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Part 16; 'Med resistant!?' Exclaimed Tom, quizzically. I nodded towards Seth... 'WelCUM our new brother'. My new boy did as he was told and started slowly licking the tip of my Dick, slowly licking up my shaft. Someone had taught this young man well. He got to my KS Lesion and started to pay it close attention, staying on that spot, licking it over and over. Of course, he didn't know what it was. But there was plenty of other time to tell him more about his new Daddy. 'Stand up and lean on that wall pushing away with your hands, spread your legs and stick your sweet ASS out, son'. Matt looked up at me, smiled, and said... 'Yes Daddy' I pulled his boxer short style shorts over his beefy twink Hispanic ASS, to just below his hips. I stood back, and between myself, Seth, and Rob, we oggled and perved. I went back and pulled his shorts all the way to his ankles, and spanked each ASS cheek several times. I stood back again, the 3 of us perving like a trio of depraved Demons. 'Get on all 4's son'. 'Yes Daddy'. 'Now arch that ASS out'. 'Yes Daddy'. I climbed in between his legs, and started to Rim his sweet tasting smooth hole. I inserted two fingers. Despite G & T, and having been fucked twice already today (previous owner Jim, and now his new Daddy) he felt tight! I located his prostate and applied light pressure, moving my fingers in a circling motion, steadily increasing the pressure. Rob knelt in front of Matt and once again was in receipt of a young talented tongue with sweet plump lips. He whimpered as I applied further pressure to his prostate. I pulled out, stood up, and said to Seth; 'All yours mate. You've waited a long time for this. ENJOY'. At first he looked like a rabbit caught in the headlights. He soon realised he could now do what he wanted, and with that realisation he swiftly got in between my boys legs, lubed his Dick with spit, and penetrated, and there was no starting off slow, he from the get go was fucking hard and fast. I went to sit next to Jim. 'Tom, sit on the lav will you mate, I want to have a word with Jim'. I sat down, and looked over at my new boy getting spit roasted. Seth was like a rabbit, piston fucking with full on stamina. I guess it must be all that swimming had got him in tip top shape. Jim was off his face. Not in control now! 'You see Jim, it is very healthy to share. And look how Happy my boy is having a good time, all because his new Daddy is Happy to shares his possessions'. Tom and I sat there for a while, watching, stroking our Dicks. Seth although fucking fast, and he hadn't stopped, boy he has stamina, he somehow suddenly picked up a gear, his breathing was becoming erratic and he was making weird primitive noises. He thrust his head back and his fast fucking slowed right down to short powerful thrusts. He was CUMMING! Each time he ejaculated his Med resistant Demon seed he'd thrust in very hard, then pulling part way out he'd thrust in hard again, and so on, grunting in a way as though he Hated Matt! I got up and said; 'Rob, can you come with me, give me a hand with something?' 'Sure'. He got up and we both made our way up the stairs. 'When am I gonna get to fuck your new boy? I'm busting to breed his ASS'. 'Patience Rob, you'll get your chance'. We both smirked. 'Get the twink from the sling, take off the 'Fist Mitts', and put him in the bath of piss for me would you mate, cheers'. I went around gathering bits and pieces, and went to the upstairs bathroom. Rob was pissing all over the now ravaged twink. I asked Rob to restrain his wrists whilst I took his ankles and restrained them in a 'Leg Spreader', padlocking him in. There he was, lying in the bath of piss, fisted, fucked, USED, slammed, still gagged, and available to now be pissed on'. 'Right Rob, let's go an see my new boy'.

Thanks mate I aim to have a pig sty full of Happy Addicted Squealing Nasty Piggies ??????

Part 15; Tom said; 'What's going on?' 'Time for more blood slamming Tom for my boy over there'. I walked over to Matt, knelt by him, and said; 'Who is your Daddy now?' ... He smiled into my soul... 'You are Daddy'. A tourniquet on all of us we; Rob, Tom, Seth and myself all had our blood drawn. Then using 4 new empty syringes I put in a quarter of each syringe of blood into 1 empty syringe, making a total of 4x Quadruple Toxic DNA Cocktails. I took 1 Quadruple Toxic DNA Cocktail syringe, put a needle on, knelt before my boy; 'You want this, my sweet sexy son?' 'Yes Daddy, I want to please you'. I quickly found a vein, maybe the same one, and slowly gave him the whole lot. 'Follow me son'. He walked on his knees until I had him facing his previous owner. Holding onto the leash, and holding up the empty syringe in the other hand, I stood in front of Jim, and said; 'Jim mate, my sexy boy just received a Special Beautiful Cocktail containing; Syphilis, Hep C, and 4 strains of HIV, 1 of which is Med resistant. I am in control now'. ? ? ? I turned towards my boy, got him to turn facing me... 'Suck me son' Squeal for part 16 Piggies And don't forget to show your appreciation with 'Liking' and 'Up voting'

Part 14; 'This is your Uncle Keith'. I leaned in and kissed Matt on the lips, tweaking a nipple. He giggled. 'A pleasure to meet you boy'. 'Your Beard and Moustache tickled. Hello Uncle Keith. I really enjoyed earlier'. He gave me a big beautiful smile. I smiled back, winking. I clocked Seth giving Matt a longing look of lust. 'Jim, the Tina for both of you?' 'Nah, just Matt, I want to keep total control'. 'You fancy a Lager?' 'No. I want to keep total control. I've been drinking Coke. Another one of those would be lovely'. 'I'll be back in a moment. Cum with me to the kitchen Seth'. In the kitchen were several Men, just hanging around, drinking and chatting. Some of them I had never met before. Syphilis Rob was there. 'Rob, have you met Seth. Seth, this is Rob' ... I suddenly had a very dark twisted thought; 'The 3 of us, and Tom too should all blood slam Jim's sweet boy Matt'. 'Jim would NEVER allow that to happen' ... Said Rob. Then I said; 'If he loves control so much, he should not have come here tonight. Guys, wait there, I'll be right back'. I shot upstairs like a whippet, got various needed bits from the play room and my bedroom, flew downstairs, threw everything into the laundry basket in the downstairs bathroom, and closed the lid ... Pandora's Box! 'Want to go into the bathroom Jim. Got Tina ready for your boy. I'll just go and get your coke'. I went back into the kitchen, poured a large coke for Jim, then from the fridge got a bottle of liquid Ketamine, and added a generous dose. Seth & Rob were watching on. I said; 'He wants control, that is what he is getting. But it is me that is in charge. Wait there guys'. Again, they patiently waited, whilst acquainting themselves with one another. The downstairs bathroom was locked. I banged... 'It's Keith. Open up For Fuck Sake'. Jim opened up. I walked in, and he immediately locked the door again. 'Here is your Coke mate. I'll get all the Tina stuff ready for your little Matt'. Jim ordered Matt to kneel on the floor whilst he sat on the little 2 seater couch I have in the downstairs bathroom. He seemed to be thirsty as he guzzled most of his 'special cola' in one go. I opened Pandora's Box, got a tourniquet and put it on the sexy sweet Seville boy. We both smiled at each other. Like Daddy & Son. We had this strange strong magnetic force pulling us together. I felt a connection with him that I didn't with the twink upstairs. I got him to hold his arm out straight, looking for a vein. He had big juicy veins. 'Keith, I feel dizzy mate'. 'Drink the rest of your coke Jim, that will make you feel better'. He did as I said. I could tell he wasn't even capable of putting the glass on the side table now, so I did it for him. He suddenly went all loose, immediately losing his grip of the leash attached to his boys collar. Well, 'MY' boy Now! Jim now had a vacant detached glaze. Still on his knees I walked sweet sexy Matt to a wall sideways to the couch. Once again I looked for a vein. Quick sharp scratch. In goes the magic T. I unlocked the door, opened it, and left it wide open. I fetched Tom from the living room who now seemed to have perked up from his tired spell, telling him to take a seat next to Jim in the bathroom. I fetched Rob & Seth from the kitchen. The 4 of us now in the bathroom. Not including Jim, he was on another planet!

