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I could not control myself on the way from St Louis to Atlanta. I had several clients set up. I'm sucessful as an escort because not only am I hot and masculine, I love fucking men. I'd do this even if I didn't get paid. I can cum all day. Twice I stopped on the road to masturbate by myself, thinking of the fun I would be having later in the evening. The third time an older man followed me and put his fingers in the stall door before I could shut it and slipped inside. He must have known what I wanted. He was a daddy-type, 50ish, greying hair, masculine, an ex-football player guy. I looked at him and thought, boy do I have a friend who'd like you. I had my bug chasing buddy in Atlanta who was meeting me, cute twink type. And he loved older men. No sooner had these thoughts gone through my head than the daddy in the stall unzipped my pants and stroked my cock until it was rock hard. I took out some herb and we shared a few hits. He then dropped to his knees, licked and then started sucking my shaft. I unloaded into his mouth while taking a long hit. Damn was I being a bad boy. I had promised my first client my first load of they day. Well, he wouldn't notice. So I got into Atlanta and to the hotel with my first client, forty something married guy who craves cock on the side. Unlike most married's he's into kissing. We make out for awhile and he's reallying into it, loves tounge kissing while we're stoking. It's a bareback night for me, and I'm his regular bud so I turn him on his hands and knees and fuck him. He's a hot guy, medium hairy, nice build, hot fucking ass in the air. I push my hard cock gently inside him. His only experiences have been with me. He tells me how good it feels to have a man inside him. I rub his ass and back as I start to fuck him. Soon he's loving it, panting and pleading for more. I shoot a big load into him and he's satisified. On to the real fun. I have four clients lined up, all daddy's my twink will love mainly because they are all HIV-Positive. My bug chasing buddy is 5'11" 145 pounds white 8.5 cut. Each daddy pays me $300 for this meeting. In addition to the fee each had to be HIV-Positive. We all meet up at another hotel. My buddy is horny as hell. He picks one to call his Dad and others are Dad's buddies. The one he calls his dad has hepatitis-c in addition to HIV. He gets naked for them as they sit around and watch, and then they all feel him up, even his "Dad", and they play with cock and finger his ass. I'm sitting at the side rock hard and stroking. I'm loving the show. He undresses each of them them and then sensually rubs himself against them. I suggest the Daddies all stand in a row. He sucks them all like that, calling the one 60ish guy in grey hair Daddy. Then he gets on the bed. Before they each take turns fucking him, I use a toothbrush inside his to rough up his hole and cut it up. This would help ensure conversion. His "Dad" really gets into it, calling him "son" and making him beg for his infection. He starts with him on his hands and knees. He's got a belly and it lays on the buddies ass while he's fucking him. His daddy then turns him over and pounds his ass, kissing him and sucking on his nipples. They both are hot and screaming passionately. I'm stroking but holding it back. I want my bud once daddy is done with him. Each daddy takes a turn rough fucking his ass using only spit and the previous daddy's toxic jizz as lube. The twink begs for each of the daddy's to convert his ass as they fuck him. Fuck, so hot how they cum inside him knowing that he is possibly still HIV-Negative. Man do I have one satisfied client base. After "Dad" leaves, I turn my bud and do him doggy style. I love his sloppy ass, so open and lubed with other men's toxic cum. He tells me how much he loved the daddies' barebacking him and that sends me over the edge, shooting my last load of the night into him. We make out for awhile and fall asleep. The next day I had a date with a doctor outside of Nashville. http://fuckworker.blogspot.com/2012/03/daddies-poz-fuck-bug-chasing-twink.html- 1 reply
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[Just tonight I found this story on my hard drive, I can't recall where I originally downloaded it. Unfortunately, its only Part One, whoever wrote it never finished it. Be that as it may, its not a bad story, so here it is . . . ] I remember the first game of the league playoffs like it was yesterday. At just age 18 I had made it into one of the most popular soccer teams and the British league. I had known I was gay since I was at least 12, but no one on the team knew, or so I thought. The guys on our team for the most part were drop dead gorgeous. Girls from all over would flock to our hotel rooms, trying to get a peek at our bods or least have a conversation with one of the guys. The girls thought I was pretty handsome, and I did the best I could to keep them entertained in the sight of my buddies. Our first league game was a roaring success. We crushed our competition, and we were invited to a kick ass party at the hotel. While in the shower room I noticed the team manager and a few of the senior players shoulders all had the same, very strange tattoo: it was a red biohazard sign with some Celtic designs. Being a rookie, I had not showered with the guys before. I was quite blown away by what I saw. Jason, the team captain, was covered in body hair. His hair was so thick on his chest that I couldn't even see his nipples through it. Hanging between his legs was a long, thick uncut dick. The head of his cock was hidden beneath a very long loose puckered foreskin. The hair on his legs was thick and black like the hair on his head. Kyle, Jason's best friend, was almost hairless. He had hair on his head, and a little under his arms but the rest of his body was shaved. His nipples were beautiful golden brown circles that appeared to be chewed on or least pumped up. Unlike Jason who kept his foreskin pulled over his dick, Kyle was careful to keep his skin pulled back bunched up behind the head of his cock. You could tell he really cared about keeping it clean and dry. His abs were very well pronounced, and the veins in his legs and arms popped around his muscles. Ian, an up-and-coming future captain, was Hispanic and imported to our league. His body was covered with tattoos. Mostly of Hispanic nature, except for the red biohazard tattoo that he and the other two shared. Ian was not very hairy, just possessing a treasure trail and some fairly bushy armpits. The cock between his legs however was amazing. It looked like someone stretched a brown vein laden foreskin over a beer can. After several knowing glances were exchanged between my teammates I realized I was busted. They had caught me staring and by the looks on their faces it seemed like they were approving of my attention. "Eric, great game man," Jason said as he crossed the shower room and patted me on the back. "Yeah, way to kick some ass man." Ian congratulated as he punched me on the arm. "Bet the bitches would love to get a hold of this piece of rookie meat!" Kyle said as he grabbed my dick. I try to move away but Ian and Jason held me in place. "Dude, it's ok man." Jason whispered in my ear, " we know you're gay, and so are we. We even have our own little club, and we fuck around … a lot." After a few moments of cock stroking, I relaxed and gave in to the pleasurable hand job I was receiving. The guys began chewing on my neck and my dick sprung to its full 8 ½ inch glory. The guys stopped their assault abruptly, rinsed off and headed to the locker room. I hung back in the shower completely amazed at what had just happened. I had been fantasizing about having sex with these guys but thought I had no chance since they were all pussy pounding straight guys. I was so horny and wanted to masturbate right there in the shower so that I could have a good time at the party. I had only just begun jacking off when Jason peeked into the shower. "Come on you bloody wanker, hands off the dick and get dressed. We have a party to get to." Reluctantly I stopped my self abuse and went to the locker room to get dressed. The guys were gone by the time I finished, so I headed off to the party alone. The bar was absolutely packed. The entire team, most of their girlfriends, and half the tarts in the city were all there chatting, flirting and seducing anyone within reach. It was hard to hear yourself think, more or less have a decent conversation with anybody at the bar. I decided to grab a drink and head to the table in the corner of the room out of the way so that I could ponder what had just happened in the shower room. After a few moments of solitude, Jason, Kyle and Ian came strutting towards my table. They were wearing tailored suits, and looking absolutely hot. Drinks in hand, they surrounded me