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Woof Arf Fuck what a fucking night. Well let's start from the start-ish of the day. This was also several days ago. Traveling Daddy Top's Place I was feeling a little horny but also sleepy after waking up. I saw the traveling Daddy Top online that I get together with regularly. We did our regular chatting and catching up. And then he hinted playful that he wanted to breed me. Yup that was my cue. I got prepped and took a shower and headed to him. I walked into his unit unlocked and he was sitting in his chair watching porn and I had a feeling his dick was hard. I stripped behind the chair so he couldn't see me. Generally I strip in front of him but I was horny as fuck. I got on my knees in front of him and put my hands behind my back. Fuck the inner submissive in me has been coming out a bit lately. My body remembers certain scenarios. I looked up at this sexy daddy bear and his furry chest and short trimmed gray beard. I looked up at him for just a split second a moment and then I dived on his cock. I opened my mouth wide and took him all in my mouth and throat. I started deep throating him. He told me I can take my time. I was just so horny and excited. I started slowly sucking his cock and shaft. I was taking my time to go down on him and pull my head up. I did stay down on him longer trying to deep throat him and I was able to. He put his hand on my head and started guiding me up and down on his cock. He pulled me off and did something he's never done. He bent me over his chair and pushed his raw daddy dick in me. Fuck my hole was tight but I was taking him. I was trying to relax my hole and anticipate him. He pushed all the way in side me and I moaned out. I was taking him and he started slowly pulling out pushing back inside pumping my hole. He did this for a good while. Then he pulled out of me completely and put me on the bed. I took a big hit of poppers and moaned as his big thick daddy dick entered me. I was trying to loosen my hole and take him but I was tight. His cock felt great in me regardless. I was trying to focus on loosening my hole since I know he likes to do the fucking. At one point he put one leg up and I felt him fucking and pumping into me deeper it was fucking hot. He pulled out for a moment. He fucked me on back, all fours, and then on my belly. He put me on my belly and I took a big hit of poppers and thought at one point he was going to cum. But he didn't he put back on all fours for a bit and fucked me some more. Then he put me on my belly again. He was pulling his cock out of me completely and slamming it back in. Fuck this felt so hot and I could feel the lube and precum. I can still remember what feels like over a month ago where he was doing this and previous cum in me was sloshing out of my hole. But he was fucking me harder and he shouted that he can't hold it back anymore and that he's going to cum. He shouted and I felt his huge load fill my hole fuck. I love this feeling when he breeds me. I moan and twitch my ass when his load fills my guts completely and times it feels like more is coming out. After the fucking he pulled out of me. We chatted while laying next to each other. I lad on his chest and he lightly played with my hair. We had good and fun conversations. Most importantly he told me he went to "that" event that I went to last week. He agreed about my observance of guys going off to corners to hide and play exclusively and the fact that so much of it was dark. I'm glad he had fun that night. I tried to push out some of his cum when I used the bathroom but not much came out. We chatted some more and I enjoyed chatting with him. I said goodbye to him and we briefly kissed and then I left. I tried to see if poz top daddy was around but he was out unfortunately. I didn't see anyone else so I decided to head home for a little bit. And then time was creeping closer and I had to leave to meet the best tatted daddy bear. I got to his unit and was early before him. I gathered everything in my bag I was going to take. He approached the window and I saw the sexy Daddy tatted bear I've been craving all week. We were texting last night and he said how much he needed me and I said the same. The Tatted Daddy Bear Breeds Again I got out of the car and starting whimpering and whining and licking his face constantly. I scratched him and clawed him and cried out. He gently kissed me and made out with me passionate. He told me "I got you puppy". He hugged me for a moment and kissed me some more and then we headed to his unit hand in hand. I so wanted to get on my knees in the elevator and suck him. I didn't of course but he pinned me against the mall and we made out. We walked to his unit and he started kissing me again. He broke away for a moment and said he had to take care of something. I did as well. I told him that I need a moment and to not come into the bedroom yet. I closed his bedroom doors. I take my bag and took a few things out of it. This was completely it. This is where and who I chose to embrace my inner pup. The creature that's inside me that's been clawing and