Giveit2meraw

As my (fuck)flu persisted with fever and massive night sweats Jon insisted I get tested so here we are at the local clinic. I pull into the testing center and I can feel my cock stiffen, the head wet with precum; upon entering the centre, I ask the clerk "I need to get tested.” Looking up from his computer, the guy answered "Yeah, sign in here and fill these out, please?” The receptionist handed me a clipboard with questionnaire which I diligently complete and return, “Thanks, wait for your name to be called out” There weren't too many people in the waiting room and I scanned the room looking to see (a.) if there was anyone we knew or (b.) someone I/we fancied. Was a NO On the other hand, was positive I steer Jon and we take seats across the aisle from a hot looking Daddy-type. He had had sexy salt and pepper well cut hair, a goatee and a nice-looking build with a few tattoos. He wasn't overly muscular but did have a well-defined body. In short, I certainly fancied him. We make eye contact, smile, nod and begin a little chit chat, we learned the Daddy’s name was 'Bill', he was 45, and was at the clinic to get tested, he was a bottom and he learnt we were an ‘open’ couple and versatile. “I’m probably Neg he volunteered, but as I only bareback, I test regularly”, he remarked. I replied giving him my most charming smile and slipped it into conversation that we pretty much only bareback." “Nice,” he replied, making definite eye contact again. “Can I get your numbers?" We exchanged contact information just before ‘Bill’s’ name was called…he got up wagged his ass almost in my face as he picked up his newspaper and bag. “See you later,” I said, thinking as I grinned 'Oh yeah. I’m so want to get a piece of that ass Neg or not’. Twenty or so minutes later Dr. Hussain, appears with forms in hand, calls my name and leads us to his office. “Nice to meet you” I pause hold my hand out, “Andrew … I’m Andrew … I mean …errr sorry you already know that!” He had a kind face and smiled, a lot, I figured he was about twice our age. We settled in to the chairs provided, me directly in front of the Doc and Jon by the corner of the couch while the good doctor was busy taking notes. “What brings you here today?” “I need to get tested again for HIV”, I smile, He bats back with a smile, “It’s what we do here…” adding “how long ago did you last test “Ummm…must be about three months ago, I guess. “Most guys don’t test once a year if they’ve been sexually active, some never do...afraid of the results” “OK”, I look him over again as Jon fidgets in his chair, “Why did you say ‘need’? I’m trained to discuss safe-sex practices and ways to lower the risk of STI’s and HIV infection…so you can ask me any questions you have “ Before he can finish I shake my head, “Its ok I know all about safe sex practices, but in real life I loathe condoms and I’ve almost always fucked or gotten fucked bareback. My frankness doesn’t shock him and I continue, “I’ve knowingly been having risky sex” He just stares at me, I’m staring at him and notice his clothing was a bit small for his build and definitely hugged him tight in all the right places as I could see he was sporting a very nice building bulge in his crotch. The longer the pregnant pause lasts it’s obvious to me his cock is hard – I know mine is He turns around in his chair to give an even better flash of his erection and grabs one of the test kits opening it to prep it for me, “You need to rub this along your gums and when done pop it in the solution.” Without taking my eyes off him I take the swab from him, take the HIV test as my cock pulses in my pants, and in my sexually-suggestive way I can I as I swab around my gums, wriggling my tongue at him and hand it back. I swallow, I’m almost flush, and he’s just sitting there smiling, calm as you like – I want sex with him It felt like five minutes, but was only seconds before he began asking questions about my current sex life. I told you I’m active active…. Jon coughs an interruption saying it might be better if he was not around to allow me to be honest about my sex life. He bent down and whispered, “I love you” as he left the office and returned to the waiting room. Dr Hussain looked me in the eyes and asked if I practiced safer sex. I looked at him and said that I did not and smiled. He shook his head and went on with his questions. “Do you know your sexual partners or their history?” “Usually, NO I do not,” I said with a smirk “Mostly all are anonymous. I love the thrill of the chase…” “You allow them to ejaculate in your mouth and anus?” he asked. “Hell, yes I do, don’t want to spill a drop!” I replied. “How can you do that knowing you have a loving partner? “He’s cool with it, we have an Open Relationship and he is encouraging me, no wants me, to be HIV Positive.” “And you went along with this process knowing it will damage your health? He really wanted to know. “Oh yeah because having cocks repeatedly breed my ass and hearing and feeling men shooting their loads in me is the greatest empowerment that there is for a bottom gay man and I once I have my Positive prognosis confirmed I’ll pass my strain on as a dominant Top,” I replied without blinking an eye. “Despite the safe-sex propaganda it’s fun to chase ‘n’ have the freedom from fear of catching HIV or AIDS.” He continued on with his exam and other questions about my sex life such as how many partners, where I met them, where did we have sex, and so on. I told him about Scott and Adam and their “friends”, his patients perhaps as an unmistakeable pricking up of the ears and slanting of his sexy eyes was a definite give away. They didn't coerce me or force me into anything. When we did it, I was begging them to POPZ me ... I wanted their cum to convert me. I can never thank them enough” and as a real shocker, “Oh and my married neighbour” I shamelessly announced. “Husband and husband?” he hopefully asked? “No, man and wife.” I defiantly told him He continued, “The husband I presume?” “Definitely the husband – I’ve never been with a woman.” Looking over at the test we both saw one line, “Umm probably too soon after infection for the antibodies to show but I have to admit you have all the signs of seroconverting so you had better refrain from sex with anyone as at this stage you will be extremely highly toxic, the highest spike in your Viral Load, millions in fact. I had better send you to get some blood tests done to see exactly what diseases you have subjected yourself to…and you need to inform your neighbour before your actions set off a mini epidemic. Then he announced that he was almost finished, but, he wanted to do an examination. “Undress and get up on the couch, lay on your side and draw your knees up. I am just going to ask a colleague in to assist.” I did as he instructed and waited like a good boy. My cock was hard, pressed up against my abs and leaking pre-cum with each heartbeat and pooling on the paper towelling spread over the couch. This is one of our technicians Tim who is here to assist me and act as a witness if necessary…His hands were touching and pressing various parts of my body, I instinctively went “Ouch” when he pressed various glands, “Ummm just as I suspected. I need to do an anal inspection…with your recent activities this should not hurt.” I felt the coldness of KY Jelly being applied and finally an index finger slowly being inserted in my ass. I suppose out of reflex I spread my legs further apart and bent my knees higher giving all the access he needed. I felt his index finger rubbing all around inside me. It took a while but finally he began to touch my prostate. Slowly he rubbed it in different directions. He continued rubbing it slowly. I could stand it no longer and let out a gentle moan as my sphincter on natural impulse clamped down tight. He removed his finger but told me to stay where I was. I was also sure that he purposely leaned against my arm and I could feel that nice bulge I had seen. He seemed to be very well hung and I was loving it even if it only lasted a few seconds. The internal inspection was over way too fast. "Well, I can see it’s no use giving judgmental moralizing. Medication is the answer for a promiscuous man like you as I can see your immune system has failed fighting Seroconversion. Once I have the bloods done I am sure we can confirm your status but I think we both know what the result is. So, you can join your boyfriends and choose your options. I have an opinion, that you should immediately go on medication, the decision is yours." “Tim please do the blood works and inspect his penis for any obvious signs of other infections.” I obligingly rolled over and sat up, my rock-hard cock proudly standing to attention. Tim was a hottie in his dark blue scrubs, quickly asking me to pump my arms so he could see which vein was the most prominent, in a flash I responded, “The one on the underside of my dick, look!” “I had noticed” he smirked, whispering, “It is your mobile number listed on your forms?” I nodded “Yes” “This arm, sharp scratch is all you’ll feel.” And in no time 5 vials are filled with my deep red liquid. I’m sure he licked his lips ever so slightly as he asked “Do you mind if I look over your penis?” With a big broad grin, I tell him, “You can look and touch as much as you want!” His warm hand engulfs my cock and he gently squeezes the straining skin downwards pulling my foreskin tightly over the head of my cock causing yet more pre-cum to well up from my piss slit. He scoops it up with his free hand and licks it off his fingers, “Ummm sweet” is all he says quickly followed by this will sting as a swab on a stick is inserted down my urethra. “Oh Jesus H Christ!” I yelp, “wow that does sting” “You may have an STI, well will send this for testing too” all the time (absent mindedly?) gently wanking my erection, “I’ll cum if you keep doing that” I remind Tim, “Oops, sorry I forgot. You can get dressed and report to reception.” Jon is waiting patiently idly flicking through year old magazines and with an arched eyebrow asks, “Well what did he say.” “Most probably POZ but will have to wait for my blood results to confirm...” My name is called before I finish telling Jon and the guy on reception, why are they all so hunky?, asks “what day and time suits you to come in next week for your results?” I sneak a peek to make sure Jon isn’t looking and flash him my biggest brightest smile, “What time do you want me?” in the most flirtatious way possible. He turns the brightest beet colour, “Is lunchtime good for you, say 12:30 on Wednesday? I tell him, “I’ll be here ready, willing and able!”

