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February 20th, 2007, my birthday. I’d been chatting with my gifter for a while. I knew that I wanted it, but I was also afraid. I had thought about it often, but always backed out. He was into chems, fisting, and was poz (REALLY POZ). We had talked on the phone for a while, sharing thoughts, ideas, crazy things that might happen or did happen in our lives, how he had been pozzed, etc. I was a good intelligent man, who just happened to love taking cock. We talked about how he felt when he was fucking, and how much I’d love it, when he seeded my hole. I can see now that he was seducing me to the idea of taking his poz loads and I was eating it up. Taking advantage my weakness, my willingness, but it was ok. I think in my mind it was just a fantasy and the things we talked about weren’t really going to happen, even though I was sort of hoping it would. I wasn’t really going to submit my body to the ravages of HIV; it was just talk, right? So I booked the hotel and the flight to Portland. I arrived that morning, it was raining, but there he was waiting by the baggage claim. He looked more real that I had imagined him to be. Funny how I thought he would have horns, or a dark shadow clinging to him. We got on the tram together and headed to his house. He said it was close. I was nervous now, but he calmed me and told me everything was going to be ok. He’d watch out for me and to trust him. We took the short walk to the house, and he showed me the shower and told me to clean out. I took my time and did a good job, preparing myself for him. When I came back to the kitchen, he had the meth out and was measuring it, mixing it, putting part of it into a needled syringe and part into a syringe that didn’t have needle. I watched fascinated almost hypnotized. I had never seen anything like this before in real life, only on the television. He then looked at me and asked if I was ready. I was scared, but somehow thought it would still turn out to be just a fantasy and that he’d shoot himself up and that would be that. After all, I don’t do drugs. I put on my underwear and followed him out the back door, to a garden shed in the back yard, my soon to be birth chamber. Inside the small shed was a portable heater on the floor, a roll of paper towels, some shelves with dildos and lube, and a sling. I had never been fucked in a sling before, so that was going to be a first for me. The first of many firsts, which would happen to me on that day. He helped me slide into the sling, and adjusted me, so my ass was at the edge and easy access for his use. My feet were pushed through the straps, making certain I wasn’t able to pull myself out of the sling. My head was slightly lower than my ass, but I didn’t think anything of it at the time. Guess, he didn’t want anything to leak out. My cock was hard and standing up, ready for action. He made certain that I was well situated in the sling, and was comfortable since I was going to be there a while. He reached over and got the syringe that didn’t have the needle in it. My hole was still a bit loose from the douching out, so I didn’t struggle much when He inserted into my ass. He pushed down on the plunger saying “This might burn for a bit.” He then walked around to my head and adjusted the straps that went around my wrists on the chains by my head, to make certain I was secured in place. I pulled on the straps experimentally, I was pretty comfortable and my cock was hard, thinking about getting fucked in his sling. I leaned my head back in the sling and tried to relax. I closed my eyes and felt the “burn” he was talking about, but it felt very good. He told me “You’ve just had your first booty bump.” I tried to concentrate on the feeling of my heart beating and the burn in my ass. The temperature seemed to jump and my heart was racing, when I realized that he had slipped his cock into me. It felt so good that I laid back and willed my hole to open to take more of him into me. The fact that he was fucking me bare and was poz only made it hotter somehow. It didn’t seem real; like it was happening to someone I was watching on a porn film. I don’t remember his first load into me, but my body did. All of a sudden, my hole started clenching and pulling, milking his cock with every muscle in my being. I was being impregnated by His seed, and all my body knew was how much it wanted it. It just felt so good to feel his cock inside of me, breeding me, making me his boy, my body instinctively pulling it deeper inside of me to grow. I have no idea how long he fucked me or how many loads he gave me, when he pulled out and fingered me a bit. He moaned at how sloppy my hole was and how open it was. He then walked around to the side of the sling; He tied the sling wrist straps down securely. I was still out of it some, my body screaming for His cock. The fact that I was naked in a garden shed, with a small heater, in February, didn’t matter, I felt hot and flushed and oh so very horny. My head was rolling from side to side and my eyes were closed, but I could hear him moving around. We had talked