylor's mouth as his cock slowly descended into Ric's hungry hole. "Damn... I never expected this" Taylor said, grinning down at Ric. His hips started to rock and within a few minutes he was plowing Ric's hole. "You're more versatile than I thought" Ric said while he flexed his hole around Taylor's cock. He saw Taylor gasp a few times and his thrusts slowed down. Ric clamped down a couple times with his ass and got a couple quick "Oh fuck" comments from Taylor. Taylor pulled out and muttered "Bastard" before plowing back in and drilling Ric's hole. Less than a minute later, he shoved in deep and Ric felt the spurts shower his guts with cum. Ric milked the throbbing cock, coaxing as much cum from Taylor's balls as he could. Ric wondered if Taylor was shooting blanks or charged seed into him, but as quickly as the thought entered his mind it was gone as he enjoyed being filled with cum again. Taylor was breathing heavy while he slowly pulled his cock free of Ric's cum filled hole. He collapsed on Ric's chest and kissed him deeply. Ric let go of his legs and wrapped both his arms and legs around Taylor's body. They laid there for a few moments before Taylor said "You're more versatile than I thought too. I thought you were just a top stud." "Not at all. My favorite is to flip back and forth, but most guys just want me to fuck them" Ric said, rolling over on top of Taylor. His legs pushed Taylor's apart and his cock nestled against Taylor's hole. He stared back at Taylor, who had a growing smile on his face. "You want it, don't you?" Ric asked. "Mmmhmm" Taylor replied. A second later, Ric was sliding into Taylor's spit slick hole. While Taylor groaned, the smile never left his face. Once a third of his shaft was inside, Ric started to rock his hips. Slowly he got deeper and deeper with a slow, even pace. While he occasionally drilled in faster or pulled out and drove back in, Ric kept the fuck much softer than he did the last time with Taylor. After almost thirty minutes of playfully fucking Taylor, he started to feel the cum rise from his balls. He quickly built up speed and then stopped when his cock began to pulse. Ropes of cum pumped into Taylor's chute while both guys moaned. They grinned at each other once the shots had ended. Ric leaned down and kissed Taylor before rolling off next to him. Laying on his back with Taylor on his side next to him, Ric leaned over and kissed Taylor again. "That was a lot more fun than last time. I prefer one on one to three ways. There's only a few guys I know of where I really enjoy them. I guess I'm just greedy" Ric said. Taylor laughed and said "I liked doing you and your dad. It kind of ticked another bucket list item off, but yeah, you alone was ten times better." Ric breathed deep and wasn't sure he should bring it up but decided to go for it. "So, I guess you didn't have any doubts about fucking with a poz guy again. Did you get tested after the last time?" Ric asked. Taylor laughed again. "I completely forgot about that. Uh... no. I haven't gotten tested. I've been meaning to but since I never got sick I figured it was a waste of time" Taylor said giving Ric another kiss. Taylor traced his long index finger around Ric's chest before playing with his pierced nipples again. Ric replied "Not everyone gets sick. It's better to know... it might change who you choose to fuck raw." Ric moaned as Taylor flicked his fingers over each nipple. "Now... when does your roommate come back?" Ric asked. His cock was now rigid again from Taylor playing with his nips. "Six or so. It doesn't matter, we've walked in on each other fucking so many times now we expect it when we get home, especially on weekends" Taylor said as he climbed over Ric and straddled him. He raised up and lined Ric's stiff cock up and sunk back down, his stretched hole easily wrapping around the thick shaft this time. Both Ric and Taylor moaned loudly as Taylor bottomed out with his ass resting on Ric's hips. Slowly he rose back up and then dropped back down, their skin slapping together. "Damn, I can't believe how good this feels. It's so different than last time" Taylor said as he rose back up and began to slowly fuck himself on Ric's cock. Ric groaned and then said "Yeah, I fuck based on my mood. Sometimes gentle, sometimes rough. Even my dad said I was too hard with you after you left last Spring" while Taylor kept riding his cock. Ric reached out and stroked Taylor's dick, watching it drool precum over the trail on his abs. They stared at each other, grinning like crazy, as Taylor fucked himself and Ric gave the occasional upward thrust. Taylor eventually leaned forward with his hands on each side of Ric's head and Ric took over, plowing with long strokes into Taylor's cum soaked cunt. "Fuck, yeah. Take that cock Tay" Ric heard as the door clicked shut. He couldn't see who came in, but assumed it was Taylor's roommate. "Shit, how many loads you take? I can see cum drippin off your balls" was the next comment. The guy moved a little and now Ric could see him. He looked like the original, more clean cut version of Taylor but with almost bleached blond hair and clean shaven. His shorts were around his ankles and he was stroking himself as he watched Ric fuck his roommate. Unlike many guys that close their eyes as they masturbate, the roommate was closely watching Ric's cock drill Taylor's hole as his hand tugged on his cock. Ric was getting close but when Taylor twisted his left nip he felt his cock swell. The second twist got his balls tight against his shaft and the third twist took him over the edge. Ric let out a loud growl as pulses of cum shot through his cock, deep into Taylor's gut. He felt a rope of jizz shoot over his leg and a few more between his and Taylor's chests. "Fuck! That was so hot. I could see your cock pump each shot into him" the roommate said as he gasped. Ric looked over and saw the roommate scrape cum off the end of his cock and then lick it off his finger. He then stuffed his cock back into his underwear and pulled his shorts up before collapsing in a nearby chair. Ric looked back at Taylor, whose chest was heaving and he had a huge smile was on his face. Both stood there a minute before Taylor leaned back and slowly pulled off of Ric's cock. "Holy shit! How long is that thing" the roommate asked, apparently still fixated on Taylor's ass and Ric's cock. "Biggest I've ever taken" Taylor said after the head pulled free of his outer ring. Taylor rolled over on the other side of Ric and stared back at his roommate. "Ric, this voyeur is Peter, my roommate. He really likes live porn, I guess." Ric chuckled as he scooped some of Taylor's cum off his chest and licked his finger clean. The three laid there, chatting a bit until Peter got up and went to the bathroom, coming back with a few towels. He gave Ric and Taylor each one and used the third to mop up his cum from the floor. "You're not going to lick it up?" Ric joked. "Not in front of guests" Peter replied, grinning. Taylor rolled away from Ric, on to his back and looked up. "So, which one do you prefer, Peter? Me or Ric?" Taylor asked. "Uh... Usually I take the bigger one... but... I think that tattoo means he's poz... So it would have to be yours" Peter replied. "I could be on meds and undetectable. That's safer than most fucks. You can't tell that from the tattoo" Ric said before he leaned over and kissed Taylor again. With no response from Peter, Ric and Taylor finished up wiping themselves off. Peter brought out three bottles of beer and the trio sat around talking and drinking for a while, HIV status never coming up again. "I should get back to my place. It's getting late. Thanks for the fun time. I hope we can get together again. It doesn't just have to be for sex" Ric said, chuckling. "Yeah, definitely. But I like the sex part too... You got my number" Taylor said. "Nice to meet you Peter. Take care guys" Ric said as he walked out the door and headed back to his dorm room. It was almost 10pm when he got there and he checked to make sure there was nothing on the door indicating Eddy was still busy inside. He found Eddy asleep on his bed, wearing only his underwear instead of his usual cartoon print lounge pants and a faint smell of cum. "Hope he had fun" Ric thought as he stripped down and tossed on his sleeping shorts, grabbed his towel and shower stuff and went to the showers. He was tempted to just let the cum smell stay on his body until morning, but he didn't want to stink up the room. Any cum smell would have to be from Eddy.

------- Chapter 2.4 - Hoping For One And Hitting The Jackpot ------- The guys were lounging in the hot tub, enjoying the warm, bubbly water. Joe dug into the cooler and passed new beers around. "This is the last round or someone, cough cough Ric, has to go upstairs and get more beer" Joe said. Ric and Kyle both laughed. "My rates for being a pool boy are pretty high. I don't know if you can afford me" Ric said, winking at Joe. "We're dual income, no kids. We can cover it. But... uh... what if we hire you as an extra in a porn flick, is that cheaper? The pool boy always works hard and gets nailed in those vids" Joe joked. All three were chuckling when a guy came up and asked "Room for one more?" The guys looked him over, seeing a tall strawberry blond guy with broad shoulders, military haircut, dense scruff on his face, trimmed chest hair, rainbow trunks with a very full pouch and hairy legs. Joe guessed he was about five years older than him. The smile on the guy's face was big as he waited for a reply. After a long pause while they checked him out, Joe said "Of course. But we're out of beer, so we're not going to be very good hosts." "I'll just enjoy he scenery, then" the guy replied. A moment after he sat into the spa he introduced himself - "By the way, I'm Bradley. I just moved in a couple weeks ago." "Hi Bradley, I'm Kyle, that's my partner Joe and our friend Ric. We just moved in too" Kyle said, pointing out each guy as he talked. "Oh... Partner. I guess you guys are off limits, then" Bradley said, looking disappointed. Joe smiled. "Partners, yes. Monogamous, no. We play together or apart. Just ask Ric" he said. The smile came back to Bradley's face right away. "So I take it all of you guys are gay?" he asked. The three all nodded. Joe then replied "Oh yeah. I think there is one token straight guy in the complex, but I'm not sure. If I open up a cruising app around here it looks like I'm up in the city during Folsom." "I'm guessing from the trunks that you're queer too?" Kyle asked. "Gay and proud. Out since I was 14" Bradley replied. Joe got out of the water and said "I'm gonna go recycle. Be right back" and wandered back to the main building. Bradley turned to Ric and asked "You and the guy pissing like ink and metal. Is there a good tattoo place around here?" Ric smiled and laughed. "Well, we all have some ink and it's all been done by the same guy. He just happens to be a thousand miles from here. We're all recent transplants" Ric explained. Kyle stood up in the hot tub and climbed up on the edge, so his biohazard tattoo was now visible. Bradley looked over and nodded as Ric did the same. "Matching tattoos? But I thought your partner was the other guy?" Bradley asked. "It's a club tattoo and mine is smaller than his" Ric explained. Kyle laughed and said "His tattoo is smaller, but his dick sure isn't." "Must be an interesting club. Most gay guys that have a biohazard tat are poz" Bradley said, glancing back and forth between Kyle and Ric. Joe walked up and as he was getting into the tub Bradley asked "Are you in the same club these guys are? You have a different tat than they do." Joe laughed. "Yeah, my club tat is on my leg, the scorpion was a gift" he said, chuckling as he turned around to show Bradley his calf. "Damn. I'm feeling left out" Bradley said, chuckling. "It's easy to get you into the club, it's just that out here you don't get a free tattoo" Kyle explained. "Oh? How's that?" Bradley asked, innocently. "As you said, gay guys that have a biohazard tat are usually poz. Some are undetectable, but we're not. We just have to share our bug with you and you'll be in the club in no time" Kyle said, grinning. "Fuck... You serious?" Bradley asked. "Only if you are" Joe replied. "Why would I want to do something as crazy as that?" Bradley asked. "Do you fuck raw?" Ric asked and got "Usually" from Bradley. "You on prep?" asked Kyle and Bradley shook his head "no." Ric rubbed the growing bulge in his trunks and asked "Top or bottom?" "Bottom" Bradley mumbled, barely audible over the pool jets. Joe smiled and said "Its just a matter of time, then. Hell, you might already be poz and not even know it." "Do I look sick to you? I'm in perfect shape. Besides, I'm careful" Bradley replied. "Yeah, you are in great shape. I think you'd look hot as hell bent over with three sexy poz guys taking turns on that hot ass of yours. We don't look sick, do we?" Joe asked. Before Bradley could answer, Kyle said "Careful? How? By hitting on guys in a hot tub that all advertise their status? Ya know, there's lots of guys out there that don't even know they're poz and they keep on fuckin around, passin their bug along to unsuspecting bottoms like you." Ric moved closer to Bradley, rubbing his fingers over the furry chest and his hard nips. His hand dropped into the water and squeezed the large bulge in Bradley's trunks. He leaned in and said "There's no guarantees. Some guys get it with one fuck, some need lots more. The risk, though, makes for some really hot sex." Joe moved in next and was standing on the other side of Bradley, his hand softly stroking Bradley's back. "When you came over to the hot tub you were hoping to get fucked by all three of us, weren't you?" Joe asked. "Uh... I was hoping for maybe one... I never expect more than that" Bradley replied. "A hot stud like you? I'd think you'd have no problem finding dick" Kyle said, now standing in front of Bradley. "Too many fuckin' bottoms around. I figured my chances of finding a top were better with three of you" Bradley said, almost forgetting about the HIV issue until he looked up and saw Kyle standing there with the tattoo just above his straining swim trunks. "You hit the jackpot, Bradley. All three of us are versatile. We love to top just as much as bottom. You ever have three guys use you at the same time?" Joe asked. "Fuck... Uh... only in my dreams. Most I had was two and they were one after the other" Bradley replied. "Just say yes and we can give you an afternoon you'll remember" Ric said, pinching Bradley's left nipple. Kyle smiled and he could see Bradley struggle between the desire to get fucked by three guys at once and the consequences. They stood there another minute with nothing more being said and Bradley looking stunned. First, Kyle backed away and a few moments later, Joe did the same, going back to his spot on the other side of the tub. Ric stayed next to Bradley another half minute and then he too, moved back to his old spot after rubbing Bradley's chest one more time. "I'm out of beer. Guess it's time to head back. Nice to meet you Bradley. Good luck finding some neg dick" Kyle said, winking over at Joe and then Ric. Ric got out of the hot tub first and started drying off, Kyle did the same a few seconds later. "Apartment 237. Give me five minutes before you come up. I don't want anyone to know we're hooking up if they saw the tats" Bradley said before climbing out of the hot tub. Joe chuckled and watched Bradley towel off and grab his water bottle and sunscreen. They waited a few minutes after Bradley got inside he building and then collected their stuff. They dumped the empty beer cans into the trash before following Joe out of the pool area. Joe even led them towards a different door than Bradley used before climbing the stairs to the second floor in search of number 237. The door was ajar when they got there and Kyle tapped before walking in. Bradley stood there, staring back at them, visibly nervous. Soon he was surrounded by three horny guys, all pawing at his body. Seconds later Bradley's trunks were on the floor and a few seconds after that it was joined by three more swimsuits. Two hands pushed on each of his shoulders and Bradley was on his knees, staring at three quickly hardening cocks. He was no stranger being in this position and started working from side to side, sucking each of the cocks in front of him. Thirty minutes of oral stimulation had Joe ready to get a closer look at Bradley's ass. A few whispers and Bradley was on all fours, Ric was on his knees with Bradley sucking his cock while Ric sucked Kyle. Joe was licking the chlorine and sweat off of Bradley's ass. The longer his tongue worked over the furry ass, the more relaxed Bradley got. A few minutes later, the sounds coming from Bradley almost sounded like purring. Ric had one hand resting on Bradley's head and the other on Kyle's bare ass. Joe worked some spit into Bradley's hole with his finger, adding a few gobs more until he decided it was ready for some cock. Ric saw Joe line his rigid shaft up and held tighter on Bradley's head. A loud moan came out of Bradley, around Ric's cock, as Joe pushed inside. With a final tug on his hips, Joe's bare cock was fully planted inside. Joe was surprised how easily Bradley took his whole cock and was plowing in and out seconds later. As Joe's thrusts got harder, Ric's cock got pushed into Bradley's throat. Ric felt Bradley gag slightly the first few times and then his cock pushed in deeper as he relaxed more. A few minutes later, Kyle pulled away, whispering "Getting too close." Joe's thrusts started to get slower and he looked up at Kyle, winking. Kyle smiled back, knowing that he should get ready to take Joe's place soon. Soon was only four thrusts later, when Joe groaned as his cock pumped a half dozen shots of viral cum into Bradley's ass. Ric felt Bradley freeze the moment Joe drove in the last time and knew that he'd gotten his first toxic load. Kyle slid easily into the cummy hole and Joe came back over Ric's waiting mouth. He licked over the still hard shaft, tasting Joe's seed and Bradley's ass. When most of the coating was gone, Ric swallowed Joe's shaft. Kyle knew he was close when he entered Bradley and the thrusts from his pierced cock didn't help. He started with hard thrusts and was soon pounding the sloppy hole, the PA tugging with each stroke and the ladder of barbell piercings sending rippling waves of pleasure through his body. Bradley started to get into it and began rocking his body back on to Kyle's cock and then forward onto Ric's. After several minutes, Kyle reached his limit and plowed in, burying his shaft into Bradley's hole and started to cum. He grunted a few times as his seed mixed with Joe's inside Bradley's unprotected gut. Ric smiled as he watched Kyle breed the neg hole and slowly pulled his cock from Bradley's mouth. He waited a moment for Kyle to pull out and then pushed his cock into the very slick hole. Even with the two other guys opening up Bradley's ass, Ric stretched him even further. Bradley groaned as Ric drove his cock slowly into the tight sleeve. Once he was half way in, he started to pull back. Shoving back in, Ric started with shorter strokes, enjoying the cum filled hole and firm pressure on his shaft. Just like Kyle, the oral stimulation had gotten him close when he started fucking. He had decided not to get real rough with Bradley, trying to extend the fuck as long as possible, but the sounds coming out of Bradley's mouth showed he was really feeling Ric's shaft. The strokes got longer after a few more minutes and Ric gripped the bottom's hips to start plowing a little harder. Ric tried a few tricks to prolong the fuck, but fifteen minutes after he had entered Bradley, his cock was starting to throb and he knew he couldn't wait much longer. Ric's cock showered Bradley's colon with his load, adding to the viral pool already inside him. "Oh fuck!" Bradley screamed out, shooting his own load all over the floor. The spasms from his hole milked a few more spurts from Ric's cock. Once both of their orgasms had ended and they had rested a moment, Ric pulled his cock free and watched the hole slowly close up. "I'm gonna be feelin' this for a few days. I've never felt so sore or full of cum in my life" Bradley said, laying flat on his stomach on the floor. Kyle looked down and saw the puddle of pink cum on the floor, staining the cream colored rug and knew that their piercings had torn him up pretty good. Joe chuckled and said "That was a lot of fun. I hope you enjoyed it as much as I did. Let us know if you want a repeat some time" before pulling his trunks back on. With Kyle and Ric also dressed, the three walked out of the apartment, grinning.

------- Chapter 2.3 - Dumping A Big One ------- In the morning, Kyle got up first and soon the smell of bacon cooking pulled Joe and Ric out of the bedroom. As they ate breakfast, Joe said "I thought we'd spend a few hours down at the pool and scope the guys out. There always seem to be a ton of guys on the apps cruising around here and we haven't had a chance to meet many of our neighbors." Almost everyone in the pool area stared at them when they walked past the gate. A few guys were in the pool, several on lounge chairs and surprisingly, the hot tub was empty. Joe set the cooler down and tossed his towel on a nearby chair. Kyle and Ric both dropped their towels on the same chair and looked around. A sea of eyes looked back at them as they slowly climbed into the tub. They each cracked a beer open and after a few sips, Joe picked up his phone. "27 guys within 500 feet. Looks like everyone at the pool is lookin" Joe said. Kyle kept fidgeting around, trying to find a comfortable position. "Fuck! My ass is still sore, Ric. You gotta knock guys up with just one fuck like that" Kyle said before he finished off his beer. Ric smiled and said "Not everyone gets fucked like that, but I got a good track record. From the way you fucked my face, I thought you wanted it rough. But... When I try to poz a guy, I like giving em a few doses, just to make sure. Joe looks pretty good for being a grampa a dozen times over." "I would have thought it was more than that, Ric. A sexy guy like you should be able to charge a lot of guys up" Joe said, looking up from his phone. "I only count ones I do by myself. I don't include the other half of the swim team, Marcus, the client Paul and I did or other group fucks. I had a part, but I can't claim credit for those guys. I had a couple months where almost everyone I fucked was on prep, that kept the numbers down too. And there's one time hookups or clients that I have no idea if I tagged them or not" Ric said, scanning around the pool area and feeling his cock get harder. Joe chuckled and nodded. "Speaking of which, have you started doing jobs out here yet? I know Paul was eager to do another job with you, which is pretty rare since I know he's really picky" Joe said as he kept flipping through his phone. "Not yet. I got a new number and passed it to a few people like Paul and Rawson. I need to call them back though since both said they wanted to talk. I've just been busy with school" Ric said, slowly getting out of the tub. As Ric dried off, Joe said "Yeah, you have the right priorities. You can't escort your whole life. I've found I have a lot more fun with the gigs now that there's no pressure to make money from them to eat and pay bills. And someone seems to be really horny when I come home from a client stinking of sex." "Guilty" Kyle said before laughing. "Is there a bathroom down here? I gotta piss" Ric asked. Joe gave him directions while Ric finished drying himself off and he headed into the building. He stood at the urinal pissing when a guy came in a minute later. He took the next urinal and began to pee too. "You and your friends are lookin hot over there. Are you new here?" the guy asked. Ric looked over and saw a muscled guy, who was a few inches taller than him, and smiled. He had a large tattoo on his back and another on his leg with a firm bubble butt in between. The guy's head was shaved like his face and a pair of grey eyes with a big smile that looked back at him. "The other guys just moved in. I'm visiting for the weekend" Ric said as the stream slowed to a drip. He shook his cock and then let go of the foreskin before stuffing it back into his trunks. "I hope you visit a lot. We can always use more sexy guys around here" the guy said, as he finished his piss. Both backed away before turning to face each other. They checked each other out, their eyes looking up and down. The other guy moved closer and rubbed his hand over Ric's bulge and smiled back at him. "This feels like more than a mouthful" he said before he slid a few fingers into the top of Ric's trunks. He pulled Ric into the one stall and sat down on the toilet, tugging Ric's trunks back down. "Fuck. Hung and loaded, huh?" the guy said as he lifted the stiffening shaft up and wrapped his lips around the end. Slowly he took more of Ric's cock into his mouth and worked his tongue around the hard shaft. Ric knew he was no stranger to giving head and soon had his hand on the back of the cocksucker's head. Control moved to Ric and he started to plow into the guy's mouth. He listened to make sure they weren't going to get interrupted, since the stall door was wide open and Ric's could feel the breeze on his ass. "Yeah... I hope you like playing with fire" Ric said quietly. The guy froze and pulled himself back before looking up at Ric's face. Ric saw the conflicted look in the guy's face and smiled back at him. "A blowjob is pretty safe, but I kinda want that sweet ass too" Ric said and watched the guy's eyes open wide. The guy started to suck Ric's cock again and it wasn't long before he was plowing into his throat. Any hesitance began to fade away and when his balls slapped on to the guy's chin he wondered if he was going to fuck or just dump his load down the guy's throat. A few minutes later, Ric moved his hands to either side of the guy's head and pushed him away until the partially covered cockhead was just inside his lips. He tugged and drove balls deep into the muscle guy's throat. "Mmmm, I bet that ass would feel even better than your throat" Ric said, chuckling after. His cock inched it's way back until it popped free. Ric let go of the guy's head and moved his hand to his thick bicep, giving a gentle tug. Seconds later, the guy was turned around and bracing against the wall. Ric tugged on the guy's white speedo and as it hit the floor, the guy stepped out and spread his legs like he'd done many times before. Ric had dropped his trunks to the floor too and began to kneel. His hands spread the guy's butt apart and Ric looked in at the tender, pink hole. With not a hair in sight, Ric pressed his face in, running his tongue along the crevice. A few flicks over the pucker caused the guy to moan and slowly the hole started to relax. Ric got a little more aggressive and jabbed his tongue in. His finger joined the fun and he alternated his slick tongue and the long finger. Once he was opened a little, a second finger began poking in. The moans got louder and Ric began to twist the pair. The moan stopped and Ric was sure he heard "Please fuck me" before he began again. He plunged both fingers in and twisted them quickly before he pulled them free and stood up. His rigid shaft was nestling against the spit covered hole, dripping precum into the ring. Ric leaned over, wrapping his arm around the bottom's chest and pressed in. He heard the guy gasp and then pushed again. A few more tries and the head squeezed past the ring as the bottom continued with short, fast gasps. "Surprised you're this tight. Your mouth felt a lot more experienced with thick meat" Ric said softly, his hips working his cock deeper. When the moans turned to groans he pulled back and dripped more spit down and leaned back against the guy's back. Ric jabbed in a few times, pumping another inch in each time. "Fuck! There's more?" the bottom cried out. "Yeah, just a bit. You can take it" Ric whispered in his ear. A few more stabs and his hips were planted against the firm butt. "See?" Ric said as he felt the guy's chest heave. He began to roll his hips, letting the strokes get longer and longer until three quarters of his shaft was plowing in and out. The hole seemed to get a little looser and slicker so Ric began to drill harder into the unprotected tunnel. Grunts and groans had replaced all of the other sounds the guy had been making and soon Ric was grunting along with him. His balls were churning and and soon his cock started to throb. Ric shoved in hard and let his balls start to flood the guy's chute. The spurts were strong and Ric felt the warm cream envelop his cock. The bottom gasped loudly and then whimpered, realizing he had just been bred with a potentially viral load. Ric stood there, the throbbing from his shaft fading slowly until he felt the guy's hole spasm around it. A couple small pulses added more cum to the muscle guy's cunt. A moan returned briefly followed by "Oh fuck." He felt the guy shiver and Ric let go of him, standing up and dragging his still hard cock out of the sloppy hole. Ric backed away from the stall and picked up his trunks, pulling them on. The guy did the same with his speedo, but didn't have the problem of stuffing a thick, semi-hard cock into them, like Ric did. The bottom breathed deep a few times and turned around, glancing over at Ric with a shocked expression. He didn't say anything more, but walked out of the bathroom with Ric a few paces behind. Ric chuckled to himself as they got close to the pool, seeing a pink spot start to form on the back of the guy's white speedo. He grabbed another beer and climbed into the hot tub between Joe and Kyle. "You were gone a long time. Did you dump a big one?" Joe asked, smiling back at Ric. "You could say that" Ric replied, laughing.

