Slipitupme

Bill grabbed a coffee and managed to glance at the newspaper standing behind the counter. He was irritated. Both Timmy and Peter had called in sick so he had had to clean the place himself before it opened, and now he was going to have to run around making tea and cleaning up after the customers all day. He was lazy at heart and had got used to them doing the menial work as well as servicing the old trolls who had been coming in increasing numbers. He had to admit they were good for business. “Alright Bill?” One of the regulars came down the stairs, his dangling cock glistening with lube. It was a “no towels” day so everyone was naked. It looked like he had been putting his cock somewhere wet. “Can I have a cup of tea?” Bill sighed and put down the paper. “Sure, “He replied. “I’ll bring it in.” The man nodded and went off to the lounge. Bill smiled as he saw the cleft between the sagging buttocks was also wet and dripping. “Dirty old git.” He thought. He made the tea and took it in. There was a knock at the back door as he was picking up a bag to go and empty the bins upstairs. He wasn’t expecting any deliveries. “Better see who it is,” He thought. It was raining outside and Mark felt thoroughly miserable. It was his first term at the local college and he’d volunteered to distribute leaflets and try and get some donations for a local charity they supported. He was 18 small, overweight and shy having never been away from home before. He’d thought this might help him make some friends but as he stood there with the rain dripping off him he felt he’d made a mistake. The door opened and a middle-aged man stood there in a grubby singlet and shorts. He scratched the heavy belly bulging beneath the singlet as he contemplated the student standing in the rain. The young man blushed as he saw the heavy bulge in the man’s shorts. “S..sorry to bother you.” He stammered. “I’m collecting for charity and wondered…” His voice tailed off as he stood there intimidated and yet drawn to this almost naked man. “Mmmm,” Thought Bill, noting the red face and downcast eyes. He’d also noticed the glance at his groin and the unconscious lick of the lips. “Could be...could be.” He smiled. “You poor thing!” He said, “You must be so cold. Why don’t you come in and I’ll see what I can do. I’m sure my regulars might want to give you something.” A vision of the lad naked made his cock swell and he saw it had been noticed. “Regulars?” The young man asked “Sure. This is a gay sauna as you’d have seen if you’d come round to the main door. Does that bother you?” Mark swallowed. He didn’t want to appear in any way prejudiced. And also, he was surprised to find himself getting excited and he was soaked to the skin. “N..no.” He stammered. “That would be fine.” The man stood back and Mark squeezed past him, conscious of the heavy body and the faint smell of sweat. It was warm inside and Mark stood dripping inside the door. “I’m Bill,” said the man. “You’re cute. What’s your name?” A man appeared from a door behind the reception desk. He was in his late 60’s and stark naked. “I’m...I’m Mark” He said, ogling the nude old man who stood there unashamed and winked at him. “Well, Mark. This is our no towels day. Everyone is naked. Does that bother you?” Mark swallowed as the old man disappeared up some stairs. He was excited. And also scared. Something was going to happen and he didn’t know what. He shook his head. “Do you like seeing naked men? Does it excite you?” Mark blushed, aware now of his stubby little erection. Suddenly, Bill took off his singlet, revealing a hairy torso and fat tits. As Mark watched, he dropped his shorts and a thick, wet penis rose stiffly below his hairy belly. Before the student could react, he took him in his arms, pulling him against his naked body and mashing his mouth on his in a full on kiss. Mark squirmed, unable to resist, but he felt himself surrendering to this first gay kiss and his body hung limply in Bill’s embrace. After a while, Bill led him over to the counter. “Take off your clothes.” He said. Mark hesitated. What was happening to him? But his heart was pounding and the thought of being naked in front of a man was overwhelming. With trembling fingers he took off his soaking hoodie and tee shirt, lowered his trousers and then, with a gasp of emotion, pulled down his underwear