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Swap! I started to regret helping Gabriel get the job. During the week, sometimes we'd fit in a quick fuck but by late afternoon he was gone and my evenings were mostly spent alone with only the occasional hookup. In the old days, getting laid four or five times a week would be enough, but that no longer seemed to satisfy my needs. Maybe my body was realizing all those toxic loads I was pumping into Gabriel's ass were for naught. To make it worse, he was finding some quick fucks pretty easily. Two busboys, a dishwasher, a line cook and a runner were recipients of his special seed and all were now, or soon would be, part of the club. "I'm running out of neg guys at the restaurant. All the other poz guys are undetectable. They're almost all bottoms anyway, so since I can top, I'm popular. You're about the only one that fucks me anymore" he said with a chuckle. I was proud of his transformation from someone that was ashamed to be poz to one that embraced his status and was willing to share, even if it was only on his terms. He was more responsible than I was, but there were almost a dozen guys walking around with his bug inside them and he was happy about it. There were several more that he'd helped out with too. He was still that same sweet, loving guy that I met on a hookup, but his dark side was now letting itself be shown. My phone buzzed mid afternoon on Monday and I looked at, muttering "shit" to myself remembering that my brother was stopping over. I threw on a pair of shorts and a tee and went back to my laptop on the table. A half hour later I got a call and it was the doorman downstairs. "Send him up" I said and didn't think anything more about it until a few minutes later when there was a knock at the door. "Hey bro" I said to my older brother Michael and gave him a hug. We made it into the living room when Gabriel came out of the bedroom, in just a pair of trunks. "Fuck" came out of my brother's mouth and Gabriel stopped and looked shocked. "Am I interrupting anything?" my brother asked. I shook my head, realizing that I completely forgot that Gabriel was there. "Nah, nothing. Uh... Gabriel this is my brother Michael. Bro... Gabriel" I said. It was awkward and I realized I should have told Micheal what was going on. The two shook hands and then stood there a second, staring at me. With dead silence, Gabriel said "Uh... I'll finish up getting ready for work" and headed back to the bedroom. My brother looked stunned and then shook himself out of it and handed me his spare house key and some instructions on keeping his cat, dog and plants alive while he and his wife were on vacation. "Please don't kill anything and no parties. Our neighbors are really nosy, so you might get some questions. Uh... he seems a little comfortable here to be your usual hookup..." he said, the last part almost a whisper. "No, not a hookup" I replied but didn't say anything more. I wasn't sure how I classified my relationship with Gabriel, I still thought of us as friends with benefits. "Oh, ok... I gotta run. Too much shit to do before we fly out tomorrow" Michael said. In a flash, he was gone and I was back on the laptop working. Less than an hour later my phone rang. "Crap. What now?" I said to myself, picking up the phone. "Hi mom. How's things?" I said. "When were you going to tell us you had a boyfriend?" she asked. There wasn't any sort of greeting, so I knew she was pissed. "Uh... boyfriend?" I replied innocently. "Michael said he was just over there giving you his keys and there was some naked guy that walked out of your bedroom who looked like he lived there. That's called a boyfriend, honey" she said, in a very condescending tone. "Uh... boyfriend?" I replied again. She sighed and I realized that I didn't have much more of a response for her. I kept my private life quiet and while they knew I slept around and avoided relationships, I had never brought anyone home to "meet the parents." "It's nice to know you are finally starting to settle down. Hopefully you'll allow us to meet someone that you've spent more than a night or two with" she said sarcastically. I laughed. "Yeah, mom. Sometime soon. I gotta get back to work. I have a conference call in a couple minutes. Love ya" I said and hung up. Gabriel was standing there, staring at me with a grin. I still was dragging this week and it didn't seem to matter how much I slept. My workouts at the gym were getting shorter, just because I was tired and winded. And the past several days I'd been waking up in the middle of the night drenched in sweat. That night, I was rolled away from Gabriel on the bed, unable to fall asleep, and soon he was spooning behind me. It was a swap from our usual with him in front of me. "Mmmm, nice and warm he whispered in my ear" as he pulled me tight against his chest. I heard a chuckle from him and the next thing I knew I was laying on my stomach and he was laying on my back. The chuckle became a little more sinister and I began to wonder what he was up to. About eight inches, maybe more, that he was grinding between my ass cheeks. "You're my bitch tonight" he growled in my ear. The grinding soon was humping and moments later I felt his cock head at my hole. "No fuckin way... I don't bottom" I yelled out. "That's not what Carlos said" he replied, adding "Besides, you've fucked my ass so much, I deserve a chance to feel yours." His hands pressed on each of my shoulder blades as he pinned me down and adjusted himself to get a better angle to drill his cock into me. I heard him spit a couple times and then his cock pressed in. He knew I wouldn't fight him off and I didn't. In fact, I relaxed and let him squeeze in. I was tight as fuck and even though he wasn't as thick as me, it still hurt. "Damn... Sure you ain't a virgin?" he asked before laughing. Slowly he descended and made it in about three or four inches. It hurt like hell and I really needed him to open me up before his cock went in. More lube would have helped too. Thankfully, that's when he paused a moment to let me get used to having a bare cock inside my ass for the first time since Carlos and I had flipped years before. I didn't know how long he'd wait before starting to slowly plow in and out. It seemed surreal, but his long sultry moans told me how much he was enjoying our role reversal. Soon, I felt him tug back a little and then push himself in deeper. It was slow and strangely erotic. The longer he fucked, the more I got into it too. I knew he was tearing my ass up but I kind of liked the pain mixed with pleasure. It gave me a renewed understanding of what I'd done to all those guys I'd fucked. I felt his cock drive deeper into my hole until his hips slammed into my ass. "Damn, this is better than I imagined. Too bad I'm not gonna be the one to poz this ass up" Gabriel said as his thrusts got harder and harder. In some ways I hadn't realized how much he'd embraced his poz life and yet it felt really good to be the target of his desires. There were only a few guys that I would let even try to fuck me and he was at the top of the very short list. I was surprised that he wasn't being gentle and romantic, but I quickly realized that he knew the type of fuck that turned me on. I just wasn't used to being on the receiving end of it. Yet, it turned me the fuck on, unlike any other time I'd been fucked. He slammed into my ass and growled "Ya like that poz dick in your ass, don't ya stud?" He hammered my ass a few seconds and slammed in again. "My bitch now" he growled out and kept pounding me. I really couldn't reply and other than a few grunts, I didn't. While I'd seen him fuck a few guys, it seemed completely different to how he was fucking me now. It quickly vacillated between brutal, grudge fuck and a firm, yet romantic fuck. He hooked his arms under my pits and was still laying on my back. With his hands locked behind my neck, I felt his chin nestle over my shoulder as his hips pounded my ass. There was nothing gentle about this fuck, yet it was the most sensual sex I'd ever experienced. I loved how connected we felt and both of our moans confirmed it. Once I felt his cock swell, I knew he was going to fill me with his own strain. He gave me a kiss on the back of my neck and then thrust in one more time as his balls began to unload their viral cream deep inside me. Gabriel gasped for air as I felt his cock pulse inside me. I'd only bottomed for three guys in my life and while I still preferred being on top, I knew this was not the last time Gabriel was going to fuck me. When he settled back down, his cock was still inside me and he was still laying on my back. He chuckled and said "Your brother is kinda cute. But... when do I get to meet your parents?" We dozed off and I didn't give him an answer. When we woke, we were both a hot, sweaty mess and I knew he was dealing with the same night sweats I was. I crawled out of bed and left him sleeping. Making my way to the kitchen, I spied the two bags on the table before I got to the kitchen and started making a pot of coffee. While it was brewing, I went back to the table and opened both bags. I set the pill jars out by each of our places before making breakfast. Gabriel came in just as I set down the plates and asked "What's this?" "Time to start our road to being undetectable, Gabriel. The bug has been kicking my ass lately and I'd rather fuck for several more decades than crash and burn in a couple years" I said, somberly.

I'm glad you liked it. I was surprised that that chapter was one of the least liked/oinked. Oh well.

When the Boyfriend Won't Do It Monday morning I woke up with Gabriel looking at me. "I hope Antoine wasn't too much of a bother last week. I was surprised he wasn't trying to hookup the whole time he was here. He used to be horny every second he was awake" he said. "He did say he really missed seeing you, so maybe he put it aside so he could spend time with you. I did see him on his phone a lot, but you know how it is if you can't host..." I replied. Gabriel nodded and I added "Antoine didn't miss out completely... I found out he's a good cocksucker" and grinned back at him. Gabriel chuckled and shook his head. "Next time, try his ass. He's an even better bottom. I kinda hoped that you'd fuck him while I was at work, but if it didn't happen..." he said. I just replied by rolling on top of him, raising his legs and plowing my morning wood into his ass. It was a quick fuck since I had an early morning call, but he got the load I wanted to give Antoine the day before. As I laid on top of him after sex, letting my heart slow back down, he said "I doubt he's still neg the way he fucked around unless he's a shitload luckier than I was." I chuckled to myself but wasn't going to say any more. I hadn't heard anything from Chase the past week and figured that he was busy dealing with his roommates or out looking for the next guy to charge up. Things got a little busy at work with phone calls, conference calls and the endless emails. I was able to talk to Marc for the first time since he got sick. "That was the worst flu I have ever had. Both of us were sick, but I think Sebastian got the worst of it. The doctors tested and it wasn't covid, which surprised me since people were coughing all the time at the airports and on the planes. Whatever it was, we caught it" he said. I bit my tongue and didn't tell him what to test for, figuring he would eventually find out as his other sex partners would come down with the same flu. Since it was a work call, we quickly dropped the talk of his fight with the bug and were off trying to get synced back up with our work project. Monday night Gabriel and I stayed in, curling up on the couch and watching a movie. We ended up in bed right after and had a hard fuck before we passed out, still covered in sweat and cum. Tuesday I got a text from Chase that he'd taken both Tyler and Z to the clinic to get tested. He was scared at the outcome but he knew they needed to know. I woke up Thursday morning, dragging even worse than I had the past week. The night sweats were back, which seemed to happen every couple months since I ran out of meds, but usually were gone a few days later and this had lasted for several days already. I hoped that by the weekend I'd be back to normal. Even so, I was horny. That part was pretty normal. Except for the week I spent in the hospital after I broke my leg on my one and only dirt bike experience, every day after puberty I was horny. By the time I got home, I needed to find someone to drop a load into. The sites didn't seem to have anyone other than guys reading profiles. Over on the apps, it wasn't much better. I spotted one guy but he disappeared. He popped back in and I read his profile again, but more thoroughly. Most of his attributes looked good, he was a shorter otter, kind of skinny but with an inviting ass. While he was a few years older than me, I never considered that a problem. In some ways, he reminded me of an older version of Chase. And then he was gone. I cycled around and got a few nibbles but it seemed most guys were just looking at pics. My balls were getting restless and I was afraid I was going to end up watching porn and jacking off. My attention was now on a new site and I'd just finished writing the same profile I had on countless other places when I got a ding from an app. It was the otter and I took another look at his profile before reading the message. Versatile, neg and didn't care about status clicked all of my quickly diminishing standards. "hey like ur profile u lookin or just beatin off 2 pics?" he asked. "LOL, I think I'm the only guy wanting to hookup on any app. hbu?" I replied. "U found 1 more u only top? flip?" was his first question. "Top & bare only. Never pull out so ur goin 2 get bred if we fuck" I sent back, hoping to cut some of the banter out. "wow no bs from u lol I like that u undet? into long or quick?" he continued. "No meds 4 over a year. balls full n really just wanna quick fuck" I replied. "damn u must b really toxic never takin a hot load since bf is undet" the otter said. "BF? open or cheating? feels the same until the bug gets u" I responded. I really didn't care, but I always found a cheating guy much hotter. "kinda cheating he wouldn't go off meds to poz me so im lookin elsewhere" came his answer a few minutes later. "1 fuck prob wont do it but u sure?" I asked. "yah maybe ill get lucky" he replied. He was several blocks away but I didn't have anything better to do and I really did need to dump my seed in someone and his ass was way better than my hand. He met me outside the building and I followed him up. It was a nice apartment but not overly decorated. There were lots of pictures around and almost all were of the same two guys. His boyfriend was a cute cubby guy, almost twice his size but just a few inches taller. The boyfriend had a full, bushy beard to the otter's perennial scruff, but you could tell both were damn hairy under whatever clothes they had on. "Uh... let's fuck here. I don't want him to smell another guy on our bed" he said, looking around. I chuckled, remembering I had the same thought with Antoine. He pushed the table away from the couch and started to strip. I took that as my cue and did the same. Some guys that cheat treat their hookups like their partners and others have strict limits on how intimate they want to be. The otter fell into the latter camp and just wanted to suck and get fucked. He was on his knees on the floor, next to the couch as soon as he was naked. I stood in front of him, my cock getting harder by the second. The otter looked up at me and I loved the conflicted look in his eyes. It was part desire and part fear. I wasn't sure if the fear was from the possibility of him getting pozzed or caught cheating. "First toxic load?" I asked. He nodded yes. "Ever cheat on your boyfriend?" I then asked. "First time with this one..." he said, dropping his head. "Nothin to be ashamed about. You're just getting something your boyfriend won't give you. It can bring you together or drive you apart" I said, holding my cock to his lips. "You wanna stop?" I asked. "Uh... no. I need this" he replied, opening his mouth and taking the first few inches of my cock in. Once his tongue started to swirl around my dick, most of his uncertainty disappeared. After the second minute, he got more and more into sucking my dick and my dick responded. Soon it was fully rigid and I wrapped my hand around the back of his head, pressing just a little bit to push the tip into his throat. The first few times he gagged a little but then I heard him breathe deep and the next time I slid in. A few more times and my balls were on his chin. He lasted a couple seconds before sliding back, gasped for air and then went for another try. This time, I felt his nose press into my pubes and his throat grip my cock. A few seconds later, he let go of my cock and slowly pulled back, an audible "pop" sounding as the end of my cock pulled free of his lips. The otter looked up, wordlessly asking if I was satisfied. "Mmm, good. All the lube you need. Now turn around" I said coldly. He turned and faced the front door as I knelt down behind him. He moaned lightly as I guided my cock between the two hairy mounds and up against his hole. My right arm wrapped around his neck and I brought his back to my chest. I could feel him pant and I tightened my grip a little more. "Whatcha want?" I whispered in his ear "Fuck me" he said, nervously. "And? I whispered back. There was a few second pause and then "Breed me... Poz me up" he said a moment before I firmly pushed my cock into his hole. It felt a little slick but he was looser than I expected. Some guys I have hooked up with have used large toys to open themselves up if they knew they were going to get fucked with a thick cock and I wondered if he'd done that and the remaining lube is what made him slick. "Damn, I figured you'd be tighter" I said into his ear as I bottomed out. I easily pulled halfway out and thrust in, plowing through his inner ring. He whimpered while I started to fuck his hole. "Danny likes to fist me" he replied in between deep breaths. A half dozen thrusts later and he squeezed down on my cock, sending a shiver up my spine. I held my cock in him and he let go of his grip a moment and then clamped down again. "Greedy fucker, aren't you" I hissed in his ear before letting go of his neck and pushing him on to all fours. Quickly, I pulled my left leg up and set my foot flat on the floor. Leaning forward, I placed my hand between his shoulders and resumed my thrusts. Steadily, I built up speed until I was bouncing off his ass. Each time he grunted, followed by a short moan and then it started over again with the next thrust and grunt. About ten minutes after I had pushed him over, he began working his ass again. First, he gave a quick grip to see how I responded. It felt good, so I didn't say anything. Several seconds later, he did it again and I chuckled softly, but apparently he heard it and assumed he could work his ass around my cock now. With repeated tightening of his hole it drove me closer to orgasm. My thrusts slowed down, but stayed pretty hard. My growls joined his grunts and the slapping of skin. My hands moved to his shoulders and I used the leverage to give a couple last thrusts before my cock erupted. Ropes of my charged seed pumped into his battered chute. As the shots faded, so did my growls only to be replaced by gasps as I struggled to breathe. "Oh fuck yeah, you bred me good" he said in a raspy voice. Seconds later I heard a new voice yell out "What the fuck do you think you're doing?" Looking up I saw a cub standing there, just inside the door. He looked like the guy in the pictures around the room, but his hair and beard was redder than those. Maybe it was the underlying skin showing through. I thought it was pretty obvious what we were doing but I wasn't sure who he was talking to - me, the otter or both. This wasn't the first time I'd been walked in on by a surprised, angry boyfriend. "Pull out, grab your shit and get the fuck out of here" he continued, coldly staring at me. I gingerly moved back, pulling my cum covered cock free of the otter's hole. Reaching over, I grabbed my trunks and sweats and put them on, watching the cub to make sure he didn't make any sudden moves. Quickly I tugged my tee over my head and slipped my sandals back on. I realized these were a poor shoe choice if I needed to run. I walked around the couch and over toward the door. Passing the cub, I whispered "he's a good fuck, but I guess you knew that." Speeding my pace up, I made it the couple steps to the door and was out in a flash, taking the stairs down instead of waiting for an elevator. As I made my way back home, I kinda wished I could have watched what happened next. Was the cub going to fuck or fist my load in deeper or was there going to be a long awkward discussion. If I was lucky, the otter would tell me next time he was on. I got a slow start to work on Friday morning, my body ached and even two cups of coffee didn't have me back to normal. I'd left Gabriel in bed and hoped the damp sheets were just from me, but he felt warmer than normal and didn't look very rested. Just after two in the afternoon, I got a text from Chase. "T & Z both poz vl less than me tho no idea why Z is poz too u fuck him?" he sent. I replied "as i said, y'all will be fine. share if u want ;)" I'm sure that if he thought about it a bit, he'd realize who was responsible for tagging Z. While I enjoyed fucking him, I'm sure the deed was done before I got my dick in him. A half hour later I got a message from Dragonboy asking "got any more hot neg guys 4 us? the last one was fun he wants 2 get his 1st."

