Wicked Mr. Magoo

[pozpopperpig]

So fucking loving this!

[501andboots]

love this

[austin_submale]

Getting interesting!

 

[MTLneg]

Part 5

I woke up in the room (how did I get here again?!) to a thump, thump rhythm coming from the other side wall. Someone was getting fuck because as I pay more attention, I discerned a muffled voice: thump… Uhn! thump… Uhn! thump… Ahh! Uhn! thump… Uhn! thump… Ow! Almost hypnotizing. Some other voices were encouraging/appreciating with “yeah, take it man”, “fuck him” or simply “hot”. I had a beginning of a headache. My hand went to my hole. No plug. Sore and sticky. Cum must have leaked, maybe lube leftover. As I circle a finger at my hole, I noticed one of Magoo’s shoe on the floor with a piece of paper sticking out it.  My index was now deep in my hole, reluctantly I pulled it out and suck it clean. I was still uncomfortable of having a guy shoot his load up my ass, but it was Mickey’s clean load and he was negative too, at Magoo’s damn. I dive my finger back a few times to collect the cum and savor it. As I lick the cum remnant off my finger, I realized how much I liked it. For some reason, it wasn’t the same as when I eat my own cum.  Finger cleaned; I extended my arm to grab the paper. In the dimmed-light room, it was hard to read:

“After you wake up, swallow the Viagra. Grab the lube and the popper and join me back at the theater space. Don’t shower, don’t piss… and don’t eat all that cum out of your ass,        you whore. I dropped your towel at the front desk.  Pick up a clean one.”

It was signed “Grandpa”… I read the paper a second time, how did he knew I was going to “eat the cum from my ass”?  I look back at the shoe, indeed the two bottles were there. The blue pill had found his way inside the dirty shoe, as I tilt it up, another pill rolled down, small and pink. A children aspirin! Yeah, that would help. I popped both pills and lay back down remembering the last few hours.

 

Everything went exactly like Magoo told me: Mickey fucked me bareback, twice as a matter of fact; I fucked him back, lied about being poz, and Magoo and his friends stepped in right after. I don’t think we will ever see Mr. Magoo smiling like this. Unspeakable.

After sucking on Magoo’s cockhead for a while as he recounted some of his past encounters. After he left, I went to the showers, situated between the small pool and the dry sauna. Mickey was there alone. He nodded at me, but didn’t say any of his usual derogatory remark.

“You alone?”, he asked.

“No, not really. I came with a friend” I responded.

“The short old man?”

“Yes”

“He fucks you?

“Oh god no! He is poz…”

“He could fuck you with a rubber” I replied nonchalantly.

“I wouldn’t take the risk.  Anyway, he only fucks bareback.”

“Huh? Still surprising he can get it up”, he said laughing at the idea.

“Yeah, and he has a nice one too. He gives awesome blowjob.”

“Urrggh… old trolls sucking…”

“A mouth is a mouth, and like I said… awesome…”

“I’ll take your word for it.”

“You had some fun?”

“Nah, just fuck my friend earlier in the sling.”

“Oh yeah, it was hot seeing you fuck.”

“Really, you thought I was hot?”

“Yeah your hot” I replied seeing an opening to put Magoo’s plan in motion

“Hmmm… hot enough to put out for me?”

“Well… I don’t get fuck…  not often… but with you…”

“Your hot too and I don’t know what I would give to have a go at your hole…”

“Your ass” I said. I can’t believe how easy he was making my task!

“What?”

“You said you didn’t know what you would give and I said your ass. I let you fuck me, and in return, you let me fuck you. Fair trade.”

“I don’t know. I know you but… I’m neg and I am like you, I want to stay that way.”

“We are both neg and we both want to fuck each other, so why not?” 

Here I was, at Magoo’s request, pimping my own ass to satisfy the old man urges. And using the same deceiving tactic Mickey and his friend used on others. Mr. Magoo was a devious stealther.

“Okay, lets go in the dry sauna. No ones in, and I don’t want pry eyes.”

Here I was on my back in the dry sauna, fucked by Mickey. A royal fuck. Mickey pounded me hard, more than I expected. Who could believe that such slender body can fiercely fuck like a beast?  

“Fuck off!” Mickey yelled every time someone venture in.

Sweat was rolling from Mickey’s stomach directly down to my hole, providing incessant lube. The sloshy sounds added to our moans and grunts were worthy of a class B porn movie.

