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It was a hot and muggy Thursday morning in Washington, DC, and work at the office had been intense and beyond busy. I was so ready for the weekend, and having to walk to work on the hottest day of the year so far was the last thing I wanted to do. I had set the alarm for 4:00 a.m. and figured I would beat the sun and get to the office before it got too hot. I left the apartment at 5:00, it was only 75 degrees, so saw a few joggers, bicyclists, and some commuters, but otherwise the streets were pretty quiet. There were a couple guys cruising around the blocks looking for the last of the night’s prostitutes. I had not gotten fucked the night before, knew Dr Mike would not be pleased, but I struck out and was also horny as fuck! I even tried to cruise a couple of the guys circling the blocks in case one of them was feeling really freaky and wanted my biohazard ass. Nothing. (see Dr Mike Biohazard and Healer stories at https://breeding.zone/topic/10939-dr-mike-%E2%80%93-biohazard-and-healer-%E2%80%93-part-1-%E2%80%93-the-first-office-visit/page-1?hl=mike) Twice a week I go a different way to work and stop by this little deli to pick up lottery tickets and knew they would be open and prepping for the breakfast crowd. I crossed the street, walked east around the traffic circle, and as I came around the corner of the hotel that faces the circle, saw a soldier leaning against the wall in front of the restaurant that faces 14th Street – the designated smoking area in front of the hotel. The soldier had on black boots, camo pants and jacket, and a maroon beret. He was taller than me, and had a good 30 pounds more muscle as well. The soldier was a few years younger than I was, with a hard jaw line and intense eyes that latched onto me the minute I saw him. While I closed the 10-feet of distance between us, he put the cigarette between his lips with a huge right hand, took a long drag, finished it off, stood up straight, put it out on the sidewalk with his boot, and as I got right by him he nodded his head and said in almost a whisper laced with power, “Hi, how are you this morning Sir?” Sir? Fuck I was not that old, but I stopped, held out my hand and said, “Great man, fucking tired and hating this heat. My shirt is wet already and sweat is running down my ass and I have only walked a few blocks.” The soldier laughed, shook my hand and said, “I hear you Sir, but this ain’t nothing to some of the places I have been recently and this shit humidity makes your balls stick together and wedge where they don’t belong.” The soldiers grip tightened on my hand and lingered a bit longer then was normal. No, couldn’t be. I must be dizzy from the humidity. He let go, reached into his front pocket, pulled out a pack of cigarettes and offered me one. I declined. He tapped one out, lit up, and leaned back against the wall, taking long drags while staring at me. I decided what the hell, I knew all about ‘don’t ask don’t tell’, and the risk was exciting. I looked at the soldier’s uniform and it said BAKER in black letters. “Baker,” I said, “Are you in town visiting?” Stupid question I know. “Yes Sir,” the soldier said, “Here for a training course. I’m airborne forces for the army, but as a Captain I need some other skills too, so am here for a couple days with some others from my squad.” “You’re up awful early,” I noted as I looked at his crotch and tried to get some idea of what the Captain was carrying. He saw my gaze, smiled through the cigarette in his lips, reached down with his left hand and did a slow stroke, shift of his dick that was hanging down his right pant leg. “Yes Sir,” Captain Baker said, “I could not sleep and decided I should get up and smoke a few and get the day started. Class today does not start until 14:00, so have to find a way to occupy my time.” The Captain said the last part with a sneer and a wicked look in his eyes. Here was a man looking for trouble and I was going to give it to him. “Man, the coffee I had before I headed out is starting to hit me. Do they have a bathroom in the hotel lobby?” I asked. Captain Baker nodded, smiled wide, “They do Sir. I am happy to show you,” as he started to lean down to put out his cigarette. “No man, finish that off,” I said, “You have to take everything you can that gives you a little joy and fun.” I hope he understood my hidden meaning. He just