Couch Surfer As I sat down to start work on Wednesday, Gabriel came up behind me and rubbed my shoulders. It wasn't something that he'd done before and I wondered what was up. He cleared his throat and said "A friend is coming to visit so I'm going to be at my mom's house this weekend with him." I stopped and turned back to him. "It's up to you, but why not stay here? Even if you guys want to fuck, you know I don't mind. Even better if you do it when I'm here" I said with a chuckle. After all this time, I didn't think he knew how much it turned me on to know he was having sex with other guys. "You sure? I don't want to impose on your crib..." he replied. "It's kinda 'our' place now if you haven't noticed. You're on the left side of the closet and I'm on the right. Your toothbrush is red, mine is blue" I replied, grinning. I didn't get a response right away, so I said "He can sleep on the couch unless you want him to join us in the bedroom. I've never done a multi-day three way..." "Oh, fuck no. He's a friend. We failed horribly as boyfriends but it works as just... friends. I think you'll like Antoine" he said. "Gotcha. Either way, he's welcome to stay here. It might freak your mom out if you stay over there for more than a day now. She seems to like us living together, as sinful as it is. She even called me her son-in-law at lunch Sunday" I told him before laughing again. He shook his head and I could sense he was embarrassed about her comments. "Ok... He will be here tomorrow morning and leaving Sunday. You sure it's ok?" he asked. "Yeah, I'm sure" I replied before turning back to work. Thursday, I left for the office and wondered what I would come home to. I hadn't even seen a picture of the guy, so when I walked in that night I didn't know what to expect. The first thing I noticed was the delicious aroma that I could smell down the hall. The second was the hot guy in my kitchen. He was a couple inches shorter than me, but built. His tee could barely hold his muscles in and it extended to the tree trunk legs. "Hey, I'm Antoine. Thanks for lettin' me crash here" he said. I reached out to shake his hand but he came closer and gave me a hug. There wasn't an ounce of fat on his body and I felt ashamed of my crappy gym regimen, but enjoyed the feeling of his taught body in my arms. While it was a firm hug, it was balanced with the soft touch of his hands. From his facial features I could tell that he was a mixed guy like me, with just fewer ethnicities in the mix. Our skin was almost the same shade but he had a full head of cropped black hair and no beard. "Glad you could come visit. Gabriel was really happy you were coming" I replied. "I've been looking forward to seeing him for months. I finally got a break and was able to come visit. I've missed that moth... guy so much" he said. I had to chuckle that he checked his words trying not to offend me. "He does have a way of sinking his claws into you, doesn't he" I said, smiling. He let go of me and then started plating my dinner. "Nothin fancy, but I figured I'd make something good for you. Gabriel said you don't eat good on days you go to the office" he said, setting the meal down on the table. I grabbed a bottle of wine and poured two glasses. I handed one to him and we toasted "To a fun weekend." The food was delicious and I asked "So, you're a chef?" "I used to be. Hated the stress. Now I work construction. Framing, mostly" he replied. After dinner, I poured another glass and sat down on the couch. "Well, no matter what the BS is, do what ya love" I replied. Antoine took the other end of the couch and before long we were both buried in apps on our phones. I really wasn't looking to hookup, but I liked to see who's around and keep an eye out for any fresh meat. I was looking over my third app and got a ding on one of the first two. "Damn hot profile u must be in same bldg says 50ft away" the message said. I looked over the profile and realized quickly it was Antoine. Even without a face pic, I recognized his body. I even mentally undressed him to compare the body next to me and the pics I saw. "Damn hot urself sometimes dist is wrong u lookin?" I replied. His face was buried in his phone which meant he couldn't see the grin on my face. I figured I'd toy with him a little before I broke the news to him. "yeah not sure I can get away tonight cant host" was his next message. I looked over the other info in the profile and liked what I saw. I wasn't sure about fucking Gabriel's friend but still wanted to poke a little more, at least verbally. "can poss host ur profile says neg u on prep? only fuck raw here" I sent back. "k no prep prefer bb n poz" he replied. I almost choked when I read that and wondered if that wasn't the reason he was visiting - to get Gabriel to knock him up. "u sure? no meds here. v toxic" was my next message. "fuk yah hung 2 u can wreck my azz good send me home knocked up lol" he answered. A few seconds later I got another message "what floor? can be ready in 20." Without waiting for a reply, I saw Antoine nervously look over and get up off the couch. He went over to his bag by the window and rummaged around for a few things. I was looking out the side of my eye and when he started walking over to the bathroom in the hall, I cleared my throat and said "Use the bathroom in the bedroom. It's got a shower shot in there." "Wwwwwwha.... whacha mean?" he stammered out, obviously surprised at my comment. "You meetin' up with thickninenhard?" I asked. He was visibly shocked and it took him a a few seconds to put it all together. "You? I was fuckin talkin' to you?" he asked. Now I saw panic in his eyes. I, however, had a grin on my face. "Yeah. That's me. My offer is still good if ya want. We can keep it just between us two... Gabriel and I are open and don't tell each other about all of our side action" I said. My cock began to grow in my jeans and really needed more room. I rubbed over the bulge, trying to get the shaft to snake down my leg. "Shit... Don't say nothin' to Gabriel... He'd freak if he knew some of the shit I've been doin'" Antoine said. "Like wanting to get charged up? Or ya just like the risky sex? Either way, I'm not saying anything unless you want me to. So far, nothin's happened so its just some dirty fantasy talk, right?" I replied as I grinned back at him. He nodded and seemed to be getting less worried by the second. I'd given him an easy way to back out and he also knew I wasn't going to tell Gabriel I was trying to knock up his friend. With no response I said "Clean out good, cuz I like to go deep and I'm not into shit. Oh... let me know which it is when you're done." I saw him swallow hard and head towards the bedroom. Gabriel and I hadn't fucked all week and my balls were aching to unload. I heard the shower start up and figured I'd give him fifteen minutes and then I'd head in. I was pretty sure I didn't want to fuck him on our bed, but I did want to be standing in there naked when he came out of the bathroom. I knew from the last time, Gabriel's nose would be able to smell his scent on the sheets and that's not how I wanted the evening to end. The leather couch would be easier to clean, anyway. "So, chasin' the bug or just like rollin' the dice?" I asked as he came out of the bathroom naked. I could see it was hard for him to admit what he really wanted. As he came closer I wrapped my hand around the back of his neck and held tight. I guided his sexy body back into the living room and toward the couch we'd been on earlier. I stopped short and said "On your knees and suck." It was more of a command than anything and he followed orders. I was kind of surprised, since he didn't seem like the submissive type, but you never know. Antoine was one of those guys that explores a cock and balls with his tongue before getting to the sucking stage. It felt damn good and he made sure to cover every square millimeter of my cock and nut sack. I hadn't showered since the morning and I knew there was going to be a little funkiness under the foreskin but it didn't slow him down. Based on his moans, it was actually turning him on. My exposed cockhead glistened in the light before he released the foreskin and took my cock into his mouth. He worked his way down, bobbing on it a minute and then pulling off completely and starting over. Each time he'd go down further and when my cock slid into his throat, it went in a lot easier than I expected. He spent a few more minutes sucking down the full length and giving an occasional squeeze with his throat. With no response to my question, I decided that my goal was to send him home fully knocked up. I held his head and he stopped sucking as I slowly pulled my cock clear of his lips. I gave a gentle tug to his arm and Antoine stood up. I handed the bottle of poppers that I'd set out while he showered and he took a few long hits to each side. Setting them down, I turned him to the couch and said "Last chance to stop..." He shook his head no, still unable to verbalize his desires. I bent him over the edge of the couch, angled slightly so his face was over the back cushion. He spread his legs and braced while I admired his muscled ass. One spit covered finger slipped in and I knew he was no stranger to getting fucked. Less than a minute later two were in, twisting around. I scraped my nails a bit and he didn't flinch. With a lot of guys, I wouldn't think of trying to fuck them without getting three fingers in, but the first two went in so easily I figured he could take it. I guided my cock to his hole, pulling back the foreskin so the bare head was nestled against the pucker. My left hand took it's place between his shoulders and the hard muscles didn't yield a bit. I slowly slid my hand up on the back of his head and pushed his face into the cushion and a second later, I thrust my hips forward. His scream was muffled by the cushion as were the next few until I was balls deep. I could feel him squirm and spasm underneath me and I held my cock fully inside him. "That's a good chaser. Probably tore you up good already. Now lets see how good that hot ass feels to fuck" I growled at him. He settled down after a few minutes and I let up on his head as I began to rock my hips. Grabbing onto his hips, my thrusts got longer and his hole slowly relaxed and felt slicker. My cock always leaked more pre when I knew I was fucking a neg guy. I knew he hurt based on the groans he was now making but slowly they slipped into moans. Once he got to that point, he tried to work his ass around my shaft. There were a few painful gasps from his mouth but it never made me change my rhythm and he never asked me to slow down or stop. After almost thirty minutes of drilling his hole, my balls started to tighten up. I knew this would be a big load and I hoped he'd keep it in until at least until Gabriel got home. I quickened the pace and that just got me closer. I heard him whine when he felt my cock swell even thicker and I gave him a few more strokes before driving in all the way. Spurts of my bug laden seed flooded his guts. A few haggard thrusts milked out another shot or two before I collapsed on his back. "You better spread my bug once you're poz" I whispered in his ear. He whined out "mmhmm" as I stood back up. I carefully pulled my cock out of his ass, pushing a few strands of cum back in. "Clench and stay there" I told him as I grabbed a plug out of the toy box I kept behind the couch. "Keep that in as long as you can. I want all of it to absorb" I said, chuckling afterward. I left him there a second before I told him "Now... clean my dick." He scrambled to his knees and took one lick up my shaft. "Shit" he said. "Not clean?" I asked, taking him literally. "No... you really did wreck my ass. I taste blood" he replied before licking the rest of the cum, blood and ass juice off my cock and balls. "That's what you asked for... along with what floor I was on" I said chuckling. When he was done, I backed away and said "Let's get showered before Gabriel gets home. While we were showering, he asked "You fuck Gabriel like that?" "Nah, it depends on our mood, but rarely that rough. I save those kinds of fucks for guys like you" I replied. I didn't want to tell him Gabriel was poz, that was Gabriel's decision to make, but I'm sure he could figure it out. We dried off and I just tossed on some basketball shorts and went commando. He pulled on some cargo shorts and reached for his tee. "No shirt. I want to admire that neg body a bit, knowing what's happening inside" I said before giving out a sinister laugh. The next day, Gabriel and Antoine went out sightseeing and came back just before three, making Gabriel rush through the shower before running off to work. I fucked Antoine twice that night, once at six and once at ten, not letting him get dressed until after his late night breeding. He was pretty eager too, heading off to the shower before Gabriel was in the elevator. I fucked him on his back that night, though, so I could see the lust and desire in his eyes. There's nothing like the look in a chaser's eyes as you dump a charged load in their ass. Saturday, the three of us went out early and hit a museum and then a restaurant for lunch. The night was a replay of the day before, but it was obvious that Antoine's ass was sore. He never got to the moaning stage on the last fuck, groaning in pain the whole time. The plug went in a lot easier than it did on the first night, too. As we sat on the couch afterwards, he turned and said "Thanks. I'm gonna remember this weekend." Sunday was a sexless day and in the afternoon, when when we were on the train to the airport, I gave him my hookup phone number. We had left at the same time Gabriel headed to work, so there wasn't any time to send him on his flight with one more load trying to charge him up. I told him to let me know if the bug took and ask if he had questions. He looked surprised, the sober reality of our fucks coming to the front. One last hug and he was off to his plane and I headed back to the train.

Watch the Dominoes Fall Mondays had become more difficult since that was Gabriel's day off and it wasn't mine. While the condo had been quiet on my "work at home" days for the past few years, now I had someone else roaming around the place while I tried to work. I even got a second TV for the bedroom so that he could watch stuff in there and not disturb me. On the other hand, with our work schedules, it was the one night to try and arrange a hookup for the two of us to fuck some guy and I knew who I wanted to meet next. When I took a break in the morning to refill my coffee cup, I sent a message off to Tim to see if Omar and him wanted to meet us over at The Saddle that evening. "Lemme check" was Tim's response about twenty minutes later. My next work email was to Marc and I got the familiar "out of office" message. "Hmm, that bug must be kicking his ass" I thought. I wondered if Tyler was feeling any better but knew I had to get some work done so I didn't bother checking in with Chase. Gabriel made me a salad for lunch and just after I finished, my hookup phone buzzed. "More guys from a few weeks ago checking in to see if you can fit them in?" Gabriel said, chuckling afterwards. I laughed as I reached for the phone. "Z sick Same symptoms as Tyler so may be bug from uni" was Chase's message. "Or maybe not" I thought to myself as my other phone buzzed. Replying to Chase I typed "Take him 4 test on Fri anyway. Z 2 when he recovers." Swapping phones, I saw a reply from Tim. "Sounds like fun. 9?" he asked and I replied "c u there." "I'm going to meet Tim and Omar over at The Saddle tonight. Wanna join me?" I asked Gabriel. He gave me one of those "what the fuck do you think" looks and I grinned back at him. He took off soon after and came back a couple hours later with a big box. He had done this a few times over the past few weeks and my closet was getting fuller each time. About 8:30pm, he came out of the bedroom and asked "Aren't you going to get dressed?" I chuckled at his eagerness and got my ass off the couch, replacing my trunks with some more appropriate gear. When we got to The Saddle, Tim and Omar were waiting for us out front. We walked in and I got a round of pints for us. With the beers on the table, we sat down and almost immediately Gabriel pulled his tee off, revealing a very nice, thick, hand-made harness over his bare chest. I watched Tim and Omar lick their lips before taking their tees off too. I pulled my shirt off too and looked around and saw most of the guys nearby checking us out. Tim was wearing a more substantial harness than the one he had on last time and it looked good on him. Omar just had a pair of leather cuffs on his wrists, but his furry chest and pert nipples looked damn good. The tight, low cut jeans left the top of his ass visible and invited my hand to slide down inside. "Someone needs to get some more leather if you're going to be hanging out here" I said with a smirk. Omar nodded sheepishly and we all laughed. Once we finished the beers, I pulled my fingers out of Omar's hole before I stood up and led the group to the back room. I felt like everyone in the bar was looking at us and it probably was close to the truth. I paused once I got close to the center of the back room and looked around. Most of the action stopped and the ten or so guys in the room turned and looked at us. I must have waited too long because the next thing I saw was Gabriel pushing Omar toward one of the fuck benches, his hand with a firm grasp on Omar's shoulder. The two of them were stripped down quickly and Omar mounted the bench wearing just his boots and cuffs. Tim and I took the bench next to it, but facing the other direction, since I wanted to watch Gabriel fuck him. Gabriel knelt down and spent less than a minute eating out Omar's ass. It seemed a shame since I would have spent a lot more time feasting on his hairy, poz ass. Both seemed to be into it, with Omar moaning loudly and Gabriel's cock becoming hard as a rock. Tim and I were mostly naked, him in just his shiny new harness and the same tall boots he wore at our first meeting. His hair was braided this time, and would give me a convenient handle as I fucked him. I had on my well worn harness and boots. My tongue spent a lot more time rimming Tim's ass than Gabriel had spent on Omar's. When I stood up, Gabriel was drilling like a man possessed and a thin middle aged guy was walking up in front of Omar. He rubbed his rigid cock over Omar's lips before sliding it past them into his willing mouth. Seconds later, Omar was getting spit roasted and I saw Gabriel and the older guy grin at each other. Tim was a lot tighter than I had remembered and it took several tries before my bare cock worked its way inside. Tim gave out a low groan until I stopped pushing in. The older guy looked over at me and nodded. "Always good to try some fresh meat, huh?" he said. I nodded back and replied "Been in him before but its been a while. Still feels fuckin' good though" before I started plowing in earnest. The guy was slowly fucking Omar's mouth and turned his gaze back to Gabriel. A minute later, he stopped and pulled his cock free of Omar's mouth and crouched down. I saw the motion from the corner of my eye and slowed my thrusts down and turned my head to see what was up. "You see his tattoo, son?" the guy said to Omar. It was just loud enough for me to hear, but only because I was watching to see what was going on. "Yes, sir" Omar replied before grunting from Gabriel's assault. "Ya know what it means?" the guy then asked. No one else in the room was paying attention to this discourse except for the five of us. "I do, sir" Omar said. "Good, then you wont mind me adding my strain" the guy said. "Not at all, sir" Omar replied. The guy stood back up and resumed fucking Omar's mouth. I went back to drilling Tim's ass, amazed that he was still so tight. It wasn't like his body was tensed up, his hole truly was as tight as our first fucks. More proof that he had spent all of his time spreading my bug around. The grunts and groans he made drove home how much he was struggling to take the fuck I was giving him. Omar was having no problem with the drilling that Gabriel and the older guy were giving him, though. Not that he could escape if he tried. Tim started to loosen up and I fucked harder, looking around the room to see if there were any familiar faces. There were a couple but they weren't fucking, just training subs. Occasionally, we'd hear the crack of a whip or something hard hitting bare flesh, but there were only a few of us fucking. I heard Tim grunt "Thank you Sir!" when I slammed in hard and deep and I wondered if he had learned it from a few porn flicks or if he had spent a few sessions with someone as their sub. Based on how tight he wasy, my guess was it was from porn. Several minutes later, his hole was finally at that easy-to-fuck stage where it was loose and sloppy enough to fuck however I wanted. Gabriel seemed to be way ahead of me and soon I heard his familiar growls. He hammered Omar's ass, forcing him to take the older guys cock down his throat. The older guy held on to Omar's head, keeping himself buried as Gabriel pumped his seed into the toxic hole. When the growl ended, Gabriel gave a few slow thrusts and pulled slowly out. Once the cock was out of his throat, Omar was gasping for air but soon he moaned out "Oh fuck yeah!" The older guy and Gabriel swapped spots but instead of sucking Gabriel's cock, Omar lapped all the cum coating it. The older guy shoved in, muttering "Let's make sure that hole is good and knocked up." I heard Tim laugh for a second, but none of us said anything to dampen the guy's thoughts about having a chance at pozzing a sexy young guy. My attention turned back to Tim again and I worked myself up to a frenzied pounding and unloaded a big wad of cum inside Tim's charged up hole. As I recovered from breeding Tim, I looked over and the older guy was in mid-orgasm. They had drawn a crowd and the guy was quickly replaced with another. I knew word had probably spread quickly that Omar was taking poz loads and the way they were talking, it looked like they were happy to have a hot poz-friendly bottom to load up. None of them seemed to last very long, drilling him for a few minutes before dumping their seed and making way for the next guy. Backing away, I gave Tim room to get off the bench and watch his friend be an impressive cum dump. Suddenly, most of the guys in the room stopped talking and I looked to see who was getting their attention. I chuckled and gave Tim a nudge. Carlos stood just inside the doorway with his sub on a leash, taking stock of the room. He smiled when he saw me and came over. "Looks to be a good crowd tonight" Carlos said, looking past Tim and straight at me. "Yeah, it is. Tim's friend seems to be very popular, but that's how it is with fresh, young ass on tap" I replied. Carlos moved next to me and his sub followed, kneeling in front of him. "I'm glad you're here tonight. I was hoping to take you up on your generous offer" Carlos said, sounding more friendly than usual. Chuckling slightly, I said "You're in luck. You have a choice of virile men to do the deed. All four of us are capable of getting the job done. Does he know what he's in for?" Carlos smiled. "Four?" he asked. "Mmhmm, Tim you know and you met Gabriel the last time" I said before pointing at Omar on the bench. "He's the most recent one, courtesy of Tim, and I hear he gives as good as he takes" I added. I decided not to let him know about all of the other guys now carrying my bug because I don't like to brag and it's not like they would stop over and share right now. "That's quite the choice. Of course I'd want all four, to make sure that this one loses his negativity tonight. Maybe you first, then the two guys I haven't seen in action and finally your boyfriend at the end" Carlos said with a sneer. I had to laugh at Carlos' continued belief that Tim and I were partners. I let him have his fun, but there was no way I was going to tell him who I was going to go home with that night. When the next guy had finished unloading into Omar's sloppy ass, I walked over and pulled him off the bench. It wasn't a popular move since there were still a few guys waiting to add their questionable seed to his hole. By the time I got him upright, Carlos had his boy on the other bench and was closing the last clip on his cuffs, locking him to the bench. I guided Omar over to Carlos' sub's head and said "Get it ready, you're next after I open him up." My cock had grown steadily and was rigid by the time I took my place behind the sub. "Stuff him" I told Omar. He looked back at me confused and I said again "Stuff him. Muffle his screams with your dick." This time Omar understood and nodded back at me before a menacing grin came over his face. I heard the sub gag slightly and that's when I speared his ass. Only a few inches went into him, but it was enough. He screamed out and Omar's thick cock stifled much of the sound, but the sounds caused a small crowd to form around us. Carlos stood beside his sub and between Omar and I. The sub started to squirm and I pulled back for another jab. Before I could shove back in, the sub quickly felt Carlos' paddle whack his exposed ass. "Quiet, boy" Carlos snarled before sliding the paddle back into the back pocket of his jeans. The next thrust from my hips got three quarters of my cock into his spasming hole. He cried out again, but this time much softer. I waited for Carlos to reprimand him again, but instead saw a smile on his face and he nodded at me. "Fuck him" Carlos commanded. Never knowing what Carlos might do in retribution, I followed his orders and began rolling my hips. In less than a minute I was thrusting in and out and noticed that Omar was doing the same with the sub's mouth. The crowd seemed to appreciate our spit roasting of the sub and encouraged us to go harder. With just some precum, and probably blood, to lube his hole up my cock was getting a workout and soon my balls wanted to add a healthy dose of toxic cum to soothe his wrecked chute. "Fuck yeah... breed his ass" Omar said, obviously seeing the change in my expression and thrusts. A few last haggard shoves and I buried my cock to the root. Spurts of my viral load pumped into his trashed hole as I growned. A few in the crowd clapped and there was a collective "Yeah" from most. Before I could pull out, Omar was walking around the side, ready to take my place. I backed away and Omar moved in, but stopped before he stuck his spit covered cock into the sub's puffy hole. He looked at Carlos and raised his eyebrows, silently asking permission. With a nod from Carlos, he drove his cock all the way in. Gabriel hadn't made it into the sub's mouth yet, allowing the sub to groan as the next cock filled him up. I had opened him up enough so that even Omar's first shove went balls deep. His mouth wasn't empty for long, either. With a slap of his hard cock against each of the sub's face, Gabriel slid his cock past the sub's lips. Tim was on his knees, lapping at my softening cock. The taste made him moan out "Fuck yeah, he's done" before licking up every drop. Omar's cock wasn't nearly as long as mine, but it was a close match in girth. Each thrust was firm, ending with a thud as his body slammed into the sub's butt. I heard one of the guys that had fucked Omar say "Dump that last neg load into the slut" and Carlos immediately turned his head to me with furrowed brows. I smiled and shook my head no, raising my hands and making a plus sign with my two index fingers. I saw Carlos smile and give a chuckle. Omar's pace picked up while Gabriel's seemed to slow. Gabriel was going deeper and I thought I knew what he was planning. Omar hammered the sloppy hole until he grunted loudly while Gabriel slid the last of his cock into the sub's throat. As Omar emptied his newly charged load into the sub, there were more appreciative comments from the guys around us. Gabriel had left his balls resting on the sub's chin until Omar had finished unloading and then slowly pulled back, slapping the sub on the side of his face with his outstretched hand. Once Omar was out of the way, Gabriel walked behind the sub and looked over at Carlos. "May I, Sir?" he asked. Just as before, Carlos gave a slight nod and Gabriel slid into the cum filled hole. His thinner cock had no problems going in, and he only found resistance at the end as he pushed through the inner ring. Tim was busy cleaning Omar's crotch and seemed to be moaning the entire time. It gave the sub time to breathe more normally but once Tim had lapped all of the juice from Omar's body, he took his place at the front. The two were soon plowing at each end. Tim had a few blood red marks on each cheek, leftovers from cleaning our cocks. "Nice ink" Tim said to Gabriel, with a grin. "Yours too. Took me a minute before I got it" Gabriel said before starting to fuck harder. Tim began to speed up too and nodded back. "Those tick marks what I think?" Gabriel then asked. Tim smiled and said "Yeah" and Gabriel replied "You been busy." He grasped the sub's hips began slow, hard thrusts for a couple minutes until he gave that distinctive growl. He was planted deep and then gave a couple more slow rolls of his hips as the last pulses of his cock added more charged seed. Tim seemed a little impatient, having pulled out of the bottom's mouth as soon as Gabriel had started cumming. With the last drops pumped out. Gabriel slowly pulled his dick from the doomed hole and smiled at Tim. "Next" he said and moved back next to me. Omar was on his knees in a split second, taking Tim's place as the cleanup man. Split second was a good description of how long it took Tim to sink his toxic dick into the sub's hole. He didn't wait for Carlos' approval, he knew what he was supposed to do. Tim drilled in for a minute and pulled his cock out, shoving a pair of fingers in and twisting viciously. From the bottom's groan, I knew he was making sure there were plenty of ways for our bug to enter the sub's body. Thirty seconds later, Tim was back plowing his cock into the damaged hole. He jabbed left, then right, forcing the head of his cock into the sub's battered cunt. The bottom was whimpering quietly, but Carlos didn't seem to mind. Maybe he liked seeing him in pain or maybe it was confirmation that we were trying hard to get him infected. A few minutes later, Tim slammed in and unleashed his bug filled load. The whimper got louder from the sub and Tim pulled back and drove in one more time, coating all of the bottom's chute from outer to inner ring with his viral cum. He was gasping heavily and it took him a few moments for his heart to stop racing, but once it did, Tim pulled his cock out of the bottom's hole, fingering some cum back in. He moved back to the bottom's head and slapped his wet cock over each cheek. "Clean it. Taste what's attacking you inside" he said. The sub took one lick and cried out. Carlos gave him a slap on his slimy ass and he quickly went back to licking Tim's cock clean. Once he finished, Tim rubbed the sub's head and crouched down. "Welcome to the club" he whispered in the sub's ear. Carlos looked at me with a big grin and said "Thanks, Craig. I appreciate your generosity. Hopefully he'll take less effort than Juan." He bent down and picked up a small canvas bag. Pulling a large metal plug out, he forced it into his sub's ass. Since the plug was much thicker than I was, it took some effort to get it locked inside. The four of us pulled our jeans and boots on, grabbed our shirts, and then walked out to the front of the bar for a pint of beer. All of our bodies were covered in sweat and I saw several guys smile as we walked back into the bar. We sat down at a table as Tim went to the bar to get us a round. The beer tasted better than before and after a couple gulps, Gabriel said "Damn that was good. Now I understand the rush you get from it." I chuckled and said "No more regrets?" Gabriel replied to me "Nah, you were right. I just have to make the best of it." I turned to Tim and asked him "How 'bout you? Any regrets?" He finished snogging Omar and said "Not a one." -- I was a little tired Tuesday morning, but I made it to work and dug right in, albeit slowly. Shortly after I got back from lunch my hookup phone buzzed and I had a good idea who it was. Chase's message was brief and I could sense his mixed emotions. "U were rite tested poz vl=1.2m tylers gonna kill me" he wrote. "U will b ok tyler too" I replied. I just wondered if we were as successful with Carlos' boy.

