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"Not bad," said Sid. "I was bed-ridden for a while and sweating like mad, but I'm over the worst I reckon" As he spoke, Arthur took me by the wrist and took me upstairs. Sid came up behind, and I felt his hand on my bottom. "Very nice, I've missed that." He said We went into the TV room. There was an old man watching some porn, leaning back on the sofa and playing with a fat, swollen cock. Arthur pulled me onto my knees on the sofa. "Pass the lube", he said to the old man. He passed over a crumpled tube which Arthur squeezed onto a finger and smeared on my arsehole. "You ok, Sid? Heard you were sick." said the old man "Much better, thanks Jim."Said Sid. As he spoke, he steadied my arse and slid his cock up me" "So what was it?" Asked Jim "Just the bug doing its work" He said, thrusting in and out of me. "Well, you'll feel beeter still if you get some dirty cum off your chest!" said Jim They ignored me, treating me as a wet, hole to breed with as they spoke. "Oh yeah," gasped Sid. "Can't hold it today! Gonna cum!" Arthur pushed my shoulders down as Sid began to shudder. "That's it," he said "Fuck it. Empty that dirty cum into it!" SId gasped and his cock began to throb and I knew he was cumming in me. After a few moments, he pulled out and sank onto the sofa, his cock dripping with cum. "I could do with a bit of that!" said Jim, getting heavily to his feet He got behind me and thrust his cock into my cummy hole, resting his old belly on my buttocks as he began to slide in and out. "Is it poz or neg?" He asked Arthur as he began to pant. Arthur grinned. "We've all had it so I guess its a poz arse!" "In that case - here it cums!" cried Jim as he pozzed me.

After I'd cleaned up the mess, I went to empty the bins as usual. I heard the doorbell, and when I'd finished I bumped into Sid coming out of the changing room. He was naked and I was surprised how different he looked. He'd lost a lot of weight and the cheeks on his face were hollow and sunken. His body too was thin with his buttocks hanging slack and wasted but his belly was round and hard. He grinned at me "Hello, Timmy. Getting any?" and he laughed at the joke. Arthur appeared and waved. "Hiya Sid, Feeling better?" "

Peter returned from the shower, dressed and ready to go. Arthur was puffing and grunting as he fucked me over the counter. Peter's mother slapped his sagging buttocks and laughed. "Dirty old sod! Come on Peter, I need to get to the supermarket before it closes." Bill let her out, then came back and said "I'll put the kettle on, Arthur." The old man nodded as Bill went into the kitchen. After a few minutes he grunted loudly and I felt his cock stiffen and throb as he came in me. "Lovely!" He said, sliding his cock out and a gush of sperm splashed onto the floor. Bill returned with two cups and nodded to the mess on the floor. "Clean that up, Timmy." I got a cloth from behind the counter but Bill shook his head and grinned at me. "Forget the rag, you slut, use your tongue." They watched as I got onto my knees. There was a large puddle of cum on the filthy floor. I felt Bill's hand on my neck pushing me forward. Then my mouth touched the gooey, cold sperm and I began to lick it like a cat. It tasted cold and salty and I felt my cock stiffen as I knelt licking up Arthur's sperm. "Hey, Arthur, take my tea into the sitting room will you? I won't be a minute." Arthur went off with the cups and I saw Bill's shorts fall to his ankles. "Got me going Timmy!." He knelt behind me, and slid his cock easily into my slimey hole. He started to thrust in and out, at the same time pushing my face onto the floor and rubbing it into the pool of spunk. More feet appeared and I heard as voice say. "Any chance of a cuppa, Bill?" "Won't be a second, mate. Just going to cum...ahh, that's nice!" With that he shot his diseased load in me and stood up. "Go in the sitting room and I'll bring it through" Said Bill. Then he smoothed my hair and said "Oh, before you get up, Timmy, there's another load of spunk behind you now which needs cleaning up!"

Bill and Arthur laughed and stood up, leaving Peter's mother on the sofa. I went to clean the changing room as Bill went to get Peter from the basement. When I finished, I went into reception. Arthur was there with Peter's mother, stroking his cock and drinking some tea. The door to the basement opened, and Bill led Peter into the room. The poor lad was running with sweat and spunk ran down his inside thighs and dripped onto the floor. "Look at you! " said his mother, wrinkling her nose. "Covered in it, you dirty boy!" Peter grinned as Bill turned him round and spread his smooth cheeks. His arsehole gaped and spurted sperm over his balls. "Well fucked and bred, missus!" He laughed. "Go and clean up!" She said. "I'm not taking you home covered in spunk." Peter went off to the showers and Bill looked at his mother and said "you know he's probably pregnant by now?" She nodded. "I'm not surprised, you dirty sod." She nodded at Arthur who was stroking an erection now. "From what I can see, I bet one of you two is the daddy!" She looked at me " And what about you? Are you knocked up yet?" I blushed. Arthur came and bent me over the counter as Bill handed him some lube. He got behind me and slid his warty cock deliciously into me arse. "Course he is!" He laughed, fucking me in front of her.

sounds great. love to fuck you. what time will you be there?

