swimcrush

has to be

u got me

you are doing that. I'm lusting after your strain

no, you are right though - I'm not YET. So hard to become one

he sure does - I do too

I played with the lad for a few minutes, letting him try and escape before squeezing him like a cobra in my thighs. I was gripping his little bod, humping him hard, so he could feel my hard dick dripping in his lycra covered crack. I made sure his face ended up ensconced in my sweaty pit too, it fit so neatly in there... After a while, his struggles stopped, as he became exhausted. My weight was compressing him, making it hard to breathe. I enjoyed his predicament for a minute or two more, before springing up. I grabbed the back of his wrestling singlet and picked him up in a single bicep curl - no wonder I hadn't noticed him in my gym kit bag! I dumped him in the shower and told him to douche himself out for me, explaining how to do it and saying it would ease my passage into him. After that, I left him to it. The flat door was locked so he wasn't going anywhere. I changed into a nice pair of white briefs, that really showed off my bulge and waited for him to emerge. When he did, he was back in his singlet and looked pretty damn fine. Lying back on my bed, thighs open, I felt my alpha cock start to swell in my briefs. Ollie stepped closer, right to the end of the bed, entranced by my swelling bulge. "Come a little closer, Ollie, up on the bed" He popped himself between my thighs, scooting forward towards his prize. "you must really want this, Ollie, right? You want to play with my big, death cock?" He whimpered a little, kneeling lower, sniffing the pure testosterone radiating from my ever growing package. "that's it baby, rub your face across me, let my Daddy dick sniff out its next meal" He obeyed, rubbing his cute little face over my cock and balls. I let him enjoyed that for a minute before enclosing his head in my thighs. God, I love how my muscles just seem to absorb little chickens in their embrace. I gave him about 30 seconds in there before releasing him, marveling as he got his breath back, his cute little face very much still in my package. Much as I wanted to play with him, my balls were telling me they wanted to get their first delivery of death safely into this little fag boi. "It's time Ollie. You ever been fucked before?" "no, never" "Perfect. you want to run from me, resist? I'll enjoy it if you do, though I might break your ribs or arm in the chase" "no, I can't" "ok, boy, take off these briefs then sit astride me" Ollie complied and my dick was soon happily wetting up the lycra in his ass crevice again. I felt behind him, and was soon able to push a hole through the fabric with my finger. "put the tip in you Ollie" He complied, grimacing as my blunt head, complete with sharpened PA, met the resistance of his taut, unlubed pussy lips. "push out", I commanded, and he did. I flexed a little and added my pre cum to the mix, which allowed the fist sized (as far as Ollie was concerned) gland in past the kids defences. "good boy....my big fat cock loves the taste of you , Ollie, fucking fresh meat". His eyes were closed and he was whimpering. "let your weight do the rest, Ollie. Let go". He was really struggling but he did as he was told and placed most of his weight on my cock, causing half of my shaft to enter him as a drip of red ran down it onto my hairy balls, my PA clearly doing its job. I could feel a lot of resistance inside and,, eventually his downward progress stopped, with about an inch to go. "here, let me help you out", I said, putting my hands on the top of Ollie's thighs and pushing him down the rest of the way. He screamed out, I think the pain was from the stretching at his entrance, but at the same time, I felt my cock bend inside him (pain for me) before it quickly straightened and pushed its way round or through whatever part of Ollie had got in its way - pure pleasure. I held him there while the pain subsided, enjoying feeling his rapid heartbeat fluttering al around my invading cock. "I'm dripping my poison in you already Ollie, can you feel it?" "yes, it stings Daddy" "that's my PA, it's scoring your cunt lining, it lubes you up and makes it easy for my DNA to enter your body" "that's so hot Daddy. do i feel good for you?" "perfect, Baby Boy. You are tight and ripe. I want to give you my gift, feed on your receptive little body" "I want it too, Daddy." At this point, I was so turned on. Ollie had flipped from resistance to pure receptiveness almost instantly. I was barely in him, still clamped tight in a cunt that needed lots of widening out but I was also in desperate need to unload, following months on meds and the aborted fuck with his brother earlier that day. "you have to work for it then runt. Milk my poison into your, undeserving, puny neg body. Flex your weak little cunt, tell me what it needs" Ollie began to clench and unclench, pushing out his cunt and then sucking it back in himself. He still had a lot of power in those muscles (that would change) and the feeling was immense. "Please daddy, I want your precious dna in me. Want you to feed on me" "you gonna take my strain, let it rip thru you?" "yes Daddy, please poz me" That was enough for me and for the first time, I unloaded in a sweet neg ass purely on the contractions it provided. I felt that super virulent load shoot up from my balls, physically hurting as it entered my shaft. I felt Ollie touch the base of my cock, he'd felt me swell and stiffen in him and now he felt the powerful pulses leaving me and entering him. A moment of panic on his face as he realised that I was now with him forever but, then, pure pleasure as my nectar jetted directly into his tattered guts. His little cock dribbled its last neg load over my abs, untouched throughout....