in the booth. We shot the shit for a while, talking about our conquests, growing up gay, and the pressures of hiding our sexuality from the team. I found out that most of the team knows about these guys, but are afraid to say a word because of getting their asses kicked both on and off the field. "You guys mentioned you had your own club, what kind of club is it?" I asked, after having several rounds of alcohol. They looked at each other somewhat apprehensively then seemed to nod in approval that they would let me in on their little secret. "You see this symbol," Jason nervously whispered as he lifted his sleeve, "that's the membership symbol for our club. We can have sex with who we want, when we want and how we want without any regrets or reservations." "That's right," Kyle chimed in, "we'll have sex with anybody, any time just for the hell of it. We have nothing to lose, only pleasure to gain." "Nothing to lose, only pleasure to gain?" I asked. "What the hell does that mean?" "We can't talk about it here," Jason said, "let's go back to your hotel room and we'll talk there but hear this, if you tell anyone anything about what we talk about, you will regret it. We will hunt you down, and make you eat your words. To you understand?" "Sure," I said "let's ditch this place and go back to my room." As soon as my hotel door closed, all three of my teammates began to attack me. Kyle was chewing on my ears and my neck, Ian stood behind me and ran his hands up and down my rib cage and under my arms. Jason got on his knees and began to undo my belt and trousers. "Damn Eric, this is really nice." Jason said as he pulled my uncut cock from my underwear. With that he began sucking on my dick. The feelings were fucking awesome. I was being chewed on, rubbed and sucked on altogether. The more I moaned or rocked in pleasure the harder and more in earnest the guys worked on me. Eventually after a shirt flew this way and a pair of pants flew that way everybody was naked. I noticed again the beautiful red tattoos that the guys had on their shoulders. It brought me back to earth and so I asked again. "So tell me," I asked "nothing to lose, only pleasure to gain. What is this club all about?" Jason pulled himself off my cock and stood up to answer the question. His mouth was quickly replaced by Ian's. It was hard to concentrate on the story, but I did my best to keep up. "Well you see," Jason seductively explained, while his friends pleasured my body, "we all have a special gift, a gift that allows us to live life to its fullest. A gift that brings with it unlimited sex, lust and power." Kyle moaned at that and dropped to his knees behind me and began to eat my ass. As soon as my eyes rolled back in my head in pleasure Jason continued. "The special power we have is that we're Poz, we have aids and we celebrate our oneness by sexual debauchery." I moaned, licked my lips and rocked my hips as I processed the information. Then it hit me. "Oh god," I said as I pulled away from them and backed into the corner. "Oh my fucking god. You guys are trying to kill me. Why would you want to do that? You're sick and twisted." "That's not true my friend," Jason said. "First of all, you can't get aids from getting your dick sucked or your ass eaten. Second of all, were not trying to kill you. We want to give you life. A life without fear, hesitation or regret. Just endless sex with anyone you choose knowing that it's ok. You can't be hurt because once you have the gift no one can take it from you. Life becomes a celebration of pleasure. Every day, another chance to enjoy the feelings someone else can give you. We could do that to you Eric, all you have to do is ask." "Fuck no," I shouted "you guys are fucking sick." "Suit yourself man," Jason said, "but I’m fucking horny, so my boys and I are going to play." Reluctantly, I sat down on one of the beds and watched the scene as it played out before my eyes. Jason's uncut cock had grown to about 9 inches. His foreskin was still bunched around the head of his dick. Kyle went to his knees in front of Jason. This seemed to drive them both wild. They both licked in earnest until Jason's dick was wet with spit. When they were finished Ian and Kyle got their feet and all three shared a wet kiss. My cock was rockhard and dripping with pre-come. Hard as I fought it, I had to admit that my buddies piggy actions were turning me on. Kyle lay on his back and pulled his legs up in the air as Jason knelt on the floor and began to lick his ass. "Fuck yeah Jason," Kyle barked, "tongue my hole man. Eat me good!" Kyle winced and weathered as Jason's stubbly face worked itself in out and around his hole. "You want me to fuck you?" Jason demanded" you want me to load your ass up? Tell me, what do you want boy!" "Fuck me hard Jason," Kyle panted "knock me up with that toxic load man." Jason lined his cock up to Kyle's ass hole and then looked over at Eric. "Hey Eric, you watching this?" Jason asked. "No condom, guess what that means? Make sure you watch his face when I re- infect him. Nothing feels more satisfying than popping a Poz load." Kyle winced and moaned as Jason's long death pole pushed past his rosebud. Kyle's eyes were a mixture of pain and lust as he turned his head to me and locked eyes. In spite of myself, I grabbed my cock and began beating off watching Kyle get fucked. My cock was slick with pre-come, and the sounds and smells of the room had me on edge. Ian, who had been standing by watching, climbed onto the bed and straddled Kyle's torso facing Jason. As Jason neared busting his nut, Ian let out a steady stream of piss. He aimed for Kyle's ass hole, getting it all wet and then he traced up Jason's torso, dousing his hairy pelt and then aiming directly into Jason's mouth. Jason choked and swallowed then his face went all tense as he shot his poison load into Kyle's ass. Ian went crazy, half drowning Jason in piss till his orgasm subsided. After finishing his piss, Ian took Jason's place and began pushing his beer can cock into Kyle's used fuck hole. "Ouch," Kyle screamed, "you're fucking tearing me apart! Ian took this cue to began pounding in earnest. Kyle's reactions went from pleasure to pain, moments of ecstasy to moments of agony. "Look at Eric," Jason told Kyle, "he's hot for it man. Look at him stroke that neg cock. Ain't it fucking beautiful." "You want him to suck it," Jason asked me, "don't you pussy boy?" My head was reeling, but all I could think was yes, yes I did want Kyle to suck me. Without even realizing that I was doing it, I got off the bed and walked over to my teammates, cock in hand ready to get a blow-job. Just as Kyle's tongue hit the tip of my horny cock, Jason shoved me back onto my bed. "Fuck off, you pussy wanker," Jason shouted at me, "you are not man enough to play with the likes of us." With lots of moaning and grunting, Ian shot his load way up inside of Kyle's ass. Even though I was angry at Jason's rejection, I was still very hot and horny. Jason returned to the floor next to Ian and they took turns eating their combined loads from Kyle's ass, sucking his cock, and kissing each other. Watching the bugged cum ooze from Kyle's whole onto Jason and Ian's tongues was mind numbing. Kyle began bucking his hips violently and piston fucking his cock in and out of Jason's mouth. With a mighty yell Kyle blasted his bug juice between Jason's lips. Proud and satisfied, Jason walked over to my bed. He opened his mouth and showed me a mouth full of Kyle's seed. He then took hold of his dick, skinned back his foreskin, and let loose a ******* of warm piss all over me. "Open up, pussy boy" Jason yelled as his piss stream assaulted my face. Scared and turned on, I opened my mouth and took his urine. As I swallowed his piss, and I busted my load all over my abdomen. "Now lay there all-night and wallow in that mess" Jason commanded me. "Oh, and don't worry chicken shit, my urine was clean." Rather than going back to their rooms or even showering, all three snuggled into the other bed. They seemed to enjoy the fact that it was soaked with piss and come. I tossed and turned all-night long. All I could think of was how hot the scene was that had played out all night. All that seemed to matter to me was gaining Jason's approval. He had showed me how hot their play could be and had marked me as his own territory with the gift of piss. After several dreams about Jason rejecting me from their sex play I decided I had to get in. I realized that I truly wanted to be one of them. The thought of them Pozzing me up seem to become more and more the right answer for me. In desperation, I went through my gear bag, and pulled out a grease pencil that we use to blacken our eyes during sunny games. Using a fresh athletic shirt, I wrote "Please Poz this bitch" on the back and then drew an arrow toward my negative ass. I then pissed on the front, soaking