A Few Doors Down

[Medwaym]

Another hot chapter, I think Danny is starting to get a positive mindset 😜

[Menbendovr]

I’m just loving this story.

[tinkerblizz]

Always ready for a new chapter.

[Cubbtm4poz]

Danny and Evan make a hot toxic couple......damn love to find toxic couple like that to convert me.

 

[chi4loads]

Part 12

Danny:  Evan and I continued fucking.  Some days I would do him, some days he would do me.  "You're gonna be topping next week.  I'm saving my loads for the guy who's paying me to knock his ass up" Evan said staring back at me with his cock still buried in my ass.

"Crap, I kinda like goin to sleep with your load in me" I replied, smiling back at him.

"Plenty of other poz guys around.  Not all are toxic, but they'd love that hot ass.  Hell, even neg loads will feel the same" Evan said.

The next day I spent some time creating a couple new profiles.   One gave all the info "Poz, unmedicated, versatile, bb only" and the other left my status at "ask" and only listed my preference as "versatile-top."  It was interesting to see the responses.   The poz profile got more interesting replies while the ask profile got five times the number, but most were just "fuck me" type messages.  I spotted fratboibtm's profile and remembered that told me at the football game that he wanted to hookup again.  It had never happened since I had deleted my old profile and he had no way to contact me.

He now listed himself as a poz bottom, taking all loads and bare only.  I sent him a message from my poz profile, told him what my old profile name was and that I'd freaked out and deleted the old one when I found out I was poz.  I wasn't sure he would contact me and maybe his comment at the football game was just him being polite.

"Hey, glad u found me.  Thx 4 gift.  Didn't expect it to happen that fast or from u" he sent back.  We chatted a bit and I realized he was serious about wanting the bug, but I still apologized.  "In frat house now.  old roomie was afraid i wud infect him, lol" he replied at one point.  I was trying to figure out when Tony would be out of the room and I could invite fratboibtm over when a new message from him popped up.  "U like audience?" he asked.

"U want to fuck in theater at dirty book store?" I replied.  It was the only place I knew of other than the cruisy park where others could watch people have sex and I was still skittish about having sex in public.

"Nah, at house.  Some of the bros want to jack off while they watch me get fucked" he said.

"str8 guys?" I asked and he sent back "They think so lol."

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Evan:  We kept swapping back and forth.  Some days I was on top and others he was.  Danny was the first guy that I wanted to fuck more than once.  Well fuck and get fucked by.  I was slowly becoming a 50/50 versatile guy.  I liked fucking him but I also liked breeding neg guys.  I warned him, though, that I was going to be spending all of my top energy on the generous chaser I had lined up.  That is, if he showed.  I was finding that chasers flaked even more than most guys.

Almost every day I would try and get Danny to put his profile back up.  It wasn't that I didn't want to fuck him anymore, I wanted him to fuck other guys too.  I didn't care if they were poz or neg, he needed to get back to fucking a few different guys per week.  I liked knowing my partner was as slutty as I was.  One day I finally spotted his new profile.  It was pretty minimal, but it said enough that I'm sure he got plenty of responses.   

One of the more interesting things I found was that a lot of the guys that were listed as poz on the various apps and sites were undetectable even though they didn't advertise it.   I'd been avoiding them in my quest to stay neg when they were much less risky than the one I thought was super safe, Danny.   A few turned out to be really great fucks too.  One bear really loved piss play and every time I left his place my ass was dripping cum and my stomach was full of his pee.  I loved the verbal ones the most, though.  My dick always got harder when they told me they were dumping their poz load in me, even when it was lacking any viral load.

The chaser was eager for the first meet and while he was pretty quiet when I fucked him, he did everything possible to get me to breed him.  He got two loads along with a torn up cunt and I got five hundred bucks.  The next day, he was sore but still willingly took my dick, two more loads and a promise to do it the next day.   Seven days in a row we met, but the last few I only gave him one load since my balls were running low.  We both needed a day break and I went back two days later giving him another rough, two load breeding.  The second week we just met three times but it was obvious that he was hurting each time and he never had enough time to heal.  

