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Paul was about to snap. Seven years in prison can do that to you and the letter he held in his hand had devastated him He was tall and thin, with long ginger hair, soft brown eyes, pale skin and a nice round ass. When he had first arrived here he had been “protected” by the prison’s top dog Tony Santorin, a man with significant influence both inside and outside of the prison’s walls. The price of that protection was Paul’s ass Paul was gay and had been no virgin at the time. Under different circumstances he may have even found Tony attractive. Tony had been there when they had brought Paul in along with several other new inmates on a bus,tp the prison and had inspected them all “This one, he’s a pretty girl” he told the guard and shook his hand, Paul noticed the folded money that passed to the guard with that hand shake. The “pretty girl” comment made him blush but Paul knew that despite his more than ample cock and preference to be on top he came across as feminine to most men. That combination had landed him here in prison but he hadn’t known that yet Paul had been assigned as Tony’s new cell mate. Tony's cell was on the top level and the last in a row. It had been meant to house eight men but Tony and Paul had it all to themselves, It was actually comfortably furnished with a queen sized bed, two large comfortable chairs and a small dining table as well as a shower and toilet area hidden by screens “The warden owes me some favors” was all Tony said when Paul asked how he managed all this Paul could hear a low conversation that he was sure had been timed for his arrival. A good looking blond man had been grabbed as he walked towards the door to Tony’s cell and dragged into the adjoining cell by a huge bruit of a man. What are you doing Sal? You know Tony will have you killed for touching me!” the blond man said in a squeaky, frightened voice “Tony got tired of all your pouting and demands, he doesn’t need you any more, he has a new and far prettier girl now. He gave you to me so get used to being my bitch" a low voice said “I won’t put up with your shit. If you piss me off I will just hand you over to Carl over in Block C. Now get on your knees and show me how grateful you are for my protection. You better convince me you love me and my cock because Block C is just waiting for some fresh meat” A moment later Paul heard the sound of someone gagging and choking for a while followed by grunts of pain and bunk bed springs squeaking accompanied by that same low voice saying “I’m not a gentle lover like Tony. I like it to hurt so moan for me butch” and so on as the blond man adjusted to his new reality and moaned loudly “Block C must be terrible” Paul thought with a shudder That night he didn’t fight or protest when Tony took him to bed. He did his best to please the man in every way he could. Paul was no fool Tony was a gentle lover but when you are that hung you almost have to be, Paul had been tied up and brutally fucked by five well hung guys and not been as sore as he was the next day He had thought he would not be there long because he was innocent of the embezzlement charges that had been brought against him. Millions of dollars had vanished without a trace on his watch but Paul had no idea how. A few months later, when the court of appeals declined his case, his last hope had died Another blow came when his husband Martin had come for a visit. He had given Martin temporary guardianship of his three sons as their mother was dead Bobby was 11, Mike was 10 and Marc was 9. They all were the spitting image of their dad with his hair, eyes and build. The way things were set up, if he was still in prison then his oldest Bobby would get full custody of his younger siblings when he turned 18. Martin was just a temporary guardian. The money he had inherited from his father a couple years ago made it no burden to take care of the three boys and as Paul had no other living blood relatives. There had been no real choice “I came to tell you I am filing for divorce. Don’t worry. I will take care of the boys. They should not suffer because of you” Martin had told him Paul knew that while the boys adored their “Uncle Martin” that the man he had married was just fond of them. He didn’t like kids in general but was a good enough actor that the boys never caught on that he had tolerated them to be with Paul “I hope you appreciate the favor I am doing for you” Martin said “I could just walk away and let the foster care system take them” The divorce had been finalized quickly, all Paul cared about was that his kids were taken care of so he didn’t fight it. Tony got tired of him after a couple years and he was passed down the line of his lieutenants but eventually he found out just how bad Block C really was Carl Anderson was a large, hugely muscled, brutal looking, bald man who ruled Block C with a combination of brute force and by lending out “his boys” to men who pleased him He kept Paul as his personal bitch when he got to Block C The first thing he had made Paul do is kneel and kiss the head of his huge, vein covered, uncut cock while he ran a finger around the tattoo on his stomach. The tattoo looked evil, a biohazard symbol dripped what looked like cum mixed with blood onto the words “The Gift” written in a toxic green shade Carl smirked when he saw Paul’s eyes widen “That’s right pretty boy, kiss the cock that is going to give you