it down and put it on. Then on my knees, I laid crossed the bed with my ass in the air waiting for them to wake up. It was about 6 a.m. When Jason finally got up to take his morning piss. "Well fuck me up boys," Jason shouted as he woke up the other teammates. "Guess who wants to get gifted." The guys woke up and slowly figured out the matter at hand. "The cunt wants to get Pozzed guys. I knew he would come around." Jason celebrated. On Jason's cue, all three let loose with *******s of piss, soaking me, their pre-initiate head to toe. I moaned as their warm love liquid poured all over my body. I was beginning to accept what was about to come, my initiation and conversion to their way of life. They helped me to my feet, ripped off my shirt and bent me over the bed. "Get his shaving kit and grab his toothbrush." Jason instructed Ian. I was really curious why Jason would need my toothbrush. At first I thought he was insinuating that I had bad breath. The reason became apparent however when I felt the bristles of my toothbrush being worked around my asshole. I clamped my hole shut tight so that he couldn't hurt me. "Come on Eric," Jason whispered, "let the toothbrush in. I'm going to work it around inside you. This way we can be sure that we don't waste our precious Poz cum. You to want to be one of us don't you?" "Yes," I sobbed, as he penetrated my ass and began irritating my membranes. Ian and Kyle began licking and biting my nipples and body as Jason continued his toothbrush assault. "Okay," Jason said, "turn him over. As team captain I'm going to tap his negative ass first. Jason lined his unwashed cock up to my ass hole. He shoved the entire length into me all at once, no mercy, no warning. I screamed in pain and fear knowing that his lethal cock was now shoved into my bloody ass ready to bring me down "I’m in," Jason teased seductively "I’m Poz, your bloody, and I’m in. Are you ready to become one of us? Are you ready to incubate my butt babies inside you forever? Are you ready to be one with us in our Poz brotherhood?" Reason began to kick in and I started to cry uncontrollably. I shook my head yes, and Jason yelled "speak! Tell me what you want!" "I want to be yours," I sobbed "I want to be part of the brotherhood. I want to be Poz! I need to be Poz please, please I beg of you, Poz me now!" My brain was telling me to stop them, don't let this happen, yet with my words I sealed my fate. "We love you," Jason chanted "and we will give you your wish. As I cried to myself, Jason began to tenderly rock his pole back and forth inside my bloody ass. He breathed steadily as his momentum built. I was so scared I couldn't move. Knowing what was about to happen to me terrified me so much. I was going to be converted, I was going to die. Yet deep down inside I also knew how much I wanted it and how happy I would be in their good graces. "Here it comes," Jason said triumphantly as he began pumping his hot Poz death cum inside me. I could feel the warmth of his load as it coated the inside of my own bleeding rectum. He slowly pumped his shaft around inside of me, working his gift deeper and deeper into my negative ass. "Just remember," Jason whispered "I was your first Poz load. I own you. I am your true bug daddy!" To be continued...
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I was in an abusive relationship, just not with my partner. Does that sound odd? I guess it does, and it was not a healthy relationship. It also led to my becoming positive and my partner as well. Where do I start? I was in my mid 20’s and had been with my partner Luke for more than 5 years. (He was 18 years older than I.) I had always been attracted to masculine older men and I was pretty mature for my age. I wasn’t in a monogamous relationship per se, but the rules were pretty clear—no fucking without a rubber, no sex with guys we knew, be discreet and so on. Mostly I liked to watch guys beat off at a local bookstore and occasionally suck some dick, although I didn’t suck off guys. Then I met David. David was mid 40’s, swarthy, cocky, hairy and had a blunt thick dick. I met him at the bookstore and after cruising each other, he got me in a larger booth. I didn’t usually do that—I preferred glory holes as they gave me more control. David seemed to get me to do things I wasn’t comfortable with from the beginning. He pushed me to my knees and unzipped before commanding me to suck his big dick. I’ll admit I was excited as it was a big one and I kind of got off on his dominate attitude, but he wouldn’t let me get up from my knees. Indeed, I never stopped sucking until he had me swallow every drop of his load. I coughed and gagged a bit as it was a big load and he just rammed it down my throat despite my request that I not go that far. He said I was trainable and I should call him—he gave me his private number. I told him I was in a relationship and he just smirked and said I was now in a different type of one and he expected me to call. I didn’t call for several weeks. I wasn’t going to except I came across his number in my jacket and I was horny…I figured a little phone sex wouldn’t hurt. Well, we talked and he told me he wanted a boy he could use on a regular basis. I whacked off to our talk and played along with what he suggested saying that was secretly what I wanted as well. I said I’d call sometime soon to set something up and didn’t think anything more about it. I was sure surprised when David called me at home a few days later saying I better set our first play session up soon or he would have to talk to my partner about things. Shit! David had caller ID—something that was relatively new at the time. Against my better judgment, I set up a mid afternoon session at his work the next day. David worked for a large family business that managed a huge apartment complex in a nearby suburb. This meant he always had an unoccupied apartment for his use and a small gym near his office. I tried to set limits from the beginning, but he just moved them around or ignored them. By the end of our first session it was clear he wanted to use me regularly: that his seed was never “wasted” and his word was to be obeyed. Even though it was more than I wanted to do, I ate his hairy ass that first session, massaged him and sucked him off. Session by session David drove me down. He mixed demands with praise, and was not above threatening blackmail if I disobeyed. In fact, he photocopied my driver’s license while I waited naked for him in the gym sauna. (I had placed my clothes and wallet in a locker at his command over the phone and his lock was ajar and ready to secure it) I didn’t know that until a bit later when he started fucking me with just spit for lube. It started with condoms, but after a short while he started demanding it raw. Hell, I had been seeing him for less than 2 months a few times a week and he wanted to start to fuck me raw! He had paperwork to show he was negative, but I was very leery of crossing this line. He said I didn’t have to, but if I said no, I would be punished. I got my first bare ass spanking that day and was sobbing by the time he was done. I heard a click and heard him chuckle as he took a photo of my cheery red ass. I started to complain and he just spanked me harder and said my face wasn’t showing, bitch! David constantly drove the level of servitude up. I called at set times, set up an appointment and did as he told. It wasn’t that the sex wasn’t hot, but I wasn’t into being a slave and that was what he wanted. Sometimes he left a key to an apartment under a particular rock in his apartment complex and I would go to that apartment and get naked and wait for his arrival—frequently waiting longer that I wanted to. Then he added a blindfold to the routine and later earplugs so I couldn’t hear him come in. We were now at the 3+ month point when he announced that I was going to take his cum up my ass that day. (I was expected to be “prepared” to get fucked every time we met up.) He threw a folder down at me and in it was my photocopied driver’s license, photos he had taken of me when my ears were plugged and eyes blindfolded. Did my partner want to see these, David asked? I was speechless! He told me to lie on a weightlifting bench on my stomach. (The locker room was closed for “cleaning”.) I was crying as he spit on my ass and took me raw. It was rough and essentially rape, but I took it as there wasn’t another alternative. He wouldn’t cum without me begging for it and I think he totally got off breaking my safe sex vow between my partner and I. Step by step my limits were dashed—swallowing cum on command, taking cum up my ass and now he said it was time to start swallowing his piss. I had never done that for anyone, but with his spanking as motivation, I was now trained at doing that. You may wonder what this was doing for my love life at home? Well, Luke usually