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The leather bar was crowded with guys in leather or rubber wearing chaps, long and short ones, jocks, different colors of hanky’s and a couple wearing collars. I was more the shy submissive type, but open for erotic scenes with the right person or atmosphere. I was wearing jeans and a T-Shirt, yet still looked cool since I have a nice body, at 6’2, 210 lbs, with a nice bubble butt and 9 inch package, which was hidden in the jeans. After checking the scene trying not to feel uncomfortable, the bartender said, I would have more fun in a hot outfit, so why not check-out the store in the back; he was nice enough to give me a 50% discount card to entice me to go there. After the last sip of beer, I headed to the shop. It was the usual; kind of small with 2 rows of fetish clothes, toys from the small to XL dildo’s & plugs, masks, blindfolds, magazines, lubricants, restraints and so on. I walked about, checked a few prices and admired one of the largest dildos. The sales clerk was hot looking dressed in black rubber chaps, jock, and rubber tank top. He came over to chat and check out what interested me, asking if I liked big toys with a smile. I said yeah, but probably not this big. You never know if you do not try, and asked if I liked anything else in the store. He noticed I liked what he was wearing and eyed me up and down; I think I can find something that would fit you and your character he said. He stated it would be the perfect outfit for me. He saw my hesitation and nervousness and walked to the door and closed it. Smiled and led me to a row of rubber clothes. He picked the short thigh high chaps with two brown stripes down the sides. He convinced me to try them with a bit of protest. The changing area was in the corner with a 3 sided mirror and no curtain. Standing naked, my totally smooth body and shaved cock, balls, and ass surprised him. I had worked my nipples over the years and they were thick and long protruding about a ½ inch. He said I was full of surprises with a wink. He squirted lotion in his hand and massaged my shoulders, back and chest. This helped me slide a very tight rubber tank which only had a small strip of rubber in the middle chest area up to the collar over my head. He chose one which was one size too small which cut under my chest pushing muscle and fat up making it seem as if I had tits and leaving my hard puffy nipples exposed. To finish this off, he pulled more muscle and fat tissue up making more of my tits hang over the tight black rubber tank top. I was getting horny and felt sexy with my cock leaking precum, which he of course noticed. Again the clerk greased his hands and rubbed my thighs and ass, I moaned as his finger hit my hole. The lotion helped the chaps slide up my thighs and fit very snug and under my butt checks. As I looked into the mirror, I could see my bubble butt more pronounced and my tits hanging nice against the black rubber. I liked how white my tits and ass looked against the black rubber. The clerk added a studded rubber collar around my neck and rubber wrist bands with one an orange stripe and the other with a brown stripe. I looked more than hot, but told him I was uncomfortable with the brown and orange strips, which signaled I was into scat and anything goes. He spoke soft and slowly and told me how hot I was, his hands caressed my ass and I slowly bent over. He mentioned how submissive I had become and told me to stay bent over and wait. I could see him in the mirror as he came back holding a fat butt plug with a rubber tube. He was again surprised that the butt plug went into my ass fairly easy, and I moaned loudly to show my pleasure. He began pumping the ball attached to the tube. Instead of inflating I felt hot liquid being squirted in my hole. The plug stayed in my hole as he led me to a chair and told me to sit in a direct manner. I sat down with the plug going in further. He came back with some boots and a rubber jock also with an orange stripe, and asked if I was having fun. The smile on my face said yes, and I felt tingly, warm and relaxed all over. He said my hole could take more than he thought, and I nodded in agreement. As a final touch he had a little dye kit and proceeded to dab my nipple area making a reddish/brown 1.5 inch wide areola. He said it would last 2-3 days even if wet. From another bag he produced a fake tattoo which said PIG and pasted it on my right ass check as I stood up. He said I would make a hot pig slave and asked if I wanted to smoke some T which he had already gave me in my ass. I nodded and we walked to a little storage room where we smoked, or I should say I did. I wanted to stop, but he kept lighting another pipe. I was feeling relaxed and losing all inhibitions as seconds ticked by. He took out the plug and showed me a rubber latex glove. I smiled and bent over to the sounds of latex stretching over his hand and a plastic bottle squirting lube. He handed me some poppers as I felt his fingers at my hole. Normally it takes time to fist me, but he kept the pressure on and pushed hard as I banged forward against the wall. I was gasping and hitting more poppers as his fist past my sphincter. He said to breathe and take and big popper hit. His fist was going half way out and back in as I started to accept and relax. He said to take a deep popper breath up to five seconds, hold it, a repeat 5 times. He counted the popper hits as my head spun. He yanked his fist out and I yelled as he punched it back in hard making me hit the wall in front of me again. He repeated this and after 5 of these hard thrusts his rhythm slowed as he easily fisted me my loose asshole. I was catching my breath and coming down from the poppers as he stopped and he patted my ass. He said he likes sub guys with hungry holes which I took as a compliment. My hole felt the cool air as it stayed a bit open and we shared a few more T hits. I put on my jock, looked at myself in the mirror. Fixed my hair, and was very pleased with orange and brown stripped rubber outfit, tits sticking out with large fat reddish/dark nipples, and a protruding bubble butt. The clerk said the clothes and poppers are on the house, kissed me and put a handful of lube in my ass and said he wanted to dominate me later, I responded with smile and left. I reentered the bar area, walked straight through the crowd, who defiantly noticed a tall guy wearing a collar, pig tattoo with large man tits & nipples and bubble butt looking for attention. The beer tasted good and the bartender complemented me on my outfit, and said love the tits. The rubber tank top pushed them up nice and I could squeeze a large handful. I walked to the side of the bar, leaning a little forward thrusting my ass out. Guys would walk by, pinch it, and a few complimented me on my outfit and colors telling me to follow them to the darkroom downstairs. The T hits took care of my shyness as hands rubbed my butt. As a few fingers found my well lubed hole, they would hmmm and say niicceee and I parted my legs wider, teasing them, moaning as fingers darted over my ass and into my hole. I was amazed how this outfit attracted so much attention. One guy got close to me, whispered in my ear, tongued it, and slowly stuck his long neck beer bottle in my ass, took it out licked it and said he’d wait for me downstairs. I was feeling great, as I walked shaking my ass to the stairs leading to the darkroom. It was dimly lit with a TV showing porn in the far corner. I could barely see shadows of guys. It smelled musky and I could hear butt slapping and heavy breathing sounds. Few guys were on their knees giving blowjobs and others standing against the walls. I walked about and noticed a bed with plastic covers and a few partitions with guys behind them get blow jobs. In the distance I heard more guys coming down stairs. The room was filling up covering what little light there was. I bumped into a sling hanging from the ceiling. It was dark, but I could just see a bit as my eyes adjusted. I stood by the sling taking off my jock and took a few loud hits of poppers which others could hear as I snorted. I felt a hand then a second and maybe a third on my ass, I moaned signaling that I liked it. Other hands pinched my nipples and pulled them hard while I felt a warm mouth on my cock. I said oh yeah, yeah numerous times, moaning, wiggling my ass, opening my mouth as a tongue hit my tongue. Fingers kept going in and out of my hole, sometimes 1, 2, 3, and 4, roughly stretching my hole in the darkness. I was being kissed hard as I felt pressure against my hole and I took a big loud popper hit which signaled I want more. I spread my legs apart and felt a pop as the unknown fist slid up my asshole. Before I knew it I was being raised up with a fist in my ass and placed in the sling; my legs put into stir-ups. I was still moaning and saying yeah, oh yeah. I could see the silhouettes of guys at my side stroking their cocks and the one fisting me. They could hear me taking more popper hits. My hole was making loud sloppy noises as the fister was turning his hand from side to side, in and out. The slings chains were creaking as I was swaying forward and back being fisted slowly. I heard the sound of a squeezed plastic bottle and felt cool lotion all around my hole. Someone stretched my arms back to the side and fastened them to the sling. The stir-ups were moved wider apart allowing better access to my hole. I was completely tied spread eagle at their mercy. My breathing was heavy as I said, poppers, poppers. I felt a capsule under my nose, and the guy said sniff hard which I did, but he said harder and I felt a stinging sensation in my nostril, then another capsule was in my left nostril which I greedily sniff in my hazed state. This was repeated once more when I heard the guy say that ought to do it as he put the T away. My head was held still as a very wet pooper ball was being inserted in each nostril. My head was spinning, I was in a dark haze, breathing heavy and saying oh yeah numerous times as the fister slowly fisted me asshole. My fat nipples were being pulled hard, and two guys were taking turns fisting me, switching left hand to right hand, from slow to fast from punch fisting to slow fisting. The poppers were hitting me hard and I could feel more pressure every second or third punch and then gasped as two fists were jammed in my hole. My body bucked back and forth, they guys told me to breathe slowly while my ass accepts both fists. They also were calling me a pig, squirting more lube in my ass. My nipples were still being pulled as the sling began to move back and forth very slowly. The double fists slowly moved forward and back, only half way out and back in. Stretching my sphincter more than ever and finally the fisting stopped, and the fists were removed. My hole felt the cool air as it stayed partially open. The sling stopped moving, popper balls were taken out of my nose, and I was being kissed forcefully and a warm mouth was on my cock. I was again moaning as a cock entered my stretched out hole. Someone lit a cigarette or a pipe and I could see a long haired tattooed guy fucking my hole and said he had taken T all day and will piss up my hole. Again I felt the warm and tingling sensation. Tied spread eagle to the sling I could not move as two more guys pissed up my hole giving me more T sending my head spinning The sling chains were making noise; instead of being released the front of the sling was being raised at an angle. A light in the distance was turned on, giving a bit more light. I could see a guy taking a large scoop of Crisco and spreading around and in my hole. It felt cool and nice. A pipe appeared in front of my mouth and my balls were squeezed so I inhaled deep and was told to hold it for 30 seconds. This was repeated 3 or 4 times. The smile returned to my face as capsules filled with T was given to each nostril. I was getting off being told what a pig I was as 2 wet popper balls entered my nose again. I opened my mouth wide trying catch a fresh breath of air, but a rubber ball with a strap was placed in my mouth and strapped around my head. This made sure I inhaled poppers with each breath. I could see the grin by the guy smearing large amounts of Crisco and J-Lube from a bottle on my hole. He was grinning as he was lubing his hands and arms. My butt was angled down so he could push straight and up as the sling swayed upwards. I was flying enjoying his fingers. He was telling me to let loose, relax, let the body take it. He was going deep and the poppers were beyond belief. My hole was opening up as he was so gentle. I did not notice he was all the way to the elbow and a bit further as the sling swayed towards him. Others egged him on to fist the pig which turned me on. Pressure increased, but not as before, but I still gasped as his second fist entered my ass. My breathing was very heavy as new wet popper balls were added to each nostril. These popper balls were thicker and stretched my nostrils. Almost immediately my body was bucking and humping his fists. He took this as a signal to give me more. My tits and nipples were being pulled on harder than ever. Of course the guys around were calling me pig, slut pig, cunt, fucking pig whore. I was being punched fisted with two fists and with each sway of the sling my hole accepted more and more of double fisting and my nipples hurt from the stretching. Eventually, my hole gave up resistance and my hole accepted the double fisting with sloppy sounds with each thrust. The noise from farting air, sloppy lube sounds were turning me on and all I could do was moan and meet each thrust. The sling was moving quickly back and forth, as my hole was being abused. My ass was stretching wider as the motion of the sling forced the double fists further in my ass. The onslaught finally stopped and my hole gaped open. Lighters were used to get a good look. I laid my head back, breathing poppers slowly in and closed my eyes. The long haired tattooed guy came back, fingered my sloppy hole, and inserted his fist easily without resistance and he slid his cock along side is hand. He held his cock in my hole while he pissed in my ass while others watched. The Sales clerk was there who whispered in my ear, that I was incredible. The lights came on and he announced it was 4:00 and the bar is closed. A few guys complained, but all slowly went upstairs. I was still hooked in the sling and closed my eyes and enjoyed being naked spread eagle and feeling cool air on my gaping hole. I found out later the sales clerk said he was my master to the guys upstairs and would have a private after hours party for only kinky dominate guys. In essence he pimped me out for $50 for each person that wanted to party. The guys that stayed went into the shop for supplies and come down the stairs. Six guys entered the lit darkroom wearing black rubber masks totally naked. The lights were dimmed, but I could see pretty well, and they looked hot as hell. The clerk came over to me. He also looked hot in the black rubber mask, and said from now on to call him master and I was his slave, who will do anything he says or he would punish me. I said yes master. He unhooked me from the sling, and helped me up. I was shaky, piss and lube was running out of my ass. I was led over to the bed where larger dildo´s awaited my ass. One was very tall, 20inches and 3 inches wide at the top and quickly went to 4 and then 5 inches. I was told to bend over as more lube was added. The dildo was on the floor as I then kneeled on it accepting the upper 3inch wider part easily. I was given a blind fold and left there for a few minutes. I heard the guys tell me to rock up and down, which I slowly did, but only 1 or inches went in and out. My master told me to hold out my arms. I heard other guys light lighters and snort which I assumed was for some T. Master told me I would be buzzing now as I felt a prick in my arm. The rush hit me quickly. A very strong warm sensation, which made we expel my breath. I felt more relaxed and horny than before. The blindfold came off and I heard my Master say to start filming. Here I was, six guys horned up, wearing black rubber masks and me on a fat dildo. As a final touch wet cotton popper balls were stuffed in my nose. Once the rush hit I was humping the dildo, grunting, trying to slide as much as I could down the dildo. The poppers were making my body buck up and down. A cock was stuffed in my mouth which I sucked noisily, gagging as it hit my throat. My mouth switched from cock to cock, grunting. They called me piggy names and I loved it, all the while the dildo was going deeper which I never noticed. Hands would hold the back of my head and they would gag me and throat fuck me. Two guys were fucking the guys I was sucking from behind, hot cum shot in my mouth and Master said to open my mouth to show the cum while they filmed me swallowing. One guy shot his load in the guys ass, and my Master said to eat the load out of the ass. I was grunting like a pig, as a shit covered cock was placed in front of me. I hesitated to suck it as a flogger from my master hit my backside. My mouth opened and the shit covered cock was pushed in. My lips wrapped around the shaft, it tasted bitter, as I cleaned it thoroughly, licking it clean. A hairy ass appeared which smelled of shit and I could see brown smear in the crack. My tongue was out of my mouth ready as I felt a hand on the back of my head pushing me between the dirty hairy crack. The popper balls in my nose hid the smell as I licked deep into the hole. Shit was on my mouth cheeks and chin as I looked up and closed my eyes as hot piss washed my face and I drank as much as I could to wash down any shit in my mouth. I was kneeling as my legs were pulled up and out in front of me. I screamed as my full weight was now on the dildo forcing my hole wider and I slide 5 inches down the shaft. My butt was stretched 5 inches wide and 15 inches deep. The guys were yelling for me to take it, and additional wet popper balls were added in my nose. I was smiling and wiggling my ass as the last inches went in. It was incredible feeling. I was a bit delirious as my Master laid me back on the bed which has plastic sheets. I laid back and the dildo would ease out a few inches, but a masked guy would slide it back in place. My legs were pushed over my head and spread wide apart. A rope from the ceiling came down to tie my legs over my head keeping my ass exposed which was stretched wide with the fully inserted dildo. My Master told one of the guys to go into the store and get the display dildo which he uses as a door stopper. In the meantime the tattooed guy was squatting over my face. I could see his puckered hole and heard the farting as his hole slowly opened. My mouth was open wide as he eased shit out which landed in the back of my throat. I hesitated to swallow until, master hit me with the flogger, but some still eased from my lips to the side of the bed. Master switched punishments and tied my balls tight with a ball stretcher. My balls were compacted and exposed which he abused until I started swallowing shit directly and quickly. The faster I swallowed the less I tasted. The display dildo has a rounded top which was a good 5inches wide, and widened to 6 and 7 inches and was tall as a table; I do not think it was meant to be used as a dildo. Master pulled the dildo out of my ass. It left a huge gaping hole. He asked if anyone need to piss and 3 guys proceeded to piss in my gaping hole. I was more than high and the T piss just added to it. More lube was added to my hole; my hole gave little resistance to my master piston fisting and double fisting me as a warm up for the display dildo. He held the massive dildo with both hands and placed the dildo at my hole and pushed forward and I pushed out, when I stopped pushing out it went in a few centimeters. Other guys were rubbing my stomach, pulling my nipples; the stretch in my hole was not painful, as I was totally relaxed from T and loose. I would grunt and push out numerous times as my master kept the pressure on. The guys were quiet as my hole stretched wider. I totally relaxed my legs apart as the massive dildo was moved 3 inches forward and back. One of the masked guys took the back end of the dildo while my Master kneeled over me with his balls and cock on my nose. I could see his hole puckering as a fart exited. My tongue licked his asshole as he squeezed out a long thick hard log. My mouth opened wide, and the shit filled it completely. He put more popper balls in my nose and told me to bite it off. I sucked on the warm log and bite it and chewed as fast as possible and swallowed a large amount. My legs were still tied wide and back over my head, the massive dildo was rocking back and forth 3-5inches in and out. My hole was adjusting while guys were filming, petting my cock and balls, petting and licking my nipples. Master said good slave while I swallowed the first part of the log and gently patted my forehead and said good slave as my mouth opened for more shit. The tattooed guy mixed a hard T slam which further sent me to the edge. Master got up, picked some shit off the plastic, put it in my open mouth and inserted the rubber ball gag in my mouth and strapped it around my head. He ordered the guys to untie me and pick me up and make sure the dildo stays in my ass, which was only 6 inches in me, to the sling. He turned the music up, gave me more popper balls, and tied my legs spread apart and hands to the sling. The dildo was crotch height and Master held it there as a big strap-on. He moved his hips back and forward, the sling swayed back and forth, my weight in the sling made it come backwards quickly which Master pushed against sending the dildo further in my hole and the sling rocking forward. I was grunting loud and the guys were yelling to take it. My eyes were large; the rubber gag forced me to breathe through the wet popper balls, with each deep breath I was sent to popper heaven. My hole stretched further as the fucking rhythm was increased. Sloppy noises were coming from my ass as he took it all out and forced it back in. My hole stayed gaped open for each thrust. My hole was being ruined and I was enjoying the perversion of it. The party was soon over as I lay still, tired, in the sling. Guys were leaving; I was untied, and helped to stand up. My master brought a bucket of water and gave me a sponge bath. It felt nice as the warm water washed my body from head to toe. My butt was still gaping since I could feel the sponge dropping in my hole as it passed over it. I walked slowly upstairs to put on my jeans and shirt. The tattooed guy, whose name was Jim, was still there and said he, lived around the corner where I could rest. I agreed and was soon at his apartment and on the bed lying on my stomach, resting my head on the pillow. The T was still making me relax and I enjoyed Jim massaging my shoulders, back, butt and legs. His hand would pass over my hole and I would wiggle my ass and moan. His fingers reached my hole and my butt lifted upwards signaling him to enter my ass. We stayed in bed for the rest of the day massaging my hole. At some point Jim was on his stomach, my face was deep in his crack placing my lips around his asshole, he was moaning, and the more I sucked he knew what I wanted as shit eased out. I kept my face in his crack and ate his entire load. Our lives changed as I am a slave to two dominate perverted masters. They keep my hole stretched which is now has a 3 inch long slit like a pussy and my diet contains daily shit. I look forward to each day offering my ass and mouth for them to use.

I was in the mood to be a slutty pig the other night so I logged on to see what kind of trouble I could get into. I’m a 35 year old guy with a pretty nice body and a bubble ass that I love to get filled up. I started smoking some tina and got horny as fuck. Thought it would be fun to get on ICUII and smoke on cam and jack off. I did that and this dude from Atlanta hits me up and says you should come over. I told him I was in the mood to be blindfolded and whored out as a cumdump and he said “no problem” and tilts the camera up to show me his sling. I threw on a pair of shorts and hopped in the car with my dick out jacking for the whole 15 minute drive. I got there and he lets me in his place and says “do you mind if the webcam is up?” Hell no I don’t mind! I put on a black tank top and a jockstrap and hopped in his sling with my ass pointed towards the camera. Then the dude says “Do you slam?” Oh HELL yeah…this is gonna be a fun time. I told him of COURSE I slam, but he better be prepared to get me loaded up good. He puts the needle in my arm and shoots me up and immediately I get that feeling where for a second I think its gonna be too much. I do the cough thing and then wait a second while I realize its going to be OK. Immediately I start fingering my hole and begging to get filled. My whole field of vision gets blurry as the tina hits me and I realize I am shoving 3 fingers in my hole and incoherently babbling about wanting poz cum and piss running out of my ass. The piss thing turns him on so he shoves his dick in and unloads a big load of poz tina piss in my ass. Then he takes a big black butt plug and shoves it in so all that piss stays in my hole. Keep in mind this is all on camera and by the time he does all this, when he turns around he has like 4 messages from guys who wanna come unload in my piss filled ass. I’m laying there fucking horned as fuck with a buttplug holding a load of poz piss in my ass and he tells me there are guys on the way to come fill me with seed. I ask him if I can be blindfolded so I won’t even see the guys. When I slam, I don’t give a fuck who unloads in my hole…as long as I am getting cum. He puts the blindfold on and tells me there is a big black dude on his way who wants to fuck a piss filled ass. The black dude comes in and sees me blindfolded in the sling and I hear him mumble “hot man. He partied up?” Of course my host guy tells him yes and that seems to turn him on even more. He pulls the buttplug out of my ass and the shoves his raw dick in as fast as possible so as to keep the piss in there. He starts fucking me and I can feel piss running all down my ass and on to the floor. I hear the doorbell ring and it’s a second guy. He comes in and I start sucking him while the black guy Is pounding my hole. Pretty soon the black guy asks me if I want his poz cum. Hell yeah! He shoves it all the way in and unloads. Load #1. The second guy takes his place and only fucks for a minute or two before unloading. Nice. Load #2. They leave and its quiet for a few minutes and all I hear is the guy typing on the computer. Meanwhile my slutty ass is up in the sling, flying fuckin’ high from the slam, and scooping cum out of my hole with my fingers and eating it. I’m moaning about how I want more cum and the guy says “I got 2 more coming for ya”. The two other guys get there almost simultaneously and I don’t know anything about them. Once fucks me for like 10 minutes and blows a load. The next guy felches my hole for a little bit and feeds me some of the cum from my ass and then shoves in and blows his load too. Loads #3 and 4. I have no idea what they looked like. Its been about an hour since the slam and I am tweeking like mad. I keep fingering my hole and licking the bug juice off my fingers all the while turned on even more knowing it is on webcam. I vaguely remember being fucked a 5th and a 6th time and getting those loads but I was so damn high then its all kind of a vague memory. But somewhere in there I got loads #5 and 6. After the 6th guy there’s kind of a lull so I take the blindfold off. I asked him if he had and dildos so I could play with one while he was getting more guys. He pulls out a pretty monster sized one and asked if that would work. FUCK YES. I shove the dildo in and out for a little while on cam and that gets another guy interested. This time I leave the blindfold off and see him when he comes in. Big Latino guy. Kinda chunky but in a muscley sort of way…but with a thick beer can dick. He fucks me for a little while but I think the dildo (and the cum filled ass) is really what turned him on and after a while I feel him start shoving in 3 fingers, then 4…then trying to fist me. One of my biggest turn ons is getting fisted with a hole full of cum and my hole is so loose and sloppy by this point that I open right up for him. FUCK…I am getting fisted with 6 loads of cum in my ass! After he gets my hole opened he pulls his hand out and cum fucking GUSHES out of my ass. The host guy is underneath the sling and licks some of it up as its running out. That’s too much for me and I shoot a huge load into the Latino guy’s mouth. After that the host guy said he had to go so I had to get up and leave. I was there maybe 3 hours and of course now am so horned (even after cumming) that I barely know what to do with myself. I ended up heading to one of the bookstores here and propping my ass up against a gloryhole. I took 5 more loads there (I think…it’s a little vague) for a total of 11 cumloads up my ass in about 6 hours. Of course with the slam I was up awhile longer and did more but that’s a story for another time. This part though, in the sling, slammed up, getting fisted with an ass full of poz cum on webcam, was definitely the hottest part. REPLIES That was a hot story. The first time my ex-bf and I partied he slammed me because I had never done it before. He then did it himself and we had a wild weekend. He wound up pissing in my hole twice and shot about 15 loads in my ass the whole weekend. It's like his cock was meant for my hole it felt so fucking good. It was a great experience getting slammed. I really want to try a bootybump while taking a load of piss and cum. I hope to find some party guys out here in Phoenix. My bf was the one who got the stuff for us. I miss my girl Tina. I love to slam. The first time a poz guy I know did the first slam. Then he fucked me, his buddy fucked me then they got two black guys around and I got their loads too. After I left there I spent 12 hours at the porn stores taking many more loads Chasrebel hot stories! i slamm when i can, but need the help of others to do it. it is such a rush, and i love it when a point is mixed for me - not knowing how strong it is until it's too late. my slamm'n buddy and i got together for my first group session about a year ago. i told him in past party sessions about my ultimate fantasy, which was to take an unknown amount in a point. and as the rush flows over me, and i cough, falling back as all the perverted things i've wanted to do but always to worried to actually do. then, out of now where, several guys enter the room talking about all the piggy things they're going to use me for, and then start to tear off any clothes i still have on. by this time i'm flying high, too high to think about anything but cock and cum, and all the ways i want to be used! This group all take turns, and my buddy the host, farms my hole out to anyone and everyone who can get there. all the while i'm taking tweeked up piss and poz cum with a big grin and a desire for more! my buddy made it happen once. but its hard to replicate that scenario again. although anyone out there is welcome to try. hit me up at @yahoo.com if interested in more. i live in denver, colorado. PS, would love to trade vids or pics of party play!!! Inserted from <http://bugshare.net/cgi-bin/discus/board-auth.cgi?lm=1270621052&file=/2063/417101.html>