HIV, worship it, open up those lips and suck it so it gets nice and hard for your first breeding” the man whispered in a surprisingly silky, sultry, sexy voice Carl put a hand behind his head and forced that toxic cock into his mouth while his other hand found his nipple and twisted with cruel fingers. Paul’s cock got rock hard despite the fear running through his mind When Carl was fully hard he forced Paul onto his back in the middle of his cell’s floor and then noticed Paul's rock hard cock that was almost as big as his own “Someone wants my gift I think” He smirked as he got between Paul’s legs and lifted them to his shoulders “Well want it or not I’m going to give it to you” and with that he pushed in balls deep Paul writhed in pain, Carl had the largest cock he had ever taken, even bigger than Tony's and the man gave him no time to adjust. Within seconds Carl was fucking him so hard that his huge, low hanging, lemon sized balls were swinging up to smack his ass crack with every thrust As Carl shredded his hole with his toxic fuck stick Paul’s cock dripped pre, the violent fucking he was getting was making it fly all over, some pf it even hitting him in the face “Here it comes, pretty boy! Here comes my viral seed to knock you up! I know you want it bad and I’m giving it to you. Take my poz load” Carl grounded then he leaned down and kissed Paul as hi fired ropes of HIV tainted cum into the neg man’s defenseless ass Paul’s cock twitched violently as he came without touching himself and they lay together kissing and trying to catch their breath. Carl fucked him twice more before he finally let Paul up Carl was fucking him four and five times a day for the next few weeks and when Paul got sick foru weeks from their first fuck, Carl had him moved to his cell and took care of him himself until he felt better The men of Block C were a little surprised as Carl had never shared a cell with anyone before. He kept Paul with him and fucked him constantly but the guys assumed it would be over soon when Carl resumed breeding every new boy who came to the Block They found out how wrong they were when one idiot asked for Paul as a reward for a favor he had done Carl The man spent the next week in the hospital Block after Carl beat the hell out of him. No one ever asked for Paul’s services again Paul grew to care for Carl, even love him, and as much as the situation allowed they were a couple “If I was ever going to get out of here I would marry you” Carl whispered in his ear as he held Paul one dark night “You were the first man who ever wanted my gift and I fell in love with you right then and there” Carl had three life sentences for his crimes. Paul never asked what he had done. he didn’t want to know “I would be honored to marry you if we could” he whispered back. Paul had grown to love this man slowly as he had opened up and let Paul see his gentle soul inside No one knew that sometimes when the lights were out that Carl would sometimes quietly bottom for Paul beneath the covers, They would spoon and pretend to be asleep as Carl pushed back on Paul and they gently rocked until Paul shot off inside his lover, then Carl would roll over and kiss him till they fell asleep Unlike Carl, Paul came up for parole every two years after his 4th year inside. He was denied at 6 years and Carl consoled him though he didn’t really seem that upset himself. Paul knew Carl wanted to keep him there A year later a letter arrived from his oldest son Bobby who had never written him before. It read: Dear Dad; I’m sorry I have never written before. Uncle Martin said you didn’t want to hear from us and that you didn’t love us anymore. I believed him just like I used to believe everything he said. He was so great with us and always took good care of me and my brothers. That all changed for me when I turned 18 a few months ago He took me out for dinner on my birthday and said it was a date. I thought he was joking because he knows I am straight but he wasn’t. He told me I now had custody of my two brothers because you had set it up that way. He said that he could legally just throw mw out and Mike and Marc would have to go with me Marc has some health issues and his medications are expensive. Uncle Martin said if he throws us out he will also remove us from his health insurance. I have never even had a part time job. Without Uncle Martin I would not have a penny and I could not take care of my them I’m not well liked in this town. I have kind of been a bully and an asshole to most of the people here, Uncle Martin never punished me or even corrected me. He never made me do my school work so I barely graduated. I don’t think anyone here would hire me and if I move II have to take Mike and Marc with me Uncle Martin says since we are not blood related that he is going to make me marry him, He says once we are married he’s going to start fucking me, That I will be his wife and slave Dad, he has HIV and he says he is going to get me pregnant with it. Even worse, he’s going to force Mike to be his slave on his 18th birthday and then infect him too. Mike is as straight as I am but he loves Marc so Uncle Martin can force him the same way he is forcing me He says he will take Marc as a slave as well when he turns 18. That’s been his plan since he married you, he says but you would not be dominated by him. You would not give him control, so he framed you for embezzlement. He didn’t inherit money, he stole it and made sure