and stood there nude. Bill took his clothes behind the counter then grabbed him in a hug. As he kissed him again Mark felt the heavy cock against his belly. In a fever of excitement he returned the kiss and pushed himself against Bill’s cock. Bill smiled to himself. Time to see if his instincts were totally correct. “It’s not just no towels day,” He whispered into Marks ear. “It’s HIV positive day. Everyone here is poz.” Mark gasped and went rigid with shock. Bill pushed his cock against the young man’s belly, fondled his little cock and hugged him tight. Mark was scared, excited, shocked and surprised all at once. This was so depraved! He was actually in a filthy sauna where men infected each other willingly. Then a thought came to him. “Are...are...you?” He whispered back. Bill chuckled. “Oh yes!” He said. He took Mark’s hand and wrapped it around his cock. “Do you like my poz cock?” He whispered. “Would you like it in you?” “Oh my God,” Thought Mark. “What am I doing?” But it felt sooo exciting, sooo dangerous. He should leave, should run from this man. But he just mewled with emotion. Bill reached under the counter and produced a small, brown bottle. He unscrewed the top and a sharp, solvent smell made Mark’s heart race. “Sniff this.” Said Bill. “It’ll help you relax” Mark took a sniff and his eyes widened as the solvent made him melt with excitement and lust. “Just a moment.” Said Bill, he went and locked the door “Come on, lover boy” He took Mark’s hand and led him over to the stairs. Naked, excited, dizzy from poppers, Mark allowed himself to be taken upstairs. At the top was a short landing with a doorway at the end. Bill opened the door and took him inside. There was a small room with two old, stained couches on which three old men sat watching a gay movie. “This is Mark,” said Bill. “He’s all yours.” Mark gasped, turning to Bill in surprise. “I thought..I mean..aren’t we..” Bill pressed the bottle to his nose . “Not yet. Customers always come first!” Mark sagged and felt himself enveloped in old, sagging flesh. They bore him over to a couch and dragged him down until he was kneeling with his rear in the air. Hands caressed him and fingers anointed his hole with something cold and slippery. He gasped at this intimate invasion and someone said: “He has a lovely bottom. So tight! Is he a virgin?” “Yep,”said Bill. “Oooh lovely. So he’s neg, then?” “Oh yes.” Bill replied. “So who’s going to be first to knock him up?” Mark went cold as he heard this exchange, but he couldn’t move and the poppers still made his heart pound. “Have a go, Arthur,”sniggered a voice. “You’re spunk’s right toxic, ain’t it?” Mark felt hands on his hips and then the blunt head of an erect cock pushing against his arsehole. He stiffened, but an old, rough voice said “Relax and let me in. Give it some more poppers someone.” More solvent coarsed through him, the blunt head pushed against him, and then his arsehole gaped and the long, thin cock slid up him and he cried out with pain and pleasure. “Yeah, that’s nice. I’m in it now.” Grunted Arthur and he began to thrust in and out of the upraised bottom. “Knock it up, Arthur.” Said Bill. “Don’t take all day.” He bent and took Marks face in his hands, kissing him and sliding his tongue into his mouth. Mark felt himself giving way to it, the questing tongue in his mouth and the thrusting cock in his backside. He couldn’t help pushing back as the old man’s thrusts became more urgent. “Oh yeah!” He grunted and his cock throbbed inside him as it spurted. “Well done!” whispered Bill. “His poz babies are swimming in you now. You’ll soon be pregnant!” He stood up and watched Arthur’s cock flop wetly out of the cute buttocks. “Let’s make sure shall we? Who’s next?”

Barebacked in the 70's and into the 80's until AIDs came along. Then I played safe until the early 90's when I found myself in an old toilet near some playing fields one evening. Hooked up with a sleazy looking guy who bent me over a toilet bowl, lubed me up and went in bare before I could say anything. It felt so good, so dangerous I let him fuck me until he came. It was like a revelation. I didn't use condoms from then on but didn't convert until nearly 10 years later.

Ah - you guessed. This did in fact take place in the Greenhouse, Darlaston! I have had many adventures there especially in the basement....

