Shadows Of Regret

[losolent]

Clay sipped his half pint of lager as he stood on the mezzanine level overlooking the ground floor of the newly refurbished bar. He still didn't like what they had done to the place as it was now all modern and sleek and totally out of character to how it use to be when it was just a sleazy pub on the corner of a street in Earls Court. At 22 Clay was not the type of young lad who could stop traffic, he was okay looking and definitely not a kick out of bed person. He stood at average height of 5 feet 7 inches with a medium build that muscular but not defined, he certainly looked as though he could rugby tackle you to the ground. In fact Clay was just your stereotypical young gay lad who was pretty normal, from the looker on aspect you would never know he was gay. He looked around again at his surroundings with sadness at what they had done to the place. His housemate and he would come to the pub a couple of times a week to enjoy a drink and people watch as it was one of London's notorious locations. Clay never picked up guys from here as they were mostly older clientele, well when your only 22 years old anything over 30 seemed older to those who had not experienced what came with age. He smiled to himself watching guys who were so obviously giving the eye to other guys as they would casually walk by, hopping they could pick a trick up for the night.

Clay jumped as Kit tapped him on the shoulder "Your going to fall if you lean any further out".
"Kit don't make me jump like that. Just watching the men trying to pick up guys" he replied.
Kit leaned over and laughed "Yeah funny you can see everything now, here got you another drink".
Clay took the glass and downed his nearly empty glass in his other hand "Thanks".

Clay and Kit had become friends over the last couple of months after they met purely by accident on an internet chat room, it turned out that Kit only lived just under a mile away from Clay. It was only the third time they had actually met and it was purely on a social basis that they would hop on a bus over to Earls Court for drink then home again. Kit sported a zero crop and at 32 he was ten years older than Clay, he stood 5 feet 8 inches with a trim build and pretty attractive to the type of men he liked to play with. Kit was diagnosed with hiv several months ago and from the outset had been pretty open with Clay about it and how he thought it happened, he would often regal how the one night with the man who fucked him like a rag doll over and over for several hours, depositing countless loads in his ravaged arse. Kit would often laugh about how hot the sex was with this man, who would often brag that during his escorting he had fucked over 1000 men bareback and never failed to deliver at least 3 loads to each of them. But Kit was mindful never to reveal to much about him, Clay didn't ask nor was he interested as he liked his casual pub buddy friendship with Kit. For Clay sex was safe and controlled with no wild abandonment, he had only been sexually active for 3 years, he thought sex with men was just about bending over and getting fucked, a kiss on the cheek and then they would depart. There had been a few evenings where Clay had imagined himself laying in bed getting fucked senseless like Kit often described as he masturbated at the same time.

Clay's attention was drawn to the older man walking up the spiral staircase to mezzanine level where they stood, inwardly he chuckled to himself at the 70's moustache that adorned his upper lip, the leather jacket, white t-shirt and chaps over his denim jeans. Clays eyes were focused on him as there was something about him, was it an air of dignity and self confidence that he exuded. He looked a little out of place and was making a bee line in their direction, Clay could make out that he was skinny, probably too skinny but he fitted his clothes well. He was not unattractive and at six foot he towered over them both and Clay guessed he must have been at least 50 years old, but then again he was not the best at determining peoples age. Kit noticed that Clay was looking to his left and stood up straight at the sight of the strange man approaching.

"Hello Jurgen, don't often see you in this neck of the woods" Kit said and smiled almost licking his lips.
Jurgen nodded "Hello Kitty, I come to see what they had done to this place" he replied in a heavy German accent.
"Am I interrupting you Kitty?" Jurgen asked looking at Clay.
Kit looked at Clay "No Jurgen this is Clay, he lives near me in Battersea".
Jurgen held out his hand "Hello Clay nice to meet you".
Clay took his hand which was stronger than his build lead you to believe "Hi Jurgen nice to meet you to".
"Can I get you both a drink?" Jurgen asked.

Kit nodded asking for a pint of lager whilst Clay replied he was okay for the moment. Jurgen turned and went down the stairs, Clay watched him carefully unsure what to make of him when he realised Jurgen caught his gaze and smiled back at him causing Clay to feel uneasy but noticed. Clay watched as Jurgen made his way to the bar, the bartender put the pint of lager on the counter and Clay turned to talk to Kit. Jurgen slipped a tiny tablet in to the drink, he stood at the bar waiting for a few minutes to let it dissolve before making his way back to where they stood. The bar was getting busy considering it was still only 7pm, Kit had become like a little child with a spring in his step, something Clay thought was to do with Jurgen. He wondered if Jurgen was the man who Kit often referred to, he mused for a few moments until Jurgen arrived and handed the drink to Kit. Jurgen smiled at Clay as Kit was drinking his third pint, Clay had never seen him drink like this before, he was only halfway through the pint when he started to slur his words. Clay chatted away with Jurgen and was much more at ease, he kept one eye on Kit who was now besotted and holding Jurgen's arm. Clay found Jurgen to be highly intellectual and engaging to a point of being mesmerising. Kit went to in to kiss Jurgen but he slipped to the side and hugged him instead.