I met Brad on-line about five years ago. I was a curious horny young gay boy fresh out of the closet. I'd found myself hooking up a lot. I'd always insisted on a condom and found that the majority of the time I used one. But there were those few occasions a persistent guy would get his raw cock deep in me. OMG it felt fucking great. As soon as they bred my hole I'd feel instant regret and fear. Then I started up a chat with this hottie on a bareback website I had stumbled upon. We began to talk about how hot it was to take raw cock and that we both secretly loved the feeling of a stranger pumping his load into us. We talked almost nightly through instant messaging. Before long we were encouraging each other to take loads. I was always scared to actually go through with it with just anyone. I must have asked the first few guys about their status half a dozen times before I actually hooked up with them. One of my hook ups introduced me to partying. It was a moment during my early barebacking days that I was starting to revert back to safer sex. I was repulsed at the idea of doing any sort of drug. I wasn't even much of a pot smoker. But he convinced me just to try it. He shows up at my door. He so didn't look like his picture. He was much older. But he was still rather attractive and had a very nice bulge in his shorts. I led him into my room. He immediately sat his bag down and began to pull out his pipe followed by a torch. I knew he was bringing dope but I guess it hadn't occurred to me how we would be doing it. He lit the pipe up. I noticed that the bowl had a very large amount of Tina in it. He took a large hit and let out a large cloud of smoke. I was in awe. I was scared. I was intrigued. He groaned a little and asked if this really was my first time to party. "Yeah", I said. "Don't worry baby, first hit and a cap of this G, you're going to be taking my cock all night". He put the pipe up to my lips and basically told me how to inhale. He lit the pipe and I watched as the substance began to melt. I was inhaling slowly and steadily as he had told me. The vapor quickly shot through the stem and into my mouth and lungs. He said "Keep going baby. That's it" I continued to inhale. I was half expecting it to be like pot. I thought I might start choking. But this was really smooth. I really didn't feel anything. After a moment I took in all I could. I put up my hand to signal him to stop. He pulled the pipe away and I exhaled. It wasn't quite the large cloud he let out, but looking back, it was respectable. I began to tingle a bit. My cock instantly started leaking precum. I felt GREAT. The he handed me a cap full of something he had poured from a Gator aide bottle. I didn't think twice about downing the substance. "That's going to hit you in about 15 minutes or sooner. Its great shit" He said We chit chatted a bit. I noticed I was talking extremely fast and as each minute past I grew desperately horny. "Fuck I need that big cock. This shit is great. All I feel is the need to have cock in me" I said. "Good, cause I want to fuck your cute ass. You're going to be leaking my nut out of that pussy all day tomorrow" "Oh, well see I normally take it with a rubber" "I didn't bring any and honestly its a turn off when I'm high, let me fuck you bareback. I go soft with a rubber. I just took a Viagra and I want to make sure you're ass gets all the hard cock it can handle." I looked at his now exposed cock. It was large. He hadn't lied about that. It was about 8 inches and very thick. I feel silly now. I guess i thought I would see signs of an STD. Soon my own cock ass (aided by the chems in my system) gave in. "Okay, well fuck it. I rarely do this tho, but I can't help but want it. The idea of going raw is really a secret turn on." "Fuck yeah, you should do it more often. I love feeling my cock deep in a boys hole...just skin on skin." I didn't really needed to be convinced....just needed to get beyond that initial knee jerk reaction of saying no (A habit I didn't get out of until much later BTW...oh all the raw cock I could've had...*sigh*). He lubed his dick up with a little tube he had pulled from his bag. He spread my legs apart and soon was sticking his fingers in me to stretch me open and get me wet with his Eros. It felt great. I was starting to buck on his finger. I had my eye on his throbbing cock. There was a small stream of pre cum flowing down his shaft. I wanted it bad. "Fuck yeah...you got my dick hard. That ass is tight. Its not going to take long to breed your hole." He flipped me over and lined his dick up with my ass hole. I felt the pressure of his dick pushing into me. It was like being fucked for the first time. My head was swimming. My ass hole was hungry. He didn't go inside slowly. Once he popped past my hole he sank down inside of my ass. Normally I would have yelled out in pain. But I was in heaven. I didn't give a fuck that he was doing me bareback. I was actually more freaked out afterward how much I wanted it. I didn't think about stds or the bug (that comes later). I just wanted him to fuck me...hard. That's exactly what he did. He was fucking me with hard long thrusts. "Oh fuck yeah baby, that hole is fucking tight as shit. What a little whore you turned out to be. Taking that stranger cock raw. I'm going to get you high as fuck tonight and tear your ass all up. Take that cock you slut" I was bucking back to meet his hard thrusts. He was pounding me really hard. The slapping of our skin was audible in the room. He was hitting my prostate. My cock was leaking my pre nut all over the sheet. I was in heat. Soon he started gasping. "OH FUCK YEAH TAKE MY LOAD!!!" he yelled out I felt his large cock throb as he stopped thrusting. I could feel a warmth and wetness inside of my guts. I wanted to jerk off myself but my cock was limp from the Tina. He laid on top of me. He was exhausted.....I was hooked...I couldn't wait to tell Brad. (more to cum....I'll get to the bug chasing and the depths of my depravity in later stories...my first attempt so feed back would be threesome) Inserted from <http://bugshare.net/cgi-bin/discus/board-auth.cgi?lm=1270842365&file=/2063/357174.html>

Forced Slam It started out like any other Saturday night at the club, and on entering the building I thought 'Wow, why am I here?" When I arrived there was a group of about eight or nine guys standing round and I was not sure if they were all together. Most of them looked at me and I thought 'Fuck, nice guys - it would be nice to be fucked by one or any of them', but I honestly didn't think anything would come of being at the club, so I went to the bar ordered my vodka and soda. One of the guys I had been admiring brought it over to me, saying "Cheers, mate. Enjoy." Smiling, I walked off thinking 'Fuck, how hot was that. What should I do?' I looked over and they were all looking at me, making conversation with each other and pointing at me. A couple of guys raised their glasses to me in a mock salute, and took a sip of their drinks. Finishing my drink, I went the dunny to piss. Two of the guys followed me into the restroom, forced me into a cubicle, groping me and forcing me up against the wall. My head was racing and I was secretly hoping they would go further, and they did. Both guys forced their tongues into my mouth and one of the guys hocked a gob of spit into my mouth, saying "Yup - he's a pig! Do you want to come back and play with us?" Christmas was here. I could feel their hardness of their cocks pressing up against my crotch, and replied "Yeah, that would be great." One of the guys gave me a hint of what they had in mind when he asked "Would you be willing to let yourself be ours for the night, and use you as our pig?" Oh, man. What could I say? "Hmmm, okay, yeah, that would be great." With that he grunted "Good" as he forced me to my knees. Both guys simultaneously pulled-out their uncut cocks. I could smell them and I felt so giddy with excitement. He growled "Clean both of our ripe cocks", immediately forcing his tool into my mouth. "Mmmmm, nice pig" he said, adding "he'll do just fine" as I licked his tool, and cleaned under his foreskin, generally doing my best to pleasure him for about a minute or so. Then he withdrew from my mouth, and the other guy presented himself. The second guy's cock was a bit bigger than that of the first guy, and I gagged as I took him into my mouth. He grunted, saying "Good man. Clean my dirty cock 'cause we're gonna use you all night." After I cleaned both of their cocks they stood me up kissed me, and upon tasting their own cocks, one of the guys grunted "It's gonna be a good night," a sentiment to which his buddy agreed. Both of them again hocked another gob of spit, and one of the guys grabbed me 'round the neck saying simply "Let's go." We walked out of the club and back to their motel. En-route we chatted, which gave me a real sense of comfort. The guys told me where they were from, how long they would be in my town, and remarked they liked to play piggy. Arriving back at their hotel, which was in a major building in downtown, we rode the elevator up up to the 40th floor and entered their suite. 'Man', I thought, 'what a nice place' but honestly I didn't have time to take in the suite (or the view) because I was fixated on a sling that was set up in the middle of the room, a huge thick plastic sheet under it protecting the carpeting. My anxiety level rose, and sensing as much the guys rubbed my back, both giving me a hug, as one of them casually remarked "We would only do what you want, and certainly not force you to do any thing you don't want to do" in a voice that calmed my concerns. They got me a drink vodka and soda from the mini bar, and with our drinks, moved outside onto the balcony to smoke a joint and catch a smoke. They were touching me and groping me while we finished our drinks and i was thinking wow this is hot and i actually feel very horny thinking two hot guys both uncut going to fuck me i a sling. we went in side and they said how do u feel? I replied man i feel very funny and horny, good was their answer. they asked so u are right with us using you for our pleasure and i agreed yes. one guy stripped off and went to the chair putting on his leather chaps gloves and harness, while the other guy kissed me nuzzled my neck spitting in my mouth and undressing me. when he was undressed the other guy came over and took over doing the same thing to me while the he went and got undressed and changed in to leather. man I was so hard and horny my knees were week and i was felling like wow this is surreal. they made me put on a pair of their underwear stained after making me sniff and lick them and sad our last boi wore these that's why there is a whole in the arse and they stink of piss. they walked me in to the bath room and in to a huge shower forcing me to my knees an making me take their cocks in turn sucking them and forcing me to drink their piss. while i sucked one guy the other pissed in my hair and all over my body then changing. there was a knock at the door and one of the guys went to answer it and with much conversation and laughing I was unaware of what was going on. the guy pissing in on me asked how i was felling and I felt him know i was feeling fucking excellent and he said that was gr8 to hear as the G was working. I said oh is that what this feeling is. he said lets go and he walked me of after he rubbed in his piss and lightly dried my hair t his bedroom. he put on a mask wit no eyes and said relax. with that he pushed me sorta roughly to the bed and i was thinking oh fuck what have I done. i felt him put bands on my wrists and ankles and the bands made metal sounds, i knew instantly what it was. he joined my ankles together and put my legs in the air and my wrists in front of them and clasped them together. so now i had my legs in the air and my wrists in front keeping them up and pulled towards the foot of the bed and a big plastic wedge shoved under my arse. I was left alone i guessed as I heard a door shut quietly. it seemed like ages but I had this way euphoric feeling happening and it was a good feeling mixed with anxiety. in the back ground I could hear music and laughter by not only the two guys but a few more and could not discern how many. the door opened and I sensed some one beside me and smelt ripe cock. it hit my lips and I opened my mouth to receive yet another ripe cock lots bigger than before. once cleaned it was removed and I was give a bottle with a rubber tit on it to drink from the substance was warm and salty. it was all I had so I drank it and with in a few minutes i fell really weird. and another uncut cock in my mouth . this was so strong i did gag and the guy said good man I been saving my ripe cock for a pig like you for 7 days. with that he removed his cock made me drink from the tit bottle and the original guy was at my ear. he whispered to me saying that not only was there two other guys there but another 5 were cut an wanting to join in. i hesitated still felling like fucking horny and he noticed and said listen we wont do anything you don't want to just say no, that is the word for out. ok i said feeling a little better . he said listen this will make you feel better make your cock rock hard and u will relax, it will sting like a needle prick cause that is what it is. Instantly I knew what it was and thought oh fuck what have you done. before that thought was the tourniquet was applied the jab done and released. man I coughed like shit. they fed me the titted bottle and let me be for a minute while they spat on my u lifted arse and finger it, saying good man that's a real good man......... Inserted from <http://bugshare.net/cgi-bin/discus/board-auth.cgi?lm=1273804959&file=/2063/530348.html

Making My New Son * * * * * I dreamed this last night and had to get it down. I thought it was so hot, I actual shot a load in bed. I am still working on the final part of War Brothers, but wanted to get this done before I forgot it. * * * * * "Come on guys grab the fucker and hold him down. He's a strong fucker." I bellow out as the man I have selected to become my new son struggles to get free. My selections name is Aaron Blackman and he is the quarterback at the local high school. Since I am the assistant football coach at the school it was easy to stalk him. I have admired him not only on the field, but in the locker-room. He has a magnificent body and a cock and set of balls that would make a bull blush. I knew I had to have him the first time I saw his low hanging nuts swinging between his naked hairy legs. I knew what I wanted, but it wasn't easy finding it that is why when I saw Aaron I knew he was the one… well actually my cock knew before I did, but still. While Aaron may have been a young physical master piece with gorgeous blue eyes, he was academically dumb as a stump which was ok since I wasn't interested in his mind. Any way I knew this buck wasn't going to go down without a fight. Even with the four of us he was almost more than we could handle. But, finally we got the cuffs on his wrists and the ties around his ankles. We took a rest and enjoyed watching my beautiful new son struggle and try to break free. I considered drugging him, putting him out. But that wouldn't provide the experience that I wanted and I wanted him to have. Instead he would be drugged with Tina to help bring out his inner whore. That is the nice thing about Tina. Every man has an inner whore even when he keeps it under lock and key, but Tina can find it and help bring it out. Even this stud. After resting for a bit, we picked him up and carried him inside. Now we know he was going to scream, but as we were out in the middle of nowhere we are not concerned about him attracting attention, but it looked like it might rain and we didn't want him getting wet - at least not by rain. Once inside we placed him on a large rubber mat on the floor, unhooked his wrists and stretched them out to his left and right, re-attaching this wrists to loops in the concrete floor. Of course he tried to free himself, but with the four of us there to control him, and his legs still bound, we were more than a match for him. Once we had his arms secured we did the same with his feet, securing each one to a steel ring embedded in the floor. He was now spread out wide and certainly not going any where. Naturally he was also screaming, calling us names and threatening to kill us when he got free, but, that is to be expected and soon his tune would soon change. Then we cut his clothing off of him. Part of me was sorry we had to do this, as his clothing was very high end and quite nice, but it was part of his training. As we cut off each article of his clothing we showed it to him, and tossed it in a drum in which a fire was burning. "Why the fuck did you do that, those clothes were brand new and cost $400. You fuckers." Aaron screamed. "Oh, look guys. This stupid whore, who is about to be raped and turned in to our pet whore, is worried about his fucking clothes! Stupid fucker" I laughed loudly. The other guys joined in laughing. It took Aaron a minute for his brain to register what I had just said. His eyes grew wide and then he began to thrash about, trying to get away. "No - please don't rape me. Please I'm straight. I like girls. Please don't. I am so sorry. Come on guys I want to have kids, a family!" Aaron pleaded. "Oh, baby I've been looking for a stud like you for ages. You're going to become my son. You will love me. You will love your brothers, also. You will encourage us to use your body. You will take our cocks, cum, piss - and you will beg for it. You will be an obedient boy, and in return you will want for nothing" I said as we began to strip off our clothing. "NOOOOOO!!!!" Aaron screamed, but he also began to look over our bodies, one guy after the next. "What… What… are those scars?" Aaron asked in a shaky, but still angry voice. "Oh, you see all of these are my boys and all of them have been where you are now. They all started hot straight studs. Those scars are a sign of my personal adoption process. Well, that and…" I trailed off. "My god, that's unreal," Aaron said. "Aaron I want to be honest with you son" I started to say. "I am not your fucking son you sick faggot pervert and you are not my dad… fucker!" Aaron screamed. "As I was saying, you will not leave this place as you are. When you leave here you will be my son, I will be your new father, and these boys your new brothers. All of my boys here were once pussy-fucking straight boys, but, now they are full fledged homos. You will not leave here neg, either" I said. "You were all straight?" Aaron asked in disbelief. "Yep" my sons replied in unison. "Wait. Neg? What do you mean by neg?" Aaron asked. "You will not only be trained to love cock, cum, and piss, you will learn to love the feel of the male body as well as all of its flavors and treasures. Each of us is going to give you our baby or AIDS baby. As part of your adoption process to become a member of our family, you will be given HIV from each of us. You will from then on carry a part of us inside of you for however long you live. To put it another way, we are going to impregnate you with our AIDS babies" I explained. Aaron resumed screaming and thrashing, but to no end. It was pointless. He couldn't free himself - unless, of course, he chewed off his arms and legs. I pulled a small bag out of my pants' pocket. In the bag were several shards of crystal meth. I picked a nice large one, closed-up the bag and tucked it back in my pants' pocket. Walking between Aarons' legs and kneeling down, I looked him in the eyes. Seeing the panic in those eyes, I reached down and pressed the shard of crystal meth up into his asshole. I could feel him tighten his hole, hoping to keep me out, but I just pressed harder, until finally the pain caused him to flinch and in the meth popped. I made sure to push it in as deeply as I could, then stood-up, and smiled down at him. "Let's give him ten minutes and then we can start the party" I said to my sons. "What… What was that?" Aaron asked, his young, firm studly, body shaking. "That was hard drugs, baby. Tina. A booty bump. Crystal meth. It's going to help free your inner cock whore. It's will help you sail in to the wonderful world of faggot AIDS whore. It will help you become my son." I said, still smiling. I could see Aaron working his ass muscles, trying to push it out, but it was in too deep, and because of its crystalline texture wasn't moving. Finally he gave-up and started to sob. We stood around, stroking our cocks and saying dirty, nasty things about the boy on the floor. Out of curiosity I reached down, picked-up his wallet and looked in side. There were fifty dollars, and condom which naturally I threw in the fire drum. "You won't be needing that any more" I said. His wallet also contained his drivers' license, school ID card, a picture of (I suppose to be) his parents and two younger brothers. I put everything but his driver's license back in to his wallet. Well, that and the condom which, I'm sure, was completely consumed by this time. I looked at his driver's license and noticed he turned 18 three days ago. I put the wallet down so that when everything is done I could return it to him. We are here to rape him. To turn in to a faggot. To make him my son and give him our AIDS babies - not rob him. I could see that he was growing more hyper. His eyes were darting around, his breathing quicker. I reached down and felt his chest: it was defiantly hot. I knew the Tina was working. Taking hold of his beautiful cock, I gave it a couple of strokes. His body tensed-up and he groaned. "No, no, no. Don't, don't, don’t" He babbled. "Ok, we can begin. Mark and John - bring in the boys." I said to two of my sons. They in turn headed out the back door, returning holding the nine Doberman pinschers on leashes. A Aaron stared at the dogs. Kneeling by his head I said "Don't worry. This will almost certainly hurt like fuck at first, but then you will feel pleasure like you never thought possible, certainly much more pleasure than any woman's cunt could afford. Oh, and don't worry. The dogs may hurt you, but they have been well trained and will only go so far. Go ahead. Panic and scream, if you like. But, when you feel that pleasure of which I've told you, I want you to sing out with joy. Sing for me, son" I said and then stood-up, everyone moving away from Aaron. "Boys, TEAR!" I said. Mark and John released the leashes. The dogs rushed to Aaron and started nipping his body all over, his neck, head, face, groin and ass crack excepted. We stood by and watched, as Aaron screamed out in pain, the dogs nipping and pulling on his skin, causing small bloody wounds all over his body. I moved in between Aaron's legs and released them, positioned them on my shoulders, aligned my hard cock with his hole and slammed into him. He screamed even a bit louder as I raped his virginal hole, and the dogs worried his body. The wounds the dogs were causing were not deep. They would leave scars just as they did for my other boys. They would bleed and hurt a bit, at least until Aaron was utterly distracted my cock and the Tina booty bump. I slammed in and out of Aaron's hole. I could feel it tear and bleed. As I continued to rape my new boy, my older sons formed a circle around Aaron and begin to jack their cocks. After about 15 minutes, per their training, the dogs moved away from Aaron and lay down. I looked over and saw their dog cocks were rigid: they always got horny tearing into my new sons. Guess the dogs got off on the scene as much as my sons and I did. One by one my boys blew their loads, spraying their AIDS come on to Aaron's body, covering the bloody wounds with their poison seed. Once each had shot his load onto Aaron, they all knelt down and started to rub the cum into his wounds. Aaron was shaking hard: his mouth was moving but nothing was coming out. His cock was rock hard and dripping precum. The pain was apparently turning to pleasure, particularly when my cock hit his prostate. Of course the Tina continued to course through his body. My boy's 'inner faggot whore' was coming out. Soon he would loose control and truly become my son; a new member of the family born complete with a new crop of HIV to further the mission. I picked up my pace and really started slamming into his guts. He began to babble quite vocally: the Tina was in full effect and to make sure that Aaron was flying high John placed a bottle of poppers under Aaron's nostril. Inhaling the fumes, Aaron moaned out loudly and deeply, his muscled stud body beginning to shake and tremble. "F…F…Fu…FUCK ME! FUCK ME! OH GOD PLEASE FUCK ME!" Aaron wailed. I smiled down at my boy, my son and admiring his wounds, the blood and cum coating his young firm body. I could feel my nuts boiling, and knew I would soon shoot into his guts. Sure enough, a few deep hard thrusts later I blew, sending my poz cum deep in to his ass. I pulled out and stood, admiring my blood-shit-mucus coated cock. John stepped in behind me and slammed into Aaron's hole. "Oh, fuck bro, your hole is some beautiful, so warm, so wet, so perfect" John whispered to his new brother. Soon John shuddered and pumped another load of poz cum into Aaron. "Oh, fuck me fuck me bro. Fuck me. Fuck me. Fuck me. Fuck me" Aaron begged over and over as he lost control. His mind on fire, the pain turning to pleasure, the cock in his ass the source of bliss, not pain. His mind broke and crumbled as Aaron's inner whore was set free and took control over the hot jock. I watched with great pleasure as Aaron's body went rigid, his cock swelling ever harder, spurting forth cum like a lawn sprinkler. "Oh, god whore me, whore my faggot ass, whore me, whore me, whore me. Give me your AIDS babies; please give me your cum!" Aaron bellowed as his nuts unloaded a second and then a third time. Over the next five minutes Aaron had four orgasms. By the time he came down off the last orgasm he was utterly incoherent. Over the next two days we gang fucked Aaron. We kept his wounds bleeding and we kept coating his body with our poz cum. We knew he would almost certainly convert. We knew our new family member would soon be one of us, would soon be carrying our AIDS babies inside of his body for the rest of his life, combining with his own DNA to make a new strain of baby, one that he would one day pass onto a new brother, a new family member. To his credit, Aaron begged for our cocks and cum the entire time. Of course we kept him drugged on Tina and poppers to keep his mind broken and in faggot whore mode. By the time the two days were over, Aaron's body was covered in a thick layer of AIDS Cum and blood. We left him to clean ourselves. When we came back he was sound asleep. We have watched and knew that during those two days Aaron had cum over four dozen times, his own nuts long ago drained half, so most of his orgasms were dry and intense, his nuts trying so hard to shoot something - anything, no no avail. Now we would just have to wait and see if he had become the faggot whore we wanted or if he would need another session - in a week or so. We waited, lovingly looking after him, our brother and son. As soon as he was strong enough I offered him my cock. He looked at it, looked at me. Our eyes locked as he opened his mouth, sucking me down his throat. He worked my cock and I could tell he was desperate for my seed. I quickly gave it too him. He greedily swallows it. As he cleaned my cock I made an offer to him: "Aaron honey, are you up for some cock in your pussy? Some of the boys haven't had a chance to get off inside of you yet. They were here for your adoption, but didn't get a chance to breed you. Can you take care of them for me? There are nine of them." He looked at me, lust in his eyes. "You want me to do the dogs don't you? Please tell me you want me to do the dogs" Aaron pleaded. "Sure, baby. I want you to take care of the dogs. All nine of them. After all, they helped make you a whore and now they want to feed you their doggy sperm. Want it?" I asked. "Oh, god yes. I want cock Dad. Lots of cock." I brought the dogs in on leashes, locked the doors to the room, and released Aaron from the floor. Instead of trying to make a run for it, he crawled over to the group of dogs, presenting his pussy to them. One by one they mounted him and bred him. As the first dog's knot swelled, sealing his cunt Aaron shuddered, spewing a load of clear juice onto the floor under himself. By the time the ninth dog was done Aaron's hole had dog sperm shooting out of it like a waterfall in Yosemite, with a large puddle of clear juice under his body, a puddle the dogs had induced him to shoot. I decided then that it was time for the ultimate test. I unlocked the doors, throwing a pile of clothing at Aaron. He dressed and walked over to the exit. "Why don't you want me any more? Did I do something wrong?" Aaron asked looking at the door and then back at me. "No baby, you did nothing wrong. I want you forever. You’re my son. A member of my family now and forever, but, now you have to choose. Do you stay or go. The choice is yours" I said. Aaron opened the door and walked out. I waited, but he didn't come back. Looking out the door I could see him running down the road. I sat down and waited for the cops. Three hours later I hear a car coming up the road. I went outside to see Aaron pulling up in his car. He got out, he retrieved a suite case from the trunk. "I told my parents I was moving out. I… couldn't tell them it was because I was going to be a faggot whore. I told them I had joined the army. In a few months I want you to send a letter telling them I was killed. You are my father now, they are my brothers" Aaron said, pointing to my other boys standing in the doorway of barn. "That is, if you still want me" Aaron asked, his voice trailing off. I walked over to him, wrapped my arms around him and kissed him with love and passion. Aaron was with us for about three months when he got very sick. He wss weak, throwing up, muscle aches and a high fever. He asked me to take him to the doctor, but I knew what the malady was, as did his brothers. I sat down on the bed next to him, wiped the sweat from his forehead with a damp towel. "There is no need for you to see a doctor, son. What this means is that our AIDS baby is growing inside of your body. You adoption is complete; you are one of us in body, mind and soul. You have the fuck flu, which is the sign your body has been infected with with HIV. Now your body will start combining our babies with your DNA making a new strain of babies. That strain you will one day pass onto a new brother, but, for now just rest. We will take care of you" I said as I kissed my pregnant son on the forehead. Tears of joy swelled-up in Aaron's eyes. He whispered into my ear that he needed cock; I smiled at him, pulled the covers from his sweat-soaked, aching body. His brothers and I made love to his sick, weak, aching body. Aaron moaned out in bliss, groaning in his weakness and sickness, but he still managed to hump and pump, bringing us off inside of his feverish body. We made love to him every night from then on. Aaron turned out to be a very talented whore. He not only likes male, he lives it, craves it and is always willing to pleasure it, human or animal. On his first anniversary of becoming my son, we wrote a letter to his parents. At first Aaron assumed we would tell his family he had been killed in combat. He was surprised when we told them the truth, that he had become a faggot whore, and was infected with HIV. How much he loved cock and even having sex with animals. How he knows his choice was right and how liberating. That he was finally free to be the male God made him to be, and how enjoyable sex is without condoms or worrying about AIDS. The letter continues, explaining about his pregnancy and how he has given them their first grandchild. It explained to them how the whole male-to-male HIV-to-HIV pregnancy thing comes about, and how he enjoyed being pregnant. He smiled at me, knowing the tone of the letter was correct. He signed it, and selected a few photographs of his sexual sexual activities to include in the envelope. He chose one depicting his body covered with bloody cum covered sores from his adoption. One where he was on his hands and knees, a a large Doberman pinscher hung up in his cunt. Another showing what I knew to be dog cum running from his stretched-out, gaping pussy. Another showed him him sucking off his brothers and finally one of him drinking piss sprayed fresh from his own cock as he lay on his back, glistening in golden showers. A wicked smile crossed his face as he chose the last picture. He wouldn't let me see it, but wrote on it with a black marker, and then handed it to me with a smile. I take the photo from him and look at it, then at him and then smile and lean over and kiss him. It is a photograph of a load of his cum that we taken a few days before. Written in one corner was the inscription "Your AIDS grandchild, one year old. With love, your grandson."

