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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 The boy was now permanently gaping, so even when his Rose was retracted, you could still see it.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!

Part 2; I pulled the sweet Asian DJ to his feet, and ordered him to go and set up a set to last at least 90 minutes, and I would be along in a bit. That sweet pair of smooth tight Ass cheeks I just had to take, whilst freshly baked. Slipping my hands under my beautiful boys head, I cradled him again, watching as he held his tongue out, with Bob smearing his pre cum over, from side to side of his tongue. My boy, still writhing, making animal like noises. Bob looked over to the bottom of the staircase, and who was there? Only Pete & Jay, a skinhead couple, friends of Bob & Jack. I still recognised them from their bleached jeans, braces, and Boots, so even the gas masks they were wearing tonight couldn't hide their identity, from me. Well, Bob & Jack kept that quiet, the sneaky buggers. Pete & Jay swiftly moved across the basement, around the corner, clutching a few Beers each. Of course I knew what they looked like, but my boy didn't. Bob went to join our skinhead Friends. Leaning in, kissing his forehead softly, I said, 'How are you son?', .... 'Daddy, Daddy, Daddy, I need, I need everything, Oh Fuck, I need everything, Daddy, I need it', going onto make intense moaning noises, his face contorting. I could see my boy was ok, but clearly shitfaced and gagging. 'Dee, come and look at your boy's Beautiful brand new cunt', Jack grinning at his 'handy' work. I have seen cunts in much worse shape than this before, but most certainly there was no escaping, my boy's new cunt was swollen, slightly gaping, and red raw in places. Jack reached for his toothbrush tucked in his sock, which had taped to it, and the prongs facing the other way of the brush, a dinner fork. Jack slowly eased his innovative object past my boy's slightly gaping lips, with very slight rocking motions of his wrist flicking the object from side to side. I watched over the next few minutes as Jack slowly got his object all the way in with the enough sticking out to grab hold of. He slowly twisted it around. My boy was arching his back down, pressing down on the object. Of course, he was much looser than normal by now, making this mission, possible! Jack used the same flick movement on the way out. Once out I saw there was blood on it, not enough to cause concern, but enough to know he was getting a proper work out. 'Watch this Dee'. Jack slid his Dick, slowly, into my boys battered cunt. Slowly sliding in and out, looking up at me with a evil satisfied smirk on his face, he was finally getting what he had wanted since he met my boy. I knew Jack wanted him, the way he always eyed my boy up and down from the word go. And here he was, fucking my beautiful boy, toxic Dick gliding against inflamed cunt. 'Fuck me Uncle Jack, please Uncle Jack, please, please, give me everything you have, I really need it'. My boys mind was being at least consistent, in each situation so far begging for everything, and needing 'it'. Jack took his Dick out, smiled at me, and said, 'Look at that Dee'. I was looking. His toxic Dick, smeared with cunt blood. Jack instructed my boy to lick his own cunt blood up. I watched as not only did he lick, but he lapped up with such an intense eagerness, he was lost. Jack positioned himself again by my boys battered cunt, and with one strong thrust he impaled deep inside, my boy letting out a yelp of pain and pleasure. Jack kept repeating this over and over, slowly sliding all the way out to the tip, then SLAM, impale. Again, I held my boys head, 'Are you ok, son'. He started whimpering with pleasure, looking up at me with puppy eyes, feebly saying, 'I need Uncle Jacks cum inside me Daddy, oh Daddy, oh Daddy, oh please, please'. I kissed my boy gently on his lips, 'I love you son', and with that I stepped back. I took a few more steps back, looking at my beautiful boy, his sweet tight little athletic lightly bronzed body, bubble ass cheeks, with my friend Jack, pale anaemic white, wasting body, with the control! I turned away, with the next chapter of my boys Birthday night beckoning ...