Part 13; I went to my bedroom, and sorted out some Tina, which I assume Jim was wanting for his new boy. I prepared some extra. Already upstairs I went to the upstairs bathroom for a piss, in the bath of course. A couple of guys there were having a general grope and snog, and at the bath was none other than a guy called Seth, who I had met a year or so ago via our mutual friend Jim, as in Jim the 49 year old Leather Daddy downstairs. I stood next to Seth to take my piss. 'Heeeey Seth mate, how you doing? It's been ages'. 'Hiya Keith, yeah, great to see you again. Great House. It's Huge'. 'Thanks mate. So, how are you? Still swimming' He was an avid swimmer, hence he had a smooth lean swimmers build. 'Yeah, still swimming. It has been a great help regarding my very recent diagnosis'. 'What have you been diagnosed with?' 'Well, er... HIV. But....' 'Go on'. 'It is a virulent Med resistant strain'. I continued pissing as I felt my Dick twitch. Terrible news I know. But fucking HOT! 'Sorry to hear that mate. So, what you think to Jim's new boyfriend, Matt?' 'He is GOOORGEOUS. I'd Love to have a play, but Jim won't let me touch him. You know what he is like, very particular who he will allow to play with whoever he is seeing'. 'I haven't seen his face properly, but I did just breed him earlier. One of the BEST ASSES I have ever seen and had'. 'You just had Matt. You Bastard! He is from Seville I think'. OK, that might explain why he has such Beautiful Bubble Ass Cheeks. We finished pissing. 'Seth, I am going downstairs. Matt is down there. Cum with me. You never know what might happen'. With that I gave a knowing smirk. We went downstairs. And there in the living room, on one of the couches, was Jim and Tom, and sat in between them was Matt. The first time seeing this boys face. Very cute and boyish. Such a stark contrast for this young man. On one side was his Boyfriend Jim, rugged well built, muscular and dressed head to toe in Leather, then Tom, naked (although wearing his executioners hood once again), very skinny and deathly looking.

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Part 12; Jim leaned back and locked the door again. Turning back he looked at me, and nodded... 'Go on' 'You want me to use a condom Jim?' 'No. He's ready to be infected... Jim was on Medz and undetectable so even if they were fucking Bare, he couldn't infect Matt. Yet, he knows I have Full Blown AIDS and not even on any Medz at the moment. ...and he doesn't need any loosening, I fucked him earlier, and he's had some G'. I lubed up with spit, and slid in. All things considered, he was super tight. I grabbed hold of his sexy hips and fucked slowly, sliding in all the way, watching his cunt lips grip my Dick as I pulled out. I looked up, Rob and I looked at each other, exchanging knowing grins as we fucked this sweet cutie from both ends. 'Save your special gift for the cum dump upstairs Rob' I felt my Dick really begin to swell as I was getting really turned on, and having not cum in 2 months I was now getting close very quickly to cumming for the third time that day, and I started to pick up a quick pace having only been fucking for a few minutes. I looked up at Jim... 'Go on Keith, infect my boy, give it to him. Share your death seed'. Fuck, that is all I needed to hear, and soon I was grunting as I began to unleash my toxic load. 'I'm close as well now Keith. Either I shoot my load in this boys mouth, or I charge up the Tina'd Twink'. 'You still have Tina Keith?' 'Yes Jim, want some?' 'Yeah, bring some down. The boy and I will be chilling in your living room ... Put your shorts back on boy'. Rob & I went upstairs. I checked the load tally; 14, with No.15 banging away. The twink had been taken off of the rubbered mattress and put back in the sling, still wearing the 'Fist Mitts', Ball-Gag back on again, and was being flogged on his torso with a leather paddle. 'Cute Keith. I'm glad I saved a fresh load of something different for this cum junkie'. Guy No.15 soon bolted his load, and left the room. Rob approached the boy. He motioned to the guy flogging to basically clear off. 'So you want more cum eh' ... The twink nodded. 'I've a Special Gift for you; Syphilis. You want it?' With the ball-gag in place he just gave a confused look. 'I'll take that as a yes boy'. 'This is the triple DNA cocktail I was tell you about Rob' ... The final amount. Rob squirted some inside his own piss slit, some on his Dick and started stroking, then the final bit on the twinks visible yet retracted Rose, rubbing it in. He slid his toxic Dick in. 'Your cunt is very loose boy. Someone has been a very busy SLUT haven't they, eh'. Holding onto the sling chains he started fucking the twink with long and hard slow powerful thrusts, pulling all the way out each time. 'There was a sweet lovely boy sucking me downstairs. He got me very close to cumming. But it was decided that you should have my first load. And I can tell you are a true fucking cum whore, so take this Syphilis loaded cum you nasty bug pig'. Rob started cumming, keeping his Dick impaled he snarled and growled at the boy. Taking his Dick out, he looked around, picked up the 'Punch Fist', and rammed it in the twink, and walked out. I marked No.16 on the tally. Sweet! ? LOUD squeals for Part 13 ...

Part 11; The front door kept knocking, more and more horny Men for a good time arriving, and once inside stripping down naked, guzzling beer, and socialising before going upstairs. At one point I done a 'rough' head count, there were 50+ guys in my house. Of course, I couldn't keep track of everyone there, so there were obviously others here. Having let many of these guys in myself I had lost track of time and it seemed we had all left the twink upstairs alone for an hour. Or 'alone' is what I thought. As loud as I could I yelled above the loud chattering; 'C'mon guys, FUN time'. Enough heard me for a good sized group to follow my lead. Approaching the playroom I saw the door open, with someone marking a strike on the sign. What? You cannot keep wild beasts tame! Glancing I saw the tally was already 9. PLUS, walking in the twink was in the midst of being fucked by No.10. And there was me thinking guys were using the upstairs bathroom to piss in the bath. Talking of which I fetched the dog bowl and went to the bathroom. Someone was standing over the bath. 'Have you been yet?' 'Just about to'. 'Hold it for a sec'. 'OK'. I scooped the Dog Bowl into the bath to scoop up a mixture of various piss, then got the guy waiting to take a piss to make the bowl nice and full. I steadily carried it into the playroom, put it in front of the twink, took the Ball-Gag off... 'Lap it up like a Dog, you cunt' ... He started whimpering in a subservient fashion... 'Yes Sir'. It was now turning into a bit of a free for all. Guys walking in and out the playroom, going to the bath to take a piss, downstairs for drinks. Most of the guys had already been to my house before, and they knew only sex allowed in the playroom, and bathrooms. Other guys were getting fucked for a significant amount of time, whereas the twink was now getting fucked by each guy for no more than a few minutes, 5 minutes tops. He literally was the cum dump for the evening! I went downstairs in search of Rob, see if he was ready to share his very special gift with the boy. I couldn't find him. I went to the downstairs bathroom, it was locked. I banged... 'Oi, open up'. Well, what a sight! There was now another twink in our midst, 23 year old Matt, new boyfriend to my mate Jim; 49 year old Poz Leather Daddy. Jim was in his usual full head to toe Leather Gear and had this new cutie Matt like the twink upstairs also on a collar and leash. Jim was very selective with who he would let play with any young guy he might be seeing at the time. I nodded in the direction of Matt; 'Poz Jim?' 'Not yet'. He gave me a wry smile. And my Dick stood to attention!! Locked in the bathroom with these two new lovebirds, was the man I had been seeking, Mr Rob, who was knelt down receiving a sensual blowjob from Matt. He was wearing a Leather Harness, trainers, and these really tight fitting boxer short style shorts. You could tell he had a great ASS, and I couldn't stop staring... 'Uncle Keith is going to take your shorts off. Keep sucking Uncle Rob'. Jim looked at me and motioned me to between his boys legs. I slowly pulled his shorts over his ASS cheeks. I took a leap back in astonishment, FUCK, what amazing perfect bubble cheeks. Very rare to find such a really perfect ASS. I looked up at Jim. He knows I am a real ASS Man just like he is. 'Go on Keith, take his shorts completely off. Have a lick'. Lifting his knees and ankles up one by one I removed his shorts. Spreading his legs I licked his hairless tight pink hole whilst kneading his beefy buns. I usually love to eat an ASS out for ages, but I couldn't get it out of my head the thought of my KS lesion Dick up this boys inviting cunt. I came upright, and moved in closer, lubing my Dick up with spit I started sliding it over and over this sweet boys hole. I looked up at Jim... 'Can I?'

You're welCUM, boy! Great to hear you have had a similar experience. Every Piggy's Dream! ?? ?? Daddy! ?

