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Before I read your story, I'd never heard of anyone leaking like that except me. It's a constant stream of piss or pre-cum or jizz--whatever it is, it tastes delicious--that always accompanies a slam. But it always makes me feel self-conscious. Even guys I've slammed with have reached down to grab my dick, and finding a small, wet, soft clit, they give me a strange look that ruins my high. Thanks to your story, I have hope I'll meet someone who'll love my ability to soak us in dick juices, and just wallow with me. Until then, I have your story. Thank you.

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This has taken a while, but I figured I should finish the story...

Part Four: 

So that summer, I said farewell to my grandaprents, not realizing that it was going to be the final goodbye.  Just weeks after I moved to Atlanta, they were killed in a car crash.  I am sure that many of ya'll think that I would become wealthy, but the farm was heavily in debt and we had to sell it off just to satisfy the bills.  There wasn't even enough money left over to help with college.  Even so, I moved in with Rocky and Alex.  Rocky and myself were still undergoing our cunting training, although I seemed to be taking it better than he was.  That summer, in early June, Alex walked into the apartment and asked, "Are you ready for your permanent family marker?"  I repleied with enthusiasm that I was up for anything, especially as the fuck flu had kept me down for weeks already.  We went down to a seedy looking tattoo parlor, right off of Ponce near downtown and Alex whispered something in the tattoo artist's ear.  He just smiled and motioned for me to go into the back room.  Once back there, Alex instructed me to undress, so I took my shirt off.  I was expecting the tattoo on my pec, just like all my brothers.  "No," he said, "all of your clothes."  With that I fully undressed, exposing my caged cock, somewhat embarassingly to the tattoo artist.  Alex whipped out the key that Dad had given him and took the cage off.  My hairless boycock started to harden with its new found freedom.  Alex looked at the tattoo artist and they both understood that my hardon was not going to help the tatoo situation.  "Hang on a minute" the tattoo artist said as he walked back into the main area.  He returned in seconds with a handfull of preloaded syringes.  "This lidocaine should take care of the problem," he said, and with that he wiped my dick and the surrounding area with alcohol and started to inject a series of injections into me.  I was immediately numb and my dick was fast asleep.  "Gonna have to get some of those for Rocky," Alex said with an evil grin.  With that the artist started to work on my new biohazard tattoo, and an hour later he was done and my cock was numb and locked.  The artist gave Alex a bag of the preloaded lidocaine syringes as we waled out the door.  Damn, Dad must have connections all over the city for just about anything he needs I thought.  We drove back to the apartment and made small talk on the trip back, mostly about what college was going to be like.  The next few months were sort of a blur, with all of the sex and drugs.  I was introduced to dealing by Rocky and Alex, but mostly I just made private deliveries for them or Dad, rather than the actual process of dealing.  I was amazed at some of the places that I delivered to.  Think of some of the most posh estates in Buckhead and you get the idea.  