"Are you alright Kit?" Clay asked as Kit started to fumble around.
Kit had a slightly glazed look "I think I have drunk to much".
Clay shook his head "Come on lets get you home".
Jurgen held kit up "I have a car around the corner I will drive you both home" he said looking at Clay.
"Oh, are you sure Jurgen?" Clay replied grabbing Kit's other arm.
"Yes of course" Jurgen replied smiling at Clay "It's on my way to Brixton and I can drop you off as well".

They laid Kit on the back seat who was mumbling and not making and sense, Clay climbed in the passenger seat next to Jurgen and they headed over the Thames to Battersea. Clay kept checking on Kit as he was now slightly concerned by his dramatic fall from grace whilst he and Jurgen made small talk. Clay unlocked the front door and then helped Jurgen carry Kit to his bedroom and lay him on the bed. Clay placed Kit's keys on the bedside table with his phone and followed Jurgen back to the car and resumed his seat next to him.

"Do you think he will be alright?" Clay looked at Jurgen who was entering the postcode in the Sat Nav for Clay's house.
Jurgen smiled whilst watching the road "I'm sure he is drunk, he will be fine in a few hours".
"I guess so. So how do you know Kit?" Clay asked out of interest.
Jurgen smiled "Off the internet, we met one night and I changed his life forever and how he looks at sex".
Clay giggled "Are you that good then?", Jurgen glanced and smirked.
"Kitty had a full night of me fucking him relentless, but if I am any good only you could tell" he responded.
Clay frowned a little "I think not" pondering what Jurgen said "How did you change his look on sex?".
Jurgen smiled "I set him free of his inhibitions by giving him my gift".
The naive Clay shook his head "Your gift, what is that?".
Jurgen chuckled and patted Clay's knee "My gift is only given to those who seek or throw caution to the wind".
Clay looked out of the window "I don't get it, your not making any sense to me".
Jurgen glanced at him "I have given my gift and converted many a man, but none as young as you".
"Many men?" Clay replied.
Jurgen smirked "Many men pay hundreds of pounds to enjoy sex with me".
Clay's mouth fell open "Are you an escort then?"
"Yes, I am quite a well known international escort and master of a stable" he said casually.
Clay looked at him "Sorry, master of a stable?".
Jurgen laughed "I have slaves for sex some pay and those devoted don't pay".
Clay shook his head "I am not really up on all the stranger things in sex".
Jurgen glanced over at Clay "You have a boyfriend?".
"No, not yet, I do want to find one but most of them fuck and then leave" he replied lowering his head.
The car pulled up outside the house "Thank you for the lift home Jurgen" Clay said as he opened the car door.
"Are you not going to invite me in for coffee, it is still only 8pm?" Jurgen asked looking at Clay.
"Oh err" he paused unsure if this was wise but in a slip of the moment "Okay" he said "But just coffee".

Jurgen sat at the kitchen table whilst Clay put on some coffee to brew, they talked about Jurgen's travels and the places he had seen. Clay stood by the coffee machine and looked at Jurgen.

"Why do you call Kit Kitty?" Clay asked not knowing what to expect for an answer.
Jurgen laughed "He is my pussy when I need to release some tension and breed him".
Clay looked on curiously "Breed him, doesn't that mean without a condom?".
"Yes, condoms are no good when you want to have real sex, you need to feel everything" Jurgen replied as he stood up.
Clay laughed but didn't then without thinking he spoke "So did you give Kit HIV?".
Jurgen smirked at Clay "Oh yes the night I fucked him relentlessly for hours".

Clay watched as Jurgen took off his leather jacket and saw the veiny arms, he was skinny but he was also packing a defined toned body and sporting tattoos on his upper arm that he couldn't quite make out. Clay felt embarrassed as he realised his cock was hardening and this didn't go unnoticed by Jurgen.