“I’m coming…” Mickey said, still pumping without missing a beat.

Suddenly, the sauna door open again.

“Fuck… “

SLAP

“Shut your mouth, arrogant prick”  Mr. Magoo had slap Mickey who had stop mid-stroke. Now, looking at me “You little whore. You won’t let me fuck you, but you let him, HIM! fuck you?!!!” said Magoo in angry tone.

“But you are poz and he is not” I replied meekly.

“At least, you could have let me watch! I don’t have much pleasure at my age but for sure I would have enjoyed it, even more that your prima donna ass doesn’t get fuck often.”

“I’m sorry” I said.

“Hey, with his tight little ass, I can go another round for you” stated Mickey to the old man, acting proud to have something the old man can’t get.

“Can you?”

“Yeah. I mean… he is so hot I might even go for a third time.”

“Awesome”, exclaimed Magoo. “Bring your sorry ass to the sling. Time to put a show!”

With that, Magoo was out leaving a bewildered Mickey still comfortably lodged in my overflowing ass.

 

 

[MTLneg]

Part 6

I was still in the room, the Viagra was now in full-effect, and the thumping next room had reached a crescendo announcing the inevitable conclusion of a breeding. Two fingers had found their way up my pussy, mixing the cum and my spit into a bubbly cream. My mind reverted to Mickey’s cum.

“No time”

“But it’s running down my legs…”

Mickey turned around and leaned over me, kissing me, sliding his tongue deep in my mouth. My hard on from all the excitement stuck between us.

“Let it run, Max…” Mickey said, “no one will mind.”

“You took your time” Magoo said, pointing at me as we reach the top of the stairs. The corridor leading to the sling was crowded. We had to fray our passage amongst the multitude of hands groping our nipples, balls, cocks and asses, a stroke on my cock here and there, someone even try to push a finger in me!

A second sling was mounted, and opposite a table similar to a massage table but narrower was installed. In the first sling, Mickey’s friend was getting spit-roasted by two chunky biker-like guys in leather jockstraps.   

Mickey was already hopping in the second sling, next to his friend. Magoo kneeled down and started fluffing me for a minute or two. Someone put his hand on my lower back, pushing me forward.

“Max, it’s time to fuck.”

I nodded.

As I positioned myself between his legs, Mickey was smiling back at me.

“Fair trade” he mouthed me.

“Fair…” I pushed my cock the first two inches “…trade” sinking the rest until I felt his balls in my pubes.

I stroke his cock 5-6 times; me, fully-embedded in Mickey’s warm hole, then I grabbed both chains of the sling, slided my cock two-third out, then pulling on sling with force as I pushed my hard cock back in his ass where it belonged. A tall guy with a grey goatee nestled his cock in my crack, humping it up and down and started playing with my nipples. Wired to them or not, my cock was hard by all the sensation of this interaction. Magoo was on my side, his hand caressing my stomach. 

If anyone would have counted, it took me 312 thrusts from start to finish, spewing my pent-up load in Mickey’s ass. Woof!  It was my first full fuck in 312 days since March 13 when I was forced to stay home due to covid!  Yeah, I jerked off a lot and got few nuts down Mr. Magoo’s throat, but it all got eclipsed from this public fuck. I came back to earth realizing that a closer crowd was cheering up at my “exploit”. One of them was the front desk, the one with purple hair. He was holding a digital camera and filming. Unbeknownst to me, the camera was retransmitting the scene through the Wi-Fi to all the bathhouse screens for all to see…

As I started looking back and forth between Magoo to Mickey, the latter senses something was wrong and probe me to tell him what was going on. I got nervous and I could feel Mr. Magoo closer to me as ever. I start stuttering.

“Uhh… I… well… I… really… how can I say…”

“Spit it out Max, for god’s sake”, cut Magoo.

“I’m sorry… I…  I… lied…” I finally said.

“What do you mean, you lied? asked a concerned Mickey, trying vainly to get out of the sling only to have more hands keeping him in.

“Come on…!” Magoo encouraged.

“I’m poz…”

It was one of these strangest awkward times when everyone talks to each other loudly and then abruptly stop exactly at the moment you whisper your most intimate and darkest secret to another one.  It only lasted a second, then the crowd cheered up as if I just made a winning touch-down at the super bowl!

“I’m-poz-I-am-sorry-you-were-so-hot-I-wasn’t-able-to…” I spoke so fast I am sure Mickey didn’t understand anything.