instigated sex and I always did my best to please him. Nevertheless, there was a growing wall between us due to self-esteem issues from my “training”. Luke LOVED his ass eaten deeply and for long periods of time. It was our foreplay almost every time we had sex. I had confessed my routine to David and he wanted to bring Luke down with me, I guess. After a month of taking David’s loads up my ass, he said it was time for my “pussy boyfriend” to take David’s load up his ass, too! I was dumbfounded! Luke was a top, and shy of drugging him, how the hell was David going to cum up Luke’s ass?? David was nothing if not inventive. He told me to push his cum out of my ass into my hand each night he bred me, then lick up his spooge and tongue fuck it into Luke. If I did this, he would let me cum with Luke, otherwise I would have to abstain from cumming except when David allowed it. As wrong as this was, I loved eating Luke’s firm hairy ass and I could usually open his ass pretty deep with my tongue. I would spread his ass and clamp my mouth to his ass when it was relaxed and open and push David’s cum in his ass with a combination of spitting and tonguing it in. It really turned David on to hear about this and I got lots of praise for marking my partner’s pussy with David’s virile seed. I’ll admit it, I got off on this despite it being nasty and taboo—maybe I liked it because it was so wrong. Maybe I was just at a point in my life where I was broken down. The biggest demand from David was now that he wanted to mark me as his property. He would pay to tattoo his initials on me somewhere it couldn’t be seen…around my ring finger under the ring Luke had given me, in my hairline somewhere, under a toe, etc. I drew the line at this. I told David I had already given him my servitude, but as he wasn’t supporting my financially in any way, he didn’t own me that way. David said he wanted to mark me as his and would put his thinking cap on for other alternatives. I guess at the 6 month point he got inspired. The next time I saw David he wasn’t alone. His good friend Barry was there with a boy and David said he wanted to have sex with me as Barry did his boy. David kept asking me what I thought of his buddy and wasn’t he hot. Well, Barry was hot! There was some quality about him beyond his physical charms that really called to me. I admitted my attraction for Barry to David and rather than being jealous, David seemed really pleased. “I think Barry should spend some quality time with us” was David’s comment. I wasn’t surprised to see Barry at our next session. He was also alone. I serviced David while Barry watched and encouraged me. I really liked Barry’s voice, hot body and open face. There really was something about Barry that I wanted. I asked David if I could suck Barry and he said you’ll be doing more than that soon! Barry ended up jacking off while French kissing me and David marked my ass with his big load. I wished it was Barry who had bred me. Barry was at the next session, but not before David had a little chat with me. “I have decided to give up tattooing you as a means of showing ownership.” David announced. “What I want instead is for you to give yourself to my buddy as a way of showing your obedience to me. I want Barry to mark you as I have and expect you to show him the same respect by asking for him to mark you and claim your ass.” I didn’t say anything so David grabbed my head and looked me in the eyes. “Will you do this for me, boy? Will you let another man breed you so I will know that you are willing to put my desires ahead of your limits?” I stared in David’s hard eyes and said nothing. “Do you need motivation?” David asked. I thought about how hard he would spank me this time and just shook my head no. “Will you do this for me, boy? Will you let Barry mark you because I have told you that I want it?” I simply shook my head yes and David cooed “good boy!” I was naked when Barry arrived. David seemed happier than I had ever seen him. He instructed me to start at Barry’s toes and worship his body. I’ll admit that I didn’t need much coaching. Barry touched me constantly and stared in my eyes with approval. His nods showed satisfaction and I wanted nothing more than to please him. Barry was David’s age, had a masculine barrel chest and slight beer gut with muscle underneath. He was hairy, balding, with soft brown eyes that seemed to look right through me. I guess I’d say he was my physical ideal and while he was totally masculine and in charge, I did not feel belittled or lessened by servicing him. I felt validated and complete. Truth be known, Barry was a daddy, not a master and that was what I wanted more than anything in the world. Barry softly moaned as I took his thick dick in my mouth. It was a bit of a struggle taking him to the root as he was a generous 8” long at least. He leaked precum like a sieve and it was crystal clear and sweet. I loved licking his nuts and watch a small string of pearl-like string of his precum fall from his piss slit. Barry moaned when I stuck my tongue out to capture his essence and smiled at me. I found myself melting. I didn’t pay attention to David photographing my session with Barry. When Barry kissed me I knew that I wasn’t going to back down. While David wanted me to do this to show my obedience to him, I was going to do this because Barry was what I wanted. After a blissful hour of pleasuring Barry and receiving the feedback that a boy but not a slave needs, I didn’t mind David saying it was time. David marked me first by pounding a load into me while I got my throat reamed by Barry. “Tell Barry what you want as a sign of your servitude to me” demanded David. I looked Barry in the eyes and said: “Barry, I want you to mark my ass with your seed as a means of me showing that David has ownership and control of me. David wants me to take your breeding and I want it, too.” David asked Barry if he was satisfied and I saw a troubled look cross Barry’s face, then he nodded. Maybe Barry didn’t want me, or didn’t want to do this because of David’s wishes. I was confused so I just looked down, Barry walked me away to another room, surrounded me in a bear hug and whispered if I really wanted to do this for David. I whispered that I did, then I told him that I really wanted this for myself, that he was the man I wanted and I hoped he would do me the honor of marking me as his own because I wasn’t doing this for David anymore. I guess Barry could see the sincerity in my eyes because he just stared in my eyes and then nodded yes. If you really want to be bound to me this way and you give me your consent, I’ll mark your ass as mine and you will belong to me, not David. Tears filled my eyes as I hugged him as tight as I could and thanked him for his understanding. My breeding was so unlike any David had given me. Although I was well lubricated with David’s seed, this fuck was about Barry and me. David wanted me on my back so he could look in my eyes and kiss me. It felt like being cherished instead of being used. My dick was rock hard and dripping as Barry slide inside me. He fucked me masterfully, but also with real passion. I wasn’t being used; I was becoming part of Barry. I never heard the camera clicking and David’s words to Barry to breed my ass and so on were just background noise. Sweat was dripping upon me from Barry and he asked me again and again if I wanted this. My pleading seemed to ignite something inside him. His fucking was now rutting and I mewled and begged him to give it to me. “I can’t stop it now, boy! I am breeding you and making you mine!” I cried out as I convulsed in an orgasm to beat all orgasms with my hands holding on to Barry in a death grip. My ass squeezed with my ejaculation and Barry’ rammed in as deep as he could go at that point and planted his seed deep in me. I swear time stood still for a moment and I held Barry against me tight and thanked him over and over again as I rubbed his sweat-slick back and kissed him a hundred times.. After Barry left, David said he was proud of me and thanked me for doing that for me. I never said who I had done it for and I was afraid he would know so I just looked down as usual. David said nothing has changed from your assigned protocol—I want you to seed your boyfriend’s pussy with both of our loads. I nodded. David was hard again as he told me how hot it was to see me get nailed by Barry and take his seed. He jacked off in my mouth as he said that we were going to need to play with Barry again and soon so David could know that I was forever marked as his. I just thought whatever, I was going to take Barry again to satisfy me and I was thinking about Barry as David made me drink his cum. I didn’t feel bad with Barry in my head. Barry was a frequent guest in our playtime and each time only seemed to strengthen our connection. Each evening after taking David’s load