Shaved is a total turnoff. Natural or slightly trimmed is my preference.

Sweat in the Locker Room I heard from Chase on Friday and he had gone to get tested at the clinic. "They said I wouldn't have any results until Monday or Tuesday. Tyler still looks like hell but he can at least sip the gatorade you brought. The fever is down a bit too" he said. Saturday's update said that Tyler was looking a little better and had eaten something but still was weak and sore. I was going to tell Gabriel about what was going on with them but I decided it would just get him thinking about his own unexpected conversion. Instead, Gabriel and I surfed the apps looking for someone he wanted us to fuck together. I let him take the lead, but after showing him a few poz bottoms he started showing me neg ones. It surprised me but I didn't say anything. He chatted with a few guys and seemed to be really interested in one of them. "Shit!" he yelled out. I raised my head and looked over and he explained "the guy doesn't want to do a 3 way with two guys he doesn't know." I nodded and replied "Yeah, makes sense. We know we're good guys, but he doesn't. People are ugly sometimes, so he's just trying to be safe. Not totally safe, but except for the bug... safe. If he's up for meeting you, then go. Once he knows you're not an ass or a thief or a murderer, then maybe I can go next time." He looked at me in disbelief. "Gabriel, I told you I think it's hot knowing you're hooking up with other guys. Go fuck his brains out and have fun" I told him. He shook his head but typed away on the tablet. A few minutes later he asked "You sure?" and I nodded yes. He cleaned up and looked back once more to confirm I was cool with it. "Go!" I yelled out and watched him head out the door. My search continued, but now it was just for me. After a few rejections and no replies from some others, I found one guy that looked interesting. BRStud27 listed himself as a top, but his main pic was an ass shot. A fucking sexy ass shot. The kind you want to bury your face in and come up for air three days later. The rest of the pics looked damn good too. His profile said "Love to get rimmed before I fuck a guy" so I assumed the ass pic was to show what he wanted prospective bottoms to feast on. The initials "BR" didn't line up with any of the neighborhoods around here and with his caramel skin I began to think he might be Brazilian. His stats said he was neg but would fuck any status. The message I sent saying "sexy ass. b hot 2 rim it but I never stop there" got a quick reply of "thx. 2 bad we r on same side." My next message of "my dik would feel good in u" got "mine wud feel better in u" as a reply. There were a few more playful messages but I knew it was just flirting that was going nowhere. No one else really looked good so I closed the laptop and thought a moment. Slowly, I got up off the couch and decided I'd be the saintly one and go workout at the gym. After changing into some sweats and a tee, I grabbed my gym bag and headed out the door. "Hey, Milo" I said as I got to the front desk of the gym and checked in. Milo was a wiry, blond, college aged guy that had been working at the gym since they re-opened. He didn't have a lot of muscle on him and acted pretty femme at times, but he was a nice guy and worked hard keeping the place clean and running smoothly. I had tried a few times to get into his shorts, but he was faithful to his boyfriend. He could suck as much dick as he wanted but fucking was off the table. Unlike a lot of guys his age, he stuck to the limits his boyfriend gave him. He was a damn fine cocksucker and if you found him in the locker room he was usually on his knees. "Still on the short leash?" I asked him and he smiled back at me. "Yup. Only one guy gets this ass" he replied, turning the smile into a grin. "Lucky guy. If you ever want to try something different, my offer is still good" I said back to him, giving him a wink. Some guys are sluts and will fuck anyone and others find a good match and know they shouldn't fuck it up by messing around. I respected him for choosing his path and sticking to it. I was definitely on the slut side. I grabbed a locker and changed into my workout gear. I was already a little ripe when I got to the gym and the longer I worked out the stronger the smell got. My usual workout was a bit of cardio and a bit of strength training. In the old days I'd finish off with a dozen laps of the pool, but since they still had it closed, I did laps of the track instead. The last lap I walked to cool down and I headed toward the locker room. The locker room scene was like a lot of the gyms in the gayborhood. You could see almost everything there and today was no different. As I walked into the locker room, I saw Milo on his knees with his back to the wall, sucking a guy off. The top looked familiar and the closer I got, the harder I tried to figure out why. My jock started to fill out as I approached the two of them and when I got to the other side of them, I saw the tattoo that reminded me who the guy was. BRStud27 looked even better in the flesh than his profile pics. His hands were pressed against the wall as Milo worked his magic with his tongue, lips and throat. Moving a little closer I gently put my hands on his shoulders and leaned in, whispering "Very sexy ass" before slowly tracing my tongue down his back. My hands grasped each mound of muscle and pried them apart just before my tongue got there. Breathing deep, I found his scent intoxicating. My tongue lapped around, feeling the tightness of his pucker and the strands of hair along the crevice. He may have jerked a little from my first touch, but as my tongue flicked, lapped and poked he settled down and moaned louder than he had with just Milo working him over. My hand reached up to tug on his balls, but I found that Milo had beaten me to it. My hand moved back and pulled his butt cheeks open a little more and I began to tongue fuck him. It didn't take long and he started bucking his hips back before thrusting forward, shoving his cock into Milo's throat. We continued like this for several minutes and his ass and my face were covered in a thick layer of spit. I knew he said "top only" in his profile but I needed to try and see if there wasn't a little bit of unadvertised versatility in him. I traced my tongue back up his spine, letting my hands free to push my shorts down and slide the pouch of jock to the side to release my very stiff cock. Milo must have sensed that I had stood up and I felt the back of his hands as they grasped the guy's butt. Whether he intended to help me or not, he pried the guy's crack wide open for my cock to slide between. Each of my hands held the top guy's so he was pinned to the wall. I rocked my hips, humping his butt for several strokes and I heard him grunt lightly. I didn't hear him say "no" or shake his head, so a few seconds later I speared my cock between the mounds of muscle to his spit covered hole. He panted a little as I wiggled and pushed until my cock poked inside. He gasped and I heard a strained groan as he got used to the head of my cock just inside his ring. His body quivered a little followed by a few more gasps and a long, quiet "fuuuucccckkkkk." When the tightness released slightly from his ring, I began to slowly roll my hips. My cock dug a little deeper with each stroke, stretching him just a little bit more. He was a lot tighter than most guys I fucked and it became obvious that he really was just a top. I doubted that i was the first guy to fuck him, but the last had been a long time ago. I had expected him to struggle and shut me down, but he didn't. I'm sure that if Milo hadn't been sucking like crazy it wouldn't have been this easy. My strokes began to get longer and he leaned his head back on my shoulder and let out a protracted moan. "I was right, my dick does feel good inside you" I whispered in his ear before giving a firm thrust. "Oh... god... yeah..." he said, giving a quick push back onto my cock. His hips started to rock as he fucked his cock into Milo's throat and then his ass back on to my shaft. I slowed my own movements and let him control the fuck for a bit. After a few minutes I started to drive in as he pushed back. He was taking it a lot better than I imagined and he did give a few squeezes with his ass here and there. I'm not sure if he reached his limit or if Milo did something to trigger him, but suddenly his breathing got raspy and he gave several seconds of quick thrusts before I felt his hole spasm around my cock. I briefly wondered if Milo was going to drown in cum before my own orgasm began. I thrust in hard a few times and then held him tight as volleys of cum pumped into his tight ass. "Oh fuck... fuck... FUCK" he gasped as both of our orgasms faded. I wasn't sure how much of my profile he read and if he was starting to freak out about the poz load that was now stewing in his guts. My hips began to rock again, churning up the cream inside him for a few more minutes. He wasn't trying to wiggle his way out, so I decided to just ignore the comment and slowly pulled back until my softening cock fell from his hole. The cum that fell to the floor was a little pink and once I was far enough back I let go of his hands. "Damn, that was good" I said as he backed away and pulled his cock from Milo's mouth. Some cum was dripping off his chin, but Milo licked most of what was left on his lips. BRStud27 seemed to be a little unsteady on his feet and his stunned expression told us that he wasn't expecting anything more than a quick blowjob. I reached out my hand and pulled Milo to his feet and we all headed off to the showers. Once I was cleaned off, I went back to my locker and got dressed. As I was tying my shoes, I heard over my shoulder "Thanks, that was hot. I haven't taken a cock since I left Brazil about ten years ago. I hope we can do it again some time and maybe flip." "Mmmhmm, it was" I replied, ignoring any thought of flipping. We walked out of the gym together, waving at Milo who was back at the front desk. I turned left at the sidewalk and he went right. I felt good with a pair of empty balls and I wondered if Gabriel's hookup went as well. I walked in the door and heard Gabriel yell out "Shit!" I followed the sound to the bathroom and found Gabriel holding a condom full of water with a steady stream coming out of the tip. "Wha?" I asked as I stood in the doorway, looking confused. "I grabbed these condoms at Steam last time since they had some free large ones there. After I fucked the guy today, the tip was empty when I pulled out and now I know why. I bred the fucker without even knowing" he said, somewhat distraught. "Well, you tried. I heard from Tim that guys poke holes in those condoms so I guess it's true" I replied.

Feverish We got back to the condo just after one thirty PM and I hoped no one at work had noticed my longer than normal lunch break. It was one of the benefits of working from home, being able to be flexible with time. As one of my co-workers said "it doesn't matter which 12 hours a day you work." Tim had left a message with three thumbs-up emojis on it which made me chuckle. With no work messages waiting for me, we hopped in the shower. It wasn't a quick shower either and we spent more time making out and groping under the water than washing. "Thanks, that was one of the wildest things I've ever done" Gabriel said before grabbing my head and stuffing his tongue down my throat. After he let my head go, I replied "The weird thing is that that was the first time I've ever done a mid-day hookup. I've always waited until night to fuck around unless it was a weekend" as we finally started to wash each other. "Well, I expect you to start doing that more often... with me, at least" he said, grinning. A few seconds later he said "I thought it was hot that he plugged himself up so our loads stayed in him all day." "It's the sign of someone who's serious" I replied. We finished up our shower and I tossed my "work" boxers back on and headed to the laptop. Gabriel followed me out, but stayed naked after he dried off. I sat down and asked "So what's this brown bag on the table?" Gabriel laughed and said "My meds" with a snicker. "They're still sealed. You're not going to take them?" I asked. "Not until you do. You get to choose when we become undetectable" he said. A thousand questions went through my mind, from "do you want to start now" to "what if I say never?" Instead, I got a message from my boss and dove back into work. Gabriel got ready to go to his job and while I thought I would be more productive with him gone, I kept thinking about the day we'd had. My phone buzzed and brought me back to the present. "thanks feels good w/ur loads in me" the cashier texted me. I replied "yw scorpion, biohaz or none?" "that biohazard looks so good on him almost came when i saw it but not sure yet" he texted back. -- When I got into the office Thursday morning I had a slew of messages from Andre. I sent him back an email thanking him for the info and asking about Marc. "He still has a fever and is very tired. I hope he will be back at work Monday" Andre said. The rest of the morning went quickly and I grabbed a sandwich for lunch to eat at my desk. Just as I had finished it I heard my hookup phone buzz. I dug it out of my pack and saw I had a message from Chase. "Got a sec?" it said and I replied "sup?" "Tyler really sick this morning what is fuck flu like?" he asked. I laughed to myself and typed back "u knocked him up? congrats on #1" "I hope not. what r symptoms?" he asked again. "Everything from nothing to fever rash swollen glands runs vomiting. everyone is diff" I replied. "shit can u come look at him?" he replied. "Im not a doc. if he has fever, keep him hydrated. if it gets too high take him to ER" I sent back. "pls?" Chase replied. "ok, @work. b there after 6" I told him. I wasn't sure what he wanted me to do or say, since as I told him, I wasn't a doctor. The symptoms of someone converting varied quite a bit from my experience. The seasonal flu or a bad cold could look really similar. I picked up a couple bottles of gatorade on my way over, since if it was anything like when I converted he was sweating out any liquid he could keep down. Chase let me in the building and he looked worried. As I walked up the stairs behind him I asked how he had been feeling. "When I was in college, everyone picked up some flu bug and passed it to their roommates" I said, trying to calm him down. "I've been fine. I've been watching for signs the past month but nothing. If anything, I've just been hornier than usual" Chase said. We walked in the door and Z was on the couch studying. He looked up from his tablet and grinned at me. I gave him a wink before I followed Chase down the hall. We went into the other bedroom and found Tyler curled up on the bed. A pair of white briefs was the only thing he had on and I could see a sheen on his body from sweat, but all I had was light coming in from the hallway. "How long has he been like this?" I asked and Chase said "Yesterday morning he woke up sweaty and said he hurt all over. Today he looked worse and is really weak." "What's his temperature?" I asked next and Chase replied "101 or 102 most of the day." "You keeping a wet rag on his forehead and giving him something to help bring down the fever? Can he keep anything down?" I asked, trying to pretend I knew what I was talking about. "yeah, we've been trying but he keeps moving around" Chase said. "Cover his head and let me turn on the light" I said. Chase laid a towel over Tyler's face and I flipped on the light switch. Once I could see better I realized that Chase was probably toxic as fuck right now and didn't even know it. Like I had texted him earlier, Tyler was probably the first guy he had pozzed, too. Tyler's furry body was covered in sweat and matted down fur. Underneath all his body hair was an angry looking rash that covered most of his chest and parts of his arms and legs. I felt his neck and the glands were hard as rock and swollen. The heat rising from his body could be felt a few inches away, too. "How's his breathing? He seems ok now, but has he been having problems?" I asked, just trying to rule out covid. "That's the only thing he hasn't complained about" Chase said, just as Tyler awakened. He let out a few pained moans and rolled over. His back looked just like his chest, just with less hair. I motioned Chase to follow me out of the room before I turned the light off. We went over to his room and I closed the door. "Tomorrow morning, head over to the clinic on Kingston and get tested. You probably converted and didn't know and passed your bug to Tyler. You fuck anyone else the past few weeks?" I asked. "What? Shit! Oh god, no! I've been breeding him almost every day since that first time..." he said, panicked. He continued "Uh... no. Taken a few loads but I haven't topped anyone but Tyler" he said, still shocked at my words. Several seconds later he asked "Wwwwhy... why didn't I get sick like he is? I was gonna stop fucking him then." "Not everyone gets the flu. If you really didn't want to infect him, you would never have bred him in the first place" I replied. He just looked back at me, emotionless. "It's not like you can change anything. What's done is done. And you don't even know what that is. You're untested. He needs to ride it out and then get tested. Until you know for sure, all we can do is guess. As I said, it might just be a nasty flu bug going around the university" I said to him and he nodded back, still in a daze. "Now, drop your pants and turn around. I want to see if that ass is any hotter now that it's pozzed up" I said. He wasn't ready to get fucked but I was really horny after seeing Tyler. My money was on both of them being really viral with my bug. Chase didn't put up a fight and once I got my dick inside his ass he let out a moan. His hands straddled the mirror on the wall and he looked at my face over his shoulder in the mirror. I had a devilish grin and his was more of stunned disbelief. There wasn't a reason to fuck him hard, but I did anyway. My hand was wrapped around his throat as my hips pounded his ass. My head stayed over his shoulder, watching his face reflected in the mirror which changed from shock to lust and back. "All turned on knowing you're a poz pig, Chase?" I snarled in his ear. My other hand reached down and his dick was as hard as I'd ever felt it. My hand gripped his dick just like my other one was gripping his throat. "Fuck... fuck no..." he gasped over and over. "It's what you wanted, wasn't it? You begged me to knock you up" I growled as he whimpered. "Yeah... but... I didn't... I didn't want... to.. poz him" Chase said, breathlessly. "That's not what your dick is saying. Who's your next victim? Z? Random guys at the bath? An ex? Some chaser you find on the apps? Or do you want to surprise 'em like you did with Tyler?" I asked, just as menacingly as before. My thrusts got more forceful at the end of each sentence. "Oh god... fuck... no... I never... thought... about it..." he sobbed while I kept pounding him. My strokes got longer and I began to stroke his cock. The strokes I gave his cock weren't as strong as the ones I gave him with my dick, but it didn't matter. Seconds later he began to shoot his newly charged cum onto the mirror in front of him. I kept fucking him and waited for his orgasm to die before I slowed down and gave him a half dozen hard thrusts. My hand let go of his cock, moving upward and pulling him against my chest. My cock erupted, pumping more tainted seed into his chute. "This probably isn't the first recharge I've given you" I growled into his ear before letting out an evil laugh. A few seconds later I added "Be sure to share, there's plenty of guys that need it."

Thanks. I was starting to think I was just talking to myself since there were no responses.