You must be Tina's friend. Nothing has brought me more satisfaction than seeing the transformation of this one beautiful, proud, young, stuck up best friend of a friend of mine who started coming to the club night after night. He seemed uncomfortable at first, but something drew him back a lot, at first as just an observer. He came back more frequently. Becoming a regular, becoming bolder and bolder, finally sucking dick at the glory hole, loving it, being praised for it by the older guys, craving more, taking anonymous cum in his mouth, initially spitting it out on the grimy floor, but after so many times becoming familiar with the taste and thinking nothing of swallowing it. Actually loving it. Thinking about and craving the taste of cum. Being told how hot and sexy he was. What a sweet ass he had. It made him want to pay back the compliments. Eventually getting his ass lubed up and played with. Going from sniffing other guys' poppers to needing his own and always having a brown bottle in his pocket for when he's at the club. Letting a guy "just put the head in," without a condom and after a few times of this not getting upset when the guy loses control and cums in him. Getting to know the other regulars, talking, joking, smoking pot, trying some tina and being blown away by how good he felt on it. Not waiting to be asked if he'd like more, he asks himself the first thing at the club the next night. Not smoking it like before, but slamming it as the coolest guys in the clique do. The big time. Being barebacked all over the club, in private rooms, in the open. Then the following day it's all he thinks about. Craves it. How he'll get some and how good it will feel. Some guys do it every once in a while. How dumb when they can get it everyday and feel the best feeling. Eventually being so fucked up and getting a reputation as a tweaker who will do anything to get high. X and G become additions. Barebacking guys while high in the back room, feeling like a totally liberated, fulfilled gay man. Never getting enough tina, never getting enough raw dick and cum. He's developed a nice meth habit and now turns tricks- older guys, ugly guys, any guys with money, and enjoying it, feeding his habit. His friends are other users and barebackers now. He dresses like a slut and is always grinding his teeth and two steps ahead of himself. He's sure he must be poz from all the loads he's taken but he'll deal with that later.

Drugged and Pozzed (Pt 3) Will pumped in 4 loads when we were stopped by Jake's announcement, 'We have several offers including one from John.' Will looked over to Jake and said 'John's in town?' Then he looked at me and said, 'Boy, you're in for a treat with John.' Will told Jake to 'Invite John over and a few others to DP the boy with.' Will looked back at me with an evil grin and yelled out, 'He'll need another slam before the fun starts. Will pulled out and Adam brought him another syringe. He put it in his arm first and I could see him draw a little bit of blood back. Then he put it in my arm and there was that warm feeling a a big cough. WOW! Was I flying now. All I could do was say fuck shit as I was breathing heavy. Adam came over with a water bottle and gave me something to drink. It tasted a little funny and I was really zooming now. Will put that horse cock dildo back in my ass and it slid in all the way in one shot. I didn't care what happened to me next I was happy and feeling no pain. It wasn't long before I heard voices and heard foot steps coming down the stairs. Will yelled out, 'Big John it's great to see you.' They hugged and chatted for a while, I was not able to hear what was being said. As they did this Adam pulled the dildo from my ass and left me there. O felt so empty, I felt as if I needed something inside me, any thing inside me. The longer I sat there the more empty I felt, the more I needed something in my ass.' I screamed out, 'Is someone going to fuck me or what?' They all just looked at me and Will said 'Get him up out of that sling.' As I was released from the sling I was never released from the ropes. I was taken over to a bed on the other side of the room. John was laying naked on the bed with his soft cock flopped to one side. I was told that 'If I wanted something in my ass I had to get him hard and sit my ass down on his dick.' With Jake and Will holding my ropes I was held on my knees between John's legs. I did not need any instruction, I bent down and took John's flaccid dick in my mouth and began to suck. As I worked his dick I could see John out of the corner of my eye popped a couple blue pills in his mouth then take a syringe to his arm. As he slammed himself I could feel his dick come alive and before I knew it It was too big for me to suck. I knew what to do next and was let up enough to sit my ass down on his growing cock. John began to fuck me from this position as his dick grew to what had to be almost the size of the horse dildo I was fucked with, but his was longer and very much real. He slammed into me harder and harder. At this point the ropes on my arms and legs were strapped down to the floor so there was no way I could get up. John looked into my eyes and simply said, 'You ready for this boy?' I thought he was referring to his seed, the next thing I felt was a hand on my back as will began to push his cock in my ass at the same time. Jake took a knee next to me and rubbed my shoulder as Will began to enter my ass. I whimpered a bit as this double penetration stretched my ass wider then the horse cock dildo. Will whispered in my ear, 'You asked for this boy, you begged for it.' With that said John and Will were both fucking me. John looked up at me and said 'I cum without making a noise, so I will keep count of how many loads I give you. My record is 13 and I plan on breaking that with you.' Will pounded away as John slowly fucked at my hole. I heard Will grunt and knew he came in me. As he pulled out he said, 'Rules are simple, after you cum you pull out and wait to go again.' I don't know who took Will's place but he seemed bigger and rougher then Will was. He did kiss the back of my neck and nibbled on my ear a bit. While this was going on some one stepped in front of me and presented a hard cock for me to suck. I took it in and soon we had a pretty good rhythm going of John and whom ever else fucking me, and my sucking dick. As the guy behind me shot his load he pulled out and was replaced. I remember when Jake got his turn. He pulled my head around and kissed me, deep and passionately as I got slammed again with another load of tina. Some one placed a blue pills in my mouth and 2 white ones, gave me some water and told me to swallow. I didn't feel any huger then I was before. I think that they gave me a 'booster' to keep me going. I did feel my dick get hard. I was a little shocked when Adam began to suck my dick as will fucked him. I later learned that Adam was more of the type to get fucked then to do the fucking. That's why Will had to fuck him while he seeded my ass. Boy could Adam suck dick. I was really enjoying his mouth when I came so damn hard that John and the other guy fucking me couldn't move for a moment. After I came down from my orgasmic high the fucking resumed. I seemed to lose track of time. I did not know what was going on out side of this basement, but I knew one thing, I was loving what was happening to me. With me on top of John I was fucked by one guy and then another. The only time I really knew who was behind me was when Will or Jake were there. I looked over at Adam as he got fucked on the sling. He dick was big and hard. Will was fucking me when I asked him, 'I know it will take you to help him, but can you get Adam to fuck me again please?' Will kissed the back of my neck and said, 'I'll get him.' With that will pulled out and another dick replaced his up my ass. The next thing I knew Adam was knocking back a couple blue pills, came up behind me with will behind him and he was in me. I turned my head back so we could kiss. I wold him that when I could I wanted to fuck him. This brought a smile to his face and he really got into fucking me. After Adam shot his load in me he was still hard and kept fucking me (and himself on Will's cock). Will had to know he shot and let him keep on going. After Adam shot his second load John said he had enough. I looked down at him and all he said was '15'. I smiled and was lifted off of him. I am not sure how long I had been on top of John, but my legs were sore and cramping. I was placed in the sling and given some water. I called Will over and told him I didn't need to wait till Monday to wait to make a decision. I wanted to be part of his family. I told him I was set to graduate in a few weeks and was going to attend UIC so I could easily live here. All Will did was smile. As Will told me I got the flu really bad about 2 weeks later and knew I was truly part of the family with the same DNA inside me.

Drugged and Pozzed (Pt 2) With that said he shouted out 'Take my poz seed boy, welcome to the family.' POZ SEED! Does that mean what I think it does? The world seem to be spinning around me. This all felt so strange, yet very, very good! All of a sudden I felt another stick in my arm, another warm feeling and a stronger couch then before and I was flying and all of a sudden didn't care. I wanted more. Adam then stepped up between my legs and pushed a few fingers (that's putting in mildly) in my ass. It felt like he was trying to get his fist in me. He was really trying to stretch open my ass. It felt like he was ripping me open some and massaging in Jake's seed. He pulled his fingers out and stroked his dick a few times to get it hard again. Then he shoved his cock in my hole and began to fuck me like Jake just did. As Adam fucked me, Jake walked over and kissed me deep and passionately. He looked into my eyes and said, 'I knew the moment I saw you that you would make a good addition to our family.' With that said he presented his cock to me and I took it in my mouth. I was feeling so good and very horny. As Adam was fucking me, Will walked in and over to me to watch. He said 'You're putting on a good show. I bet we'll have a few guys asking if they can seed you before the weekend is over.' I let Jake's cock drop from my mouth so I could ask 'The weekend?' Will looked down at me and said, 'Yes, the weekend. You are here until Monday. Then you can decide if you wish to return home or stay with us.' With that Will kissed me deep and long. His tongue probed into my mouth and as mine probed into his he bit it to the point it bled a little. Will then looked at Jake and said 'That should help.' Jake's cock slid back into my mouth as Adam began to really slam fuck me. I could barely hear him talk to Will when will walked up behind him and started to play with his nipples. He then reached between them and the expression on Adam's face changed. I then heard Adam say 'Yea Will that's what I need fuck me as I fuck my seed into this boy's cunt.' Will was just standing there as Adam seem to be fucking me as he fucked himself on Will's dick. Adams breathing changed and I new he was about to cum. Jake let me head go so I could watch as Adam screamed out, 'Here comes my seed boy, take my load.' Adam finished up and moved away. Will then grabbed a large dildo that had to be a foot long and wider then a beer can. He took that dildo and slowly slid it in my ass. While he did he asked, 'Was the boy given a K?' Jake replied, 'Hell yes, I know you like to use that horse cock and there's no way his virgin ass would take it without one.' As Will slid the dildo in my ass I resumed sucking Jake's cock. The dildo seemed to slide in easily until it was about half way in. It his something deep in me and was not moving as easily as it was before. Slowly will twisted the dildo back and forth and applied a little pressure then it slid passed what ever was impeding it. It slid all the way in to the base. Jake looked down at me and said, 'Congratulations! That's 13” of dildo in your ass. That will work our see in deep.' Will said, 'There's no escaping the bug now. You should get the fuck flu in a couple of weeks.' As that dildo sat in my ass Jake began to cum in my mouth. He looked down at me as he did and told me 'Don't swallow that just yet. We want you to swish it around your mouth, enjoy the flavor and get used to the taste.' I did as I was told and it did taste good, but stung a bit when it hit the cut Will had made in my tongue when he bit me. As I swallowed the dildo was pulled out. I felt so open down there and was wondering if I'd ever be able to close my ass again. Will looked at me and began to massage my ass and as he did I felt it relax and close a little, but not before Will slid his cock inside me. Will told Jake and Adam to check the computer if there have been any requests made yet. Now it was just Will and myself. Will looked down at me and said 'It's just you and me now. You will be mine alone until I have given you a few loads of my seed.' With that said he leaned down and kissed me like before without the biting of my tongue. This was so surreal. I was feeling so damn good and wanted more of what I was getting. Will was fucking me so vigorously that when he pulled back he pulled all the way out. I could tell he was tearing me up some down there. He looked into my eyes and simply said, 'Here's my first load' as he continued to fuck me without stopping or slowing down. This went on for a long time before we were interrupted by Jake. Will pumped in 4 loads when we were stopped by Jake's announcement, 'We have several offers including one from John.' Will looked over to Jake and said 'John's in town?' Then he looked at me and said, 'Boy, you're in for a treat with John.' Will told Jake to 'Invite John over and a few others to DP the boy with.' Will looked back at me with an evil grin and yelled out, 'He'll need another slam before the fun starts.

Drugged and Pozzed (Pt 1) Let me start off by introducing myself. I am Kyle MacIntyre. I am about 5'10”, 135 pounds with light brown hair and hazel eyes. I am in good shape since I played sports at my high school. I had just turned 18 and was living in the burbs of Chicago when all this happened. It was a long weekend and my parents were out of town and since my parents didn't like me having parties (with out neighbors they'd find out), some buddies of mine wanted to go into the city to hit some bars. We had fake ID's and thought it would be a good way to kill the weekend. At 9 pm Friday night we jumped into my friends car and headed down to Wrigleyville, the area around Wrigley Field (the Cubs ballpark). We went up and down the streets around the area and had no problem getting into any bar. As the night got late we heard of this dance place on Belmont called Berlin. We decided to check it out. As we paid our cover and headed in to check the place out. I needed to take a piss bad so as my buddies headed to the dance floor, I hit the john. When I came out I couldn't find them anywhere. I checked out the entire place when I stopped at the bar. Figured I'd grab a beer and wait to see if they found me. I stood at the bar and noticed this one guy sitting there looking at me. I just stood there and drank my beer. Then I noticed him getting up and he came over to me. He was a good size guy and looked to be in his early 20's. 6'2”, 190 pounds, black hair that was buzzed short. He was very muscular and looked like a bad ass. He held out his hand and introduced himself. 'Hi, I'm Jake. I noticed the guys you came in with. They chased out of here after a group of babes.' 'Hi Jake I'm Kyle. I guess I'll just text them and find out where they are headed.' I then grabbed my phone and noticed that the battery was dead. Now what was I to do. I had to either find them or a way back to the burbs. I guess I'll have to take the train from down town. Jake and I stood there chatted for a few minutes I told him about me, how I was hear with my buds and even let it slip that I was actually 18 and my parents were out of town till Tuesday. Jake Offered to buy me another beer and then all of a sudden I started to feel funny. Jake said I should get some air and we headed out side. We had started down the street when I passed out...... When I passed out Jake threw me over his shoulder and carried me. I don't know where he took me, but when we got there one of the guys who lives there opened the door and in we went. I was taken down to the basement and stripped. The guy who owned the house came in and spoke to Jake and the other guy, Adam. Adam was a little shorter and younger then Jake. His build was similar to mine. The guy who owned the house was named Will. He was in his 30's, 5'11”, 160 pounds with a shaved head. He told Jake and Adam to get me ready. I came to as they shoved a couple pills in my mouth and gave me something to drink and told me to swallow. I barely heard them say that the Viagra and ecstasy would take effect in a bit and to finish shaving him down. As I looked down I was in a sling with my wrist and ankles tied down so I could not get up. I was still a little groggy but could tall that my arms and legs were shaved smooth, and now my crotch was being shaved. I looked up at Jake and he looked down at me and said "Relax, you're going to be feeling real good soon." They finished shaving me down, damn I looked like I was 12 year old with no pubic hair. Then I was introduced to Adam as he walked over to Jake. Adam had a syringe in his hand and stuck it in Jake's arm. I am still a little groggy, but I was getting a little worried. Adam pulled it out of Jake's arm then stuck it in his. I looked at Jake and he was taking off his clothes and I noticed he had a hard on showing through his boxer briefs. I didn't notice Adam approach me with the same syringe he used on Jake and himself until he stuck it in my arm. I felt a rush and coughed. WOW was I feeling good. "What was that stuff?" I asked. All Adam said was, "Welcome to Ms. Tina." As Adam began to undress Jake walked up between my legs and stroked my hardening dick. He looked down at me and said 'I have first honors of welcoming you to our family.' With that he knelt down and I felt him licking my ass. It felt incredibly good with a tingle up my spine. Adam was now naked and he came over to my head, leaned down and kissed me. I had never kissed a guy before today, hell I was straight with a girlfriend before today, but now I was kissing a guy and enjoying it. Was it the drugs or the act I don't know and don't care cause it felt awesome. Adam stopped kissing me and I saw his hard dick at the level of my mouth. Adam looked down at me and said 'Time to learn how to suck some cock.' With that said he brought his cock near my mouth and I opened up with out hesitation. Slowly Adam worked his cock to the back of my mouth. Adam told me to breath through my nose to help if I felt like I was going to gag. As Adam's cock neared my throat I never felt the urge to gag. This seemed natural to me. As Adam's cock was entering my throat for the first time I felt a mouth on my hard, cock as a finger slid into my ass. WOW what a sensation. This was all feeling so incredible. Why hadn't I ever thought about sex with another guy before this was beyond my thoughts. The mouth was removed from my dick and I heard Jake says 'He's ready, he is way ready for this.' Adam pulled his cock out of my mouth and turned my head to see Jake as he lined up his cock at my ass and push in. OH MY GOD! This feels so good. Adam grabbed my head and pulled it back to his throbbing cock and again I was sucking his dick. Jake started off slowly fucking me, but in time he started to pound my hole. Adam began to hold the back of my head and I could hear him begin to breath heavier. I had an idea he was about to cum and for the first time I was not sure what to do, but Adam had already decided. He had a tight grip on my neck and head I was not going to be able to do anything other then take his cum in my mouth. Then is happened, Adam yelled out 'I'm cumming!' and I felt his cock shoot its load in my mouth. He looked down and simply said 'Swallow it all boy.' As Adam was finishing his orgasm, Jake was getting rougher on my ass. It felt like he was tearing it up some and a few minutes later Jake was breathing harder when he looked into my eyes and said 'Are you ready for me charged load?' I was a little confused not knowing what a charged load was, but all I could think to say was 'Yes, yes, yes, give me your charged load.' With that said he shouted out 'Take my poz seed boy, welcome to the family.' POZ SEED! Does that mean what I think it does? The world seem to be spinning around me. This all felt so strange, yet very, very good! All of a sudden I felt another stick in my arm, another warm feeling and a stronger couch then before and I was flying and all of a sudden didn't care. I wanted more.