“Blah… blah… blah…” Magoo intervened, pushing me out of the way and slamming home his cock.

“Urrggh…” exclaimed Mickey, surprised and shocked. “No… not you…”

“Pffft! Like a poz cock or another would make a difference!  You took your first poz cock like a pro.  Did you felt any difference?  No.  Now you have my cock in you, beside the fact that I am quite bigger than Max here, do you feel any difference?  No. Period. End of discussion.  Now we are going to make sure you get poz once and for all. As for you, Max, don’t venture too far. With this delirious crowd, who knows what can happen to you.”

So, I stuck around, full of remorse, close to Magoo, rocking with him, with the sling. Another pair of guys were at work on Mickey’s friend. One of them was an all-wrinkled thin man - a skeleton by all means with a lot of lesions - was fucking him slowly.

“HIV last stage” murmured the front desk guy who had found his way next to me, nudging his big dong on my thigh.

I looked back at Mickey. I felt like something was at odd. For a short moment, I almost saw a smirk on Mickey’s face.   

[pozpopperpig]

Super hot!

[hrbigbelly]

Why do I think it was all a set up to get Mickeys poz cock into Maxs ass.  Cool plan. 

[Tanbbottom]

I think Max is going to get more than one poz load, not sure. Waiting excitedly for the next installments 

[MTLneg]

Part 7

“Get on all four, bitch!  Your ass is way nicer than your face.”

Humiliation is not my cup of tea, but the gruff voice commanding the “bitch” next room was fucking sexy.  The thumping ended few minutes ago, and the “bottom” was sobbing quietly, just loud enough to hear if I put my ear against the wall.  This is my voyeur side.  My motto is:  safer to watch than participate…   But here I was, in a bathhouse for the first-time ever in my life, having conspired with my neighbor (which I still don’t know his real name), to knowingly poz another not so innocent guy.  My neighbor, an old man who shown me his two-side personality: a talented cocksucker and a wicked poz fucker.  To say I was conflicted is the least I can say.

“Arrgghhh!” came from the other side. It started me. I put back my ear at the partition.

“What do you say?” the sexy voice asked.

“Th… Thank you sir, may I have… another one?”

“If you insists…”

I read stories about this type of play between master/sub, but in real life?   How naïve am I?

I took the blue pill half and hour ago and was slowly jerking myself with no intention to cum.  I poured some lube on my ass and worked two fingers in, relishing the odd sensation of being fucked, making me to want some more cocks - Mickey’s cock - back in my hole.

I reached at the black-capped popper bottle without second thought and brought it to my nose like an addict. The effects were immediate, and the consequences … as expected.  I open the door. The place was now dark with a few black lights here and there.  I was naked, no towel, an itchy ass and a chemical-induced hardon, popper in one hand and lube in the other, sex-starved and a fucked-up mind in an almost pitched-dark and crowded bathhouse!  The worst conditions for a non-adventurer like me. 

I bumped into few guys. At the corner, “purple-hair” was being blown by another guy.  I starred for few seconds wondering how Magoo was able to get that thing up his ass.  I turned around and make my way to front desk to get a towel.  A large Latino was waiting in line.  He was chatting with a handsome mid-aged man who was glancing at me.

Two cops, fully-dressed in their uniform, were standing at the front entrance discussing with two men wrapped in towels.  The younger one, early 30s, was deliberately looking at me.  The popper’s fumes seem to have dissolved from my mind because reality hit me!  I was stark naked in front of cops!  I started fidgeting badly.  I brought the powerful popper to my nose and did a double hit!  Problem solved!   Oops! Wasn’t it illegal?  Fuck!  This entire gathering was illegal due to covid restrictions!  The cop just nodded and smiled back at me.  I grabbed my towel and modestly scampered toward the theater.

Ah! Try to find a 5-foot-tall man (probably on his knees slurping on a juicy cock) in a dark theater...  You would think porn movies playing on screens would be enough for you to see who’s where? Well, you are wrong. The only sure thing was all the moans coming from the various fornication going on. I can't hardly start asking out loud for “Mr. Magoo”, isn’t it?  So, I resigned myself to go from couples to trios around the room.  The Latino must have followed me because he was just behind me breathing heavily on my neck.   An unknown hand on my shoulder applied pressure to push me on my knees, but I resisted.  I was clanging on my towel, lube and popper as walked the room to realize Magoo was no where to be seen.  The Latino was on my trail.  I exited the theater and entered the first door on the left to find myself in a restroom.  I hurriedly hide against the L-shaped wall.   Next to the urinals, Magoo was there, pissing in a funnel attached to a body. He didn’t see me.  He was soothing the piss drinker with his hand, petting him like a dog.  Is there anything this man doesn’t do? 