Later, I heard footsteps on the stair and Bill's torch shone over me. He released the straps and I stood up gratefully, massaging my writss and ankles. My hole was swollen, open and sore and dripped spunk down my thigh as I stood up. I noticed Peter standing there, and Bill pulled him face down over the bench. "There you go!" He said. " Round two" I followed him upstairs. Turning round to watch as Peter's naked body was engulfed in sweating flesh before Bill switched off the torch and plunged them into darkness. I showered and cleaned up, noticing how open and slack my hole had become and fingering the warts clustered around it. I had also developed some purple blotches on my arms and legs as the bugs in my system took hold. When I came out of the shower, Bill and Arthur were talking to Peter's mum who had returned from the hairdresser. Arthur was naked, leaning nonchalantly on the counter and fingering his heavy cock with the cockring around its base. Peter's mother was laughing and flushed and her eyes were on Arthur's cock. "So where's Peter, then?" She asked. Bill winked at me. "Just putting a shift in downstairs." He said. "Be about another hour or so." She licked her lips and Arthur said " Why don't yer wait in the TV room and watch some films?" Bill nodded and she went off to the room. Bill, Arthur and I followed. She was sat on the greasy sofa watching a twink on the TV being fucked in close up by a huge cock. Bill and Arthur casually sat either side of her and I took seat opposite. "Your a good mother, " said Bill " Nice to see you letting Peter getting bred like that." She smiled, and I noticed her face was flushed. "So, Arthur, are you back tomorrow?" As he spoke, his hand rested casually on her thigh. She squirmed, but pushed her legs apart and pulled his had between them.

glad you like them!

I had been down there to get some stuff before, but now the steps led down to a blackness with no lights and the atmosphere was hot and steamy coming up from the bottom. I went down the steps feeling terribly vulnerable in my nudity, not knowing what awaited me below. Inside it was pitch black. At first, I heard bodies moving and someone whispered “Is this ‘im?” Someone else replied “Yeah. Nice, fresh cum-bucket come to play!” As I moved further in I was surrounded by naked bodies, now sweating and smelly from the hot fetid atmosphere. Boney fingers squeezed my cock and probed my arsehole. “Yeah, “ I heard a whisper. “Nicely lubed!” Someone grabbed my face and tried to kiss me. I let out a gasp of horror as I smelled his awful breath but he wouldn’t let me go and I shuddered in disgust as he clamped his lips to mine and thrust his tongue into my mouth. I felt his thin, nude body against mine and the disgust turned to excitement as his cock pushed against my belly. A bottle of poppers was thrust between us. We both sniffed it. I felt the rush as my inhibitions melted and I gasped and kissed him back eagerly. They were piling in now, jostling to grab my cock, feel my arse and balls. Suddenly there were footsteps on the stairs and a torch shone over us. I glimpsed pot-bellied, flabby and stick-like figures around me as Bill’s voice said “Alright lads? Just thought I’d help get things started.” There was a padded bench in the middle of the room with wrist and ankle restraints. Bill shone the torch on it and they pulled me to it, bent me over and fastened my wrists at one end. Then they spread my legs and tied them at the other end with my bent knees spread and resting on padded cushions either side. “There you go!” said Bill. He slapped my bottom. “Nice arse on this one! Give him all you’ve got, yer dirty bastards!” He left and switched off the torch, plunging the room in darkness. A bottle was thrust under my nose and someone said “bloody ‘ell I need to drop a load!” “Go on then, mate!” Whispered another I felt bodies close in on me. Someone got between my legs and grabbed my hips. Their fingernails scratched my skin. A blunt, slimey cock pushed between my buttocks seeking my hole. Suddenly, it slid up me with a rush of rigid flesh. I gasped as it was buried to the hilt and a hairy belly squashed against me. “Oh yeah! He gasped and began to thrust in and out. They egged him on and rough fingers felt between us, eagerly feeling for where the base of his cock entered me. I gasped with shock, then sagged over the bench as he shuddered and came quickly in me. As soon as he pulled out, another took his place and a thick cock slid easily up me with the lube and cum in my hole. Someone stroked my head and whispered in my ear "Well done," He said. "Just relax now, we've got a long way to go..."

