Families start somewhere...

[Guest]

This story continues from Malik and the Sad Man

Part 1

While Shane was collected his things, Malik stepped into the kitchen, keeping an eye on the roommate.  He called Ashton and told him the story, asking if Shane could stay with them till he found a place.  Ashton barely let Malik finished before he agreed.  They had put a new king-size bed in the pigpen of their own; Malik and Shane were welcome to stay as long as they wanted.  Ashton called Jackson to find out where he got all the furniture for their pigpen. They were having guests stay a while.  Jackson, with a chuckle, said he had some new stuff in his shop.  He would stain it and install it in their pigpen.  Dean got a text from Jacob, who heard from his dad.  The text read, “once they move in, you never want them to leave.”  Dean replied, “Ashton and I could be so lucky.”

Chris showed up at Shane’s house Dean’s Escalade, in case they needed more room than what Shane’s car could offer.  Chris came through the door, not bothering to knock.  Chris was shirtless, nipple piercings shining in the early afternoon sun.  The roommate's jaw hit the floor, and his cock was instantly hard and drooling.  Chris looked down at the roommate, “you should be glad I promised to be on my best behavior.  You hit my friend. Most guys would be waking up without teeth for that.

The roommate's cock twitched.  Chris raised an eyebrow, “you like it rough?”  Chris picked the roommate by the neck and stuffed his face into his damp pits.  Pulled the roommate and gave him a rough kiss.  Chris whispered in the roommate's ear, “you see, Malik and I love rough sex, but you wouldn’t survive real man sex.”  Why don’t you sit there and jerk off for me?  You can stare at what you will never get.  Chris played with his nipple piercings, causing a wet spot in his pants.  The roommate was beating his cock hard.  Just as Shane came out, the roommate blew his load.  Chris reached down and scooped up the fresh load, “pathetic,” and wiped it on the roommate's face.  Chris looked at Shane who’s cock was hard at the sight of Chris’s nipple piercings.  Chris looked down at the roommate, “Shane will be fucking my brains out tonight; you will stay home tonight and think about your life.  I don’t suggest you leave. I don’t want to drive back.”  It was an idle threat but enough to terrify the roommate.

They loaded the Escalade, “I will take this stuff to the boy's condo; you guys go out and forget all this bullshit.”  Shane and Malik got in the car and drove to the mall for lunch and clothes shopping.

[littleK]

confusing with all the names but i like having so many characters

[pozpopperpig]

Great start!  

[Guest]

Authors Note:  -  Character and Story Summary:

The Original Family

·        Jake (Older Brother of Jacob, son of Jackson / vers)

·        Jacob (Younger Brother of Jake, son of Jackson / vers)

·        Jackson (Father of Jake and Jacob / vers)

·        Chris (Bodybuilder, 100% Bottom)

·        Eddy (Twunk, 90% FF Bottom)

·        Tom (Deceased / Car Accident)

·        David (Jacob's husband, they were the original owners of the bathhouse.)

Additional Characters:

·        Dean – Manager of the BathHouse, Married to Ashton

·        Ashton – Trainer at the Gym, Married to Dean

·        Malik – Trainer at the Gym, Friend of Ashton

·        Shane – (The Sad Man), In a relationship with Malik

·        Jason – 18yo hunk, introduced in “Malik and the Sad Man.”

Villans (Not given Names)

·        The Roommate (Shane’s former roommate) – “Malik and the Sad Man” Story

·        The Stranger (Man that held Malik) – “The Young Man” Story

Current Story Positions

1.       A Hard Week – Story is closed

2.       A Young Man – Story paused

a.       Ashton and Dean had arrived home after their wedding to find the second floor of The Gym building turned into a “condo” for them. It was designed similarly to the condo of The Family’s on the floor above.  A large open concept with a single large multi-bathroom bedroom.

3.       Malik and The Sad Man – Story closed, characters continue into “Families Start Somewhere.”

[Guest]

 

Part 2

Malik and Shane were enjoying the afternoon; as usual, Malik would turn the heads of straight and gay men.  Shane worked to hide his insecurity, Malik now with a clear head, saw it instantly.  He pulled Shane over to some benches off to the side of the large walkway.  Malik looked Shane in the eyes, “Do you know what no man has that I do.”  Shane smiled before Malik could finish his sentence said, “Your strain breeding in my body.”  Malik had cum in Shane numerous times. The entire family had cum in Shane numerous times. Malik wanted to make sure he understood.  Malik said quietly, “your on PreP, I cum in you all the time.”  Shane kissed Malik’s nose,“when we broke up I stopped my PreP.  I let you cum in me it was a decision to share your DNA.  I want what breeds in you to breed in me.  You have to help me with the fuck flu.”  If they weren’t in public, Malik would have shoved another load in him at that moment.  Malike asked Shane if he could get him something to drink from the coffee shop at the end of the breezeway.  Malik needed a minute to process this.

Malik lied. He didn’t need a minute; the family jeweler had a ring waiting for him.  He had stopped to talk to Shane right next to the store.  Once Shane was out of sight, Malik bolted into the Jewlery store, the furry lean stud was waiting for him.  He showed the ring to Malik, it was stunning.  The ring was similar to the ones that the family had but still unique.  Malik thanked the jeweler and went back to the bench to wait for Shane.  Shane came back with the drinks, sat down next to Malik, “here, are you sure your ok? I can do PeP if you want to wait.”  Malik said, “what I want,” he moved down to one knee, “is to have you for the rest of my life.”  This time Shane knocked over Malik with a hug and a kiss that took them both to the ground.

Part 3

(back in time to when Ashton and Dean drove into the parking structure after their wedding).

The entire family was there to greet them. There was a big red bow on the car they bought for Ashton.  After the wedding, cars, and a new address, the two were so overwhelmed.  Jackson escorted Ashton and Dean to their new condo, it was similar in some ways to the family’s upstairs but different touches in the kitchen, den, and a small playroom.  Jackson toured them into Ashton and Dean’s pigpen.  The layout it was identical to the one upstairs.  It was easier for Jackson to tie in the plumbing.  The colors, materials, etc. used made it home for Dean and Ashton.  Ashton asked Jackson, why did you build us a pigpen, we love it, but it’s only us.  Jacob spoke up, “we said that too.  Remember we used to live in the club, then we moved to the condo, then we made the pigpen.  We had a family meeting and decided you two could skip a few steps.  Jackson also didn’t want to put up walls he would have to take down later.  You two are the same as us. I am sure this room will be full before you know it.  Suppose you guys keep it just the two of you. In that case, you have the most amazing master suite ever.”

Jake piped up, “when do we get to commemorate the new condo?”  Dean said, “there may be some campaign in the stuff we brought home.”  David said, “you got married, you didn’t get stupid, STRIP!”  Eddy suggested they play a game of “round-robin” with the newlyweds.  Everyone gives each of the newlyweds loads till they can cum any more.  Everyone thought that was a great idea.  Ashton and Dean posted face down and ass-up in the middle of the room.  Eddy looked at Chris, “I didn’t forget you,” and walked out the door.  Eddy returned with Chris’s favorite dildo and a glass.  Chris loved filling glasses with his cock juice then pouring them into one of the family’s hungry holes.

It started with the two brothers, one taking Ashton the other Dean.  Jackson put his meat in Ashton’s mouth, “you thirsty?”  Ashton nodded his head happily, sealing his mouth around Jackson’s cock.  Jackson emptied his bladder into Ashton, and he didn’t spill a drop.  Jackson then started a brutal skull fuck of Ashton.  Eddy went over to Dean, who immediately sucked Eddy’s cock into his mouth.  Eddy started pounding away at Dean’s throat.