Jon was acting weird after he got back from looking after his parents. It could have been the realisation that his dad or any of us are not immortal, but deep down you and I know the real reason why. He didn’t believe my tale of knocking over a bowl of yoghurt as an excuse for the stained chair cover or why my hole, in his opinion was looser than when he last fucked me. No matter how much I tried to convince him it was all in his head, he just knew what I’d been up to especially when I started to come down with some unseasonal flu like symptoms which I tried to pass off as hay fever, not daring to mention I ached all over and basically felt like shit!. He talked me into taking a few days off work to recover. As soon as Jon lefty for work I started to dial Adam & Scott boning up immediately just thinking of the fuck session we were about to have, but before I finished flicking through for their numbers the doorbell went. I scrabble to pull up my trackie bottoms but go to the door bare-chested. At our door was a guy I thought I knew but didn’t know where from...in a heavy French accent I hear, “Errrm, Hi, err hello I’m Jean-Marc, I live opposite with my wife Marie………” Completely off guard and in a thunder flash remember being fucked with him watching me as he ironed. “Ah, yes I remember” now it was my time to be nervous, “Errmm I’m sorry about a few weeks ago, err, I meant to close the curtains but we just got carried away.” Feeling brave adding, “I think you enjoyed it too if I remember correctly?” A big grin breaks across his face, “Yes you could say, thank you!” Come in, I feel like shit and will catch more of a cold staying in the doorway like this, “I promise won’t pounce, unless you want me to?” Sit down, can I get you a drink? “No, no I’m good thanks” he now nervously replies. “I’m not sure why I’m here, really. Marie is away with work and she loves to spy on our neighbours peeking in to their rooms hoping for a flash of nakedness or if they think no one is watching them engaged in sex. It’s a huge turn on for her, really gets in the mood. I know I like being submissive in bed with my wife, letting her take the lead in sex especially if we have spied someone.” His frankness has my cock twitching and I see him stare at my tenting track suit bottoms, especially as my cock is leaking like a faucet and there is already a sizable damp patch. I sneeze a couple of time, blow my nose as another wave of chills crash over me and teasingly he continues. “I love it when she rides my cock, pulling hard on my nipples, until I shoot into her. Then she turns around and sits on my face and tells me to, Clean up your mess, you cum sucker. Make sure you lick every drop of your hot gooey cum out of my pussy. I want to see cum on your face when you're through licking me clean." Fuck! I am so horny right now. I could easily rape his straight ass this instant so strong is my need to fuck and spill my hopefully potent seed. I rub my hands over my shivering body and adjust my lump of iron cock which just throbs and twitches at the lightest touch. Jean-Marc sits there open mouthed, watching my every move, his immaculate light fawn chinos straining to contain what looks like a sizable cock in his pants. My emotions were running wild and then he says “I have never looked at a guy like this before, yet here I am happily married yet checking you out. I can feel my heart racing in my chest. I love the taste of my own cum and since watching have sex with your friends” quickly adding, “not your husband…I have wondered what another mans cum would taste like.” My head was spinning. He looked cute enough, in that straight-guy way: well styled light brown hair, blue eyes to match his polo shirt and a slightly comfortable body. I guessed him to be in his early thirties. He was a little taller than I am, maybe 6’4”. We spent a few minutes on boring small talk until I had to run our bedroom to get more tissues and he followed. “Damn, that’s some bed.” If he wasn’t straight I’d have thought what a cheesey come-on line, I also would have explained that as a metal four poster it is great for bondage sex, but I didn’t want to scare him away just yet. “It’s a pain in the ass to move, clean and change linen but we think it’s cool.” “If I had the strength I’d show you It’s great for pull-ups too.” “Is that the secret to those huge arms?” If he wasn’t straight, I would have assumed for a second time he was hitting on me. “How big are your biceps?” Lying I tell him, “I’ve no idea” “Wow, I doubt my small hands could even get around them.” I decided to go for broke, flexed my biceps “Wanna try?” He was on me before I knew what happened. In a second he went from brushing his fingers across my bicep to kissing me so hard he almost knocked me over. He started maneuvering me towards the bed while making a terrible attempt at pulling my trackies off so I made it easy on him by stripping down naked and pulling him onto the bed with me. He chewed on my lips and neck for several minutes while roughly massaging my pecs and nipples, then sat up on his knees so abruptly I assumed our fun had come to an end. He stared at me smirked and winked with that look that says “I want more”, then slowly pulled his polo shirt over his head to reveal a smooth, muscular chest and a slight belly with the start of some love handles. My cock began to throb and leak a string of pre-cum it was harder than it had ever been and drew his attention. “J’adore ta bite. You have a huge cock,” he said, smiling a big broad smile. “Thanks.” “Can I try to suck it?” He was clumsy, too fast, and kept gagging every time he tried to deep-throat it. I grabbed a handful of his hair and forced him to slow down and I have to resist my building need to skull-fuck a load down his throat. I had to give him credit for trying, obviously no experience with guys. I rolled him over on his back, pinned him down, and licked his smooth chest. I was having fun and took my time, working down his torso until my face was hovering over his cock. I opened his chinos, pulled his cock out of his briefs, and tried to give him the best blowjob of his life. I lick around the shaft, causing his cock to bounce and produce a pearl of cum, then swirl my tongue around the head and swallow his cock whole until I press my chin against his balls. “Purtain!,” he cries, “Fuck” then moans as his eyes roll back, I tease until his gasps signal I’m bringing him close, over and over, edging him milking his salty pre-cum until he begins thrashing about, “Non!, non, “Je ne peux pas prendre plus!” “Sorry, I mean I can’t take this anymore, please let me cum?” As he strips out of his chinos my toes find the waistband of his briefs and he laughs when I yank them down around his knees. I feel him kick his underwear off and my cock is so hard it is pulsing with my heartbeat in unison with Jean-Marc’s. I lean up and kiss him again, my hands moving over the tight muscles of his arms and chest. I reach around his neck and pull him towards me as he again breaks into that ‘Cat got the cream’ look. Jean-Marc grinds his cock against mine. “We’re crazy.” He says. I nod, concentrating on not letting the touch of his cock make me shoot as I reached into our nightstand for lube and poppers, a brief thought filled my mind, I cannot do this, I am almost certainly Poz and we do not have any condoms, but the urge to breed and stealth Poz my first conquest just as quickly pushes that thought to the back of my mind. I lubed my rock-hard cock up, then grabbed his cock and pulled him forward before he could change his mind. Straddling me, he reached behind and maneuvered against me until we were finally lined up face to face. “I want to fuck you,” I growl. “Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!” I wanted to grab his hips and thrust all the way in balls deep so fucking bad that I think my eyes were watering as much as my nose, but I allowed him to take his time and slowly push his tight pucker against the head of my dick. He huffed and puffed on the poppers, winced as his full weight is applied with the pressure and tension growing until my slimy cock tears through with obvious blinding pain. he can’t help but scream out, holds his breath as he slowly sinks deeper down the length of my dick as his oh so tight anal muscles gradually ease their vice-like grip, releasing a desperate gasp from Jean-Marc and only starts to breathe again once his ass cheeks are resting on my manicured pubes. His ass muscles tensed and grip with the initial wave of pain. I encouraged him to relax, to go slow. His eyes were closed tight and sweat began beading on his smooth chest and forehead. He looked so fucking sexy at that moment skewered on my cock waiting until the pain begins to recede. He senses I am waiting for his approval to proceed so he meets my eyes and nods. I kiss him again, and I couldn’t resist any more so push even deeper into his guts as I pump his ass like a piston. He has a look of amazement on his face “Purtain!…Fuck,” he cried out. “I can’t do it. I can’t take it.” I assured him he could. I continued pushing my boner up into his guts, he’s trembling with eyes closed tightly shut, I then slowly began raising my hips. Only after his pained expression eases do I begin to slowly pump his hole, he takes each thrust with a soft grunt, his hands clutching my pecs and never once does he try to pull away. I began pumping harder, producing copious amounts of pre-cum making for a slick movement as he finally begins to relax, loving the way he would make this little yelp every time I go too deep. He finally opened his eyes, looking at me as if for the first time in wonderment his now smiling eyes are locked on mine I wrapped my hand around his neck and pushed him to the side, rolling with him until he was pinned under me. Pushing his knees to his chest, I began slamming his ass as hard as I could. He tried to reach under his leg to jack off, but I kept swatting his hand away over and over until his breaths became shallow gasps. He grasped my arms as though clinging for life and shot a massive load all over his chest and face without even touching his dick. A second shot of cum went over his head and the third dumped across his neck and ran down onto our sheets. “Merde, j’ai juste cum!” The look of horrified wonder spreads across his face, “Putain, putain, incroyable” barely audible in a whisper Jean-Marc says to himself as a little voice inside my head shouts POZ HIM! POZ HIM GOOD! brought me over the edge I toss my head back and I shoot massive loads deep in his chute my cock is throbbing as ribbon after ribbon of red-hot life changing cum rockets out of my fat mushroom head. flooded his guts with a massive load and I relished every second of it. I came so hard I felt light headed and faint. I’ve never shot that hard before” I tell him omitting the reason why I came so hard. I’m hot, cold, sweaty and shivering all in the same instance euphoric in pleasure. It was fucking worth it, regardless of the repercussions.

The doorbell rings… “I’ll get that, it’ll be Adam back for another go at your sweet Neg, but soon to be Poz hole” as he slips his still rock-hard dick that has been plugging my hole from ejecting his precious load and swaggers to the door led by his steel like cum covered cock and opens the door butt naked. I feel pressure in my tummy followed by a gush of cum that floods out in to the chair cover, “umm not sure how I am going to explain the cum stained material to my bf Jon” I casually think to myself! It is Adam, who greets his partner with a sloppy kiss then asks, “Kept that hole primed for us to abuse further?” “Of course, is the Pope Catholic?” as Adam rips his cloth off leaving a trail right up to me still curled up in post fuck bliss. Scott instructs, "Suck his dick slut, you're gonna have to earn his nutt, our strain, our poison" he said as he grabbed the back of my head and pushed me onto this beautiful thick sweaty cock. I went to put my hands up and grab the dick but he pushed my hands way, "I gotcha, don't worry, just work on his dick." While I blew Adam to full hardness, Scott was biting my nipples using his free hands to reach underneath my ass to roughly flick at my raw puffy hole. He'd lick his finger, shove in my hole and pull it out for a taste of his cum and my ass juices. "babe you're gonna have to taste this hole" he says to Adam After fooling around like this for a while, they grabbed me, picked up from the chair, “Where’s the bedroom?” I was so horny at this point, I just wanted to be knocked up, fucked hard and deep, didn’t think about Jon and gave the directions to our big bed, was thrown face down as Scott immediately scooted between my legs, opened them wide and dove in with his tongue on my pucker. I feel him add two fingers that are now scissoring apart with his tongue in between. “Ummmmmm sooooooooo good” I whimper pulling off Adam’s cock just enough to get the words out. “Hey Negboy, we’re going to try something…make sure the deed is done before we leave.” “What? You should know by now I’ll do anything for you guys” I grunt as Scott continues to lay kisses around the outside of my puffy well-used hole with his fingers still pumping inside of me. “Gonna stretch your hole beyond belief” a he scratches and digs further in my abused cunt. “Oh yessss” I hiss not really knowing what I’m letting myself in for, “Yes I want this!” “Good boy, good answer, you were going to get it whatever the answer was tho’” I could feel precum oozing out of my dick. I couldn't help but smile at these two sexy pigs. All three of us laid down on the bed with me in the middle and took turns being on top of one another, kissing grinding our dicks against each other…Pig Heaven. I started to really deep throat on Adam’s gorgeous thick 6.5 cock spit and saliva drooling from my mouth and as I had hoped Scott moved to the other side of the bed and went back to licking and tongue fucking my ass. He was almost painful the way he grabbed my ass cheeks and spread them apart. He was the more verbal of the two and would say nasty shit like, "yeah, suck his sick dick while I eat your boi pussy, suck it slut, get him good and hard!" This turned me on even more and I was bucking my hips into his face as he chewed my ass lips scratching his scruffy facial hair across the delicate skin whilst Adam made my eyes water with his big dick forcing my throat wide as he skull fucked my mouth…and then all of sudden, the tongue fucking stopped and I heard him say, "He’s ready, just wet enough and still cum lubed, hey slut?" Adam rifled through the nightstand and found a bottle of poppers. “Here, you’ll need this” I heard the lid crack open and then being pressed under my nose, I took four huge hits of poppers as I got ready for more raw dick hoping for a positive outcome. Scott put his hand on the back of my neck and told me to get back to sucking dick and as soon as my mouth was around the head of his bf's cock, I could feel Scott pushing up against my slick hole. He took no time splitting me open rearranging my guts as I sucked his bf. The two of them seemed to really be enjoying this and as he picked up his rhythm, “This time we’ll wreck your hole, rip it up and flood the damage in our High Viral Load Poz cum” slap, slap , slap as his balls smack my ass. Adam was rubbing his hands all over my back and at times I sensed that he was leaning forward to kiss Scott. In no time at all he was pounding the shit out of me. So much so it wasn't possible for me to keep sucking. I had to use my arms to brace myself against this pig as his snake pistoned in and out of my ass. I heard one of them say something nasty and the Scott pulled out of my sloppy hole. It wasn't but a few seconds before I felt Adam pushing in. "oh yeah, fuck that boi pussy, rip him up with your big fat dick." I winced a bit in pain and scrambled around looking for my poppers. After finding them and taking a huge hit, he grabbed my hips and pulled me up on my knees and mounted me doggy style fucking me deep and hard while kissing his boyfriend, “Huff on those poppers boi, time for men to work your hole” and slides four fingers in alongside Adam’s cock. “Ah yeah, stretching your hole, let’s rip this up good and proper!” Scott flops down back first on the bed next to me as Adam nudges me on top of Scott, “Sit on his dick” I slid down it easily with so much cum lubing my cunt I took a bit of pride in going right down to his balls. As I moved my hips around getting him in me as deep as possible, he grabbed me by the back of the neck and roughly pulled me down to kiss and nibble my ear, "you ready for double the fun?" I think I gulped audibly at that point, realising what was to come. but Adam squeezed a nostril shut and held the poppers under my nose, as the rush hit me I arched my back, relaxed and pushed out as much as possible as I felt Adam’s thick but shorter cock pushing against my hole and stop. I thought to myself, there is no fucking way these two big dicks are gonna fit, but he pushed harder and harder until the head loudly popped inside. In shock my head shot up and literally screamed in both pain ecstasy as I was dp'd full of raw POZ dick. My ass spasmed and felt the skin rip and something trickled down my leg. Cum or blood I guess Scott lay there motionless holding onto my ass cheeks and Adam fucked me in a frenzy. Each time he went in deep I felt more of my guts rip, it felt like a traffic cone was being shoved up my ass…and yet I am loving it, pain and pleasure. "You little slut, you're the fucking whore, aren't you? Chasing, wanting Poz loads, as many as you can get" Scott whispered in my ear as he too began to thrust in unison with Adam. We fucked like this for a long while, at one point Adam leaned way forward and we all kissed. "you want some piss in that hole too?" Adam asked? I don't even think I had to answer because I could feel the sensation of something else filling up my well-fucked hole and it wasn’t long after that it was dribbling out all over the bed and Scott with each thrust. I never really knew who pissed in me but I was now and completely being tossed about by the urgent fucking, a total raw dick loving pig born and being bred. Scott started slapping my ass, “Yep we got a bleeder here, one well ripped hole” feeding me the information I needed to know. “Yeah massaging our Poz pre-cum in to your blood stream” My hole was now so wide open. Hot and sweaty we all disentangled and they pushed me into the piss wet bed, on my back, pulling my ankles above my head before Scott roughly slams his cock onto me. Adam swiveled round and rammed his cock into my throat in a frenzied sp(l)it roast! This went on for a long time and they switched positions, all the while, if I tried to move my hands or legs, they'd aggressively slap me, and I was back holding onto my ankles as they took turns fucking me raw with big hands holding onto my thighs and pushing my legs as far as they could stretch and his pumping was getting faster and faster until… Adam shoved as deep as he could and shouted "I'm gonna cum! Fucking killing you with my cum. Yeah pumping my diseased swimmers in you, knocking you up good!” His body tightened up and he kept slamming into my ass and continued with more thrusts, “Gotta get it to where it will do its duty boi.” he grunted and swore and pumped his deadly load into my guts. As he pulled out Scott jumped right in describing the sight of my ass dripping bloodied cum and slid his long cock in deep. In much the same way, he pinned me down and fucked me hard driven by desire and the job at hand he was pounding me hard. I was almost to the point of begging for him to stop when he tensed up as well and in a few more thrusts he jammed his dick in as deep as he could and unloaded another wad Poz sperm into my guts. "Here it comes!" he shouted. (sorry neighbors) "Your POZ baby!" I felt his cock throb and throb as he spurted in me as Adam stroked my hair and kissed my face, telling me what a good boy I was, and how I was being knocked up. As Scott continued with tender thrusts a sense of euphoria hit me knowing I was joining the club... let go of my legs, kissed me and said "baby, that was one good pussy." I was spent. They were spent. We all laid down on the bed for a short while, I looked at the clock on the nightstand and realized that I had just taken dick for almost 2 hours straight and I wondered, "surely now I must be nailed with their stain?" Almost as reading my mind they chime in with “That should have done the trick. We both have a very HVL the Doc wants us on meds right now but not until we know you are seroconverting bro.” “Bro” I think, “Yeah! Welcome to the brotherhood” as Adam shoves a pig-tail butt plug in my abused hole. “Gotta let our dirty cum soak in, you don’t wanna lose any do you?” I shake my head from side to side, NO. We shower together, we all went downstairs, they got dressed and as they kiss me goodbye "Call us when you’re sick, we’ll then know you're in the club and come back to celebrate.”

