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14 minutes ago, viking8x6 said:

Per @rawTOP's original post at the beginning of the topic:

I clicked the link & received this result.

On 3/31/2023 at 12:05 PM, viking8x6 said:

1. Open the Cum Dump Network topic in the general forum
2. Enter "dallas" in the search box at the upper right
3. Make sure the pulldown menu on the search box is set to "This Topic"
4. Click the search button

I got 23 results just now.

 

What is its purpose?

On 12/22/2022 at 8:55 PM, BBforever said:

There is a visiting doctor at my hospital at the moment, he is hot and fit. We are both working the night shift and we have been talking and getting along great. 

We have been txting and we have swapped a few pics, we arranged to meet up and hangout for abit today. I get to his place and he answers the door wearing nothing but his underwear, I'm not complaining he has a hot muscled body.

I go inside he shuts the door no messing about, he takes me by the hand straight to the bedroom, we makeout and strip our clothes. He has a nice big cock, we makeout a little and we suck each off.

He pushes me on the bed my legs in the air and he starts rimming my ass, it felt amazing he got my hole all lathered up with his spit he comes up and kisses me and shoves his tongue in my mouth, as he is doing that he starts pushing inside my tight hole. Fuck this is a nice tight hole he exclaims.

He pounds my hole in many different positions, no matter the position he preferred me on my back, him pounding my hole felt amazing his pace picked up and his breathing got fast and short, I'm gonna cum he exclaims and I tell him to fill me up a couple more thrusts and dumps his load balls deep in my ass I wrapped my legs around his waist to keep him inside me. He pulls out slow to make sure none of his cum leaks out.

He sucks me off and I blow my load down his throat. When I was leaving he told me we are going to have to do that again soon. 

It's going to suck when he leaves next year after new years. 

Any more encounters since? Any pics?

On 11/9/2022 at 3:22 PM, PozJockPig said:

Looking to get a load or 2 in me tonight before @PozVersTwunk comes over again and breeds me…. Dirty loads preferred 😈

Did he breed you? Any details or pics?

On 6/7/2022 at 2:00 PM, FelchingPisser said:

He is still on BBRT under his porn name and seemingly still in Canada,.  He has an Just For Fans Page. [think before following links] [think before following links] https://justfor.fans/RyanCummingsRAW

He was not at IML this year.  I made the Bad Seed porn Cumming to Chicago with him there and played with him several times after that.  A terrific guy.  In C to C, his 12 hour gangbang, I was the first guy up him (me rimming him)...and then the last with my dick going into that loaded ass.  I gave him the last load of the night, something like Load 54.

 

 

Hot pics! How did his pussy taste/feel?

On 9/27/2022 at 4:58 PM, Noloadsrefusedfag said:

My name is Luke, I’m 18, and currently a senior in highschool. I’m 5’11 and pretty well proportioned I’d say, skinny but still slightly muscular. I’d like to get more built and work on my muscle mass but as much as I seem to try and I can’t gain much more. More on that later though, i also have a very attractive face and the trail of broken hearts and pussies to prove it. Now I’m no heartbreaker but I did cheat a couple time and I’ve also been told my dick is too big to handle for the few girls who I could convince to try sucking it. It’s only about 8 & 1/2 inches but it is a good thickness, I’m not super sure what’s the average size cause I’ve only seen bits and pieces of flaccid or hard cock in the locker rooms. I never intentionally grab a peak since that’s kinda gay, but it happens cause eyes wander and that’s only human nature. But I’ve heard that I have a pretty huge cock compared to my classmates, though flaccid we all kinda look the same size so I have to take girls’ word for it. So there is this one guy, a football player named Zach, who rumors say also has big a cock like mine and I’ve been trying to catch him with and accidental hard on just to size up the competition but no luck yet. Anyways, I bring up Zach because there is this cute girl, Penny, who is known to put out and since she just broke things off with Zach I know she’s available and can take my big cock. Even if it is Zach’s sloppy seconds.

 

Now I’m just sitting in the back of math class for the last few minutes aching for the bell ring so I can go catch myself a new side piece and hopefully get laid. I am a virgin unfortunately but I’m hoping Penny will change that. I grabbed her some stuff as a present, some candy and a soda plus some make up, maybe that’ll help persuade her. Finally after the bell rings I rush to the main hallway on the back of the building cause I know that’s where exits the school usually and today was no different. “Hey Penny,” I said getting her attention and she came up to me. “What’s up Luke?” She replied. I dug her presents out of my bag and handed them to her, “These are all for you.” “For me? Thank you, but what did I do to deserve this?” She asked as I zipped up my back pack and put it on. “Well I was hoping you would meet me at Pep’s for dinner sometime this week?” She flashed me her cute little smile. Pep’s is one our local Pizza restaurants, one of the better ones. “Can I get back to you tomorrow? I have a test I need to study for tomorrow and it’s all I can think about.” She put her hand on my arm as she asked and I immediately started to chub up, thankfully I wore tight boxer briefs today instead of boxers. “No problem cutie -“ She cut me off as she started to walk away, “Sweet, I’ll see you tomorrow then!” And with that she was gone, I watched her butt pressing against her skirt as she walked away. 

 

Alright I guess since I have no plans this afternoon I should hit the school gym and see if any of my mates are there. When I get there I see Bradley and Connor, two of my basketball teammates. Bradley is blonde with a medium length hair cut and is slightly taller than me and just as fit but with a slightly larger body mass. Same for Conner except he has short black hair, and we all joke about Connor’s bubble butt. Honestly I don’t think mine is very far off from Connor’s, but he prances it around jokingly sometimes in the locker room cause he clearly likes the attention. Me, Bradley, and Connor do a work out routine with a couple sets until it’s about time to go. I filled them in on me asking out Penny as we walk into the locker room, Bradley playfully smacks my ass, “Atta boy!” He says and Connor replies, “She hasn’t even said yes yet bro don’t get too excited.” We all chuckled and then went to shower and change. Now our locker room has a different area for showering on the north and south end of the room. One leads to an open shower area and the other side has private cubicle showers, and guys tend to use either just depending on how busy or shy they are. I generally use the open showers if we’re showering as a team or only with teammates cause they’ve already seen it all, but when the open showers are even slightly preoccupied I like to use the cubicles. 