Back Stories: Mike You can't get to the point (pun intended) of riding the Devil without some help from some amazing men. Here is the first of a series of "back stories" regarding the people who got me to this level of FFun and Piggyness. Mike. ----------------------------------------------------------------- I remember the very first time, the moment exact moment when it all began. Before that, I never liked having my ass played with. I was 1975 and I was 28 and considered myself a 100-percent top. I would never let anyone touch my ass. Then, I saw this man in the Rawhide. He wore full leather, had massive shoulders, a wicked smile, and was flagging red / orange on both sides. Over the following weeks, we bantered and verbally spared. I later found out that he was 46. This guy was such a fucking stud. Over 6ft 4 inches, black hair streaked with gray, dense beard, hard razor-sized nipples with massive nip rings, and amazing piercing green eyes. Then the bantering was over, I bedded this “older” man. Well, actually, I relented and he bedded me. When I finally got the chance, I fucked him long and hard, working his nips in the process, getting us both off multiple times in that first night. But he had conditions, he would only let me fuck him when he was fingering my ass. And, I let him. The affair lasted about six months, but by then my hole had gotten use to being played with. In that last month, before he left for San Francisco, he changed the rules." Each time I fucked him, he fuck me in return. As hard as I fucked him, he fucked me harder and more brutally. Then one day he packed up and departed of the Coast. That’s when I started getting fucked by other men. It was a rare event at first, but eventually it became my thing. I got off on having a big dick opening up my ass. I was getting off by having some big man climb on top of me, and I’d make him fuck me the way I liked it, working my nips hard and: • Pulling his dick all the way out and then plunging it back in • Fucking me with just the head and then suddenly driving it deep into my ass • Deep hard penetrations • Battering my guts with his cock I love long deep hard punishing fucks! I started to think with my ass and not my dick. On a trip to London, I even hooked up with some biker-trash trick. He turned me on to the joys of PnP. In that first riding of the dragon, he slipped a hand inside of me. I came instantly. After I returned to New York and over the next months, fists became easier and easier to take. First one fist, then two was my need, actually my demand. Eventually, I got into punch fucking, and pushed my over stretched envelope. In those dark days of grease and Tina, I would find some horny fucker and let him push his fist up my ass followed by his cock and balls. I could feel his fist deep in me and wrapped around his stiff cock deep in my ass as he spewed his load, draining his embedded balls. I left my "date" on more than one occasion with Crisco and ass-snot running down my legs, staining my 501s. At a party in an abandoned warehouse, I found this one major twisted ffister, Mack. He found me well tweaked and in a sling in a dark corner of the room, and he just knew how to get me torqued, pushing all the right buttons. After some extensive twisted elbow deep fisting, he put me out of the sling and onto the floor on my back. Then he pulled an aluminum baseball bat from a bag and waved it in my face. He handed me the poppers, and told me that I had better “steel” myself. Taking the huge popper hit and holding it for a 10 count, I exhaled, and he slowly pushed the bat deep into me. He rolled it around for a good long time. Pulling it out to the head and pushing it in deep and hard. over and over again and raking my prostrate till I came. He worked my hole till all I could do was "dry" cum. When I was fully expended, Mack tossed the poppers to me, and then told me that I had better get ready for “ROUND TWO!” From the bag he retrieved a second bat and pushed it into my gaping mouth. I sucked on and felt its coldness. Taking a hit, he then twisted the first bat and skillfully worked the second in next to the first. Man, I don't know how I took the second aluminum bat. My ass ached and stretched and then I started to moan with pleasure. I could feel my sphincter stretching and staining to let the two bats take purchase. He abused my over stretched rosebud well into the night and as the sun rose the following morning he finally relented as I finally passed out. It took me over a week to just walk normally again. But, I was ready and wanted more! Two weeks later, I met Mack again back at the warehouse. This time he brought a “friend” with him. This friend, “Stick,” was some nasty piece of street trash, with a shaved head, and a twisted demented look in his deep-set black eyes. Stick was thin and wiry, and an acid freak. Over and over Mack kept saying that this man was “remarkable”. Mack did the “honors” and got us all well tweaked. Stick needed a double hit (and Mack came prepared) to reach our level of piggyness. Over the next hours, it was a nonstop pigfest, major amounts of fisting, fucking, sucking, and rimming. The three of us were on autopilot. I don’t know how long we were out it, but at some point, Mack turned me over on my back and climbed onto my chest. He started kissing me and working my nips, while he used his legs to push mine apart. Between our legs, Frank greased up both arms, and slowly started to push a clenched fist into each of our asses. Over the next hour or so, with steady pressure, he advanced until he was above his elbows. Then he quickly pulled out of us simultaneously. Our asses each emitted a loud sloppy “pop.” Wiping his hands off, he reached behind him and retrieved two spikes, each containing “K.” Stick took an alcohol swab and wiped off a spot on my ass. Then he hit me squarely in that spot with the spike. I took a deep hit of poppers, and he grunted, "GET READY FOR THE K HOLE,” and the floor seemed to drop from below me as the k hit my blood stream. Stick pushed and pushed hard as my ass opened wider and wider. I was riding his bicep before I knew it. Mack clamped down on my nips and kissed me as the K hit his blood stream. He started to buck hard as Stick pushed into him and within moments, he was on Stick's other bicep. From that moment on, I was addicted to fisting. Back Story – Mack My twisted biker fist buddy, Mac, was inventive to say the least. A week after our greasy workout with Stick, he started to leave me nasty phone messages and slipping random notes under my apartment door. They contained sly hints about our next encounter, a week long vacation the following week, with his bike club. Arriving home that Friday, I showered, did a deep clean out, changed into my leathers, threw some closes, toys, some spikes and favs into a pair of saddlebags. Throwing the bags over my shoulder, I headed to the garage to retrieve my ’52 K Harley. The bike had been pulled from its storage bin and sat in the middle of the garage. Mac was sitting on it when I arrived. Next to the bike was his fully restored ’33 “R” Harley. The night was warm and clear, perfect riding weather. Following his lead, we got on the FDR Drive, and then took the Taconic Parkway towards Albany. About 10 miles south of Albany, we exited the Parkway, riding on quiet country road, ending on an old farm road heading into the forest. Mac pulled over at a small clearing and we dismounted. I pulled a water bottle out of a saddlebag, and Mac retrieved his bottle of Jimmy Beam. He leaned over, grabbed my bottle, and threw it into the woods. Shoving the Beam in my hand, he said something about “starting to get ready.” I took a large swallow and handed back the bottle. We mounted up and about 15 minutes up the road, an old hunting cabin stood in a clearing surrounded by outbuildings and pens. Mac announced that, “We have arrived!” Pulling our bikes into a large shed (already containing over a dozen bikes), he grabbed my saddlebags and his, and we headed to the cabin. Smoke was rising from a stone chimney at the end of the building, and there were leather-clad bikers milling around on an expansive wrap-around porch. Mac introduced me around, referring to me as “fresh meat.” This was a crew of burley bearded men sporting lots of flannel and steel. Mac led me into the cabin, up a central staircase, and to a very small room at the end of a hall. The room contained just two cots and a small table with lamp. I quickly shed my leathers and boot, pulling on a well worn pair of 501s with the ass ripped open, and a T-shirt emblazoned on the front was “FIST ME and and on the back in bigger letters was " AND I'M YOURS.” Mac laughed and said that shirt was going to get me a lot of attention and a lot of "trouble," and that I better be careful about what I asked for …. I told him that I always ask for what I wanted / needed, and this was my way to get my message out loud and clear. If all else failed, since he brought me “up north” it would be his responsibility to do the deed. He started to say something, but some yelled up the stairs that dinner was ready. We all gathered in a large room with a blazing fireplace, a large well-worn table and over 20 chairs stood in the center, and abused overstuffed chairs lined one end of the room. A large man, with massive arms and belly, (I later learned it was the owner of the property, Pete), stood at the head of the table leaning over a large caldron. He bellowed that he had several announcements, as he ladled out bowls of a hardy hunter’s stew, which were passed to the seated men around the table. The first announcement was a welcome to the new and first time members of the Crew. Looking around he found me, asked me and this angry looking man to stand up. He introduced James and I and and thanked us for coming. He said that the crew had been informed earlier in the month that two new members would be joining them. He asked that a small jar be brought forward. He told James and I that we had to pull a number from the jar. The largest number would entitle the man to the "SEAT OF HONOR," next to him a the head of the table. He also told the assembled men that both James and I would be requiring their utmost attention during the wee, Then he commented on my shirt, and said that everyone should give me all the “special” attention they could muster, and hoped that I won the place of honor! James reached into the jar and it was handed to me. I pulled out a piece of paper and found a large "6" on it. When Pete called for the numbers, I yelled out "6" and James called out "2." The room erupted in applause, “oinks,” wolf-calls, and whistles. Someone behind me placed a lanyard over my head. Attached to it was a can of large can of Crisco and two bottles of poppers. Pete told me that I should keep the lanyard handy at all times, and then told me that there was a lot more, "should you run out!” He then asked me to sit at the place to his right at the head of the table. The room grew quite, as I moved to my assigned place. When I pulled the chair from under the table, embedded in the seat was a huge dildo. I looked from Pete to Mac, then at the chair seat. I pulled the Crisco’s lid off, dropped it on the table, reached into the can and grabbed a handful of the grease, slathered it on the head of the dildo and then on my ass. I grabbed the towel from the nearby wine bucket, wiped my hands as good as I could, and stood up on my chair. I opened the poppers, took a large hit, held it, and lowered myself slowly down on the dildo. The men in the room went wild, the noise filling the room. I took a second hit, and forced the entire dildo into my ass, and sitting firmly down on the seat of the chair. The volume of the noise increased as someone yelled out, “FUCK … HE TOOK THE ENTIRE THING!!!!” Pete looked at me and then raised his hands to quiet the crowd. He said, when the room was quiet, “Well Mac, you certainly know how to pick your fisting buddies” and then he turned to me and said, “If this is any indication of how this week is going to turn out, we are going to have an outstanding time!” “Someone give Mike a glass of “home brew” to keep him in the mood while I finish up a few other announcements.” Pete then continued. Number ONE was that this was the last meal he was preparing for rest of the week. We were on our own as far as food was concerned. The kitchen was well stocked, kegs of beer were out the back door, and a couple of gallons of “home brew” could be found in the “Larder.” Mac leaned over and told me that the Pete made the “brew” from an old moonshine recipe that came from the Ozarks. He also said that the Larder contained enough favs to satisfy all of the participants’ needs. Number TWO: He was not our “FUCKING MAID” and that he expected us all to hang around at the end of the week for “cleanup duty.” He went on to explain that the last time they met, he had a lot of explaining to do when he delivered a truckload of party remnants to the Town’s dump. The woman running the place when inspecting the load, wanted to know how many pies were baked, considering the large number of empty Crisco cans that could be seen in the refuse. The men around the table hooted and stomped their feet, calling him a “Fucking House Frau and a Fucking Baker.” Number THREE: The two cabin toilets were on a old septic system. There was no way in hell that it would manage the piss and shit of 20 men. If we wanted to play with piss and shit, the green shed at the end of the pasture was the place to go. Otherwise, we should use the four outhouses in the back of the house. Then he called out for Frank to stand up. He said sternly, “And Frank, I made sure the pit below the last outhouse was cleaned out, before my workers left on their vacations.” Frank said, “Thank you, you think of everything.” Mac muttered under his breath, “and the pit is a perfect place if you are into piss and shit play.” I assume that it was said for my benefit. Number FOUR: He said that he was “Not in charge!” If anyone had a problem or issue, they should go talk to the clubs president, Bull Dog. At the mention of his name, a big bald headed bear-chested man, covered with tats and steel, stood up from a chair in the corner. He bellowed, “AND IT BETTER BE DAMN IMPORTANT BEFORE YOU COME CALLING ON ME! IF I GOT MY ARM IN AN ASS, OR THERE IS AN ARM IN MINE, YOU BETTER BE FUCKING SURE THE WORLDS ON FIRE, CAUSE YOU KNOW WHAT HAPPENED LAST TIME!” Someone in the crowd yelled out, “FUUUUUCK, you ripped me a new asshole when you pulled out of me. Luckily, I was higher than a fucked over kite, and it felt DAMMMMMMN GOOD! You just didn’t push it back in when I needed it!” The crowd roared its approval! Then he sat down. The talk around the table was loud and boisterous. Sitting on the dildo I was feeling no pain, as I drained my glass, an old mason jar. When it was empty, someone filled it again to the brim with a rich honey colored liquid. Mac leaned over and said that I should go slow, cause the “brew is laced with GBH, “T”, and ”X.” One “jar” later, I was more than two sheets to the wind. When I tried to stand, Mac helped me, pulling me free from the dildo, as ass juices, greasy and slim leaked from my ass. As Mac and I moved down the table towards the bathroom, arms reached out to grab me while others were shoved up my willing ass. As I passed the bottom of the table, Bull Dog stood up and blocked my path. He pulled his huge steel studded cock out of his pants, grabbed and turned me turned me around, then pulled me up on his lap as he sat down. His cock slid into me with a loud “slurping” sound and the crowded cheered. I could feel each and every ring and barb and piercing in his cock rake my prostrate over and over again. He worked my nips and ass with a vengeance. With a loud grunt, he came and gobs of cum were pushed up my receptive ass. The crowd called for more as I was led into a large room next to the fireplace. It was a bathroom. Against one wall was a 10-ft piss trough, along another stood 7 toilets, no privacy partitions, along the third was a 15-ft stall shower with all sorts of showerheads and shower shots. On the fourth wall stood 6 basin sinks. I turned to Mac and said, “a perfect play room?” As we stood in the middle of the room, me trying to unbutton my pants, Mac told me that the building was originally an electric utilities “line cabin”, built to handle a crew of about 30 men. Pete’s great grandfather “acquired” it in a nightlong game of cards. He used it as a hunting cabin, and Pete had inherited it about 15 years ago. It became the de facto headquarters for his bike club, and a place where there were “no rules.” Mac gave me this really evil looking smile, and said that I might want to hold on to the piss I was thinking about wasting. There would be a use for it shortly. Unfortunately, I could not “save” it. Seeing my discomfort, Mac got down on his knees, unbuttoned my 501s, and freed my cock. He sniffed it and then licked the head all the way down to its base and then my balls. He then backed away slightly and opened his mouth. I took the not so subtle cue and started to piss into his waiting mouth. As the stream slowed, he moved up, took my cock in his mouth, and proceeded to suck down my entire load while making grunting pig noises. When I was drained, he continued to suck getting me hard. He looked up and said, “Is that all there is? Next time I do this there better be much more piss and it better be loaded with lots of “T”!” The bathroom door was pushed roughly open, banged against the wall behind it. Two burley men entered. Seeing Mac on his knees, the larger one said something to his friend about “the Floor Show” and an early start.” Moving behind me, he pulled my shirt over my head, exposing my chest and pierced nipples. He pushed his jean to the floor and then pushed his semi-ridged cock deep into my ass. He then started to work my nips hard, as Mac continued to suck on my cock. He whispered in my ear, “Fuck I love sloppy seconds and thirds and fourths!” The second man pulled off his clothes, walked over to Mac, then reached down ripping Mac’s shirt open and pulling it free. He reached into the Crisco can, smeared some on his ass, and then stepped between me and Mac, pulling my cock from Mac’s mouth. He leaned turned and back against me, forcing my cock up his ass, and then yanked on Mac’s head, plunging his cock down Mac’s willing throat. The man behind me reached around and pulled his buddy closer, trapping Mac and me between these two men who were definitely on a mission. We rocked back and forth for a long time, when I felt that familiar stirring in my balls and shot loads of cum into the ass in front of me. The tensing of my ass, set off a chain reaction, as the man behind me started bucking and jerking, and with a roar that shook the room, he came in my ass. Not to be outdone, the man in Mac’s mouth shot a huge load of jizz that trickled out of the corners of Mac’s mouth. Feeling that warm sticky mass deep in my ass, got me fired up for a second jizz explosion, which again fired deep into my buddy’s ass. As we all fell to the floor, I thought, “This was going to be a fucking week to remember.” Inserted from <http://www.gayfisters.com/forums/archive/index.php/t-966.html>

