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The Royal Poz Fuck Gang [six-Part Story]

Note to the Reader: I decided to take on a huge project this time around. The thread "The Unremorseful Stealther" was one many people encouraged me to have a continuation of after the main story. I will definitely go back to it and fill in the next portion, but I wanted to formally have a Hot & Outrageous Cum Soaked storyline for you boys with unique and kinky tales of Sexcapades and the Men who love them. Maybe some of you will even recognize the real dick-down sessions that inspired these fuck-tales. [5-Star Ratings very welcome!]

Chapter I: A Letter to Mr. BigDick

This wasn't your typical party, of that much I am certain. Five men sat around a small table top with what looked to be a poker game going on. Cigar smoke hung in the air thickly in the shadowy basement which was dimly lit by a single bare bulb off to the side. If one was to come down into the basement they would be able to barely make out the outline of a rumpled mattress pushed into a corner and a sling near it, the walls all lined with mirrors, a single flat-screened TV on an entertainment stand playing porn, and a tripod with the single red-glowing eye of a recorded peering back from the darkness. This was the courtroom of the self-proclaimed Royal Poz Fuck Gang...or maybe the dungeon.

"So, get a load of this guys," spoke up the first of the men, light brown skin told of his mixed heritage, and the bright and vibrant face exemplified the fact of his youth. He could only be in his late 20's at most. He sat shirtless, showing-off the hard earned six-pack with baggy sweatpants barely clinging to his powerful and toned legs. He was younger than all except one of the men gathered, but believe it or not he was the leader of this devious bunch, "This bottom I fuckin' bred and converted sent me a love letter!"

"No fucking way man," laughed a shaved muscle daddy with a silver and black goatee that sat next to him, "He tracked you down because he fell for ya, after I know you must have stealth pozzed his neg hole. You get all the good shit when we get together."

"Markus, if you're not used to the King of Poz Fucks coming up with something hot and wild by now, you really haven't been paying attention. Now, get on with it Derrick and tell us about this new convert of yours."

The young black male cracked his knuckles and picked up the letter with artistic handwriting sprawled across its pages.

'Dear Mr. BigDick,'

I thought when I wrote this letter for you I'd be pissed. I thought maybe I'd be crying uncontrollably even...but no, here I am sitting with an uncontrollable hard-on as I finger myself wishing it was your fat hung cock ripping into me like you had just over two months ago. I guess I should just come out with it...you pozzed me and I know you did it on purpose now. I was naive and more importantly...I was easy. You used my hole and filled it with poison seed without even caring and lied to my face you were neg. It was the hottest thing I have ever experienced, hotter than any fantasy I had dared to conjure up in my most twisted daydream (and one I could have never confessed.) Maybe...you'll take me back even though my hole is no good to you bugged up, since you can only convert me once after all.

Maybe I shouldn't have but I secretly video taped our encounter...and sent it back to you so you can watch it and hopefully will see I'm worth filling one last time at least...or maybe you'll just keep it as a trophy of me being a notch on your belt. Fuck...even that would turn me on.

Mr. BigDick already had the video started and all eyes turned to flickering screen hungrily to see the conquest with their own eyes and how a bottom could be so mesmerized after being so utterly used and thrown away by their hung comrade.

"Wow, you look exactly like your pictures," a young Italian jock voiced in a low tone sitting on the only bed in view of the camera angle.

"Your pics don't do you justice man," a smooth and sensual response came from Mr. BigDick, "Should let me take some pics of you sometime...I bet I could get some great positions with you."

"Pun intended?" the Italian jock laughed good-naturedly drawing a bit closer to the thuggish looking hook-up he was about to test the waters with since he only recently came out.

"Always," Mr. Bigdick voiced with a mischevious grin, "Now what was it you were wanting to do my man?" The Italian boy shrugged and looked away with a blush already spreading across his face.

"Is it cliche to say I've never been with a black guy before?" He chuckled nervously.

"Only if you add right after that, you always wanted to get with one to see if the stereotype is true about black dudes being hung and fucking your hole into the ground," Mr. BigDick joked with another laugh. His right hand strayed to his crotch grabbing on it suggestively. A clear outline of the beast beneath the thin layer of cotton could be easily picked out. Italian boy felt himself flush with something different from shyness now, he wanted this hot and street-wise playboy and he wanted him to do nasty things, things he could never speak of to any of his friends or family...he wanted hot and secret fantasies to be realized and dirty kink to go down.

