Jaygusher

Part 5 Grandpa was inside me. Stroking his shaft and getting dangerously close to orgasm. I heard him starting the quietly grunt and that’s when I had to fake waking up. “Oh fuck here it comes…Yes…oof. Oooh! Yeaaaaaaaaah! Ahhhhhhhh….” “Grandpa? What’s going on?” I asked with a groggy tone. He stopped all his movement and placed his hands back on the bed. “Good morning Kenny! Looks like I accidentally slipped a little bit inside you durning the night.” He acted like someone who wasn’t about to cum. Was he really working to orgasm previously or was he actually working his way out? “Oh no! That’s not good. You should take it out.” “Are you sure? Does it hurt?” Grandpa let his body lay back down on me. His cock sinking in, still hard as rock. “Ah! Uh no but it’s dangerous.” He wiggled his hips a little. “You’re perfectly okay, I want you to feel it in you a bit. How is your first cock? Never mind it being mine. I want to know how you like it. How do you like it knowing your virginity is gone?” I didn’t know what to say. It felt good. I love cock but I can’t let him stay in me. “It’s, uh, it’s fine. It feels good” “And you feel amazing Kenny. My snake found a good home.” Grandpa gave a few thrusts in me then pulled out with a wet popping sound. I finally had it out. It was in me for so long I was wondering if my ass would ever recover. We both slowly got up. My body was stiff and my ass was sore. I liked having a cock inside me but my first one being grandpas was not what I had in mind. My first time was incest. I felt so embarrassed. “Grandpa, would it be okay if you don’t tell my dad about this?” “Absolutely! This will be our little secret. No one will know what goes on in here.” That made me feel a little better. We got up and his cock was still hard. It was shiny from my ass juices. He was playing with it. “I said today I’d invite someone over. I think ill go get him now. I’m really horny and need to blow desperately. I can show a few fun things that way.” “Okay.” Grandpa headed for the door in the nude. “Stay naked for me Kenny. My hookup will love to see that beautiful body of yours too.” He left me alone again. I was surprised that he left naked. Would someone see him? I stood around the living room. Playing with my ass. My fingers could easily go in. Not surprising since it had a huge cock in it all night. I thought back to what grandpa was saying while he was stroking his cock inside me. It sounded something like he was going to shoot something. He said it very quietly so I couldn’t really say for certain what it was. After a few minutes grandpa Lewis returned with a friend. It was the older big guy from the first day I got here. “This is my friend George. He’s graciously agreed to let me demonstrate on him for you.” George walked up to me. He looked at me like some predator. He was tall and fat. Balled and tan, like one of those older men at the beach that like to darken in the sun. “…Hi there.” I greeted meekly. George started stripping and grandpa helped him. They were headed to the bedroom and grandpa had me fallow. George got on the bed and got in a doggy style position. His ass was huge, and his hole was like a juicy round doughnut. Grandpa wasted no time slamming his dick in there. “Look here Kenny. This is how you properly fuck a man.” His hips were violently plowing away. George was grunting in the pillow. It was definitely a shocking sight, seeing two older men fuck in front of me. “Get closer Kenny. Watch my cock slide in and out of him.” I stood beside the bed and watched the to go out it. Grandpa‘s hard veiny cock was working its magic, and the big juicy asshole was eagerly excepting the tool as if this was not the first time it had. “Get your face between my legs Kenny, I want you to watch my ass hole and balls twitch as I unload in him.“ I moved around to look at grandpa‘s ass. It was shaking back-and-forth and I didn’t want to make contact with it. Grandpa reached behind and grabbed me by the head and pulled me towards him. My forehead slapped up against his ass and my face went into his large sagging balls. I was getting slapped by so many parts of him at once. My face was getting wet from his sweat and musk. “Grandpa that’s too close-“ as I opened my mouth to speak his balls swung back and entered my mouth. I could taste them. They were moist and salty. I spit them out and kept my mouth shut, grandpa‘s hand firmly holding my head in place. “Sorry George I can’t make it last as long as I usually do. My balls got primed up quite a bit earlier so I’m going to shoot it now. Oh fuck! Oooof! Oooooh!” As grandpa reached orgasm his ass cheeks clenched my forehead. I watched his balls raise and lower as they pumped load after load of cum into George. After he deposited his load, the three of us stood there for a brief moment, grandpa catching his breath, George enjoying his back door breakfast, and me taking in the sight of it all. I pulled my face out and sat up. Grandpa pulled out of George and a glob of cum poured out of him. Grandpa was spreading his cheeks so I could get a better look at his hole. “Now Kenny my boy. I’m going to teach you about rimming. Look at all George’s cum shoot here. Doesn’t it look delicious?“ He was presenting it to me like it was some sort of meal. “Yeah, make the boy eat out of my ass.“ George mumbled through the pillow. “That’s for him to decide old boy. So how about it Kenny, want to dive in and get your tongue up in there?” “No! That’s a bit too much. Besides it’s covered in your cum. Aren’t you positive? Shouldn’t you have worn a condom?“ Grandpa chuckled, George scoffed at the idea. “I already told you, I never use those things. George doesn’t care what he gets. He just loves cum, but if you’re not going to lick up that savory protein then I will. Watch closely.” Grandpa put his face between George’s ass and started licking the cum that was seeping out. He dug his tongue up in there and kissed his ring. I knew about rimming but obviously this was the first time seeing it in action. I guess as long as the hole was clean it seemed pretty hot in theory. I would like to try it sometime, but I’m not sure if I wanted to try it with George. The rim job continued for a few minutes, grandpa sucking away down on that ass like a ravenous animal. George was moaning, I watched his toes curl with each probing. George had big feet, bigger than grandpa‘s. He looked like he was really enjoying the service. Grandpa finished up and got out from the cavernous hole. “Hey Mr. Lewis. How about some coffee? Why don’t you put on a pot?” George asked. “Yeah all right. I could go for a cup myself. You two behave yourselves.” Grandpa got up and left the bedroom, closing the door behind him. I was now alone with George. The first time I was alone with a naked man other than grandpa. I got up off the bed and I was heading towards the door to go help grandpa with the coffee, but then I felt hands on my shoulders and a belly pressed up against my back. George wasn’t letting me leave. “Not so fast boy. Let me play with your ass.” George roughly rammed two fingers up inside me, it made me gasp little. “Damn I thought a virgin boy would be tight. You let your grandpa fuck you?” His finger assault on me continued, I was too scared to say anything. “Get on the bed and stick your ass up for me. I haven’t gotten off yet, and I need to shoot my rancid cum in some thing.” I tried to protest but George guided me back to the bed. He pushed me down onto it with my ass up in the air. He grabbed my hips and propped me up and spread my cheeks apart. “Sir please, we shouldn’t.“ George was now slapping my ass hole with his cock. His belly resting on my ass, his other hand pushing down on my back. “Don’t worry slut, I’ll make this quick. But you’re definitely going to hate what my balls are carrying. If Mr. Lewis has been fucking you then it doesn’t really matter.” ”Sir no!-“ George slammed forward and I felt the entirety of his cock go up inside me. My ass had some recovery from the morning so it was a little bit of a shock when he slammed in balls deep. He wasted no time picking up a fast fucking pace. “Oh fuck yeah. Virgin boy my ass. But fuck it still feels good.“ His movements kept my face buried in the pillow. Plow after plow I felt George assault my ass with his cock. I was scared, but I had to admit it did actually feel really good. I never thought I would be fucked like this by an older fat guy, but here I was. There was nothing I could do but let George drill into me. He held onto me tight, his fat belly weighing down on me. “Oh fuck boy. Here it comes. Gonna shoot my dirty load up inside you.” Oh shit he was going to cum? What did he mean by dirty load? All I could do was lay there. I was paralyzed. “Hey George, do you want cream and sugar- oh! What’s all this now?” Grandpa came back and saw George mercilessly fucking me. “Just a moment. Gunna empty my balls.” “George old boy. I didn’t give you permission to fuck him. How about you stop this silliness?” “But fuck! It’s right there! This boys ass is gunna drink my diseased cum! Oh fuck! Oh fuck!” Grandpa looked at me, rubbing me face. “Are you okay with George here blowing inside you? Let me know now.” I looked at grandpa and mustered out a few words. “Get him out please.” Grandpa reached for George’s cock as he started cum “Aaaah! FUCK! There it is!” George slammed forward. Grandpa was gripping at the base of his cock and trying to pull out. “Come on you old creep. Let’s get this out.“ “Aaah! Yes! Fuck!” Grandpa managed to pull out George’s cock. It popped out and his cum ribbons blasted my ass and back. He aimed my ass towards him to inspect it. “Not good. Looks like there’s a little bit in there. OK Kenny, looks like you’re going to get another lesson in rimming. I’m gonna lay down and you sit on my face. Focus on pushing, I’m going to suck all that dirty cum out of you.” Oh my God! There was cum inside me? George managed to shoot some in there? Grandpa laid down on the bed and I immediately position myself over him. This was something I wasn’t ready for, but if it was going to help then I was eager to try it. I sat down on him and grandpa started sucking on my ass hole. His tongue digging inside licking up however much cum was inside. Besides the fear of what George did, grandpa‘s tongue action actually felt incredible. Having a tongue swirl around inside you was so much different than a dildo or a cock. I was trembling, I felt like my body was melting on him. George was standing on the bed looking down on me. He was clearly enjoying the sight of me getting eaten out. He turned around and spread his big ass, puckering his hole towards me. I couldn’t move because I needed grandpa to do what he needed to do with my ass. George moved closer and his ass pressed against my face. His hole kissed my lips. He grabbed my head and held me in place. I had no choice but to rim him. I stuck my tongue out and tasted his ass. It taste like spit and cum. It wasn’t as bad as I thought. He was flexing his hole open on my mouth and I felt him push. There was still some cum in there. He was feeding me grandpas cum! It was bitter and strong flavored. I swallowed it and kept rimming him while grandpa was below rimming me. It must have been quite the sight. I was the middle piece of a human centipede. Ass to mouth with two older men. But I actually was enjoying myself. I felt like I was getting over some of my hang ups about playing with grandpa, but just a little. I knew what I was doing was wrong. What if dad saw me? I can’t imagine how he’d react. Being gay would be enough of a shock for him. The double rimming went in for a while. The big bears ass plopped in my face and grandpa eating me out. At some point we broke it off. Grandpa wiggling out from under me and me pushing off George. “I think you’re all good to go Kenny boy. George here can be quite the greedy bastard when he wants to be.” “The boy has a nice ass. I couldn’t help it.” Grandpa ushered George to the door. He got dressed and began to leave. Grandpa was done with him and wanted quality time with me. I felt safer with just the two of us anyway. “How about you send the boy to my place some time? I could really have some fun with him.” George asked. “Maybe, but he’s still knew to all this. I wanna make sure he’s properly trained before anything extreme.” Grandpa shut the door and we were alone together. “How’s about some breakfast?” We cooked breakfast together in the nude of course. A can is spam and eggs. It would be good to get a real breakfast in so I could get the taste of George and grandpa’s cum out of my mouth. We ate and watched the news in silence for a bit. Then he asked the question I suspected he would eventually “So Kenny boy. You’re no longer a virgin. How does it feel?“ I knew that was going to come up sooner or later. I wasn’t completely ready to answer. Having a dick in me felt good but it was his so I was conflicted. “Isn’t it bad that I lost my virginity to a family member?” “Don’t forget George. The fat old bastard just had to sample ya.” That’s right! I was fucked by two guys. George even came a little inside me which grandpa sucked out. “He was kinda scary. He shouldn’t have tried cuming in me.” “I don’t see any problem. You loved it didn’t you?” “Well, yes but…” “But nothing. You loved it, that’s all you need to focus on. If you ever want me to fuck your brains out my cock is available anytime.” He stroked his cock getting it semi hard again. “But, the risk of getting anything from it…” “I can pull out of you want. I’m a master at controlling my orgasms.” “I guess so. But still we shouldn’t.” I wasn’t entirely convinced. Could I really ask grandpa to fuck me? Sure I had his cock in me all night but that was an accident. And the fact that he had AIDS added an ominous shadow to his proposition. “Besides, you seem to be eager to try it. Hell, you sucked my cock in you durning the night. Shame on you for taking advantage of your dear old papi. He he he.” “That was an accident! It slipped in by mistake.” “If you say so. We’ll see if it ‘accidentally’ slips in again tonight.” “Perhaps I should sleep on the couch?” “No, I forbid it. You sleep in my bed with me. I want to make sure you’re warm and taken care of. Besides, your ass is a very welcome heat pad for me.” “…okay, if you say so.” “Good. Now then. What would you like to do today?” Grandpa laid back on the couch putting his feet up on my lap. He was stroking his now hard again cock in front of me. How was he still horny? “Didn’t you just get off?” “I’m never satisfied. It only takes a few minutes for me to be ready to go for another round. See these large balls of mine? They refill fast and always demand for release.” His orbs were impressive. But we had done so much I want sure what else there was to do. “Um… do you have any recommendations?” “Hmmm. I have plenty. But I doubt you’d be interested…” “Maybe…” “Well okay. Rub me feet. We’ll see if you get into foot play kink.” “Your feet?!” I looked at his feet sitting on my lap. They had a little bit of dirt on them. “Yeah I love having me feet played with, especially by young boys who are hungry to lick the sweat and grime from between my toes. Go on, rub them for me.” “I don’t know…” “I can have you go over to George’s place. He’d love to have you worship his feet. Of course I’d send you alone and who knows what else he’d have you do.” “No I’ll play with these!” I grabbed his feet and started rubbing them, even though they stank and were a little dirty they were soft and cushy. He kept playing with his dick while he watched me. “Yeah that feels good. How do you like them?” “They’re nice. Soft” “Getting you turned on?“ “Not really. It’s just a massage after all.” “Then try licking them. I’ve been told they taste great.” I looked at them for a while. I’ve tasted ass this morning, but these? “I don’t know.” He then raised a foot up to my face. Pressing his toes up to my mouth. “You’ve done worse. Come on, suck your grandpas toes.” He was rubbing them around and I reluctantly opened up and and licked them. They didn’t taste as bad as I thought they would. But it did feel degrading. “Yeah, that’s it. That’s a good boy.” He kept stroking as I licked his feet. He rubbed them on my face. Loving it. It was a little humiliating but it wasn’t bad, it was kinda nice. I could feel my own dick getting hard. Not necessarily because of the feet but the intimacy of what we were doing. I started stroking mine as well. “I can see you’re enjoying yourself. Good. Keep playing with yourself, I want you nice and horny.” I licked up and down his feet. If he was enjoying it then I was glad to be of service. I was rock hard and stroking. Grandpa and I were now jacking off together. I continued the service for a while, but after a few moments grandpa took his feet away. “Get on the floor Kenny. On your hands and knees. I want to step on your face.” “You won’t do it hard will you?“ “Of course not. I just want you to experience what it’s like to have a man dominate you with his feet.” I got on the floor and got into position like he asked. Grandpa stood over my head, his huge cock and balls swinging above me like a pendulum. He brought a foot up and put it on the back of my head, pressing me down to the floor gently. My head turned to the side and he ran his toes down the side of my cheek. I had to admit, this was quite the humiliating task I had before me. Would other guys want to do this sort of thing? If I ever got a boyfriend would he want to do this? I guess if I really liked the guy I would be willing to accommodate it. Grandpa‘s feet are fairly soft, so it actually feels quite nice. Grandpa went behind me and placed a foot on my ass. He was rubbing my cheeks and then brought his big toe close to my hole. “What are you doing?“ He was circling it around, then began to press in a little. “It’s all a part of the foot play my dear boy. You should know what it’s like to have a man toe fuck your ass.“ He pressed his toe all the way inside me and started thrusting his foot in and out. This was by far the strangest thing he has done, but at least it wasn’t his cock. Grandpa kept toe fucking me for a while. I was stroking my own cock while he was doing it. It was actually quite enjoyable. I could feel myself getting close. “Grandpa I think I’m going to cum.“ His foot work inside me continued. ”Yeah that’s it my boy. Cum for grandpa. Cum because you love my feet.” “Yes grandpa, your feet are going to make me cum.” Grandpa then took his toe out of me and got on his knees. His cock was resting on my crack. “I want to see it better. I want to see you blow your load on the floor then lick it up.“ I was actually missing his foot action. I wanted something in my ass to help me get off. I was aware that his rockhard boner was right there on top of my ass, but I didn’t have the heart to ask him to put it in. That would’ve invited way too much danger. I tried stroking the best I could while grandpa was rubbing his hands on my ass cheeks and back. I couldn’t help it, I needed him to stick his toe back inside me. I wanted to feel him foot fuck me. As embarrassing as it was I tried asking. “Grandpa put it back in please I’m so close.“ “Do you want me to stick it in? Are you sure?“ “Yes grandpa please I need it.“ I felt him reposition and plop something warm against my hole. He pushed forward and a hot boulbous thing popped in past my ring. “Fuck yeah grandpa that feels good. I’m gonna cum.” “Damn I could cum as well Kenny.” His toe felt so good in my ass that I didn’t care if he shot his cum on me. I was about to blow and it was only fair to let him blow too. “Yeah shoot it grandpa, go for it. I’m going to!“ “Fuck you’re asking me to cum? You don’t have to tell me twice.“ I started to orgasm, I let out a pretty loud grunt and started blasting my cum all over the floor. “Aaaah! Fuck! Yeah!” I’m pretty sure I made quite the mess on the rug. I had a feeling that grandpa wouldn’t mind an extra stain. I was expecting a shower of jizz raining down on me but then I felt his toe sink deep into my ass, very deep, wait that’s not his toe. “Grandpa what is that?“ The question was rhetorical, I knew exactly what it was. Grandpa stuck his cock balls deep inside of me. I then realized that it was his cock the entire time. He was fucking me fast. The assault on my ass was insane. “That’s going to be my cum shooting in you soon Kenny boy. Just like you asked for. Such a good boy. I’m going to make sure to blow deep in you.” He was drilling away inside me, he was breathing hard and I felt his balls slap against mine. “No grandpa! Not inside me! Please pull it out!“ “Really? You just said to shoot it in you?!” “I thought you had your tone inside me grandpa. Please don’t cum in my ass.“ “Fuck! Fine! Turn over! You’re going to drink it!” He pulls out of me with a pop. I got on my back and sat up. My ass sitting in my own cum puddle. Grandpa brought his dick right up to my mouth and before I could have time to say anything he slammed it down my throat. I was almost gagging on it. He put his hands on my head and started violently fucking my mouth. It was big and I thought I was going to suffocate. “Fuck! Here it is! Drink it pig boy! Drink all my poz cum!” The huge head of his cock was lodged down my esophagus as I felt him throb and twitch in my mouth. His cum blasted out and I reflexively swallowed every drop. His cum was hot and bitter. He held his cock in my mouth for a while as he sighed in relief. He looked down on me caressing my face. “You were such a bad boy Kenny. Giving me your ass then taking it away again. I hope you make it up to me. From now on I want you to suck me off whenever I ask you to. Yes?“ With his dick in my mouth I gave a nod “Good. Start with sucking my cock now. I want you to work another load out of it.“