After a few minutes, Bill gave a satisfied grunt and thrust his cock deep into Peter's hole. We watched his balls twitch and throb as he came. Peter's mum got to her feet as Bill pulled out and stood gasping for breath, his softening cock dripping cum onto the stained carpet. "Right" She said, " I'm off to get me hair done." Peter stood up red-faced, his stubby cock stiff against his flabby belly. "Give us a kiss,then." She said. He came over and pecked her on the cheek and she fondled his cock. "Good lad. Now be good and I'll see you later" Bill pulled on his shorts and showed her out. The old man winked and slapped Peter's bum. "Thanks for taking my babies" He said then belched and headed upstairs. I was very horny now and my cock was stiff as a poker. Peter came ove and got to his knees and took it into his warm, wet mouth. Bill came in and laughed when he saw us. "No time for any of that!" He said. "There's something new for you to do. Over the weekend, I had the lads in and they've fitted out the basement with some couches and a sling. I've take the bulbs out and it's nice and dark down there. I put it on the web site and we've got some real dirty fuckers coming in to use it. And guess who's going to take turns down there to service them?" Then he laughed as the doorbell rang. Two men came in. Tattooed, shaven headed, and thin with shifty eyes. They paid and went into the changing room. When they emerged I could see their thin bodies and wasted muscles and one had dark purple blotches on his chest and legs. They opened the door to the basement and disappered. Several other men who had arrived earlier came down the stairs. Fat, greasy and sweaty men who grinned at Bill and went into the basement. "Right, "said Bill. "Peter - you go and clean the TV room and empty the bins." He threw Peter a black bad and he scuttled upstairs. BIll grinned at me and indicated the tube of lube on the counter. "You'll take the first shift in the basement, Timmy." I'll come and get you when it's time for Peter to take over." With a shaking hand, I took the lub and smeared a generous amount on my arsehole, being careful to use plenty over the warts which were clustred around it. Then, my heart beating with fear and excitement. I went downstairs

There was a small room off to one side of reception with a couch and a couple of chairs. It was rarely used as the regualars preferred the large TV room up stairs. The old guy took Peter's arm and they went into the room. Bill turned to Peter's mum and said "Fancy a cup of tea?" She nodded and Bill told me to go and make it. When I came out of the kitchen with the cups, they weren't there. I heard the sound of springs squeaking and Peter's voice gasping with pleasure. I also heard Bill say "He's a good lad, alright. Takes it like a trooper, don't he?" I went through into the room. The old man was sat on the sofa being ridden by Peter who faced him and squatted over his cock which could be clearly seen sliding in and out of his pink arsehole. Bill and Peter's mum were sat in the chairs watching. "Here's the tea."Said Bill as I set it down on the side table. "So are you on your way to the shops or what" He said. "Peter's mum shook her head. "Nah, just on me way to get my hair done." I couldn't believe they were talking so nonchalantly as Peter was buggered in front of them. Suddenly the man thrust urgently up into Peter's bum. "I'm gonna cum!" He gasped I saw Peter's face was red and excited as he caught his mum's eye. She nodded and said "Well go on then, knock him up if you want." The man gave a grunt and pushed up hard. We saw his balls tighten and the base of his cock swelled, then he shuddered and Peter's hole was rimmed with spunk as he came. After a few moments, Peter lifted himself of the gasping man's cock and a drool of spunk dripped over his balls. "Blimey, look at that. "Said Bill in a hoarse voice. His shorts were tented up over his erection and Peter's mum laughed. "Looks like you could use some arse!" She said. "Be my guest. Don't mind me. I'll just finish my tea." The old man moved to one side and got Peter to kneel on the couch. Bill got eagerly to his feet and dropped his shorts. His cock was very stiff and the warts around the shaft were angry and red. Peter's mum sipped her tea and watched as Bill quickly went over to the couch and sank his cock up Peter with a satisfied sigh. Then we watched his naked, flabby bottom move back and forth as he fucked Peter...

Several more regulars came in and soon the TV room and sauna were full of naked men,mostly older and sleazy as it was daytime. I was just sweeping the floor in reception when the bell went and Peter was there with his mother. "Hello." Said Bill. "Peter's mum right? I'm Bill. Everything ok?" She laughed and I blushed as she saw me naked sweeping the floor. I don't know why as she'd seen it all before. "Just come to see where Peter works" . At that moment, an old guy with a pot belly and rampant erection came down the stairs. He stopped and looked shocked as he saw her. "Don't mind me, matey" She laughed. "You've got a nice cock on you." He smiled back and came to lean on the counter. His cock was drooling precum and there was a big biohazrd tattoo above his pubes. "Well, go and get ready, Peter" Said Bill, indicating the backroom. "How are you, Timmy?" She said. "Getting plenty? I just grinned weakly and heard Bill laugh. I also noticed the bulge in his shorts and guessed he had plans. Peter appeared now entirely nude, his face red with embarassment. The old guy licked his lips and his cock twitched with excitement. Peter's mum caught his arm, turned him around and made him show off his plump, smooth backside. "Pass that lube on the counter, Bill." She said. Bill raised an eyebrow but passed her the tube. We all watched as she squeezed a dollop on to her finger, then smeared it gently into his pink arsehole. "There." she said. " Now why don't you give this nice gentlemen what he wants..."