The family had fucked together so often, synchronized rhythms were natural.  Anytime someone was spit-roasted, the thrust in and out was timed perfectly.  It had become second nature.  The family went around and unloading more cum into the two married pigs.  The smell of sweat and sex was putting Chris’s balls into overdrive.  Eventually, you could hear the sounds of sloppy fuckholes.  Ashton and Dean’s hole didn’t close between cock, hanging open like fuck caves waiting for the next cock to land inside.  Chris roared and shot a massive load into the glass.  Eddy carefully poured the load into two large shot glasses.  He was about to dump them into each newlywed’s hole.  Ashton stopped him. They wanted to do them as an oral shot.  This way, they got the family toxin in the stomaches and their holes.

Everyone’s balls were drained except for Ashon and Dean’s.  They walked over to Chris, who immediately bent over.  They fucked Chris hard and raw, each delivering their sting into his greedy hole.

Part 4

Over the following several month's things were typical, Melik had been abducted, Shane’s roommate was a breath away from getting ripped in half by Chris, an average family with average problems.  Everyone living in that building was one big group, but they were two families.  The love and companionship combined with endless pig poz sex made it a haven and home for all that lived in and worked in that three-story building.

Remodeling on the new hotel was on-track and was already booked several months in advance.  Eddy was busy getting all the new systems online, and Jackson was finishing the installation of new furniture.  The hotel's designs and custom features facilitated any number of activities in public and private spaces.  The hotel's feeling was more of a luxury all fuck experience where public sex was encouraged.  There were plenty of eye candy collage jocks willing to work in a jockstrap for what the hotel paid.  The jock’s were escorts. They were typical hotel staff in jockstraps.

Jackson was taking a break. He was bent over a work table, his pants down, exposing his furry daddy ass.  Jacob was balls deep in his father when Jackson got a call from Ashton.  Ashton asked if he had any furniture for their pigpen, they would be having guests.  Jackson looked back at his son, who was drilling his hole.  I told you they would need a pigpen.

The private suit in the bathhouse looked like a five-star hotel suite.  They didn’t have any plans on what to do with it, now that Ashton and Dean had moved out.  Knowing the way things went, it would be good to have a spare room on hand.

Chris arrived back at the condos and started taking the stuff up to the Ashton and Dean’s pigpen.  There wasn’t much, he got everything in two trips.  He was putting away the last of Shane’s things when his phone chirped with a message.  It was a group text from Malik to everyone in the family, including Ashton and Dean.  It was a Malik and Shane in a cute pose, the caption “he said yes.”  Jacob saw the text and let out a yelp.  He was over at The Tom getting fucked by his brother after dropping a load in their father.  Jake said to his brother, “are you happy for them or happy to plan another wedding.”  Jacob replied, “I would be happy if you fucked me harder, I know you can do better.  Now take my ass like I know my brother can.  Fucked me like you did when you pozzed me.”  Jake started pounding on his brother’s hole without mercy, “tell me what you want, my twisted little brother.  Tell you big brother was you want, tell me you want my toxic poz cum.  The same DNA that dad gave to me.  Tell me, you little pig. You want this poz incest cock.”  Jacob was overcome, slamming his ass back into his brother, begging for his brother’s sting.  Both of them reliving the experience when Jake pozzed Jacob.

[negchaserlooking]

And your amazing chronicle of this hot sexy family continues. Thank you

[pozpopperpig]

Never get too much of this wonderful pig family!  OINK!

[Guest]

Author's Note:  In the above table of Characters I missed named the 18yo as Josh, his name as established in the previous story is Jason.  I am sorry for the confusion.  ( I will see if the admin will make the change).  @drscorpio has been incredible at helping me make corrections and adjustments to keep these stories flowing.  Mods typically limit their activity to enforcing rules, which is a critical function.  @drscorpio has gone above and beyond, I am very grateful.

Part 5

Jason had been enjoying spending more time at the bathhouse.  He had one fuck buddy, and they had exchanged testing papers, giving Jason some calm.  Jason was waiting inside the bathhouse, his hole twitching for his fuck buddy to spend the evening taking his teenage jock ass.  Jason waiting for a while, and the guy didn’t show.  Jason went to his locker and checked his phone.  The guy sent a text apologizing that he wouldn’t be able to make it. There was a family emergency.  Jason and his hole were sad.  Jason figured he was here might as well blow a load or two and headed into the darkroom.  Jason rarely spent time in the darkroom, it was not his scene.  Dean had put in some red lights; some patrons said it was “too dark.”  The red lights made Jason more comfortable, and he watched the two silver muscle bears fucking on a bench.  Standing there stroking his cock, he suddenly felt a hand “helping” him stroke.  Jason’s hole was hungry, and his usual overreaction didn’t kick in.  He let the guy stroke his cock.  Jason fixated on the guys having sex; he didn’t notice the man stroking his cock had dropped to his knees.  Jason suddenly felt a warm wet mouth engulf his cock.  He would normally have excused himself, but his hole was thinking for him.  The guy knew how to suck dick; Jason’s resolve was quickly melting.

The man whispered into Jason’s ear about finding “somewhere more private.”  Jason’s hole and cock were in the driver's seat.  The man tugged on Jason’s arm, guiding him to one of the large private rooms.  The man started kissing Jason, he tried to return the man’s sloppy overzealous kiss.  In the recesses of Jason’s mind, he didn’t want to be in the room alone with this stranger.  Jason’s hormones and cock were in full control, keeping his feet planted while this man worked his body with sloppy affection.

Jason looked at the man, nice tan, lean build, older than Jason.  At eighteen, most guys in the bathhouse were older than Jason, and his fucked buddy was a sexy daddy.  The man guided Jason onto the bed, Jason putting up a little resistance, the spoke soothing words of “just wanting to cuddle.”  That was enough for Jason to get on the bed and spoon with the man.

It didn’t take long for Jason to feel the man’s large member sliding between his muscle ass cheeks.  Jason had the perfect balance of fat and muscle, giving him an incredible bubble butt.  Jason let out a low moan of approval, giving the man incentive to continue his journey into Jason’s hole.  The man and thoroughly lubed his cock, expertly applying more.  The man didn’t want to stop and lube his cock, potentially losing out on Jason’s ass.  The man’s cock started pressing on Jason’s tight hole; Jason didn’t want that and said, “no.”  The man complied and asked Jason if he could eat his hole.  Jason loved having his hole eaten and quickly agreed.  Jason rolled his body, face down and ass up, giving the man easy access to his twitching hole.

That knew what he was doing, reading Jason like an open book.  He plunged his face into Jason’s twitching hole.  He sucked and licked, sending Jason into a further state of need.  While the man slobbered on Jason’s hole, he made sure to keep his cock at the ready.  The man could tell he had almost broken Jason’s resolve of not getting fucked, a few more good licks to the boy's hole.  The man got on his knees and again started rubbing his heavily lubed cock across Jason’s twitching hole.

The stranger said, “please let me fuck you; you are so sexy.  I know you want it.”  Jason did want it, and he needed it at this point.  He turned, handing the man a condom from the little shelf next to the bed.  The man took the condom, his cock parked between Jason’s ass cheeks. He leaned down to Jason’s ear,  “It feels so much better raw.  You ever have raw cock in your hole?”  Jason’s resolve was not giving in on this.  “Only wrapped,” Jason had determination in his voice.  The man honored Jason’s wishes and rolled the condom over his cock before sliding in deep into Jason’s hungry hole.