 

But today it was just us 3 in the showers so we kind of naturally drifted towards to group showers. We washed up, dried off, and changed clothes to head home. “Hey get that pussy tomorrow! Even if it is Zach’s sloppy seconds” Bradley said as they were starting to leave, “Oh shut up Bradley! You’re not wrong but who are you to talk when you are known to swoop in for the rebound, don’t make me count the number of chicks I’ve been with before you!” “I’m just joking,” Bradley said backing off, “Plus maybe they broke up cause she didn’t want to do it with him?” Bradley suggested. “Don’t get his hopes up dude,” Connor said then turned to me, “Just treat her to a nice night even if she doesn’t put out, maybe she needs another date or two, if she even goes out with you that is.” “I know, I know, I know… I’ll talk to you guys tomorrow.” I finish the conversation and we all head our separate ways home but I can’t stop thinking about Penny’s ass against her skirt. Once I get home I go immediately to my room and lock the door, I sit at my desk chair and pull out my aching member. It’s starting to feel full in my hand as I start to pump, the vain on the side pushing up a bit, and the head starts to enlarge. I grab my balls with my other hand and start to massage them, imagine it was Penny’s tongue. I shoot my load onto my shirt right away. I change shirts and head down stairs to see what’s for dinner.

 

 My dad just brought home dinner, perfect timing I just blew a load after working out so I was hungry enough to eat a horse. He told me to find me brother and tell him dinner was here. It’s just my brother, dad, and I, my mom walked out on us when I was young due to a drug addiction. We don’t need her though, we’re a happy little family on our own. I go up to my brothers door, across the hall from mine, and knock on it firmly, then yell “Dad’s home with dinner!” “Come in,” I hear faintly from the other side of the door. I open the door and see my sleepy brother leaning up in bed, must’ve taken a nap after work. His brown head having been styled all messy by his nap, and I could’ve sworn there was a faint outline of a hardon but I wasn’t trying to find out. I didn’t mean to peak, big dicks just run in the family, growing up I’ve seen my brother and dad naked a few times. “Hurry up, we’re not gonna wait for you,” I say turning to leave. “What’s for dinner,” he calls after me. I called back, “Fried chicken,” as I headed back down the stairs to the kitchen where I find my dad.

 

 My dad is 39, he and my mom had my brother when they were 18, making my brother now 21. My dad was doing well for a single father, if he was stressed he did a good job of never showing it. He was always caring but he was firm when he wanted to be, me and my brother weren’t always the best but we’ve had to grow up faster since our mom walked out of the picture. Tall, with very short but healthy brown hair, broad shoulders and big arms to compliment them, my dad was a construction worker, or at least something like that. I’ve never really cared for the details, but he’s in the sun all day lifting heavy things so he’s gained a bit of muscle and a tan over the years. He also has a short beard, which he trims often because he says he doesn’t like how it feels when it grows out. After we all eat dinner I help clean up and head back up to my room. I debate about jerking out another load but decide against it and hit the hay.

 

The next day went by as normal by I felt like Penny was avoiding me all day so before the last period i knew I had to track her down in-between periods. When I finally found her she was standing outside in the hall during passing period almost like she was waiting for me. She seemed to be in a good mood and she caught me at a good time cause there’s really no one in this corner of the school except for a few classes. “Hey there,” she said shyly. “Hey there-“ she cut me off again. “Hold out your hand, quick!” I did and she placed her wadded up wet panties in my hand. “So hot,” I said brazenly taking a sniff. “I’d like it if you’d put them in your mouth,” she didn’t have to say another word I shoved them in my mouth and savored the flavor, rolling it around in my mouth. I tucked her panties away and we arranged to meet tonight at Peps. “I’ll see you later, we’re gonna have fun!” Little did I know by we, she didn’t mean me. “Oh…”  she said as she then gave me a smile that made me weak in the knees, “and wear those panties tonight, if you don’t I’ll know you’re no fun.” She left abruptly after that leaving me dumbfounded, wear her panties? If I do this for her she must be about to do some freaky shit for me! 

 

Later that night I arrived at peps like planned, Penny looking cute as hell in the booth alone. When I joined her she gave me a look and I knew what it meant. I flashed her the waistband on the bright red panties I was wearing under my jeans. Felt weird but kinky, I wasn’t completely hating it. After chatting for a bit she suggests we go for a drive so I take her to one of my favorite make out spots but she claims to know a better place so I follow her lead. When we get there I ask if she wants to move to the back seat and she agrees and moves to get out of the car to go around, I’m moving through the inside of the car when I hear the car door opposite of Pennys’ side open. Then I feel a thump on my head and BLack Out

 

I wake up tied to a tree, my ass is so sore, it feels wet too. So does my face now that I think about it. I quickly break free of the loose ties and quickly make my way home.

 

Lucky my car was left alone but Penny was nowhere to be found. I tried calling her, but she only picked up for a second to say “Thanks for such a great night, wear those panties again tomorrow and I promise you a big surprise!” Then she hung up. I don’t know what else to do but start driving home. On the way home my ass starts leaking through my panties and through my pants. (Yes I’m still wearing them what else am I supposed to do) I get home, take a shower, and jump into bed my mind pondering what my surprise could be. 

 

It was a surprise alright. Zach was waiting for me to arrive at school, how could I have expected this. Zach approaches me while we’re still in the parking lot. “Yo shithead,” he says trying to intimidate me, “You’re brave showing your face so soon.” I try to respond “Wha-“ but I’m cut off as Zach shoves me to the ground, by now everyone around is watching but no one is helping. “You’ll be lucky if you ever get laid again.” He says towering above me, some of his friends/goon start to show up during all our commotion. “Dude. For real I don’t know what you’re talking about.” I try to explain. He lowers his voice so only we can hear.  “I’ll make it real easy for you to understand. No girl is ever gonna want a panty wearing fag.” Then he looks behind me and says, “Isn’t that right babe?”  Penny walks up from somewhere behind me. “Not only that babe, but he already sucked your cum off my panties.” 

My world stopped. Penny was still with Zach, I had been setup. I had put Zach cum in my mouth. I was wearing the panties just like Penny had asked but I thought it would get me into her pants. Now they all know I’m wearing panties and I’m on the ground trying not to cry as I feel my social life slip away. 

One of Zach’s close friend, Chris, offered his hand to help me up, I took it reluctantly. When he pulled me up he kept me within earshot to hear him whisper “Meet me in the woods behind the bleachers after school.” I never got the chance to respond because Zach started to talk.

Zach said they wouldn’t tell anyone as long as I do what they say. Never clarifying what it is he’s gonna have me doing. 