you took the blame. He’s doing his best to make sure you never get paroled as well He says as feminine as you were, you should just have accepted that you were meant to be his bottom and salve but you insisted on an equal relationship and even wanted to fuck him so he decided to get rid of you and enslave your sons when they got old enough. He’s crazy but what can I do? Marc has to have those medications for his Asthma or he could die. He also needs that EpiPen thing for his allergies Uncle Martin makes me dress in tight clothes he says are sexy and makes sure lots of people see us kissing in public. No one approves and someone even tried to have us arrested but the cop said we are not blood related and there is nothing illegal about what we are doing as long as we are both consenting adults The wedding is next week and I’m scared, dad. I’m even more frightened for my brothers. I can’t think of a way out of this, And Uncle Martin says he will throw us out if I warn them. Please write me back, Just knowing you still love me wll help, It hurt so much when Uncle Martin said you didn’t anymore. Send any replies to my friend’s house at the address listed below I love you dad Bobby Paul stared at the letter for a few moments then began to cry. Someone noticed and yelled “Hey Carl, your little sissy boy is crying” Carl was there in less than a minute. He paused and looked at a couple of his men “Take care of that asshole” he snarled and another idiot spent a week in the hospital Block You may not think that guys in prison, most of them career criminals would give a damn about a jail house romance but what Carl and Paul had was the envy of many of these men, Not the pm'y sex but the love and companionship they shared “What’s wrong baby?” Carl said sitting on the bed and putting those massive arms around him Pau showed him the letter and Carl gave a low whistle after he finished reading it Those are MY sons! He is claiming MY SONS as his slaves and there is not a damn I can do about it because I'm stuck in here" “We will figure something out Baby” Carl said. He had an idea but the cost would probably be so high he didn’t know if he could bring himself to do it. It also meant loosing the man he loved forever and Carl wondered if he could face life without his Paul **************************************************************************************************** Next Chapter: Bobby’s Wedding and Honeymoon Scanbu
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I know how it sounds, but trust me, I don't want to work for the rest of my life. I unfortunately had some some wild, luxurious nights in my 20s that have sunken me in credit card debt that'll be paying forever in me 30s unless I get it under control now. I just think this is the easier way out. I watched a documentary once and that is how I got the idea initially; I figured, if girls can sell their hymens, why can't men sell their status? I thought it was fascinating that it has become it's own fetish in an of itself, but admittingly I was not that into it personally. I'm already planning on spending my life on PrEP anyway, so in reality, nothing really changes. I get a payday, he gets a fantasy fulfilled, and get to knock out a chunk of debt. win/win/win. I had found a website to post my ad on, and after spending some time enjoying some stories, I got up enough courage to post a message below: "32 yr old, vers/bottom looking to sell my status. Currently neg on PrEP, but for the right price I'd be willing to flush what I have left, and meet up a week later. Only serious inquires please" It had only took a few hours before I had a few messages, but mostly low balls or jokesters. Then one subject line in particular caught my eye.... "Re: Selling my Status - Bidding 50k Hey boy, I'd be interested in buying. I'll have 50k up front in a week, but I want to meet up tonight to meet in person. Let me know if you agree, this offer expires in an hour. Also, bring your PrEP." I got giddy with excitement! That would at least pay at least 3 credit cards out, and was double the price I was ever expecting. I replied back and agreed to meet up tonight, will order a Lyft in an hour. He replied back with his address, and I jumped in the shower. This was going better than ever expected! After the shower I plugged the address into the app, he had lived an hour away, and the ride was a bit pricey. But the chance at getting 50k was too good to pass up, and even though he lived in the country side, his house was huge, on a big secluded piece of property. The driver dropped me off at the front door, and I gathered up the courage to knock after thinking about how crazy this was. I had figured if things go south, then at least I'm still on PrEP. He opened the door, I just realized I hadn't even asked him for a picture before coming over. I was surprised at how good he looked. He was a bit older than me, just a few grey hairs showing on his head and beard. He had his shirt off, and jogging pants with sneakers. "Hi, I'm Matt, nice to meet you." He reached in for a hug and I obliged, and slowly roamed his hands down to my butt before giving it a big squeeze. I blushed as he let go, and asked me to follow him to the living room to discuss terms. I followed him in and was shocked to find his coffee table was full of what looked like drugs and paraphernalia. I had only mostly only drank, and smoked a small bit of weed in college, so I immediately felt out