The story is only a fantasy.  
Stay healthy and protect yourself.  
Turning a fantasy into reality can destroy lives.  
Don't...

   These are the first parts of the Hunt - I hope you like it.

   The Hunt (M, m, stealth, poz, twink)

   It was a night like any other night.

   I surveyed the pub for a possible prey.  One that would interest me and
then I saw him again.

   A cute twink.  Probably 175 cm tall and very slim.  His blond hair was
cut short and shaved in the neck.  His blue eyes flashed at me for a
moment. I guess he was not older than 20 years, probably younger.

   It was not the first time that I recognized that little brat.  However,
he was always surrounded by friends or admirers.  Often I had imagined that
he could be my next victim.  I wanted to give him my toxic load and then
leave him to his fate.  Like, I did so many times before.  Today, he was
again surrounded by a group of guys, still tonight it seemed to be
different.  Again and again his gaze was trying to meet mine.  Again and
again his eyes wandered from my eyes to my crotch and then back to my eyes.

   Suddenly he laughed at his friends and apologized.  He walked past me
towards the toilets and brushed entirely by mistake my bulge with his hand
and smiled shyly at me.

   I followed him to the toilets and stood beside him at the urinal. 
Although he had opened his jeans, he had not taken out his cock.  He simply
stared at the wall and waited.  I opened my jeans also and pulled out my
semi erect cock and began to piss.  With my left hand I grabbed his neck
firmly.  He turned his head to me and looked seriously at me with his soft
blue eyes.  My hand slid slowly down his back, way down to his butt.  I ran
my hand into his jeans and his underwear and could feel the tender skin of
his ass.  I slipped my fingers between his ass cheeks and massaged his
entry with my middle finger.  Meanwhile my cock was hard as a rock and the
boy looked with big eyes on my thick tool.  My middle finger pressed now
firmly against the narrow hole of the blonde cutie.

   "Touch me bitch" I told him.  "Start jacking me off slowly".  "Not here"
he answered, but couldn't help moaning since my fingers started to
penetrate his asscunt.  "Let's go to my place.  I do not live far from
here. We can go there on foot" he added.  I nodded, although I liked these
rural places to poz a twink.  I could barely close the buttons of my jeans
because of my hard dick.  A large bulge loomed.  The guy stopped me briefly
from leaving and knelt in front of me.  He kissed my bulge through my jeans
and massaged gently my cock through the fabric.  He pulled at the buttons
of my jeans and pressed his nose to my fly and took a deep breath.

   My hand gently stroked his head.

   "Let's go boy" I said aloud, feeling the pressure in my balls and the
need to unload my cum into his willing cunt.

   He nodded with a smile.

   When we arrived back at the pub, I paid my drinks and walked towards the
door.

   The pretty blonde brat told his friends goodbye.  Their eyes went all in
my direction and they were grinning at his friend.

   It was a cold night in January and while the boy was walking ahead of
me, I looked at his provocatively firm ass in his tight jeans Tonight was
the night in which I would hunt him down.  Tonight was the night in which
everything would change.

   The Hunt (Part 2)

   It was already after midnight and I followed my alleged victim to his
apartment.  He didn't say a word.

   After a short walk we faced an apartment complex.  He searched for his
keys and I stood right behind him and touched his neck again.  He looked at
me with clouded eyes and only now I noticed that the boy was probably a
little drunk.  Maybe he had taken some drugs.  Perfect - that would make
things easier.

   He unlocked the door and we walked upstairs to the second floor. 
Finally we entered his apartment.  After the door closed behind us, I told
him firmly to get on his fucking knees.  He smiled sweetly at me and obeyed
my order.

   "What is your name?" I asked him.  "Jason," he replied.  Not that I did
care about his name.  For me he was just another cunt I wanted to demolish.
"What is your name?" He asked in return.  "Call me Scorpion" I said with an
evil grin.

   With that, he began massaging my cock through my Jeans again and
repeated my name softly.  He asked me to stab him with my pike.  That was
my exact plan for tonight, and even more.  First I would open up his
boycunt a little with my fist and fingernails, so that my gift could have
an easy access to his bloodstream.  Then I would fuck the shit out of him
and seed his little hole at least a couple of times to make sure I would be
successful with my task.  Out of nowhere I slapped Jason's face two times.
"Don't talk so much," I snapped.  "Start sucking my dick, you little bitch.
That is what you've been made for".  Jason smiled and undid my belt.  I
towered in front of him.  My cock pressed against my jeans and wanted to be
freed from its narrow prison.  Jason glanced at my big bulge as he slowly
opened one button after another.  Again and again he came close to the fly
and took a deep wiff of my scent with his nose.  He groaned softly.

