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Ch.6

I think I must have blacked out for a moment or five.  The next thing I am truly aware of is regaining focus with my face pressed into the surface of the bench while my body is being rocked from a slow deliberate fucking.

“Unh. Unh. Unh.”  

The moaning breaths are being forced out of me from the hard, staggered thrusts.  I don’t know if the guy fucking me is the same one who was fisting me or if I have been passed on yet again.  I grip the edges of the bench and push my upper half up.  The hands on my waist grip me tighter.

“Back with us are you? Hope you don’t mind we just kept the party going.”

The slapping of his hips into my arsecheeks speeds up and he drives his cock harder into me.  Automatically I press back to meet him.  As sloppy as my arsehole now is it still feels so good to be fucked hard and fast.  I try my best to tighten my hole around his pounding cock to make it feel even better for him.  

“Fuck yes you little slut. You really do want all these loads don’t cha?”

“I...really...do”

I manage to gasp out in response between his shoves which have gone up a gear.  He slaps my arse a few times making me yell out wildly spurring me to push myself harder back onto him.

“Got another hot poz load for you slut!”

“Please...”

Is all I have time to say as he collapses over my back and his hips shudder.  Deep inside me his cockhead is spraying my insides down with his poisonous seed.  

He holds inside me for a good few moments after cumming.  Rocking his hips and slowly working his cock in and out of me.  He pushes that load as deep as he can before he finally slips out.  Leaving me feeling empty.

As he steps away from me I glance around the room and realise I am finally in here alone.  Using the bench for support I raise myself onto my legs and stand there unsure if I can even manage to walk out.  Unconsciously I reach between my cheeks and run my fingers over my arsehole.  It is very open and very wet.  Even just that contact makes me shudder in pleasure and I bring my slick fingers to my lips and suck the cum mixture from them sighing as I do so.  Very cautiously I begin to make my way out of the room my legs trembling with exertion.  At the top of the stairs I pause and looking down them it seems an impossible challenge to attempt that descent.  

“Well done fella!”

I turn and see the daddy from before leaning against the wall.

“Need a hand?”

He grins as he asks this knowing full well I am utterly shattered.  I just nod.  He puts his arm around me and I have never felt more safe as he guides me down the stairs practically carrying me the whole way.  No words are exchanged he just leads me through the building to the showers where he stands me under the hot spray.  Holy shit does that feel good.  My muscles are all starting to cry out for all the cheques I have tried to make them cash over the last few hours and under the hot water I begin to sag.

The daddy catches me before I collapse and as I face the cascade of water he presses up behind me and starts to knead my shoulders.  Then my arms.  Then his broad hands are pressing and soothing my back.  I place my hands on the wall for support as he works lower.  Some strength returns to me as he continues to massage everything I have strained.  I cannot help but moan as his hands work back up my legs and begin to knead and spread my cheeks.  

He leans in and I feel his beard scrape my skin then his tongue slides across my open arsehole.  He sucks and tongues my cunt for several minutes while I press my fingers to the wall and shove my arse back to him spreading my legs to open myself even more.  Without meaning to I have bent myself and presented my arse for breeding.  I feel strong hands slide up my back as he stands and as his fingers curl over my shoulders and grip me there the unmistakable heat and weight of his cock presses up against my opening and slips inside without pause. 

“That was easier than the first time.”

He chuckles softly as he says this but I still feel every inch as he pushes all the way in.  As the hot water runs over us both he begins to fuck me.  Long slow strokes all the way in then all the way back out.  Every so often he pulls completely out of me and leaves me gasping for him to fill me again.  Which he does.  Gradually his pace builds.  We are both moaning now and the slap of his wet skin on mine is the soundtrack as I push against the wall to meet his powerful thrusts.  

“One more load before you go?”