of my element. Matt sensed my worry, and patted a hand on the couch near him. "We don't have to do anything tonight, I just have it out because that is what I do - sell them. How do you think I'd be able to afford this?" He smiled and laughed as I sat down. "So you mentioned you had a few things to chat about?" He reached for a blunt as I relaxed into the couch. "Do you mind?" he asked as he lit the end without waiting for my answer. "Not at all." He took a hit and passed it over to me, and I reluctantly agreed, not wanting to be rude to the man whose about to pay my way out of debt. I passed it back as the body high hit. He took another hit before passing it back. "Hey, relax, I can sense your still tense yet." I started an inhale as he got up, and returned back to the couch with 2 Gatorades. He handed one to me and I again took it, not wanting to be rude. I took a couple sips from it as he started to go over his terms. "So just three things, really. Number 1, I can tell you're not into this as I am, but I still want you to have a fun time. I'm going to get you a bit high tonight, it'll help take the edge off, and you will actually enjoy some fun tonight. Will be a little introduction to the next weekend." That sounded reasonable, as I nodded to him. I started to feel a little woozy, but luckily was still seated. I tried to keep my attention focused on him. He patted his hand again near him, like I was some kind of dog. It was demeaning, but again, didn't want to be rude. As I slid over, I stumbled and fell, landing my head in his lap. He laughed, and motioned for my to roll over, so my face was towards his body. "Have you ever done Tina before?" I didn't want to sound like a loser, but I didn't even know what it was. "I haven't yet, but am down for whatever. You're really helping me out with this." He reached over to the coffee table, grabbed a pre-loaded pipe and reached under my legs with his other hands, pulling my up so I'm sitting in his lap. I can feel how big he was, and let out a tiny "oh." "Don't worry, like I said we won't have to do anything tonight. Let me show you how this works. When it's time, inhale, okay?" He took the pipe, and lit it with a torch underneath, as white smoke filled the chamber. He inhaled, and then leaned in for a kiss. As our lips met, I inhaled as he passed the smoke into my lungs. He pulled back. "hold it, boy." a more stern command than he had been before, but I did as instructed, until he had me release. The rush felt amazing, but the horniness is what drove me mad. I stared into his eyes, as he looked down and bit his lips. Apparently, I had slipped my hand down my waistband to stroke myself. "Good boy." He placed the pipe in my mouth and told me to hold the stem. I did as he instructed. "I'm going to light this, but don't inhale until I tell you. After, don't exhale until I tell you." He lit the torch, and once the clouds filled completely, I instantly sucked in a huge hit on his command. He motioned for me to sit up on the couch, and I did as instructed. "exhale boy, then strip and lay on your belly, head over the armrest." It was like a lightbulb for my inhibition left my brain, and just started instinctively following his orders. Within 30 seconds I had been naked on this man's couch, head leaning over anticipating the next instruction. anticipating the next hit. He stripped out of his pants, revealing a huge biohazard symbol just above his cock. He walked over to the couch so his cock was directly in front of my mouth. "Suck it, boy." Without hesitation, I immediately took him in my mouth, feeling more and more turned on as I kept thinking about his tattoo. "Number 2, we're going to make a video soon, with you flushing your pills down the toilet. Then you're going to look into the camera, and explain why you did it. This video will only be for me to hold as evidence, incase you regret this later. Agreed?" He started thrusting in and out, and I could only muster a mumbled "yes" as he increased speed. He grabbed my hair to pull my head up, as he stuffed a bottle under my nose. "inhale, and don't stop." I took 4 big hits before he pulled the bottle away. I was flying in pig heaven, my throat being annihilated, getting hornier and hornier thinking about a poz load being shot down my throat. Then out of now where, he pulled out and stopped. "Get your pills." I rolled off the couch, and grabbed them. "Smile for the camera, hold the bottle out to show what it is, then down the hallway to the bathroom. I'm going to follow you, watch you flush, then get on your knees and start confessing. Make it sounds good if you really want this." I should have probably stopped here, but my inhibitions were gone, and I wanted this. I wanted his poz load. No wait?! I wanted his money. What was I thinking? The camera turned on, and I switched into my new role, as if I was acting. I smiled, showed him my bottle, gave it a shake - I just got this 3 month's supply, only 3 pills were missing. I turned and walked down the hall, into the bathroom. I opened the lid of the toilet, and without hesitation, poured the entire bottle into the toilet. I lingered over the plunger for a second, but the damage was already down. I pressed it down, and watched my neg status was down the toilet. He motioned my down from behind the camera, and I reacted. I dropped to my knees, one hand toying with my soft cock. I looked up at the camera, and began. "I just flushed my Truvada