earlier on the phone about a fantasy of mine. He pulled out a red bandana from somewhere, put it between my teeth and tied it around my head. “Look at me,” he said. I opened my eyes, and watched as he tied His arm with a rubber tube, then took the meth loaded syringe, found a vein and stuck it into his right arm. He pushed the plunger down about halfway, I watched fascinated as the semi-clear liquid went into His arm. He held it there for a few seconds, breathing deep, and then pulled the plunger out, and I saw the red tint of His blood start to mix with the remaining meth to fill the syringe. He pulled off the rubber tube with his teeth. I looked at His face, it wasn’t an expression, I recognized, and his eyes glittered like they were made of black glass. He reached over, tied the rubber tube around my arm, making my veins stand up, and started examining my arm, looking for a good vein. I remember, trying to say “No, no”, but the bandana was muffling my voice. He found the vein and said, “Here”. I remember tightening up a bit, but He had a firm grip on my arm. “Don’t move!” He commanded and for some reason that I still don’t understand, I obeyed him. My eyes widened as I saw him put the needle into my vein and I remember shaking my head from side to side. I started to breathe hard, fast shallow breaths through my nose. This is real! It is going to really happen! I was staring at the blood/meth filled syringe when he said “Look at me.” I looked in his eyes and felt him push the plunger down. He pulled out the needle, massaged the vein for a moment and then untied my gag. I looked at my arm, where I had been injected, and started to freak out. “Oh God, what have I done? What have I done? Help me! Jesus, help me!” I was crying out. I was panting in my terror. He looked at my face and pulled off the rubber tube, allowing the meth and his toxic blood to flow throughout my body. His bugs already starting their deadly work as they barebacked on the meth. He didn’t say a word as the drug took hold of my mind and body. He just walked down to my spread legs, shoved his hard cock into my hole, wrapped his arms around the chains of the sling, started pinching his nipples and began fucking me with full deep strokes. I looked deep into his glittering eyes. I’m sure he saw the horror in my eyes quickly turning into lust as he smiled and said the words I’ll never forget, “It’s too late. It’s too late” At that point, I realized he was right, it was too late. I wasn’t going to escape; I was going to be poz from this day forward. As, my mind tried to cope with that reality, he was delivering another load of seed into my body, and my ass was pulling and flexing, milking every drop into me. The drugs were hitting me hard and only one thing mattered; that was taking every drop of cum from my Father’s balls into me. “Please, please take my last neg load. I give it to you; I want you to have it. Help me give it to you.” I had to cum for him. Right then, the cum leaked out of my soft cock, He saw it, scooped some it up with his two fingers and put them into my mouth to suck clean. “This is the last neg load you’ll ever have.” And then he scooped some up, put the fingers into his mouth, and licked it clean, taking it into his body. My second load came just moments after my last neg load. He repeated the process, only this time; I was shaking, moaning, and begging for his cock. “Is this my first poz cum?” He looked down at me still fucking and said “The first of many, to spread to others.” Which wasn’t true, but in my fucked up mind, I swear that I could feel the bug swimming in my cum. “Yes Father, yes, I want to spread you to others. You’ll live forever in those I breed, just like all those who came before you live in you. Just like you’ll live in me. As I cum in them, part of my seed will be yours.” There was more talk, some of it I remember, some of it only comes to me in my dreams. The drug filled haze of my body and mind, made me into a cum whore. All I wanted was his cock and to be filled over and over with his seed.
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I was a manly 25 year old stud with a good healthy libido. I sometimes smoked grass with some friends for recreation but didnt really care for it or getting high. After a few crummy times I even disliked getting drunk. My drinking was limited to a couple of beers to flavor my cum when getting a blowjob. This time was for a purpose so I had a good reason to smoke pot. Drug testing had become widespread and an asshole on the shitlists of a few of us was due to take one. Douglas was a thirty-year-old semi friend but had stolen money and a couple of items from me and a couple of others not to mention he was shitty to work with and incompetent so Rick and I definitely didnt want him for a boss at the plant so we had a great way to pay him back. He had put in for a promotion which entailed drug testing. If he was clean he had an excellent chance at his promotion. If he was dirty he'd get fired. Rick and I had seen him embezzling some tools and supplies so we ended up making him a deal that he had to put-out to us in