On Wednesday of the following week the chaser messaged me and said he wasn't feeling good.  It was sixteen days after our first fuck.  A week after that on Friday he told me to stop by and pick up my cash.   I was hoping to take his newly toxic cum, but he wasn't interested in topping.

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Danny:  I knocked on the front door to the frat house after my 2pm class a few days later, like we'd arranged.  The door opened and I said "Hi, I'm here to see Gary" to the dark blond guy standing there.  

"Oh cool.  We're waiting for you...  You don't look or sound like a fag.  We were worried some girly dude was going to show up and that would be a real boner killer.   Follow me" the guy said.   "Gay guys come in all sorts of types" I thought to my self as I followed him down a hall to a staircase and down into the basement.    Four guys were sitting on a pair of couches and Gary was pushing a table off to the side.  The guy that answered the door stood in front of a well worn leather chair but didn't sit down.  They were all dressed in loose shorts or sweats, two with no shirt, one wearing a tank and the other pair in sleeveless tees.  Gary wore a tank with three greek letters on the front and some nylon jogging shorts.

Gary had suggested a quick pump and dump, telling me that he wanted to meet another time for a longer fuck with just the two of us.  A short BJ followed by a quick fuck sounded good since I wasn't sure about fucking a guy in front of a bunch of straight guys I didn't know.   I set down my backpack and unzipped one pocket with some lube and poppers I'd brought.  Next, my shirt came off and I kicked off my shoes.  

"Let's do this.  Drop your shorts" I said and watched Gary take his off, revealing a yellow jockstrap.  One of the other guys pushed his shorts down to his ankles too and I laughed a bit, thinking "wonder what else he'd do if I told him to."  The room reeked of testosterone and cum.  I could envision a dozen guys in the room, sitting around watching straight porn and jacking off day after day.

Gary dropped to his knees and unbuttoned my cargo shorts, pulling them down along with my red trunks.  Seconds later, I felt his mouth around my partially hard cock.  It stiffened quickly which was a relief.   I had worried I wouldn't be able to get or stay hard in front of these other guys.   A couple had their cocks out and in their hands and the rest were just rubbing over their tented shorts or sweats.  I heard a few moans and some comments like "Damn" or "Fuck, yeah!"  It was good to see these "straight" guys not get freaked out while watching two guys start to fuck.   Gary seemed to be better at sucking than I remembered and when he buried his face into my pubic hair I heard a couple guys gasp.

"Wish my girlfriend sucked me like that" one guy said.  I smiled and after Gary went all the way down a few more times, I put my hand on the back of his head.  Slowly I face fucked him and got a few more gasps from the audience.  When I plowed harder, a few more guys were moaning.  Looking around, all but one guy had a bare cock in their hand, stroking.  It would have been nice to watch them stroke each other, but everyone was going solo.  I decided that Gary had sucked long enough and my dick was coated in spit.  I grabbed a fistful of hair and pulled Gary off, tilting his head back.   The smile on his face was big and I hoped it would get bigger in a few minutes.

"Turn around and get on all fours" I said firmly.

"Damn, he's really makin him his bitch" one guy muttered.  I knelt down behind him and slapped one butt cheek before spreading his ass apart.  I spit on the exposed hole a couple times and worked some of it in with my finger.  I spit again and leaned in, giving a couple laps with my tongue over his winking hole.   "Eeeeew, that's disgusting" a guy said.  I leaned back and saw everyone was still stroking.

"You eat your girlfriend's pussy?" I asked, not sure who had made the comment.  The guy that had met me at the door said "Yeah" and I knew it was the same voice.   "This is the same thing.  He knows to clean it before sex and it tastes a million times better than every girl's pussy I've eaten" I replied.   I spit a few more times on his hole, pushing it in with a pair of fingers.   I moved closer and rubbed the tip over Gary's hole.