There’s the million dollar question

Part 4 I was alone in the apartment. Grandpa left to chase a hookup so I had time to myself. I was looking forward find out what else he had to teach about gay life but at this point the timing was appropriate. His lessons, along with his brazen prankster behavior, put me at my limit for shenanigans. My penis almost went in his mouth, his penis almost went in my mouth, and he rammed his boner against my butthole right before leaving. I knew he was just joking around with me, but that last one hurt a little. I stuck a finger in my ass and massaged my hole. It was still a little sore from his tip trying to push in. I’m sure my virgin ass worked to my advantage to keep him out but what if he had managed to penetrate? Holy shit! That would mean I would have almost lost my virginity to… my grandpa. That is absolutely not a story I’d want to tell any future boyfriend. Well he was with a hookup so that should calm down his pent up energy. I decided to remain naked since I was alone. Trying some of that free lifestyle he talked about. I cleaned the place up bit. I cleaned the dishes from breakfast and picked up some clothes laying about. It was the least I could do. Help with the house work as I stayed there. It was probably a half hours worth of cleaning up when I took a break. I thought about ways to occupy myself. Naturally since I stayed nude in the house, my thoughts went to my dick. I still haven’t gone off this morning so I figured I would try to blow off some steam. I went to the bedroom and laid down in bed. There was plenty more room since I was there alone. I was playing with my dick when I felt my balls touch something wet. I looked down and saw there was a white puddle on the sheets. That must have been where grandpa came earlier this morning. Oh goodness, I shouldn’t touch that. I moved up a little bit, getting my balls out of his spunk. I looked up some porn on my phone while playing with myself, stroking myself to erection. As I was scrolling through different types of websites, I saw some videos of guys using dildos. It looked pretty fun, and I had never used one before. That’s when I remembered grandpa Lewis telling me that there were drawers filled with them. The thought of using his sex toys seemed weird to me. But he wasn’t here so I figured it would be fine as long as I put it back where I found it. I went over to the dresser and pulled up in the first drawer. Oh wow! There were so many different things. There were dildos of all shapes sizes and colors. There were butt plugs and things that looked like balls on a string. And a few other toys that I couldn’t really describe very well nor could I comprehend what they were used for. I picked out a tan colored one. One that was probably about the size of my dick erect. I found a bottle of lube as well and I got back on the bed. I lubed up my dick and my ass. I played with my hole with one hand and my dick in the other. I wondered if I could get that thing to fit in me. After what felt like maybe five or 10 minutes of fingering. I grabbed the dildo and applied a generous amount of lube on it. I pointed the tip towards my ass and tried guiding it in. It required quite a bit more force than I imagined but as my hole started opening up it hurt. I took a break from it for a minute then tried it again. Then took another break. I kept going back-and-forth like that, pressing the dildo tip against my ass, trying to work it in. Periodically adding more lube to it with every other attempt. It was more difficult than I thought. I didn’t know how long I was attempting for. It felt like a long time. Eventually I managed to work the tip in. The rubber head popping in past my ring. I held it there for a minute rubbing my dick as my ass relaxed on it. I worked it slowly up inside me. After the pain and discomfort subsided. It started to feel good. So I started thrusting the dildo in and out of me. Slowly at first then I found a good rhythm. I must have fucked myself like that for a while. Stroking my dick and plunging my ass. My prostate was getting hit too and I was leaking hard. It felt amazing and I could feel myself on the brink of orgasm. I jammed the dildo in deep. It hurt a little but the pleasure outweighed the pain by a long shot. I was stroking fast and gasped. My cum shot up in the air and covered my belly, several ribbons worth. I laid there catching my breath. Dildo still firmly inside me. That’s when I heard the front door open. “Kenny, I’m back.” Grandpa was home. In a panic I pulled the dildo out. It was still covered in lube and juice. I threw it in the drawer and quickly wiped myself off with a pair of grandpa’s underwear from the floor. That’s when the bedroom door opened. “There you are! What have you been up to?” “Oh! Just tidying up.” “I can see that. Doing laundry? Or were you having fun with my briefs?” I was still holding them. “No, just laundry.” He took the underwear out of my hand and looked at it. “Hm? I guess at some point I blew a load on this. I don’t remember that though. Oh well these days I forget half the places I dump my sludge.” He put it up to his face and started licking the cum off of the underwear. I thought to myself ‘No! No! Grandpa don’t! That’s you’re grandson’s cum you’re eating!’ But I kept a straight face and pretended like nothing was wrong. “Mmh that’s an unusually sweet load. My cum normally has a strong bitter savory flavor.” He finished licking the underwear in front of me then tossed it aside. “So Kenny boy. How’s about you get dressed? We’re gonna go to a gay fetish store down on Pike street. Another kinkster from my social circle works there. Sound fun?” “Yeah! That sounds great.” I was excited to go to a gay shop. I’ve never been to one. And getting out of the apartment seemed like a good way to avoid any more of these close calls. I threw some clothes on. Grandpa threw on some sweatpants and a tank top and sandals. Obviously he didn’t feel like dressing up much for going out. The place he wanted to take me wasn’t very far. Only a few blocks away. I took in the sights of the city while I could. Everything looked big and busy. It was a shop called Doghouse Leathers. Inside I was impressed with the vast variety of clothing and adult toys on the shelves. So many things that I didn’t know what they were used for. The guy at the counter was an older bear wearing a black leather vest with no shirt on. He looked up at us and immediately recognized grandpa Lewis. “Mr. Lewis! How are you doing? And who is this pretty new thing you have with you?“ “This is my grandson Kenny. My real grandson. You remember. I mentioned him once or twice.“ “Oh! This is the one. Like, actual real family grandson. I guess your visit is going to be pretty tame this time. Showing him the sights?“ “Yes I am. Kenny boy here is gay as well and I wanted to show him his first gay store. Maybe some of the things here will catch his interest.“ “Aw, that is sweet of you to chaperone him around for his first time at a fetish store. I’m flattered it’s mine. Well you guys take your time and help yourselves to try out anything you like. I will be here if you need my assistance.“ “Will do.“ he guided me through the shop, showing me various outfits, underwear, and contraptions. He was informing me on all of their uses and the wild kinks that went along with them. There were so many things that guys were into that I didn’t even know existed. Water sports, pup play, chastity, electro shock, rim chairs, tickle brushes, floggers. I almost felt my head spin over trying to keep up with so many different things. I just let grandpa go on and on while I just smiled and nodded at everything he was telling me. It was all so much, but I was enjoying myself. He asked me if I wanted to try on anything. He was looking towards the leather harnesses and gimp masks. Those were all too advanced for me. I looked at some specialty underwear that looked pretty cool. One had a zipper that started at the top of the crotch and went all the way down and up to the top of the butt. Grandpa saw me looking at that one and he grabbed it off the rack. “Here try this one on. You’d look great in it.” “Are you sure? It’s not too revealing?” “Of course not. It’s practically European. Come, let’s get you fitted. I want to try on some things too.” He took me to the changing rooms in the back. It was basically a corner with a curtain. He got in with me. “Okay strip.” “Do you have to be in here with me? I can do it myself.” “But I like helping you. Are you really going to be shy in a place like this?” He had a point. And we did spend a lot of the day nude together. His hands were already getting my clothes off. First my shirt then may pants came down. I bent over to get my shoes off when I felt something warm against my butt. “What’s that?” “Just my cock, don’t worry about it. The changing room is small and you practically backed up into it. What are you trying to do? Gobble it up with your ass?” “I’m just getting my clothes off.” “Then do it.” He punctuated his demand by thrusting forward. His tip hit my hole. I was still lubed up and stretched from the dildo earlier so when he thrusted forward my ring opened up and hugged his tip, half of his head was poking in. But his head was much wider then the dildo so it still hurt a little. “Ow, that hurts. You should take it away.” I whispered. Trying not to alert anyone to what was going on. “What’s going on down there? You’re ass is very sloppy and not as tight as it was previously. I’m almost inside you. Tell me the truth young man.” He held his dick there. I was quickly working off my shoes and socks to get the rest of my pants off. “I-I played with one of your dildos, I’m sorry.” “Oh is that right? Well I did say you could play with them anytime. I thought you might have had a trick of your own when I was emptying my balls. But you should have told me. Look what you did. Do you want my cock inside you?” He pressed forward more. My ass opening up more around his head. “No! Please take it out!” “Relax it’s not inside you. This is just a kiss. You’re still very much a virgin. What an outrageous thought, me deflowering you. He he he.” That’s when the curtain opened. The leather bear from the front register was looking at us. Me bent over and my grandfather with his dick nearly penetrating me. “Anything I can help you with?” He unzipped his leather pants and pulled his cock out. It was fat and he had a biohazard tattoo right above his shaft. He was stroking it, getting it hard and he moved it closer to me. “We’re fine Bruce. I was just helping Kenny try on some underwear.” Bruce wagged his dick a few times. It was erect now. He looked down at my ass and what was poking at it. “I see. Let me know if I can offer anything.” He didn’t put his dick away but he backed off and closed the curtain again. I was alone with grandpa Lewis. I got all my clothes off and stood up. His dick left my ass and I grabbed the underwear to try them on. “Just a moment. Help me put on my item.” He asked. “What did you get?” Grandpa held up a black butt plug. “He said we could try anything. How about you push this up in me?” “Why me?” “Because you should see how it works. Plugs are a little different then dildos.” He put the plug in my hand and turned around. He spread his ass apart and revealed his hole to me. It was wet and puckering towards me. He clearly had action down there when he had his hookup. “Go on. Put it up in me.” I put a hand on his ass and aimed the plus towards his hole. I didn’t know how much pressure to apply but it went in him easily enough. As it past the widest part his hole clamped down on it with a wet quenching sound. “Awww yeah. That’s it. See? Easy enough.” He stood up and faced me. I was now pulling up the underwear and straightening the waist band. “Yeah it wasn’t too hard. Should we be doing this grandpa? Isn’t it kinda [banned word]?” “Do you dislike spending time with me?” “No not at all!” “Did you dislike putting the plug up my ass?” “Um, it wasn’t bad. It was okay.” “Then what’s the problem? We’re just having fun. And I love teasing you.” “I guess your right. I’ve been having fun too. But your teasing does get pretty extreme sometimes.” “I know, that makes it more fun. Those look nice on you. Turn around let me see that bubble butt.” I spun around and showed them off. I did like the look of them. “Let’s see if the zipper works.” He reached around and undid the zipper. My dick popped out and he kept pulling it down and up the other side, revealing my ass. “Yup those work good… just a sec. Hold still.” I held still with my back towards him I heard a moist popping sound and then a forceful push against my own ass. Something went up inside me. “Grandpa what is that?!” He pushed and it popped up in me. “Just the butt plug. You seem to like toys in your ass and you are well lubed up so might as well.” “Grandpa that was in your ass!” “Now it’s in yours. It’s basically the same as sharing a Coke. Leave it in.” He zipped me back up. The plug firmly planted in me. His ass juices were probably mixing in with mine. “Come on, get dressed. It’s time to head out.” This was crazy. I