aussieamylpig

definatly keen for more.

once us pigs get that amyl under out nose its all over

we need more to this story. could turn very hot in deed

ohh come on, leaving me hanging on that ... please write more

Can’t wait until he willingly returns

Fuck this is hot. Adam hasn’t even discovered poppers yet.

Whispers in the Night Ryan, had always been curious about the darker side of his sexuality. His brown hair, tousled and slightly shaggy, framed his youthful face, which bore an expression of both eagerness and apprehension as he stood outside the unassuming door of a warehouse in the industrial part of London. The building was nondescript, save for a small, discreet sign that read "Members Only." He had been Invited to a secret sex and fisting party, one that promised to be an exploration into the depths of his desires and boundaries. He had heard whispers about this place, where older men, some HIV-positive, gathered to engage in raw, uninhibited encounters. The thought of it both excited and terrified him. Ryan had always been drawn to the [banned word], the forbidden, and the idea of submitting to men who knew what they wanted and how to take it was intoxicating. He took a deep breath, his heart pounding in his chest, and stepped inside. The interior was dimly lit, with flickering candles casting long, dancing shadows across the walls. The air was thick with anticipation and the scent of amyl nitrate, a heady combination that made Ryan's head spin. He spotted a bar in the corner, manned by a muscular bartender with tattoos snaking up his arms. Behind the bar, a tall, commanding figure caught Ryan's eye. The man had salt-and-pepper hair and a stern, dominant air about him. He was talking to the bartender, his deep voice carrying across the room. "Michael," the bartender said, "this one's new. Says he's here for the party." Michael turned to look at Ryan, his brown eyes scrutinizing him from head to toe. Ryan felt a shiver run down his spine under the man's gaze. "Well, well," Michael said, his voice like velvet, "look what the cat dragged in." He motioned for Ryan to approach. "Come here, boy. Let's get you a drink." Ryan hesitantly made his way to the bar, his eyes never leaving Michael's. "What's your name, boy?" Michael asked, pouring a clear liquid into a glass. "Ryan," he replied, his voice barely above a whisper. Michael smirked, adding a few drops of something from a small bottle. "First time here?" Ryan nodded, his eyes wide with anticipation. "Good," Michael said, sliding the glass across the counter. "Drink up. It'll help you relax." Ryan took the glass, the liquid inside shimmering under the candlelight. He sniffed it, catching a whiff of something sweet and alcoholic. He took a sip, the taste sharp and strong on his tongue. He felt a warmth spread through him, a pleasant buzz that made his muscles relax and his inhibitions disappear. "That's some strong stuff," Ryan said, his words slurring slightly. Michael chuckled, a low, throaty sound. "It's GHB, Ryan. It'll make everything feel... better." He leaned in, his voice dropping to a whisper. "But remember, boy, with pleasure comes pain. And you want the pain, don't you?" Ryan felt a shiver of excitement at the man's words. He nodded, his eyes locked onto Michael's. "Yes," he whispered, his voice hoarse with desire. "I want it." Michael smiled, a slow, predatory smile that sent a jolt of anticipation through Ryan. "Good boy," he said, his hand resting on Ryan's shoulder. "Let's get you ready." He led Ryan through the crowd, the music pulsing around them like a heartbeat. They entered a room filled with an assortment of men, all older and bearing the signs of experience. Ryan's eyes widened as he took in the scene, his heart pounding in his chest. One of the men, a stocky figure with grey hair and green eyes, stepped forward. "He's a pretty one," he said, his voice gruff. "What's your name, boy?" "Ryan," he replied, his voice barely audible. The man, who introduced himself as Tom, chuckled. "Well, Ryan, welcome to the party. You're going to have a lot of fun tonight." Ryan felt a mix of fear and excitement as the men began to circle him, their hands reaching out to touch him. He could feel their rough, calloused fingers tracing the lines of his body, exploring every inch of him. He gasped as one of them, a tall, gaunt man with sunken cheeks, pinched his nipple, sending a jolt of pain through him. "You like that, don't you, boy?" the man asked, his voice like gravel. Ryan nodded, his breath coming in short gasps. "Yes," he whispered, his voice thick with desire. Michael stepped forward, a small, silver object in his hand. "Before we start, Ryan," he said, his voice stern, "I'm going to pierce your nipples. It'll heighten the sensation, make everything feel more... intense." Ryan looked at the object, his eyes wide with anticipation. He nodded, his breath coming in short gasps. Michael stood before him, his hands steady and practiced, his gaze intense as he prepared to carry out the delicate procedure. With care, he cleansed the area, his touch cool as he inhaled sharply, a mixture of nervous excitement and trust swirling within. There was no turning back now. The moment stretched, a heartbeat suspended in time. With a swift, expert motion, the needle pierced his left nipple, and then, as if by magic the right, the pain was intense but fleeting—replaced by a warmth that seemed to pulse something deeper inside. Michaels fingers, smooth and sure carefully inserted a barbell throught each nipple his touch lingering moments longer than necessary. “It's