She threw me towel and I wiped up the spunk as grandad washed his cock in the sink. The next day I went to the sauna as usual. It was quiet at first so after I stripped naked Bill got me to clean out the shower which smelled of piss and mould. When I'd finished, Bill was in the TV room talking to Arthur. As I came in I heard Arthur saying "...don't know where I picked it up, Bill. Fucked a few dirty arseholes recently. Stings a bit, but that just makes it more fun doan it?" I saw Arthur was naked and wanking his cock. The tip was leaking some pus and the shaft was red and angry. "Oh, it's you Timmy." Said Bill. He beckoned me over and Arthur caught my wrist in his boney hand. "You finished the shower, then?" Arthur pulled me to my knees on the couch and Bill pulled a tube of lube from his shorts. "Yyy,,yes. " I said as Bill rubbed cold lube into my arsehole. Arthur got heavily to his feet and I felt him get behind me. "Good." Said Bill. "I'll have another job afterwards." WIth that I felt Arthur's diseased cock sliding into me. "So have you been to the clinic?" Bill said as Arthur began to fuck me. "Nah.." He said " Can't be bothered. oooff that's good. Hang on, I'm gonna cum." With that, I felt his cock throb and throb and knew he was spurting dirty spunk into me. "Right," said Bill as Arthur's cock slid out of my hole. " That's the doorbell. Looks like you've got some more work to do!"

Went there last year. Great place for pigs. Mostly older and not a condom in sight. Got fucked several times. There is a side room with some mattresses. I lay down on my face and waited. Got fucked twice without seeing who did me.

Last week. Finally got to visit the sauna on naked day. Not too many there, but there was a middle aged sleazzy guy with a pot belly and a nice stiff cock with a mushroom head. He didn't wait to take me to a room but bent me over in a corridor and fucked me whilst several guys watched.

Part 4 I must have been in the toilets for ages. Every time I tried to stand up from the basin, eager hands held me down, fed me poppers and pulled my cheeks apart to be fucked. I lost count how many cocks slid up me but, when at last they let me go, my arsehole was swollen and dripping cum which ran down my thighs. “Look at that! “ Someone said. “He needs a shower!” They laughed and led me to the corner and made me sit on the cold, wet tiles. Someone started to piss on me, the hot wet stream running down my chest and between my thighs, and then others joined in. A man grabbed my face, squeezing my mouth open and directing his hot stream between my lips. I coughed and choked, but he held me tight and I had no choice but to gulp it down. His piss tasted salty and it excited me again to be so depraved as to drink a man’s piss. It felt so wrong, and yet the nastiness of it made my cock rise rock hard as they pissed on me. At last the streams died away and I was able to stand on shaking legs. There were only a couple of men left now – old, thin with sticking out ribs and flabby sagging buttocks. One of them kissed me and I gagged at the taste of booze, piss and worse. The other was wanking my cock and pulling my hand around his waist. He jammed my hand between his thin buttocks and I fingered his open, wet hole. “Want to fuck him, darling?” The old man kissing me whispered in my ear. I squirmed as the bony fingers slid up and down my shaft and the skinny old bodies rubbed against me. “He’s my partner. I’d love to see your cock in him” One of them took my hand and led me back into the club, following the pale, skinny body of his partner. I looked at the wrinkled buttocks with the wide, brown cleft between and felt disgust and yet a sense of wicked anticipation. Just off to the right was an archway with a small, dark room beyond in which hung a leather sling. The old man got into it and raised his thin legs so his partner could put his filthy feet into the stirrups. He reached and pulled his buttocks apart as his partner smeared lube into the puffy, open hole. I stood between his skinny legs, rock hard cock pointing towards his gaping hole. I felt a hand on my bottom and the other man whispered in my ear. “Go on, darling, slide it in. Fuck him for me!” He gently pushed me forward. With a gasp of horror, I watched and felt the head of my cock slide easily into the slimy hole. “That’s it!” he whispered, pushing me with his hand. “Put it in him, dearie” I gasped as my shaft sank into the depths of the old body, the horror giving way to a sense of depravity. I didn’t know these men, and goodness only knew what bugs were up his arse, but I could only grab his legs and begin to thrust deliciously in and out of his warm, wet rectum as his partner offered me poppers and then bent to kiss the old man as I buggered him. It was dark in the alcove, lit only by light from the bar outside. I became aware of naked bodies coming and surrounding me. Hands caressed my chest, fingered my arsehole as I thrust back and forth, and a rough hand grabbed my face and turned me to meet a pair of slobbering lips and a questing tongue. I was engulfed in naked, sweaty flesh, kissing some man’s mouth drooling saliva as I fucked the old man beneath me and I knew how much such depravity excited me. It was as if I’d found my true self, fucking like a pig in the darkness and sweating bodies. My balls tightened. The poppers exploded in my head and I cried out with release as my throbbing cock spurted inside the old man’s arse, filling it with sperm which gushed back over my balls. I shuddered then stood back, watching my glistening cock flop out and drip cum onto the wet floor. The two old men stopped kissing and smiled at me. One mouthed “Thanks” and winked. Then I was pushed aside and a pudgy young man got into place and slid his stubby cock into the hole which was running with my cum. I stumbled into the main bar. It was hot and sweaty and very busy now. To my left, a man was on his knees receiving a shower of piss over his face whilst, at the bar, the barman was cleaning a glass with a bored expression as he chatted with a customer who was leaning over the counter being sodomised from behind by a large, bald headed man. It was a vision from some ancient orgy and I drank it in with disgust and excitement and a pounding heart. I was ready for more and set off into the throng of naked bodies to see what I could find…