had something that was inside him, up inside me. We both got dressed and wandered toward the register. As I walked the plug felt weird. Almost like it was going to fall out. But it’s shape wouldn’t allow that. We got to the register and the leather bear still had his dick out. “Just the underwear?” He asked. “And a butt plug.” “Okay come around the counter, I’ll need to scan it.” I walked around to where he was. He bent me over the counter and pulled my pants down looking for the tag. “Ah, it’s on the inside.” He reached for the zipper and unzipped it all the way to the back. “Here we go. I’ll need to type it in. Nice ass.” He put a hand on my back and leaned over me, his cock pointed at my ass. He started typing something in the register. “No funny business now Bruce.” Grandpa seemed a little apprehensive. “Just gonna put these numbers in” Bruce swung his hips back and slammed forward. I slammed into the counter. “What? Oh! Theres the plug. Cheeky bastard.” The plug obviously stopped his dick from penetrating me. I guess now it didn’t seem so bad. “Just ring is up you horny fucker. I knew you’d try that. Kenny boy here is a virgin and I don’t plan on throwing him to the sharks yet.” Bruce took the price gun and scanned the bar code on the base of the plug poking out my ass. Grandpa payed for the two items and I zipped myself up. We walked around down town for a while. He showed me cruising spots and places to eat. All the while I was walking around with a plug up inside me. We spent quite some time in town until it got late. Before heading home grandpa had one last place to show me. We were on Summit Avenue and saw a discrete building. “This is Steamworks Kenny. It’s a gay bathhouse where men come to hook up with each other. It may be a little advanced for you for now but I will take you here when you’re ready.” “Really? I had no idea a place like this existed.” “It’s not meant to be heavily advertised. A lot of the men here like discretion.” I looked at the building for a while. Then grandpa took me by the hand and we walked back home in the dark. When we got back grandpa immediately threw off his clothes and let it all hang out again. he loved being naked. He took me by the hand and brought me to the bedroom where he proceeded to take my clothes off as well. “Today was fun grandpa. Thanks for taking me out.“ “It was my pleasure Kenny boy. Get on the bed for me, I want to inspect that plug up inside you.” I now had all my clothes off. Even the new underwear were thrown aside. I got on the bed and lay down I was rubbing the plug inside me wondering if I should take it out yet. “It’s been in there for quite a while grandpa.“ He got on the bed with me and grabbed my legs and put them over his shoulders, his hips almost met with my ass. “This is a very awkward position grandpa.” “I can better inspect you this way.“ He grabbed the plug and started thrusting it in an out of me. It was causing my dick to get hard. “Maybe you shouldn’t do that.“ “Yeah you’re right, you don’t need this anymore.” Grandpa pulled the plug out of my ass and started sucking on it. “Mmm, sweet.” “Isn’t that dirty?“ “Nope, you’re clean inside. This is just your sweet love juices. Well yours and some of mine.” His dick was resting on my butt hole. I could feel it getting hard. “Grandpa I think you should move your dick.” Grandpa put the plug down and wrapped his hands around my thighs. He moved his hips forward, his cock head pressing up against my ass. My hole easily opening up and wrapping around his tip. “Whatever you say Kenny boy.“ “No! That’s gonna go in!” Grandpa pulled his dick away and let go of my legs. “How was I supposed to know that? You should be more specific.“ I sat up. “You like to push your jokes far. But we can’t actually do that. That would be… incest. Wouldn’t it?” “Hey, a hole is a hole. If it feels good, you should just let it happen.“ “But, you have…” “AIDS, I know. But that doesn’t change how good my cock would feel in your virgin ass.“ I was starting to feel uncomfortable. I couldn’t tell if he was being serious or not. I sat there in silence looking away, sensing my discomfort he change the subject. “Since you know I like to hook up, and I’ve shown you some of the ropes around here. I think tomorrow I’m going to have one of my tricks come over. He and I are going to play around here. You don’t have to stay and watch, but it would be a great lesson for you. A visceral demonstration on how to properly fuck, and some more kink demonstrations too.” “Oh, uh, I guess that would be interesting to see.” Could I really watch my grandfather fuck somebody? Wouldn’t that be as awkward and uncomfortable as walking in on your parents having sex? But grandpa Lewis wasn’t a parent. He was technically my grandparent, but he’s so carefree and sex positive. My thoughts went back-and-forth on it being weird and it being an interesting learning experience. Mostly leaning towards the learning experience. “Well it’s getting late. Time for bed I say.” It was late and I was pretty tired from the day. I looked around to find some pajamas to wear. But grandpa stopped me. “No need for those, we can sleep in the nude. We walk around the house naked. We can sleep naked as well.“ I guess that was true. I was a little concerned about his dick rubbing up against my bare ass in the middle of the night. But if it got too frisky, I could always just move to the couch. “Yeah, alright.” We got ready for bed and got under the covers. Grandpa was sitting up looking at our position, contemplating. “Okay last night was a little cramped so let’s try something different. How about you lay down on the bed and I’ll just rest on top of you.” “Wouldn’t that be kinda smothering?” “Hey now. I’m no fat. Well I have a bit of a belly here but I’m fairly light for my size. Just get into position. This will save space.” I laid down as instructed. I wasn’t too sure how this was going to work. Grandpa crawled on top of me, and laid down. His head rested on my back. I felt his cock rest between my cheeks. He wasn’t very heavy but it was still a weird position. “Are you comfy like that?” I asked. “Oh yes Kenny. You’re very warm. And your bubble butt is very cushy.” We got comfy and tried going to sleep. Grandpa managed to fall asleep faster then me. I heard him snore quite a bit. The weight of him laying down on my felt like it wouldn’t allow me to fall asleep but I tried. I eventually started nodding off. Waking up here and there in the first part of the night. I couldn’t help but think of his dick between my cheeks. But I managed to fall asleep. In the middle of the night I woke up to something poking me. Grandpa was snoring still and he had another hard on. It felt uncomfortable so I tried to wiggle around a bit. It wasn’t working well since both our bodies were pressed against each other. The only thing I could reach was my ass. His dick was so hard it hurt as it jabbed my butt cheek. I may have been slender but my ass was pretty round so there was a lot for his dick to poke against. I thought about my options and the only thing I could come up with was grabbing my ass and spreading it. I did and grandpa’s dick stopped poking my cheek and slipped down to poke at my hole. It wasn’t ideal but my cheek didn’t hurt anymore. I allowed myself to fall back asleep like that. My dreams were nondescript. I couldn’t make heads or tales of anything. But through out my dreams I had a strange feeling on my ass. The feeling grew more intense as I dreamt away. Then the feeling went painful. That’s when I woke up. It was still night but my ass was hurting. Grandpa was still on top of me snoring away. But it felt like his dick slipped its head into me. I could feel my hole stretched open and it hurt. I may have had practice with his dildo earlier but there’s no way I was ready for some thing of his size. Now that I think of it, it was probably a bad idea to practice stretching my hole with that dildo earlier in the day, and more so not good to have had a plug in me the latter half of the day. Otherwise his dick might not have gotten inside of me so easily. I was still. I didn’t know how to correct the situation. I didn’t want to wake him to find his dick inside me. That would have been too embarrassing. The longer I laid still the more his dick slowly sank in. Eventually it stopped sinking. It felt like half its length was in me. ‘Oh god, hes inside me! Am I losing my virginity like this? No, this doesn’t count. He’s not awake and he’s not actually fucking me. This is just an accidental slip. What do I do? This is bad.’ No matter what, I couldn’t think of anything for my predicament. The only thing that could possibly work is if I just went back to sleep and if he woke up first in the morning he’d realize he slipped in and pull out on his own. Hopefully he’d avoid mentioning it to me. I closed my eyes and focused on sleep. It was hard. And not just dick in my ass hard. But I managed. My ass relaxed and grew accustomed to the fleshy intruder and I fell asleep again. My consciousness faded in and out. That in-between state of sleeping and waking was over me as I was trying to stay asleep. I dreamt that I was having a hard time keeping my balance. I felt like my hips were being rocked back and forth. A weird pressure sensation in my ass as my hips moved back and forth. When I partially awoke, the bed was shaking up and down a little and my body shaking with it. The source of the movement felt like it was centralized around my butt. I was too drowsy to recognize what was going on, and I drifted back off to sleep. It was early in the morning by the time I woke up. My my eyes slowly opened up, looking around the room. To my dismay grandpa was still asleep on top of me. He was still snoring and I felt drool coming out of his mouth and running down my shoulder. But more importantly, his dick was still inside of me. It was hard to believe that it stayed like that inside of me all night. It had to have gotten soft at some point. It must’ve been morning wood? I kept still, pretending to be asleep, waiting for grandpa to wake up and pull out of me. Periodically his dick would twitch inside, keeping me very aware if it’s presence in me. Grandpa wasn’t waking up yet so I tried wiggling my ass, hoping it would gently shake him awake. His snoring stopped and he started moving around. I went back to pretending to be asleep. He propped his hands on the bed and stretched, arching his back and driving his hips down as he yawned. The stretch caused his hips to drive his cock deep down in my ass. Almost full length sinking in. I merely gasped. I tried my best not to respond to it. It felt so intense having the thing go so deep in me. “Oh, what’s this?” He whispered to himself looking down at where his tool was located. He patted my shoulder gently to see if I was awake. I maintained the act. I wanted him to pull out so he could act like everything was normal in the morning. But he didn’t pull out yet. Instead he started gently moving his hips up and down. What?! Why’s he doing that?! His movement was subtle but consistent. There’s no way he’s actually fucking me. He wouldn’t. This has to be his attempt at gently wiggle his cock out of me without waking me. I was sure that was the case, so I laid there letting grandpa do his thing. The sensation of his cock wiggling around inside me was stimulating my prostate. I didn’t want it to feel good but my body betrayed me. It felt good wither I wanted it or not. I thought to myself ‘sorry for sorta enjoying it grandpa’ it seems like he was having a hard time pulling out so I slowly tried spreading my legs a little without him noticing. Giving him easier access to maneuver. I wanted him to succeed in his efforts. I thought ‘That’s right grandpa. Keep doing what you’re doing. I’ll try to make it as easy as possible for you to accomplish what it is you were trying to do.’ His breathing started to get a little labored. I guess attempting to wiggle out of me was physically demanding for him. Especially with all of his attempts to do it as gently as possible without ‘disturbing’ me. Then his hips started raising up. His cock was exiting my ass. ‘Great, just a little bit more.’ He stopped with the head of his cock still inside me. Then he grabbed his shaft and started stroking it fast. I thought ‘that’s a weird way to pull it out’ he kept stroking for a while and his body started trembling. I heard him whisper very quietly “yeah that’s a big AIDS cock in there. Gonna shoot it. Gonna shoot my AIDS load….” What? Did I hear that right? His words were barely audible. His cock was repeatedly twitching and I felt his head expanding in me. No way. He wouldn’t be trying to ejaculate. That’s really dangerous! At this point, pretending to be asleep wasn’t an option anymore. My only other choice was to fake waking up and get him to pull out. He kept stroking his cock with the head lodged in me as I thought to myself. ‘What would I say? Wouldn’t it be fairly awkward afterwards? Aren’t I technically no longer a virgin anymore? I need to do it now, wake up and ask him to get off…‘ But my thoughts were interrupted as grandpa started to softly grunt…