Two Scoops of Rocky Road We showered together and then went to bed. My mind was still trying to figure out if he was really ok with me stinking of another guy's sweat and cum after a hookup when he got home. He rolled over and pulled me tight, saying "You didn't answer my question. Was he fun?" "Uh... yeah. Yeah, he was. It took a while to setup so I didn't have time to get home and shower before you got here" I replied softly. "Don't wash the scent off, I like it. But... why did it take so long? Was he afraid of your cock?" he asked and I realized he really wanted to talk about the hookup I had earlier. "He wasn't sure about taking a poz dick" I replied. "Another neg guy? What did you say to convince him?" Gabriel asked. "Nothing, I just let his hormones do the thinking" I said, grinning. "You need to set up something like this when I'm around, so I can see how you sweet talk them into changing their life forever" he said a minute or two later. "Are you serious? I thought you hated that I raw fucked neg guys" I said, looking him in the eyes. "I guess you're a bad influence" he said with a wink. "Besides, what you said makes a lot of sense. Some guys don't care and some want it" he continued. "And some like the risk" I added. He nodded. "You weren't the only one that got some action tonight. One of the busboys sucked me off in the back room" Gabriel said a minute later, beaming. "Damn, I guess I am rubbing off on you" I replied. "After he swallowed he asked if I was poz or neg" he said, chuckling. Before I could say anything, Gabriel continued "When I told him poz he said next time he wants me to breed him." "Is he poz too?" I asked. "Not yet" Gabriel said, before he leaned in for a kiss. We passed out and the next thing I knew the sun was shining into my bedroom. Rolling out of bed, I took a leak and wandered into the kitchen. As I was making breakfast, our conversation in bed the night before got me thinking. We sat down and began to eat when I asked "Were you serious last night about wanting to see how I hookup with guys? We met on a site for that, so it's not like you don't know how... Or did you want to join me?" I asked. "What do you think?" he replied, taking another bite of food. "I really don't know, but I'd like to do a guy together. But... you said you want to choose the guys you fuck. Maybe you should find someone and we'll go from there" I said before I sipped my coffee. "I just didn't like you shoving me at a guy in the bathhouse and telling me to fuck him" he said, almost apologetically. "I'm sorry. I just thought you needed a nudge to try something new. I won't do it again" I replied. I wondered how many other things I had done that pushed him too far and he hadn't said anything. "Don't worry. I needed that push, just ask me from now on, ok?" he said. I nodded and we finished breakfast. We sat down on the couch drinking another cup of coffee and as I picked up the tablet I asked "What types of guys do you look for?" "Tall, dark and handsome, like you" he replied with a chuckle. "That's gonna limit you a lot. Short and homely can be fun too. And by dark, do you mean you only fuck dark meat? White guys are out?" I asked. "Yeah, mostly. So many white guys are obsessed with getting black dick in them, even the tops. It makes me feel like I'm just a trophy" he replied. "Yeah. I know. I cut guys off at the first mention of big black cock, and I'm so mixed I don't think I qualify. But it's a hookup and not a date. You should be more concerned if he's going to be a good fuck. Like the guy last night or the cashier at the grocery store. One latino, one white, both good fucks" I said. "You didn't really fuck a guy at the grocery store, did you?" he asked. "Mmhmm" I replied and picked up the phone and found the picture of the cashier on his knees in front of me, licking my cum off his lips. "This guy. In the bathroom at the store, on his break" I said, showing him the picture. "Kinda cute. What did you do, just grab him by the collar and drag him in and fuck him?" Gabriel asked. "Nah. He gave me his number when I checked out in his lane and he saw my bulge. I called him a few weeks later and we met up after I got off work" I explained. "Weeks? You must have a full schedule if you plan that long ahead to fuck" he said laughing. "No planning ahead. I forgot I had his number and was surprised that he would meet after that long. Most guys that give me numbers like that, I never call. I'm glad I did that time" I replied. "You going to do him again or was that just a one time thing?" Gabriel asked. "I dunno. He was a good fuck, so maybe. I don't even know if he wants a repeat" I said. Getting up off the couch, I setup my laptop on the table and refilled my coffee mug before logging in for work. "I like your work uniform. Barefoot and boxers. It will give me something hot to look at until I have to go to work" Gabriel said as he laid down on the couch. "No video conferences until late this afternoon. I'll toss a shirt on then" I replied. With the laptop all booted up, I went through email, made a few calls and dug into the rest of the stuff. I sent Marc a reminder about my questions from the previous week but immediately got an "out of office" auto-reply that said to contact another guy, Andre, from his office. "Marc is out sick, can you forward your questions to me and I will try and get you the answers" was the email response I got from Andre. I chuckled and wondered if it was the conversion flu. I picked up my phone and texted Tim "Marc sick." While the phone was in my hand, I thumbed through the text conversations and found the one with the cashier. "Up for a repeat?" was the message I sent him. Several minutes later my phone buzzed and it was the cashier. "Start @1pm. 12:30 ok or after 11pm" he replied. I turned around and saw Gabriel on the couch, naked with his phone in one hand and his cock in the other. "Up for a run to the store at noon?" I asked Gabriel. "What? I can run over and get what you need now. I don't need to be at work until four" he replied. Chuckling, I said "The cashier I showed you a pic of. He starts work at one. Thought we could do a quickie with him before." Gabriel shook his head, laughing. "Kinda risky, don't you think? he replied. "A lot riskier for him. You in?" I asked. "Sure, I'll go, but I go second" Gabriel said with a devilish grin. "12:15. Bringing a friend to help u get scorpion" I texted back to the cashier. "ok gotta b careful" he texted back and I replied "we know." At noon we walked out of my building and over to the store. I laid out the plan with Gabriel on the way over and told him "make sure he sees your tattoo... he's trying to earn one." The two of us walked into the store and I grabbed a basket again. Glancing around, I didn't see him but since he wasn't on the clock yet, I didn't expect to. We got over to the cooler and looked over the ice cream selection. "Great, now I'm hungry" Gabriel said with a laugh. I heard a door close behind me and looked back to see the cashier in the hallway, standing by the bathroom door. Once he saw me nod, he went in. Just like last time, I waited a minute before taking the basket and going into the bathroom. Gabriel wandered for a couple minutes and then joined us. By the time he got there, the cashier was on his knees in the stall, sucking my dick. I heard Gabriel lock the door and then peer around the corner at us. He pulled off his shirt and then took his sweat pants off. Thankfully it was a handicapped stall and wide enough for Gabriel to stand next to me. The cashier alternated between the two of us and when my cock was fully hard I tapped his shoulder. He gave a few last bobs on my cock before letting it drop out of his mouth with a "plop." The cashier stood up, but this time I turned him inside the stall toward metal wall. He quickly spread his legs and grabbed on to the top of the cubicle wall while I moved in behind him. Gabriel took a step back and watched as I centered my cock on the cashier's hole and pushed in. Like last time, he'd lubed his hole up and was ready to get fucked. He was tight but with a little effort I slid half way in. I could hear him quietly groan as my cock squeezed it's way inside. I paused a moment before I withdrew a few inches and began to fuck. Since he was naked this time, it was a lot easier to fuck him. His legs were spread wider without his pants constraining them and I soon found out how fast I could really plow him. The cashier had his face into his arm, muffling the grunts as my cock tore deeper into his hole. A little more lube might have helped, but if you're trying to get knocked up, a drier fuck helps. The way my cock was leaking, he'd have some extra lube in there soon. I worked up to a quick pace, drilling my cock most of the way in. I wanted to hurry up so that Gabriel would have enough time to fuck and breed him too. Looking over every ten strokes or so he went from closely watching me fuck the cashier to stroking his cock to keep it hard and back. The smile on his face told me he was enjoying the show. Once I started to hear the cashier moan I knew it was time to pound him harder until I was shooting my bug into his ass. Less than a minute after I had notched the speed up, I was driving in all the way. My hips were bouncing off his sweaty ass and he was back to grunting into his arm. Another minute or two later, I slammed in and began to flood his guts with my viral seed. I leaned against his back and whispered breathlessly "One toxic breeding down, one to go." "Oh fuck yeah... knock me up" the cashier gasped quietly. I waited a few moments and then slowly pulled my cock out of his ass. He grunted as the mushroom head tugged out of his hole, leaving him empty. Gabriel waited for me to give him room and then took my place behind the cashier. He turned him around and then placed a hand on either side of his head, guiding him closer to his left pec. "I heard you want to advertise when you're knocked up... Be proud of who you've become and you better fuckin spread your seed" he told the cashier. The guy nodded back at Gabriel said "yes, sir. I will." "No fuckin' stealthin' either. Only give it to ones that want it, you hear me?" Gabriel said sternly. Once again, the guy nodded and said "yes, sir." As soon as he finished, Gabriel spun him back around, kicked his legs wider and shoved into the sloppy hole. While I had opened up the guy, I'm sure he felt every inch of Gabriel's cock slam into his sore hole. He gasped out a cry and I doubt he was ready to be speared like that. I stood back and watched Gabriel fuck him. While I knew he wasn't solely a bottom, I was surprised at how swiftly he began to drill the cashier. He had the confidence of a seasoned top. He would fuck for a bit and then shove all the way in and grind his hips against the guy's ass. Each time he would bottom out and grind, his head would tilt back, he would moan and then smile. When he was plowing, though, he had a determined look on his face. I wasn't sure if he was trying to impress me or if this was how he normally topped. Maybe the poz Gabriel fucked differently than the neg version. It didn't matter to me and was nice to see. The best part was that it looked like he was having fun. I began to get worried that we were taking too much time and someone might wonder what was going on in the bathroom. Maybe Gabriel read my mind, but soon he started to thrust faster until he began to growl quietly. The strokes had slowed way down, but I could see him spasm as he emptied his balls. With one last thrust, he fell against the cashier's back and said "Never been on meds... Hope that does it." It took a few moments for them to settle down, but Gabriel slowly pulled out of the cashier and backed away next to me. Seconds later, I saw the cashier crouched down, pulling a couple rags out of a small bag. He tossed one to each of us and then I saw him stuff a plug into his ass. "Damn, that usually is harder to get in... you guys must have really stretched me out" the cashier said with a laugh. He grabbed another towel and wiped his ass off and then nodded our way. We threw our now sticky towels to him and he put them back in the bag. I grabbed my clothes and put them back on, just like the other two. I went out the door first and Gabriel followed a minute later. We met up back in the store and picked up a few things while we were there. When we went to leave, our cashier was just opening up a lane and we went to it. "I hope you had a good shopping experience with us today" he said as we took our bags and walked out the store.

Midnight Rendezvous Monday, I expected at least an email from Marc answering a couple of the questions I'd sent. There wasn't anything on email or voicemail. "He must be really busy" I thought, remembering that I hadn't gotten a reply until Wednesday the previous week. Tuesday I worked a little longer than normal and headed home. Gabriel would be in the middle of his shift and the condo would be empty. After rummaging around the fridge, I threw something together for dinner and when I sat down at the table there was a small brown paper bag, stapled shut, sitting next to my still unopened meds. After thinking a moment, I smiled and guessed what it was but I didn't look any closer. As I took my last bite of dinner, I thought to myself "I wonder if my meds have expired?" When I had cleaned up dinner, I laid out on the couch with my phone in one hand and a glass of scotch in the other. Occasionally I'd take a hit from the pipe, but eventually the pipe was dead and I was too lazy to open the bag of weed and refill it. Then the glass was empty and I was forced to reload, so I filled both. Around eleven PM I finally spotted someone interesting on an app. He was only a few blocks away and I hadn't seen him before. There were the usual headless shots on his profile showing a nice ass, a decent cock, a furry but trimmed chest, and a bare cock going into his hairy ass. His skin was a little darker than the usual white guys in my neighborhood, but it could have been the lighting or a few trips to the now open tanning salon. There wasn't a lot of info in his profile either. He sent a couple "more recent" pics and I looked them over. A few messages later gave me enough info to want to hookup and he seemed to be up for a meet too. The new pics had a few more tattoos visible and there was a face pic too. He wasn't ugly but he wasn't going to have modeling career on his resume, either. The slightly crooked nose, poor complexion and the patchy beard didn't help, but it wouldn't matter for what I had planned. More important was his mouth and ass. A few more questions got that he was just looking to suck and fuck, nothing kinky or crazy. A classic "pump n dump" that should be over in half an hour. "Perfect" I thought. Go do him, get back in time for a shower and then wait for Gabriel to show up after his shift. "Ur poz?" was the next message from him and I replied "yeah." This was going to either take longer or just fall apart, I thought. "undetectable?" he then asked and got my "no" in response. "u pull out?" was his next question and I got a little more verbose this time telling him "no. precum just as viral as cum so no point. Feels so good fillin a guy with jizz." I expected that would be the end of it. I kept looking around at a few apps and the prospects were dwindling fast. If it had been hump day or the weekend, there would be more guys as it got later, not less. Fifteen minutes later, I got a message from the guy I'd written off. "U ever tag someone with 1 fuck?" I laughed. Apparently he was finding the pickings as bad as I was and was just as horny if not more than when we started chatting. "Yes. it can happen after 1 or might take 100" I replied. It was almost midnight when I got a reply from the guy. I had just finished off another bowl and was thinking about crashing until Gabriel got there. "This is crazy but im horny af ur profile says u do 420 can u bring some?" he asked. After getting his address, I wrapped a joint in a baggie, grabbed a lighter and my hookup phone before heading out the door. Having given my spare key to Gabriel, the new, shiny replacement went into a hiding spot in the fake plant by the elevator and I was on my way. In the past, it wouldn't matter what time it was when I hooked up. I had done my share of early morning booty calls over the years but now I had a deadline to be home by. Walking up to the address, I saw the building was a classic three-flat and I hit #3 on the intercom like he said. The name next to it said "Sanchez" and the door buzzed open a few seconds later, no asking who it was since I'm sure he didn't want to wake the neighbors with the chitchat over the intercom. I climbed the stairs and when I got up to the third floor he was standing in the doorway in just a pair of plain boxers. He looked almost like the last pics he sent, with a few more days growth on his face. I could tell he was nervous, but then most guys were usually nervous on a late night hookup with someone new, but he had something else to worry about. He looked me over, smiled at me and then I followed him inside. I pulled the baggie and lighter out of my jeans and fished the joint out. He paused in the middle of the living room and then glanced toward a bedroom and then back at me. "Smoke here or somewhere else?" I asked. "Oh god... I need that bad. I'm so fucking scared" he said. I chuckled and lit the joint, taking the first puff before passing it to him. He took a long hit and kept it in a while as he passed the joint back to me. I took a quick hit and decided he needed it more than I did. We passed it back and forth a couple more times, me taking very small hits just to keep the joint lit, until he finished it off. "Thanks, man. I needed that chill. Bedroom ok?" he asked after he exhaled all the smoke. He definitely had chilled and most of his nervous twitches were gone. I nodded and we went over to his room. Once inside he dropped his boxers and turned around. I was pulling my t-shirt over my head and when it was off I saw him on his knees in front of me, reaching toward the button and zipper. He pulled my jeans down as I pushed off my sandals and I stepped out of them. Seconds later, he pushed his face into my trunks and breathed deep a few times. "Oh fuck yeah... I hate it when a guy showers before he comes over to fuck... I want to smell a man's scent, not soap" he moaned. I laughed again, telling him "I know what ya mean." I always wanted to smell a guy's musk at a hookup and only had a couple guys who were too ripe for me to handle. It was usually something else that would turn me off like food stuck in his teeth or beard or a shitty hole. He began to lick and gnaw at my hardening cock through my underwear. After a few minutes, I slipped my thumbs under the band and pushed my trunks down. He got the hint and pulled them the rest of the way down while his tongue lapped around the end of my cock. "Fuck... that looks even better than the pics" he said a second before diving down on my now rigid cock. It was one of the more energetic blowjobs I'd had lately and between his hand, tongue and lips he really got my juices flowing. He pulled my foreskin back and licked and sucked on the head and then let it go and played with it. Cocksuckers raised on uncut cock always know what feels good. He kept one hand wrapped around the base, so he never went all the way down, but he didn't have to. My cock began to leak and I wondered if he realized he was tasting some toxic precum. It might even be the first that he'd ever tasted. I let him feast on my cock a few more minutes and then grabbed his long, wavy hair and pulled him off. "Up on the bed and show me that hungry hole" I growled. His eyes were a little glassy from the weed, but he nodded and did as I asked without hesitating. It was my turn to get on my knees as he got in the perfect position like I was sure he'd done countless times before. Kneeling, with his ass hung over the edge, his legs spread wide and his hard, long cock digging into the bedding. I spread his hairy butt apart and gazed at the tight hole. Leaning in, I gave a long lick up from his balls to his hole and heard him moan loudly. I pushed my face in and when my tongue tried to poke it inside, he was clenched tight. Lapping over his hole, I started giving him the best rim job I could. I had no idea if he was thinking more about my poz cock or my tongue. As his hole began to relax, my tongue worked its way in and I forced more and more spit inside. His hole was clean but his ass had a nice sweaty taste to it. I figured he had cleaned out a few hours ago, before he started searching online and here we were just past 12:30 am. Soon he began rocking his ass back into my tongue and that's when I tried to poke it in deeper. He groaned out "Oh... FUUUUUCK!" so I jabbed it in a few more times before slipping my finger in. He opened up faster than I expected after that and I figured that he'd forgotten about my toxic dick fucking his neg hole. Once three fingers were feeling good, I knew it was time to give my cock some pleasure. My hands pried his butt apart again as I stood up and let my cock play with the slowly closing hole. Before it got too tight, I dripped some spit down and pushed the head in. He let out several little grunts and when the head popped past the outer ring he let out a long moan. "Yeah... feels good, doesn't it?" I asked as my hips started to rock. He didn't answer me directly, but the progressively louder moans did. I didn't do anything to intentionally get him more receptive to my bug - no fingernails, no hard fucks before he was ready, no jabs into the walls of his colon. This was just a nice vanilla fuck. The timbre of his moans told me when I could go deeper. While I tapped at his inner ring several times, I never made it past. The thrusts got faster and then I eased off, never giving him less than half my length. My hands moved up to his shoulders, gripping them tightly as I fucked harder. He began panting "yeah... yeah... fuck yeah" over and over. Several minutes later I pulled him up against my chest, wrapping one arm around him as I thrust my cock into his hungry hole. My fingers found his left nipple and I pinched it tight. His hole squeezed around my shaft and I let go for a moment before doing it again. This time, he moaned out and reached back with both of his hands to grip my body. The third time, I twisted the nipple and the moan was loud and deep. His ass clamped down on my cock and my thrusts slowed way down. He whimpered a little and I realized from his breathing that he was on the edge. While I might have wanted to roll him on his back so I could look at his face when I bred him, just fucking him from behind was going to have to do. His hands were still holding me as I began to thrust faster. His chest started to heave and I once again twisted his nipple, driving him into orgasm. I saw his first rope shoot across the bed but nothing more since my own orgasm took over right after and I held my cock halfway inside his chute. The spasms from his hole as he emptied his balls milked several spurts out of my cock and I felt the warm cum surround my dick. His fingers dug into my sides as he kept shooting his cum on the bed cover. I gave a couple more thrusts before the last few shots of my cum filled him up. We both stood there motionless for a few moments as the afterglow took over. "Fuck, that was hot. That's the best fuck I've had in a couple years" he said, gasping for air. "Glad ya liked it. I know I did" I whispered in his ear, breathlessly. I pushed him down to the bed and then rolled us on our sides, leaving my dick inside him. Both of us were sweaty and glued together. A couple minutes later I asked "So, was that your first fuck with a poz guy?" I felt him gasp lightly and it took a moment before he replied "I've been fucked by a bunch of undetectable guys, but you were the first one not on meds." "You can go get pep in the next day or two... or just see what happens. Depends on how risky you like it" I said. He nodded and just laid there another minute. I saw the alarm clock next to the bed and said "Crap. I gotta get home." I pulled my now flaccid cock out of his hole and rolled to the edge of the bed. I tugged on my shorts and jeans and then pulled my tee over my head. He was looking back at me with a goofy grin. "Hope we can meet up again. That was really fun" he said before he crawled off the bed and stood next to me. With his boxers on and my sandals back on my feet, he led me to the door and I made the short walk home. I figured that he was in a gambling mood at the moment but that would probably change in the morning. "Hey, Deshawn. Has Gabriel come in yet?" I asked the doorman. "No, sir. Not since I started at midnight. I'd have noticed that fine lookin' man if he came by" he replied. I chuckled and then hurried back to my condo. Walking in the door, I thought "No time to shower before he gets home." A second later I asked myself "Home? Where the hell did that come from?" I sat down on the couch and lit the last remnants in the pipe just as the door opened. I got up and gave Gabriel a tight hug. "I smell another guy on you..." he said as he took a step back after the end of the hug. I knew I was busted and wasn't sure what to say when he added "Was he fun?" and grinned back at me.

