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On 3/30/2024 at 9:35 AM, Slipitupme said:

Upstairs, Peter was bent over the sofa being fucked by an old man with spindly legs and whispy white hair. He had a nice cock though, as I watched it sliding in and out of Peter's arse. I went over and tapped him on the shoulder.

He looked round and grinned, raising an eyebrow and licking his lips as his body shook to the old man's thrusts.

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2 hours ago, POZbreedingPIG said:

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22 hours ago, chunkychains said:

EPILOGUE

I don’t know how many loads Justin took that weekend, but it was a hell of a lot. Rather than sleeping in the warehouse bedroom, he spent the two nights with me back at the hotel, my cock buried in his hole while we slept. When we were alone we talked about everything, giving me a chance to get to know who my son really was deep down, and bringing us closer than we ever had been before.

I dropped him back at his halls on the Sunday evening, and a couple of weeks later he texted me to let me know he had the flu. I took the week off work and went up to Nottingham again, spiriting him away to a hotel where I could take care of him for a few days. I wish I could say I just nursed him back to health, but I did of course fuck him quite a few times during that stay. When he seemed to be better and we'd got him tested to confirm what we already knew, I took great pride in allowing him to drop the first poz loads of his life into his father.

I eventually went on meds, but Justin told me he was enjoying his new-found status and was going to hold off for a while. In time he let slip that he’d got a bit more versatile, and in so doing had managed to poz several members of the various sports teams at the university, as well as a couple of his lecturers. Although I was concerned that this could all blow up on him, I could not help but be turned on by his stories of breeding the closeted jocks and married men that he had pursued. Of course, he had also continued to be a proud and active cumdump, and I thoroughly enjoyed the stories he sent me of his exploits taking loads wherever he could. Being a father I did of course make sure that he was keeping up with his studies, which he assured me he was.

Justin really took to being out and proud, both as a gay man and as a poz pig. He got the biohazard tattoo on his chest that he had wanted, as well as a big scorpion design on his back. Given he was regularly naked in the changing rooms with his football teammates, I was particularly surprised that he also got his buttocks adorned with a second biohazard symbol on one cheek and the words “FUCK ME” on the other. However, he said that rather than being disgusted by it, most of his teammates were so horny all the time that they took it as more of an instruction. I doubt he ever told them what they were risking by doing so.

We were like rabbits in heat whenever he was home, and really had to hold ourselves back during the Christmas break to keep it from Jacob. However, while we may have just about achieved that initially, it all went to pot two days into the Easter break.  We both thought Jacob was going to be out all night so were not holding back as we ploughed each other in my bedroom, but it turned out he’d come home early after breaking up with his cheating girlfriend and had thus been sitting downstairs listening to us going at it upstairs. He was remarkably cool about it, saying he suspected as much and that we should not worry about him, but things took a real turn when he came into the room a couple of nights later while I was taking Justin doggystyle on the bed. Jacob just calmly sat down in my desk chair and motioned to us to keep going, so with a bit of hesitation I went back to buggering my younger son while the older one watched.

Thereafter Jacob was a regular voyeur of our activities, until the evening before they were both going back to university. As per normal, he got out of the chair after I had blown my load in Justin, but rather than leaving the room as he usually did, he instead undid his trousers, climbed onto the bed and casually slid his dick into his brother. He fucked him for only a few minutes before blowing his load, and then removed his cock and presented it to me. I nervously leaned forward and took it in my mouth to clean it off, then he pulled back, did up his trousers and left the room. Not a word was spoken by any of us throughout, and all Justin and I could do was look at each other with wide eyes. Jacob left in his car early the next morning, before Justin and I had even woken up.

When the long summer break came around, everything was different. Jacob was barely through the front door after driving himself down from uni before he had me bent me over the kitchen counter, and after breeding me he went upstairs to his brother’s room. Justin had been taking a nap after I’d let a load of truckers loose on him at a service station between Nottingham and London, but he was soon woken from that by his brother mounting him and giving him a long, loud pounding. This, however, was not Jacob just letting off some steam after a term away from us both, as Justin and I were taken by him regularly throughout the three month long break. He also continued to watch us when we were fucking each other, occasionally joining in to either make it a spit-roast or a chain-fuck.