begging to come out I knew it was time to finally let him out. I stripped and put on my leather jockstrap, I put on the leather armband he gifted me last week, and last but not least I put on my pup mask for the first time. I put on the mouth piece for it too. I also took out the underwear that he asked me to bring him back next time. The one that he wore and smelled like Daddy. I put the underwear in my mouth and opened the doors. I ran on all fours around the bedroom and onto the bed. I barked at him and gruffed and growled. I rolled back and forth on the bed and shook my ass all while holding his underwear in my mouth. He said what a good cute and sexy puppy I am. He patted me and then he started to take off his clothes. He took off his underwear and I got on the floor on my knees. I waited patiently until he took out his cock and then he pushed his cock to my lips. I eagerly took his bone inside my mouth and started whimpering. I started sucking him and he moaned and grunted and said what a good puppy I am. I made some growls and arfs and whimpers through the mask and through Daddy's cock in my mouth. He pulled out and commanded me to get on all fours. I jumped on the bed and got on all fours and shook my ass at Daddy. He got behind me and pushed his bone inside of me. I yelped for a moment and he said "Good puppy, that's a good puppy". I started to relax and felt his cock sink into me. I moaned and whimpered and he started to pull his bone out of me completely and push it back in. Fuck. I started working my ass on his cock and opening my hole and pushing back. He handed me the poppers and I took a big hit. I started barking, growling, whimpering, and making all kinds of animal noises. He kept saying what a good puppy I am. He fucked me harder and he started to shout as he bred me. I whimpered and barked louder as I felt his hole breed me and I started to tighten my cock on him partially. He said "Good fucking puppy". He continued to fuck me some more. We fucked in this position a few more times and he bred me several times. He then pulled out and got on his back. His hard bone sticking up in the air. I went over to him started licking and sucking his bone. He was grunting and groaning and I leaned over him and started to kiss him. It was a little hard with the mask so I decided to take it off completely. Reminds me of when me and the pup played the other day the mask made it difficult for us to make out. He was pushing his cock against my hole while I was making out with him. His cock started to find my hole and I raised my ass slightly and sank down on him. I yelped again and he proceeded to fuck me. I leaned over and started licking his face and beard constantly. I was whimpering and and I started bitting him and growling. He shouted again and he bred me once again. I continued to ride him and he bred me a few more times in this position. I even leaned back and rode his cock backwards. At one point when we did this he got me on my back without his bone leaving my hole and he proceeded to fuck me while I was on my back. This was so hot looking at Daddy while he was fucking me. He bred me a few times in this position too. We layed next to each other a few times and made out as well. At one point he said we can take a nap now. I told him I had to pee quick. I went into the bathroom and he told me "Hang on pup I want to see something". I asked what he wanted and he pulled me and pushed me against the bathroom mirror. I could see him from behind looking at the mirror and he lined his bone up with my hole and pushed in me. I moaned and he proceeded to fuck me. It was so hot watching him fuck me in the mirror. I took a hit of the poppers and damn they were strong. I was loving every moment of him fucking me. He shouted and he bred me. He bred me a couple of times in this position. When I finally went to pee he shoved his dick in me and fucked and bred me a few more times. Then we went to lay down together underneath the covers. I lay on my side and he started to push his dick in me and fuck me. He fucked me for a good while and then he bred me. And then I rolled over and lay on his chest. He was wearing me out a little and all the poppers. I dozed off on his chest. I woke up and he was awake. I licked his face a few times and then I went under the covers. I started sucking him. I don't know why but for some reason sometimes it's very hot for me to suck a man underneath the covers especially if I'm left down there. I sucked him for a good while and he pulled me back up. He had me ride his cock a few times while he bred me. He had me lie on my belly after that and fucked me a few more times and bred me. Then he had me get on all four for a bit and he fucked me and I brought the pup out or he came out several times during several fucks and breedings we had. He told me when we were waking up or I was that we have to wrap it up soon. But we were doing anything but that. He said he wanted to take some pictures of me. I put the pup mask on and played around a little on the bed. Then I sucked him while he filmed me and fuck it was so hot hearing talk to me. He turned me