done,” he whispered, his voice hushed, yet reassuring as Ryan's eyes meet his, a silent understanding between them. What had begun as a simple act of adornment had transformed into something far more intimate—an exchange of trust, a bond forged in the quiet intimacy of the moment. He was hooked. Michael smiled, his eyes gleaming with anticipation. "Good boy," he said, stepping closer. "Now, for your cock. Before we get started." The room was filled with the scent of sweat and sex, the air thick with anticipation. Ryan could feel men's hands back on him, exploring every inch of his body, their touches rough and demanding. He gasped as one of them, a muscular man with salt-and-pepper hair, grabbed his cock through his jeans, the touch sending a jolt of pleasure through him. "You're hard, boy," the man said, his voice low and gruff. "You want this, don't you?" Ryan nodded, his breath coming in short gasps. "Yes," he whispered. "I want it." The man unzipped his jeans, his cock springing free, hard and ready. Ryan looked down at it, his eyes wide with excitement. He reached out, his hand wrapping around his own length, feeling the heat and hardness of it in his palm. "You like that, don't you, boy?" the man asked, his voice hoarse with desire. Ryan nodded, his hand moving up and down, stroking the length of himself. "Yes," he whispered, his voice thick with lust. "I like it." He gasped as Michael suddenly pressed the needle against the swollen head of his cock, the pain sharp and intense. "Fuck," he whispered, his breath coming in short gasps. "That hurts." Michael chuckled, his eyes never leaving Ryan's. "It's supposed to, boy," he said, his voice harsh. "Now, hold still." Ryan gritted his teeth as the pain increased, the metal piercing through his flesh. He felt a rush of endorphins, the pleasure and pain mixing together in a heady cocktail that left him dizzy. "There you go, boy," Michael said, stepping back. "You look beautiful." Ryan looked down at his chest and then to his cock, the silver piercings gleaming in the dim light. He felt a sense of pride, a sense of accomplishment. He was ready for what was to come. "Now," Michael said, his voice commanding, "let's get you fucked." He motioned to the tall, gaunt man, who stepped forward, his cock already hard and ready. Ryan could feel the anticipation building in his chest, his breath coming in short gasps. He felt a sense of excitement, a sense of dread, a sense of exhilaration. He was ready to submit, ready to be used. "On your knees, boy," the man said, his voice gruff. "And lean over the bench." Ryan complied, his hands shaking slightly as he positioned himself on all fours. He could feel the cold, hard surface of the bench against his skin, the anticipation building in his chest. The man stepped behind him, his cock pressing against Ryan's entrance. Ryan gasped as the man pushed inside him, the pain sharp and intense. He felt a rush of pleasure, his body adjusting to the intrusion, his muscles relaxing. "Fuck," he whispered, his breath coming in short gasps. "That feels... good." The man began to move, his hips thrusting against Ryan's ass, his cock sliding in and out. Ryan could feel every inch of him, every ridge and vein, the sensation intense and overwhelming. He moaned, his head thrown back, his eyes closed in ecstasy. "Harder," he begged, his voice hoarse with desire. "Fuck me harder." The man complied, his thrusts becoming more forceful, more demanding. Ryan could feel the pain and pleasure mixing together, the sensations overwhelming his senses. He felt a rush of endorphins, his body on fire with desire. "Yes," he screamed, his voice hoarse with pleasure. "Yes, fuck me. Fuck me hard." The man grunted, his thrusts becoming more erratic, more desperate. Ryan could feel his cock twitching inside him, the sensation intense and overwhelming. He felt the man's body tense, his cock pulsing as he came, filling Ryan with his first load of POZ seed. Ryan gasped, his body shaking with the force of his own orgasm. He could feel the pleasure radiating through him, his muscles trembling with the force of it. He collapsed onto the bench, his body spent, his mind still reeling from the intensity of the experience. "Good boy," Michael said, his voice approval. "You did well." Ryan looked up at him, his eyes glassy with tears, his body still shaking from the force of his orgasm. He felt a sense of pride, a sense of accomplishment. He had done it. He had submitted, he had been used, and he had loved every minute of it. "Thank you," he whispered, his voice hoarse with emotion. Michael smiled, his eyes gleaming with satisfaction. "You're welcome, boy," he said, his voice softening. "And this is just the beginning." Ryan looked around the room, his eyes taking in the men who surrounded him. He felt a sense of anticipation, a sense of dread, a sense of exhilaration. He was ready for more. He was ready to be used again. "I want more," he whispered, his voice thick with desire. "I want more POZ cock." Michael chuckled, his eyes never leaving Ryan's. "Well, boy," he said, his voice low and seductive, "we've got plenty of that. Plenty of Poz cock, ready and waiting to use you." Ryan felt a shiver of excitement at the man's words. He nodded, his breath coming in short gasps. "Yes," he whispered. "I want it. I want all of it." Michael smiled, his eyes gleaming with anticipation. "Good boy," he said, stepping closer.

mmm that is one very hot story. will there be a follow up?

damm, even the intro had me at attention but the rest including the poppers was just amazing.