"Guilty as charged," Italian Boy confessed, without another word he was already sucking on the thick meat even while it was still covered by the sweatpants. His eager hands tugged at the waistband to uncover his mouth watering (and filling) prize.

"SHIT!" Italian Boy breathed in awe as he saw just how big it was, almost nine inches in length and he could only guess its girth, "No way I could get more than the head in my mouth."

"Mmmm, hope you ain't turning me down from getting a lil something something already," Mr. BigDick teased in a sultry tone while cocking his head to the side. An inviting and reassuring smile creased his full lips as he asked his next question, "You're neg, right playboy?"

"Oh yeah, I've sucked guys before but you'll be the first anal, and we're going to be safe anyway just because you know...can't be too careful," Italian Boy explained. The most impish of looks seemed to show on Mr. BigDick's visage for just a moment before vanishing. The men at the table all chuckled and nudged one another as they watched, it was that knowing Stealther Smirk, he was gonna get that ass one way or another and it was going to be overflowing with toxic jizz.

"Let me rim ya man, that'll open you up, and we can just go from there," Mr. BigDick suggested. Italian Boy complied willingly and bent down onto all fours so his ass could hang just over the edge of the bed, facing the camera. BigDick's tongue was already lapping and teasing expertly at that perky bubble butt making it wet and tantalized by its dancing motions. A loud and prolonged moan escaped the bottom-to-be's lips as he rested there. His ass sank just a bit lower and his back arched just a bit more over the next few minutes showing his eagerness to take more than a tongue had to offer...it was sweet torture and BigDick wasn't ending it that soon to make sure the bottom would make the fatal mistake.

"Fuuuuuck! I need that cock," Italian Boy begged meekly looking back at Mr. BigDick with pleading blue eyes.

"Before I put on a condom, I just want to make sure my hardon won't go away by teasing your hole, alright?" Italian boy was already wiggling his tanned ass so he could have optimal positioning, "and here...ever used poppers?"

"Sorta...I tried something called Maximum Impact, but...I don't think I get how to use it," Italian boy admitted sheepishly.

"Just sniff in both noses, this is way easier," Mr. BigDick encouraged his target. The man licked his lips as he slapped his swollen cock head against an ass cheek of the boy on all fours in front of him. His dick pressed gently against the hole but then pulled away and circled just outside it to give the bottom time to fall into the trap. Italian Boy sniffed somewhat cautiously at the nondescript brown bottle with liquid in it. He then followed up with his other nose, this time with a bit more of an inhale.

"Oh...my...fuuuck!" He sighed in exhilaration while a relaxing heat radiated from his chest and went straight for his hole making it feel even hungrier than he could ever remember his ass being. The quick sound of spit came from Mr. BigDick and his member was covered with saliva. Another splat of the liquid hit Italian' Boys eagerly waiting ass and he moved his cock swiftly against the sphincter and carefully observed Italian Boy's reaction.

"Like how that dick feels against your ass white boy?" Mr. BigDick inquired in a low masculine tone, he pressed the head of his cock harder against the bent over hole, almost enough to feel like he would go in, but not enough to actually penetrate.

"Mmmmm..." Italian Boy moaned softly in response, leaning back even more against the dick letting it nearly pop in and sniffing more of the poppers already. Mr. BigDick plunged into that tight boy cunt without another moment's hesitation or deliberation. Italian Boy's head reared up instantly with a sharp noise of surprise, he tried to wiggle forward slightly to lessen the speed he was being entered with, but Mr. BigDick already had his powerful hands gripping the boy's sides forcefully to keep him in place.

"Shhhh, I ain't going to give that hole more than it can handle," Mr. BigDick whispered hypnotically his voice had a dark comforting lull that eased Italian Boy back onto the fat cock that now was over half-way up his bare boy hole. He hit the poppers once more inspite of himself, his hole ignited into a white-hot insatiable tool for the man topping him to use to his heart's content and Italian Boy loved it. He had never imagined feeling so slutty and worthless and still feeling good, excited, and hungry for ever more.