around and put me on all fours on the bed and he got him fucking me and his raw dick sliding in and out of my hole. I was so into my pup headspace again I was barking, growling, whimpering and I could tell the more I did this the harder and hornier it made him. He put down the fun and focused on fucking and bred me again. So fucking hot. Then for the finale he had me push some cum out of my ass. It felt like so much. I pushed it out and he got footage of some coming out. It was so fucking hot to see that. And you guessed it he fucked me again when the cum was coming out. What a good man he wanted to make sure it stayed in me. He fucked me for a bit and bred another load in to me to make sure the cum stays inside. We finished up and he got cleaned up and I packed my stuff. We said our goodbyes and looked forward to our next encounter. I think I lost count of how many times he bred me. The After Breeding But the night was not over. I went to eat and then went to a bar. Was not feeling the cruising vibe so I left. I went to the bookstore instead my favorite one. The crowd did not seem too bad. I went into a glory hole and there was a sexy silver bearded Daddy on the other end. I looked up at him. I was wearing a specific type of hat that evening. Something that sort of hints at my nature. I had my tongue out and was being playful and horny. The man's cock was starting to bulge through his shorts. He took it out and it was pretty thick and semi hard. I took his cock in my mouth. I started sucking him slowly and starting to deep throat him. He was groaning and moaning. He was being very verbal saying how fucking good it felt and how I'm a hot boy. He fucked my face for a bit and I alternated between sucking him. After a while he fucked my face harder and he was shouting. I could taste his salty cum it tasted great. He shot his whole load down my throat. I could taste his cum and I made sure to suck and savor every last bit of him. He pulled off and pulled up his pants afterwards. He thanked me and left. I saw a guy in a booth that was open. He was kinda looking at me. I was talking to someone online so switching back and forth. But eventually I saw him looking at me and walked in his room. I asked what he liked to do and he said bottom. I told him I was going to fuck him. He started to bend over and he exposed a nice sexy hairy ass. I've played with him before I think he sucked me he was great. But I've never fucked him I think he told he was never prepared for it. Well tonight he was. Was curious to find out what kind of hole he had. He was pretty tight. I had to spit in him a few times and spit more on my cock. But I got in his hole. He felt fucking great. I fucked him for a good bit and it was hot hearing him moan. He was saying how big my dick was and fuck his ass felt great. I enjoyed fucking him but I knew I had to breed him. I shot my load in him breeding him. He seemed to like it and afterwards I pulled up my pants and he did the same. I thanked him and we both went separate ways. In between this I went into a booth and there was a guy on the other side on his knees. I took out my cock stuck it through the hole. He sucked it and damn his mouth felt good. I was getting hard again. I was enjoying him sucking me. He stopped for a moment and asked if I wanted to come into his booth. I said sure and went in. He was definitely younger he looked like a young cub but a little chubby. He had a nice beard though not fully grown in but it was pretty thick. He did a great job at sucking me and it was easier in the booth. I was horny and hard and wanted to fuck again. I reached to his ass and before I could start playing with him he said he likes to bottom but isn't prepped. I guess the youth don't know that it's good ettiequte to prep before going out for fun. I told him I had fun and started to get dressed he told me to wait a moment and asked if I wanted to suck him. I did so I stopped and started sucking him. His dick was small initially but it expanded and got way bigger and thicker as I was sucking him. Damn he was fucking hot. He wanted to fuck me and I was prepped and lubed with cum. I bent over and his cock slide into me. Fuck my hole felt so cummy from the tatted bear daddy. His cock felt pretty good fucking me. He fucked me for a good while and I was enjoying it but the angle was off since we were doing this in a small booth. He went soft a few times and I sucked him to get him hard again. He fucked me a few more times but I think he was nervous. I thanked him and I left his booth. I wandered around and saw an older daddy enter the place. He looked over at me and I walked around a bit to make sure he was interested. Every time I passed him he looked my way. I went in to a booth and he want into the next one. He stuck his cock through the glory hole and it was big and thick. I started off sucking him and getting his fat thick daddy cock hard. Then I bent over and spit on my hole. He pushed right in me and started fucking me. Fuck he felt so damn good. My cum slicked hole was making it easy for him to shove and pull his cock in and out of my hole. I had fun riding