Justin, it turned out, had managed to get a bit of a following on OnlyFans, so rather than spend his summer break waiting tables or temping in an office, he just churned out video after video of his exploits. He was clearly earning quite a bit, as one day I got home to find him wearing some enormous pieces of silver jewellery just like my own, leading to the first of many very loud, clanging fuck sessions for us both. New tattoos kept appearing too, and it was clear he was going to have quite intricate full sleeves in due course.  I didn’t mind, as he definitely had the body for it.

The last day of the Easter break had been a big turning point in the relationship between the three of us, and so too it turned out was the last day of the summer break. Justin and I had been out in the morning picking up the car he had bought for himself, and when we got back at lunchtime we found Jacob standing in the kitchen wearing just a jockstrap, a cigarette hanging from his mouth. He motioned for us to follow him into my bedroom, where we watched in shock as he grabbed an ashtray and then climbed onto the bed on all fours. He wiggled his arse, saying nothing to either of us but letting us both know for sure what he wanted. We worked as a team to get him ready with our tongues and fingers, while he happily huffed poppers and smoked cigarettes. I then had the honour of popping my oldest son’s cherry, gently but firmly sliding my raw cock into his virgin hole. He moaned throughout, but was also pushing back on me whenever I slowed down so I knew he was enjoying it. Rather quicker than I would have liked, I went over the edge and blew my undetectable load into him.

Justin, however, did not step up to take over when I eventually pulled out of Jacob.

“I’m poz” he said.

“I know” replied Jacob, speaking for the first time since we had got home.  “You both are.”

“No” said Justin, “Dad’s on meds and is shooting blanks. I’m not taking anything, so I’m like, properly toxic. I could infect you.”

“Then fuck me already” replied Jacob, turning to smile at his brother.

“Are you sure son?” I asked him.

“Yes” he said, closing his eyes and turning his face back forwards again. “Fuck me Justin.”

And so it was, that my younger son slid his cock into my older one and gave him his first poz load. An hour later he gave him his second. Another couple of hours later he gave him his third. By the time the evening came round, a couple of my poz mates had joined us to ensure that Jacob’s newly-opened arse was never empty of toxic cocks. Man, did I regret being on meds that night, and made the decision to stop taking them until Jacob had converted.

Sure enough, the virus did not seem to take that night, nor from the weekend visits that Jacob made to his brother or back home to me during the first term of his final year at uni. Thus, when the Christmas break came around, we spent a couple of days of it back at the warehouse letting Peter and his friends work with us on the family hat-trick. Jacob took everything they had to give, and Justin greatly enjoyed being on hand to be used by the men on the side. I, however, focused my energies entirely on trying to get my older son converted, but of course will never know whether it was my own demon seed or someone else’s that did it. Either way, Jacob woke up with a fever on New Year’s Eve, and while Justin and I took care of him we also continued to fill his hole regularly throughout his battle with the fuck flu. We then joined him for his HIV test the day before the boys headed back to university, and Justin readily accepted his brother’s first poz load in the disabled loo at the clinic just minutes after we got the positive result.

Three years later, and both of them are still living with me at home. It just makes sense financially for the time being, and of course we get a lot of benefits out of having ready access to each other’s bodies.  Jacob is definitely more of a top, and seems to also have hook-ups with women off Tinder from time to time, but is happy to bend over for his dad or his brother when we’re in the mood to use his hole. He also enthusiastically joins us on the nights when we head to a sex club, cruising spot or wherever it is that we have chosen to bend over side by side and get railed by as many men as possible, something we’ve come to jokingly call ‘the family picnic’.  All three of us bring men back to the house too, and I know that Justin and Jacob particularly enjoy finding a versatile guy that they can put in the middle of a family sandwich. They enjoy it even more when they get to poz a guy together, or find someone particularly toxic to recharge them both.