Part 10; Tom and I had gone downstairs, leaving the twink restrained, gagged, gaping, and his cunt savagely wrecked and full of a mixture of beautiful DNA. Tom was feeling pretty tired. He was going to stay over, and get stoned whilst the action upstairs carried on, letting in anyone who turned up for the next part of the evening. After a while I went back upstairs with a clear mixing bowl. On the play room door I put a clear sign that said each person who came inside the boys cunt to mark a strike bottom of the sign (pen attached to the door on string). I get off on knowing how many loads a guys has taken, especially if he has taken a lot. I entered the playroom, and as if it were taking a breath the boy bloomed, farting, with goo squirting out. Beautiful! I took the ball-gag off. 'So, you want MORE cum, huh?' 'Yes Sir'. 'When Men start to come into the room, you are to hold that mixing bowl by your chin'. 'Yes Sir'. I released him from the restraints, and got him on the vinyl play sheet. I attached a collar and leash. Kneeling behind him I again buried my face in his warm, wet, gaping cunt, sucking, chewing, and slurping. I kept sticking in 3 fingers, pulling out, and licking the sweet mixture. It tasted wonderful. His Rose barely retracted now, but when it did, he needed no prompting to bloom. After a time of eating him out, the first naked arrivals of the W/App group came in. He did as he was told and put the mixing bowl by his chin. I then inserted a plastic dental cheek retractor which kept his mouth forced open, leaving him only able to swallow from the back of his throat and not his tongue. I stood by him, holding his leash. The 7 guys that just walked in all started hovering around the twink, wanking off. One by one they shot their load, most of it ending up in the mixing bowl, but also on his face and lips, and a decent amount in his mouth, which was now collecting in a pool at the front of his mouth. As time went on more naked Men came in, all immediately hovering around the boy, waiting their turn to bolt their loads. Each time a guy shot I made a note of how many loads there were. It now stood at 16. I took the bowl from the boy, took him to the rubbered mattress (like a dog), and got him to tilt his head back. I slowly poured in the remaining parts to the 16 loads in his mouth. Removing the dental cheek retractor I ordered him to spit the cum back into the bowl. There was so much it dripped down over his chin. I went and got the 3rd and final of the 3 DNA cocktail syringes and squirted about half into the bowl, and mixed it into the thick gloopy cum. 'Tilt your head back boy'. 'Yes Sir'. I again slowly poured in all 16 loads into his mouth. 'Drink that toxic pink cum you cunt'. He took about 4-5 gulps, then swallowed the final lot. I walked him into the centre of the rubbered mattress and attached 'Fist Mitts' to his hands, so his hands would be disabled, and he'd be on all 4's like a puppy. Once again I attached the ball-gag, and put a stainless steel dog bowl under his head. I said; 'Let's go for some Beers' ... Leaving the twink waiting for more. I went to go for a piss and noticed some guys had already pissed in the bath, as requested in the group chat, so, I added to that lot. Once downstairs there were more naked arrivals, all milling about drinking, including my good friend Rob. Out of everyone there, he to my knowledge had much more to give to the twink! ***** LOUD squeals for Part 11 ... If you are enjoying what you read, feel free to 'like', or 'up vote' the parts you like

Part 9; The kitchen timer went off. The hour was up. In that time Tom had fisted the twink using the 'Punch Fist' toy, and his own hands, naturally; using one hand in a beak shape, both hands clasped together in a beak shape (eventually going in halfway up his forearms), alternating between both fists clenched, and one hand fist clenched punching at an aggressive rapid rate. I happily watched, enjoying this HOT live show. 'Set the timer for another hour Keith mate. If Malcolm had any Lagers left I wouldn't mind one'. Fuck, was Tom going to fist the twink for another whole hour? Yes! I got Tom a Lager, and the boy some water, with a straw, which I held as he drank, making sure he drank it all. As he finished he looked up at me and said; 'I want lots MORE cum Sir. Are there any Sex clubs we can go to?' 'You Greedy Nasty Whore'. With that I spat in his mouth and slapped his face, put the ball gag back in his mouth, and restrained his wrists to the sling. Well, if that is what the little cunt wants, I shall help make his desire come true. Especially as it was his 21st in a few days time. Celebrate with a bang! As it is there is a large WhatsApp group of us, for a situation like this, where more horny Men are wanted at short notice. So, I put the feelers out; 'Tina'd blood slammed, fucked and fisted Twink currently being corrupted wants more cum'. As I enjoyed watching Tom now really totally destroying the boys cunt, I puffed, whilst also replying to the many messages coming through. Through the conversation I stated that anyone that did attend was to only piss in the bath, which must remained plugged. And bring your own booze, of course. The kitchen timer went off again. Tom carried on for a few more minutes. Wiping his hands we both sat back and admired his 'handy' work. The boy was now permanently gaping, so even when his Rose was retracted, you could still see it. But he kept it constantly blooming. Tom took off his executioners hood, looked at me, and gave a devilish smirk. His face was yellow and gaunt looking, and a few new KS lesions had popped up on his forehead. He looked rather deathly. He got up and walked over to the helpless twink. *I wanted to see this* I followed, placing myself sideways to the sling, kneeling. He rubbed his Spiked PA semi flaccid Dick on the boys bloom, taking not much time to be fully erect. He pushed in, and holding onto the sling chains he commenced a slow firm steady fuck. Getting up I stood behind the sling, to get more of a view of what the boy was seeing. A face of death towering above, it's owner having his Sarah Palin Dick impaled in an ass that was only several hours earlier much more innocent than it is now. Tom increasing his pace, looked right through the twinks eyes, and held an empty yet demonic stare. I went and sat on the rubbered mattress to get yet another view. Skeletal and pale, a captivating contrast to young tight youth. Tom suddenly took one final thrust. There was silence, yet, I could tell he was cumming, as his perineum twitched each time he squirted his load. Staying impaled, he lay on the boy, spent. ***** Squeal for Part 10 (next part to the evening) ...

The greediest of the 3 little Piggies! ?

Part 8; Back to the play room with the fist gel, and there was Tom, kneeling on the rubbered mattress, the twink on all 4s sucking more AIDS Dick. Tom had taken his spiked PA out. The twinks ass sticking in the air I took a moment to take in the beautiful sight of his cunt lips, now; puffed, swollen, and flopped open. Oink! Crouching behind him I buried my face within his swollen cunt, my tongue darting in and around inside whilst his swollen cunt lips from top to bottom stretched to my nostrils right down to my chin. I alternated between doing that and wrapping my lips right around his cunt and sucking, and also taking a portion of his battered cunt between my lips chewing and sucking. Taking each thumb and forefinger, I pulled aside wonderful puffy lips, and ordered; 'Push it out boy'. His Rose bloomed with ease, as it did he farted and a mixture of what I am sure was; fist gel, blood and cum dripped out. What a fucking beautiful sight! I dove straight in, sticking my tongue inside his open bloom, licking, sucking, slurping, and rubbing my face in it. It partially went back in. 'Push it out again boy, and if it goes back in, just keep pushing it out'. He pushed out again, with more farting and warm goo squirting out. I dove straight back in again, feasting on his blooming cunt. It was fucking heaven! I was getting too turned on to just keep using my mouth. I sat up, and moved in closer. He bloomed for me again, and I began to rub my Dick Head over the centre of his Rose. Without wanting this flower to close too soon I pushed in only a few inches, and started fucking his beautiful inside out cunt! I got too carried away pushing in too deep, his bloom closing. I pulled out. He bloomed for me immediately again. We kept this up for a while when Tom who had walked off to put back on his spiked Gauge PA suddenly pulled the boy to his feet, throwing him in the sling, putting the stool in place. From the collection of toys he got the dildo called 'The Punch Fist', lubed it up. Putting it down he wiped his hands, got the half full syringe of the triple DNA cocktail, squirted about half into the fist gel, then inserted 3 fingers and the syringe, and bellowed; 'Push out that Dirty Pussy out you Nasty fucking Pig'. The twink whimpered with lustful submission, threw his arms up, held onto the sling chains, and once again bloomed. Tom depressed the plunger, discarded it on the floor, picked up the 'Punch Fist', aggressively slammed it in the gaping cunt. 'Keith, go and get the kitchen timer, bring it up and set it for 1 hour'. ***** Squeal for Part 9...