The man’s cock was not as long but much thicker than his fuck buddy’s.  This made Jason see stars as the stranger slowly picked up the pace.  Jason was rapidly turning into a dick pig, begging the man harder and faster.  The man was more than happy to accommodate.  The man wasn’t going to last long, telling Jason he was about to cum.  Jason reached back to feel the man’s cock.  He could feel the familiar rubber of a condom encasing the hog that was expertly working his hungry hole.  The man, “can I cum inside you?”  Jason said, “in the condom.”  The man agreed.  He pulled his cock out of Jason’s hole, gave it a few strokes then plowed it deep into Jason’s hungry ass.  The man released his seed into the condom, and Jason blew his nut all over the sheets.  That man collapsed onto Jason, pulling his cock out of the teenager's hole.  The man pulled the condom off his cock and threw it in the trash. He hated using rubbers.

Jason’s hormones how calming, and his cock and hole satisfied was horrified that he let a stranger fuck him.  He hadn’t done anything wrong.  Jason made a quick exit to take a hot shower.  Jason tried to was the feelings of guilt and shame away in hot water.

Dean saw Jason moving quickly through the club toward the showers.  Dean smiled.  After the amount of time Jason spent at the club, he shouldn’t be afraid of lube on his cock.  Everyone needs to grow at their own pace.  Dean was off to check on Malik. He was in the VIP room for his regular “therapy sessions.”  Malik’s “therapy sessions” composed of him in a sling nursing on Shane’s cock, taking dick after dick.  Shane would feed Malik poppers to keep his hole loose and accommodating.  The “therapy session” would end when Shane releases the last of his neg seed before the family's sting soaked into his body.  It usually didn’t take long, only 2 hours of Malik getting used by a growing line of men before Shane would lose his load.  Jacob had a way of appearing at the right time to suck all the cum from Malik’s gaping cum cavern.  Jacob didn’t have a “second sense for cum holes,” as a few had joked.  Jacob gave the guy at the front desk a hundred dollars to tell him when Malik was having “therapy.”

Ashton, Dean, Malik, and Shane had settled into a routine.  The group downstairs would often go upstairs for meals or evening festivities.  The gallons of various lubes they ordered bare lasted beyond a couple of weeks.  There was something special about an entire building of poz cum pigs.  They were all waiting for the day that Shane would convert, that would call for a larger fuck party.

[Guest]

Authors Note:  This posting comprised of several sections has little sex.  There is a traumatic event.  Almost every story I start has one, I don't design in that way, just happens.  I write how I see the characters lives unfolding.  If you are looking for fun, poz sex, there is plenty to come.  There is a lot of good that can come out of ugly  (the events, situations, people and places are 100% fictional across all my stories).  I appreciate everyone that has stuck with the stories of this family.  The comments, and feedback is truly an honor, I don't say that as an empty platitude.

 

Part 6

Dean walked out to the parking lot of the bathhouse. He had picked up some things for the club and was going back to move his car to the family parking garage, giving more spaces for patrons.  Dean was driving around and out of the parking lot, constantly checking to ensure nothing suspicious occurred.  Like any place, they had their share of dealers, parking lot fucking, and other things that were either illegal or sex that should be inside the club.  Jacob was friends with local law enforcement and licensing agencies. That was no excuse not to have a safe and inviting place for everyone.  Eddy had installed a high-end camera system across all the exteriors of the properties. 

Dean was driving out when he passed someone sitting in their car, engine running, lights on.  That wasn’t unusual, except the man was motionless.  Dean stopped his tucked, got out to make sure the man was alright.  Dean walked up to the car. It was Jason in the driver’s seat alone in the car.  Dean didn’t know the kid’s name, but he could easily spot him in a crowd.  Dean took pride in knowing his regulars, not all by name at least enough to smile and say hi.

Dean knocked on the window, he wanted to say hello and have a formal introduction.  He knocked on the window that Jason didn’t respond.  Jason’s eyes were fixed straight ahead, only blinking occasionally.  Dean assumed he was breathing; his eyes were blinking.  Dean took out his keys and tapped on the driver's door window, thinking it might make more noise.  Dean went back to his truck to get a flashlight. This scene was getting weird.  He shined the light into the car.  The kid’s pants were down, and a large drying cum stain was on his shirt.  Dean moved the light around the vehicle, making sure no one else was in there with the kid.  The light fell on the revolver sitting on the passenger seat.

Dean pulled the phone out of his pocket and sent a “911 bathhouse parking lot” to the entire family group chat, which included Ashton, Malik, and Shane.  Dean didn’t want to take any more moves.  Dean didn’t want the kid suddenly coming back from wherever he was and picking up the weapon.  Dean had a glass-breaking tool in his truck but wasn’t going to move from watching the kid.  Malik was the first, coming out the bathhouse's front door in a pair of shorts, Shane on his heels.  Chris came around the corner. He was at the coffee shop.  Dean put this hand up, indicating they all needed to slow down and be quiet.  Ashton was next on the scene, seeing that everyone was moving slowly.  Dean saw Ashton pointing to his truck, waving his hand to get the glass breaker from the truck.  Ashton found it easily.  Chris picked up a small rock with a shart point that he could break glass with.  Jacob and David, both sweaty, had come running from The Coffee Shop club.  They saw the careful movement of the group and matched it.

Ashton came up to Dean, handing him the tool.  Chris was at the passenger window and could see the gun on the passenger seat.  Dean whispered in Ashton’s ear, he was going to break the window and unlock the car.  Ashton would hold the kid, not giving him the ability to reach the gun.  Ashton whispered, “the door is unlocked.”  Dean signaled to Chris that the door was unlocked.  Chris was ready to rip the door open and get the weapon.  He didn’t like guns and didn’t know if this one was loaded.

Dean carefully pulled the handle opening the door; Jason didn’t move.  Dean could hear the kid's shallow rapid breathing.  Dean moved across Jacob’s body, unlatching the seat belt, and preventing Jason from grabbing the weapon.  Jason never moved, eyes forward and shallow, short breaths.  Dean got the seatbelt off and wrapped his arms around Jason.  “Son, you need to get out of the car.  I have you, and you're safe now. Can you get out of the car for me?”  Jason didn’t move, with a quiet voice said, “no.”  Dean asked him again, “Please, I am not letting go of you till you get out of the car.”  Dean’s voice was soft but clear he wasn’t going anywhere.

Dean felt Jason’s body relax.  Dean started to extract Jason from the car, Jason’s body moved with Dean’s.  Dean got Jason on his feet.  The vacant stare, almost seemingly drug induced.  Jason slowly turned his head to Dean, “why did you touch me?  I am dirty, why would you touch me?  I am wrong, why would you touch me?”  David pulled out his phone and called Dr. Nick. Jacob called his friend at the police department to get the gun.  Jacob knew his cop friend could handle the gun without Jason getting in trouble.  Chris walked over quietly, in his signature moved, picked Jason up like a baby into his arms.  Jason didn’t react or blink, letting Chris pick him up.  Jason looked at Chris, “why are you touching me? No one should touch me.”  Chris said in a delate tone, “I have you.”  They took Jason through the outside back door of the private suite.