We now all sport on our backs variants of the scorpion design that Justin first got, and both my boys have biohazards on their impressive pecs while mine is of course a tramp-stamp beneath the scorpion’s stinger.  Justin has turned into a bit of a size queen in the accessories department too, having replaced his already heavy silver chain collection with even larger units so that he has over 4 kilos of extra weight on him most of the time.  Jacob is less into all that but he does sometimes put on Justin’s spares when he’s in the mood, which is usually enough for me to bend him over whatever is nearby so I can do my fatherly duty on his rear end. Indeed, I think he only puts on the bling when we wants me to fuck him, knowing that it always turns up my dial to full in no time.

Yes, we’re a slightly fucked-up family, but we are loving, close and eternally bonded to each other in a way that few other families could be. I’m not sure how long it will be before one, two or even all three of us seek something a bit more long-term with a partner, and the thought has crossed my mind that Justin and Jacob may end up being that person for each other in the future which I’m actually on board with if it happens (obviously I have no problems with incest!). Indeed, as I’m writing this at my desk today, the boys are next to me on the bed enjoying cigarettes and beers following some particularly good sex we just had.  Jacob had his first go at riding my and Justin’s cocks at the same time, and from the look on his face I think he may be up for another round of that in a moment. So, with that, I’m going to sign off and get back to fucking my sons. Adios!

Thanks  for that hot Story ...

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On 2/16/2020 at 1:46 AM, 1981virginia said:

My boy and I were on vacation and went to a leather bar for a few beers. We saw a few sexy guys, and a couple of old trolls around, some in gear, some not. The bartender had an acne-scarred pockmarked face and a slightly gaunt appearance. There was one guy with white chest hair and a pot belly, which looked even more round with his harness. I asked my boy if he liked doing what I asked him to do, and he said yes. He can be pretty submissive. I asked him if he’d fuck any guy in the bar that I told him to pursue. He said yes. We joked about it over the next round of beers, talking about how he loved to be dominated, loudly enough that both the potbellied man and the bartender could hear. They exchanged looks. 

 

By that time, my we both had to take a piss. I let him go first so I could stay and watch our coats and ordered another round of beers. The potbellied man swaggered over to me, dressed in chaps, a leather jockstrap, and his harness. He told me he liked to play with couples. I asked him to follow me to the men's room when my boy came back. I was hatching a plan. 

 

My boy came a few seconds later. We downed our beers quickly as the man watched. I got up to do to the bathroom and the guy followed me. My boy raised his eyebrows as he saw the man following me, knowing something was up. The man locked the bathroom door after him and we were alone. He told me to kneel. He told me he loved dominating couples and he was looking forward to breeding my boy. He pulled his jock to the side and revealed a thick stubby uncut dick and furry balls. My mouth watered. He told me to swallow his cock. I did. His cock tasted rancid. He pulled out and spun around spreading his sagging ass cheeks. ‘Eat my hole,’ he commanded. His ass was sweaty and rank. I did as I was told, excited to see him dominate my boy, and myself, actually. 

 

The guy scooched his ass all over my face and then pulled away. ‘You’ll do,’ was all he said as he unlocked the door and tucked his cock back into his jock. I still had to take a piss and tried to pee into the trough despite my hard-on. 

 

When I left the bathroom, the bartender pulled me aside and said, ‘Be careful around that guy. He’s POZ and I know you were in there with him. Hope he didn’t cum in you…’ I shook my head, ‘no,’ and headed started to head back to the barstool. ‘I know he’s POZ because he POZZED me…’ My jaw dropped but my plan was getting more detailed… The man was chatting up my boy and had three beers there. He had his hand on my boy’s inner thigh and my boy was softly caressing his furry belly. 