Part 7; The 3 of us had tourniquets put on, and using 3 different syringes/needles drew blood from one another. Then a 1/3 from each syringe was put into 3 new syringes, making 3 lots of a triple DNA cocktail. Still on all 4's, we got the twink propped against the wall, still with the Gask Mask Funnel Hood on, and Rose-Plug in place. Tom being Tom and his twisted mind, having just put a tourniquet on him, now with a marker pen, wrote on the twinks arm; 'Demon DNA here', with an arrow pointing upwards. I first got jabbed, with about 1/4 of a syringe full. Next up came Tom, he also got a similar amount. Malcolm was more than happy to donate, but he wasn't up for being 'slammed'. Fair enough. As the needle approached the twinks arm, he put his opposite hand inside the rubber jock I put on him at the beginning of the evening and started playing with himself. In it went. We all watched the plunger depress as the remaining 1/2 of that syringe load went in. Malcolm took one of the remaining 2 syringes, and squirted about half into the Gask Mask Funnel Hood, then took another large piss. That beautiful forced gulping sound soon ensued, and the lil twink had got a hard on and was now wanking. Malcolm pushed his hand away from the rubber jock, and placed the twink in the sling, restrained his wrists and ankles, removed the Funnel Hood, took out the Rose-Plug, quickly unzipped, and started slapping his semi erect Dick against the now well weathered hole. I knelt down sideways to the sling, inches away from dick and cunt. As per, he milked his perineum, and I got a close up of rank pus oozing out. In he went, sliding in deep. I stood up to see Tom attaching nipple clamps to the twinks so far neglected nipples. Malcolm wasted no time and was fucking hard and fast. As he got pounded the twink looked up at Malcolm, whose face he did not know, as he had only seen him with the mask on. That was HOT to watch. Malcolm started breathing heavily and grunting. His grunts got louder and louder and we could tell he had started unloading as with each of his final handful of grunts he slammed in hard. He zipped up and left the room. 'Keith, we are out of Fist Gel'. I'm not surprised. Off I went to make a new batch. ******* Do you want a Part 8?

Part 6; Without cumming Tom stopped fucking, and we both fisted the boy in every which way possible, individually, and together. After about an hour of continuing to wreck the twinks cunt I thought, 'Where is Malcolm?' I went to check on his whereabouts, and he was in the lounge, chilling out, drinking his lager, and quickly it seemed, he had downed 6 bottles in the time he had left the playroom. Like I had done earlier he had been saving his piss especially for the boy. He stood up, 'Right, let's go back up', then putting on his Gas Mask. Back in the playroom Malcolm asked Tom, his voice now distorted, to hit him out a Rose. '1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10 ... Push'. Tom moved his self and the stool away allowing Malcolm to take the reigns. Like his predecessor he grabbed the washing up brush and vigorously brushed the twinks ever growing bloom. Unzipping again he took his erect Dick out, which was still oozing Gonnorhoea, and he milked his perineum which seem to increase the flow of his infection, and spread it all over the boys Rose. He slid in deep, and stayed still, focusing. After a few minutes piss was steadily trickling out of this gaping cunt. I grabbed a bucket and placed underneath to catch the leakage. Malcolm pulled out, and his pissed gushed out. He again penetrated. Once again taking a huge piss. Again upon pulling out a huge amount of piss gushed out. He repeated this a third time. He then asked me; 'Keith, do you have that 'Gask Mask Funnel Hood' to hand'? I did indeed. Basically, inside this Gask Mask where the mouth would go is a hollow bulb that goes into the mouth that is open at the other end so anything that goes into that hollow bulb is forced down the throat. Malcolm carried the twink into the bathroom, and ordered him to kneel, facing outwardly. He came back to the playroom for the bucket of piss, I followed carrying the Mask, whilst Tom stayed behind for a bit of puff time. The bath was plugged up, the ball-gag was removed, and the boy had the bucket of piss poured over him, some down his back, and some down his front, so he was now drenched, and kneeling in it. 'Suck me, and look up at me whilst you are doing it'. He slowly slid in his semi flaccid Dick of pus, and slowly slid it all the way out, and all the way in, and all the way out, and so forth. I could see Malcolms Dick growing. Taking it out out I could see it was now fully erect, banging it on the boys face. Sliding it back in he with no warning started to fuck his face hard and fast, on the final thrust held his head firmly in his pubes, until he choked and spluttered. He withdrew his Dick, and milked his perineum, again, more infection flowed. Spitting in the twinks face he said... 'Lick that up you cunt'. He did as ordered. He left to get a few more lagers as I attached the Funnel Gas Mask. Swiftly returning, with 4 more bottles, he downed one in a matter of seconds. Impressive! He took a couple of swigs from the next bottle; 'Hands behind your back, and look up at me'. Whilst continuing to drink his lager, he started to piss, and begin filling up the funnel. Soon the boy started frequently gulping. I got Hard instantly at that wonderful sound, and started stroking. The funnel empty, it was soon filled up again, this time both Malcolm and I spat a few times each in the funnel held piss. Once again, the sound of frequent forced gulping sent a surge of depravity though my being. I was now beyond hard. My Dick was solid, and dripping pre cum again. 'Bring my Lagers Keith'... to which Malcolm carried the twink into the playroom, and put him on all 4's on the rubbered up Mattress. I got behind him. My turn to punch fist. Lubing up my fist... '1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10... Push'. He pushed out his cunt, leaving me to enjoy licking and sucking his Rosebud. Wiping my precum on his Rose I pushed it back in, and started fucking hard and steady (not slowly but not pounding). I could not feel his insides at all now since I last fucked him. He simply felt very warm, and wet inside. I really love that sensation. I was ready to blow again, but held on. Malcolm refilled the funnel so I had to change my pace, and fuck slowly (just as well as I was getting very close), as to not spill any precious piss. Then that magical sound, forced gulping. All I needed to hear; 'You fucking Nasty Cunt'... I immediately picked up my pace from slow and light movements, to gripping on to his waist tighter, breathing becoming erratic, grunting, with slow yet extremely hard thrusts. I suddenly felt my soul consumed with a satanic force. I was fucking him like I was the devil. I arched my head back, grunting loudly as I shot my second load into him. I had been using the small Rose-Bud plug on him until now. I now plugged him with the large size. Tom piped up; 'Let's Slam'. Part 7 to follow...

Part 5; Re-entered the play room, I placed a large vinyl play sheet on the floor. Perching on a stool in front of the sling I took out the Rosebud plug (time for a real Rose), and liberally lubed up my Bare hand and forearm with the fisting gel I had made earlier. A combination of PnP, entry a few inches past my wrist was very easy! Starting with fingers and thumb forming a beak shape I twisted and turned, building up to mid forearm. Pulling out I changed hand shape to a proper fist, and carried on as before. Then changed to alternating between slow punch fisting (left to right to left hand and so forth) to clasping both hands together and going in up to both wrists. Alternating between all of the above we played like this for a good hour. The boys hole was now beautifully gaping. During play I could see his rose eager to bloom, so assisting I pulled back his inflamed puffy lips around and behind his rose, licking and sucking on his bloom. I heard some noise downstairs. Tom must have arrived. Being very close trusting friends he obviously has a key. I carried on playing with the boys cunt. After a while I heard footsteps. Looking up there were two people at the play room doorway. Tom, who was completely naked with the exception of his moustache, army boots, a Leather executioner hood, and a red hanky around his neck. Accessorizing with his long term PA which today sported a large spiked gauge'. Plus he was holding onto a dish washing brush. The second figure, none other than our skinhead friend Malcolm, fully clothed in his usual gear; Braces, 20 Hole Boots, etc, with Heineken in one hand, gas mask in the other. He is in his early 30s, broad and stocky, and is part of the bug club. He had been diagnosed about 4 years ago, and had never taken Medz. Apparently his last viral load saw an increase from 73k to 226k. His specialist had recommended he start treatment, but, he wasn't ready for that yet. I could see through Toms eye pieces from his executioners hood that his eyes were looking yellow. I had not seen him naked either for several months, and he had several new KS lesions, and like me had also lost a lot of muscle mass. His bones were very prominent. I was actually pleased he was re-starting treatment next week. Tom walked over, lubed up both hands are forearms, which I took as my cue to get off the stool. He took my place and got to play. Malcolm unzipped his jeans, and along with his lager plonked himself against the wall on the rubbered up mattress, stroking. I sat next to him and couldn't help but notice he was oozing a creamy gunk from his Dick. I knew what that was. I mouthed to him; 'Gonnorhoea'. Affirmative with a nod. Jesus, this room was now a plethora of active infections. The audible silence was eventually broken with Tom speaking; 'When I say 'push', you push like you are having a shit, and hold it there'. Instinctively, the boy went to remove his blindfold. I got up and stopped him, and restrained his wrists, and attached a ball-gag in his mouth. Tom started punch fisting the boy hard and fast, audibly counting to 10. He got to 10... 'Push'. The boy did as he was told, to reveal a huge big juicy rose. Tom reached for the dish washer brush and vigorously brushed this beautiful juicy flower. He then stood up, took the tip of his Dick and using his spiked PA started stabbing the boys gaping cunt. Then he plunged in, and started fucking, no mercy. He might have been rather unwell, but he still showed signs of his usual insane stamina. Malcolm went to get another lager, taking his gas mask with him. Now it was time for the boy to become more aware of who was there. I took his blindfold off, and sat against the wall. I started stroking, getting really turned on by seeing Tom ploughing the now very loose cunt of this sweet twink, and seeing his pale wasted ass (his asshole was no longer hidden by flesh). Part 6 to follow...