Part 1; My Boyfriend, (we know each other as Daddy & boy), just turned 23 a few weeks ago. We've been together just over a year now. I asked my boy what he wanted for his Birthday. He loves to travel, so, I was half expecting a sun-kissed holiday for a birthday treat. His response; 'I want to have some naughty FUN with Uncle Bob & Uncle Jack (how he fondly refers to them), in their basement dungeon. Bob & Jack have been dear Friends of mine for 20 odd years. They have been together 30 odd years, both Poz and on Medz pretty much that entire time. A few years ago they made a joint decision to both come off of their medication, for an array of reasons. Unfortunately their latest lab work from a few months ago revealed both of their viral loads to be just under a million, with CD4 counts just under 100 for Jack, and in the teens for Bob. They are reconsidering treatment options, but for now, are med free! I have been part of some great parties in Bob & Jack's well equipped dungeon, which also boasts a small DJ booth. Bob & Jack have met my Boy several times during brunch meets, etc, and they very much like him, telling me multiple times how sweet and well mannered he is. Of course, he is Daddy's good boy! My boy and I had also planned a romantic meal out on his actual Birthday, so, his 'Gift' from his 2 friendly Uncles was a few days prior! We arrived at their gaff and Jack & Bob were in their usual daily attire of jeans and tee shirts. 'Take your boy down to the basement, show him around, we'll be down in a while', handing us both a Beer. The ever hospitable hosts . My dear Friends were very laid back that even with plans, they just went with it. I led my boy downstairs, Music thumping, the party DJ had started, a very cute early 20s Asian lad who I clocked had the most perfect tiny round bubble ass, much like my boy's, when I went to introduce myself. I patted the young DJ on his sweet young ass, which evoked a dirty grin from him, and went to see my boy. He was grinning from ear to ear having found one of the slings, and popped himself on it. His first time on one! 'Get down to your jockstrap and trainers, like the DJ, then hop back in'. My boy wasted no time in adhering to my instructions, and like a Duck to water had his ankles in the straps, and flung his arms back holding onto the chains. His smile said it all. I was in my usual full Leather attire, and I crouched down to lick my boy's cunt, the least I could do, prepare the ground. My boy has naturally quite a hairy cunt hole, which I prefer completely smooth. He'd let a few weeks worth of growth appear. I gave him a knowing look. With his typical puppy look he exclaimed, 'sorry Daddy'. I apped Jack saying I needed a razor to make my boy's hole properly smooth. Jack threw a razor down. I used some Beer to wet his hole down for that easier shave, but, the razor was useless, really blunt. Instead of the usual soft application, I was having to push really hard, causing my boy to wince as the blunt razor inflicted cuts deep enough to cause blood run, albeit just slight trickles. I pushed the neck of my Beer bottle inside his tight ass (we hadn't fucked for a few weeks as I have been super busy with work), and he does daily exercises to stay tight. I tilted the bottle, spilling cold Beer inside, resulting in a sudden gasp. I pulled the bottle neck out and slammed his Daddy's Bare Dick right up to my balls. I leaned in, kissing my boy, and whispering in his ear, 'you really ready boy for FUN with Uncle Bob & Uncle Jack?' ... 'Yes Daddy'. I slowly fucked him, grinding my hips with the Music. After a short while Jack & Bob came down, wearing nothing but German style army boots, both with the trusty old toothbrushes slipped in their socks, and the words 'AIDS Pig' written across their chests. I hadn't seen either of them naked for about 2 years now, and they had both definitely lost a lot of weight. Legs, arms, and ass holes especially wasted, and all round very pale! Bob also was still wearing a tourniquet from having just shot some Tina. He was also now sporting some lesions over his body, including his foreskin 'Would you like some Tina', Bob said to my boy. 'It'll make you feel invincible. A special Birthday gift, of many'. .... 'OK'. Using the same needle, Jack also injected my boy. Several seconds later he was writing around in the sling, constantly repeating ... 'Give it to me, give it to me, I need it, I need it', over and over. Jack started fingering my boy with some Crisco, rubbing on his ridge (prostate), this normally sends my boy into overdrive, but this time was something else. He started screaming ... 'Uncle Jack, please, please, please give me everything'. Within a few moments Jack was completely up to his wrist, something we hadn't even achieved. I cradled my boy's head, he looked up at me, ... 'I Love You Daddy', as he shone like a Pig in Shit! I knew all was well. The DJ came over, having sorted out a long mix to fend for itself for a while. My Leather trousers still open at the front (they have a zip either side that flaps open the front), with my hard Dick swinging about. ... 'Suck my boy's 'innocent' cunt juice from my Dick', and pushed him down to his knees. To my delight he promptly started deep-throating me, with me in control, holding his head from behind, forcing myself as far as I can, holding til the little cunt chokes, release for about 5 seconds whilst he drools on my boots, then, repeat. Each time he choked, his little round ass would arch out even further still. That little Pussy had my name on it! I looked over, and saw Jack still fisting my boy, in a little bit more, and turning sideways to sideways quickly. Bob, was having his foreskin lesions licked, only the lesions. I can only imagine he instructed my boy to do just that! ....

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Got this response when trying to upload a screenshot of the image I'm trying to upload. Keep getting different 'size allowed' responses ~ Odd!

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