------- Chapter 2.2 - Fucking the Boyfriend ------- Joe rolled off the couch, kneeling, while Ric stretched out relaxing for a few minutes. "We need to find another guy to fuck together. Marcus was so good 'cuz I got to do him with you. Just like the guys I've knocked up with Kyle" Joe said before standing up. He walked to the kitchen and tossed an apron over his naked body. Ric stood up and clenched his ass, trying to hold Joe's load in. He walked back to the kitchen and leaned against the wall like before as Joe tried to get back into cooking mode. Ric stared at him and the conversation wandered around. Joe suddenly stopped and turned to Ric. "I hope you don't think I just invited you over for sex. It's a lot deeper than that, but I really hope we fuck a lot this weekend. I really have missed you and while I know our lives can get busy, I want to stay in touch" Joe said. He turned and went back to preparing dinner. "I missed you too. I just don't want to... intrude. I know you have Kyle and I hope to find someone like him one day. But... I'll enjoy the times we can meet. Sex or no sex. God knows I haven't fucked much the past two months. Even the doctor bitched at me about it" Ric said. Joe smiled and turned to Ric and said "Then let's fix that. We're going to meet at least every month to fatten you up and swap as much seed as we can." Ric laughed and said "Sounds good." Joe kept working on dinner and any time Ric would ask if he could help, Joe would say "no." Ric watched and realized he had never seen anyone really cook. His mom had always thrown stuff together or popped a frozen dinner into the oven when she got home from work and what Joe was doing looked nothing like the food he had eaten. A few minutes later Kyle walked in and dropped his pack at the door. "Oh fuck yeah, two naked guys ready to make me feel good" Kyle said, before laughing. "Both of us are off the clock. You'll have to find some other rent boy" Joe replied. "After the day I had? I expect a twenty finger massage" Kyle responded, winking at Ric. "Aww, someone have a rough day?" Joe joked. "Longer than yours. And where's my fuckin' dinner?" he asked before giggling. "I got distracted. Give me 45 minutes and dinner should be ready" Joe said. Kyle grinned at Ric before walking up behind him and wrapping his arm around Ric's body. "I bet you were the distraction. Know what we can do in 45 minutes?" "My friend Lisa says it only takes five minutes to make a baby" Ric said, chuckling. "She needs to find better guys. Even I can fuck a girl for longer than that" Joe said, laughing. "Well then, we'll have forty minutes to smoke a cigar afterwards. Let's try to get someone pregnant" Kyle said as he grabbed Ric's hand and pulled him to the bedroom. Ric was still naked and Kyle had his work clothes on. Ric looked at Kyle and he was worried. He didn't want to do anything to jeopardize his relationship with either of them. Kyle smiled as he took his shirt and pants off. When he saw Ric's expression he said "You should know that Joe and I share everything, including friends. Just not clients." Ric sunk to his knees and tugged on Kyle's trunks. Seconds later his mouth engulfed Kyle's cock and he felt Kyle's hands wrap around his head. Ric thought that if he was just a bottom for Joe and Kyle for the weekend it would be well worth it. He was so hungry for sex it didn't matter what position he was in. He regretted not going to the bath house a few days before, but he knew the two tests he had on Thursday were more important. Ric's face kept bouncing off Kyle's trimmed pubes and the roughness of Kyle's face fuck turned him on. His cock was hard as a rock while he worked Kyle's shaft over. The playfulness of the fuck with Joe earlier was gone, replaced by a much more aggressive vibe. When he felt Kyle let go of his head, he slowly pulled back, letting the cock pop free of his lips. He looked up, never really having closely examined Kyle's body before. "Not bad for a freshman" Kyle said, barely containing his laughter. Ric chuckled too, unsure of where this was going. A few seconds later Kyle pulled him off the floor and the two fell on to the bed. Kyle's hands were all over Ric and it wasn't long before Kyle had Ric's cock in his mouth. Ric was surprised at how good Kyle was at taking his cock down into his throat. While his technique was different than Joe's, it felt just as good. Ten minutes later, Kyle pulled off grasping Ric's balls in his hand. Looking up Kyle said "I need this cock. Joe's raved too much about it and I need to know if he's bullshitting me." "It's just a cock. It might be thicker or longer, but it's just a freshman cock" Ric said, smiling back at Kyle. He had taken the time while he talked to crawl between Kyle's legs and aim his cock at Kyle's pink hole. Dripping some spit down on to the slightly exposed head of his cock, Ric stared back at Kyle and grinned. "Need some poz dick?" he said just before he stuffed his bare cock in. Ric wasn't sure whether to follow the rough face fuck or the joking banter. Kyle screamed out "FUCK!" as Ric's thick cock plowed into his hole, feeling like it was ripping him in two. Ric was less than half way in and it felt tight, but good. Ric then looked down and saw Kyle sweating and trembling. He knew more lube was needed since there wasn't a need to try and charge Kyle up. He pulled back and added a few more gobs of spit before pushing back in a few inches. He rocked his hips, plunging in and out, and getting a little deeper before he stopped. "Too bad you're already knocked up. Did Joe get you too? That would be so fuckin' hot" Ric said. He pulled back, leaving just the head of his cock inside Kyle's ravaged hole. "Need or want? Either way you're getting my dick. All of it" Ric said right before he thrust back in until his balls slapped into Kyle's ass. Kyle stared back at him wondering how Ric went from this quiet, soft guy to the crazed animal that was destroying his hole. Ric felt Joe's cum dripping down his leg as he fucked and loved how good it felt. "Need. Not sure who... but it wasn't Joe. We converted at the same time" Kyle gasped out as Ric thrust back in again. This time he only stayed planted a few moments before dragging his thick cock back most of the way and driving back in. Quicker and quicker the strokes got and soon Kyle was smiling back at Ric. He was getting plowed like only a few guys had ever done to him, but now he understood why Joe loved getting fucked by Ric. It never got abusive and yet Ric fucked like he owned Kyle's ass. There was also a gentle side to him and many of the thrusts had a softness to them that almost hinted at love making. The part that impressed Kyle was that he also heard Ric was an amazing bottom. Maybe that was what Joe liked so much about Ric, it was something they had in common. Ric's thrusts got faster and just as Kyle feared, his cock thickened before he came. His stuffed hole stretched out even more and then the shots of cum filled his wrecked ass. The two laid there fully connected as they looked at each other. Kyle pulled his face close and kissed him deeply for a minute. When Ric's cock softened, Kyle's ass clamped down, trying to hold the shaft and load inside. "Ten minutes before dinner" Joe called out, standing in the doorway watching his boyfriend come down from being used by his 'little bro'. Joe smiled, hoping that he got fucked like Kyle just did sometime that weekend. The pair laid there a few more minutes before Ric stood up and pulled Kyle to his feet. Normally, Kyle would head off to the shower to wash the sweat and cum off, but he decided he'd rather let the smell accumulate. He doubted it would be the last fuck of the weekend and hopefully by Sunday night all three of them would reek of each other's sweat and cum. They feasted on Joe's dinner of lamb chops and souffle, leaving nothing on the plates. While they all had worked up an appetite, Joe's food was exemplary. Ric and Kyle cleaned up the mess in the kitchen and when they walked out, Joe was rolling a few joints. "Where'd this come from?" Joe asked. "I brought it. I was kind of hoping you'd show me how to roll them. So far, all I know is how to smoke 'em and get high" Ric said. Joe turned his head and grinned back at Ric. "Come here. This is something every guy needs to learn in college... or in my case, a lot earlier" Joe said. He slowly showed Ric step by step how to load and roll each joint. He did one and then had Ric roll the next. By the time they emptied the bag, Ric's joints looked pretty close to the one's Joe had done. "All that's left is to smoke 'em and enjoy the buzz" Joe said as he picked one up and flicked the lighter. Once lit, he took a quick toke and he passed it over to Kyle who did the same. Ric took his hit and then gave the joint back to Joe. They kept passing it around until it was spent. "Damn, that's some nice stuff. Where'd you get it?" Kyle asked. "Some guy on the floor. I know he screwed me, but I wanted to bring something over I knew you'd both like" Ric said. "All you had to do is bring yourself. But... maybe you should screw him back. Fuck his ass like you did me and he won't walk for a week. With any luck, he'll be really knocked up and will give you the poz-guy discount" Kyle replied. Ric chuckled. "Yeah, but there's a few other guys on the floor I want to get my dick into first" Ric said. They kept talking, drinking and smoking late into the night until Joe dragged them all to the bedroom. They stripped what little clothes they had on and climbed into bed, Joe surrounded by the other two.

Moving on... ------- Chapter 2.1 - A Reunion ------- "hey dude long time no talk u ok?" was the message that popped up on Ric's regular phone. It had been over a month since Ric had visited Joe at his brother's place right after he moved into his first dorm room. School had kept him busy and he really didn't want Joe to think he was clinging to him. He'd rather have a few visits rather than none, so he figured that he would let Joe contact him rather than chatting all the time like he wanted. He got excited, but didn't want to show it, so he sent "Been busy with school but ok. hbu?" an hour later. Seconds later he got a response from Joe "ikr work crazy n we moved 2 new place u want to come see it? ill make dinner." "Gr8. when?" Ric sent back a few minutes later, still trying not to show how happy he was to be talking with Joe again. "Fri? u can spend wkend if no tests" Joe sent back a few seconds later. Ric knew that he had a connection to Joe like he had to few other people. It wasn't just Joe's bug inside of him but he really cared about him. Joe understood how he thought and they were similar in many ways. Joe had changed his life and Ric appreciated it. He remembered that Joe had made a comment when they met at the swim clinic months earlier that they were like brothers and he really did think that. Joe was the brother he never had. He sent back "Friday good. No tests next week." He wanted to add "Horny as fuck" but decided to not press it. "Yay can u get here or shud I send uber?" Joe replied right away and followed up with his new address. Ric copied the address, put it in Joe's contact entry and then plugged it into the maps app to see how to get there. It looked like it would take an hour to get to Joe's apartment via bus but he would rather learn the transit system than impose on Joe. It would also help him be more mobile for his escorting jobs. "I can get there. what time?" Ric asked. "after 5:30pm Kyle wont b home til 7" Joe answered and Ric sent back "K". The week seemed to drag and he could hardly wait until Friday afternoon. As he sat in the lecture hall waiting for his 2pm class to start he sent a message to Joe "bring anything?" and about five minutes into class got a reply from Joe - "condoms lol speedo 4 pool" He hoped Joe was joking about condoms because he was counting on taking and giving several loads with him and Kyle. He hadn't thought about bringing a swim suit so he added it to the list of things to pack. He finished his two afternoon classes before he went back to his dorm. As was the norm for his floor, there were several drunk people already staggering down the halls. He realized some people set up their schedule so they didn't have classes on Friday afternoon and could start the party early. Ric put on some jogging shorts, grabbed a towel, his shower stuff and walked down the hall. He knew that both tattoos were at least partially visible, but after his experiences in the shower lately he decided that he wasn't going to hide them anymore. No one seemed to care or notice. He cleaned out, showered and walked back to his room, spotting several guys checking him out. One bumped into him, knocking him against the wall and felt him up before saying "Fuck yeah. Thanks, hot stuff" and then stumbled away. Ric laughed and walked back to his room. He dressed in the outfit he picked out the night before - the jeans Joe had bought him at their first meeting, a low cut tank that showed off his body, chest hair and parts of the upper tattoo and some sandals. Ric went through his list and packed his backpack full of the few things he knew he needed for the weekend. He even had scored a bag of weed since he knew Joe and Kyle loved it. He was sure the guy, Larry, screwed him on the price since he had no idea what it should cost, but at least he threw in a package of rolling papers and a lighter. Larry called it the "New Customer Package." He waited for the elevator to come and looked around. Two girls were leaning against a wall kissing, a pair of guys were talking to each other and another guy was squeezing his cock through his jeans as he glanced around. Another guy came up just as the elevator arrived and smiled at Ric. "Lookin good, Ric" the guy said, giving him a wink. Ric couldn't remember the guy's name, but obviously the other guy knew his. They piled into the elevator and the guy that had been grabbing his junk stood in front of Ric. He backed up and ground his ass on Ric's crotch, letting out a soft moan as he felt Ric's cock stiffen. Ric made a mental note that there were at least a few more queer people than he thought on his dorm floor and some were interested in playing, or at least flirting. It was only his second time on the bus but he at least had a clue this time. He had to transfer twice but showed up a block away from Joe's apartment at 5:20pm. Ric was almost relieved to get off the bus with several guys eyeing him. He wasn't sure if they were horny or looking to mug him. Hopping off the bus, he was so nervous he almost wanted to open the bag of pot and roll himself a joint, but he didn't know how. "Another thing I need Joe to teach me" Ric thought. He walked a few blocks in the wrong direction and then got the map app take him to Joe's building showing up just a few minutes after 5:30. Ric slowly went through the directory and found an entry for "Joe N Kyle", he crossed his fingers and pressed the button. "Yo" came Joe's voice over the speaker. "It's Ric" he said and heard the door buzz. Ric went in and called an elevator, pressing 4 as he got in. He laughed to himself, thinking the building was close to the one that he had met Paul at for the escorting gig when he was touring the university the previous Spring. He got out on the fourth floor and found Joe's apartment and tapped on the door. Joe opened it, dressed only in some thin, silky shorts with the tail of the scorpion tat poking above the waistband. "Fuck yeah. It's so good to see you" Joe yelled out, dragging Ric into the apartment by his jeans. Before he could even set down his backpack, Joe had him planted against the wall kissing him deeply. Ric was a little surprised but was kissing him back almost immediately. Their tongues danced and spit was swapped back and forth for a minute until Joe stepped back and looked Ric over. "Shit, just as sexy as you were last time. God, I've missed you. I like the mustache with the beard. You've lost some weight though. Bad food or is the bug hittin you?" Joe said, licking his lips. "I can say the same. I see the mohawk is coming back. It looks hot, but I think you got the weight I lost. For me, I guess its from stress and crappy food" Ric replied, chuckling. "Toss your bag in the bedroom, I need to chop some shit up for dinner" Joe said as Ric looked around. Everything seemed to be new and he looked out of the large windows at the hazy cityscape. He spied the doors across from the kitchen and looked inside the left one and saw the bed. He dropped his backpack inside and fished out the baggie of pot before walking back into the living room. Ric dropped the baggie on the coffee table and then made his way to the kitchen. Leaning up against the wall he watched Joe chop some veggies up and was surprised at how good he seemed to be. "Watch a lot of cooking shows on TV or did you go to school for that?" Ric asked. "Too many cooking shows while totally baked in college. Sometimes a souffle sounds really good when you're stoned, sometimes its a bag of chips" Joe replied as he kept slicing and dicing. "I guess I'll have to learn that skill but my toaster oven is probably not going to cut it" Ric replied. "You really need to get out of the dorms. Find a good roommate or two and get an apartment. Preferably ones that love to fuck" Joe replied, laughing loudly. "Well, I know I'm stuck for at least freshman year. I finally found a decent roommate though. It was my third try. If there's anyone I want to poz up for revenge its the first one. Fuckin homophobic prick" Ric replied. "God, there's a couple that I'd love to do that to. A coach too. Damn I can see that asshole on his knees begging for cock, too. I've heard a few stories. Maybe he was jealous. I was fuckin all the star athletes, just not him" Joe said as he chopped harder. Ric was a little worried that his temper was going to make him slice something other than veggies. Joe finished the onion and turned to Ric with a big grin. "The only one that got pozzed was the one you helped me with. I never thought I had a chance to tap him again after I got knocked up, but you were the one that made it happen" Joe said. Slowly he walked over and hugged Ric again before kissing him once more. Ric wasn't sure how to take Joe's comment until Joe said "You're still the best escorting gig I've done. It wasn't about pozzing you. Hell, I would have loved to do that same meet if I was neg. At the start you didn't even want to admit you were gay. I just wanted to teach you it's ok to be queer and you need to be happy with who you are. I saw a lot of myself in you and remember how hard it was to understand I was gay" Joe said, pausing for another kiss. "I told you I look at us like brothers and I mean it." Joe said. Ric hugged Joe and kept pulling him tighter. "You're like the brother that I always wanted. Whether my dad really knew what he was doing when he hired you, I have no idea. I'm so glad he did, because it could have turned out much worse. You cared. You tried to make me into a better person and you have" Ric said as he began to kiss Joe. It was a minute later before Joe dragged Ric to the couch and the two continued groping and kissing each other. It took another few minutes and Ric's shirt was on the floor. A minute later, Joe's shorts were nearby. Ric's shoes and jeans were next and the two studs were grinding against each other wearing only matching black jockstraps. Joe laughed. "I broke the first rule of escorting with you, but I don't regret it. Sometimes instinct is better than rules" he said, giving Ric's cock a firm squeeze. Joe moved first, working his way down Ric's neck before latching on to his left pierced nipple and sucking on it. After a few minutes he felt Ric's cock break free of the top band on the jockstrap he'd bought Ric on their first meeting. Joe moved over to the right side and sucked on and played with Ric's right nipple. After a few minutes he worked his way further down before he kissed the biohazard tattoo, with Ric's hard cock poking under his chin. Joe licked over the covered tip of Ric's cock before wrapping his lips over the end and sucking on it. He was a little disappointed that all he tasted was clean skin, but knew that was only going last a short time. Ric put up no resistance when Joe raised up his hips and began moaning loudly when Joe's face pressed into his ass. He raised his hands up and pulled his legs back, trying to spread his legs wider to give Joe better access. Joe dug his tongue in deeper and began to tongue fuck Ric's hole. Joe gave a quick tug and his cock was free of the jockstrap pouch and dripping precum all over his new couch. He remembered the first time he tried this and Ric just laid there moaning. Now he was working his hole around Joe's tongue like an expert bottom. Joe worried that since he didn't taste any lube, Ric didn't want or expect to get fucked, but his hole was clean and ready. He forced some more spit in and felt Ric relax his hole. Joe desperately wanted to feel Ric's ass gripping his cock again. He knew it wouldn't be that virgin hole he popped almost a year ago, but it would probably feel even better. Joe licked up from the hole over Ric's taint and gripped the bulge in his jockstrap with his teeth. He heard a growl from Ric and lowered his ass down, rubbing his cock between the two muscled mounds. "I own this hole" Joe snarled as he speared his cock into the tight pucker, squeezing in a few inches and then glared at Ric's face. Ric grinned and replied "You fuckin' do. Been a long time since you been in it. Show me how bad you need it." Joe pulled back and thrust back in several inches. "That all ya got?" Ric asked and seconds later started to laugh. "Asshole. We can't all be hung like you. Even your dad isn't" Joe replied, starting to laugh before he could even finish his sentence. Joe pulled back until the head of his cock was tight against Ric's outer ring and plunged back in. "Yeah, that's more like it!" Ric said. Joe continued the long strokes and realized that this was a very different fuck than he'd ever had with Ric. It was playful and fun, just like two brothers might have and how many of his fucks with his brother Mark were. They watched each other's faces, realizing how much both were enjoying it. Their comments were taunting, but never intending to hurt the other. He plowed away, feeling Ric's hole get slicker with precum and it just let him fuck faster. Ric pulled his face down and kissed him briefly before he started to milk Joe's cock. "You want this poz load, bro?" Joe asked as his thrusts got harder. "Won't do no good. You knocked me up a long time ago" Ric replied as he clamped down on Joe's cock. Joe chuckled as he kept pounding Ric's ass. His mind raced, trying to find a good comeback and just as he slowed his thrusts down he said "You better be leaving a trail of newly charged freshman." On his fourth hard thrust, Joe's cock sprayed out his charged load inside Ric's hungry pussy. He looked down and Ric was in bliss before he closed his eyes and emptied his balls. He knew how Ric felt at that moment. Feeling another man flood your guts with cum always felt good, but when you were as connected as they were, it was a million times better. When Joe's cock stopped pulsing he leaned forward and kissed Ric again. He realized this was as close to his connection with Kyle as he'd ever felt with anyone besides his brother. In some ways it scared him but it also felt so right. The smile on Ric's face told him he wasn't the only one. He slowly pulled out and looked down, seeing a few streaks of cum nestled in Ric's chest hair and chuckled. Ric opened his eyes and breathed deep. "Thank you" Ric said softly. "No, Thank you" Joe replied.