After that Zach and his goons kind of all looked at each other for a second confirming they did what they came to do, then they filtered out and towards their first class. Leaving me nothing but a puddle of questions and nerves. 

 

Surprisingly the day goes by like normal, until the school day ends and I have to go meet Chris, or who knows what he might say. The second he sees me underneath the bleachers he whips his cock out, wasting no time he says, “Suck my dick you panty wearing fag. And take your shirt and pants off.” I was appalled, “No way in hell!” “Fine then I guess you want me to tell everyone what a-“ “Fuck you,” I cut him off knowing I had no choice here. I stripped to only my panties, feeling slightly vulnerable under the bleachers where anyone could come over and see if it were busy. He pushed me to my knees, “It’s not gonna suck itself.” I slowly moved my face towards it, so meaty and I can smell it now. He picks it up and beats it against my face a few times not letting me recoil away. “Open your mouth,” I obey slowly but surely enough as soon as I’m open wide enough I taste my first dick. “Lick it.” I started to move my tongue up and down the shaft. It slowly slides into my mouth and he starts facefucking me. He’s holing my head on his dick as I’m gagging. After a bit he starts to shoot his load down my throat, but let’s me up for air as he’s still shooting so it lands on my face. He rubs it in with his dick. “What do you say whore?” “Fuck you,” I spat. “Bad whore.” He said in a serious tone. He picked up my shorts and shirt and said, “Good luck without these then!” And took off before I could stop him. “Wait!! What am I supposed to do!?” But he was gone and I was alone with a face covered in cum and the only thing I had on was a red pair on panties. 

 

Soon Zach stepped under the bleachers, ‘Fucking hell,’ I think to myself, ‘Fuck this guy.’ “On your knees slut.” I had no choice but to comply. He doesn’t waste a second pulling out his massive dick. “You’re already acting like a good little cum whore aren’t you?” “Dude I just want my clothes-“ SMACK! Instantly I felt pain on my face, he had slapped me. “I said you’re acting like a good little cumdump aren’t you?” I only nodded yes quietly, “Speak up whore!” “I’m a good cumdump,” I utter. “Call me sir, and try again.” So I try again, “I’m a good cumdump sir.” He bouncing his dick on my face for a few minutes. I think he just loves the power he has over me right now. “Open your mouth and close your eyes. I’m not gonna tell you twice.” He demands. His dick now almost fully hard I was scared, the rumors were true. His dick looked easily 9-10 inches. I closed my eyes and opened my mouth while mentally preparing for what was to come. But suddenly my face and mouth were getting hit by load after load. He was cumming!! After a few shots in my mouth at the end he simply said, “Swallow slut.” And started to walk away, I swallowed. Then opened my eyes only to see Chris handing Zach a phone and then throwing my clothes towards me. I gather my clothes and leave my pride, as I try to get to a bathroom as quickly as possible. 

 

It was out of my hands from then on, I was powerless and didn’t realize just how much this would change my life. 

This is really hot. Is it fiction?

On 12/5/2022 at 6:43 AM, Asnlooking said:

I actually haven't seen him online cruising. It is easier for him to get guys offering their mouths and holes at ABS. He is the type that goes into a store and straight to a booth for a mouth and hole. Get off and leave. My favorite type of ABS goers. 

Thanks for your advice. Ongoing would be nice. For now, I think it is best to leave things the way they are now.

That way you face less competition too which would be a killer for you as an old dude trolling for that young, teenage twink dick.

On 1/11/2021 at 12:37 PM, LittleCumSewer said:

I have been fucked and sucked guys off on the Go train many times. even gotten completely naked and bred right in the train cars in the middle of the aisle. I got fucked on a Go train this week. I was on the upper deck of a train leaving Toronto and there were 3 guys up there with me at the other end. one of them came over to talk to me and told me he's fucked me a bunch of times and knows what an exhibitionist slut I am and told me he bet his buddies $20 he could get me to get on my knees and suck his cock right there. so I of course did. his buddies both came over to watch. it was late at night so we were pretty sure there would be no fare checker guys. so I actually sucked all 3 of them for about 10 minutes. then one guy said "I'm pretty sure we could all fuck this slut right here if we wanted to" then asked me "would you let all 3 of us bareback your slut ass right here slut?" I said yes. so I pulled down my leggings and bent over so 2 of them could take turns fucking me while I sucked the thirds cock and they all shot their loads in me before we got to the next stop. then they went back to their original seats. when they got off the train, the original guy gave me the 20of the 40 bucks (20 times 2) he won from his buddies and said "thanks for being such an easy slut. you deserve half" funny thing is, for a cumdump like me, actually seeing the men who fucked me and hearing their names makes taking their loads on a public train feel vanilla lol btw it turns out the other 2 guys had also fucked me before

Any stats or pics if these dudes?

On 11/8/2021 at 5:46 PM, anoncumdumpsub said:

I remember hearing a while back that there were plans to create a full-fledged cumdump network, some kind of interactive site where cumdumps could be marked on a map with their availability so that tops could always find a place to unload.

I haven't seen it mentioned lately, and looking at [think before following links] [think before following links] https://cumdump.network/ it seems to still be up there but nothing really new.

Does anyone know if this is still an ongoing project, or if the idea has been abandoned? Alternatively if this is still ongoing and the devs are just missing people I'd also be happy to pitch in what I can since I am a professional developer as well.

I'd love to know too!

On 10/20/2021 at 5:09 PM, Bottomboijst said:

Would love to hear about real cumdump bottoms people love on OF / JFF. 

At the moment some of the best ones I’ve seen are: 

NYC_Hole - cumdump with some amateur collecting loads sessions 

breedmyfag - runs cumdump sessions 

spreadnaround - loves everything to do with cum. Mostly group / gangbang sessions. 
 

 

nothing better than a hole about 5 loads in and frothy. 

I follow all of those & more.

On 9/14/2022 at 4:51 PM, bareback-flipflop said:

What a question 😂

I like taking loads. Period. I don’t care if it’s dark or illuminated. Of course, I like taking loads in dark room because it’s amazing when you have no idea who is fucking you. You can feel only the thick hard cock and its throbbing before exploding in your hole. 

Yeah, I think the senses are heightened with anonymous encounters. 

On 9/26/2022 at 3:40 PM, takemeuseme said:

I would prefer a dark room even when visiting somebody at their home or having someone at my home.  I think that a dark room is just way more erotic and I find that my senses are heightened in the dark so that a mouth or cock feels so much better.

