The Poz Ranch

[pozpuppy]

The Poz Ranch

Chapter Five

 

Thud! Thud! Thud! on the door of my cell woke me up from my slumber. My hole was throbbing from the rough fucking that I got earlier.

Thud! Thud! Thud! came again.

“Yes Sir” I said.

“Hood on” a voice said.

I quickly grabbed my hood off the floor and put it on. I jumped off the cot and assumed the position, kneeling with my hands clasped behind my back.

I heard the lock click and the door swing open, hitting the wall.

“Now that’s how I like to find the boys here” the voice said.

I smiled under the hood, knowing that I had pleased him. It was a small gratification, but  it felt good.

“Get up!” he said, “Or I will drag you up”

I quickly got to my feet. He grabbed me tightly around my right bicep and pulled. I took the hint and started to walk with him.

“It’s time for Prophet Kace to use you through your first lesson,” he said, “I mean give you your first lesson.”

We moved down a hall and turned to the left and continued. I was lost in a world of unknown. Even if I broke free, I didn’t know the way out, so I continued to submit.

Thud! echoed the hall as the man fisted the door we stopped at.

“Enter”

The man opened the door and we walked in.

“Excellent” Kace said, “Secure him, blindfold him and remove his hood”

I was pulled to some sort of device in what seemed to be the center of the room. I was forced to my knees and push backwards until my back was against a hard wide block. My arms were forced back and locked into a restraining cuff.

“Eyes closed” ordered the man.

I obeyed. I felt the hood being lifted from my head. Something soft was wrapped multiple times around my head covering my eyes and secured behind my head. Once done I opened my eye, but found a sea of darkness.

I felt a soft, but stiff belt being latched in front of my chest and pulled tight. I was not going anywhere.

“Excellent work” Kace said to the man who delivered me to him.

No other words were spoken and I heard the door close.

“Open your mouth boy” Kace ordered.

I obeyed.

I felt something soft and warm sliding in my mouth and realized it was his cock head.

“Hold it, but do not suck”

A second or two later, my mouth filled with a hot, bitter liquid. I swallowed it, only to be replaced with more. Over and over my mouth filled and I swallowed. My stomach felt so full after the strong pissed filled it. His cock dribbled small amounts near the end, as if he was forcing more piss out of his bladder.

Suddenly, my cock began to piss uncontrollably. I felt the hot flow arc out of my piss slit and hit the floor.

“Interesting reaction. Can’t say that has happened with another boy”

His cock head was twitching in my mouth. He pulled it out with a pop. I heard his foot steps as he moved away from me.

“Today, we are going to intensify your hunger for seed”

I heard jars rattling.

“The ranch has a milking program and I am holding some of the product collected”

His foot steps grew closer.

“Head back and open wide”

I felt something stiff being put in my mouth. I think it was a toothbrush or something similar. Instead of brushing my teeth, he was using it to scrap the insides of my cheeks. Wasn’t long until I tasted a hint of blood in my mouth.

“Keep your mouth open”

I did as instructed. I soon felt another liquid being poured in my mouth. This one was thicker. He was pouring cum into my mouth, filling it. It rain down my throat to my piss filled stomach. He halted his pouring, allowing me to swallow.

My tongue licked around my mouth, collecting and savoring the cum.

I opened my mouth again quickly and he poured in more.

“The first jar that you just swallowed contained milk tainted with weak strain of the HIV virus” he said, “The next one is a little more intense”

He poured the liquid into my mouth. This batch was a bit saltier. Again he filled it  up and then allowed me to swallow. I moved the remaining cum around, pushing it against my cheeks.

I heard his foot steps move away.

“Two more jars to swallow and then the next phase”

I heard his foot steps move towards me again. Without a word I tilted my head back and opened.

The cum flowed from the jar into my mouth.

“This tainted milk was from donors with high viral loads coursing through their veins”

I don’t know it I was tasting the virus, but I though I did. My taste buds were on fire with this cum coating them. I pushed it closer to my cheeks so I could absorb some of the virus through my wounds. I swallowed it down into my stomach, which was stretching more.

My cock was aching from being so hard. I wanted to just wrap my fist around it and pump a hot load out.

I opened my mouth again, wanting the last jar.

“This milk is polluted with the full blown virus”

He poured it in. It was thick, bitter and salty. My mouth filled slowly. It would soon be over flowing if he doesn’t stop I thought. With the cum filled to just up to my lips he stopped. I closed my mouth carefully, not to lose any of the cum inside, and swallowed.