 

My boy looked a little shy, wondering if I was ok with him talking so intimately with this stranger. I bent over to whisper in his ear, ‘This man is going to breed you,’ and I licked his ear. He just moaned and the man bent forward to kiss him hard on the mouth. I asked to pay our tab and the man told the bartender that I’d be paying his too. The bartender shook his head as he gave me the total. I paid him and we made a quick exit out the backdoor into a dimly lit parking lot. We walked a few steps and the fat guy put his hand on both our shoulders, ‘Kneel,’ he ordered. Me and my boy dropped to our knees on the hard asphalt and he looked at me. ‘Tell him to suck me off. Maybe he gives better head than you.’ I looked at my boy saying, ‘you heard the man. Suck his cock.’ 

 

My boy fished out his thick stubby dick and swallowed it down to the root. He cradled the man's big hairy balls. I fished out my dick and started jerking off. When the man’s dick was hard and slippery with spit, he nodded to me saying, ‘It’s time. Bend him over, spread his cheeks, and get his hole wet.’ I lifted my boy to his feet and pulled down his jeans, leaned him against a brick wall. I lapped at my boy’s hole, opening it with my fingers and smearing spit inside, to lube him up for the POZ strangers thick cock. I realized that I knew he was POZ but hadn’t told my boy. This was such a turn on. 

 

The man shoved me out of the way and lined himself up, ready to slide into my submissive boy. ‘The nice man is going to fuck you now. Let him use you,’ I moaned into my boy’s ear. The fat man surprised me by rolling a rubber onto his cock. He winked at me. As the stranger entered him, I cradled my boy’s head in my arms. He looked up at me and grunted, ‘Anything for you…’ ‘He might have knocked you up, boy, but he’s wearing a rubber’ My boy just looked up at me with wide eyes and nodded. I knew he preferred to be fucked raw, but we weren’t in charge, and there was a POZ cock deep in his hole. 

 

The man grunted as he slid balls deep into my boy. I could hear his hole squelching with my spit. The man fucked my boy for a few minutes as my boy fisted his own hard cock. I knelt down and sucked my boy’s dick. I lapped at his balls and even the spot where the stranger’s cock was splitting him open as it entered him. The man held his fingers at the base of the condom and kept fucking my boy. Every time he pulled back, the rubber rolled up more and more. I kept my tongue at that spot, helping the condom ride higher and higher until it cam completely off in my mouth. I stood up and smiled at my boy, the used rubber in my teeth as the man pounded his raw POZ cock into my boy. My boy’s eyes widened. 

 

The man picked up his pace and I heard the back door of the bar open. I looked over and saw the bartender with a bag of trash. He just shook his head at me, but I waved him over. ‘When the fat man is done, would you like to breed my boy?’ The bartender smirked at me and nodded. 

 

The man started to cum, and without asking either of us, bred him deeply. He slammed into my boy and stayed deep, filling him up with POZ seed. He started to go soft quickly and pulled out. The bartender had released his own cock, longer but thinner than the fat man. He slid right into my boy who clenched his eyes and teeth and took him without and sign of approval or resistance, another raw cock that he didn’t know was toxic. 

 

The bartender looked so hot, his skinny hips and sagging ass swaying as he pounded my boy, about to fill him up with more nasty seed. 

 

The fat man pointed to his slimy soft cock and told me to clean it. I gladly did so, filling my mouth with ass juice and POZ seed. He brought his palm to my lip. ‘Spit!,’ he ordered. I did, hocking the slime ball into my hand. He spread my cheeks with his free hand shoved his cummy fingers into my ass. ‘You wanted this. Don’t lie…’ I just nodded and let him force some of his cum into me. 

 

The bartender picked up his pace and drilled my boy as the fat man fingered me. I shot my load on the ground as the bartender shot his POZ cum into my boy’s guts. The bartender pulled out and pulled his jeans down, removing his jockstrap. My boy was still leaning against the wall, legs spread as far as the pants at his ankles would let him. There was a thick stream of white spooge leaking out of his ass. The bartender winked at me and tossed his jockstrap to the fat man. The man grinned at me and jammed the jockstrap into my boy’s gaping hole. ‘Get dressed, and don’t show your faces around here again.’ 

