A Brother in Trouble

[chi4loads]

22 hours ago, toolman1966 said:

Did I miss it!.... Chris, the father( married to the mouthy bitch) at the hotel in the early part, Mark & Dennis breed him.  Did, his gift take hold?

Chris' last appearance was in chapter 32, I think.   Mark wasn't successful, but his meeting with Dennis and friends probably did the deed.  I wonder how his wife did with Juan's bug?

 

12 hours ago, negchaserlooking said:

Yes I have started rereading this one from the beginning. Got up to Chapter #71 I think. But did the story disappear? But back now!

I don't think it disappeared unless it was unavailable while DrScorpio fixed up the 9 chapters...

[1stimebare]

On 11/11/2017 at 7:17 PM, chi4loads said:

muttered

 

[negchaserlooking]

I noticed that "Ric's 2nd Year at University" has popped up on the fiction topics, so I have had to go back and revisit the previous installments to trigger the old memory bank. Author @chi4loads (one of my faves) no longer submits his stories here which is a fucking shame. If anyone knows if he is active on any other platform, info would be much appreciated. 

[negchaserlooking]

Well it has been a long pleasurable re-read of this amazing story which I needed to do before revisiting the 2 following stories around "Ric". Thank you again @chi4loads for your stellar writing talents.

[Grandahpla17]

Very hot story

[ImXXX666]

On 11/8/2017 at 2:41 PM, chi4loads said:

Notice: The author does not consent to anyone using the characters or plot line of this story for any derived work, whether the author is still active on this site or not.  They are not abandoned nor placed in the public domain.

 

This is my first story.  Go easy on me guys 

The following is pure fiction. It never happened and any similarity to any real life happenings is an amazing coincidence.

Part 1: Intro 

“Fuck!” Mark yelled as he put his phone down.  His calls with his parents had grown less frequent the past few years, but they always seemed to find a way to piss him off.   The latest way was that they wanted him to go check up on his brother Joey at college since they had found out Joey had got thrown off the wrestling team and lost his sports scholarship and wouldn’t talk to them.  

“We would do it ourselves, but you know how we don’t like to travel to big cities” they said.  

“Big city?  Its a damn college town in the middle of farmland," Mark replied, thinking to himself 'It seems my brother is following in my footsteps', knowing that his brother was even more easily distracted by partying than he had been.   Mark began to think about the events that had brought him from a small, rural midwest town to where he was today.   It had been quite a wild ride.   

Mark had left his small hometown and went to college several hours away for many reasons.  First was to escape his parents who were very conservative and religious and tried to control everything Mark did.  Second was so he could meet other gay guys his age without trying to hide it from his family, friends and nosy townspeople.  And last was because there was nothing other than small community colleges nearby and Mark wanted be able to find a good career and move to one of the coasts and enjoy city life far away from his family.  After a shaky start in school from too much partying his first semester, he did well.  He got good grades, met lots of people and enjoyed a very active sex life.   He was a lot more reserved his senior year when his brother decided to go to the same university.  His parents were relieved that they were both going to the same school so that Mark could look after his little brother during his first year, but the reality was that they saw little of each other.  Mark was busy with finishing up his senior projects and some hard classes while Joey was working out and practicing with the team when he wasn’t studying.  They would occasionally run into each other at parties and go home for holidays together, but other than text messages they just lived in different worlds.

After graduating, Mark landed a good job at a Silicon Valley software company and moved to California, sharing an apartment with his friend Eric who had also found work out there.  The two of them had become friends with benefits their junior year but they never wanted to commit to a relationship since they enjoyed fucking everyone they could.  Both, however, were quite relieved to be out of the  Midwest, feeling liberated on the West Coast.  

They frequently went to San Francisco on weekends and hit any baths, bars and sex parties they could find.  They had an easy time picking up guys - Mark was tall, a six foot Midwestern white guy with dark blonde hair and piercing blue eyes, nicely toned even though he only sporadically went to the gym (and then usually just to check out the guys), a light fur covered his chest with a trail down to an impressive package - almost eight inches and thick sporting a PA that he recently upped to 0 gauge.  His legs and bubble butt also had a covering of light hair.  Over the last year he had been adding ink to the two tattoos that he had gotten in college.  Both arms now had complete sleeves - the left continuing the tribal motif he started in college, the right being considerably darker and gothic.  He was about to start on the tattoos for his back and was getting the art finalized with his tattoo artist.  Being truly versatile, he could usually find sex partners almost anywhere - top, bottom or other vers guys to flip with (his favorite).  