Part 3 I followed the Asian guy into the toilet, noticing for the first time a biohazard tattoo at the base of his spine and again feeling the fear and excitement. The toilet was busy with people pissing and sucking. Wordlessly, they pushed me over to the basin and bent me forward. There was an old, cracked mirror facing me. In it I saw my face, flushed and eyes bright and beyond it my upraised buttocks. There were eager faces all round us and from the grins and winks, I guessed many of them knew what was happening to me. The balding guy got behind me and I heard him say “Give him some poppers. He’ll need them!” Someone produced a bottle and made me sniff deeply. As the rush hit me, I felt a stab of something blunt against my arsehole. It was huge! I yelped and looked in the mirror to see the scorpion tattooed guy behind me, cock in hand, pushing the metal-ringed tip into my hole. More poppers and then it began to open me up. Would it ever stop? How could I take it? And then, with a brutal shove, the blunt, slimey head and ring burst into me followed by the delicious, slippery rush of the shaft until I was impaled and clinging onto the basins helplessly. He began to move slowly in and out. Each time my hole relaxed a little more until he was able to kick my legs apart and sink right up me. I gasped with pleasure and lay there helplessly as he buggered me. In the mirror, I could see faces peering down to watch the monster cock fucking me and it looked like a vision from hell as they licked their lips and egged him on. “Fuck It!” “Give it to him! “Bastard’s loving it.” Slowly, methodically then faster and faster he worked his way towards a climax. I knew I was being impregnated for sure this time, but I was helpless to resist. He was gasping now and his huge cock was ramming deep in me with every thrust. “Cumming!” He gasped and pushed as deep into me as he could. I felt his cock pulse and he grunted loudly as he spurted. Then he shuddered and laughed. “Phew! That was nice” Everyone jostled round to watch his massive, wet cock slide out of me and I felt my body sag as it flopped out. I was exhausted as I lay there over the basin, my gaping hole wet and dripping with cum. The Asian guy ruffled my hair and bent forward to kiss me. “Good boy,” he said. “Join the club” Then they left laughing together. Before I could move, I felt bodies pressing against me and various fingers slid up my puffy hole. “Yeah, he spunked up him alright.” I went to get up, but hands held my shoulders down. Someone said. “Not so fast. There’s plenty more here for you.” Before I could protest, I felt a flabby, wet body against my thighs and a long, thin cock slid easily up inside me. In the mirror I saw the grinning face of an old, bald man with earrings and sagging cheeks as he fucked me and I groaned with disgust but just lay there as he buggered me and then I felt the piss splash over me from the other men and sank into depravity…

Part 2 I didn’t cum in him. I knew if I did the shame and fear would hit me, so I pulled out and stood there dripping with piss and panting with lust. He stood up and kissed me, his chubby body warm against mine. “My name’s Alex,” He said. “I want your piss later” Then he winked and headed off into the gloom. It was filling up with naked bodies now, mostly older men, and it was beginning to smell of sweat and piss. I found my beer and drained it, then headed off to the toilet. It was a small space with basins and a single cubicle on one side and a steel trough on the other. Two or three guys were in there naked and stroking themselves. An old man sat on the filthy wet floor in the corner, his spindly body wet and dripping. As I came in, he opened his mouth showing blackened and stained teeth and beckoned me over. I stood over him and he grabbed my cock and guided it into his disgusting mouth. He didn’t suck, just held it there and mumbled “piss in it.” I hesitated as the others moved into watch. All my instincts were against it. All the things we are taught as children about using a toilet and not peeing ourselves kicked in but then, with a shudder I let myself go and felt the warm liquid fill his mouth and surround my cock. He guzzled and drank greedily as I pissed and at the same time I felt my inhibitions go and the glorious sensation of being dirty and wicked as I pissed in his mouth. By the time I’d finished, I was hard again and he began to suck me off but, again, I didn’t want to cum so I pulled free of his grasping fingers. I stumbled outside, grabbed another beer and found a stool to sit on as my breathing slowed and my heart stopped pounding. What had I become? I had no real idea what went on here until now. And yet, my cock was still hard and I could feel myself smiling crazily as I thought about what had happened. Someone came and sat on the stool beside me. I turned and saw it was the Asian guy and next to him stood a short, balding man with tit rings and a large scorpion tattoo on his upper arm. “Ok?” Said the Asian man loudly over the music which had been turned up. I nodded and sipped my beer. The bald guy said nothing but stared intently at me. “He’s got a nice arse!” He said to the balding guy. “I came in it earlier.” I blushed and sipped my beer as the man with the scorpion tattoo grinned in a wicked kind of way. His cock was big and fat with a large ring in the end and as he saw me looking, he started to stroke it until it started to stiffen. “Like what you see, mate?” He said in a gruff voice. I didn’t really know what to say and just nodded. The Asian guy leaned close to me and whispered in my ear “You know my cum was poz, don’t you?” I felt my heart lurch. Although the chubby young man had said he was toxic, he could have been winding me up. To hear the man himself tell me and knowing it to be true was something else. And yet….it was exciting to know the risk I was taking. He saw my face and laughed. “He wants it bad, Jim!” Jim’s cock was erect, thick and long with a drool of pre-cum hanging off the cock ring. He took my hand and put it on his penis. “That’s it,” he said. “Give it a good feel. Do you like my poz cock?” My hand trembled as I encircled the heavy, warm erection and touched the heavy steel ring. I couldn’t help stroking it and I felt my control going. “Come on,” Said the Asian guy. “ Come and get fucked.” He got up and led the way towards the toilets. I hesitated, but the balding guy slid his hand over my arse and stuck his finger in me. He must have had some lube because it slid in easily and then he worked it in and out. “Nice.” he said.”Go on then.”