I visited the sauna as usual on a “no towels” day. This means you have to wander naked through the complex of steam rooms, saunas, dark rooms and cubicles as well as the basement which I’ve written about before. On this occasion, I found a new corner with an alcove in which was a sling. They are often remodelling the place. I had been walking around for a while and although the place was busy with the usual trolls and some twinks, I hadn’t connected with any action yet. So I decided to get into the sling partly for a rest and partly to see if being there might attract some attention. I lay back in the cool leather sling seat, spread my legs and raised them to fit my feet into the stirrups. I felt good to lay back, legs spread and lubed up arsehole open and exposed. After a while, a man walked by and stopped when he saw me. He wasn’t particularly special – middle aged, pale and flabby but with a decent sized cock hanging down. What was interesting was he wore a grubby singlet which hid his torso. This was against the rules so he must have a reason. He reached and fondled my cock then stuck a finger into my hole. He grinned as he felt it slide easily into the lube, got between my legs and began to push his now stiffened cock into me. As I said, it was a decent size so it felt good as it slid up me until his belly was tight against my balls. He leaned forward and kissed me. For a moment I resisted. For some reason, despite all the things I do and allow to be done to me, I find kissing the most intimate, the most depraved thing to do. But he mashed his lips to mine and I gave myself up to the delicious nastiness of it and kissed him back. He groaned happily and began to fuck me, all the time We both looked up to see a skinny asian guy in his fifties wanking a heavy cock as he watched me being fucked. The man in me gestured and the asian guy moved in and offered me his cock. I leant sideways and sucked it, licking and slurping on the big smooth head and shaft slippery with oil and lube. He started to moan and I sensed he would cum soon. The man fucking me bent forward and nuzzled my mouth. I leant back and watched him start to suck the asian guy. At that angle, his cock flopped out of me and I just watched as the asian guy groaned and shuddered. His hips shook and he gave a loud grunt as he spurted in the other guys mouth. “Thanks” He whispered and set off into the darkness. To my surprise, the man leant over and put his lips on mine. I shuddered as I tasted saltiness and then he french kissed me and filled my mouth with the asian guy’s cum. I groaned with the nastiness of it and almost pulled away. But then I gave in to depravity and kissed him back, swapping the sperm back and forth between us. At last, he stood up leaving me gasping and with my cock rigid against my belly. He raised his singlet over his head and wrapped it around his shoulders. His flabby torso was running with sweat, and now I saw why he wore the singlet – there was a big biohazard symbol on his belly. He grinned at me and raised an eyebrow. I shivered with excitement, knowing this was a point of no return and what was about to happen. I couldn’t speak but only nod in surrender. He held his cock and slowly, slowly slid it back into me until it was in deep. Then he leaned forward and kissed me as he began to slide it in and out of my gaping hole. This time, I kissed him back with lust, accepting my fate as his cock began to throb and breed me…..

Hi Guys. Thanks for the comments. I agree the women are getting a little repetitive and I didn't intend for it to become a downer on the story. I guess I got stuck in a rut with the story line. I'll take some time to think around some new directions to take it.

Been having regular sex since I was about 20 which is 50 years ago. I like it anonymous, just a cum dump. I guess with the saunas, toilets and cruising spots, I've averaged about three cocks up me a week. So that's about 7500! BTW, at 10cc per ejaculation, thats about 75 litres of cum!

“Come on, dear,” Said Timmy’s mother. “ I think we need a little chat, don’t you?” and she led Jane off down the tow path. The men had finished with Nigel. He lay there panting, covered in sweat and cum. Arthur knelt and ruffled his hair. “Nice one!” He said. He bent and delicately licked the drool of cum leaking from Nigel’s arsehole, releasing his old dick and rubbing it to erection. “Just one more “ He said, covering the naked body and sliding his cock up inside. “and this one’s toxic as heck!” With that he grunted and spurted his diseased sperm deep inside Nigel who groaned as he felt the throbbing inside him. Arthur got off, found a rag and cleaned the lad up as best as he could. “Off you go, Nigel” He said when he was dressed. “I expect you’ll have some words with your aunty, eh?” Nigel set off and found his aunt drinking tea in the living room. Kevin sat on the other sofa, a miserable expression on his face. He was wearing a dressing gown and it looked like he was nude beneath. “Aha!” Said Jane. “So you’re back?” Nigel didn’t know what to say. “Apart from that disgusting exhibition this afternoon, Kevin tells us you’d already been a little slut in the sauna.” she said. Nigel flushed and nodded. She smiled. “and I bet you love the feel of a cock spewing nasty cum in you, eh? You’re as disgusting as each other.” The front door opened and Timmy’s mother came in. “All sorted,” she said. “ They’ll be here in a minute.” Aunt Jane turned to Kevin. “Take that thing off. Show us your pathetic body.” Kevin blushed, but he undid the belt and pushed it off his shoulders and sat there naked. “Now you.” They both looked at Nigel. “Come on!” Blushing and sweating with embarrassment he stripped off until he was naked and trembling, though his tiny cock was hard beneath his belly. Suddenly, the doorbell rang. “Stay there!” Said Jane. She went out. Nigel heard male voices and then the door opened and Arthur came in with two of the men from the canal. They were both black, middle aged and still holding a bottle of booze. They looked a bit uncertain when they saw the two women and Kevin and Nigel both naked. “Don’t mind us!” Said Timmy’s mum, guiding Jane over to some chairs by the dining table. The men laughed and nudged each other. Arthur decided to get things going. He dropped his trousers and began to wank his cock. “Kneel on the sofa then, mate” He said to Kevin. Kevin paused and looked at Jane. She gave nothing away but Timmy’s mum said “bend over, then.” He turned and knelt on the cushions, offering his ample bottom to the room. Nigel saw Timmy’s mother smirking and a look of shock but excitement on Jane’s face as she saw Kevin’s arse upraised. Arthur dug a dirty tube of lube from his pocket and applied some to Kevin’s hole. Sighing happily, he raised his shirt and began to slide his cock into Kevin’s rectum. Kevin’s groan was matched by the gasp from Jane as she watched in fascination as Kevin was buggered by the disgusting old man. The two other men closed in on Kevin, feeling his body and squeezing his little cock. After a few moments they began to strip, exposing sizeable black cocks below hairy bellies as the room filled with Kevin’s groans. Nigel was trembling as they led him to the other sofa and made him kneel. The two women stared at him as on of the men grabbed the lube from the side table and rubbed it into his cock. Then the other man held Kevin’s cheeks apart and they all watched as the big, black cock sank between the pale, upraised buttocks. Nigel gasped as he was buggered and he heard Arthur grunt as he shot his load. “Well now, isn’t this nice.” Said Timmy’s mother. “You must come round to my place one evening!”