Eric was equally as handsome but very different than Mark and could easily attract his share of men too.  Eric came from a traditional Japanese-American family who was not pleased when he came out.  He rarely talked to them and it was one thing that Mark and Eric had in common and they had become each other's family.  Eric’s darker skin was devoid of any tattoos and he worked out to a strict schedule to keep his muscular five foot, nine body toned, taut and shaved, except for a neatly trimmed bush surrounding a thick 6 inch uncut cock.  The only adornments were a small goatee, pierced ears and nipples, and an ever present smile.  Eric considered himself to be versatile as well, but in reality he spent most of the time as a bottom.  Most would consider him a power bottom -  aggressive and usually in charge.  That attitude continued when he topped.  Whoever he fucked knew who was in control.

A few months ago, Mark came down with nasty flu and was home in bed for over a week.  A few friends told him to go get tested and he found out he was HIV+.   Eric got tested too, but was still negative.   The news didn’t really slow either of them down, they both continued to work hard and play harder but Eric was more cautious with whom he hooked up with.  Some of Mark’s fuck buddies wouldn’t fuck with him any more, others insisted on condoms which Mark still refused to use.  Mark did try condoms with Eric to keep their sex life going, but they both hated the feeling so sex between them stopped.  Eric didn’t want to get infected and started to think about going on prep.  They still did social events together, but their relationship started to drift apart.  Mark did find a new group of guys to fuck that were either already poz or didn’t care.  Mark kept putting off the doctor's instructions to begin meds.  Several of his poz friends started letting him know where to find neg guys that wanted poz loads and he really enjoyed his new found power.  The first week he bred five neg guys, all of whom announced he had come down with 'the flu', which gave Mark's confidence a boost.  He no longer feared he was either never going to have sex or only get to fuck a few other poz guys.  None of Mark’s family knew of his sexuality or infection and Mark was keen to keep it that way.  He had heard enough from his parents preaching about “how those queers were going to rot in hell.”

Mark tried to talk to his brother over the phone about his parents' concerns, but didn't get any solid answers out of his brother, so Mark concluded he would need to meet with his brother in person if he was to get a handle on what was going on.  He really cared about his brother Joey and wanted to make sure he was able to graduate and escape like he had.  Mark talked to his boss and was able to get a few days off a couple weeks later, so when he got home from work he sat down at the computer and hit all the travel websites and found what he needed - air tickets for going Thursday and coming back Monday and a rental car.  He originally thought it would be better to stay at his brother’s apartment, but the more the thought about it a hotel room would make it a lot easier to hookup if he had time.  After hunting around for a couple hours, he found a place that wasn’t a dive and didn’t cost a fortune. The hotel had outside door access and remembered going to a few sex parties there when he was in school.  Everything was set.  He would have to work hard the next two weeks since he might have a few days off, but the deadlines were still the same.  He closed the laptop and got up and got ready for bed.  Naked, he slipped into the bed with Eric and they kissed each other just like countless other nights before Eric pulled away and told Mark “We need to talk.”

Mark’s heart sank at the sound of Eric’s words.  Thoughts flashed through his mind, but the one that stuck was that he was about to get dumped.  Looking at Eric he knew something was wrong because Eric's smile was gone and he looked very serious.  “I know things have been pretty awkward between us since you found out you are poz” Eric said.  “I want you to know that I still love you.”  Mark’s heart sank even lower.  He started to speak but Eric cut him off before he got the first word out of his mouth.  “Let me finish” Eric continued.   “I’ve decided that I don’t want to go on PrEP, Mark.  It just isn’t me.  I want our relationship to be like it used to be.  Passionate. Sensual.  Wild.”  He waited a moment and took a deep breath.  “I want you to poz me Mark. Share with me your virus like we used to share everything else.  I want a part of you to be with me forever.”  

Tears ran down Mark’s face as he heard Eric talk.  He wasn’t sure he heard it all correctly, since he just relieved with the fact that Eric wasn’t dumping him.  “Are you sure?” Mark said after a long pause. “You really want me to infect you?”

Eric’s smile came back as he wiped the tears off Mark’s cheek.  “Yeah I do.   I’ve thought about it a lot and realized I was jealous of those guys you have pozzed.  I want to share our life together as a poz couple” Eric replied.  Kissing Mark passionately and aggressively, Eric stroked Mark’s cock.  Breaking the kiss he continued “And I want you to start now.  Breed my fuckhole full of your toxic seed.  Make me the poz pig you know I can be."

“Oh fuck yeah” was all that Mark could say as his mind raced.  Since the moment he found out he was poz he had wanted to bring Eric into the poz brotherhood but knew it had to be Eric's choice.  He had almost given up hope that Eric would change his mind, but now it was happening.