Riding the Devil – Part 2A: Return to NYC I was just back home in NYC from my trip to LA. It was early Saturday afternoon; I just got into the cab after having taken the redeye from LA. I was tired, very tired starting down that long road, detoxing from over five days of enhanced play with this amazing man I met, Nick. In the bottom of my carryon, sitting on the seat next to me and covered by a black towel, was this monster of a double-headed dildo. It was easily the bigger brother of the one Nick and I finally mounted together in our final and prolonged reverie. I held the note that was attached to it in my hand, fondling it between my fingers. I lifted it to my nose, and it smelled amazingly like lube, Crisco, and Nick. I drifted off to sleep, and was awakened as the cab stopped in front of my apartment house on the East Side of Manhattan. I dragged myself into the lobby and up the elevator. I entered the apartment, dropped my clothes in the hallway leading to the bathroom, and took a very hot, bath. After 20 minutes, I finally slide into bed. When I woke the following day and it was well into the late afternoon. I was feeling much better, dumped by dirty my dirty laundry into the washer, and put the “Devil” in a draw under my platform bed. Monday was a workday, and I had to be at least in some semblance of order. I was wandering around the apartment and saw that there were messages on my cell phone. Several were from friends wondering how my trip was and when I was getting home. The last was from Nick, checking in and making certain that I arrived home safely. I sent a text message, saying all was well but there was trouble on the plane. I had to pay for a “second seat to accommodate my loose and sloppy rosebud.” Moments later a reply text appeared saying, “Tough Luck, Pig!” I sat at the computer to check my email. Among them email was one from our HR Department at work, confirming that I had a week’s vacation approved and starting the following Saturday, right after my Friday graveyard shift at the hospital. With nothing else to do for the remainder of the day, I got through the mail and cleaned up the apartment while musing about the LA play session. Being worked up, over the next three hours I penned the story, “Riding the Devil.” I then sent it over to Nick for comment. Two hours later, an extensively redlined Word document appeared in my inbox. Looking it over, I picked up the phone and dialed his number. I got his voice mail, so I left the message, “FUCK YOU, PIG! I’m going to tell the story my way!” and hung up. Two days later, I posted the story online. The responses were astonishing. The workweek was busy, between the normal workload there was lots of catch up, and then the attempt to do the next week’s work as well. It was late the following Friday (actually early Saturday morning), and I was about to head home after my shift at work. As always, I did one final check of my email before leaving. There was just one new message from a vaguely familiar email address. Checking it out, it was from this hot man, Jim, an amazing fuck/fist buddy. I hadn’t heard from him for well over 5 years. He had move out of NYC shortly after 9/11 to somewhere in New England. The message said he found my name as an author of a very nasty online story and wanted to know how I was doing. It included a 914 area-code phone number, definitely an NYC cell phone. As I left work, I called his number. The phone was answered on the second ring. It was Jim’s deep bass voice, saying that he knew I would call after reading his message. We spoke for over an hour as I drove back to the City. He told me that he had a party going on at his place, but was not getting much action, and wanted to know if I could join him. I told him that I was wiped-out from the long workweek, and needed some sleep. He insisted that I join him and said that he had “stuff” and “things” that would certainly wake me up. I told him that I would head home, park the car, shower / clean out, and grab a cab to the party. I asked where the party was, and he gave me an address in Tribeca. His parting comment was “BRING THE DEVIL!” Well that certainly perked my interest! I arrived home, parked the car, and went up to the apartment. I quickly showered, dressed in jeans, a “Fist” tee shirt, and a leather jacket. I filled a large duffle bag with some of my favorite toys and “things.” It was nearly 4am, walked down to 2nd Avenue, found one of the few cabs on the street, climbed in, and headed downtown. Due to the very light traffic found myself standing in front of a dark, old, and apparently deserted factory / loft building on Vestry Street down by the old Westside Highway. On the recessed doorframe, one small dimly lighted button was the only light on the entire façade. I pressed it, thinking I could always call Jim, if no one answered. I pushed the button, the door buzzed, and I pushed it open. The hallway was dark, with a single dim bulb hanging in an old and unsafe looking freight elevator. I stepped in, pulled up the gate, and rode up to the only other floor in the building. The elevator opened onto a well-furnished loft, but no one was there. A deep throbbing base could be heard from the across the open space, and I followed the sound. As I got to a small doorway in the opposite wall, Jim appeared in the opening, a broad grin evident on his face. He was wearing a tight flitting harness, pair of red steel bands on his biceps and several ball stretchers on his nut sack. He grabbed me and gave me a huge bear hug. He was a large man with a big beer belly. He had a very full beard and a shaved head, sporting 0-gage nipple rings, and a 00-gage PA in his semi-hard cock. A large tribal tattoo covered his arms, chest and groin. He led me to his “sleeping area,” where a handcrafted four-posed bed stood. We sat on the bed and talked for while. He handed me a glass of orange juice laced with GHB, just to get me in the mood. I also downed a couple of pro-offered X tabs, and I was ready to play. Shedding my clothes and donned a pair of nipple clamps with an attached chain behind my nipple piercings, a steel cock ring, and a tight pair of chaps. I lay back on the bed, and Jim gave along side of me and gave me a long long kiss. He said, “It’s been way to long, Mike. We should have gotten together again years ago,” and started sucking on my nipples and working my cock. The X started to kicked in and before I realized it, we were 69ing working each other’s cocks, nipples, and asses. Poppers and grease were found, and we started to work in earnest. We were at it for quite a while, enjoying the body contact and making up for lost time. We stopped for a break and some water. Then he asked if I wanted to join the party that had been going on for several hours. “FUCK YEA,” I said. He warned me that the two other men at the party had read my story. He said that after reading the story, he combed the West Village for his own Devil, and purchased the largest he could find. The other two men had brought their own as well. He reached down, pulled a bag to the bed, and dumped out its contents. The dildo was large and impressive, just over two and a half feet in length with a four-inch diameter. I reached down, pulled my bag up from the floor, and dumping its contents. There lay the “Devil’s Older and Meaner Brother, ” just over four feet in length and just under five inches in diameter with a six inch knot in the center. Jim just grunted and said that he just managed to take the smaller dildo, although he was not “enhanced” at the time. He looked at me wondering if I could take the giant. Reading his mind, I said, “I don’t know. The one I played with in LA was not as big. The length definitely would not be a problem, but the diameter maybe.” We climbed down from his bed, and he led me down the stairs to a small doorway cut into the brick wall. On the other side was a large room that occupied the entire second story of the adjacent building. The entire area was semi-darkness, illuminated by high set factory windows in the south facing wall. Lights were placed strategically around the room to give it a dark foreboding feel. Most of the walls were wall painted black, covered with graffiti and hand painted murals of masculine men in all modes of play and depravity. The room was divided into a number of play areas, with an assortment of benches, bed, restraining devices, and floor pads. Lining the walls and center of the room were racks and racks and racks of toys. Jim and I entered the room. I looked out over the play area. Two men were playing hard in the semi-darkness. Riding the Devil – Part 2B: Conn does Bob One man, his body complete covered from his head / face to his toes, in what appeared to be liquid latex, was lying on a four-posted bed, arms and legs bound to the posts with his legs elevated about two feet above his head. He was a huge man, I guess him to be about 6-4 and well over 250 to 270 pounds. He was very well muscled with a very slim waist, which could not have been more than 32 inches. His arms were huge as was his chest. His cock stood bolt upright, straining against its latex sheath. It was extra fat and well over 12 inches in length. The latex had been removed from the head of the cock, and it stood in sharp contract to the black background. Looking more closely, I noticed that his black body was topped off by a tight slick black hood covering his entire head with no eye openings and only his mouth showing. Tubes ran from each of his nostrils into a hanging bottle that could only be poppers. Small slits were cut into the latex over his pierced nipples; each contained a 0 ga steel ring about an inch in diameter. Each nipple ring was pulled taught and wide, tied to a stretched bungee cord connected to an overhead bar. He was being “attended” by a bulky well-muscled man, no taller than four and a half feet in height. He looked Mongolian, with an intense domineering no nonsense attitude. His long hair was pulled back and braided, reaching just below his ass. He was wearing a large nose ring that would have made a Brahma bull jealous, and a huge set of nipple rings. His large black beard was also tightly braided extending down to his waist. He was wearing nothing but a harness that terminated in a leather strap. The strap was connected to a large cock ring that was slipped behind his enormous semi-hard cock. At its end was a 00 ga PA. The ring could have been larger, but it was difficult to tell, based on the size of his cock and my distance from it. I was going to make sure that that problem was corrected and soon. He easily moved around the latex man, making minor adjustments to the restraints and the man’s exposed asshole. He unwrapped a block of Crisco and worked it into the bound man’s ass. Next to the bed was a tray containing two loaded points, several alcohol wipes, and a length of rubber tubing. The small man moved to his partner’s ear and yelled something. His ears must have been plugged. I heard something about a “surprise” that the man needed. The man nodded his head slowly in acknowledgement. Attendant then tied off the outstretched arm with the rubber tube and picked up one points. Below the tie, was a small patch of latex was missing. He carefully swabbed the exposed skin and surrounding latex. The bound man feeling the coolness on his arm, again nodded in approval, as the point was pushed home finding a vein. The plunger was slowly pulled back and red tendrils appeared in the tube. With no hesitation, the plunger was depressed, pushing the “surprise” home. Within 30 seconds, there was a loud cough and the man wiggled his ass and moaned. The beefy man then picked up the rubber tube again, tied off his arm, picked up the last point, and did himself. Putting down his tools, he deftly climbed up on the bed, straddling the latex giant’s head. He untied the man’s hands, moved the two bungee cords further apart on the overhead bar (further stretching over stretched nipples, making him wince), and then he forced open the man’s mouth with is fingers. He pushed his large PA and then semi-bloated cock down the man’s throat, as it began to swell. The bound man gagged as he took a large hit of poppers from his nose tube, and downed the entire cock to its base. The hairy man then lay down on the giant’s chest and swallowed the rigid latex cock facing him to its base, with the catheter in place. Very impressive! The latex man lifted his arms hugging the smaller man, and pulling him tightly to his chest. Over time, he started to work the ass perched over his head. Roughly spreading the cheeks, he worked the rosebud he could not see. Jim moved over to assist with these efforts, and I moved to assist the smaller man. Jim covered his man’s hand then arm with Crisco. I pushed a spill proof popper bottle into my man’s hand; the he took several large hits, and looked up to me nodding his thanks. Jim watched as the black enormous hand relentlessly worked the smaller man’s hole, and added J-Lube and grease as needed to assure a successful entry. With a shutter from the smaller man’s ass, the lips parted, and the latex man’s hand then arm gained entry. The pushing continued until he could not move deeper due to the angle of attack. All that time, I watched as the smaller man relentlessly worked the larger man’s hole while still sucking on the engorged cock. But he was having trouble gaining entry because of the angle. I moved over to assist him by adding grease to his hand, and then filling the larger man’s hole with Lube. I heard the larger man take a hit of poppers and heard him slowly expel it. I grabbed and elevated the smaller man’s elbow and helped him drive his enormous fist deep into his prey. The Bottom visibly shuttered as the large hairy fist and then his massive forearm disappeared into the tunnel. Jim and I stepped back and watched, as two were lost to the world, working each other into a greasy frenzy. Jim told me that the latex man was Bob, a professional wrestler and extreme fighter. He always presented a nasty aggressive attitude both in and out of the ring. He was a skilled top that had been thrown off his Iowa High School wrestling team for roid use and then expelled when he was outed by an ex-lover. He fled to New York City to work the wresting circuit, where he met his now long time partner, Conn. Conn was a former Midget wrestler who now ran a very successful E-Commence site. I was lucky to be present at one of those very rare occasions, when Bob was a fully compliant and submissive bottom. But he would only bottom for one man, his partner Conn. I looked at Jim, and told him that I had my eye on Conn and wanted him to fist me, as I fisted Bob. Jim looked into my eyes and said he would help with anything I have to do to make that happen. And so a plot was hatched. Riding the Devil – Part 2C: Jim does Mike I was feeling really horny after watching Conn and Bob go at it, and wanted to be part of the mix. Jim led me over to a corner of the room with a sling. Looking at him, he said, “Guests First,” and without hesitation, I climbed in. Placing my legs in the stirrups, I grabbed the chains over my head and settled in. Jim moved over to the top of the sling, and pushed each of my hands into well-padded gloves that were then securely fastened to the chains. He put locking restraints on my ankles, pulled my legs far apart (for, as he said, “Maximum Exposure”) and fastened each to the overhead chains. I was comfortably trapped in place, but to move the party along, I started to yell obscenities at Jim, telling him to let me down. The yelling when on for a while, until Jim turned his back to me, reached into a box on the floor, held up a wide well used fraternity paddle. He donned a black leather executioner’s hood and started to beat my ass. The initial blows were unsubstantial, almost tentative. With time, he picked up the pace and they came harder. I could see in the mirrors surrounding the sling and overhead that my ass was defiantly reddening and getting tender. The beating stopped, and he attached a stout bungee cord to the chain attached to my nipples. He pulled the cord tight, attaching it to an overhead bar. I winced at the pain and then the pleasure. I started to mouth off again, being more vindictive and nastier. He retrieved the paddle, took a batter stance, and gave my ass one mighty smack, and I immediately shut up as the pain radiated from my ass. He then reached down into the box, pulled out a several objects, placing them on my chest and stomach. One was a mouth gage with a strap and two center rubber tubes. He forced open my mouth and pushed the gage in. As I struggled, he struck my ass again, and then roughly ran the strap around my head tightening it in place. Then he smiled and said, “Try to get out of this!” and he started to inflate the plug. He continued to pump the gage until my mouth was filled and my jaw stretched wide open. He whispered in my ear saying I should be more “compliant” now that I would not be able to speak, and that I would shortly not be able to hear or see him as well. He pushed a thick ear plug into each ear. As a final humiliation, he placed a nose clip on my nose, forcing me to breathe through the second tube in the gage. Then he roughly pulled a thick nylon hood over my head, the world when dark. I was trapped and completely at his mercy. Knowing that he knew exactly what he was doing, I expected to be pushed and pushed hard to the very edge of pain and pleasure. Someone was playing with my ass, teasing it with a tongue and then fingers. At the same time, someone was pulling on the bungee cord attached to my nips. Then someone exhaled a cloud of “T” smoke down my throat. It felt good, and the cycle continued, assplay, nip play, smoke for quite a while. I felt a strap being wrapped around my upper arm, and then coolness in the crook of my elbow. I knew better than to move, as I felt a point was driven home, the strap removed, and a warmth spread outward across my body. I was expecting to cough, but nothing came. My thoughts were getting fuzzy and I was definitely enjoying the floating sensation. I felt a finger enter my ass, and then something larger and slicker. I could tell that a plug was being pushed deep into me and it was slowly being inflated. It was comfortable a first, then it started to get uncomfortable, finally reaching moderately painful. I started to panic and held my breath, as I tried to calm down. I finally had to inhale. I breathed in pure poppers through the hole in the mouth gage. I held my breath for a count of 10, and slowly exhaled. My ass relaxed and the plug was pushed deeper in me, and started to inflate again... I was feeling no pain. The inflation stopped and I felt a cold fluid start filling my ass. That turned into a wave of warmth, which spread over me. It had to be a potent mix of “T” piss. I hovered on the edge of awareness, my mind reeling about the possibilities and the pleasure that would be coming. I was abruptly pulled from my revelry; someone was squeezing my nipples hard, just below my nipple rings. The pain made me tense then I started bucking in the sling. I think Jim was yelling in my ear, but I could barely hear him; he sounded so far away. I thought I heard him say, “And, now that you are well prepped, and WE have your attention, the real fun is going to start.” My hands were released from their bindings and laid across my chest. I felt large cylinders covering both my nips that lead to a set of tubes, connected to a hand vacuum pump. The pump was placed in my hand. A second pump was then placed in my hand, and as I squeezed the handle, the pressure started to build up around my ass lips. Someone must have been holding an ass tube in place. It felt as if the center of the tube contained a large dildo that must have been embedded a couple of inches into my ass. Each squeeze drove it deeper into me, and I enjoyed the sense of control. I pumped each pump as hard as I could, then settled back to enjoy the feeling. I put the pumps down and ran my hands over my head, feeling the two tubes leaving the plug in my mouth, and then I moved over to the vacuum tube attached to my ass. The ass tube must have been over a foot long because I could not reach the hose end. I grabbed the base and attempted to turn it to make a better seal. When I did, that pump was taken off my chest and someone else was in control of it. They pumped hard, forcing my ass lips be become engorged with blood and pulled deeper into the tube, and the probe moved deeper into my ass. Taking the hint, I reached up and started to play with the nip tubes. I twisted them in both directions to get a better seal and force my nips deeper into the tubes. As I did, this pump was taken from me, and the vacuum increased. The pressure from both ends stopped for a while, as I enjoyed the pain and discomfort. There was a slight jerking movement on the tubes and a slight loss of pressure. I could feel a slight vibration and heard a slight humming originating from somewhere, and the pressure resumed and then increased an order of magnitude on my ass and nips. I was floating enjoying the pull on my ass and nips, when two people, one on each side, grabbed my hands and again connected them to the overhead chains. The vacuum was suddenly released, and I could feel cool air on my nips. They were swabbed with something cold, clapped hard, and again stretched to the ceiling. My ass was another matter. The vacuum ceased, and the dildo and vacuum tube fell from my ass; I did not hear it hit the floor. The paddle again attacked my ass again; no, it had to be two paddles working in tandem. I could feel rather than hear the sound. The blows came in an irregular pattern, and I could not prepare for them. Two men were beside me, each at the side of my head, laughing loudly and yelling that the best was yet to come. Then they grabbed the clamps on my nips and yanked hard, pulling them free and leaving me gasping for breath. I hung there for what seemed like a long time, trying to nurse the pain in both my nipples and ass. Someone came over to me, deflated the mouth gag and then yanked the hood from my head. I could see it was Jim. I was still in the sling, and he disconnected my hands and legs. He helped me stand up and slowly walk to a large pad spread out on the floor, illuminated by one very intense flood light. No one was visible, but I thought I could see men in the shadows. Jim sat me down and handed me a large bottle of water. My hands were shaking and he helped me lift the bottle to my mouth and watched as I drained its entire volume. I lay back and Jim took me in his arms. I stared briefly at the ceiling, then closed my eyes, and as I drifted off. As I did, Jim pushed his arm deep up my ass. I was floating and riding Jim’s arm as men surrounded me. I blacked out as someone sucked hard on my cock and someone else worked my nips. Riding the Devil – Part 2D: Jim and Conn Do Mike I must have fallen asleep, or the water was drugged because when I opened my eyes, I was lying on a large red padded table. My wrists and ankles were attached to bollards at the pad’s corners. A catheter had been inserted in my cock, and electrodes were attached to my ball sack and down the shaft of my cock. Amazingly, my cock was rigid and pulsing to the electric current running through the electrodes. Every couple of seconds, a strong current ran down the catheter in my cock, causing me to tense. Jim walked over and looked down on me. It appeared as if he stood on the rim of a deep canyon and I was at the bottom staring up at him. “Glad to see you are awake and enjoying your circumstances.” Then he walked away. I was feeling giddy, and started to laugh aloud. Conn walked over to me and straddled my head. I opened my mouth and accepted his huge PA and then his cock. First licking and nibbling on it, the monster was pushed deep down my throat. He leaned over me and worked my nipples hard, forcing more of his cock into me. As this was happening, Jim spread lube on my ass, and started to work a dildo into it. It was a small one at first and was shortly replaced by something larger, all the time Conn working my nips and urging me to push down on the dildo while swallowing his cock. The electric current ran down the center of the shaft of my cock, and felt like it was leaking out of my balls; then the current increased and reversed. Then Conn stood up slightly, pulling his cock out of my mouth. He started to piss down my throat, and I slurped down every drop of his t-laidened piss. When he was done, he stood and replaced Jim who was down between my legs. Jim moved to take Conn’s place, and proceeded to gave me another large load of “T piss. I started to get a buzz as the “T” entered my blood stream. Jim changed straddled my head, and sat down hard on my face, and fed me his ass, which I greedily tongued, nipped at, and sucked. He held me firmly in place, and then picked up where Conn had left off working my nips. I felt a change in the pressure being exerted on my ass, as a larger dildo was pushed just past the first then second sphincter. The wet ass lips were removed from my face, and I was handed a bottle of poppers. I took two large hits, holding the second for nearly 30 seconds, and laid back down on the pad. Just before the ass lips returned, I slowly exhaled and relaxed. The lips returned and I started to work them, as the dildo was pushed more deeply into me. My hands were released, and I reached up to work Jim’s nips, pulling him down on me, forcing his ass lips deeper into my throat. As I pulled up on him, Conn pushed the entire dildo deep into my bowel, and let the second head slip through my ass lips, which closed after it. Conn held it in place, as I got accustomed to its size. My mind raced, and I realized that this beast was now deeply imbedded deep in me, with no means of retrieval except for someone to go after it. I lay still and waited for something to occur. The pressure on my nips was removed, and the paddle struck my stomach. I flinched and contracted my abs. Someone cranked up the stim unit to max, and I forcefully expelled the dildo directly into Conn’s waiting hands. He snatched it up and shoved it back into me, pausing just a moment when he felt some resistance, and then drove the dildo home. The stim unit was throttled to minimum. Again, pressure was applied to my stomach, the stim turned up to max, and again I expelled the dildo. This went on for what seemed like hours, with my cock, nips and abs took the brunt of the abuse. My shit chute and ass lips were well beyond salvation. Over time, the dildos became larger and longer, as I lost all sense of time and place. At some point, Jim stood up and untied my hands. He then slowly deflated the folly catheter and pulled it free from my cock, which immediately softened. He then moved off in the darkness. There was only Conn and me on the red mat. When Conn finally spoke and I could clearly hear him, as the plugs must have been removed from my ears. . So, he said, you wanted to play with me? You should be careful for what you ask for, PIG! I smiled and sat up, reaching over, I grabbed his huge nipple rings, rolled them between my fingers, and then pulled them hard. I said, “I have a motto ... I always ask for what I want. If I don’t get to, there’s no real loss for making the effort. However, if I get a positive response, I may wind up in a situation like this, with you fisting me. And, maybe even me fisting you? Under the best circumstances, I could hope for is a long hard 69 fisting session in our future with you deep in me and me deep in you, working each other till we are completely expended and unable to talk or stand.” He smiled and said, “Jim was correct … you are one very sick pig fist fucker.” Pushing me back on the pad, he handed me the poppers and then moved between my legs. Shoving his hand deep into a tub of Crisco and squeezing half a bottle of lube in my ass, he paused his clenched fist at my ass lips. I took a big hit of poppers, nodded and smiled. He applied pressure and slowly drove his fist deep into me. I took a second deep hit, held it, relaxed, and then sucked his entire arm into me. Within short order, he was embedded in me up to his shoulder. We sat still for a few minutes enjoying the view and me the feeling of warmth and fullness. He slow turned, reached over, grabbed my cock, and started to suck hard on it. After a few minutes, he started to twist his arm and making short jabbing motions, raking his bicep over my prostrate. Within 20 minutes of abuse, I shot several large loads of cum down his throat, which he greedily consumed. He paused for a minute to let me catch my breath, and then resumed the prostrate massage and cock sucking. I came three more times over the next two hours, finally collapsing on the pad with my eyes rolled back into my head, completely expended. Conn slowly removed his arm and moved next to me, his arm still cover with grease and lube up to his shoulder. He leaned over and kissed me hard. He then pulled my arm over him and I promptly fell asleep. I slept for a while and awoke feeling ready for more action. I leaned over and woke Conn. He stirred, opened his eyes, and smiled. I said, “Ready for your turn, pig?” He grinned, saying he was open for any and all the possibilities. Riding the Devil – Part 2E: Mike does Conn with some help from his friends I had him climb into the corner sling and put his legs in the slurps. When in place, I leaned over him and kissed him with a lung full of poppers, which we buddy breathed for several minutes stopping only when we were truly lightheaded. As I stood up, he grabbed my nipples pulling me forward to his chest. In the same movement, I slipped my cock, cock ring, and balls into his ass, followed by my fist deep. He controlled our rhythm with the movement of the sling and the tugs on my nips. I pulled my cock and balls deeper into his ass, wrapped my and around them and slowly jerked off. He clamped down on my cock and hand, making a better fit. He looked up and told me that he wanted me to fist him long and deep. When I felt he was ready, he wanted to ride the Devil. I said I would be back in a minute, and returned with my bag and the “Devil.” I laid it on his chest with one of it’s heads extending down between his legs. I told him that if the Devil were fully engaged in his ass, it exit through his mouth. We both laughed, knowing that this was anatomically impossible. Conn had a look of concern on his face. I told him not to worry; I was going to take excellent care of him, just as he did for me. His frown turned into a great broad smile. The dildo dropped to the floor with a “thunk.” I called into the darkness to the men standing just within the shadows, asking if there were any “K” in the house. Bob stepped forward, holding a tray with a small mirror on it. It was covered with two white powder lines and a twenty-dollar bill rolled up as a straw. Bob put the tray down on the corner of the pad, stood in front of me and said, “If you do him justice, I want you to do me next!” That was all the encouragement I needed. I got down between Conn’s legs and started to suck on his extended ass lips. I love a man who is well opened and capable of taking immense toys and fists. I called out to Jim, asking if there was any frozen Crisco available! Jim shortly appeared with an unwrapped bar in his hand, and then moved off. I took the bar, and had Bob push the bar into his lover’s open and willing ass. I urged his to push deeper and watched in amazement as he quickly was up to his elbow. I told him to start punch fisting Conn’s ass, as I had some things to get ready. I walked off into the dark, just glancing behind to see Conn start to work his nipples in anticipation. I moved quickly around the room, and found just what I needed. There was a pair of thick neoprene gloves and a pair of studded leather forearm cuffs. The studs were about a half-inch wide, deep, and scattered across the cuffs in a random pattern. I donned the gloves and cuffs, found a tub of Crisco, and dug deep into it, covering my hands and arms to my shoulder. I arrived back at the sling, asked Bob to remove his hand, slowly standup, and then back slowly away from the sling. As he rose, I slipped into his place and started pushing a hand into Conn. He had a surprised look on his face, expecting much smaller hands, and when the first set of studs crossed over his ass lips, he grinned in anticipation. Conn took a hit of poppers, tensed, and then exhaled, allowing my hand then arm to move deep into him. I pulled out and then replace my hand with my other arm, picking up the cadence of a marching band. I accelerated the beat punching deeper into him with each thrust. Soon, I was over my elbow and having trouble keeping the tempo due to the suction. I reached down and picked up a towel from the floor. I quickly stripped off the cuffs and gloves off, wiping my hands on another clean towel. Then I picked up the plate of “K” and moved to Conn’s side. Bob helped him lift his head up, and he inhaled half of the first line and then the second line. He threw back his head and then howled at the moon, Bob and Jim moved in for a better look. I picked up the Devil and held it aloft for all to see. I then showed it to Conn, and had him kiss the huge head and lick it. Crisco was heavily applied as I held the beast with a towel so as to not to drop it. I raised my knee up to just below Conn’s ass, using it as an approach ramp. I held up the Devil by its end, and rested its head on my knee. Someone squeezed lube over the dildo’s head and then flooded Conn’s ass. Jim took the poppers and held them under Conn’s nose and he took a deep breath in. Holding the Devil by its tail, I used its weight to drive it into Conn’s ass. At first, his lips refused to open. I lowered the dildo down and someone reached out to direct the head towards his ass. With another hit of poppers, the gates opened, and the head of the Devil disappeared into Conn’s waiting cavern. I paused for a few seconds to let Conn feel the bulk and girth of the Devil. Then he smiled and relaxed, and I slowly let gravity slide the Devil into him. I stopped for a minute when I reached resistance. Conn tensed his muscles and held it for a few seconds. He then took a popper hit and relaxed. The Devil moved past the first sphincter, leaving about two feet of length in my hands. The second sphincter had been reached and refused to open. Conn tried his routine again, tensing, then relax with the poppers, but nothing happened. I stood there with the Devil in my hands. We were at an impasse. I slowly retrieved about a foot of the beast and then let gravity push it back into his wanting ass. This was done over the next couple of hours, with Conn moaning gently and his eyes rolling into his head with both pain and pleasure. When I was about to retrieve the beast completely, Bob stepped forward, slapped Conn’s face hard. He yelled into his ear. “You have to do this for ME! Not for you, but for ME! If you can’t take it, then neither can I and I want it!” Conn jerked to attention and opened his eyes wide at the sound of Bob’s voice, and pulled Bob’s head towards him. I could barely hear Conn’s reply. It sounded like, “you know I would do anything and everything for you. Nothing is out of reach when it comes to you!” Bob stood at the head of the sling now, poppers in hand and a clean towel. He covered Conn’s mouth with the towel and poured a hefty slug of poppers on it. Conn breathed deeply and looked at me. I held the Devil by its tail again, and slowly lowered it into Conn’s gaping asshole. It moved just beyond the grease ring where it had stopped earlier. Bob grabbed Conn’s nipples and pushed his fingernail into them, causing Conn to scream in pain. When he stopped, and put both of his palms down on the swollen nipples and pressed down hard. Conn breathed out deeply, and the Devil moved about six inches deeper. With another deep breath, tensed muscles, and a slow exhale, the Devil moved on its own, fall completely into Conn’s ass. Only the very large head exposed between his legs. He shuttered and look and Bob. Tears welled in Bob’s eyes and he sobbed. He pushed the towel to the floor, kissed Conn long and hard. I pulled about a foot of the Devil out of Conn’s ass, and felt his ass suck it back in. It was embedded so deeply that you could see its outline in Conn’s chest and down his defined abs. Bob took my place and worked the Devil in and out of his partner’s ass, sobbing all the time. Conn started to sob as well, as Jim and I left the area to give the two men some well-deserved privacy. Riding the Devil – Part 2F: Closure Jim and I left the area, and found a dark corner with a large mat. On the floor were two of the smaller Devils, several tubs of Crisco and lube, bottles of poppers, as well as a small tray with two lines of the white powder and a straw. Jim turned to me, hugged me tight and said, “You don’t expect to leave with out filling your promise, did you?” “What promise”, I said. We are going to ride the Devil after we 69 Fist each other. I smiled, pulled him to the floor, and then started smearing grease on my hand and arm. We both filled our asses with lube, and a shot of water from a nearby bottle. He reached the tray, proffered the straw, and he helped me to take half a hit in each nostril. I lay back, as I watched him take his fav, and greased his hand and arm. He pushed a popper bottle in my hand, and picked up one for himself. He hooked his leg behind mine for leverage and to not let me slide away or “escape.” We lay side by side, my fist on his rosebud, and his on mine. He called out from the fog, “I want you to push into me and I’m going to push into you. Don’t stop pushing until I tell you to stop. I want to see how deep you can go in one continuous push!” I called back, “Count back from ten, when you reach zero, its going to be blastoff!” Jim tried to count backwards three times and lost count around seven or eight, unable to hold a thought for more than a second. I kicked him and then I called out, “TWO … ONE … ZERO,” and we pushed simultaneously while drawing our legs together. Jim slipped easily in me and me into him. We continued to pull together and were soon at each other’s elbows, then Jim call for a “BREAK!” And we relaxed. I handed Jim a bottle of water and he took a huge slug. He handed it back to me, and I did the same. He smiles and then said, “You know what is in the “red” water bottle?” With a raised eyebrow and a questioning look on my face, he said, “X”!! He looked up at the mirror on the ceiling, and called, “Ready to have another go!” I twisted my arm that was in his ass and found it was sticky not slick. I told him he needed more grease. I quickly pulled out my hand and reapplied the Crisco and Lube. He did the same for me. But then he grabbed the red water bottle and filled my ass, “Just to get the J-Lube “rehydrated!” Both of us were ready for the next go at it. Starting in the same positions as before, Jim yelled quickly, “THREE … TWO … ONE ... BLAST OFF!” and pushed deep into me, taking me by surprise as he was up to his bicep before I could move. He looked over and told me I had better catch up; the fun was going to start without me! I pushed twice and was right at the same place he was. He started to twist his arm and then clench his fist. It was heaven, as I started to get hard and leaked pre-cum. His bicep was raking my prostrate, and I was going to cum and cum hard and fast. Then he stopped moving and I started to calm down. He called over, you better catch up with me … and he slowly rolled over and on top of me with his arm still in place. As he did, he pushed his cock in my mouth, and took mine in his. I got the setup. Once in place, I slowly twisted my arm and clenched my fist, as he did the same. As I got to the edge, he got to the edge, and we backed off a hair. We did it again and again stopped before the climax. We kept this up for a very very long time. Driving each other to the point of anguish and despair, thinking we would never get off. As some point, I felt that churning deep in my nut sack, and I yelled out that, “I was going to blow!” I came in huge spasms, once, twice, three, four times, filling Jim’s mouth with cum and piss. I must have been clenching down on his arm and he screamed out that he was cumming as well. Cum flooded my mouth and I sucked it down greedily, starting to choke. We lay there exhausted deep in each other's ass unaware that we had an audience, until we heard clapping and hooting in the dark. Conn and Bob emerged from the shadows, laid down on the floor, and huddled with us. Con lay down on my chest with his mouth on my cock, pulled Jim’s arm out of my ass, and pushed his deep into me. Bob got on top of Jim’s chest and clamped down on Jim’s cock as he pulled my arm out of Jim’s ass, inserting his in my place. I looked up into the mirror and again felt the heat in my balls rising as I came in Con’s willing mouth, that was acting as the world’s largest and wettest “Hoover.” Jim reached over and pulled Con towards him. Looking up into the mirror, he found his target and pushed his arm into Con’s open and well-greased ass. Then it struck me … I had a free arm and there was on “open” ass that needed stuffing. Through the tangle of bodies, I could not find Bob’s ass! It had to be somewhere in the “clutter” but was hidden from sight. Someone grabbed my wrist, shoved it into a bucket of Crisco, and then pushed it into a warm, wet, willing hole. I could hear Bob loudly grunt, as my “assistant” pushed me deep into the waiting void. We were held together in this greasy writhing tangle of sweaty bodies. Someone came in my mouth, who was it and did it matter? FUCK NO! Somehow, a plastic bottle of poppers was pushed into my hand, and I took a huge hit, and passed it to someone else. I held it and relaxed. The arm in my ass slid deeper into me, twisting and raking my prostrate again and again. In a blinding flash, I jerked up and came once more, and then again! My sudden movement pushed my arm deeper into Bob, and he screamed and came is huge white globes of cum, flooding Jim’s mouth … over filling it. Jim choked, then caught his breath, but not before he pulled out of Con, who bucked as Jim’s large fist pulled suddenly out of his ass. Con gushed and gushed a spray of cum that hit the mirror above our heads. And the cycle was repeated over and over and over and … I don’t know how long we when at it, but when I finally pried my eyes open, the sun was high in the sky, with a muted light streaming in through the clerestory windows high in the southern wall. Slowly I became aware of my surroundings. I was alone with just one man. His arm was in unremittingly working my ass in slow shallow movements, but the man wasn’t Conn. I raised my head and realized that I was sprawled out on Bob’s massive latex covered chest and sucking on his cock. Cum and piss were pooled on his abdomen around his cock. My arm was deep in his ass, with ass juices leaking out of his hole and on the pad below us. From the moment I met Bob, I had to have him, and this was exactly the situation I wanted (and definitely needed) to have happen. I began sucking hard on his cock. Bob stirred, grunted, and turned his head, as my cock dropped from his mouth. He cleared his throat, and said, “I’m so fucking glad that you are finally awake, PIG!” He found the popper bottle, took a large hit and passed it to me. He found my PA, quickly deep throated my cock, as he slowly exhaled. He reached up and grabbed my nip rings, pulling and rolled them between his fingers. I was already up to my forearm in his ass, but quickly pulled out all the way. I smeared Crisco on my arm, clenched my fist, and shoved his cock back in my mouth, deep throating it, and, then quickly shoved my arm into his gaping rosebud. Without any resistance from Bob, and no rings to open, I was up to my bicep in seconds. I began making short sharp jabbing movements while twisting my arm. Bob clamped down on my arm, loudly squealed and grunted, urging me to move deeper. At some point, Bob and I stopped. He started to laugh aloud, and it was infectious. We needed some fluids and some rest. He slowly and carefully removed his arm from my swollen ass, as I pulled out of his. We found two water bottles on the floor, which were not “red.” He downed one and I did the same to the other. Then he reached over and found two more, and we downed those as well. He switched directions and placed his head on my chest. I held him in my arms and we drifted into a light sleep. When we awoke, through the overhead windows the sky was a brilliant pink and blue heading to a glorious sunset. We were still alone on the floor mat covered by an old cum-stained blanket. Buckets of Crisco, several open “bricks” of Crisco, refilled lube bottles, and freshly filled plastic popper bottles, were next to the pad. Piles of clean towels and cum rags were stacked within each reach, as were an assortment of restraints, dildos, and toys including the Devil, and a small plate with two large syringes filled with a liquid. On the plate the letter “T” was drawn in cum. Bob looked at me, and said, “Seems the fisting elves have been busy while we were napping. It appears they are hoping for a “show” and pushing us in a specific direction.” I replied, “Actually, I am more interested in continuing where we left off, the toys can be dessert once we have our fill of the “MAIN COURSE!!” He the retrieved two lube bottles, cakes of Crisco, and the syringes. He handed one set to me and rolled over on his chest. Taking his lead, I pushed the syringe up his ass and fully emptied its contents, followed by the Crisco, then over half the bottle of lube. Reaching over, I grabbed a large butt plug and shoved it deep into his ass to keep everything “in place.” Bob coughed, and I knew I better catch up and fast. Rolling on my back, I did myself, as Bob was riding the wave. I emptied the syringe and pushed the Crisco deep into my ass, holding it in place for maximum impact. I opened the lube bottle, and pushed it into me. I lost my grip, and the entire bottle disappeared from sight. Bob giggled, as the wave started to rush over me. For a second I was stunned, and then coughed as the T slowly seeped into my brain. Bob grabbed a cum rag, and pushed it into me, grabbing the base of the bottle. In a deft move, as he pulled out, he squeezed the bottle with his massive hand. As it exited and he pulled it free, I clamped my ass tight. He quickly returned his fist to my ass and pushed deep into me. There we were on our backs, looking up at the ceiling mirror. Bob’s fist was in me, and there I was struggling to pull the plug from his ass, so I could push into him. Each time I grabbed the end of the plug, my hand slipped off. My brain was getting more and more fuzzy, and I could not come up with a plan. Actually, I was fixated on the primary idea that all I wanted was Bob’s fist then arm deep into me. Bob just wanted me to shove the plug up has ass …. NOW! I panicked! Both Conn and Jim came to our rescue. Bob and I were completely out of it. Someone pulled the plug from Bob’s ass and pushed my fist into it. Then, Conn at my head and Jim at Bob’s, they slowly pushed us towards each other, driving our fists deep into one another. At some point, they stopped for a few minutes as Bob and I got accustomed to the fullness in our asses. As if on cue, large steep foam wedges were forced under each of our heads and then backs, forming tow greasy slides, aiming us toward each other. Sliding down the chutes, we slowly drove deeper into each other’s gaping maws. I looked in the overhead mirror and saw Conn at my head. Jim was at Bob’s head. A cool liquid was wiped on my nipples followed my rough nipple clamps on a chain. Jim did the same to Bob. A bungee cord was attached to the chains and then pulled taught, urging Bob and I closer together. I was handed poppers and took a large hit, held it, and slowly exhaled. I looked up and Bob’s huge arm was in my ass, well beyond his elbow. I slowly moved into the twilight, feeling Bob clench and unclench his fist as he pounded my ever-expanding ass. I was detached, as watched the action in the mirror. All I could focus was the amazing feeling in my ass, Conn working my nips hard, the irresistible pull on my nipples slowly moving me deeper into Bob, and that very broad “shit-eating” smile on his face staring back at me in the mirror. The next thing I remembered was a vast feeling of emptiness, and a mounting sense of panic. I reached out for Bob, who found and clenched my hand. I looked up and saw that Bob was between my spread legs and we were asshole to asshole separated by about three feet. We were lying on a thick rubber mat that sat on a piece of chain-link fencing, suspended from the ceiling by chains and large springs. Each time I moved, the “bed” shuttered and bounced slightly up and down. Between Bob and I, there appeared to be two identical Devils, each aimed at our gaping rosebuds. Bob looked up into the overhead mirror and smiled at me, then said, “I am so wanted to take this ride with you and I am SOOO READY!” To which I replied, “FUCK YEA! Bring it ON!” Conn and Jim were scurrying around making all sorts of preparations. At one point, when my eyes were closed, and I was “just resting,” Conn whispered into my ear, that I should hold still, and all was going to be “amazing.” I opened my eyes, and stared at the mirror above me. My nips were individually clamped and many heavy metal rings weights encircled my nut sack stretching it taught and well beyond its normal length. The bottom ring had an attached eyebolt. My nips and balls were attached to long bungee cords stretched up and over Bob’s head and out of sight. Seeing Bob completely stripped of his latex, with his exposed his massive chest, well-defined abs, and huge flaccid cock, got me really horny. He was in a similar state of “attachment.” I watched as earplugs were inserted in both of our ears. A heavy latex hood was pulled over my head with eye and mouths hole in it. The eyeholes were zippered closed. Headphones then covered my ears, and the music was loud but not that uncomfortable. I recognized the music but the name hung out at the edge of my awareness. Bob called out to Conn, “You FUCK!!!! You know that this music gets me torque up!!! FUCK, I love being fisted to “Brian Bennett’s “Flying Fists!” Bob started to bounce with the downbeat of the music. I tensed my body, trying to relaxed, knowing that more would be coming. Bob bounced slightly in time with the music, and had to be a similar or “worse” position. As I lay there enjoying the stretching of my balls and cock. Each and every movement on the sling sent a shudder through my nips and cock. Then someone lifted up my foot and strapped it to one of Bob’s. Immediately, the other was lifted and attached. Now Bob and I were connected and could pull toward each other … outstanding! Here I was, lost in my own reverie. Each sling movement got me more and more excited: the anticipation and pain becoming an aphrodisiac. Lube was pumped into my ass, and I felt the head of the Devil pushed against my rosebud. My mouth and nose were pushed into an open popper bottle, and I took a large hit. Exhaling and then relaxing, the Devil was forcible pushed non-stop deep into me until the knot was reached. I shuddered, and the sling bounced and moved driving a ripple of excitement through my nips and cock. Bob raised his knees and pulled me towards him. Someone opened the zippers covering my eyes, and it took me a few seconds to get accustomed to the light. There in the mirror above me, lay two me. They were attached by their feet, and again by their assholes via a very long and fat double-headed dildo. It was twice the length of my “devil,” and suspended at its center by a bungee cord tied to a bar over the sling. What devious scheme did Jim and Conn come up with? Before I could voice the question, I got my answer. The two Devils were attached, end to end, and their combined weight yielding to gravity was going to drive the beast into both of us simultaneously! The sling was the answer to my question. I raised my hips, driving them back onto the sling… my nipples and cock stretched then returned … the Devil bounced and moved about a half inch deeper into my ass. The same thing must have happened to Bob, because he made the sling bounce again and again and again. Someone closed the eye openings on my hood then cuffed my hands together. The cuffs were attached to rope and tied tightly to what I had to assume was Bob’s cuffs. A rag saturated with ethyl and poppers was placed over my mouth, and someone put the sling in motion. It began moving it up and down, and then to the sides without any pattern. With each movement drove the Devil into me, but I could not mount the knot. Then I grabbed the bungee cord connecting the cuffs and pulled, while raising my knees, moving me towards Bob. He got the message and did the same thing. Soon we were practically sitting upright and moving closer together flexing the Devil. For a second, I thought it was going to work. Then there was movement and a slapping / popping sound. The Devil with its own initiative flexed and yanked itself from our asses. Simultaneously, we both yelled and then screamed for its return. We fell back and pushed far apart, exhausted. The music ended and I could hear scurrying around the sling. Our hoods and headphones were removed, and Bob and I stared up at the mirror. On the sling next to us, the broken elongated Devil lay in pieces, and Jim was not happy! Conn came to the rescue. With a cum rag, he took one beast and shoved it up my ass to the knot. He then slid Bob down over the other end, forcing him to “swallow” it to the knot. There we were, asshole to asshole, sucking down poppers and ethyl, having the best of times, bouncing on the sling and working each other into frenzy. After a good long time of pushing and pulling the solitary Devil between us, Bob reached down and forced the entire Devil up my gapping ass. He put his foot in front of my ass, so could not expel it. Then he reached over and shoved the other Devil up his own ass. I put my foot in front of his ass, so he too had a trapped devil. We lay there, exhausted and filled to the “brim.” I pulled my foot away, and the Devil slowly emerged from his ass, like the serpent that it was. Bob sat up and then moved his foot and pulled the Devil from my ass. I lay back in the sling and was quickly joined by Bob, Conn, and Jim. I was beyond exhausted and lay my head on Conn chest. He offered his ringed nipple, which I slowly started to suck on, and encircled me with his strong arms. Jim lay behind me, spooning his body with mine. I felt his cock stiffen. With a slight thrust, he pushed it into my ass and then reached around to massage my nipples. Bob climbed onto the sling behind Conn. I assume he too got stiff, because Conn shifted slightly and Bob found his purchase. Then Bob pulled a heavy blanket over the four of us. The body heat generated by the four of us lulled me to into a deep and comforting sleep. I dreamt I was aboard an old sailing ship, caught in a storm and being roughly tossed by the sea. Huge seafaring monsters of the deep, circled the ship as it floundered. I was thrown into the water, trying to swim. A long sea serpent coiled around me, pulling me down into the depths. It drove its head deep into my ass, working me hard and deep… pushing and pulling, and pushing and pulling, and … I sighed with the knowledge that it had really happened. This ends this part of the story about "Riding the Devil." New episodes will follow in the New Year! And in closing, A GREASY AND HAPPY NEW YEAR TO YOU AND YOURS! Mike.