Part 3 I woke up a little late in the morning. It wasn’t the best night sleep but it’s something I’d have to get used to. Grandpa was still asleep next to me. I rolled over and faced him. He was fully naked and the blanket was down by our ankles. I couldn’t help but glance down at his penis that was now pressed against my belly because I was curious. It had a huge case of morning wood, and holy crap it was big! It was veiny and long with a fat mushroom head poking out from it’s loose foreskin. That was the monster that was poking me last night? I shuddered at the thought. Yeah I was gay but he was my grandfather. It seemed pretty wrong to be in a position where it was touching me but the bed was small after all and it’s not like I could just grab it and move it away. I scooched over more and at that point I was hanging off the bed a bit. In my movement, grandpa Lewis shifted over and was laying on his back. His erection pointed straight up in the air. It was like a meaty obelisk. The sun pouring through the window illuminated a beed of fluid coming out of his tip. Was that pre? Grandpa started to wake up. He reached is arms up over his head for a stretch and flexed his hips up in the air with a yawn. His penis twitching and the beed of pre dropped down on to his belly maintaining a string of slime connecting to his tip. He brought his arms down and wrapped one around me. “Ahhh, good morning Kenny. Did you sleep well? I had a fantastic night.” He held me in close. My face buried in his arm pit. It stank but he didn’t want to let go so I accepted the embrace. I tried looking up at him and away from the elephant in the room. “Yeah it was fine for me. Should we get up for breakfast? I think we slept in a little.” “Sure sure, but first I need to take care of this.” He grabbed his penis and started stroking it in front of me. “Oh! I should leave while you do that!” Grandpa Lewis kept holding on to me. “You can leave if you want. Or you could stay and watch. You wanted to know about gay stuff right? Would you like to see how a cock can shoot in the morning?” His hand was stroking faster now. “I’ve seen porn. I probably don’t need to see this.” “Have you seen one as big as this?” He gripped his shaft and pointed it at me. It looked angry red and drooled. “No! Yours is huge! It’s bigger then anything I’ve ever seen online.” He continued masterbating with his arm around me looking at me. “Yup I’ve had no complaints. Accept when I go balls deep in a guys ass. It’s quite the destructive beast, he he. But you can stay and watch me get off so you know what another man’s cock looks like ejaculating. It’s quite different then porn. Or leave, makes no difference to me. I gotta say my creature down here between my legs was pretty upset at me last night. It could sense a young ass in front of it but I wouldn’t let it pop in to say hello. Oh he definitely tried throughout the night. Took all my willpower to not let it just plunge in. Like I said it has a mind of its own.” His exaggerations were funny and a little creepy. His stroking increased. I got up out of bed and left the room so grandpa could finish up. I know we’re both gay guys but there were certain boundaries, family ya know? I closed the door and waited for him to finish up. As I walked around the room I had a weird feeling in my underwear. I felt my butt and there was dried crusty stuff down there. It coated my cheeks. I reached in between by butt cheeks and the stuff was moist and thick like a sticky cottage cheese between them. It was globbed on my hole. Oh no I didn’t have an accident last night did I?! I looked at my hand and it was white. Hu? What is this stuff? I couldn’t analyze it too much because I heard a grunt coming from the bedroom and grandpa Lewis came out shortly after. He was still naked and his cock was still semi hard. It was dripping cum out of his tip still and it got on the floor. “That was nice! So, you hungry for breakfast?” He asked while licking his fingers. They had cum on them and he was licking it up as he past me to go to the kitchen. “Uh, yeah. I think so.” Grandpa Lewis being as comfortable as he was around me threw me off guard. I guess this is how he normally does things but was this really appropriate around his own grandson? I was still very new to all this so maybe this was a normal thing? He was making eggs as he addressed me. “Don’t be so bashful Kenny my boy. I normally walk around the place in the nude. I usually throw on something quick to answer the door but I like to let it all hang out natural. So you should start getting accustomed to that. You can be nude too around here. You don’t have anything I haven’t seen before.” He wiggled his hips. His semi hard penis and low hanging balls swayed back and forth. His balls were huge too. Like two large eggs. It was such a disproportionately large package on such a small old man. I knew that some people were nudists and practically everyone beats off in the morning, so I guess that checks out. Maybe I’m over reacting. It was a different house hold and I was introduced to an entirely different lifestyle after all. I wasn’t quite willing to go full nude so I stayed in my sleepwear. We had breakfast together sitting on the couch. Our day went about pretty normal. Well as normal as it could be with him naked. After we put our plates on the floor and grandpa put his arm around me. “How about you get comfy. I’m sure you’d like to cuddle up a bit.” My head was laying on his chest. In my position I could still see his semi hardon resting on his leg. “So Kenny, what do you think of my dick?” “Oh! Um… it’s nice I guess. It’s very big.” He shook it around to show it to me better “Yup I’m proud of it. What about yours? How big are you packing?” “I’m not as big as yours. I’m about 6.” “You sure about that? Drop those drawers. Let’s take a look.” I was embarrassed by the order. Sure it may have been a simple comparison but I was nervous about showing grandpa my penis. “I’m not sure about that.” “Come on. Show your old man your equipment.” He was guiding me to my feet. I was standing in front of him while he was sitting down. I stood there for a moment hesitating a bit, then grandpa Lewis grabbed my boxers and pulled them down revealing my flaccid penis to him. “Oh! Um, how is it? I told you it isn’t as big as yours.” Grandpa leaned in close to inspect it. He put his hands on my hips and pulled me in close. His nose was almost touching it. “Not bad. But I can’t make any judgments with it like this. Get it hard for me. Let me see you at full mast.” “I- I can’t do that!” He looked up at me. “Am I gonna have to do it for you? You sure you want your grandpa to latch his mouth on your little cock and suckle it hard?” “N-No! We can’t do that! And it’s not small!” “Then show me. I’m going to open my mouth and go down on your little dick and suck it hard. If you don’t want that then intercept my mouth and start stroking.” Grandpa did what he said. He grabbed my dick and and pointed it towards him. He opened his mouth, sticking his tongue out and moved forward slowly. My heart was racing and I didn’t know what to do. The head of my dick went in past his lips but no contact with his mouth or tongue yet. Only his fingers holding my soft shaft. It slowly inched it’s way in further when I quickly pulled my hips away and grabbed it. Stroking it like he said. “Good boy. That would have been naughty of you to let that happen wouldn’t it?” “You shouldn’t joke like that grandpa.” I focused on stroking. It was starting to get hard. Grandpa looked at it patiently. Eventually I got it up to full mast like he wanted. “There, how is this?” He grabbed my dick and stroked it a little, keeping it hard. He looked like he was inspecting it. “Well now. I’d say it’s about 6 and a half. Maybe 7. Oh hell why not, I’ll be generous and round it to 7 for you Kenny boy. It’s a decent length. You’ll satisfy plenty of men with it. Not everyone wants a monster cock demolishing their guts into ground beef.” Grandpa Lewis let go and stood up. He was fully hard. Our dicks now pointing towards each other. “This thing has destroyed plenty men. I doubt you could take one this big, wouldn’t you say?” “Yeah that would be too big.” “Try imagining one like that going in you. Actually, for the sake of argument. I want you to imagine me fucking your virgin ass.” “Grandpa that’s messed up!” “Im not gonna do it you silly little [banned word]. What an outrageous idea of yours. I said for the sake of argument.” I tried to imagine being on my knees and grandpa behind me. As the scenario in my mind played out, I envisioned him pressing his head against my ass, pushing in. The thought made me shake my head. “Yeah that’s an intense visual grandpa.” “I’m sure it would be. You would definitely need practice on your ass though. I have plenty of dildos and sex toys in my room. Open any drawer and you’ll find a bunch. If you feel like getting adventurous you can play with any one of them.” Really? He had that many? Even with my clothes packed in there? “Thanks but I’m fine.” I sat down and tried to pull my underwear back up but grandpa stopped me. “Let it all hang out. I’m naked. I don’t see any reason you shouldn’t be.” I kicked my underwear to the side. Grandpa Lewis pulled my T-shirt off too. We were now sitting together naked, both of us with erections. Was this what it was like to be so care free living on your own? Grandpa definitely seems to be very comfortable with his body and wasn’t ashamed to flaunt it. I wish I had his confidence. As we sat there I could still feel that thick gooey paste stuff between my cheeks. Slathering my hole. I thought about what it could be, perhaps I was sweating a lot during the night? Whatever it was I decided to take a shower. I told grandpa that I was going to go get cleaned up. He pointed me towards the bathroom. It felt good being able to let the water cascade over me. Now that I was alone I was able to inspect my butt more. I couldn’t figure out how much was down there. The water from the shower carried it away. I wondered if any of that came from inside me. I shoved a finger up inside me feeling for any of that mysterious white goo. It didn’t feel like there was anything inside. As I felt my hole I was feeling pretty good. So I decided to finger myself in the shower. I was masturbating while playing with my ass when I heard a knock on the door. “Kenny? You done yet? I gotta piss.” I pulled my fingers out of my ass and quickly rinsed off and turned off the water. “Yeah I’m done grandpa. I’m getting out.” “Good.” As I stepped out of the shower the door to the bathroom opened up. Grandpa Louis came in and walked to the toilet and pointed his dick towards it. The toilet was between the shower and the door. Grandpa was blocking my exit. He was just a few inches away from me. “Grandpa I should step out.“ He grabbed me by the shoulder and brought me in close. “Not so fast Kenny boy. How about you get down and watch me drain the lizard?” He was holding his dick in one hand and pressing down on my shoulder with the other. “What? Why?” I was on my knees at that point. Grandpa putting his hand on the back of my neck and pulled me towards his dick. My mouth almost bumped it. I was super close, more close than I wanted to be. “I told you I was going to teach you about gay stuff right? Well some gay men like to watch other men piss. It’s no big deal. Just check out my flow. You may be impressed by how heavy it is.” Grandpa started to piss in the toilet with me next to his dick. I wasn’t sure if I was supposed to feel uncomfortable or not. I did want him to teach me about gay life. But this seemed more specific. Do guys really get into this sort of thing? I had to admit it was impressive to see how strong and fast his yellow stream was filling the toilet bowl. “That’s it boy. Nothing like a little morning piss. Come on, get in closer.” Closer? How was I supposed to get closer? I could see it very well from how close I was already. Grandpa pushed me towards the tip of his cock and I was so close to it that at that point the mist spray from his urine torrent was splashing on my lips a little. I didn’t say anything out of fear that it would get in my mouth. Then his stream abruptly stopped. “Had to stop the flow for a bit. Hey Kenny have you heard of water sports?“ “No, what’s that?“ Grandpa then turn to face me. His semi hard dick hanging above my face. “It’s when guys like you and me like too feel the piss on them and in them. It’s a kink play. Some guys even like to drink it.“ He was now caressing my face. “Really? That sounds way too kinky for me. I don’t think I could do that.“ “It’s easy really. Here, let me show you. Open your mouth.“ “What? No! I’m not gonna drink your piss grandpa!” “I never said I was going to make you. I’m just trying to give a demonstration. Do you trust me?” “…yes.” “Good then open your mouth wide for me. Nothing bad is going to happen to you.“ I looked at him and then to his cock there was a yellow drop of piss hanging off his tip. I wasn’t sure what this demonstration was supposed to be, but he did say that he wasn’t going to make me drink anything. At least I think he did. I opened my mouth wide like he asked. Grandpa Lewis then put a hand on the back of my head and another hand on his cock and was pointing it into my mouth. “Now then. If you were to do water sports, and if you were a piss drinker. It would be best to drink it directly from the tap. Some guys like to take it up the ass too. But more commonly they like it straight down their piggy throats.“ Grandpa then inched his cock into my mouth. I could feel the warmth radiating off of it, and I could almost taste his flavor on my breath without touching it. My tongue didn’t touch his head, but it did make contact with that piss drop hanging. I could taste it. It was salty and tangy. I didn’t think I really liked it all that much. But it was just one drop. “Yeah I’ve had quite a few pig boys drink for me. They all love it. I’m not saying you’re a piss pig Kenny boy. Just trying to show you options. And now here comes the fun part.“ Grandpa let his head tilt back and his belly muscles clenching in his bladder relaxed. He let out a sigh. “Ooooooh yeah…. Here it comes.“ His cock twitched as it hovered in my mouth a couple of times as I saw his body relax. At that point I knew exactly what was going to happen. I pulled my head away and then got up to my feet. As I did grandpa let out a stream of piss. It hit me on my belly and got on my legs. “Grandpa gross!“ He then redirected his stream back to the toilet and started laughing. “Relax Kenny boy. It was just a joke.“ “You peed on me!” I grabbed a towel to wipe myself off. “Just a tiny little stream. I knew you would get out of the way. I did say it was coming didn’t I?“ “Yeah… you did.” “Relax. It’s just a little prank. Guys do it all the time.” I squeezed past him and left the bathroom. I guess he was sort of right. I knew some guys do pull weird pranks on each other. Maybe some of them even did pranks like that. Still I wasn’t too happy over getting urine on me. But what would have happened if I hadn’t gotten away in time? Just that one little drop that met my tongue was weird enough of a taste. I seriously doubt I could handle everything that was coming out of him. Plus we shouldn’t actually perform any fetish stuff on each other. Demonstrations and explanations are fine but his dick got surprisingly close to touching the inside of my mouth. Grandpa was definitely a very bold guy. Not the type you’d want to play chicken with. I waited in the living room for him to come out. I wondered what we were going to do today. Perhaps more gay lessons? But preferably less invasive like in the bathroom. Grandpa walked up behind me and wrapped his arms around me hugging me. I felt his rock hard dick rubbing against my butt cheek. “Okay Kenny boy. Your grandpa is all boned up and needs some action. This dick of mine needs an ass to drill into and blow a load.“ Grandpa then pointed his dick at my crack and slipped his cock head in past my cheeks. It pressed up against my hole. He moved his hips forward while holding my shoulders and was applying quite a lot of pressure. ”GRANDPAH NO! YOU CANT!” The short man stood up on his tiptoes so his dick could get more reach and applied even more force on me. So much more that my hole started to hurt as it felt like his tip was starting to part my sphincter. Then he let go of me and pulled his dick away, stepping back. “Not yours silly boy. I meant one of my friends I know in a different unit next door.” He giggled. “Had you going there for a second.“ I took a moment to catch my breath. Wow that was pretty scary. Not only was it because it was my grandfather, but he has AIDS. That would have been totally wrong on so many levels. He walked over to the couch and pulled out a pair of underwear and a tank top that was between the cushions and threw them on. “All right then. I’ll be back in a couple hours. You hold down the fort all right? Later I’ll take you someplace fun.“ “Sure, sure.“ I was coming down. Bring my headspace back to normal. He mentioned a fun place? That actually sounded cool. Perhaps somewhere in the city? I’ve never been anywhere in the city before so I got a little excited. I followed him to the door. “You won’t be gone too long will you?“ He raised an eyebrow at me. “I gotta take care of this raging boner sonny boy. If I stay here any longer, who knows what might happen to your virgin ass.” That made me gasp a little. “I’m kidding! Jeez you gotta learn a sense of humor.“ He stood up on his tiptoes again and gave me a quick kiss on the cheek. “Don’t get up to too much trouble now.“ Then shut the door behind him, leaving me on my own.

Yup, they are both one and the same. This is either a sequel prequel or spinoff. But perverted Mr. Lewis is back at it

My bottoms won’t get completely willing. A fully willing bottom for poz cock isn’t hot for me. I mean, if they don’t care about the virus anymore then the danger/risk dies so it defeats the purpose for poz stories, for me at least. But they can get get partially willing. Having conflicted feelings about what they want. Barriers crumbling but still apprehensive.