Part 4; I met my best friend Tom way back in 1993 when I was a young lad. He was the one that pozzed me up that same year, and we have been on quite a journey together as partners in crime. He stopped his Medz about 1 year ago, and via our discussions helped me choose to come off of mine several months back. A few weeks ago he told me that his specialist was strongly advising him to go back on Medz. At that time he had also just been diagnosed with Hep C. I asked him if he had gone back on his Medz, and started treatment for the latter. Starting everything next week he said. I told him I was playing with a Tina'd up Twink and was he up for joining us. He understandably was feeling tired, but was up for some action with the innocent. 'I'll be around within the next few hours'. Back to my play room, the boy had again put himself in the sling. Obviously somewhere he feels is natural for him to be. 'On all 4's on the mattress boy'. 'Yes Sir'. On all 4's I took out the Rosebud plug where my piss spilled out. I flipped him on his back and rolled him around in my piss, and used my hands to smear it all over this little piggy's body and face. Using the inflatable dildo again I stretched his cunt with inflating, deflating partly, inflating again, and so on, gradually building up so it wouldn't inflate anymore. The base doesn't inflate so it was easy enough to pull back his loosened battered lips to see the dildo inside, fully inflated. I fucked him hard with it, seeing his stretched wide open gaping pink cunt lips clasping on the black material. After dildo play I positioned my Dick at his loose hole, took a condom from my waistcoat pocket, and said; 'Do you think we should use this?' It really turns me on playing in an unsafe environment, yet, toying and teasing with the possibility of safety. He shook his head, moaning, arching his cunt towards me, grabbing my wasted ass cheeks towards him. My Dick head popped in. I slid in a few more inches and immediately started fucking him with a hard steady rhythm. After a few minutes I pulled out, and said; 'No, we must use protection'. I rolled on the rubber, slid in balls deep, and started to fuck him again with that hard steady rhythm. I was soon increasing my pace, turned on knowing that this rubber simply was not going to stop the inevitable. I pulled out. 'You are probably right, we don't need this'. I pulled the condom off, and tied it around his wrist. Recommencing the fucking I this time fucked with long hard deep thrusts, each time pulling all the way out, and slamming back in again. On my final hard slow thrust I leaned in; 'You want a mouthful of sperm boy?' 'Cum inside me Sir. Please cum inside me'. The correct answer. I grabbed hold of his waist and with no warning I started fucking him hard and fast. I had been close to cumming for quite sometime (but kept holding), we'd been playing for hours, and I had two months of dirty cum to unload. It didn't take long. I was now beginning the point of no return! I leaned in close to his face, spitting on my approach. I looked right into his soul; 'I'm gonna cum'. 'Yes Sir, infect me'. 'You filthy fucking whore'. Keeping our eyes locked I impaled one last thrust, held my dick still in it's deep position and unloaded my dirty seed. I could feel my Dick pulsate as I grunted and roared like a wild animal. I don't think I have ever made a noise like it. A much needed release. I pulled out and immediately plugged him back up with the Rosebud plug. I ordered him to get on his knees, and clean my Dick. Once satisfied with his cleaning work, he got back in the sling, I re-attached the blindfold and left him to rest, whilst I went for a break. Part 5 to follow...

Part 3; I stopped what I was doing, to admire and take in the beautiful sight of this boy's slightly gaping cunt. Beautiful. I had every intention of stretching him even further, and not letting my handy work so far tighten up even just a smidgen, so I plugged him with an Oxballs Rosebud Spec-U-Plug that 'blooms' open once inside. 'Get up'. He got up, and was a bit unsteady on his legs, so, I carried him into the bathroom, and ordered him to kneel in the bath, back to the taps. I climbed in, standing, facing him. 'Hands behind your back boy, open your mouth, keep it open, and look up at me'. 'Yes Sir'. My long awaited pee came. The first splash hit his chest, then I aimed for his face, moving my dick around so his face was getting a good drenching. Then aiming for his mouth I began to fill him up, enjoying seeing my piss overflow down his chin and chest. 'Drink it' After swallowing my piss, I refilled his mouth again, and with further overflow I once again ordered him to swallow. I then purposefully stopped peeing, even though I needed to release a lot more, and ordered him to stay where he was. In the kitchen I mixed up a fresh batch of fisting gel, putting it in the playroom, then returned to the bathroom. I put my flaccid Dick into his mouth and focused on peeing again. I started to get a semi, when I started trickling. Pushing the back of his head to the base of my Dick he made frequent gulping sounds as he had no choice but to swallow. More piss to come, but I once again 'held'. 'On all 4's boy'. 'Yes Sir'. I removed the Oxballs Rosebud Spec-U-Plug. He was definitely gaping a bit more than before I first put it in. I got Rock Hard immediately. I plunged in balls deep. He was certainly now relaxed, and sufficiently stretched (yet not enough), as my Dick wasn't even contacting the innards of his cunt, and I have a decent 6" Girth when erect. I love a tight ASS, but, I love it even more when it is loose. As I was now erect I had to really focus to pee again, and resist the temptation to start fucking. And out it came. During at least 1 minute I pissed to completion. I fucked his loose non gripping cunt for a few minutes, with my piss sloshing about inside. I pulled out, and piss started gushing out from his gaping cunt. I crouched down and caught a mouthful, and held it in my mouth. Piss still pouring out I quickly plugged him back up with the Rosebud plug. I flipped him onto his knees, opened his mouth with my hands, and fed him from my mouth the mixture of my piss, his cunt juice, and blood. And maybe some of my bio hazardous pre cum too. 'Do you like to slam boy?' 'I don't know what that is Sir'. 'It is when someone injects their blood into someone else. Like mine injected into you'. His response was to rub his chest, put his bottom lip inside his mouth, looking at me with an intense look with moans and whimpers of ecstasy. I carried him to the playroom, got him some drinks and snacks then went into my office to give my friend Tom a call. Part 4 to follow...