The moment I started to push in another guy asked  "No condom?"

"He's not going to get pregnant, is he?" I asked, snickering while my cock drove in deeper.   Gary was moaning and working his ass muscles around my cock.  

"Yeah... but you can catch other shit" was the retort.

I didn't realize I was going to have to narrate the fuck for these guys and just wanted to start thrusting into his warm hole.  The only good part about the comments was that it meant they were actually watching us.  "I trust him.   He's not a slut at the book store taking everyone's dick.  Now let me do what I came here for" I replied.  It took a lot of restraint to not tell them that I'd already knocked him up, but I didn't know if Gary had told him of the bug lurking inside him.

The talking may have stopped, but not the sounds.  It wasn't just Gary moaning either.  Some of the guys were definitely enjoying the show while one guy kept closing his eyes only to open them up and watch me fuck a minute later.  I added some grunts as I built up my pace, drilling his ass with my bare cock.  A glance around found all of the guys with their cock's in their hands, stroking at various speeds and grips.  

My hands moved from Gary's waist to his shoulders, letting me begin to pound his ass.  The sound of my hips slapping into Gary's butt added to the chorus of sounds filling the room.  I began to grunt louder and every set of eyes were glued on us.   Gary started to shove back as I thrust in and he began to grip my cock tighter with his ass muscles.  My strokes got faster and I breathlessly told Gary "Gonna breed your ass."  

"Fuck!" got yelled out a couple seconds later and I caught one guy shoot his load all over his trimmed chest hair and stomach.  It was a nice cock that I'd like to feel thrusting into my own ass.  A few more thrusts and my cock started to pulse, pumping my viral seed into Gary's poz ass.  It was like dominoes, with the guys shooting their loads one after another.  I even felt Gary shoot his cum into his jock pouch.   When all the activity had died down, I asked "Anyone want to give it a try?  He's all lubed up."

There was a several second pause before a tall redhead stood up, looking a little nervous and stepping out of his shorts.  He walked over towards me and I slowly pulled out of Gary's slick hole.  The guy knelt down and I watched his hand shake as he guided his thin cock to Gary's dripping hole.  He slid in easily since I was much thicker than him.  After only five or six strokes he cried out and I watched his body quiver as he dumped his cum into Gary's ass.  

"Oh fuck!  I can't believe I did that" the guy said, pulling out, grabbing his shorts and scurrying up the stairs.   Gary and I were the only ones chuckling.   The other guys were looking at each other, unsure what to do next.  I did catch one other guy staring at my still hard cock.  I walked over to the guy that shot first, scooped up some of the cum off his chest with my finger and winked at him before licking my finger clean.

I got a message from Gary when I was back home.  "Thanks   a lot hotter than I thought it wud be  love how u took charge  lookin forward to next time."

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Evan:  Four chasers had consumed all of my free time and the only other sex was some quick hookups with Danny where he drilled me harder than normal before dumping a big load in my ass.  I'd encouraged him to be more aggressive when he fucked me, since that's what I prefer.   I had another guy that wanted to experience his first viral fuck but we could never set up a time.

Laying on my bed with Danny next to me and his cum safely sealed inside my ass I wanted to suggest that he stop shaving his chest.  I knew it could be a sensitive topic and many guys didn't take grooming suggestions well.  "How long have you been shaving your chest?" I asked.

"Since high school" he replied.

"Ya know, you might have more hair there than you know.  Your body changes.  It might be worth a try to let it grow a few weeks and see what happens" I told him.

He tried it and I got nothing but a stream of bitching from him as his chest itched more than it ever had.  I laughed but saw some fur coming out across his chest along with that infamous patch in the center between his nipples that he thought was "stupid."   By the second week it was looking better and the bitching slowed.

I brought up the tattoo again, having finally decided what I wanted and where.  Danny said that the guy that had pozzed him had given him a gift certificate for some mods and he had some money left on it.  We went to the shop to talk and see if I liked the tattoo artist.  Danny said the guy he had talked to before wasn't there, so we talked to this other artist once he finished his current client.