Dr. Nick was waiting.  Chris laid the boy on the bed.  Dr. Nick went to work checking his vitals, trying to figure out what’s wrong.  Dr. Nick quickly diagnosed the kid was in shock, gave the kid a shot that would let him sleep for several hours.  Whatever was going on, the kid’s mind needed a break.  While the kid was asleep, Dr. Nick drew blood to run tests for anything and everything.

Chris stayed with the kid while the rest when outside to talk.  The officer was removing the gun, Jacob saw he had to unload it.  The officer came up to Jacob and gave him a verbal whipping for not calling him sooner.  Dr. Nick said he would run tests to figure out what was going on.  Dr. Nick said the best thing was not to leave the kid alone and call if anything changes.  Dr. Nick would call once he had the test results.

Part 7

Jason finished taking his hot shower after his encounter with the stranger.  He went to his locker, quickly dressed, and left the bathhouse.  A couple of days later, Jason came down with the flu. His fever was high enough that his parents took him to the hospital.  The hospital did the standard fluids, medication to lower the fever and treat any more symptoms.  The doctor had come in while Jason’s parents were out getting some food.  The doctor asked all the typical questions, including being sexually active.  Jason said, “yes.”  The doctor asked how often Jason uses protection.  Jason responded, “always.”  Jason saying he was sexually active automatically adds STD screening to the standard list of blood work.

The doctor saw Jason's parents walking toward Jason’s room.  The doctor said, “did you know your son was HIV positive?”  Jason’s mother, without a word, turned and left the hospital, calling for a car to take her home.  Jason’s father stood there for a moment, then went to get his wife to drive her home.  The couple drove home, not seeing their son after the news they received from the doctor.

When Jason was released from the hospital, his father came and picked him up.  Jason had a good relationship with his parents, and they were accepting of being gay. He wasn’t sure about HIV.  They had offered him counseling at the hospital. He explained he had supportive parents and would be fine at home.  Jason was going to take a shower when his father said. We need to talk and guided him into their large kitchen.  Jason’s mom was standing there, an open bottle of wine on the island and a large glass she drank down.  There was a bottle of his dad’s whisky on the island.  Jason thought he smelled liquor on his dad in the car.

Jason was about to tell them what the doctor told him.  Jason opened his mouth to speak. His mother stopped him, a mild drunken slur in her voice.  His father was pouring himself a drink with not the most steady a hand.  His mother spoke first, slightly drunk, “we know about you, the doctor told us.  We were fine with you being queer, but we won’t live with a sick son under our roof.”  Her words were cruel and biting.  His father silent, except for the ice in his glass.  She continued, “did you think about us? What if we shared a fork? Were you going to give us AIDS too?  I didn’t want a queer son, and I don’t want a dirty one.  You could kill your father and me.  I am not going to wash all the dishes in bleach after you touch them.  That’s what I would have to do.  I would have to bleach everything so you don’t give us what you have.”  The woman was more than half drunk, more than ignorant, and more than cruel.  Her drunk symphony of destruction not yet over.  “Your father and I talked, you can take your car, whatever you can fit in it, and leave.  Then we will have the house cleaned of your filth.”

Jason’s mind shattered, without a word, he went to his room to get some clothes.  His mother following him.  He went to his closet, getting some shirts and pants.  She wasn’t done spewing her venom, “I don’t care what you take.  I need to know what you touch so we can bleach and paint.”  Jason was gone, his mom’s hate breaking him apart.  His father that was so supportive was in the kitchen drinking himself numb on whisky.

Jason took what he could carry, went to his car.  He turned to see his mother standing in the front doorway, finishing another large glass of wine.  Jason got into his car and started driving.  What no one noticed, when his mother went to fill her glass, Jason got his father's gun from the hall closet.  Jason didn't know where he was going, he just knew his life had reached its conclusion.  He didn’t know how he ended up in the bathhouse parking lot.  He just sat there stroking his cock.  There wasn’t any pleasure as he lost his load. He just needed to feel something before…  Once he finished cumming, it was as if the world froze and him with it.  The next thing he remembers is a man with this arms around him and then getting sleepy on a large soft bed.

Chris watched as Jason’s breathing had gone from rapid shallow breaths into a slow deep rhythm, helped by the sedative the doctor had to give him.  The family had a bird with a broken wing.  They didn’t know the hell that Jason had just come through; they saw a bird with a broken wing.  Dean had seen Jason enough; Ashton had met Jason in the hot tub.  There wasn’t a doubt in anyone’s mind. The thing in the front seat of Jason’s car would only be used once.

Chris looked down at the teenager, fast asleep, ran his hands through the boy’s hair.  Chris said softly, “I don’t know what happened to you, why you were in our parking lot.  You are an angel with a broken wing.  I promise I will help you fly again.”

Part 8

Eddy put a temporary camera into the private suite, and it would send a notification if it sensed movement.  They all decided to talk in the VIP room. It was private and a few steps away from the private suit.  The officer found Jason’s wallet and gave it to Jacob.  The kid had almost 2 thousand in cash, no credit cards, and his driver’s license.  None of them could guess what happened to Jason. They knew the next couple of days were going to rough for that kid.

Dr. Nick called; he had the lab run some quick tests, screening for drugs and STD.  He told Jacob that Jason was HIV positive, there were no drugs or alcohol in his body.  Jacob told the group Jason’s test results.  They assumed Jason hadn’t taken it very well.  None of them knew about the pit viper Jason’s mother was.  They decided that Dean would stay with Jason.  Dean might be the one that Jason would recognize.  Ashton would get some shorts and a t-shirt for Dean to wear in bed.  They weren’t sure how Jason would react to a naked man in bed with him.  Dean said he would sleep on top of the bed with just a blanket.

It was almost three in the morning, and Dean was having a hard time getting to sleep.  His mind was working overtime to figure out how Jason ended up where he did.  Dean heard Jason start to mumble. The sedative was wearing off.  Dean folded the blanket, put on some sweat pants, and sat on the side of the bed.  Jason was waking up slow, Dean hoping the kid wouldn’t startle.  Jason looked at Dean, “I know you; you’re the hot guy that works at the bathhouse.  Why are you in my room? I don’t think my mom will be ok with you staying over?”  Dean was careful to keep his tone warm, and kindly replied, “Jason, you at my place.  I found you in your car, and you didn’t look good.  Can you tell me what happened?”  Jason was starting to wake up, looking at the strange surroundings.  Jason looked back at Dean, “I am so sorry, I need to go.  You didn’t touch me, did you?”  They had left Jason’s jeans and shirt on, only taking off his shoes before putting him in bed.

Jason continued to apologize as he got out of bed, still sleepy.  Jason finished putting on his shoes and looked at the time, “I missed dinner; mom is going to be upset?”  Dean said, “no one here has touched you; it’s a little late for you to be driving home.  Why don’t we sit and talk?  Dean went to the fridge and pulled out some bottles of water.  Jason’s brain still fractured from his mother’s brutality.  Dean handed Jason the water, “why don’t you tell me about how you got here and the gun I found in your car.”  The day came crashing back into Jason’s mind.  Jason started apologizing faster, obviously looking for a way to get out of the suit.  Dean pointed at the back door, “the door is that way.  Before you go, can I ask a question?”  Jason, in an attempt to hurry his departure, quickly agreed.  “Where were you going to sleep tonight?”  Jason quickly responded, “at home, my….at home.”  Dean looked at Jason, “I have seen enough kids kicked out for being gay.  All the clothes in your trunk, the gun in the seat.  I don’t think you have a home.  You don’t have to stay here, I can find you a shelter.  I want to help you if you let me, my family would like to help you.”  Jason looked puzzled, “you have a wife?”  Dan smiled, “not quite, I have a husband.”  Jason thought for a second. He was trying to figure out what to do next.  Dean saw Jason’s brain working overtime.