------- Chapter 1.3 - Five Dollar Stripper ------- Ric was getting used to seeing the same guys in the shower in the morning. He had caught Dan and Scotty a few more times, but now they were at ease with Ric knowing what they did in the shower. Ric even fingered Scotty a couple times as he got into the shower. He was happy to know they had ditched the condoms and Scotty was getting filled with Dan's cum almost daily. But there was the guy that had made the comment that Ric had tried to brush off. They seemed to have the same schedule and were always the last to shower around that time. Just like the first time, he'd stare at Ric's naked body and while Ric didn't mind, he wondered if the guy just wanted to look or maybe fool around. The only words that ever were spoken was just "morning". After another encounter with the guy slowly drying himself with his eye's glued on Ric's body in the shower, Ric decided it was time to call him on it. At breakfast, he saw him sitting alone and sat down across from him. "Hey... Uh... I think I should start charging you five bucks to watch me dry off in the shower each morning. I take it you like what you see?" Ric said. The guy froze and then began to tremble. Ric chuckled and then said "I'm just kidding about the money. I'm Ric, by the way." "Uh... I'm Gabe. I didn't realize it was that obvious. Sorry" Gabe said, staring down at his plate. "I don't mind, it just seems weird that you look but never talk. Other than the occasional 'morning' greeting, that is. So what makes you keep looking?" Ric asked. It took a few moments, but Gabe finally quietly said "Everything." It seemed like getting Gabe to talk was like pulling teeth and Ric was about to give up. "Well, if you want a better look, just let me know. I try not to be too scary." He watched Gabe's eyes get big. "I'll stop if you don't want me looking" Gabe replied. "I think I said the opposite. What do you like best?" Ric asked. Gabe trembled again before taking a deep breath. "Uh... how chill you are... the ink is cool too... the hair..." Gabe said, pausing a moment before he said "and your dick." Ric laughed. "Most queer guys start with my dick. It's nice that you can look past it and see the rest of me too. My roommate isn't going to be back until five and I don't have class for a couple hours. Do you want to come over and talk a bit more?" "What? Really? You're not pissed?" Gabe said, finally sounding more comfortable talking to Ric. Ric leaned in and said softly "Why should I be pissed? My gaydar sucks. I'm never sure if guys on the floor are straight or gay. I like to meet other gay guys and maybe fuck around if they're interested." "Oh thank god. You're gay too? My gaydar sucks too. I've gotten beaten up a few times cuz straight dudes freak out if a gay guy hits on them" Gabe said. "Only the insecure ones. I've met some that weren't assholes and one that even gave it a try" Ric said. "Really? Wow. Uh... were you serious about meeting up today?" Gabe asked. Ric smiled and nodded before saying "I gotta head to class at twelve thirty, but any time before that is good. I'm just going to study, otherwise." "Uh... OK. I have a couple things to do but I can stop over in half an hour" Gabe said, sounding more excited by the second. Ric was laying on his bed in his usual room uniform of a jock and jogging shorts when the tap on the open door broke him away from reading messages from potential clients. He set the phone down and said "Come on in." He could sense some of the nervousness back in Gabe's demeanor. "Close the door and get comfortable" Ric said, pointing at the middle of his bed. He watched Gabe walk in and sit down near the other end of the bed. The jeans and tee he had on down at breakfast were replaced by some basketball shorts and a sleeveless tee. "I hope you're liking the floor better than the last place you were. It's hard to meet people if you move in a few weeks after everyone else. Did your roommate from last year not come back?" Gabe asked timidly. Ric laughed and explained "I'm a freshman. My roommates last year were mom and dad. The first two I had this year sucked. One guy said he was afraid I would rape him in his sleep and the other guy was just a dick. Eddy has been a million times better and I'm slowly meeting new people. How about you?" "Oh, I'm a junior. I've been on the floor the past two years with the same roommate. He's great since he spends all of his time at his girlfriend's place and I have the room to myself except for the odd time he comes back for a day or two" Gabe said. "That's cool. But I'd hate to get surprised when he shows up. At least with Eddy, I know his schedule" Ric said before moving to the middle of the bed, closer to Gabe. "What kinds of stuff do you like to do when you get your room all to yourself? It doesn't sound like you invite lots of guys over" Ric said, grinning back at Gabe. "Uh... no. After the last guy beat me up, I let other guys make the first move. I'm kind of submissive, anyway" Gabe replied. "That sucks. I mean that someone would beat you up for showing an interest in them. Submissive guys can be fun. Are you a bottom or one of those rare submissive tops?" Ric asked, moving a little closer and resting his hand on Gabe's leg. "Mostly bottom. I had a Dom make me fuck his sub last year, but I only top maybe once or twice a year... Are you one of those big dicked bottom guys? It seems that most freshman are bottoms" Gabe asked. Ric smiled hearing Gabe get much more relaxed. His hand moved under Gabe's shirt and started to feel the soft, hairless chest. Gabe let out a soft moan as Ric replied "I'm vers, but most of the time I top. I thought I'd be getting laid all the time in college, but it hasn't turned out that way. I was a lot more active in high school." "I'm sure a hot guy like you will have your pick of guys to fuck soon" Gabe said. Ric leaned in and whispered "I already found one. Whatcha think?" "Who? Me?" Gabe gasped. A few seconds later he said "Oh hell yeah!" Ric tugged on Gabe's shirt and had it off in a flash. Gabe slid off the bed, kicked off his shoes and pulled his shorts and underwear off almost as quickly while Ric stood up. A few seconds later, Gabe was on his knees looking up at Ric. Ric smiled and watched Gabe tentatively reach up to the sides of Ric's shorts. He nodded and Gabe pulled them down, revealing the growing bulge inside the jockstrap's pouch. Gabe didn't wait for approval for the next move, where he rubbed over the pouch and then pulled the jock off. Next, he wrapped his hand around Ric's cock and looked all around it. His tongue licked under the shaft and along the length before he pulled the foreskin back and licked over the head. Initially, Ric wasn't sure how experienced Gabe was but the way he was working his cock over now showed he knew his way around a guy's crotch. Gabe raised his other hand and started caressing Ric's groin while he lapped over the hardening shaft. It felt good and Ric let Gabe go at his own pace, soon feeling him wrap his lips around his cock and starting to suck. When Gabe grasped his hips with both hands, taking his cock in deeper, he knew he was in for a good blowjob. He wrapped his right hand around the back of Gabe's head, following it as it bobbed on his leaking cock. Gabe's hands moved around and grabbed on to Ric's butt cheeks as he kept sucking. Ric only gave a few light encouragement tugs but when Gabe gagged a little, he backed off. A couple deep breaths later, Ric felt his cock enter the tight throat. Gabe continued for a few more minutes, taking Ric deeper into his throat until he forced his face into Ric's pubes. He stayed there several seconds, squeezed his throat around Ric's shaft and then pulled off. "Fuck yeah! I can take it!" Gabe yelled out, looking up at Ric and smiling. "Damn, that felt good. You've done that before, I can tell" Ric said. "Mmhmm, last year there was a basketball player I used to suck off. His cock was about your size. While he claimed to be straight, he said gay guys suck dick a lot better than women. I think I sucked him off two or three times a week most of last year" Gabe said. His hands were back roaming over Ric's abs and groin when one stopped over the tattoo. "God, I love this tat. It looks so hot hiding there under your pubes. Do you know what it means or did you just get it since it looks cool" Gabe asked. "It's got a few meanings to me, but I know what it usually stands for. Do you?" Ric asked back. "Yeah, but I'm surprised. I usually don't meet poz freshman until later in the year" Gabe said. Ric chuckled and said "Well, I used to be a poz senior. Now I have to start over again. You don't seem to be scared by it." "Nah, I've been fucked by several poz guys. They're actually safer than guys that never get tested" Gabe replied, tracing his finger around the tattoo. "Not always. Only the one's on meds for a while. So you're poz too?" Ric asked, hoping to meet another poz guy to fuck. "No, I just got tested too. All neg, but yeah, the poz guys that fucked me were undetectable. I assume you are too. The tat doesn't look fresh so you've had it a while" Gabe said. Ric chuckled before saying "Bad assumption." He chuckled again as he saw Gabe's reaction. Several seconds later he added "I guess our play time is over, then. I don't want to make you do anything you don't want to." He started to reach for his jockstrap on the floor when Gabe said "I don't want to stop. You're the hottest guy I've ever been with and that comment just made you even hotter. You're not looking at me as just another notch in your belt... or bedpost." Ric saw the excitement in his eyes and replied "Thanks. I try not to always think with my dick. Oral is pretty safe, you can suck me off if you want." "I'm up for anything. I always wondered what that basketball player's dick would feel like and you would be really close. I got a couple big dildos to try, but there's nothing like a real cock in your ass" Gabe replied. He winked at Ric and climbed back on the bed, laying on his back before pulling his legs back. "Just go easy, I haven't been fucked in over a week" Gabe said. "I only fuck bare. That ok?" Ric asked. "Yeah, condoms make my hole sore, so I avoid them" Gabe replied. Ric smiled as he reached over and flicked the lock on the door. A quick tug pulled Gabe's ass off the edge of the bed which was followed by a little push on his legs to get his hole in position. Ric dragged the tip of his leaking cock around the ring, watching the precum soak the soft skin. His eyes slowly looked up Gabe's body, first seeing his rock hard cock drip it's own pre, past the hairless chest and dime-sized nipples and up to his grinning face. He saw Gabe take a deep breath and relax, giving him the chance to push in. A couple seconds of pressure later, Ric's cock slipped inside and he paused, with just the head past the outer ring. Both guys moaned while Ric let Gabe get used to his bare cock. Gabe took a deep breath again and Ric felt a lighter grip on his dick and began to rock his hips to drive his cock deeper. "Oooohhh that feels so good" Gabe said softly, with just a slight hint of pain in his voice. Gabe was tight, but Ric quickly realized he knew how to take a thick cock. His strokes got longer and his cock plunged deeper each time. A few minutes later, Ric leaned forward, letting Gabe rest his legs on Ric's shoulders. The moans got louder from both of them and soon any evidence of pain was gone from Gabe's voice. "Yeah, plow that hole. Make me feel all of that dick" Gabe moaned out. "Mmm? You want more?" Ric asked, a grin covering his face. Gabe nodded and Ric began driving his cock in deeper. Gabe's moans turned to grunts with the longer thrusts, occasionally with a hint of pain coming back into his voice. The smile on Gabe's face never wavered, though. He'd lightly grip Ric's cock as it plowed in, gripping it tighter occasionally and clamp down hard a few times trying to get Ric to fill his guts with cum. Ric felt the hole getting slicker from his cock leaking precum. He wasn't sure he wanted to knock up another guy on the floor, though. He had already dumped another seven loads in Jack's neg ass and was waiting for the fuck flu to hit him any day now. But when Gabe squeezed his cock hard for the third time he had a decision to make and he had to make it quick. A few moments later he slowed down and Gabe started to milk his shaft. "Fuck yeah!" Gabe yelled out as Ric's cock started to swell and his breaths got labored. Ric pulled his cock free and aimed it at Gabe's chest and let his load spray all over. Gabe's smile disappeared and was replaced with a confused 'What The Fuck' expression. A few moments later, Gabe said "I was hoping you'd cum inside me." "You sure?" Ric asked. "Oh yeah. Its not a good fuck unless someone takes a load" Gabe replied. "I could knock you up if I breed you" Ric told him. "With as slick as my ass feels right now, your pre might already have. But I want to feel cum in me. You got some more?" Gabe asked. Ric felt his cock twitch a couple times and he nodded. With the shaft still hard, he adjusted his aim and jammed his cock back into Gabe's wet hole. Ric fucked harder than he had all day, trying to coax some more cum from his balls. "Work my nips" Ric said, staring back at Gabe and seeing the smile back on his face. At first, Gabe just rubbed lightly over the pierced nubs but a minute later the pressure got harder. Then he pinched them and Ric started to slam into Gabe's ass. When Gabe twisted his left nip and then right one, Ric howled out and slammed in one more time, releasing several volleys of toxic seed into Gabe's hungry ass. He heard Gabe cry out in the middle of his orgasm and he hoped it wasn't from regret. Then he felt Gabe's cock shooting cum into the bottom of his jaw. The next few spurts hit Gabe on his face and the rest over his chest and stomach. Both stood there, gasping but a grin on their faces too. Ric slowly pulled out and laid on top of Gabe's chest and kissed him. A few moments later, he rolled off and laid on his back next to him. "Now that I know you can cum twice, I'm going to expect at least two loads every time we fuck" Gabe said. "You shoot damn hard. That would feel real good breeding me. If you ever want to top let me know" Ric said. Gabe chuckled and replied "I like feeling a dick in me too much. It's even better when it leaves me feel sore and filled... like now." "Cool. But... maybe we can flip some time and you can shoot your first poz load in me" Ric said, grinning back at Gabe.

------- Chapter 1.2 - The Closeted Couple & The Cowboy ------- Ric had forgotten how much sex could improve his attitude. The hookup a couple days prior had made even doing laundry on Friday night less of a chore. He sat there waiting for the dryer to finish and when the last person had left the room he fished out his work phone. "Next week pretty open so I can do gig. M or Tu? any time after 4" he typed and sent off to Paul. "cool. Monday@8. send addr Mon" Paul sent back a few minutes later. Ric smiled and knew he'd have plenty of time to prepare after class for the job with Paul. Like last time, he didn't know a lot about the meet, but was excited to do another one with Paul. The one last Spring had turned out really good and with no firm jobs coming from his own ads, it was good to have a chance to make some money. The buzzer went off, telling him his clothes were ready and he collected everything and went back up to his room. A lot of people were milling around when he got off the elevator and he felt everyone was staring at him. Doing laundry on a Friday night told everyone he didn't have a social life and now they had seen the proof. Even his roommate Eddy, the guy who studied unless he was sleeping, had dressed up a little to meet some friends. Ric put all of his clothes away and decided to wander the hall and see what was going on. It didn't take long and he ran into Dan and Scotty standing in the open doorway of a dorm room, obviously drunk. He'd seen them around the floor, always together, but hadn't talked to them since the awkward breakfast. "Guess I need to get a fake ID too" Ric thought to himself. "Hey guys, whatcha up to?" Ric asked. "Hi, just standing around, drinkin n talkin" Dan said. There was a little pause and Dan stared at Ric a moment before he blurted out "You really gay?" Ric chuckled hearing a slur to Dan's words. "As gay as you are drunk. Why?" Ric asked. "Cuz we don't know of any other gay guys on the floor. I'm sick of hearing guys talk about bangin pussy" Scotty said, slurring his words just as bad as his boyfriend. Ric glanced around and didn't see anyone nearby and said "There's a few, based on some of the reactions I've gotten so far. You sure they're not talkin' about guy's pussies? But... I doubt you'd want hear about the guys I've banged this semester" grinning afterwards. "Oh fuck yeah we would! We don't fool around with other guys but it would hot to hear how a stud like you does it" Dan said. "Prepare to be bored. Uh... you got any more of what you're drinking? I haven't gotten buzzed for almost a month and I'd like to get on the same drunk level as you guys" Ric said. Dan turned and slipped into the open door and came back with a six pack with 2 beers missing. Ric looked at the carton and said "Mmm, good stuff. But... you guys got drunk on one beer?" Scotty giggled and said "No, that's our second six pack. Let's go inside so you can tell us all the juicy details." "Uh, maybe" Ric said. Once inside, Dan kicked the door closed. A few seconds later he added "Its a little warm in here, I'm going to take my shirt off. You guys can too, if you want." Soon, they were all shirtless. Dan sat in the corner of the bed and then Scotty sat down in front of him. Dan wrapped his arm around Scotty and kissed the back of his neck while Ric sat at the other end, facing them. The best description of them that Ric could come up with was "nerdy twink". Both had brown hair, Scotty's was short and Dan's shaggy. Dan was trying to grow a goatee, but it was pretty sparse and Scotty was clean shaven. From seeing them in the shower, he knew neither had much body hair except for their bush and pits. Dan was thinner and Scotty had a little bit of muscle on his body and a firm bubble butt. Ric had also saw gotten a glimpse of their average sized cocks. "Fuck, this is so hot being able to do this with someone else around" Scotty said before taking another sip of beer. Ric smiled. "I hope you cuddle like that when you're alone, too. It's good to hold someone close" Ric said. "Yeah, but since we don't share a room, it's hard to find a time when we can" Dan said. "Oh. Do you know when your roommate is coming back?" Ric asked, not wanting someone to surprise them. "Sunday night, so Scotty is staying here until then" Dan said, grinning and obviously excited at spending a lot of time with his boyfriend. "Ah, now the shower bit makes more sense. It wasn't just a shower" Ric said, grinning back at them. He watched both of them blush. A few seconds later, Ric asked "Uh... Where did you get the beer? I'd love to have my own stash." Ric was hoping they knew a place that would sell to freshman. "My brother stopped by earlier with a care package from home. Besides the stuff mom packed, he stopped and got a case of beer and some condoms for us" Dan said, chuckling. "Condoms? Does he know you're gay?" Ric asked. Dan nodded and replied "He's one of the few. He caught me fucking Scotty last year and has been really cool about it, thank god. He didn't say anything to our parents either." "Great, but if you guys only have sex with each other, you don't need condoms. Scotty isn't going to get pregnant" Ric said, shaking his head in disbelief. "Sex class told us to always use condoms" Scotty replied. "That's for straight kids. So... you guys never tried it without them?" Ric asked. "Oh god, no. It was drilled in our heads. Always use condoms unless you're trying to start a family" Dan said. "But you're gay. And monogamous. You guys can actually have safe, bare sex. No risk of kids or STDs" Ric said. "Are you sure?" Scotty asked. "Positive" Ric said and then chuckled at his pun. A moment later, he continued "You won't believe how much better it is when you fuck or get fucked raw. And then when the top cums inside, it feels even better." Both Dan and Scotty's eyes were wide open and their jaws were dropped. "See, I told you he knew a lot more than we do about being gay" Scotty said. "I don't know everything. But that's the good part of having gay friends. You share what you know or you learn by doing new things. I had a really good teacher, but I still ask lots of stupid questions" Ric said. Ric could tell the couple were getting a little excited and eager to try out fucking without condoms. "Let me grab another beer and then you guys can have fun barebacking for the first time" Ric said a few seconds later. "No, stay. We haven't heard about all the guys you've met up with and you're really good eye candy" Scotty said. "Can you stand up again? I never get to see a hot, nearly naked guy up close. Just in the locker room or showers here" Dan said. "Have you looked in the mirror? You're both sexy guys. If you weren't together, you both could easily pick up other guys" Ric said, standing back up and feeling like a piece of meat at the butchers. "The tattoos look cool too. I almost missed the lower one, its partly covered by your shorts and body hair" Scotty said. Ric stood and pulled his shorts and the top of the jock down so they could see all of the biohazard tat. "One's sexy and the other looks dangerous" Dan said, gazing up and down Ric's body. "I got the lower one as part of a club initiation. I need to trim my pubes again so it's more visible. My mom hates the upper one, which just makes it more cool to me" Ric explained, chuckling. "What kind of club makes you get a tattoo? A motorcycle club? A gang?" Scotty asked, reaching out and trying to touch the biohazard tattoo and Ric's pubes. Dan slapped his arm, whispering "That's rude!" Ric moved a little closer and said "I don't mind. Uh, it's a special, invitation only club back home. Once you pass the test you can get in. That's about all I can tell you about it." He sat down again, before things went any further. While he'd love to fuck either or both of them, they were just too naive to charge up now. "I bet you have lots of guys hitting on you. You have to be getting a lot of action" Dan said. "Not much. Even the doctor at the clinic was surprised" Ric said. "Clinic?" Scotty asked with a worried look on his face. "Yeah, I get tested to make sure I haven't picked up anything. It's one of the risks of hooking up with guys you don't know. But, other than a couple guys on campus and a party a friend of mine had, my sex life has been dead. You guys probably fuck more than I do" Ric said. A grin came over both Dan and Scotty's faces. "Just about every day. We had to find a better time to use the shower, though. That's why we haven't seen you in there too much. Fifteen minutes later and we get the showers to ourselves" Dan said. Ric finished off the beer and smiled, wanting to let them see what sex without condoms was like. "Good to know. This time, I really am going. Have fun and let me know if you like it better bare. I'm sure you will" he said as he stood up and picked up his tee. Ric closed the door behind him and went to the bathroom to piss. Ric stood at the urinal, wondering how one beer could make so much urine, when another guy staggered up and took the spot next to him. "Lotsa new guys on da floor this year but you're the sexiest" the guy slurred out, swaying back and forth as he pissed. Ric chuckled before he checked the guy out. The guy had cowboy written all over him, from the hat down to the tight jeans and boots. He was surprised that the guy would hit on him, but he figured he was one of those guys that was straight until he got drunk and desperate. "Thanks, lookin good yourself" Ric said as he shook off his cock. "Ya really think so?" the guy replied. Ric pulled his shorts up and moved behind the guy, rubbing one hand on his ass and grasped his shoulder with the other. "Mmhmm, this ass feels really nice. Bet it's hungry for some dick, too" Ric whispered into the guy's ear. The guy moaned as his stream slowed before replying "It fuckin is... been way too long since I got fucked good." Ric reached around and wrapped his hand around the guy's cut cock, rubbing the tip with his finger and squeezing the shaft. "Mmm, nice dick too. Have to keep that in mind" Ric said, letting go of the shaft and licking the piss off his finger. "Got your room to yourself tonight?" Ric asked. "Uh... yeah... follow me" the guy said, zipping up his jeans and turning around. Ric was about to back away when the guy groped his cock and squeezed a few times. "Aaahhh, packin too. Nice" the guy said as he walked away. A minute later they were walking into the guy's room at the other end of the hall. Ric checked the nameplate and saw the names "Jack" and "Toby" and wondered which this guy was. A quick second glance and he saw a little bronco sticker next to Jack's name and a soccer ball sticker next to Toby. The lock clicked shut and Jack turned, pulling Ric in close and kissing him. There were a few small lights on in the room, giving a soft glow that allowed them to see each other, but not too bright. They spent a few minutes making out before Ric's hands slid down the cowboy's back, firmly gripping his ass. Jack moaned into the kiss before he reached down and pushed Ric's shorts down. Ric could taste the alcohol in Jack's mouth and felt his body swaying in his arms. Jack's hand slipped into the jockstrap and felt the growing shaft. "Fuck... it's getting bigger" Jack said before he started stroking the shaft. Ric unbuckled Jack's belt and then opened his jeans. They fell down part way and Ric slid his hand inside the back of the his trunks, rubbing along the crack. The moan returned, louder than before until Jack broke the kiss. He took his hat off and set it on the desk and then took his tee off. Ric dropped his shorts, pushed off his jock and set them, along with his shirt, on a chair. Jack laughed a little and said "You're not wasting any time, huh?" "Its just easier for me to strip down" Ric said with a grin. Jack sat on the edge of the bed and pulled his boots off before Ric helped tug his jeans off. When Jack looked up after removing his trunks he was staring right at Ric's still growing cock. "Fuuucckk" Jack groaned as he stared a few more moments before wrapping his hand around, pulling back the foreskin and licking over the head. Now it was Ric's turn to moan. Jack's tongue licked around the now hard shaft, tasting the sweat and lingering remnants of piss. Soon, he was opening his mouth and took the first few inches inside before starting to suck. The more time Jack spent on his cock the more Ric decided his initial thought about Jack's orientation was wrong. Totally wrong. Jack slowly pulled off, letting Ric's cock pop out of his mouth and he slowly looked up to Ric's face for his approval. Ric grinned back at him and Jack scanned back down, pausing just above his cock. With one hand around the base of Ric's dick, the other rubbed over his groin, spending extra time over his pubes. Ric thought he knew what Jack had found, but stayed quiet. Jack resumed sucking for a few more minutes until he let Ric's cock pop out of his mouth again. Jack rolled on to his back, pulling his legs back and presenting his furry ass. Ric smiled back, looking Jack over from his chiseled, scruffy face, over the furry, trimmed chest, pert nipples, wide trail and trimmed pubes that surrounded a very stiff cock. Ric knelt down, swallowing Jack's hard cock and flicking his tongue around the shaft. He let Jack's precum coat his tongue and then pulled off, licking down the shaft and over his balls. Pushing Jack back a little, he licked over his hole a few times before spitting on the pucker and pushing it in with his finger. A long, sexy moan came out of Jack's mouth. After adding a few more gobs of spit, he stood up slightly and pressed his cock to the throbbing hole. He expected to hear Jack ask for a condom at any point, but as his cock pressed in he heard nothing except heavy breathing. A moan accompanied the breach of the outer ring. Ric paused and looked up at Jack, who's eyes were closed and a smile was on his face. A few rocks of his hips plunged the bare cock deeper followed by a few harder pushes. Jack's chute had a nice grip, firm but not too tight, telling Ric that Jack had taken more than a few cocks in his life. A few more deep breaths from Jack let Ric get almost all of his shaft in. Ric pulled back a few inches and drove back in, stopping short an inch and against the inner ring. "That tattoo mean what I think it does?" Jack asked, his eyes still closed and Ric almost rooted in his hole. "Yeah. Want me to stop?" Ric asked. "Ooohhh god... fuck no, I need it bad" Jack replied softly. Ric chuckled to himself and began to plow his cock in and out of Jack's ass, wondering what Jack needed - a cock, a bare cock or a poz bare cock. Jack was one of those verbal bottoms, always muttering "oh fuck" or "fuck yeah" or "oh god" among the grunts and groans and the occasional gasp. Ric always liked bottoms like this. He could tell what the guy liked and when he went too far. The constant tapping at the inner ring eventually let Ric push through and the cry Jack let out was an even mix of pleasure and pain. Ric began to pound him harder and Jack's muttering got louder. Suddenly he felt a thumb rub over his right nipple and it sent shockwaves through his body. His cock couldn't get any harder but it did throb several times. Ric slowed his thrusts but each one got stronger, his cock easily sliding into the slick tunnel. When Ric's breathing got labored, Jack opened up his eyes and stared back at Ric. "Breed me... please... fuckin' breed me" Jack begged. A few more thrusts and Ric felt his cock start to pulse, pumping a large load of cum into Jack's fertile hole. Jack's moan as he felt the warmth fill him up was the loudest yet and Ric hoped the neighbors were gone. There was a puddle of cum on Jack's chest too and once he spotted it, Ric lapped it up. They stood there, each smiling at the other while Ric's cock slowly softened. Eventually, it fell out and Jack let out a whimper, making Ric laugh. "Feeling empty?" Ric asked. "Oh hell yeah. That was fucking awesome. I can't believe I did that... I've never gotten such a rush. My heart was about to leap out of my chest!" Jack said. "Cuz my dick was bare or because I'm poz?" Ric asked. "I usually fuck raw. I've fucked a couple poz guys, but they said they were undetectable. I've never been fucked by one though" Jack replied. "I'm not undetectable" Ric said seriously. He watched Jack's eyes open wide and his jaw drop. "You can hit the clinic to prevent getting infected, but you have to go in the next day or two" Ric said. "Or you could fuck me again to increase the odds. Or is that too weird a thing to ask?" Jack asked. "Nah, not weird. It turned you on, didn't it?" Ric asked, feeling his cock start to stiffen again. "Its not just that you're poz. It's that you know how to fuck. And you're cute. And your dick felt really good inside me" Jack said, his face showing how bad he wanted to get fucked again. "You're damn hot yourself and know how to take dick. You just need to know that if I fuck you again, I'm going to keep fucking you until those balls are filled with my bug" Ric said, leaning in closer to Jack's face. The tip of Ric's cock was resting on the tight pucker and Ric knew that Jack was squeezing his ass tight to keep all of the cum inside. "Uh... you won't fuck me after I'm poz? That's all you want?" Jack asked. "Fuck no, nothing like that. I just want you to know that if we fuck again, I'll keep fucking you and you will get knocked up. And we'll keep fucking even after you're toxic" Ric replied, pressing harder on Jack's hole. A few seconds later, it relaxed and Ric slowly slid back in. Ric felt the warm cum coat his cock as it drove deeper into Jack's gut. Jack gripped his cock a few times and smiled back to Ric. "God, that does feel good inside me" Jack said while Ric slowly drove in and out with long strokes. Ric grinned back, giving a firm thrust and planting every inch inside Jack. "Mmm love to have my dick inside a hot guy who loves to take cock. But... I hope that cock of yours isn't just a decoration" Ric said, resuming his long strokes. Jack laughed. "I usually top, but I saw your dick in the shower a week ago and wanted to know if I could take it" he replied. Ric's thrusts slowly got faster and longer, occasionally breaking through the inner ring and making Jack squirm and gasp. When he began plowing harder, he was bouncing off Jack's firm ass. "Oh yeah, you can take it... no problem there" Ric said breathlessly while trying to delay cumming again. It just felt too good and he wanted to go on longer. Jack chuckled and rubbed his hand over Ric's sweaty chest. His right palm grasped Ric's left pec, pressing hard against the nipple and piercing, driving Ric ever closer to orgasm. Ric shoved in, slamming the bed and Jack's head into the wall. "Gimme that poz load, Ric. You want to knock me up and you can see how bad I want it" Jack growled a second before his other hand twisted Ric's right nip. Ric grunted loudly, planting his cock all the way inside Jack's chute. His body shook with each pulse of his cock, pumping more cum inside Jack's battered hole. When Ric's cock stopped throbbing he looked down at Jack, both of them covered in sweat. "Next time, you're topping me and I get to work you over while you fuck, bastard" Ric said, grinning at him. "Deal. Your ass looked damn good too. I just don't know what I'll be shooting then" Jack replied, breathing heavy. "I don't care if a guy is neg, poz or unknown as long as it's a good fuck" Ric said.