I should mention that this is going to be a bit of a slow burn story. Mr. Lewis was faster with Tommy because Tommy was a random guy who lived in the same building. If he rejected him then no big deal he could have gone to someone else. With Kenny, since he’s family he needs to properly groom him. Very slowly break down barriers and get more and more “comfortable“ with him. Let’s just use the previous story as a means to understand just how depraved and kinky he can be while Kenny is blissfully ignorant to what he’s walked into.

part 2 Dinner went fine. Grandpa and I talked about my college plans, dads renovations, potential subjects for me to study. I wasn’t sure about what I wanted to do. He said I’d figure it out eventually. We talked about how long he had been living where he was. It had been well over a decade in the same place. He had made a bunch of friends with a lot of the guys in the apartment complex. He knew everyone who lived there and that a lot of them where fun to hang out with. He told me he’d introduce me to some of them in time after I settled in more. We were watching tv together. I was playing on my phone. At some point in the knight I wanted to ask about why we barely see him these days. “So grandpa. Last time I saw you, I was probably 8. Is there a reason you don’t come to visit?” Grandpa Lewis looked at me like the question wasn’t that big a deal. “I see your dad on occasion, every now and again. But there’s no reason in particular. I’m an older man set in my ways. I don’t have a car either so I am fine with staying up here. Anyway my lifestyle is better for in the city versus down in the suburbs where you and your folks are.” “What life style is that?” He didn’t seem like the socialite. More like the type to spend his days at home. “You see Kenny boy. I have certain apatites that are easy to satisfy while I am up here. I get lonely from time to time so it’s easy for me to find companionship, male companionship if you know what I mean.“ I did know what he meant. But did that also imply that he was trying to say that he was gay? “Grandpa, are you saying that you like men? You’re gay?” He smiled at me. “Fruitier than a box of fruit loops I’m afraid. It took me a while to figure it out in my youth. But shortly after your dad was born I realized who I was. Ever since I have lived uninhibited with no limits.“ He chuckled and patted my shoulder. That was surprising. I had no idea he was like that. Dad never mentioned it. “Does dad know?“ “Nah I never told him. Not because I was hiding it. Because he never asked.“ I had to admit I admired his confidence to be true to himself, even if dad never knew about it. It kind of made me feel ashamed for hiding it myself for so long. “Wow, that’s pretty cool that you have it all figured out.“ “When you get to a certain age you just kind of stop caring about what people think. If one person doesn’t like what you have to offer then you dump them and go onto the next. There are plenty of people out there willing to except all you have to give.“ his confidence made me feel more ashamed. “Yeah, I guess so.” “Hey now, why the long face? Something bothering you? You can tell your dear old grandpa.” I was nervous to tell him. But at the same time I figured it made sense for the safest person you could possibly come out to would be another gay dude. Especially a gay family member. And since he never told dad about himself, perhaps he could keep it a secret until I was ready to tell him myself. “Well it’s just that, I’m gay too.“ Grandpa Lewis’s face lit up. He looked genuinely surprised. “Really?! You don’t seem the type. I never would have guessed sonny boy.“ I had his full attention now. “But my parents don’t know about it yet. I was gonna wait till after college to-“ Grandpa Lewis interjected. “No need to explain anything to me. My lips are sealed. What goes down in this apartment stays in this apartment.” that was such a relief. I felt like a big weight was lifted off my shoulders. It felt good to finally be able to tell someone in my family, and I was happy it was someone who also knew what I was going through. At this point I felt like I was starting to warm up to grandpa Lewis a lot more. “Thanks grandpa!“ I leaned in to give him a hug. He wrapped his arms around me and we embraced warmly. He had a bit of a musky smell to him but it was fine, I didn’t mind it. At one point I think I heard him sniff deeply. When we broke off the hug, grandpa Lewis still had an arm around over my shoulder and his other hand rubbing my chest for reassurance. It felt affectionate and I appreciated the gesture. “You know you can come to me for anything right Kenny? There’s nothing I wouldn’t do for my precious grandson. Absolutely anything you could think of.“ We were now partially cuddling on the couch together. My head was on his shoulder and his hand was on my hip holding me. It may have been a little much for me since I wasn’t a kid anymore but the occasion felt like it called for it. “I know that now, thanks grandpa.“ “If you like I can teach you all sorts of things about gay stuff. Would you like that Kenny boy?” “Yeah sure. I’d like that.“ “Have you played around with any boys yet?” I was embarrassed to admit it but I told him the truth. “No I haven’t had sex yet but I do know I like men.” “I see. I guess since you’re not out yet you probably haven’t had the time to seduce any boys your age, or mature men who’d like a sweet young thing like you.” “No no. Nothing like that.” “I for one have have sampled many men in my days. Probably in the thousands” “Wow really?! That’s insane.” I was looking up at him as he looked down on me, his hand gently rubbing my hip. I was genuinely impressed. Wither it was an exaggeration or not, just playing around with a handful of guys would impress me. “Not all at once of course. It happens over a long period of time. And of course it comes with the risks of decades of barebacking.” “Barebacking? What’s that?” I was pretty sure I knew what it was but I had only heard of it in the context of Internet porn so I tend to not use that as a blueprint for real life. “It’s not using condoms. Feeling a cock in you skin to skin and dumping the cum in one another. That’s how I’ve always done it. Never used one in my life. Heck, it eventually lead to producing you didn’t it?” “Yeah but aren’t you worried about STDs?” “Already have it.” “Hu?” “AIDS. Ive been poz for many years. It’s no big deal.” “Really?! I’ve heard it was pretty bad.” I can’t believe it. My grandfather has AIDS? I’ve heard about it from health class and they always made it out to be a horror show. “Oh it definitely can be. You can manage it with simple meds now and it basically becomes essentially nothing. That is if you keep up with meds. But you can’t go through life living in fear. I don’t let anything stop me from enjoying the pleasures of the flesh. We’re all warm blooded men and we have needs.” It was a lot to take in. But he seemed like a jolly old man so he must be content with his life. So who am I to worry about him? We continued on like that for a couple more hours. Just sitting there and watching TV. Grandpa Lewis was much sweeter then I though he was going to be. I think I was going to like staying here for the summer. Eventually it got to the point where we had to head to bed. I normally slept in the nude but this time I had on a T-shirt and a pair of baggy boxers. I guess that’s going to be my bedtime attire for the next few months. Grandpa Lewis took off his tank top and his underwear. I turned around before I saw anything. I assumed he was getting pajamas on. The lights got turned off and I crawled in bed. I tried to scoot to the edge to give him enough room but the bed was small. I turned to my side and that seemed to help. Grandpa got in bed too and his front was pressed up against my back almost like we were spooning. Was this really going to work? “Now normally I sleep nude Kenny boy, but since you have you’re underwear on I figure no sense in me changing that. You got a fabric to protect your virtue.” He was nude in bed? Now that he mentioned it I did feel something press against my butt. It had to have been his private parts. I felt fairly uncomfortable with it but I was in his only bedroom and he was letting me stay for free so I shouldn’t be too prudish over how he wants to keep his routine as regular as possible. I didn’t want to mention his downstairs making contact with me so I asked about the bed size. “Are you sure this will be enough room for us? It’s a little close.” I tried wiggling further to give more space between us but there was no more space to give. Grandpa put an arm around my waist. “We’re fine Kenny. I’ve slept with guys like this all the time, it works. If you’re worried about my junk, don’t be. You have your layer on. Don’t need my old python finding a young new cave to slither into in the middle of the night. I swear it has a mind of its own, he he he.” He chuckled, I laughed a little too at his crude joke despite the awkward situation. He was a funny guy and not afraid to be unfiltered. We got comfortable and focused on trying to sleep. I tried re-adjusting more but no luck. “Really you’re fine.” He whispered in my ear. “If you didn’t have those boxers on, who knows. It has managed to sneakily worm its way up in some guys who have slept in the nude with me in the past. And I’m sure the darn thing can’t recognize the difference between a family members hole from a floozies hole so it wouldn’t have any hang ups about going for your back door.” He sounded like he was being silly. There’s no way a penis could just casually go up someone’s butt in their sleep. I laughed at his joke then focused on trying to get to sleep. I was having a hard time sleeping. At one point in the middle of the night I woke up and my baggy boxers had bunched up on my waist revealing my butt cheeks. Grandpa Lewis was sleeping and snoring. His penis was half erect. I could feel it poking me. It must have been big. But it was also resting on my bare ass underneath my boxers. I tried wiggling my butt a bit to try and maneuver it away and it seemed like my movement was getting it harder. I was unintentionally making it more inconvenient for me. My wiggling at one point made his penis fall between my cheeks. It didn’t touch my hole but it was close. His tip felt big, really big like a golfball. Damn what did it look like? I was getting really embarrassed even though I was the only conscious person in the room. It kept digging against me as it got more erect. I thought about grandpas joke, about it having a will of it’s own and wanting to crawl into whoever it had access to. I knew he was kidding but I was getting nervous and held still. I didn’t want to move anymore or else I might wake him up. I closed my eyes and tried sleeping. The last thing I remember before fading off was the feeling of something warm and wet poking my butthole. At another point later in the night or very early morning I might have been partially woken by something. It was a shaking sensation jiggling the bed, and perhaps heavy breathing? I felt my butthole being gently poked in rhythm with the shaking sensation. I had no idea what was going on but it felt kinda good so I wiggled my butt back into the mysterious shaking pressure. The brief moment of consciousness only lasted a few seconds before I dozed off again.

A small chapter, but it’s purpose was more set up then sleaze.

It was the summer during a gap year before college. I was 19, 5’10 and and slender. I did some working out but spent a lot of my time goofing off at home. I was gay but I had no experience. I was a virgin and never played around with guys but I knew I liked them. I wasn’t out to my family and didn’t plan on telling them. Not until I was in collage and had a good footing on my own. I didn’t think they’d react badly at all. I was just insecure about it. Besides, you never know how someone will react to shocking revelations so I figured it would have been better to keep it hidden till I was ready for it. My dad wanted to get the house renovated so he wanted me to stay with my grandfather for a while since we wouldn’t have the space. He planned on the renovations before I graduated and hoped I’d be away at university during all the construction. So naturally my gap year wasn’t the most convenient for him. Grandpa lived in a humble apartment complex. It was about an hour away from where we lived so getting back and forth wouldn’t happen often. Dad assured me it would just be for the summer, that way all the major stuff would be done and the house would be semi livable again. I didn’t know grandpa that well. He lived on his own for many years and didn’t visit much. He wasn’t estranged from the family. He was just independent. Dad was busy with contractors and his job so I took the bus up to the city with a travel bag that had what I needed for a few months. The complex looked a little run down and it wasn’t in the best part of town. I made my way up the the second floor where his apartment was. Sure the conditions weren’t the best but living in the city could have its advantages. I might be able to meet some guys that could show me more of the gay scene. Maybe even pop my cherry before college. I knocked on the door and it didn’t take long to get a reply. The door opened and out came a short balding man, maybe 5’4 or 5’5. A little big in the belly and a round face. He had on a tank top, sweatpants, and sandals. He looked like the type that would be slumming around here, but he was family. “Hello Kenny my boy! It’s been years. Wow you’ve grown!” He was cheerful and excited to see me. I guess I was happy to see him too. It had been a long time. Probably since before puberty I saw him last. “Hi grandpa. I hope I’m not putting you off too badly.“ I wandered in to his place, there wasn’t much there, and it had a slight odor to it, like body odor or something like that. It was a little messy, with underwear and socks here and there. “Nonsense! It’s great to have company over! Let’s get you set up in the bedroom. It’s cosy but comfy.” We went to his room. The place was a small one bedroom so I felt bad that he was giving me his room. The room was in the same state as the rest of the place. Clothes all over and a fishy body odor smell. Not a strong smell but a little more apparent then the living room. Grandpa took my bag and was shoving clothes in his dresser. “I can keep those in the bag. You don’t need to do that.” “It’s fine Kenny, you can mix and match. If ya need any clothes, just take your pick from mine if ya like.” I would have preferred to keep my clothes separate but he was letting me stay with him so I was living with how he did things. Besides I guess it was nice to have my clothes somewhere other then a case on the floor. “Where are you sleeping grandpa? I see only the one bed and the couch in the other room.” “Right here. We can share the bed. Gotta make compromises in hard times right?” I wasn’t thrilled with that. Sure I may have slept with my parents when I was a toddler but I was a bit big for that. Plus grandpa had a small single bed so that meant we would have to be close. After we got settled in. I called dad to tell him everything was fine. We discussed what we would have for dinner and decided on take out delivery. Grandpa lounged around the place in his underwear and tank top. He liked to be comfortable. I tried to avoid looking at his crotch. Not because I was interested, he was my grandfather for goodness sake, but rather he had a fairly prominent bulge, I couldn’t tell if he was hard or not. If he wasn’t then it must have been a whopper in there. It made me semi hopeful. Perhaps mine would get bigger. I was about 6 inches. Not small but not very big either. I got the notification that the delivery guy was at the front office so I headed down to pick up the food. There was a big bearish guy working in the front office. Probably the landlord. He was rather handsome but had a very ‘tired of everything’ attitude. I guess the apartment business wasn’t what he hoped for. I gave a friendly wave but he didn’t respond. I made my way back upstairs and I saw some chubby older man talking with grandpa in the doorway. They both looked at me as I approached. The big guy kept talking to grandpa as they looked at me. “Not bad. Any chance he can come visit?” “No, this is my grandson, my real real grandson. So he’s off limits.” Grandpa told him. “Kenny boy! Let’s get you inside.” He put a hand on my back as he ushered me in. The big man looked in towards me. Something about the interaction didn’t sit quite right with me. Almost like the stranger was dangerous or something like that. The stranger then decided to head back to his place, giving his farewells. “You have with him, Mr. Lewis.”