Coming Out Wednesday morning I got a call from Marc. He was back in his office and had been catching up on work in addition to getting his dripping dick taken care of. "It comes with the territory, I guess. I just wish it hadn't killed our play time in San Francisco. We were like nuns, just visiting the tourist things and eating. We even had to change underwear a couple times a day since they got really crusty" Marc told me. It had been two weeks since their visit to the bathhouse and I expected that he and his partner would start feeling the effects of all of those potent loads very soon. "Was it just you or did Sebastian also have issues?" I asked innocently. "Both of us got it and the doctor put us on an aggressive treatment. I think Sebastian had a hard time not being a little pig in San Francisco. He begged me a few times to get a quick hookup, but I told him that it would be too risky to pass the STD on" Marc explained. I wondered if that attitude would change after they converted. "Sebastian was feeling a little tired and ached this morning so I don't know if that was a reaction to the medication or just exhaustion from the trip. We did walk a lot while sightseeing" Marc said. We took care of the work issues and the call ended almost two hours later. The rest of the week Gabriel shadowed other waitstaff but also had to fill in just about every other position. Friday, I sent a few messages to Marc early in the day, but never got a response. My own task list was long and I didn't have any time to think about it until I got home and relaxed on the sofa. I didn't see Gabriel until early Saturday morning when he showed up at my place after his Friday night shift and he looked really tired. He stripped, showered and crawled into bed. Pulling him close to me, I kissed the back of his shoulder and before I could go any further he was sleeping. Chuckling, I gave him a hug and then faded out too. He slept in and I had breakfast cooked and waiting for him when he finally got up around ten AM. Just after noon we were back in bed, but this time sleep wasn't on the menu. My balls were full from several days without sex. I should have given Chase another dose on Thursday just to drain the tanks, but I knew I needed to move on. Hopefully Z would remember what I told him after he came down from his high. I was probably rougher with Gabriel than normal, but I needed to work off a week's worth of built up testosterone and he seemed to like me tossing him around. We fucked in almost every position possible and by the time he had to get ready for work, my balls were empty. Sunday I knew he had to get to work by four but I hoped that we could do something other than just fuck in my condo. Apparently I wasn't the only one to think that. Shortly after we woke, he rolled over on his side and was looking at me, smiling. I could tell he was thinking about something but I just waited for him to say it. "Remember when I asked you about your ideal spontaneous bathhouse visit?" he asked, his smile turning into a devious grin. "Yeah?" I replied, not sure where this was heading. "Well..." he started and then paused. "I've never... been with a guy that... fucks around with as many guys as you" he said. I nodded back at him, wondering if this was the point where he said he'd had enough. "Um... did you really mean it when you said you wanted a partner that did the same?" he asked a few moments later. I swallowed hard and replied "Uhh... you asked about my ideal partner and that was part of it, yeah. Why?" He seemed to ignore my question and kept going "Do you like seeing your partner with other guys? Or... do you think we should fuck around separately?" he asked. This was an easy question to answer and I immediately replied "I like sharing a guy with others. Remember the dark room at the baths the last time? I let a couple other guys have fun with you too. I hoped you liked it as much as I did. But... I don't think that a partner should only have sex when I'm around. It's hot knowing he might be hooking up with someone at any time." He chuckled and said "yeah, that was hot. I've never been ok with guys I've been with fooling around with others at the same time. But... you're different. You're so afraid of being in a relationship that its easy for me to accept you fucking other guys. It's just sex to you and the last thing you want is getting attached to them." I nodded, trying to ignore the fact that he considered us partners. "So... speaking of Steam... want to go over there for a few hours and have some fun?" I wasn't sure if he just wanted a change of venue or truly change it up. "Maybe... what's your plan?" I asked. "We could fuck a bit or maybe you want to watch guys fuck me. The sling looked like fun. I was only in one once before at a friend's party in California. This time, though... If I fuck a guy, I get to choose him. OK?" he said, the grin getting more devilish. It was something I didn't really expect. From our discussions he had been a pretty vanilla guy in the past and I thought he just ignored my indiscretions to stay in my orbit. "You know, you're probably going to get a lot of attention once guys see your new tattoo. You might have a few chasers begging you to do em... and some guys making some pretty rude comments too" I told him. "Yeah, I know. I want to see what the reaction is going to be. I wasn't ready when we were at the leather bar and I didn't want to embarrass you in front of your co-workers. Sorry that it came out right before I left that I was poz" he responded. "Don't worry about that. I was just happy you talked about it so... easily. Not much was said about it after you left. They were more interested in the back room" I replied. He smiled back "You need to show it to me sometime. I bet you know your way around a place like that. Maybe get your friends to join us. Omar was really hot. Too bad I can't fuck him" he said and the smile disappeared. "Why? Omar is vers from what I heard. He's Tim's friend, though. I met him when you did" I replied. "Why??? Really? Do you really not care about the other guy's status?" he asked incredulously. "I already told you I don't. I might tell before I fuck them in a place like that since I have a reputation there. Maybe you have the right idea by displaying your status so there's no doubt. Oh... and it doesn't matter with Omar. He's poz" I said. Shocked would be an understatement of his expression. "What? He's so young" Gabriel said. "Tim too. Now you know a couple more poz guys to play with if you want to... uh... serosort" I said. He grinned and I could see he now had Omar back in his sights. I kinda wondered if he wanted to be a cumdump for them or fuck both of them silly. Or both. "So... Are you going to join me over at Steam today? I can only spend a couple hours there before I need to get ready for work" he said, rolling out of bed and heading to the bathroom. We walked over to the bathhouse and went in. I didn't get a room this time since it sounded like Gabriel was looking for public play. He got several looks in the locker room when he took his shirt off and even more as we wandered around. While no one said anything directly to him, I heard several approving comments like "fuck that tat's sweet", "that ink makes him even hotter" and "looks fresh, I hope he's still toxic" which made me happy that he wasn't getting grief for displaying his status. My vanity took a big hit, though, since most of the guys were looking at him and ignoring me. When we walked into the upstairs playroom, the sling was empty. A few guys were using the benches but most were just wanking while they checked out the other guys. I heard a couple guys quietly say "oh... fuck yeah" as we walked in and I wasn't totally sure why. We still had our towels around our waist, so they didn't know how hung we were. Maybe they were making assumptions based on our color or because we were a couple really good looking guys or maybe they saw Gabriel's tat in the dim light. I kind of got my answer when Gabriel climbed into the sling. "Fuck", "Crap" and "Damn" were a few of the words so they must have seen the biohazard tat and were hoping he was going to fuck a few of them. I thought "I guess it does pay to advertise" as I raised Gabriel's feet into the straps. I threw both of our towels over the top of the sling frame and just looking at him lay there made my dick hard. I handed him a bottle of poppers and he looked at me, shaking his head. "That shit just gives me a headache" he said and I took them back. Looking back over our fucks, I realized that other than some alcohol or weed, we had never used anything else to assist our fucking. No lube either, other than spit and precum. "An organic fuck" I chuckled to myself as I knelt down and began to rim his ass. I was only down there a minute or two but we seemed to be drawing a crowd. When I stood up there were guys at all four corners of the sling, all with their dicks in their hands. Adding some spit to my hand, I slicked up my shaft and pulled him to me. With my cock at his hole I looked down and grinned before thrusting my hips in. Gabriel grunted but relaxed and let me inside. Tugging on his legs, he started to sway and while I slipped out of his hole on the first few swings, I never had a problem getting back in. Deeper and deeper my cock went each cycle. "Oh yeah", "fuck that cunt" and "loosen him up for the rest of us" were the comments coming from the guys around us. Looking around, the guys were the usual crowd from the bathhouse. Most were probably bottoms hoping to take Gabriel's place and a few of the others were hoping for the chance to fuck him. As we fucked, I was checking out the guys, trying to figure out which were worthy of fucking him. I realized that I had never been concerned about who was the next guy to fuck anyone. I preferred to think that it didn't matter and it was time to look for my next hole. The sounds of the chains and Gabriel's body slapping into me got louder as I began to tug harder on his thighs. The crowd grew a little bit the longer we fucked. Sometimes a guy would stroke too hard, shoot his load and leave, but he was replaced by someone almost immediately. I felt two guys behind me and could sense they were pretty big. I looked back to my left and all I saw was chest and neck. He was a good eight inches taller than me and the guy next to him was just a bit shorter. Next, I glanced over my right shoulder to get a better look and the guy was a little smaller, but not by much. Both were muscular and dark, but unlike a lot of guys their size, they gave me room to work. "Ya like fuckin that poz hole?" Gabriel said, grinning back at me. I watched a couple guys leave, but there were still almost a dozen still around us. The big guys behind me didn't seem to move an inch. I was shocked he would say something like that. After our first fuck, I'd always avoided any poz talk. After a few moments, I suspected that Gabriel was trying to chase away anyone that didn't want to fuck a cum filled poz hole. "Yeah, it's fuckin' sweet" I growled back and started to fuck harder. "Good... cuz I need a recharge" Gabriel growled back, almost like a command. Tugging him back hard, I planted my cock in deep and ground my hips on his ass before shoving him away. My cock came free of his hole with a plop and then I speared back in. Doing it a second time, I felt my body start to quiver. "You want my hot load in there?" I snarled back at Gabriel. "Fuck yeah!" he yelled out and with one more plunge into his ravaged hole I started to shoot. Holding his legs tight, spurts of cum pumped into his ass and my body twitched. "Yeah! Breed his ass", "Flood that poz hole!" and "Knock him up good" were a few of the comments I heard while I drained my balls. There were others but they were just noise as I looked down at Gabriel. He had that big grin on his face that I loved to see. I gave his ass another stroke or two and slowly backed away. Just as the head was about to pull out, I heard a deep voice from behind me ask "Can I fuck him next?" I turned my head and saw the taller muscle guy behind me give me a smile. I glanced back at Gabriel to see if he was ok with it and when I saw the nod I said "Yeah, give him a good ride." In all of the times I had fucked a guy in a sling like that, I couldn't remember hearing a guy ask the previous top permission to fuck the bottom. It was a classy move that I appreciated. Seconds later, we had swapped spots and he was sliding into Gabriel's sloppy hole. "Ahhh, fuck yeah" came out of both of their mouths at the same time. The big guy's cock was about my size, and Gabriel took it easily. He fucked for about ten minutes before he unloaded his cum inside Gabriel. "Thanks. You're a great fuck" the guy told Gabriel before turning his head towards me. "Thanks for sharing him. My bug's got some kick so I hope he really wanted a recharge" he said to me. I nodded and said "mmmhmm, mine too." The guy's friend asked me if it was ok to fuck Gabriel and I said "It's his choice, not mine." The guy smiled and nodded waiting for his friend to pull out. Once Gabriel gave him the nod, he pushed in and let out a loud, deep moan. When his friend started to fuck, the big guy whispered in my ear "Any time you want to drop a load, my ass is yours." He gave me a wink and I grinned back at him, nodding. As the friend started to fuck, I backed away into the shadows, leaving Gabriel to have fun without me playing traffic cop. Wandering around, I found a few guys in rooms needing some dick and I gave them all a quick fuck. The gym bunny that was my age whimpered and whined if I gave him more than half of my dick and the early twenties twink was so wired I felt like he was going to bolt out the door at any second. The last guy, a chubby daddy in his sixties was by far the best fuck. I'm sure the first two attracted a lot more guys but left every top disappointed. The daddy didn't disappoint. He worked his ass around my cock and moaned just enough to let me know that he liked it without going over the top. Having fucked him longer than the twink and gym dude combined, I thrust in and dumped a few shots of cum into his hungry hole. "Ohhh, fuck yeah. Thank you... I needed that" the daddy said. "Thank you. Hope to see you next time" I told the daddy as I left in search of Gabriel. He wasn't in the sling, since it was now occupied by a guy I'd seen there many times before. Several of us had nicknamed him "The Sling Hog." No one was trying to fuck him and I didn't see Gabriel anywhere in the room. Eventually I found him in the sauna fucking a guy kneeling on one of the benches. Quietly, I moved closer and then stopped, chuckling to myself. The guy on his knees was Chase and Gabriel was fucking him hard. I heard him say something and then Chase replying loudly "Yes, sir" a few times. I went over to the other side and sat on the bench, barely being able to see them fuck through the steam. When I heard Gabriel growl out, I knew he'd just added his DNA to Chase's well-bred ass. I watched him walk out the door a minute later and followed him out before Chase could see me. I caught up to him in the hall and we headed downstairs to the locker room showers. "How'd you like Chase's ass?" I asked as we started cleaning off. "Greedy mother, isn't he. He saw me in the hall and asked about the tat and if I was undetectable. When I told him 'no', he just about dragged me into the sauna to fuck him. You fucked him before?" Gabriel asked. "Yeah, he's taken a lot of my seed. Not sure why he's not knocked up yet" I replied, as I turned off the shower. Gabriel turned off the water and then began to dry himself off before we went to the locker room. "Maybe he is. A guy I knew in Cali was poz for about three years before he found out. He left a trail of guys he infected all over the state thinking he was neg" Gabriel said. I laughed and said "That would suck for him, I think he's really looking forward to the flu" as we got to our locker. "Stupid fuck. That was the worst two weeks of my life" Gabriel replied, as he started putting his clothes on.

Chinese Buffet Chase sent me a message on Tuesday asking if we were going to meet up that night, but I told him work was crazy and I was too busy. I didn't have the heart to tell him I was getting bored with our fucks. It was time for me to go back to my three and done plan that had served me so well for many years. Well, I would do that for most guys. There was one I was going to keep seeing. It had been four weeks since my first fuck with Chase and hopefully he'd be feeling the effects of my bug any day now. He'd now gotten seven loads from me and I assumed he had gotten bred by some other guys. Tuesday was also Gabriel's training day at the restaurant. The restaurant was closed on Monday and Tuesday, but apparently Tuesday was training and cleaning day. He sent numerous messages through the day until he got there and then it was complete radio silence. He had worked in several restaurants in his life, working his way up, so he knew what to expect. My phone rang just about nine PM and I took a glance at who would be calling me then. I hoped it wasn't Gabriel telling me that the job didn't work out. Instead, it was Dragonboy and I heard him giggle briefly before saying "Hi." It had been a while since I'd heard from him or his cousin, other than a few texts. "Do you have a little time to join us?" he asked, giggling again after. There were a couple voices in the background but the only part I could understand was their laughing. I assumed it was his cousin and maybe one or two others. "I don't have a lot of time... Why?" I asked, trying to give myself an excuse to say 'no'. "We have that guy down here that you connected us with and he doesn't believe that we could take your... cock" he said, giggling again. I laughed and remembered my last visit with Chase. "Uh... do you want me to tell him? I can do that over the phone without coming all the way down there" I said. "No... I think you should prove it. Just a few strokes in each of us so he can see we are not lying. Please?" he asked, almost begging. I'm pretty sure I heard a moan in the background but I was more concerned about not getting involved with them for the rest of the night. I must have waited too long to reply since he then whispered into the phone "I think you should fuck him too... he has a lot of cum in him... we all do." This was pretty complicated since I'd already told Chase I was too busy to fuck him this week and now Dragonboy wanted me to fuck Chase's roommate. I didn't even know if Dragonboy and his cousin had told him they were poz. In the end, my little head told my mouth to say "I'll be down in fifteen" right before I hung up. I cleaned up and changed from my work clothes into some basketball shorts, a jock, tank top and sandals. With my phone and keys in my hand, I headed down the stairs. When I reached the fourth floor landing, I looked around until I spotted the camera and waved. A few seconds after my tap on his door, Dragonboy opened it completely naked. The skunky smoke that poured out of his condo told me why they were laughing so much. I walked in and followed him to the bedroom where I found his cousin standing next to the bed, passing a pipe over to Z who was next to him. Z took a big hit and then grinned over at me. Both of them were naked and their glassy eyes told me they were just as baked as Dragonboy was. Dragonboy took the pipe and emptied the spent remains on a plate that was covered in fully used weed. He reloaded it and passed the pipe and lighter to me. I hate being the only sober one in the room, so I took the pipe and lit the bowl before taking a long hit. It was some decent stuff and I passed it back to Dragonboy who finished off the rest of it. I glanced toward the bed and Z had a goofy grin on his face looking back at me. I looked closer and saw the fresh outline on his arm, marking out the first step of a full sleeve tattoo. Apparently Dragonboy was rubbing off on him in at least one way. Walking over to Z, I told him "No word to Chase about seeing me tonight, OK? I told him I was busy and the only reason I'm here is because I'm only a few floors away and this is going to be quick." He nodded and laughed "He thinks I am at the library." I laughed too and pulled my tank over my head. My sandals were next and I started a little pile when I added my shorts and jock. Now, all of us were naked and I saw Z staring at my cock. The cousin was licking his lips and Dragonboy came next to me and wrapped his hand around my mostly flaccid cock. I moved a little closer to the bed with Dragonboy in tow. "Z, come over and suck me." His eyes got big but he slowly came near and dropped to his knees. "Z?" Dragonboy whispered to me, looking confused. "No clue what his real name is, that's what his roommate called him" I whispered back. Z began to lick and suck on the tip of my cock, before he began playing with my foreskin like a pro. The more he worked it, the more my cock stiffened until it was almost at full length. He pulled back and looked up at me with a worried look on his face. "I... I... I can't" he said. I smiled back at him and said calmly "I don't expect you to deep throat it. You saw how Chase struggled by being too eager. Just take it as deep as you can and use your tongue. Don't be scared of it." I looked over and the cousin was nodding, as was Dragonboy. With Dragonboy's hand around the base, he had less cock to work with anyway. Now that the bar was set much lower than he thought, he did a fine job getting my cock fully hard and slick with spit. The gentle squeezes from Dragonboy didn't hurt either, at least until he let go once Z got further down my shaft. Z seemed to really like having my cock lay on his face as he gave my balls a tongue bath. After about five minutes of him working on my dick, I looked back and forth to Dragonboy and his cousin and asked "OK, who's first?" Both began grinning and and I nodded toward the bed. They stood at the side of the bed and were so wasted they didn't seem to know whether to lay on their back, get on their knees or just lay on their stomach. I thought about it a moment, laughing quietly at their confused state and said "on your knees... at the edge... I think he can see it better that way." Z was back to sucking on the last three inches of my cock and I placed my hands on either side of his head and slowly pulled him off. He gave out a little whimper as the tip passed his lips and looked back up at me to see if I approved. It was a submissive vibe I hadn't gotten from him before and I could see him in the back room of The Saddle being a good pozzed up sub for a few friends and I. I nodded down at him and smiled before I softly said "Good job, boy." His expression told me he had just realized there was a new kink that he needed to explore. "Get on the bed, between them and face me" I told Z, this time intentionally leaving out the word "boy." Not having gotten a real response as to who was first, I decided it was my choice. Dragonboy was on the left and I approached him, reaching out and sliding my finger into his cum-slick hole. I heard him giggle when he felt my finger go in and it was obvious he had been fucked a while before I got there. Two fingers went in easily and finally I got some tightness with three. A few twists later, I removed them. When I reached out to feed Z my cum covered fingers, he shook his head "no." "One step at a time" I told myself. Moving a between Dragonboy's spread legs, I used my hand to line my cock up, pressing it between his butt cheeks until it rested on his pucker. Z came a bit closer and was staring down at the sight of my cock about to enter Dragonboy's hole. My hands were now on his hips and without a word, I slowly pressed in. It took a few seconds but then Dragonboy groaned as my cock broke past the outer ring and I gave him a moment to adjust. Z gasped and his eyes got much bigger as he fixed his gaze on my cock and Dragonboy's ass. When the groan became a moan, I knew he was ready and slid deeper into his warm, wet tunnel. "Oh my god" Z said quietly as I got more than half of my cock inside Dragonboy. I wasn't sure I'd ever penetrated him this slowly, but I was doing it to give Z a show. I paused and Dragonboy moaned out "Fuck me... please... I've missed this so much." I chuckled because I had also missed feeling his ass around my cock. His newly poz ass. Pulling back until the head was just inside him, I started to rock my hips and giving him half strokes. Z seemed to be focused on how much of my cock was sliding in and out. After a minute, my strokes got longer until I was plowing him most of the way. I didn't bottom out, but it was now plain to see that Dragonboy could easily take my cock. It felt really good and I loved churning up the loads in his ass. I could almost have kept going until I bred him but I still had one or hopefully two more holes to fuck. I let out a grunt and held my cock in him as deep as I had fucked him. Z's jaw dropped as he saw I still had a little more cock left. "Fuck... Chase took all of it?" he asked. Chuckling I said "Yeah... eventually. These two have as well." I slowly pulled my cock free of Dragonboy's hole and moved to my right. My cock had a nice coating of cum on it and I saw Dragonboy's hole gape. Skipping my fingers this time, I just pushed into the cousin's hole. Z was staring at the penetration just like he had with Dragonboy. The cousin was a little more eager and pushed his ass back, forcing my cock another inch past his ring. I wasn't sure if he was showing off or not but after a few seconds he didn't wait for me to start driving into him. He fucked himself, taking me deeper much faster than I had with Dragonboy. In a couple minutes we were fucking into each other, giving him most of my cock. He suddenly shoved back hard and I was now planted as deep as I could go and he let out a sultry moan. The cousin gave a few squeezes with his outer ring and I used that as my cue to resume fucking him. This time, it was a full stroke fuck. My hands moved to his shoulders and I pulled him up until his arms were extended. Z moved around to watch me plow the cousin's hole balls deep. I did this for a few minutes before I pushed the cousin's shoulders back down and yanked my cock from his battered hole. He rolled over on his back and looked back at me with a huge grin. I knew he wanted more, and probably my load too, but I had one more hole I wanted to sample. "Looks like it's now your turn" I said to Z and he froze. Several seconds later he shook his head "no" and Dragonboy said something to him. I had no idea what he said, but you could tell from the tone that he was telling him to follow orders. He probably needed a few hits from the pipe at that point so when I spotted the little brown bottle I grabbed it and handed it to him. He huffed a few times on each side and assumed his position between Dragonboy and the cousin. I gave his ass a gentle rub, trying to calm him down, but Z was still gasping and clenching. I worked one finger into his hole and when he got used to that I added a second. There was a nice slick feeling inside of him and I was sure he had at least two loads of toxic seed inside there. He began to relax as I twisted the pair around until I knew he was ready for three. I heard him hit the poppers again and then looked to the side to see Dragonboy with his phone out, recording the event. My cock was still covered in the cum that was in the cousin's ass and probably some from Dragonboy's too. I had spent several minutes working my fingers in his ass when I decided he was ready. He gasped when I pulled my fingers free and then cried out "Oh fuck!" when I had my cock at his hole. One hand was spreading his butt apart and then I added some spit to the tip of my cock. "Relax... you can do this..." I said softly as my hand moved up and rested on his lower back, pushing down slightly to get a good arch. My other hand held his hips and I pressed in. He was much tighter than either Dragonboy or his cousin, but I suspected he was also a lot less experienced. It took a quite a few nudges and several encouragements from the three of us but I eventually breached his hole. Z groaned out a long "fuuuuck" and then panted a few moments. When his body was no longer tense, I began short little strokes that slowly drove my cock in deeper. I had no delusions that I'd be able to give him every inch of my cock but he got used to my girth quicker than I expected. The words from both Dragonboy and his cousin allowed me to move into a proper thrust. Once I made it to half strokes I went a little deeper and while the groans coming from Z got a little more strained he took it like a champ. Pulling him up like I had with the cousin, I plowed his sloppy hole. A couple minutes later, I pulled him up against my chest. My hips kept rolling, filling him with cock and then coming almost out. I whispered in his ear "See... you can take it. Just remember what I said earlier. No word to Chase or Tyler." He nodded his head and then I pushed him back down to the bed and into the classic doggy position. He tried to rock back to meet my thrusts but soon started to cry out when the pain became too much. I knew my cock was battering his guts and giving many new ways for our bug to get inside him. I didn't know if he knew how toxic the three of us were or if he even cared. The roommates were all different in many ways. I knew Chase got off knowing he was taking toxic loads and that Tyler was trying the "bareback with people I trust to stay neg" route. But Z's attitude was unknown to me. My thrusts got faster and I could feel my orgasm start to rise. With my breathing getting haggard, Dragonboy leaned in and whispered "Breed his ass." That's what I did. Five or six strong pulses of my jizz mixed with the loads he got earlier. The growl that came out of my mouth was loud and long and half way through I felt Z's hole spasm around my cock as he dumped his load onto the bed. Both of us were breathing hard and I stood there with my cock planted six or seven inches into his hole. A minute later, I slowly pulled my dick out of his ravaged ass. Z groaned the entire time and then let out a yelp when the head of my cock came out. We sat around afterward for a little while, passing the pipe around and getting the buzz back. When there was a lull in the conversation I told Z "I guess you broke your 'Asians only' rule tonight. He snickered and asked "There's not even a little bit of Asian blood in you?" "Yeah, a little... at least. A bit of just about everything" I replied. "I'm good then" he said, laughing.

The mods have made it brutally clear to anyone that has tried to cross the line(s) that you can't. You get bitch slapped 7 ways to Sunday and sent to your corner for 2 weeks (or more). That's what I got for 2 paragraphs of str8ish sex in a story with HUNDREDs of paragraphs of gay sex in the Backroom Fiction area. I guess I was supposed to put one chapter out of 100 in a different forum than the others (and confuse all of the readers). They have chosen their containers and you will not, even briefly, go outside them. Gay people get straight sex shoved in their faces everywhere in the offline world, but apparently are too fragile to see it here.

