Sorry guys about giving the false impression that if a person is tested and found to be HIV negative after practicing unsafe sex that they are clean. That is not how it works! The virus sometimes take weeks or months to show up during testing as HIV positive. Please forgive me! Always practice safe sex, your life depends on it! email: bertcarley@goldrush.com
Cub Boy Training #8: What have I done to myself? Have I been crazy not practicing safe sex all this time!
Here it was only 3:00pm Tuesday afternoon. I had already been to the Health Clinic, gotten the written results for Trooper Jerry Gallagher, received a buzz haircut, and had wild sex with Blake in the back of his van. To top it off, he had handed me half the profit from the sale of my ponytail, 150 dollars. I kept pulling up my sweatshirt and putting it to my nose. It had the wonderful smell of Blake all over it, as did I. Damn he smelled good! I hated to take a bath. However, I knew I best or later today Trooper Jerry would really put the belt to me more harshly than he did last night if I had another man's scent on me. I used 'Big Orange' to clean my shit chute, then jumped into a hot bath. I must have soaked in the tube for an hour. As I dried, I looked in the mirror wondering how I was going to camouflage all the new hickeys and marks down my front side that Blake had added to me earlier today. I rummaged through the drawers and dressers of the spare bedroom and bathroom hoping to come up with some of mom's makeup somewhere. Her skin tone was about the same shade as mine. I lucked out - found a bottle of liquid makeup base and a bottle of light blush. Mixing a bit of each bottle, I was able to make a blend that was perfect to do the job. I only covered the skin damaged by Blake's lips, teeth and strap down my front side. The others I left alone.
After a short nap, then dinner, I watched TV with grandma for awhile, then went up to my bedroom and checked for any emails, read a couple of stories I had been following on Nifty. I kept checking to see if the lights were on yet in Trooper's windows yet. At 10:30pm the lights were on and his belt was hanging in the window. That gave me an idea of what to expect from him tonight! I greased up my bottom well and inserted the butt plug, dressed in boxers, a very large pair of baggie pants, a XL Lakers' Jersey, a pair of long sweat socks, and my runners. I checked on sleeping grandma, grabbed my cap and coat and headed out. I was very careful to look both ways in the fog before I crossed the street. Trooper Jerry buzzed me in and as I entered the apartment I found him still dressed in his full uniform. He looked mouth watering. He put his hand out, "You bring that report Joey?" I answered, "Yes Sir!" He took the report from me, read it through, then handed it back.
"Joey I figured the report would show you HIV negative today, but AIDS doesn't work that way baby! The antibodies can take weeks, even months to show up in your body, and that is what the HIV testing is all about. Just because you tested negative today does not mean you are not infected. Tomorrow, a week, or four months from now testing could prove you HIV positive. All this damn report does is give you a false sense of hope that you are not infected. I am surprised you and countless other teens do not know more about the AIDS virus today and are not always practicing safe sex. Too many people are still getting sick and dying, simply because they did not know better! Now that I have explained this to you Joey, you know, and I do not want you ever again to have sex without protection. That is an order boy!"
"Now, hang your coat and cap up in the closet and get over here and let me get a good look at you in that Lakers' Jersey and baggy pants. You are one living doll Joey - young and beautiful - way too beautiful to die so very young like countless others like you have these past years! In fact, my next day off I am taking you to a hospital ward at UC Hospital so you can get a first hand view of boys your age now with full blown AIDS. That should cool your whoring around boy!" I took the coat off first and hung it on a hanger in the closet, watching him watch me. I turned and faced him and slowly removed the cap to see the expression on his face when he got a look at my haircut. His eyes lit up into a big smile as he took two giant steps in his big black boots to me. He threw one arm around my neck in a headlock and gave me a Burnie-Burnie with his knuckles on the top of my head. He then turned me around and around a couple of times looking at the designs cut into the buzz cut. All he said was, "FANTASTIC!" He did something that surprised me. He laid me out flat on my back on the carpet, lay flat over me and rutted me until his dick was hard, bulging against me. We were both fully clothed. He began to lick and slurp all over my face, my neck and nibble on my ear. Eventually he rose straddle me on his knees and removed my Lakers' Jersey, leaned back and pulled off both my runners and socks. He loomed over me, fully clothed in his trooper uniform yet, pulled his belt off and rubbed it back and forth across my lips for a moment before setting it off to the side.