RIDING THE DEVIL - PART 1A: Welcum to LA I was in a lousy mood. I was in LA on a big business deal that had tanked right after I arrived. I started to think about turning my loss into a gain. As soon as I got back to my hotel room, I was on the Internet looking for someone to play with. It was 9pm, and I had been going hot and heavy with a guy named Nick, who claimed to be into nasty greasy ass play. Just the type of man I was looking for. And here I was, at midnight, in this biker bar and this fucker had stood me up. So, I’m sitting at the bar nursing my beer, checking out the scenery. I’m wearing a pair of ripped 501s, a pair of leather suspenders, and engineer’s boots, which I always travel with. I also was prominently displaying my 0-gage nipple rings and flagging red in both rear pockets. So, I’m somewhat underdressed, as the bikers are wearing lots of leather. The bar smelled of stain beer, leather, and sweat, all turn ons for me. I’m getting ready do down the end of my beer and leave, thinking that I was wasting my time. And who, walks into the bar, but my ex's ex. He’s a nasty fuck, who enjoys messing with people just because he can, he’s big and fat and ugly. See me, he strolls over and sits on the stool next to me. He is a shithead who could fuckup anyone’s life on first sight. He sees me, strolls over, and sits on the stool next to me. He looks over and starts screaming at me, saying I screwed up his life. Saying that my ex, now his ex, had left him because of me. We exchanged some fighting words, and he takes a swing at me, which I ducked under. The bartender bangs a baseball bat on the bar and tells us to cool off. I tell the asshole to fuck off and headed to the can. When I got back to the bar, he’s yelling at a group of men and then turns to glower at me. He gets in my face, and I take a swing at him. The bouncer was standing near by and tells us both to leave. I was steamed about being stood up and now about the asshole of my ex. I grab my beer sitting on the bar, and drain it completely. I then head out to the car, pissed as all hell. I start getting this warm feeling in my gut, and then start getting lightheaded. I start back to the bar, but sit down on the fender of a car trying to clear my head. Feeling somewhat better, but finally understanding that the shithead had spiked my beer. I start heading back to my car, but I’m fuzzy and disoriented. I need to call someone, but who? I don’t know many people in LA, and I’m going to kill myself if I get behind the wheel. I reach my car, and lurch around the open door of my car. There on the driver’s seat with his pants around his ankles, is this hot looking man. Full beard, shaved head, shirtless with huge pierced nipples, and a semi-ridged cock. He smiles at me, and says his name is Nick and that I must be Mike. He says he was running late for our meeting, arriving just in time to see the ruckus in the bar. He also saw the fuck put something in my beer, and decided to use it to his advantage. I was raging at him, and he told me to calm down. When I didn’t, he stood up. He was huge, well over 6’4. He put both his hands on my shoulders and pushed me hard to my knees. He told me I had better calm down and pushed his cock into my gaping mouth. He had been tweaking in anticipation of our getting together. He had a large load of T-Piss that he was saving for me, and he pushed me down deep on his cock and started to piss. I was not thinking clearly, and started to choke on the piss, I pulled off and sucked on the golden piss, taking every drop. By the second, he started to get hard, and through his hardon proceeded to piss down my throat. He kept pissing for what seemed like hours, and I took every drop, finally draining him dry. I was getting that horny, really horny as I sucked on his cock. I spit on my hand and started to work my fingers into his asshole. He stepped to the side granting me full access, and my hand entered his ass without a pausing. After a few minutes, he backed away and released my hand. He stood me up and said I looked like I was ready to play and play hard. I told him as long as he had more product and he was into some no-holds barred, give/take fisting, I was up for the trip back to his place. Then he told me, he other surprises. He spoke to the bartender, letting him know that his car would be in the parking lot for a couple of days. Not thinking all that clearly, I moved over to the passenger seat and handed him my keys. We drove but I could not follow the street signs or directions. I was totally lost and not caring where we were heading. The only thoughts I had was that of being deep into Nick’s ass and he into mine. I closed my eyes for what I thought was a minute, laying back on the car seat, working my nips hard. We stopped a traffic light and he leaned over me. He sucked on my cock and worked his hand into my ass. I heard a car horn and some yelling. The hand was withdrawn and we drove off. By the time we got to his place I was ripped and ready to go. He led me to his bedroom, and told me to take off my clothes and get comfortable. I asked if I should clean out and he told me that would be a good idea. I stumbled into the bathroom and found a shower-shot and a bottle of poppers on the ledge. With the warm water running down my leg, I took a hit and pushed the hose up my ass. Nick entered the shower and proceeded to clean me out, pushing the hose deeper into my ass. Returning the favor, I did the same for him. He then told me to bend over and reach for my ankles. Pulling a squeeze bottle from a shelf, he filled my ass with a warm solution and promptly pushed a large butt plug up my ass. He stood me up, toweled me off and led me to his playroom. We entered the dark room; the only light was two red lamps in opposite corners of the room. Every wall was painted black and the ceiling was blood red with large mirrors hanging from it. Nick directed me to a bed in the corner of the room, and proceeded to straddle me, sitting on my face. He urged me to suck on his rosebud, slowly dribbling out a semi-bitter, semi-sweet liquid. I lapped up every drop, uncaring as to what it was. He hummed some sort of tune, but I could not exactly make it out, laying there between his legs and pushing my tongue up has asshole. He move to my side and reached over to a small nightstand by the bed. I opened a draw and pulled out a kit containing the points and the t. He looked at me with a faint smile and asked how much I needed to get really piggy, noting that he had just gotten an outstanding delivery … among the best he had every received. I said that .4 was my usually dose and would serve me well. He stood and left, returning a few minutes later with the loaded points. He asked if he could do me, and I said that I was in no condition to refuse, smiling a shit-eating grin. He tied off my arm and then pushed the rig into my vein. I watched the red cloud form in the chamber, and he untied the armband. Then he said quietly that he had added an additional quantity to my rig and I should relax. I was going to really enjoy the ride. I was focused on his face, he said “OINK” and depressed the plunger. A warmth spread up my arm and across my chest flowing down to my toes, and then it struck … I could not breathe and started to panic. Nick looked down at me, as if in a long tunnel and in my ear, said “Breath!” I coughed and the warmth hit my brain. I was in heaven and all I needed was something to suck on. Nick quickly did himself, and as the drug reached his brain, he too coughed loudly as he dropped to the bed besides me. He reversed and leaned over me, and started to suck my cock. Being no slouch, I put his cock in my mouth and after a while reached over and into an open can of Crisco. I started to massage his ass. He groaned and opened his legs wider, urging me to push into him. He reached over the side of the bed and lifted a squeeze bottle of poppers and another of j-jelly. He handed me the poppers and squeezed the j-jelly on my asshole. He called out that I should take a hit and hold it for a count of five, then slowly releasing it. As I got to five, he pushed the bottle of jelly into my ass and squeezed, flooding my ass. Then he handed the bottle to me, knowing that I would do the same to him. He pushed his hand in the Crisco, clamped his mouth onto my cock and started to suck hard. As he did, he worked his hand into my ass. A faint feeling of panic surfaced in the back of my mind, remembering how large Nick’s hand was, much larger than I typically take at the onset of play. However, he seemed to sense my tension and concern. He raised his head, pushed the poppers into my hand, and told me to take a hit and hold it for as long as I could. When I released my breath and was fully relaxed, he slowly entered my ass to his wrist. Then he started to twist it deeper into me. I was a pig in heaven. He was deep into me in a heartbeat. It was amazing, as he worked his arm into me, slowing and steadily working it deeper. I was so into the moment, I was floating. He played with my ass for what seemed like hours / days. Then he stopped, and withdrew his arm. I leaned over me, chewed on my ear, and then said, “My turn,” and handed me the jelly. Taking the hint, I sat up and looked at him. He had this grin on his face, I’m not sure if it was just sly or evil, but it turned me on. I flipped him over on his stomach, and started to eat his ass and working his cock and balls hard. He was getting into it, bucking and pushing back on my tongue. When he was nice and wet, I pushed the jelly bottle into his ass. Much to my surprise, there was no resistance and it just disappeared out of sight. He started to chuckle and then was in a full belly laugh in no time. I was in a panic, thinking we had a trip to the hospital in our immediate future. Knowing we both would have a lot of explaining to do in the ER. He rolled over on his back, and told me to hold out my hands. He grunted and pushed, hitting me squarely in the middle of my chest with the bottle. It dropped into my outstretched hands. Not to be taken advantage of, I pushed the bottle partway into his ass and gave a good healthy squeeze, then without releasing it pulled it out in one quick fluid movement. I told him that he was a fucked up nut case, and he looked at me and smiled. And then he said, “And what’s your story, PIG!” We laughed, and as he lifted his head back laughing, I pushed my arm into him, to just above the wrist. The exhaled and sucked me deep into his gut. I worked him relentlessly. Sometimes my strokes were deep, nearly to the elbow and sometimes I pulled completely out, not stopping as I drove into him repeatedly. At one point, he bellowed and clamped down on my arm. He screamed “FUCCCCCCK” and tried to push my arm out. I held my ground passing him the poppers. Taking a large hit and holding it, he relaxed, and my arm slid in to the elbow, and then with a moment’s hesitation he was riding on my mid-bicep. I flexed my fist while it was deep in him and slowly pulled it all the way out. As it emerged, he smiled this knowing smile. Quietly he said that I would get my just desert. I told him that was my exact thought and he should do his worst to me, because I was going to do my worst to him. This went on for nearly two days, pushing and pulling each other over and beyond the edge. Hands, arms, toys of all sizes and shapes were called into play. We rested, catnapped, and drank Gatorade and water. We used our piss or stored it for later use. At one point, we had accumulated about a half gallon of t-laidened piss. Nick rummaged in his toy chest and pulled out an enema bag with one hose attached to two nozzles. He made sure the hose was clamped off, filled the bag to its brim, and hung it high over the bed. He found two inflatable butt plugs, each with a hose running through its center. He pushed one deep into my ass and proceeded to pump it till it was filling my cavity. He looked a me, and I did the same to him. We moved our asses together, so that the hoses would reach each plug. He then pushed a nozzle into the hose of each plug, and handed me the poppers. He said I should lay back and enjoy the ride that was about to begin. Lying nearly asshole to asshole we both took hits, as Nick released the hose clamp flooded us with t-piss. The feeling was like floating on a cloud. I could feel the piss moving deep into me, with no end in sight. Nick grunted as the last of the piss entered both of us. Reaching over, he clamps off the supply hose. Then he reaches over and starts to inflate the dildo in my ass. He pumps it more and more, driving it deeper into me with each squeeze. Sometimes the bulb slips from his hands, and to make up time he leans into the dildo driving it deeper into me. Then he hands me his pump bulb and I do the same for him. Then he hooked his legs over mine, pulling me towards him. I immediately see what he was doing and hooked my legs over his, pulling him towards me. Soon the ends of each dildo were touching and we were driving them deeper into each other. I reach for Nick’s pump bulb and he cautioned me that they were most likely at their maximum inflation. Any more and we risked a blowout. I dropped the bulb, and with one swift motion, I push the dildo deep into him. I loose sight of the base and then push it deeper with my hand, rotating it as it drives forward. He followed my lead and pushed my dildo deep into me with his hand…. And there we lay. He released my legs, and slowly moved to my side, never disturbing the dildo or hose. He told me he wanted to push the piss back and forth between us with the dildos still in place. Clamping his legs together, so the plug could not be expelled. He clamped down, and I could feel the piss from his ass entering deep into me. He stopped and smiled, and I tightened my abdomen, pushing the piss out of my ass into him. His eyes rolled back into his head as he exhaled. Back and forth, we pushed the t-laidened piss. It was recycling in its most fucked up form, and we wallowed in the sensation as each wave of piss entered our bodies. We cycled the t-piss between us, all the time I worked my nips hard, as did he. When the mood hit me, I would put the heel of my foot on his puckered rosebud and press, driving the dildo deeper into Nick’s overplayed asshole. Not being a slouch for pleasure or pain, Nick tied a rope to my nip clamps and would pull without mercy, till I bucked and expelled my piss into him. After quite a while, when the action started to flag, Nick reached over and placed two clamps on the hose connecting us, one just behind each of the dildos entered our asses. Then he pulled the hoses apart at the “t” connector, allowing us to separate. He flipped me over and buried his face in my ass, licking where the butt plug disappeared up my ass. I would push the plug out and he would push it back in with his tongue. After a while, he took the plug’s hose in his mouth. He slowly reduced the pressure in the dildo while opening the hose. He sucked down the t-laidened piss, draining my ass to the very last drop … then burped. He smiled and asked me if I wanted my share, as he carefully pulled the deflated plug from my gaping butt. Then he rolled on his stomach, and I got between his legs and started to lick his exposed ass. I rimmed him and licked around the plug, never pushing or pulling on it. After a while, with Nick moaning the entire time, I started to play with the plug in his ass. First deflating it, then inflating it to the max; pulling it out then pushing it deeper into him. I discovered that I could deflate it and then push it deep into his ass, followed by a full inflation. He writhed with pain and pleasure. At once point, the plug was deflated and I could feel it on my fingertips, but my arm was in him to mid-forearm. I started to retrieve it, but he told me to inflate it to the max… and so I did. He rolled on his back, and there above his stomach sat this outline of the inflated plug. (If only I had a camera! --- LOL.) With the plug still in place and not releasing the plug pressure, I slowly released the hose clamp with the tube in my mouth. The pressure was so great that the tube blew out of my mouth. The entire load was lost in a wild waterworks display. When it stopped, I slowly released the pressure in the dildo; Nick grunted and expelled the plug, dropping it into my lap. With his ass still in the air, I reached over and smeared j-jelly into Nick’s ass. With just a moment’s hesitation, I reached over and pushed my arm deep into his gaping hole. He stiffened, but I reached around him and grabbed his nipple, working it hard. Deeper and deeper I plunged into him. He struggled but finally gave in to my demands. I was well above my elbow. He called for a break, saying that if I did not withdraw, right then and now, I was going to rip him open. Heading his warning, I told him to relax because my withdrawal was going to be very slow with lots of twists and turns. He relaxed and after a good long time, my arm finally saw the light of day. The pounding took its toll, and when I finally stopped, his ass was one gaping rosebud. He was exhausted and I was exhausted. He rolled up to me, spooning with me, and pulled a blanket over us. We were quickly asleep, me firmly Riding the Devil – Part 1B: Welcum to LA (Continued) I was awakened by a cool breeze over my body. I thought I had pushed aside the blanket, but I was wrong. I was spread-eagled on the bed, my ankles and wrists in cuffs, each arm tied to a corner of the bed. Between my legs was a pole about four feet in length holding them wide apart. The pole was tied to the footboard at the bottom of the bed. Nick had been spraying me with a spray bottle we used when the J-Jelly was getting to dry. He was wearing full leather hood, covered with metal studs. On his hands was a pair of huge leather gauntlets also studded with steel buttons. He told me that I had wrecked his hole and he was going to do the same to mine. The sneer on his lips showed that he was not playing games, and I shivered not from the cold spray, but from the apprehension. I asked what he had in mind, and he yelled at me to “shut the fuck up!” He pulled a crop from the floor and started to beat me with it. My stomach, then chest, then groin were struck repeatedly. The blow came quicker and sharper, and I was starting to get scared, really scared. I started to plead with him to release me. Instead, he roughly started pulling a tight rubber hood over my head. It was very tight and would not go on. He found a j-jelly bottle on the floor, took a healthy squeeze, and rubbed it on my head and face. The hood easily slipped on. It only had a mouth opening. I continued to plead, when he forced a ball gage into my mouth. I spit it out and he forcefully pushed it back in and tied it behind my head. It had a narrow tube running through it, and I could pull air through it if I focused on it. I started to panic when he held my nose and forced me to breathe through the tube. He told me to lie still or what he had planned next would really hurt. I felt tightness on my bicep followed by coolness on my arm. A slight pin prick caught me my surprise, and my world started to spin. Nick whispered into my ear that it was going to be just fine, and I should relax and enjoy the ride. Then he clamped my nose forcing me to suck air through the ball gage. I was breathing pure poppers. I was riding on a cloud. Nick began to beat then work my nipples hard, suddenly tightly clamping each of them. I could feel a chain connecting the clamps resting on my chest. He lifted my head up and placed it on a pillow. The chain was run around my neck and the slack removed. Every time I pushed my head back into the pillow, the chain pulled my nipples taught. It felt wonderful…. Then my legs were slowly lifted off the bed and into the air. I was laying at a 45 degree angle with my head on the pillow and my shoulders on the bed. Then I felt a warm sensation between legs or was it something cool, I could not tell, as a cream was massaged onto my ass lips. Warm, cool, cold, warmer, and hotter? I started to buck as the heat increased; my ass was on fire, and I needed to escape. With each bucking motion, I yanked on the nipple clamps and sucked in poppers. Finally, after an eternity, my ass was then flooded with a warm liquid which seemed to be slippery, maybe J-Lube? And the heat subsided. Then a hard plastic rod was laid against my flaccid cock. My cock was roughly handled as a wide band of material was wrapped tightly around both. The plastic rod came to life, startling me … with a pulse of its own. Vibrating in a random pattern, and I started to get hard. Someone grabbed my bound cock and covered the head with something slippery. My cock was pulled to its limit. There was a quick urgent push and then a short hot pain. Something was pushed down my urethra and deep into my bladder. My cock turned flaccid as a fluid entered my bladder. The fluid was warm and I responded with a raging hardon as the vibrations resumed. Then the pillow was yanked from under my neck and my head dropped against the bed, nearly pulling the tight clamps off my nipples. The pain moved from my cock to my nipples and then back again. The crop was beating my cock, check, nipples, head … I was completely at Nick’s mercy, and he was showing none. I laid there immobile, for what seemed like hours, the pain and pleasure came in wave with no order or pattern. I felt that I was not in control of my own body, as some liquid was loaded then drained from my bladder. Then a set of headphones was places over my ears, and the volume first low was steadily increased until the bass boomed in my head. Were the vibrations on my cock mirroring the bass or tenor line of the music; I was lost in a world I did not know how to control. Then the pressure was felt on my ass, a heavy weight was resting on my rosebud. The pressure was unrelenting and insistent. As I tried to push it off, and out, straining to more the immoveable object. Bearing the pressure not more, I suddenly relaxed, and it drove itself into me. I struggled, when a clamp was placed on my nose, sealing it completely. The object assaulting my ass was huge, or so it felt. The heat, then cold, then warmth on my rosebud kept me focused on nothing else. A sharp slap on my ass, and I inhaled deeply, then I lost focus. The thing finally made purchase in my ass, as my rosebud opened to accept it. The pressure ceased for just a moment, and then it backed out no more than an inch. Massive quantities of fluid were pumped into my ass, a warm slippery fluid that was very cold and uncomfortable. I shivered from the cold and fear, then the pressure began to slowly increase, unyielding pressure, unsympathetic pressure driving this thing deeper into my gut. After a long time and for a brief moment the pressure ceased and the object was withdrawn. The hood on my head was slightly lifted and I could see light for a brief moment. Hands removed the nose clamp and I took a deep breath. I relaxed, and then so did my rosebud. Without hesitation, the thing was driven deep into me, deep than it was before. It had made its way past my second sphincter and was pushing against the third. I sucked on the tube, held it till I had to breathe slowly exhaling. My head was spinning, my gut relaxed and the thing pushed beyond the sphincter. My asshole was over extended, straining / swelling / expanding to accommodate the thing pushing down into me, but for what goal? The music changed to something techno with an accentuated bass line. A driving beat, that was as unrelenting as was the thing deep in my colon. I took a deep breath of poppers, and held it. Things started to get fuzzy, and I started to loose consciousness, relaxing fully. To my horror, the thing started twist and then spin as it found purchase and descend deeper into me. As I lost consciousness, I heard some laughing and then a deep belly laugh. With each crackle of laughter, the thing was slowly exiting my sore and overworked ass. When I opened my eyes, the music had stopped, and my head was uncovered. The j-lube wiped from my face. I blinked into the strong light, and looked down at my cock. It was catheterized and bound to a vibrating dildo, which twitched and pulsed as if it had a life of its own. The catheter was plugged into a partially filled bag containing piss, lying next to me. My nipples were pulled taught by a line from the ball gage in my mouth. Inserted in the ball gage was a tube, and the tube feed into a plastic bottle containing what appeared to be poppers. Standing between my raised legs was a hoodless Nick, the studded leather gauntlet was pressed deep in my ass, nearly to his forearm. He smiled, and I took a long drag on the poppers, held it till I could no longer, and closed my eyes. I shuck my head, in a “yes” jester, and he pushed slowly down and in to me. Unrelenting, always forward, looking at me, and telling me to breath. And as I did, I sucked up poppers and relaxed, and he was deep into me…. All I could see was his elbow emerging from my ass, my wrecked asshole. In one quick and sudden movement, he pulled out of me completely. I was empty and I started to sob. He laughed and pushed back into me, assuming his former position. Then he said “More?” and I nodded. When he reached the third sphincter, , and I shot a load like I had never done before… globs and globs of white cream shot skyward, covering Nick and my chest. I was carefully lowered to the bed, and unbound. The Cath was left in my cock for a while as I rested and tried to catch my breath. Nick lay next to me and said, “See … I said I would be even!” And that he did. We fell asleep in each other’s arms, me sleeping the sleep of the dead, never once moving. When I awoke, the room had changed. It was flooded by sunlight from a partially opened curtain. It was morning? I could not tell. I got out of bed, slightly unsteady on my feet and found my way to the bathroom to brush my teeth, and take a piss. I walked down to the kitchen and found Nick preparing scrambled eggs, orange juice, and toast. He said, it was time for some sustenance before our next “round.” The food was wonderful and was just the perfect combination flavors. I asked what day it was, and he said we had been at it for over two days. It was now Thursday, and my flight was leaving on Sunday. We were relaxing, drinking great coffee, and talking about all sorts of inconsequential things. Then slowly he got this far off look in his eyes, and told me that he needed something very special. Actually, I remember him telling me he craved something that most men would not give him. I told him that I would do anything that he needed done, no hold barred, anything. That’s when he took me back to the play room and sat me on the bed. Then he told me he wanted to ride the Devil. I looked at him and said, “Let’s do it!” He reached under the bed and pulled out a large double-headed dildo. It was a monster, well over four feet in length and somewhere over 4.5 inches in diameter. More impressive was a large knot in the center, which was at least 7 inches in diameter. He then reached into a draw and produced a small plate with two straws. He told me that it was K and put the plate down. He wanted to do the K and then ride the Devil. Me on one side him on the other. His goal was to take his end deep in his ass and then move across the knot taking that as well, if I would “yield” it after a fight. I looked very skeptically at the monster, but he said he had done it just once before, and it was amazing. I looked at him and said, I’m in! He produced another set of points already loaded. He tied me off and inserted the point in my arm. He looked at me, and I at him. I said, “I know I can trust you and you would never do anything to harm me … RIGHT?” He kissed me and pushed down on the plunger, and I coughed and lay down on the bed beside the devil. He did himself and took me in his arms, kissing me deeply, and then said “I would never do anything to harm you or spoil what I have found.” The warm rush moved across my body, he asked if I needed more, and I said yes, based on the size of the dildo, I would need a LOT more. He produced two additional points and did me then himself. A tidal wave washed over me, and I was ready. Nick kept calling me his “FUCKIN’ BROTHER PIG!” at the top of his lungs, as his body reacted to the hit. He had arranged the well-lubed dildo between us and I bent my knees on either side of it. From this perspective, it was huge and I never thought I could even take the head. He reached over and carefully picked up the plate with the K, and told me to carefully sit up. He did the same. He took the straw and handed it to me. There where two lines on the plate. I inhaled half the line then changed nostrils. The feeling was like a hole was torn in my ass and I needed something to fill it, deeply filling it to the extreme. I saw Nick take his K, and saw the evil gleam in his eyes. He told me to lie back, and when I did, he hooked his ankles behind my knees and slowly started pulling me on the dildo. My ass was well opened from the previous play. The head stopped at my ass, and but my rosebud would not open. I struggled to take the monster, but to no avail. Nick saw my need and passed me the poppers. Taking a hit and holding it, did the trick, and I relaxed. My hole opened and Nick feed the Devil into me, first its huge head, then the slow decent into my open and willing hole. It hurt for a moment, and Nick laughed. He called out from his “fog” that I should relax and let him do the work. Before I knew it, I was down on the knot, and asshole to asshole with Nick. He was laughing and crying, lost in his own world of emotions and pleasure. I was feeling the pressure, as Nick took a hit of poppers and started to mount the knot, pulling the dildo out of my ass. That’s when I got mad, actually angry. I wanted the prize and he was not going to take it from me. I threw my legs over his and started to buck and pulling him towards me, taking possession of the center, the knot was again between us. Then suddenly he said, “You want it, you got it!” and started to push the dildo out of his ass and deep into me. He was working the knot into my ass and not letting me back off of it as he pulled me forward. He tossed me the poppers and told me I better take a good large hit, because the Devil was going to roost in my ass, no questions about it. I poured some on a towel, closed my eyes and put the towel over my mouth and nose. Breathing deeply, I relaxed as the knot made it thought my asshole. It was huge and I thought I was going to get ripped. But it did not stop there. Nick kept pushing, and then he was next to me. He told me to open my eyes and look up. On the ceiling was a mirror. I could clearly see that between my legs was just the head of the dildo protruding from my enflamed asshole. I gasped, and could not believe it. He told me I took the entire length, and he wanted it back. Just to make sure, he reached over and pushed the second head deep into me, and laughed. Getting between my legs, asshole to asshole, he told me to push. The monster emerged and started to enter his ass. At the knot, I stopped, not knowing how to expel the Devil. Nick passed the poppers, and said to relax. I did, and it easily emerged, entering his willing gaping hole. When the head was the last thing in me, I did not want to release it. He laughed and said that we could just pass it between us. And that we did for many many hours, so it seemed. We played and partied for over 4 days. When it was over, we cleaned up, I went back to my hotel to pick up my things, and went out to get something to eat. Then I dropped him e back at the bar, he followed me to the rental car return, and then drove me to the terminal. We talked at the airport for about an hour while I waited for my fight. He told me I was the best fucking pig he had ever encountered. As I sat on the plane returning to NYC, I remember quite a bit of play and this very warm feeling in my ass. When I got home and opened my checked baggage, there was a new and very large double-headed dildo covered in a towel. It was the big brother of the one we played with. The attached note said that the two of us had shared this. It should be a memento of my visit and that he wanted me to return soon. And that I will!