first and then Barry’s, I got as much of their seed into my partner as I could. At about my 9th month with David I called to say I wasn’t feeling good and to my surprise, David gave me time off from seeing him. He asked questions about how I was feeling and it wasn’t exactly concern I was hearing in his voice. I couldn’t put a finger on it, but he seemed pleased, almost. David was never a sensitive sort so I ignored it. I was sicker than a dog for a week After a few weeks I returned to servicing David and to my disappointment, Barry wasn’t there. I asked David in a way that I hoped wouldn’t get me punished, but David said that Barry had done his job and he didn’t need his services anymore to mark me. I asked David what he meant by Barry ‘doing his job’ and David just smirked. “I think it is pretty obvious” stated David. I just stared at David with an obviously confused look so he continued. “I told you I wanted you marked as my property. You refused my reasonable request to create a subtle tattoo so I had to think outside the box. I wanted you permanently marked and if I couldn’t do it externally, I thought I should do it internally.” I still wasn’t following. David explained “I love marking your ass with my seed, but as often as I do it, I know my seed is pushed out of your body quickly enough. My buddy Barry has seed that can bond with you and remain a part of you forever. I made sure you had his seed often until I know that it took,” A chill went down my back and I felt sick to my stomach. “Barry is poz???” I asked. “He sure is!” David boasted. I started to cry and David said I was now permanently marked as his and he would use me as long as he wanted. I sobbed that he wouldn’t get away with this, but David just played a cassette tape of me asking to be bred by David. He had also discreetly set up a video cam and it sure looked like I wanted to get pozzed by Barry. I had been played perfectly by David and I hung my head in shame. I hit rock bottom when my partner Luke got “the flu” shortly afterwards. At David’s command I had willingly seeded his ass numerous times with Barry’s toxic cum. I didn’t know what to do when luck brought Barry to me. I was at an AIDS fundraiser at the Eagle and there was Barry in leather never looking better. I felt tears well up and I sniffled if I could have a word with him in private. I told Barry what had happened and asked if he was a part of David’s deception. The strong gentleness I had always known from Barry melted away leaving a pissed off man in his place. He swore he only did what he did because I wanted it. He gave me his number and asked me to call him next week. He also kissed and hugged me and promised he would handle this for me—whatever that meant. A week later I met Barry at his house. He had a box with all the blackmail items and a large settlement from the apartment complex that David ran for both Luke and I. He also said David had been suitably punished. I asked how and Barry said he had beat the shit out of David for starters. Luke forgave me for falling into David’s web and I got permission to be Barry’s boy. It turned out that Luke liked Barry and respected him for stepping forth to make amends. I have been in a three way relationship ever since and we are all a family and we all share Barry’s DNA within us. 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It sounded like a great 30th birthday present from my partner Bill—a professional massage followed by some hot love making. I was down with that! Bill and I ate an early supper out at our favorite neighborhood dive and I had time for a relaxing shower before the masseuse arrived at 8. I took the liberty of getting clean and ready for some deep dicking by Bill after I was all relaxed from my massage. Jon advertized in the local GLBT rag with at least a few dozen competitors. Bill chose him because he listed his qualifications and training and didn’t feature a scantily dressed photo. I laughed at this and said what if I wanted a DEEP massage and Bill promised he would take care of that afterwards. I’ll admit it—I was horny! Jon showed up on time and set up his table in the back study of our house. Bill said he was going to watch some TV upstairs and he kissed me and told me to enjoy my birthday present. Jon said he could massage me naked or with underwear on—what ever my comfort level was. I hadn’t had a professional massage and told him I wanted the works. He smirked and winked while he said, “but, of course!” As my upper thighs were sore from working out at the gym, I asked if I could start on my back. Certainly he said as he turned on a CD with soft music on his little boom box and adjusted the lights low so I could be totally relaxed. Jon was good! He covered my naughty bits with a towel when he was working elsewhere and he quickly had me relaxed and very pliable. I guess massage can be hard work because I noticed he slipped out of his sweat pants to gym shorts and took off his short sleeve shirt to reveal a wife beater and an amazing chest—heck, the whole package was mighty nice! I tried to not pay attention to him as I turned over to my stomach. He worked my back over very well and I got so relaxed my right arm slide off the table. He changed position and stood on my right side—my arm was lightly in contact with his sizzling body. My head was within the opening in the table so it could remain lined up and not turned one way or the other. All I could see was the floor but my awareness seemed to spike. There was something in that simple connection between his body and my arm and his strong hands kneading me that made me feel very alive. He started working the small of my back and pressed against my arm a little closer. I was aware that my dick was reacting to this and a sigh slipped out. He reached down to grab my hand and place it back on the table. I missed the contact immediately, but his hands started working my ass and that caught my attention. I love my ass massaged by Bill, but Jon was like a bread maker working stiff dough. Whether it was right or not, I spread the legs to give him easier access. I was so in tune with this feeling of bliss. I could hear Jon’s steady breathing over the soft music. My own breathing was deep and I was in heaven. A soft moan slipped out of my mouth as he made me more pliant than I had ever been. He worked one leg and then the other—my ass still exposed and legs spread. When he worked the point where my legs connected with my ass, I could feel precum dripping out of me and I sighed and spread my legs a bit more. Jon’s slick oiled hands worked me like no one had before. It wasn’t exactly sexual, but I was harder than a rock and was started to pant a bit. He poured a bit more oil in his hands and was now working between my cheeks. When his fingers finally strayed against my hole I gasped out loud. Was this a massage or a seduction? I was monogamous with Bill, but I was so fucking turned on and relaxed that I couldn’t make a move to stop whatever Jon wanted. It was pretty obvious that I was enjoying this special attention. My ass clenched and relaxed in time with Jon’s ministrations. Jon said he was getting rather warm and I could hear him pulling off his shirt and perhaps slipping his shorts off. I wasn’t sure. All I knew is that I was so turned on! Jon’s next move surprised me. I felt his 5 o’clock scruff against my right ass cheek. He was just rubbing up and down my cheeks and I instinctively flexed my free hand against him. He was naked! He grabbed my hand and led it to what felt like a log between his legs. I groaned as I squeezed it and he now started licking my crack. I thrust against him and started milking his mighty tool as he started eating my hole. I was now moaning and was disappointed when he broke the connection. That disappointment quickly faded as I felt him climb on the table and he grabbed my ass cheeks hard and started tongue fucking and finger fucking me. My ass was as spread as it could be and I was scooting up a bit with my ass to give him better access. He moved up further and I could feel his dick against my ass. I was a bit nervous now. I hadn’t cheated on Bill before and taking an unknown man’s dick bare was not safe! As he slid his drooling shaft up and down my crack, he reached under and pinched my nipples. I moaned anew and he started nibbling and talking in my ear. He told me that he wanted to give me the ultimate birthday present. I didn’t say a word, just felt him pressing against my slightly open hole. He kept talking and said that Bill thought a deep massage would spice up his and my sex life. I finally told him I didn’t want to get caught and this wasn’t very safe. He laughed and said he wouldn’t fall off the table and hurt himself. He then said he only topped and I had nothing to worry about. He asked if I was poz and I said no pretty sharply. He said “perfect” and started