pills down the toilet. I am currently neg on them now, but in a week I won't be. I'm doing this so Matt can Poz me, change my status forever. Convert me." Matt finally spoke. "Good boy. Now open wide, when I aim it at your mouth, you swallow, otherwise I want you drenched it in." I had only been confused for a seconds before he started pissing in me as I knelt on the bathroom floor. I had started rubbing my cock harder as he covered me in it, before it hit my open mouth. I've never done this before, but was proud to find myself swallowing the last spurts of it down my throat. As he finished pissing, he turned off the video and set it down. "Good boy. Now last thing, Number 3. Give me your wallet, I'm keeping your credit and debit cards so you can't purchase any more. I'm also keeping a copy of your license, just incase. I want a confirmed conversion, so don't think about trying to get any more pills This will go on for as long as it takes, but if you don't cheat, I'll have it done in one. Now get dressed and get the fuck out, see you in a week." He opened the door, and threw me out naked. I had just got the last piece of clothing on before a new driver had appeared to take me home. I had been so horny though, I asked the driver for a redirect to the nearest glory hole. I was too horny tonight to not swallow a load or two.
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The rain showed no signs of letting up as Jason continued his slow lost walk through the dark streets of London. He couldn't remember why he got kicked out the club he just knew that the bouncers made it very clear he needed to fuck off, despite being sure that his girl was still in there with his phone. He had been trying to find a cash machine for the last half an hour but all the streets seemed the same and in his drunk state he had gotten turned around so many times he didnt know where he was. All he knew was that he was soaked through, his white polo now clinging to his young body and his trackies wrapped tight around his muscled ass. He turned down another dark alley and walked halfway down before the rain took another turn for the worst and began hammering down so hard he could barely see two feet in front of him. He threw himself into the doorway of the nearest store front which such drunken force he stumbled right through the door and collapsed on the floor inside as a large burly black man stood over him. “Well what little white rabbit has been washed up in this storm” he gruffed has he gripped the young Jason by the scruff of his soaked wet collar and effortlessly lifted him up to his feet. Jason swayed a little trying to clear his head and tried to regain some composure and dignity. “Shit sorry mate, sorry, heads all over the place, just trying to figure out my way home and that” he slurred as he swayed on his feet. “Dont you worry little rabbit, just take a second” Jason's eyes tried to focus but in his drunk state he couldn't make out much. The room was a foyer, bright and warm. There were posters all over the walls and another slightly older man was stood behind a counter with a sheet of glass across it. There were a couple of towels ready to be passed out. “What is this place mate” Jason asked confused but appreciating the warmth. “This is a sauna, and likely the perfect place for you, looks like you need to warm up and dry off” said this big black beast as he took a fistful of Jason polo and squeezed a large amount of rain water from it. “Its twenty for entry and you can stay as long as you like and enjoy all the facilities on hand” smirked the man behind the counter. “Plus we will even dry your clothes for you so they will be nice and dry in the morning after the rain has stopped.” Jason's eyes glazed slightly. The man behind the counter was topless, slender and hairless but with an assortment of tattoos over him including a chemical symbol and a large scorpion. Whilst he looked intimidating for someone who essentially worked on a reception, it was warm here, and he could use somewhere to relax. He couldn't keep walking around in this rain and catch a cold, plus who could he call without his phone. Maybe it was all the drink but this seemed like a smart idea. So he took out his wallet and passed over his bank card. “Okay awesome, perfect yeah. And you'll dry my clothes too yeah. I aint getting sick from that” “Dont you worry” said the man behind the counter “Its not wet clothes that will get you sick here” his smile creeping wider across his face as he scratched the biohazard symbol across his chest. The big burly black bouncer got behind Jason and began patting him down. “Right rabbit just spread your legs for me. Standard procedure here especially for sweet young chav flesh like you. Just need to make sure you aint trying to sneak in your own stuff here you get me” “Er yeah sure man sure” said Jason as those big black hands began to rub Jason's chest brushing his nipples as they rubbed against the wet material of the polo. “Right this needs to come off, makes sense to chuck in the tumblr dryer now hey Brian” said the bouncer as he began pulling off Jasons wet polo straight over his head. “Smart thinking there Dean, get it all through and we will sort this lad out now”. “You heard him lad” said Dean as his thick thumbs tucked into Jasons trackies and pulled them down in one fluid motion revealing immediately a pearly white smooth behind. “Woah shit mate, fuck what are you doing!” Jason