It was during this time that Dad intoduced me to other fun substances besides tina.  First, it was GBH, which I found took the edge off of the tina and made the ride a hell of a lot more fun and less harsh.  Quite different than when he had given it to me with other meds to help me crash.  Then, just before college started that fall, I was in Dad's dungeon playing with Jaden and Mark, as Dad, Rocky, and Alex were in Florida for the weekend.  I hadn't been told why they were going, but it was't odd for Dad to take one or more of us on a trip with him, with the exception of myself, as I was still so new.  Both of them were heavy into fisting, and I was still undergoing cunting training, Dad had left me in their care with explicit instructions to work my boy cunt over well.  Anyhow, I had gotten cleaned out and Jason had prepped our rigs while Jaden and Mark watched porn and waited for me.  Then, as I stepped out of the shower, Jason stepped in.  "Whoa... what the hell are you doing?" I asked.  Immediately, Jason replied that Mark had told him to clean out as well as there was only one bottom and two tops, and nobody wanted to get bored.  I asked "What is the point if you can't get off?" to which he replied, "i still enjoy a good fist fucking session every now and then, and some clear juice drips out." I turned around to walk off and noticed two rigs that were heavily loaded and four that were about half, although still generously full any way you look at it.  That when it dawned on me that I had never seen Jason high at all.  Ever.  This could be interesting I thought as put my jock on and joined the bros in the living room watching porn.  Soon enough, Jason walked in and Jaden looked at me with his evil jock grin and announced, "its time to head down for some fun."  With that, we all headed to the dungeon in the basement.  Jason and I soon found ourselves strapped down to the fisting benches and the Crisco had been brought out.  However, there was a new device hanging from the ceiling that looked sort of like an oxygen mask in an airplane.  These were brought down and strapped over our faces.  As mine was strapped on, I asked what it was.  "Its a feeder system for poppers that I can set based on what you need so that you stay strapped up." replied Mark.  Then, I looked on as Jaden and Mark took two of the smaller rigs and slammed themselves.  Neither really coughed, but just got that look that they were ready for anything.  Then Jaden grabbed my right arm and deftly slipped a torniquet on it , wiped the main vein on my arm with a wipe.  Pulling the tip cover off of the rig, he looked at me and asked, with his eyes fixed in mine, "You ready for it, bro?"  Whether or not I was , and I was, it really wouldn't have mattered at this point.  With that, the rig was in, registered and dumped almost before I could think about it.  Suddenly, my ears were ringing and my boy cunt felt empty.  Jaden knew exactly what to do.  He slowly started working his had into me, and almost unbelievably less than 15 minutes later he was in me.  I looked over and saw Mark giving Jason about as much pleasure as a nutless wonder could have.  Suddenly, just as Jaden had gotten into me, and only just past the hand, he stopped.  "I have a surprise for ya, lil bro."  Oh shit... surprises around here come in many forms, both good and bad.  He went over and grabbed a mirror with several white lines cut on top of it.  Cocaine?  Why would I want that?  I had just slammed a .25 less than half an hour ago.  Jaden walked up to me, "This is K--ketamine.  Its a tranquilizer and if you like G, you will love this.  I am gonna hold the straw for ya and I want you to breathe in as hard as you can."  With that, one of the fat lines disappearred.  I didn't really feel much at first, but them, bam... pure bliss.  I my state of pure bliss I hadn't noticed that Jaden had grabbed one of the other two rigs that were still left, the ones that had a ton in them.  Jaden took my arm down, looked me in the eyes and said, "This is gonna be the grand finale of your cunting tonight.  Dad told us to finish it for him since he had to be out of town.  After tonight, when you have your full body orgasm, you will never want to play with that boy clit again, unless you have to to knock up a neg cunt."  I just looked at him, totally in a k hole state, and nodded.  Not that he cared whether I agreed or not, but I was so fucked up that I would have nodded at anything he said.  It was about all I could muster.  Then, without warning, I felt a jab in my arm again.  "You're really gonna feel this, bro.  Its a .75, which is more than I have ever done.  None of what he said really registered.  I was just sort of there, and sort of not there.  Suddenly, I felt a tightness in my chest and a cough like all of my lungs were coming out.  "Holy fuck, holy fuck, holy fuck" was all I could manage to say.  Then, I smelled the poppers.  In the minute that I had been rushing, Jaden had recuffed my arm in place, turned the poppers mask on lightly, and was back in position with his arm elbow deep in me.  I was in pure bliss.  This went on for some time, how long I'm not sure as time has a tendency to be warped during these sessions.  But he was straight up punch fucking me, and quite hard.  Unlike anything I had done with Dad or any brothers before.  Then, suddenly I smelled the poppers get much stronger and that familiar burning sensation in my boy cunt.  I had no idea what he had planned at this point.  About that time, I felt more pressure on my boycunt.  That was when I realized that he was going in with both hands.  Jaden worked my boy hole for a bit and then stopped.  He came up to me and took the mask off and presented me with another line of K.  I eagerly partook, and soon enough the mask was back on delivering copious amounts of amyl and oxygen.  It didnt take long for him to pop his second hand in, and within minutes, he had put so much pressure on what I call my "boy button" that I was in a full body orgasm, that according to Jaden, lasted for nearly half an hour.  As good as that felt, hell everybody ought to cum that way.  As I slowly came out of the climax of my life, two things hit me.  First, he was way deeper than my prostate, so that orgasm came from somewhere else totally, and second, Jason was in the throes of a similar climax as well.  I just laid back in shock.  Jaden looked at me, "Time that you finally returned, bro." I asked him, Was I like that?" pointing to Jason.  "Yeh, but about three times as intense."  I looked down and my jock was covered in cum, pre cum, piss, and sweat.  Jaden and Mark swapped off for the night, and we had more fun, but nothing like that first full body orgasm.  We ended the night with the biggest plug Dad had shoved in me, and then it was off to shower and get ready for the week ahead, when I would have to register for classes.

