Closing Time

[Docebrown]

Another hot chapter Logan43. I hope you keep more cumming.

[Guest dannyboy122]

Hell fucking hot damm.

[TTFN]

All those toxic swimmers in Luke's wrecked hole really make me jealous. 

[CHELCBBTTM]

Luke is a lucky, dirty piggy and the envy of us all. Loving the continuing chapters and hope for more soon.

[logan43]

The man behind Luke held him close, with his spent, venomous dick still impaling the jock strap-clad god.  His whiskered face nuzzled Luke’s neck and kissed him, as Luke’s cock drooled onto the floor.  Luke relished the semen-soaked, semen-filled moment.  “Fuck.  I need more of this, guys.  I need your dicks.  I need your cum.  I need your piss.  Hell, I might even need your fists.  This is fucking amazing, I don’t want to ever leave this goddam place,” Luke exclaimed with a smile, as if exhaling years of his pent-up sexual energy.

Suddenly, the door to the restroom slammed open with a kick.  Flashlights illuminated the dim, tiled room as a voice boomed “Police.  Nobody move, and keep your hands where we can see them.”

Panic set in among the men.   The man behind Luke released Luke from his embrace and quickly backed his cock out of Luke’s abused hole.   A glob of frothy cum escaped and ran down Luke’s leg.

“OK, guys, fun’s over.  Put on your clothes.  You’re under arrest.”

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A few hours later, Luke told Billy “My parents are going to murder me,” as they sat among their sleazy cohorts, drunks, hookers and junkies in the crowded cell.  He held back tears. “I’m also probably going to lose my job,” he added.

“You need to chill the fuck out. You’re Steve’s property now anyway. His whore. You don’t need your parents or your job or any of the other bullshit you have.  All you need is more dick in your ruined cunt.  You and I are born to be whores; we're just doing our thing,”  Billy smirked.

A guard came in and called a few names, including Billy’s and Luke’s.  “Bail’s been posted.  You men are getting out.”

“Thank god,” Luke remarked as they got up and walked out of the jail to find Steve standing on the sidewalk.

"Nicely done, fellas," Steve remarked, greeted Billy and Luke with a grin.  Luke hugged Steve and tried not to cry.

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The next morning, Luke awoke in Steve’s bed thirsty and with a sore throat.  Laying there naked, he could feel dried cum crust all over his body:  around his hole, down his legs, on his face, and in his hair.   His ass was sore from the intense public restroom fuck session he’d endured hours earlier.  He smelled of piss, sweat, and urine.  Picking up his phone from the bedside table he found a text from his roommate:  “You ok?  Where are you?”

Luke scratched down to the base of his soft shaft.   He suddenly felt a familiar stinging sensation in his pubes.   He knew the feeling immediately:  crabs.  “Shit,” he said to himself, recalling the one time in college he’d dealt with a case of the fuckers.

“Yeah, I’m fine” Luke lied in his responsive text, “Met a trick last night after beers and stayed over.  See you tonight.”

His phone then vibrated with a text from Billy.  “Warning:  I’ve got a rash all over my cock right now dude and I’m pretty sure I just pissed fire, lol.  Last night was fun.  Loved watching that full blown guy dump a load in you, SLUT! ” 

The words weighed heavy on Luke.  Luke thought to himself, “This is rock bottom.”

Steve rolled over and spooned Luke from behind, his massive morning wood pressing against Luke’s ass, and asked “How you feeling, stud?

“Shitty.  Toxic, like I know I am.  I’ve got fucking crabs.  I can feel em.  And Billy just texted me about STDs he’s got.  What the fuck have I done?”

Steve kissed Luke’s neck and started grinding his dick against Luke’s crusty body, cooing “Relax.  It’s your nature now, baby. I planted my hot seed in you on Friday, and look how it’s grown. Quickly, I might add.  My DNA has changed you. You need toxic cum now.  You’ve gotten the taste for it and now you’re addicted.”

Luke thought about Steve’s words and was torn.  His mind told him this was ridiculous sex chat, but his body affirmed everything Steve said.  Luke’s dick began to harden at the notion he needed STD-ridden loads, even as he pondered aloud “This is crazy.  I’m throwing everything away, I’ve got a fucking record now… for what?”