Part 1 I’d been to the underground club at King’s Cross a few times over the years, usually on an afternoon when I was in London on business. It’s a sleazy basement bar beneath a gay pub near the station. Dingy, dirty and smelly, it runs various fetish themes including naked sessions which I tried to get to when I was in town. It attracts people who are only interested in sex in all its variations, so the clientele is varied – older, younger, fat, thin and over the years the sex was always raunchy, and usually bareback. I had no problems with that, and had bare backed over the years myself although I was still neg. Then I got a contract to work in London for six months and had to stay over in a local hotel. I realised that I could get a tube into King’s Cross after work and go to an evening session. I saw that one evening per week the theme was “streams of piss” which intrigued me. By the description it was going to be wet and wild, and I guessed the clientele might be even more sleazy than usual. I had never tried piss fun, and was intrigued the more I thought about it. The reviews said it was just a basement bar – no showers or facilities – so it was best to bring a towel and some wipes! So one evening I packed some old trainers and a towel in a backpack and headed up to town. You go round the side of the pub and down some steps to the basement. On the right is a room where they store your clothes. They give you a big bag and you go through the door to the left into the bar area which is dimly lit with a bar ahead, toilets to the left and a large play area to the right with small, dark, arched store rooms leading off. After six on SOP nights, they put a large paddling pool in the middle where people sit/kneel to have men piss on them. But, as I was soon to discover, men would piss on others anywhere throughout the club. It was still early and there were few men there yet. I stripped off and put on my old trainers. It felt really strange and a bit scarey to get nude in a public bar and carry your clothes in a bag back out the door to the store room. I had taken a Viagra on the way, and my cock had the familiar tingling sensation as the drug kicked in so was hanging half-hard as I handed over the bag but the guy just smiled and gave me a ticket for the bag. I took a deep breath and went back into the bar. There were one or two naked men, older than me, wandering around. The atmosphere, excitement and anticipation had kicked in and my cock rose to a satisfying erection as I ordered a beer. The play area had drapes screening off some areas from the bar. So, leaving my beer on a side counter, I wandered over to see whether anything was happening. It was about to change my life. Around one of the drapes, a young, plump man was kneeling on a bench being fucked in the arse by a muscular Asian guy whose body was running with sweat. As I got closer, I could see his bare cock sliding in and out of the lubed arsehole. He smiled at me as he thrust in and out and offered me a bottle of poppers. I knew it was risky with the Viagra, but I took a sniff and felt the familiar rush to the head and groin. The young man stood up and the Asian guy’s cock flopped out long and glistening in the dim light. The young man just wandered off. Without a word, the Asian man grabbed my arm and pulled me to kneel on the bench. He raised my arse a little and I felt lube being rubbed into my hole. Next thing I knew, his long, smooth cock was sliding up inside me. I gasped with surprise and excitement. He started to thrust in and out and I felt a moments panic. I had barebacked before, but never in such sleazy circumstances. Should I take the risk? What if he came in me? From the corner of my eye, I noticed the young chubby guy return, a beer in his hand. He came closer and watched me being fucked, then reached for his cock and pointed it. Then I felt a hot stream of piss splash over my back and my backside. I gasped with pleasure and felt myself sinking into the depravity of what was happening. The Asian guy growled with pleasure and I felt his thrusts becoming more urgent. I could tell he was going to come and started to squirm with a sense of fear. Somehow I knew this man was going to poz me if I let him. Suddenly, as if sensing what was in my mind, the young man thrust a brown bottle under my nose. I tried to avoid it, but the fumes washed into me. I heard him whisper “Cum in him! Fuck him up!” I knew what was going to happen, but I gave way to it, the poppers making me so horny I arched my back to meet his cock sliding in and out. “Oh yeah!” I heard him gasp. He grabbed my hips in his bony fingers and pulled me tight. At the same time I felt his cock throbbing and throbbing as he filled me hole with sperm. After a few minutes, he pulled out and I felt a gush of cum slide down over my balls. I stood up and saw him walking off towards the bar as if I was nothing but a hole to him. The chubby guy smiled and smacked my arse. “Now your well fucked, mate! I seen him before. Toxic as hell!” Then he looked down at my cock which was stiff as a poker. “I guess it turns you on, eh? Getting pregnant like that?” I blushed, but he was right. The thought of the dirty sperm already swimming in my guts made my heart pound and my mouth dry with fear and excitement. He turned, knelt on the bench and spread his cheeks, revealing a slack, puffy wet hole. “Climb on, buddy.” He said. “Give me your last neg load.” My heart was pumping and I was reeling from what he had said. But it was too late now, and I knew in my heart I’d crossed a line. Then I got behind him and slid my cock into the delicious warmth of his rectum, giving myself up to it and knowing I had become a pig.