Cody finds his place - Part3/3 Cody was a slutty 25-year-old bottom who had recently been diagnosed with HIV. He wasn't going to let that stop him from enjoying his sex life. He had heard about a visiting party from one of his friends, and decided to check it out. As he walked into the house, he met James who led Cody through the house, introducing him to various people. Cody couldn't help but notice the sexual tension in the air. He was excited to see what the night had in store for him. As the night went on, Cody found himself chatting with a group of guys in the kitchen. One of them, a cute twink named Tyler, caught his eye. They hit it off immediately, and before long, they were making out in the corner. "You're so fucking hot," Tyler whispered in Cody's ear. "You have no idea," Cody replied, grinding his hips against Tyler's. They made their way to one of the bedrooms, and Tyler pulled out a bottle of amyl. Cody's eyes lit up. He loved the rush he got from the drug. They took a hit each, and their bodies tingled with pleasure. Tyler pushed Cody onto the bed, and started kissing his neck. Cody moaned with pleasure, and reached down to stroke Tyler's cock. "Fuck, you're so hard," Cody said. "I know, I can't wait to fuck you," Tyler replied. He pulled off Cody's pants, and started rimming his dirty, sweaty but pleasent ass. Cody moaned with pleasure, and reached back to spread his cheeks. "You like that, don't you?" Tyler said. "Yes, fuck yes," Cody replied. Tyler slid his cock into Cody's ass, and they both moaned with pleasure. Tyler started fucking him harder and harder, and Cody begged for more. "Fuck me harder, Tyler. I want to feel you deep inside me," Cody said. Tyler obliged, and they both came hard. Cody could feel Tyler's hot cum filling him up, and it sent him over the edge. They lay there for a moment, catching their breath. "That was amazing," Tyler said. "Yes, it was," Cody replied. They got dressed, and made their way back to the party. Cody couldn't wait to see what the rest of the night had in store for him. "Fuck, I can't believe I'm actually here," Cody thought to himself, hitting two hits of amyl. He took another two deeps hit, feeling the rush of euphoria flow through his veins. The room around him seemed to blur and sharpen at the same time, and he couldn't help but smile to himself. Cody didn't have to wait long for the next guest to approach him and the man didn't waste any time in getting things started either as he positioned himself between Cody's spread legs his massive cock mere inches away from Cody's hungry, HIV positive hole. "You ready for this?" the Cody asked, his hole winking back at the mystery man. "Fuck, yes," he replied as Cody moaned, grabbed his poppers for another five solid hits of amyl. The man thrust his hips forward, driving his thick cock deep inside Cody's ass. Cody let out a loud, guttural moan, his body shuddering with pleasure as the man began to fuck him with long, hard strokes. "That's right, you little slut," the man growled, his hands gripping tightly onto Cody's hips. "Take it all, you POZ whore." Cody took everything the man had to give him, his own cock bouncing and leaking precum with every thrust. The room around them seemed to grow hotter and hotter, the air thick with the scent of sex. As the man continued to fuck Cody, more and more guests began to gather around them. Some watched with hungry eyes, while others began to stroke their cocks or play with their nipples as they waited their turn. "I want to watch you take it," one of the men said, stepping forward and offering Cody another hit of amyl. Cody eagerly accepted the poppers, taking a six increasingly deeper hit and letting the euphoria wash over him. He looked up at the man, his eyes wide and pupils dilated with pleasure. "Fuck, yes," Cody moaned, spreading his legs even wider. The man didn't need any further invitation he stepped forward and positioned himself behind Cody, his fingers slick with lube as he began to stretch out Cody's hole, preparing him for what was to come. "That's right, you little slut," the man growled, his fingers working deeper and deeper inside Cody's ass. "Take it all, you POZ whore." Cody moaned in pleasure, his body trembling with anticipation as the man continued to stretch him out. He could feel his hole beginning to loosen and relax, the sensation of being opened up driving him wild with desire. "I'm ready," Cody finally gasped, his eyes locking onto the man's as he slowly began to push his arm inside Cody's gaping hole. The man's fist slid inside Cody's ass with ease, the sensation of being fisted sending shockwaves of pleasure coursing through Cody's entire body. He felt completely and utterly filled, his entire being consumed by the raw, primal pleasure of being fucked and fisted by these men. "Fuck, yes," Cody moaned, his voice a guttural, primal sound as the man began to fuck him with his fist, driving it deeper and deeper inside Cody's destroyed hole. More men began to join in, taking turns in fisting Cody's gaping hole. Cody lost count of how many different men had their way with him, each one leaving him feeling more and more used and destroyed. "That's right, you little slut," one of the men growled, his fist pistoning in and out of Cody's ass with rough, brutal strokes. Cody could feel his hole beginning to stretch and tear, the sensation of his destroyed hole being fucked and fisted over and over again driving him wild with pleasure. He snorted fourt hits of amyl and let out a loud, guttural moan with each thrust, his entire body trembling with raw, primal ecstasy. "Fuck, yes," Cody moaned, his voice a hoarse, primal sound as the man continued to fuck him with his fist, driving it deeper and deeper inside Cody's destroyed hole. As the night wore on, Cody found himself being passed around from man to man, each one taking their turn in destroying his already ruined hole. He lost track of time, the world around him seeming to blur and fade away as he became completely and utterly consumed by the raw, primal pleasure of being used and abused by these men. Finally, after what felt like hours of being fucked and fisted by these men, Cody felt his body begin to give out. He could feel the pleasure beginning to give way to exhaustion, his muscles growing weak and tired as he slowly began to drift off into a state of blissful, post-orgasmic oblivion. "That's right, you little fisting slut," one of the men growled, his fist still buried deep inside Cody's destroyed hole, as he slumped forward, his body trembling. Cody let out one last, guttural moan, his eyes rolling back in his head as he finally succumbed to the overwhelming pleasure that had consumed him throughout the night. He felt his body growing limp and lifeless, the world around him seeming to fade away into nothingness as he drifted off into a deep, dreamless sleep, thinking of his innocent 'neg bottom days' that were not so long ago. 🙂