exchange for keeping quiet about it. He accepted it since he was bisexual, liked bottoming and wanted to spare himself and his wife from any trouble. It also enable us to conquer his ass and mouth as well as spare us from the hassle and retaliation we'd have had to deal with from turning his ass in. The plan was to smoke pot and eat Alice B. Tokless brownies over a period of three or more days until the active ingredient of marijuana was loaded into our smegma, semen and urine. We would fuck someone or jack off to get rid of the clean jizz the first two nights so our balls and glands would be loaded with weed residue, then we'd lay off the day and night before fuck night to load our gonads with weed-loaded spunk. I let Rick suck my cock those two "cleanout" nights so he could also clean my dick of cheeze so my fresh cheeze would have the drug in it. I also jacked him off and used his cum for lube to fuck his ass. He then let some little nellie-queen eat his dick cheeze and suck him off the second night. We studs didnt need to worry about having the stuff in our systems because my particular job didnt entail drug testing, Glenn owned his own business and Rick the geek had just graduated college and hired on at the plant where I worked and passed his probationary period and re-testing so we didnt need to worry about getting tested. Glenn was a 44 year old married bisexual with dark curly-hair and average build with full beard and glasses, seven cut inches and had an auto repair garage. His wife had no idea that he fucked men and fairies as well as women. Rick the geek was an average looking young man with preppy haircut, black hornrim-type specs many started calling "nerd glasses" when the new metal framed mens glasses became popular a decade before and fingernails he hadnt cleaned since entering college. he looked like a classic geek/nerd, with black oxfords, black slacks, white shirt, pocket-protector and all. He had graduated the local junior college and while a versatile with his 6" uncut dick he fucked ass good. I myself was a twenty-five-year old 'Joe Average' guy of 6', 200, seven uncut inches, collar-length hair, full beard and had been biting my nails since I turned eighteen. The pot in the eighties was more potent than it was a decade before in the heyday of hippies in the late '60's and early '70's. For the fuck we bought a lid, rolled a dozen joints plus a small one and used the rest in the brownies. We each smoked a whole joint each night after getting home and had a brownie for dessert after supper. The timing was good since by the time the pot hit it was our bedtime. No Late Show or partying or cruising. By morning we were sober enough to go to work with little if any impairment. The afternoon of the fuck we met at the cheap motel that was often called the 'No-Tell Motel' where we checked in and shared a small joint and ate a brownie each to add to our loads without impairing us out in a secluded courtyard in back near the dumpsters. Doug arrived half an hour after we finished eating the brownies. We all went to the room which was near the back of the motel. Glenn llocked the door behind us and I started stripping and announced, "OK guys. First, Doug you go and take a shit so your ass will be empty for our dicks." This was actually so he wouldnt shit out our cums. Doug obligingly went to the bathroom and sat his lower cunt on the toilet seat. As he emptied himself I continued, "We're gonna Simul-fuck him to save time. One man will fuck his ass while the other man has his mouth. As soon as one man finishes nutting and he swallows and sucks off of the man's dick or the one fucking his ass pulls out and he sucks that dick clean the next man sticks it in and fucks. We want each man to nut in both ends." I then added that nobody but Doug was to urinate in the toilet, that we were to use his mouth so he could drink it. I had Doug start things off by sucking Rick's and my dicks to eat our cheeze which also would have a trace of weed in it. Doug knelt before us and began sucking my dick as it swelled in his mouth. His mouth was a good cunt which got my dick hard. Once he had swallowed the last of my cheeze I stepped aside while he sucked Rick's dirty cock clean. After swallowing Rick's cheeze he sucked Glenn's cock to hardness and left it wet. Glenn added some lube to Doug's spit on his dick and stepped to the bottom's ass. Doug bent over and took my cock in his mouth while Glenn took a good grip on his hips and shoved his cock up his ass. I held Doug's head and fucked his mouth soon setting up a rythym with Glenn who was grinning. Seeing his grin got me to grinning which also turned Rick on. We were fucking him good, enjoying his cunts, our dicks pistoning in him like he was a pair of well-oiled cylinders. Glenn started pumping his eyebrows up and down which seemd to turn me on. I slowed my pace, letting the movement of Glenn's fucking move Doug's mouth back and forth on my cock. My dick felt good and I could tell Glenn was enjoying this fuck as well. I was getting close, as Doug was giving my cock a great sucking. Glenn increased his pace and I