Absolutely 💯 

On 10/12/2022 at 5:53 PM, rmoss said:

Absolutely. Love being in the dark room and getting the thrill of someone rubbing their finger across my hole before I lean over and feel them enter me. Shame my bf doesn't know how much a slut I am so I don't get opportunities to go and collect loads often

Does he know you cheat & collect anon loads?

On 10/29/2022 at 12:15 PM, JamieBottom said:

I love anon loads, regardless of the venue. Just in Dark rooms its (as no visual senses) more difficult to notice the cumming moment 

Anon loads seem so hot. 

On 11/20/2022 at 4:02 PM, boi2bused said:

I love it when a top calls my ass a cunt or a pussy ... dom tops, takign what they want ... using me like a bitch 🙂

Your pussy is beautiful. 😛

On 11/20/2022 at 3:59 PM, Satyr99 said:

I love it when he calls it my cunt. Or when he begs me to fuck his cunt. Such a turn on, either way.

I prefer "pussy" or "whore pussy" but any variation on that ("cunt", "kunt", "hole", "whore hole", etc. is fine by me. The customer is ALWAYS right!

Haha😄

On 11/15/2022 at 9:48 AM, HungVersCumdump said:

I love it when guys call my pussy what it is. Cunt is also good. I'm no loads refused after all. 

I agree 100%. I love mine being called a pussy or whorepussy.

On 11/21/2022 at 7:15 AM, Tx8in said:

When can we see the video

How many did he collect?

10 hours ago, Slutboyseattle said:

Well with about 6 weeks left in 2022 I have to say I’ve lost the absolute count on loads of cum up my ass …. But with a high degree of confidence that I’m within a sort of 120 load margin of error : I put my load count at 2,250 for the years so far. That’s a little over 6 loads a day… which actually makes me feel more like the number is more in the 2,500 +\- 120 🙂 lol NOT NEARLY ENOUGH TO SATISFY THIS INSATIABLE CUMDUMP FUCKHOLE OF MINE !:) 

How did you have time to prep for & take that much cum every day? It sounds amazing. 

On 9/24/2021 at 3:04 PM, cumwhoreDC said:

The vaccine doesn't prevent transmission and was never designed to do so. get off your sanctimonious high horses.

Exactly!

On 9/22/2021 at 4:28 PM, Hornedpigdc said:

I would not go if they didn't require proof of vaccinations because I am not a fuckin idiot.  There is nothing controversial about getting vaccinated to protect yourself and others.  Its NOT a fuckin debatable issue.  And if you are on this site and don't realize that, you are dumb and negligent scum!  Sorry buddy.

It's a personal choice thing.

On 3/6/2018 at 10:35 PM, rawsextwink97 said:

Slim twink Chicago. 6’2 140 neg white boy. Looking to get bred. Message me.

Getting lucky lately?

On 3/6/2018 at 10:35 PM, rawsextwink97 said:

Slim twink Chicago. 6’2 140 neg white boy. Looking to get bred. Message me.

Any luck?

On 12/17/2020 at 6:52 AM, Guest said:

Always interested in talking to and meeting other guys into mpreg.  Luckily I am married to a man that is into it as well.  Specifically, the fetish I have is uber-masculine Alpha Tops getting me pregnant against my will, then forcing me to carry his baby to term and give birth to his offspring.  It's the ultimate thing a sub can do for an Alpha, to literally help him procreate.  Then, after I give birth, it happens again.  My husband goes wild with the thought that every time he cums in me, that I could get pregnant.  I'm not into the inter-species or sci-fi part of it, just the straight-forward two humans, like a man and woman would breed.

Just an incubator for Alpha tops' powerful aids babies.

On 12/17/2021 at 5:44 PM, Assmunch said:

It had been a hard week. Our platoon was out in the field on training maneuvers. We arrived back at the barracks tired, muddy, and chilled to the bone.  We figured out two days in that Sarge, being the asshole he is, didn’t tell us we’d be camping out and in the open the entire week so he could teach us a ‘readiness’ lesson.  It was November for fuck’s sake.  We had no gear, no cover, no vest, just boots, fatigues and weapons.  Two of those things were what Sarge called ‘the only things a soldier needs’.  Boots and weapons.  A soldier fights naked if he has to.  Readiness was the army code word for surprise.  And in the army, there are never any good surprises.  The cold soaking rain certainly wasn’t, and I just knew Sarge had scouted the weather ahead of time.  Ironically, the mud we crawled through, slogged through, choked on and wore actually provided a slight extra insulation.  Even if we could have showered we probably wouldn’t have, aside from the rain which did little to make us feel clean.  You reach a point where the pain and dirt just feels normal.  Still, it was rough.  But if you didn’t like roughing it in the Army, you should have joined the Air Force.  Those words of wisdom from Sarge were our mantra.  He seemed to get intense satisfaction from driving us past our limits.  Asshole.  But he was OUR asshole and we considered him one of our brothers.  Our older, dickwad asshole brother, but still a brother.

 

We all trudged into the barracks looking forward to shucking our muddy battle dress, getting a hot shower, and having a weekend of partying and rest.  Addison, whose nickname was Sleeper, was already peeling off his uniform before he even took two steps inside the door.  I had to chuckle, our training was that ingrained.  In the barracks, dress code was relaxed.  You could walk around naked if you wanted, which many of the guys did during down time.  You didn’t do it during duty hours, but only because of Sarge’s ‘readiness’ drills.  Sucks to be you if you were the last one to fall in.  Sucks to be you if you fall in with one hair out of place.  But one step outside the barracks door was the Army’s world, and Sarge looked for any excuse, any infraction to heap a shitload of abuse and punishment on the slacker.  And sometimes we ALL paid a price.   But cross that threshold and Sleeper rarely waited to get butt as naked.