The next day, Nigel was left on his own as his aunt was meeting a friend and Kevin had a job on the other side of town. He was excited but apprehensive about what had happened at the sauna. Had he really let those old men fuck him? It seemed like a dream, but his sore and gaping arsehole was evidence it wasn’t. He was worried about the toxic cum in him but also excited when he thought about it and couldn’t help wanking his little cock until it spurted in the toilet. Later, he decided to go into town with the vague idea of going to see a film. It wasn’t a great town, somewhat run down, but it had a canal running through it and as he was early he decided to walk along the tow path. It was a hot day and he began to get sweaty even though he was only wearing a tee shirt and shorts over his short, fat body. He found himself in an older area with a wall beside the path and a succession of tunnels over the canal. As he approached one, he saw a group of men standing under the arch which also seemed to have some kind of alcove in the back of it. They were mostly black, very rough looking and passing a bottle between them. He hesitated about walking through them but then recognised a small old man from the sauna who he remembered was called Arthur. “Well, well!” He grinned, showing off his blackened teeth. “If it isn’t Nigel from yesterday. How’s your bum? Still sore?” Nigel blushed as he approached the group. He intended to keep walking, but Arthur took his arm and a couple of the men barred his way. “He’s got a lovely arse. Fat cheeks and tight hole.” The men grinned and leered at him. Nigel felt afraid yet excited. He wanted to leave, but something made him also want to stay. One of the men offered him the bottle. He was a short, old black guy with a stained sweat shirt and trousers. “Have a swig!” He said in a tone which was more of an order. Nigel took the bottle. The liquor burned his throat and made his eyes water. The men laughed and one of them suddenly pinched his nipple through his tee shirt. He gasped but felt his cock stiffen in his shorts. Arthur produced some poppers and handed them round. The air under the arch was filled with aroma which made Nigel’s heart pound. “Good lad!” Said Arthur. “I’m sure you’d like to entertain my friends, wouldn’t you?” He indicated the alcove in the back of the tunnel. There was a pile of rubbish, and in amongst it was an old, stained mattress. “ I...I..dunno.” Said Nigel, his head swimming from the poppers. Around him, a couple of old men opened their trousers and were wanking hungrily. “Don’t worry. They just want to fuck you. You’d like that wouldn’t you? “Arthur stuck the bottle under his nose and Nigel felt himself led into the darkened alcove. “By the way, we’re all very toxic but you won’t mind being bred with their dirty babies will you? After all, you're probably already pregnant, eh?” Nigel’s head was swimming but the poppers had made him melt with lust. He heard Arthur say “Someone keep watch while we do him!” Then he was in the alcove and eager hands stripped him of tee shirt and shorts. He heard them sigh happily as they laid his nude body face down on the mattress. Something wet and slippery was rubbed in the cleft between his buttocks and then the first of them got on top of him and slid a heavy cock up his arsehole. He gasped with the size of it, but it felt so good he opened around it easliy Arthur stood in the tunnel looking along the path. Every now and then he glanced into the alcove, noting yet another pair of naked, sweating buttocks rise and fall on Nigel’s pale body as he was buggered. Two women were coming along the path. One he recognised from the sauna – Timmy’s mother was it? - but he didn’t know the other. As they drew level Timmy’s mum said “ Hello Arthur. What are you doing here? “ She glanced at the homeless guys and leered. “I think I know!” Arthur just laughed and licked his lips at her. “This is my friend, Jane. Her nephew Nigel is staying with her and he said he might come into town later so we’re walking in to find him.” There was a grunt and a low moan of ecstasy from the alcove. The women glanced at each other at the unmistakable sounds of sex. Nigel's aunt blushed as Arthur winked at her. Arthur grinned. This was a turn up! Should he? Should he? He giggled and moved the crowd aside so they could see the alcove. Nigel was naked, face down being fucked slowly, sexily by a fat black guy who had his trousers down. His naked bittocks clenched and relaxed as he thrust into the arsehole already lubed with several loads of spunk. Nigel turned his head and opened his eyes “Aunt!” He gasped. She raised her hand to her mouth “Nigel!” she said in shock. Timmy’s mother laughed and gave her a cuddle. “Naughty little so and so, isn’t he?”

