ScorpionFF

That is the joy of playing with a very well used bottom-pig, one can just ram in with the tool of choice; tongue, Dick, hand, arm. 💦🐽🌹💦👊🏻🐷💦🍆🌹💦💪🏻🐽💦

Wonderful cunt. And locked too. Perfect!

One of my all time favourite pig videos out there to watch. A beautiful prolapse worshipping fuck, lick, and suck. Fucking oink to infinity 🐽🌹🐽🌹🐽🌹🐽 [think before following links] https://xhamster.com/videos/fucking-the-rose-2364409

When it comes to health issues infectious or otherwise, personally it is very important for a partner to know, after all one is sharing a life with a significant other. I couldn't and haven't hidden such an important part of my life. Nothing is any more personal than ones health. Your health is your wealth as it were.

Thank you very much brother. That means a great deal to me. I feel honoured 😊

Thanks man for the high praise and eagerness. I have just published ScorpionFF's final ever story here 👇🏻 [think before following links] https://breeding.zone/topic/87403-the-potent-frailty/ ☣

Closing Credits in pictures --- > [think before following links] https://breeding.zone/gallery/album/11539-the-potent-frailty-~-closing-credits/ The END, and Goodnight.

Part 12; Club ''Poz-Demon'' Club ''Poz-Demon'' in pictures ---> [think before following links] https://breeding.zone/gallery/album/11538-club-poz-demon/ The 6 months worth of Fisting training and Fisting homework from Frank along with all the extra homework my boy set for himself had passed, and Bill's annual Club ''Poz-Demon'' event had arrived at his Sex Club. The venue had received all of its 100s of party guests and my boy was on the stage strapped into steel examination chair facing dancefloor with his legs spread wide open. A Doctor in a Plague Doctor Mask inserted two cannulas into my boy, one into a hand and one into an arm. A first dose of the psychedelic Rocket Fuel went in soon after the 4 hour or so transfusion of Bill's blood commenced. The Doctor would of course monitor my boy's vitals; checking pulse, BP, and temperature. As the transfusion began Bill took to the stage, had the Techno music turned down from super loud to faint by the DJ, and spoke to the party goers from his microphone.... ''Good evening my fellow poz brothers. Tonight's star attraction is this pig here, Josh, brought to us by our late friend Ron. He has now just started to receive a transfusion of my CRF19 strain where he will naturally be closely monitored. My current viral load stands at Fifty Five Million, Six Hundred and Sixteen thousand copies. No one must touch him until the transfusion is complete. Once it is complete he will be transferred to the sling inside the cage in the middle of the dancefloor by our friend Belial where you are then free to USE him how you so wish.'' During the next 4 hours or so my boy received the transfusion whilst receiving multiple doses of Rocket Fuel, a psychedelic that sent my boy soaring through the universe. In this time which felt like a few years for my boy the party goers danced to the techno music, got high, and played between themselves. Many were saving their initial loads for the star attraction. Once the transfusion was complete Belial removed my boy from the examination chair, but he had something else in mind before taking him to the sling. He had him on his knees and commanded that my boy put his thick large penis into his mouth. He held onto Belial's legs even though as a result of the psychedelic sedative he could not feel anything including himself, and felt like he was floating on the ceiling. Belial's penis just lay there on my boy's tongue as he heavily hallucinated. The Demon penis albeit just laying there throbbed as it oozed out big globules of super toxic pre cum. ''When this night is through here you will be coming back with me to a Soul Surrender Fuck Ritual. Right. We better had not keep the party guests waiting now, should we.'' Belial carried my boy who now could not walk to the sling in the middle of the dance floor. The cage quickly filled up but it was Belial who got first dibs and slid his highly charged and toxic pre cum dripping penis deep into my boy's rectum. It was now that the Techno music suddenly stopped only to be ironically replaced with an all consuming haunting Belial Chant. The strobe lighting that had been bouncing around the club came to a halt which was replaced with a deep fuzzy red low lighting, only high enough for party goers to be just about able to see. The atmosphere suddenly changed with the entire dancefloor and club turning into one massive fuck frenzy. Some Men until this point were fucking, getting fucked, sucking, getting sucked, Fisting, getting Fisted, pissing on and in, getting pissed on and in, but it was now that the many that were had been dancing now joined in with the hedonistic play. ''Oh FUCK YES, what a beautiful loose sloppy cunt. I cannot wait to dump my demon seed deep into you, but you will have to wait a while longer for that eventual pleasure.'' Belial fucked him for a while longer, then left the cage as to allow my boy to be mauled and gang-fucked over the next several hours during which time he would suck and get fucked HARD, taking 84 loads. 83 were in the sling, but the 84th cam from Belial. It was about half way through the several hour gang bang when Belial took my boy out of the sling AND outside of the cage where he threw him against the cage pressing his domineering body against the young flesh whilst thrusting his very thick demon penis deep inside the heavily anaesthetised rectum. My boy could not feel a thing at this point. Belial fucked with a brute force.... ''I hope you have not forgotten, you are coming back with me to a Soul Surrender Fuck Ritual. You have got what my Master wants. Now take my demon seed faggot. And once I have cum you will push out with all your might that loose cunt of yours. Show us what you got.'' Belial with short and sharp brute force fucked my boy until he shot his demon seed deep inside of his rectum, and as he dumped his demon seed his let out a demonic cry that even drowned out the Belial Chant. He withdrew his demon shaft and in the blink of an eye vanished into the night. Even though he could not feel anything somehow Josh held onto the outside of the cage with his inner consciousness pushing out his rectum. He pushed until he treated everyone to a sweet sight of his rectum now completely inside out, a huge prolapse that was dripping with huge amounts of cum. Frank re-appeared and carried Josh back into the sling inside of the cage, knelt to where his prolapse was hanging out and slurped up a huge mouthful of cum into his mouth. Holding the cum right there he stood up, slid deep into my boy's dripping battered prolapse and fed him a mouthful of cum as he fucked him. Near the end of the night that was Club ''Poz-Demon'', as he lay in the sling still getting his rectum savagely gang banged, he during a moment where his mouth was being given a break from being face fucked he looked up and saw my energy-spirit. He smiled.... *high on a psychedelic sedative* and said.... ''Thank you, Sir Ron.'' 💞