He opened his britches, scooped Chubby and danglers out, rubbed them over my chin, lips and face. He used his fingers to open and explore my mouth, holding it open as he worked the belt behind my head. He grabbed the belt by each end and lifted supporting my head. He pumped my head up and down with that belt, working my mouth over his manhood. My head was in the leather sling, both his hands clasp on the belt pulling my face into his groin. He mixed that action with thrusts from his crotch. Chubby was trying to enter my throat, but too large to enter. He finally lifted my head with such a force that Chubby opened up the passageway and slid down my throat, causing me to convulse and gag. He held me as I pounded on his thighs for release. A few more trips down the hatch, he stiffened and shot his load, barely giving me a taste as he let me come back up for air. Only a few dribbles remained to give me a taste over my tongue. My head dropped to the carpet. He rose to his feet and stared down at me and said, "We got Chubby down the hatch boy, now we know he fits perfectly! Be easier next time now that we opened you up a bit. On your feet boy!" My throat was sore, raw and I was pissed big time! My throat was on fire, throbbing actually.
I tried to shout at him, but my voice box seemed paralyzed. Nothing came out! This further irritated me, so I kicked out at him with my bare foot, aiming for his groin. He saw it coming, grabbed my bare foot and I went in the air, then to my back against the carpet. Laughing, he stepped forward, put his boot on my bare chest and said, "Get use to it Joey, Chubby liked your tight throat and will be in there a lot in the future baby! Might even lower your voice an octave - from a tenor to a baritone!" I lashed out at him again with my fists, pounding on his leg. "Oh good, Joey's all fired up and full of spunk tonight. This is my lucky night alright!" He took the loose belt in his hand, wrapped it around my neck making a collar and leash. He removed his boot from my chest and lifted me up into the seated position. "Over on all fours!" The minute I was on all fours, he snapped on the leash and said. "Heel bitch," tugged on the leash, forced me to keep up with him as he pranced around the room, his cock and balls bouncing from his open trousers. Good thing I still had on my Baggies or I would have had knee burns when he finally came to a stop on the tiled floor of the bathroom. I was out of breath, heart pounding, and sweating profusely by now.
"By the looks of you bitch, we better get some liquid into you so you don't get all dehydrated. Sit girl, sit up and open wide!" He fed Chubby into my mouth! Soon I felt the flow going over my tongue and down as I gobbled and swallowed his warm liquid. "Now suck the skin nice and dry! That's a good girl!" He patted my on the head, and said, "On your feet now Joey," leaving the collar and leash dangling from my neck. With some effort, I was able to get to my feet and stand before him. He leaned forward, licked some sweat from my nipple and smiled. "My little Joey even tastes good tonight! Turn around and let me take a good look at your backside and those welts I put on you last night." He ran his hands over my back. "Lower the pants now girl." He continued, running his hands over my ass, down the back of my thighs, calves and again to my ass. He gave them another couple of squeezes. "You are OK, looking fine girl! Pull up your boxers and britches now Joey and follow me. I have something to show you babe!"
When he stopped in the bedroom, he pointed to the wall. He had framed the pictures he took of me in just my boxers and baggie pants, and the two shots of just my face, hair and shoulders. He had them hanging on the wall next to a couple of him with his shirt off in his uniform pants and boots, all in matching black frames. "My little bitch and her big daddy - you like?" I was impressed, he had them matted and they looked great, in living color. I answered, "Beautiful job Sir, you are one hot dude in or out of uniform."
"Well Joey, looks like Chubby is a stirring again! Drop those britches boy! You are going on the peg again son, just like last night. I'm going to pound that sweet ass of yours' again boy, until you put another load of cum down the closet door to match the one dried there already." He cuffed me and hung me, put his arms around me and removed the plastic tie holding my pants up and yanked my Baggies and boxers down. He kicked them to the side and fondled me top to bottom, eventually pulling the butt plug and rubbing Chubby up and down in the crack of my ass. One lunge and he buried in me and the door banged against the wall with a thud. He must have liked that pounding sound, as he pounded out a base drum solo with his continued thrusts, all in rhythm. He slowed enough to remove some of his gear and open his shirt so his bare chest rubbed against my back. He then started to pound out a beat that slowly increased until it was a fast rap beat accompanying his lustful moans and masculine rutting sounds. When I started to cream the door, it took him over the edge and he stiffened and enjoyed my special muscle contractions on Chubby, shooting spasm after spasm of skeet into me.