Why don’t you drink your water and we can talk, it’s 3 am.  At least stay and let me buy you breakfast, anywhere you want.  Then you can leave or stay, it's all your decision.  Jason’s stomach growled; the last time he had eaten was lunch at the hospital.  Dean heard Jason’s stomach, “sounds like you could use something to eat now, and then we can have breakfast a little later.  Dean walked over to the fridge, pulled out some fresh fruit, and a couple of power bars from the cupboard.  Jason ate all the fruit.

Dean was trying to get to the bottom of the mystery that is Jason.  “You mind if I ask you one more question?”  Jason had calmed down, realizing that Dean was kind and he was free to leave any time.  “You seemed concerned about people touching you. Did someone touch you, hurt you?”  Jason shook his head “no.”  Jason said, “I am dirty. That’s why mom threw me out.  I don’t want to make you dirty.  The doctor told my mom I was dirty. She said I couldn’t stay.”  Dean knew the kid was over 18, and the doctor was talking to his mom.  There was a lot wrong with this story, but this kid thinking he was “dirty,” Dean wasn’t going to let that idea take hold.  “What do you mean by dirty,” Dean asked.  “I have AIDS, and if you touch me, you can get it.”  Now something made sense.  Dean said, “you don’t have AIDS, you are HIV positive, two very different things.  Second, you can’t give it to someone just by touching them.”  Dean knew this was not the time and place for HIV 101.  Jason let out a yawn; between the early hour and a little sedative still in his body, he was getting tired again.  Jason looked at Dean, “you mind if I take a nap?”  Dean said, “sleep as long as you want, I can stay here, or you can pick up that phone, and I will come back.  That door is locked (pointing to the one that leads out to the club).  That door is only locked out the outside; you can stay or go any time you want.  I hope you stay.  Jason thanked Dean and asked if he could be alone and that breakfast sounded good.  Dean stood up, “if you pickup that phone, it will call me, then we can go get some food.”  Jason turned and went back to sleep.

Dean went out the back door. A guy smoking a cigarette was walking down the street.  Dean pulled a twenty-dollar bill from his pocket.  Handed the money to the guy, “can I have a smoke?”  The guy was polite, told Dean he didn’t have to buy it.  Dean insisted, he knew he would get in trouble with Ashton for smoking, but he didn’t have any bourbon.  Dean stood there enjoying the smoke. He had quit almost ten years ago.  He didn’t like the smell or the flavor, and he needed something to calm his nerves.

The outside cameras had caught Dean, one of the staff called Ashton.  Ashton came around the corner, “those things are disgusting.”  Dean looked at his husband, “you have anything better?”  Ashton grabbed his crotch, “yep.”  Dean put out the cigarette, and they went to the VIP room.  Ashton made Dean shower the smell off before they fucked.  The two had some very stress-relieving raw sex.  Something about Ashton parking a toxic load in Dean’s hole made the world a better place.  The two fucked and talked for a bit, Dean gave Ashton his phone while he showered and dressed, Jason might be up soon.  The phone rang while Dean was in the shower, Ashton answered.  Jason wasn’t paying enough to tell that it wasn’t Dean.  Jason asked if the offer for breakfast was still available.  Ashton happily replied, said he would be there in just a few minutes.  Jason asked if he could have a little longer to take a shower.  Ashton said, call when you ready, and we can head out.  He told Jason to find towels and clothes if he wanted to change.

Part 9

Dean’s phone rang again. This time Dean answered.  Jason asked if they could get some food, then he wouldn’t be any more of a bother.  Dean would have argued the statement. He hoped food and coffee might help get the entire story.  During their fucking in the VIP room, Ashton had the idea of calling the chef and doing breakfast in the condo.  Jason might feel more comfortable talking than at a restaurant.  If Jason got spooked, they could eat at The Coffee Shop.  Dean came into the suit; Jason was wearing a pair of Dean’s old jeans and an old shirt; both looked painted onto the stud's body.  Dean asked Jason if he wanted to have breakfast at his house, telling him there was a chef there.  Jason agreed.  The two walked to the condo building, passing by the front of The Gym.  Chris saw Jason walking with Dean and smiled, his heart a little lighter.  Shane had finished his workout, and their day had finished early.  The three were exhausted from the night's events.  Chris looked at the two love birds, “I am too tired to work out. Could we fuck and call that cardio.  Shane smirked, “You can ride my cock, but you have to do all the work. Today I am a lazy top.  I did my workout.”  “What about me?”  Malik said.  “You can sit on my face while he rides my cock,” Shane replied.  The three went off to have some fun while Dean tried to get their broken angle to tell his story.

Eddy doing his own investigation, had Jason’s cell phone.  Service to the phone had been disconnected, the phone still worked.  Eddy was going through texts to see if he could figure out what happened.  The last message he saw was from a guy apologizing that he couldn’t meet Jason at the bathhouse.  Looking at the time stamp on the phone, Eddy pulled up the camera feeds from that day.  Eddy was going through the feeds when his heart dropped, the hair on the back of his neck stood up.  He needed to tell someone, but who in the family should he call.  There were some he shouldn’t, but someone had to know.

[Guest]

Part 10

Dean and Jason arrived at the condo, Malik and Shane were upstairs in the family’s condo.  The chef served breakfast and coffee. Jason inhaled his food and asked if there was any more.  Ashton and Dean sat back, letting Jason eat his fill.  Dean asked careful questions, not to startle Jason or bring back the emotions that had him sitting in his car the previous night.

Jason explained that he had only been fucked by one guy, a daddy with whom he had become friends.  Dean knew the guy by description, he was a regular and a very kind man.  Dean also knew that the daddy was neg, Jason didn’t get the bug from him.  Jason talked about being sick and the doctor telling his mother.  Dean stopped him, “the doctor told you mother?”  Jason shook his head yes, taking another bite of some toast.  “Did you tell the doctor it was ok to talk to your mother?” Dean asked.  “He never asked me.” Jason replied.  Dean and Ashton were furious, and they would see if Jacob had any more connections in his Rolodex.  Dean was walking carefully with Jason trying to figure out who knocked him up.  Jason looked at Dean, “does it matter, no one will love me.”  Ashton was going to end that thinking right now, this kid needed to know there was nothing wrong with him.  Ashton asked Jason, do you mind if my family comes down, they would love to meet you.  Dean said, “remember, you don’t have to stay, I promised you breakfast, and you could decide to stay or go.  I hope by now you trust me just a little.  The is door is over there, it’s never locked.”  Jason thought for just a minute, Dean had been kind and, Ashton he remembered from the hot tub.  Jason agreed.

Dean called upstairs.  The entire family came down, quietly entering the condo as not to startle Jason.  Jason was tougher than they were giving him credit.  They moved to the living room, each one sitting on a chair, couch, or the floor.  Dean asked if he would like to hear their story, Jason had a curious look.  “We are two families that live on this floor, and the one above, we share love, compassion, and our bodies with each other.  We are all also poz.”  Dean realized he sounded like a hippy love child.  Jason said, “all of you.”  Jake said, “all of us.”  “And you all…” Jason’s voice trailed off.  “Fuck constantly, yes.” David responded.  Malik noticed the wet spot forming in the jeans Jason was wearing.  Malik nudged David to see what was happening in Jason’s pants.