Who's on the Menu "Now that restaurants are open again, let's go out to dinner on Friday" I texted Gabriel on Thursday morning. "Not in budget unless we hit dollar menu. Sorry" he replied a little while later. "Im buying" I sent back right away. "ok. I got a coupon 4 chicken if u need" was his reply. I smiled and knew it was working out just as I had hoped. "wear ur sunday best. going to nice place" I sent him Friday morning. I picked him up on Friday evening and he looked really good. Well, the uber picked him up. He almost looked as good dressed up as he did naked. "You're lookin' good. Got a hot date?" I asked, grinning. "Yeah he is, but I don't know why I had to dress up to go to the drive-thru" Gabriel shot back. "I gotta feed you so you're strong enough for a good workout later" I replied. The driver glanced back and shook his head, probably hoping I wouldn't start fucking Gabriel in the back seat. "What??? Here?" he asked as the uber pulled up to Sal's Mediterranean Grill. It was one of my favorite places and had earned rave reviews for years. Finally it was open again and I was eager to enjoy another meal there. I knew the manager, Andrew, and I hoped that most of the old wait staff was still there. Andrew was happy to hear from me and took my reservation even though he said they were at capacity. We went in and were ushered to a table in a side room and Gabriel looked at me curiously. "They were full, but since I know the manager they squeezed us in" I explained. We sat down and one of the waiters came over to take our drink order and deliver some water. "Good to see you again. Thank you for coming back after this interesting time" he said to me and then "Welcome, it's good to see new faces too" to Gabriel. I could see the staff was running around more frantically than in the past. I definitely knew they didn't have as many customers as pre-covid but even between the limited number of tables allowed they were short staffed. Gabriel and I sipped our wine and waited for the food to arrive. When we had finished the main course, Andrew stopped by the table. "I hope everything was acceptable" he said in that distinctive Jamaican accent. "Delicious as always, Andrew. Thank you" I said. Gabriel smiled and agreed. "Is this the sexy man you were telling me about?" Andrew asked. "Yes it is" I replied. "Ah, very nice. You have excellent taste, Craig" Andrew said before changing focus and looking straight at me. "Could you give me a few minutes, please? They have something for you to try at the bar" he asked. "Of course" I said, pushing my chair back and getting up. Gabriel gave me a concerned look, but I just smiled back at him and gave him a reassuring nod. As I walked to the bar, Andrew sat down at one of the other chairs at the table and began to talk to Gabriel. I should have warned him, but I knew he would just get nervous. They had a very nice glass of wine waiting for me at the bar and it was good to see Diego bartending like the old days. I'd look back every few minutes, hoping that Gabriel hadn't run off, but the two kept talking. When both of them sat back in their chairs and I could see smiles on both of their faces, I knew it was going well. Andrew pulled his phone out and called someone, the call only lasted a minute or so but his head kept nodding through the call. My glass was suddenly refilled, and Diego gave me a wink. "It's a new wine on the menu. The boss thought you would like it" he told me. I nodded my approval and then made my regular glance back at the table. Several minutes later, when he saw me look over, Andrew motioned for me to come back to the table. I said goodbye to Diego and took my glass with me. "See you on Tuesday" Andrew said to Gabriel as I got there. He turned to me and said "Thank you, I think this will be great for all of us" before walking away. I sat down and looked over at Gabriel. His face had a stunned look on it which slowly turned to a smile. "You set me up for an interview at one of the best restaurants in the city?" he asked after a long pause. "You got dinner too. I hope you don't mind, but I thought you were ready to add this craziness to your life" I said. "Oh my god, no... I'm just... amazed. I have to make it through training next week, but this will be just like my last job in San Francisco. He even knew my old boss and called him for a reference" Gabriel said. "I guess it was a good one" I asked, grinning back to him. "Mmhmm" he replied just as the waiter came up, delivering two coffees and a large piece of chocolate cake. "I didn't order cake, Tony" I said, looking surprised since I had never had an order mistake in that restaurant. "Compliments of the house. It's good to see old friends again and to meet new co-workers too" he explained. Turning to Gabriel he said "I look forward to working with you. I understand you come highly recommended and should fit in here well." We finished up and headed back to my place. Once inside, the clothes came off and we laid down on the bed. While my dating experience was pretty limited, I knew that we were too stuffed and drunk to even think about sex. We spooned and he really felt good in my arms, but I wondered how long this was going to last. In the morning, I made up for the lack of sex the night before. From the moment he stirred around eight until we made it into the shower just past noon we were fucking. He liked to stare out of the windows as he knelt on the couch while I fucked him. "Too bad no one can see us. I bet we look hot" he said just before I shot another load into his ass. We went back into the bedroom for a break and then he crawled on top of me and rode me. It wasn't a position that I fucked in much, since I like to be in control. I found out he liked to be in control sometimes too. We'd lounge for a few hours and then one of us would attack the other and we'd fuck again. The loads Saturday evening were pretty meager, but my cock was having no problem staying hard. Sunday morning we woke and started all over again. We were pretty ripe by then but neither one of us minded. It just added another dimension to the sex until Sunday night we ended up in the shower. Waking up Monday morning with someone else in bed was a new experience for me. I had to get to work but there was a sexy body in my bed and my cock wanted to play. I took a shower and then opened the laptop to see what waited for me. My morning coffee break was a lot more fun than normal, but we were rudely interrupted mid-fuck by a phone call. I called them back a few minutes later after depositing my load into Gabriel's well used ass and apologized and explained I was in the restroom. After getting a call from his mom wondering if he was ever coming home, Gabriel left after lunch. My afternoon was a lot more productive but not nearly as enjoyable.

It's A Good Hurt There was more than just a friendship with Gabriel, but I just didn't want to admit it. I kept telling myself it was a "Friends with Benefits" thing, but the more we talked the closer we got. Even so, I wasn't about to give up random casual sex. I hooked up with Chase again Tuesday night and both of his roommates were there. "Thank you for introducing me to the two cousins. We had a lot of fun Sunday night and I am going over there again this weekend" the Asian guy said to me after I walked in the door. I chuckled and replied "You're welcome. I usually don't hook guys up, but from Chase's comments you sounded like a match. Uh... they can get a little wild... say something if they go past your limits." Chase and I headed back to his room and he partly closed the door behind us. "You should have seen the look on Z's face when he got home Sunday night. Those guys must have fucked his brains out. He still had his post-fuck high when I crashed. Even this morning... he looked really happy" Chase said while taking his clothes off. I laughed again and said "I hope Z? knows what he's getting into" as I slipped out of my shoes and running gear, briefly wondering what 'Z' stood for. I moved toward the bed and he had just turned around to face me. I could tell he was about to say something, but I reached out with both hands and shoved him back on the bed. I may have used a little more force than I intended, but it worked out well since his legs spread on either side of my body and rose high enough for me to grab them and push them back. Chase wasn't a limber guy, so I couldn't fold his legs all the way back like some guys, but he bent far enough. I hadn't even given him a chance to suck my dick or any other type of foreplay. He was just laying there ready to get fucked with my hard cock pointing straight toward his hole. His face showed some fear, so I didn't think Tyler had lubed him up for me this time. I looked over and the lube and condoms that were always on the table were gone, replaced by a steel plug. I dripped a few gobs of spit down, the first hitting his balls and running down across his taint. The next two covered the head of my cock. He winced and groaned as I pushed in and it obviously wasn't enough. While he showed he was in some pain, he didn't cry out for me to stop or pull out. Once I had gotten a couple inches in, I showed a little mercy and pulled out. Crouching down, I kept his legs spread wide and spit a few more gobs of saliva into the red throbbing hole. Adding a some spit to my cock, I slowly pushed in again. This time it went in easier but he was still pretty tight and dry. Chase's eyes were glued on me and would dart back and forth between my face and my hips. My cock slowly plowed deeper and as it did Chase's whimpers got more strained. When I stopped, I was right at the next barrier and it gave him a chance to get a few deep breaths in, waiting for my next move. I knew with the lack of lube and slow descent I'd already made sure that his hole was prepped for my next dose. With the precum that was starting to flow, it started to feel a little wetter around my head, so I pulled back and started to fuck. The short strokes deep inside him got a bit longer each time and after about five minutes he was taking three quarter strokes and the whimpers had changed to moans. His cock was rubbing against my stomach and when I looked down it was hard as a rock and drooling pre over both of us. I wondered if it had some of my bug swimming in it yet, but I figured he would have told me if he had gotten sick even for a day or two. "Damn... I can't believe he can take that thing" I heard over my shoulder from Z. I gave a hard thrust and rammed into Chase's inner ring, but not through. "FUCK!" Chase yelled out. I chuckled and said "You should try it sometime." "No... I'd be too scared" Z said before I heard him walk away. Turning my attention back to Chase, I began to plow him again, tapping at the barrier but not breaking through. It wasn't a matter of not being able to, I was just waiting for the right time. By this time, his hole was wet enough that I could slide in and out much easier. I pulled completely out and shoved back in, once again tapping him deep. He got a few more rounds of that and when I went for one more I looked down and there was a red stain on the bed below his hole. "Fertile" I said under my breath and began to pound him. These strokes weren't fast but they had some force behind them and Chase began to gasp with each one. After about ten, I began to give him my entire cock and I broke through a half dozen thrusts later. He tried to yell out "fuck!" with some of the thrusts, but barely got the whole word out before it became gibberish. I would shove deep every few thrusts until my balls were tight and tingly. Chase could tell I was close and grunted out "Please" before he threw his head back and closed his eyes. Dragging my cock almost all the way out, I shoved half way in before my cock erupted. His guts were showered with my seed and after the first few spurts I slowly pushed deeper until the last couple shots were deep inside him. We were both breathing heavy and when I looked down I saw his face was covered in cum. There were a few streaks of cum on his chest but most had hit his face. I wondered if he had swallowed any, since his mouth was still agape. My balls were now empty and when my breathing was back to normal, I backed away, letting his legs back down. "Fuck... that was wild. You really wrecked my ass that time. I won't be takin' any dick or toys for a few days" he said. I chuckled and asked "Too rough for ya?" He paused and I could tell he wanted to say yes, but was afraid I wouldn't fuck him again. "Nah... just gonna need some time to recover before anyone can fuck me again. I should be fine by Saturday" he said. I smiled and saw he'd left a couple old towels next to the bed to clean up with. I used one and I left a dark stain on it. He was always well prepared for our fucks so I knew it wasn't shit. "Yeah, looks like I really did a number on your ass. My dick is kinda sore too" I said as I bent over and grabbed my clothes. As I stood up, he was wiping his ass with the other towel and then looked at the red marks on it. A long drawn out "Fuck..." was all he said. I walked out of his room and he followed me to the front door. "Yeah... no way I could handle a fucking like that" Z said. "Give me five minutes and I'll open you up and it'll feel really good inside you" I said before I walked out the door. I knew it would never happen but sometimes fucking with a guy's mind is almost as good as his ass. -- The stack of questions I had for Marc about the project had gotten pretty big. I knew he and Sebastian were going to San Francisco for vacation after LA, but I didn't know what their exact schedule was. I texted him "Hope ur having fun. Let me know when you get back to the office. I have many questions." I didn't expect a response until the following Monday, but I was a little curious to see how they were doing. A few hours later I got a text from Marc. "We are ok. Not having as much fun as with you and your friends. We both have discharge from penis. May have been from guy we met on Sunday before meetings. Hope we didn't share it with your friends, but pls warn them" was his message. My eyes rolled and I thought "Just wait another week or two." Slowly, a smile grew over my face and I figured the flu wouldn't be a total surprise to them, now. "Sorry to hear. U need info for clinic there?" I texted back. "No thanks. will go to doc @ home. no sex until then" he replied. -- That evening I was on the phone with Gabriel and I finally asked him how the appointment at the clinic went. "I was surprised that you went over to the clinic so soon. I would have gone with if you needed support" I told him. There was a pause and I sensed he didn't want to talk about it. "No, it's something I needed to do and I know you're busy with work" he said softly. "Don't worry about that, if you need to talk, just call. Or visit the clinic, I'll make time. Did it go ok? I hope they didn't harass you about waiting so long after your diagnosis" I said. "It went fine. They were really nice and understood my situation. I wasn't sure what to expect from the tests, but they seem to be about what they were when I was in the hospital. I guess that's a good thing..." he replied. "Mind if I ask what they are?" I asked, wondering if I was getting too personal. He laughed and said "I guess since you're my primary sex partner you should know... Just under 200 thousand viral and a little over 800 for the other one." "Those sound pretty good. No one else really needs to know... Tell who you want and choose how much info you want to give them. Like the guys at the bathhouse... Some want an anon load and don't care what your status is. Others get off knowing you're giving them poz spunk or they're getting to fuck a poz guy. Most of the time, the details aren't really important" I said. "Yeah... I'm kinda figuring that out now" he replied.

Souvenirs! When I got to work Thursday, I spent a lot of time dealing with all of the new crap I needed to do after three days of meetings. A lot of those decisions that I marveled at getting made meant a lot of extra things were now on my plate. Even though I was busy, I kept checking my phone to see if I had any messages from Tim or Marc. My boss poked his head in around ten AM and said "Looking a lot better than you did yesterday morning. It must have been an early night. Any word from Marc?" "Thanks, I think... No word yet from him. I didn't go out with them last night. The place they wanted to go to is not somewhere I'd go with co-workers. Someone else took them there" I replied. My boss raised his eyebrows but thankfully didn't ask for details. Finally around eleven in the morning I got a text from Tim. "Just left hotel" which was followed by "they took us back 2 room after bh" and then "we fukd til they left 4 airport slept a bit 2." I felt my heart race, knowing that they probably had taken several charged loads. I wasn't sure I wanted to know, so I just replied "damn. u were bz. every1 have fun?" "hell yah they luvd dark room" he replied and then "they aint as careful as they said in bar not close" and then "they tried 2 uz rubber but broke lol." I took a deep breath and replied "u tamper w/them?" "not me I know guys who uz needles on free ones there so they always brk" he sent back. I rolled my eyes since I knew guys who took safety pins to hookups to poke holes in condoms if a guy insists on a safe fuck. I wasn't sure when Tim said needles what kind he meant but I suspected syringes, so there might have been a bonus fluid on the condoms. I texted him back "k. with that many guys fkin them, they won't know who got em if they pz." A minute later he responded "M 8 lodz S 11 @ BH. M fukd a few 2" I shook my head and asked "total or +" and regretted it almost immediately. "+ they got a few more - O and I only fukd em in hotel each got 3 more" he answered. I knew more than I cared to and hoped there wasn't going to be a shitstorm at work in a few weeks. A few minutes later he added "M wntd u to fk him bad I told him u were gr8 fk but I hurt 4 days after u did me he said he might have to fly u there lol." "If he's poz, I would do him" I said to myself. Right away I laughed about the word "if" and knew it should be "when". I liked that Tim had watched out for Marc and Sebastian, but I knew it wasn't just to make sure that nothing got too crazy. Knowing him, he was directing poz guys to fuck them and planning out when he would get his chance. "u ever do train? hard but fun with 4" he sent and I replied "lol yeah." I imagined the four of them back at the hotel all lined up, Sebastian in the front and Tim at the back. Three was easy to do, four was way harder. Tim sent another message a couple minutes later "ur bug is goin 2 anothr continent" and I just shook my head. About twenty minutes later I got another message from Tim. "Whats deal wit u n gabe?" "What u mean? hes a friend" I replied, wondering myself what it was. "looks like more" he sent back a few minutes later followed by "u poz him?" "No" I replied, hoping that he'd use that as my response to both questions" -- Late in the afternoon I took a break and dug the receipt out of my wallet. My gut told me I'd waited too long but my dick said to give it a shot. "Hi. U said you could help me out a week ago when I checked out in ur line" I texted the number on the receipt. I figured I had a one in four chance of getting a response but you can't win if you don't play. About a half hour later I got a reply "refresh my memory what u look like?" I chuckled and realized I wasn't the only one he used that line on. "Mixed guy 6' muscled bald beard wore blue nike tank and jeans" I replied. A minute later I got his answer back. "Mr bulge Hope it didnt last over 4 hrs see a doc then ;)" it said. I laughed out loud and I'm sure my co-workers were wondering what was so funny. "no got it drained a little later. been a slow week. thot u cud give me some help today" I replied. "after evening rush ok have brk @7" he sent back. I smiled and figured this would be another quick fuck. I could meet at 7 PM, be out of there by 7:15 and home just after 7:30 unless I did some shopping. Plenty of time before the call I'd probably get from Gabriel at nine. "OK. where?" I asked. "restroom by frozn food meet by icecream" he replied. I doubt that I was going to be the first fuck he got there and I wouldn't be the last. Not a word was said about what we would do - stroke, suck, fuck, or talk about the weather. Nothing was said about bringing condoms either, which was a good sign. I had lube and some slightly stale poppers in my bag but if we fucked, and I hoped we would, it was going to be bare. I worked late on some of my extra tasks and headed off toward home. Going left out of the train station instead of my usual right, I made it over to the store just after seven. I saw him at the register and he nodded back as I grabbed a basket and went in search of ice cream. I stood there looking over at the myriad of flavors and brands for a few minutes when I heard someone walk by and say "Rocky Road is my favorite" and then go down the hallway behind me. I turned and saw it was my blond cashier, so I waited a minute and followed him down the hall. There were three doors to choose from and the ones marked "Emergency Exit" and "Employees Only" probably weren't the one I wanted. Setting the basket down, I went into the unisex bathroom and locked the door. "This one has a divider wall in case someone comes in. The other bathroom is wide open" he said with a smile. "Yeah, I know. And the lock on that one isn't very good either" I replied. I could see him putting a few things together and watched him start to say something and stop. "You... Did you... The two frat guys? Oh fuck yeah!" he then stammered out. His face had a huge grin on it and it got bigger the closer I got. "What do you mean?" I asked, trying to sound innocent. I thought he might be talking about my last bathroom hookup in the store but figured it was better to keep quiet about it. He winked at me as he reached down and loosened my belt and unbuttoned my pants. "Oh... we had a couple college guys that looked all clean and wholesome who kept coming in and fucking in the other bathroom. We knew what they did 'cause they smelled of cum when they came out giggling like schoolgirls. Then one day they came out of the bathroom and weren't giggling. They were panicked and said they got raped in there. But their stories didn't match and kept changing so the cops just told them to stop wasting their time and go away" he said. By the time he finished he was on his knees and my pants were around my ankles. He buried his face in my trunks, breathing in my musk. Slowly, he pulled down my underwear and moaned as my cock was let free. "Fuck... that's nice" he said. His tongue bathed the entire length of my hardening shaft before it moved underneath and he sucked on each ball. The way that he rested each one on his tongue a moment before sucking it into his mouth made me wonder if he was weighing them. There was no need for him to worry, they were full. Next, he started sucking on my cock, taking a little bit at a time and working his way down. He knew what he was doing and the way his lips and tongue worked over my dick felt damn good. But this had to be a quickie and he didn't seem to want to just swallow my load. With my cock nice and slick with spit, he stood up and turned to his left. A couple seconds later, his pants and shorts were down and his uniform tee pulled over his head. My hand rubbed over his slightly hairy butt and then along the crevice. His hole felt a little slippery but I thought it was more oily than spermy. He could sense the way my fingers were probing and said "I did a quick clean and lube before it got busy." This was definitely not the first time he had done this and now I was wondering just how many "came" before me. It didn't really matter, since I will fuck sluts as well as the not-as-experienced. The sluts just tend to be more fun. I just hoped I wasn't wasting my load on a poz or prep slut. My cock was stiff and ready to slide in. With no mention of condoms, I spread his butt and pushed my cock to his hole. It took a little work, but I got the head in and paused. "Oh fuck yeah... go in deeper..." he moaned out quietly. His hands were braced on the outside of the stall divider and his legs were spread as wide as his uniform pants would allow. If anyone had come in, we were just as exposed as my fuck in the other restroom. "You want it deeper?" I snarled quietly in his ear as I wrapped my arm around his chest. Without waiting for a reply, my hips thrust forward, going in half way. He grunted, but didn't complain. Pulling back slightly I then gave another good shove, driving in most of the way. This grunt was louder and more strained than the first but he didn't say anything more. His squirming told me how much he was hurting. I liked fucks like this, where a bottom was willing to do anything to get the fuck and load. He was panting as we stood there and a moment later he groaned out "oh... my... fucking... god... gimme a second." My cock was leaking inside him as we stood there almost motionless. I wasn't going to wait too long, but I didn't mind feeling his body spasm around my cock. "Just relax... I'm almost all the way in... slow breaths..." I said softly to him. Once again, I pulled back but this time plowed my cock in to the base. My pubes were plastered against his sweaty ass and my balls swung into his. He let out a big gasp and I could sense he was about to scream. My other hand covered his mouth as he stifled a yell. My shirt was soaking up the sweat that seemed to be pouring off his back. When he calmed down a little, I started to rock my hips. Every third or fourth plunge, I'd drive back through his inner ring and he'd let out a yelp into my hand. My strokes got faster since I knew we didn't have much time. My hand came off his mouth and soon the little gasps turned to moans. My hands moved to his shoulders and I grasped them tightly on each side of his neck. The thrusts slowed down and then sped up as he moaned out "oh god... oh fuck yeah... yeah... fuck that ass..." and then a louder "Yes!" when I'd shove in deep and grind my hips on his butt. I knew I needed to cum soon, either before we got caught or before he had to be back at work, but it felt so good plowing him. Changing to firm, three quarter length strokes I kept drilling his ass. Another minute or two and I felt my balls start to tighten and my cock swell. He let out a low groan as I gave him a few more thrusts before I flooded his guts with a big charged load. His moan harmonized with my lower moan as the last few spurts shot out. It was my turn to pant as we stood there rooted. Slowly my cock softened and I let go of him and backed away. I reached down and grabbed my phone from my pants and was about to take a picture of his ass. Before I could, he spun around and dropped back to his knees to lick my cock clean. It was a little hurried but quite effective. The cashier looked up at me smiling as he licked his lips clean of any remaining cum. I took a pic of him sitting there and smiled. "Just for my personal collection" I said. Pulling him to his feet, we both yanked up our shorts and pants, grinning at each other as we finished dressing. "You know, those college guys came back but they don't fuck in the bathroom any more. They each have little scorpion tattoos on their wrists which look really out of place on them but hot at the same time. Rumor has it that they got pozzed that day" he said, checking his hair in the mirror. I picked up my backpack and unlocked the door. "Hopefully I'll earn my scorpion tattoo some day" he said quietly as I opened the door. "Be careful of what you wish for... it might come true" I said over my shoulder as I walked out into the hall.