He pulled from me, leaving me hang there and left the room for awhile. His skeet was running down my inner thighs and legs when he returned. He noticed and smacked me on the ass a couple of times and said, "Tighten up your ass girl, you are dripping on the carpet." He grabbed the belt again and started on me - just the ass cheeks this time. He left the room again and returned with a towel. He wiped up the mess on the carpet, leaving the towel in place to catch any additional dripping. "Let it drip now girl! You will just hang there to drip and dry for awhile, wear it tonight for dripping on my carpet. Your ass sure is pretty all pink like that baby!" He put his hand on my buns. "Nice and warm too Joey Baby, making Chubby stir a bit! Look around here son, what that warm pink ass of yours' is doing to old Chubby!" I turned my head to the side and Chubby was dancing up and down with delight. "Looks like play time again Joey! Get back to you in a minute girl." He went about getting nude, hung his clothing, soon back at my bottom, rubbing Chubby up and down between my buns in the warm drippy clef. "Ready or not baby, daddy's back to make another baby for you!" The drum pounded in my ears, taking a very long time to bring us to the climatic ending drum roll. I loved it, tossing my head from side to side as I pounded against the door with his every thrust, leaving another slick down the door to dry. "I'd have you clean this door with your tongue girl if I didn't think it could be loaded with paint lead in this old apartment building. I would not want my baby to get led poisoning." He turned me facing out on the peg. He switched on the TV and crawled on the bed watching, every once in awhile looking over to me and smiling.
Before too long he turned off the TV, lifted me off the peg down firmly on to my feet, wiped my ass well with the towel and ushered me into the bathroom. He told me to clean up well, shower and come back to bed for the night. He handed me a bottle of Fleet Enema and left. During the night, he was all over me, rubbing, sucking and taking his pleasures. He had not showered, so I had his scent all over me when the alarm went off at 5am. Before I left, he handed me a bag full of prophylactics in assorted sizes and reminded me to always use them since I had become so sexually active these last few weeks. He gave me another lecture on the importance of practicing safe sex with all my sex partners and sent me home before grandma awoke.
At 10:30am I was standing out on the sidewalk when Blake pulled up and motioned me into the van. Handsome as ever, dressed in his Storm Trooper Uniform, I bounced into the passenger seat, gave him a, "Good Morning Blake!" He took my hand, put it on his crotch, held it there and said, "Ready for some more of this baby?" I squeezed him and answered, "With this little softie?" He responded, "Oh, she has a smart mouth this morning," as he headed the van down the street. I asked, "Where does someone like you live Blake?" He answered, "You're about to find out today Joey. Buckle up baby!" It was not too long and Blake was driving South San Francisco and into a section of Daily City where I had never been. He pulled up in front of a beautiful old Victorian property, freshly painted, looking grand. When he ushered me into the house, I couldn't believe how beautiful the place looked with all the stained glass windows and ornate moldings and woodwork. A big swastika was hanging on the wall along with pictures of Hitler, Mussolini, and even Castro. There were benches set up, indicating this was a meeting place for the Arian Brotherhood Organization - Flags, literature on a table, the works. He led me through that room toward the back and up a flight of stairs leading down a hallway. Doors were open along the route giving me a glimpse of a large dormitory with cots lined up for sleeping and a couple of bathrooms. He led me to a closed door at the end of the hallway. The minute I stepped through that door I realized I was in for another gang-bang session. About 12 Arian Brothers were standing there completely nude at parade rest. They automatically went to attention as Blake and I entered and gave the Nazi salute, even clicking heals together. What a surprise!