 

The bartender headed in and the potbellied stranger walked away into the darkness. We fumbled with our clothes and headed back to the hotel. Hand in hand, my boy put his head on my shoulder. I felt conflicted. I had told him to let these men bareback him without letting him know their gifted status. ‘Babe,’ I whispered. ‘Those men… They were both POZ. Are you ok with that?’

 

‘They bartender told me they were both POZ while you were blowing that leather daddy in the bathroom. It is so hot that you thought I didn’t know!’ 

 

To be continued???

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12 hours ago, austin_submale said:

Triple Ass Up

I've been posting and emailing and running "Quick connect" ads on the apps all day for the motel anon cum dump with my friends tonight.  I've gotten a lot of responses which is good.  My friends have also been doing the same.  Hopefully the turnout will be good.  My friend just got checked into the room and texted me the room number and I've just sent it out to everyone.

I get ready, shower, clean out and lube up my ass and put on my jock underwear and head over to the motel.  It's the same one we've used the past couple times.  Very cheap and seedy and in a questionable part of town along the interstate.

When I get there my friend lets me in and the other bottom guy we had met yesterday is already there.  My friend and him go over to the bed and start making out.  I join them and start fingering the other bottom guy's ass.  He starts going down on my friend and offers his ass up to me.  I don't hesitate and slide my already hard cock as deep in as it will go and start humping away.  Knowing I've got a high VL and this guy might not have converted yet makes me so turned on it isn't long before I feel my balls  start to pull up and that feeling of impending orgasm building.  Very soon I'm pumping my poz load into his maybe still neg ass.  Hearing me groan out as I cum my friend p pushes him off his dick and then I get out of the way and he mounts up and quickly adds his virile charges load.

As I'm watching other guys start showing up so I get on my knees and start getting them hard, going back and forth between dicks and stroking others with my hand as I suck.

One of the guys I just got hard quickly takes my friends place and easily slides in one stroke because the other bottom is now well opened up and slick with two loads.  Two poz loads.

The guy I am sucking now pushes me down and another guy gets behind me and slides his fat dick into my hole.  I'm now being pumped from both ends and moaning out with pleasure.  When both of them finish I look up and see both my friend and the other bottom guy on the bed ass up taking dick.  I climb up and join them and quickly it is three asses up being used as cum receptacles.

As we're all being used I hear from near the door "Oh shit!  It's the cops".  The guys fucking us stop and pull out.  Everyone seems worried as there are two Police officers in the doorway.  One of them says "What have we here?"  "Three piggy little faggots getting bred.  We got complaints about the noise and all the traffic in and out of here.  We thought it was dopers, but this is much better".

The Police officer walks over to us in the bed holding his baton and gives both my friend and I a couple of swift whacks across out buttocks.  It isn't hard enough to do any damage but man does it sting!  Then he starts probing the other bottom guy with it, noting how much cum is leaking out of his well used ass.

"You boys better be on PrEP or you'll be pozzed up taking loads from the likes of these guys.  I know for sure a lot of them are poz from when they've been in county."

"No sir, I'm not" I answer.  He asks me "So are you already poz?".  I reply "Yes Sir".  "Well, I guess that is what dick loving queers like you deserve."

Speaking to the officer still blocking the doorway he says "Well Bob, there's nothing really to see here.  You boys just try to keep the noise down so we don't have to come back again.  Let's go Bob, we've got more important things to do."

With that they left.  Surprisingly none of the other guys did, I guess not wanting to follow right out after the Police.  With relieved looks on their faces and lust returning I felt myself being re-positioned on the bed and a dick sliding back into me.  I didn't even have to look to know my two friends were getting the same treatment as I heard them moan out "Yesssss" and "Hell yeah!".