“My jizz.  My loads.  Forever,” Steve quietly answered, whispering to Luke as he kissed dry cum covered neck.  “Be my whore.  Quit your job.  Move in with me.  I’ll take care of you. Just be my whore forever.” 

Some of the energy he’d felt in that park restroom began to fill him again, bringing him back from the brink.  Maybe he had found new life in Steve, but he nevertheless replied "I don’t know, I really don't.  It's hot to think about and all, but unrealistically...."

Steve cupped his hand over Luke’s mouth to quiet him, and aligned his dick against Luke’s cum-crusted hole, urging “Just take my dick now, and we’ll figure it out later,” as he pressed his cock into Luke's abused hole.

Luke relished submitting control, worry and fear as Steve dominated him.  He loved feeling Steve's massive dick enter his tender sex chute.  He pressed back until he felt Steve's pubes against Luke's lower back, grunting "Oh fuck yeah," although his voice was somewhat muffled by Steve's palm over his lips.

Steve pushed and pulled his long, fat cock slowly into and out of Luke’s bubble butt.  After about five minutes of this restrained fucking, Steve announced “I’m gonna cum in your ass, Luke, mark you again.  You are mine, and we are one, now and always.”  Luke's eyes rolled back in ecstasy knowing he was taking Steve's load again.

Steve's radioactive dick spurted volley after volley of hot, toxic semen deep into Luke's guts. 

[TTFN]

Thought maybe we were in for a gangbang in the jail. Maybe Luke will get a bit of time when he goes before the judge.

[seattlebbbtm]

I love this series

[Docebrown]

gGreat hope there is more to cum in this series

[Guest yelrom]

Great story I would love t have been Luke

[rawbbpozbtm]

faggot has to agree with everyone else.. this is one HOT story!!!  can't wait to read more

[Guest]

This story got My cock dripping in the first description of Steve. I met a guy when I lived in Nashville that all of my friends were afraid of and warned me to stay away from him because he was into SM. That intrigued me and I put myself in his way so he would notice me. When he fucked me it was one of the best fucks I have ever taken. Luke is a lucky boy.

[logan43]

Two hundred miles away from Luke’s cum-fueled descent (and months before they’d meet and consummate their relationship on film) Josh was in his dorm room getting ready for his date.  

Just out of the shower, warm water drops dotted his pale, freckled body in the steamy bathroom.  He wiped down the cold mirror hanging on the back of the door with his hand and took a look at himself, towel draped over his shoulders.  He’d come into his own in college, and was proud of the muscles he’d grown since his skinny high school days.  His uncut Irish dick was admirable, he thought, hanging below his red happy trail.  He aggressively scrubbed his body with his towel, and emerged into his dorm room naked and mostly dry.  

His roommate was out of town for the weekend, making his coordination of the night a little easier, as finding a discrete place to get together had proven tough.   

His phone buzzed.  His suitor, Scott, texted “I’m downstairs.”   

“Fuck.”  Josh thought to himself.  “He’s early.”

Josh replied that he’d be right down to sign Scott in to let him up.  He frantically dressed:  A white jock strap (as Scott requested), jeans, flip flops, and a loose fitting tee bearing his college’s logo.   

Josh’s cock was semi hard and his stomach fluttered as he hit the elevator down button.  He was about to have sex for the first time of his life. 

And it was a bit of a scandal:  Josh was still in the closet.  He met Scott on a hookup app.  Scott was a sexy daddy-type, a partnered, mid-forty-something professor at another university nearby.  As they’d gotten to know one another through texts and couple coffee dates, Josh had learned that Scott was HIV+, on meds, only played safe, and that his partner had no idea that they were anything but a strictly monogamous couple.  

Josh had fallen hard for Scott, and wanted Scott to be the first to be his first. Josh had overcome initial fears about Scott’s status, and playing safe was fine by Josh.  On occasion, Josh had even dreamed of Scott pozzing him as an act of love and commitment.  Josh had read erotic stories to this effect and had sought out pozzing porn.  Despite lingering fears of HIV even in the context of "safe" sex, and no actual intent to act on the fantasies, Josh needed to have Scott’s protected dick inside him.

In the lobby Josh recited the script they’d discussed.   “Uncle Scott!” he said, despite no familial relation.

“Josh!” Scott said, praying that no one would recognize him, as some students attended classes at his university too.

“Want to come up to see my room before dinner?” Josh said, not that anyone in the lobby cared about this faux-interaction.