I realized Blake had obviously planned this get together. He was definitely their leader, as he shouted something in German and they all went to parade rest again. He continued in English giving orders to the troops. I noticed that all of the guys had a swastika tattooed on their left arm just like Blake. Some had other similar tattoos all over their arms and torsos. Most of the guys were average endowed, a few like Blake, well above average. There were two that looked to be monsters, one a skinny guy with a groin full of bright red hair, the other guy looked to be a blond Swede or Norwegian. The blond guy reminded me of a horse with a long foreskin hanging down inches off the huge head. I just stared at his dick and he noticed my eyes checking him out, smiling and licking his lips to me as our eyes met. What really caught my attention were the four beautiful young men about my age, tied, gagged and suspended from the ceiling in leather harnesses. They each shaved of all body hair and had buzz cuts similar to mine. Butch and another stepped forward and undressed me as Blake announced, "This is Joey, our new bitch boys, a real hot number, likes blind meat, and rough anal sex among other things you will have to find out for yourselves. Hang her up with Jamie, Lenny, Jackie and Teddy. Remember troopers, "Safe Sex!" I was glad to hear those two words after what Trooper Jerry Gallagher had told me about the HIV AIDS virus last night. Blake spoke in German again giving his flock additional orders and I was led to the other four, tied, gagged, put in a harness and hoisted up with another block and tackle.
Blake shouted, "Dismissed," and the troopers headed for us. Hands were all over me feeling, rubbing, poking and tickling me. One guy lifted my legs up and hooked them into Velcro ties attached to the harness, leaving me in a precarious position with my bottom side ready for action. He fondled my ass, ran his hands up between my buns. When he realized I was wearing a butt plug, he poked it repeatedly until I was hard, excited and oozing pre-cum. He removed the plug and dropped it to the floor and his fingers went to work on me. His dick was hard, standing up almost touching his stomach as he loosened the knotted rope of the block and tackle and lowered me right over the lubricated prophylactic covering his manhood. Thank goodness I had lubed up well that morning and the guy was of average size or my ass would have been on fire. The guy started out slow, but before long, he was merciless with his thrusts once he found where my hot zone lay. He had me drooling with ecstasy when he shot his load. Another guy mounted me and continued the assault, as two other guys pinched my nipples and nibbled on me waiting their turn at my love canal. This guy was especially long, but relatively thin and plowed new territory without a problem. As I looked to my right, Jamie, Lenny, Jackie and Teddy were receiving about the same treatment as me. A few minutes later, I noticed that they had flipped the harness on both Lenny and Jamie so both their ass and face were accessible and being filled with man meat. Sure enough, another adjustment made. They flipped me too and came at me from both ends. Butch took my face in his hands and held the bottle of Amyl Nitrate to my nose! He quickly spread my lips open with his thumbs and in he went, balls slapping against my chin. He seemed large, quite large. After taking Trooper Gallagher last night as I did, I was able to swallow his appendage as he worked it in and out over my throat muscles. I was slurping him down with each stroke as my ass pulsated for the guy in the rear. That guy up my behind was chewing and biting on the back of my legs and what he could reach of my thighs as he pounded his meat to me.
I fell into total submission as more amyl put to my nose. This was really getting good as I felt the need to explode with all this stimulation from both ends building within. Another guy stepped up and started to nibble and bite on my inner thighs. That did it for me! I squirmed, I shuttered, and I squirted all over the floor. He grabbed under me and pinched my nipples repeatedly. This was wonderful, gloriously stimulating as the amyl kept me undulating over the thruster in my rear and Blake playing my pipes. I went out for a spell.
When I awoke to reality, the Big Swede lined up at my bottom eating my pussy and sucking as if he had a mouth full of candy before him. He kept running his rough tongue up and down between my pinkie and my nuts, chewing on them, coming back down to push his tongue inside again. He took that little head-trip three times before he stepped up to me and started to push his monster into me. Blake gave me a big hit on the bottle and said, "That should do it for her Ludwig!" Well Ludwig pushed the head in and my insides convulsed from the amyl and sucked him right in until his balls were spread over my butt cheeks. I damn near shot my wad from that one deep plunge. He began, slowly at first, sliding in and out of me, raking the massive head over my little walnut, as Blake kept putting the bottle to my nose. I was so turned on I just jumped, wiggled and squeezed on his meat with my muscles. I was in whore heaven enjoying the fruits of my current profession. I found myself begging, "Harder Ludwig! Please fuck me harder Ludwig! Oh YES! YES! YES! THAT'S THE WAY I LIKE IT! OH YEEEEAAAA!" My balls pulled up and delivered another huge fountain of spunk all over the floor. He just kept pumping as he leaned over and slurped, nibbled and sucked on my back between plunges. I knew it would not be long and he would be reaching his climax. Sure enough, my pulsating muscles took him right up to the top in two more thrusts. As he shot his load he shouted, "HOT FUCKING CUNT GIRL - WHEEEEE!" He lay over me exhausted, dripping his scent all over me. After all this activity with sweating men, I smell like a happy whore. I loved it, inhaled the wonderful scent of spent men all over me.