Notice: The author does not consent to anyone using the characters or plot line of this story for any derived work, whether the author is still active on this site or not. They are not abandoned nor placed in the public domain. The following story is complete fiction. It never happened and any similarity to real life people/situations is a bizarre coincidence. This is a not so short continuation of some characters from my story "A Brother In Trouble" centered around Ric and his first year at university (where BiT left off with him). It started out short, but I got carried away. He was introduced in Chapter 29 - and was in several other chapters after that. For those that just want a brief setup... Ric had turned 18 and his father was worried about his lack of sexual activity and hired an escort for Ric to get over his first-time anxiety. First a woman and when that failed (she told Ric's dad "he's a fag"), then a male escort (Joe) who took his virginity and gave him HIV. Ric embraced his new status and soon found several new gay friends at school who were eager for Ric share his bug with them. He helped Joe out with an escorting gig and did some work on his own, including one meet where he worked with another escort while touring a college campus in California. That led to him doing a scene in an adult video. The college is near where Joe (and his boyfriend Kyle) relocated after Joe graduated college. This story starts with Ric's first/freshman year in college. The first post is a little long due to some setup for the story. There are 6 Chapters, each have a few parts to them. ------- Chapter 1.1 - A Rough Start ------- The beginning of Ric's freshman year in college hadn't started out as good as he had hoped. He moved into his assigned dorm room and had just finished unpacking when his roommate arrived. He laid on his lumpy bed reading while the guy unpacked a pair of suitcases and four boxes of stuff. With most of the things put away, the guy introduced himself. "Hey, by the way I'm Steve, if you hadn't already figured that out from the nameplate" he said. "Hi, I'm Ric. I already scratched out the last part on the card. I don't know why they used my full name and your nickname" Ric replied. Steve shrugged his shoulders and picked up a red bandanna and tied it in a loop before hanging it over the door knob. "Know what that's for?" Steve asked. Ric thought quickly and knew of a few uses but doubted he'd be so lucky to have a gay roommate, especially one that knew about the old hanky code he'd read about. He also hoped that it wasn't there in case he wanted something quick to gag or tie up someone he wanted to rape, so he played dumb. "No I don't" he replied. "It tells you or me that someone's in here fuckin some bitch and to go away for a while. If you see it hangin outside don't try and come in" Steve explained, seeming a little disgusted at Ric's naivete. Ric replied "gotcha" and started to realize that he probably wasn't going to have much in common with his new roommate. "'Course a guy like you probably has tons of girls beggin to get your dick" Steve said just as Ric started reading again. "Yeah... a few" Ric replied nonchalantly. He wasn't quite ready to tell Steve that he was gay and wondered if he should take the pride bracelet he'd hung on a hook next to his keys down before his roommate noticed it. Ric had tried straight sex two more times since he graduated and each time couldn't stay hard to actually fuck. Foreplay seemed to be ok, but the thought of plowing a girl's pussy just turned him off. The condoms didn't help, either. With guys, the moment he saw guy's bare ass his dick immediately sprang up. Both of the girls knew he was gay but were sure with the right girl they could turn him straight. "Got a girlfriend, Ric?" asked Steve. "Nah, I'd rather just fuck around. Even my dad told me to avoid getting serious until after I'd graduated and not get married as young as he did" Ric replied. It was close to the truth too, he liked fucking a variety of guys he definitely preferred having fuckbuddies. While some of his friends back home were more on the "fuck" side and others were on the "buddy" side, his dick had gone into almost all of them. "Yeah, I know. My old man said fuck all ya want just don't get em preggers" Steve replied. Ric nodded but started to wonder if Steve's only thoughts were on sex. As much Ric loved fucking, it wasn't the only thing on his mind. Steve continued to blather on and Ric was wondering if it would ever end. They hit dinner down at the cafeteria and Steve disappeared afterwards, saying he was going to go look around campus. The third day was when Steve spotted the bracelet. "What the heck is that?" Steve asked, pointing at the bracelet. And that's where things started to go downhill. Two days later, Steve walked in with the Resident Assistant. "Dude, I just can't do it. I didn't sleep at all last night thinkin that you were gonna fuck my ass." Ric looked incredulous. "Yeah, and not a damn thing happened. You're not my type... not even close. You probably get laid more than I do unless all that big talk is just BS" Ric said, his blood boiling at that point. "Settle down, you two. I got another room for you to move to, Ric" the RA said. "Why do I have to move? Make the homophobic asshole find a new hole to crawl into" Ric snarled. In the end, Ric packed his stuff up just to get away from Steve before he punched his face in. His second roommate was slightly better, but still made a few too many comments that Ric didn't appreciate. This time it was Ric at the RA's room asking for another room. It took a few days but finally Ric was moving again. Instead of down the hall, it was over to a different building. Rather than just getting shuffled to an empty space again, Ric met the other guy before agreeing to move. "Hi, Eddy?" Ric said as he knocked on the open door. "Yeah, come on in" Eddy replied. They shook hands and Ric sat down on the empty bed and Eddy on his. Ric started out with his interrogation and Eddy calmly replied to each question. After almost thirty minutes Ric paused and Eddy said "Is that all? I have a few questions of my own." Ric chuckled and then apologized before Eddy began questioning him back. They finished up an hour after they started when Eddy had to leave for class. Ric moved in the next day and hoped the third room was last of his moves. Eddy seemed to have no issues with his sexual preference and just asked Ric not to lock him out 'too often' and to be respectful. Ric assumed that meant he shouldn't make out with anyone in front of Eddy or make him feel uncomfortable by doing things like watching porn when he was around. Both were things he could deal with and hoped it worked both ways. While Ric had been up front about his sexual preference, Eddy had stayed silent, not saying if he was gay, straight, bi or even asexual. He was a couple years older than Ric and Eddy told him the first roommate he had that semester dropped out to deal with family issues. As he settled into his new home, Ric made a list of all the things he still needed to do. The first was to get a new sim card for his "work" phone. He knew he was going to have to do a few escorting jobs to pad his bank account since things seemed a lot more expensive here than back home. He sent off a few messages to people that he wanted to keep in touch with, telling them that the old number would go dead in a couple weeks and he would send his new number that afternoon. One by one he got responses ranging from "ok" to a thumbs-up emoji. With his new number active, he sent out another round of messages. This time, some of the responses were a little more verbose. "hope it gets a lot of action", "want to talk about a new project" and "hope we work together again soon" were some that he got back. Ric smiled, happy that most of the guys were still interested in meeting. One item down and a dozen more to go. He headed off to one of his classes and sat through the boring lecture. He knew most of these freshman classes were pretty useless since he knew most of the stuff already, but he would need them to graduate and wanted to get them out of the way. The next morning he woke up as he heard Eddy getting ready for his 8 am math class. "He must be a morning person, I could never get my brain working on that stuff this early" Ric thought. He got up and wandered to the big shared guys bathroom in just his sleeping shorts and some sandals with a towel over his shoulder and his toiletry bag in his hand. He waited for one of the showers to free up and noticed one guy come out of the far end shower and a second later another guy poke his head out of the same shower to see if anyone was there. The shocked look on the second guy as he saw Ric staring back at him brought a big smile to Ric's face. He motioned for the guy to come out and mouthed "It's cool" to him. The guy was embarrassed and seemed to be trying to dry off in a hurry. Ric slid past the two guys, letting his hand rub over the second guy's butt and whispering "fuckin hot" before he stepped in the shower and pulled the curtain closed. He had intentionally left his shorts on until the curtain was closed to cover up the biohazard tat over his cock. He already had enough problems finding a roommate that would accept him and he didn't want to scare the rest of the people on the floor, at least not right away. Tossing his towel and then shorts over the curtain rod, he washed off the previous day's sweat. At home he'd usually stroke himself off during his morning shower but he didn't feel comfortable doing that with four other guys showering in the neighboring stalls. His balls were getting heavy, not having been emptied in several days and he knew he needed to drain them soon. He finished his shower and got out, the other guys having disappeared and only one other shower was occupied now. As he dried off, he heard the other shower turn off and hurried to finish. He was just toweling off his head when the curtain opened. It was only a couple seconds before he turned away and grabbed his shorts but apparently long enough for the other guy to catch a glimpse at his naked body. The other guy let out a drawn out "Fuuuuck" as Ric pulled on his shorts. Ric tossed the wet towel around his neck and turned back to go to his room. The other guy was still standing there, dripping wet and naked with his mouth dropped open. "Morning" Ric said to the guy he'd only seen a few times in the hallway. He looked kind of cute and much better naked than the other times he'd seen him fully clothed. "Goddamn that's hot" the guy replied and then a moment later replied "Uh... morning." Ric walked by, trying to stay as calm as possible and ignore the comment. He knew he should have said "Thanks" or something, but he still didn't think of himself as "hot" or "sexy", even if he had gotten all of those comments to his one porn scene and from a few of his clients. He wasn't even sure what the guy thought was so hot, but he finished up his morning routine and got back to his room to change. Ric finally felt like things were getting into a normal groove, but he was dreading his first task for the day. "They open at ten... half hour to get there... so leave at 9:45 so I'm not there with a ton of people for the opening rush" he thought to himself. He made his way down to the cafeteria and grabbed some juice, coffee, an apple and a couple granola bars before sitting down at a table by himself. He finished the first granola bar and was biting into the apple as two guys sat down across from him. It took a second but he realized it was the pair of guys from the shower earlier. Ric smiled and said "Morning guys... I don't think we properly met. I'm Ric" trying to break the ice. The guys stared back at him, surprised at how casual he seemed to be. "Uh... I'm Dan and this is Scotty" the one that had gotten out of the shower first stammered out. "Nice to meet you. Sorry if I surprised you earlier, but as I said then, it's cool. I don't care and I'm not going to say anything. It's good to know I'm not the only one on the floor that likes that kind of stuff" Ric said. He tried to carefully word his comments so that if anyone around them heard it they wouldn't know what he was really talking about. "Oh... Uh... Yeah... Thanks... I... I mean... we don't want it to get out" Dan stammered out. Ric knew they were both scared of getting outed in their first month of college and seemed to be unsure if Ric was being serious or not. Ric smiled slightly and quietly said "I get it. The rumor mill outed me last year. It's a lot better to do it on your own terms, but you'll be surprised at the response" as he finished the last of his breakfast. They seemed a lot less panicked after his last comment so he said "I got to take off. Have fun and I'll catch you guys later." He winked at them and went back to his room. Ric grabbed his backpack with stuff for his first class and then headed out of the dorm. He walked the six blocks over to the clinic on West Street that the one at home had referred him to. He took a deep breath and walked in the door and found the reception desk. "Hi, I just started school here and the clinic I used to go to back home referred me here. I think they sent my records too, but I'm not sure" Ric told the nurse. He really would have preferred talking to Douglas from the clinic back home, and while the nurse seemed friendly he wondered if this place would be as accepting of his status and lack of treatment. "Here are some forms to fill out and can you write your name, date of birth and the referring clinic name down on this piece of paper so we can find the charts they sent?" the nurse asked as she handed him a clipboard and a small scrap of paper. Ric grabbed a pen from the bin and put down the info on the small piece of paper and handed it back to her. He took the clipboard and sat down, filling out the form that was strangely familiar. It made him laugh and he realized that when he filled this form out the last time, he was a lot more sexually active. The moves, start of college and other things had conspired to kill his sex life. He thought back and other than a quick blowjob in a bathroom on campus and Joe's welcome party a month ago, he hadn't fucked anyone. He took the completed form back to the desk and the nurse said "we found your charts along with a couple others that Jones sent over. Did you move here with someone else?" "No, but I might know who the others are for. Are they for Joe and Kyle? They moved out here a month or two earlier." Ric asked. The nurse looked unsure how to respond, not wanting to divulge any private info. "Mmmm, maybe. Regardless, they should come and register to continue their treatment plan" she finally said. Ric smiled and said "I'll let them know." He sat back down and only ten minutes later heard his name called. Once again they called 'Ric' instead of his full name and he laughed to himself at how it was starting out just like at the Jones clinic almost a year earlier. Ric got all of his vitals taken and sat in an exam room for several minutes until there was a knock on the door and the doctor entered. "Hello, Ric. I'm Dr. Reynolds. Nice to meet you. I see from your records that you just moved out here. I assume from your age you're going to college here?" the doctor said. "Yeah. I just started classes last month and I was referred here by the clinic that I used to go to" Ric replied. "Good, it's always nice to get referrals from like-minded clinics. How's Bob doing?" the doctor asked. Seeing a blank look on Ric face he then added "I mean Dr. Simms." "Oh... I never knew his first name. He's good. Do you know him?" Ric asked. The doctor chuckled before saying "Uh, yeah. Quite well. We dated in medical school." A smile came over Ric's face and any concerns he had about going to the clinic faded away. "Now, while I look over your history, can you please take your clothes off so I can check everything out" Dr. Reynolds said. Ric took his shoes, shirt and jeans off and the doctor looked up briefly and repeated "everything." Ric removed his boxer briefs and caught the doctor smiling. "I see you've chosen to defer treatment. I know Dr. Simms is pretty stringent on that and only does it for certain patients so I don't see any reason to change that yet. I am concerned that you don't seem to be very active lately, Ric. I know that your first semester in college can be challenging to adjust to, but sex is one of the best ways to relieve stress and there are a lot of other guys your age eager to get more adventurous in their sex lives. Hell, I had one guy yesterday that had averaged almost three partners a day since he arrived on campus" the doctor said as his eyes roamed over Ric's naked body. Ric smiled and almost asked for the other patient's cell number. "Uh... yeah. Well, I've had a few issues with roommates and I'm on my third dorm room. Now that I've got that part fixed and I've gotten used to my classes, I'm starting to do the other stuff I need to. Like finding out how my body is dealing with the virus and meeting new people" Ric said. "Most guys your age don't really plan like that, they're more spontaneous and deal with the fallout as it comes... but I can appreciate your approach. Can you help me out here? I see on this chart it looks like the blood tests you took from them and I see columns for date, viral load, cd4 counts, blood pressure, et cetera, but I don't know what this last column is" the doctor asked. Ric looked at it and chuckled. "I'm not really sure, but I think that was neg guys I fu... had sex with. They asked me to tell the lab tech that info when I got my blood tests done" Ric replied. "Damn. It looks like you were very active until you moved. Those are only the ones without the virus? I assume there were several more then... Your body is probably in shock with the sudden lack of sex" the doctor replied with a laugh. Ric nodded and replied "Yeah, my hand is getting pretty tired" grinning. The doctor rolled his stool closer to Ric and first examined his cock and balls. "I bet you get a lot of compliments on this. It's pretty impressive and probably helps you pass your gift along. Is the tattoo an advertisement or a warning?" he asked with a grin. "I think of it more of a badge of honor since I got it for joining a club. It works as a warning too. If I wanted to advertise I would have gotten something larger like my friend Joe has. The one on his leg is much larger and he has a scorpion tattoo pointing towards his cock" Ric said. He was surprised that the doctor was interested in his ink and how easy it was talking with the doctor about it. "Mmm, nice. Hopefully he is sharing too. I know some people try to hide their status, others advertise and some warn. It's a personal choice and I like to hear how people make their decision" Dr. Reynolds explained. He continued his exam, checking almost every inch of Ric's body. "We probably do things differently than the last clinic you went to. Tuesdays and Thursdays are the days that we reserve for clients like you. The staff on the other days is geared more towards prevention and treatment of infections. As I said, we will continue your current plan - just monitoring your health and you can change at any time or we will if there is a significant deterioration in your health. I would recommend that you become a lot more sexually active than you have been the past month. It will help you mentally as well as physically" the doctor explained. Ric nodded and felt his cock twitch. "Oh I plan to" Ric then said. "You can dress now and go down to the lab so we can see if anything has changed since your last blood work. It looks to have been pretty consistent after the initial infection" Dr. Reynolds said. Ric started to put his clothes back on as the doctor continued. "We would like to get monthly samples to see how things progress and quarterly checkups, for now. There won't be a need to inform the lab tech about your activity, as interesting as it sounds. In the future though, please visit on Tuesday or Thursday. The staff is much more supportive on those days about our decision to remain... viral. I know you will be a welcome addition to our community. Have a great day" the doctor said as he closed the folder and headed to the door. Ric followed the doctor out into the hall and was pointed in the direction of the lab. He signed in and took a seat, waiting to get his blood drawn. A few minutes later the door opened and a girl about his age came out and headed toward the door to the waiting room. He laughed to himself since she seemed to be embarrassed that anyone saw her there. He was glad he never went through that phase. The lab tech came out a minute later and drew a line through Ric's name on the list before he winked at him. "Come on in" the guy said. Ric's cock stirred again and he went in, closing the door and taking a moment to check the guy out. "Have a seat" the tech said after Ric stood there a little too long. "Oh, sorry" Ric said as he sat down and laid his right arm out on the rest. He kept looking at the tech, thinking he was really cute. He was smaller than Ric in every dimension he could see and Ric thought he'd be easy to toss around as he fucked the guy's brains out. He caught himself licking his lips as the tech said "Welcome, it's nice to see a new face around here. I see you've done this a few times before. I'll be taking three vials this time since we want a good baseline for your next visits" the tech said. Ric read the guy's name tag and it said "Hector D" before watching him prep everything. Ric had gotten used to seeing the needles and while he usually didn't watch them draw blood he did this time. It was just as painless as the ones Tyler had done back at the old clinic. Once the vials were filled and labeled, the tech said "Hopefully the numbers will be close to what you had last time, nice and strong on both sides" before looking Ric in the eye and smiling causing Ric to chuckle. They stared at each other a moment until Hector looked away and grabbed some tape. Ric got his arm bandaged and as he was about to get up the tech put his hand on Ric's forearm. Ric liked the soft, warm hand gently holding his arm. "I will see you in a month. Be sure to come on Tuesday or Thursday, though" Hector said. He paused, still holding on to Ric's arm and looking at Ric intensely before he said "I see on your chart that you haven't been getting much since school started. I know it can be hard meeting new people or finding hookups in a new place. We... uh... do free testing on Wednesday nights at a local bath house. I don't know if that's your kind of scene but I'm sure you would be really popular there. I have a card that allows guys like you to get in for free... if you're interested." "Yeah, it's been a little crazy and I know I need to get out more. That would be really cool, I've never been to a bath house before, just a couple bookstores" Ric said. A second later, Ric asked "Uh... By guys like me... do you mean poz guys?" Hector nodded. "The card is for any poz guy, but I like to make sure that there are plenty of detectable guys there" he said with an evil grin. Ric felt his cock twitch again and Hector leaned in "We get lots of new patients from there. No one asks status and the few condoms that get used always seem to break. A perfect combo for people like us that get into breeding neg guys" Hector quietly said with a chuckle at the end. "I can't make it tonight, but hopefully next week" Ric said. Hector handed him a card after writing a number on the top corner. "Most of the numbers are just random, but one indicates you are detectable and another that you like to share. That will give you priority. Uh, I should have asked, but from the note in your file I assumed you like to share" Hector said. Ric nodded and thanked him as he took the card and got up. Ric adjusted his partially stiff cock in his jeans and said "See you next week" to Hector before he headed towards his first class of the day. He almost fell asleep during the lecture and noticed several people in the auditorium getting an extra snooze too. When the class finally ended he wandered out of the building wondering how he was going to kill a couple hours before his next class. Ric found a spot under a tree and sat down, spending some time reading ahead for one of his classes but his eyes kept looking around at the guys walking by. He pulled out his phone and popped up a gay cruising app, seeing if anyone was looking. "Holy fuck!" he muttered to himself. "Over a hundred guys!" was his next thought. A quick check of the filters told him why. "10 miles is too far and let's get rid of the guys looking for later" Ric said to himself. With the number more manageable, he then checked out the poz guys. "First time cruising here, I'll just look for other poz guys this time" Ric thought. There were four and he quickly looked through the list. Two looked like professors, one guy a few years older who's pics looked like those of a serial killer, and one guy in his late 20s. "Hot profile. you looking?" he tapped out to the late 20s guy. A few minutes later he got a reply - "working atm but can take brake in 15 u got good pics what u lookn 4?" "BJ or fuck. balls r full " Ric replied. "Poz & 19?" the guy asked. "Poz & 18 last yr thought u wudnt mind" Ric sent back and started searching again. "its ok surprised" came in and then "only have 15 min. got 2 b quik" from the guy. "Know a place?" Ric replied. He knew the guy wasn't too far away, but wondered where a safe spot for a quickie would be. "S end of library meet at construction gate @11:30 I'm Jim" was the reply. Ric got up and walked toward the library. He got his phone out to figure which way was south and then laughed when he saw the huge construction site. He got to the south end and found only one small gate for workers to go in and out of. He stood nearby and waited the few minutes until half past the hour. A guy came out with a hard hat, dirty tee and some even dirtier jeans. Ric started walking along the fence towards him and when he got close asked "Jim?" "Yeah. Damn, you look even better in person. Uh... Follow me" Jim said. They walked quickly into the new building shell and then along the wall to a boarded up hallway leading to the old part of the library. Jim slid the plywood to the side, walking inside and once Ric was past, slid it back. There were a few pallets of building supplies in the hallway and that's where he stopped and turned around. He fished around his pocket and pulled out a packet of lube and a condom. "I only fuck bare. That condom wouldn't fit anyway" Ric said, picking up the lube. "Cool. Most guys won't fuck me without a rubber. Let's try just spit first" Jim said, starting to kneel. Ric set down his backpack and unbuttoned his jeans. Jim reached up and tugged them down, trying to spend as much time sucking or fucking, not talking, before he had to get back to work. "Fuck. That's gonna feel so good in me" Jim said before he took Ric's cock in his mouth. The blowjob was quick but after a couple minutes, Ric's cock was rock hard and coated with spit. He thought "this guy is a pro at quick fucks." Jim stood up, dropped his pants, revealing a stained jockstrap and then bent over the pallet of five gallon plastic paint cans. Ric was right behind him, pulling his ass apart and pushing his wet cock up to the puckered hole. He pulled back the foreskin, dropped three gobs of spit on the exposed head of his cock and pressed forward. A few seconds later, the hole yielded and his cock descended. A groan came out of Jim's mouth, barely audible over the sound of drills, hammers and some heavy equipment. It was a classic quickie. Both had all of their clothes still on and their pants were pulled down just far enough to fuck. With the ease Ric got halfway in, he knew Jim was an experienced bottom. Ric pulled back and added a couple more gobs of spit and then began to plow into the hungry hole. "Fuck... I missed havin a bare dick in me" Jim moaned out as he started to push back as Ric would thrust in. Ric quickly increased the pace, plowing in with long strokes. He knew he didn't have a lot of time but was enjoying every second. Five minutes quickly passed and both of them were grunting with each stroke. With the fifteen minute break quickly running out, Ric slowed down and fucked harder with his cock pulling all the way out and then slamming back in. The first time Ric's cock came out of his hole Jim yelled back "No! Cum inside!" Ric shoved back in, growling "I always do." He did it two more times and then grunted "hope ya wanted a recharge!" With his cock planted most of the way in, he growled out as his cock throbbed, filling the poz hole with a large load of cum. Ric could feel Jim breathe heavily and the sweat had soaked through his tee shirt. When their bodies recovered a minute later, Ric pulled back, watching some cum drip down Jim's leg. When his cock was a little softer, he stuffed it back into his trunks and zipped up his jeans. Jim pulled up his jeans and turned around. "That was fuckin great. I haven't had a load in me in months. Uh... recharge? You're not on meds?" Jim asked. Ric chuckled. "Nope" he replied and started to follow Jim back out of the building. A few other construction worker were standing around and they made a few comments - "Tappin college boys Jim? He know what you're shootin?" and "Fuck! That's a hot young boy" and "Jim, he spit or swallow?" Ric laughed again and said "Thanks, Jim. Let me know if its a boy or girl" making sure that the other guys heard him. He walked back towards his next class, stopping in to a restroom to quickly clean up. With his cock no longer covered in spit and cum, Ric found another spot to sit and kill time before his next class, hoping the wet spot on his jeans would dry in time. He pulled his phone out and there were a couple messages from Jim - "Ignore those guys all bad fucks", "U really toxic?", "Thx again Best I had in long time Txt me any time" and then left his phone number.