Twins (Part 4) After a shower and little rest they got ready to go out for the night. Eric began smoking some more Tina to keep him going for the nights activities. They passed the pipe around along with a round of Viagra to keep them all hard for the night. Jeff had no idea what where they were going or what was planned, but he was game for anything. They hopped in Jeff's jeep and drove off. Jack noticed that Eric had a gym bag with him, but never gave it much thought as they sped away. It didn't take long before they were in front of a nice looking building when Eric announced they had arrived. Jeff asked what the place was and was told that they were at the local bath house. They went in side and asked for the room that was reserved for them. Eric and Jack had arranged for a sling room for the night and well into the next day. As they got settled in the room, Jeff looked around and noticed the sling. He wondered why they all came here when they could have played back a the apartment. Jack told Jeff this is where we came the night after they told me that I had been pozzed by them to celebrate. I spent the entire night in that sling over there, right were you will be tonight. They all led Jeff over to and then lifted him up into the sling. Jeff then had his wrists and ankles restrained so he was not going any where until he would be released. It was apparent that Jeff was excited at the idea of being in the sling by the hard 8 inch erection he had, then again it could be the Viagra kicking in. They made sure that Jeff's ass was higher then his head so that nothing would leak out. Jack put an open bottle of Gatorade to Jeff's lips and told him to drink. Jeff liked Gatorade, but this tasted different. Jack let Jeff know that it had a good amount of G in it and with the Tina he was about to slam, the poppers later on he would be begging for anything to be put in his ass. Eric prepared the 3 slams. Jeff watched as Eric and Miguel gave themselves their slams. He was fascinated how some one could just inject themselves like that. Then Jack stepped up and showed Jeff how to give a slam. He tied a rubber tube around his arm, found a good vein then stuck the needle in his own arm. Jeff watched as Jack pulled back a little bit of blood back. As he started to push the plunger down, Jeff asked about his slam. Jack looked down at him and said, "I have your slam right here."; Jeff gave himself about 1/3 of the slam before he stopped and pulled back filling it with some of his own blood. Jack let Jeff know that just as had been done with him when Eric and Miguel brought him here a few months ago, the three of them had shared a slam, Jack was sharing his with Jeff. Miguel tied rubber tubing around Jeff's arm as Jack pulled the the Tina and blood mix syringe from his arm and approached his brother. Jeff was in a haze from the G that he barely comprehended all the implications of his brother's actions. Jack let him know that if all the seeding didn't take, this would not fail to poz his brother. Jack found the vein as Jeff watched the bloody clear liquid disappear into his arm. The tube was removed from his arm and he felt the rush and had the strongest cough of all of them. As Jack was administering the slam, Eric gave Jeff a large booty bump Jack commented that "This is going to be good." Jeff felt the warmth through his body and the burn in his ass as his senses were thrown intro over load. He started to wiggle his ass and begged for some one to fuck him. Jack stepped up rammed right in and pounded away. Jack looked down at his brother, enjoying the look of lust on his brother's face as he rammed the entire length of his cock in side his brother.. Jack to a big hit of poppers and paused he pounding long enough to give his brother a long hit in each nostril. Jack went into over drive and grunted out as he gave his brother his first (of many) load(s) of the night. He was quickly replaced by Eric and Jack walked over to kiss his brother deeply. Miguel lit up some Tina in a pipe and passed it around. First Miguel took a long hit of the pipe then passed it to Eric who also took a long hit. He then handed it to Jack. Jeff looked up waiting to get his hit off the pipe when Jack took a long, big breath off the pipe and leaned in to kiss his brother. As Jack and Jeff kissed Jack breather the smoke into Jeff, then sucked it back out of his brother, only to breath it back in to Jeff again. Jeff caught on quickly and they enjoyed the Tina between themselves as they shared a passionate kiss. This lasted so long that they never noticed when Eric shot his load and was replaced by Miguel. As Miguel fucked Jeff, Eric grabbed the bag he brought with them to the baths. Jeff never saw what Eric was getting out of the bag, but he would soon know how mush his ass could be opened up. Between the generous slam, booty bump, the G, and poppers Jeff had been given he was feeling really good. All he knew was he wanted to get fucked. What he didn't know was he was in for the fucking of his life. Miguel began speaking in Spanish which signaled that he was getting close to seeding Jeff's hole. He pounded away at Jeff and then screamed out something in Spanish no one understood except for himself as he let loose his load. Eric placed something on the floor near the area between Jeff's spread legs as Jack stepped up for what Jeff thought would be another fucking. What Jeff felt was a bit of a surprise. Jack reached down to the item on the floor, a tub of Crisco, and began to work 3 then four fingers into Jeff's hole. Eric fed Jeff more poppers by breathing them in through his own mouth then kissing Jeff as they exchanged the poppers the same way Jack and Jeff had exchanged the Tina earlier. This distracted Jeff for a bit as Jack then slipped his thumb into Jeff's hole and began to work his fist into his brother's ass. As Eric Finished feeding Jeff poppers, Jack slipped his fist past his brother's ass ring. Jeff let out a moan of pleasure as he felt his hole stretched open. He looked down between his legs to see his brother with his hand in side his own hole. Jeff had heard about fisting before, but he was amazed that this could be done to another person let alone himself. Jack looked down at his brother and asked how he felt with a fist inside his ass. Jeff replied that it felt incredible. Jeff then saw something else that Eric had brought with them to the baths that night, a very large dildo. Eric told him that it was a horse cock dildo and that measured 13 inches long and 8 inches around. By now jack had worked his fist into Jeff past his wrist. Jack flexed his fingers to stretch Jeff open and prepare him for the horse cock dildo. Eric began to generously lube the dildo with Crisco as Jack slowly pulled his full fist out of his brother. Jack punch fucked his brother's hole a few times before tacking the dildo from Eric as Miguel gave Jeff a hit off the pipe. Jack slid the dildo in side his brother's gaping hole, Eric and Miguel left to cruise the baths for more tops to have seed Jeff. The dildo slid in about half way with ease before meeting some resistance. Jack began to rotate and wiggle the piece of rubber lodged inside his brother. Jeff could only moan as he felt the dildo working its way farther in side him. After some time Eric and Miguel returned to the room and as they walked through the door they gave Jack and nod. Jack knew that the word would soon spread about the fresh meat in their room. Eric noticed that the dildo was not moving as easily now and reached in is bag for something to help with the insertion. Eric prepared a small slam for Jeff and gave it to him. As the slam hit Jeff and he threw his head back only able to say "FUCK!" the dildo slid past the internal ring and completely disappeared in side Jeff. Jack commented "Damn bro, way to go!" as Jack began to fuck his brother with the huge piece of rubber. Soon there was a crowd gathering just outside the door as Jeff was getting a fucking from the dildo. Guys began to line up waiting for their turn to fuck and seed Jeff. Jack noticed this and slowly pulled the dildo from his bother's ass. Jeff felt very empty and his hole gaped open for all to see. Jack announced that the pig in the sling is my twin brother and we are celebrating his becoming a poz pig tonight. He further said that no cock or load will be turned down. The rest of the night Jeff was fucked by every top in the place, some more then once. They lost track of how many loads Jeff took. They made sure that one of the 3 (either Jack, Eric or Miguel) was around so that no harm would come to Jeff. The two not on duty near Jeff to feed him poppers and watch those fucking him would fuck on the bed on the other side of the room. The next morning when the traffic into the room had slowed and then stopped, Jeff was seeded one last time by Miguel, then Eric and finally his brother Jack. The release Jeff from the sling and helped him into the shower where they washed him inside and out. They then dressed and headed home to crash. Jeff sat in the back of the jeep as they drove home reliving the nights events. He was hard as hell for some reason and when they got back to the apartment and alone in Jack's room Jeff wasted no time in jumping his brother. Jeff was now the slutty pig that Jack was as Jack got the fucking of his life from his now poz brother.