Part 2; No sooner had his tongue made contact with my beautiful lesion my now flaccid Dick became rock hard in a Heart Beat! Seeing his sweet young innocent looking face and his juicy lips around my shaft as he licked obediently was turning me on immensely to the point I was now oozing pre cum. 'Put your hands behind your back, open your mouth, keep it open, and look up at me'. 'Yes Sir'. I slowly smeared my Dirty pre cum on his juicy lips. His submissive gaze said 'you own me', which turned me on even more. I was now really leaking a lot of pre cum. 'Lick my juice boy, show it to me on your tongue, and swallow it'. As he done this multiple times I repeatedly spat on his face. 'You Dirty cunt'. He nodded. I ordered him onto his back, head on the pillow, where I reconnected the wrist to ankle restraints. I knelt by his head, rolled on a slim fit condom over my thick toxic shaft, unrolled all of the remaining part of the condom over my balls and the cockring. Using a slim fit condom instead of standard size makes it really tight. For a good 15 Minutes I kept on generously lubing up my latex covered shaft and balls with Apricot oil, repeatedly pulling very tightly so my cock head looked shiny and smooth, as almost as if it were Bare! I kept on scratching at the latex covering my balls, and eventually the latex just melted away. I immediately positioned myself at his exposed cunt, pulled the condom tightly over my shaft, and penetrated him only a few inches when I heard two sweet sounds. A gasp of pleasure, and that snapping sound when a condom breaks. I pulled out, slipping my finger between my bare dick and the condom just to watch it fall away from my dick, it hanging all tattered and ruined from my cockring. I started to penetrate him again, VERY slowly, enjoying watching and feeling every mm of my Bare Dick slide past his tight pink flesh, to invade and corrupt his cunt deep within. I was almost half way. My lesion now just touching his innocent pink flesh. I stopped for a few minutes, to take in the wonder of the intense contrast. Enough. I slid in balls deep, allowing my body to fall in-between his restrained ankles/wrists, coming face to face. Staying impaled I very slowly rocked, feeling his warm wet cunt embracing my now Bare Shaft! 'Would you like to try some Tina as a pre Birthday treat boy?' 'Yes please Sir'. I pulled out. As I unrestrained him again he noticed the tattered ruined condom from my cockring. 'The condom broke. Did you cum Sir'. 'No boy. I still have a 2 month load to unleash'. 'You haven't cum in 2 months?' 'No'. Truth is, I hadn't. I had been feeling rather rotten. I went and got various bits; some more drinks, etc, when coming back into my play room I saw the cute lad had hopped off from the rubber mattress, and was now lying back on the sling, with a big old grin on his face. I made him drink a large glass of water to ensure he stayed hydrated. I put a tourniquet on his arm, made him stay still and hold out his arm, and gave him his first ever hit of Tina. He very soon started writhing, groaning, holding onto the sling, repeating over and over again; 'Fuck me Sir, Fuck me Sir, Fuck me Sir, just stick your dick in me'. I was holding a huge piss, and wanted to continue to do so for the time being, so, we played with an inflatable dildo, which really started to make him looser. Loose is as HOT as tight. The toothbrush didn't lie as I shoved it back in him, and this time no 'Ouches', and his cunt was no longer gripping it. I gave his cunt a good firm brushing. I knelt before the sling, and slipped in 3 fingers very easily now. I moved them side to side, in and around, very vigorously, causing very loud moans, and squelching. Pulling his increasingly gaping hole apart I got my tongue inside his cunt, swirling around, alternating between tongue fucking him and vigorously triple finger fucking him. Part 3 to follow...

Part 1; I haven't been online or out for ages as have been flu like for a few months where I lost a lot of muscle mass, and my libido went AWOL. Several months ago I also decided to take a break from my medz for a while. Yet to restart, so viral load is hanging around 1 million. Very recently I seemed to perk up, and naturally my libido resurfaced. I needed a long overdue fix! I went to Soho, sat myself at the bar with my double Whiskey, enjoying my testosterone fueled surroundings. After a few hours, a few drinks, and a handful of brief conversations with other patrons, a cute 20 year old walked in, bought himself a drink, sat at the back of the bar where he would remain inconspicuous. I very soon joined him. His friends were due to arrive in a few hours, for his pre 21st birthday night out, but he was early, hence his sensibility of starting the night out with just Cola. He was very nervous, so his drink didn't last long. I told him he seemed nervous, and he said he is like that around guys he really likes. Bingo! I asked him if he had ever tried 'G', as it is really great for relaxing. He had and really enjoys it. I got us both a refill, going to the toilet on the way back to add some 'G' magic We continued chatting, when after about half an hour I saw him literally completely relax. He knowingly smiled. I moved right tight next to him, slipped my hand into his trackies, found my way in between his ASS cheeks, and placed my finger on his warm tight hole. He gasped, arching his back, and pushing down on the seat. With my other hand on his chin I pulled his face towards mine, looked deep into his eyes, and said, 'From now on you will address me as Sir, OK Boy' ... 'Yes Sir'. I kissed him deeply, my finger continuing to probe his sweet hole. 'I'm taking you home, tell your friends you'll see them another night'. Looking into my eyes his body trembled, 'Yes Sir'. Having messaged his friends I got us a taxi. Once home I immediately put him in the shower, talked him through a proper deep douche. I ordered him on all 4's in the tub, and using an old razor shaved his hole which was only lightly hairy. slightly snicking him a few times. Leaning over the bath, shower still going, I slipped a finger in. He let out one quiet high pitched grunt. He was super tight. I located his prostate, gently circling, very slowly applying more pressure. His high pitched grunts were getting louder, and more frequent. I removed my finger. 'Right, I am going to see you have douched properly'. With that I shoved my in use tooth brush, and started turning it around and brushing his tight smooth rectal walls. He kept exclaiming 'Ouch' during the few minutes of my special examination. I pulled out the brush. 'Yes, you douched properly Boy. Now stand up and rinse that beautiful cunt'. 'Yes Sir'. Having rinsed, I dried him, and blindfolded him using the 'Mr S Ultra Blindfold' that you really cannot see out of, and dressed him in a Rubber Jock that hugged his small pert ASS perfectly. I led him into the spare room, come play room, and lay him on the mattress with rubber sheet, and restrained him using Leather wrist to ankle restraints. 'You OK Boy?' 'Yes Sir'. Using 2 pillows with rubber pillowcases, I propped one under his lower back, and one for his head. 'Open your mouth Boy and keep it open'. He did as he was told, and I collected my spit and loaded his mouth with my saliva, twice. 'Keep that mouth open'. I then attached and strapped a spider gag, which would keep his mouth wide open. I stripped naked, putting on only my army boots, a leather waistcoat, and a cock ring. Laying down by his ASS, I sniffed his hole, sliding in a spit lubed finger, getting to work opening him up. Once I located his prostate again, focusing in on getting him worked up, he again like earlier vocalised with frequent high pitched loud grunts. Pulling out my finger, I sniffed it, and licked it. It tasted a mixture of sweet sap, and blood. I took a lot of time just rimming him. A good half hour. A sweet smooth tight ass is to be savoured. Getting up I released the restraints, straddled him, and started fucking his throat with the spider gag. He would keep gagging until each time I would slam in deep on a final thrust, not moving, keeping his head buried at the base of my dick , where after a few seconds his gagging would turn into choking. After a few more seconds, release. Then repeat! I could see in my mind the KS lesion I have mid shaft pressing on the roof of his mouth. I removed the spider gag, and blindfold, stood above him, a leg either side of his torso, and smirked. 'You are very skinny Sir'. 'That's because I have full blown AIDS boy. Would you like me to wear a condom when I fuck you?' 'Yes please Sir. Do you have some Cola or Lemonade that I can drink Sir?' 'Sure'. We drank together for a while, chatting and chilling out on the rubber covered mattress. I asked him if he had ever done Tina. He hadn't, but had wanted to try for a while now. 'On your knees boy'. He did as he was told. Pointing to my KS lesion I ordered him to lick the mark on my mid shaft. I told him he must not stop licking the mark until I tell him to do otherwise. Part 2 to follow...