spluttered as Dean exposed him totally naked. Immediately throwing his hands to cover his soft wet cock and low hanging balls. “Ha! Look at this little perv walking round commando and he gets all precious haha” laughed Dean as he put his foot between Jason's legs preventing him from pulling the wet garment back up. “Don't worry about it we are only messing, in fact I'm commando right now too” Dean said as he grabbed his crotch which seemed to be creeping halfway down his leg as he gave it a shake in his loose fitting trousers. He pushed his hips forward so that Jason's face brushed against it being bent over trying to pull his trousers up. “Chill out rabbit its fine, we are all men here, you're good. Besides we are helping you out so lets just get you sorted and into the sauna to relax and warm up”. Jason relented and stood up straight. He stepped out of his trackies, and stood there naked aside from some wet trainers and white socks. “Good rabbit, now just turn round and I just need to check one last thing to see if you are concealing anything. Hands on the counter and spread your legs for me” Jason didnt know what to do, there was something in him screaming this was fucked up, but what more could he do, here he was naked, being man handled by a big muscled bouncer and he didnt want to end up naked out in London in this weather. So against all better judgement and under the haze of alcohol he turned around placed his hands on the counter and bent over. The man behind the counter took the clothes and threw them into a laundry basket, came back and placed his hands over Jason's holding them in place. “Dont worry kid this is all standard procedure. This is a pretty exclusive place and we get all sorts trying to come in and ruin the fun. We are doing you a favour by letting you in, just need to make sure you arent trying to fuck us over”. “Its cool I understand, Its cool” Jason mumbled as he felt Dean kneel and spread his cheeks apart. Dean couldn't resist licking his lips and the tiny pink hole was revealed. It was obvious nothing had ever gone up there looking like a collectors piece. He couldnt wait to see the mess this boy would be when the morning came. He took a long suck of his large index calloused index finger and slowly applied pressure to the tight puckered hole. “Oh oh oh fuck mate what the fuck” Jason cried as he tried to pull away from the counter whilst Brian held his hands down in place “ssssh ssssh just relax and push out, it'll make it easier” Dean continued the force and pushed in deep in one unrelenting motion straight to his knuckle and the wiggled around, making sure to flick Jason's newly discovered prostate and taking the opportunity to drag his nail around those fresh fleshy walls. “Good and tight and feels clean” he announced as he pulled his finger out with an abrupt pop, “but just let me check one more thing. As Brian distracted Jason with some small bullshit talk about how it was almost over and he would be relaxing real soon, Dean dug out a nice chunk of crystal from his little baggie and placed it on his wet finger “Right rabbit one last check” he said and he once again pushed the finger back up inside the young lads tight hole making sure the crystal went in nice and deep. “Oh fuck what was that” Jason bellowed as he bucked his body up. “My bad, probably just my finger nail” Dean softly replied as he pulled his finger out stood up, staring into the a confused and slightly bewildered Jason. “Dont worry Rabbit, all done now and you can go and relax” Brian handed Jason his towels and buzzed him through a door as Jason slowly stumbled through the doors trying to shake off the feeling that this was a terrible idea. The door shut behind him and the electronic lock clicked into place. Jason walked through past Brian in the reception and shuffled towards the direction of the lockers not looking back, missing Brian taking long tender sucks on Deans finger, cleaning the pink streaks and residue of meth that had been pushed deep into Jasons guts slowly dissolving with every step he took.
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I was supposed to get a solid fucking and breeding from a tall, athletic black man on Tuesday. We'd been dancing around. Me keen to fuck and proposing times, and him just not responding so we could make a plan. Finally got him nailed down and drove the 30 minutes to get to his place. As usual, I text before I get there to check in and he replies "Ok. A friend is here....fyi". Huh? Surprise! I arranged to play with him, not him plus one. I asked if the guy was leaving and got no reply for more than 15 minutes so I said "Okay, change in plan + no communication = I’m out." Then I get this right away,"They aren't leaving and I apologize but I didn't recall it being a one on one scenario. I guess that is my bad. I don't know what to say in this case. If you aren't comfortable with this I can only say I'm sorry." There was no mention of another guy in any of out chats, but I can roll with it if there's an effort to bring me along. I said "Getting fucked and bred by two guys is +++. Getting surprised is - - -." Then he replied "Again, my apologies. I throw my hands up because I don't know how to make this right. [A] friend who was staying here was supposed to be gone... he's not. Another friend dropped by, unannounced and unexpected. I am sorry." Wait, what? That's when I realized that it was him and two other guys. Bonus surprise! I'm