It’s not really a question as we both know there’s no way I’m going to refuse now.  I just continue to meet his thrusts and try to clench my anal muscles around his hot daddy cock.  He growls in my ear as I do this and I arch my back to contour myself to his body.  His pumping into me never slows he simply takes hold of me and grinds his hips against my arsecheeks making sure his cock is good and deep inside me on each in stroke.

“This hole was meant to take loads.”

“It was.  Breed my hole.  Make me take it all.”

“Good boy.  I hope its my load that converts you you dirty little cunt!”

“Fuck yes! Poz my pussy! Poz my fucking pussy!”

He is wildly fucking me by now and I am slamming myself back onto his dick needing his cock, his cum, his virus.  With a final hard shove he presses me fully against the wall and I feel him shudder as his balls contract and his cock spews his potent charged sperm deep into my open and very receptive channel.

He spins me around and plants a deep kiss on me.  I return it with the same level of fervour.  As he pulls away from me he smiles down at me.

“You can find some or all of us here most weekends if you need another shot.  I know I’d love to breed this hole again.”

I nod.  I know somehow that if I’m not already well on the road to conversion I will be here until the virus takes.  

After I dry myself, dress and step out of the door with a brief nod to the guy who took my money last night; I smile to the morning sky.  

At least I got that damn song out of my head.

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I feel a trip to my local sauna might be in order after reading that 🙂   i have a urge to take my lubed, tight hole into the darkroom and stay there for hours.  But to be fair my local saunas darkroom sucks (really, no pun intended lol) so i wil probably be in the sling, towel soaked in poppers over my head - hoping to soon get a tune fucked outta my head 😉 i feel a sick day coming on this week - but hopefully not as sick as i will be after that tune is out my head !!

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Ch.7

Ok I wasn’t going to do this.  I really wasn’t.  Last time things got out of hand.  I mean really out of hand.  It has been more than a week since I let myself get bred by multiple poz guys.  Despite constantly flipping between anxiety about what I’d done and needing to play with my hole and my cock as I replayed all the pornographic details, I was clearly hanging on to the idea that maybe it would be ok.  Maybe they were just talking dirty and there wasn’t anything to worry about.  Maybe I really am that much of a slut and... For Fuck’s Sake stop touching yourself.  

I was arguing with myself.  Terrified to take a test, worried what it could mean for me.  But I’ve been feeling fine since.  It’s probably ok really.  Plus it felt really, REALLY gooood.  The longer I bounced from scared to horny the more time I realised I was staying on horny.  

Fuck! Am I a chaser?  Do I want it?  Do I want their HIV? Their poison sperm?  

Its hard to argue the case when you’re bouncing on a dildo, cock in hand shouting those questions at the walls as you cum.  

I need to go back.  

No amount of self gratification can ever equate to having someone else take control.  Giving yourself over to someone else’s lust makes everything that happens, every sensation, a surprise.  

I’m going back...

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Ch.8

I don’t remember the journey here.  The decision to come was more of an impulse.  Now I’m here however, fingertip hovering over the buzzer.  I can still turn away and try to forget everything.  It’s not too

“BZZZZZZZZZ!”

Did I even press the button?  The click tells me the door is open and I lean into it stepping forward.  As I bring out my wallet to pay I notice the guy behind the counter has a knowing smirk on his face that I’ve certainly never seen before.  I don’t really make eye contact as I mutter a greeting, take my towel and key, then head to the lockers.  It’s still quite early.  That much I definitely chose.  Figuring it would be less busy and that I would have time to get my bearings a bit more.  Maybe ever relax a little.  Yeah that sounds like it might work.

I strip and stow my clothes in the locker. Securing my key and wrapping my towel around me I head for the hot tub with an idea to unwind.  

I find the hot tub empty and wonder if maybe I’m the only one here at this time and I feel a certain tension go out of me.  Maybe I was being stupid.  Lightening doesn’t strike twice.  That was a one off.  Enjoy yourself, but be cautious is all.

As these thoughts are all jockeying for position in my head I hang my towel and climb into the bubbling waters.