"You are very naive about a lot of things aren't you?" Jurgen asked catching Clay off guard.
Clay looked as Jurgen stroked his moustache "Well I suppose I am, but I am in no hurry to explore".
Jurgen smiled "So have you ever made love with another man?".
Clay looked curiously at him "I have kissed and fucked with a few men".
Jurgen shook his head "No, have you ever made love, proper love with several hours of intimacy together?".
"Well no, I thought it was just fuck, kiss and goodbye" Clay replied retrieving the cups from the cupboard.
Jurgen shook his head again "When you make love you will know, you get lost in each other".
"Lost in each other?" Clay replied and noticed that Jurgen was walking towards him.
"You become very intimate and erotic whilst enjoying such an amazing experience" he replied touching Clay's arm.
Clay caught his breath "Do you have milk and sugar in your coffee?".
Jurgen put his arm around Clay "No milk and no sugar, I like it hot and strong".

Clay stopped what he was doing in case he spilt the coffee, the arm around his chest stroked him lightly through the flimsy shirt whilst his cock stiffened in to full erection from the sensation he was feeling. Jurgen was slowly but carefully teasing and seducing Clay without him realising. Everyone Jurgen had sex with was around his age or slightly younger and he knew he wanted to taste this virile young lad and let him host his strain of the virus.

Clay laughed "I would have to find someone and see for myself" bringing the subject back on course.
Jurgen kissed his neck "If you was older I would help and teach you how to become a great lover".
Clay smiled as a desire to have Jurgen make love to him took over "So am I to young to teach?".
Jurgen turned Clay around to face him "No, but then I am probably to old for you, what are you 20?".
Clay laughed "No I am 22, so how do I know you are as good as you say you are?".
Jurgen laughed "Get older and maybe I will make love to you all night".
"I don't have that many condoms" Clay chuckled.
Jurgen smiled "You don't need condoms when making love Clay, love making should be done naturally".
Clay was nibbling at the bait "I see how that makes sense" he replied completely ignoring the risk associated.

Clay turned and poured the coffee handing the cup to Jurgen who took it and sat back down at the table. Conversation returned to general chit chat but Clay didn't think for one minute that he was hooked dangling like a fish. He carried the empty cups over to the kitchen sink, Jurgen stood and Clay heard him say that maybe they would meet again and have a drink sometime, as much as he was now craving the idea and experience of being made love to the risk was just to great but something inside was overriding the risk. Clay wasn't sure if he should shake hands or give him a hug so he held out his hand which Jurgen looked at for a moment. He approached Clay and pulled him in to a hug. Clay could not contain his cock as it went rigid at this man's touch, he could feel the bristle of the moustache against his neck as Jurgen kissed him tenderly and worked his way around Clay's chin. Jurgen held Clay in his arms, his face only inches away from Jurgen's, he could tell he was talking but he didn't hear a word. Clay was totally captivated by him and was secretly urging Jurgen to kiss him with abandonment. Clay inched his face closer, Jurgen looked Clay deep in the eyes and moved his mouth towards Clay's. It was a quick kiss on the lips that flashed through Clay's body like electricity, every nerve ending was heightened and the tingling ran had to toe, before he had time to think his mouth was open and Jurgen closed in quickly. He snapped his eyes open wide as his mouth was invaded by Jurgen's tongue, he tried to push and protest instinctively but before long his hand rested on Jurgen's shoulders as they kissed quietly. They kissed passionately for 5 minutes before Jurgen released his lips from Clay's, he said nothing but looked Clay in the eye keeping him close in a tight lovers embrace.

"Can you, ahhm, will you, oh, do you" Clay couldn't get his words out.
Jurgen smiled "Do you want to make love with me Clay?" he asked before kissing him on the mouth again.
Clay could not protect himself any more and looked pleadingly at him "Yes I do Jurgen".
Jurgen kissed him again "Shall we go somewhere more comfortable?".

Clay nodded and lead the way to the bedroom in silence holding hands as Jurgen closed the door. Clay felt Jurgens arms wrap around him from behind and he started kissing Clay's neck whilst he crotch rubbed up against his arse, Jurgen caressed Clay's body and began removing his clothes. Before long they both stood naked and Clay could see the words 'Obey and Serve' tattooed on his inside thigh, above his left buttock he sported a tattoo of a bull with horns. Clay felt the pressure on his shoulders as he was pushed down to his knees until he was face to face with Jurgen's eight inch thick cock that was drooling precum. He moved his head closer and placed his lips around the cock head and gently sucked getting a mouth full of toxic precum as he did so, he cupped the heavy set of balls hanging between Jurgen's legs. From a distance he heard the words 'they are fully loaded', Jurgen had not ejaculated for a week and had a nice quantity of virus laden seed to sow and Clay was going to get it all.