   When he finally opened my jeans completely my thick 9 inch cock almost
hit him to his face.  Carefully, almost lovingly he licked over the helmet.
I closed my eyes and clenched my fists, as he repeatedly drove over my
penis with his tongue before he finally took my extremely hard cock into
his mouth.  I could feel his tongue swirling around the top of my dick.  I
enjoyed his work for a while.

   Jason began to open his jeans.

   "Stop" I said firmly.  "Keep your pants on.  We are starting the game
only".  I pulled my cock out of his mouth and jacked me off slowly as I
walked through his apartment and finally arrived in the living room.

   I did not look back, but told him sternly to stay on his fucking knees
and to follow me.

   Behind me I heard Jason falling back to his knees again.  Like a little
puppy he came to me - on all fours.

   I had been waiting for this opportunity.  I recognized a couple of
pictures.  It always showed Jason with another good looking guy.  They
seemed to be close and happy together.

   "Your boyfriend" I asked him.

   "Ex-boyfriend" he answered shortly.  "We broke up yesterday."

   "And you are already looking for another dick to fill your slot you
fucking cock tease" I replied snidely.

   "Squat behind me and smell my ass" I told him.

   His hands roamed up and down my legs as he approached me, I slowly
pulled my belt from my jeans.  He tried to sniff my ass through the jeans.
Suddenly I farted hard and loud while Jason groaned loudly.  "I didn't hear
you" I exlaimed.  "Thank you Sir" Jason replied.  He was a good puppy.

   I walked on to the couch and sat down.  "Sit!" I said sternly.  Jason
did not move.  He was sitting upright on the same spot where he had just
inhaled my scent and watched me with his big blue eyes.

   My legs were wide apart as I sat on the couch and wanked my dong with my
left hand.  In my right hand I had my belt in tight grip.  With cold eyes I
looked at this little whore.  In his eyes I could see his desire.  He
needed a man who could show him the way.

   I was that man.  I would break him tonight and assign him to his new
place.

   There would be no way back for him...

   The Hunt (Part 3)

   Jason sat there motionless.

   His yearning glance moved constantly between my cock and my eyes.  I
stroked my cock slowly and returned his gaze calmly.

   "Come here..." I whispered.  "Crawl to me..." I added silently.  "Lower
your view, you little whore " I told him determined.

   Jason moved on all fours towards me.  He moaned softly.  I spread my
legs a little further, to give him more access to please me.

   "Stretch your tongue out and lick my balls" I told Jason.  Meanwhile I
enclosed the belt with a tighter grip of my right hand.

   Jason was still on all fours in front of me and without a warning I
raised my arm and the belt lashed through the air.  It landed on Jason's
back, leaving a flaming bruise .  Jason's tongue interrupted his bustling
lick service.  His eyes were dilated in pain.  Once again I struck his
back. The boy exhaled suddenly and I could not suppress a groan.

   A third time my belt met his target.  "Please ......  ", he said
tearfully.

   "You must not beg me little one" I replied with an evil grin.  "This
gives me great pleasure, you know?  ", knowing that the boy had meant it
differently.

   Jason sighed and accepted the next stroke without complaining.

   Suddenly I dropped the belt and grabbed Jason hair and forced his mouth
onto my cock.

   "Suck me" I ordered him.  Jason took my penis in his mouth and ran his
tongue under my foreskin.  I closed my eyes and took a deep breath,
enjoying the feeling of his tongue cleaning my dick.

   He raised his hands up, to jack-off my cock.  "Without hands" I said. 
"Only with your mouth" I added calmly.

   The slut nodded obediently.  His hands slid down again and he sat back
in front of me - like the puppy he was sucking my cock like it was a meaty
bone.

   Sitting there, fully dressed, only with my jeans opened - I crossed my
arms behind my head and enjoyed the skills of his tongue.

   Jason was experienced in satisfying a man with his mouth.  Without a
doubt he was either very talented, or he had a lot of practice.  I assumed
it was the latter.

   I put my right hand on the back of his head, and pushed him down a
little.  I increased the pressure, wanting him to deepthroat me.  His
throat would massage my cock nicely.

   Jason understood immediately and let my fat prick slide abruptly down
his tight gullet.

   Without gagging my dick disappeared inch by inch down his throat. 
Playfully I patted on his head and looked at him.

   "Keep doing your job bitch" I encouraged him to go even deeper.

   "I will hit you so hard boy....  you will never forget this night" I
mumbled more to myself.

   Jason heard my mumbling and trembled in excitement, not knowing about my
true intentions.