I needed a few days to recover from two and a half weeks of breeding chaser #1. He seemed to get a double dose of the conversion flu to make up for the one I didn't seem to get. When my dick had recovered and my balls were full, I went in search of someone new to fuck. While I was looking, I got a message from an early 30's guy. There were only a couple body pics that showed a mostly smooth, thin body, trimmed pubes around a larger cock with an upward curve, and a nicely muscled ass dripping cum. His stats said he was an inch taller and twenty pounds lighter than me. "Hey, hot profile. Looking for poz guys a little older than me that will breed neg holes. Let me know if ur interested" his message said. We messaged a few more times and I made sure he was serious. When I showed up at his apartment, he looked close to the pics on the profile but had added maybe ten pounds. His face wasn't pretty and the mop of straight, stringy hair didn't do him any favors, but he had nice full lips and I'd find out later, a long, talented tongue. I followed his naked body back to a bedroom where he helped me out of my jeans and moments later his mouth was engulfing my quickly hardening cock. I only let him go a few minutes until my cock was covered in spit before grabbing a fistful of hair and yanking him off my shaft. I didn't need to tell him what to do next. The moment I let go of his hair, he scrambled on to the bed, looking back to see if his position on his hands and knees was what I wanted. I nodded and glanced around the room. On the nightstand was a bottle of lube and some poppers. I grabbed the poppers and took a couple hits before sealing the bottle and tossing it on the bed next to his hand. By the time he got the first hit, the head of my cock was resting on his hole. Once I heard his second huff, I thrust my cock in a couple seconds later. He groaned loudly as my cock drove in over half way. I waited a moment and withdrew an inch and shoved back in until my balls slapped into his. I gripped his body and began to plow into his tight hole. The spit really wasn't enough to lube him but my precum began to help. After a dozen strokes, I felt him give a tentative squeeze to my cock. My chuckle told him that he could work his ass however he wanted. I liked a bottom that was part of the fuck and I rarely came from a guy trying to milk the load out of my balls. A few minutes later, his hole got sloppy enough that I could fuck harder. There was a satisfying thud as my body slammed into his. Several minutes later, the friction increased and he started to groan again. I made it a little longer before I felt the cum start to rise and I froze mid thrust, my cock showering his guts with cum. Driving in another couple inches, my cock let out a few more spurts of jizz before I fell forward, planting the rest of my cock in. This time, his firm squeezes did milk out a little more cum, making me laugh and growl out "Greedy fucker, aren't ya." We laid there on the bed, both of us breathing heavy. He had a big grin on his face and there was a smaller one on mine, too. "So, is it just the high from the risk or do you really want to get infected" I asked, choosing the most unglamorous word I could think of to describe what I had just tried to do. "I want to get pozzed. I've been chasing for three years and the desire just keeps getting stronger. I have a deal with some other guys that the first one of us to get charged up, does the other four. I want to be the one that gets to do it" he explained, the grin getting a little more sinister. "Hmm, that means you're versatile, then" I said. "Not for the past couple years. I became a total bottom until I get pozzed" he replied. Any thoughts that I had that he was going to regret me breeding him vanished. "That's quite the commitment. Looks like I may have to breed you a few more times to make sure you get to top again soon. This city is desperate for more tops" I said. "You're really toxic? You're not catfishin' me to get in my ass?" he asked. I got up and pulled my phone out of my jeans and flipped around and showed him the screenshot of my test results. "Fuck yeah! I'll take as much of that as you want to share" he said. "As I've heard from a few guys... It's fun trying" I replied. I continued to follow Chris' method and we fucked four or five days a week for the next few weeks until he called me to say he was sick as a dog and couldn't meet. As horrible as he sounded, there was excitement in his voice. "Don't forget about your buddies. End their chase like I did yours" I told him. That evening I was back on the apps looking for my next target. Instead of 'neg for poz' in my search, I changed it to 'neg for any' and began looking at the new set of guys. One guy caught my eye and I looked at his profile several times. He was younger than I usually looked for but a little older than the college guys looking for their daddy fix. The four pics showed that he was proud of his hairy body. Brown fur covered his chest, abs, back, ass and legs. Even the pic of him sucking a thick black cock showed he wore a very bushy beard. His body size put him into the 'cub' category and it looked like he was no stranger to the gym. I must have looked at it a few too many times since he sent a message "Thanks for lookin. Hot profile. Sorry, I don't like to know I'm playing with poz guys. I like some mystery." That's when I found out it was good to have a second profile that skipped or changed some info. After thinking about it a while, I made several changes to make the profiles look different. I wasn't going to lie and say I was neg or ten years younger, but I shaved a few pounds off and listed my status as "ask me." My age and sizes were very similar, but the pics and text were very different. To make it less obvious, I waited a week before I contacted the muscle cub from my new profile. To my surprise, he replied when he logged in a day later. The discussion seemed to indicate his kinks were limited to barebacking, breeding, piss and bukkake. While I was into the first three, the last one didn't do anything for me since I preferred to shoot my cum inside a guy. He also said he preferred very little talking during sex. Grunts, moans and groans were fine but that was it. I guess it fit in with not having the top's status getting divulged. We met up at his apartment and I figured I'd have one chance at tapping him. While he hadn't said anything explicit, it didn't sound like he hooked up with the same guy more than one or two times. "Hey, glad you could make it" was about all the words he said, other than "bye" when I left. His voice was deep but casual. Grunts and moans were all that filled his bedroom for the next hour. Most of the time I was behind him, fucking him over the side of the bed, on his hands and knees, on his knees or flat on his stomach. My cock drilled him hard and soft, with short strokes and long. I loved feeling his sweaty body against mine while we rutted as nature intended - bare. His hole was slick with precum for most of our fuck and as with the other neg guys, I leaked more than normal while fucking him. Maybe it was because I found him sexier than most guys I hooked up with. Part of that sexiness was his confidence. He didn't try to overplay his masculinity. He acted like an average guy that liked risky sex. I just happened to think he was a lot hotter than your average guy. Muscle cub was a little reluctant when I flipped him on his back for a few more minutes of pounding before I dumped my second load into him. I doubt he knew I had already bred him while I fucked him earlier when I got myself too close prevent shooting my charged load in. I kept plowing through several shots, coating his guts with my cum. The second load was almost as big as the first, but I pumped it in fully planted in his ass. His eyes were closed but the expression on his face told me he knew I had filled him with my seed. My face had a very big, satisfied grin on it and had moaned a drawn out "ah fuck yeah" with the last few spurts. A week later I got a message from him. "Hey. Was hoping we could meet up again. Been really busy and no sex since we hooked. Not going to have much time next week either so I want to meet someone I know is gonna fuck good and leave me dripping" he said. It was pretty flattering and it was hard to refuse spending some more time fucking the stud. I was supposed to meet a friend for beers when muscle cub was free, so I did what any horny gay guy would do. We spent almost two hours playing this time. We started on the couch with him sucking me. He spent a lot more time getting my cock hard and wet than our first meet and I played with his ass almost as long. My tongue loved his furry ass and hole and my fingers did too. I didn't get my fist in, but four fingers were able to stretch him open. I even got a few encouraging words from him. By the time I pressed my bare cock into his ass, my beard was dripping spit and his hole was gaping nicely. My cock slipped in easily but as soon as I bottomed out, he clamped down and let out a deep moan. The more relaxed pace let me spend more time plowing into his talented hole and enjoy feeling our bodies completely connected. We both worked up a good sweat and I loved rubbing his body with my hands and feeling the damp fur under my palm or on my chest. I fucked him over the end of the sofa in a few positions before finally breeding his hole. That was when he spoke for the first time during sex, telling me how he loved feeling my cock throb inside him. When we had recovered, he pushed me toward the bedroom for round two. He might have been a bottom but there wasn't a submissive bone in his body. He wasn't aggressive enough to be a power bottom either, but there were signs that he might be on his way there. While I first thought that he might want to cuddle while my balls refilled, that wasn't what he planned. I quickly found myself between his legs, sucking on his nice, thick cock. This was new territory and one that I didn't mind at all. I considered myself ninety percent top these days, back to what I was with my cumwhore of an ex. I'd briefly moved to fifty-fifty versatile with Chris, but that was now over. Sucking dick was always one of those things that I loved to do but it needed the right guy. Muscle cub was perfect for this. A nice cock, a good attitude and the chance that I'd be swallowing his last neg load made for a very satisfying blowjob. Twenty minutes of sucking, licking and stroking his shaft gave me plenty of time to ready load number two. From his cock, I licked down to his hairy ass and licked my cum that was leaking out of the tight pucker. My tongue dug in, fucking him a few moments before my now stiff cock was ready to slide back into the warm, wet confines of his pussy. Unlike our fuck a week before, muscle cub had no issue with me fucking him on his back. At first he held his thick legs back while I drilled his hole before eventually resting them on my shoulders. Last time he kept his eyes closed and grunted occasionally, this time his eyes were locked on to mine and the grin from before got bigger. The moans and grunts got louder too. "Fuck yeah! Pound that hole" he growled out, almost making me jump back. I chuckled and growled back "Yeah? Like that cock drilling into your hole? You like me churning up that load from earlier?" "Uh huh. I feel some of it drippin out... you better put some back in" he groaned out in response. This was the type of banter I liked to have during sex. It had been sorely missing from our first fuck and I wondered if he wanted to avoid any conversation that might have hinted at mine or his status. I hadn't fucked enough chasers to have anything like that become part of my normal fuck-talk so it was easy to avoid. I pounded him harder until finally my balls couldn't keep their viral contents inside. I growled as spurts of cum showered his guts and he yelled out "Oh god yeah!" My body shuddered and shook during the intense orgasm and when it faded we were staring at each other. I pulled out and rolled over on to the bed next to him, still breathing heavily. It was his turn to get between my legs and suck the cum from my shaft and balls. He was surprisingly gentle but I doubt he missed a drop of semen, whether he licked it up or coated his beard with it. He continued long enough to make my cock start to stiffen again. I was pleasantly surprised when he crawled on top of me and lined up my cock to his very slick hole. He rode me for about ten minutes until I could tell his legs were starting to burn. I tugged him toward me and on to his knees while I took over and drilled his ass for another five minutes before I unleashed a few more ropes of cum into him. "Thanks... that was fuckin awesome. I haven't fucked like that in a few years" he said a minute later. "Yeah, that was damn good" I replied. Once he had crawled off of me, I went in search of my clothes. While he was a lot more vocal and friendly this time, it was still just a hookup and I knew it was time to head home. Part of me expected a message from him a week later, but I didn't get one. The next week was the same and by then I was fucking a couple other guys anyway. I finally saw him online a month or so later. I was using my original poz status account and checked out his profile. A smile came over my face as I saw the change in his status. About a half hour later he sent a message "Thanks for lookin. Hot profile. Wanna hookup some time?" Chuckling, I replied "Thanks. Sorry, I prefer the challenge of neg guys."