Simon was pretty cute.  He looked to be about thirty and was a weird mixture of punk, hipster and accountant. I got to see his work, though, both in live form via his other client and his portfolio book and it was impressive.  He could probably do what I wanted in his sleep.  When I showed the pics to him he got a big smile on his face, but wanted to know if I knew what it meant.  Once I told him I was a poz cub, he chuckled and revealed his own biohazard tattoo.

The thing that really surprised me was that Danny wanted to get a tattoo as well.  He showed Simon a pic on his phone and zoomed in on one of the guys that had a tribal scorpion tattoo exactly like he wanted.  I guessed that he was finally accepting his new life.   Simon had sketched out each of our tattoos and we set up a time the following week.  He said he would make up a couple versions of them and we could decide which we wanted when we came in for the appointment.

We got back to my room and both of us were horny.  We did something that we never had done before and flip fucked.  Both of us ended up with a load of cum in our guts and our balls were empty.  

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Danny:  I was laying there in Evan's room on my back.  I had just finished dumping another load into his ass and then pulled the plug from under his pillow and pushed it into him.  "Do you prefer knowing you're pozzing a guy up or was it hotter when you thought you were neg and not even thinking about it?" Evan asked.

"I don't like to think about it.  At least the two guys that I unintentionally infected and still talk to me are OK with it.  I don't hookup as much as I used to, though.  How about you?"  I asked.

Evan grinned and replied "I only top guys that are chasing or don't care.  The rest fuck me.   The guy that paid me gave me the rest of the money now that he converted.  I'm gonna use some of it to pay for the tattoo I wanted.  Now I need to find a shop to do it."

"I know a place.  The guy that pozzed me gave me a gift certificate for there.  There's still some money left on the certificate since all I got were my ears pierced.  They do both tattoos and piercing" I replied.

Evan chuckled.  "Cool. He gave you a couple gifts, then.   Want to go over there some time this week with me?" Evan asked.

We walked into the shop on Thursday afternoon.   The girl that had pierced me was at the counter and I explained that Evan wanted to talk to someone about a tattoo.  A guy was working on a customer's full back tattoo and told us to give him ten minutes and he'd talk to us.   We waited and after Simon, the tattoo guy, finished with the customer, he came over.  Simon looked a little nerdy above the neck with his glasses and spotty scruff, but his arms, hands and legs were covered in ink, at least everything I could see outside of his tee and baggy shorts.

"I got a couple pics of what I want" Evan said, pulling out his phone.  A smile came over Simon's face as he looked at the two pictures, flipping back and forth and sketching something out on a pad of paper.

"Do you know what the symbol means?" Simon asked Evan.

Evan nodded and said "Yeah. I'm a poz cub so I think it fits me pretty well."  

"Sweet.  Welcome to the club.  I had a chemistry major want one and then came back a few months later looking to get it covered up when guys kept hitting on him" Simon said, rolling his hand and revealing his own biohazard tat on his left wrist.   "Now, where do you want it and how big?" Simon asked, snickering.   It took a second before I grasped the double meaning of his question.   After a little discussion, Evan had his shirt off and they spent some time playing around with where on Evan's pectoral to put it.  Simon pulled out his schedule book and they set up a time.

"While we're here... I have some money left over on a gift certificate and I'd like to get a scorpion done too.  And yeah, I know what it means" I said with a laugh.  I showed him a pic on my phone that I had from Stu's football weekend and zoomed in to Tomas' scorpion tattoo.  "Just like this, except I want it on my hip, below my waist, so it's normally covered by jeans or shorts" I told Simon.  He looked the pic over and muttered "Stung you good, huh?" before grabbing a screen shot and forwarding it to himself.

"A friend of his did, but yeah" I replied quietly.