nodded, took several long, big drags, blew the smoke my way, and smiled. The Captain finished his smoke, stomped it out with his boot, and I followed him into the hotel. There was a clerk at the front desk off the left who was busy trying to explain to a woman the charges on her bill. The Captain and I walked down the hall to the right, past the elevators and the sign that said ‘Ballrooms’, and around another corner until we saw the Men and Women signs and one that was accessible. Captain Baker stepped through the door marked with the accessible sign, held it open for me, and I walked in, turned the light on and went to the toilet. I heard a CLICK, turned, and saw the Captain had turned a lock on the door. He then leaned against the wall by the sink and watched me. I set my backpack down on the floor, undid my belt, dropped my pants to the floor, and aimed. Nothing. Not a drop. My dick started to grow even though I was not jacking it, and I felt like my kidneys would burst as the feeling of having to piss was so intense. I started to blush. I was embarrassed and my whole plan to play it cool to get some cum and maybe do some stealth pozzing was going awry. I shook my head in frustration. Captain Baker snickered and said in a low voice, “Seems you have a problem, and so do I.” I looked over as the Captain undid his camo pants, dropped his shorts, and this gorgeous, fat, uncut dick fell out into his hands. He was pretty hard and his dick was almost bouncing up and down as the blood rushed to fill him up. I watched as Captain Baker bent down, pulled his pants partway back up, scrunching his dick up towards his stomach, and shuffled over to me. I did not know which way Captain Blake went – top or bottom – I did not care, I was determined to get that dick. As he was shuffling towards me, I bent forward, reached back and with my left hand pulled my left cheek to the side while with my right, drove my fingers in my ass and started digging at my guts. I wanted to be raw and bloody so the Captain could infect me with anything he might have or if I was lucky, I would get to add him to those I had infected on behalf of Dr Mike. That must have done the trick. He let out a low moan like a Pit Bull that just got tossed a raw steak. Captain Baker got up behind me, roughly pushed my hands away. “Tell me what you need Sir?” he said, still in a low voice. “What are my orders Sir?” Fuckin–a! I was a bottom in charge! The Captain had dropped his pants and his dick was resting against my right hip. He was a good 10 inches and I reached back with my right hand, stroked it a few times and moaned a little and started gyrating my hips out of brutal hunger. Captain Baker put his left hand on my hip, stopped me from moving and said again, “Your orders SIR!” As he said that, he shoved two fingers of his right hand into my hole using the sweat and whatever ass juice/blood might be there to ease his way. I moaned louder and Captain Baker covered my mouth with his left hand as the fingers on his right jammed in and out of my ass and then starting trying to stretch my hole and dig around. His fingernails found my gut walls and he dug in. I moaned loudly into his hand and pushed my ass back to let him know I wanted more of that. Captain Baker paused. He slowly withdrew his two fingers and I was suddenly afraid I had gone too far. He removed his hand from my mouth, leaned to my left ear and said, “Sir, we have to be quiet. You understand? I WILL make sure that you are Sir, you understand?” I just shook my head and kept looking forward. “Now Sir, I had asked you for my orders but believe you are not yet fit to command. You will do as I say now Sir. I have not fucked anyone since I left home, so I need you to take it like I want Sir. I will not stop once I start Sir.” He paused, I heard some rustling and thought fuck, he was grabbing a condom. “Sir, now here, open your mouth.” I turned my head slightly to the left and opened my mouth. Captain Baker stuffed a bandana between my lips and teeth, then with a couple fingers made sure the entire thing was in my mouth. My jaws were open and mouth full of his sweaty bandana to ensure I would stay quiet. The Captain then put his left hand on the back of my shoulder and pushed me. I bent forward, placed my hands on the toilet, and arched my back so my ass was up and out. My dress shirt was scrunched up just above my ass, but