Clay's head was a mix of emotions and doubt, he stopped sucking and stood up instantly in the arms of Jurgen. Any doubt he had was gone the minute Jurgen clamped his mouth on Clay's and they began kissing with more passion.

In the bedroom only the bedside table spot light was on casting a variety of shadows on the wall, Jurgen and Clay were locked together kissing, Clay felt his body being pushed back towards the bed. He knelt on the bed and began to shuffle back as Jurgen kept moving forward. Their kiss never broke as he felt himself being lowered on to the bed, his head on the pillow and his mouth attached to Jurgen's. Clay felt Jurgen's left leg push his own one apart as he laid on top in between Clay's legs. A natural instinct caused him to lift his legs over Jurgen's and his arms wrapped around the shoulders of the man laying on top kissing him, he was drunk on lust and lost in a world of passion that he had never before experienced. He no longer saw an older man, just a passionate love maker as Jurgen kissed Clay deeper and deeper. Sometime had passed and now he could feel Jurgen's legs pushing at his own causing them to lift up. Slowly Jurgen pulled his knees up and locked them either side of Clay's arse, Jurgen groaned in pleasure, he now had Clay in the perfect position to be bred. Raising his hips he allowed his cock to trace down the crack of Clay's arse depositing a slimy trail of precum in its's wake, Clay moaned and arched his back at the sensation.

Jurgen positioned the head of his cock tight against Clay's hole, he proceeded to slowly wriggle his hips coating the hole with precum, every wriggle he pushed a little harder until the head of his cock popped through in to Clay's arse. Clay gripped Jurgen's shoulder and cried at the sudden rush of pain coursing though his arse and back, Jurgen began to kiss Clay's neck holding his position perfectly still for a moment before he gently applied more pressure, again Clay's back arched and he yelped a little louder in pain as another two inches of his lover's cock penetrated in to his body. His hole was being stretched apart, this was by far the biggest cock he had ever tried to take. Jurgen continued wriggling his hips with slow and small undulations until Clay relaxed. Jurgen kissed him deeply and glided his cock home, several times he saw Clay's eyes close and wince with pain but he was not about to let this one get away.

Clay felt the coarseness of pubes tickling his arse until they were rubbing up against his now extended hole. Jurgen broke the kiss and looked him the eye stroking the side of his head as he began small gentle but rhythmic undulations of his hips pushing his cock deep in to Clay's arse, he was moaning loudly and gasping every time Jurgen bottomed out in him. Clay had never felt anything so wonderful yet painful on some level, he was relaxing the more Jurgen kissed as caressed him. Jurgen pushed his hips down hard and Clay cried in pain from the deep penetration of Jurgen's cock, a tear welled up in the corner of one eye, Clay clasped his hands around the neck of Jurgen looking him in the eye 'oh my god that's amazing'. Jurgen loomed closer and tenderly kissed him on the mouth, steadily his hips kept up a deep rhythm that drove the pleasure he felt beyond this world, his hands caressing Jurgen's back and his toes curled at the intensity and passion of a real man making love to him.

Jurgen was in no rush to breed this young lad, he controlled the desire to shoot several times, his cock was constantly balls deep. An hour passed like five minutes to Clay and Jurgen seemed to want to go on for ages, his arse was beginning to ache from the continuous fucking. He felt Jurgen tighten his arm around the back of his neck as the rhythm increased in pace and intensity, Jurgen making deep low groans, his balls were beginning to tighten and he knew it was time to take this boy on a new journey. Jurgen raised his head and looked Clay in the eye smiling, Clay was struggling to cope with the hardness and speed of the fucking, he looked worryingly up at Jurgen who leaned in and gave him a comforting kiss. Panic came over Clay as he tried to push Jurgen off but he was rewarded with more passionate kisses with Jurgen telling him how good a lover he was making. Clay looked up in to Jurgen's eyes he was a good lover he thought to himself and strangely he became quiet and allowed Jurgen to continue, he pulled Jurgens head next to his and clasped on to him for dear life, he could do nothing but squeeze the word 'yes' out of him. His eyes opened wide as he felt Jurgen ram his hips down locking his cock deeper inside he grunted loudly and his body shuddered. Jurgen felt the abrupt rush of his pent up toxic seed, racing through his cock like twin rivers, turning with an acidic twist and a burning desire to breed but not slowing down. He grabbed hold of Clay's back, instinctually afraid he might leave him at the most crucial point. He could sense his pleasure passing through him almost unnoticed by Clay as he fixed his entire concentration on getting the job done.

