Ever have those restless nights when you really don�t feel like doing anything, but your sexual urges get the better of you? Last night was one of those nights. I hit the Baths. Being a weeknight, there was little going on, and not much to choose from�till I found the dungeon.
In the dim light I could make out a couple fucking in the Sling with a small band gathered round. I edged through the crowd to feel the Bottom.
He was semi-hard and dripping. It was hard to see clearly in the dim red light, but he seemed to be in his 30's, chubby, with average build and Cock. The Top was black, about his age, and muscular.
I slithered down his stomach to feel his Shaft. He pulled way back to give me access. He was a real decent size, hard as steel, slimy with PreCum, and bare.
�You POZ?�
"Five years now.� And with that he resumed his Fucking.
The Bottom had his hands on the Top�s shoulders, and in the dim light you could see the glint of a wedding ring. Oh, Oh! A Married-Bi attempting to PLAY SAFE. This would be fun.
An Onlooker straddled the Bottom's face, dropped his balls into his mouth, and shot a healthy Wad across the Bi�s chest and stomach. I couldn't resist. I bent over to lap the Jism off the Bottom�s body parts. Like a Wet-Vac, I sucked up every drop.
The Married Guy pushed me off.
�That�s a very dangerous thing to do!�
Shit! Was this Kid for real?
"What the Fuck you doin� with that Cock up your Ass, Kid?"
"He's OK. He�s Clean. He told me. He's wearing a Condom, and he�s promised to pull out before he Cums."
�WRONG! WRONG! WRONG!� I wanted to correct him, but then again Faggot Education begins and ends with the School of Hard Knocks. So I just shut up.
The pace picked up. The Top was taking shorter strokes. THE CONVERSION HAD BEGUN!
The Bottom sensed the change of pace and patted the Top on the shoulder.
"OK. That's enough. Pull out and I'll finish you by hand."
THE REST WAS SLAUGHTER. The soft married Youth was no match for the Top, especially with legs locked in leather hoops. The Black laughed ominously, alerting all that something special was cummin� down.
Quiet urgings from the throng served to heighten the excitement. The mob shifted back to give the Top due room and steady the Sling against His Thrusts. Resistance by the Bottom was futile, the consensus of the congregation being the Kid deserved WHATEVER HIS CUMUPPANCE. THE STUPID DUDE WAS GETTING BRED BEFORE OUR EYES.
Bodies of all ages, shapes, and sizes surged forward. Hard Cocks slithered up the Ass Cracks of the Dudes ahead, who seemed enamored of the uninvited Penetration. A Final Thrust and Loud Bellow signaled Climax, as the black Cock twitched and spasmed, and sent coagulated ropes of Toxic Jism up the white Youth�s previously NEG Cunt. Some of the crowd joined in the Orgasm, spewing Cum all over the Bottom�s face and chest. He lay there quietly, defiled.
The Top pulled out, and immediately two from the pack quaffed a Heady Mix of Ass Juices and Spent Jizm. The violated Married-Bi, all illusions of safe or safer sex dispelled, offered no protest nor resistance when they rimmed him.
When the horde dispersed, I rammed my finger to the knuckle up his Pussy, and swiped my Venom coated digit across his quivering lips. Savoring the familiar taste of salty Cream and cognizant of its Origin, he heaved wretchedly.
A new guy sauntered in, erect Cock wagging salaciously, and inquired about �The Baby� in the Sling.
�A Married Guy who just got his first taste of POZ Cum and hasn�t cum to grips.�
"Well, he�s about to get his second," he confided, as he headed toward the Boy.
I have no idea if this Breeding took, but it was a damn hot scene. On the drive home I speculated on assuming a more POZITIVE roll in the future. With me on Meds and still a decent Viral Load, I have a potent drug-resistant Strain to offer NEGS. I�d love to see my Bottom�s face when he finds out his drugs don�t work. Remember, Show No Mercy.