Jason could feel his cock waking up and starting to push out more precum than it ever had before.  He was eighteen, a stiff wind would get him hard. His cock was hard because he realized he was lovable. That being HIV positive didn’t make him an outcast like his mother did.

A hunk eighteen-year-old with a drooling boner in a room full of men known for their insatiable sexual appetites.  Jason wasn’t the only one with a rapidly hardening cock.  This breakfast was supposed to be a gentle, tender moment of helping this broken kid. It was dangerously close to being an orgy.  Jason looked around the room, some of them better at hiding their hard cocks than others.  “You are all positive, and you fuck, and you call yourself a family?”  Jason was making acquisitions. He was asking questions.  The best answer at the moment was given by Jacob, “yes.”  “Do you all have sex together, like an orgy, or are you married like Dean and Ashton?”  Jackson smiled, “a couple of us are married to others, but we all fuck and sleep together.”  Jason let out a low, soft moan.  He was moving his hips, rubbing his hard cock on the inside fabric of Dean’s old jeans.

“For fuck sake, won’t someone say it!”  Eddy burst out.  Eddy walked up to Jason sitting on the couch.  Eddy’s hard cock obvious in his shorts.  “Does the thought of us poz men having sex turn you on?”  Eddy was blunt but kind.  Jason said, “yea, is that wrong.”  Eddy dropped to his knees, moved his lips next to Jason’s ear, “it encouraged.”  Eddy touched Jason’s new poz cock boner.  Jason pulled in his breath, while his body moved toward Eddy.  Jason moved in and kissed Eddy, the two started making out.  The rest of the group rubbing their poz cock, watching Jason embrace his new life.  Eddy went back to Jason’s ear, “How about me and my family show you how much fun poz sex can be? Look over there.”  Eddy turned Jason’s face to see Jacob and Jake making out.  Eddy said to Jason in a quiet tone, “poz turned those bothers into lovers.”  Eddy had unbuttoned the jeans and was slowly freeing Jason’s cock.  “You see the mountain of muscle, it taught him new ways to feel pleasure.”  Chris stood up, pulling his compression leggings off.  Chris put two fingers into Eddy’s mouth, getting them wet.  Eddy said, “watch this.”  Chris easily slid the fingers into his hole, causing an immediate rumble in his chest.  Eddy kissed Jason on the cheek, moving his head toward Malik and Shane, “these two are getting married. When they met, only one was poz, now they both are.  See how connected they are.”  Eddy took Jason’s hand, moving it to Dean’s crotch, “These two shared the gift, see how they kiss.”  David and Ashton were locked in a ravenous kiss.  Jackson came walking toward Eddy, “this silver muscle daddy, he can open world of pleasure.  Watch what he can do.”  Eddy pulled the back of his shorts down, Jackson lubed his hand.  Jackson easily slid his hand into Eddy’s loose hole.  Eddy looked at Jason, “look around the room, do any of them look like they are missing out?  Just watch, see what they do, see them make love, feel the lust in the air.”  Eddy swallowed Jason’s cock to its base.

[pozpopperpig]

Damn!  Can't wait to find out who Eddy tells about his sleuthing from Jason's phone!?!?!?!? 

[ronnie4u]

I was sent to my Uncle and Cousin ( 22 yrs old ) for 2 weeks - party's - dug's - and I did not know they were Gay but my Dad did !  I was transformed into a Sub - Cock hound being used and abused - some knock out pills !

[Guest]

Part 11

As Eddy deep throated Jason’s cock, Jason started thrusting into Eddy’s open throat.  Eddy was slobbering and moaning, and he gagged on Jason and fist fucked by Jackson.  The brother Jake and Jacob were locked in their traditional brother incest intoxication, Jacob begging for Jake’s toxic seed.  Ashton and stripped Dean, mounting his lap.  Ashton grinding his large muscle ass on Dean’s drooling cock, “I love the way you pozzed me, recharge my hole,” Ashton said to Dean with lust in his eyes.  Malik had bent over his fiance Shane and was trenching out his hungry hole.  “Take another shot of toxic cum. I want you to convert with my cum.  I want you to breed the family strain back into me,” Malik said, spitting on Shane’s back and pulling his hair.  Shane’s face pointing to the ceiling, eyes rolled back by the pummeling of his hole.  Half focused on Eddy’s open slick throat, Jason, watched as these group of men shared their poz seed.  Jason saw these men weren’t ashamed they celebrated it, shared it; it was an expression of love in this group.

Jason was the first to lose his load into Eddy’s throat, causing Eddy to cum.  The clamping of Eddy’s hold onto Jackson’s arm made him spill his seed.  The boys saw their father cum, and Jake immediately planted a load in his brother, Jacob, released into David.  Chris was working his hole with his fist, his mouth waiting for David’s seed.  David fed Chris, causing Chris to cover his tight abs in his juice.  The entire scene came to a close with the strong smell of sweat and cum hanging in the air.

Dean, panting, looked at Jason, “see, being poz isn’t so bad.”  Jason caught between confusion, ecstasy, and a little shame left over, “maybe.”  Aston thumped his cock on Dean’s abs; he had yet to dismount his husband.  “Once you get some dick in you, you will feel better.  There is one rule in this group: no secrets, shame, and never having to do anything you don’t want.  This is a safe place for us and now you.”  Ashton said, still panting himself.  “You guys don’t mind if I stay for a little while?”  Dean smiled, “I ordered your bed while you were eating breakfast; it will be here later this afternoon.”

Jake suggested they all take a shower, the family went upstairs, and the rest stayed in Dean and Ashton’s condo.  Everyone could shower at once and come back for lunch.  The chef had quietly watched the orgy from the kitchen, spilling his seed into the salad dressing he made.

Eddy pulled Jake aside and told him what he had seen and what was on Jason’s phone.  Jake’s eyes went wide, “have you told anyone else?”  “Not yet. I didn’t want to start a wildfire.”  Eddy replied.  “That’s good, but we need to tell the family; let’s just make sure it’s a controlled burn.  The nuclear weapon over there (pointing and Chris), won’t handle this well.  Let’s tell dad. He had a way with Chris.”  Eddy and Jake separated to take their showers.

Ashton showed Jason where his bed would be and what bathroom would be his.  Ashton explained all the plumbing for cleaning yourself outside and inside.  Everyone went to wash off the sex and sweat, and the chef was preparing lunch with a side salad and his secret dressing.

Done with their showers, Jake quietly pulled his father aside.  Jake told his dad what Eddy had found on the cameras and the phone.  Jackson looked at his son, “I can take it from here.”  The group went back to Ashton and Dean’s place for lunch, Jackson on one side of Chris and Malik on the other.  Once everyone sat down, the chef served lunch.  Everyone had eaten, the chef packed his tools and left.

Jackson looked at Eddy, “the them all what you saw.”  Eddy started by apologizing to Jason for going through his phone. He was trying to figure out what had happened to him.  Jason looked down, “I am feeling better about my status. I still don’t know how it happened.  I am not sure it matters.”  Eddy replied, “normally, I would agree, but in this instance, it’s important.”  Eddy pulled-up the saved camera footage on the living room TV, easily seen from the Dining table.  It showed the parking lot, the film was paused.  Eddy explained the date and time that Jason received the text from his fuck daddy.  Dean chimed in, “I know the guy; he is a good man.  He would never hurt anyone, let alone Jason.”  Jackson and Malik felt Chris’s body tense slightly at the potential that someone hurt Jason.  Eddy said, “this is the video. You can see Jason leaving the bathhouse and driving out of the parking lot.  About a half-hour later, this man left the bathhouse.”