reached climax as his powerful hips drove his meat in the ass. Glenn stopped thrusting as I stiffened and held Doug's head so I'd shoot in his mouth so he'd swallow my grass loaded cum. I felt good shooting off in his mouth as he began swallowing it. Glenn and I leaned toward each other and kissed, then I let Doug suck off of my spent cock. Rick stepped up as I stepped aside and put his penis in Doug's mouth. Doug sucked it into his mouth and Glenn resumed fucking his ass while he sucked Rick's dick. Glenn fucked harder, faster as he neared climax, his cut dick abrading the hole a bit. Glenn's crotch began banging Doug's ass as he pumped away in it. Rick merely stood there while Glenn did all the work. Doug held onto Rick's hips as Rick held his head while letting it move back and forth on his shaft. A few minutes later both men seemed to stiffen and cum, pumping their weed-charged loads into the hole's holes with Glenn's crotch jammed against Doug's ass while he pumped his initial volley into him while Rick held his dick halfway in as his spunk shot into the hungry mouth. Doug did his duty swallowing Rick's load including sucking it out of his prick. Glenn then thrust a number of times, then pulled out. Doug sucked off of Rick's dick and then sucked Glenn's dick clean, swallowing everything so it was as clean as when he last took a shower. I had to wait almost half an hour since it took that long for me to reload. Rick had to piss so Doug did his duty by kneeling in the shower in the bathroom and drinking it right from the man's tap. Rick was grinning, enjoying his subjugation of Doug who more or less seemed to be enjoying being used by him. Since we had time to kill we men had Doug lay on the bed so we could take turns sitting on his face for a good rimming. We men not only liked to fuck ass but also get our asses kissed, licked, sucked and worshiped. After the rimmings I was ready to pump my second load up Doug's ass. He sucked my dick hard and left it wet with his spit, then stood up and bent-over. I put my dick to his ass, grabbed his hips and shoved it in. I corkscrewed my hips and began fucking him while Glenn put his penis in his mouth. Glenn stood there while I leisurely fucked the 'hole. Doug's ass was just about right especially with Glenn's cum in it. I hoped I'd last but being turned on as I was not to mention uncut I knew I'd take less than ten minutes to pop my second load. Glenn began mouth-fucking Doug who adjusted his hold on the stud's hips. I just stood there, hilted up the asshole, letting the movements of Glenn's fucking move the asshole back and forth to stimulate my dick. I cooled it just a little because watching Glenn fuck Doug's mouth also turned me on. I finally gave in and resumed fucking. A few more minutes resulted in my knees shaking as I reached orgasm and pumped my second load up Doug's ass. I hilted myself as I shot my load in him and could feel his ass muscles clenching on my dick which further stimulated it. I held up and finished shooting my load. Rick was fingering himself to hardness. He was just about fully hard when I pulled out of Doug and stepped aside. Rick stepped up and shoved his dick up the used hole and began fucking. Doug flinched as the man's dirty nails dug into hips. "Watch the nails stud." Glenn said as he winced from Doug's teeth grazing his shaft. Rick adjusted his hold and Glenn resumed fucking. The two men worked well together as they had each done with me. I was spent but still turned on watching my fellow men fuck the asshole's holes.Ten minutes later Rick and then Glenn pumped their cannibis-laden sperms into Doug who himself had cum. Doug sucked Glenn dry as Rick slowly pulled his dick out of his ass. We each had pulled out slowly so Doug's sphincters would stay tight around our dicks and keep our charged spunk inside him. Glen began pulling out as Doug sucked, leaving his dick clean and dry. Doug then sucked mine clean. Rick had finished pulling out and stood by while he finished sucking my dick clean, then put his dick in. Doug sucked it clean and then Glenn and I took Doug to the bathroom where we each put our pricks in his mouth to give him drinks of our warm beer on tap. Pissing in someone's mouth always felt almost as good as cumming in it and this time was even better since our piss as well as our smegma, precum, and cum were full of the essence of cannibis. Rick said he was up for a third load so we sat on the side of the bed and had Doug give our feet some oral servicing. He did Glenn's first, then mine and finished with Rick's. This got us hard and Rick was ready to pump a third lad into Doug who was ready to suck him. We men stood up, Rick lay on his back on the bed and Doug straddled his legs in a bulldog stance and began fellating him. It took longer, this being the young stud's third load. Glenn and I stood admiring Rick as he used Doug's mouth for the good cunt it was. Close to ten minutes later Rick stiffened and nutted as Doug sucked hard. Doug was not only an asshole but was also a fantastic cocksucker who respected us Tops. Anyone watching him knew he loved everything about