“Open again”

I did and soon felt more of the milk being poured into my mouth. Again he filled it until it was at my lips and stopped. I swallowed it, expanding my stomach more. It was beginning to hurt.

“Open” he said.

I did. He poured more of the milk into my mouth, filling it to my lips. I swallowed. My stomach was aching more and cramping from being stretched.

“Open”

I did, but thought I could not take any more. He poured the tainted milk into my mouth, filling it again. I swallowed, but it was more difficult. I felt as if my stomach was going to reject it and I was going to projectile vomit all of the cum and piss.

“Hold it. Do not regurgitate. Not only would you waste precious milk, but you would defame the men who donated it, plus we would start over” he said.

I focused on my breathing and relaxing of my muscles in my abdomen. The urge to bring it back up slowly dissipated. 

I could hear him moving about in the room. I heard unknown noises, making my heart race with anticipation.

He moved towards me. I could feel the heat coming off of his body in front of me. He was close. I felt a cold item being pulled up against my balls, pressing them up into my body. The pain level increased as he pulled up harder. I determined it was his boot against my balls. He placed a hand on my head and steadied himself and used it as a way to apply more pressure to my balls.

He pulled the boot back then gave them a couple taps with the edge. It wasn’t hard enough to cause horrible pain, but enough to know he was in charge.

The belt was released from across my chest and my arms freed. I was pulled up from my knees and moved over to a table I think. I was bent forward and my arms were pulled straight out above my head and secured. My ankles were secured to the posts or legs of the table in the the corners, slightly spread open.

Without warning a hard smack hit my ass. I yelped. I could feel the tingling heat in my ass cheeks. I was smacked again, yelping loudly. Again the paddle hit my ass cheeks. The tingling heat was building with each smack. Again and again the hard wooden paddle hit my ass cheeks. Over and over. My yelps turned into pain and pleasure screams, echoing in the room. I lost count of how many smacks my ass had received, but by the time he was satisfied my ass felt like it was on fire.

“I enjoyed that” he said, “Now the next phase begins. It’s very similar to what we just completed”

 

[Nkdnudist]

Ready for more 

[bjbottom]

Extremely hot!   Reminds me of when I was growing up during my early teens in the Milwaukee area during the late 70s early 80s.   I had so much sex with supposedly straight guys from my older brother's high school varsity football team, and later his army buddies; my dad's construction crew, poker buddies, and local bar owners he frequented; and leaders from our church and my scout troop.   I was fed so much cum and piss that my stomach would bulge and bloated I could not eat any food that night.

[pozpopperpig]

Can't wait for more!

[seattlebbbtm]

Excellent 

[BergenGuy]

On 7/21/2021 at 4:37 AM, pozpuppy said:

Suddenly, my cock began to piss uncontrollably. I felt the hot flow arc out of my piss slit and hit the floor.

That is so hot.  Sounds like he's got excellent piss pig potential.

[Guest Bbcumslave1999]

I’d love to be kidnapped and brought to the ranch

[Nkdnudist]

Love this more please 

[pozpuppy]

The Poz Ranch

Chapter Five

 

Secured to the table, my red ass exposed and venerable.

I felt him pushing something into my ass, a tube or something. I winced from the slight pain as my sore hole opened for what ever he was putting in it. I felt what was outside my hole move upwards and secured.

His foot steps moved away and I heard jars again clanging against each other.

“I think your training will skip to the jars of high viral loads of the full blown disease”

He carefully moved back to me, carrying multiple jars. I soon felt the warm liquid enter my hole via the tube. It continued to flow. I could feel it slowly filling the inside of my hole.

“One jar down” he said, “going to stretch your bowels just like we did your stomach”

He started pouring the second jar of cum into the tube and it flowed into me, mixing with the first. My cock was bent down between me and the table aching for attending, drooling pre-cum as my hole was filled with toxic poison.

“That’s two, my boy”

The third jar was opened and soon was traveling down the tube into my hole. I had no clue how big these jars were or how many loads of cum filled them. My mind imagined men in a big barn hooked up to milking machines, sucking on their hard cocks as they eyes and mind were filled with gay porn through virtual reality googles. My cock pumped a little more pre-cum out at the image of that in my head.

“Ready for number three”

I moaned.

I felt more deadly cum entering my hole. the warmth moved through my bowels and then throughout my body. It felt as if my body was reacting to the cum and starting to crave it.

“About to pour number four,” he said, “The record is eight jars. I think you might break it, or we will at least try to”

He poured number four, five and six jars of cum into my hole. I could feel my insides filling up and expanding slightly. Once number six was empty, I heard him walk away. I heard more jars hitting one another, but he didn’t return once he had them. He continued to work on something on the other side of the room.