Part 3 - One quick prick Cody loved being a bottom all his life and would often miss classes here and there if he was bored but horny. He had always been careful all those years when it came to sex, using condoms and getting tested somewhat ir-regularly. But after all the sex he had this last two months, he was unsure about going and instead ordered a test kit online. He strongly suspected he knew the answer anyway and the rapid test just confrimed it. POZ. Laying there one night processing this new information and trying to figure out what it meant for his future and his sexual encounters, he became curious about what it would feel like to have a raw, bareback dick inside of him, especially after learning about his new status. Some research, Cody had learned that many people living with HIV were still able to have fulfilling and satisfying sex lives. He had even come across a community of people who enjoyed bareback sex with others who were also HIV positive. This community was known as "bug chasers" and "gift givers." All you dirty fuckers reading about Cody right now, continuing to the downfall of future hot slutty cumdump dont say no to any loads or bottoms and was intrigued by this idea and decided to explore it further. One sunny afternoon, he decided to visit the same sauna known for its popularity among gay men that he now loved. He wanted to see if he could find someone who would be willing to have bareback sex with him. As he entered the sauna, he felt a mixture of excitement and anxiety. He knew that he was taking a risk by not using protection, but he couldn't deny the thrill of the unknown and becoming a gift giver. As he walked through the halls of the sauna, he noticed several men looking at him with interest. He smiled at them, trying to appear as nonchalant as possible. He made his way to the steam room, where he knew many men would be congregating. Inside the steam room, he spotted a younger man the type who would serve you at a sporting store and would never want anyone to know his love for putting things up his bum. He carried a thick, uncut cock. Approaching the man with a smile on his face and a "Hi there," smile on his face, trying to looks. Looking him up and down before nodding his head in approval. "Dane." he offered without being asked. "Dane," Cody said, extending his hand for a handshake. "My name is Cody." Dane shook Cody's hand firmly, his eyes never leaving Cody's face. "So, Cody," he said, his voice taking on sterious sales tone like he was trying to sell golf clubs. "What brings you to a place like this?" Cody barely hesitated "Honestly?" he asked, looking Dane directly in the eyes. "I need to feel raw cock inside of me." Dane raised an eyebrow, seemingly intrigued by Cody's admission. "Is that so?" he asked, a small smirk playing at the corners of his mouth. "And why is that?" Cody glanced down at the floor before looking back up at Dane. "I recently found out that I'm HIV positive," he said, his voice barely above a whisper. "I know it's risky, but I'm curious about what it would feel like to have unprotected sex with someone, now im positive." Dane nodded his head slowly, seeming to understand where Cody was coming from. "I see," he said, his voice filled with compassion. "Well, I'm HIV Negative as far as i know. But If you're willing I'd be more than happy to give you that experience." Cody felt a surge of excitement course through his veins at Dane's words. He knew that he was taking a risk, but he couldn't deny the allure of the forbidden. "I'm willing," he said, his voice filled with determination. "But only if you agree to some ground rules." Dane cocked an eyebrow, seemingly amused by Cody's request. "And what might those be?" he asked, a playful grin spreading across his face. Cody took a deep breath before launching into his list of demands. "First, I want you to finger my asshole before you fuck me with your cock," he said, his voice taking on a more sultry tone. "And second, I want you to spit on your dick before you slide it inside of me." Dane smirked, clearly amused by Cody's demands. "I can definitely do that," he replied, his voice filled with arousal. "But only if you promise to say my name when you cum." Cody nodded his head in agreement, a devilish grin spreading across his face. "Deal, Now, are you going to fuck me, or what?" Dane chuckled softly before reaching out and grabbing Cody by the waist. With a swift motion, he pulled Cody close to him, their lips meeting in a passionate kiss. Cody could feel Dane's thick cock pressing against his thigh, and he couldn't help but groan into the kiss. Dane broke the kiss before trailing a series of kisses down Cody's neck. Cody could feel his heart racing in his chest as Dane's lips moved lower and lower, eventually reaching Cody's