pulling me up into the doggy position. I was shaking my head no even as he was lining up to penetrate me. I moaned no as he started pressing in earnest. It felt SO good to feel that thick head pop through my first ring. He stopped and continued to tweak my nipples and talk dirty to me. He told me he knew I wanted this and he was going to take me and give me what I really needed for my birthday. I groan and pushed back against him—together we worked to achieve total penetration. I liked hearing Jon’s gruff voice as he quietly spoke and got my even more turned on by his dirty talk. He asked me who was bigger—him or Bill. “You are.” I admitted. Who did I want fucking me? “You, Jon” “When we are done, I want you to shower and then fuck Bill with your hot hole—make sure he eats your ass first. I am going to make your hole really slick for Bill to enjoy—that will spice up your sex life and make me really happy that you shared this fuck with your partner.” Jon instructed. “Your ass is going to be so open and slippery from my fuck and my seed deep in you, boy! You want that, don’t you? You want to be a hole for me to breed? A receptacle for sperm? I moaned and admitted that I did. The pounding started going in overdrive! He was quietly cursing and tell me that he was going to own my ass and mark it as his own. I hadn’t read anything about pozzing talk at this point in my life so it was just a super turn on to hear that he wanted me so bad. I didn’t know what I was asking for when he started telling me what he wanted to hear from me. I was so hard as he pounded me that I begged for his seed, for him to breed my ass and make it his. “This is so hot, boy! Your partner paid to have you massaged but you are getting bred as well! 2 for 1, boy! All, right, fag boy, here comes your birthday gift—I am breeding you…now!!!” Jon rammed in as deep as he could and I could feel him jerking and spurting within me. The feeling made me shoot then and there. “Nothing finer than a boy shooting his load when he is finally bred right!” Jon sighed. He stayed in me sliding in and out as he worked his load into my receptive hole. Jon told me to keep his load in my ass so it would feel amazing for Bill later. I complied. Bill and I had great sex that night. He ate my ass and told me how relaxed and silky it was after my massage. I was hard from thinking about what he was doing and whose load he was tasting. Jon was right, Bill liked fucking my hole after Jon had bred it. A few months later I got sicker than a dog. A sense of dread filled me and later I tested poz. I couldn't find Jon's ad anymore and I had no way to contact him. I knew exactly what Jon had meant by his words! I had been bred for my birthday!
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Between new drugs that specifically target viral infected cells, bone marrow transfusions that seem to be effective in clinical trials, and even preventative vaccine research; I have a question for any Poz guys out there. While I know a certain amount of pride comes with your status, if there was a cure for HIV/AIDS would you take it? Do you think your Chaser/ gift-giver fetish would still be a turn on for you? Just curious... -
Probably the most oft requested thing by our curious readers is the story of the first time Zach or I took a poz load. Obviously our readers also have very dirty thoughts on their minds. The problem is neither of us knows when he first took a poz load. I can tell you the first time I knowingly took a poz load, but we do suspect a few tricks prior to that occasion of being poz. In fact, if it hadn't been for the revelation that some of the guys with whom we had barebacked were poz, we probably wouldn't have started exclusively barebacking or knowingly take poz loads (although I'm sure it we would have eventually reached this same point, just not at that time). Frankly, the more we learned who, in fact was poz, and indeed that most guys in the BB community are poz (even if they don't know it), the less it seemed important to fear exposure to poz loads. We had both been chatting online with various openly poz guys who were very hot and wanted to fuck around with us, but had shied away, knowing they were poz. Even though we had let guys dump loads into our asses without disclosure of HIV status, knowingly taking a poz load takes a certain leap of faith. It's like surrendering your virginity - all over again. One day I was on BBRT and received a message from a cute little European stud, Ivan. He was looking for other poz guys with whom to play. Needless to say, he was only interested in bareback. Since he said he only felt comfortable playing with other poz guys, I told him I had also just tested poz. Even though I preached about honesty, I figured in this case, disclosure rules didn’t apply, since I had the right to risk HIV, and I, being negative, couldn’t hurt this cutie. We chatted for quite a while and found out we had pretty much everything else in common - sexually speaking. He shared some photos and a video of him jerking off and blowing one of the biggest loads I'd ever seen. Immediately, visions of that load filling my ass filled my head. Even though there were other poz guys on line that night, at least a couple of whom I thought were hotter looking and with whom I would love to have played, something clicked while we were chatting and I knew that I wanted Ivan to fuck me - to be my first openly poz hook-up. He said he was generally a bottom, but I told him I really wanted to flip-fuck, and exchange loads. Happily he was game. I told Zach all about the exchange, and I shared the pictures and video. He seemed equally excited for me to get together with Ivan. I set up the hook-up for that night, wasting no time. Ivan said he had a four day load saved-up and couldn't go another night without getting off. I knew I was in for a big load and was excited as hell. On the drive over to his place, I had a mix of anxiety and excitement. The excitement won over though, ‘though, and the anxiety just pumped up my adrenaline. I arrived at Ivan’s place, and I wasted no time in telling him to start fucking me. Our clothes were off and he worked his cock into my ass within five minutes of my walking through the door. He was very easy to take since he was only about average sized, which for gay tops means small, but I was in it for the very large charged load. He fucked me for the better part of an hour, non-stop, and I was getting cramped. It turned out he had never cum in anyone before and was having trouble climaxing. I told him that I would fuck him and he could jerk-off and when about to come, he could fuck it into my hole. We proceeded with that plan. I started to play with Ivan’s ass: I could tell he was a natural bottom. His ass was small, bubble shaped, firm, and completely smooth. His hole was dark purple and puckery. I rimmed and fingered it for a while. It was quite tight for someone who was a self-professed bottom slut. His skin also had a distinctive flavor and smell that only foreigners have - not like the usual vanilla white American boys. Using just the spit from our rimming session, I slid my cock into him. Once past his tight hole, I found a large open cavity that was a playground for my cock and could definitely hold a lot of cum, just as one would expect of a natural cum-dump. It only took me a minute to shoot my load into his hole, and, I surprised myself by being able to get another load off. Guess the excitement was getting my balls in a tizzy. As I was pounding his ass for round-two, Ivan had been jacking his cock, and was rapidly approaching climax, so I pulled out, the cum and ass juices dripping of my cock, and likewise oozing out of his hole. I got on all fours, and he mounted me doggie style. I was ready to receive his load. He pointed his cock at my hole as he began to slide his cock in my hole. In the process of doing so, he apparently came, because I saw a stream of white cum gush from the tip of his cock and felt it well-up out of my hole. He rammed his cock into my hole and finished unloading in me for quite some time. He pulled his cock out of me and fingered my hole for a while, massaging the gobs and gobs of warm gooey poz cum into my hole. I went to the bathroom to clean-up a bit and bent over in front of the mirror to admire my own hole. It was glistening and irresistible, so I fingered myself a bit more, this time watching in the mirror. I pushed a little cum out and watched it dribble down from my hole. I fingered it around my asslips, and then licked my finger clean. I was mesmerized. I couldn't believe I had taken that plunge. I kept the rest of his cum inside me so I could feel its warmth while I fell asleep that night. That night I slept with dreams of all the other poz guys I had previously passed-up, and fantasized about what I would do with them when I had the chance.