"hey Ollie" "Hey Ed" I licked my lips. "You sure you want to do this?" "Do what?" "give yourself to me? I want to eat you alive you know?" "haha, you can't eat me Ed" "this can", I said, peeling off my singlet at pointing to my biohazard tattoo. "A tattoo?" I took a step closer, now only one step from him, towering over him. "It means I'm HIV poz. I want to fuck my dirty, killer DNA into your cute little cunt hole. I'll rip up your insides, crush the fuck out of your runty body as you struggle against me. Pure pleasure for me. Pain for you. You won't ever be free of me. I'll be inside you, my DNA feeding off you, snuffing you out a piece at a time". "you are scaring me Ed. I just wanted to play with you, see your big cock". he backs away "but you came here, Ollie. No one knows where you are" I could feel my cock engorging at the sight of this tasty morsel, it was now protruding from my shorts leg Oliie was backed against the door. I stepped right up to him as he sidestepped and made to flee the room, towards the kitchen. I let him get half way before jumping on him, full weight, delighting as his little body crumpled under mine on the floor...

I slipped downstairs but apart from the noise of the boy's mum on the phone, it was pretty quiet. I had a quick look around for Ollie but he was nowhere to be seen. My bag was in the study, as promised but no Ollie. Conscious of my dripping, bulging cock, I decided to make a quick exit. I didn't think Luke would double cross me (and Ollie wasn't bright enough) but perhaps he'd actually had to go to this sleepover after all. Someone was going to suffer as a result, I thought as I dumped my kit bag in the back of my van and headed home.... Back in my flat, I decided to change into some lycra running shorts and go out and see if I could find any fresh young fucks in the park near the Uni. Being winter in the UK, it was already getting dark, which made it a good time to go out on the prowl. I checked myself out in the bedroom mirror - my cock had softened to a pleasingly large bulge, with the hard lump of the PA forming a rock hard point. My pecs bulged nicely in the short running singlet which I knew from experience was sure to catch the eye of a nice fresh twink or jock. Wondering back through to my lounge, I heard a small noise. I don't scare easily and, to be honest, it was more likely to be the neighbour's cat than any intruder, so I just walked straight in... At first, it took a moment to trace the source of the noise but, after a minute, my eyes were drawn to my large kit bag. Normally, it held my weights, exercise mats, a foam roller, that kind of stuff. Today, there was something different in there - a small hand was desperately opening the zip and, in a matter of seconds, little Ollie, dressed in his cure wrestling singlet was unfolding himself from my big bag.