Notice: The author does not consent to anyone using the characters or plot line of this story for any derived work, whether the author is still active on this site or not. They are not abandoned nor placed in the public domain. Another try at a "short" story. There are 2 parts. The following story is complete fiction. It never happened and any similarity to real life people/situations is a bizarre coincidence. -- It had been a crappy year so far. In April I caught my supposedly monogamous boyfriend getting tag teamed by a pair of grindr hookups. I watched him pack his shit up and even caught him trying to steal some of my stuff. I heard he couch surfed for a few weeks before he could get a place of his own. I told everyone I knew what happened and many knew he had been playing behind my back for months. I'm sure a few of them had fucked that sack of shit too. I was nearing forty, but thought I still looked good. Some of the twenty-something guys were starting to call me daddy, usually when I let my beard grow out, which just made me feel older than I was. My workout schedule was three or four times a week which kept my six foot body in good shape, toned but not built. I kept the hair on my chest trimmed and my full head of hair perfectly coiffed. When summer started and I was still in a funk, my workout buddy Chris took me out for a beer after the gym. "Ya gotta snap out of it. Stop looking for a new boyfriend, just hookup with a few guys. You might find you click with one" he said. I knew he was right. I hadn't had sex with a guy since a few days before catching my ex in the act and my hand didn't compare to having my cock buried up a guy's hole. "I know, I know. It's just hard to find a guy my age that isn't already in a relationship or isn't a complete slut. The thought of having to wrap it up to fuck after seven years of doing it bare is a turn off, too" I replied. "Get on prep if you're worried about picking up the big bug. You're gonna drive yourself mad if you stay in this rut" he replied. We hit the bar again a few weeks later, a day after I'd fucked the first guy in months. "You look a little better, but you're kind of distracted... What's up?" he asked. "I finally got laid last night, but it didn't go very well" I replied. "Not all of them do. What went wrong?" he asked. "I couldn't stay hard in the condom. The guy was about to give up but said 'try it bare. I'm on prep' so I did. God it felt so good and we fucked for over an hour. I even came in him, just like I used to do with the douchebag" I told him. "OK, I don't see why you're confused. You prefer it bare, just like ninety-nine percent of the guys out there" Chris said. "Yeah, but I don't want to catch anything, and raw fucking guys I don't know is risky. It's less of a risk if I top, but sometimes I like feeling a guy drill my brains out too" I explained. I saw a smile come over his face. "Yeah, I'm the same. But if you're worried, start prep. Or find hookups that are on it. I haven't had a rubber on my dick in over ten years. None of the guys that have fucked me have had one either. Once you go bare, you won't want to go back, as you found out" Chris said. I nodded and saw him adjust himself. He grinned back at me. "I think I know how we can help each other out" he said. That was the start of six weeks of fucking each other three days a week after our workout. Usually it was a flip fuck and neither of us would ever pull out, dumping our loads into each other without a second thought. It was strange bottoming so much after decades of topping most of the time, but it was a small price to pay to fuck like I was used to. After the third week, I'd taken more of his cum than all of the other guys combined since I started having sex in high school. It felt weird walking home from his place with his cum running down my leg but it reminded me that Chris had my cum dripping out of him, too. I started hooking up with other guys too, but since this town is ninety percent bottoms, I always topped with them. Near the end of July, Chris told me that he was going out of town for work for a month. "Did you ever go on prep?" he asked. "Nah, never got around to it. You've been keeping me busy" I replied with a chuckle. "Good time for it, now. You'll have some free time to do it. I won't be back for a couple months" he said. We met up one last time before his trip and I spent the night. While I fucked him some, most of the time I was the one getting nailed. Before I headed home, he stuffed a butt plug in and said "Don't want you lookin like a cheap whore leaving a trail of cum on your way home." Work for me got busy too, but I finally went in to start prep. "We need to do some tests first" the doctor told me. They called me in to discuss the results a few days later. "Jason, you tested positive for HIV. There's no need for prep. We are going to do some more tests to figure out how best to treat you" the doctor said, along with a thousand other things that I didn't hear. -- "I never said I was on it and you didn't ask. I got a really big Christmas gift last year and I've been sharing it. You're number seven that I know of" Chris said when I called to tell him. "What the fuck? That wasn't cool" I yelled back at him. "It's really cool, since you don't have to worry about it any more. You can go on meds, but once you charge up your first neg guy, you're going to want to do it more and more. Its such a rush!" Chris said, sounding excited for me. "You're fuckin kidding me? You want me to go out and infect unsuspecting guys like you did to me?" I said, exasperated. "Do it however you want. Fuck other poz guys, knock up some chasers, breed some prep guys or stealth some neg guys. Just do me a favor and stay off meds for a few months and see how it goes" he said, calmly. "Fuck! Now you want me to do you a favor? You're just a fuckin asshole. I hope you burn in hell" I yelled out before I hung up. The problem was, I was horny. Really horny. As good as my hand felt, I needed more. I figured that there wasn't any harm fucking other poz guys so that's what I started with. By the time I went in to talk with the doctor about my second set of tests, I'd fucked and bred a half dozen poz guys. One even flipped me over and gave me his own potent, unmedicated strain. A few days after my doctor's appointment, I was surfing and one guy sent me a message. "Hey. Think I've seen you at the Sweat Shop gym. Prep btm here, luv takin poz dick. bb only" he said. The pics in his profile looked familiar and I remembered checking him out more than once during my workouts. After a few more messages, I was convinced I wasn't going to infect him. Later that evening, my dick was buried in his ass as he begged for my toxic seed. While some of the poz guys had mentioned it while I fucked them, this guy went all out on poz talk while we fucked. I pumped a huge load in him and I don't think I'd ever seen a bottom happier to get bred. The group of guys I was now comfortable fucking was now getting larger. It was just about a month since I got the diagnosis when the first chaser messaged me. Well, the first one that seemed serious and sent more than "poz me" as a message. He was ten years younger than me, two inches shorter, smooth above the waist and hairy below. He had a nice looking uncut cock and an even better looking ass. His longish, curly hair hung over the almost shaved sides and I saw several bits of metal in his ears. There were a few tattoos scattered over his body as well, but they looked like he spent time planning them out. "You're the first neg guy I've fucked since..." I started to say as we undressed in his small apartment. "That's cool. The last guy that said he wasn't on meds was last year and either he lied or it didn't take. It's fun trying though" the guy said calmly. Calm wasn't how I was feeling. I was nervous and hoped I was going to be able to perform. After a few minutes of groping each other's naked bodies, he worked his way down until he was sucking on my now stiff cock. He was better than most guys and I kind of forgot why I was there, besides to fuck, of course. After fifteen minutes, I wanted to see if his ass felt as good as his mouth and throat. Holding his head by the hair, I pulled my cock out of his mouth and slapped it over his cheek. "I need your ass" I said softly, staring at him. He bent over the bed and I was on my knees a moment later. I was only going to spend a minute rimming him, but his ass just felt too good. My beard mingled with the hair between the mounds of firm flesh. His ring flexed while my tongue lapped over it, adding more spit to the entire crevice. Ten minutes had passed and my cock was now throbbing, needing some attention too. I stood up, surprised how hard my cock still was. I pressed the leaking tip to his spit soaked hole, wondering how I could even think about doing what I was about to do. Pushing a little harder, I heard Chris' comment from a few weeks earlier about knocking up a neg guy rattling around my head. "Aahhh fuck yeah..." the chaser moaned as my cock drove slowly into him. His chute felt good wrapping around my cock and when I bottomed out, he gave a firm squeeze with his ass muscles. My cock was leaking more than usual and soon his hole was really slick. It let me pound him harder and at one point I grabbed his hair and pulled it back before slamming in. While I ground my hips against his ass I whispered in his ear "Ready to get pozzed?" "Oh god yeah... Please breed me full of your bug... I want it so bad!" he cried out. His ring clamped down harder with each phrase, trying to suck the cum out of my balls. I could only thrust in a dozen more times before I began to shoot. The moan he let out told me how much he loved getting filled with my virus enhanced load. After the last pulse, I plowed his ass a few more minutes, churning up the cum inside him and hopefully pushing it deeper. Whether he felt as excited when he converted or when he tested positive, I would probably never know. After a short rest, I drilled him again until my cum needed to escape and help try and end his chase. He was a fun guy to fuck and when we finished told me he was very eager for a repeat. I spent the next 17 days breeding him until I showed up and his body was on fire. We only had a quick fuck that night and I left him passed out with one big load inside. I texted Chris and said "ur right. big rush when first one converts." A rational guy would have thought that once he'd experienced pozzing a guy it was enough and he should start medication to get himself undetectable. That's not what I did. Just like Chris had told me, I wanted more.

Thanks for the comments. TBH, I really use the amount of feedback to see if a (longer) story has run it's course. If it keeps dropping then it's time to for me to stop and move on. I hadn't even thought about the limited amount of likes each person can give in a day, so thanks for that heads up @FFRubbrPIG. Now... back to erotic fiction...

I guess you're not the only one. Feedback drops off after the second part, so most people must get bored after that. Too bad most of my writing takes a few parts of setup just to get going.

Thanks. Hopefully the last chapter filled you in on some of it. I'm going to resist the urge to take this one any further. I have another written that picks up from a previous story, but I'm not sure if its worth posting.

----- Part Last ----- Several people made comments about my improved mood on Monday morning. "I was really worried about you last week, Corey. I didn't want to pry, but you looked really depressed. I hope it wasn't anything to do with work or someone here" my boss said. Reassurances that I was OK were made and remade with each new comment. The upcoming project looked to be pretty good and much less grueling than the last one. In the evening, I finished off the pizza from Saturday and started to surf. First stop was the site Paul had me make the profile on. "Your inbox is full. Please consider upgrading to a premium account to send and receive unlimited messages" was the notice I was greeted with. Sure enough, 20 messages were there, most of them wanting to hookup. I read each message and checked out their profile. They varied from a 18 year old parTy guy to a sixty something bear. The ones with no pics, no info or that had sent messages of only "hot profile" or "fuck me" got tossed. That left five. A 21 year old college guy had the best message. "Hi. Newly poz, huh? Hope ur doin ok with it n might consider sharing. Sub bb btm here, not looking 4 master or ltr, just love gettin loads from lots of guys. been thinkin abt gettin pozzed a cpl yrs. chasing last 6 mo. most +guys on meds, didnt convert from creepy guy that I think lied abt bein +. serious here hope u r 2" was the note riskysub02 sent. I liked his honesty and low pressure approach. I sent him a reply - "hey doin ok now, thx. no script yet so no meds. only fucked 1 guy so far. u really sure? willing 2 share if ur not going to freak if u get chrgd." I went to the next best message - "cumdump here lookin 4 bug. hiv only, already had most others. u still toxic? nice pics, hope last 1 got lucky. prefer anon. have spot in bldg basement." CmDmp4ne1's profile listed a 30 year old Hispanic guy, a few inches shorter and twenty pounds heavier than me with a great furry ass. It looked like he had a nice cock too and listed himself as versatile bottom. He also got a reply - "hey. u sure? never on meds. waiting 2 find out if guy in pic got bug. how u fuck in basement? GH?" I re-read the others and wasn't going to reply to them until I knew how the other two guys turned out. Another message came in and I could barely decipher what it said. The profile was really strange too so I just deleted the message. I searched a few times and realized Paul was right about lots of guys looking for poz loads. I even found a profile for a guy that sounded like the hookup that pozzed me - "visiting 4 wkend. HVL & only breed no prep negs. multicummer" was all his profile said besides the stats which matched my hookup, except for his status. The dick pic looked familiar too. I was just about to log when the hispanic guy replied - "very sure. u knock up lots of guys? storage rm in basemnt w/matrss. dim light. free 6pm-midnite." Another round of messages from him and I had an address, directions to get to a basement storage room and a time on Wednesday night. Once again, as I was about to log off I got a message, this time from the college guy. "thanks 4 replying. I'm positive I want it, lol. wont freak 4 sure. cant host, can u? name day time place night btr but I will skip class 2 get pozd. 1x or wud u do more to make sure?" he said. "yw. cant host. u know of a place 2 meet? tomorrow after 7pm ok? 1x yes, 2 if we click" I sent as a reply. "Dix Theater on 4th? 8pm? Look 4 guy with glowing wristbands in main theater" he replied and I sent back "c u then." I'd heard about the adult theater but I had never been there. Except for three or four visits to a bathhouse at college, all of my sex had been in non-sleazy places - dorm rooms, apartments, cars or a few parks. I was nervous as I went in and paid the fee before wandering a few minutes until I found the "big" theater. There were only six rows of ten seats with an aisle down the middle and on both sides. A few guys were standing against the back wall and I spotted a couple people in the seats, spread apart. No one had the wristbands I was looking for but I had gotten there a few minutes early. I looked around at the other rooms, including the smaller theater that only had about twenty seats and a gay bondage flick was playing to the lone guy in the front row. I went back to the main room and looked around. While I spotted one guy sucking another this time, it seemed to be the same set of guys. I stood back in the corner and waited, now expecting the college guy to flake. Five minutes later, a guy burst into the theater behind me and walked halfway down the side aisle, breathing heavy like he'd just run a marathon. He looked around and then fumbled in his pocket and brought out two barely glowing wristbands and put them on. I chuckled and took a few steps forward, whispering "riskysub?" He spun around and in the darkness I could barely make out what he looked like, but he fit the general description of his profile. "Follow me" I said and walked over to the smaller theater which was now empty. I found a spot in the back and the college guy whispered "Sorry I'm late" before he sunk to his knees. He pulled down my sweats and quickly began sucking my cock and getting it hard. He was no stranger to sucking dick and I imagined he was one of those early starters. Once I was hard and wet, I tugged on his arm and he stood back up. "Last chance to change your mind" I said and watched him shake his head 'no'. "Bend over and show me that ass then" I said quietly, but sternly. He grabbed some poppers out of his pocket and dropped his jeans, stepping out of one leg. Each of his hands grabbed on to the back of the last row of seats. My finger ran along the crack, pushing in until I felt his hole. I heard him take a few hits of poppers while my finger slipped inside pretty easily. I didn't feel any lube or cum, just sweat from his run to the theater. "This guy's taken a lot of dick" I thought. Adding a second finger, I heard him moan over the lame soundtrack of the movie. I gave a few twists and pulled them free, stuffing my hard cock in right away. "Aaaahhhh, fuuuck yeah" the college guy moaned as I slid in until I was fully planted. I plowed his well used hole, never giving him less than three quarters of my average sized cock with each stroke and usually all of it. Each thrust was firm and while I might have been gentle to start with if we'd hooked up any other way, he needed a harder fuck. Only a few minutes in, I was drilling him and you could hear the slaps of our bodies echoing around the room. We had attracted a few guys who were a lot more interested in our fuck than the one on the screen. One guy shot his load on the floor and left, leaving two to watch us. "Breed me... please breed me" college guy begged when my thrusts started to get erratic. The last few thrusts were really hard and the college guy struggled to keep himself upright from them. On the last shove, my cock erupted. I let a couple ropes shoot out before I pulled back and slammed in again, unleashing a few more spurts of my charged seed into his cunt. With the last shot fired, I stayed fully rooted in his ass. "Give me a few minutes and I'll give you another load if you want" I said breathlessly, my hands still on his hips. "Hell yeah!" he replied. I leaned back against the wall and he spent the next several minutes licking my cock clean. Once I had recovered, we fucked again but I only lasted about five minutes before I dumped another, smaller load into his guts. The college guy sucked my cock clean again before standing up and pulling his jeans back up. With my sweats pulled up too, we headed towards the front door together. We got out on to the street and I saw him for the first time in glow of the streetlights. The grin on his face was priceless and he immediately said "Thank you. You don't know how happy I am right now." "Good. Same time Friday?" I asked. The grin got even bigger and he nodded his head before saying "Oh god yeah!" "Don't be late next time" I said with a wink before turning and walking toward home. Wednesday, I took the afternoon off and went to my appointment at the clinic. I tried to look concerned, but the doctor noticed I was in a better state than I was the last time. I didn't tell him about the weekend with Paul, or the guy Tuesday night at the adult theater, or the guy I was going to meet later that night, or how many guys sent messages to my profile on a bareback site, begging for me to share my bug. The doctor gave me the numbers from the tests, which meant nothing to me. I figured I'd do some research over the weekend and figure out if they were good or bad. One was really big and the other less than one thousandth of the first. I also got a prescription and a ton of other information. "Fill the prescription right away and be sure to abstain until we get the results from your next test and probably longer" I was told. "Sure, doc" I replied knowing there was no way I was going to deprive myself from having sex. The meet with the Hispanic guy was much easier than the one the night before. I easily found the door he'd propped open and then found him in the storage room, on his knees and naked. He was tighter than the college guy, but still an experienced bottom. I didn't go easy on him either and with only a couple gobs of spit for lube, he felt every stroke. After fifteen minutes of plowing him, I pumped a nice load into his unprotected hole. CmDmp4ne1 hadn't said a word the entire fuck and I only heard a few moans and groans from him. He never looked back either. This was just an anonymous pump n dump and I was on my way less than 30 minutes after I'd gotten there. He sent me message later saying "thx. luv a repeat or 10." Benny from the pizza shop was nervous when he showed up Thursday evening. I didn't have to do anything for him to be my delivery guy. It turns out the place has a list of the regular customers and drivers can request to service them. And service me he did. "Marco said you could help me out" he said sheepishly after he gave me the pizza. I smiled and pulled him into my apartment. Once the door was shut, I pushed him back to the wall and replied "If you really want a viral load you have to ask me." My face was inches from his and I could see the sweat dripping down his face and feel his body tremble. "Please, sir. Can you fuck me again and poz me? Please?" he pleaded. I knew I wasn't the only customer that he would bend over for. The last time he delivered he had at least one load in him and offered to let me to fuck him as long as I didn't complain to the restaurant that he was late. I may have fucked him safe that time, but it was a different story now. He begged for my charged load for the next hour as I pounded him first doggy style and then missionary. Being the big tipper that I am, he got two loads. The satisfied look on his face slowly turned to panic and back as I breathlessly told him "Doc told me yesterday with my viral load I can easily infect someone with just one exposure. Be here Tuesday night so I can make sure you're toxic as fuck." He nodded and I could see his brain comprehending that this really wasn't just some hot fantasy playing out. My poz cock was still in his neg ass when he asked "there's a buttplug in my bag. Can you put it in after you pull out?" Chuckling, I realized he was as committed to this as I was and I roughly jammed the plug into his hole. Friday's meet with the college guy was a repeat, except he was there waiting for me and he was a lot more verbal. The place was much more crowded since it was a Friday. Instead of standing behind the seats of the empty small theater, he was kneeling on a middle front row seat as I stood behind, drilling him. The poz talk chased a few guys away and drew others closer. "Knock his ass up" one guy yelled out as I started to shoot my first load. College guy moaned so loudly when I dumped my seed in him, I could hear him over the din of the movie and at least twenty horny guys, most of which were watching us, not the screen. When I pulled out, some guy from the crowd tried to take my place but the college guy shut him down. "Only one cock gets this hole today" he told everyone around us. Most of the guys wandered away while riskysub sucked and nursed on my half hard shaft. When I was ready to fuck him again, he stood up and whispered in my ear "Thanks for fucking me again. Even if you aren't poz it's still hot as fuck." I figured he was fishing to see if I really was toxic. He had obviously been lied to before and was skeptical that anyone was going to really give him a charged load. Short of showing him lab results, nothing was going to prove I was toxic right then and there. "Eight hundred thousand was my viral load Wednesday. Now bend over and lets make sure you're charged up" I whispered back. He let out a sultry moan which really turned me on as he turned, braced himself on the chair back and spread his legs. This time I fucked longer for our second round. The load was bigger too and I fingered him roughly after I pulled out. Once again we left the theater together. "You serious about the number?" he asked as we got out into the warm summer air. "Mmhmm. I'm not supposed to be even thinking about sex... even if I covered up" I replied, chuckling. "Have a good one" I said as I walked away. Sunday I sent a message to Paul and asked how things were going. "Better now that my ass doesn't hurt every second of the day ;)" he replied. "Aww I need to do a better job next time u been a good boy? no fucking?" I sent back. "No dick or ass, just my hand sir" Paul answered. I was a little pissed that he was jacking off and emptying his balls into his hand or a cum rag. I'd have to settle for taking the last neg load he shot inside someone instead of just his last neg load, period. "LOL good I cant say the same profile we made has been popular" I texted to Paul. Seconds later my phone rang. "I figured you would delete it as soon as I left" Paul said. "Nah, I wasn't sure I would meet up with anyone but a few looked too good to pass up" I replied. "Oh? Did they show or ghost?" he asked. "Guess I got lucky, both showed. Three if you count the pizza guy. Seven loads de-POZ-ited" I joked. We talked a bit more and after I hung up I went back to the site to see if there were more messages. Just like before, I was greeted with the "mailbox full" message. There were a few of the same messages, one from riskysub saying "thanks again" and one telling me I was a "sick motherfucker" for being poz and still wanting to hookup. I looked over the college guy's profile again and noticed he had changed it. "not looking atm. waiting to see if the last stud ended my chase" was the updated text and a new pic showed his ass with a toothbrush in it and a blob of pink cum running out of his hole. I hoped he took it after our last fuck and that was my load dripping out of his ass, but it made me smile. Work was busy the next week, but I did breed Benny again on Tuesday. He spent the night and I gave him three more loads before he left in the morning. There was also a hookup with another guy from the site on Wednesday. A fifty two year old guy that had stopped prep several months earlier. It was a lot of fun and my first time with a much older guy. We flipped back and forth for a couple hours, dumping a pair of loads into each other. There wasn't any poz talk, it was just two horny guys fucking bare and the consequences be damned. Thursday I was at work when I got the message from Paul, while I was in a team meeting. "Feel like shit fever & aches all ur fault, lol" his message said. I smiled and I'm sure my co-workers were confused why I was happy that the boss had just told us we'd be working most of the weekend. Friday night I picked up the prescription and took the first dose the next morning. I hooked up one last time from the site that afternoon with the mid-sixties bear from the first set of messages. He said he wanted to do what he'd spent decades avoiding and take his first raw poz cock. Three loads later, his fur was matted with sweat and my cum was in his gut. A couple weeks later I checked out riskysub's profile and it now listed him as poz and versatile. I sent him a message "congrats" and he replied a few minutes later with "thx stud u didnt lie ;)" CmDmp4ne1's profile too had changed. It still had "ask me" for his status but one pic showed a fresh biohazard tattoo on his ass. It may or may not have been from me, but it was good to see he got what he wanted. I did one more search but the bear's profile was gone. I deleted my profile and called for a pizza, wondering who would deliver.