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Seems like the older guys sort of like going thru the motions of being tricked. I don't know if they are acting-out or just give into the idea when they get hot. But always surprised at how easy it is to do a younger dude. Here's one for you. I was doing a neighbor kid this summer....18/19 or some such. I looked forward to it for several years and sort of strange how I always knew I'd get him some day but never felt in any hurry - he's sort of young for his age. But he was out of town this summer and planning on college in the fall so it was time. Think he had just a little experience - wasn't as nervous about it as if it was his first ever time, but definitely needed some lessons. Anyway, lots of sessions starting in June and it was fun plus nice having some nearby. We "forgot" ourselves a few times and barebacked, and pulled the old trick many more. So he leaves for school in late August but keeps in touch by email and I get to hear a little about his love life....not slutting around a lot but getting some at Ohio State....he talked about most as regular school buds but there was one guy I didn't get details on and sort of think that was "love" and was an older guy. The tone of his e-mails sort of changed in late November, he had something to tell me when he was home for Christmas, etc. Had me guessing that he had his test results and was wondering if he figured-out it was me or really thought he had converted that fast from his contacts at school. That was it - and you wouldn't believe what a perverse thrill it was to listen to him pouring out his story - feeling all pumped inside but having to act serious and sorry. I gave him all kinds of good advice, etc. He was pathetically grateful when I still wanted to bed him after knowing that he's poz!!!!!! BUT THE GREATEST THING: To keep my cover, course we'd be safe. He'd never topped me during the summer but got into it a little at school so he did me a couple times. Then the day after Christmas we had a nice long session. I did him first, then he was doing me. If course I made a big production of slipping the rubber off him...telling him how much I like him, that I wanted his sperm in me - poz or not whatever would be would be. At first it sort of freaked him, but he was horned pretty good by then and went for it. Tentative at first, but he got into it fast. I was looking forward to the thought of taking back my bugs that I had seeded over the summer - thought that was going to be a real turn-on.....but what was so over-the-top. As he was working me, I could see this transformation in him: like he had never considered breeding a guy on purpose – that he was totally into being safe with his newly toxic loads. But while it's going down I could just see the ideas forming in his head - how he was getting into the idea of pozzing me - and liking it! By the time he got to the squirt strokes, I knew he had moved onto a new stage. When he shot he was past making love to his old bud - he was definitely into gifting. No words to express the pride I felt! Anyway....he'll be driving back to college this week but we're spending tonight playing together. When he left for school the first time, it was sort of hard to say goodbye. This time will be a lot more gratifying for me knowing that he's going back looking to share my gift with his buds - what a feeling!
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These stories remind me of something that just happened couple of days ago. I was watching this dude who had just turned 18 years old for several weeks, trying to figure out if he was gay or what. My gaydar was going off the chart every time I saw him. He was kind of the Frat looking college boy who happened to live in the same apartment building as do I. One night after I was undressed, watching TV which I always do. It was around 9:00 P.M. and I heard a knock at the door. I could not imagine who the hell it was, so I pulled-on a pair of jeans and answered the door. It was that damn kid. I just stood there with my mouth, open, probably. It turned out he had lost his house key and wanted to know if I had a credit card or something that he could use to open his door as he didn't want to call the manager, thereby incurring the charge. "Sure," I answered, and, finding an old used up Wal-Mart card, handed it to him. "Thanks. I'll bring it right back. Oh, in case you don't know, I'm in 209." Now I have seen him with a girl now and then but nothing looked too serious. Needless to say, after shutting the door behind him, my hormones started racing, thinking of all kinds of things I could do to this boy. Now I had at least 20 years on him, but figured I could teach him a lesson or two. I had no poppers or anything else, but did have plenty of cold beer so I worked-up a plan for his return. My cock stirring and being a top, I was really thinking 'Hmmmm. Tonight is the night to get this guy, who I suspect is a virgin'. I have been poz for quite a few years and really never thought of gifting it. I also didn't really give it much thought at the moment other then this boy's nice looks and slender body. He must have weighed 135 to 140 lbs. Well, I was as ready as I could be. He came back within a few minutes, saying he had opened the door, but apologized because the card was mangled. Thank god it was un-usable anyway. So I casually asked him to come in and have a beer with me. Happily he accepted my invitation, and sat on the couch with a cold one. I had a movie on that just started that I had pay per view. So he from what I saw was interested in the movie so things went smoothly from there. After he had guzzled down about 8 beers during the movie, he got up and went to take a piss. Not surprisingly he was a bit off balance some on the way upstairs to the bath room. "Hmmm" again I said to myself, "This might be my only time and should take advantage of it." Now this guy was as cute as they came. Being 18 he had his boyish looks and swimmers build, I could only imagine what was under those baggy clothes. He came back down and asked if I minded he had another beer. "Of course not!" I said cheerfully. The movie ended and was on regular TV and we just made small talk and he was slurring and telling me that it was his first time at really getting buzzed and it felt good. He was sitting on the couch next to me and I got up and got a beer also, But I was no way near drinking as much as was he. I came back and sat closer to him of course and he looked slightly tired and I just let things happen. I casually reached over and put my hand on his leg and asked him if he was ok. Sure he said. But I kept my hand on his leg. Half way from his knee to his crotch. He did not move and of course my cock started to stir. Maybe just maybe tonight was my lucky night. I had not gotten off in days so had a good load brewing. I got a little brave and took my hand off his leg and then said something funny to him and slapped him on the leg and my hand of course was a little higher up his leg this time and I kept it there. I was sporting a tent in my jeans as I proudly can say I am well hung, uncut, and thick about 9 inches and 6 inches in girth. So there was not much room once things started stirring, if you know what I mean. I decided then I would get up and go to the kitchen and get some chips and of course let him see me getting aroused. I watched him and his eyes locked right on my crotch. Brought back the chips and gave him a bowl and sat down next to him again. Now I could not tell with the baggy pants if he was getting hard or it was just a wrinkle in his pants but I kept a very eagle eye on it and kept reaching down to get chips from the bowl resting in his lap making the bowl move a little each time I did this. Finally I came to the conclusion this beer-induced lad was getting horny, so I went for it. No more playing around. I removed the bowl and reached over and groped his crotch and yeah, I was right he was getting hard. He did not push my hand away but he said that he was straight and if anything happened then I was to forget about it and that just got me going more. A straight boy! Either he was lying or he was being truthful - whichever, I had to get some of his ass! I told him to stand and we stood up and of course now I was bulging a big ol hard on and I took his hand and put it on my crotch. He said "Damn" and I told him to take off his shirt which he did in a flash. He was hot and bothered. Just the way I wanted him to be. Nice body, I just could not believe it. Nice and slim just the way I like them and very little hair above his belly button. I fumbled as I was kind of nervous with his snap on his pants as I was not sure how far I could go. And then unzipped him. His pants fell to the floor. He already had his shoes off as I make people take their shoes off when they come into the house. So only thing left was the boxers which was tenting beautifully. I reached down and squeezed his hard on and he kind of groaned. I then told him to step out of his pants and to follow me upstairs to the bedroom where the lighting was dim. He staggered up behind me still hard and I got him up in the bedroom and told him to sit down on the bed but before he did that to shed the boxers. Which he did. Out popped a very nice looking juicy cut cock with average shaft. But at the same time I saw his ass in the mirror, Nice bubble butt cheeks. Damn this made me really want it. So I slowly