Captain Baker pushed it a little higher. I assumed he was looking at my biohazard tattoo, but he did not say a word so I knew he did not know what it was. Captain Baker moaned again, parted my cheeks, and this time four big fingers on his right hand drove themselves into my hole. I whimpered and moaned as he found the spot he was digging at before in my guts. He knew he was on target when I jumped and whimpered. This time he bent over, wrapped his left arm around my hips, pulled me back towards him as his right hand tore at my ass. He stood up, reached around and wiped his fingers that just came out of my ass across my face and under my nose leaving a trail of ass snot across my cheek and upper lip. I braced myself as Captain Baker placed his left hand on my hips again, and I could feel him guiding his dick towards my hole. The Captain’s hips pushed forward, trying to work his dick into my ass and once he realized he was lined up he paused, grabbed my hips with both hands hard, and SLAM FUCKED ME RAW! I moaned into the bandana stuck into my mouth and used all my strength to brace myself on the toilet. Captain Baker grabbed me hard and continued to push his dick dry into my ass. I could feel him tearing my hole. Even though I had been fucked a lot lately as part of Dr Mike’s treatment program, being fucked rough and pretty dry by a big dick still did its damage and it was clear Captain Baker’s mission was to seek and destroy my asshole – RAW! The Captain’s dick served him well and forced my hole open. Every stroke hurt, but I wanted his dick so bad and was willing to do anything for it. The Captain suddenly pulled all the way out, and shoved four fingers back in there, forcing them deeper up my ass. He pulled them out and replaced with his dick as he drove it balls deep in one stroke. I tried to gasp, but had to breathe through my nose and sort of choked. Captain Baker was moaning now as he fucked – every stroke blasting my hole with big, fat, raw dick. He began pulling almost all the way out and slamming in, pulling out slamming in, faster and faster – and then stopped. My ass was on fire and I could feel his dick start throbbing, twitching, pulsing as he moaned. He stayed still for a good 10 seconds and I figured he had shot his load, but no, he started working my hole again. Now he was doing more controlled strokes, some short just in and out the hole, some balls deep, but the pace was steady and hard. I had no concept of time and the thought of getting caught did not even cross my mind, I just wanted my hole used by this soldier. Captain Baker’s fingers now dug into my sides, his nails cutting into my skin, and I could feel small trickles of blood begin to flow as his nails dug deeper and his fingers clenched into the flesh. I tried to gasp again and couldn’t. The Captain’s grip was squeezing me hard as his dick tore up my ass. I was having a hard time keeping my balance as his rhythm picked up and I then realized how loud the sound of his hips smacking into my ass was, but again I did not care. I started to moan and whimper as his dick was so deep he was making the feeling of having to piss so intense and I realized that with every thrust of his dick into my ass, a little bit of piss was dribbling out of my dick onto my shorts and dress pants. Captain Baker was breathing hard and dug deeper and deeper into my sides with his fingers and nails. I COULD BARELY BREATH AS HIS MOANS GOT LOUDER AND LOUDER AND HIS SPIT WAS FLYING AS HE SAID, “OH SIR, OH SIR, FUCK – YES – YES – FUCK SIIRRRRR!!!” THE CAPTAIN UNLOADED HIS FIRE OF STREAM AFTER STREAM OF HOT CUM INTO MY SHREDDED ASS. I COULD FEEL IT HITTING ITS TARGET AND THE ADDITIONAL WETNESS LUBED MY ASS UP AND ALLOWED HIM TO GET EVEN DEEPER AS HE CONTINUED TO FUCK ME AND HIS DICK BUCKED AND UNLOADED. The Captain slowly began to ease up his pace and his dick barely softened. I was moaning almost non-stop from the ecstasy and the need of having to piss. His breathing was almost back to normal as he continued to move his hips and work his cum into my ass. I tried to push myself to a standing position, but he pushed me back forward and kept pumping. A few minutes later he stopped. His dick was still inside me as Captain Baker allowed me to stand up straight. He stopped me from removing the bandana by covering my mouth with his left hand and said, “I needed to make sure it took Sir.” I didn’t