I dreamily in a half-conscious state feel warmth and arms wrapped around me as though I am being comforted as well as slowly being rocked back and forth. This is bliss. Sleepily I eventually open my eyes to find myself nestled into a stinking yet weirdly sweet smelling cum and piss stained old mattress on the floor…as I looked around to see why I was rocking it was then that I noticed loose skinned, white haired arms wrapped around my torso, “Ah! Welcome back to the World of the living my sweet boy” is whispered in my ear. “Such a good bitch filled with all the sick nasty bugs any Piggy body can have, you’re MY boy now. Pawel sold your destroyed body to me, mine to look after, mine to play with and more importantly mine to pimp out for another men's pleasure and earn your keep. Yes, you are to be bought and sold, passed around and shared. You see I specialize in supplying my clients with boys who are just vessels for guaranteeing Syphilis, Hep A and B, Gonorrhoea, you name it…and of course an aggressive dose of AIDS.” Am I dreaming? No! This is happening right here, right now. The whispers turn to grunts followed by those immortal words, “I’m cumming!” I feel nothing aside from a trickle of wetness running across my aching balls…and then it hits me my asshole is still so open it has not closed up sufficiently to grip this old man’s cock or hold on to his cum. I’m fucked in more ways than one! “I’m Lance by the way, nice to formally meet you now I’ve had the pleasure so to speak, one-on-one at last and I’ll be the one taking you home to take care of you, now rest up while I make arrangements to collect your things.” Fast forward three weeks later… I’m hunched over the toilet sweating, shivering and throwing up into the toilet which has become my new best friend what with being sick and bouts of the shits. I have itchy Scabies like rashes and blisters over large swathes of my cock, ass, face, lips and around my crusty eyes. My sick nasty filthy perverted pig body symptoms didn’t just end there; at first, each time I pissed, it stung, then progressed to the feeling of passing razor blades and then a foul-smelling whiteish green coloured discharge. A LOT of discharge, discharge everywhere. And yet I’m am constantly horny with an almost permanent erection. It's two weeks of weird pain/pleasure/hell until I begin to feel better, eat and hold down my food. As the days, then weeks pass by I grow stronger although Lance’s doctor was under strict instructions to only medicate certain conditions on my face yet bizarrely many of my symptoms appeared to clear by themselves other than my lymph nodes which were still swollen and tender to the touch. The now regular bloodworks had my CD4 count plummeting by the week as it’s officially announced my HIV has progressed to AIDS further destroying my sex craving body and soul. Lance and I celebrate with an exhausting flip-flop all day fuck session. Six months later… There’s no way back to my previous life, I’ve dropped off the radar of my family, friends and boyfriend. No one will have seen or heard from me in all this time and yet I’ve not had time to think, adjust or worry, it’s as if the old me does not exist. Lance has me whored out at all the London ‘A’ List parties with the great and the good before arranging discrete meetings with his closet gay clients who pay top dollar to guarantee to raw fuck or get knocked-up by me and the rest of Lance’s “working” boys. It’s a champagne lifestyle all the way with figure hugging designer clothes for my super skinny body showing off my big fat diseased deathstick for party times or the skimpiest slut wear when getting down and dirty with my tricks. We offer specialist rooms catering for every kind of kink with just one proviso – we don’t cross the fine line of damaging or permanently marking our distinguished clients. This is the life: I’m out whoring most days and bit by bit Lance shows me how to run ‘The Business’ that keeps our lifestyle going, telling me “one day when I’m gone all this will be yours.” It may sound great but there’s no connection and certainly no love, no one to hold and caress or make love to, it’s just business, a cock and holes for other to get off on. My heart turned to stone and I like it that way. I too have a boy of my own now corrupted to carry our death strain, Gavin is 22 fresh from University but at the time working as a part time Barista as he could not find proper work that paid the type of cash he is looking for…but my plans for him as a sex worker do. This is what happened… It was a chance meeting that developed. Then I still looked fit and healthy he was a willing fuck after we got chatting, I flirted outrageously and he kept coming back for more…standing up close as he took my umpteenth Americano order allowing me to feel the big bulge in his jeans letting me know just how interested he was. I left him a big tip and waited around outside for his shift to end. When he finished we snuck through an alley way, I pushed him up against the wall kissing him deep, Gavin is a great kisser, tongues jostling and hands exploring each other’s body as we urgently make out. He's hot, sticky and sweaty from work with a slight tang of musky BO that smells kinda nice. I know time is short out here in public, so I keep the pace moving. On my knees undoing his belt, pulling down his black jeans revealing tight blue & white striped CKs. 7 or 8 inches of prime meat is clearly showing with the head poking out of the waistband shiny wet with pre-cum that I first lick then suck on Gavin’s cock and he’s loving it. “Wow, slow down man or I’ll cum before we even get fully started, come back to mine, it’s just around the corner.” Says Gavin as he pulls me up adjusts his clothing and leads me by the hand. Geez I think this guy certainly knows what he wants. His flat is a typical student like mess, but who care when sex is on the menu. “I need to shower first to wash work off me, join me…the water is refreshing and hot as we soap one another up warm. My cock is rubbing up between Gavin’s legs and as I soap his groin and cock he is rocking back and forwards inviting me to fuck him. I’ve fucked lots of guys in this exact same scenario, but this time it’s not me in charge. He spins round, reaches back and pulls me into position. The water and soap makes it easier to penetrate because his hole slowly gives way just enough for his ass to relax and then grip around the head of my bare cock. We fuck under the water. It’s a nice rhythm we have going under the rainfall and I have pulled Gavin up against me with my arms around his torso and my hands exploring his defined pecs and squeezing his hairless nipples. He squirms impaling himself deeper on my deathstick…so far, no mention of status, he’s on a mission to spill his seed. Gavin works his cock with one hand while he pulls and squeezes his balls with the other, I ease off as he’s the one doing all the work now fucking himself, “Yeah, yeah, oh fuck yeah” as he was spraying the shower wall with his load and as his ass clamped down spasming with each pulse of cum on my cock not realizing the damage he was doing to himself as I start shooting deep and hard. The radioactive venom of my Scorpion sting claims another victim As my dick softens and falls out of him I finger his hole desperate to keep my gifts in his guts for as long as possible. “Stay the night?” “I can’t, work to do” – after cumming so hard it will have to be someone wanting to fuck me tonight me thinks. “D’ya want to meet again, my turn to fuck you senseless?” “Sure, definitely want to, when are you free? “My next shift is not until Friday so I have two whole days off….and this has been a great start to my down time” “Great” I reply, “I’ll drop by in the morning I have a friend I’d like to introduce you to as I am sure he can find you some extra work…alongside me if you’re interested.” “Fuck yeah” is the immediate reply without even asking what the job is. Gavin finds me a clean towel and we dried off together, get dressed and I’m out of there before he starts asking questions. Two weeks later Lance and I have a sick boy in our bed with flu like symptoms, but it’s Lance’s doctor who is more worried about me though as in successive months my CD4 has dropped from 71, to 46 now reading 23 and no wonder I am now exhausted by the afternoon each day and councils Lance that I need to go on Meds, at least for a short while to improve my health. He explains I can always come off them and get recharged again when the time is right. And so our empire expands with another recruit as Gavin firmly ensconced as part of The Business too, on the lookout for his own heart-throb to win over, someone with dark fantasies who one day has them come true under our tutelage. That is until around a year later when Lance is forced to run our business from bed as his untreatable AIDS ravaged body is close to the point of failure and says as I’m his prize progeny it’s up to me to carry on with Gavin and the other boys making sure his super strain carries on being the gift that continues to give which, of course I am proud to carry on. At Lance’s funeral it was down to Gavin and me to organize as he had no family as such, with us two, Pawel, Pitor and 50 knarled and grizzled men who introduced themselves as my ‘Toxic Fathers’ . After the frank and funny humanist service came the lowering of his casket in to the ground and as everyone gathered around the graveside I noticed close by but away from the group two obviously loved up cute guys standing proud hand in hand looking clean and fresh totally at odds with the rest of us. They catch me staring, nod recognition, raise their linked hands flashing wedding bands…it’s my ex-boyfriend Harry and Liam, they turn and walk out of my life for good. THE END

The two guys knelt down next to the Fuck Bench with their cum and lube covered hands and arms still fused together I centred my body over it and lowered myself down. I made contact with it and began to squirm atop it looking for the right angle of entrance. It felt like I was sitting on a barstool. I felt my asshole begin to open, my anal ring spreading and stretching over it. In an agony of sexual drive, I lowered myself further, continuing to spread, not believing how far I was stretched. I reached down to feel how much had penetrated and couldn’t believe that I still had a long way to go before my ass would envelop the massive ‘fist’ and it would all be inside me. Further I stretched, any pain overcome by my arousal and need. I opened more, stretched a little more, then……OH MMMYYYY GGGOOODDDDDDD it was in and my anus closed around the relatively smaller thickness of their wrists. Now I could sink down faster. A slight pause and adjustment and they were inside my colon, my anus spreading open again as the three forearms entered me. I sunk down until my ass was resting on their biceps. I lifted off them, then back down again, fucking myself on this huge cock. Faster I went and this was the most erotic feeling of all. There was no way that I could orgasm and yet I felt the shivers leading to an explosion coursing through my body building from my curling toes to those all too familiar sensations in my balls. I shut my eyes tightly tossing my head from side to side, bright colours flashed across the fog in my brain. I was reduced to quivering as my body shook uncontrollably. The two smiled at me saying, "You have to be completely exhausted, give in to us, relax, you have no choice. We have control." I scream a muffled “No after No” tossing my head from side to side. Teasingly I felt them bang against my prostate again and again and in response I squeeze my eyes tightly shut forcing tears to roll down my face. Someone from behind me says, "Look! He's crying, Oh my God you reduced him to tears." As I cried my body shook. The guys were relentless as they banged, prodded and flicked the nut inside me. “Oh! Yeah it’s amazing how much pleasure and pain just your fingers and hands can provide." I shut my eyes again in extreme pain saw a bright flash of colour and blacked out, welcoming the oblivion brought on by passing out. I do not know for how long I was out of it. I do remember waking up to a warm sensation all over my body as through flickering eyes my senses came back to life as I realised I was being pissed on again. One final punch to my prostate and that was it: the sensations, sights of cocks and sounds of piss splashing all over my body were too much. I shook tremendously upon the onset of orgasm. My balls strained, pulled up and groaned loudly as I watched my seed spew out into the air, landing in splats on my abs and the floor.