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Jim got home late. He couldn’t believe what had happened at Timmy’s. Had he really let his student and his grandfather fuck him bare like that? He was aware that he had vaguely hoped for something to happen when he went there, but nothing like that. When he got home, he stripped off and examined himself in the full length mirror in his wardrobe. Not for the first time he sighed at the sight of his fat, white body which he found so unattractive. But now, as he turned to look at his naked bottom, he realised something had changed. Two cocks had slid up between those flabby cheeks and he was carrying their sperm. They had wanted him, and now he wanted more. The next day, he had to go into town to buy a suit for the new term at school. He liked to mark each new year with a new jacket or suit. Unfortunately, Jim’s car was in the garage so he decided to get the bus. He was lost in thought and didn’t really pay attention to his stop until he had gone past. The bus was in a run down part of town near the disused railway when he got off. There was litter in the streets and people hanging around who looked down at heel and stared at him as he stood unsure where to go. Then he saw a street sign for the town centre so he followed it. The street became an alley with back doors to various run down shops and overflowing rubbish bins outside. Jim became worried. He didn’t care for this area and he also really needed to pee. Further ahead he could see a wider street crossing the alley with more traffic so he hurried on thinking it must be near the centre. As he turned a bend in the alley, he saw a sign saying “toilets” and pointing down a short side alley. He hesitated but he really needed to pee so he turned down and found an old brick building in a dark dead end with small, grimy windows and ladies and gents doors. It was gloomy and damp inside and smelled like it hadn’t been cleaned in a while. Jim went round a wall screening off the toilet from the doorway and paused. There were several men inside watching a pale, thin youth kneeling sucking the cock of a white haired old man with his pants down. Jim gasped and they looked at him. The youth made to get up, but the old man held his head in place and grinned at Jim. “Come in or fuck off!” He said softly. Jim felt the hairs rise on his neck and his cock tighten. The youth continued sucking as Jim stood there. There was a smell of piss and poppers in the confined space as one of the men gestured for him to come in. In a daze, Jim moved over to the group and watched the cock in the youth’s mouth. Rough hands tugged at his belt and someone grabbed his neck and kissed him. Jim groaned as the questing tongue filled his mouth and then he felt cool air on his body as his trousers and pants were pulled down. A hand tugged at his small cock as others explored his fat backside. “Nice,” someone whispered. “Bend over.” Jim hesitated. This was really depraved. He didn’t even know these men and they could be carrying any kind of disease. The man stopped kissing him and pressed a bottle to his nose. The poppers swept through him and he felt his heart pound with lust. “Bend over!” The voice hissed and other hands tugged at his shoulders. With a sob of surrender, Jim bent forward, exposing his arse to them. A finger rubbed lube into his hole and the voice said “Me first!” Hands steadied his shoulders as a blunt, greasy cock nosed between his cheeks and found his arsehole. “Oh..oh..no...not bare!” He gasped but they ignored him. The heavy cock stretched his hole then slid in and up until the man’s belly was tight against him and his rectum was full of the fat cock. “Ahhh!” He gasped as the cock began to slide in and out. It felt sooooo good he couldn’t resist. Like a bitch in heat, he arched his back and stretched his cheeks to allow deeper access to his hole. “Yeah!” someone whispered. “He’s into it now.” A hand stroked his hair and patted his shoulder. “Good slut! Yeah, take his cock.” The pounding got more urgent. “Gonna cum!” Hissed the man in him. “Oh yeah! Load him up. Give him a dirty load!” The man fucking him groaned and jerked. Jim felt his cock throbbing and knew he was spurting in him. After a few moments, the cock slid out. He felt sperm trickle over his balls as hands grabbed his hips and a long, thin cock began to slide in through the cum and lube. “W...wait!” He gasped “ I need to piss!” The man continued to fuck him as an old man bent and slithered under Jim’s belly. “Go on then!” He whispered in a high pitched voice. Jim felt warm lips engulf his cock. They didn’t suck him, but held his cock. The cock in him felt so good, it was literally making him lose control of his body. He tried to stop it, tied to resist the next descent into depravity, but he couldn’t. His cock twitched and then he gave way and started to piss. The old man moaned appreciatively and began to swallow as Jim let go, his mind lost in a whirl of surrender as he was fucked and pissing at the same time. “There you go” whispered the voice. “and now you’re being bred. He’s going to fill you with his toxic babies and knock you up like you deserve!” The cock in him began to spurt and Jim sobbed as he accepted his fate, imagining the sperm swimming inside him and making him pregnant.