his cock. But I could tell he wanted me to stay in place and fuck me. I took a big hit of poppers. I felt him fucking and slamming his cock in and out of my ass. I felt him fuck me deep too. It felt so fucking hot with my ass against the glory hole letting this man fuck me how he pleased. At one point I felt my hole start to fill up. Then he pulled out and got dressed and he thanked me. He then left. Pretty sure he bred me because cum was dripping out of my ass. The Hotel Leather Bear Daddy After that I got a message from the daddy I've been talking to a little bit while I was at the bookstore. I might have seen him at the bar earlier in the evening. He looked like a complete leather bear bar daddy very hot thick beard and his pictures showed a very sexy furry chest. He said he just wanted a quickie and wanted to breed me. Fuck yeah. I headed to his hotel. He greeted me and let me in. He looked hotter then his pictures. We went into his room and I started stripping and so did he. He had such a sexy furry chest. He got on the bed with his cock semi flaccid. I eagerly got on the bed and started sucking him. His cock was getting big and longer. Fuck. I enjoyed sucking him and he had me deep throat him for a little bit. I eagerly took his cock into my mouth. I enjoyed sucking and servicing him. He had his hand on me at one point and was pushing me down on his cock and holding me there. He was very good at guiding me on exactly how he wanted his cock sucked and he was enjoying this because his dick was rock hard. He said he wanted to breed me next. He said he wanted me to ride his cock. I hovered my ass over his cock. I spit on my hole a little bit sank down onto him. Oh fuck his cock felt great in my hole. I was rocking my ass back and forth and moaning and grunting. He seemed to like this I felt his cock pumping in and out of my hole. I noticed that my hole was so slick with cum that he had no issues pumping his cock in and out of me. When we chatted earlier he asked if I took any loads and he said he really wanted to fuck and breed me after he learned I already had several loads in my ass. I could feel the other loads in me and I know he could too. I pulled my ass off his cock slightly and started pulling and pushing my ass down on his cock. He was really enjoying this and moaning and grunting. I felt his furry sexy chest. All the while he was fucking me he had a very intense look in his eyes. It brought out the submissive side of me. He has making a motion with his mouth and lips and I wasn't entirely sure what he was doing. I decided to go for it and kiss him and to my surprise he kissed back. He was a great and passionate kisser and his beard against mine felt so fucking hot. He started grunting and groaning when I was kissing him. I pulled off him and he said he was going to cum. I heard him shout and he shot a huge load in my already filled cumhole. I moaned and loved feeling his load fill me up and I squeezed my ass on his cock. He started thrusting and pumping a little more into me and draining his cock completely. After He thanked me afterwards. He said I was a hot boy and he loved me being his hole. I got dressed and we said goodbye and I left. I was getting a bit tired at this point. After being fucked by the Daddy multiple times for several hours and bred multiple times. And then sucking guys in the book store and getting fucked and bred by a guy in there and breeding. Fuck. What a fun fucking night. I decided to do it. I pushed the loads out of me. Keep in mind I already pushed out some of the first traveling top when he fucked me. And then the Daddy had me push some out but he fucked some of it back into me. Some of it spilled onto his floor. And at the bookstore after the guy fucked and bred me some of the cum was dripping out of my hole. So it wasn't entirely the full load of the day. But it was certainly a full load. I pushed out the load and damn I was surprised how much was cumming out. It was so hot to watch and see all the cum leave my hole. I figured this would be it that tomorrow would be a new day and the cumhole effect would be gone. I would be surprised how wrong I was. I didn't realize it but somewhere in the night and likely after the tatted daddy top I reached cumhole status. My hole was so slick and covered in cum and retained the cum that any man could slide in me. And even though I never really use lube and only use spit it was more coated in cum and saliva then it has been to this point. And I would appreciate this fact for the morning. Load count: Loads bred into me 18: I am going to say the daddy tatted bear bred me 16 times. I was counting partially how many times he bred me but it's easy to get lost in it between the poppers and constant fucking but that man's stamina and cum load is insane. 1 time at the bookstore the daddy there bred me. And the leather like daddy bear at the hotel bred me. Loads I bred 1: The cute sexy latino guy at the bookstore. He had a a great furry ass and I had fun fucking and breeding him. Until next time.. ...Overtime Bonus: Not even a fraction of the cum that came out. More like just a lil tease.