 

Sleeper was naked before the last guy got through the door.  Of course.  Sleeper wasn’t shy.  He flaunted his athletic, beefy magnificence.  We gave him the nickname because he had been a wrestler in high school, all state in the 190 lb weight class.  He was used to locker rooms, group showers, hanging out naked with the guys.  At 6’1” he was obviously a beast in high school, and a year in the Army had packed on 30 more pounds of muscle.  6’1”, 220 just sat well on him, with his ridiculous casual masculine swagger.  When we first thought up the name, it was because Holler, whose real name was Foger, thought Sleeper was talking about t.v. wrestling and asked him if he knew how to do the Sleeper hold.  Hell, most of us thought it was a good question, but Sleeper scowled and educated us about freestyle competition wrestling and what you could and couldn’t do.  Some of the stuff they did when the ref couldn’t see was downright brutal.  Fingers in the asshole, gripping nuts, grinding your junk into their face, stuff like that.  He said the refs tended to ignore that stuff as long as it was during the execution of a move.  But deliberately cutting off your opponent’s air and blood supply was unsportsmanlike and unnecessary roughness, two fouls that could get you a point penalty at least, and disqualified at worst.  But the name Sleeper stuck, and he gradually accepted that you don’t get to choose your nickname, and his was mild compared to some of the others.  Even Holler was a rather tame nickname, we just couldn’t come up with anything really clever for that backwoods redneck.  Every word he spoke had a slurred country drawl so thick it needed a translation.  It was so bad that Puta, our New York Puerto Rican brother asked ‘Ay Puta, were ya born in a holler down in kintuckee?’ Fuck, he tried to mimic Holler’s southern accent, but it was nowhere near and the rest of us about cried we laughed so hard.  Holler glared at Puta, but we all knew nothing was going to happen.  Holler was about 140 lbs soaking wet, a scrawny, gangly little shit.  Puta would break him like a twig.  Puta called everyone Puta unless he was being serious.  That’s how he got his nickname.  We told him we’d stop calling him that when he stopped calling everyone that.  He just said ‘Ay, fuck you puta.’  Just a bunch of guys going around calling each other ‘whore’ in Spanish.  Gotta love the Army.

 

Enough about that, you’ll learn the other brother’s names later.  Where was I?  Oh yeah, Sleeper’s big round marble white ass rumbling towards the showers, two globes of perfect muscle stacked on tree trunk thighs that flared out beyond his narrow hips.  It looked like snow on hills, he was so white.  Still, he wasn’t the biggest brother, nor the most built.  That honor belonged to Zeus.  Holy shit, Zeus was just blessed by the Gods.  No one bothered Zeus.  Not that Zeus was mean, or angry, or frightening.  Zeus was a clam, silent giant.  Even when he looked at us individually, it never seemed to be a judgement.  He was difficult to figure out.  Sometimes, rarely, he smiled at a joke someone made.  If you got that smile from him, that rare emotional response, you felt like you won some big prize.  He just had….something.  Something the rest of us wished we could learn.  But we settled with just basking in its effects when Zeus deigned to interact with us poor mortals.

 

“Which one of you grunts messed up my beautiful barracks with your fucking filth!?!” came the roar from behind us.  At this point we were all, except Zeus, at least half undressed.  Zeus hadn’t made a single move to get undressed.  “Fall in!”

 

Fuck!  Sarge knew there was no way we could NOT muck up the place.  Hell, half of us, like Sleeper, undressed just a couple steps inside, so we WOULDN’T create a mess we’d just have to clean up.  32 filthy guys in limited square feet peeling off shoes, socks, uniforms, underwear, no one cared what body part pressed up against who.  All asses and armpits, as Sarge says.

 

We scrambled immediately into formation.  Footlong (we WANTED to call him horsedick but better sense prevailed) wasn’t even half out of his pants and he had to waddle into line and just leave them around his knees, his wet boxer briefs suctioned to his namesake down his right leg.  His absurd double doorknob sized balls hung down the other leg, almost hanging as low as his cock.  He said he had to divide them up like that or it was just too much meat in one place.

 

Sarge’s green eyes gazed at the floor, sweeping in lazy arcs, an angry frown deepening with every smear of mud he saw.  He looked up at the wall beside the door where a muddy handprint marred the whitewash.

 

Quietly…dangerously… he said “who is barrack’s bitch this week?”

 

We all went white when we heard him say barrack’s bitch.  That was supposed to be a secret.  How’d he find out?  Barrack’s bitch was our little hazing game on Saturday nights, the only night of the week when we were on post that we could let loose.  One brother, chosen at random from a hat, had to take orders from anyone who gave it, do anything they were told.  Barrack’s Bitch bought the beer, or liquor for those who wanted that.  Barrack’s bitch fetched refills, cleaned up spills, did party tricks for our amusement, was subservient at all times, and basically let the rest of us feel just a little power and control, for just a brief moment, in our powerless grunt lives.  I forget who originally came up with the idea, maybe it was Bootlicker, he always had great ideas.  He was easily the smartest of all of us.  How he ended up eating mud with the rest of us in a rainy miserable November, I’ll never know.  He could have gone to college.

 

“Someone better speak up.  I can take away your Saturday anytime I want.  A sergeant doesn’t repeat himself.”

 

“Wanker is Barrack’s bitch, Sarge. “ Wanker said.  Oh fuck, we owed him big.  We hadn’t had a chance to do the drawing yet, so technically we didn’t have a bitch this week.  Wanker fucking volunteered.  And you NEVER volunteer in the Army.  I felt bad that Wanker was probably going to spend the next three hours of his liberty cleaning up our mess.

 

“Excellent.  Outstanding. You were on my list anyway.“ Sarge said with every inflection of sarcasm he could milk from his cold, dead heart.  “Private Wanker, you’re with me.  The rest of you animals better remove any sign of your unfortunate presence from my barracks before I get back.  She better shine and glow like a virgin after her first fuck.”   He stared at us for a three count.

 

“MOVE YOUR SORRY FUCKING ASSES, GRUNTS! IT WAS NOT A REQUEST.”

 

We damn near injured ourselves as we darted around picking up clothing, it didn’t matter whose.  Sleeper grabbed someone’s underwear, the cleanest thing he could find, and started wiping up mud, the globes of his chiseled ass vibrating while his dick and balls swung between his legs like a fucking bell ringing that the pope had died.  That gave everyone the idea, and, well… that was how 30 soldiers ended up naked and scrubbing mud with their own underwear on their hand and knees while Sarge watched for a minute.  Satisfied that we were doing the job, he turned and left, with Wanker following his beefy back, Sarge’s pristine uniform dry, spotless and pressed like he hadn’t spent a week babysitting idiots sitting in mud.  What the fuck?  He had MAYBE 45 seconds between when we left the transport and when he came through the barrack’s door.  How could he be clean, dry and spotless?

 

Anyway, not even Sarge said anything to Zeus, who still stood absolutely silent at parade rest, staring at the rest of us working.  He’d never undressed.  His fatigues were muddy, but his boots were clean.  I guess he didn’t feel like he made a mess, so he wasn’t going to clean it up, and no one was going to say anything about it.  Zeus was…. well, confusing would be a good word.