A Thing or Two to Do "He'll be ok. He just needs to get through the medical stuff" I said. "He's lucky to have a friend like you, Craig. I know many people who have abandoned friends who became positive. They are scared and think that just being near them they can become infected" Marc said. I nodded and said "Gay men shouldn't be so ignorant about things that can affect them" pausing a moment to try and direct the conversation away from people's status. "Anyway... Tim is going to be your tour guide tomorrow night. As it turns out, I have a couple things I need to get done tomorrow night, so I couldn't join you anyway" I added. Tim and Omar smiled and Sebastian seemed overjoyed. "A couple things or a couple guys?" Tim asked with grin. Everyone had a laugh, including me. We talked a while longer and when Sebastian said he needed to take another leak, Marc was ushering him back to the bathroom. The three of us chuckled, wondering if Sebastian wanted to go get fucked some more or truly needed to pee. We all talked a little until they came back about fifteen minutes later. "You weren't joking about the show in there. I had to protect my boy or he would have become part of it. Several asked me if they could fuck him" Marc said, sounding surprised at the amount of sex going on in there. "I expect things like that in a bathhouse, not in a bar restroom" he added a few seconds later. "I guess you don't want to see the back room then" I said with a chuckle. A chorus of "Back room?" came from each one. "I thought all bars like this had a back room. Go take a look and I'll hold the table. Just go all the way back and there is a curtain that separates the main bar and the play area. I watched the two pairs make their way through the bar. I sipped on my beer, feeling the buzz telling me that I should be heading home soon since I needed to be in the office early the next morning. Marc and Sebastian were the first two to come back. It had been more than twenty minutes since they left so they were either watching some of the other guys or playing on their own. "Very nice space. You could have fun in there for hours" Marc said, with Sebastian nodding. "Did you try any of the equipment out?" I asked. "Just one. Unfortunately we did not bring any cuffs or toys with us or we would be there for a long time" Marc replied. "Your friends were making do. It was hot to watch them fuck. I thought earlier that they were both passive, but Tim was fucking his friend hard" he added. "You're never sure what side of him you will see. He's very versatile" I said. Several minutes later, Tim and Omar came back laughing. "Thanks for the refill" Omar said to Tim as they sat down. "You'll never guess who I saw back there?" Tim asked me. "Uh... Carlos? I saw him earlier and bought him a drink" I replied with a smirk. "Yeah... He was really working a guy over" Tim said. "Did it bring back memories?" I asked, chuckling. "Mmhmm" he said. We talked a bit more, with Tim and Marc agreeing to meet at Marc's hotel the next evening. "We'll dance at a club and then hit the bathhouse once its got a good crowd. It'll be fun" Tim said as he put his shirt back on. We all did the same and Sebastian put his jeans on too. It was a shame to see him cover up that hot ass but I wondered how he'd explain his cum filled ass to his partner. With Marc and Sebastian safely in a cab, the three of us headed back to the train. Tim and I got off at our stop and walked back to the building. "Just be cool with these guys and don't out my status. I have to work with Marc and I don't want to deal with a mess in a few weeks at work" I said to Tim as we got to our building. "Yeah, I know. But Seb is a real slut. He begged to get bred in the bathroom. When a guy wrapped the tee around his face so he couldn't see who was fucking him, I couldn't refuse. He's got a talented ass" Tim said. We said "Hi" to the doorman who chuckled as we walked by. "Uh... Is Omar in the club?" I asked as we waited for the elevator. "Oh yeah. Just got his first test and he's really potent. Over half a million. I guess I still have the touch" Tim said once we got into the elevator. I shook my head but was still grinning when I asked "How many are you up to?" We got to my floor and the doors opened. As I walked off the elevator he said "He was number seventeen." -- Wednesday's meetings went quickly. It was nice to actually get a lot of things done and not just listen to boring presentations all day. I was surprised that people were willing to make decisions rather than "go back and talk about it." I caught Marc looking at me several times, each time with a smile. I wasn't sure if it was that he was enjoying the meeting, remembering the night before or anticipating the bathhouse. I was worried about what Tim might do, but both Marc and Sebastian were adults and can say "no" if they want. Chase was one of the "things" I wanted to do that night. I'd fucked him once more on Sunday, but again he didn't have a lot of time so it had been a quick breeding. 23 minutes from walking into the building and walking out. I hadn't gotten as physical as I had the time before and he hadn't made a comment about it, good or bad. Tuesday night we spent a lot more time. With neither of his roommates around, we got very vocal. He was the first to make a comment, but hearing him beg for "a big poz dick to wreck his hole" got me into it. We got rough and I tossed him around, flipping him from missionary to doggy to flat on the bed to against the wall. When I got close, I flipped him on his back. My cock slid back into the wide open hole with little resistance. The next several jabs went from all the way out to balls deep. Each time he'd shout out a drawn out, deep "FUCK!" I planted my cock in him and then grunted "You're fucked now" as my cock swelled and then began to pulse. With a few days rest, my balls were full and the shots didn't seem to end. Once I'd pumped three spurts in deep, I pulled back until my cock was half way in and let the rest of the my load coat his chute. Rolling over, exhausted, I laid on my back next to him, gasping for a minute. He sat up and got on his knees. Chase looked over at me and smiled before leaning forward and licking my cock. This was the first time he'd sucked me after I'd bred him and I could tell it wasn't something he had done much of. He sucked a little too hard on the head of my dick which was still a pretty sensitive. When he heard me cry out, he backed off and worked a little lower on the the sides and bottom of my cock. Once he'd ran out of cum on my cock to lick, he searched for more. My balls got cleaned next and then the base of my cock. The moans from my mouth told him how good it felt and by the time he'd finished he took one last lick over the exposed head and piss slit. Laying on his side next to me we both dozed off for a few minutes. When I woke, I climbed off the bed which woke Chase up too. I rolled him on his back and pushed my stiff cock back into him. Staring at his face I growled "You won't be shooting blanks much longer" and began to pound him. He started to stroke himself, keeping the same rhythm that I had. "Fuck yeah... do it... breed that neg hole... knock me up just like you wanted to do to that guy at the baths" he said as he stroked harder and harder. My thrusts got harder and harder too. I briefly thought of RJ and how Chase would soon be joining him in the club. While my first load that night took over an hour to get delivered, the second one took less than fifteen minutes. As soon as he started to shoot, I did too. His load puddled mostly in the hair between his pecs and mine mixed with my first load in his fertile hole. I stood there for a minute, my dick slowly softening in his ass. He looked up at me and said quietly "in the drawer... plug... please?" I reached over and rummaged around a few seconds before I found it and a few more seconds later it was locked in his ass. I smiled and then pulled him to his feet. "Shower?" I asked and he nodded. Not much was said as we cleaned off under the weak spray of water. We dried off and went back to his room. As I was getting dressed, he laid on the bed naked and watched me. "Fuck, that was so hot. Had a few firsts for me..." he said. When he didn't fill in what they were, I curiously asked. "Yeah, what?" "Licking a dick that had just bred me for one... begging to get pozzed was another... having the guy that bred me put a plug in... usually I do it after he leaves" he said, sounding a little embarrassed. "Just like I told your roommate, don't be shy trying new things. There's not much I don't like and if someone comes up with something I'll give it a shot. Unless it means I get fucked, then it's not going to happen" I said with a chuckle.

Restroom Fun "It depends on what you are wearing underneath. Underwear, is probably a no. Nothing is also not allowed. Jockstrap is ok" I said. He nodded and took his jeans off, revealing a leather jockstrap that framed his ass nicely. He made a full 360 turn, modeling it for us. A few minutes later I saw a guy walk in and was happy he decided to come. I waved him over and introduced him to the group. "Gabriel, this is my co-worker Marc and his partner Sebastian. Guys, this is my friend Gabriel" I said. Gabriel left his tee on and while it was one for a famous leather store in San Francisco, he had no gear on other than some boots. Boots that were almost identical to the ones I had on. I got him a beer and when I came back the three of them were talking and I hoped it wasn't about me. We chatted for a while, looking around the room and admiring the wide range of guys. We kept getting interrupted as several guys came over to say "hi" to me, all making comments about how good it was to be out and mingling again. "You seem to know a lot of people here. You must have something they all want" Marc said. Gabriel looked over, concerned, but then relaxed when I replied "I have been coming here since I was in university so I have known many of them for years. Some are just friends, some I have done bondage play with. Only a couple were sex partners and that was years ago." About that time, Tim showed up with a friend of his. I spotted him, but before I could wave he saw me and came over to the table. With the introductions, we found out Tim's friend was Omar and I got refills for the beers. By the time I got back from the bar, Tim and Omar had their shirts off and tucked into their jeans. I could see Marc trying to figure out Tim's tattoo, but then got distracted with the new drink and his hand groping his partner. The conversation now got complicated. It really became two or three conversations but everyone seemed to be having a good time. Tim looked good in the tight jeans and a thin strapped harness, but it was more for show than anything else. One good tug on it and I'm sure I'd have just a fistful of broken straps in my hand. I later found out it was his dad's and I suspected Tim would be out shopping for his own after seeing many different ones that night that were much more functional. Gabriel and I went for the next round and Tim said he'd make sure that Sebastian made it to the bathroom ok. I gave them directions and Tim, Omar and Sebastian went off in search of a piss. "I'll hold the table" Marc said, looking a little worried. I ordered the six beers for us and then asked the bartender "What's Carlos drinking tonight?" Of course it was an expensive Scotch, but I got him one anyway. "I'll deliver it" I told the bartender. He gave us a tray to hold the pints and Gabriel lifted the heavy tray like it was second nature and didn't spill a drop. I walked over to the end of the bar with Gabriel in tow. I walked up to Carlos and handed the glass of scotch to him. "Thank you officer for all you do to keep us fags safe" I said, smiling. He stood up, took the glass and set it down on the bar next to his almost empty one. "Craig, you stud. How have you been? Since I haven't seen you, you must be keeping out of trouble" he said, being much more friendly than most of our encounters. I looked him over and he looked the same as when we were in his basement months ago. I looked to his side and there was a college aged guy kneeling on the floor in only a stained white jockstrap and plain black collar. A leash draped from his neck up to Carlos' hand. "Another rescue? The Animal Control Department is going to start complaining that you're taking all of the strays" I said. "No, this is just a boy that was looking for a Master. I have two rescues at home, now. Unfortunately, since they come from different gangs, I have to keep them caged separately or they'll kill each other" he said. "Shame, I always thought that Juan needed a playmate" I said with a grin. Glancing back at Gabriel I said "I need to get these drinks over to my friends before they get too warm. Let me know if you need my services again to mark your new rescue or maybe even this one" looking down to the floor. "Juan took care of the other rescue. It was quite a sight to watch. But, I'll keep that in mind if this one stays much longer. It's good to have them marked to show ownership. I see you have a new one too. He is a big improvement over Tim... much sexier. Just as toxic, I imagine" he said with a wink to Gabriel. We got back to the table and Marc was still sitting alone, scoping out the crowd and obviously concerned where his partner was. Gabriel set the glasses down, making sure they ended up in the right spots. "Let me go check the bathroom. I know it gets backed up when the place gets busy" I said as I turned and left Gabriel with Marc. Wandering to the back, I saw that there was a line to get into the bathroom. Saying "Just looking for someone" I was able to jump the line and go inside where I spotted the cause of the wait. Both stalls were occupied with guys fucking. There were only 2 of the five urinals being used to piss and a guy was using one of the sinks to empty his bladder. The first three urinals were taken by bottoms leaning against the wall getting their asses pounded. That's where I found them. Tim was standing back, watching his friend fuck Sebastian. "Some guy tossed that tee over Seb's head and pushed him to the wall. He fucked him good and then his buddy took over. Another guy finished his piss and then just slid right into Seb. I jumped in so another guy didn't" Tim told me as he watched Omar drill Sebastian. I'm sure that was close to what happened but Tim was not Sebastian's savior if Omar was now fucking him. I heard grunting from Omar and I knew he was about to add his probably viral load into Sebastian's ass. When he pulled his cock out, I moved in next, which seemed an unpopular move to some of the guys that were waiting their turn. I hooked my finger into the back ring on Sebastian's collar and leaned in. "Back away from the urinal, wipe your ass with the T-shirt and we're going back to the table. I'll keep quiet if you want me to" I said sternly into his ear. He nodded and I tugged backward on the collar. He did as he was told, dropping the t-shirt on the floor as we made our way out of the crowded room. Who knows if that urinal got used as a fuck or a piss station after we left, but Marc was relieved when he saw us coming back. "They sure seemed to like watching all of the fucking that was going on in there. No wonder there was a line" I said when we got back to the table. Both Tim and Omar had big smiles on their faces. Sebastian looked a little nervous and I saw some cum drip down his leg. We all talked a little more and then Gabriel said "I hate to go, but I have an early doctor's appointment in the morning." "I hope it's nothing serious" Marc said. "Just some tests to see how viral I am" he said unemotionally. Everyone at the table looked shocked at his comment. Tim looked at me, obviously wondering if he was Gabriel's bug brother. "Viral?" Sebastian asked. "Yeah, I have HIV and I'm seeing a new doctor about treatment" Gabriel replied, just as frank as with his prior comment. Part of me was proud that he could finally talk about it without breaking down, but I was also worried that he was now numb to it. I was surprised, though, that he hadn't mentioned that he had made an appointment. "Oh, I'm sorry. Good luck tomorrow" Marc said. Gabriel seemed to ignore Marc's comment as he took a last swig of his beer and headed to the door. As soon as he was gone, Mark turned to Sebastian and said "See, that's why we are so careful."

Another that got too long and I split it in 2. No sex, just story in this part. Sorry. ------------- The Out of Towners On Friday, my boss had given me a heads up to reserve my evenings the next week since we had a guy from the Euro office coming in most of the week. "Dinner on Monday and if they don't have plans, take him on a lake cruise or out for drinks Tuesday and Wednesday" he said. It had been a fun but crazy weekend with Gabriel but when he left Sunday afternoon I knew I needed to rest up for the week. Monday morning I showed up at the office dressed better than normal and unsure of what was going to happen. No one made a comment about the earrings, but I still felt self conscious about them. I knew we had meetings all day, but hopefully I'd be able to escape dinner by eight. I didn't have any plans, I just hated those social work things. My boss introduced me to the guest, Marc, and just as we grabbed coffee and a pastry, the meeting started. The morning went quick and when we broke for lunch I went to recycle four cups of coffee. As I came out of the restroom, Marc was standing there. "Can I ask you a personal question, Craig?" I never like questions like this. "Oh... maybe, I like to keep my personal life private, but you can ask" I said with a grin. "I heard you are gay. Is it true?" he asked. I took a deep breath and replied "My sex life is separate from my work life. It never interferes in my ability to do my job" I said coldly. "No, no. I didn't mean it that way. My partner joined me on this trip and I was hoping you could tell me some gay places we should see while we are in the city" he replied, smiling. I laughed at my misreading of the question. Sometimes a grammatically correct sentence doesn't truly impart the intended meaning. "Oh, I'm sorry. I took it the wrong way. Uh... there are lots of things that gay people do in the city. Museums, the zoo, beaches... shopping, of course" I said. The look on his face told me I should think of more exciting places. "Or, for nightlife we have dance clubs, drag bars, regular gay bars, leather bars, bathhouses... almost anything. What kinds of places were you looking for?" I asked. His eyes lit up with my second set of suggestions. While he looked a little older than me, he was in good shape and I could see him in almost all of those places. "Those sound more interesting. Let me text my partner and see what he wants" Marc said. "Tonight we have dinner planned and I think I heard you are flying to LA on Thursday. Two nights doesn't give you much time to experience it all. You should pick two and spend the evening exploring one each night" I said to him. He nodded and I got a message from my boss saying that lunch was ready. We finished up the day and the three of us walked over to one of the nicer restaurants near the office. Waiting outside, looking around impatiently, was a young guy in his early 20s. Blond, slender and a little shorter than me. He was dressed well and as soon as we got close, Marc ran up to him and hugged him, placing a kiss on each cheek. A few people looked at them but as soon as the flurry of French came out of their mouths they carried on. My boss and I were introduced to Sebastian and we went inside to be seated. I had never really talked to my boss about being gay, we kept our conversations strictly about work. Most everyone in the office knew, but I just never made a point to say anything about it. Not like the straight guys that would sit in the lunchroom bragging about the latest women they'd screwed. But, here we were, three gay guys and one straight guy talking about almost anything. We heard about how Marc and Sebastian met, how long they'd been together, trips they had taken, and more. "Do you have a partner, Craig?" Marc asked. My boss looked over, seemingly more interested in this than anything else. "No, I don't. I really don't do well in relationships. I much prefer Mr. Last Night than having a boyfriend" I replied, using the same line I usually used when asked this question before. Everyone laughed but as soon as I said it, Gabriel's face flashed in front of me. We had finished off the third bottle of wine when my boss made his apologies for having to leave to get back to his wife. The three of us stuck around and finished off a fourth bottle of wine and dessert. With only us queers at the table, the conversation got a little more lively. "You really keep your sex life and work life separate?" Marc asked. "I only broke that rule once and it got me fired from my first job" I said. "This sounds interesting" Sebastian said, suddenly being more talkative. "It was simple. I like to play around and he wanted a faithful husband. When he found out I was fucking several other guys, he dumped me and made up a few lies to get me fired" I explained. They were nodding, but I wasn't sure if they had been in that situation before or just could relate to it. "Gay men are not meant to be monogamous. Sebastian has many lovers, as do I. Sometimes we even get them together. It's a much better way" Marc stated. I nodded, agreeing to an extent but still not wanting to get locked into a relationship. "So, have you decided what types of places to go on your free evenings? I can give you some suggestions if you want" I said, trying to steer the conversation away from relationships. Sebastian got excited again and both of them leaned in. "We don't know what places you usually go to but we hoped you would take us to a leather bar tomorrow. Then... the bath house on Wednesday. I wish we had more time, but next week we are spending four days in San Francisco so we will have some fun there too" Sebastian said enthusiastically. I thought about it a moment and I didn't have a problem taking them to a leather bar, since that was mostly a social event. Some drinking, take a look at the guys and figure out which were real and which were posers. Maybe even toy with some of the college guys that always showed up. I would just avoid playing in the bathroom or back room. The bathhouse was off limits. The last thing I wanted was to run into RJ who was screaming about how I pozzed him in front of my co-workers. Another reason sex and work should not get mixed together. "Yeah, we can hit the leather bar tomorrow. I think it's the night you don't need gear, which makes it easier for you two" I said. "Oh, we brought some of our leather clothes" Marc said with a grin. "As far as the bathhouse, I just don't feel comfortable going there with people from work. It's a rule I just won't break. Besides, all you need to know is where it is. They all are pretty similar" I said, taking the last sip of wine from my glass. They looked disappointed and I hated being an ass since they seemed to be good guys. After a few minutes I said "Let me see if any of my friends will show it to you." They both smiled and we toasted our empty glasses to the next few nights of adventure. Once I got home, I texted Tim "Got any leather?" I got a reply from him a while later "wtf?" "guy from work in from out of town. Wants to hit a cpl gay spots while here" I replied. "ok we gonna tag him?" he replied. "I wont. leather bar just social meet on tues. thought you could show him the bath wed" I texted back, crossing my fingers. "why dont u take him 2 bath?" Tim asked. "Too much gossip @work if I do. Bar ok, baths cud make trbl for me" I answered. "He hot?" Tim replied about ten minutes later. "mid 30s, good bod with twink partner ur age" I sent back. "partner?" he asked and I replied "they r open." "U want me to poz em?" Tim then asked. This was a question I didn't really want to be involved in. "I dont want to know if u guys do anything. Im setting up a tour. no more" I texted back. "but u asked me and u know I like 2 fuck - guys" he texted, obviously digging to see my intent for the guys. "no clue if they are + or -. maybe u can find out at leather bar ;)" I said. I was being honest there, it hadn't come up and I didn't care since I wouldn't be fucking them. If they flew back home with a few souvenirs, it wasn't going to be my fault. A few more messages later and Tim agreed to meet at 9 over at The Saddle. Marc, Sebastian and I hit a pub near work to get dinner and then I headed home. I gave them the address and set up an uber to take them from their hotel to the south end of the gayborhood. When I got home I showered and laid out a few outfits trying to figure out how far to go. Jeans, tee, boots and cuffs seemed to be the safe call. The tee would probably be off before we even got in the door. I laid out a few more combos of stuff i had and settled on leather pants and boots, my favorite harness covered by a tee until I got there. I got a few looks heading to the train and even more as I got off and walked the four blocks to The Saddle. The place had started out as a country and western bar but soon found the gay leather community taking over. Even after the owners sold out, the name and crowd stayed the same and occasionally some naive cowboys would walk in and have the surprise of their life. Many ran out, but some stayed and found a new type of bronco to ride bareback. I stood out front, waiting for Marc and Sebastian to show up. Their uber pulled up a couple minutes later and I looked them over. Marc had a muscular upper body that was bulging under the tight t-shirt and harness. A large tribal tattoo was visible on his left arm below the sleeve of his tee and there was a partial sleeve on his right arm. No wonder he had worn a dark, long sleeve dress shirt at work. Marc wore leather pants, similar to mine and much chunkier boots. Sebastian appeared dressed more for a straight bar, wearing jeans, a tee and some canvas sneakers. The only thing that wasn't vanilla was the thick leather collar around his neck. We said hi and I ushered them to the doorway and walked in. It was decent crowd and I glanced around the room, looking for a spot for four or six. After we sat down, I pulled my tee shirt off and tucked it in my back pocket. The other two also pulled off their tees. Sebastian pulled out a canvas bag and stuffed their shirts in. I handed mine over and headed to the bar. I ordered based on what we had at the pub earlier for dinner. A couple light lagers and a hoppy ale for me. While waiting for the pints to get poured I looked around and saw several familiar faces. One in particular was a pleasant surprise. As I walked back to the table, I noticed Marc had a huge back tattoo with a medieval theme in addition to the ink on his arms. It was quite a contrast to Sebastian's un-inked body. I dropped off the pints and Sebastian leaned in over the table. "Can I take my pants off here?" he asked.