nipples. He groaned softly as Dane's teeth grazed against his sensitive skin, sending shivers of pleasure coursing through his body. Cody could feel his cock growing harder and harder with each passing moment. He reached down between his legs and began to stroke himself in time with Dane who seemed to take this as a sign of encouragement, and he continued to trail a series of kisses down Cody's chest and stomach. Finally, Dane reached Cody's cock and wrapped his lips around it, taking it deep into his throat. Cody moaned loudly, his hands instinctively reaching out to grip onto Dane's hair. Dane sucked on Cody's cock with a practiced ease, his tongue swirling around the sensitive head. After a few moments, Dane pulled away from Cody's cock and looked up at him with a mischievous glint in his eyes. "Are you ready for me to finger your ass now?" he asked, his voice filled with arousal. Cody nodded his head eagerly, his eyes filled with desire. "Yes," he breathed, his voice barely above a whisper. "I want you to finger me and then fuck me RAW." Dane smirked before reaching down between Cody's legs and spreading his ass cheeks apart. He bent down and began to lick Cody's asshole, his tongue swirling around the sensitive hole. Cody moaned loudly, his hips bucking up against Dane's face. After a few moments, Dane pulled away from Cody's asshole and reached down between his legs. He spit onto his fingers before sliding them inside of Cody's tight hole. Cody groaned loudly, his eyes rolling back into his head as Dane's fingers began to stretch and prepare his asshole for the upcoming bareback fucking. Dane continued to finger Cody's asshole for several more minutes before finally pulling his fingers out and standing back up. He reached down between his legs and began to stroke his thick, uncut. Cody could feel his heart racing in his chest as he watched Dane's thick cock bouncing up and down between his legs. After a few moments, Dane finally reached down between his legs and spit onto his cock before sliding it inside of Cody's ass moaning loudly, his eyes rolling back into his head as Dane's thick cock began to slide in and out of his hole. Dane began to fuck Cody with good rhythm on each passing thrust, his hips bucking up as he tried to take in as much of Dane's cock as possible. "Fuck, yes," Cody groaned, his voice filled with desire. "Fuck me harder, Dane. I want to feel every inch of your thick cock sliding in and out of my tight asshole." Dane smirked before reaching down between Cody's legs and grabbing onto his hips. He began to fuck Cody with a harder and faster rhythm, his balls slapping up against Cody's ass with each passing thrust. Cody moaned loudly, his eyes rolling back into his head as Dane's thick cock continued to slide in and out of his hole. "You like that, don't you?" Dane growled, his voice filled with arousal. "You like feeling my thick cock sliding in and out of your tight asshole." Cody nodded his head eagerly, his eyes filled with desire. "Yes, I love feeling your thick cock sliding in and out of my tight asshole." Dane smirked before reaching down between Cody's legs and grabbing onto his cock. He began to stroke Cody's cock in time with his own. After a few moments, Cody could feel his orgasm building up inside of him. He groaned loudly, his hips bucking up against Dane's as he tried to take in as much of Dane's cock as possible. Finally, with a loud cry of pleasure, Cody came hard all over Dane's hand. Dane smirked before pulling his cock out of Cody's asshole and reaching down he began to stroke his thick, uncut cock with a practiced ease. Cody watched as Dane's thick cock began to throb and pulse with each passing stroke. Finally, with a loud cry of pleasure, Dane came hard all over Cody's chest and stomach. Cody groaned softly, his eyes filled with desire as he watched Dane's thick, white cum spurting out all over him. Dane collapsed down onto the floor next to Cody, his chest heaving as he tried to catch his breath. Cody turned his head to look at Dane, a satisfied grin spreading across his face. "That was amazing," he breathed, his voice barely above a whisper. Dane smirked before reaching out and pulling Cody close to him, their lips meeting in a passionate kiss. Cody moaned softly into the kiss, his hands instinctively reaching out to grip onto Dane's hair. As they lay there looking up at a blank nothing ceiling, Cody couldn't help but feel grateful for the experience that he knew Dane just took all the risk and not him by not using or asking for protection, or if he really understood what positive meant but he couldn't deny the allure of the forbidden. For now, at least, he was content to let unsuspecting tops fuck him bareback, and he was excited to see what other adventures the future might hold.