Thanks dude, that’s some high praise. I have a few more ideas on stories in the works

If I had him play with Rob then I’d be too tempted to give Tommy a happy ending. And I explored all the fetishes I’m into. Unfortunately if the neg gets too piggy and willing then the danger/risk dynamic gets lost and the pozzing isn’t hot for me anymore. But I did what I could without it gettin stale

It was a few weeks past and I had been thinking about what Dillon said a lot. I was becoming more piggy and was loving these new found kinks of mine. But also what he said with the danger aspect of playing with dangerous guys. I don’t want to catch anything but the thrill of coming close seemed to make more sense. I should be able to have control of what happens to me and I can’t deny that I love Mr. Lewis’s cock. So I decided that the next time he tried to fool around, I’d be a bit more relaxed around him but I wouldn’t let him poz me. This particular night I had a strange dream. I was small, like a little action figure. Mr. Lewis was there and he was holding me in his hand. We were both naked and he was touching his cock to my ass, which at this point was massive in comparison to me. His cock head as big as a massive beach ball. “No stop! It will never go in!” His pre cum soaking me head to toe. He stopped and held my up to his face. “Oh well if you can’t appreciate my cock, then I have only one other use for you pig boy.” He leaned his head back and dangled me over him by my leg. “This way you’ll never escape me again.” “Grandpa no! Don’t do it! Let me go!” “You said it, not me!” He opened his mouth wide and dropped me. I landed on his tongue and his lips closed around my ankles. My feet sticking out of his mouth. It was hot and wet all over. I could feel his saliva mixing with his pre all over me. I was terrified, I thought his giant tongue was going to push me to his molars for chewing but instead he slurped my feet in and his tongue was pushing me to the back of his throat. “Grandpa please don’t! I’m not food!” Mr. Lewis gave a mighty gulp and I was now on a slimy slip ‘n slide headed down his throat. I could feel myself being squeezed on all sides as I was being pushed down into his abyss. At the bottom of his esophagus I was passing a meaty ring, the stomach welcoming the new meat. There was a wave of heat and I dropped into his deadly chamber. He was talking and I could barely make out what he way saying through his stomach. “Ahh, Now isn’t that better? My raw cock in your ass?” There was a shifting. The whole place was shaking. “Sir you should pull out!” Someone else was out there too. Mr. Lewis was fucking someone right after he swallowed me. “No need for that. If you can’t appreciate my cock, you’ll end up like the last ungrateful boy.” He was taking about me. The stomach walls were starting to close all around me and the slime all around was starting to give a burning sensation. “Grandpa let me out! You can’t do this! Someone help!” Mr. Lewis ignored my pleas. His stomach getting to work on me as he fucked his new replacement boy toy on the outside. I could do nothing but pass out from the process, grandpas thrusting rhythm rocking me to sleep. But then I woke up. I was awake for real, sitting in my bed. I was cold and in a sweat. My heart racing. I felt my face to make sure I was awake. My phone said it was 4:12 am. Not the best time to wake up from a nightmare. But I felt something else. It was like my balls were slightly sore. I checked them but when I looked there was a cum puddle between my legs. Holy shit did I have a wet dream?! That’s never happened before! And why that dream? Why THAT dream?! I chose to disregard everything that happened. Put it out of my mind. I cleaned myself up and wiped the sheets off. I had trouble getting back to sleep but eventually I managed. My fallowing day went okay enough despite the rough sleep. I came back from work tired. It was a long day and I was looking forward to getting to bed. I said hi to Rob on my way through. He seemed happy to see me. “Hi Rob. Holding down the fort as always?” “Same shit I always do. You done earning your living for the day?” “Yeah. Same daily grind but it pays your rent money he he.” “As long as it comes on time it doesn’t matter what you gotta do for it.” We went back and forth like that for a while. I occasionally looked down to his shoes. I figured I should shoot for being more bold. “Hey Rob. Did you maybe want to hang out sometime? You seem to always be preoccupied with work around here. Maybe you’d like a break?” He looked at me for a bit. Contemplating his options. “You still been playing with that Lewis fellow?” “Not for a several weeks now. He says hi all the time but that’s about it.” “Okay. How about a little later after 9 you come to my place? It’s on the first floor by the stairs. You seem like an interesting guy.” “Great. Sounds good.” I finally had something arranged with him! I was looking forward to spending time with Rob alone for so long. It seemed like we were becoming friends. That was good. I liked him. Today was seeming like it was going to end on a highlight. I wandered back to my place, showered and took care of what needed to be done around the place. I had some assignments for school but they could wait for a bit. As I went through my dresser, I saw the pile of clothes in there that belonged to Mr. Lewis. ‘Oh, I still have these.’ I thought to myself. Mr. Lewis hadn’t stayed over, but what with my attempts to keep my door blocked I guess he never got the chance. I really should get the key back from him. I can’t keep living with a chair on my front door, and I didn’t want to randomly wake up with strange cocks going up my ass. It was close to the time Rob said to meet him. Before I went I figured I’d try and get my key back. I figured I could go in and say hi for a bit, keep up with being the friendly neighbor and leave with my ass unmolested. I was approaching Mr. Lewis’s door with his clothes and stopped. All the close calls that happened there. He was a wicked old man that wanted to corrupt me. I managed to avoid getting pozzed so far. I had researched water sports and poz sex, and apparently getting your ass pissed in almost totally stops the load from taking hold. As far as I knew I hadn’t received any loads that were inside me uninterrupted. But I didn’t know how much luck I still had. I gave the door a knock, ‘okay, say hi, be friendly and neighborly, get the key and get out. That’s all you have to do’ it didn’t take long for him to answer. “Tommy boy! Good to see you!” He was his usual happy aloof self. He had his tank top on, barefoot, and a jock strap. The shape of his monster cock very visible. I could see it twitch a little as he greeted me. “Hi Mr. Lewis. I just wanted to see how you were doing. I brought your clothes as well.” “I’ve been well! But much better now you’re here. Come in my boy!” He grabbed me by the hand and pulled me in. He put the clothing on the floor in a messy pile. Last time I was here we were watching tv that developed into something more. But this time I came over myself. So I can’t imagine he had any sneaky tricks up his sleeve. “I haven’t had any quality time with you in quite a while. You haven’t been avoiding me have you?” “No, I’ve just been focusing on school and work. Nothing against you.” I was trying to be as diplomatic as I could. “Actually I was wondering if I could get the key to my place back. I only have the two, so I get nervous about losing things.” “Like losing control with my cock? He he he.” He gave a playful poke in my ribs. We were sitting on his couch again. His arm on top of the sofa behind my back. “I kid, I kid. I’m sure it’s around here somewhere. I’ll be sure to give it to you. But tell me. Have you been up to any fun? I hear you went to one of Franks parties.” I guess I’m not surprised he heard about that. But thinking about it now it’s a little surprising he didn’t attend. “Yeah it was fun. I met some guys I could be friends with.” Mr. Lewis had his leg resting on his knee, his foot facing me. His toes lightly brushing my thigh. “I kept in contact with a couple.” “Oh? A couple of piss freaks hu? So tell me, how many cocks did you drink from?” At this point I wasn’t too shocked by his direct sexual talk. I’ve gotten used to his constant horny attitude. “I think, maybe five? One pissed inside me.” Mr. Lewis was now rubbing his crotch. “You nasty boy! I’m so proud of you! What other kinky stuff have you been up to? Spend time with George? He’s always asking about you.” “No I haven’t seen him. I don’t think I could do what he wants. Beside he isn’t much of the chatty type.” “He’s a direct bastard that’s for sure. He knows what he wants and doesn’t waste time getting what he wants. I always liked that about him. But you love his ass.” He was stroking his cock through his jock. It was getting hard, the small fabric struggling to hide it. “It’s uh, fine. But I can’t really have him showing up at my place unannounced.” He was rubbing my shoulder while he played with his jock through the material. I could tell he was getting his motor started. “Oh nonsense. He hasn’t been barging in at all. You’ve been a stubborn lil fucker blocking your door. Don’t think I haven’t noticed.” He was still playful, I hadn’t heard an ounce of displeasure in his voice. Like every move I make is part of his game and seeing what I do to resist him adds to his entertainment. “I wouldn’t have to if I could properly lock my door.” I got up from the sofa. I figured if I sat there too long he’d strip naked and get up to mischief. “Any idea where you put that key?” Mr. Lewis got up too. His raging boner very apparent. “It might be in my bedroom. Let’s go take a look.” I fallowed him to his bedroom. There were sex toys, lube bottles, and other small bottles on the shelves that I assumed were poppers. The floor was covered in dirty socks and underwear. Everything smelled like him. Or more specifically, smelled like him in the heat of sex. I got the feeling like I was in a hazardous place. “Let’s see. How about you dig through some of that laundry in the floor. I’ll take a look over here.” I rummaged through his clothes. They all had an odor to them. Like he wore them a lot. Tank tops, underwear, socks, sweat pants. He really didn’t have much else. Some of the socks were hard. I could tell by the smell and feel that he probably came inside them. I wasn’t finding anything else. I got up to see if I could look elsewhere and I saw Mr. Lewis naked. His cock fully erect. His cock head huge, like it usually gets when he’s horny. He was looking through his dresser. “Don’t mind this. My boner was uncomfortable in that old thing. I’m not finding it here.” He moved to the bed and was laying down stroking his cock slowly. “How about you keep looking while I watch?” The bedroom no longer felt like a bedroom. It was more like I was in the stomach of a giant beast and if I didn’t leave soon I’d be digested. He was trying to entice me with his cock. I continued to look around while he was stroking himself. All I found were sex toys and porn. “Try under the bed.” He suggested. His feet hanging over the edge pointing at me. I walked over and got down between them. “Getting distracted by something?” He laughed. “No, I’m fine.” I shook the tempting thoughts out of my head and started looking under the bed. There was dirty laundry and a few used condoms with cum in them around me. Obviously he didn’t use them on anyone. Probably just used to catch his loads and thrown aside. I didn’t see anything of mine under the bed. “Not here either. Are you sure it’s in your bedroom?” Mr. Lewis stood up. His feet on either side next to my head. His right foot stepped on a condom and I saw the cum gush out between his toes. “Looks like I made a mess on my foot there. How about you clean it up?” He stuck it in my face. It smelled like dirty feet and cum. I couldn’t deny that I liked it, so I started licking the cum off of it. “That’s a good boy. Suck your grandpas toes.” He was stepping on my face, pinning me down. He smeared his foot on me, rubbing his cock. I did my best to lick up the cum. Mr. Lewis enjoyed stepping on me. I was enjoying giving him foot service. He motioned around and started pulling my shirt off. “Grandpa, I don’t really have time for this.” He yanked it off and threw it in a corner. “Nonsense, you get to seem me nude. I should be able to see you too.” He was unbuttoning my jeans when I decided that was far enough.I got up and nudged his hands off my pants. My ass crack poking out. “If we can’t find the key perhaps I can come back another time.” I was rubbing my face off with one of his socks on the ground. “Oh now I remember! I gave it to George! Let’s go see him. I think he has company over.” Mr. Lewis guided me by the arm towards the hallway. Of course he was walking out naked. Why would it matter to him? “I don’t think I need to go over there. I have plans.” We were in front of his door. Mr. Lewis was rubbing my nipples. “We’re just going to say hi. He’s missed you. And I’ve missed this ass.” He went behind me and pulled my pants down far enough to reveal my ass. He held me from behind and rubbed his cock between my cheeks. He reached over and opened George’s door. It wasn’t locked. “Go on in.” He gave a hump and his cock head poked my ass, causing me to move forward into the apartment. He kept jabbing me in the ass. Like he was herding me inward more into George’s place. He shut the door behind him. “You can stay a little while can’t you?” He was in front of me now. Trying to guide me toward the bedroom. I would have tried and leave but I felt like had a little more confidence in myself. I was definitely getting horny and curious as to what he had planned. I was fairly sure I could spend some time here and leave without things getting too out of hand. When we entered the bedroom George was rimming a chubby bear. It was one of the bears who’s piss I drank during the party. The ones who double dicked my mouth and Dillon helped drink with me. “Hey there old George! Don’t mind us. Tommy here was just looking for his spare key. My that sure looks