Why hadn’t Kevin come back? Nigel looked at the naked man and the heavy, drooling cock and felt his sensible, rational self fading before the lust he felt. Slowly, he raised his tee shirt over his head, hooked his thumbs in his shorts, then pushed them down and stepped out of his clothes. His face was red with embarrassment as he felt Bill’s eyes on his chubby body and ashamed at his small cock and balls hanging below his ample belly. Bill moved towards him “So...you want to stay then?” Nigel felt the heat from the man’s body and gasped as Bill took his hand and curled it around his penis. It was warm and the skin was smooth. His fingers stroked it and were soon coated in Bill’s precum. Bill lifted Nigel’s hand and licked the cum from his fingers. Nigel shivered with lust and fear and Bill smiled. “Let’s go upstairs and find Kevin, shall we? I’m sure everyone’s checking him out by now.” Bill led the way up the narrow stairs, giving Nigel a close up view of his backside. As he climbed, the hairy buttocks parted to reveal a dark cleft glistening with some kind of lube. Nigel swallowed hard. He was excited by Bill’s bum, but also worried about what might happen next. They reached the landing. Kevin’s tool bag was outside the toilet but he wasn’t there. Nigel heard a TV and voices coming from a room across the way and followed Bill to the doorway. He felt really nervous about being seen naked as Bill stood back and pushed him inside. There were several men in the room on two couches. A TV on the wall was showing porn, but it wasn’t what made Nigel gasp with shock. Two old men sat on the filthy couches stroking erections as a nude man knelt beside them being fucked in his fat arse by a short, muscular black guy with a bald head and rings in his dark nipples. As he thrust back and forth, Nigel saw his cock was bare and glistening with cum or lube. The kneeling man groaned and turned his head and his eyes went wide as he saw Nigel standing in the door way. “K...Kevin!” Gasped Nigel. Kevin smiled and just knelt there being fucked. “But...he’s doing it...bareback!” Bill’s hand slid over Nigel’s back and cupped his buttocks. “Of course he is.” His finger slid between the soft mounds and probed Nigel’s arsehole. “He’s going to feel some sperm in him soon and he’ll get pregnant.” Nigel paled as he realised what that meant. But he couldn’t stop watching as the black guy’s thrusts became more urgent. He grabbed Kevin’s hips and grunted softly. He shuddered in orgasm and when he’d finished, he pulled a long, cum smeared cock out of Kevin’s rectum. “There you go!” laughed Bill. “Thanks,” grunted the black guy. He came over and winked at Nigel who was transfixed by the dripping cock hanging beneath his belly. “Mmmm,” He said. “Nice arse. I’ll give you my babies later.” Kevin sank down onto the couch. He could feel the spunk dripping out of his arsehole onto the filthy material. He looked at Kevin standing, nude, in the doorway being fely up by Bill. The lad was obviously excited by what he had seen but also unsure and fearfuk about this room full of toxic old men. “Well, Nigel.” He said. “You’ve seen me being bred now. Why don’t you sit down over here and relax for a bit.” Bill pushed Nigel gently into the room and he went over to the sofa on rubbery legs. The two old men made a space and he sat between them, feeling the heat ad sweaty smell of their old bodies. The thin one he had seen before said “I’m Sid, and this isArthur.” The other man was shorter, older and when he grinned he revealed a mouthful of broken and blackened teeth. He was sporting a thick erection which rose up from a metal ring at it’s base and he licked his lips when he saw Nigel stare at it. Nigel looked away red faced. He couldn’t believe what he’d seen. He wasn’t stupid. He realised this dirty old men were toxic and he’d probably seen his aunt’s husband being pozzed. He squirmed and felt he should go, and yet it was so exciting to be here naked. Arthur produced a small brown bottle which he sniffed. It smelt like solvent and the whiff of it made Nigel’s heart beat and he felt languid and sexy. “So,” said Sid “You’re Kevin’s nephew.” As he spoke, he took Nigels hand and wrapped it rounf his stiiff cock. “N...no..”replied Nigel. “He’s married to my aunt.” He watched as Kevin sniffed the bottle and sagged back playing with a small cock beneath his belly. “Are you going soon, Arthur?” Asked Sid, ignoring Nigel’s reply. “Yeah, got to see a man in town” He pushed the bottle under Nigel’s nose and the youth felt the poppers sweep through him, washing away his anxiety and making him feel in heat. He felt hands gently raise and push him until he was kneeling on the sofa. He heard Sid say “Nice young man you’ve got here, Kevin.” as he rubbed something cold and slippery into Nigel’s arsehole. He jumped at this intimate contact as Arthur got heavily off the sofa