“Almost done”.

*gurgle sound*

“So good… I wished my neighbor would drink piss also… ahh…”

What? Is he talking about me? 

*gurgle sound*

*gurgle sound*

“…ahh… I will have to see Doc… it’s still burn when I piss…”

*gurgle sound*

What? How long did I spend sucking on his cockhead today?  I am poised to get some STD.

*gurgle sound*

“I know it's your first time, but you are doing great…  Mmmh... What Mickey would say if he saw his boyfriend swallowing piss like…”

What? Mickey’s friend!

*gurgle gurgle gurgle sounds*

“Hey don’t choke now…  A little more and then it is over…”

*gurgle sound*

Magoo was shaking his cock, pulling the long foreskin over the head a few times. Then he saw me, still glued to the wall.

“Perfect timing!  Do you need to piss?” he asked.

I did, but shook my head no.

“Of course you need to, approach…” he ordered

*gurgle sound*

“We have a live urinal tonight!” he said proudly like a salesrep showing the greatest appliance in the world.

*gurgle gurgle agitated sounds

"You have another customer pissboy... open wide..."  Magoo said laughing at his own joke after spitting a couple of time right in the beak funnel.

In three swift moves, Magoo pushed me closer to the human urinal with his hips, fed me poppers and pointed my cock to the funnel.

"Now piss”

[Guest Marine112413]

Great story, excited to read more...

[Hotcumrod]

This so hot want and need more

[sevren]

So good

[MTLneg]

Part 8

“Do you want my last neg load?”

Magoo had dragged me out of the restroom after I was done. It took me a while to get going. I was piss shy. First, because Magoo was holding my cock and looking indiscreetly at me, and second, because the live urinal was Mickey’s boyfriend. His eyes were fixed on me, his chest heaving uncontrollably. The poppers were hitting me hard again and for a second I forgot why I was there. Magoo went behind me, bracing me with his hands on my nipples, distracting me further, and with a forceful push Magoo jammed his cockhead in my ass.

“Huh!  No! You know you can’t… I don’t…”

“Then I suggest you start pissing!” he said, “because I will inch my poz cock every ten seconds you are at task, and when fully-lodged in your poz-virgin cunt I will fuck you and who knows if you don’t get pregnant!”

“No, you can’t…”

“I surely can, and I am doing it!  Ten…!” with that Magoo pushed another inch of his poz cock in me, my hole indisputably surrendering without resistance. I had to make real efforts to concentrate. 

“Twenty…”

“Urrgh…” 

Magoo increased the intensity of the nipple-play by stretching them roughly. I started to piss, driven-more by fear than my own will, filling rapidly the funnel dangerously.

“Thirty…”

“Urrgh…”

The vicious push caused my dick to jump sending a jet of piss in the eyes of the young man. The unremitting gurgling stopped briefly before starting back more rapidly like it was catching up. A simple choice: swallow or drown.

“Forty…”

“Arrgh!... I am pissing! I am pissing…”

“It is not the deal. I stay in you until there is no more piss in you!  Fifty…!”

“Ah fuck…!” I closed my eyes, forcing my piss out as much as I could. The funnel was over halfway full of a pungent yellow piss. Suddenly, another jet of piss started adding to the funnel. A man had joined me, a thin line of rosy piss (blood?) coming out from a short stubby cock. The smell was horrible!

“Sixty…”

“Oh! Please stop…”

“Nope, out of question”

“If I have so much piss is because YOU forbid me to piss earlier!

“I know! It’s so much fun! You sure like to take your time! Seventy…” Magoo was now giggling. 

*GURGLE GURGLE*

Mickey’s friend was making larger effort to swallow. I felt guilty.  The man had finished pissing on his head and body and was leaving.

“Eighty…”

“Arrgh… please… no more… for me… please…”

*GURGLE GURGLE gurgle gurgle*

My piss flow was coming to a halt finally, seconds before I would shake my cock for the last few drops.