When I got home, Grandad was in the kitchen watching my mother prepare dinner. He was sat on a kitchen chair wearing an old, stained bathrobe which was open at the front. He was stroking his cock as she prepared the food at the counter. "Hi Timmy" She said as I came in. "You're a little late." "Yeah, just kicked around with Peter on the way home." Grandad grinned, and continued to stroke his cock which was now rigid against his hairy belly. "Bet you got up to no good," He winked at my mother. " A friend saw you go in the toilet earlier." I blushed and nodded. "Naughty boy." Said Mom casually, " You never know what you might catch." Grandad laughed. "Too late for that! Show us your arse, Timmy. I bet its dripping!" Mom wiped her hands on a towel and raised an eyebrow. "Well?" She said. I undid my belt and pushed my trousers and pants down. They ignored my stiffening cock as grandad pulled me face down over the table. He pulled my cheeks apart and said "Thought so! Look how wet it is!" Mom laughed and slapped my arse. "Bad boy! Guess you'd better atone and do your grandad a favour." She returned to the counter as grandad got to his feet, dropped the robe and got behind me. I grunted as his shaft slid easliy up me through the lube and spunk and he began to thrust happily in and out. "N..nice.." He gasped. "...what time...oof...what time is dinner?" She turned and checked the clock. "About twenty minutes, I guess. Now hurry up 'cos I need to lay the table." "Yes, mam!" He laughed and began to seriously fuck me, working himeslf up to a climax. She came and stood beside us, stroking my hair and tweaking his nipples. "Gonna cum....aaah!" He cried as his cock throbbed and throbbed and spurted in me. Eventually, he stood back and his softening cock plopped out of my hole which dripped onto the floor "Right," my mother said, slapping my bum again. "Get that mess on the floor cleaned up then the pair of you clear off whilst I finish dinner."

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I pulled out and watched as he got off Peter, noting the gush of spunk as his cock came out of the plump backside. He dug an old rag from his pocket and wiped his cock, then wiped Peter's hole. "Thanks," He said and picked up his bucket. "I'll be back same time tomorrow. Make sure one of you is here for a fuck." Then he left. We dressed and headed home. Peter was quiet and then he blushed and said "Do..do..do you think I'm pregnant now, Timmy?" I grinned at him. "With all the babies in you today, I think you might be! How do you feel?" We had reached his home. Peter usually went in by the back gate, next to his Dad's shed. "I.. I like it" He mumbled. I noticed his trousers bulging and he looked at me with a pleading expression. I pulled him into the space beside the shed and dropped my trousers and pants. "Can't have you going home like that I said. Stick it in and cum," He needed no second invitation. Quickly he got his small cock out which was stiff as a poker.He got behing me and I felt him stabbing between my buttocks. I reached back and guided him in. He gave a small cry of pleasure and then was humping me like a rabbit. "It's coming out of me!" He gasped. I pushed back and was rewarded with his orgasm, feeling him push and throb, push and throb as he spurted his juicy sperm into me. After a moment he pulled out. "Thanks." He said. "See you tomorrow," I replied. "And you'd better rinse out your pants if you don't want your mum to find the spunk stains," I watched him go and headed home, smiling as I felt the wetness between my cheeks.