A week and a half later, Evan and I were inked.  He even paid for the difference between what was left on my gift certificate and the cost of the tattoo, plus a nice tip for Simon.  My dick immediately got hard the moment I saw my tattoo, which was a lot the next two weeks as I followed Simon's care instructions religiously.  I liked his last, hand written, instruction the best and was eagerly waiting for two weeks to lapse so we could "Recharge your tattoo artist."  

My pubic hair slowly grew back after being shaved for the tattoo.  Evan had convinced me to stop shaving my chest and I was amazed that I had a decent covering over my chest now.  It wasn't as thick as Evan's or Ben's, but looked a lot better than I thought it would.  I would probably be buying fewer shavers and cream too.

[Medwaym]

Love it, have been waiting for the tattoo!! Hoping for a certain piercing next 😜

[viking8x6]

Ferocious applause - the latest is the best part yet! So much hotness! I especially loved the frat house scene - exhib is one of my hot buttons.

[tinkerblizz]

Hope there are other frat house members that want to be part of the poz family 😜😛😈😈

[toolman1966]

Another Hot chapter! Danny has come a long ways in a short period from his conservative background... his mother would be so proud!

[negchaserlooking]

Soooo fucking good

[negchaserlooking]

37 minutes ago, negchaserlooking said:

Soooo fucking good

I wonder how many of those other "str8" boy spectators may be tempted to go further LOL should you go off on that tangent @chi4loads

[chi4loads]

Part 13

Evan:  My chest itched as the hair grew back around my new tattoo.  I loved to look at it and I was going shirtless a lot more just to show it off.  Most of the guys in the dorm made comments about the shaved fur on only one side looking silly.  I trimmed the right side of my chest so it was less obvious, but prayed that it all grew back quick.  

It was more interesting to see which guys made a comment about the tattoo.  Some were silent and just looked shocked or smiled and the ones that said something varied between "That tat is so sick" to "Oh fuck.  Sorry, dude."  I figured the guys that knew what it meant were queer and I made a mental note to remember which guys liked it.

I was down at the campus gym finishing a workout when I realized a few guys were checking me out.   One was a tall, skinny guy that looked like a basketball player.  Two were bodybuilders and they kept talking between themselves when they weren't looking my way.  Last was an older bear that I knew taught over in the Biology department.  He was my instructor freshman year.

When I finished the last set of reps, I got up and headed to the locker room.   Once I was stripped down, I grabbed my towel.  Just before I stood up I heard "The ink looks fresh.  You still viral or are you back to shooting blanks?" the bear asked quietly.

Turning my head back to him I asked "Not doing meds until next year, why?"

"You busy Saturday afternoon?  I'd like to take a load or two and see what happens" he said, a wicked grin plastered on his face.

"I might be able to squeeze you in... how's three sound?" I asked.  I didn't have any other plans but I thought it sounded good.

The bear chuckled and replied "Yeah, I bet there's lots of guys looking to get charged up by a hot cub like you.  417 Hickory Drive.  See you then."  

I headed off to the shower with my towel.   I walked through the large open shower area to a room that had dividers between the shower stalls.  Oddly, there were no shower curtains so if you stood in the middle of the room you could watch guys shower just like the other shower area.  I heard they took them down since too many guys were fucking behind the curtains.

After adjusting the water temperature, I started to wash up.  I opened my eyes to see the bodybuilders staring back at me, one on each side.   Both were naked and while their muscles might have been big, their dicks weren't.  I'd heard that steroids could lead to shrinkage, but damn.  Or maybe that's all they were endowed with and used their muscles to compensate.  "New ink, huh?" the one with a shaved head asked.

"Yeah, you like it?" I asked.

"Kinda hard to see with all that damn fur" he replied.

I laughed.  "Real men have body hair" I said.  "And bigger dicks" I thought, but didn't say that out loud.

Both guys grunted.  "That tat mean you're shootin something dirty?" the shaved headed guy asked.

"Dirty?  Nah.  Viral, yeah" I replied.