sucking cocks and getting fucked. Of course he liked fucking others but liked fucking things up for people too. This time he would be fucked. After Doug finished sucking off of Rick's dick we all took a last piss in his mouth and got dressed. I had Rick drop off the room key and check out for us, then we headed to the bus stop while Doug got in his car and headed out. "If he gets stopped so much the better." Glenn said. "He looked like he was just starting to get high." I replied. Rick grinned. We caught the bus to a bar where we had a beer and headed home. The next day Doug took his drug test. As we'd hoped he tested dirty. He was shocked and asked for a retest. The retest was taken the next day but came back just as positive for cannibis. He was shattered and tried explaining his plight. A disciplinary hearing in his boss' office didnt bode well. He was denied his promotion but given a probationary period with an interim retest a month later followed by a "final" test the month after the interim. This meant we had to make another date. Rick, Glen and I had a little fuck party to celebrate his losing his promotion. Glenn and I took turns fucking Rick up his ass and then in his mouth. Glenn and I also hugged and french kissed while we used Rick who was turned on enough to cum from us fucking him. Rick's ass was a great cunt, tight as Doug's. Doug was interim-tested that month later and came up just about clean. We said we'd make a date to celebrate his potential chance of coming clean but that couldnt get together until a couple of days before his crucial final test. The fuckings for that final test were almost a carbon copy of the first session. We smoked the grass, ate the brownies and then shared the pre-party joint, fucked Doug, with Rick going first, and pumped him full of cannibis-laced cum like we did the first time. Again Glenn and I pumped two loads and Rick fed him three. Two days later Doug went for his test and failed. Since the test was two days after the fuckings instead of the day after he had gotten rid of a little of the weed but still had enough to flunk his test. Again he pleaded for a retest which he flunked. His boss gave him a stern lecture and then fired him. We got word a couple of days later. Rick's dick hardened right there in his pants. Fortunately we were at a bar. We finished our drinks and went to Rick's uncle's place. Rick's uncle was home and joined Glenn and me in fucking Rick's ass and mouth with gay abandon. "We fucked that cunt five and seven times." Glenn boasted to Rick's uncle about what we'd done to Doug, noting that he and I had fucked Doug four times, Rick fucked him six times and we had also fucked him out of his job. Rick's uncle was proud of his nephew for being a good part of the team. Rick came when one of us fucked him. Doug had a harder time getting a decent job. I saw him in a chain hamburger stand where he toiled earning minimum wage. I greeted him cordially, not letting anything slip out about the fuck party. He never seemed to figure out how he had gotten the weed into his system. He had even asked Glenn for a job after job-hunting after he was fired. Glenn hired him and treated him like shit so he quit and ended up flipping burgers. Seeing an asshole knocked off his ladder to the top so he ended up working as a peon turned me on enough that I had to stop by Rick's to bust a nut up his ass before heading home. Being part of a team of winners putting a loser in his place by fucking him both literally and fucking him out of his job was a great time had by Glenn, Rick and myself. These three-plus decades later I still get turned on thinking how we fucked that asshole. It helps me get off when I fuck my lover's ass or mouth. Glenn still thinks of it when he fucks his wife or lets someone suck his now senior citizen stud cock. He retired a few years ago, selling his garage business and started making the required withdrawals from his retirement account as well as collecting Social Security. Rick's middle-aged dick gets hard when he remembers that fucking. He still fucks ass as well as gets sucked off. Rick and I retired after the three decades at the plant, our pensions among the last that hadnt been tampered with or eliminated. He has been monogamous with a lover for a quarter of a century. Doug went through a succession of crummy jobs, had gotten a management job a couple of decades ago but lost it after complaints from his underlings and reprimands from above, got hooked on drugs after losing that job, caught HIV, kicked his drug habit for a while so he could scrounge another series of low-level jobs until the recession when jobs became few and far between, has lived on the street and been on dope off and on in the past half-decade. He has no pension, has to eke out a living doing whatever he can for a few bucks here and there, still has to wait for his Social Security which wont be much, is in ill health and bitter. This work of fiction is set in the days before AIDS and is intended only to turn men on sexually. I dont advocate actually using drugs especially in this day and age of HIV and other diseases.