like fun.” Mr. Lewis got on the bed and was playing with George’s ass. “It’s in a dresser around here. How’s about you have the pig give me some service for it?” Mr. Lewis was sliding his cock into George’s ass. George didn’t seem to notice or was too preoccupied with licking the other bears ass. “Sounds fair to me! Foot pig! While I wet my whistle here a bit. How about you lick his feet? You gotta earn that key back.” George was on all fours while Mr. Lewis was fucking him slowly. Their feet lined up in a row. George’s were plumper then Mr. Lewis’s. It seemed like a harmless request so I got on the bed and went down on George’s soles. Running my tongue up and down them. His flavor was strong but I liked it. Of all the kinks I’ve done I think this was probably my favorite. Mr. Lewis was drilling away, not fast or hard. But enjoying his time. His ass was above me and I was tempted to play with it, maybe take a break from the foot licking and rim him. But that would be escalating things too much so I studiously focused on George’s feet. I gave both of them a thorough cleaning. About 10 minutes worth. I was sucking on his toes for quite some time before I felt hands on my ass. When I looked up both George and the other bear were side by side on there knees. Both asses facing me. I hadn’t realized that everyone shifted positions, and Mr. Lewis was next to me. His slippery cock pointing at my face. “You’ve been doing such a good job foot pig but the boys over here want to feel your handy work. Go on, finger them.” I was still a little foot drunk and horny so I reached for both of their asses. George on the left, piss bear on the right. Both their holes were large and sloppy wet from spit, lube, and sex fluids. My index and middle fingers went in no problem. “Good boy. Work those fingers in. Don’t be shy. Stick some more in.” I pushed in a couple more. Each hole taking in four fingers. The guys were moaning. They felt hot and wet inside. It was kinda nice. Mr. Lewis was holding my wrist helping me finger fuck George. “That good, get up in there. Old George here is accustomed to getting his hole stretched. Let’s get you fully inside him.” He was pushing my hand in further. The ass was loose, but my hand was struggling to go in. I had never fisted anyone before. I tried applying the same force on piss bear as well. They were both grunting ass I was slowly sinking in but I was having trouble getting my knuckles past their fleshy rings. Mr. Lewis then jolted my elbow forward hard and my entire hand popped into George’s ass up to my wrist. “Ah fuck! Yeah that’s it!” George yelled. I was worried about my hand going so far up his ass but I only felt his moist insides. “Holly shit it’s actually in!” It was an astonishing sight. The chubby ass gulping down my hand. I was wearing his hole like a bracelet. “That’s a good lad! George here cleaned out earlier. So it’s smooth sailing. Now for the other hand!” Mr. Lewis encouraged. I was slowly pushing my hand in George, fist fucking him. My knuckles were still outside piss bear’s ass so I applied the same amount of force on him that Mr. Lewis gave my other arm. It popped inside him as well up to my wrist. “Shit! That’s all in!” He grunted as I made both hands into fists inside them and started needing their colons in tandem. “I can’t believe I’m actually doing this.” I know I did some wild stuff in the past but this was at the top of the list for me. Their holes were squeezing me tight as I pumped my arms forward and back. Their moans and grunts kept coming. They were loving this. My cock was hard and struggling in my pants. “Nothing like a good double fisting eh pig boy?” Mr. Lewis was rubbing my boner through my pants. I was starting to moan as well. It was an intense play session and I was enjoying myself when in the past I’d be too scared to do anything like this. “How about I suck that cock of yours. Looks like you need to get out of those pants. Hey fellas! Turn him over for me.” What did that mean, ‘turning me over’? Before I could think about it too much. Piss bear was turning over on his back with my fist still up his ass. Then George rolled over him, pulling me with him, flipping me on my back. He turned over and now piss bear was on the left side of the bed and George was on the right. Both of them on their backs and me on mine. George’s left foot by my right cheek and piss bears right foot by my left cheek. Their legs over my shoulders. “There now. Now we can pull these off ya.” Mr. Lewis was taking my pants off and my cock sprang up slapping my belly. “Keep working on their holes boy. You’re doing a good job.” He went down on me. Taking my cock in his mouth. It felt great. My fists firmly lodged in two bears, feet by my face, and my cock getting sucked by grandpa. “Grandpa this is amazing!” I couldn’t help but love what was happening. He was sucking my cock so expertly. Working my shaft and kissing my head. He went down and I could feel it enter the back of his throat. “Fuck, that’s it! Swallow me whole! Ah!” An interesting choice of words, probably brought on by last nights dream. “Such an eager boy today. Grandpa is going to make sure you feel good.” He started sucking my balls as he stroked me. I was thrusting my fists up into George and piss bear. They were jacking their cocks as they watched me. Mr. Lewis was licking my balls and going down my taint. He lifted my legs and dug his tongue in my ass. I was now being rimmed. He was ravenous on my ass. Sucking me and tongue fucking me. I was turning my head to kiss the bear feet beside me. Piss bear lifted his foot so I could taste the bottoms. I got my tongue between his toes and licked them thoroughly. He tasted good. I was leaking pre and my hole was getting worked on by grandpa. It was so hot. I never dreamed I would find myself in a situation like this. My ass was feeling great but there was only so much a tongue could do. I thought about Dillon and his words. The danger aspect of Mr. Lewis. But I felt confident I could handle him. I spoke from under piss bears foot. “Grandpa if you cum outside, you can fuck me. Please I need to feel your cock.” That got his attention. He got up from eating my ass and looked at me. His cock resting on my ass. “You’re begging for my cock? Oh well this a definitely a new side of you I love! Very well foot pig. This 9 inch cock is going to stir up your guts real good!” He spread my legs and was rubbing his cock around my hole. He was stroking it hard. My hips here rocking on him. Then he grabbed my foot and started licking it. “Mmm such a sweet boy you are, your foot is making me leak hard.” He was sucking my toes now. His cock still outside my ass but kissing my entrance. I could feel the size of his large flared head. He kept jacking his cock as he licked my foot. His hand moving faster on his dick, his breath getting labored. I was getting anxious and wanted to feel it in me so I wrapped my other leg around his ass and tried guiding him forward into me. His cock head pushing against my hole. “Woah there, if you’re that eager you have to ask for it. Ask me to fuck you with my poz cock.” I knew I was playing with fire but I was loving everything that was happening. I could tell when he was close to cuming so I could tell him to pull it out before he dumped his load in me. I just really wanted to be fucked. If I could feel that monster cock go to town on my ass, I was okay with indulging his kink talk. “Please fuck me with your poz cock grandpa.” “Good boy! Finally.” Mr. Lewis started pushing in. My hole was sleek and hungry for cock. His tip popped in me and he pushed the the rest in me slow. All 9 inches deep into me. I could feel my guts struggling to accommodate his length and the girth of his head. But it was so good and I didn’t resist. He started fucking me. My legs over his shoulders. I kept fist fucking my human oven mitts. The large men seemed to be in ecstasy of the work I was putting in. They really loved watching me take cock up the ass. Mr. Lewis was pounding away at me. Slamming his hips into me. His balls slapping my ass as he gripped my thighs. “You love this dirty cock fucking up your insides don’t you?” “Yes grandpa. It’s so big!” “Big and raw. Your ass is doing a fine job sucking my cock. It’s going to easily work a big load out of me.“ His ball slapping thrusts got faster. He was so energetic. I kept kissing the feet next to me while my ass was getting pulverized. My fists pushing further in the men above me. “If you want me to cum outside you’ll have to say when.” I gave a nod in acknowledgment. I let Mr. Lewis have his fun for a while longer then I could feel his body getting tense. His cock feeling extra hard. “Oh boy, I’m getting close. Perhaps I should pull out.“ His voice had a slight teasing tone to it. His hips still fucking me but not as deep as before, pulling a few inches of his fantastic cock out. I knew the risks, but I wanted to feel that cock deeper into me. I wrapped my legs around Mr. Lewis’s waist and slammed him into me, making him drill his cock in deeper. I assisted with his thrusting using my feet on his ass. “Oh? Are you sure about this? It could end up blowing inside you!” He had a wicked smile. I wasn’t going to let him do that but I wanted him to get as close as possible. So I kept my legs around him. “I know just keep going!” His fast fucking was now with a purpose. Mr. Lewis was trying to go straight for a cum blast. It was driving me insane. Each thrust churning my guts up. “Oh fuck pig boy I’m going to cum! Fuck my cock is so deep in your neg ass!” I could only moan. I could feel his cock swelling and getting rockhard. The type of steel stiffness it gets as it’s preparing to shoot. I wanted to feel it fuck into me until the last second. he was grunting as he was drooling, the two bears I was fisting were moaning, I was moaning too. It was a true four-way of depravity. “Oh shit, here comes! Gonna shoot it! Your ass is in trouble!” His balls were primed up, his cock fucking deep in to me, my legs wrapped around him pulling him in tight. “I know just shoot your load grandpa! Fucking shoot it!” “Yes! It’s finally going to breed ya pig! OH FUCK!” This was it. His face was distorting as his orgasm began. I was going to pull my hands out of the hungry holes and push his cock out of me. But the two bears clenched their asses on my wrists. I couldn’t get out. In that moment I realized I was being tied down to the bed, where the shackles were two bear chubs ass holes trying to devour my arms. And Mr. Lewis’s cock was thrusting hard as it was reaching orgasm now. “AAAAAAGH!!-“ “GRANDPA STO-“ I tried to tell him to pull out, but George and piss bear lifted their feet and plopped them on my face. Both feet pressing down and covering my entire head. Their toes curling over my lips keeping my mouth shut. The smell of them causing my head to spin. All I could feel was they’re assholes clamping down on my wrists locking me in place, and a stone pillar of a cock slamming into me hard. “-AAAAGH! FUCK! YES! MY FULL BLOWN AIDS LOAD IS IN YOU!” Mr. Lewis slammed home and let out a mighty torrent of sperm, blasting directly up into my intestines. Each thrust shooting another ribbon, I tried to scream but i was muffled between the two chubby bear feet smothering my face. All the while, the poz cock was depositing continuous load after load deep in my body. I was able to keep track. He shot 20 streams of cum deep inside of me. I could feel almost every one of them forcefully shooting out of his fat cock head. Once his cock finished delivering it’s deadly poison. Mr. Lewis collapsed onto me. His cock was still hard. He was gently fucking his load in. Keeping it inside of me. The two bear chubs still gripping onto my hands, still smothering my face with their feet. Mr. Lewis finally got me. He finally managed to blast a massive load of his poz cum up in me. “Ah, looks like I finally managed to infect you with my rancid seed pig boy. My balls just emptied into you a massive load of high viral AIDS poison. And you wrapped your legs around me and made me deliver it. I always knew it would end up like this. From the moment you walked into this building the first time I knew you would end up my tainted fuck toy.” I couldn’t speak. Even if my face wasn’t being smothered by thick feet, I would still be in too much shock to say anything. I was thinking about Rob. I thought about our plans for tonight, that I was supposed to just get my key back and go over to his place. I was filled with guilt and shame. I can’t go to him now. Mr. Lewis kept fucking me as he was dirty talking to me. The feet on my face making it hard for me to breathe. I was getting lightheaded and felt like I was about to pass out. “Keep on holding him fellas. I’m going to work up another load. I’m not going to stop until it takes in him.” He kept fucking me. I was still being trapped by bear ass and feet. The last thing I remember before passing out was wrapping my legs around Mr. Lewis and helping him work up to another cum shot. Epilogue: It had been a few weeks since Mr. Lewis entrapped me in his game to get his load inside me. I never made it to my meeting with Rob. In the days since he seemed to be his usual self. Unfazed by me blowing him off. We only ever made small talk. I felt too guilty to try and reschedule anything with him. I had just gotten over cold or flew. It was pretty mild so I wasn’t sure if it was because of grandpa’s breeding. But it did make me feel like I shouldn’t play around with Rob if he ever asks. I came to terms that I was a kinky pig like how Mr. Lewis always referred to me as. I embraced that side of me. I grew a lot in these last few months. I could barely recognize the sheltered timid guy I was. Even though grandpa won his game I wasn’t going to embrace being a poz pig. I haven’t been tested yet, fearing the results. I’ll get around to it eventually. But I noticed a change. Mr. Lewis seems to have lost some interest in me. I even got my key back from George. He doesn’t express as much enthusiasm when we pass each other by. I guess to him I’m now back to the neighbor who helped with his plumbing.