I watched both roll their eyes and the bald guy said "Whatever.  Bet ya can't give it to Dirk, here.  Our bodies are a lot stronger than guys like you."

"If you want to give it a try, I'd be more than happy to dump a load in that ass and see what happens" I said, remembering the bear's comment earlier.  I wondered if their immune systems were pumping as much iron as their muscles were.

They both laughed. "Bet you'd like that.  Be the best ass you fucked in your lame ass life" the bald guy said.  I found it funny that he was doing all the talking and yet was offering up his buddy's ass.  I guessed that the bald guy was the Dom.

"Maybe.  Only one way to find out" I said.  Moments later, Dirk was braced against the wall with just a little soapy water helping my cock rip into his hole.   My hand was over his mouth and he was screaming with each thrust.   It took a few tries before my cock was fully planted into his hole.  He wasn't putting up a fight other than yelling out and I wondered whether he was trying to impress his buddy or whether he got fucked a lot, just by some smaller cocks like his buddy's.  His butt was really firm and once I got a good pace going, I was bouncing off it.  I only lasted ten minutes before I was flooding his wrecked ass with my toxic seed.  

My cock slipped out of the tight chute, followed by some pink cum.  "I've had better.  He's tight and doesn't know how to work his ass while he gets fucked.  Actually, the virgin I had last Spring was better.  Anyway, let me know if one load tagged his ass or if he needs more.  It took over a dozen to get me" I said.  I knew Danny did it with less, but I wanted to put a good dent in their cocky attitude.  They probably didn't even understand that it would take a couple weeks before the virus would show any symptoms.  I sure didn't want to fuck his "lame ass" more than a few times.   They left and I rinsed off before heading back to my room.
 

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Danny:  I started hooking up more and Evan was right about the number of guys that looked for poz tops to fuck them.   I got a few phone calls from the clinic reminding me to come back in for a checkup.  That would be something to do after the new year.

My poz profile was getting more hits and I was getting more comfortable shooting my viral cum into willing bottoms.  A grad student I had been breeding had just come down with the telltale symptoms as the virus took over his body.  He wanted one last fuck and I was happy to oblige.  His body might have been fevered and sore, but the smile that he had on all of our previous meetings was still there.  We always fucked missionary and he always stared at me, begging for me to set him free.  I wasn't sure what I was going to free him of, but he was sexy and a very good bottom.  I was going to miss fucking his tight, hairy, middle eastern ass.

Gary, didn't seem to want to stop.  We didn't do it in front of his frat bro's again, but he found he had a lot of easy dick to suck after our show.  And at least one red head that found Gary's ass a good substitute when his girlfriend wouldn't put out.  I liked fucking Gary's cum filled ass too.   He even convinced one guy to join us for a spit roast.  Too bad the guy bolted as soon as he shot his load down Gary's throat less than five minutes in.  

I learned that neg guys that wanted to hookup from my poz profile would only be interested until they got what they wanted and then I'd never hear from them again.  One guy had sent me several messages, wanting to meet up but his profile said he was a top and wanted negative partners.  While I liked the top part, the neg part ruled me out.  Finally, instead of ignoring his message again, I pointed it out.
 
"The neg 4 neg part is for my bf in case he sees my profile.  I want to bottom for your poz dick and get knocked up" 7thknhrd replied.

"Don't mind giving u bug, but don't want to be responsible 4 u giving it to ur unsuspecting bf" I sent back.

"NP, going to use it as excuse to dump him.  He's too boring & clingy" was his response almost immediately.

We met up at his apartment the next day and he looked a lot better than the small, grainy pictures in his profile.  He was tall, slender and smooth.  His dark blond hair was cut short and his pubic hair was trimmed which made his average cock look longer.  I wasn't sure it was seven inches like he claimed, but it didn't matter since I would be doing the fucking.  I could tell that he was a runner from his legs and ass.  He looked a little familiar, but I couldn't figure out why.  I'd met a lot of guys this semester and without any tattoos, piercings or facial hair, his plain average body wasn't especially memorable.