know what he meant. The Captain put his right arm around my chest and pulled me back into him and continued, “You see Sir, on my last deployment there was this hot little girl who used to come to base. She did laundry and stuff for my squad, but was also our whore. Well, let’s just say we had a lot of fun with her, but she sent several of us home with a surprise.” “I GOT AIDS,” CAPTAIN BAKER SAID SOFTLY AS HIS LEFT HAND TIGHTENED OVER MY MOUTH AND HIS RIGHT ARM HELD ME EVEN TIGHTER. I WAS BREATHING FAST WITH EXCITEMENT, BUT HE MUST HAVE THOUGHT IT WAS FEAR AND EVEN IF I WANTED TO SCREAM OR RUN, I COULD GO NOWHERE’S AS I WAS IMPALED ON HIS DICK. “I KNOW SIR, I KNOW. NOW SIR YOU WILL HAVE ME WITH YOU ALWAYS AS I AM NOT ON ANY MEDS – CAN’T AT BASE – SO MY CUM IS LIKE A SCUD MISSILE,” CAPTAIN BAKER SAID. “I MADE SURE TO TEAR YOUR ASS UP GOOD BEFORE I STARTED, REMEMBER?” I STARTED BREATHING EVEN FASTER AND MY DICK WAS SO HARD WITH A MIXTURE OF PISS AND CUM LEAKING OUT. CAPTAIN BAKER EASED HIS HOLD WITH HIS RIGHT ARM AND PUMPED HIS STILL HARD DICK A FEW TIMES AND SAID, “I COATED YOUR GUTS WITH MY AIDS CUM UP ONE SIDE AND DOWN THE OTHER. MY BEST FRIEND FROM BOOT CAMP IS THE BASE DOC, SO FOR NOW, THE ARMY DOES NOT KNOW. I’LL BE OUT SOON - IN ABOUT A YEAR, AND HAVE BEEN LOOKING FOR A GOOD PIECE OF ASS TO COME HOME TO, NOW I GOT YOU SIR.” My eyes got really wide and I thought what the fuck? As he pulled his dick out of my ass, Captain Baker turned me to face him and said, “I’m going to take the bandana out now. What do you say Sir?” My mouth was dry and did not seem to quite work after the bandana had sucked up all the spit I could make. “Thank you Captain, thank you for marking me as your ass,” I said softly. Captain Baker smiled, put his hand on my shoulder and said, “Now Sir, wash off your face and get dressed. I think you need some more airborne dick that is full of AIDs cum, follow me. I got a couple guys from my squad upstairs who need a wake-up call and they are going to enjoy helping me train you to be a good AIDs whore for some big old Army dick!” Well, once we left the bathroom, I stopped in the lobby, used the payphone to call the office and left a message to say I was sick. I then followed Captain Baker to the elevators and we passed the front desk clerk in the hallway who gave us both a nod and a big old knowing smile. Captain Baker stepped into the elevator, pushed 8, and the doors closed. He looked at me with an evil smile, rubbed his dick, and nodded as he pulled a cigarette out and lit up. My plans to do some stealth pozzing of my own did not quite work out, but that was OK. What better way to support the troops then to give them their own AIDs whore and biohazard ass? -
It was late last Wednesday night and I was at home. When the the dark south Asian fb buddy contacted me ( he was one of the 3 from the bathhouse visit). He was in my area visiting another friend of his. He wanted to know if I'd be interested in tag teaming this friend of his. I said sure. When I got there he was well into fucking his friend, a tall white guy. We made some small talk ask I dressed, as I did our bottom start to suck my cock to get me hard and to get to it. My friend laid down on the bed, his cock still covered in the lube form the bottom ass. As the bottom climbed back onto his fuck bench. Which it him on the ideal position to suck the fb. I step in behind the bottom. Considering that they had already been at it, so I figured he was already well lubed. I slide in and deep to his wet ass. He let out a moan as I did and started suck my fb. About 5 minutes into are tag team Oreo, my fb looked up at me with a huge smile and said, "He's suck me the same way your fucking him." I looked down and watched his head bob on my fb cock. Short quick burst Long and slow Deep thrusts Swirl Long dicking All were happen to the fb cock. For the next 20 minute, I listen to each of them moan as I fucked. Several time I was sure the fb was going to cum from how he twisted and turned on the bed, when I power fuck the bottoms ass. Since this was a tag team, I tag the fb to switch. I want to feel this too. The fb started fucking the bottom, as he started sucking. It was even better that when. Was getting undressed. It had been several days since I'd last unloaded, and under that skilled mouth, I didn't last. My 4 day load was unloaded. Which he sucked up every dropped.