Then play with them both at the same time. Mr. Lewis will prevent that from happening.

There’s no scat. Just depraved kinksters whom Tommy narrowly escapes

Left you a recon message

We’ll see who wins out. The safety of wholesome Rob or the evil depravity of Mr. Lewis

After everything Tommy has been through, it would be much of a rush if Mr. Lewis and George got their fun soon

You think George should take him all the way? That would definitely cross a line 😈

I am a piss freak as well as a foot freak. I’m going through all my kinks here

The next day I headed for class, not paying attention the George or Mr. Lewis’s door. I heard his door open but I was long past it. I felt like I had a small new sense of confidence. So I made extra effort to try and avoid any suspicious types. For the next week I managed to avoid talking to anyone around the complex. On the times I’ve seen Mr. Lewis I’d walk past him giving some kind of dismissive greeting. I knew he still had a key to my place so I got in the habit of blocking my door every night. I would occasionally see Rob working around the place. He would give me a nod, and a slight smile. It may not have been much but for him it was a huge change in attitude. Coming back from the gym in the evening, I saw a familiar face. It was Frank. He was wearing shorts and a black tank top with a yellow logo on it with the letters NP on it. “Hey! Tommy right? Nice seeing you! How have things been?” I thought about the times he pissed up my ass and down my throat. I was still relatively new to water sports but by the time I was drinking it from him I was used to it. His was actually rather nice. “Yeah, I’ve been good. Just work school gym. Always busy.” “I can tell. Have you been seeing any of the other guys?” “Not much. I’ve been trying to take a break from that sort of stuff.” “Aw, that’s a shame. I was having a get together today. I was hoping to run into you and see if you’d like to come.” “What kind of get together?” “The kind were we hang out and enjoy ourselves. It’s pretty chill. You’d like it.” I didn’t have anything else planned today so I figured why not? I don’t really do much other than study and work, so this might be a fun change of pace. I looked down to his crotch and though about the offer. I really did enjoy drinking from his tap last time. Maybe I might get the chance again if we have a moment alone. But I wasn’t going to push for that. I may be a developing kinkster but I didn’t have to shamelessly seek it out. He wasn’t Mr. Lewis or George. He may have sampled me in the past but he never came off as extreme. “Sure that sounds like fun. I’ll just go wash up first.” “Nonsense, you’re good as you are. Wanna come up now? The guys haven’t been here long.” “Oh! They’re already here? If you really don’t mind the sweat…” “I more than don’t mind.” Frank grabbed my hand and lifted my arm above my head. He leaned in, gave a quick lick to my armpit then let me go. He licked his lips and smirked at me. “Come, My place is at the other end the the hall from you.” That was new. No one ever licked my pit before. It wasn’t my thing but if he was happy with me the way I was then that makes things more convenient for me. When we got to his place I saw Rob messing with a ceiling light close by. He saw me with Frank and I felt a little guilty. I know he wants me to stop playing with Mr. Lewis and George but Frank seemed okay. Never the less, I told Frank to head in while I had a word with Rob. “Hey Rob.” I tried acting casual but I sorta sounded like a kid who got caught. “Hey kid. Hanging out with Frank?” He seemed indifferent. “Yeah… I know you told me to stop playing around with dangerous guys…” “Frank isn’t dangerous. At least I don’t think he is. Besides you don’t have to do what I say. You can fuck around with who you want.” He kept adjusting the light fixture like he really didn’t care. “Yeah I know…” Rob stopped what he was doing and looked at me. “What do you want from me? My permission?” Was I? I didn’t want to let him down. I’ve been good at holding up his request so far but I really wanted to hear from him that this party I was going to was okay with him and not him just being passive aggressive. Sometimes it’s hard to tell with his typical disposition. “I guess so…” Rob looked at me like I said something funny. He put his tools down then gripped my shoulder firm. “You have my permission to go to Franks party. Happy?” I don’t know how to explain it but him saying that seemed to excite me. I felt a warmth pass through me and I was a little lighter. “Thanks Rob.” He rolled his eyes at me and continued what he was working on. I headed to Frank’s place and went in wondering who might be there. When I entered there was some music playing and drinks spread about. But the guys. The guys there were all in jock straps or harnesses! Wow okay I didn’t expect it to be this kind of party. Now I felt a little over dressed. Even Frank was out of his clothes and was wearing a jockstrap that looked like it came from a gay fetish store. “Hey guys the piss boy is here! I said I’d deliver!” Frank announced to everyone. Piss boy? Me? Oh that’s right! Last time I saw him he said he was going to arrange something like this. I thought I’d get a little more warning first, but I had been avoiding people these past few day. Suddenly I was being surrounded by all types of men in fetish gear. There were buff, guys chubby guys, slim guys. 7 men all together including Frank. “Oh damn! Uh Frank I wasn’t planning on fucking. This may be a bit much too fast.” A couple guys were already taking off my shorts and shirt. “Who said anything about fucking? You’re the party’s urinal. And my friends here have had a lot to drink.” Some of the guys were laughing. Two guys were gently holding my arms and feeling up my shoulders. One scruffy bearish guy was standing in front of me and pulling his cock out. “You say he loves drinking it Frank?” The bear pushed me to my knees. His dick was slapping my lips. “Yeah, he took it from me from both ends before.” Out of my peripheral I could see one guy blowing the other, but the guy doing the sucking wasn’t moving his head, oh right. Frank definitely gathered a bunch of like minded fetishists. The bear in front of me slapping my face to get my attention. “Open up for me! You want this don’t you?” I looked up at him. He was peering down at me looking past his large pecs. They were a chubby muscle. Hairy with perky nipples. Do I want this? I may have liked it from Frank but I wouldn’t call myself a piss pig. “Come on, be a good boy for me. You want to be a good boy right?” He pressed his cock against my lips and tried pushing in. He was attractive but I still just met him and- Oh fuck it! I opened my mouth and took in his cock. The guys around me encouraged me and patted me on the back. “Yeah, that’s it. Ima give you a sweet reward.” Bear guy caressed my face while his cock was in my mouth. He held it there for a moment as he concentrated. “Oh here it comes.” As soon as he said that. His hot yellow torrent started filling my mouth fast. I tried my best to chug it down as fast as I could. It was tangy but not too harsh. I could feel my cock getting hard. Some of it was leaking out of my mouth and running down my chin but the majority of it I managed to keep in. “Fuck he isn’t half bad at it. I’m finishing up here. Who’s up next?” “Easy there, he just got here guys. Give him a moment.” Someone I didn’t know said. I stood up, catching my breath. One guys was rubbing my ass and another leaned in and started kissing me on the mouth. He was a little heavy set. A wrestlers build, probably mid 20s, blond, round baby face. His tongue explored my mouth, I think he wanted to taste the bear man on me. I put my hands on his shoulders and kissed him back. So far I thought this party wasn’t so bad. “Okay guys how about this continues in the bathroom. I don’t need the floors getting ruined.” Frank started navigating us to the bathroom. Not everyone could fit obviously but baby face and the guy rubbing my ass were right beside me. They had me step into the shower and I had a pretty good idea why. The guy playing with my ass earlier was more slender and was in the shower with me. I could feel his cock poking my ass. He was slowly humping me while baby face continued making out with me. A couple more guys were in there too, stroking their cocks and watching the show. “I’m gunna unload in him here.” The guy behind me started pushing his cock inside me. It was semi hard but he managed to get it in. Baby face was still kissing me when I felt the warmth spread inside my ass. “Ooh fuck yeah. Look at him taking it.” He was pissing a lot in me. It was good that we were in the shower because there was too much and some of it ran down my legs. “Suck my cock a little, it’s going to piss up in you next.” Baby face guided my head down on his cock. His was about 6 inches, cut. But it was thick. I took it in my mouth and started sucking it all the while the guy behind me was finishing up. I could feel my insides flooded. I’m not sure how I’ll be able to take another guys bladder full. He pulled out and a small spurt of yellow shot out of me. I kept the rest inside while sucking the cock in my mouth. It was now fully hard and the guy took it out. He positioned behind me to stick it in. A much older man was rubbing his cock on my face this time. The blonde wrestler guy behind my shoved his cock inside me. It was thick so it hurt a little. “Oh fuck that’s a tight ass.” He was squeezing my ass cheeks like dough. The older man in front of me started pissing on my head. His golden shower got in my hair and all over my back. I’m sure some of it ran down my ass crack and got on baby face wrestler dude behind me. “I can’t go just yet, I have to savor this guys pussy.” He didn’t piss inside me but he started thrusting. He was fucking my ass while it was full from the other guy. I wasn’t intending on getting fucked but looks like I can’t do anything about it now. Besides, he was cute so I didn’t mind. Older dude was still raining down on me. As my ass was getting fucked and my head getting showered. I began to realize how hot this was. Fuck I guess I am a piss pig as well as a foot pig. It was startling how much I’ve developed kinks recently. A few months ago, fucking and blow jobs was all I would do. The occasional rim job but that was a far out as it went. Even then I still rarely hooked up. Now I’m in the bathroom of a guy I barely know, surrounded by cocks that want to piss in every hole I have. Older guy finished using my face as a urinal, while wrestler dude behind me was fucking the piss up my ass. Frank was sitting on the counter watching, jacking off. I motioned to him to come closer. He got to his feet and pointed his huge long cock at me and I took it in my mouth next. I was looking forward to his. “Aw yeah this is what you wanted hu?” Frank was still hard so it took a moment for him to prime up. Baby face was still going to town on my ass. Then Frank started pissing and I was welcomed with the familiar taste of a well hydrated guy. I enjoyed gulping down his load. My stomach was definitely being tested but I could handle him. Luckily he didn’t piss too much. I think he gave a load to someone earlier. I can taste a bit of ass on him. “That’s awesome man, good job taking my piss. You guys want next?” Frank directed towards a couple replacing him. Two chubby bears with beards and leather harnesses started double teaming my mouth. Their bellies pressed against each other as I got both of their cocks in me. I wasn’t sure if they were going to fuck my mouth or piss in it. I can’t imagine drinking from both of them at the same time. That would be too much all at once. But of course they did intend on unleashing in me. Wrestler baby faced guy was fucking hard and grunting. Piss gushing out of my ass as he pulled out and back in. Piss from the first guy, not him. The two bear chubs, let loose and started pissing in my mouth at the same time, and that’s when baby face buried in deep and came inside me. “Fuck! That’s good!” He grunted. I was now trying to drink from both these guys but it was impossible. I was spilling out my mouth at an incredible rate, I was drinking as fast as I could. I could feel my stomach swelling on it. Then baby face was under me. He was drinking the over flow spilling out my mouth. He met his mouth with my chin catching it all like an expert. I was grateful for the help. I put my hands on his shoulders for support. His shoulders were thick and strong. He grabbed my hands and caressed my fingers. We worked together to finish up the two bear chubs. They had a lot in them and were content with our work. I on the other hand was exhausted. My ass and stomach were filled with piss. I felt bloated and out of breath. “I need a break, this is way too much.” Baby face put an arm around me in the shower and was rubbing my belly. I leaned into him focusing on breathing. “You did a good job dude. That was fucking hot. And I loved your ass.” The other guys were sucking each other and a couple wandered off presumably to fuck. I reached up to turn the shower on to rinse off the mess. Baby face and I relocated to the table in the kitchen where we talked for a while. His name was Dillon. He played college football for some small time university. I didn’t really bother to remember for who. I wasn’t really a sports guy. He wasn’t out to his teammates naturally, so the stress of being a gay dude in sports means he looks to relieve himself though other means, and through a long chain reaction of self discovery, he met Frank and discovered a passion for water sports. “So how did you meet Frank?” Some of the others were doing some sort of sex acts or having conversation like us. A few more guys arrived but I hadn’t paid them much attention. “It’s kinda embarrassing. I was kinda preoccupied with something while nude and he ended up fucking me by surprise.” I recounted the time where i was pinned beneath George’s sloppy cum filled ass. “Wow Frank totally raped your ass? Or was it a roll play thing?” “Mr. Lewis gave me to go ahead! Toilet boy over there belongs to him!” Frank interjected from across the room. He was fucking one of the chubby bears over a coffee table. The chubby bear moaning. “Who’s Mr. Lewis? Your daddy?” Dillon asked, almost teasing. “No he’s just my neighbor. I haven’t played with him in a while. He’s been trying to get me to do a lot of kinky stuff for him and a lot of the times it goes over board.” “How so?” “He’s obsessed with trying to cum in me.” “That’s hot. Why is that a problem?” “He’s poz.” “Ah, and you don’t want to get the bug?” “No.” “Do you love his cock?” “Well, yeah I guess. It’s amazing, and a huge mushroom head.” “Then keep playing with him.” “Hu?” “No need to deprive yourself of a cock that makes you feel good. If you don’t want to get pozzed, there’s plenty of precautions you can take to prevent that and still have fun getting you brains fucked out. You use rubbers?” “No… he prefers bare back.” “Are you on prep?” “No I haven’t gotten around to doing that. And it’s hard to get an appointment with how busy I am.” “Eh, sounds like excuses. Some part of you, even if you’re not aware of it is turned on by the danger of it.” “What? Nah that’s not right.” “You don’t insist on condoms because he likes it raw. You don’t do prep for weak reasons. Nah, there’s a part of you that likes it. Even if that part doesn’t really want to get infected, you definitely love playing with fire.” “Um…” I wasn’t sure of what to say. It’s true that Mr. Lewis has an amazing cock. And every time he fucks me I get so overwhelmed with fear because of the risk. One could even say it was a massive rush. But was I actually liking it on some degree? No, it can’t be. “Hey all I’m saying is, if ya don’t want it, you know how to prevent yourself from getting it. If you do want it. Then you want it. But enough of bug chasing talk. I still have to take a leak, and I’m sure you can handle another load.” Dillon took a red party cup off the table that had a small sip of beer in it left and started pissing in the cup right there. “How long have you done water sports? You seem to be very accustomed to it.” “Not long, like a couple times in the past few months?” We continued to talk as he filled the cup. It looked like an ordinary beer except the beer keg was cute footballer who made this special brew inside him. “And you’re at one of Franks parties? Damn, talk about running before you can walk. Cheers to that.” Dillon handed me the beer-I mean piss cup. It looked good, it was very warm and light, the color of a German Pilsner. I was still kinda full from before but I had room for it, and I was starting to like this guy so that made me want to drinking more. I brought the cup up to my lips and started chugging it down. It did have a slight beer taste to it. Left over from whatever was in there before. Dillon was rubbing himself as I drank. Once I finished I was totally full at this point. I couldn’t drink anymore. Dillon licked my lips. He brought me in for a deeps kiss, shoving his tongue in my mouth. We made out for a while. The party goers getting more rambunctious around us. At some point Dillon said he had to go, but we exchanged numbers to keep in touch. Since the party was getting more orgy than piss play at this point I decided I had enough as well. I started to get ready to leave but I wanted to thank Frank for having me over. I wandered around looking for him, weaving between the bodies fucking and piss drinking. I made my way to the bedroom to see if he was there. It was dark in there, I could barely see. I was going to turn around to leave but someone closed the door. I didn’t know who and my eyes were still adjusting. “Hello?” I asked in the dark. A dim red light turned on. I could see who it was. A buff guy wearing black rubber shorts, gloves, boots, and a black rubber mask covering his entire head. I couldn’t see eye holes and he had a zipper over the mouth. It was a little scary. He said nothing. “Excuse me I was looking for someone.” I reached for the door but he took my hand away from it. He stood in front of the door blocking my exit and slowly walked toward me. I was back against the bed with him almost close enough our bodies could touch. He leaned in and reached for something past me on the bed. It was a curved funnel. He undid the zipper on his mask and attached it to his mouth with a strap. The funnel pointing upward. He got on his knees and put his hands on my hips looking up at me. He was still silent but I figured I knew what he wanted. I guess he wanted me to piss in the funnel. The thought made me realize how much I needed to piss due to how much I drank at the party. It was a weird feeling standing in front of this kneeling stranger who’s face I couldn’t see. I pointed my cock towards the funnel and released. His hands gripped my ass and I herd fast swallowing sounds coming from him. It was the first time anyone ever drank mine before. It felt good to drain it and arousing that it was being swallowed up by a thirst pig. I think I was really loving this kink. The funnel was almost full when I emptied the last of my piss into it. Rubber mask was doing his best to drink it all. I watching the piss disappear in the funnel. Every last bit of it was gone. The guy gasped to catch his breath but kept eye contact with me. Was it eye contact? I guess so since his head was still looking up at me. He rubbed his hands on me more, exploring my body. The rubber gloves feeling slick and smooth on my bare skin. It was a new experience but nice. “Hey thanks dude. I didn’t realize how badly I needed to go.” I motioned to leave but he held my hips. He was still on his knees but didn’t want me to leave. He patted my ass cheeks, almost pleading for something. Oh! “That other guy pissed up my ass earlier. Is that what you want?” He gave an enthusiastic nod, his ass shook back and forth almost like a dog wagging his tail. My eyes were fully adjusted to the darkness and red light. His body was well toned. I couldn’t tell what skin color he had, all I saw was red and heavy shadows. He was a mystery. It was kinda jarring to see such a big dude so submissive to a, well compared to him I was definitely a twink. Maybe a twunk. No one else was in the room. “Okay, if you’re sure.” I turned around and squatted over the funnel, wondering how this would work. Rubber mask put his hands on the back of my thighs close to my ass, acting as a sort of human chair. He was strong and had large biceps so I’m sure he could easily support my weight but I didn’t want to stress him too much. So I made sure only to give him about half of my weight. It didn’t take much for me to release the piss in my ass. I was full and it was practically begging to come out. I tried controlling the flow so I didn’t overwhelm the poor guy. I herd him gulping down again. Wow this was probably the craziest thing I’ve ever done. He was drinking it as fast as I was giving it. This man was an expert. I felt his body tremble a bit, he must have been getting tired. “Sorry I’ll let up a bit.” I tried supporting my own weight but he squeezed my thighs and kept me down. He forced me to sit my entire weight down into his hands. “Are you okay?” He patted my thigh with one hand. I guess that meant yes. This guy was determined to serve me. I never met someone so eager in this kind of role before. Then again I never met anyone who was into this kind of role. I felt the last of the gold liquid spill out. I got up off of his arms and watched him go. He swallowed the last of it then took the funnel strap off and zipped his mouth shut. His head tilted to the side a little. I think he was looking at me in gratitude. He bent down, and rubbed his head on my leg. I wasn’t sure what to do, so I patted his head a bit “Uh… good boy?” He moaned and hugged my leg. This is so strange, but it’s also weirdly hot. Is this what having a sub is like? Did others want me to be like this? So many thoughts went through my head as I was petting Rubber mask at my feet. It was kinda cute. Like having a dog. A very fucked up but affectionate dog. Rubber mask looked back up to me, I think awaiting further instruction. I didn’t really know what else to do. Collin may have fucked me (oh right I guess Rubber mask swallowed his cum along with that other guys piss.) but I wasn’t really planning on fucking. “Thanks for the fun time, but I need to go.” He seemed to have no objections, but even if he did I guess he wouldn’t think it proper to express them. He was a power sub after all. Is that a thing? Power sub? Well if it is, Rubber mask is definitely one. “But, if you want I could see you again. I’m just at the end of the hall.” He gave a nod. I don’t think I’d be able to recognize him if he did come around. So I guess I opened myself to another stranger. I was getting bold. I opened the door and the light from the party flooded in. Frank was there standing in front of me looking in the room. “Oh I see you found a friend. How was it? He didn’t do anything too crazy did he?” He seemed pleased with my fooling around in his bedroom. “Rubber mask? Yeah he was um… a very good boy?” “Wow you hear that?” Frank was looking past me to the guy still kneeling. “Looks like your name is Rubber mask now! Ha ha!” “Oh what is his name?” I turned towards him realizing how rude that was to talk about him in third person. “Sorry what is your-“ Frank directed my face towards him. “His name is Rubber mask. You said so yourself. You can’t take it back now.” He then whispered to me. “This is his thing, just humor him.” “Okay. Oh by the way I wanted to thank you for having me over but I’m headed home. The party is getting a bit too wild for me.” “Too wild for you? Hey, if you say so. But yeah it was great having you here. The guys loved you I’m sure.” I grabbed my clothes and gave Rubber mask one last pet on the head, he seemed happy. I got dressed and left the party to their vices. The door closed behind me and the music was muffled. I was finally no longer apart of the piss orgy party. I stood in the hall for a moment. Reality suddenly coming back to me. Jesus Christ what the hell am I becoming? I went home for the night. As I laid in bed my head was swarming what fantasies of so many different guys. Rubber mask, Dillon, Frank, Muscle bear, Mr. Lewis, Rob… what would Rob think of all that? Would he be interested in that sort of thing? I fell asleep dreaming of myself in rubber mask’s position and Rob standing in front of me. I think at some point Rob’s form might have periodically turned into Mr. Lewis for a moment, but mostly it was Rob, filling the funnel.

Yeah a cock that big is going to do damage, especially for a young teen boy with little experience

If you want to fuck guys, you’re gay. If you want to fuck girls, you’re straight. If you want to fuck guys and girls, you’re bi. This isn’t rocket science. It’s clear black and white logic. No amount of rationalization is going to give you the straight title while still wanting dick.

Nice, give him a potbelly and that would look a lot like him

I drew Tommy’s first encounter with Mr. Lewis. Back when he was fixing his sink.