Blake shouted, "Shower, clean up and dress guys, the girls are going to spend some special time now with their Owner Masters, the guy that brought them to share with you! Now, do you each see the benefits associated with bringing more young sweet lambs into our flock for pleasure men?" At that, he had us five lowered and masters stepped forward, lifted the other four into their arms and carried off to separate what I assumed would be separate semi-private cubicles somewhere in this huge old house. I had noticed that Blake did not partake in the gang-bang, just walked around checking that everyone was meeting his needs. Now that portion of the festivities were ended, Blake walked over to Ludwig said something to him. Ludwig came to me, lifted me into his arms and followed Blake down the hallway, down the stairs to the first floor. Blake held the door open to a large bedroom on the back corner of the building, as Ludwig entered and placed me in the center of a large king size bed covered with a clean sheet. He stood at the side of the bed and awaited instructions from Blake, as Blake took off his storm trooper uniform and hung it in a nearby closet. He pulled a few items from the closet and spoke to Ludwig on his way to the bathroom. "Keep Joey entertained Ludwig as usual, but don't cum again until I get back. Joey, I will be back in just a few minutes and join you both.
Ludwig took the opportunity to lick, suck, kiss and nibble all over me. He climbed up over my chest and choked me a few time trying to get his monster dick down my throat. Even soft, I couldn't even begin to get that monster down. It was just to fucking big, but it sure tasted and smelled great. I just nursed on it until I felt Blake's hands running up and down my inner thighs. I spread my legs wide, closed my eyes and felt his lips and tongue go up and down over my inner thighs. He said something in German to Ludwig and Ludwig rolled off me and plopped to my left side. When I opened my eyes Blake was on his knees between my spread legs looking down into my eyes. I must have looked surprised indeed! He was dressed in a black lace short Teddy, his hairy chest hair poking up from the lace bodice and from his armpits. Below he was wearing a pair of lace crotch-less panties, his hard cock and balls jetting out to me. He made his dick bounce at me as he said, "Roll over on your stomach baby! Ludwig, you know where to go big guy!" My mind flashed, "What the fuck, is this guy a transvestite, a cross dresser, or just plain weird? I lay over on my stomach and Blake slipped his monster dick into me. He buried in me, his balls pressed against my buns. Suddenly I felt more weight upon me, turned my head to one side and realized that Ludwig was leaned over his back feeding his dick into him. He let out a huge moan and shouted, "Fuck yes Ludwig, fuck my hot ass trooper." Needless-to-say, even with both Blake and Ludwig supporting their weight off me, I was being pounded into the mattress as their lust took over their actions. I shouted, "You two are suffocating me here guys!" They rolled over on their sides in one move taking me with them and continued to lunge and pleasure themselves. Finally I could breath and enjoy this three way union myself too. I ejaculated first, setting off Blake, in turn bringing Ludwig to climax. We fell asleep in that position for a while until I felt Blake pumping his ass back into Ludwig and his dick into me. Very slowly, this action continued until we all three dropped another load, mine going all over the sheet.
As Blake drove me home that afternoon, I asked him about what we did. He was not embarrassed to talk about it at all. He told me he liked it both ways, and liked to dress up in women's nightwear when he did. He liked the feel of silk and lace next to his skin. He told me he especially liked Ludwig's big dick in him when he wanted a real man. He only did it when they had three-ways together, so he could fuck a hot ass too. I was not quite sure if I wanted to do it again, but when I looked over at handsome Blake my ass twitched with excitement. He said, "Pick you up again at 10:30am next Wednesday Baby!" I went into the house that afternoon shaking my head, totally amazed at my experience today.
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