That week, I went to Tech and registered for classes and Jaden, Mark, and myself went for lunch at the Varsity.  Dad still wasn't back, so I was hanging with Jaden and Mark as I didn't really want to be by myself the whole time.  When I was in line registering for classes, I met this hot fucker named Eric.  He was about 6' and 175 with pure ginger hair and a skoal ring in his back pocket.  We struck up a conversation and hit it off immediately, having come from similar backgrounds.  I left out a few key details about my personal life that he didn't need to know just yet.  I was on the prowl for another bro.  Eric was toatlly straight, or so he claimed, but I was betting some boy medicine would turn him into the cock hungry monster I knew he could become.  We swapped numbers before leaving so that we could stay in touch, although since he would be staying on campus, it wouldn't be that hard to find him.  A few days went by and were at the last weeknd of summer.  Classes were going to start on Monday, and I get a phone call from Eric.  It seems that his girlfriend had dumped him and he was looking for something to do.  So, being the great guy that I am, I agreed to hang out with him on Saturday night.  I told Jaden and Mark about him, and they agreed to go along as back up if needed.  Saturday rolled around, and I picked up Eric to head out to Stone Mountain to some redneck pool halls I knew about out there that didn't ask for ID.  We pulled in the parking lot and got out.  He missed that I was checking his ass out the whole time we were headed to the door.  Jaden and Mark were already there, mostly just for safety.  We grabbed some beers and he commented on how he would "like to get his dick wet" when he was watching some bar hag.  He got up to go to the restroom after our fourth or fifth beer, and when he returned I had shots of whisky for us.  Little did he know that his had enough rophenyl in his to take out a small village.  It didn't take long and he was slurring and stammering.  I got him to the truck and took him home, where the drug slowly wore off.  I asked him as he came to if, " ya want something to make ya feel better and more awake?  That shot must have put ya over the edge there."  "Sure" he replied as I went to the apartment kitchen and grabbed a pill that had been filled with tina.  He popped two of them and in about half an hour he was damn near euphoric and so talkative it was almost annoying.  "You want a join, Eric?" I asked.  "Hell yeh" was the quick reply.  Little did he know that it was laced with t as well.  Pretty soon, macho stud hetero boy was all but trying to get in my pants.  I couldn't let him down there yet as I was still locked and had no key.  Plus, I didnt want to scare him.  "There is plenty more where that came from, buddy" I told him as we left to get him back to his dorm room.  We mase plans to hang out the next weekend, when I was hoping Dad would be back, along with Alex and Rocky.

On that Tuesday, the second day of classes, I returned to the apartment to find Alex, but no Rocky.  "He is at Dad's recovering" Alex said.  Concerned, I asked, "What the fuck happened?"  Alex replied that Rocky had not been doing well in his cunting and that Dad had taken him to a surgeon to get the issue fixed.  "Fixed???  What the fuck do you mean by that?" I asked.  Alex replied, " he had a minor procedure, nothing too major to help him be a better bottom.  That is all I am allowed to say right now."  

Part 5: Rocky explained, Eric meets Dad and Cheyenne's Brothersimage.jpg.7e693b9f759afb110b5d5f34b5184e04.jpgimage.jpg.7e693b9f759afb110b5d5f34b5184e04.jpgCheyennes Tattoo

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Just read this story for the first time ..... loved it.    Hope you continue writing.    I love the anal orgasms I get from cunting  .... I have learned or been trained to focus only on the top's pleasure using my ass and ass muscles and ignoring my cock.   It is most satisfying to both of us as a cum solely from being fucked and fisted.

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