“Hop up, get comfy and enjoy the ride.” I hop up, lay down and wriggle into place and am then surprised as I’m tightly strapped in with a thick leather band over my chest, my legs are pulled back leaving my ass up and my hole fully exposed as my ankles and arms are manacled one, by one fixed in place to the clanking chains of the Sling. “There, all good to go, no hood for you today as everyone else will have one on…OK Pawel send them in.” I watch as a stampede of naked men of all ages shapes and sizes come into to the room and crowd around me, most already are sprouting hardons and are verbally excitable. Pawel’s voice booms out, “Get cleaning.” It was an incredibly sensuous feeling to have those soapy hands roaming my body and I just lay there luxuriating in the sensations as slippery hands glide over the contours of my folded body. Those feelings were kicked up a notch when I felt a smooth object inserted into my ass. There was no need to inquire as to the reason as almost immediately warm water started to flow into me. Faster than I would have thought possible I felt my abdomen swell with the influx of water and hands kneading my stomach creating pressure pains in my guts and as the enema was remove someone pressed hard down on my guts and the water shot out of my ass to much cheering from the crowd. The next thing to happen was hands began to stroke me in a most sensuous fashion. Laying there relaxed, yet stimulated, letting the movements of their hands bring me once again to rigidity, their mouths joining their exploring fingers, stroking my cock, a ball, then the second, entering a mouth, my breathing coming quicker. Warm wet lips descended on my cock as I felt my head penetrating, the glans sliding over his tongue and entering this anonymous throat. My hips started a slow rhythmic rocking with the chains clanking as I fucked into his mouth, the breathing loud as he drew breaths through his nose. Unseen by me cool ointment is spread around my hole and the lube filled syringe disappears in my ass as it is shoved deep in my bowels and emptied. That by itself must be hot as more cheering, murmurs and back slapping spontaneously break out as they can tell although my hole is already very loose from earlier attention no way am I ready to take a fist, so they get to see one lucky bastard lube their hand and easily insert 1, 2, 3 then 4 fingers. I groan as the agitating hand saws back and forth now past the knuckles, scissoring all 4 fingers as he pulls on the out stroke. As much as I try to strain and see but missed his thumb being placed in the palm of his hand and thrust back in. I yelp as the pressure mounts on my sphincter which is offering greater resistance to this intrusion until his hand has greater force than my ass muscle as his hand breaks through to an audible pop. The pain is colossal and I’m trying to slap my hands at something shouting FUCK!, FUCK! FUCK! My balls draw up and my sphincter clamps down on the hand invading my hole frantically quivering and clamping around the wrist at my entrance. Slowly but certainly this guy works his hand all the way inside my asshole. Yep, the full hand, but that is not enough for these hooded fisting maniacs crowded around me, as my guts are invaded by the whole arm of this fistee, until only his elbow is visible. My held breath is released as he withdrew to caress my parted ass lips and the opening leading inside. His fingers circled my ass, teasing, probing, letting the suspense build, the sensations firing off in all directions making me overcome the pain and fully engaging into wanting more! The man sucking on my cock slurped and swallowed my free-flowing pre-cum. I was waiting again, feeling the tension, hoping that was not all, that he would enter me again. Four fingers plunged in this time in one quick entrance, opening me wider and penetrating more deeply. Then quickly in and out, working his fingers and my ass, rapidly forcing me wider with each thrust, the friction making me super horny. He pulled out bringing some of the lube with it and without pausing plunged his entire hand inside me but more easily this time as I opened up and with a little lube. I lurched in response, tightening further against my restraints, still not breathing, my stomach fluttering with excitement. He pumped into me repeatedly, my anus expanding momentarily as his knuckles passed through then tightening as his wrist entered me. One more withdrawal and more lube as he quickly curled his hand into a fist and shoved against me. This time he had to fight the resistance of my anal ring as I felt myself trying to spread to accept him. He pushed harder, straight in, not twisting, not working it, just a straight-ahead push that left me no room for escape. My ass was being pushed into me until finally I felt myself start to spread open, a slight yield to the inexorable pressure. My anal ring was riding up and over his fist, yielding and expanding as he entered me. I willed myself to relax, not sure if I would be able to take the bulk of his fist when my outer sphincter gave way and I swallowed it whole hungrily drawing his fist in further. Without pause he withdrew then plunged back in, over and over in short quick strokes. My anal opening was vibrating with his thrusting, I felt my anal lips expanding and contracting riding up and down over his fist. Then he stopped inside me, his fingers opening, probing for greater depth, scratching whilst searching for the second, deeper sphincter that would allow him to go really deep. I became aware you could hear a pin drop other than the rhymical sound of guys slowly wanking, no action around us as my eyes roamed across the audience witnessing my penetration. Momentarily I lost concentration, then as his fingers probed the end of my rectum I returned to focus on the thrill of his deep penetration. His exploring fingers found the opening into my colon and began to worm their way deeper, spreading my innards as his fingertips passed through. I could feel him penetrating more deeply as well as feeling his hairy forearm beginning to enter well past the wrist. A bulge began to show on my abdomen on the left side, proof of the deepness of his invasion. The growing bulge vanished as he pulled back outside my colon only to ball his hand back into a fist and plunge deep again. As his balled fist pushed its way past the sphincter I moaned explosively through clenched teeth at the eroticism of a fist sliding deep inside me. He had worked his way inside far enough so his wrist was past that inner constriction, the bump of his fist pushing out my flesh some way past my navel. I was grunting in lust to such an extent that for a minute I was not conscious of additional fingers snaking their way through my ass. I caught my breath as I digested this new stimulation, my ass stretched around his forearm as the opening increased rapidly with the introduction of four more fingers. Involuntarily I began to pant, wanting to be spread more, beginning to understand how to respond to being fisted. I don’t know what I was doing externally but internally my mind was expanding as fast as my ass. I lay there mentally digesting the fact that one hand and half a forearm was buried inside me and a second hand was creeping inside with the first. I knew my breathing was coming short and fast and that my toes were curling and I was tense with excitement with my steel hard cock pulsing with every heartbeat, but all I could really feel was the slow progression of a second hand and the spreading that was taking place. I didn’t even realize that it was a different man that was inserting the second hand, all I knew was that I was being opened like never before. I briefly worried that my ass must be split, ripped and bloody from all this stretching. A long whoosh of expelled air and a slight reduction in pressure as my anal ring encircled the wrist, briefly though as the second forearm started to enter me. My inner sphincter was now being assaulted and stretched, spreading around the entrance of another hand. OhhhhMyyyyyGgggooooddd it was passing through, two hands in my colon. My cock was attempting to respond, shaking in the hand of these men, little spurts of pre-cum ejecting as knuckles or wrists buffeted my prostate forming pools of cum on my belly that rolled off my skin as the bulge of the hands lifted my abdomen up. My stretched ass felt as if it were gaping open and had given up, visible to all that wanted to look up inside me as one guy’s cock was eased in alongside the hands and forearm. My senses hit overload as a hand began stroking my twitching cock with his hand and although I desperately wanted to cum one hand started to advance again, the taut skin of my belly separating into two distinct bulges, one moving higher then turning to the right as it sank deeper into my colon. My anal ring stretched to a greater width and I didn’t realize at first that an elbow was entering me. My ass yawned open, pausing as it reached around the elbow and forearm to finally gulp it in. My body was literally tingling with the eroticism of the penetrations and I was moaning continuously, gulping in air between moans. The men were alternating pushing into me so that it looked as if some giant piston was pumping inside me as one wanked himself inside me as the other pushed further inside. I couldn’t believe how open and exposed I felt, how erotic the sensations were, the disbelief that two people were deep inside me. The man working my cock, licking and sucking it as he lazily pumped it with his hand. As the guy masturbating inside my guts grunted to announce his climax I seemed to melt even further, churning with an unreal erotic charge. I began to hump against the arms already lodged inside me and against advancing fingers. Once more he lowered his mouth over my cock and slid his free hand over my abdomen to feel the two hands moving inside me. I was having difficulty in mentally accepting the amount buried inside me, one arm in past the elbow, another with the elbow just about to enter my rectum and a cock drippling cum of unknown status in my totally trashed slut hole. I can’t describe how open I felt as my knees spread as widely as possible, my hole spread and open to view. It was so erotic to be this open. As tightly as I was packed I still felt loose, as if anything inside me could just fall out. I couldn’t imagine where my stomach and other organs had been shoved. The guys were shifting positions to be able to get in further and I could feel cool lube being added. They pushed on, biceps stretching me out, the sheen sweat covering my body highlighted a massive bulge appearing on the left edge of my torso with a distinct trail comprised of a ridge formed by the two arms attached to the fist bulge. I was heaving my hips up and down, working to get them in deeper, not ready at this stage to accept any limits, only wanting more and more. I was too tied down let alone stretched to offer any resistance against their advances, my anal muscles too wrecked to allow me to clamp around their arms. I was open……just a pit to bury their arms in, open to any invasion they wanted to make, and I was loving it! The continued stimulation of my prostate promoted a steady stream of pre-cum, which someone sucked down as soon as it was produced. In seventh heaven I mashed my crotch against his face, trying to bury my cock down his throat. The first arm held still as the second worked deeper into me, his cum-lubed hand sliding through my inner sphincter, scraping along their forearms, the unbelievable spreading as his elbow entered me, pressing bicep against bicep. I watched transfixed as I viewed the advance of his hand, waiting for the magic moment when their hands joined. My ass cheeks were flattened as they spread away from each other, my insides were quivering in lust, my legs were shaking from lust, I was no longer in control of myself, my body could only react to my excitement. I lay there shaking, mentally visualizing as well as feeling his arm reaching farther inside me. Then he reached the other hand as the men joined hands into one great fist. A huge ridge ran up from my crotch, across my belly and started back down towards my crotch. My lust was so great that I kept hunching myself against the two arms, but not willfully. I was in too much of a sexual fog to do this consciously, it was just a physical reaction to the incredible stimulation. Two men with their arms buried almost to the shoulder were penetrating inside my body. They began to try and fuck me in unison but were to tightly wedged to make much movement. Mostly I slid back and forth on the Slings, well at least as far as my restraints would allow. Gradually, as my hole adjusted and loosened slightly, they were able to make longer thrusts. I laid there limply, letting the sensations of their thrusting arms carry me to greater heights of erotic lust. At times I felt as if I were only a gigantic hole designed to receive their thrusts, but I couldn’t deny the movement of my organs as they were jostled around by the fucking of their arms, or the lustful shaking of my limbs as they quivered in response to my excitement. Their strokes grew longer as my ass hole was first pulled out from my body then shoved back inside with their inward strokes. I knew I was moving to higher and higher erotic levels as they fucked me but it wasn’t until I noticed hot liquid splashing all over my body, face, eyes and hair as the guys watching around me shot their load at the sight of my writhing in pleasure as the two whole arms pulled back and forth inside my guts. This was just too much. I started cumming directly into the mouth wrapped around my cock. The magnificent stimulation of my anus had focussed me solely on their thrusting, my orgasm had become an incidental reaction to that intense stimulation. I lay there as my body was buffeted by their long deep strokes, unwilling to react and thrust against them. As their strokes lengthened to 18 inches my unresisting body began to be lifted off the bench only to be slammed back down on the in strokes. The guy no longer was able to suck me as they forced against me although I continued to spew streams of cum in response. Finally, after one massive thrust they jerked their arms from inside me and I collapsed down into the Sling wet with sweat, short of breath yet blissed out beyond compare. My ass gaping and open, my cock pumping cum, my body limp and yielding. One of the men buried his face against my anus as my stretched asshole covered his entire face. He then slid up and took my sore and throbbing cock into his mouth, drinking down the final dribbles of cum. The men then knelt alongside the Sling resting their elbows against each other, their fingers intertwined and wrapping around to form one great exposed fist. I had not been able to fathom out how anyone could possibly have taken so much but now it was clear. It simply couldn’t be resisted. To ringing applause Pawel and Pitor released my bindings, eased me to my feet and supported me as I staggered to my wobbly feet. I know I have the biggest shit eating grin across my face and a gaping hole that's wanting more, much more with an overpowering feeling that I'm uncontrollably attracted to that huge mass of linked hands and arms, “Fuck that was sooooo GOOD I have to take it inside me again and NOW!”.