Part 11; Fisting Frank Once arriving at Frank's home Bill and Frank made Josh wait in Frank's basement play-dungeon whilst they had a few Whiskey's upstairs before the first Fisting training session commenced. During the next 6 months Josh would attend Frank's basement play-dungeon 2 consecutive nights each week for at least 7 hours each night which would always include Frank and Bill after the 7 hour Fisting session fucking and cumming inside of Josh on both days/nights. That would work out at 14 hours straight per week Fisting over 26 weeks which totals 364 hours of Fisting PrEP which amounts to 15 whole days in a 6 month period of being Fisted. A nice and sloppy prolapsed rectum for the party was cultivated! In the 6 months of training Fisting Frank had developed for my boy a full blooming prolapse. Of course my boy was set homework where he would do training himself at home using ginormous toys. Having completed his chasing mission my boy was now a fully fledged Fisting pig. He could not get enough of his new main interest, spending all of his free time taking bigger and bigger toys. From the time we met until now his rectum had greatly stretched out. He was now loose! 🌹🐽

Part 10; Boss Bill ''Here, some clouds for you to blow pig.'' As my boy got high Bill would keep on tightening the vice nipple clamps and yanking the chain hard. My boy was now flying high, and Bill ordered him to lean out of the window. Now leaning out the window into the moon lit night with his ass exposed to Bill who was now wearing my Muir, Bill unzipped and slid in balls deep into my boy. Not even a drop of spit for lube! ''What a cheap nasty fag, just letting any old stranger fuck you. I could have anything. In fact, I have something very unique I can gift to you, pig. My CRF19 strain of HIV. Do you want it?'' ''I accept whatever you want to do with me, Boss.'' ''What a good little obedient nasty worthless poz fuck-pig you are. Your cunt is so wet, warm, soft, and nasty. But it is too tight for me. I like a cunt to be completely trashed and sloppy. My good buddy Frank can train you up for me. Fisting Frank we call him.'' Bill pulled out of my boy's freshly diagnosed poz rectum. ''Listen, I'm here to collect his decades of diaries he has kept as he wanted me to have them, then we'll get going. Stay there.'' Little did my dear friend Bill know that my final diary would be missing that would remain in the hands of my legacy holder. A while later.... ''I've found the 1974 to 2023 diaries. Can't believe the crazy fucker kept notes on his life for almost the final fifty years of sixty three. Cannot find this year's part year though.'' Josh heard Bill open the top drawer to my bedside cabinet where Josh had only a few hours ago procured the 2024 diary. ''No, not there either. Damn.'' Bill called our mutual friend Frank. ''Hey Frank. You never guess what. That neg pig our late friend Ron had met, well, would you believe I have him here at Ron's place, and he is now no longer neg. Officially new to the poz brotherhood as of today. Just gave him a quick fuck, but he is a bit tight for our liking. You up for training him every week prior to the next Club ''Poz-Demon'' event at my club in 6 months time?'' ''Hey Bill..... Fuck yeah, why not. I'm free right now if you like for some several hours training if you are.'' ''Fuck YEAH. I'll bring him right around. I have the faggot high on meth. See you in a short while.'' ''Great, see you in a bit.'' Next thing Josh knew is Bill sliding balls deep back into him as he immediately commenced a hard and fast brutal fuck. Such force was used that the following question asked could not be physically answered.... ''You ready to get even higher, and your first round of Fisting training?'' Bill knew Josh could not answered and got off on that fact, but he carried on pounding away for several minutes. He then stopped.... ''You ready to get even higher, and your first round of Fisting training?'' He slammed in violently and held still balls deep... ''Yes, BOSS'' ''Good pig faggot. Hot to know that my good friend Ron will live on inside of you. Not only has he left me the house, but YOU too. What a fucking bonus. A few days before he passed he did make a small adjustment in his last Will and Testament to leave you part of his estate.'' Bill continued the brutal fuck until he dumped his high viral load. And straight after he got his new bit of meat, my dear boy, into the car and drove him to Frank's house. On the drive there Bill told my boy about the yearly event