As months of pent up lust took over his body, Mark grabbed Eric’s head and forced it down on his hardening cock.   Eric greedily sucked down Marks shaft, feeling the new larger piercing push into his throat.  Eric always prided himself on having almost no gag reflex but this was the first time with Mark’s larger piercing and it was noticeably bigger.  His throat covered Mark’s cock with slime as his tongue flicked and probed around the cock.  Eric was eager to feel Mark’s cock back inside his ass after such a long time.  He really missed their almost daily fuck sessions that they had done since their college days.  Wrapping his hand around Mark’s balls, he tugged a bit, something he knew Mark loved.  He felt the big balls with his fingers knowing that their poisonous contents would soon be deep inside him.  The thought sent waves of excitement through his body.  With his other hand, Eric stroked his cock which was now harder than he ever remembered it being.  Leaking his neg precum onto the bed Eric bobbed on Mark’s cock, occasionally pulling off and grabbing the piercing with his teeth and shaking his head driving Mark crazy.

Finally Eric couldn’t wait any longer and climbed up on top of Mark and positioned Mark’s poz cock at his ass ring.  Feeling the steel on his hole for the first time in months, he grinned and remembered how good Mark’s cock always felt inside him.  Mark looked up at Eric as their eyes locked.  “Are you sure about this Eric?  You can stop if you want to” Mark said softly.  Eric just breathed deep, letting his hole relax a bit and shoved down as hard as he could onto Mark’s rigid cock.  

The pain was intense and he let out a scream, but it was what Eric wanted.  He wanted to make sure that his fuck hole would have lots of small tears so that the virus could quickly enter his body.  In some ways he wanted to make sure that it was the first fuck that infected him, but he wanted to take Mark’s charged load every day until he knew that he was no longer neg.  After pausing a few seconds with Mark’s cock balls deep inside, Eric begin to ride Marks cock like he had hundreds of times before.  He moved with hard, long strokes bouncing off Mark’s body.  The look of pure lust came over both of them as the sounds of grunts and their bodies slapping together filled the room. 

After twenty minutes of Eric riding Mark’s cock, Mark bucked Eric off, pushing him on to his back.  Grabbing his legs, Mark lined his cock up to Eric’s swollen hole.  Looking down he saw a few red streaks on his cock and he looked straight at Eric and said “You are so fucking ready to get knocked up.  My precum has been soaking into your wrecked hole and now its time for you to get bred."

Without any hesitation Eric replied “Fuckin’ do it. Poz me up.”

With that, Mark shoved his cock back into Eric’s hole, making sure to go at an angle and dig his cock into the walls of Eric’s chute.  As if possessed, Mark started to pound Eric rougher than he ever had.  He used all of the tricks he learned from the past few months of breeding several bug chasers he had fucked and converted.  The bed was rocking from the force of Mark’s thrusts.  Both of them were moaning and grunting in the sheer ecstasy of the moment.  Sweat was dripping off his body onto Eric’s own sweaty body.   At one point, Mark flipped Eric onto his stomach and then pulled him up onto all fours.  Standing up, he shoved in three fingers into Eric’s gaping hole and roughly twisted them, scratching with his fingernails as he turned his wrist back and forth. Eric whimpered at the pain from Mark’s preparation.  Mark quickly replaced his fingers with his throbbing cock.  He knew he was close to shooting his poz seed into his boyfriend.  Leaning forward Mark’s head was next to Eric’s ear.  Eric could feel the heavy breaths on his neck as Mark feverishly thrust his cock in and out of Eric’s ravaged hole.  Their bodies slammed together over and over until Mark drove his cock in deep and held it there whispering “I love you” into Eric’s ear as his cock erupted.  

Spurt after spurt of toxic cum pumped into Eric’s gut.  Mark just moaned as the cum kept shooting.  He couldn’t remember ever shooting that much cum before.  Marks body was pressed on Eric’s back while his cock unloaded the virus laden cum deep inside.  As the pulses of cum subsided, Mark slowly started to thrust back in and out, pushing the cum around and deeper into Eric.  A few minutes later his cock started to soften and Mark slowly pulled out telling Eric “Stay right there.”

Mark jumped off the bed and went to the toy drawer in the dresser and pulled out a steel butt plug.  Jumping back on the bed, he pressed the cold steel to Eric’s puffy hole and pushed it in until he felt the familiar pop as Eric’s hole sucked the plug the rest of the way in.   Moving around to the side of the bed, he fed his dripping cock to Eric who quickly licked and sucked it clean.  Once he had finished, Mark laid down in the bed, covered in sweat, cum and spit.  Eric curled up next to him and kissed him one more time whispering “Thank you” as they both quickly fell asleep.

Love it when he says "I Love you", nothing is more romantic than getting pozzed