Once I knew he understood the consequences I had him naked on his knees bent over the couch in his living room.  Two spits and a shove made him scream and got half of my cock into him.  I pulled out, pushed his face into the cushions and shoved back in.  He squirmed around, but I had him trapped.   This was a move I learned from the first guy I knocked up by myself after Evan.  The bottom's friend gave me lots of ideas on how to get my virus into the bottom's bloodstream while he watched.  I could tell that the guy my dick was in wasn't a total top, but it had been a while since he'd bottomed since he was pretty tight and didn't loosen up very quick.

Fifteen minutes of drilling his tight ass had gotten me close.  The last minute was spent pulling out and ramming back in until I planted my cock in deep and fired several volleys of cum into his battered hole.   My cock stayed in his hole until it softened.

"Give me a few minutes and I'll give you a second load" I told him.  

He was laying there, groaning and whimpering.  "Oh fuck... I dunno... my ass is on fire" he whined.

"You wanted to get knocked up.  If you can't take another one, I'm not going to bother fucking you again" I told him.  I wondered when I had become this sadistic jerk that got turned on by giving someone an incurable disease.  But many guys wanted what I had and I loved pumping my cock and cum into those willing asses.  I didn't need to waste my time with guys that couldn't take a decent fucking.

"Oh god... please...  fuck me... just not as hard" he begged.   There was something about hearing a guy beg to get fucked that made my cock hard as a rock.

The next fuck was shorter and not as rough.  He still got a nice load soaking into his gut and my balls were now empty.  "Plug that hole up. You don't want to lose any of that seed" I told him as I pulled my cock out and wiped it on his ass cheek.  He handed me a plug from table and I laughed to myself as I pushed it in.  It looked like the one Tony had gotten a week after I had shown him Stu's plug in my ass.  It reminded me to ask Tony where the sex toy store was nearby.  They must have had a sale on this model.  I stood up and stuffed my dick back into the jockstrap and pulled up my sweats.  "Same time Wednesday?" I asked.

We met six, maybe seven, times over the next two weeks.  It was always doggy style like a lot of guys wanted, but he tried harder than most not to look at me.  Most of the time the door was cracked open and he was in position bent over the front of the couch, just waiting to get fucked.  We stopped meeting when he told me that classes were getting busy and he figured I had already charged him up.  I was hoping to hear if I had been successful, but never heard from him again.   

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Evan: The guy that answered the door looked about my age.  His beard was a lot longer and shaggier than mine, obscuring my view of the thick leather collar locked around his neck.  He was a few inches taller than me and a good fifty pounds heavier.  A black jockstrap covered his cock and a pair of leather boots covered his feet and went half way up his calf.  He looked me over and I did the same to him.  A smile showed behind the facial hair and that's when I noticed the thick septum ring.

"Come on in.  Daddy is waiting for you" he said in a deep, sexy voice.  I stepped in and as soon as the door shut he said "Please undress here.  Naked or gear is all that is allowed inside."  I took my clothes off, folding them neatly and setting them on a stool.  I put my boots back on and then dug into my backpack for the leather gear I brought.  Once the wrist bands and harness were on I stood up and looked back at him.  He was staring at me, licking his lips and I was sure that the bulge in the jock was much larger.   

As he turned to lead me in to wherever the bear was waiting, I noticed that the thick covering of fur on his body also covered his back.   He was hairier than I was and it really turned me on.  My cock twitched a few times and I wanted to spend a few hours with my paws, tongue and dick ravaging him.  We went down a hallway and he turned into a room.  It once was a bedroom and was now a playroom with soundproof padding on the walls and a sling hanging from the ceiling.  That's where I found the bear.  His feet were in the stirrups and his hands cuffed and locked to the chains by his head.  Each nipple was clamped and a rag was stuffed in his mouth.   The smell of poppers hung in the air.

"Daddy wanted to be ready for you, so you could spend all of your time sharing your gift with him" the younger guy said.