My hole twitched around the tube sticking out of it. I wanted more cum in me. The urge to be filled was building into obsession.

What ever he was working on did not take long. He moved back to me and opened jar seven and slowly poured it in. This jar was hotter in temperature than the first six. The cum flowed faster inside me. I then heard the pop of jar eight open.

“You made it to the record set by a boy named Kevin, who was inflicted with the same sickness as you have.”

I moaned my pleasure like a pig in shit does.

He popped open jar nine and poured it in. My bowels heated up more as they expanded to take the ninth jar of harmful seed.

“I think your hole can take another” he said evilly.

I heard the pop and soon felt the heated liquid enter my hole. I could hear his devilish laugh echoing in the room.

“Fuck boy, your body much be absorbing the cum”

I heard him walk away again, still laughing.

I squeezed the tube in my hole, as if I was trying to milk it of the cum that was still in it.

“Master Jack please” he said, “Yes I’ll hold”

There was a little pause and then he said:

“Good Evening Master Jack,” Kace said, “I am working with Cody, the new inductee.”

“Yes Master Jack, he is taking to his first lesson well. I don’t think he enjoyed the ass paddling as much as I did.” he said with a laugh.

There was a pause on this side of the conversation for an about a minute.

“I wanted to inform you that he has broken the record for the number of jars of ejaculate  introduced into his hole.”

Another pause.

“Yes Sir, ten jars. I skipped the protocol of building the levels of toxicity like we did orally and went to the full blown virus level. I think this inductee has promise”

Pause in the conversation.

“Yes Sir, I will see you when you arrive.”

I heard the phone being placed on the cradle and his boots hitting the floor as he moved over towards me.

“You my boy are about to get a visitor” he said, “make sure you’re respectful and open to the needs of the guest”

I heard him snap his fingers. There were quick steps in the room. This time they did not sound like boots, but bare feet on the floor. I heard equipment being moved and felt hands cleaning me up a bit.

“Quickly you useless faggots, you only have seconds to get this area ready.’

I heard faster walking around.

“Unless you want the paddle you fucking degenerates, I suggest you more faster”

I was a bit taken back, I could hear moving around, fast moving around. Prophet Kace was demanding.

There was a Thud! at the door and someone gasped.

“Answer the fucking door” Kace shouted.

The door knob clicked and the heavy door swung open.

“Master Jack, do please come in Sir” a timid voice said.

I heard heavy boots on the floor as he moved into the room. The door clicked closed.

“Get these useless fag boys out of the room” Master Jack said. “They have still not earned their mark, therefore they must be shunned from any form of pleasure. Unless you have already, escalate their lessons”

“I have Master Jack” Kace said, as I heard the boys scurried out like cockroaches in the light.

“Now let’s turn our attention to Cody” he said.

[pozpopperpig]

The more toxic cum the better!

[pozpuppy]

The Poz Ranch

Chapter Six

 

Cody was still bent over the table, arms above his head restrained, legs spread and restrained at the ankles, and with a blind fold over his eyes. His cock was throbbing, not under his body, but pointed down at the table’s edge.

“Cody,” Kace said, “You are about to have the great honor of having Master Jack’s corrupted seed fucked into your neg hole. Your hole will be scarred with his unmedicated strain”

I heard someone, I assumed was Master Jack, undressing near by.

“Tell me Cody,” Master Jack said, “What is your purpose?”

I panicked mentally, then blurted out.

“My purpose is to bring pleasure to men’s cocks”

“He’s a receptive boy” Kace said.

“How are you to provide that pleasure?”

“By the use of my mouth and my hole”

“And?”

That I did not know or figured out.

“I don’t know what else, Sir”

“You are to be a vessel for the seed of men, but your true desire of seed is for poz seed”

I felt a hand run across my ass. It was rough like a working hand.

Without warning, I felt his hard thick cock pop through my hole. He pushed hard and my pucker released, allowing him to drive his cock deep into my cum filled hole. I felt the hot cum push out between my pucker and his cock, then run down my thighs.

He pushed until his balls were against my ass.

“Kace, get under him and collect the cum that is leaking out”

I heard Kace move and then felt something cold scrapping up my thighs, collecting the cum. Master Jack started to pull out and the ridge of his cock head pulled more cum out of my hole.

As Master Jack fucked me and Kace collected the cum, I could hear them speaking but could not understand it. Master Jack’s hands were on my hips, gripping me tight. Suddenly, he pulled one away and then slapped my ass cheek hard. I yelped from the surprise.