a spontaneous guy and can take a change in plans but my spidey-sense was going crazy at this stage, and I decided to trust it. "So, three guys then. Damned shame. My ass has been extra hungry. I'm out." I posted a BBRT quick connect ad feeling pretty pissed off. This man was, at best lazy and laissez-faire liar, and at worst manipulative and exploitative player. I drove the 30 minutes home trying to let the sun sooth my aggravation. [Be patient, the load part is coming.] I got a few replies to the BBRT ad from men wanting to fuck me, including a (grand) daddy bear guy who seemed like he wanted a boy to use. We exchanged some messages and since we seemed like a good fit, we made plans to get together the next day. I picked him up from an appointment, a bearded polar bear shorter than me and about 15 years my senior, and drove him home where he reached up and claimed my nipples right away, pinching and rolling them firmly in his thick fingers. I responded to his touch and he led me into the bedroom where he stripped me and himself naked and exposed his fingertip sized nipples. I pinched and licked and sucked them and his cock filled out more and more. He put me on my back on his bed and worked my nipples, cock, balls, and hole resting his hard cock in the well of my hole when he could. Daddy ate my hole and licked deep into it enjoying my smell and taste, relaxing me for his cock. I was pretty tight so he grabbed some butt plugs to help relax and open me up. The first slender plug made me relax and enjoy the feeling of someone entering and exiting my ass. The second plug stretched my hole open along the flaring top and I focused on Daddy's smiling face and relaxed for him. Removing the plug, he lubed up his cock and rubbed the outside of my hole with it, popping his knob inside me and then out a few times. Then daddy leaned forward slowly, my ankles in his strong grip, and slid into me inch by inch, his weight helping me open to him until he rested completely in my opened cunt. After a few minutes of slipping all the way in and out of me, Daddy pulled my ass of the bed and started fucking up deep into my cunt. I was so relaxed and enjoying his cock in me so much he said my eyes were rolling back in my head. He slowed down and changed position a few times because he said my hole was so silky he would cum too soon. My favorite position was when he pushed me back on the bed and pushed my legs back so I was folded in half and climbed onto me so he could fuck into my cunt hard while he pinched my nipples so hard I writhed on his cock. While he was slamming his dad cock down into my fertile cunt with his full weight and strength, I started to beg for him to breed me. Please, Daddy. Please. Until he thrust and pumped each jet of his load down into me. All seven days worth. It was a lot because I was full of his seed and my ass was coated and dripping with it as well. Today my hole is tender, my nipples and pecs are sore, and I feel well fucked. Even feeling so sore, I really want my cunt fucked and bred again today. Lifetime loads 10.
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Disclaimer: This is a complete work of fiction, any instances are not based on any life events of any individuals. It was the first week of college. I had just recently turned 18 and was excited to experiment in college. I had various parts of my body that I wanted to explore for the first time. A little background: I had grown up from a small town in the middle of nowhere, where everyone knew each other. I grew up in a conservative household, unable to have the freedoms as my fellow teenagers around my age; such as getting a tattoo. I never felt like a masculine man in all my life. I was always told that I was better at listening to what others had instructed me than to act on my own. I was more of a follower, never a leader. I guess it was attributed to my small frame. Also, I barely had any hair as I went through puberty, and almost none when I turned 18. Regardless of my background, I was excited for my future. Going into college, I realized that any prior restrictions were gone. My parents couldn't restrict me and I was free to make my own choice. And so here I am, ready to go on a wild ride and have a positive college experience. During my first week, I met a few individuals. I met these guys through a campus event before school had started. There was Xander, a well-built senior student; Brett, a thin twink senior with a few tattoos; and Phillip, who was also a graduate student involved in some sort of lab. The oldest of the three, Phillip, had asked how old I was. I replied "just turned 18." Phillip replied "Perfect." Each of them asked basic questions to get to know me. After a while, they wanted to explore other events on campus. I followed them since they were the only people I knew at college so far. As I walked around with them, I began noticing their body and their features. For some reason, I had felt an attraction towards these new friends. For some strange reason, my mouth started to water. I felt dizzy and wanted to lay down. I had told them that I needed to get some rest, and I turned back into my dorm room. For some reason, my attraction was sexual. I had never felt this way about another man. The more I thought about it, it became clear. I wanted to see what their cocks looked like and sucked till they came down my throat... Immediately, stopped thinking about that possibility