The fuck fest continued for the next couple hours, albeit with guys trying to be more quiet, the room mostly being filled with soft moans and groans and slapping of flesh.

After all the guys finished up and were leaving my friend and I again took a second turn with the other bottom guy.  By then his hole was so loose I could barely feel my little cock in there so it took me a while to get my nut.  My friend being a little bigger must have gotten a bit more friction because it didn't take him as long to blast his second load of the night.

We all agreed we need to start doing this every Friday night.  Maybe some time we might even get the cops to join in.  Weirder things have happened.  This is Austin after all.

Thanks, for part "3".. very HOT!

Very HOT, looking forward to the 3rd evening... Please do continue!!!

On 5/7/2022 at 9:39 PM, buglover said:

My twink grabbed my hand and asked “where’s the sling?”.  I told him to follow his bare bear.  He trotted along after me and leapt into the sling.  A chubby bear who had been following us walked into the cabin.  At once my twink and I noticed the biohazard tattoo on his stomach around his belly button.  Both the twink and I got hard at this and he said “I’d ask if you use condoms bro but your in the sling so I know you don’t.  Anyway I need to BREED tonight.”  He slid his cock straight into my twinks now cum filled hole and started to pound.  He growled and told my lad how he was going to breed him properly.  My twink reached across and rubbed the bears hairy chest.  The bear leant down and kissed my twink then stood tall and proud and picked up the pace. He really went for it pumping the twinks hole hard.  He slowed down for a bit and put my arm round him and we kissed – the bears cock still in the twink.  After our kiss I said in a loud voice “poz his hole”.  And that pushed the bear over the edge – he picked up speed grunting and then slowed down his cock swelling and he growled – take that poz load! He seemed to spurt rope after rope.  He pulled out, said “take good care of my babies bro” and walked out. 

I like that... !

On 4/26/2022 at 8:26 PM, buglover said:

My twink then said “wow, this has made me so horny, so what happens now?  If I go back to doggy with my ass in the air do you think I’ll get a strangers load in me?”.  I laughed and said “try it lad and find out as long as you know there will be some real dirty loads out there!”. At this he just let out a little bark of excitement like a little pup and proudly displayed his smooth twinky ass in the air – “I’m taking all loads tonight!”.   The old guy who had been watching asked “all loads?” and my twinky friend replied “all loads daddy, breed me up”.  He was stick thin but hung like a horse. He rubbed his cock along the twinks hole and started to push his hard horse cock in.  My twink said “wait” and put his hand back feeling the cock lining up with his hole “few, it’s raw, on you go daddy”.  My cum let him slide easily into the twink, the old guy laughed and said “off course its raw – I need to breed twinks like you – you pretend not to like us old guys then you beg for my poz cock”.  The twink maneuvered with flexibility to get the old guy on his back without his cock leaving the twinks hole.  The old guy moaned and my twink leant over and kissed him passionately and started to ride the old dudes pole.  Eventually the twink moaned “cum in me daddy, shoot your poz cum in me”.  I could actually see the old guys cock swell then he growled and spurted what looked like a huge load into my twinks ass.  There was a small crowd behind us and they actually cheered.

Very... Very HOT, Thanks....

On 4/17/2018 at 5:08 PM, Slipitupme said:

After I'd cum, I was overcome with shame and disgust at what I'd done, and quickly showered and left. Bill grinned at me from behind the desk and said "see you soon, you dirty fucker!" but I vowed never to retun.

For the next couple of weeks I was anxious waiting for the flu to hit or for some other symptoms to show. But nothing happened and and eventually I went for a test which came back negative. My relief was also mixed with a sense of disappointment. I thought about this and realised that I was a whore after all, and becoming pregnant from some filthy old man was the ultimate turn-on. I tried to resist it, but the need was in me now, like I was possessed or something, and I couldn't stop thinking about it.

Eventually, I gave in and found myself back at the sauna, handing my money to Bill as he winked at me. "Knew you'd be back," He said. " Carrying someone's baby yet?"