 

So we got everything cleaned up, our faces up someone else’s ass until it was spotless.  Then we hit the showers.  Everyone except Zeus.  We took our time, looking forward to the party, letting the hot water soak away our tiredness.

 

“Should we wait for Wanker?  Or should we choose another bitch?”  Dimples asked?  No, he didn’t have dimples when he smiled.  Not on those cheeks anyway.

 

“Fuck dat.” Puta replied.  “Dat puta volunteered.  I’m no gonna be putting my name in a hat dis week.  Das all I care about.  He be back soon.”

 

We all silently agreed.  After all, he escaped having to mop up mud with someone’s dirty underwear.  Soon we were all cleaned up and feeling fresh.  It took a while to get clean.  We all dried off and went to our bunks to throw on some clothes, even if it was just a pair of socks or underwear.  Footlong of course wore his usual boxer briefs.  He didn’t like anyone looking at his massive cock, which was difficult NOT to look at when it swung free.

 

Zeus got up and went to the showers.  He never showered with the brothers.  He just waited patiently, quietly doing his quiet thing.  We did notice though, that while we were using up all the hot water, he’d cleaned the mud from all our boots, and put them at the end of the bunks.  Our fatigues were piled neatly, still muddy, on an empty rack near the corner.  Zeus was a good guy, an excellent soldier.  He just didn’t like to join the group.  I did wonder why we’d never chosen his name for Barrack’s bitch, though.  But, as with everything else, I just figured he was blessed by the Gods.

 

About that time Wanker returned.  He seemed a little jumpy, and stripped down to go shower himself.

 

“You gotta wait, Wanker.” I said.

 

“What for, Assmunch?  I don’t start bitchwork yet.”

 

Yeah, that’s me.  Assmunch.  It USED to be Scarlett on account of how red I turned when angry, exerting myself, embarrassed… hell, I turned red if I breathed.  But one of my turns at Barrack’s bitch went a bit wild.  I violated the subservience rule, and was ordered to kiss the brother’s ass that I’d offended.

 

“Kiss it.” Sleeper said, presenting his amazing ass to my face.  Troll and Cellblock held me on my knees to either side.

 

Cellblock pushed my face closer.  I could feel the hot, damp atmosphere of Sleeper’s sweaty, hairless crack hitting me like a sauna.

 

“Oh look, Scarlett is all red.” Troll laughed.  “Your brother gave you an order.  Kiss. His. Ass.”

 

I darted in and gave his left asscheek a quick peck.

 

“Oh, that makes the other cheek lonely.  Scarlett, be a pal and kiss the other one” Sleeper said with a dirty grin.  “But I’m not your sister.  Kiss it like you mean it.  “

 

Truth was, it wasn’t a big deal.  It was just his butt, and it was a nice one.  But acting like I hated it was part of the game.  So I pressed my lips to his right asscheek and made out with it.  Damn, it was solid, and smooth, and tasted of sweat and that cheap soap we used.  I pulled away after ten seconds.

 

“I think he was into it, bro” Cellblock commented.  “His tongue tasted all of that lily white booty.”

 

“Really?  Did you like the taste of my ass, bitch?”  Sleeper looked over his shoulder with eyebrows raised.  “Don’t be ashamed to admit it.  I know it’s a piece of grade a prime beef.  It should taste delicious.”  He flexed his ass  then wiggled it in my face.  “But that wasn’t the best part.  You gotta get deep in the meat near the bone for the most flavor. “

 

He bent over, his cheeks spread as he looked at me from between his knees.  I’d never been this close to another man’s asshole, and the sight kinda stunned me for a second.  I don’t know if all assholes looked like his, but it seemed like it was all just smooth white skin with a tiny little rift.  No hair, no pucker, no visible difference from the asscheek I just frenched.  I looked at him, his eyes daring me, that confident grin.  He was a rotten handsome prick.  But, if I was going to lick anyone’s asshole, my best friend’s was probably the only one.

 

“Fuck it.” I said.  The guys were all gathered around, hooting, catcalling, laughing.  They were going to witness this bullshit with horrified attention like a car wreck you couldn’t look away from.  And I was determined to make it as unpleasant for them as I could.  Which meant going full on gay with it.

 

“Lemme have my arms.” I said to Cellblock and Troll.  They dutifully released me and stood fascinated to see if I’d go through with it.

 

I placed my hands on his ass, gripping his glutes, pushing his cheeks together and apart.  “You ready?  After this, you’re gonna understand why the ladies love me.  When I go down, I give it everything I got.  You’re going to beg me to do this to you again.”

 

“You ain’t never had no ladies.  Don’t try to lie.  You probably gonna leave bite marks on his shitter.”  Cellblock said.

 

With that, I dove in.  I kept his asscheeks apart so the guys could watch my big tongue slurp right up his crack, starting at his taint and pushing upwards across his insanely perfect hole to the end of his crack.

 

“Oh shit!  He really went in!” Troll said.  The other brothers varied in their reactions, from disgust to cheering.

 

I zeroed in on the target, my mouth open, and smothered his almost hidden sphincter with my tongue.  Sleeper let out an involuntary “ohhhhhh fuck” and I moved my hands to his thighs and pulled him into me as I began assaulting that hole with my tongue, lips, nose, chin, just grinding away with heavy slurping noises, tons of saliva and noises like I was eating the best meal of my life.  Sleeper was trying not to move, but I could feel slight pushes and tiny flexes of his thighs I was gripping.  I no longer had any awareness of what the guys were doing, simply lost in eating Sleeper’s asshole like a pussy.

 

“Shit dude.  You gotta stop.” He said after a minute or so.  I didn’t know how long I was in there.

 

“You sure, sir?” I mumbled from between his cheeks.

 

“Dude, stop.  Okay… you’re done.”  I pulled away, my face wet.  I’m sure I was red as a beet, but it was worth it.  I looked down at his face, still between his legs, his eyes were closed and he was breathing a little heavy.  I noticed his dick was almost hard, his foreskin pulled almost all the way back, and he was leaking pre-cum.  He reached up between his legs and swiped across his asshole, probably to give himself a moment to recover and get rid of the dick slime dripping off his cock so the guys wouldn’t see.  Looks like Sleeper enjoyed it more than a little, I thought.  I had to admit, I enjoyed it too.  Not too much different than eating pussy.