A week later and I found myself squatting comfortably on Luke's face, my big sweaty balls covering his eyes as he lapped at my funky manhole. I stared down at his skinny little bod, thinking about my DNA running through him these last few years. I was frustrated as it was now a week since Ollie's birthday and I'd got no closer to my prey than a quick, playful headlock. His Mum seemed to hover round the boi after our sessions, giving him tasks or college homework to do. We'd just finished a weights session and I'd left my kit downstairs on the pretext of catching up with Luke, who was home from uni. Satisfied that Luke had cleaned me up way better than any shower, I got up off his little frame and flipped him over. He was still wearing some cute little briefs that framed his sweet ass cheeks amazingly. With thumb and fore finger I held the white fabric taut across his crack and rubber by sharpened piercing up and down the target with my other hand. In no time at all, I'd managed to cut a slit in the fabric, big enough to force my way through. My dripping thickness did the rest and I was soon cock head deep in this little beauty. Luke was groaning in pleasure as I slid my final six inches into his velvety wetness. "god that's good" he murmured "I can feel you slicing me up and battering my inner ring" "You feel that, do you? Bet you've been getting plenty of cock at Uni" "Oh yeh, sure have. I've even pozzed up a hot rugby player three times my size" "Yeh? That's my boi. How did you manage that?" "My flat mate. he fucks me daily but one day, I rimmed him so good that he took my little cock. I rode that big fucker, clung on til I pumped your second hand babies up him, even though he tried to roll me off". "Mmmmm... good boi. Gotta keep spreading this DNA", I growled. "Yep, I know" moaned Luke. "And I know you want Ollie next" "Sure do. I think my strain will really overwhelm that little fucker. but he's never around" "Well...he's supposed to be going to a sleepover at a mate's tonight, could be your chance" "Your ok with it then?", I asked "Ok? More than ok" confirmed Luke. "The dumb little fuck is such a waste of space. Part of the reason for me getting you up here was to let Mum think you had gone and lower her guard. I moved your big kit bag into the study, so she'll think you;ve gone" The thought of my first piece of neg meat since I came fertile again caused me to swell in Luke and to bring my huge foot up to rest on his sweet little face. I loved seeing him pinned under my size 12 as my cock explored his guts. But even as I got close to climaxing, it occurred to me that i should maybe save that load for Ollie. I wanted to hit him with everything I had, ensure he didnt stand a chance. So with regret, I pulled slowly out of Luke...hearing him wince as my PA dragged through his tender boi pussy, seeing it appear on a wave of satisfyingly pink juices, which stained his ripped briefs. "Wear those next time, save yourself some clothes budget", I told him as he felt his own puckered cunt hole through the ripped material. "I will. make sure you come back though. Ollie will be downstairs waiting, your bag's in the study. Don't hang about though" "ok,," I thought, "now for the main event"

Four years later and I've still got a ready supply of the freshest, tightest neg meat through my fitness business. I've not changed much either - still strong as fuck though I am also way more cut - a result of my virulent strain. I think my cock got bigger somehow...maybe there's a bit of Josh in there? I've been on meds these last three years - kind of had to sadly. They've kept me healthy but there are side effects, mostly for others. It's like now I know my DNA can't harm my prey, I need to physically do so even more. Not necessarily a problem as there loads of fags out there that want 240lbs of raging muscle crushing their rib cage or sleepering them into a numb, trance like state while I drag my engorged cock, complete with PA, straight through them. But I want to go further. Like with Josh. and Jake. Maybe I can tell you about some of those meets if you like? So, it's time to end the meds, well actually, I binned them last month and I've been abstaining from fucking since then. Which is handy, because it Ollie's birthday today. He's Luke's little brother. I still PT for their Mum and I've seen Ollie [banned word] on me. I even accidentally left my bag open with a used pair of briefs clearly visible. He was on them as soon as my back was turned inhaling thru the crotch and rubbing his little jogging bottom bulge. He's a hot little fucker. 100lbs of slender blondness. Protected from the outside world because of what happened with his brother (Luke never did snitch on me) and ripe for my strain to feed for the first time in three years. God, I'm so hungry....

i'm happy to take you

I'm sure you'd be a great project for Ed's lethal DNA

Staying over in London this coming weds and it would be nice to play. not sure whether to hit a sauna - any advice - or look for meets at others or in my hotel