“Sure!” Scott said as Josh signed him in and ushered him through the turnstile.

It was to be the first time they’d been physically intimate together other than just a peck on the cheeks or lips after coffee.  On many occasions, they’d texted or chatted about what they wanted to do to each other, but they’d never had an opportunity to explore one another physically.

Upon closing the dorm room door, Josh immediately began kissing, fondling and disrobing Scott.  

Removing his button-down shirt revealed Scott’s big pectoral muscles and a forest of long chest hair and salted with white strands.   His skin was dark and freckled from years of sun damage.   

Josh then undid Scott’s belt, and Scott’s navy slacks fell to his ankles.  Scott’s legs were thick and hairy.  Josh’s hands roamed every time more skin was revealed.  He felt Scott’s hardening daddy dick under Scott’s white briefs.  

“Stop.” Scott said as he took a seat on Josh’s bed.  “Strip for me.  Leave your jock on.”

Josh removed his tee and threw it to the floor.   He kicked his flip flops off and unbuttoned his jeans.   They fell to the floor and he stepped out of them.  Ass exposed between the straps and hard cock poking against the jock, he approached the Scott, who was seated on the bed.

Scott cupped Josh’s erect basket and pulled him close.  He worked his tongue over the fabric separating Scott from the young man's dick. Josh was precumming and shaking in anticipation of this first sexual encounter.  

Scott looked up Josh’s pristine body.  Josh represented so much Scott longed for:  youth, vitality, sexuality, and freedom.  Scott knew his mid-life malaise wouldn’t be solved by fucking an undergad, and he didn’t want to fuck up his longtime relationship or his tenure at the university, but felt so alive being so wanted by the young sexy man.

“You’re an angel.”  He said, sniffing Josh’s jock.   He turned Josh around, spread his white, smooth cheeks, and inserted his face between them. 

Josh had never experienced a tongue in his hole before.  It was electric, feeling Scott’s whiskers against his ass as his tongue poked into his sex chute.  He couldn’t help but tense up when the tongue pressed against his entry.  Scott hadn’t tasted a sweet young ass like this in decades.

After several minutes of this tongue-to-hole play, Scott was rock hard and ready to fuck.  He inserted his thick index finger into Josh’s now-wet hole.  Josh moaned.  After thirty seconds or so of single-finger fucking Josh, he inserted another finger, the one bearing his wedding band.  And then a third finger.  Josh pressed himself onto the three fingers, in ecstasy as his ass accommodated this invasion.  His dick throbbed and leaked in the jockstrap.  

“You ready for me to fuck you?” Scott asked, standing up behind him.

“Yeah, fuck me.”  

Scott pulled his briefs down and off.  His dick was about seven inches long and dripping precum.  He reached into the pocket of his slacks, which were on the floor, and pulled out a condom.   He bit the gold wrapper, tore it open.  He slowly unrolled the latex onto his throbbing and sensitive dick.

He bent Josh over his desk, such that Josh’s round, white ass was exposed.  Holding his dick, he guided it against Josh’s tight, wet hole.

“You ready?” he again asked politely as he pressed forward.

“Yeah” replied Josh, as he grimaced at the pain of Scott’s wrapped cock head making entry.  

“Fuck yeah.” Scott said as he slowly penetrated Josh.  He spit down onto the base of his rubber-covered shaft.

Josh’s breath was shallow as Scott’s dick imposed itself deeper into his body.  He let out a few squeals of pain, but tried to take it like a champ.  Scott’s sweat dripped onto Josh’s back as Scott leaned forward into Josh, who was also getting moist with sweat.

Finally, Scott bottomed out:  his salt and peppered pubic hair was pressed against Josh’s smooth ass.  “I’m all the way in, stud.”  He said as he kissed Josh’s neck.

“Fuck yeah!” Josh said.  The pain wouldn’t get any worse, he thought to himself. 

Scott pulled out a bit, and then slowly reinserted himself fully.  

And again, Scott pulled out, and again forward down Josh’s fuck chute.

And again, this time picking up the pace a bit. 

In, Scott’s balls brushing against Josh’s low hangers.

Out, to where Scott’s cock’s head was just shy of pulling free of Josh’s outer anal ring, and then quickly back In.

In again.  And then Out.