"Holy fucking hell!" the bottom swore loudly, as he began to get railed entirely with the monstrous cock Mr. BigDick wielded with surgical precision for hitting the spots in his ass that would send the bottom shaking involuntarily with waves of pleasure and sinful delight, "So this is why guys get so obsessed with black tops, FUCK! Rape me!"

"Yeah bitch. Give it on up boy," Mr. BigDick's gaze was fixated on the sweet hole that was sliding from the base of his balls to just over the head of his near nine-inch dick, the ass lips tugged and sucked on the cock as he fucked viciously and deeply showing just how fat that cock was and how tight his pleasure boy used to be. He was wide open now, juicy and wet with pre-cum lining the inside of his hole and covering the entirety of BigDick's shaft. He now pushed on the center of the bottom's back, making him arch his ass up towards his dick even more so he could plunge, fuck, and fill that boy hole ever deeper and more quickly.

Italian Boy moaned and cried out periodically incoherently as his hole was assaulted and slowly getting his poz top closer to climax to infect his naive neg ass with unmedicated seed. Italian Boy closed his eyes lost in pleasure as he sunk into the sweat drenched sheets, only aware of the room shaking from the force of Mr. BigDick's thrusts crashing against the mattress with each rever-berating slam into the bubble butt the white bottom gave up so eagerly.

"Oh shit I am about to fill up that white boy pussy," Mr. BigDick announced as he licked his lips and sped up to full frenzy thrusting, making them short and powerful. A wave of went across Italian Boy's ass and up his back from how much strength BigDick put into those dick strikes he delivered into the very deepest center of his bottom.

"Dude--Duuude! Just..cum on my back or in my mouth. Fuck, I didn't mean to let you fuck me raw this long," Italian Boy begged suddenly, even as he got his legs forced further apart so his top could put the hole into optimal receptive positioning for his cock and cum. Italian Boy's face was nearly completely obscured by a pillow, he couldn't even see if Mr. BigDick was giving the telltale signs of a top about to cum in his facial expressions.

"I'm clean my man. You're gonna get my fucking load playboy, I own this fuck hole," Mr. BigDick said sharply with a resounding slap of his hand against a white ass cheek. Italian Boy whimpered acceptingly and took his brutal ass fuck in submission, he could feel the veins of the cock inside him pop and the already thick fuck stick grow even more full as cum gathered up inside for release. He desperately hit the poppers one last time to prepare for the climax. Mr. BigDick seemed to be able to sense his bottom's acceptance and change from the poppers immediately, because right at the same time he began to spurt hot rivets of tainted seed as deep inside his new convert as possible. He growled his satisfaction as he gripped each cheek even harder like handlebars and let his sweet man milk coat the walls of his bottom until he popped out of that sweet and no longer innocent ass and a spray of poisoned poz seed splattered everywhere from the volume of cum inside Italian Boy's used up fuck hole.

"Hot damn, I haven't emptied a bombshell like that in a good long time," Mr. BigDick laughed in satisfaction, slapping that ass he had craftily gifted -- Once. Twice. Three times before he stuffed his index finger into his ass hole to push some of his cum back inside.

"Your cum feels hotter than other guys' cum..." Italian Boy commented idly as he flopped completely onto his stomach, covered in cum and sweat from his dominant top buddy, "Like there's something extra there."

"Weird," Mr. BigDick said with a sly and knowing smile, "I wonder why..."

--End of Video--

Edited by LeCross
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Great start. Really hot to hear Big Dick's soothing, seductive talk to get Italian Boy to loosen up and give up his hole for BD's toxic seed.

Nothing like a naive white boy being stealthed by a black guy with a big cock--sounds from IB's letter he wants a return trip ticket stamped, too.

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Great start. Really hot to hear Big Dick's soothing, seductive talk to get Italian Boy to loosen up and give up his hole for BD's toxic seed.

Nothing like a naive white boy being stealthed by a black guy with a big cock--sounds from IB's letter he wants a return trip ticket stamped, too.

Thanks! I definitely love hearing feedback on what people really get turned on by or notice as a good touch in the stories especially when they are based on real fuck sessions and the guys involved (gotta do the fellas and myself justice!) Haha, there will be more soon...Hopefully it only gets better and better as I advance in Chapters.

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