Chris slammed his fists on the table; Jackson and Malik were trying to hold him down.  The force of Chris’s fists on the table caused it to crack.  The wood of the table gave an obvious splitting sound with the force Chris had shot into it.  “That fucking better not be who I think it is. I will rip him in half.”  No one had seen the video except Eddy.  The high resolution of the camera’s made the man’s face easy to recognize.  The man walking out of the bathhouse was the same that had abducted Malik.

Seeing the video, Jacob excused himself to call some friends in the county government on why this man was showing up at his club.  Jackson and Malik, and the rest of the family were trying to call Chris down.

Part 12

The strange man had enjoyed Jason’s muscle teen hole.  He had broken the condom and was riding Jason raw, enough of the rubber for Jason to feel before the stranger dumped his load deep in Jason’s guts.  The man knew what he was doing, pushing his load in high, hopefully, the teen wouldn’t know he had was seeded.

The way Jason took off after they had fucked, he had time and cum for one more.

Part 13

Jacob’s friend called back after looking up the man’s case.  The man had money and hired an expensive lawyer.  The charges were reduced to a misdemeanor, fine, and community service.  The community service was just a donation to a local charity that would sign off on his service hours.  Jacob’s friend said he would call the prosecutor and see if anything can be done based on this new event.

Eddy explained that he tried to track down where the man lived, he had sold the home in the hills, and there was no current address on record.  His mailing address was listed as the lawyer's office.

Jason went pale. His mind pulled back to being a broken victim.  Malik noticed Jason having a crisis.  He shot a look at Ashton.  Ashton saw the color draining from Jason's face.  He took Jason to the upstairs condo, away from the image of the man that did this to him.  Ashton just held the boy while Jason went from grief to anger ending with Jason blaming himself.  Ashton told Jason it wasn’t his fault, held him tight while the teenager was breaking.

Jason had finally calmed down. The morning events and the emotional rollercoaster had taken its toll.  Jason asked Ashton if he could take a nap and be alone for a while.  Ashton laid him down on the bed and left to stay in the living room.  Ashton would leave Jason alone in the bedroom but not in the condo, and he didn’t know what Jason might need or do.  The condo was quiet. Ashton could faintly hear Chris's angry bellows downstairs.

Part 14

Eddy printed high-resolution photos of the man and distributed it to the staff of every property.  If they saw him, throw him out and call the police.  They all quietly hoped the man wouldn’t come back, they knew Chris wouldn’t be able to control himself.

Several months went by, and the man was never seen again; Chris was still angry.  The kind and gentle Chris had been replaced by rage and fury. He tried to control it.  Patrons of the gym thought it was “roid rage,” the family wished it was that simple.  The bathhouse patrons didn’t know anything had happened.  The place had changed for the family, it was ugly and tainted.  The man had done more than violate Jason, the most recent adoptee of the family.  He had taken something beautiful and stained it with something ugly. 

Jason wouldn’t go near the bathhouse, spending time at the gym or as a bar back at The Coffee Shop.  Jason was still broken. He wasn’t as bad as the day they found him in his car, and he wasn’t the man that was having fun in a family orgy.  The sex had stopped between all of them.  They were still family; their commitment to each other never wavered.  The air was thick with turmoil emotion, and it wasn’t conducive to their usually sexual escapades.

The families weren’t going to break apart, but there was a scar that wasn’t going to heal any time soon.  Something had to change, or they all were going to break.

Part 15 (4th wall break)

Hi, I was Tom’s husband.  My story was told in “A hard week…”  I have always been here with my family, being the quiet support, a stable foundation.  I know love and loss, and I have watched as my family has loved and lost.  The events with Jason were different. It was either that they had opened wounds from Malik’s abduction or added more trauma.  I have made sure that everyone had what they needed, money to buy rings, funds for weddings, or someone to talk too.  I had remained and stayed in the background, except when there was cake.

I am stepping back in; my family is hurting as I never thought possible.  I need to do for them what they did for me when my husband was taken.  Families to start somewhere; it’s time for this family to start over.

I know that some have asked my name, it really isn't important.  While the story started about me, it quickly became the story of my family.  The story of my family is far from over.

I will be telling the rest of my families story as it unfolds in front me.

Part 16

Sitting at my desk, my heart heavy.  Going home every night, still falling asleep in Chris’s arms.  I knew by his touch every night, he was holding back furry and sadness.  I could feel in the air each night that something needed to give before everyone broke.

I opened a browser on my computer and started searching the web.  I wasn’t looking for anything specific, more for inspiration on how to solve this problem.  I stumbled across a real estate site; that’s where I found my solution.  I knew it would be a tough sell to the family, but they would come around.  I called our agent and initiated the purchase.  I would wait until the purchase was complete before I told the family.  I started posting for management jobs.  I could hardly contain my excitement.  I would wait till the purchase was made, and I had some bits on the management jobs.  I would do the interviews discreetly off-site.

[Guest]

Part 17

The offer on t he property was accepted, my agent called to tell me. I had done a couple of interviews; no one stood out. I was starting to get questions from the family about my strange behavior. It was over dinner that I told everyone about my project.

The bathhouse, The Tom, the Hotel, The Gym were all profitable businesses, well-run machines that brought considerable revenue. I had been storing money for a while, an emergency fund that would pay for the property. I looked around the table, "I purchased a ranch!" I got smiles and puzzled looks. Jacob was the first to speak, "to do what?" "Whatever we want, but I have some ideas," I pulled out some sketches showing the various building on the property and a large main house. I saw a twinkle in Jackson's eye. I had a feeling this might be something he would like. I continued to explain my ideas; they weren't fully refined but enough to get a conversation. The rest of the group was slowly warming to the idea. The most significant selling point was getting away from where we were. Jacob asked what we would do with the current properties. I had already been interviewing for managers. It would be financially advantageous to keep the income from these properties to use for this new ranch.

The ranch was only a 6-hour drive out and into the mountains. It was situated where we could enjoy the seasons without the seasons being to extreme. Chris finally spoke, "you want us to leave everything we have here? Do you want to let that man get away with what he did? How am I supposed to let it go? He violated my family, not once but twice." Chris was sitting at the table, and his chair turned toward the exterior windows. Jason walked over and squatted down, getting into Chris's line of sight. He looked Chris in the eye, "it's time to let it go. I know you want to protect and defend this family, but maybe this man gave more than he took." Chris's heart softened a little as Jason spoke. "I wouldn't be here, and Malik might not have Shane. The man gave us each other and the fire to fight for what we have here. Chris, you have been out in the cold with your furry. Come back home to us." Jason pulled Chris's head into his chest and kissed his spiky hair. I heard Chris sniffle. This sniffle was the first time I heard anything from Chris but anger.

Chris turned himself around and wiped his eyes, "I am going to get the car keys?" The entire group started laughing. The thick cloud that had settled over us all was finally lifting. Chris left the table and disappeared into the pigpen. I assumed he was getting some tissue. I realized Chris had been gone a while when the muscle mountain appeared in the door, wearing only a jockstrap and a smile. Chris waited till he had everyone's attention, "I have a clean and very hungry hole. I think what would make me feel even better a gang bang." A mischievous smile crept over his face.