Clay moaned and his back arched supported by Jurgen's hand, he felt the blurry warmth of the climax and his legs wrapped around Jurgen holding him close against his own body. His eyes caught the dark shadows casted on the wall, their bodies entwinned and the unmistakable rapid up and down movement of Jurgen's arse as he pumped his potent seed in to Clay. He gasped at the shadow realising what he had done, his head awash with regret at what he had just done, he saw the shadow of Jurgen's arse grinding against his own. Clay had no time to gather his thoughts as Jurgen's mouth was locked on to his in an instance as they kissed with a new passion for each other. Jurgen's cock stayed hard and deep inside Clay, his hips gently ground against the freshly bred boy hole nursing the seed deeper in to Clay. For several hours the scenario was repeated until Jurgen rolled on his side after shooting his fifth load, Clay's legs were wrapped around Jurgen's waist and his cock was still buried deep up to his balls inside Clay, they kissed until they both fell asleep.

Clay stirred as the sunlight hit his face, Jurgen tightened his arms around Clay and kissed him as he rolled him on to his back, the first thrust caused Clay to cry through the silence in the room, he pushed hard against Jurgen 'stop it fucking hurts' Jurgen pushed Clay's arms over his head and held them there. He prised Clay's mouth open slipping his tongue in and kissing him deeply, he stopped and looked Clay in the eye 'I own you and your arse' with that he rammed in several hard thrusts causing Clay to whimper and cry out. Jurgen's gaze was focused on Clay's eyes, his face only inches away, Clay looked back deep in to the eyes as if he could see Jurgen's soul, before he realised it he had lifted his head to kiss Jurgen grimacing through the painful love making until he felt the familiar warmth of Jurgen's climax firing in to this arse. For the first time in eight hours Jurgen finally pulled his cock out, Clay rolled on his side as the pain was unbearable. Jurgen sat on the side of the bed and began to get dressed, the pain in Clay's arse burning like the fires of hell.

"I will let myself out" he said looking at Clay "By the way what we did last night was amazing".
Clay didn't really know what to say "What do I do now?"
Jurgen looked at him and smiled "Look forward to the next time, you are now my number one".
"What do you mean?" Clay asked him.
Jurgen smiled "I told you, I own your arse, your at my beck and call now".

Clay laid there on the bed looking up at the ceiling, Jurgen leaned over and kissed him before telling him that he will come over next Friday to make love to him again. Clay just nodded and watched as he left, he fell asleep on his back and all he could see in his dreams was the shadow against the wall and the image of the arse pumping up and down that was breeding him. When he did wake later that afternoon the white sheet under his arse was stained red from the thick wads of cum that had seeped out and pooled there, Clay laid back on the bed and stroked his cock gently, he could only see Jurgen's face and the feeling of his cock inside him, his back arched up as he shot his seed over his chest and up along his face. His own seed causing more mess that Jurgen's, as he fingered his arse he looked at it coated with a pink thick strand, his seed stuck like glue to Clay's insides working it's magic, it would take the rest of the day until it stopped seeping out.

His phone started ringing, he picked it up and glanced at the screen to see Kit was calling him, he muted it and set it down on the bedside table and fell asleep.

[negparis]

That's beyond hot ! I've never wanted to be pozzed so much than after reading this.

I'm a romantic, I loved the Bajan affair through and through, but this is a whole other level of steamy !

Thank you for the stories

[shinelover]

Fuck, this was so intimate and romantic and sexy! I dream about living something like this out. Awesome story!

[seattlebbbtm]

Brilliant

[Corkbb4poz]

Hot story 

 

[Monster5-8gPA]

This story has definitely got my attention already! Excellent writing again! You definitely have a talent for the written words and how to capture the minds of those who read it! Bravo!?

[sqwhirlly]

God that has my locked cock dripping, hope the next chapter is a short wait.

 

[CrispyWd4]

Loved that! Wish I’d met a guy like him when I was in my twenties!!!

[FFun2BB]

On 11/10/2018 at 11:24 AM, losolent said:

"I told you, I own your arse, your at my beck and call now".

 

#losolent WELL DONE ... 

 

what a great start of what looks like a very promising and long story ....

 

[oinker]

Very sensual story and great way to break a hole into erotic raw breeding

[Frenchpig]

yeap, i agree. really hot and well writen story. a mix of hot romance and pure raw and wet fucking/breeding 

[mort]

hot story i hope theres more

[Guest arseontap]

Awesome story and writing!

[ANSTMT]

Please please write more 

[sam_puppy]

What an awesome read I would absolutely love to read more