My curiosity had been awakened a decade earlier I'd learned of the club during an Internet search of GLBT friendly bars while traveling and came across a hardcore fetish club which led to a fascination of BDSM role paying, rough gaysex with strong and dominant men. I was, first and foremost a submissive player although in all my relationships I was a Top which is where I am today. Once all the participants had gone their separate ways it was just Pitor, Pawel and me. Pitor removed my hood and through blinking eyes trying to adjust to the dim glow of a few red lights…the next thing I know is stars after a thwack to the side of the head and taste blood in my mouth “I never gave permission for you to cum! What do I have to do to teach you respect and do as I say?” said Pawel “S, s, sorry SIR” is all I think to respond with. “You’re no better behaved that my dog…so get on all fours…NOW!” he sniggered. I comply only for Pitor to ram an enormous dry butt plug in my gaping ass and yet despite the long round of fucking a gut full of cum the plug was wider than my hole. God it hurt and burned as Pitor ruthlessly twisted and pushed, with me grunting, biting my bottom lip not daring to utter a word of complaint, until it was firmly in place. “There, that’s not coming out until all that toxic and diseased cum is absorbed into your system SLUT!” As I pant adjusting to the pain in my ass, I’m distracted enough to initially miss a collar being placed around my neck. “Good boy, now get in your cage. Don’t think we will be taking you to the baths anymore ‘coz they would get closed down as a health hazard with such a filthy disease ridden cumdump like you.” What had I done to get in this position? Probably lost my boyfriend, willingly become infected with HIV whilst chasing Pitor’s chiselled features, fit muscled body and big cock, oh how a size queen is easily lead astray! I’m bundled into the cage naked with my collar locked to the top of the cage. “There you’ll see dog food for you in the corner next to the empty water bowl…guess you’ll want that filled?” I nod “yes” “Pitor, fill his water bowl please” and I’m left open mouthed as Pitor unzips his shorts and pisses in to the metal bowl, aiming at me showering my face and shoulders in strong smelling golden rain until the flow peters out and he shakes the last drips off. Pawel’s next up, “Open you mouth slut.” I guess I have no option but to comply and watch intently as he drops his shorts letting his monster phallus flop loose as he moves right up against the cage wire, “From the tap boy, get your mouth around my cock and don’t spill a drop or I piss in you dog bed.” And with that he bursts forth with a torrent of hot acrid piss that I gulp and gulp having never done this sort of thing before but the flow overwhelms what I can swallow and his pee runs down my face and body. Pawel squeezes his cock tightly to stop the flow, moves around to the padded bed and finishes urinating, soaking w My curiosity had been awakened a decade earlier I'd learned of the club during an Internet search of GLBT friendly bars while traveling and came across a hardcore fetish club which led to a fascination of BDSM role paying, rough gaysex with strong and dominant men. I was, first and foremost a submissive player although in all my relationships I was a Top which is where I am today. Once all the participants had gone their separate ways it was just Pitor, Pawel and me. Pitor removed my hood and through blinking eyes trying to adjust to the dim glow of a few red lights…the next thing I know is stars after a thwack to the side of the head and taste blood in my mouth “I never gave permission for you to cum! What do I have to do to teach you respect and do as I say?” said Pawel “S, s, sorry SIR” is all I think to respond with. “You’re no better behaved that my dog…so get on all fours…NOW!” he sniggered. I comply only for Pitor to ram an enormous dry butt plug in my gaping ass and yet despite the long round of fucking a gut full of cum the plug was wider than my hole. God it hurt and burned as Pitor ruthlessly twisted and pushed, with me grunting, biting my bottom lip not daring to utter a word of complaint, until it was firmly in place. “There, that’s not coming out until all that toxic and diseased cum is absorbed into your system SLUT!” As I pant adjusting to the pain in my ass, I’m distracted enough to initially miss a collar being placed around my neck. “Good boy, now get in your cage. Don’t think we will be taking you to the baths anymore ‘coz they would get closed down as a health hazard with such a filthy disease ridden cumdump like you.” What had I done to get in this position? Probably lost my boyfriend, willingly become infected with HIV whilst chasing Pitor’s chiselled features, fit muscled body and big cock, oh how a size queen is easily lead astray! I’m bundled into the cage naked with my collar locked to the top of the cage. “There you’ll see dog food for you in the corner next to the empty water bowl…guess you’ll want that filled?” I nod “yes” “Pitor, fill his water bowl please” and I’m left open mouthed as Pitor unzips his shorts and pisses in to the metal bowl, aiming at me showering my face and shoulders in strong smelling golden rain until the flow peters out and he shakes the last drips off. Pawel’s next up, “Open you mouth slut.” I guess I have no option but to comply and watch intently as he drops his shorts letting his monster phallus flop loose as he moves right up against the cage wire, “From the tap boy, get your mouth around my cock and don’t spill a drop or I piss in you dog bed.” And with that he bursts forth with a torrent of hot acrid piss that I gulp and gulp having never done this sort of thing before but the flow overwhelms what I can swallow and his pee runs down my face and body. Pawel squeezes his cock tightly to stop the flow, moves around to the padded bed and finishes urinating, soaking what I presume is to be my bed for the night. “Your fault, I did warn you.” As the last of his piss drips to the floor he turns and says “Good night” I had a terrible night’s sleep reliving what had happened during the evening and night, had I lost all those that I cared for, yet was hard and horny thinking what else was to come in the hours ahead. I awoke to being blasted with freezing cold water, the collar being unlocked and yanked out of the cage, “Sorry buddy” Pitor says, it’s Pawel he is upset, I think he likes you a lot, but now you’re, how you say, damaged goods he is going all out to fuck you up, be strong, stay focused and take all he administers without complaint or it will end badly. I’m going to remove your buttplug and clean you out for the next step.” Both naked I watch Pitor getting excited as his erection grows whilst he gets into some enema play on my butt, especially loving it when the plug pops out spraying crystal-clear water all over the floor. As I fondle and rub the velvety skin up and down Pitor’s thick dick he walks me over to a Sling that’s now in the centre of the room with a very large syringe and pots of lube and buckets of steaming soapy water all neatly placed on the floor around the sling.

I flop into a chair to catch my breath, rest, drink and then Pitor and Antonin I presume help lift me to my feet again and help walk me to another contraption as I hear Pawel shout out, “Time’s up, everyone out unless you pay for next installment. I hear moans and groans amid a chorus of, “Sure, yeah, here’s my money, can’t wait to see what happens next” “If you want pay for next round, follow me.” I hear shuffling of feet and then hands on me and breath on my face, “You OK Grahame?” It’s Pito “Sore” is all I can croak in not much more than a whisper. “You’re doing great, relax whilst I lock you to our St George’s Cross. Again, I am manhandled still on wobbly legs to be strapped standing against the frame, bound tight, totally unable to move. “Drink this and swallow the Viagra, you look like you need a pep up” as he fondles my floppy dick. I hear footsteps again and murmuring and then the Polish accent once more. “Some guys need rough treatment, whether they want it or not. Our Pig Slave likes it rough and he enjoys a little bit of pain”, as someone yanks and twists my nipples hard, making me yelp in agony, “See it makes him hard every time!” My nipples are hard wired to my cock and with the Viagra I’m instantly sprouting a hardon. I sense someone stand in front of me and more gasps, then I hear the voice of the old (?) dying man again “Gather round boys” then silence before “Oh yes such sweet pain” the silence remains throwing me off guard…but the crowd knows why. The old man clutches two fat metal ‘S’ shaped rods that he then proceeds to slide down his well stretched urethra. He holds his floppy long cock proud they can see his cock engorging to the stimulation and those close enough see his urethra twist under the skin as he shoves the rods slowly up and down, but a bit faster every time. He is fucking his dick from within, with the sounds and you can see the ‘S’ moving under his flesh as it fills up then expands his piss tube. “Geez does it hurt?” I hear someone say. “No pain is pleasure as our Pig is about to find out.” I am literally in the dark, not knowing what’s happening and nothing prepares me for what happens next. The white haired old man pulls the gono and herpes covered Sounds out from his piss slit and tightly grabs hold of my pulsing cock and shoves the first sound down my piss hole, slime covered end first. It hits me as if struck by lightning, I’m shaking and screaming out “FUCK! Ooooow! Shit! Fuck, fuck, FUCK!” Panting between short sharp breaths “Owwwwwww IT STINGS! Oooouch, What the fuck are you doing? It, it, owwww - feels – ah like my cock - Ah, oh, ah, ah - is being – owww – ripped up – ouch – from the – ah, ah - inside” as the sound is slowly and deliberately pushed further down my still steel like shaft. For sure that is not how newbies first sound but interesting for the observers to see how one man can turn another into a slave obeying their will, doing anything, even standing the most abject humiliations, just to please their man or should we say men. “Breathe pig” is all the man says as the second one is inserted. Those observing hear the victim chant “Ah, ah, ah, fuck, fuck FUCK!” raising in intensity is all that can be heard. They cannot believe their eyes when the white haired man shoves the rapidly disappearing exposed metal ends down his own piss slit I’m grunting and panting and sweat drips down my face. My body feels all tingly and as I try to rise up to get away from this onslaught, I can’t, I’m immobile. “Beautiful boy, making love to my diseased dick accepting my dick snot into your system.” He coos whilst all the time rocking the sounds back and forth. “It’s good to know that a bit of me will be passed on to everyone you fuck in future, passing on my legacy, my death sentence, you lovely dirty fucker!” Its impressively hot as men first stroke their hard cocks then wanking to completion spraying both sound fucking cocks with cum in explosive orgasms. And yet despite the agony, Grahame’s cock cannot deny how cruel pain can be turned into exquisite pleasure, pleasure beyond belief… I feel like I’m going to piss myself as the pain, torture and yet pleasure I’m feeling gets too much and I recognize that all too familiar feeling as my balls rise and begin to pump, my breathing quickens and becomes ragged and despite my lovely cock feeling like it’s been ripped and torn from the inside, it somehow blasts out 10 gigantic ropes of pent up cum from around the still pumping sounds. My emotions are shot, I’m so confused and yet despite the massive climax some cum must be backed up inside unable to escape as my balls throb, I just don’t know anymore. His tortured groans ring around the rooms as he slumps forward still shaking to an explosive round of applause from all watching. I come to when I hear Pawel say, “That’s all for tonight folks, pay Pitor if you want to see further humiliation and self-destruction tomorrow. Be here for mid-day.”