   The Hunt (Part 4)

   Standing up from the couch, pretty Jason followed my move, like his lips
were glued to my dick.

   He kept on sucking my member in like it was a lollipop.  I started
moving my hips, holding his head in a tight grip.  "Swallow....  swallow my
dick, pretty boy" I said to him.  Jason was inhaling my cock.  It was more
than just sucking.  It was consuming my toxic precum already.

   "Taste my dick, do you like it?" I asked innocently.  He kept on sucking
but nodded wildly.  "Get rid of your jeans" I said to him in a demanding
tone.  He stopped chewing my stick and opened slowly his jeans.  He stood
up and undressed himself.  He wore a jayhole for an easy access of his
cunt.

   Good boy, I thought to myself.  He kept his shirt on and I pulled his
skinny body to mine and started french kissing him.  Again I realized how
beautiful his eyes were.  They were so intensively blue, I have never seen
them before and again I recognized they were somehow clouded.

   I started kneading his ass-cheeks.  Silky and soft, yet firm and handy -
I would shred his hole tonight.

   While imaging the act already I started fingering his cunthole.  It was
so tight and dry.  He was moaning, while I tried stabbing my middle finger
into his chute.

   "Open up bitch" I growled.  "It hurts" he replied.  "Can we use some
lube please?" I withdrew my finger from his arse and held it in front of
his mouth.  "Lick it!" I forced my fingers into his wet mouth.  "That is
all the `lube' you are getting.  I want this ditch tight and dry" was my
answer.

   After that I reinserted my fingers into his asscunt.  This time I was
able to push two fingers in and with some effort they sunk deep to my
second joint.

   All the while we kept on kissing and I liked the way the boy tasted.

   "What about condoms?  Are you using condoms?" he interrupted our kiss
again.

   Now we entered a touchy subject.  "Of course" I lied.  "I want to stay
healty and I don't know which filthy dick had entered you before." "I never
fuck raw on one night stands" he told me and he added that it was cool,
that I also shared the same idea of protecting yourself while fucking
around with strangers.

   Yeah....  right!  I grabbed into my jeans pocket and fished a condom
out. It was one of the condoms I have already prepared for events like
these.  "No, we will take one of mine" Jason insisted.

   I thought about making a fuss.  It would be suspicious, if I wanted to
use my condom and just my condom only.  So I played along and nodded to the
`safe-bitch-only'.  He went to a drawer and retrieved several condoms.

   Different sizes, different flavors, different colors.  What a sleazy
cunt.  From the outside he seemed so innocent and yet he had a full arsenal
of condoms in all brands or sizes.

   I picked one that would fit me and put it on the table.  "You are going
to roll it onto my dick later, boy" I said, already knowing what to do with
it.

   "Yes Sir" answered the sexy bitch bottom and snuggled closer to me to
seal our lips again.

   Sexual healing can be so destructive.  Little did he know....

   The Hunt (Part 5)

   I was pulling Jason close to my body and rubbed my hard dick against his
stiff cock.  Again and again I squeezed his buttocks, pulling them apart
and then pressing them back together.

   All the while we kept on kissing each other.

   "Open your mouth for me" I told him calmly.  He obeyed and looked at me
patiently.  I guess he saw it coming.  I spat into his mouth.

   "Swallow" I told him and so he did.  I put my right hand around his neck
and felt him gulping my spit down.  I choked him a bit and saw the
obedience in his eyes.

   Without me telling him, he started stroking my hard dick again.  Like a
two dollar whore he knew exactly how to massage my rod.  He didn't pull too
hard.  He stroked it slowly asking me, if I enjoyed him touching my dick. I
nodded and continued kissing him deeply.

   He tasted so sweet and looked so innocent at me with his big blue eyes.
I wondered if he was really such a bitch, or if I was just a bit too horny
right now.

   For me it was like I was on the hunt.  Jason seemed to be my willing
victim.  I was thinking of him as a sleazy slut and that justified my
urgent need to give him the gift.  But feeling his tender touch now and
looking into his deep blue eyes, I was not so sure anymore.

   "What's wrong" he asked me suddenly.  "Aren't you in the mood to fuck me
hard anymore?" he looked at me puzzled.

   I grabbed my prick and squeezed it hard.  "Hell yes - I need to fuck you
hard.  To bang your cute little ass - when was the last time you have been
fucked you little tramp" I asked him bluntly.

   "Well.....  a couple of weeks ago.....  I was fucked by my
boyfriend....." he answered me and I saw the sadness in his eyes.

   "Yeah, but when did you whore around with another fellow lately" I
wanted to know.

   "I took every dick that I could" he tried to convince me, but I had
fingered him already and this bitch was tight like a virgin almost.