Part 5; Jack motioned for my boy to stand up. Bob pulled off my boys Tee, and pulled down his clean Jockstrap, leading to Bob rimming my boys cum leaking bleeding cunt. Jack started kissing my boy, running his hands all over his body. Bob stood up, parted my boys ass cheeks, and slid in with his toxic cock. Bob was holding my boy by his hips, and looking down with depraved lustful sounds and expressions at his diseased Dick sliding in and out. Wei and I looked on as my beautiful boy was sandwiched between Jack & Bob. As I have said before; Pale white Anaemic, with pot bellies, severe muscle wasting (especially of the arms, legs, glutes (ass muscles), and face), AIDS Men, USING the young and fit, tight, tanned, bubble butt body of my sweet boy. Jack pulled away from kissing my boy, and soon brought out some Coke, which we all, Bob, Jack, myself, my boy, and Wei all took multiple 'bumps' of. Jack & Bob got my boy to lay on the vinyl play sheet on the floor, supporting his head and one arm with cushions. I stood sideways, about a few feet behind my boys head, so I could keep a close eye, and if he looked up he could see me. Jack put the tourniquet on, and got the syringe to hand. Bob got the scalpel, crouched by my boys face, and said, 'You completely sure you want and are ready for Uncle Bobs blood, his DNA? Once Uncle Bob is Dead, he will always remain inside you'. 'Yes Uncle Bob, PLEASE, I need it. Do what you want. Anything'. Wei went to leave the room. I summoned him to kneel before me and, Suck. He obeyed. Right in front of my boys face, Bob made 2 deep cuts into his index and middle fingers. He maneuvered between my boys legs, spreading them wide, inserting his 2 bleeding fingers, and rubbing them onto my boys internal pussy flesh. 'My fingers are in Jack'. Jack inserted the needle, and injected Bobs dirty blood into my boys innocent veins. Needle out, and compressed for a few minutes. Jack held the needle in front of my boys face ... 'It's done'. With that, my boy put his forearms behind his knees, lifting his legs, so his battered cunt was even more exposed, looked up at me, smiled in ecstasy making frantic grunts. Bob took his fingers out, and rammed the toothbrush up my boys cunt. His movements were that of if you are cleaning your teeth, vigorously. The toothbrush came out, Bob mounted my boy, fucking him, slowly. Jack left the room. I ordered Wei to lie on his back, where I used his spit as lube, and entered. I became so mesmerized by fucking this very cute boy and his tight cunt, that I hadn't noticed that Bob was no longer fucking my boy. In fact, I heard Bob say, 'I am close to cumming, and when I do, you must NOT swallow, but instead keep your mouth closed, and let Uncle Bobs cum collect at the front of your bottom jaw'. I looked up from Fucking Wei, and because we were both kneeling, my boy and I's eye level was now the same. Across the room I saw Jack had come back, accompanied by Skinhead Pete, both watching on, stroking. Now I know from experience, that Bob shoots quite a hefty load. Would my boy be able to keep it all in place, as instructed!? I saw Bob tense up, and his animals grunts, and thrusting signaled he was unleashing his dirty cum. (My boy did tell me later that the first few shots went right down his throat). He pulled out still shooting, knowing all to well my boys mouth would now be full. Bob sprayed & smeared the remainder of his dirty load on my boys face. He spat on his face, slapping it hard ... 'Look at you you dirty Bastard. Daddys little boy has finally cut those apron strings. Now, where you lay earlier, taking Uncle Bobs DNA, I want you to go to that same spot, and get on all 4's, facing your Daddy, and keeping that mouth shut until I say so'. My boy did as instructed, at which point, Pete made his way over. I hadn't noticed earlier, after the first time Pete had fucked my boy, but, his usual PA piercing was different, the standard ball closure was now a 'spiked' ball closure, and they were big. Pete lubed my boy up by ramming in the toothbrush with a dozen or so merciless strokes. He stuck his Dick in for the second time this evening. 'Hold your Dick still Pete. Now, I want you to look up at your Daddy, do not avert your gaze, open that mouth of yours filled with your Uncle Bobs filthy Cum, and do not let any spill out'. My boy looked at me, and opened his mouth. 'OK Pete, go'. Pete wasn't off his face like he was a little while earlier, and was Fucking like the Pete I know, which is very fast and hard for a few minutes, then around 30 seconds soft and slowly, back to very fast and hard. Alternating between these 2 rhythms. Because I had already cum, I was able to fuck Wei for longer, without getting close. I spent most of my time fucking him looking into his eyes, or kissing him. However, each time I did look across at my boy, he was doing as instructed, staring at me with his mouthful of Cum open. He was managing to keep some in, but, a lot was drooling from the sides of his mouth. I was looking into Wei's eyes, really enjoying his smooth Asian pussy, when I heard Pete say, 'Oi, Dee, look at this' ... I looked at Pete, he looked at me, smirking ... 'He's got one fine cunt your boy', and with that he pounded with no mercy, my boy spilling Cum from his mouth, Pete getting faster, breathing heavier and with one final thrust Pete arched back, head in the air, and roared and grunted as he came, completely holding his position still. No in and out. Just deeply impaled, his chest spread wide open, with the message on his chest that I saw earlier now really clear to see; 'Hep C Pig'. Regaining composure, Pete chuckled, withdrew, tapped my boy on his ass, and left, without a word. Bob got my boy to standing, looked in his mouth, then his eyes, holding him tightly by his neck, and said; 'Swallow, NOW'. I started to completely focus in on Fucking Wei. He deserved my undivided attention. I was getting close. 'Where do you want me to cum, boy'? Not that it really mattered, I just get off of hearing them SAY it! 'Cum inside me again Daddy'. I bolted my second load of the night inside him. His legs wrapped around my back, kissing, he said softly, 'I wanna be your boy'. I told him I already have a boy, but he'd be more than welcome to spend time with us, and maybe become integrated in a poly state. He smiled. We got up. Everyone else had left. I led us out the room, holding Wei's hand. I saw Pete. 'Hey Pete' ... 'Hey Dee mate. If you are looking for your boy Josh, he just went to the basement a few moments ago hand in hand with Fred'. Fred was another regular at these parties. Wei and I made our way down. And now I cannot say anymore, as we were greeted with the lights dimmed so dim, you can barely see what is in front of you. This happens when the party just becomes a complete free for all. The music was still going but had been turned down. Sling chains being rattled, grunts, growls ... Heaven!

Part 4; Daddy decided it was time his boy had a break. A handful of assertive looks and gestures ushered away the crowd. I made my way to the front of the sling, and pulled my boy to his feet. He was trembling. He went to walk, but his legs weren't holding him, and he almost fell to the ground, I broke his fall ... 'You OK son?' ... 'I'm OK Daddy, just feel weak. I'm really thirsty'. I now decided he actually needed some physical TLC. Holding him, I looked around and clocked the cute Asian boys attention (he was already watching on). I gave a head/eye nod to come over. Already the obedient boy, he came ... 'Follow me' ... 'OK' ... I carried my boy up to the main house, taking him to the Master bedroom, where I lay him on Bob & Jacks bed. I observed respiratory and heart rates, all fine. Using a few large towels I mopped the 28 loads of cum that had drenched my boy, and removed his sopping wet Jockstrap (he thinks he might have pissed himself). 'Wait here with my boy' ... 'OK, by the way, my name is Wei'. With his sweet introduction I gave him an affectionate wink! There were many more Men in the main house, some in Leather, Rubber, Naked, etc. Eating, drinking, chatting, some mildly making out. OK, so this was obviously one of Jack & Bobs full on parties, with my boy as the birthday guest of honour. I went out to the car, got some of our homemade food, sports drinks, and clean clothes (never travel unprepared). I came back into the House, and soon ran into Bob. 'Hey Dee, you and birthday boy leaving, we haven't given him his main 'Gift' yet!?' ... 'Hey Bob, he needs a break, mate. Just gonna feed and hydrate him, see how he goes' ... 'Where is he?' ... 'In your bedroom, Bob, see you later mate'. I walked in, only to see my boy, and Wei, facing each other, cuddling. What a Beautiful sight! I got my boy comfy, in a clean Jockstrap, clean Tee, propped up with pillows on Bob & Jacks bed, sitting on a towel. During the next hour Wei, my boy, and I ate and drank, chatted. The 2 boys were getting on really well infact, exceptionally chatty, and intimate with each other. My boy got up to go to the en suite toilet, his walking was now completely fine. I clocked he had tally marks on both ass cheeks. 'Hey, just stop a minute boy'. He stopped so I could properly look ... 27 tally marks! The time I had spent fucking Wei in the private room, my boy had taken 26 loads, with Petes load pending, which I of course witnessed. This would explain why the towel he had been sitting on he had leaked a lot of pink stained cum onto. Bob & Jack suddenly appeared, both still donning just their Army Boots. 'Where's the Birthday boy?' questioned Jack. 'Just in the bathroom'. At the foot of the bed they lay down a vinyl play sheet, for what now lay ahead. My boy came out. Jack holding a glittery box with ribbon walked with Bob towards my boy. Jack placed a hand on one of my boys ASS cheeks, Bob standing the other side did the same. The contrast was stark. My boy, his fit tight bronzed young body, against 2 anaemic AIDS wasting pale pot bellied physiques. 'This is your main gift handsome. It is from both your Uncle Jack & Uncle Bob. All the different items fit into one. Go and sit on the end of the bed, and open it'. He did as he was told, and opened his 'gift'. First he pulled out a scalpel. Then a tourniquet. Then a toothbrush. Then a wrap of Coke. And then ... A syringe filled with liquid. 'What's inside this syringe, Uncle Jack?' ... 'That's a syringe full of your Uncle Bobs blood. If you don't want it, we'll understand. Do you want your Uncle Jacks blood?' He knew if he said yes what he would be letting himself in for, as I had told him about previous parties that they had held where this kind of stuff has happened. Grabbing and rubbing his crotch, whimpering with lust, he looked at Bob, and nodded.