 

“Now I have assmunching juice all over me!” He growled.

 

“You asked for it, and I did warn you.” I replied, wiping my face with my hand.

 

“How’d it taste, Assmunch?  Looks like he gave you a full helping.  You were buried up his crack for five minutes.  We couldn’t even see your nose.”  Bootlicker jibed.

 

“Tasted like freedom, America, and grunt beef!” I laughed back.

 

Sleeper was still bent over, his hands on his knees.  His ass still near my face, cheeks spread, his shiny asshole clenching and releasing.  “Whew, I need a beer.  Bitch, get me a beer.  It’s gonna take me a minute to dry out.  Felt like you were trying to taste what I had for breakfast.  Holy good God in heaven.  “

 

“Be right back. “.

 

So… Assmunch stuck.  You gotta roll with the punches.   Sleeper and I would later have a heart to heart about my skills, but that’s a story for later.   We were best buds, of course we were going to talk about it.  And more it turns out.

 

Where was I?  Oh yeah, Wanker stripped down headed to the showers.

 

“What for Assmunch?”

 

“Zeus is in there.  You gotta wait.”  I told him.

 

Wanker sighed, knowing he had to let Zeus take his shower alone.  He went to his bunk, looking like he hurt his leg or something.  He wasn’t walking right.

 

The rest of the guys were hyping up for our party, ready to get things moving.

 

“You okay Wanker?  What’s up with you? “ I asked.  “If you need to go see medical, we can choose another bitch.  But you did get off easy not having to clean up.  What did Sarge want, anyway?”

 

“It’s no big deal.  Just a sore hip.” He said morosely, which was out of character for him.  He was usually one of the funny ones, always cracking jokes.  Even when we caught him in the toilet whacking off he just laughed and busted his nut right in front of us.  He actually hit Sackless right on the chin with one of his spurts.  Wanker’s got a fucking firehose when he shoots.  He’s the distance champion for nut AND piss out of all of us.  “Sarge just needed to discipline me for something.  I kinda fucked up, but he’s going to give me a pass this time.”

 

“Fuck man, that sounds serious.  What’d you do?”  I asked.

 

“It was supposed to be a joke, just a prank on the Charlies.  You know those guys are dickwads, not like us.  Well, THEIR Sarge raised hell with our Sarge.”

 

“WHAT DID YOU DO?” I stressed again.

 

“Put liquid contact adhesive in their shampoo dispenser.”

 

“Sounds like a Bootlicker idea” I mused, laughing.  “Oh that’s evil.  But wouldn’t they have to use it right away?  Or it’d just turn to rubber, right?”

 

“No, that’s the beauty of it.” Wanker said, without any enthusiasm at all.  “If it doesn’t contact air, it stays liquid.  Bootlicker knows his shit.  That’s why the Charlies look like green recruits now.  They had to shave their heads just like in boot camp.  Bald as babies.  They finally grew their hair back this year, and they had to shave it all again.”

 

“Fucking classic.  Doesn’t sound like anything that the Sarges would get involved in though.”

 

Wanker sighed.  “The shampoo dispensers were trashed.  Had to be replaced.  Sarge said willful destruction of Army property is taken very seriously.  I woulda been fucked.”  He paused, closed his eyes.  In a weak voice almost too quiet to hear he continued “I WAS fucked.”

 

I was puzzled why he wasn’t happier.  “But you said Sarge gave you a pass.”

 

Wanker looked me dead in the eye and repeated “no, I was fucked.”  There was a change in his emphasis that seemed odd.

 

“God don’t be dumb, Assmunch.  That’s how I got the pass.  Charlie’s Sarge plowed his huge Hungarian dick into my ass.  I was fucked by Sergeant Charlie.  And he didn’t pull out, use a condom or go easy.  He ripped me apart and busted in my asshole, which is still dripping his nut, while I was bent over Sarge’s desk like a cheap whore.   I squatted as soon as I was outside, but fuck there’s like a gallon of it in me, it just keeps coming out.”  Wanker was damn near crying, but he was keeping it together .  Soldiers don’t cry.  “Don’t tell the guys.  I shouldn’t even have told you.  Okay?”

 

“You don’t have to worry, Parker.” I said.  Just using his first name sounded weird to me, but this was no time for juvenile nicknames.  “I’m glad you told me.  Are you okay?  Do you need me to do anything?”

 

“I’ll be fine.  It’s not the end of the world.  I took my punishment.  I agreed to it.’ He said with a morose chuckle.  “And honestly, it would have been worse getting demoted and having to leave you guys, maybe leave the Army.  That would have hurt way more I think.”

 

I nodded, understanding.  Pain was a known quantity, we lived and breathed pain.  We carried on.  It was all bearable when you had your brothers beside you.

 

“But, I need a favor.  Later, not now.” He said.

 

“Name it, brother, it’s yours.” I replied.

 

“After the party, I need you to look at my ass.  It felt like he broke something inside me.  I can’t ask anyone else, don’t want to go to the infirmary and answer a lot of questions.  I figure you’d probably know what to look for after being up Sleeper’s hole that time.  You can say no.”

 

I pulled him into a deep hug.  “I’d be honored to.  After the party.”  I held him for a few more seconds, and felt the tension drain from his body.

 

Looking like he felt better, we saw Zeus coming back, fully clothed in some pajamas his mom probably sent him.  Little German Shepard puppies frolicking all over them, but no one said a word.  He didn’t even look stupid wearing pajamas a six year old would wear.  Fuck, I wish I had half of whatever God blood flowed through his steel veins.  Where she found puppy dog pajamas to fit a 6’5” hulk that barely fit into his fatigues was a mystery only she knew.  Zeus walked to his bunk like he was dressed in biker’s leathers, or fucking medieval armor.

 

“Go clean up, I’ll stall the brothers.” I told Wanker.  “I’ll set up for you so they don’t get cranky.”  We both knew if they got cranky Wanker would be given way more shit than usual.

 

He walked away.  I turned to Zeus.  “Thanks for doing our boots Zeus.  That was really nice of you.”

 

He turned to me, almost to see if I was being sarcastic.  I wasn’t.  Then he smiled and I felt the world shift.  For a moment I felt like the star of his world.  I know I was lighting up red, probably the reddest I’ve ever been, but fuck if I cared.  I couldn’t move, couldn’t look away from his piercing hazel eyes.