and went behind him. He felt his boney fingers on his hips and then the heavy cock pushed against his hole. “W...wait...ooof..it hurts!” He wailed Kevin reached over and put the bottle under Nigel’s nose. “Just relax, Nigel” He whispered. “Let him in.” Nigel gasped and then the old man’s cock stretched him wider, wider and then slid up him in a rush. He groaned as he was impaled and then the man began to slide in and out, his balls slapping against his own. “Nice,” said Sid. “ What time have you got to be in town?” Arthur was picking up the pace, enjoying the feel of the lad’s rectum around his cock. “Oh..ahh...in about an hour.” He gasped “Gonna cum soon!” Nigel shook with the thrusts as the poppers wore off. He realised the man was intent on cumming toxic spunk in him and the thought made him excited and fearful at the same time. Kevin stroked his head “Shhhh.”He said. “You know you want it. It will be over soon.” Arthur was thrusting madly back and forth and then he cried out, pushed against Nigel’s bum and he felt the penis in him throb and throb as it spurted inside him. The old man stepped back and pulled out his cock and slapped Nigel’s bum. “Phew! Thanks!” Bill laughed and went off downstairs with Arthur. Sid stood up and moved into position. “It’s in you now, Nigel.” Kevin said. “We’ll make sure your pregnant before we go home, shall we?” As he spoke, Sid’s cock slid easily up inside Nigel’s arse through the lube and Arthur’s spunk and he sagged in surrender beneath the old man’s thrusts...

The next day Kevin had to pick up some supplies and fuel the truck, so he picked Nigel up after lunch. It was a hot day and the loose tee-shirt Kevin wore to hide his floppy tits was stained with sweat when Nigel climbed in the cab. The youth was wearing shorts and a skimpy tee shirt over his plump torso which exposed his ample belly. For the first time, Kevin wondered if Nigel might be gay. “So where are we going.” said Nigel sarcastically. “We’re going to a place I went yesterday to check the job I did was ok.” He looked sideways at Nigel. “It’s a gay sauna.” Nigel’s eyes widened and his heart skipped a beat. “The men tend to wander round naked.” He continued. “So you can stay in the truck if that bothers you.” Nigel felt his heart beating and a tightness in his shorts. He had never seen men naked before except in the porn he watched. “N..n..no that’s ok.” He stuttered. “I’ll come in with you.” Kevin smiled to himself “oh ho!” He thought. “This might be fun. Was his wife’s snooty nephew getting excited?” They parked in a side street and rang the bell. Bill answered the door in singlet and shorts. “Hi. Thought I’d come back and check the cistern is working ok.” said Kevin Bill smiled “And check out a few of the regulars whilst you’re here I bet! Who’s this?” Kevin blushed and he saw Nigel look surprised. “This is my wife’s nephew, Nigel.” said Kevin. “He’s working with me today. He’s 18 so it’s ok.” Bill licked his lips and stared at the lad who blushed and looked down at his feet. This could be good for business, he thought. He was sure Kevin had brought Nigel for reasons other than checking the cistern! “Come on in,” He said. They went into the lobby which was hot and steamy. “Why don’t you go and check the cistern?” said Bill. “Take as long as you need. Nigel and me will have a cup of tea and a nice chat.” Kevin grinned, picked up his tools, and disappeared upstairs. “Well now, Nigel, have you been to a sauna before?” Nigel shook his head and then his eyes nearly popped out of his head as a nude old man emerged from a side room and waved at Bill. “Morning!” He said, scratching his scrotum and making his dangling penis sway between his spindly legs. “Hello Sid. Kevin’s upstairs checking the toilet. This is his nephew.” Sid grinned and grasped his cock. “Hmm..perhaps I’ll go and check him out! See you later Nigel.” He went upstairs, showing off his wrinkled bottom which glistened with sweat. Bill noticed Nigel was breathing heavily and sweating. “Never seen a naked man before?” He asked. Nigel shook his head and unconsciously rubbed his shorts. Bill stripped off his tee shirt revealing his hairy torso. Then he came round the counter. “We’re all men together here.” he said, dropping his shorts and standing naked before the lad. His cock rose beneath his belly, the warts angry around the tip and drooling pre-cum. “And that means you don’t wear clothes when you’re here.” Nigel was shaking with a mixture of fear and excitement. What had he got into? Yet he was mesmerised by Bill’s heavy cock and hairy body. It was so unattractive and yet to see it naked was so sexy. He thought he should leave, but he didn’t want to go without Kevin and he so wanted to touch that cock. Bill leaned on the counter. “Well?” He said. “You can wait outside or leave your clothes on the counter and I’ll show you round. Which is it to be?”