PART 2 - just feeling a bit off. Cody had been feeling under the weather for a few days and decided that a visit to the sauna might help him relax and sweat out whatever was ailing him. As he sat in the familiar steam room, he noticed another man, a 35-year-old, muscular American with warm, brown eyes, sitting across from him and recalled seeing him before as a regular at the sauna, known for his charm and charisma. "You look like you could use some company," Marcus said, breaking the silence. "First time here?" "HAHAH" he nevously let out "No, just feeling a bit off," Cody replied, wiping the sweat from his brow. "Well, maybe a little conversation will help," Marcus suggested, moving closer. "I'm Marcus, by the way." "Cody," he managed to say before another wave of dizziness hit him. Marcus noticed Cody's discomfort and swiftly moved to support him. "Hey, you don't look so good. Let's get you out of here." Outside, Marcus guided Cody to a private room, claiming it was a place to rest and recover. As Cody lay on the bench, Marcus removed Codys towel, claiming it was to help him cool down. Cody was suddenly too weak to protest as Marcus began to caress his body, his hands exploring every inch of Cody's skin upto his head, "You're so hot," Marcus exclaimed, his breath Cody's ear. "Let me take care of you." Cody's body responded to Marcus's touch, despite his weakened state. Marcus took this as a sign of consent and began to explore Cody's body further, his hands drifting lower, cupping Cody's growing erection. "You like that, don't you?" Marcus cooed, stroking Cody's cock as he took a small bottle from his bag and held it under Cody's nose. "Breathe it in," he instructed. The amyl nitrate hit Cody like a wave, his body relaxing instantly. Marcus smiled, knowing the drug would make Cody more pliant. "Now, let's see what you can do," Marcus said, positioning himself between Cody's legs. He leaned down, licking Cody's cock from base to tip, his tongue swirling around the head. Cody moaned, his hips bucking slightly. Marcus chuckled. He took Cody's cock into his mouth, sucking hard and fast. Cody's moans grew louder, his hands fisting the sheets beneath him. Marcus pulled back, his lips glistening with spit. "You taste so good," he said, running his tongue along Cody's shaft. "But I want to taste something else." Marcus flipped Cody over, his hands gripping Cody's ass cheeks. He spread them apart, his tongue diving into Cody's hole. Cody gasped, his body tensing at the intrusion as Marcus licked and probed, his tongue circling Cody's entrance. He reached for the bottle of lube, squirting some onto his fingers and around Cody's hole, his fingers pressing in gently. "Relax," Marcus whispered, his voice soothing. "Let me in." Cody hadnt taken a cock in his arse since he was here well over a month ago and it took a deep breath for his body to begin relaxing as Marcus's finger slid in. Marcus began to move his finger in and out, his other hand stroking Cody's cock. Cody's moans filled the room, his body pushing back against Marcus's finger. "You ready for more?" Marcus adding another finger stretching Cody's hole. Cody's moans turned to whimpers, his body tensing again. "Shh, it's okay," Marcus soothed, his fingers really rampaging his ring. "You can take it." Cody took a deep hit of amyl, his body relaxing once more. More of his fingers were inserted again as Marcus leaned down, his tongue licking his fingers fucked the boys ass. "You're doing so good," Marcus praised, his voice thick with lust. "Now, let's see what you can really do." Marcus removed his fingers, replacing them with his cock. Cody gasped at the sudden intrusion, his body stretching to accommodate Marcus as he began to move, cock sliding in and out of Cody's ass. Moans filled the room, his body pushing back against Marcus's thrusts. Marcus groaned, his hips moving faster. "I love the way you feel around my cock." Cody's body was on fire, his cock and head throbbing. He could barely reach down, to stroke himself but Marcus's cock was hitting all the right spots, sending waves of pleasure coursing through Cody's body. Marcus reached around, his hand wrapping around Cody's cock. He began to stroke in time with his thrusts, his other hand gripping Cody's hip. Cody's body tensed, his cock throbbing in Marcus's hand. He came without so much as whisper, his body just barely convulsing as his orgasm washed a cold sweat over him. Marcus groaned, his own orgasm hitting him moments later. He collapsed on top of Cody, their bodies slick with sweat. As they lay there, panting, Marcus reached for the bottle of amyl nitrate once more. "One more time," he whispered, holding the bottle under Cody's nose reaching back to unlock the door swinging it open........