dropped to my knees and took his cock into my mouth and started sucking on it. He moaned and said he always wondered what that would feel like. I had me a pure virgin here. I asked him if he had been with any girls and he said "not yet." He was still too shy around them so they even though he was cute kind of stayed away. He was sitting down so I decided it was time to show my glory and unbuttoned my pants and dropped them to the floor and stepped out of them. I also had boxers on but it was very obvious I was horny. I then dropped my boxers and he looked at my uncut clean cock and said "damn" again. He said he never seen one that big only in pictures and I got closer to him and I said "taste it" He said "No, I',m straight. I replied "Look nobody will know but you and me and I really want you to suck my cock and I will suck yours." Of course I had other plans for him, but he didn't need to know that just then. So He got my root into his mouth and I pulled the skin back so he could get at the head. He could not take much of it as he would gag, so I got back on my knees and said "lay down and I will do yours." I sucked him for a few minutes and thank god for the beer, He was not a quick cummer. But I could feel the cum slowly filling his nuts and knew if I kept on I would get him off. Of course I was all in my glory as this is what I had wanted for months after he had moved in next to me. I told him to get on the bed and be doggie style and I would teach him a new trick. He readily did so asking why. I got behind him and slowly licked his back and down to his crack and then I got to the cherry. I licked it and tongue fucked it for several minutes with him saying it felt so damn good. He was glad that he was there but not to tell a soul. I promised I wouldn't. I had lube within reach which was baby oil, and I made as if I intended to give him a massage. He seemed to be keen on that so I dribbled some down his crack and slowly stuck my middle finger in. Not much but just a little and he bucked off. But I kept after him until finally he just gave up and let me put my finger up his ass. I did this until I could get 2 fingers up there and did not want to press my luck. I then without him noticing it lubed up my cum filled cock and knew damn well this was going to hurt. I almost felt sorry for him but I just had to have a piece of his ass. I got behind him and the skin was over my cock head again, but that was ok. It would move back when I did the deed. I took my legs and knees and slowly but surely spread his legs apart some more so he was really lined up. I then was ready. I put my cock head near his cherry hole and he felt what was coming and said "Hell no, You're not doing that." I of course knew all the tricks and replied "I need to get off all I want to do is put the head in and I will stop and beat off and shoot all over your back." After long moments I finally convinced him. More lube as this guy had no idea what was going to really happen to him. I stuck my cock head against his hole and slowly pushed in. He said "Dude that hurts like hell and you don't have a rubber. I said "sorry" and that I didnt need one as I was not going to cream up inside of him [Yeah! Right!] I again told him to just bite down and it would only hurt for a minute and I pressed on. I could feel my cock head slowly go past his pucker hole and the skin pulled slowly back as I went in. I just kept it there and stroked my cock for a few minutes and pressed a little more. It was like a "pop." The head was in and no protest. But I knew I still had to get the 9 inches into him and had a long way to go. I was where I wanted to be so I leaned somewhat on his back kissing and tongueing his back. He seemed to like it. Now I was ready for more and this was the end of the game. I did not want to hurt him or really rip him apart but definitely wanted all-the-way-in. I pressed onwards and sliding the shaft in. He protested, I said "dude, just hang on. Trust me - you're not gonna believe how great this will feel." You know those famous words. I then positioned myself so I could hold on to his somewhat bony waist and held on and I slowly but surely pressed on. I was half in and was fucking him with half of my cock and still he was protesting and that also I did not have a condom. I knew I was going to breed him tonight if it was the last thing I did. So with a quick movement his legs went out beneath him and on his stomach he went. I was still in him and was laying on his back with my weight on top of him. I was somewhat bigger then him so I had the advantage. I then said the hell with it. My cock head was in and about another 3 or 4 inches of the shaft. It was time for breeding. I then grabbed him around the chest and gave him a body hug, licked his ear and away I went. I sunk the rest of my thick cock into him all the way to the pubes. He let out a yell but that did not bother me. I just kept it there and let him get use to having it up his tight ass. It was hot. Here I was in a virgin ass with my thick pole. A piece of ass I have not had for some time. I then slowly pulled some out and put it back in. He just laid there kind of stunned at what was happening. His sweet ass was getting bred. I said the hell with it then and slowly pumped him until I was taking my cock out to almost the part of the head pulled out. I could even feel the foreskin go over the head a little and then I would slam it back in. It felt to a point that he was arching his back up in the air to take it. But it might have been my imagination. However this went on for what seemed quite awhile and he said "Don't cum in me" and I said "of course not." Little did he know. I had him right where I wanted him. I told him to slowly get to his knees as I wanted to make sure I was in to the hilt. He did and without my cock falling out. I then slowly picked up my speed as I knew I was going to cum pretty soon. This was too hot for me to handle. I reached around and made his cock hard and slowly stroked it with precum leaking out of it. Then the urge hit me. I pulled my cock out to the end for the last time and buried it deep into his ass up to the pubes of my bushy hair and felt my balls slap against his at the same time as I had low hangers but they were full. I was there, I shot my poz load deep inside of his tight ass. And I kept it there for a minute or so with him bitching that I had cum up his ass when he asked me not to. I was in no way getting soft and rested a minute and slowly started again. I fucked him hard and earnest for at least another 20 minutes and did the same thing and shot another poz load deep in his ass. Only he didn't know my cum was a special gift. I was done for the time being so let it get soft and fall out. It had a tinge of pink on it so I knew I had done some damage. I rolled him over and sucked on his cock and in no time he shot a huge load down my throat. He then just laid there as a rag doll, falling in and out of sleep. I cleaned up any goo that was left dripping down his sweet cock and told myself just one more load and I will be nice and let him go. I slowly turned him over and he did not protest this time. He knew it was coming and nothing he could do about it. I spread his legs and dipped my cock back into his pozzed filled cum hole and was off again. I did not need lube this time he had plenty of cum for that so I grinded my cock into him thrust after thrust and he said he was getting sore. That was ok, I thought and kept going. I put my hands and arms around his waist and lifted his ass up to my cock everytime I shoved my cock into him so he would get all that he could. I again shot another load. This was for some reason a long one. It was like I was never going to stop shooting. But of course I did. I pulled out and told him he could go home now if he wanted. He asked if I minded he just lay there for the night and I said hell no. We drifted off to sleep as he did not want to get off again. I woke up around 3:00 A.M. and had another raging hard on. And he was in the right exact position to get him again. I threw back the covers and lubed my cock and mounted him. He was sleeping but he woke up real fast when I shoved my thick 9 inches into him. I fucked him again for about 30 minutes and gave him his 4th load of poz cum. Then I reached over and felt a semi hard on so I toked on that until I got it real hard and sucked on it till he busted a nut. Then we fell asleep in earnest. Woke the next morning and he begged me not to tell anyone and I said "no way" but I wanted him to come over once in awhile just to play. He did not seem to keen on that but he did like looking at my swinging big cock. It was about 3 months after that I saw him going into the local ABS. He was not saying much to me, but even so, having broken him in, I would get him and his sweet tasting, tight ass. He was now 'one of the boys' so to speak. And if he did fuck some cunt then she was going to get pozzed. I suspect he he knew he was pozzed and did not want to tell me. I also think after I had de-flowered him, he had played around some with other guys. Otherwise I should think he would have come back to me and bitched me out about pozzing him. He didn't so that told me that he didn't really know who pozzed him, and I had done my job well. Even if he was straight, he still got bred, and had no more worries. After all, he was now one of the boys. In all shape and manner.
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