Saturday Grahame's extreme fetish secrets begin to turn to reality... Having made my excuses to 'test' our now Open Relationship I leave my supposed boyfriend behind for the weekend, kick around town, a bar for Dutch Courage and waste the day that takes forever to pass until I walk up to the garage dead on 6pm, I walk in to find Pitor waiting for me, we embrace, his tongue invading my mouth as he pulls me into a bear hug, I feel his hard cock press into my crotch as we make out. “Good boy, now get out of those clothes we have work to do….you all cleaned out” “Yes Sir” “You no cum after Pawel fuck you?” “No Sir!” “Good boy, now I have present for you. Close your eyes and wait.” I do as I’m told and upon hearing footsteps and some rustling it takes all me will power not to take a peek. In a burst of activity my hands are padlocked behind my back and simultaneously a hood, leather by the smell of it, is secured over my head. “Good work Antonin” I here, Pitor letting me know we are not alone. My heart is pounding as I try to adjust to the darkness and work out by sound what is happening. A click, then buzzing fills the air. “Now stand still or Ant will accidently cut your balls off!” I can’t stop myself from trembling as the clippers begin to remove my already trimmed body hair. Once completed the silence is deafening and as the seconds, that feel like minutes, tick by I smell ammonia then cool cream being applied to the now near hairless areas especially around my now shriveled almost non-existent dick, balls and arse crack that made the sensitive skin around my hole twitch and pucker. “Christ, it stings - it hurts - fuck! FUCK! Get it off, please, my skin – it’s – on – fire.” Next, I’m almost bowled off my feet by a blast of cold water washing the hair removal cream off my tortured body and then roughly toweled down by what had to be the most crisp and scratchy towels ever that feels like needles being raked over my tingling skin. “Good job Ant. Ummm, skin red but should be OK by the time our guests pounce. We move you now. 'What choice do I have?' I say with a laugh. As we stumble through a doorway I hear Pawel’s thick Polish accent. “Ah, the star of tonight’s entertainment. You have paid for three hours use of the Slave. Use every hole and when I come back let me see him well used and cum covered.” I’m manhandled into position face down, strapped and tied down onto each leg of what I assume to be the Fuck Bench Pawel tested sooooo well yesterday, I was immobile and my cock and balls were roughly pulled back so they were fully exposed hanging off the edge of the bench. Pitor reached underneath me to pinch one of my nipples playfully. “Seriously, though, don't worry. We not going to do anything you didn’t ask for. Relax, we have a few well-hung friends here with me to satisfy our size queen. We're going to make your dark dreams come true Grahame.” My heart was pounding and since I couldn't move or see, my other senses seemed to be stronger. I heard other people in the room and there was cologne, musk and strong sweat smells I hadn't noticed before. I was nervous as hell, but then who wouldn't be, yet when I began to feel all those hands on my body, teasing and exploring, my cock nearly exploded there and then. Someone must have sensed it as I hear a voice say “don't touch his cock” The foreplay was incredible. I pulled at the ropes, flexing the muscles in my arms and legs, near delirious with ecstasy as countless hands caressed my body. Someone with larger hands was massaging my legs, inching closer to my butt cheeks and the Bulls Eye as his thick rough fingers found my hole and pushed in scratching, circling or just rammed in then pulled out making my hole twitch clenching and unclenching. As I lay there helpless, my mind screamed for cocks to fuck me. Some of the fingers were replaced with mouths. I moaned as the strangers serviced me, enjoying the difference in their techniques, a soft tongue slowly licked in a circle around my hole while another one nibbled my ass lips I felt another tongue flutter along my taint making me shudder in pleasure. I felt lips on my hole and a tongue pushed it open, deep probing me whilst other mouths were everywhere: on my back, neck, on my legs, my mouth and face. The pleasure was nearly unbearable. I gasped loudly as men moved around me jabbing a finger or two in my now needy hole one at a time. Someone was underneath me for a taste of my cock, a warm tongue bathed my shaft from balls to tip then swallowed me whole, nearly sucking the cum directly from my balls as the pre-cum freely pulsed from my piss slit with every heartbeat. I screamed in pleasure as someone's tongue fluttered against my hole again. “Fuck me, please fuck me!” I screamed desperate for my itch to be scratched. I felt one, then two and a third finger shoved in my hole finger fucking me, while a tongue lapped at my nuts, all the while my cock was still being sucked while this was happening. I could barely take it. I pulled at my restraints, but they held me tight. I arched my back, begging to be released. Then I felt it. It was hard and slippery, someone's cock, it felt huge and with pressure was prying my willing ass open. The huge dick sliding into me felt like a sword, hard and long, very long. The pain was only temporary, until the thick shaft pressed down on my prostate to send me into orbit. When the owner of the cock up my ass started to fuck, it felt as if my guts were being rearranged and when it came to orgasm I felt sure it would explode from my entire body. I could hear Pitor make suggestions every so often, but the only other sounds I heard were the rhythmic sounds of wanking, heavy breathing and moans of pleasure…and by now most of those were coming from my own mouth. I heard a different voice say, “I'm going to shoot.” When I felt pulsing in my ass and heat, I knew whoever was fucking me was dumping their load deep inside me "HERE IT COMES, HERE IT COMES" he yelled out "I'M CUMMING – FILLING - YOU - WITH – MY – POZ - SPERMS" and right when he said that he came load after load, moan after moan with what felt like gallons of cum pumping into my ass. As he continued with every thrust I can feel some slowly coming out of my ass and dripping onto the floor. it felt like a good minutes worth of cum being dumped in me from this massive cock, when he finished and pulled out all of the cum started rushing out like a flood of warm sticky cum came oozing out of my gaping ass. I felt a tongue lap up the spooge free flowing from my cunt. A voice from somewhere says “Don’t felch any more of that Poz cum leave it where it will do some good!” I’m in heat and in need of more, “Someone else put their cock in me. Now!” I demand A second, even thicker fuck stick started to rub against my slippery cum drenched hole and starts to penetrate, “Ummm. Nice and lubed,' was all he said as he slid in balls deep. He sounded Hispanic and his cock felt like a baseball bat up my ass with its huge mushroom head barging my intestines out of the way. He was in to rough fucking, pulling nearly all the way out before slamming all the way back in to the balls. The friction from this fuck was sure to make me cum soon and was quickly drying out the cum lubing my ass when suddenly I hear, "suck my dick" I think it was the first guy to fuck me, so I did. The other guys around me were jerking off with squidgy sounds from their abused cocks. I couldn't get the whole thing in my mouth because it was so big, despite being covered in cum, ass juice and God knows what else and whoever it belonged to kept putting his hands on the back of my head and would push further down until I gagged almost to the point of blacking out with tears and snot running down my face. At the very last moment as blackness fogs my mind he withdraws just enough for me gasp a lungful of air…. “ARRRRRRRRRRHHHHHHH!!” But with this huge cock down my throat it just sounded like loud strangled Grrrrr, and they both laughed. My eyes watered more as these two boys used my body, invading me, hurting me, humiliating me in front of all their friends, just for my fun. “Antonin man, that feels awesome! Make him scream some more. It feels amazing around my toxic cock!” Antonin laughed and forced his cock into me as deep as it would go, until his pubes crushed against my ass cheeks and his nuts slapped against mine, hammering into my ass. I felt a piercing awful pain, like his cock was tearing something deep inside my stomach. I tried to yell, but it was totally muffled by the massive penis. Antonin was pounding like a jackhammer. It felt like his cock was way past my stomach… another inch and it would come out my mouth! The ring of my asshole was burning like it was on fire, and it felt like his cock was dry sandpaper. I could feel wetness, pre-cum, cum or blood trickling down the inside of my thigh from my torn hole. I was crying out as much in pain as in joy. 'Jesus, your ass is awesome! What a sweet pussy!' Thrusting hard until he too added his load to the mix as he fell forward on to me and leaning up to my ear and whispering, “this is our secret, I just pumped a week’s worth of AIDS batter into your torn and bleeding cunt.” “Next!” I heard Pitor ask and of course another guy took his place, fucking my ass. "take it easy on him dude" Pitor told the guy getting ready to fuck me "I can't promise anything" the voice says back. He got up and rubbed is head on my hole and with force shoved what had to be his 11 inch massive piece of meat in my ass only getting about 3/4s in at first then pushed the rest in. I yelled out again with all the pain coming back, his hands pushing down on my lower back it felt like his cock was in my stomach. never have I had that big of a dick in my ass, he was pounding hard all I could do was bite down on my lower lip to stop from screaming out loud, I huffed and puffed but had to yell out, "WAIT STOP PLEASE AH... PLEASE PULL OUT, PULL OUT" "fuck no, your gonna take it you little bitch. You’re our cum slut so you take it, you hear me" and he got harder and faster. The one fucking my face climed in too, "shut the fuck up and take it bitch" the one guy fucking my ass resumed, this time it didn't take much time before he yelled out "I'M GONNA CUM.... OH, OH YEAH, OH SHIT" Once he pulled out another guy stepped in to position and started to fuck me now with a hung fat cock, and before I could scream another guy came around and started fucking my face hard with this meaty 9 inch cock. he forced his dick down my throat and I could feel his cock head in the middle of my throat as I was gagging with my eyes watering, he pulled out for a second to allow me to get my breath back then went back to it. With both of them fucking me hard it now started to feel great, all the pain was gone and all I could feel was pleasure. Within minutes both started to tense up and in my quest to keep pace it felt as if they were fucking harder and faster, the one fucking my face yelled out "OH SHIT HERE IT COMES" and shot load after load of hot cum in my mouth, there was so much that all I could do was swallow his thick man juice, at the other end about a minute later the other guy shot his load in my ass. My moans were now extremely loud and so were his. "oh yeah bitch you like that? yeah you like this dick" he said "get ready I'm gonna cum". I counted ten more cocks hammering my ass before Pitor said it was his turn. My legs and arms were killing me and my ass ached like hell. I was familiar enough with Pitor’s cock as it was he who Pozzed me so I knew it was huge and normally felt like he was going to split me open, but this time as he slid into me easily. Though his prick was enormous, he was a surprisingly gentle gliding his hard-on up and down making love to my hole, his throbbing shaft pumping more toxic lubricant in my chute whilst his cockhead massaged my prostate making me feel like I was going to cum again but I held off and squeezed as best I could my ass muscles around his cock. He groaned and slid deep inside me, letting my battered ass milk his wad. Gasps went around the room then silence, you could hear a pin drop, I could just about make out shuffling of feet come close, then away. A boney finger scraped around in my wide open hole digging around and was then removed…I heard a slurping sound, then “Nice” is wheezed out. I feel a presence at my head, “Stick your tongue out” and of course I comply. A lumpy warmth is rasped across my tongue. “That’s my arm and it’s not psoriasis you can feel” followed by a cracked cackle, “No you stupid beautiful boy, that’s a dying man’s KS Lesions and after today could be your badge of honour too!” My aching cock pulsates to life once more and throbs copious amounts of pre-cum on the floor below, again. I felt the pressure of this steel-hard dick forcing its way into me, as all these other guys watched and loved it. I lay with my legs held wide open as the (I presumed) old man pumped between my legs. I felt his fat veiny meat sliding in and out of my numb and open hole. At that moment, a guy standing next to me, started to shoot his load. The first shot landed on my back, the second shot splattered my ass cheek and the last one ended up in my crack. He wiped his cock over my face pushing it in my mouth and tells me to clean it off for him. When he was done, another guy walked up, and shoved his meat into my mouth. He pumped into my face forever. Finally, I felt his nuts start to press up against my chin, and I knew he was going to cum soon and was so relieved when I felt his cockhead start to swell in my throat. Then he held my head all the way down, my forehead pressed into his hard belly, and he pumped his cock as his load shot down my throat. “Swallow it! SWALLOW IT YOU DIRTY SLUT! EAT IT FAGGOT!” He must have shot a gallon of cum; it went on for what seemed like a whole minute, probably longer. It had shot out faster than I could swallow and I choked. My mouth was filled with his hot salty jizz and the sticky baby batter was dripping out of both corners of mouth too and all down my chin. When he had finally pumped the last shot into my throat, he loosened his grip and I pulled my mouth off of his cock. I coughed and choked and sputtered his sperm. “There’s a good bitch” he said, and walked away. Before I could catch my breath, the old man thrust into my ass even more forcefully bruising my internal organs as chanting began, “Fuck him, fuck him, fuck him, Poz the cunt, ruin that hole forever!” over and over again. No one seemed to care about me as he just kept pumping, and telling me in not much more than a wheezy whisper, “Plenty of dangerous, life threatening HIV strains for you, Warts, Crabs, Scabies, Gonorrhea, Syphilis, Chlamydia Herpes and Hepatitis all have come your way tonight, finally yelling “TAKE IT! TAKE IT ALL IN MY LOAD! You fucking CUMDUMP!” His pistoning cock was pulsating as it shot deep, deep inside me pouring his sulphuric jizz deeper inside my guts. He held himself there for a while after cumming, as someone was working the knots in the ropes that bound me while the last of his cum drained from his balls. When he finally stopped panting and out of breath pulled his dick out of me abruptly, cum dripped out of me and down my thighs. He slapped my ass really hard two more times and walked away. I nearly cried in relief when my arms and legs were finally freed, but I ached so badly I could barely move. And then there’s Pawel thick accent, “Time’s up, half hour break for Slave to recover. Pay me for Round 2 if you want to see more destruction of our boy.” Pitor & Antonin hold me up on wobbly legs and my abused cannot contain all the cum deposited as it freely flows down my legs and splashes on the floor. I try to lift the blindfold, but I couldn't see much other than the naked lower half of their bodies, two cocks still half-hard and red. “Where are all the others?” I asked weakly. “My ass burns but I’m up for letting them all have another crack at it!”