Not quite. There's one more to wrap things up

----- Part 6 ----- We chowed down on the pizza, both of us hungry from lots of exercise and not much sustenance. A few beers and slices took care of that. Paul and I talked while we ate and we kept talking until we ran out of beer. "How's your ass feelin?" I asked. "Fuckin on fire" Paul replied with a concerned look hoping I didn't want to fuck him again. "I'll go easy this time" I said chuckling. "At least you're not hung like the pizza dude" Paul replied. "Gee, thanks" I replied sarcastically. I knew what he meant, but it still made me feel a little inadequate. So, I didn't go easy on him. We started on the couch with him bent over the arm. Apparently, he'd put the plug back in after Marco bred him and he still had quite a bit of Marco's seed in his hole. A firm yank got the plug out and I followed it with one hard thrust. I planted my cock balls deep in him and it left a ring of cum around the base of my cock. Ten minutes of drilling had forced a lot of Marco's seed out, but his hole was still pretty sloppy. Several minutes later, I gave a few tugs on his arm and I had him on the floor on his back, laying on a small rug. With his legs over my shoulders, my cock slammed back into him with a thud and a scream. When he screamed again with the next thrust, I grabbed the towel nearby and stuffed the corner of it into his mouth. Noises still came out, but they were pretty well muffled as I drilled him. I made it another twenty minutes before I couldn't wait any longer. Several spurts replaced most of Marco's cum with my own viral brew. When I pulled my cock out I told Paul "Hold your legs and don't move." I found the plug and pushed it back into Paul's battered hole. I never had done a multi-cumming, all day fuck with one guy before. The most had been five guys I'd fucked at a party right after I'd moved here, but still that time was only three hours long, I only came twice and bred two different guys. Four fucks with Paul and the resulting loads in one day left me exhausted, drained and thirsty. After gulping down a few glasses of water, I made it back to bed to find Paul already there, asleep. I added another mark on his back and smiled, thinking that there was no way he was going to escape the bug after this weekend. -- It was only 6 AM when I woke up Sunday morning. I knew we didn't have a lot of time before Paul had to go to the airport. He was awakened by me rolling him on his stomach and pulling the plug out of his ass. Seconds later, my morning wood was sliding into his pussy again. He groaned, partly from being rudely awakened and partly from me plowing into his abused hole. I wanted to fuck him for a long time, but I really couldn't. My body was still tired but my balls needed to fill my willing victim with an eighth toxic load. I collapsed on his back after the last pulse and was asleep moments later. Even though my cock slipped out while I was snoozing, the position we were in made sure that the cum stayed where it belonged. I woke a few hours later when he pushed me off and crawled out of bed. I heard him pissing and chuckled that he was following my orders from the day before and not pushing out any of my seed. Paul came back to bed and cuddled with me. We kissed and groped for almost an hour. "I'm sorry. I've been a greedy ass most of this weekend. All I was concerned with was getting my own needs met and using you to poz me up" Paul said. "Yeah, I know, but I got something out of it too. I realized that our relationship has changed and you're never going to be my boyfriend again. Occasional fuckbuddy is about it. But... and much more important, I found out that I'm going to be OK. Different, but OK" I replied. There were a few minutes of silence which I broke by saying "I got one more charged load for you and then you're going to have to pay up." Before Paul could say anything, I was between his legs and rolling him back. My cock was at full attention and I quickly stuffed it back into his bruised hole. "FUCK!" he screamed out and I responded with a sinister laugh. My hips thrust in and out, pounding him just as hard as I had on Friday evening. I didn't know where the energy was coming from but it didn't matter. His grunts and groans all hinted at the pain he was enduring and I didn't care. "Just remember... I OWN this ass... It's my bug that you're gonna carry until you die" I growled out as I got closer. The look on his face finally had fear in it and I wasn't sure why it was finally hitting him after a weekend of continuous fucking. "Beg for it" I growled louder. By now, I had him rolled back on his shoulders and was pile driving into him. He was trapped and each thrust was harder than the last. He didn't say anything other than a few whimpers. "Say it!" I yelled. Finally there was a meek "Poz me" coming from his lips. "What? I couldn't hear that!" I growled. I knew one more load probably wouldn't matter, I just wanted to hear him beg one last time. "POZ Me" he said louder. It didn't have any of the confidence from Friday or Saturday. He understood that I was now the one in charge after all these years. He'd unleashed a dominant streak inside me or maybe his was crumbling away. A few more jabs into his wrecked hole were all I had left and they were followed by ropes of my charged seed. It felt good to flood his hole again and feel the warm cum surround my cock inside him. I was drained in more ways than one. I stayed there, staring back at him, watching my sweat drip on to his chest and face. "Stay" I commanded as I pulled out of him and went over to my toy box again. I found an old silicone plug to seal my cum inside for his flight home. While it might have been funny to watch him try and get through security with the metal plug we'd been using all weekend long, I'm sure they'd pull it out and he'd lose some of the precious cum it was holding in. Besides, I wanted to keep the good one. The silicone one was a little thicker than the metal one and Paul definitely felt it going in. My hand gave him a slap on his ass before I roll crawled next to him and said "Now ya gotta give me the last neg load you will ever shoot. I'm beat and might have let it slide since you gave me one Friday, but you wasted your load on the wall yesterday when Marco fucked you." Paul nodded before he rolled over and took his position behind me. He spread my ass apart and drooled some spit over the hole. I felt his cock against my ass ring and he hesitated. After a few moments of nothing happening, I started to push back and he pressed in, breaching my hole on the third try. He plowed his cock in and out and after a few minutes it became a proper fuck. As tentative as he started, he lasted almost thirty minutes, all of it with him behind me. I never flipped on my back, I was either on my knees or stomach. It was just a fuck and he was just a top, like so many other hookups I'd bottomed for. He began to grunt and thrust slowly until he drove in and filled my hole. The load he shot was huge. I guess his balls had plenty of time to reload since the night before. He pulled out a few minutes later and laid next to me, his arm draped over my back and we fell asleep again. The alarm went off and he got up, showered and dressed as I laid on the bed replaying the weekend in my mind. For the first time since Friday night, we had clothes on again. Me in just a pair of sweat pants and him wearing clean jeans and a tee. We hugged and kissed before he walked out the door, heading to the airport. The kiss had little of the passion we used to have, but it showed what our new relationship was. I slapped his butt just like I had done to Marco the night before as he left. While I had feared having sex with him before he arrived, that was pretty much all we did the whole weekend. Now my fear was gone and as I told him, I knew that I was going to be just fine as a poz guy.

The weekend is almost over... Only 2 parts left.

----- Part 5 ----- "Three I know pretty well. Two of them love a quick blowjob before they finish their route. The other is a total bottom" I replied. We chatted a while longer before the buzzer announced the arrival of our dinner. Both of us were still naked and while I buzzed the guy up, Paul grabbed a towel and wrapped it around his waist. He was opening the door when I walked out of the bedroom, still naked. "Hi, Marco. Come on in" I called out from across the room. Marco looked at me and it took a few moments before he recognized me with the beard. He was used to guys in this neighborhood greeting him with little to no clothes on and this wasn't my first time doing it. I had recognized his voice when I answered the buzzer, so I knew he'd be cool with it. Marco was my favorite of the delivery guys. He was a tall, mixed guy that I frequently saw at my gym working out. He claimed to have a girlfriend but rarely turned down a chance at having a guy suck his large dick. I was one of the lucky few that I knew he had fucked. Out of the baggy pants and loose uniform tee, his legs were like tree trunks, his shoulders broad and his biceps huge. He had a surprisingly light touch when he fucked, though. He told me once "You fags are more fun to fuck. No bitchin' or whinin' that my dick's too big and only a few want me to wrap it up." Marco grinned and walked into my apartment, letting the door close behind him. His eyes were looking over Paul and then latched on to me. After he gave Paul the pizza, he set the bag down and I saw Paul lick his lips before setting the pizza box down on the table. "Marco, this is my ex, Paul. Paul, Marco is one of the studs that brings me snacks and pizzas" I said. Marco's grin got bigger. "It smells like someone's been havin fun" he said, the smell of cum apparently stronger than the pizza. His hand was rubbing over the growing bulge in his jeans and I know I was enjoying the sight of it and I think Paul was as well. I laughed and then said "Paul, don't be rude. Give the guy his tip." Paul looked back at me confused, wondering where he'd have money on him. I saw the towel he was holding on to was starting to tent. "Knees, Paul. On your knees. Show him how appreciative you are for him bringing us food" I said, winking at Marco. I was really starting to enjoy being the more dominant one over Paul. Paul let go of his towel and knelt down on it, reaching up and opening Marco's pants. Tugging the pants down below the muscular thighs, Paul next pulled the bikini briefs down, freeing the long, thick, uncut shaft from the straining fabric. "Fuck yeah" Paul said before diving in with his tongue. I was a little surprised, but figured that some of those daddies he'd been sucking had taught him well. I ducked back into the bedroom and came back with some cash for a real tip and the marker on the chance I could get Marco to fuck Paul. Marco had his hand behind Paul's head and was rocking his hips slowly while Paul bobbed on the shaft. Paul was struggling to take it much deeper, so I came up next to him and knelt down. My hand grasped his shoulder and I whispered "Breathe deep, relax and let it slide in." He tensed up and gagged so I whispered a long drawn out "Relax..." as my hand slipped down his back and I pushed a finger into his cum filled hole. It really turned me on to be teaching my ex how to suck dick better. I heard him inhale and push his face forward. His nose hit Marco's untrimmed pubes and stayed there a few seconds before pulling back and resuming his short bobs. A minute later, he tried again but this time Marco helped him get the last inch and a half into his throat. I watched, waiting for Paul to struggle to get free and hopefully not puke. He pulled off a several seconds longer than he'd stayed down before and gasped for air before looking up at Marco. "Fuck yeah! You fags are so good at that. If I did that to a bitch, she'd beat my ass n take my balls off" Marco said. Paul was back bouncing on his shaft, taking half of it into his mouth with no problem. My finger kept working Paul's ass, feeling all the cum that was still inside. I pulled it out and licked off the mixture, tasting my cum and the distinctive coppery flavor. "You should try his ass. It's all lubed and ready" I said with an evil grin. I heard Paul whimper as he kept sucking. "Yeah? Think he can take it?" Marco asked. "Dunno, but he does want his pussy wrecked" I replied. Marco laughed, saying "That I can do. Remember the first time I fucked you?" I heard another whine come from Paul as the first fuck I'd gotten from Marco flashed through my mind. "Yeah, it was a week before I could take another dick. But I keep coming back and now I can take it all" I said, tugging on Paul's arm. A few seconds later, Paul was leaning on the wall, his hands and legs spread. Marco shed his shoes, pants and briefs and moved behind him. "What's this?" Marco asked. "Just keeping track of the loads he took" I said. I could see Paul nervously panting, unsure if he could take the dick that had just stretched out his throat. "Poz? You?" Marco asked, his eyebrows raised and staring back at me. I sighed and looked down. "Yeah, just found out a week ago" I said somberly. "Fuck... Good to see it's not slowin ya down. Guess we're not usin' rubbers anymore" Marco said, grinning at me as he lined his cock up and pushed into Paul's swollen hole. The news didn't seem to deter Marco one bit. His eyes seemed to light up at the thought of fucking bare, which made me wonder where he'd put his mark after he bred Paul. Marco rocked his hips, working his shaft deeper into Paul's chute. The contented look on his face let me know Marco was enjoying it so far. On the other hand, the pain in Paul's groans told me that Marco was stretching him open more than I ever could. When Paul let out a howl, I knew Marco had bumped into the inner ring. It took me a couple fucks before I had been able to take all of the long shaft and wondered if Paul could. The howl subsided, replaced by grunts from the gentler nudges Marco's strokes were now giving him deep. "Damn, this is one sloppy pussy. All this yours?" Marco asked as he started to plow a little faster. "Mmmhmm" I replied, watching Paul spread his legs a little wider. Marco's hands grabbed Paul's shoulders and a few seconds later he thrust in hard. "FUCK!" Paul cried out as Marco moaned loudly, standing completely still. "Yeah... see? You can take all of it, just like your throat" Marco said softly. I watched him pull backward and then drive back in, Paul wordlessly crying out as the cock inside him poked deeper than any had ever before. Another pause and Marco began long strokes, his body slapping against Paul's ass occasionally. When his breathing started to get faster along with his thrusts, I knew Paul was about to get bred again. Grunts accompanied the last five or six strokes, followed by Marco wrapping his arm around Paul's neck and pulling him tight as his body convulsed. Paul shot four or five ropes of cum on to the wall before Marco pushed him back against it. The pair stood there, connected and gasping for air for a few moments until Marco backed away. This time it was me on my knees, licking the softening rod. Paul's hole was definitely trashed, but the cum taste put me into overdrive. With the last traces licked off, Marco bent over and grabbed his clothes, putting them back on. I stood up and handed him the marker. "Stay still, Paul" I said. Marco chuckled and moved back behind Paul and wrote "Neg", a line below it and his one hash mark on Paul's left shoulder. Marco looked at me and smiled. "On prep. My girlfriend doesn't mind me fuckin guys but she doesn't want me bringin anything home. Some of you guys are pigs... Already had gono twice this past year" he said. Marco picked up his empty pizza bag and headed to the door. I grabbed the tip and stuffed it into his pocket, giving a firm slap to his ass. He turned and said "Thanks" before whispering "Talk to Benny. He's lookin' for some hot loads. But once he's done, I want to feel your pussy without a fuckin condom" and walked out the door.

----- Part 4 ----- I woke up when he got out of bed Saturday morning. I gave him a few minutes and stood up, looking over the bed. There was only a small spot on the sheets and then I looked on the rug next to the bed. A large reddish blob marked the spot I dropped the plug the night before. Chuckling to myself I walked into the bathroom. He was sitting on the toilet, with a dazed look on his face. "How ya feeling, Paul?" I asked. "Fuckin sore. I felt you pump a few loads in me but nothin's coming out" he said. "Three loads. Just like the marks on your back. I guess its time to add some more juice to your cunt, then" I replied. He stood up and I looked in the bowl. A small blob of dark pink ooze was floating around. "Hmm, twelve or thirteen hours since your first load, I guess most of it soaked in. It's a good sign. We can stop now if you want. The bug only took three loads to get me and he didn't even plug me up to keep it all in like I did" I said. There was a grin on my face, but it wasn't one of those happy grins. No, it was a dark, evil grin. One hand pushed the lever on the toilet and I used the other to push Paul toward the shower. The water felt good running over my body and once we had each other soaped up I turned him to the wall and grabbed his hands. My cock grew and stiffened as I stood behind him, holding him there. "Kinda rude shitting out my seed there. I didn't expect you to disrespect me like that" I said into his ear. "I'm sorry" Paul said, apologetically. "Don't let it happen again" I said, humping my now hard cock along his crack. Pressing deeper, a few more tries got the head of my cock to snare on his puffy hole. Paul groaned out as my cock drove into his tortured pussy. The only lube he got was the water showering down from above. He whimpered and writhed as my cock pumped in and out of his ass. "This is why you came here, right?" I snarled into his ear, the thrusts getting harder and harder. Among the gasps he was making he muttered "Yes" before pushing his ass back. I laughed to myself. Whatever dark desire made him want to travel across the country to get infected with an incurable bug by his ex, I wasn't going to question. I might have needed this more than him, since I was now starting to embrace my new status. Soon, I was pounding his ass and enjoying every moment. We used to fuck in the shower occasionally, but our roles were reversed then. My grunts got louder than his and then I began flooding his guts again with my seed. We finished the shower and I smiled as I watched him quickly towel off and head towards my bedroom with his ass clenched tight. I gave him a minute and strolled back into the bedroom and tossing on some basketball shorts. The plug was missing from the nightstand and only a small wet spot remained in it's place. I made some breakfast and we sat down in the living room. We talked for a while, catching up on each other's lives since graduation. "I never realized you liked to fuck so much. I know you did a few guys in college, but damn, you're a good top" Paul said. "More than a few. But, you made it pretty clear when we met that you didn't get fucked. I think you let me try once and shut me down after about ten minutes. It didn't matter since I loved getting fucked by you. When I felt like fucking a guy, I'd hunt down one of the thousands of bottoms around campus." Chuckling, I said "I guess your attitude about bottoming hasn't changed much" I replied. Paul looked embarrassed. "Do I suck that bad as a bottom?" he asked a minute later. I didn't want to burst his bubble, but we'd known each other too long to sugar coat it. "Let's just say it's pretty obvious you don't get fucked much" I replied with a grin. Paul nodded sheepishly. "It's not a problem, Paul. Just realize that there are a lot of bottoms out there and some are much better than you. Just do what you enjoy" I said, adding a moment later "But you're still my bottom bitch for the next day." We ended up back in bed a short while later. It was close to the sex we used to have, except I was the top. There was lots of body contact, rubbing, licking and biting. He got drilled on his back, bent over the side of the bed, on all fours, flat on his stomach and against the wall. We went so long I got exhausted and we rolled around groping, sucking and kissing just to give myself a chance to recover. I got him painfully close to shooting his load down my throat but I left him blue balled and dumped my load in his hungry ass instead. My cock was his butt plug for the next hour while we slept again. My stamina wasn't what it used to be and I was sure it was from the new intruder that was attacking my body from within. When I woke, my cock was hard again and I wasn't going to let it go to waste. Paul's nap was rudely ended by my thrusting hips. Unlike our earlier hour and a half fuck fest, I was pumping my third load of the day into his ass only ten minutes later. I added the missing tally marks on his shoulder and grinned. This time, I stuffed the plug back into his weary hole before falling back to sleep. When I woke up a while later, Paul was leaning back on a few pillows surfing on his phone. "Hey sleepyhead. Got any plans for dinner?" he asked. "Not really, I was just going to order a pizza. Why? Are you going to take me out for nice romantic dinner?" I asked, with a big grin. "I doubt I could walk far with this plug up my ass" he said, wiggling his butt on the bed. The expression on his face told me he was still sore and regretted the movement immediately. "Pizza it is. I know a great place that delivers. Whatcha surfing for? A better top?" I asked. "Not hardly. I'm not sure how much more I can take, though. I was looking on a few sites for guys for you. How much longer before you start meds?" he asked. My face twisted and I gave him that "WTF" look. "I dunno, they haven't prescribed anything yet. My next appointment is Wednesday" I replied. "Mmm, cool. Even after you start you won't be undetectable for a while. Here, take a look" Paul said, turning his phone toward me. It was a list of guys on the site that were all in my city. The profile headlines were things like "No loadz refuzed", "+a+", "toxic only" or "needz gifts." "You're fuckin nuts. The only reason we're fucking before I'm undetectable is because it's you. No way I would fuck any other neg guy just to infect him" I said, shaking my head. He had flipped over to another site and came up with another list of guys he was showing me. "See? 23 guys looking for poz loads. A shitload more if you look for the 'dont care' guys. What's the harm in giving guys what they're looking for. Some will probably never actually meet, but some will. You can make those guys really happy" Paul said, looking at me completely serious. A few seconds later he added "I'll send you these links. Create a profile and take a look. Check out the hookup apps too, plenty of chasers there too." Seconds later I got a few texts from Paul and as bad of an idea as I thought it was, he had me creating a profile on one of the sites. He even got me hard and we added a shot of my stiff cock in his abused hole. Five minutes after creating it I already had four guys begging me to breed them. I shook my head again and logged off. "Not sure I can do that" I said. It was almost eight and I heard my stomach growl. My phone was still in my hand, so I opened up the pizza place's site. A brief discussion about toppings and the pie was ordered. "Wonder who's going to deliver tonight?" I said. Paul chuckled. "Why? Do you know them all intimately?" he asked.

---- Part 3 ---- I scowled back at him and leaned over, spitting on his exposed pucker before slamming my rigid cock half way into his tight hole. It hurt. It hurt a lot, but my bare cock was now into my ex's hole, just like he'd asked and how he said he wanted it. The scream from Paul's mouth told me it hurt him too. "Oh fuck no... you're MY bitch, now" I growled back at him as my cock pulled back, leaving just the head inside. Another hard lunge forward and I was balls deep inside of him. Even with the adrenaline pumping through my body I could feel him quivering from the invasion. I looked down and his face was buried into the bedding, muffling his cries and I chuckled to myself. I adjusted my position a bit to be able to fuck him better and then started the slow thrusts. His tight hole and just a little spit made each shove a chore. "Fuckin tight there, Paul. The daddies haven't been fuckin you much?" I said, as my hips slammed into his ass. I heard a muffled yell in response and began to plow faster. I was never one of those guys that oozed precum while fucking, I guess my body saved it up for delivering the load of cum which usually was pretty big. After a few minutes of pounding him, I pulled all the way out and spit on his hole again. It was a pretty pathetic looking gape, but he was tight and I wasn't very thick. I didn't intend on him staying unfilled long either and shoved back in. He tried to crawl away, but his head hit the headboard, trapping him. "bam bam bam" filled the room repeatedly as each stroke of my cock slammed his body forward into the headboard. After a minute he pushed back as I drove my cock in and the sound of his head banging into the headboard was replaced with the "whack" of our bodies slamming together. "Good little bitch. Don't want to piss off the neighbors" I snarled. I'd never talked to the guys I fucked like this. Paul had really riled me up and flipped a switch inside me that I didn't even know existed. I never expected Paul to be the bury your head and take it type bottom either, but that's what he was doing. It just proved to me that he was doing this for only one thing. Maybe he thought our relationship was over and I was just a convenient dick to give him a toxic load. I could play that game, but I also wanted something more. He was going to get my cock and fresh, viral seed, but I'd do it on my terms. The thrusts got faster and my hands moved up his back. One arm wrapped around his chest and pulled him up against mine as we rutted. My hips were doing the work now and the closer I got the tighter I held him. His whimpers got louder and I nestled my head over his shoulder. "You're gonna be my bitch forever" I growled into his ear just before I planted my cock to the base and let my balls empty. The first few shots were strong and my whole body shook. Over a week's worth of pent up cum filled his guts with a million little bugs in search of a new home. My hips pulled back slightly and thrust in again, churning up the cum and adding a few more spurts. I heard a pained cry come out of Paul as his body fell limp in my arms. I held him up until the last throb from my cock ended. Slowly I lowered him down on the bed and laid on top, waiting for my cock to soften. A few minutes later I pulled out and was surprised at how stiff my dick still was. The sheen of cum coating it was definitely not pearly white or even a shade of brown. The darker shade of pink told me how badly I'd wrecked his cunt. Paul was face down on the bed, passed out. Crawling off the bed, I chuckled and dug into my toy box, grabbing a couple restraints and a plug. With his hands tied to the bed and the plug stuffed into his ass, I went in search of a marker. Wiping the sweat off of his right shoulder, I wrote "Poz", a line below it and one vertical mark. Quickly, I rinsed off in the shower, dried myself and fell down on the couch. I flipped on the TV and took the lone joint out the baggie and lit it. I didn't smoke much and only did it on special occasions. This seemed like it fit the bill. With a good chill in my naked body, I dozed off. I woke to some noise from the bedroom. Grabbing the remote, I turned the TV off and went to see what Paul wanted. "What the fuck, dude?" Paul said as he tugged against the ropes. My hand tapped a half dozen times on the plug and he cried out in pain. "You tried to run away during our fuck earlier so I wanted to make sure you didn't escape while I let my balls refill" I said, chuckling afterwards. He kept tugging and I kept laughing. "How ya feeling? You said you wanted a hard fuck. Normally that's not my thing but for you I made an exception" I said softly as I stroked his back. "I said hard, not destroy my ass. I won't be able to take dick for weeks" Paul said. "Au contraire, mon ami. That was just the first of the weekend. I wonder how many I can shoot before you go back home" I said. "Oh fuck" Paul exclaimed. "That's the idea. We might do a few other things, but fucking is always on the menu. Oh, and that load you promised me on Sunday? That will be the last one you blow for the next three weeks. I want the last neg one you ever shoot. You use me, I use you" I said as I slapped his bare ass. His body shivered underneath my hand. I knew this wasn't how he thought this was going to go down, but if he wanted to get fucked this weekend I'd do it however I wanted. Crawling on top of him, I untied the ropes from the bed before sliding off the other side, next to him. He felt my stiff shaft drag over his back before my fingers grabbed the base of the plug. He screamed out, pushing his face back into the bed to muffle the noise. I knew his hole was still sore and hoped it would be for the next several days. Dropping the plug over the edge of the bed, I heard it hit the rug with a thud. Next, I pulled myself back on top of him and speared his now open hole with my cock. The plug had stretched him open and my dick went into Paul a lot easier than last time. He still groaned, since much of the cum had soaked into his body during our nap, leaving little for lube. This fuck lasted only twenty minutes or so and was mostly long slow strokes. I wasn't making love to him and based on the slightly pained moans, the constant drilling was adding to the damage from earlier. When my balls began to tingle again, I pushed on his shoulders and drove my cock in more frantically. He let out a loud moan when my cock pulsed, dumping several more shots of my newly tainted seed into his gut. When my cock had softened, I pulled out and reached over the side of the bed, grabbing the plug again. When the plug's tip hit his pucker, he pushed his face back into the bed. Just like when it came out, he yelled out again. I woke a few hours later and Paul was curled up next to me with his back on my chest. When I tugged on the plug, he woke and just muttered "Oh fuck." I laughed as I got back on my knees and once again shoved my cock into his ravaged hole. He was still on his side and my cock was plowing into new territory. He was still sore and I could hear the pain in each grunt. About half way through our ten minute fuck I rolled him on to his back, leaving my cock planted inside him as he twisted. This time it was me looking down at him, smiling. He started to smile back but when I thrust in hard, he grimaced and groaned. Slowly I began to drill faster until I couldn't wait any longer. I had never fucked a guy three times in a day, so I was surprised that there still were a half dozen big spurts of jizz shooting out of my cock. I reached down and grasped his partially hard shaft and squeezed. "No shooting until Sunday" I said, laughing afterward. My cock slipped out of his hole and I rolled him back on to his stomach. Seeing the marker on the bedstand, I grabbed it and added two more hash marks on his shoulder. "What the fuck?" Paul asked. "Just keeping track of how much cum that pussy holds" I said, chuckling again. I turned out the lights and crawled back in bed, nuzzling next to him and falling asleep.