“Pain often accompanies pleaser” he said, slapping my ass again.

“Some men enjoy inflicting pain on their toys”

He was pumping his cock in and out at a steady pace. I struggled to keep my pucker relaxed with his pounding.

“Other’s enjoy the power of his toy, bringing him to the brink of the unconscious world, but cutting off his air supply”

He fucked me harder as Kace still collected the cum that was being pulled out of my hole by his big cock.

I could hear him grunting as he fucked me.

“You will find that most men just want to fuck a hole, any hole and shoot their seed deep inside.”

“I am a cum whore” I said without being asked.

“You are correct Cody and will always be a cum whore. You learned your place quickly”

He rammed his cock in harder and harder. I felt the table moving a bit forward with each thrust. He was power driving me with his cock. Harder and Harder. My hole was in pain with each thrust, but I embraced that pain as pleasure.

“I’m going to fucking cum and knock up this worthless fucking faggot” he yelled.

I closed my eyes under the blindfold and squeezed my pucker the best I could.

“That’s it faggot, clamp that sloppy fuck hole around my thick cock. Fucking milk my foul seed into you hole.”

He grunted over and over as he pounded me, harder and harder.

“Fuck my hole, Sir” I begged, “use me as the fucking toy I am. Inject me with your poz cum.”

His hands gripped my hips tighter and he rammed his cock in deep. HIs piss slit opened and his load shot out, over and over. I could feel the heat from his cum coating my insides.

As quickly as he shot up my hole, he pulled out and left. I didn’t have time to thank him for his load.

“Cody, you have done well” Kace said.

I heard him move towards the door, open it and say:

“Clean him up and take him back to his cell”

I laid there waiting. I heard two sets of foot steps approach me.

“Fuck boy, you are a cummy mess” one said with a laugh.

The unrestrained me, put the hood over my head and dragged me out of the room. Once in the hall, I could hear the sounds of fucking coming from the rooms we passed. Moans were heard mostly, but I did hear sobs coming from others.

I was taken to the shower room, I knew that’s where I was from the cold tile floor.

“Once the door is closed, you can take off the hood, clean up and then assume the position”

With a bit of a slam, the door closed and I set forth my tasks. I turned on the shower to get some hot water, but quickly learned there was none. Bracing myself mentally, I stepped into the cold water and quickly cleaned myself of the wet and dried cum.

I brushed a finger in my crack and jumped when it ran across my hole, which was still a little open, but very sore.

A thud at the door made me hurry up more. I dried and put my hood back over my head and knelt on the floor with hands behind my back.

I was dragged out of the room and put back in my cell. Once inside and with the door locked I took off my hood and discovered two things on my cot.

A huge butt plug with a note that said

“Up the hole it goes”

“Wear it until you are told not to”

I picked it up and then saw at the bottom of the sheet of paper was written:

“We are watching”

I placed the plug at my hole and pushed. It went in slowly and painfully. It took a few tried but I did get it to pop in. My pucker squeezed and twitched as it engulfed the widest part then narrowed.

The other thing waiting for me was a covered bowl. I took off the cover and found something that looked like oatmeal waiting for me.

I slowly ate the food and laid down to sleep.

[bjbottom]

Another great chapter!  Like Cody, my purpose is to be a vessel for men's seed.  I hope the oatmeal-like substance was thick chunky, clumpy POZ cum. 

[pozpopperpig]

Sounds like Cody is progressing well!

[Guest]

Fuck this has my cock leaking!

[pozpuppy]

The Poz Ranch

Chapter Seven

 

Thud! Thud! Thud! echoed in my cell.

I jumped up, put my hood on and dropped to my knees, hands clasped behind my back before the door clicked and opened.

“Look who’s submitting to us” someone said.

“He knows his place,” responded another man, “He will never submit to undesirables like us”

“We submit to him” asked the first man.

“Most likely you illiterate fuck”

I felt the two men grab my arms, one on each side, lifting me up and leading me out of the door. We walked down the hall. It was deathly silent. We turned and went down a set of stairs, going down another level underground.

We soon stopped at a door and someone knocked.

“Enter” said a voice from inside.

The door clicked and opened and we entered.

“Restrain him on X-Cross and leave my presence”

I was quickly restrained in a figure X on a wooden frame. My hood was still on. My wrists and ankles were in a cuff and locked tight.

Suddenly, a hand was on the plug deep in my hole. Without warning it was pulled from my hole, stretching it as it pulled out then my hole quickly closed. I let out a little scream.

“Pain is a form of pleasure” the man said.