Grahame and Josh met Pawel and Pitor at the roadside where the broken-down SUV sat forlorn, “Ah Grahame good to see you, you save me contacting you. You come with me back to garage while Pitor look after this lovely young man.” The Pole’s ravenous eyes outrageously looking up and down Josh mentally undressing our new friend. “Pitor you take care of Josh, yes?” “Oh yeah, whatever you say bossman” as he rubs his tented shorts, “I can do that alright!” When we arrive at the garage Pawel bundles me through the dirty and messy reception into a large open warehouse like expanse with just a solitary padded bench centre stage. I’m momentarily thrown ”WerWhat happened to the workshop? I don’t understand” “Strip” is all I’m told and daft as it sounds I’m spellbound by how easily he controls me, he’s such an Alpha Male even when he’s not fucking me which is what I’m hopeful for. I at look him, nod and without a word, stand up and comply shedding my clothes in double quick time, anything to please one of my two Poz Daddies, I am their diseased progeny and willing to spread their strain. He demands “Lay over the bench let me see if you fit” I’m there in a flash but am disappointed when all he whips out is pencil, paper and a tape measure to see where I fit then is scribbling notes, frustrated I reach over and begin stroking his crotch. “Yes, yes I fuck you next, wait you impatient slut I making your dark dirty fantasy come true.” One time they coaxed me to reveal all my dark desires and now that Genie is out of the bottle it seems Pawel is going to make some or all of them happen. My cock is as hard as it’s ever been in anticipation of what may be coming! Unzipping his fly that magnificent hard Poz cock is shoved in my face and I take him all the way into my mouth, he gasps and puts his hands on my head holding me there for a minute. “Oh that’s good” as he pulls out and rams back in, I taste pre-cum and savour the feel as he pushes his monster cock down the roof of my throat. Without warning he pulls out walks around to my ass, gobs on my ass crack as I spread my legs and then he’s pushing against me, slips inside and continues to push hard rearranging my guts until balls deep. Pawel fucks hard, I heard each thrust as his pelvis slaps my ass, ramming his cock as deep as he could, withdrew and rammed again, changing angle and direction with short sharp jabs mixed with bouts of long dicking. I know will feel sore and remember this fuck for hours afterwards. His long sweaty body fully covers mine as leans down to my ear to say, “I’m close to breeding you boy. You love being bred, don’t you? Taking my now Med-Resistant Poz cum. Being everyone’s cumdump pig.” “Fuck yeah! Give me every drop of that toxic cum.” My own hard cock a balls were crushed under our combined weight and the edge of the Fuck Bench as I was bounced like a rag doll with each thrust until he stiffened, rammed his cock in deeper than ever and shot a huge load inside me. “You like cum in your cunt, don’t you?” “Yes, I love it.” “You want MY dirty cum in your cunt?” “Yes, pleeeeeeeeease.” Pawel kept his cock buried deep trying to catch his breath and letting every tainted drop drain from him. It felt good to know I would be shooting just what he fired into me soon enough. As he pulled out all I heard was… “get out pig I got things to do, business. Be here 6pm tomorrow…renting you out for the weekend…clean out well and DON’T CUM”

Apologies for the delay in continuing this story but work got in the way. Lots more to cum :-) The impetuousness of youth had Josh leap up off Grahame with cum pouring from his gaping hole, “C’mon guys let’s shower” We follow him like sheep into the en-suite wet room and are a bit surprised as we expect to clean up and shower but the kid obviously has other ideas as he sits down… “You know what I want guys, stand over me and piss, c’mon scent mark me as yours, y’know you want to.” I’m gob smacked by Grahame’s enthusiastic response as we have never done anything like this before. “Hell yeah, let’s do this” and lets rip with a torrent of strong yellow pee directed at Josh letting the flow cascade his chest, face and eventually direct in the boy’s open mouth to taste the salty nectar. We see just how Josh is turned on by piss play with a big sexy grin across his face and immediately sporting another hard-on, looking direct at Grahame nodding approval it’s clear he’s up for more and Grahame’s happy to oblige by joining him on the floor and begins making out just as Liam manages to squeeze out a decent stream letting it flow over both of them and as it peters out the last jets cover his face and onto his tongue which is hanging out waiting to lick up the spray. Grahame has broken another taboo. Liam shakes off the last drips directly into Grahame’s face. No matter how much I try I simply cannot piss, it’s such an alien thing for me to do. I’m pissed off rather than pissing and try to hurry us away from this devil-child. “Time to go guys, I’ve got to meet my dick head brother-in-law and he hates gays so I can’t go smelling of cum and sex” Liam chimes in, “Yeah I have reports to complete…I’m with you” It’s clear Grahame isn’t coming with us as eventually uncouples from a long hard kiss tells us he’s got to arrange Pawel to come and pick-up Josh’s motor… My mood is dark as we drive home and with Josh & Grahame being the elephant in the room so to speak. Liam avoids talking about them, “If you don’t get on with your brother-in-law why go visit him then?” “Good question. God the things I get talked in to! He’s never wanted to spend any time with me since he caught me checking him out when they first got together – well she kept telling me what a huge cock he had, but I promised my big sister I would go around this evening whilst she’s on her bestie’s week-long hen party” I’m not long out of the shower when a text pings in. “Bring beer with u” I dive in to the nearest supermarket, pick up the most expensive six-pack I can see as I don’t want to appear to be a cheapskate and am knocking on their door at 7:30 prompt as arranged. Chris greets me in lounge pants and a T Shirt “G’evening, faggot, get inside quick I don’t want my neighbours seeing me entertaining some queer boy.” I guess he is commando as his package is tantalisingly clearly visible hanging low Once inside all I am told is, “c’mon ‘ere bring me a beer” and as I rummage around looking for a bottle opener and glasses, “NOW! The game’s about to start.” I’m not much into soccer other than 22 men running around in shorts does have a certain attraction. Sitting next to Chris is more than a bit disconcerting and I’m taken aback when he says, “Time we got to know one another better” grabs my head and pulls it to his crotch, “see I need helping out with your sister gone for a week I’ve got blue balls and I doubt she’d like it if I brought a hooker round…so you’re the next best thing.” I freeze not knowing what to do only to get a cuff across the back of the head springing me in to action nuzzling his ever-thickening cock, I rub my lips across the thin material feeling the heat rise from the stirring monster underneath. I run my hands over the rising tent in his lounge pants and gently start jacking him as I pull on the waistband and get a pungent whiff of musk and sweat. It’s intoxicating and I want to get my lips around this cock right now, so emboldened I pull his pants down, as Chris swigs his beer, his huge curved member, it must be 9 or 10 inches and coke can thick, bounces free I go down and slip my tongue beneath his foreskin and have a lot of fun swirling my tongue around tasting a heady mix the remains of salty piss as well as precum and cock cheese, first pulling the velvety skin downwards to expose his purple mushroom head so my tongue can attack one way and then the other. Chris quietly sighs emitting gentle moans. I looked up and see a slight smile on his hitherto angry face, his eyes partially closed still watching the TV. I’m sucking on the entire shaft, tongue lashing more of his shaft. I move getting right on top of his rock-hard cock. Chris presses my head down as the head passes over my lips, teeth and tongue, the curve aiding its progress until I’m pubes deep my gullet squeezing tight as I feel the monster twitch and pulse a flow of precum down my throat. I slowly ease back and push down hard again, no gagging, repeating the manoeuvre again and again with spit flying I pull off, grip his shaft tight in my fist as at the same time swirl my tongue to polish the glistening head. “Awe fuck that’s good” before slamming my head down hard to get most of his cock down my throat again and holds it there. I thought he was going to cum, but no. “Jeez they’re right….you gays do give better blow jobs than girls, certainly better than your sister!” He kept pushing my head down in disbelief so my face is continually pressed into his hairy bush. I feel proud that no one had given him head like I was giving head then panic sets in…I gurgle and try pulling away, fast running out of air, hands flailing I see stars and feel faint…at the very last minute before passing out I feel the pressure of his hands leave allowing me to ease back coughing, gasping, tears streaming down my face gulping in lungful’s of air “you, you bastard” I manage to utter which only get a belly laugh for a response. “Lemme see if you’re a better fuck than your sister too?” I’m still wobbly from lack of oxygen as I am man-handled face down over the back of the sofa. I feel pop my jeans buttons and pull them down exposing my ass for him to spit on my ass crack and hear Chris slick his cock with some more, he then pulls my cheeks apart hard and at the same time pushes forwards his cock jabbing my hole. I push out in anticipation of the onslaught as my ass lips swallow his cock and he pushes himself all the way in grounding his entire weight onto my hole. I scream out as I laid there and had to pound my fists against the sofa as his massive penis snakes down my well used anal canal pushing flesh, mucus and muscle out of the way. I am screaming “fuck” over and over while he’s matching me with “fuck you’re tight” Just like most straight men there is no finesse to this fucking ramming in and pulling out hard and fast like a jack rabbit. My cunt is sore as he quickly uses up what little spit lube got in my chute and the mounting friction painfully burns the tender skin and I’d never known pain like it A chorus of “Ouch, fuck, damn it” cascaded from my mouth until my sphincter relaxes from the onslaught, either that or his precum or possibly my blood lubricates the way. Eventually the pain subsided I was able to get into a rhythm of meeting his speeding thrusts. “Oh fuck, no wonder my sister married you…. you fuck so damned good and your cock is huge.” “Yeah, I knew you’d love it, now.…look at the camera faggot” I crane my head round to see what’s going on…”Good boy making my cock feel good is your purpose.” As he slams in hard big veins popped out of his forehead and sweat dripped from his forehead. I honestly thought the guy was going to have a heart attack and then I feel the warm flow of his cum squirting into me, as it pulses and throbs deep inside my asshole. “Ahhhh, fuuuuck, that’s so hot!", he says, breathless. I seize the moment and squeeze down with my battered ass trying to milk the last drops of Chris’ load. Before I can recover he’s ushering me out of the house saying, “Next week we’re all round Jerry’s make sure your there as the half time entertainment” On my way home, I could feel cum that seeped out of my gaping asslips was drying so it hurt when I moved as the dried cum pulled at my hairy ass. Guilt hit me too, “Fuck I’m Poz and my brother-in-law fucked me, who knows what he may have picked up to infect my innocent sister. Shit, shit, SHIT I cannot let this happen again…yet my sore hole was a reminder all the next day how hot the fuck was.

And so the trio of happy homo’s settled into domestic happiness and although a little cramped in the one bedroom flat the three were content with the arrangements, working and playing hard, come the weekends it was time to chill. Trips to town to run errands, see a show or grab a bite to eat. On the drive back from watching a weirdly dark foreign film Grahame’s mind began to wander…and came to the understanding that something was really missing the thrill of the chase for Poz seed and conversion had been achieved, although not medically confirmed, barebacking as a top or bottom was not the same or as exciting or nearly as erotic as before when playing Russian roulette of is this the fuck that knocks me up... THAT is what he craved the delicious terror, like surviving an accident or near accident when your heart thumps in your chest and that metallic taste invades your mouth. That's what he missed. Yes, he still managed to hook up on the quiet with Pitor and his Master, with the massive hairy balls, Pawel who between them were keeping Ross hydrated with toxic fluids when checking on his progress. They were the pair that sowed the seed of self-destruction. His cock was painfully hard as he thought about what rocks his world now; depravity a downwards spiral of taking all loads, have untreatable STDs and wanting med resistant HIV and full blown AIDS. These dark thoughts were banished as Liam and I shout “Stop” as they saw a young black haired chiselled featured lad thumbing a lift standing football kit next to a swanky new SUV. All three hopped out asking, “What’s up buddy” but unbeknown to us the lad’s stare was directed at Grahame’s massively tented jeans and wet patch. “Errrr, ummm, oh sorry, I, I’ve run out of diesel, my dad’s gonna kill me, I was late for practice ran out the house and left my phone and wallet behind. I just need to get home. I’m Josh by the way” “where’s home?” he gave us the address in an upmarket part of town and we agreed to take him there. He hoped in the back along with Liam and en-route chatted about his match, did he have a girlfriend, “err, no” a boyfriend, “No” but over the next bump in the road Liam allowed his legs to splay open and rest against the boys. He didn’t move his leg away and seemed happy to let them rub up and down as the car sped over the bumps in the road. Next Liam upped the anti by rubbing his crotch as his cock thicken…the lad watched intently and squirmed in his seat to hide his own burgeoning erection. Just as it started to get interesting the Sat Nav pinged that we were at the address, an impressive modern house set back behind a leafy driveway. Josh asks us in for a drink, “It’s the least I can do for getting me out of trouble…I just have to now find a way to get dad’s car home.” Grahame has the answer, “My mate Pawel has a 4x4 dealership, he’ll be able to help you out, I’m sure he’ll find a way so you don’t have to pay, it can your little secret.” “Jeez you guys are a life saver and I’m good with secrets!” As he winks he asks “What can I get you?” We get comfy on the sofas, I have my hand stroking Grahame’s leg with Liam wide legged, hips thrust forwards showing his hard nine inches to best effect as we learn that his parents are a week into a month’s cruising holiday, that he is controlled in almost every aspect of his life since his elder brother was killed in a motor bike crash. “His bed room is just as he left it a mausoleum in honour of the favoured son” Liam jumps up and cradles Josh rubbing his neck and shoulders comforting him as tears flow. You could sense the sexual tension in the room and after a few sobs he looks at Liam, with hopeless eyes. “Please, I’m only 19! My life’ll be ruined if my father finds out” we smile evilly. “Here or your bedroom?” “I guess it’ll have to be my parents bed coz I’m only allowed a single bed and I just can’t use my brother’s room” Liam whispers to me, I’m sure Josh thinks he’s just experimenting, but he’ll turn out to be a needy bottom like the rest of us soon enough. How wrong could he have been? “Dad all but threw me out when he found out I’m gay. He sent me to the doctors for talk on safe sex and I’ve been a "safe" bottom only since. A stealthing top "accidentally" destroyed a condom last summer and I, for the first time, experienced an unwrapped dick and the feeling of cum inside me. I could not get to the docs fast enough who did a full on PREP routine. But, the seed was planted. I had no idea at the time, but while I prevented an actual infection, that dude planted the