Is This a Date? Friday I stopped at the store after work to get a few last things for dinner that night. There was no sign of the blond cashier from last time and I hoped it was his day off. When I got home, I changed out of my work clothes into a jock, running shorts and a pair of flipflops. I got part way through getting dinner ready when the phone rang from the doorman. I had him send Gabriel up and soon there was a knock at the door. "Oh, I didn't realize it was beachwear night" he said, before laughing. "Get your ass in here and get naked" I replied, taking the gym bag he was carrying and putting it in the bedroom. I went back to cooking and suddenly had a naked body standing behind me. "Ahh, that's better. I like something hot to look at while I cook" I said. I bent over to put put the pan in the oven and I felt two hands on my hips and Gabriel grinding on my ass. "Watch it..." I said, adding a few moments later "That's not really a bottom move." "No, but you looked so hot bent over like that. I couldn't resist. Besides, I haven't always been a total bottom" he replied, with a slight grin. It didn't really register until several minutes later since I was more concerned about getting dinner cooked perfectly. While I was waiting for the last few things to finish, I turned around and leaned back against the counter. I pulled him in for a deep kiss and when it ended, I said "So, tell me more. What made you decide to only bottom? Is it just because you're poz now?" The smile on his face disappeared and I regretted asking. "It's ok. Don't worry. It hits everyone differently. Uh... did you used to top a lot?" I said. He looked back at me and nodded. It took several seconds for him to regain his composure. "I've always preferred to bottom, but you know how it is. There's never enough tops. If I liked a guy enough or found him sexy I would either flip or top him. But once I got infected... I just couldn't even think about fucking another guy" he said. We had a good dinner and finished off a couple bottles of wine before moving to the couch. I lit a joint and after my first hit, I passed it to him. He inhaled like a pro and grinned back at me after exhaling the smoke in my face, which I breathed in. "Damn, I haven't smoked since I moved back. I've really missed that feeling" he said. We finished off the joint and then headed to the bedroom. We were both pretty wasted and in no shape to fuck. We were naked in bed, spooning, and my dick just laid there barely hard. It didn't matter, we were sound asleep in a few minutes anyway. When we woke in the morning, I saw him staring at me. I could see him thinking and after a few minutes he asked "What do you think would make your perfect partner?" I choked, really not wanting this type of conversation until I'd at least had some coffee, after a few drinks or never. "I dunno... someone who doesn't mind me fucking around on the side and does the same. A guy I can trust... Someone that won't get jealous of the other guys I fuck. A guy that trusts me. Someone that can be spontaneous and do something crazy at the drop of a hat. Someone that pushes me to try things, but doesn't want to mold me into someone else" I said. I knew it wasn't an exhaustive list but to be honest I really had avoided thinking about it. "Yeah, you didn't really strike me as the monogamous type. What kind of spontaneous things?" he asked. "Hmmm. Just flying off and spending the weekend someplace I've never been. Having sex in an exotic location. Leaving a pile of laundry and going over to the bathhouse and having fun with random people" I said. "I knew you had a high sex drive but it's really part of everything you think about, isn't it?" he said. It wasn't a question I answered right away, so he then asked "In this hypothetical run to the bathhouse, are you with your partner or not?" "We go there together... but then I could see it go several ways. Having fun together, having fun together with other people or each finding other people there. I'm an exhibitionist and like people watching me, whether it's sex, bondage or just fooling around. I love to help a guy explore his sexuality and have him help me" I replied. "Interesting... Do you think this mythical man exists somewhere in the world?" he asked with a grin on his face. "I don't really think so. I tried to find him when I was younger and guys said they were ok with me fucking around, but it always became an issue. I hated getting close to someone and then having it fall apart. I'm not an easy guy to get along with for more than a few hours" I said. "I guess" Gabriel said. We laid there for a while and he broke the silence with "My tattoo appointment is at two this afternoon. Want to skip doing your laundry today and spend a few hours before my appointment over at Steam?" A smile grew over my face and I rolled over to face him saying "Are you trying to prove to me that you're the guy I gave up looking for?" "I think you're just afraid to find that guy" he said before getting out of bed and heading to the bathroom. We got cleaned up and made it over to the bathhouse just before eleven. I was a little nervous about running into RJ but we got a room and wandered around. "If you find someone you want to take to the room, just go. I prefer the public play areas" I told him, but he stayed near me most of the time. We ended up in the dark room and I fucked him as soon as we found a spot. He seemed to tense up when a guy started feeding him his cock but when I rubbed his back he began to get into it. I felt a guy next to me and slowly fucked Gabriel for another minute before letting the new guy take over. I moved over to a chubby college guy that had just walked in. He kneeled on the bench and slid into his well fucked hole. The guy that fucked Gabriel lasted a few minutes before I heard him moan and stop fucking. Another guy took his place and lasted just a little longer when he did the same thing. When that guy left, I pulled out of the college guy and went back to Gabriel and felt his ass. He had taken at least one load and probably two and Gabriel began squeezing my fingers inside his hole. When the guy that was face fucking him groaned I knew he'd gotten his third load of the day. I tapped him on the shoulder and he stood up and we moved on. Finding nothing happening on the third floor, we went back to the second level and took another lap. We went into one of the glory hole booths and someone was in the cubicle next door. I whispered in his ear "feed him" and pushed him to the hole. I heard a faint "Oh fuck yeah" come from the other side of the wall, so the guy must have liked what he saw come through the hole. While Gabriel wasn't fully hard in the beginning, I assumed he didn't stay that way long from his moaning. I moved behind him and slipped into his cum-filled hole. I fucked him gently while kissing the back and sides of his neck, listening to him moan. The guy on the other side must have been good since I could hear Gabriel moan and feel him squirm as the guy got him close and then backed off. I began to thrust a little harder and Gabriel went back to squirming. Suddenly he froze and I heard him say "No... NO! NOOOO!!!" and he started panting. Seconds later, I felt his hole start to spasm and I assumed he shot his load into the guy's mouth. When his orgasm faded I pulled out and he fell back against me before turning around and holding me tightly. "Shit! Fuck! Damn it! The fucker backed his ass up on my dick and I couldn't stop from cumming in him!" Gabriel sobbed as he held me tight. "Remember what I told you. Guys that do that stuff here are either poz already, looking to be poz or on prep. It's not your job to keep them safe" I said, stroking his back. He calmed down and we left the glory hole, noticing the room next door was now empty. We walked some more and watched a few guys fuck in their rooms and in one of the larger rooms. A pair of older leather daddies were playing in the sling and it was amazing to see the connection they had. While they mainly were giving each other pleasure, they also were putting on a show for those of us that were watching. "They barely talk yet they know what the other is thinking" Gabriel whispered to me. I nodded and noticed the top looking over at me with a grin. I looked back and mouthed silently "fucking hot" before nudging Gabriel toward the door. We walked a bit more and passed the chalkboard at the top of the stairs on the second floor. "poz wanted 213" it said scrawled across the bottom. I didn't want to pass up that chance and we wandered around looking for the room. The guy was face down, ass up with some guy drilling him when we got there. As the top's pace increased, so did his grunts and twenty seconds later he was dumping a load in the bottom. The guy in the doorway stopped stroking and took the tops place. He pushed in easily, paused a second and then just hammered him for a minute before adding his seed to the mix. When he left, I started toward the bottom and Gabriel looked at me. "You gonna?" he asked, shocked that I had no problem fucking and breeding this stranger. I stepped close and looked down and someone had drawn a biohazard tramp stamp in marker on him. I pushed in and felt the loads he'd gotten before me. When I got half way in, I stopped and asked "Chasin?" and the bottom responded "mmhmm." I fucked him hard and with the warmup of fucking Gabriel in the gloryhole, I was adding my bug to his ass in a few minutes. I pulled back out slowly, trying to leave as much cum inside the bottom as possible. I gave Gabriel a gentle push and said "You heard him, he wants it." His cock said yes since it was hard again but the look in his face said no. "You want something potent, chaser?" I snarled. "Oh god yeah... poz me, sir" the bottom cried out. I watched Gabriel close his eyes, grab the bottom's hips and push his hard shaft in. He pumped his cock in and out, building up steam. When the bottom begged "Give it to me... please!" Gabriel gave one more shove and shot his load into the sloppy hole. I could see the conflict in his eyes so I led him back to our room and we sat down on the bed. "You ok?" I asked. He slowly turned to me and said "I don't know. I can't believe I just pozzed two guys" he said, staring blankly at me. "Both of them wanted it. In different ways, but both willingly took it. Don't ask why. They made their decision and you helped them on their journey. Besides, one load rarely does it" I said calmly. Gabriel nodded and we got up and went to the locker room. Once we were showered and dressed, we headed over to the tattoo shop. We were a few minutes early and went in. Gabriel met the artist and he looked over the renderings. I sat in a chair by the door wondering if I had done the right thing or had just ruined our friendship. "Craig, come here. Look at this. What do you think?" Gabriel called out. I walked over and looked over the drawing. The confusion was apparent immediately. Gabriel looked at me and then said "Oh, I forgot to tell you. I changed the tattoo. It's going on my chest now!" I laughed and said "That looks really good. It's going to be a lot more visible now." He pulled his tee off and took a seat before he removed his nipple piercing. "We've been doing these a lot lately. Scorpions too, but mostly biohazards. I think everyone is making up for lost time after last year and screwing anything that moves, regardless of the consequences" the artist said as he finished setting up. "Blake usually does the poz guys but he's off at a show this weekend. I swear he's just looking for hookups at those things" he said as he shaved around Gabriel's pec. "Last one I did was a pair of blond frat guys who wanted matching small scorpions on their wrist. No other ink on 'em and didn't even have a pierced ear. Probably horny guys that got more than they bargained for" he said as he started in. I had to chuckle and wondered if they were the guys I fucked in the grocery store bathroom. Due to the simple design, Gabriel's tattoo was done in no time. I was impressed with the artist's steady hand and smooth arcs on the tattoo. The biohazard symbol in black ink was centered around his left nipple and had just the right proportions for his body, almost three inches in diameter. Big enough to see within ten feet yet, not too big to look silly. He didn't put the date on it in the end as the artist thought that it would clutter up the design too much. The smile on Gabriel's face when he saw it was priceless. I had never seen him that happy. "OK, Sara is waiting for the next step in back. Follow the care instructions so it heals well. Let me know when you want the next one" the artist said with a wink. I followed him to the back of the shop and was surprised to see that this was the piercing section. "Let's get this one back in first and then work on that other one" the piercer said, slipping the little barbell back into his left nip. As she got ready to pierce Gabriel's other nipple, he asked "Craig, how come you don't have any piercings?" "I had my left ear done a long time ago, but took it out when I was looking for a job after college and never wore it after that. It's closed up now" I said. "You should put it back in. I think it would look good on you. Maybe get a matching one on the other side too" he said. The piercer looked at me and smiled. "Those are so easy, I can do it when I finish his" she said, giving me a wink. I watched Gabriel get his nipple pierced and almost fainted. A few minutes later, I had two more holes in my head. "They are just simple studs. Once they heal you can find something nicer or stretch them. I think a small gauge would look good on you. Maybe a nose ring too" she said to me. Looking at Gabriel she said "Obviously you know how to care for your new piercing since the other one turned out great. You can show him too in case he doesn't remember. Let me know if you want anything else done." Gabriel turned to her and said "Do you do genital piercings? I was thinking of a PA."

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Just A Quick Poke Walking back home, I wasn't sure why I'd said "yes" or why I had asked him to come over on Friday evening and spend the night. I liked that he was beginning to accept his status and even embracing it. But, I didn't understand why I felt so close to him. Our sex had become more sensuous while still keeping a rawness about it. Chase was almost the opposite, in many ways. Pale white vs chocolate, hairy vs smooth, inexperienced vs seasoned pro, eager vs laid back, versatile vs bottom, neg vs poz. Well, maybe neg. And while Gabriel was the consummate bottom, I wished he was a little versatile so I could watch him fuck someone. I thought it would look really hot watching him drive that long cock in and out of some neg hole. Maybe even share a bottom with him. I got to my place and dumped the empty bottle in the recycling bin and washed out the glasses. I wanted to leave the glasses and opener at his place but he said it would cause problems and I wanted to stay on his mom's good side. I had told Chase that maybe we could hookup again on Thursday and when I got home I had a message from him. "have 2b@ library 7pm thurs 4 project. quick 1?" he said. "k" I replied. I got out of work and was over there about ten after six. He just had some basketball shorts and sandals on and back to his room we went. I wasn't sure who was at Chase's apartment but no one was in the living room and the other bedroom door was closed. He dropped his basketball shorts and showed off his ass in a black jockstrap just inside the door. Following him down the hall, we got into his room and I shut the door. "Gotta make this quick. I have to leave in thirty" he said. My dick had chubbed walking up the stairs behind him and it fully sprang to life as I unzipped my pants. I tugged my company polo shirt over my head and threw it on the floor. Remembering Gabriel's comments the night before about a back alley fuck, I thought that's what I would do with Chase. I could think of a bunch of alleys that I would like to find him in, leaning against a wall or dumpster with his furry ass in full view, begging to get fucked and bred full of my special seed. In fact, if I'd been thinking I would have done just that behind his building or even in his living room. But we were in the safe confines of his bedroom now, so I got a little rough and pushed him against the wall. I forced two fingers into his hole and it felt a little squishy. "Hmm, couldn't wait for my dick so you found someone else?" I snarled. "Just... Tyler... I caught him jacking... and told him to give it to me as lube" he gasped out. He seemed a bit frightened at my sudden attitude change. While we had fucked roughly before, I'd never gotten this physical with him. My forearm was against the back of his neck with his face was flat against the wall, my legs had spread his legs, and yes, my fingers were probing his ass roughly. I dug my nails in and twisted my fingers around, making him yelp out like a puppy whose tail I'd stepped on. Adding a third finger, I worked his his hole until it opened up nicely. While his body was still shaking, he had calmed down a little. I worked my fingers inside of him, getting them as deep as possible. Yanking them out, I heard him whimper at the sudden emptiness. Quickly, I turned and used my body to hold him in place as I raised my hand. "Open wide" I growled and watched him slowly open his mouth. Stuffing my cum coated fingers in, I then told him "Suck on Tyler's neg seed. You gotta keep breeding his ass until he's shooting the good stuff." I heard him moan and felt him suck and lick my fingers clean. Pulling my fingers free, I used my hand to position my cock at it's next target and pushed in. There was still plenty of Tyler's cum in his hole but I stretched him back open and forced my cock much deeper than my fingers had gotten. Going balls deep during the first penetration made him yell out and squirm. By now, I knew his roommates were not going to check on him unless there was a truly blood curdling scream. Letting him adjust for few seconds, I pulled back and then started to fuck. He was gasping each time I thrust in and both of those got faster and faster. Grabbing his hands, I held them above his head as my sweaty chest was on his back and my head was next to his. I pounded his ass mercilessly, feeling the cum inside him get forced past my cock and all over my pubes and his ass. After ten minutes of drilling him, I drove in hard and planted my cock all the way in, holding him between the wall and my sweaty body and fully impaled on my shaft. "Want some more toxic cum in that neg ass?" I snarled into his ear quietly. His chest was still heaving, but he eeked out "yes... sir." "Good boy" I said before I hammered him for fifteen seconds and unleashed a torrent of cum in his slick hole. Sometimes when you cum, it's just pulses but other times you can feel your whole cock throb in a guy's hole as you deposit your load. This was a full on throb and I'm sure Chase felt it too. With the last drop in his ass, I slowly pulled out and grabbed a nearby t-shirt, using it to clean off my cock before pulling my trunks up, followed by my work pants. I knew there were probably some wet spots on my pants, but I figured if I left my polo untucked and with the warm summer air they would be dry by the time I got home. Leaning in, I whispered "Thanks, Chase. You're one step closer" before I backed away and pulled my shirt over my head. I grabbed my backpack and walked out of his room, leaving Chase panting against the wall.

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Spin the Bottle The commute on Wednesday was so much easier than the day before. I crawled out of bed, pissed, made some coffee and sat down at the table naked, ready for work. The day breezed by and I closed the laptop just after five, having never had to put any clothes on. The time I setup to meet Gabriel was a few hours away. I didn't want to be rushed like I had been the day before with Chase or make it sound like I was inviting myself over for dinner. As I was making myself something to eat, I began to think that maybe I should invite him over for dinner. That thought caught me off guard since I liked to keep people at arms length. But there was just something about him that I liked. Maybe it was his honesty or vulnerability or playfulness or how he felt in my arms or something I hadn't realized yet. Yeah, the sex was good, well... great, but I thought there was something more to it. I finished my dinner and jumped in the shower. I felt like a total queen as I rummaged around for just the right things to wear. Eventually, I decided on worn jeans with a few tears in the leg, leather boots and a tight fitting tee. Sexy and a little edgy. I picked a bottle of wine out of my rack, which thankfully took much less time than the clothes selection. I put a pair of plastic wine glasses and a corkscrew in the bag with the wine and went downstairs. I had called an uber and stood there in the vestibule waiting for it. "Damn, you lookin fine there. Hope it's a hot date" the doorman said as I stood there waiting for the car to pull up. Chuckling, I replied "Thanks. I hope its hotter than hot." The car finally arrived and I rode over to Gabriel's place silently. I got out and tipped the driver extra since he was really quick and safe, a rarity among taxi and ride share drivers from my experience. A push on the button and a few seconds later Gabriel was opening the door. His mom was in the living room watching TV and I said "Nice to see you again" as we walked through. She gave me a big smile and said "I'm glad to see you again, too" in reply. We walked back to his room, sitting down on the floor and I opened the bottle of wine. After I poured out two glasses, Gabriel took the bottle in his hand and read over the label. "Someone has good taste. This is not cheap stuff" he said with a grin. "I thought about bringing something fortified to get you drunk and easy, but I was all out" I said back, trying to hide my own grin. "Man... you already know I'm easy. I gave it up as soon as you got here last time" he replied. We both laughed and talked a while before he said "Momma must really like you. She said to have fun and just close the door if we do anything nasty. She's always wanted me to keep my door open when anyone came over." He reached back and swung the door shut. "You must have a lot of visitors" I replied, hoping the smirk on my face told him I was joking. "Tons... well... not really. A few friends and I've only had sex here twice. A guy in high school and you" he said, looking a little ashamed. "Quality over quantity" I said, taking a sip of wine. He burst out laughing and I wasn't sure if he was making a comment about the sex we had or not. "The guy in high school was as clueless about sex as I was. It was soooo fucking bad. I found out later that a couple girls in school had already experienced his lame moves so they passed the word around. None of the girls would have sex with him so he tried me. I thought getting my cherry popped was supposed to be this magical thing. Instead, I realized my finger was much better than his dick" he explained. "I hope I set the bar higher" I said. "You're here again, aren't you?" he replied with another of those sexy grins. I poured the last of the wine into our glasses as we kept talking. I didn't want to kill the mood, but I decided to bring up the free clinic that wasn't too far from his place. "Testing and visits are free and they find ways to make the medications affordable or free, too" I said. He seemed to appreciate my concern but stayed quiet after, saying "Thanks, I'll look into it." It felt like he didn't want to discuss it anymore, so I changed the topic and asked about his life out on the west coast. Once we had finished off the wine, I pushed the empty glasses and bottle to the side and pulled him close. We kissed for a while, our hands groping and rubbing all over each other's fully clothed bodies. He slid his hands under my tight tee and and had it over my head after a brief struggle. Next, it was my turn and since his shirt was much looser, it was sliding across the floor in about a second. He kicked off his slip-on shoes and then I realized my big fashion mistake. I reached down and pulled up my jeans and started unlacing my boots. "What the fuck? Boots? Fuckin' twenty hole boots? Were you planning on just slipping those jeans down far enough to get your dick out and fuck me against the wall like some back alley hookup?" he asked, looking pretty pissed off. "Nah... Nothin like that. I wasn't even planning on taking my clothes off tonight" I said back, innocently. It was the truth and even though I rarely met a guy without fucking him, this was going to be one of those times. I stopped untying my boots and began to lace them back up telling him "Maybe I should go." He moved closer and gave me the look my mom used to when I'd done something really bad as a kid. "I'll do it this time, but don't make a habit of it. I'm not your bitch" he said, his stern face turning into a devilish grin. He unlaced them and then tugged both off before looking back at me. "You don't think I spent all that time cleaning my booty just to have you sulk off home without giving me at least a quickie, do you?" he added, keeping the devilish grin. My pants slid off quickly and then my trunks. Gabriel stood up and did a slow striptease, pulling just his jeans off and showing he was going commando. He wasn't going to have any impediments to getting my dick in his ass tonight. But with his mom a few rooms over, I needed to be quiet. I pulled him back down to the rug next to me and kissed him again. A short while later, I rolled on top of him, pinning him face down to the floor. My stiff cock nestled between his butt as I continued to kiss the back of his neck while I slowly humped his ass. He was making these soft grunts with each stroke of my cock between his butt cheeks. Rising up and hovering over his body, my cock worked its way into the crevice and toward his hole. The quiet moan he let out encouraged my slow descent into him. It continued until my hips pressed against his ass and he whispered "Oh fuck yeah" before giving my cock a couple quick squeezes. Bending my arms, I lowered myself on to his back and began to roll my hips. This was a little like the second fuck a few days earlier, but I was determined to make it last a lot longer. I was only giving him quarter strokes, but it was the deep end and it felt really good to keep most of my cock inside of him. The moans he let out were quiet but I didn't want to let anyone else hear them but me. Reaching over, I could stretch just enough to grab a pillow and I tossed it next to his head. Moments later, his face was buried into the pillow and my strokes got longer. Some of his moans escaped the pillow but he kept most of them muffled. I sped up a little, giving the occasional hard thrust into him. He would grunt louder when I did that, and I didn't want his mom pounding on the door. It felt almost like one of those high school fucks I'd had so many years ago and I let out a soft giggle at the thought. I drilled him a few more minutes and then pulled my cock slowly out. I rolled him over and pushed his legs back before easily slipping my bare cock back inside. Gabriel held on to his legs, spreading them wider and allowing me to go a little deeper. We both tried to stay as quiet as possible but when I started to pound him harder, I had to place my mouth over his to keep our moans contained. With our mouths connected, it didn't take long for our tongues to begin playing. As much as I wanted to slam into his ass, I knew the sound of our bodies hitting each other would make more noise than I wanted. It didn't matter, the feeling of his soft, warm chute and the constant squeezes his ass gave my cock got me closer and closer to orgasm. Both my tongue and cock made a final plunge and I was again filling him with more of my charged seed. Almost immediately, I felt the first strong shot of his cum coat my chest and then his remaining ones covered his chest. Obviously, he had remembered my comment from my previous visit and allowed himself to cum naturally, rather than hold off until I had left. It did milk out another shot or two from my balls. I really believe both the top and the bottom should enjoy sex, regardless of the situation. We rolled again until he was laying on my chest. Gabriel alternated between kissing my chest, sucking on my nips and licking his cum off of me. A few minutes later he worked his way down my body and let his tongue loose on my soft cock. It didn't stay soft for long as he bathed it with his tongue, covering every square inch. "Mmm, a little metallic... you are trying to knock me up again" he said with a grin. He crawled up next to me and we began to kiss, swapping spit and poz cum back and forth. His arm was laid across my chest and mine around his shoulder. We dozed off for a few minutes and when we woke it was just after ten PM. I kissed him again and then he smiled back at me. "I have a favor to ask" he said softly. I nodded and he continued "I decided to take your advice and embrace the new, poz me. I'm going to start by getting a tattoo." I'm sure I looked a little shocked, but I tried to wipe it off my face and seriously ask "Are you sure you want to mark that beautiful body?" He chuckled and said "It's already marked on the inside..." pausing and then adding "I don't want something that is normally visible, but will tell the guys I get naked with what's up. I was thinking of a biohazard symbol on my ass, with the date below." "You know... that would be misleading if you become undetectable" I replied. "Yeah, but I will always be poz. I want to do it to show people I am not ashamed of having HIV" he said. "Well, then you might want something more visible. Maybe on your wrist or neck... on your chest or around your nipple. Just remember, it's permanent like the bug is, so choose something that YOU can live with" I told him. He nodded and seemed to be thinking more about it, so I gave him a minute before I asked "So what's the favor? I can't tattoo you." After a few moments Gabriel asked "Will you come to the shop with me on Saturday?"