If nothing else the hot water relaxes me in ways no amount of self justification can and I am soon leaning back in pure indolent style.  The waters swirl around me and ease all tension out of my muscles.  The light steam from the surface adds a dreamlike haze to the air and I am drifting with nothing on my mind at all.  

It is bliss.

“Ahem!”

My eyes flick open and I start, causing a splash.

“Sorry.  Didn’t mean to startle you.  Just thought it more polite to announce myself than climb on in.”

I really was out of it.  It takes me a moment to focus on the owner of the voice.  Quite tall, older and a little skinny but not bad all things considered.  Closely cropped hair and a trim white goatee.  As he turns to climb up into the tub I can’t help but glance at the salami between his legs.  Dammit the man is gifted!  He must have noticed me noticing him because he chuckles as he climbs in and makes absolutely no attempt to hide his cock as he gets comfortable.  Is it my imagination or is it swelling and standing up as he slips himself into the water?

He seats himself opposite me and reaches his arms along the sides of the tub as he leans back to relax.  Almost mirroring me exactly.  I try not to stare at him but it has become obvious that he is watching me constantly.  A slight smile playing across his mouth.  Everything about him says ‘genial old gentleman’ but something in his eyes is positively yelling ‘Wolf.’

“Been soaking long?”

“Ummm not really, haven’t long been here.”

“Ahh, just relaxing. Good, good!”

As we converse he shifts a little and I think I feel the play of his foot against my calf under the water.  I tense a little but don’t move.

“Seems pretty quiet tonight.  I must admit I never thought I’d see anyone like you here.”

“I, uh, just sort of...it was a last minute decision to come.”

“Quite right.  Nothing better than letting the impulses drive once in a while.”

Again that smile.  Not exactly humourless, just more.. hungry.  That foot is sliding higher and with the water, and the location and the memory of that quick glimpse of what he’s carrying my own cock is very quickly at full mast only hidden by bubbles.  He is staring at me now as his foot strokes gently up and down my leg and I make no effort to stop or resist his advances.  As his toes slide along my thigh I spread my legs a little and he presses his foot directly onto my now throbbing cock.  I groan and lean my head back.  He stops.

I open my eyes and he is slowly rising out of the pool.

“I heard about a young man who was here the other day.”

I think I must have gone pale.

“Yes. This young man proved to be Very popular with, well, everyone. Yes?”

He has stepped up onto the side and walked around until he is above me where he squats down right next to me and holy shit.  His cock.  Its huge and very fucking hard.  I am staring at it as he talks.  It twitches every now and again and there is a tantalising drop of precum beading at the tip.  I lick my lips and I turn to face him, kneeling in the tub, between his spread legs.

“Good boy.”

I moan as I hear that.  Like a switch inside me.  Like I’m some sort of Pavlovian test I lean forward and begin to lick along his shaft.  I lap from his dangling balls to the tip where I savour his precum before licking all the way over him again.  He grunts an approving sound and leans back to allow me to worship his wonderful appendage.

“Seems like you have found your calling.”

He laughs a little as he says this but I can’t help but think maybe he’s right.  I am a cocksucker.  A fuckhole.  Hard cocks are my purpose.  As I slip my lips around his tip and begin to take as much of him as I can he puts a hand on my head and guides me down.  I let my tongue play around him as I suck.  Teasing his firm flesh and tasting each long hard inch of him.  I realise I am moaning hungrily as I push down until he is right at the entrance to my throat.

“Fuck you are good!”  

He coos approvingly as I begin to slide him in and out.  Fucking my mouth with his cock and running my hands over him.  Teasing him.  Soaking that amazing dick with spit.  After a few minutes he pushes my head off of his cock and he looks down at me.  Leaning forward he kisses me and I respond enjoying the way he flicks at my tongue with his own.  There’s no doubt I am his in this moment.  That’s all it took.  The sight of his hard cock and a good kiss and I’m needing to do anything for him.

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