 

“”It’s okay Andrew.  I didn’t help clean.” His voice was a physical sensation, a vibration that caressed my entire body.  It was deep, gentle but with a force like a wave that moves you without harm or pressure.  He wasn’t even trying to be charming or dominant or alpha, all of those things were just exuded naturally from every pore on his body.  I would have cut my own throat at that moment, with a smile, if he but asked.

 

Did he know?  Did he realize how he affected all of us?  Did he see my absolute capitulation and hero worship written on my face?  I couldn’t hide it if I tried, my brain made no sense when he looked at me.  During hushed conversations with the brothers, we realized he affected every single one of us the same way.  Hell, Puta had never once called Zeus ‘Puta’, that was how altering Zeus was.  Sarge never screamed at him, ever.

 

“I was going to shine them, but you guys weren’t in the shower long enough.”  He almost sounded like he was apologizing to me.  What the fuck, no that wasn’t going to happen.  He wasn’t anyone that should apologize.

 

“It was nice enough that you got the mud off.  And we used all the hot water, which was an asshole thing to do.  We didn’t deserve for you to do anything nice for us.”

 

I swear this was the most Zeus had said to any one of us.  What the fuck was going on tonight?  Wanker gets ass raped, and agreed to it no less, got flooded with jizz, is still going to be Barrack’s bitch, and now Zeus is having a fucking conversation with me, a blessed fucking pleasant conversation with a God like any of that is normal.

 

I’m having a stroke.  That’s the only explanation.  I’m out of my mind near death and it’s all a hallucination.

 

Zeus looked down at his feet hanging off the end of his bunk.  I got a sudden feeling that he was sad.

 

“It’s okay.  The water was still warm.  It felt good after being in the cold rain.  You guys are always so nice to me.  I’m not good at the stuff you do for fun.” He said softly, trying to be quiet.  I guess he didn’t want the brothers to overhear us.

 

“Is that why you always stay in your bunk?”

 

“Yeah.”

 

That hit me hard.  We’re we excluding one of our brothers because we thought he was too good for our foolish games?  When he sat apart watching us have fun and never inviting him?  Did he not think he was a God above all of us?

 

“Zeus.  Look at me, please.” I said.

 

He looked over.  His deep hazel eyes had a sad hope.  It crushed me completely.

 

“Do you know why we call you Zeus?”  I asked.

 

“Because I’m big?” He guessed.

 

I almost laughed.  But I didn’t want to ruin this moment.  “No Zeus, we call you that because your brothers and I think that you are a God walking among us.  Yeah, being tall, with those insane muscles helps.  But there’s so much more about you we like.  We love that everything you do is perfect.  You ace every task.  You never fuck up, or say something dumb, or do ANYTHING wrong.  When you walk, it’s like watching a wild animal stalk its prey.  When you speak, your voice rumbles like thunder.  When you look at us, like you’re looking at me now, our souls tremble.  We don’t know why, but you have something incredible in you that just comes out and hits us like lightning.  We’ve all just accepted that you’re the best of all of us.  That’s just how it is.  We’ve talked about it.  If we were back in time, you’d be our king.  I know it sounds stupid, but we literally worship the ground you walk on. “

 

“You wouldn’t feel that way if you knew.” He said.

 

A cold knot formed in my stomach.  He had some dark secret he couldn’t tell us?  Fuck all.  My mind was spinning.  How the fuck do I handle this?  The other part of my brain kicked in.  The side that was smart, that argued against doing stupid shit.  It said two words: so what?  So what if he has a dark secret?  He’s your brother, and you don’t abandon a brother.

 

“Zeus, my brother, nothing you can tell me would change a thing.  You could have fucked your cousin and I wouldn’t care.”  That got a grin from him.  “I don’t care if you sucked dick for money and took it up the ass from Abdul the clerk at the corner stop and shop.  Wouldn’t change a thing. “ I thought I saw him give a barely perceptible jerk at that.  Nah, couldn’t be.  Could it?  I mean, I wanted to know, but NOT know.  “Of course, the only thing that might change would be I’d need a special favor now and then, if you know what I mean.” I joked.  I grinned back at him, gauging his reaction.

 

He seemed to deflate, like he all the sudden relaxed from an incredible heavy load he’d been carrying.  “You mean it, Andrew?”

 

“I mean it.  And, starting now, you gotta start using our nicknames.  That’s what brothers do.  I’m Assmunch.  Don’t much like it, but I earned it.  ” I told him.

 

“Why do they call you Assmunch?” He asked sincerely.  Man, his voice.

 

I figured if my guess was right, he’d like the story, so I told him about tongue raping Sleeper’s ass.  He sat there staring at me with eyes that just got wider and wider.

 

“No way!” He exclaimed, the most intense emotion I’d ever seen come out of him.

 

“Oh yes.  Five minutes they said I ate his ass.  You know the best part?”

 

He was hooked, leaning forward.  “What?”

 

“Sleeper got a boner and was leaking dickjuice everywhere.  He had to hide it from the other guys, but I saw it.  You can’t tell anyone though.  We gotta keep the secret that Sleeper just loves to get his ass eaten.”

 

“Wow!  Really? Sleeper?”

 

“Yeah, he’s really got the best ass.  I’ve been taking care of him about once a week since then.  We have a deal.  I eat his ass until he cums, sometimes without even touching his dick.  And then he gives me a handjob and I get to shoot my load.”

 

“Do you like it?” He asked, way more interested than I’d ever seen him be.  He wasn’t calm and aloof anymore.  “You know, eating his ass?”

 

“Yeah, not too different than eating pussy.  Taste is different, and it’s just my spit and no pussy juice, but to be honest what I like most is how it gets Sleeper all worked up.  I’d do anything for him.  He’s my best friend. “

 

Zeus nodded.  “Yeah, I can see that.  I like Sleeper too.  He’s my favorite.”

 

I looked at Zeus, and rolled the dice.  I was pretty sure I was right.  But this would clinch it.  “You know, he’d probably love it if you wanted to give it a try.  The man really can’t get enough tongue in his ass.”  I left that hanging there, then continued.  “Come on, bring your puppy dog pajamas and help me set up for tonight.  You don’t have to stay, and I won’t say anything about what we talked about, okay?”

 

Zeus got up from his rack.  Looking down, he pulled out the bottom of his shirt.  “They’re German Shepards” he said, smiling like a kid.  Fuck I could just kiss him he was so friggin adorable right then.

 

Without thinking, I grabbed his sleeve and said “c’mon puppy, party’s this way”

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