Rose continued to visit a few times a week, and I made sure that Josh's visits coincided with her being there. I was fucking her raw most times now, topping her up with my viral DNA, apart from when it was her time of the month. I'd got some XL rubbers in for that (which I'd peppered with pin holes before opening). Josh was curious about Rose and I dropped a few unsubtle hints that she fancied him. "She loves your, toned body man, I think I'm too big and heavy for her". "Really? She's so hot. But what about Sarah?" "I won't tell if you don't. Think of it as a posh wank, while she's not putting out for you". Rose agreed she'd fuck him if I wanted her to, so by the third week, Josh and Rose found themselves in my room. Josh was boned but nervous while Rose unwrapped his disappointing cocklet from his lycra shorts and engulfed it in her mouth. Rose was freshly fucked by me and her overstretched gash was dripping with my toxic lube. Watching from the doorway, Josh's little pale arse was a massive turn on for me as he humped Rose, clearly wanting to get inside her. "Have you got a condom?" he asked, urgently She scrabbled in the bedside drawer, grabbing one of my XLs, handing it to Josh who fumbled with the packet, finally getting into it. The rubber easily slid over his rock hard nubbin, loosely gripping the sides, with the spare length gathered up at the base of his cock. My alpha cock jumped at the sight of it, enjoying its superiority although Josh didn't seem that phased as he plunged into Rose. And the man-boy could fuck, well kind of. He was like a little Duracell Bunny, hammering away quickly in the juicy wet entrance of Rose's pussy. If he had 7 more inches, she'd be in heaven - as it was, her face told me that she wasn't feeling a lot at all and her hand soon found its way alongside Josh's cock and two fingers slipped inside. The extra friction generated by the additional body parts inside Rose seemed to please both of them. Josh's face took on an expression of ecstasy and Rose was moaning quietly while the condom was rolling off Josh on each outstroke. He was getting closer and closer as the rubber dropped off and stuck to the bed. I could see that his cock was covered in a white foam, made up my superior cum load and Rose's own (no doubt poz) juices. He pulled out one more time before diving back in. I could see his perineum flexing a few times as his cute little load joined my own. I imagined my killer sperm hunting out his runty boys, overwhelming and feeding off them. It was such a turn on that I pulled a surprised Josh off Rose, grabbed the discarded rubber and stretched it over my own cock head (purely to show him our size difference) before plunging back into Rose. I imagined I could feel Josh's weak little load lubing me up as the rubber slipped off, just in time for me to release my predator seed...

Continued from bugchasing section --- To say Josh was eager to take me up on my offer was an understatement. "You really mean it? I can use your laptop and room?" "Go for it mate...be my guest" In no time at all he was set up in my room, his cock already hardening in his cute lycra shorts as I made him comfy. I left him to it for a few minutes, hearing the sounds of straight porn as I pumped a few more weights. I gave him five minutes before nudging the door open on him. There he was, stripped to the waist, shorts rolled down and what looked like about 4" of cock in his hand. I tossed the briefs I'd been wearing the previous day at him as he gasped in embarrassment and reflexively caught them. "Just cum in those mate, they are going in the wash anyway", I said as I turned and let him get back to work. About 15 minutes later he appeared, looking sheepish but notably relaxed, his cock softening in his shorts. "Thanks so much, Ed, I really needed that". "I could see" I chuckled, watching him go red. "Seriously though, any time". It was fair enough, I was boning his pregnant wife most days. ---- Josh visited about three times that week and I learnt from his search history that he liked girls at the younger end of the porn spectrum, especially if they were being boned by a big muscled guy. Accordingly, I got myself on that App (swipe right....) and hunted out the girliest young thing I could find, or Rose as she was known... Definitely legal but lacking experience, Rose was keen to sample a real man. A 5' blond, slim with decent tits and an ok face she wasn't my normal type but definitely sext. The hardest part was getting her round to mine but once inside a few vodkas seemed to calm her nerves and we were soon in the bedroom. Predictably, she was terrible at giving head and I soon abandoned that in favour of feeling her lithe little body squirm under me as I manoeuvred closer to her pussy. less predictable was her insistence that I wore a rubber "not on the pill" and that she produced one from her little phone wallet. I struggled the standard durex about half way down my dick and then ploughed into her in frustration, nailing her to the bed. About 15 minutes in, I felt the rubber detach deep in her gash, a clear signal to my cock that it could now wreak havoc inside her. In minutes. I felt my death load rising from my balls and worked into this healthy little piece of meat. She too felt my cock flex and spurted for me again, welcoming my juices inside her. When I finally pulled out, I went through the "oh no, the condom came off" routine and she wasn't even that freaked - her period wasn't due and she could pregnancy test at home...I promised to get some XL rubbers in for next time and by the time Josh knocked on the door, we were both partially dressed and cuddled up on the sofa.... ----