Club ''Poz-Demon'', with the next one being held in 6 months with my boy to be the star attraction. ''Everyone at this event is Poz and in most cases are very much Detectable. Sometimes there is a star attraction, and you and your sexy nasty ass of yours are perfect for this. How would you like to receive my CRF19 strain via unconventional means?'' ''What would I have to do for that, Boss?'' ''Sit back and relax whilst you are hooked up to a blood bag to receive half a litre of my unique CRF19 strain. It will be necessary to have you in a dream like psychedelic floating high as a kite state. And afterwards you will get gang-banged in a sling that is inside of a cage in the middle of the main dance floor. How does that sound to you? I need your full consent for this to occur.'' ''Sounds Hot, BOSS. I fully consent.''

Part 9: Final Entry. Several weeks had passed since my beautiful boy Josh and I had met, and he had the urge to come and visit me. His psychic intuition told him that I had passed on. He would happen to come to mine in the evening on the day that he would be going for a HIV test. It was 7pm and using my key safe he let himself in. In this realm I had not been in my Earthly home for 6 weeks now. My boy opened the door and was confronted with a huge pile of post. He looked around and knew I was gone. He looked through a few of my drawers and cupboards and found my diary for this year so far which of course I would never get to complete the year. Once again he came with a rucksack of goodies. He got naked, attached his vice nipple clamps that complimented his chastity cage, then gave me a dildo fuck show where he rode on large dildos in front of my freestanding mirror in my bedroom whilst wearing my Muir. Once again he played here in this room in the moonlight. As he fucked himself in front of my mirror he read through from end to start the two weeks we had been speaking online. The first entry said; ''Speaking with a very beautiful young man online this evening. Age 22 so 41 years my junior who has a very warm kind smile. As he puts it he wants me to knock him up. I have mixed feelings. On one hand there are feelings of guilt and responsibility, but on the other I find myself greatly turned on at the thought of a beautiful man a few generations younger than I carrying around my essence come legacy for his lifetime.'' He got to my final diary entry was from the night of the second day (the Sunday) that we were together. It simply said; ''Just spent the happiest few days of my life.... I feel exhilarated and euphoric on an emotional and spiritual level, but I'm feeling extremely weak and exceptionally tired so I'm going to take a nap now. Thank you Josh my Darling boy. Have a wonderful life my sweetheart. I'll see you on the other side. With the greatest affection, adoration, and all my love, your loving Ronnie.... XX'' He'd been fucking himself for a few hours when he decided he needed the real thing so Sauna time it was. He put my final diary and his fuck toys into his bag and still naked he was about to put his tee on when the door to my bedroom opened. It was my good friend Bill who had come around to continue going through my belongings. True to form he was in his usual attire of camo trousers, army boots and a tight fitting tank top with a flight jacket. Josh hurriedly put his tee on.... ''I'm sorry, I know I shouldn't be here, I....'' ''Hey, no need to panic. Take your tee off again and kneel before me.'' In just his chastity cage and vice nipple clamps my boy knelt before Bill as he had been instructed. Bill tightened the vice nipple clamps and yanked hard on the chain. ''Are you the pig that was here several weeks ago to get knocked up?'' ''Yes. I guess Ronnie told you. Where is he? I feel he has passed.'' ''So many questions, and when you are trespassing too! And to you, it is Boss.'' Bill liked the mind games, especially with his prey! 😉 Josh's head bowed.... ''Sorry, Boss.'' ''Look up at me. That's better. Now, have you had any kind of flu/fever since your first visit here?'' ''Yes, Boss.'' ''And have you been tested for HIV recently?'' ''Yes Boss. Today.'' ''And the result?'' ''I am now HIV+, Boss.'' Bill smirked in a cocky fashion.... ''So dear Ron lives on inside of you. You happen to like blowing clouds, don't you pig?'' ''Yes, Boss.'' ''Good. You stay where you are with your hands clasped behind your back and your head bowed down. Understood!?'' ''Yes, Boss.'' Bill went off to his vehicle and soon returned with a ready to use meth pipe.