“Ninety…”

“Fuck, fuck, fuck… Fuck! I’m done. Look! I’m done! No more piss”

*gurgle*

*gurgle*

Magoo pulled out and bend to lick off my cock.  “So much fun, Max. Thanks for helping me out!”

I nodded like a dumb ox and wondered what I was helping for? Disbelief must have shown on my face because Magoo added:

“Don’t be like this! You came a long way from your comfort zone. From being isolated in your apartment and jerking on tasteless porn movies. You can’t be satisfied by few blowjobs. Life is out there, Max. It’s here and now!”

“Yes, but I don’t want to… you know… the risks and all…” I said gesturing toward the live urinal as an example.

“Life is made of risks and choices, and death without them.” he told me seriously. “You don’t have to give it all now. Breathe and enjoy, you might end up happy!” said the now familiar friendly face I knew.  “Lets go, you have someone waiting for you.”

 

“Max?”, Mickey said.

“Hun?”

“Do you want my last neg load?” he repeated.

“Neg load? But you took a lot of poz loads.”

“Don’t be silly. Yes, I am taking poz load now, but I don’t have the bug yet, if I ever catch it…”

“Hmmm… yeah I would like to…”

“Here, take the key for the room” intervened Magoo, then added to Mickey’s attention “but you have to let me tap this ass of yours again.”

Mickey nodded.

“And you need to be back in 35 minutes for your tattoo appointment.”

“35 minutes!” I exclaimed.

“Too bad if you took your time to piss!” mocked Magoo, “now go”.

On our way to the room, Mickey explained he agreed to get a poz tattoo of Magoo’s choice and Magoo would pay for it. A couple of tattoo artists were invited to spend the night at the bathhouse and do tattoos on demand.  So, Mickey fucked me a second time.  He was a lot more verbal and rough.

“Before I fuck your sweet little hole, lay on your back and put your head at the end, here, I will rape your mouth like a cheap cocksucking faggot whore.”

Gone was the “sophisticated annoying queen” personage Mickey was when we were in college.  Even his arrogant and irritable voice had changed.  It was pure male, full of testosterone. Full of poz confidence? 

“Open that hole for me because I won’t be gentle. I will fuck your throat hard and won’t stop. Even if you choke on your puke, even if it damages your voice, even if I brake your nose while I pound you” he said. “And when I will have my cock shove down your throat, what are you gonna do about it?

As he positioned his semi-hard cock on my lips, I realized it wasn’t a rhetorical question and he was awaiting and answer from me.

“Uhh… grab your ass with my two hands and pull you deeper?” I said stupidly.

On my answer, he chuckled and without warning slammed his cock in.  I choked, shedded tears, pummeled his thighs, spitted bile and saliva, swallowed back my puke. He just did that, raped my mouth.

“You fucking whore… I almost come! Phew! Let me fuck you now” an exhilarated Mickey announced.

I was happy to turn around. My throat was on fire. Mickey took the popper and made me sniffed a couple of hits.  Then he took the lube and fingered me gently which was a nice contrast from the onslaught I just got served. He was staring at me strangely.

“Open up you little liar! I let you fuck me, pretending you were neg, stealthing me after trusting you.”

“Oh fuck, the lies!” I thought. I will be forever a stealther in his mind.

“The fuck I will give you is going to be brutal. I will give it everything I have, every ounces of my flesh will contribute to this fuck. I don’t seek revenge. You are not an enemy. You brought me a freedom that I must have longed for a while otherwise I wouldn’t have agreed to let you or anyone fuck me bareback and cum in me.   Look at me.   I like you a lot and I would like to see you again, even if… you know… I become poz.” 

With that he leaned on me and brought his lips against mine for few seconds.   How warm lips!  I was astonished.  Here in a bathhouse, a guy I helped to be fucked by Magoo and other poz men, Mickey was making a love declaration?”

“You… you have a boyfriend…” I said timidly.

“A boyfriend you fed a full-bladder of piss! he chuckled.

“You know? I replied astonished.

“Sure!  Your “grandad” and I planned it.”  Mickey was now lubing his cock.

“You planned it with…”

"Uh huh..." responded Mickey as he was giving me is fine hunk of fuckmeat. “and to be honest, we planned a lot of things over the last few weeks, but I will tell you more after I fuck your brains out!  Time to breed you again!” he simply said.

[Tanbbottom]

Luv Max's naivete! Can't wait for next installment.

[Syracuseboy]

This story getting real good.