I smiled, looking over my prey.  His eyes were glued on me but showed no fear of what was about to happen.  I wondered how his boy would take me using his daddy.   I had seen a few of these types of relationships and some times the sub would freak out when his Dom got fucked.  Since I didn't know any details of their relationship, I didn't even know if the younger guy was a sub.  "Hopefully, he will share it with you once he converts" I told him.  His eyes lit up, his face beamed and he nodded vigorously.   "Since his mouth is full, come here and suck me fully hard" I said to the cub.

He whimpered a little and I think it was from excitement.   He said "Yes, Sir" and scurried over in front of me and knelt down.  His mouth swallowed my cock and began to suck.  He was good and if this were a normal meeting, I would have let him go for a while.  Instead, a few minutes later I grabbed a fistful of hair and pulled the cub's head off my cock.

"That's all for now.  You can stay there if you want to watch your daddy get bred" I said before letting go of his hair and moving between the bear's legs.  I looked him over and saw his eyes still locked on to me.  His balls had a leather stretcher tightly gripping the sac and a nice 0 gauge PA on the end of his hard cut cock.  As I looked back at him, my hands started to rub over his ass and that's when I found a toothbrush sticking out of his hole.  I'd read stories about them and even found a video where a guy brushed his bottom's hole to make sure the bug had an easier way to attack.

I heard a brief chuckle from the cub.  I pulled the brush out and saw the red bristles.  I pushed the brush handle through a link on the chains near the bear's foot strap so that it would be handy later.   My cock was still hard as steel and I pressed the head to the tortured hole.  My hands gripped the bear's legs and I smiled back at him before tugging on his legs and impaling my cock into his hole.   The bear screamed out and the cub gasped.  The spit from the short blowjob appears to have been the only lube the bear had.  I'd never fucked a guy dry before, except for the very first time I topped when I had no idea what I was doing.

Unlike that first time, I didn't pull out and add spit or lube.  The quivering hole felt good around my shaft.  I pulled back and thrust back in.  After a few more slams into the torn up chute, I got the bear swinging back and forth, plowing my cock into him.   I had forgotten how easy it was to fuck a guy in a sling.  I was usually the one laying on the leather or canvas seat taking bare cocks.  After a short time of letting him fuck on to my cock, I started to thrust in.  The pace picked up and then slowed down.  The bear's gaze only occasionally looked away from me and that was to see his cub.

As much as I liked feeling the bear's pussy on my dick, I needed to unload the first dose of cum.  I slowed the pace down until I gave a firm thrust while yanking the bear to me.  My cock was buried as deep as it would go and my balls knew what to do.  Spurts of cum pumped deep inside the bear.   He groaned around the rag while my cock pulsed.  I left my cock inside after the last shot, expecting it to soften like it usually did.  A few minutes later I pulled out and the shaft was still hard.  I motioned for the cub to come closer and told him quietly "One lick on his pussy and one lick on my dick."

A loud whimper followed each lap of his tongue and he moved back to his spot.   The second fuck was shorter and with a load of cum inside, a lot easier.  I was surprised at how quickly my balls had recovered and gave an unhealthy six or seven volleys of cum into the battered hole.   I backed away and grabbed the toothbrush from the chain, pushing it back into the gaping hole.  Ten twisting strokes covered the bristles with a dark pink ooze before I pushed it back in like I found it earlier.

The cub lapped at my softening cock, replacing the cum mixture with spit.  Once I was satisfied, I pushed him back and moved to the other end of the sling, pulling the rag from the bear's mouth.  "I hope that does the trick.  Let me know if you need a repeat, but just remember that it will cost you your cub's ass" I told him.  

A wicked grin filled the bear's face before he said "Thanks.  I'll let you know."

[Guest]

So hot! Keep it cumming!  Thank you! 😈

[Medwaym]

Hot, as always. Thank you!

[bradhall]

Definitely hot keep it going man. I can't wait for the next chapter!!!