seed of the amazing world of raw and POZ sex.” We say, “What's the rush? You can always get bugged up later when you've had a little more time and experience. Once you go through that door there's no going back.” The exuberance of youth Josh has all the answers, “I haven't told my doctor yet that I've quit PrEP. My last tests were all negative when the nurse called, but just by answering that call I had a thumping chest, heart in throat, it made me so hard. Feeling a guy cum in my ass and knowing what he just did to me is such a fucking turn-on that seeking out poz-cum was a natural progression for me…now it's become a 'craving'. My New Year’s resolution was to only go raw. I had a couple of college buds top me raw. After those experiences, I knew what I had to do. By mid January I had a plan and soon had my first intentional raw POZ sex. I love getting fucked, but knowing that I'm taking poz seed in my guts is what really turns me on, that and piss! From an early age of wetting the bed I loved the smell and feel of wet sheets. Dad knocked the living crap out of me until I stopped. By the time I got to school guys said if you piss on your feet it would prevent athlete’s foot, so I got into piss play all over again. I’d really get off if a verbal top forced me to swallow his piss I’d always swallow piss. Anything coming from a dick needs to go up a hole or down a throat, it’s a waste otherwise.” Only half an hour or so earlier… he’d been hitchhiking…now the young dark haired boy was shedding his shiny football kit before lying naked except for his piss stained jock strap on the sofa. As best we can we descend upon Josh with Grahame guiding his cock into the lads willing open mouth…I’m on the floor stroking the young boy’s beautiful smooth naked body…pinch his erect nipples… teasing his hard cock… edging him… until he’s begging for release… aroused and erect Liam rims and tongue fucks the kid as he spits in his hand to lube his massive cock. “Wait let’s go upstairs” Josh pants Pulling Grahame’s head down he kissed him, tongues probing and touching. Then he led us upstairs to a bedroom. In the bedroom, he took out some baby oil and handed it to Liam and cracks open a new bottle of poppers as we resume positions on the bed. Grahame covers his mouth with his lips pushing his tongue in deep Liam is reaching down lifting the left legs and rubbed oil into Josh’s ass. He probed the hole with his fingers as the kid moans. Ahhhh! Yeah my ass is very sensitive. Liam slowly rubbed the oil all over his cock and balls as he gobs more spit for lube whilst with his other hand he takes hold of Josh’s hand and guides it to his hard-on making him help feed his cock to his hole. I watch mesmerized watching his cock throb and drip as Liam pushes forwards piercing the boy’s ring whilst at the other end Grahame is making sure the lad sniffs on the popper bottle. As Josh yelps in pain as Liam slides balls deep, as I engulf his cock, almost six inches I would guess, thrusting out straight and proud from his body. I slipped my lips over that young shaft and sucked and tongued it. He groaned and moaned, as I tongued the sweet spot slurping up the free flowing pre-cum and gave him the best kiss you can give lightly on the tip making him writhe with pleasure. In sensory pleasure as I open my throat and dive down to the root his cock begins to swell. He then starts to shoot, and shoot, and shoot down my throat. It filled my mouth and I gagged a bit but sucked long and deep savoring the taste before pulling off nudging Grahame out of the way and snowballing Josh’s cum with him. As Liam was pumping his hole..huffing, “I’m close…you’re tight…I’m ready to come and gives a mighty moan pumping his hot toxic cum, into the eager ass, over and over again until he emptied his balls. “Wow you’re one damn hot fuck bro” he said. Far from exhausted Josh pushed Grahame on his back, climbed up and sat on his stomach and rubbed his throbbing rock hard cock against his ass. Then he lifted himself and position my cock against his hole. Slowly he lowered Himself and as Grahame’s hardness slid in, Josh moaned. ”I want it, so bad, I want it!” as he pushed all the way down we could see the pleasure in his eyes. He pushed once more to get every millimeter in as Grahame thrust up with my hips as hard as he could. ”Oh God, thank you,” he said and fell onto Grahame’s chest. He slowly drew out and thrust again, he moaned and moved Grahame repeated the thrust and withdrawal, Josh sat up. Now he was moving, up and down, pushing so hard he almost had Grahame’s full balls in him as well. Up and down, up and down, moaning and groaning and writhing in pleasure. “Oh no, I’m going to cum! Fuck without touching myself, Oh God, Oh God Oh……” He pumped up and down, faster and faster; then with a mighty down-ward push that nearly sent Grahame through the bed he shot his young warm juices all over Grahame’s chest and face. He fell forward onto his own cum and rubbed it in with his body. He licked Grahame’s face clean. As he was licking up his own cum, “I fucking love your thick cocks guys” he said. “Def wanna ride them again if you’re around next week”

An update for drscorpio ;-) A couple of days passed since Ross’s humiliation and with Liam ignoring all of his attempts at contact he is now firmly part of our relationship by simply not leaving. Not that we are complaining having a fit lad share our bed especially as he is permanently horny and looking to plant his Poz seed in any hole. A face-to-face sit down discussion about our feelings for one another, future plans and perhaps most importantly, what to do now we are all Poz was emotionally charged with shouting, laughing and tears. Long story short, Grahame contrite and full of apologies tried to promise to “be a good boy and be monogamous” between us but he and I both knew that would never happen and with a joint bank account and mortgage we were as good as married so agreed to a trial ‘open’ arrangement. Liam on the other hand was the exact opposite, being younger he had romantic ideals of first love not knocked out of him by the rigors of heartbreaks and so could not and would not forgive Ross for cheating. Days passed for weeks and bit by bit Liam moved more of his things in to our house and with communication with Ross limited to a minimum due to the rawness of feelings. I’m almost certain he dragged moving items out so he could wait to see if Ross ended-up 'pregnant'. Liam kept trying to time his visits to when the flat would be empty…that was until he found Ross in bed hacking cough, drenched in sweat, frozen cold, burning up and shivering all at once. Even though he felt like crap, Ross held out his arms for a reassuring cuddle, some human contact…or was it a more basic craving for more of that potent cock? “Please Lee?” “You always thought with that piece of meat between your legs and driven by your slutty hole, look where that has gotten us now. I loved you once, I can’t do it again” Liam’s resolve however was broken by the pleading in Ross’s eyes by sitting down and pulling him into a hug and that hug led to… …After Liam left Grahame received a series of text messages. He drove over. We fucked, hard, angry hard. I was not 100% into it coz felt so shitty. But I was rewarded with two more loads of that magic jizz. Afterwards he held me as another hot flash/chill cycle began. It felt so good having someone hold me as I sweated and shook with chills. I fucked up and he got revenge as clearly there is a viral war underway though out my body. Guess that war was started by the man who held me so gently just now feeling the results of his virus invading me. When Liam finally got ‘home’ he jumped in the shower and for ages let the water cleanse his guilt and once in bed with us for the first time there was no connection by hard cocks in our spooning. I was too choked to speak, jealous, pissed that he had fucked Ross and simply hurting for the situation we were all in. It was Grahame who spoke first, calmly and in a round about way letting Liam know we knew what had happened. “We hear Ross has come down with flu” “Yep, got what he deserved. Good night.” “Hey c’om you can’t leave it there” I managed to get out, “How do you feel about Ross now he’s ill?” “I, I, I’m confused part of me is soooo happy the shit had it coming to him, whilst part of me is sad we are finished” there’s a pause; my heart is thumping in my chest. ”But mostly I am super excited about us!” We rollover for a group hug and as Liam wriggles free says, “I don’t know what happen, I could not help myself Ross wanted comforting and all I did was fuck his brains out”, and with a cheeky grin, “Twice! I got off on knowing I'm impregnating him with my poz sperm and that will find its way into all the other men that Ross fucks.” “I’m sorry guys I feel like I cheated on you” and the tears began to flow Strangely a boy in tears I find erotic as my dick pumped with each heartbeat to full size on a mission I roll Liam on to his side as Grahame kisses and tweaks, pulls and pinches his pert nipples. A sharp “Ooch” lets him know it’s too hard but it’s my signal to push inside his welcoming asshole nice and smooth followed with urgent rapid thrusting, his deep satisfied moaning tells me I’m hitting the right places too, which means it's almost impossible for me not to shoot. After about 10 or 15 minutes of the most intense fucking, I can't hold out any longer and shoot rope after rope of toxic jizz. I’m so turned on that I stay hard particularly as every time I slid back in we could hear these amazing sloppy squishy noises. Soon after, I feel his ass muscles clamp down on my oozing cock as he fires off all over Grahame the bed sheets and himself. As I pull out, a little cum dribbled out of his used hole, it’s nice to know this bottom shot a load so big some of it was spilling out of his hole. We collapse in a sticky heap, don’t bother to clean up or shower but well set-up for a good night’s sleep

“Ummm nice sloppy hole…Do you think he needs a raw poz cock in his ass?” asks Liam We respond immediately. “Fuck yeah, want to see your poz cock sliding in his cunt…Can’t wait to see his face when you flood his guts.” Liam has Ross, his boyfriend of two years, immobilized …controlled …powerless …helpless…his mind fucked up and now for the first time he’s going to fuck its hole with his newly positive meat. As he pushes his big, thick 9-inch cock in, not ramming it in, but not exactly slowly either. He just pushed in steadily and forcefully, his fat cock muscling any flesh out of its way until Liam’s well-trimmed pubes were scratching his boyfriend’s ass. “Fuck yeah, love that hole,” he grunted, and started to fuck, he slowly started pumping in and slowly out, he was paying attention how all the warm fluids squished around his cock. Ross was so full of cum it sprayed froth everywhere on the out stoke “Damn, boy! Got a ten-day load I need to blow” Ross cocked his head to the talk, as if somewhere in the back of his mind he recognized that voice but to fog his brain once more Liam had started moving his hips harder and faster. His lust levels were sky high with his urge to breed. Now that he didn't have to worry, he had to breed. He wanted to breed. And breed right now. He started pushing in as deep as possible into Ross. Grahame has his phone out recording the pozzing then disappears tapping out texts. By the way Liam was pounding that ass, I knew he couldn't wait to unload, his breathing was getting ragged and I could see sweat flying as his full balls slapped against his boyfriend’s ass. “Get ready for my load” huffs Liam. Ahhh! That desperate urge to cum…and we are all surprised by the reply “That’s what I’m for, Daddy, enjoy using me.” That was enough to push him over the edge as he slammed balls-deep and stopped, his balls pulled up when he blew, the most recent member of the brotherhood’s strain shot out of his piss slit like Exocet Missiles firing his virus in to the punctured lining of Ross’s ass and guts. He sighed in satisfaction, feeling the warmth of his cum push deeper as he scraped of his fingernails down His boy’s back as he trembling in orgasmic release grunting as his cock stopped pulsing. Liam fell forwards propping himself up on his elbows his mouth next to Ross’s right ear, “You’re well fucked now mate!” Again, the head twitched and we could see his brow crease in recognition, “Hope you enjoyed the leaving do…time for a new flat mate ‘coz this one’s checking out!” Ripping all nine inches out in one swift action followed by a river of pink streaked cum. “Awww werrr…. fuck! Lee, Lee is that you? Fuck Noooooooooooo. Lee, Lee I’m sorry oh fuck” as he struggles to break free from his shackles making the rope bite into his flesh and as he continues to thrash more skin is torn from his wrists and ankles. “Please Lee let me explain” more wriggling….” Fuck! How do I get out of here? Please someone” As he starts to wail and sob apologies all Ross hears is the footsteps as we walk away. We group hug to make sure Liam is OK knowing we have witnessed the end of his relationship, “Yeah I’m all good, I knew he was cheating, yet funnily enough I was cool with that it’s all those lies that I can’t deal with…all day has been building up to me telling him to fuck off, now it’s done I feel fine!” adding, “especially with you guys support” I admit it, I’m certainly in lust with, if not love with Liam and before asking Grahame, I blurt out “Move in with us, y’know friends with benefits!” “sweet” is his answer but he’s already answered with his massive cock immediately boning up in anticipation, in fact we’re all ready to go again, but wait, there’s knocking at the door, “Ah, right on time, it’s Pitor and his friends to continue with Ross where we left off” says Grahame. For Ross, still cussing and his body heaving as he sobs into the bedding, now does have a stranger behind him. The 6’5” Pole has no fat on his alabaster white body that makes his 10inch cut cock, with next to no pubic hair, look obscenely huge. In his thick accent, he tells Ross, “when I heard we had a cheating negative boy all tied up ready to be raped my friends and I couldn’t keep away. Share the toxic HIV strain that infected your friends with another buddy” He pushed his cock slowly all the way down, and then started ramming like Ross was a piece of meat. "nice, I love the sloppy seconds or thirds" It must have been sooo painful at first but he couldn't say anything other than make strange noises because he had a cock ramming his mouth. The three guys swapped places between his ass and mouth for at least 30 minutes. Whilst we make arrangements for Liam to move in we hear one of the strangers grunt as he pushed his big cock deeper and dumped his load deep inside, then another foreign voice, Pitor’s?, adds "Fuck I want to cum! That’s my good little boy, daddy’s gonna knock you up tonight…Let your POZ daddy ride that ass." It took him less than five minutes before blasting his load pushing the loads yet deeper in Ross’s guts, "Take IT, more POZ cum for your ass!” with real emphasis on IT and POZ to embed in his brain. The last guy must have had bull balls ‘coz all we could hear was the constant slapping as they smacked against Ross’s ass, “I…like…look in your eyes…. you see biohazard tattoo…on chest…. makes me harder…Aaaarrrrgh” We are gob smacked when Ross responds with, "More, give it to me. Oh fuck, I love it. Give me more." So we run into the bedroom for the finale "Getting close” smack, smack, smack, “I'm going to shoooooooooot” "Give it to me. Shoot it into me. Fuck I want your Poz load, fucking knock me up" Ross pants quickly followed by, “Oooowe fuck cuuuummmming” as the last of his negative loads are pushed out and we watch mesmerized as the huge hairy balls are rested on Ross’s ass as the guy had bottomed out, was not moving, but his body and cock continued flexing, doubtless oozing more and more poz cum into the completely wrecked hole. He withdrew leaving a flood of cum all over Ross’s ass. They untied the sweaty cum covered Ross and, leaving me and Liam alone in the lounge, order Ross to get out of the house. As exhausted as he was, filled with a gallon of high viral cum, his ripped ass and mouth in pain from the hour of constant poking, he wobbly got up off the bed, gathered his stuff, struggled to get in some clothes and left head bowed without saying a word. Hope it matched his dream rape fantasy!