I felt multiple straps slap my back, not hard but enough to know that I was hit. I wasn’t sure but I think it was a Cat o’ nine tails being used on me.

“What is pain?”

“Pleasure” I responded.

Another hit across my back, this time a little harder than the first.

“What is it you desire”

“Nothing” I replied.

Another hit of the Cat o’nine tails.

“What is it you give”

“Pleasure to men, a hole to fuck, a hole to deposit seed”

“Is that what you desire”

Two hits across the back, building in pain, building in heat of my red skin.

“I desire seed Sir”

“Seed?”
Two more hits on my back, the sting was growing in pain.

“Poz seed” I quickly replied.

Just one smack this time, but a bit harder.

I felt hands on my ankles, releasing me from the cuffs. Then my hands were dropped down, still cuffed on the X-Cross. I had to bend slightly pushing out my ass away from the cross.

Suddenly, my ass was slapped with the Cat o’ nine tails. Hard. I jumped and let out a little yelp. It was still and silent for just a moment, then two more slaps across my ass cheeks. This time I yelped, but didn’t jump.

“You have learned your place quickly”

“Yes Sir”

Three smacks on my ass cheeks. I could feel them heating up. The man changed his position and smacked my back three times. He then switched back and slapped my ass three times. I could hear the movement of the Cat o’ nine tails in the air.

He continued to use the Cat o’ nine tails on my back and ass cheeks. I felt them heating up more and more as the leather straps made contact with my skin. My eyes filled with tears, which slowly ran down my cheeks.

“Pain is pleasure” I said over and over, just enough for him to hear.

“Pain is pleasure” he repeated.

The hits of the Cat o’ nine tails came faster and harder. My back was burning more than my ass cheeks. I focused on turning this pain into pleasure. Over and over the air swished with the movement of the leather straps, I lost count of how many times it met my skin.

“Pain is pleasure” he said.

I felt him behind me, rubbing his cock on my red ass cheeks. I could feel the salty pre-fuck juice on my raw skin, causing it to sting more.

HIs cock head moved into my crack and without warning pushed against my hole. The head popped inside, causing me to lift up onto the tips of my toes. He used his hand, flat on my lower back to push me back down.

He pushed harder and slowly slid into my hole, inch by dry inch of his shaft. Pulling on my sore pucker as it resisted to his invading cock.

I moaned from the pain shooting from my hole and bit my lower lip.

He continued pushing into my hole, sliding deeper and deeper. My pucker was heating up with the each inch running against it.

He rammed the final couple of dry inches of his cock deep into my hole, pressing his body against mine. I breathed deeply, relaxing my hurting pucker.

He pulled out some then pushed back in. He did this over and over as I focused on relaxing my hole. Each time he pulled out a little more, then pushed in harder.

He did this until his cock head was pulling on my pucker from just inside. He drove his call balls deep in one thrust.

My hole was loosening with each thrust of his cock. The pain was soon becoming pleasure. I could feel his cock getting wetter while fucking me.

His balls swung as he trusted in and out.

I squeezed my hole around his cock, milking it with each thrust. I focused my mind on his pleasure not mine. My pleasure was not something I desired. I desired to please him, give him pleasure to I can receive his poz load.

I heard him grunt and moan as his hard thick cock slid in and out of my pucker. His balls were still swinging as his thrusted his hips. The more he grunted and moaned, the more I squeezed my pucker around his cock.

My cock was no longer hard, it hung soft between my legs, swinging with his thrusts. My hole was twitching and squeezing pleasuring his cock. I pushed back to meet his fucking thrusts as he pushed his cock into my hole.

He grabbed my hips, holding on tights as he pounded my hole. I grunted and groaned as his moans got louder and louder. He was thrusting in and out of my hole at a faster pace. His balls were drawling upwards, building his load deep inside.

His grunts became more of a scream, as he rammed in and out of my hole. Using me for his pleasure.

Suddenly, he rammed in deep, his cock head pushing at my inner pucker hole as his cum shot out of his flared piss slit. Rope after rope of thick cum pumped into my body.

“My toxic strain is deep in your hole” he said, “infecting your DNA”

I moaned my approval.

He pushed the butt plug back up my sore hole, quickly. It gave little resistance as it popped inside me.

He moved to the door and opened it.

“That was quick” a man said.

“No lip, complete your task or your punishment will be ordered”

“Yes Sir, sorry Sir” the man said.

The two men quickly came over to me, released my restraints on my wrists and led me away.

“His next appointment is with Master Jack” he said, “Don’t fuck up getting him there”

“We know the way”

“Get out of my sight, you presence sickens me”