I am off for a bite to eat. I shall return shortly to publish the last handful of chapters. Thank you.

Part 8: Ronald's Final Act. I don't know if it was my boy Josh or if it had been so long but my ejaculation felt super powerful. Each and every pulsation/twitch consumed the moment as my penis spewed out the highly charged viral poison from my overflowing but now emptying balls.... A 1 year load! Once spent and done my penis was still super hard. My boy came from being on all 4's and into an upright pozition. I spoke in between multiple kisses of his neck with my penis throbbing and bleeding deep inside of his cum filled bloodied battered rectum.... BARE! ''I know we have only just met, but.... I love you, boy.'' ''I love you too, Sir.'' ''I'll be inside of you forever more now sexy boy.'' ''Yes, Sir. What I truly want from you, the magnificent man that you are.'' ''That was so hot.'' STILL rock hard and impaled balls deep inside of his bloodied battered rectum I started to fuck again, in and out, slow yet firm strokes, grinding in my potent poz seed deep into the willing, warm, wet and toothbrush wounded velvet soft neg flesh. ''That's it, grind in your toxic seed, Sir, impregnate me with your corrupt DNA and create new life twisting my DNA into yours.'' Our obvious instant deep connection giving rise to very quickly feeling a lot of love and affection for this sexy young man and his desire to be knocked up I could not help nor deny feeling immensely turned on that through our high risk sex I would be gifting him my legacy. My twisted DNA corrupting his. We fucked like this for a short while longer to the point I needed a rest. I sat in my wheelchair smoking my cigar again as my boy Josh licked and sucked my blood/cum soaked penis clean. A mixture of both Poz and Neg blood, and my infectious cum! 😈 ''My beautiful BEAUTIFUL boy, so sweet, so clever, kind, loving, caring and super sexy. Can you help me and take me into the living room and seat me on my Leather armchair.'' ''Of course Sir, anything to make you happy. If you are happy, that makes me happy.'' Once comfortable in my Leather armchair I instructed my beautiful boy to mount my fully erect and throbbing drenched in my highly infectious blood penis so we were now face to face. I looked at his youthful happy warm face as he looked back at my gaze with that beautiful smile of his. ''I wish I had known you decades ago. You're my soul mate. We could have had many happy years together if you were born earlier. You are lovely!'' He arched his ass and pushed against my pelvic area as hard as he could with his meth sweat dripping down and onto me..... ''I feel exactly the same way, my beautiful Sir. I wish for you to have your health restored. I would become your faithful and obedient boy in a heartbeat. Although having said that I have already become as such. I am already YOUR pig-boy, SIR.'' He gave a few oink noises to show me how happy a pig he was as my penis head now rubbed against the back of his fuck-hungry rectum. Our connection and energy was highly charged and intense. I took a firm grip of his hips as I felt a surge of energy and strength then thrust upwards and deep into him causing a high pitch grunt from his lungs. Our fluids mixing inside of his rectum along with the new fuck caused a wonderful squelching noise, a sound that always greatly turns me on. So we spoke to one another and fucked like this for a few more hours. ''I'll cherish these beautiful times we have had and are still sharing Sir for always.'' ''And I'll take a piece of you with me too my boy. What do you believe happens to us after death.'' I continued to slowly and deeply tease the back of his rectum with the tip of my penis as he answered.... ''I believe our body's die, but our soul lives on for eternity. We are energy, at one'' ''I believe that too. As a psychic since childhood I know it. Beyond this veil we will meet again.'' After I had cum inside deep of his rectum once again I then needed to have something to eat, drink, and a sleep. We would spend the next 2 days together never leaving one another's side. He even had me in my wheelchair on multiple occasions in the kitchen as he prepared us food so we could talk together. He washed me with loving care just like he would with his own patients, but he never did wash himself, he said he wanted to smell me on him after he left. Two weeks after my beautiful boy left on the Sunday evening I watched on beyond this realm at the foot of his bed as he sero converted. His fever was so high at 40.2 that when he saw me he did not know if it was his psychic ability kicking in or if he was hallucinating. ''I am replicating inside of you my sexy boy. I'll never ever leave you.'' ''Is that your Sir? I hear you. I'll carry you with me deep inside, for always.''