Twins (Part 3) Jack grunted out, "Oh Jeff I'm going to cum. Are you ready for another one of my charged loads" Jeff cried out, "Give it to me bro, give me your poz load." Jack picked up his pace and grunted, "FUCK YEAH BRO, TAKE MY DIRTY SEED!" as he shot his charged load inside Jeff's ass and collapsed on top of his brother. Before Jeff could recover from the fucking his brother gave him, Jack pulled out and was quickly replaced by Eric. Eric leaned in and kissed Jeff as he slid his 7" cock into Jeff balls deep in one stroke. Although Eric is not as long as Jack, he is thicker and Jeff noticed this immediately letting out a small yell of pain mixed with a lustful moan into the shared kiss. Eric fucked slowly at first, making sure that the loads already deposited in side would be worked deep in side and into Jeff's hole. As Jeff began his fucking, Jack moved to Jeff's head and once Eric broke off the kiss Jeff had his brother clean his cock off. Jeff could taste his ass juices mixed with Jack's cum. He sucked the cock in his mouth clean and greedily continued to suck getting his brother hard again. Jeff was hoping to swallow his brother's load (something he loves to do and had not done the wee before), but Jack wouldn't waste it own his brother's throat. Eric began to pound away at Jeff's hole as Jeff moaned and groaned. Jeff had never been fucked like this before, but he was taking it like a champ. Eric looked down at Jeff and asked, "Are you ready for my seed, are you ready to become a slut like your brother?" Jeff's reply was simple, "FUCK YA! GIVE IT TO ME, I NEED IT!." Jeff grunted as Eric buried his cock as far as it would go and shot another toxic load in the brother's ass. Jack could tell that Jeff was tired of holding his legs up, but before they would let him up his ass had to be prepared for more action. Jack approached his brother with a large needless syringe. It was filled with meth and water. Jack told his brother "It's time for you to get a proper booty bump." as he slid the syringe deep in his brother's ass. Jack pushed his brother's legs back far so that his ass was up in the air just before he pushed down on the plunger emptying the syringe deep in side his brother. Jeff commented that it burned to which Jack replied "It's supposed to burn, that's how ya know its getting in." Jeff felt very warm as his ass felt very hungry. As Jack was giving his brother a booty bump, Miguel laid down on his back next to Jeff. Once they were sure the booty bump was well absorbed they let Jeff lower his ass and legs. When Jeff saw Miguel laying down he thought for a moment that he was going to get to fuck Miguel. He was dead wrong as Miguel held his 7 1/2" uncut cock in the air and Jeff was positioned over Miguel and lower onto his throbbing cock. Jeff has been in this position before, but riding his brother. He had never been fucked like this by another man, let alone a bare cock other then his brother's. Soon Jeff was getting into having his ass filled this way. Miguel was good from this position and knew how to drill an ass to achieve maximum effect, that is making the one taking his cock want it more. And with the booty bump working on Jeff, his ass was very hungry. Miguel pounded into Jeff with no mercy. Jeff never knew that a guy could be fucked so viciously from this position. As Miguel neared orgasm he began to say things in Spanish only Eric understood. Calling Jeff a worthless piece of white trash only there for him to be seeded with all their dirty seed. Then with a grunt Miguel was filling Jeff with his third load of the night. Jeff collapsed on Miguel's chest and the two kissed as Miguel's still hard cock lay still in side Jeff's hungry hole. As Jeff laid there he suddenly felt a hand on his back and something at his hole. He turned to see his brother Jack behind him as he felt his brother's cock enter his filled hole. Jeff let out a moan of pain as Jack slid in beside Miguel's cock. Jeff never thought his hole could be stretched so much. He would find out later how much his hole could stretch. Now with both cocks in side his hole he was getting a fucking he had never felt before. As one would pull out the other would push in so that Jeff was feeling his prostate hit multiple times. This also made sure that the poz cum already in his hole would be worked into him, making sure the seeding would take. As Jack and Miguel worked their dicks into Jeff, Eric stood in front of Jeff with his hard cock ready for Jeff to suck. Jeff was concentrating so much on the fucking he was getting he didn't notice Eric until Eric pushed his cock between Jeff's open lips and into his mouth. Jeff wasted no time going to work on sucking on the cock in his throat. Jeff was getting to the point of really enjoying his double dicking. He was enjoying it so much that he never noticed his orgasm, but Jack and Miguel noticed it when they felt the spasm of Jeff's ass on their cocks. This sent them into over drive and in not time they each deposited a load inside Jeff. First Jack shot and when Miguel felt Jack's cock spasm and felt his load squish around his cock did he start to thrust up harder and then shoot his load. While Eric was watching this hot action he worked up a load for Jeff to swallow down. The four studs collapsed in on e big heap of flesh as they recovered. They continued to seed Jeff the rest of the night through to the next morning. Then they all showered and rested for the party that night.

Twins (Part 2) After a week of Jack visiting his brother Jeff one would think that the boys would be ready for a break. Actually Jeff couldn't wait to go to Jack's school. As soon as classes were done, they hopped in their cars and Jeff followed Jack the 6 hours back to his campus. Unlike Jeff, Jack lived in a 2 bedroom apartment with 2 other guys. The 2 were boyfriends but had an open relationship. One was Eric, a graduate student who was 24, 5'10", 150 pounds, curly blond hair, blue eyes and a 7" cock and his boyfriend was Miguel, a Latino who was 21, 5'8", slim build, 130 pounds, black hair , brown eyes and a 7 1/2" uncut cock. (Side note: On any given weekend there might be a few other guys around. Some poz, most were unsuspecting neg boys, gay, bi and the occasional drunk straight boy.) Jack had moved in with these 2 lovers at the beginning of his second semester. What Jeff was soon to find out was not only were these guys gay, but poz as well. These were the 2 guys who introduced a willing Jack to drugs and pozzed him. Now it was time for phase 2 of Jack's master plan and his roommates were going to assist him. No sooner did they arrive then Jeff was offered a drink and the 4 studs sat down to get acquainted. They spiked jacked Jeff's drink with a small amount of GHB, just enough to get him more pliable to what was going to be suggested. In no time Jeff was feeling the effects of the G as a (Tina laced) joint was being lit. They made sure that Jeff got more hits on the joint then anyone. Jeff was getting very horny, more horny then when he smoked the joint he and Jack shared the previous week. They could see the lust in Jeff's eyes as the Tina hit him. Eric put a porn on the living room plasma as he and Miguel began to make out. Jeff just watched the live action in front him and the porno as he felt more and more horny. Jack leaned in to kiss him and whisper to him, "Just let go and let what happens, happen." Jeff closed his eyes as Jack began to kiss and caress him. As Jack and Jeff made out Jack slowly stripped themselves down to their boxers while Eric was laying on top of a half naked Miguel. Jack got Jeff on his back so that he could not see what Eric and Miguel were about to do. While Jack and Jeff were grinding cock to cock, Jack slid Jeff's boxers down and made sure he was well positioned between Jeff's legs. Eric Reached in with a finger covered with Tina and Jack worked a little lube Miguel supplied around his unsuspecting brother's hole. Jack slipped his finger in for a few second then pulled it out only to have his finger replaced with Eric's Tina covered finger. Jack kept a tight lip lock on Jeff's mouth as Eric massaged the Tina into his hole. Jeff broke the kiss to tell Jack that his finger was stinging his hole. As the forced booty bump took its effect on Jeff he began to wiggle and move his ass further onto Eric's probing finger. Jeff had never felt so horny in his life. He looked up at Jack and said "I need to get fucked, now!" Jack looked back into his eyes and told him, "That's exactly what we plan on doing." as he slid his hard cock into his brother's (Tina) hungry hole. Jack just held his cock still in side his brother's hole and asked, "How does that feel? You like that dick in your hungry ass?" Jeff looked up and pleaded with Jeff, "I need to get fucked, I need you to pound my hole." Jack answered back, "I know you need to be fucked, that you need to have your hole pounded. I can tell you are liking the Tina Eric slipped into your ass." Jeff was a little shocked, then he relaxed and let the booty pump take control as he asked Jack, "Why did you do that to me?" Jack asked "You liked the joints we smoked?" Jeff nodded yes. Jack informed him that they were laced with Tina and he had already experienced the sexual high from them. He wanted Jeff to experience the full effects that Tina can provide when fucking. With that done Jack began to pound away at Jeff's hungry hole as Eric and Miguel disappeared to fix slams for everyone. When Eric and Miguel returned Jack pulled his cock out of his brother's hole and just held him down. Jeff pleaded for Jack to continue fucking him crying out "I need your dick in side me bro, please???" Jack looked down at Jeff and asked, "How bad do you want to be fucked bro?" Jeff answered "Bro I need to be fucked now." The brothers looked at each other for a few minute, Jeff trying to move his ass onto his brother's cock and his brother holding him down so he couldn't really do any thing. Jeff then said, "I'll do any thing you want me to to get that cock of yours in side me." Jack answered back, "Any thing? Are you sure?" Jeff thought for a moment as he felt the hunger growing in himself and said "Yes, any thing." Jack signaled for Eric and Miguel to proceed and began to inform his brother what was about to happen. As Jack spoke he continued to hold Jeff down tightly, and now with help from Eric and Miguel, they prepared Jeff for his first slam, Jack told his brother, "I can tell that you enjoyed the Tina, am I right?" Jeff nodded a yes. Jack continued, "I knew it. Now you are going to feel the greatest high as we slam or inject Tina directly into your vein. Not to worry, Miguel is a nursing student and is very good with needles. He taught me to slam as I will teach you. Ready or not, it's going to happen." Jeff shook his head yes again and closed his eyes. Jack told his brother to open his eyes, he needs to see what is happening. Jeff opened his eyes and looked up at his brother. He saw a look of love from his brother that seemed to comfort him. That look let Jeff relax as Miguel began to move in. Jack said, "Watch as your life is going to change from this point on, after this week you will be craving cock and cum more then you will ever know." Jeff appeared relaxed, but as he looked over at his arm to watch as Miguel stuck the needle in his vein, he felt a wave a panic wash over him as he felt the poke of the needle in his arm. Although Jeff felt panicky he never jerked or moved his arm. Jeff just watched as Miguel first pulled back on the plunger getting a bit of his blood in the clear liquid to make sure he hit the vein. The he watched as Miguel pushed down on the plunger and the blood and clear liquid disappeared into his arm. The panic Jeff was feeling was quickly replaced with a rush of warmth and a strong cough. That's when Jack knew the slam had hit his brother. Jack slid his cock back into his brother as Miguel then gave him a slam. Jack leaned his head back as he felt the effects and let out his own cough. As the drugs took effect the brothers looked into each others eyes as Jack began to passionately fuck his brother. Jack's plan was almost complete. The last step was for his brother to willingly get fucked and seeded by his roommates. "Jeff, I know you haven't had as much sex as I have and that any time you did you used a condom because you were afraid of getting the bug. " Jack said as he began to prepare his brother mentally for what was happening in his body, already being seeded with his own poz loads the week before as Jack was sliding his cock in and out of his brother's hole. Jeff continued, "The bug is a wonderful thing to have, it is a gift, a gift I received from Eric and Miguel, one I have and have already shared with you. I know you will recognize the freedom and power this gift will give you." As Jeff was feeling the high from the slam he attempted to process what Jack had just said. "Did you give me HIV Jack?" Jack only nodded yes. The slam was in full effect as Jeff processed what his brother had told him and with the meth and his brothers DNA already moving through his body he threw his head back and begged for Jack to pound his hole and give him his seed. Jack wasted no time in starting his assault on his brother's hole as Eric and Miguel watched. Jack fucked his brother with all his might and strength. Jeff just moaned and begged for Jack to seed his ass again, "Cum in side me bro, give me more of your DNA." Jeff was understanding what the gift meant, freedom to fuck without using condoms and gifting others like he has been gifted. Jack grunted out, "Oh Jeff I'm going to cum. Are you ready for another one of my charged loads?" Jeff cried out, "Give it to me bro, give me your poz load."

Twins (Part 1) BACKGROUND INFORMATION This is a fictional story about 2 twins, Jack and Jeff. At the time of these events they were 6 feet tall with lean, swimmers builds weighing 170 pounds each and had matching 8 inch cut cocks. They discovered early on that they like sex with boys. They were both versatile and spent a lot of time naked with each other sucking, rimming and flip-fucking. Since they only played between themselves they never used condoms. On the night of their senior prom they double dated, but after they took their dates home they got a hotel room so that they could fuck each others brains out. They did this because they knew that once college started they wouldn't have the chance with each other since they chose different school based on different professional ambitions. At college Jeff was closeted. He dated around a little bit with different guys, and on the rare occasion when he had sex, he played safe and used a condom. On the other hand, Jack was out and became a total slut. Although he tried condoms, he preferred it raw. Jack also met some guys at school who introduced him to drugs. Before this Jeff and Jack had only drank and smoked an occasional joint. Jack tried a variety of drugs, coke, GHB, Ecstasy, and his favorite Tina. He started off snorting and smoking her, but soon learned to slam. With his use of drugs it didn't take long before he was pozzed. Jack accepted his fate and the more he thought about being poz, the more it turned him on. It turned him on so much that it gave him the idea to poz his twin. The boys talked on the phone often and shared their sexual experiences as they would jack off together over the phone. Jeff was honest with Jack about his sexual encounters and his use of condoms. Jack never really lied to Jeff, he just 'implied' that he played safe like his brother did. THE STORY Jack and Jeff were twin brothers. They were 19 year old freshmen at two different colleges. Spring break was quickly approaching and Jack had a plan. Since their spring breaks did not coincide with each other he was going to suggest to Jeff that he could go to Jeff's school for his spring break, then Jeff could come to his for the following week. Jeff loved the idea (actually he loved the thought of he and Jack fucking like rabbits). If he only knew what Jack had in store for him. Spring break came and Jack hoped in his car ready to make the 6 hour drive to his brother's campus. He quickly went down his mental check list to make sure he had every thing he would need, clothes, shoes, money, weed laced with Tina, CHECK! Off he drove. Jack pulled up to his brother's dorm. Jeff was lucky, his roommate quit a few weeks into the term. That left him with the room to himself. Jack climbed out of his car, grabbed his bag and headed into the building, up the stairs and down the hall. There he stood at his brother's door pondering if he could go through with his plan.....he knocked on the door. Jeff opened the door and the two brothers hugged and stepped in the room so that they could do what they really wanted to do, kiss. They sat down, had a beer and Jack pulled out a (Tina laced) joint for them to share. They no more then roached it when they began to kiss again. Jeff mad the comment how strange this weed made him feel and how horny he was getting. In no time they were naked and 69'ing. Jack took his time to let his plan unfold. Jack began to lick Jeff's tight hole. Jeff was moaning like a bitch in heat that hadn't been fucked in months (in reality it was longer then that). Jeff commented on how horny the weed made him feel and looked at Jack and said "I need to be fucked bro, now!" Jack help maneuver Jeff on his back, lifted his legs to his shoulders and lined his 7" (poz) cock up with his brother's (neg) hole. Since Jack had become a slut he could last a long time. Jack planed on making sure his brother's hole was abused and bruised. Jack looked into his brother's eyes and he felt that tingle in his balls. He kissed Jeff and whispered to him "I've been saving this load for you for a few weeks". Then he grunted out "HERE IT CUMS!" as he shot (what seemed like a gallon of) his poz cum deep in side he brother. Jack held himself inside his brother for a while to make sure nothing leaked out of his (neg) hole. Jack wasn't finished with Jeff yet. He wanted to show his bro what he had learned and soon was working his dick into another erection to go for round two. Jack asked his brother if he was able to take a second pounding. As sex starved as Jeff was he quickly said "Hell ya!" Jeff kissed his brother as he felt his brother growing hard again in side him. Jeff smiled and threw his had back as Jack pounded and filled his hole for the second time. Through the week of Jack's spring break visit he seeded his brother at least twice a day. If this didn't poz Jeff, the following week when he goes to Jack's school should!