Hesitantly, Peter got to his knees and the man waddled over to him. The lad eyed the inflamed, wart covered cock and looked at me imploringly. I just shrugged, aware of my own erection straining in my pants and the man grinned. "Turns you on, does it? Your mate sucking my filthy cock?" As he spoke, he grasped Peter's head and slid his cock into his mouth. Peter gagged and resisted, then shuddered and gave in, grasping the man's hairy balls and sucking his cock. "Nice!" Said the man. "Lick the shaft" Peter did as he was told, and I watched his pink tongue caress the shaft and lick over the warts which clustered like tiny grapes. I took out my cock and began to rub it. The man gestured me over and grasped my erection in his grubby fist and began to wank me. "Dirty bastards!" He chuckled, raising Peter up, turning him round and bending him over. He scratched at the sores on his belly, then stuck a finger into Peter's arsehole. Peter winced as the man's slimey finger ploughed into him. "Oh yeah! Got some spunk up there already haven't you boy?" Peter nodded and I watched as the man pressed the head of his cock into Peter's anus. It slid in easily until the rash on his belly was pressed against Peter's plump bottom. The man gave a sigh of satisfaction. "That's smooth! " He began to slide sensuously in and out until Peter was groaning and pushing back to meet the thrusts of the diseased cock in his rectum. I was so excited and the janitor noticed how hard my cock was. "Got some lube?" He asked. I nodded and dug the tube out of my pocket. "Fuck me, then. "He said. "I love it up my arse when I'm fucking." He bent forward over Peter's back and spread his cheeks. His hole was puffy and slack and there was a nasty sore on his anus. I hesitated, but he took my arm and said " Come on...ooof thats good ...stick it in or I'll have to...ahhh.. report you." To be honest, I didn't need much persuasion. The thought of sliding my cock into that diseased hole was almost too much to bear. I squeezed some lube onto my finger and anointed his hole, smearing it inside and out over the large sore at the entrance. I dropped my trousers and pants and got behind him. For a second I hesitated but he reached back, grasped my cock and rubbed the head over his hole and around the sore. With a gasp I pushed forward, watching his hole open around my cock as it slid deliciously up into his backside until I was crouched over him fucking his arse as he buggered Peter beneath him. It didn't last long. I heard him start to grunt like a pig as he thrust harder into the plump bottom beneath him. "Gonna cum!" He gasped. "Take my dirty spunk!" With that he grunted and shuddered beneath me and I knew he was filling Peter with his sperm. I kept thrusting as he finished and sagged over Peter's back. "Cum up me!" He gasped. I didn't need a second invitation. I thrust right up him and spurted gloriously and hard into his rectum. moving my cock in ecstasy deep inside him....

I looked over my shoulder and saw a short, fat man in a boiler suit carrying a mop and bucket. "You dirty bastards, I ought to report you!" He said. But I noticed his tongue lick his lips even as Peter went whire, pulled up his trousers and pants and begged the guy not to get us into trouble. The man looked him up and down and put his head on one side. "Well..." He said. "Maybe we could come to an arrangement" He pulled a sign saying "closed for cleaning" from the bucket and hung it on the door which he closed and locked. "Please mister." Said Peter. "Just let us go. I don't want to get into trouble." The man grinned and began to unbutton his boiler suit. "Based on what I saw, you're already in trouble! Don'tcha know it's a bad idea to take raw cum in your arse? Dont'cha know what diseases you can catch?" I just stood and watched, knowing what was to come. This guy was going to exact a price and it looked like Peter was going to pay it. "Well, its too late now." He said, dropping the boiler suit and gripping his stiffening cock in his fist. I noticed two things. One, the guy's fat belly and thighs were covered in weeping sores and blotches and, two, his glistening cock-head and shaft were mottled with large, angry red warts. Peter's eyes widened when he saw this and he looked imploringly at me but I just shook my head. "We better do as he says or we're in trouble. He might call the cops." "Sensible." Said the man then turned to Peter. "Drop those panties and show me your bum." "Please...don't" Said my friend but the man beckoned with a fat forefinger "Do it!" Slowly, Peter lowered pants and trousers and turned to show his arse. "Nice!" Said the man. "Spread the cheeks!" Peter did as he was told, exposing the puffy hole still wet with spunk. "Lovely! Now on your knees and suck my cock!" to be contd.

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Scorpion man sighed happily and stood back, his glistening cock flopping out of Peter's arsehole along with a gush of cum. The older guy with the thinning hair raised his eyebrow questioningly at me and I smiled and nodded. "Knock him up," I whispered. Peter was still bent over a wash basin gasping from having been roughly fucked, and didn't resist as the man got behind him and slid his diseased cock up my friend. "Oh..oh...oh yeah!" Peter gasped, thrusting his arse up and back to meet the old guy's thrusts. The man raised his tee-shirt and looked down at his cock as he fucked, an evil grin on his face. The other two had dropped their pants and were wanking furiously. One was old, fat with a jolly face dripping with sweat. It seemed a shame to make them wait. I quickly dropped trousers and underwear and bent over next to Peter and offered my bottom to the old man who gratefully waddled behind me and slid his cock in. It was so slick with precum it didn't need any lube, and I relaxed into his thrusts. Peter looked at me beside him and smiled. I leant sideways and kissed him as we were bred, our bellies soon filled with old men's sperm. When All four had bred us, they quickly dressed and left us gasping and naked from the waist down over the wash-basins. I reached and fingered Peter's dripping hole and he did the same for mine, then we licked our fingers and shuddered with the filthiness of it. Then a voice said "What the hell's going on here?"....