I shook my head and he raised an eyebrow. "Is that what you want?"

I blushed and gave a brief nod  and he slapped my shoulder. "Knew you were a dirty sod!" He said. "We've a few more in today - couple of guys I 'ain't seen for a while 'cos they've been sick. They don't take meds so their immune system is fucked."

He watched as my eyes widened with shock which was what he intended.

He held out a locker-key and said "So, do you still want it, mate?"

I paused, aware of the blood pounding in my ears. This was it. Decision time. I breathed deeply and took the key, heading to the lockers with his laughter behind me.

I undressed, showered and went upstairs.

To my surprise, it was very dark and I had to feel ahead of myself to stop banging into a wall. I found out later this was Bill's idea - to turn off the lights so you couldn't see anyone, only feel anonymous naked bodies and stiff cocks with no idea what their owners looked like or how disgusting their bodies might be.

I turned a corner and passed a cubicle based on the gap in the wall my hands encountered. As I started to pass it, someone touched me. I jumped and then stood still, allowing the hand to slide over my thigh and squeeze my stiffening cock. Another hand emerged from the darkness and began to probe my hole. "Nice!" The voice was a harsh, dry whisper and another voice gave a low chuckle of appreciation. I shivered with fear and lust, not knowing what to do.

"Come inside!" Whispered the voice and strong, boney fingers grabbed my wrist and started to pull me into the black cubicle. I almost resisted, but something in me responded to their touch, and I allowed them to pull me inside. Instantly, a thin, boney body was pressed against me and lips crushed to mine. I moaned as the tongue entered my mouth and couldn't help putting my arms around him. His body was thin without an ounce of fat. Then someone else got behind me and I felt a surprisingly large and stiff cock pressed against my bottom.

"Mmm, fresh meat!" Said the man behind me, and I realised this must be the couple who weren't on meds. I felt the hairs rise on my neck and the fear, but the lips stayed crushed to mine, the tongue slithering disgustingly in my mouth. Then the cubicle was filled with the smell of poppers and a bottle was pushed against my nose.

"Breathe deep, darling." Said the man as he released my lips. I had no choice and took a deep lungful, feeling my body mellt and my head swim.

A thick finger covered in lube ploughed up me from behind and I gasped with shock. He began to move it slowly in and out and I began to moan with pleasure.

" That's it, open up for daddy" The voice behind me was croaky and I reached back to feel skinny legs and a bulging belly above his enormous cock.

I groaned in surrender as the poppers were thrust at me again and suddenly a hand pushed my shoulders forward and down and the huge cock began to slide into me. I cried out with pain and pleasure as he slid it home until his paunch was pressed agianst my buttocks.

"Shhh!" whispered the man in front of me "Let him in, there's a good boy"

I could only sob with surrender as he began to fuck me, and gratefully took the other man's cock in my mouth and steadied myself on his thighs against the brutal thrusts.

"That's it, matey. Let old Harold fuck your sweet arse! You're gonna get what you want, don't worry. Open your hole for him."

I gasped, but reached back to pull my buttocks apart so the big cock could get in deep. Harold grunted with pleasure as his movements became more jerky in my hole. "Oh yeah, gonna give you a baby you little slut!"

Then he gasped and grunted like a pig, forcing himself into me and I felt his cock throbbing as he spurted.

"Oh, you dirty bastard! It's in you now!" Said the man in front of me. "Don't fight it!"

I groaned and crouched there, accepting the cock spurting toxic cum into me as the man stroked my head tenderly.

At last, the enormous cock slid out and I felt the wetness around my anus. "Your turn, Peter."

They turned me round and Peter slide his cock into me as Harold pushed my head down to clean his cock.

Suddenly, I had a clear image of myself sandwiched between their diseased bodies and the tears splashed from my eyes at my depravity even as I pushed back and squeezed my hole around the thrusting cock, eager to milk more poz cum from him and get myself knocked up.

I like that pozzing... very HOT .. story