   Again I felt that something was wrong....

   "Is this a fib, you are telling me?" I asked him.  He looked down.

   I lifted his face with my hand asked him the question again.  He didn't
answer me.  Instead he took my hand and led me to the bedroom.

   I didn't expect to find a sling next to a notable king size bed.

   He didn't realize we forgot the condom on the living-room table.  I
helped him to get into the sling and offered him some poppers, which I
carried around in my pants.

   He smiled at me and opened the bottle to take a sniff.

   "Let me open you up" I growled, feeling me getting horny again, since he
offered himself so shamelessly.  I wanted to breed his him badly.  I spat
on his pinhole and pushed two fingers in.  I moved them roughly in and out.
He moaned loudly.

   Pushing a third finger into his snatch I started scratching his
intestinal wall on my way out.  Trying to wound him and to make him bleed
he increased his moaning.

   "I have always been faithful to my boyfriend" he spluttered.  "You are
the second guy, who is actually fucking me....." "What....  ?" I was not
sure if I should believe him, but he had no reason to lie to me.

   I still asked him, why he acted like a cunt.  He mentioned something
about making me hot or wanting to become one or whatever...  I was still
working in damaging his intestine.

   Like a poisonous scorpion I was ready to strike and nothing would stop
me now....

   The Hunt (Part 6)

   I have been waiting for the chance to fuck this boy `up' for a long
time.

   Ever since I laid my eyes on this cute twink a couple of weeks ago.

   And now I was kneeling in front of his tight hole and tried to tear his
cunt walls with my fingernails.

   Jason moaned loudly.  "Ouch - that hurts", he complained.

   "You are a tight bitch" I told him.  And that was the truth, but I
wanted to conceal the truth, that I was actually scraping his instestinal
walls.  "So good and tight" I whispered.

   I heard Jason sniffing at the poppers bottle again.  He relaxed his
asshole and gave me the opportunity to reach even deeper into his body.

   I squeezed his little balls with my free hand.

   "Are you ready to get fucked you little punk?" I asked him playfully.

   I stood up and looked at my young victim, jerking off my cock slowly. 
Softly I poked against his entrance with it.  Jason's eyes were closed.  He
nodded and told me to fuck him hard.

   "Don't be too nice to me" he groaned.

   "I won't" I replied and I meant it.  I would destroy his little hole.

   My dick was leaking with precum.  I pushed harder against his hole and
although I knew this would hurt...  ME...  extremely I roared like a lion
while slamming my cock into his prepared and yet unlubed twat.

   Jason howled in agony while his ass took my entire length in one hard
stroke.

   "Yeah man....  that's it.  Fuck me hard.  Make me enjoy the ride" the
clueless 18 year old, `always faithful' bottom boy moaned.

   "Yeah boy - I'm gonna give it to you....  good...  you little tramp", I
hissed.

   Slowly I pulled my fucktube out of his narrow passage, just to slam it
back into his ass again.  Like a rabbit I started to piston inside his
pussy.

   All of the sudden his arse tightened deliciously and with fear in his
eyes he asked me about the condom.  "Are you wearing a rubber?" he asked
me.

   "Fuck " I answered.  "I totally forgot - I just was so horny for your
hole" I answered him, while still staying in fucking gear and pacing up to
hit his deepest possible point.

   "What now....  are you.....  healthy....?" he asked me kind of
breathless.

   "Of course man.....  don't worry about it, but if you want me to, I am
totally into safe sex also, so it wouldn't be a problem for me to fuck you
with a condom" I lied to him.

   All the while I was still fucking him in long hard strokes.

   "Would you mind?" he asked me with a puppy look on his face.

   I smiled broadly and answered him that it was really not a problem. 
"Safety comes first!" I added.

   And so I was stabbing my dick four more times deeply into his ass and
then pulling it out unceremoniously.

   Jason sighed deeply.  He urged me to hurry and asked about the condom. I
implied that I took it from the table, as we left the living room.  The
truth was, that I had my own `prepared' condom in my pocket and this condom
would not survive the aggressive sexual act.

   The condoms reservoir had been cut away before.  So while I was standing
at the end of the sling I opened the newly `sealed' condom.  He couldn't
see from this point of view the package.  While I enrolled the condom onto
my dick I walked to his side, so he had a better view, that we actually
were engaging now in a safe mode.  Holding the tip of the condom with one
hand and hiding away the damage this way, I was enrolling the thing with my
other hand.  Jason was satisfied.  He laid back and sniffed again at his
poppers.

   `Stupid bitch' I thought and went back to work.