After about a minute of this, Scott’s rhythm increased to a quick fuck pace.  Out.  In. Out. In.  Scott’s hairy thighs were slamming against Josh’s smooth glute muscles, making an audible slapping noise.

Out.  In.  Out.  In.  

At some point, the fuck rhythm betrayed Scott, who was insistent on playing safe.  Whether it was an old condom or a lack of enough lube or just bad luck, a tear formed in the rubber.  Without noticing, other than in the feeling of sexual delight, the tear grew and Scott’s raw, precummy dick was penetrating and lubing his fuck of Josh.

Out.  In.  Out.  In. 

“Your ass feels so good” a sweaty Scott said as his cock pounded into Josh’s unprotected hole.

“You’re fucking amazing.”  Josh responded, eyes rolling back into his head.  The pain indeed gave way, and Josh was enjoying his first man-to-man anal fuck.

Out.  In.  Out. In. 

Finally, Scott felt his dick becoming more sensitive, his balls tingling and his load building.

“I’m getting close” he whispered, and Josh began jerking his own dick feverishly as he clenched his ass around Scott’s dick.  “Fuck yeah, baby, I could be close too.”

Out.  In.  Out.  In.  Out.  In.  

Quicker.  Louder.  Skin smacking skin.  

Then, Scott pulled completely out for the final assault.  

Withdrawn from Josh’s perfect hole, Scott looked down and, to his horror, he saw the rolled rubber of the condom at the base of his dick and his exposed dick head.

“God damnit – my rubber broke.”

Josh turned his head back.  Lost in lust, he screamed “I don’t care!  Fuck me – shoot your load in me!  Give it to me.  I want you.  I want it.  All of you.  Nail me!  Fuck me!!!”

“Fuck– I can’t”  Scott mumbled.  He grabbed hold of his cock, gave it one final hard stroke, and sprayed Josh’s backside with his medicated poz load.

Josh felt Scott’s warm jizz on him.  He hurriedly jerked his cock, aroused knowing that poz cum was all over his backside, and shot volley after volley of his pure, neg cum onto the front of his desk.

“I wanted you to cum in me” Josh said as he stood. 

“I just, I couldn’t.  I can’t.  It’s…  just not right.  This was a big mistake, and could’ve been much worse.”  Scott lamented as he grabbed his clothing off the floor.  He dressed and felt shame over the reality of the night:  he’d cheated on his partner, he’d fucked a student, and he’d almost cum inside that undergrad.   

“Look, this has been fun, but it’s over. I can’t fuck with your life like this, and I can’t fuck up my own anymore than it already is.   Goodbye, Josh.  Be safe,”

The dorm room closed, and Josh stood there naked, erect, spent, and fingering Scott's cum into his hole instinctively.

***

Laying alone in his dorm that night, distraught over the end of his would-be affair with Scott, Josh thought of the what-ifs of his encounter earlier.  What if Scott hadn’t pulled all the way out?  What if he’d shot his load into Josh’s ass?  What if Josh had been pozzed?  

As usual, his 20 year old dick became aroused again at thoughts of sex.  Notably now, poz sex.

Fully erect, he got up, walked over to his desk, and opened his laptop.

Stroking, he went through his usual search patterns, of late seeking out pozzing stories, pozzing porn. 

Then he saw the ad:

       Neg Jock Sought for BB Porn
       Top $$ paid for neg jock to be fucked bare on film. Likely to be a bug chasing fetish blockbuster, we’re seeking a hot guy to take it in the ass raw by this radioactive jock (see pic attached). Likely exposure to HIV, Herpes, Gonorrhea, Syphilis, and more. Potential for sequels, porn stardom, and lots of cash.

He clicked on the photo and his cock throbbed at the sight of the Adonis. 

He imagined what it would be like to be fucked by such a god, a god who would not pull out from him, a god who would then share in the same toxic cum together, who could play freely and without the baggage of a relationship.

He replied to the ad, stroking off at each word typed:

     Neg BB Jock Here

     Up for anything.  I think I’m your guy.

     -Josh

He attached a couple photographs.  Nervously, he pressed send.

 

[bareall77]

Definitely one of the best stories on here! I love the emotional fucking that's along with the actual physical part! Well done. 

[logan43]

Part 8 (as a reminder of where we left off)

Josh looked up at Billy. He wasn’t sure what he was doing letting this dude fuck him (on camera no less). What had gotten into him?