A part2 based upon getting the flu. okay I’m formulating some concepts and ideas but keep them Cumming.

Long time listener, first time caller. Decided to give back with this story. So i hope your enjoy. Cody had always been a bottom, and a particularly slutty one at that and he loved the feeling of a hard cock sliding into him, the sensation of being filled, the power of submission. Today, he had ventured out to the local sauna, on the outskirts of the city a place known for its liberal attitudes and steamy encounters. The sauna was busy, the air thick with steam and the scent of sweat and desire, walking in, his eyes scanning the room, he spotted an assortment of older thick and muscular men, hair slick from the saunas steam, sitting on the benches. Cody approached taking a seat close by, his heart pounding with nervious energy and anticipation. The dimly lit room was filled with the scent of sweat and sex, a heady mix that made his cock twitch in his tight jockstrap which at this point he regretted wearing as it didnt allow his cock to reach its full potential and it was begining to become unformfortable. He'd heard whispers about this place, a sauna where rules were flexible, and condoms were optional. Was he was ready to indulge in his darkest desires was this the night? A burly, tattooed man was the first to approach him, his eyes locked onto Cody's. "First time here?" Intoroducing himself as Jake as his voice could be surely hear across and throught the steam room. Cody nodded, licking his lips nervously. "Want to have some fun?" Cody grinned with excited nerves, "I'm always up for a good time." Jake's hands found their way to Cody's ass, squeezing it roughly. "You like it rough, don't ya, boy?" Cody moaned, "Sir. I love it however its given, but rough is okay." Jake chuckled, "Good. You okay if we play raw?" Cody's eyes widened, but his cock throbbed at the thought. "I. i. .i.i.i.i.i..... ok, i can take it," he spoke shakily and unsure of his words as he, popped open a bottle of poppers and inhaled deeply, that invincible feeling of greed washing over him. Jake undressed, revealing a thick, uncut cock which Cody dropped to his knees, eager to taste it he sucked too eagerly in his popperes haze gagging as it hit the back of his throat in uncontrolled motion however Jake grunted taking it as a sign, "That's it, slut. Take it all." After a few minutes, Jake pulled Cody up and bent him over a nearby bench and then pushed a unknown number of fingers way too hard into his dry now sore ass. Cody called out, "Fuck, easy that stretch is ripping me, please help me out can you use some lube at least." Jake ignored the request and whilst he could have easily obliged he knew the slut was good for it, adding a finger, scissoring them to prepare for his cock. Jake threw poppers down infront of Cody and then replaced his fingers with his cock, pushing into Cody's ass with one smooth thrust. Cody gasped, "Fuck, you're big." Jake laughed, "You can take it, slut just hit those poppers deep and shut up, take my cock." Cody hit the poppers hard some splashing burning the inside of his nose but still moaned. Jake pounded into Cody, his balls slapping against Cody's ass causing him to feel every inch of Jake's cock, the pleasure building inside him. Using his head to prop himself up reached down to grab his own cock, but Jake grabbed him before he got to it, not even sure if he was still hard or giving into being a bottom "Not yet, slut. You come after I do." Jake fucked Cody hard, his grunts filling the room. Cody could feel Jake's cock swelling inside him, and then Jake was coming, filling Cody's ass with his hot cum. He hadnt even asked for his status before they started it all happened so quick. After pulling out, the the cooling air and vacant feeling along with the cum leaking out of his ass provided much need releif from what he had just taken up his now sore hole. Reaching back he scooped some of the cum, hesitating momentarily before bringing it to his lips, then moaning at the taste. This was all happing so fast almost out of instinctive nature, he hadnt thought to do it or intended like when jacking off at home, was he now a slut? Jake wasn't the only one who'd noticed Cody as a crowd had gathered, their cocks hard and ready. An unknown man spoke first "I guess if someone else isnt going to then it must be my turn," his voice commanding. Flipping his towel down by Codys head, revealed a long, thick cock. He pushed Cody to his knees, allowing him to get signifacantly spun on poppers once again before fucking his face until gagging and that panic set in. After a few short but brutal minutes he was back up on the bench and turned around, pushed down onto his hands and knees with a cock pressing against his ass. He was surprisingly loose or the poppers were doing the job as the invading cock was sliding in, filling Cody completely moaining for the bennefit of his audience "Fuck, yes. Give it to me." The man obliged, fucking Cody hard and fast. He fucked Cody until he was ready to burst, and then he without ceremony came, filling Cody's ass with his second RAW load for the night. The night went on like this, with Cody taking cock after cock, each one filling him, using him, and coming inside him. He lost count of how many times he was filled, but he knew it was double digits and that he was high on poppers, his ass sore and filled to a point where there was no stopping the slow flow back out of his ass and he didn't care. He loved it. Maybe thirty minutes later after what could have been the seventeenth of twenty seventh load a man approach him but this was different. He was older, his body lean and muscular with a tattoo of a red ribbon on his arm, a symbol he kind of recognized. The man stood next to him softly asked "You taking ALL loads tonight slut or you just picking the good clean, boy?" his voice cold. Cody nodded, "Tonight! Yes, sir. I'm a slut." Tom smiled, a cruel twist of his lips. "Good. Because i have something for you that will make you a slut forever, and I'm gonna fill your ass with my cum." Hesitating, but only for a moment. He hit the poppers five times over and got sky