Part 3; I had just left my boy behind, Uncle Jack inside his cunt, raw toxic Dick! Now it was time for Daddy Dee to have his Asian cake. I entered the DJ Booth. 'I'll play a recording of a set from last year, then we can go off'. As the Asian twink went about his Music, I knelt behind him. Fuck, seriously, the most wonderful cute tight round buns. I spread his bubble cheeks. Oh yes. A tight and super smooth cunt. I could not wait a moment more. My tongue slowly glided over his hole, which by the way was really tight shut. He tasted sweet. Now that is one thing I really love. A really sweet tasting cunt. Each lick taken very slowly, savouring his sweet taste. He spun around. I stood up. 'Cmon boy'. I led him to one of the few private rooms that Jack & Bob have in their basement, or should I say 'Dungeon' really. On our way to the room I had noticed around 10 more people. A few faces from previous parties here, the others, I didn't know. I thought my boys Birthday treat was going to be a very intimate affair of just five ... No! In the private room I ordered the Asian on all 4's. 'Now arch your back, pushing your sweet ass out'. He did as he was told. Sweet Jesus. Kneeling behind him I spread his bubble cheeks, revealing the most Beautiful pink cunt. I took in the scent of his cunt, sniffing in deeply, my beard and tache brushing against him. As I exhaled I blew on his cunt, causing it to twitch. Sniff in, blow, twitch. I started to lick his cunt, causing him to moan slightly. Having licked for a while, I inserted a few fingers, which caused a yelp, found his Prostate ridge, and proceeded to gently rub. It didn't take long for him to be intensely moaning, breathing heavily, and screaming like a total maniac. I spat on my Dick, rubbed the spit around the Head, and placed it at his cunt entrance. He leaned back to one of his socks, and pulled out a condom. 'I only do safe'. Damn! I have worn condoms before, BUT, I was very eager to bare this sweet Bitch! I honestly exclaimed, 'I'm Neg'. ... 'Are you sure'? ... 'Yes' ... He span around, looking unsure. 'Hey, don't worry'. I looked into his eyes. I saw an air of slight innocence! I took him into my arms, and deeply kissed him, licked his neck, causing more moans. 'Would you like some Coke'? ... 'OK' ... I gave him a few lines, got him on all 4's, and proceeded to Rim him again. Inserting 2 fingers, I again found his Prostate ridge, and started to rub it. Having gotten him into frenzy he asked for another finger. I reached for some oil based lube and just lubed up my entire hand. He got the third finger he was asking for. After a while he asked me if I had gone from 3 to 4 fingers. 'No, I'm now upto my wrist'. The joys of Coke! I asked, 'Have you ever drank Piss'? ... 'I've only been peed on, which I liked, but not drank it'. I took my fist out, ordered him from all 4's to kneeling position, and placed a funnel in his Mouth. I told you earlier, Bob & Jack are fully equipped! 'Don't waste any'. I started urinating into the funnel. I hadn't pissed for ages, so it was a huge piss, and, apart from a few drops spilled, he drank the lot! I took the funnel out, I looked down at him, he looked up, smiling. I put my semi flaccid Dick into his Mouth. It didn't take much sucking for me to be hard, and history repeated itself as he started to deep-throat me again like earlier in the evening. Holding his head from behind, as he choked, as per, his sweet ass stuck out. Now was the time! I got him on his back, threw his legs up, and again, placed the Head of my Dick at his cunt entrance. I slapped my Dick on his cunt, and slid it up and down over, on the outside. I then slipped the Head of my Dick inside his tight cunt. He gasped. BUT, no other reaction. I leaned in, kissing him, doing so my whole bare shaft slid in. We continued kissing as I started rocking my hips. I stopped kissing him, but still rocking my hips I asked; 'Has anyone ever fucked you Bare before?' ... 'No, never' ... 'How does it feel?' ... 'It feels better, smoother', ... I got the wrapped condom, put it on his chest, and asked, 'Would you like me to wear it?', still rocking my hips. 'You definitely don't have HIV?' ... 'I tested Negative the other week' ... Without a word he threw the Condom away, and pulled my ass in. We Fucked missionary for a while, then I got him in my favourite position, Doggy, started to now pound him hard, spanking his bubble cheeks. The sound they made as they were slapped ... HOT! I got him from the ground, ... 'Now lick your cunt juice from my Dick, boy, no sucking, just licking' ... The sensation when my shaft is licked gives me electric tingles. Especially when I am very aroused. I was getting those electric tingles now, so, just left him licking. And then, I started oozing pre cum, lots of it. I scooped it up and smeared it over his sweet face! I love to cum inside a guy Doggy style, but, it seemed this guy had never been barebacked before, and I wanted to see his eyes as I shot inside him. I got him on his back again, and stuck my Dick back inside with one strong merciless thrust, just like Uncle Jack did earlier with my boy, who he was now Fucking (or so I thought). I pulled almost all the way out slowly, and BAM, slammed in with a Power thrust ... Repeating! I started to build up a steady rhythm, gradually the rhythm naturally getting Faster. 'Shall I cum on your chest, boy?' ... 'I don't know. What do you like?' ... 'I'm going to be the first Man to cum inside your cunt' ... With those words uttered the mood completely shifted, his face became stern, 'Cum inside me, cum inside my Cunt Daddy' ... Only my boyfriend whose Birthday party this was had called me Daddy during the past year. I started to now fuck really fast, spitting repeatedly in this sweet boys face. 'I'm cumming' ... 'Yes, give me your Cum Daddy'. I started to unload a 2 week load, looking deep into this boys eyes that were melting with total submission, with satisfying feeble moans. Pulling him to his knees, he sucked his cunt juice from Daddy's Dick! Again I told him to get on all 4's. Pulling his bubble cheeks apart showed his cunt was tight shut. The only evidence of our Fuck was his sweet cunt was wet. 'We've been in here for just over an hour. I wonder if your Boyfriend is still getting Fucked by Jack'. Yes, I thought, my boy. I slapped his sweet ass, said I'd see him later, and walked out. Outside the private room was Jack himself. 'Hey Dee, how was the Asian boy?' ... 'Great, have you seen my boy?' ... 'Josh, he is still in the sling I left him in'. I looked over, couldn't see my boy, nor the sling, just a HUGE crowd of Men crowded around the sling. I went over, and the only way to get to the sling was where the person lying in it would rest their head. I went in to peer to see whose head was lying there. My boy, STILL there. He had been fitted with a Spider Gag (Leather strap that buckles up behind the head, with a metal piece keeping the mouth prised open). There was sperm drooling from his locked mouth. Then I noticed *tally* marks on his forehead. OK, well, I knew what that meant from previous parties that Bob & Jack hosted over the years. Tally marks on the forehead meant number of loads in the Mouth. Tally marks on either deltoid meant number of loads on the torso, and, obviously number of tally marks on the bottoms ass cheeks meant number of loads inside the ass. There were 11 loads drooling out of my boys mouth. He looked up at me, unable to speak. I looked up to see guys either side of the sling, just jerking over him. This prompted me to inspect both deltoids ... torso tally = 28, he was drenched! Then I looked up, and saw that the current guy Fucking him was Pete, or was it Jay, I don't know, it was one of the skinhead chaps, still wearing a Gasmask. Whichever one it was was fucking pretty brutally. Pete, like Bob & Jack had been Poz for many years. Jay, was negative (thus, a serodiscordant relationship). Noticing that I had looked at him, he took off his mask, and stared me right in the eyes, it was Pete. Pete is a great guy, very friendly, had loads of laughs with him over the years. Yet, this stare, I had not seen it before. His eyes bored into mine. I noted he also looked pale and gaunt. Not well. Well, well enough to be fucking my boy, so couldn't be that sick. Keeping his gaze firm, he removed his collared top. Like Bob & Jack he also had something written on his chest. Bob & Jack had 'AIDS Pig' written across their chests. This was similar. This said, 'Hep C Pig'. I looked back up. Pete still hadn't averted his transfixed gaze. His picked up his fucking pace, his face suddenly got a evil glazed look over it and facially he began contorting. Then he stopped moving. His face went completely dead looking. Then he started giving rhythmic powerful thrusts deep inside my boy, pausing for about 5 seconds once deep in, then pulling out very slightly, slamming back in again. This went on for a good few minutes. He had just been cumming inside my boy. Then the most weird thing happened. The Pete I knew was suddenly back ... 'Alright Dee mate', and smiled. He pulled out of my boy, took a pen that was clipped to my boy's Jockstrap, marked his ass cheeks with a tally, put the pen back, and walked off. I took the Spider Gag off of my boy. 'Hey my sweet boy, are you ok' ... 'Daddy, I need some water' ... This began the next chapter of the evening!