Kevins story continued By the time Kevin showered and dressed, he was beginning to feel embarrassed and slightly ashamed at what he had done. He mumbled goodbye to Bill at the desk and headed for his truck. He should never have succumbed to them. But after all, he thought, hadn’t he enjoyed it? The succession of cocks in his arse had been so sexy. He unlocked and got inside. What about taking it bare from those toxic old trolls? He was pretty sure Eric had been converted in that disgusting old sauna – what if he was also pregnant now? Yet, he thought, they were so free, so animal like and breeding each other as nature intended. He realised his tiny cock was stiff in his jeans and the tee shirt under his tits was wet with sweaty excitement. He started up and headed for home. His wife met him at the door. “You’re late” She said with a sneer. “Where’ve you been?” “Busy” He replied, wilting under her gaze. “You know Eric’s sick. I had to cover for him today.” “He told me when I phoned him to find out where you were.” She said “At that sauna he spends so much time at. Did you have a nice time there?” He paled. Did she know? Had Eric told her? She laughed. “I don’t care what you’ve been up to. You’re no use to me!” Kevin went through to the living room and groaned aloud. Sitting watching the television was his wife’s nephew, a fat, spotty youth called Nigel who usually treated Kevin with as much disdain as his aunt. “Hello Nigel.” He said. Nigel glanced at him and carried on watching TV. Kevin sighed and went to make himself some tea. His wife came in to the kitchen. “How long is he staying?” Asked Kevin. “A couple of days,” she replied. “I told him he could come out with you tomorrow as I’m off to meet a friend.” It didn’t appeal to Kevin at all to spend a day with Nigel putting him down. And then he remembered he’d promised to go back to the sauna to check his work was ok. Should he introduce the irritating Nigel to Bill, Sid and Arthur? He grinned to himself. Maybe….he thought.

Grandad woke up, belched and scratched his balls. The room smelt stale and sweaty. Beside him, Timmy slept soundly, the sheet kicked back and revealing his round, naked bottom. Grandad grinned to himself. It had been a good evening introducing Timmy’s teacher, Jim, to bareback sex and sending him on his way with a bellyful of toxic spunk. He wondered how long it would be until Jim got pregnant and came back for more. Idly, he stroked Timmy’s backside, groping the cleft in the smooth skin and probing the slack anus still wet from last night’s fucking. Timmy moaned and stirred but didn’t wake up as Grandad stroked himself to full erection. He could hear Timmy’s mum moving about in the kitchen. Hopefully she was making some tea. He was really thirsty, but also horny. He reached to the side table and grabbed the lube. He smeared it gently on his cock and carefully around the fat head which was still sore from yesterday. Then he rolled over on to Timmy’s back, fumbled between them and guided his cock into the hot, wet rectum. Timmy woke with a start, then moaned as Grandad sighed happily and began to slide in and out of his grandson’s backside. He heard teacups then footsteps on the stairs and then Timmy’s mum came in with a cup of tea. She paused and took in the naked old man’s hairy bottom moving up and down as he fucked Timmy and laughed as she put the cup on the side table. “Thought I’d find Timmy in here! Can’t keep your cock out of his arse, can you?” Grandad smiled as he continued to fuck. “Well..oof..he’s...ahhh..got such a ...ahhh.. nice hole!” Timmy turned his head, opened his eyes and smiled up at her. “m...morning...ahh.” He gasped. She slapped her father’s quivering buttocks. “I’ll leave you to it. Breakfast is on the table.” She went out onto the landing and paused. In the bedroom, Grandad gave a loud snort and grunt as he spunked. She smiled to herself and went down to hang out some washing in the yard.

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