Billy’s thrusts got more intense as Josh studied the torso of the man who’s bare dick was inside him. He wasn’t at all like his obsession, Luke. He was skinny, if not sickly, and pale. Tatted up. Perhaps even a little dirty.  While Josh’s dick remained soft, still a little precum emerged as it bounced on his stomach while Billy terrorized his ass.  Josh moaned as he looked into Billy’s eyes and saw them roll back.

“FUUUUCCCCKKKKK!!! Billy screamed. “FUCK!!! I’m cumming!  I'm cumming! Fuck your ruined ass feels good!!! Oh shit, oh god, ooooh, oooh yeah.”

A flood of semen invaded Josh's tight ass. The skin of Billy's big curved dick was now completely frictionless against Josh's guts because of a soup of diseased sperm.  Billy then unceremoniously dropped Josh’s ankles, and his legs fell to the floor beside Billy’s.  After a few seconds, Billy pulled his cock out of the pale white ass of Josh, pulling with it a bit of blood pink-tinged cum and ass juice.

“That’s a fucking wrap,” Billy said into the camera.

****

Part 9

Josh lay on the bed looking up at the hotel ceiling feeling used.  The bright, hot lights from the film crew bore down on him, his ass was wet and sore, his heart was pounding, and his stomach was churning.  “What the fuck just happened?” he thought to himself as deep inside Josh, a brutal war had been waged. The walls of his ass had been breached, and the enemy was advancing rapidly. Cells were dividing and multiplying, and Josh’s biology was changing allegiances.  The enemy forces had gained a physical stronghold on their conquest.  The virus’s war propaganda would soon win over Josh’s mind as well.

Josh sat up, dazed, and looked down at his flaccid uncut dick between his legs, wet with precum.  “I better shower before taking off for the bus station” he told the crowd gathered around a nearby laptop, reviewing the new breeding footage. 

Luke looked up and grinned as he said, “that was really hot.”  Billy and Steve smirked as they assessed the pale and freckled undergraduate walking naked past them into the adjoining hotel room.

Josh stepped into the bathtub and cut on the spray of the shower. He felt dirty and wanted to feel clean again.  He came here today thinking he’d continue to develop a fluid romance with Luke.  Instead a stranger – who he didn’t feel attraction to – bred him.  On camera. 

The shower spray beat down on him, and he lathered his red hair with shampoo.  Warm sudsy water poured down over his cock and down into the drain below, but no amount of soap could wash away the deadly virus that continued to foul Josh’s interior.  Billy’s toxic cum had done what Luke’s did not:  he’d successfully pierced Josh’s being. 

The hot water surged as if someone flushed a toilet nearby, awakening Josh from his post coital daze and to the fact that his cock was no longer soft.   Instinctively his hand wrapped around his dick, and he began stroking himself, his mind immediately flashing to Billy.  Whereas previously he’d jerked off fantasizing about Luke deep dicking his ass and seroconverting him, or of Scott’s condom breaking and busting his medicated nut inside him, or a variety of similar stories, at that moment Josh could not focus on anyone but Billy.  The man who just fucked him with wild abandon, whose gaunt body boasted tattoos of disease, whose curved dick had navigated deep against his prostate and shot a radioactive load in him.  Billy had implanted himself in Josh’s ass and mind. 

Slowly, Josh’s palm moved up and down his shaft, pulling his foreskin back and forth, exposing his sensitive cock’s head.  The hot spray beat down on him and the small bathroom was shrouded in steam.  He reached around to his back side and and began finger fucking his hole where he could feel Billy’s load.  Josh's balls twitched, needing more.  Billy – and Luke previously – had consummated what Scott could not:  raw, man-on-man, truly penetrative sex.  And Josh knew definitively in this moment, feeling what he knew to be toxic cum coating his fuck chute, that this was how sex was supposed to be for him, in spite of – or maybe because of -- the consequences.

Back and forth he stroked his big white dick and pummeled his hole with three fingers.  Finally Josh felt his balls tense, and with his legs flexed, he gripped his cock tightly and began feverishly jerking his Irish pride.  A moan escaping his lips, Josh began shooting ropes of negative cum against the tile wall of the hotel bathroom, spurt by spurt, releasing his collegiate manhood in the shower.

With a white flag of cum draped on the wall of the hotel shower, Josh’s body began its full surrender to the virus.

[TTFN]

His last neg load.