Part 7: The Mirror. As I sat in my wheelchair enjoying my cigar I was also lucky enough to enjoy the hot as fuck view; once again my boy was holding onto the tall freestanding mirror with his legs spread more than shoulder width apart, bent knees with his huge round bubble ass arched out to my direction, once again teasing with grinding hip action. He looked over his shoulder at me, grinding his hips, smiling and sweating high on meth as I smoked my cigar. ''I want you to Fuck me again, Sir. But this time I want you to dump your dirty seed deep inside of my bleeding neg guts. I am fucking DESPERATE for it!!'' My young stud helped me from my wheelchair so I was now kneeling in front of the mirror, still at a 45 degree angle. Once I was settled into my new pozition with cushions under my knees for comfort he suddenly took a scalpel from his rucksack and pointed the blade at one of the bulging protruding veins on my penis, and bam.... He made an incision causing my toxic blood to squirt onto the floor. And in true hog style he on all fours with his head to the ground lapped it up. My young companion for the evening then knelt directly in front of me and arched his ass out.... ''All of me inside and out is yours, Sir, and I fully consent for you to give me what I deeply desire for you to gift to me. Now please fuck me, and FUCK me Good'' I promptly put my cigar into the ashtray that my boy had thoughtfully placed near to me, shuffled the small way forwards I needed to go, took a hold of his left hip, and with my right hand guided my throbbing and bleeding with toxic blood penis into his bleeding neg rectum. And there we were, in unison together, balls deep..... Our blood mixing! I had not started to fuck yet when I looked into the mirror. But not a my boy. Something made me look at myself. What did I see. Not a man I recognised that is for sure. My face was pale, gaunt, with eyes that were deep set with the whites sporting a yellow tinge. I glanced over my wasted body then back to my face where I just stared at myself, until.... A devilish smirk came about and I started to FUCK! ''This is so risky.... My bleeding penis deep inside of your bleeding rectum with no condom for protection. Once it's in there it's never coming out. Once it's in there I'll be living inside you forever. Are you ready for that?" "Yes, SIR. I now NEED you to be the one to turn me poz. I am so READY.'' I reached over for my cigar and took to smoking it again as we passionately sweaty-fucked, staring intently into each others eyes via our reflections.... ''I love that you are taking what is rightfully yours, Sir. This young gymnastic body, my firm round ass, my soft, warm and wet cunt that your Poz-Fuck-Meat and mind are both fucking... It all belongs to you. Unload your balls of your potent toxic man seed that will change and shape my life from this day forwards. GO ON.... Let me have it.'' His explicit open and honest verbal communication set me off and my steady pace of fucking since I entered him suddenly quickened and from out of nowhere an inner strength I had not felt in a good few years roared to the surface. Via our reflections are gaze remain locked in unison... ''Fuck YES.'' ''That's it Sir you sexy hung highly charged-toxic Leather clad Cigar smoking Poz stud, go on, fuck my soul and corrupt my DNA. Flood my piggy neg cunt with your filth and knock me up. Make me your whore. Turn me into your fucking nasty poz pig, SIR'' ''Oh FUCK... I am about to ejaculate, FUCK YEAH.... Here it comes, I'm fucking EJACULATING'' ''YES..... InFeCt me. Stick it to this nasty faggot.'' ''I'm going to mark you. I'm going to fucking mark YOU.'' And with my last comment he let out a primal scream as I felt my body tense up and the base to the shaft of my penis twitch as my perineum strongly and rhythmically pulsated to commence the injection of my potent viral seed with my bleeding shaft balls deep into this sweet yet piggy boy's hungry bleeding neg rectum! With each pulsation/twitch I grunted loudly which mingled and intertwined with his primal scream.