---- Part 2 ---- Paul hadn't called during the day on Sunday so I got the nerve up and called him Sunday evening. "Hey buddy, how's it going?" Paul answered, way too cheerfully. "Uh... ok... I guess" I replied somberly. "You don't sound ok. What's up?" the cheerful tone still in Paul's voice. "Uh... you were right. On Friday I found out I got infected with HIV. Probably from that guy a month ago. He's the only hookup that I had bare sex with since my last test" I replied, softly. "Hey, don't sound so down. You'll be fine" Paul replied. We talked for another fifteen minutes and he seemed a little distracted. Then he said "I just booked a ticket for next weekend to visit you. We'll have fun like the old days. I bet that ass is really tight if you haven't gotten fucked in a month" Paul said with a chuckle. "Uh... no. No fucking. I was told no sex until they get the next test results and I've been on treatment for a while" I said, my voice trembling. I knew it would be good to see him but I knew the temptation to fuck like before would be huge. Paul laughed like I just told the world's best joke. "I've never fucked a viral poz guy, just undetectable ones. You're gonna be my first!" he exclaimed. "No, Paul. I can't. I don't want to infect you too" I replied, sobbing a little. As much as I wanted or needed to feel his bare cock in me again, I just couldn't chance it. "Plane lands at 3:30pm on Friday. I'll meet you after work and we can have a fun weekend. I'll put a smile back on that face. Uh... Corey. If they give you meds, don't take them before I get there, OK?" he said just before hanging up. I was worried, but I knew he had made his mind up. Thursday I sent him a text giving him the address of a bar near my apartment that I liked to go to. I thought it would be a good place to meet. When I walked in on Friday, I looked around and didn't see him. My heart sank, thinking he'd gotten cold feet and didn't even want to see me again. Then I spotted him coming out of the restroom, licking his lips. A few seconds later, an older guy with shaved head and a big beard walked out and slapped him on his butt. "Holy fuck, Corey! You're lookin' great! I almost didn't recognize you with the beard" Paul said as he came up to me. He gave me this long, tight hug. When he let go of me, he tugged me over to a table in the corner where his beer was waiting. I looked him over and he had changed too. The diamond stud earring in his left ear were replaced with blue metal plugs in both lobes and he now had a thick septum ring in his nose. I saw a tattoo poking below the left sleeve of his polo shirt and it looked like there were piercings in his nips showing through the shirt. The smile was the same and his eyes darted around the room looking for hot guys just like usual. After we finished the first beer, I asked "So what's the deal with the bear and the bathroom?" Paul chuckled before he grabbed both glasses and went to the bar for a refill. When he came back, he stood behind me and whispered in my ear "I found out I like daddy dick." He set my beer down before he sat back down on the stool across from me and the smile turned into a grin. "I swallowed a few loads in there waiting for you" Paul said. I couldn't remember ever seeing Paul on his knees sucking a guy, he was always the one standing against the wall fucking some eager cocksucker's face. Right then was the first time my cock had twitched in over a month. We talked some more and I found out he was enjoying his single life. Like me, there was no boyfriend, just a stream of hookups satisfying our needs. I wanted another beer, if just to delay getting back to my place and having to find an excuse to not have sex with Paul. At least my interest in sex was coming back. He had a different idea. "Let's get out of here and go back to your place so I can drop off my backpack. If we drink much more I'll forget about it" he said. We made it the four blocks to my apartment and as soon as we got inside, he dropped his backpack and pinned me against the wall. Paul had always kissed aggressively but this was even rougher than I had remembered. His hands were roaming all over my body too and a minute later I began to reciprocate. For the first time in a couple weeks I felt desirable again. Paul's fingers unbuttoned my shirt and were pinching and twisting my nips like he always loved to do. Just like all those other times, it made my cock hard and it was straining at my trunks and pants. One of his hands slipped around my chest and down my spine, trying desperately to get inside the back of my pants. "Fuck!" he growled into my ear and his hand quickly unbuckled my belt and then unbuttoned my pants. Just as quickly his hand was back to my ass, this time with his fingers sliding up and down my crack. My tongue jabbed back into his mouth as my hands were now fumbling with his jeans. When I got them open, my hand dug inside and wrapped around his stiffening shaft. I expected to find some more metal, but it was just hard flesh dripping at the end. I knew my mouth would feel better than my hands blindly groping him, so I reached back up and pulled his shirt up. It was on the floor in seconds and we took the brief break to dispatch our pants and shoes. I dragged him to the bedroom, both of us in just underwear that we quickly shed once we got to the bed. Pushing him back, I had him laying on the bed with me on top. My tongue found his left nip and began playing with the little bar that pierced it. Each flick of my tongue got his cock harder and soon it was nestled next to mine as I hunched over his body, playing with his nipples. My mouth had one nip and my fingers the other, changing sides every few minutes. After several iterations, I let my tongue trace down the center of his abs until my chin bumped into his hard shaft. A few seconds later, I had my mouth wrapped around his cock and was taking it into my throat like I had done a thousand times before. Once his cock was fully hard and throbbing, I slowly pulled off and crawled off the bed. In the nightstand was a box of condoms and lube and I grabbed one and opened the package. "No fucking latex. I want to feel that ass just like before, skin on skin" Paul growled. "But.." I started to say but he cut me off. "I told you, I want to fuck my first real poz guy and you're it, Corey" Paul said, scowling back at me. It was then that I realized the dynamic between us had changed and he was here more to fuck a poz guy than help me get out of my depressed state. I set the condom down and crawled on top of him, straddling him with my rigid cock laying on his stomach. I felt him slap his cock against my ass and then rub it along my crack. Lifting up slightly he worked his cock between my butt cheeks and then to my hole. For the first time in over a year I felt his bare cock at my entrance and I desperately wanted to feel him inside me. Except I couldn't. I didn't want to be the one to infect him. Paul saw my hesitance and thrust his hips up, ripping into my tight hole. "FUCK!" I screamed out as the pain rippled through my body. The spit I left on his shaft wasn't nearly enough lube since I was planning on rolling a condom on. He dropped his hips and slipped out a half second before driving his hips back up and his cock half way inside. I saw stars. I tried to scream again, but nothing came out. I heard him let out a sinister laugh. He held his cock in me a few seconds and then thrust up a third time. I cried out some gibberish and a few seconds later, I was panting and my body was twisting around trying to get some relief from the pain. "Is that how he fucked you? Ramming his cock in to wreck your hole so the bug was sure to infect you?" Paul asked. His voice was the most menacing I'd ever heard it. I almost didn't think it was him. "No... I... was... on... all fours... when... he... was... rough" I said, gasping between each word. I heard Paul cackle and then throw me off, grab my hips and then mount me. This time, while it hurt, he slid in much easier and my scream was quieter. "More like that?" Paul asked after my scream had faded. His hips were firmly planted against my ass and his raw cock was buried inside me. "Uh huh" I said breathlessly. He leaned forward and kissed the back of my neck. I couldn't tell if his cock was throbbing inside me or if my ring was throbbing around his dick from the brutal intrusion. Paul slowly started to rock his hips, driving in and out of my tortured hole a couple inches. A few minutes later, pleasure started mixing with the pain and Paul softly said "Good... remember that and do the same when you fuck me." I gasped and started to panic, his comment about me fucking him setting off alarms in my head. But it didn't last long as he plowed my ass just like the old days. He would fuck faster and then slow down, most of the time using three quarters of his length and occasionally shoving in hard and bottoming out. Eventually, he rolled me on my back, pushed my legs back and began fucking me again. The smile on his face told me that he was enjoying this as much as I was. The pain was gone and I started to playfully squeeze his shaft as he plowed. Paul would slow down and lean in, kissing me briefly before he picked up the pace. When his breathing started to get hard, I knew he was close. Part of me wanted to prolong the fuck and part of me wanted to push him over the edge and feel his cum inside me again. I reached up and rubbed my thumbs over his nips and seconds later got the reward I wanted. Paul groaned loudly as I felt his cock throb as he filled me with his cum. It was a feeling I never got bored with and it was even better because it was him. "Working your way toward being a power bottom?" he asked and I just grinned back at him. "I like it, but that's the last time I fuck you this weekend until right before I leave" he said. I stared back at him, shocked. Paul laughed again and said "The rest of the time, you're going to be fucking me and filling me with that newly charged seed." My stomach flip flopped a few times and the stark reality of my new status filled my mind. I'm sure he could sense my uneasiness because he suddenly shifted gears. Slowly he pulled his still hard cock out and laid down next to me. Paul's arms pulled me close and we started to make out. "Mmm, so weird to kiss you with that beard, but fuckin' love it" he said quietly before intertwining his legs with mine and kissing me again. We kept at it for close to an hour, just like we used to do until both of us faded off to sleep. I woke a little later, my head on his chest and my hard cock laying on his leg. I moved my head slightly before flicking my tongue over his nipple. Paul moaned a second, but stayed still. When I started to suckle on his nip and the little bar through it, the moans got longer and his hand reached over and pressed my head into his body. I sucked harder on it for a few minutes and then rolled between his legs and worked my way down his body. The saltiness of Paul's sweat fueled my lust and when I was back down to his crotch I lapped over his firm cock. The dried cum quickly coated my tongue and it had a coppery taste that told me how hard he had fucked me. I kept hearing his words from earlier in the back of my head as my tongue kept searching for more cum to lick. My tongue tried to move lower towards his balls and I don't know if I pushed his legs up or if he pulled them back. Either way, I now had full access and I bathed his shaved balls with spit. I sucked each one into my mouth and massaged it with my tongue. As the second ball slipped past my lips, my tongue started to explore downward. This was new territory and while I loved to eat a guy's ass, I had never done it to Paul. In the past, if one of us was getting rimmed, it was me. I pried the ass cheeks apart and pushed my face in, letting my tongue flick around. With my tongue in overdrive, it lapped over Paul's pucker and then poked inside. There wasn't a bit of protest and I suddenly realized all I tasted was sweat. For a guy I considered "top only" his ass was extremely clean. The thought that he planned to get fucked just fueled my lust even more. "Oh fuck yeah... god I love that" he moaned and my tongue started to jab into his hole. He was tight and it took a lot of force to get inside the ring. I could feel his hole try to relax, but it was obvious he wasn't like those experienced guys I'd fucked before. The moans got louder and and were slowly becoming whimpers until he slowly cried out "Fuck me Corey... I need your cock in me... Please... Fuck me!" Almost immediately, I had two voices in my head - Paul's "do the same when you fuck me" and the doctor's "Corey, you tested positive." My heart was racing and yet my cock was hard as steel. I leaned back and Paul rolled on to his hands and knees, presenting his ass to me. It was an opportunity that I had wanted for years and yet I didn't want to hurt him. "I can't, Paul" I sobbed. "Yes you can. Now fuck me!" Paul growled out, his head turned back, staring at me. "You sure about this?" I asked. The playfulness we normally had during sex was gone and he was more serious than I'd ever seen him. "Now!" he snarled, getting impatient. My cock wasn't softening a bit and the more demanding Paul got, the more it turned me on. "You're always going to be my little bitch, but I need that dick NOW!" Paul growled. He'd never called me his bitch before and it shocked me. In fact, that was a line I wouldn't let anyone cross. I was no one's bitch.

Notice: The author does not consent to anyone using the characters or plot line of this story for any derived work, whether the author is still active on this site or not. They are not abandoned nor placed in the public domain. The following story is complete fiction. It never happened and any similarity to real life people/situations is a bizarre coincidence. It wasn't based on any of my experiences either 😉 Unlike previous stories I've posted, it's not going to go on forever and there are only two main characters. There are only 7 parts. ------------------------------------ ---- Part 1 ---- My balls hurt, my dick hurt, I was exhausted and yet I'd never felt so alive. My whole body tingled in a good way that it hadn't since I spent that first weekend in college with Paul. He had just left to catch his flight back home with the last of the nine loads I'd given him that weekend safely plugged in his ass. I could feel his cum drip down my leg and it reminded me of all of those times we'd fucked over the past few years, almost daily when we were in school. We hadn't met face to face since we graduated over a year ago, but we talked and texted all the time. He took a job out west and I found one on the opposite side of the country. Now he was my ex, but we were still friends. While we had been boyfriends in college for three years, we also fucked other guys. I was more of a bottom and he was one of those 99% tops. I think I fucked him once the entire time we dated, every other guy I topped was either a hookup or a friend. Let me rewind a little, to where I think our reunion all began. I really liked my job and it paid more than I ever thought I would get as a fresh-from-school guy. It was a varied group of people and I'd made a few friends there. Some of them would meet on Fridays after work at a bar and chill out and I was almost always there. The project was coming to and end and one of the guys told me "just FYI, this is probably the last pub meet until the project ends. The next month is going to be brutal." A few of the other guys nodded and one, who I knew was the other gay guy on my project team, said "Yeah, only a few hours to sleep each day and no time to even jack off during your morning shower before you're back at work." The comment shocked me but I could tell from his reaction that he was telling the truth. It meant I really needed to find a hookup that weekend or else I would probably go crazy by the end of the project. I knew I couldn't last more than a week without at least some sexual gratification and a month would be hell. First, I needed to catch up on all the other boring shit so that I was prepared until I got my life back. A run to the megamart got enough frozen dinners and cans of soup, along with other necessities to last me for the next four weeks. Several other stops meant that I spent Saturday night doing laundry instead of looking for dick. I tried to fix that on Sunday though. Sunday had different ideas. Everyone seemed to want to chat or meet for coffee or wanted more pictures. It was a nice early summer day, but all the top guys wanted to stay in their homes surfing instead of fucking. As each hour ticked by, my search criteria got wider. It's not that I was really picky, but I usually had better experiences with guys my own age and size. I knew, though, that I needed to get fucked and the city was crowded with tons of other bottoms. I wasn't a model, but I thought I looked good and the time spent at the gym the past nine months had firmed up my physique. The six-pack was still a ways off, but my formerly twink shape was now getting some muscle in my arms and legs, and the rest was getting more defined. I was naturally smooth and I'd switch between a small trimmed bush I had now and shaved pubes around my average sized cut cock. Even my bubble butt was firmer than it had ever been. The longer I looked, the hornier I got. I even started looking at versatile guys, which in my experience meant that they topped only during a full moon. That's where I found him. His body had a few extra pounds and he was a few years older than me, but the cock pic is what got my eye. Eight inches of upward curving manhood that I bet would feel really good inside me. A few messages later told me that he'd checked out of his hotel and was hoping to fuck another ass before going to the airport for his flight home. While I didn't like inviting strange guys to my apartment, if I wanted dick from this guy that's what I'd have to do. There weren't any other good possibilities, either. He was even more generic when he showed up. No infectious smile, no jewelry, no ink, just a pair of big brown eyes that seemed to be looking deep into my soul. Oh, and a silly little soft mustache over his lip that really didn't fit his face. But it was his dick that I wanted. A couple minutes later, we were both naked and I was sucking on his cock. The curve made it hard to deep throat in the position he seemed to like, but I got it slick with my spit and was soon on my knees on the bed. He hard fucked me doggy for a while, which was surprising since he was so quiet otherwise. After drilling me like that for fifteen minutes, he tossed me on my back and fucked a little softer for another fifteen minutes. I remembered looking up at his big brown eyes as he pumped the first of three loads of cum inside me and I realized he had fucked me bare. I never did that with hookups, but we were both really horny and the subject of condoms never came up. It had turned me on though, since as soon as I felt the first spurt of his cum, I shot my own surprisingly big load over my chest. A quick rest and we started up with round two which was nearly the same as round 1. It repeated again for the third time, but while the time was shorter, the load felt just as big. Two hours later, he walked out of my apartment to catch his plane and I laid there feeling my hole ache from the abuse it had just taken. It wasn't long and I was sound asleep. Monday morning, I woke up and hit the bathroom. A small bit of cum dribbled out of my ass and when I got off the toilet, I looked in the bowl and there were a few splotches of red inside the cream floating in the water. With as sore as my hole was, I wasn't really surprised. I realized I had to get showered and off to work for the "final push" to finish the project on time and not piss off the customer. The next few weeks were a blur. Sixteen hour days were the norm and we worked the first two weekends just like they were weekdays. A few nights I even slept at work and we all joked about wearing the same clothes for a few days at a time. None of the guys shaved the entire time and we all looked really scruffy after the first week. Some of the guys had pretty decent beards by the end of the second week and I was surprised at how good I looked with facial hair. The task list was down to only a few items by Wednesday on the third week and I was just helping out other people. Thursday morning I woke up feeling really rough and sweaty. I took a long shower and made it to work a little late. As the day wore on, I felt worse and worse. Friday morning I felt like death, but I knew corpses wouldn't ache like I did. "Corey, you look like hell. We're almost done, go home and get some rest. You really worked your ass off these past three weeks and I appreciate it. But... no sense killing yourself. Recharge those batteries and we'll call you if we need you" my boss said, keeping some distance between us in case I had something contagious. I went back home and by noon I was sound asleep. I woke a few times, always sweating and feeling sore all over. Saturday was the same except the glands in my neck were swollen and hard, and I had a few places on my body covered in rash. I had always slept naked but now I was varying between feeling frozen and boiling, so either I was on top of the covers or buried deep under every blanket I owned. Sunday was more of the same but I was starting to feel a little better. By evening, I could even eat one of the two dozen cans of soup I'd bought. I had just finished one when my phone rang. "Shit... I hope it's not work" I thought to myself. "Hey, dude! I was about ready to send out a search party. I haven't heard from you for a few weeks and you never returned my calls" Paul said with a mixture of cheerfulness and concern. "I feel like shit. Been living at work trying to finish a project and I guess I ran myself down. Been home sick since Friday" I replied. "Damn, that sucks. You should be out enjoying the warm weather and guys in speedos, looking for the biggest bulge" Paul replied with a chuckle. "Fuck, I haven't had time to even think about sex. Good thing I hooked up with that guy before work took over my life" I told Paul, trying to remember what the hookup looked like and all I could remember was his cock. Paul replied "Good. Hope he was a fun fuck. It's been a week since my last and my dick is getting hard when I see almost any guy." I laughed but my chest still hurt and the rash was even bigger than it was on Saturday. "Yeah, strange but good. Broke my condoms-only rule for hookups but he was pretty good. Fucked me hard doggy and then flipped me on my back and was slower and more sensual until he built up speed and then came by the gallon. We did that three times before he took off" I explained. "He bred you three times in one day? I think I only did that a couple times with you. He must have been one hot dude for you to give it up like that" Paul replied. He knew I usually played safe with anyone other than a boyfriend. "Nah, pretty plain, actually. Nice dick and these big eyes that he stared at me with while he fucked me on my back. Pretty quiet too, just a loud growl when he shot his load. He had a weird grin on his face after the last shot and before he pulled out. All I expected was a pump and dump, but I won't complain about two hours of good sex" I replied, before I drank more water and still felt dehydrated. "Oh? Sounds like a memorable fuck, even if the guy wasn't. Uh... what are your symptoms?" Paul asked. He sounded really curious, which I thought weird but I told him how I had felt. The more I talked he'd keep responding with "hmm" or "mmm." Another chill ran through my body and I pulled the blanket back over me. "Uh... Corey... I think you should probably get tested. That hookup might have given you more than a good time. Those symptoms sound close to what I've heard you get when you convert to being HIV positive" Paul told me. "What? No... It was just a regular fuck. It didn't feel any different... other than he was better than most hookups" I said, my mind spinning at warp speed. "Yeah, maybe. No harm in finding out. Wait until you're feeling better and hit a clinic or your doc. Nothing to freak about, anyway" Paul responded, casually. All I said was "OK" as I started to freak out, but quietly. "I gotta go. Let me know what happens" Paul said before hanging up. Monday I still felt like crap and my boss was understanding. "Just get better, there's only a couple people here and the rest are catching up on sleep from the past few weeks. Oh, and the customer is really happy, so it wasn't in vain" he said. Wednesday I finally felt good enough to go to work and by Friday I was almost back to normal. Paul's words still haunted me and I wondered what I should do. The next Tuesday after work I went to a clinic up in boystown that did free STD testing. I had been there before and was a little more relaxed than the first time I went, but still nervous. Friday I went in to get the results. I was stunned and just wandered home and collapsed on the couch for the next few days.

I know I do when I bottom

Empty your balls before you go to get pierced Listen to you body as to when you can start to stroke it Let it heal before sex, don't rush it Don't get a CBR as your first ring unless you own the tool to take it off. Horseshoes are much better to swap jewelry Hold the ring if you piss at a urinal, it will help from getting your clothes wet (unless that's what you want) Once healed, go for bigger/thicker rings but don't rush it. Don't spend a lot on the first few rings, but find the diameters that feel good. Don't spend a lot on the smaller gauge rings, you won't be wearing them long. Check the tightness of the screw on balls occasionally. They loosen up and can fall off at the worst times. Be careful of the teeth of guys who suck you Don't give up if you find it uncomfortable at first. Once it heals you'll love it

Thanks. I'm going to take a break so it won't be for a while. Just like real life, we tend to move on and forget about some of the past hookups and what might have happened. I'm sure RJ would be one that would jump on meds and be undetectable ASAP. The Italian guy in the first chapter, the guy in the hotel room gangbang, the cashier and a few others were all left with unknown outcomes. Life is messy and so is my writing style, which seems to have limited appeal. Thanks for the complements.