I stood up, with my stinger rapidly rising with me. I walked over my big lug, "so you finally pull your head out of your ass, and you expect us to replace it with our cocks. You think you can walk out here in a jockstrap and expect to get fucked." Chris and I were almost nose to nose. He looked me in the eye, "I know you will, you poz it, you own it." I shoved Chris hard, causing him to stagger back into the pigpen. "You want to get fucked! TELL ME WHAT YOU WANT!!!" I bellowed at Chris. Chris replied, "I WANT TO GET FUCKED!" I looked at him, "NOT GOOD ENOUGH!" Chris barked back, "POZ FUCK ME!" I unzipped my pants, my cock drooling. I walked up to Chris and slid my cock into his warm twitching hole. I couldn't remember when I emptied my sac, but this was a good place to start.

The rest of the family filed in, I started banging away on Chris's hole. Shane pulled his 10" uncut cock out and slid it into Chris's throat. Shane and I pumped Chris from both ends, the rest of the group getting naked. The familiar sounds of sex with the smell of man sweat were filling the room again.

Jacob and David were locked in a kiss; Jake had taken up with Jason. Ashton and Malik were playing with each other's niples and deep wet kissing. Dean was on his knees worshiping Jackson's cock. Everyone priming their toxic pumps to fill our not so gentle giant. I didn't last long and unloaded into Chris's hole. Shane pulled his cock from Chris's throat with enough time to bury it in his hole and release a fresh toxic load. With each member getting close and right before they came, they stuff their cock into Chris's hole. When the event ended, Jacob was back to his normal self. He had planted his lips around Chris's puffy hole, sucking out every drop of cum.

We all went into the living room to talk for a bit, then showers and off to bed. I asked when everyone thought we should go up and look at the place. Chris replied first, "the minute I leave this place, I am not coming back. I need a new start." A general agreement moved across the room. I asked, "You guys saying we should pack up and go, never looking back?" There was a solid yes. I suggested that we take a minute and hire our replacements. We would need the income for the ranch. I also recommended not fucking every applicant, but I knew that would fall flat.

Everyone took to interviewing their replacements. Dean was the first. He promoted his general manager, and it was a good choice. The man had been with us for almost ten years, and he knew the people and the place. I would hire a property manager. I wanted to maintain control of the finances. Eddy would make should we could monitor the businesses from our new family ranch.

Ashton and Dean told me how much they loved having their own space but missed the family all being in one place. They wanted us to be one big family. "Does that mean we have to adopt your strays as well," I asked? Dean shot me a dirty look. "I am kidding. That's how all of us got here. I do want to know when I get some Jason ass?" I didn't see Jason had come into the office. "Any time you want," he said, walking toward me, his shorts hitting the floor. Jason came around to my side of the desk, bent over, his ass in my face. I started eating that bubble butt, Ashton and Dean watched. I looked at the two, "don't you have someplace to be?" "Right here, we are going to cum in our jeans when you cum in his hole. We like to walk around with cum loads drying in our pants. There is nothing better than sucking cock that has been sitting in cum," Dean replied. I went back to eating Jason's hole. The boy had converted to the family strain shortly after the first fuck fest. I think Dean stung him to get him through the fuck flu again.

I was eating Jason's hole like it was my last meal. The teenager had the perfect balance of muscle and jiggle. Jason was getting comfortable being a poz pig. He would ask with my face in his ass, "you like that teen poz hole, that bug breeding ass. Can you taste the family strain breeding inside me? Eat my cum dump hole." Jason reached around, pushing my head deeper into his ass. His hole opened, giving my tongue deeper access. This ass-eating went on for some time, my jaw getting sore, but I was determined to provide Jason everything he wanted. I felt his hand release my head, tapping on my chin, telling me to stand up. Jason swallowed my pierced cock. He slobbered and sucked my cock, covering it with throat slime. He turned around, pressing his ass against my slimy poz cock. I pushed into him, neither of us making a sound. Each of us matched the motions, him pushing his ass back to meet my thrust. This synchronized pounding went on, and the only sound was the slapping of skin. Silently we fucked, Ashton and Dean, intoxicated by the event.

The silence was unbroken as the large wet spots formed in their jeans tell us they had cum. I released myself into Jason, and he released onto my desk. The four of us never making a sound except for feet on the carpet as Ashton and Dean left, and Jason slipped his shorts back on. They quietly closed the door.

Part 18

At that moment with Jason, I realized a need yet unfulfilled. I had quietly carried the weight of the family. I was happy to do it, but in the process had lost myself. I closed my office and walked over to The Tom. Jake was standing behind the bar. He looked up and poured me a drink, knowing by my face I was there for a purpose, and a conversation was not it. He put a piece of paper on the bar with a pen. I wrote "Pain" and slid it back to Jake. He wrote "feel" on top, I finished my drink.

I opened the wooden doors to "feel" I guided myself to the cross. The large man in leather tightened my restraints. My mind fell deep into my subconscious.

I could hear each lash across the back. I could hear the sound, but the feeling was not much more than air across my skin. The man waiting for a response continued his assault on my naked flesh. The man was out of breath but determined. With each lash of whips more brutal than the last, my mind fell deeper. I was swimming in a pool of black, the pain from my back keeping me anchored in reality. The man stopped, and I laid in the pool of my mind. Another man entered, applying cold compresses to the deep red stains forming across my back.

The man took me down off the cross, placing me onto a padded surface. I soon felt the familiar pain of candle wax poured on my back. Each drop of the hot wax sent ripples through the black pool of my subconscious. I was in and out of consciousness. The lines between the real and my subconscious began to blur.

I heard another man enter, undoing my restraints. He whispered sweetly, "this is enough, wherever you are, stay. Let the experience give your mind rest. You have been the rock and foundation now free yourself. When you rise, you will come back, free and clear. You have run the gauntlet and paid the toll. We will leave you here. When you are ready, a bath of cool water is prepared. Now you will be alone." My mind knew I was alone. The floating back pool in my mind pulled me under. I was breathless but unafraid. I was starving out the last of my penance, stamping out the darkness.

The black water of my mind receded. I was standing on a beach, wading into cool water. My mind began to clear, realizing I was in the cool bath that was prepared. The scents added to the water, soothing and earthy. I stayed till the ocean of my mind receded. There at that moment, I had given the darkness space to swallow me. The darkness was now satisfied by my offering. I was free to love and be loved. This was the moment where the beast was satiated and my gauntlet run. I was ready for the next chapter, closing the books of the past.

The death of my love, the torture of a friend, and the violation of a young man, those chapters closed. The pain and regret left, potential and life stood in their place.

I stood from the water, walking to the robe hung by the door. Descending the stairs, Jake silently fixed a drink. I sat at the bar, never uttering a word. Jake knew what had taken place. Jake left me with my drink. The only sound was the ice clinking the glass every time I lifted it to my lips. I was whole once again, ready to move into the chapter of life, not alone but with my family. Here the pain was over, and here is where I would leave it.

I left The Tom, placing my hand on its cold cement outer walls. I said my final farewell to my great love. I knew I would never be back. I laid to rest my guilt, my husband, and my pain.

I walked softly back to the condo, reaching my bed. Chris was there waiting to wrap me in his strong arms. I dropped the robe, climbed into bed. Chris reached around my body and held me close. A single tear fell from my eye, and it was my last tear of grief and sadness.

Tomorrow would bring a new sun, and with it would I would rise a new man, free from the pain and guilt of yesteryear. This night was my requiem.

[pozpopperpig]

Absolutely fucking beautiful!