and finished getting settled into my dorm room. As the hours went by, I didn't hear from them and the sexual thought had left my mind. One day, I ran into them and they invited me to go to a party off campus that was going on after the first weekend of classes. Phillip told me it was hosted near an older friend's house. Before I could reply, Phillip had instructed me to dress comfortably and not to worry because everyone knew each other. Although I was hesitant, the instant thought of me swallowing their loads helped me make a decision. I agreed and headed to class. I went on throughout the rest of the week like a normal college student. Occasionally I would see my new group of friends. They would stop by and ask if I was still going to the party, in which I replied yes. They seemed very eager and excited that I attend. Before they left for classes, they had given me their number. The weekend came by, and I had realized that my gym shorts were slightly too tight and small for me. I had no choice but that wear my small tight gym shorts, it barely covered my privates. At this point, I was unsure of the whole party. I had texted Phillip if it was appropriate to wear clothes that were a bit too small for me. He asked that I send a picture. So I took a picture in the mirror and sent it to him. No reply. After a few minutes he texted back, "yeah thats perfect." Feeling relieved, I had grab the rest of my belongings and waited. I received a text from Brett that he would be picking me up at my dorm. I sent him my location and waited. He arrived in his car and opened the door. I had gotten in excited, and nervous. During the drive to the party, Brett had told me that the party would be a mix of older men and younger college students. He then asked how I was feeling about that. I had told him that I was fine with that. Then he asked me an alarming question out of the blue. Brett looked at me and asked "Have you ever had sex with men?" I didn't know how to reply. I shook my head no. Brett had assured me not to worry, and that he was just asking. As we continued to drive, I realized how far we have been driving. He then asked if I would consider having sex with men. I didn't know what to say. Nervously, I said "I guess I'm not opposed to that. I just haven't had any encounters in that sense." All of a sudden he had stopped the car. I looked around and we were nowhere near a building. I had no idea where we were. Brett looked at me and said, "Would you like an encounter now?" Before I could reply, he had zipped his pants and pulled out a thick long cock. Immediately, I started to think back to imagining swallowing his thick load. In that moment, he put his hand behind my head and said, "I'm going to gently guide you, feel free to pull away when you feel uncomfortable. I will respect your wishes." I didn't want him to stop. He continued to guide my head down to his thick erect cock. I could see the veins bulging out of his cock as I got closer and closer. I could smell the thick scent, which I could not describe. His cock was circumcised and glistening with pre-cum. As I almost touched his cock with my face, I instinctively opened my mouth and closed my eyes. As his cock entered my mouth, I felt the ridge of the head on my tongue. My mouth was watering uncontrollably, as his shaft was rubbing along my taste buds. It felt so good to have such a thick cock in my mouth. I tasted his slightly salty pre-cum on my tongue. And before I knew it, he hit the back of my throat. I gagged. When I looked at his cock, there was still a good 2 inches left. Brett continued to press his cock to my throat making me moan. I was feeling lightheaded, and I felt my anus twitching each time he hit the back of my throat. I was rock hard at this point. Brett started to reach down my pants and stroke my cock. He said "Oh, I see you're excited." and then proceeded to grab my balls. I felt relaxed, knowing I was being grabbed by Brett, who had the thickest cock I had ever seen so far... As I sucked his cock moving my head up and down, he had grabbed my head and proceeded to thrust his cock into my mouth. When he would thrust, his entire cock would enter my mouth, making the extra two inches disappear. This caused each thrust to choke me. I couldn't breath. I wanted to tell Brett to stop, but I chose not to breath for that instant, since it meant that he would give me his thick creamy cum. With a few grunts, I felt a warm gush of liquid in my mouth. Immediately, I swallowed the cum. It was thick. Very thick. I felt it go down my esophagus slowly. Brett looked at me and smiled, "I guess I'm the first to coat your throat." I nodded yes with a smile on my face. As Brett was wiping his cock and pulling his pants back up, I had noticed a tattoo on his inner thigh. I hadn't noticed it but it was a red plus sign looking cross, on top with a biohazard tattoo. The strangest thing was that I noticed that he had a few initials under it, "HG VGL." I was a happy boy and I didn't want to question it. As Brett pulled up his pants, he said "Let's get going to the main ev- I mean main party." As Brett quickly accelerated, I felt Brett's thick cum fall down, where I didn't feel it slowly slide down anymore. I guess it's in my stomach now. I was chippier and excited to go to the party to see all my other new friends. More to Come, Tags are just there for future storyline.- 12 replies
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