   "Can't we use some lube?" Jason asked me nicely.  "Your cock rips me
apart, I can't really enjoy the fucking, because it hurts so much".

   I spit on his hole and used some spit on my dick and told him this was
`all the lube' he was getting.  "You got to understand - I fuck to feel
good myself.  This is not about your orgasm, it is about mine".  And with
that I rammed my rod back into poor little Jason who seemed to surrender to
my battering ram.

   "Stop complaining about your pain.....  and start giving me
pleasure...." I snarled dangerously.

   Bam Bam Bam....  I went back into combat mode and fucked his boyhole
even harder.  Now my first goal was to rid this already busted condom. 
This went on for several minutes.

   I pulled my cock out almost completely to check the status of the
condom.

   After a while I could see my prick head was free again and with that
knowledge I hammered away lustfully, into this beautiful boy butt.  I
enjoyed the fuck even more, now that I saw the condom rolling up to the end
of my shaft.

   Whenever I pulled out, I saw some red streaks along my cock.  Jason
seemed to be bleeding inside his hole.  My cock tingled excited.

   "Oh fuck" I looked terrified at Jason.

   "What is it?" he asked me, staring at me.

   "I fear the condom broke" I was cursing under my breath.

   "Oh no - when did it happen?" he asked almost weeping.

   I told him that I had no idea, but since I played it always safe and
that I was positive about my status, I convinced him it would make no
difference now.  I would take care of him.  I smiled warmly at Jason and he
started playing with his nipples moaning loudly.

   "Then go on - give me your big cock.  Seed my hole with your hot cum" he
demanded.

   Of course I did not object.

   The young cunt was begging for my toxic seed literally and I was willing
to share....

   The Hunt (Part 7 - Final Part)

   I looked down at Jason.  He was in a world of his own.  He got himself
flying with lots of poppers and enjoying the steady rhythm of my cock
hammering his tight hole.

   I pulled my dick almost all the way out just to slam it back into his
hungry pussy.  I wanted to demolish his cunt.  So I chose a different angle
all the time to approach him with my toxic bat.

   Jason moaned loudly.

   "Fuck me harder" he said.  "Give it to me good" I heard....

   All of a sudden my mind played this trick to me, which I have grown
accustomed to....

   "Give it to me good" I said....

   20 years ago, it was me who was laying in a leather sling.  I went to a
gay club for the first time in my life, curious to get some action.  I had
my coming out in front of my parents a couple of days before.  They were
understanding and cared about me.  They wanted me to be happy and healthy.
So they urged me to be careful.  Right....

   And then I went into this club and chose a guy, who was so appealing to
me.  It was a daddy type, with clear blue eyes.  He was talking to me
friendly.  He touched me - from time to time, which gave me goose bumps all
over my body.  He flashed a cheeky smile, whenever I told him how
unexperienced I was.  Yes - it was just like Mr.  Right was knocking at my
door.

   But I was also on xtasy that night and Mr.  Right bought me one drink
after another.  Who knows, maybe he sipped something in one of my drinks
also.  All I know is, that only after an hour of chatting, I was in that
sling and got fucked like a rag doll.  I didn't mind about it.  I wanted
him, I wanted his body - but I wanted so much more.

   I was so high, all I could do was listen to my moaning.  I heard him
slapping against my butt cheeks.  I listened to his grunting and then I
heard his words....  `I'm going POZ you good'

   I was hearing the words, but it was like, they didn't have a meaning
back then and there.

   Not able to tell him to stop I kept on receiving his brutal fucking. 
Then all of a sudden he stopped moving.  It was almost like I could feel
him splashing his seed into my cunt.

   I closed my eyes and heard my blood rushing in my ears.

   I knew `it' was rushing through my veins now.

   Mr.  Right pulled out.

   I didn't open my eyes, but I felt another dick slipped into me, started
fucking me aggressively.  It was not the last one in that night....  that
was how it all began....

   And now I watched down at Jason who was a cute boy with those deep blue
eyes, I once fell in love with and loath to this day.

   My balls were tingling.  I felt my orgasm rise.  Without a word I fired
my gift into Jason.  I just groaned, like I always do and kept on fucking
for a while, trying to get my seed as deep as possible.  Then I suddenly
pulled my dick out of this used and worthless cunt now.

   I buttoned my jeans up and smacked Jason on his butt.  "Thanks Jason. 
You were a good fuck.  Something to remember" I grinned at him.

   He looked at me with his cute face and thanked me for the hard ride. 
"This was awesome man.  I won't forget this night, I have never met a rough
guy like you.  Can I see you again?" he asked me.

   I did not answer his question.  I just smirked at him and turned around
to leave.

   He would remember me...  forever.

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