high, his ass sore and filled with srangers cum already, but the amyl clouded his thoughts and taking a poz load was intoxicating. He nodded, "Do it. Fill me up." Tom revealed a thick, veiny cock with a reverse PA piercing that made his cock look agressive and signaled the kinky, dominating POZ monster he was preparing to unleash. Cody on his hands and knees and pushed his ass onto the invading cock, sliding in easily but uttering the words "Fuck, you're big." Tom laughed. Tom fucked slowly, his cock sliding in and out of Cody's ass slowly enjoying his time with the thick juicy ass before him. Allowing his slut to feel every ridge, every vein. Tom fucked Cody until he was ready to burst, not even asking or calling out he just came, filling Cody's ass with his hot, poz cum, pulled out, dissapeared into the steam and out the door before he could turn back around which made his feel used, dirty and turned on. The crowd had gone from within the steam room as he stayed there on all fours trying to entice anyone who lurked in the corners or were to walk it, with the thought parhaps he had fucked everyone in the sauna. Getting up and walking around revealed it was indeed still very busy (maybe taking that last load scared others away he wondered) before deciding to take a piss as he passed the bathrooms on the upper level. Entering the bathrooms awell-built man was standing still at the urinal. His shaved head and thick beard caught Cody's attention immediately. As Cody approached, he noticed the man was playing with his soft cock, idly wanking at the urinal. The thought crossed Cody's mind: Was he into piss play, or was he just enjoying himself? "You ever been pissed on before?" The deep, husky voice of the stranger pulled Cody out of his thoughts. He shook his head, his body tensing with anticipation. "No," he admitted. "Never." A slow, seductive smile spread across the man's face, his hand moving on his cock. "Well, tonight could be your night," he purred, his fingers lightly stroking the length of his shaft, causing it to harden and grow thick and erect before Cody's eyes. Cody couldn't help but feel his own cock stirring in response to the sight before him. He watched, mesmerized, as the stranger continued to stroke himself and without being asked, felt himself bending at the knees, squatting to the floor eyes widened in shock as he realized what was about to happen as few loads spit out of his hole onto the floor from his own earlier excapades. He opened his mouth, his tongue sticking out slightly as the stranger's piss flowed out, hitting Cody's face and mouth, the warmth of the liquid surprised him, but he found himself moaning, his body responding to the sensation. He could taste the saltiness of piss, could feel it hitting his tongue and knew he was instantly hooked. As the stranger continued to empty his bladder onto his face and chest, he took long hits of poppers, becoming slutty and submissive with each inhalation, his hands moved to his own cock, stroking it in rhythm with the man's pissing. By the time the stranger had finished, Cody was begging for more however all the stranger had to offer was to suck on his softening cock which he eagerly complied, his lips and tongue working in tandem to clean the man's cock of any remaining traces of piss. As Cody continued to suck and lick at the man's cock, he could feel the stranger's fingers entwining in his hair, pulling him closer and deeper onto his shaft as he moaned around the cock in his mouth, his own cock now leaking precum, joining the wet spot on the floor beneath him. The stranger's other hand moved to Cody's ass, expertly fingering his once tight hole causing him to gasped around the cock in his mouth, his body trembling with pleasure. He could feel the man's fingers penetrating him deeper and very easy with each thrust. Finally, the stranger pulled his cock from Cody's mouth, a wicked grin spreading across his face "You ready to feel my cock inside you, slut?" He growled, his fingers still working their magic on his hole. Nodding eagerly, his eyes wide and filled with lust and with a sharp thrust, the stranger replaced his fingers, plunging his thick, hard cock deep into Cody's ass. The stranger didn't relent, fucking Cody hard and fast, their bodies slapping together with each thrust. As the stranger continued to pound into Cody, his hand moved back to his own cock, stroking it in time with his thrusts finally joining in on the fun. The man's thrusts grew more and more erratic, his breaths coming out in ragged gasps 'Take my poz load' he called out then before he could say a word or anything the final thrust, exploded deep inside the Cody, filling him with not his first for the night hot, sticky POZ load. As the stranger pulled out, Cody's own cock erupted, covering the floor beneath him with his own hot NEG, sticky load. (for now) He collapsed onto the floor of the bathroom, the stranger's cum now dripping out of his ass. As he caught breaths, the stranger knelt down beside Cody, his hand moving to gently stroke Cody's hair. "You did good, slut, im not on meds right now but i dont think you really care" he whispered, his voice filled with approval. Cody could only smile up at the man, his body still trembling with pleasure as he knew then and there that this wouldn't be the last time he found himself in the sauna, seeking to satisfy his new found kink for piss play and POZ sex.

ohhhh you cannot leave me blue balled like this. Thats one hot story so far

Amazing story. Really captured the essence of a poz top in conflict and letting his desire overwhelm that apprehension.

this definatly deserves a part 2-3-4-5

so hot, anticipating the next chapter.

this could become a number 1 favourite story. fucking hot

Promising start to what hopefully has many chapters.

this would be amazing if it could be expanded on for a 2nd edition

great story, loved the inclusion of poppers so i could sniff along as he fed them

Keep going. i was spinning here reading that and need more

Geat post, love the visuals and images. Also imaging what you had to put in to generate them, WOW.

Haha last camp I went home after 19 loads. So you’re right