Mine.

Mine.

I prefer the top to just fuck and breed me and not expecting me to cum. In a bathhouse, I def won’t cum until I have taken several loads.

I love sucking it as it's shooting and milking every last drop out and sending his cock home clean.

I have heard the Caribbean islands have extremely powerful strains circulating (e.g., Cuban), which are less likely to respond to suppress the virus to undetectable levels. I am curious if he brought back a new, med-resistant strain, and will become a gifter? Hope there's another chapter where Diego makes a visit to the Midwest and discovers gifting along with our protagonist.

Man oh man oh man… that’s so hot

The level of ignorance, willful or otherwise, that the majority of medical professionals have about gay men's health is staggering. Plenty of medical professionals are queasy or totally squicked out by sex, let alone gay sex. This has knock-on effects with patient care. I think I've mentioned here before that students at the UW Dental School regularly freak out when they see Truvada or Descovy on a patients medication list. They assume you're HIV positive and you have to explain that PrEP exists, is extremely common, how it works, and people on PrEP have to be HIV negative to be on it in the first place. Set aside that ANYONE who is sexually active should be told about PrEP for their personal health, and that anyone working in healthcare should know about PrEP for professional reasons. PrEP, Doxy PEP, HPV and Hepatitis vaccines, etc. all help manage and reduce risk, but they don't eliminate it.

I used to swallow as soon as my feeder would cum. But now I like to hold his cum in my mouth and taste it until I have to swallow. Last time someone asked me a question while in the abs. I swallowed because I didn’t want to be rude.

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Fuuuuuuuck that was hot

With everyone on PreP these days (or good HIV drugs), being a bug chaser is pretty much a thing of the past anymore. It might be a hot idea, but getting knocked up is nigh on impossible. Or so I thought. So, I basically came of age well after the AIDS crisis (I was born in 1985), but slightly before PreP was available. So I still had all the AIDS fear and proper condom use education and rapid HIV testing and monogamy and such built into my sexual existence. I also was a late bloomer and was denying my sexuality for quite some time, so I didn’t start gay stuff until I was in my 20’s. My doc gave me a prescription for PreP when I turned 30, and I admit I took it for a few years. You know, to be a ‘good boy’. But in the semi-rural midwestern town where I live and the lack of sex I was getting, well… it just didn’t seem worth it. So I stopped taking it. And when my doc would ask, I’d lie and say I’d been basically celibate. Which I sorta had. I had a couple of semi-regulars, and they were all Prepped and Doxy’d to the hilt. So according to all the labwork, I was behaving myself and not being needlessly risky. Even though I fantasized about being risky. Like all the time. It made me slightly sick to my stomach to admit, but the bug chasing stuff really turned me on. It started small, as it always does. I accidently stumbled across some bareback porn online that featured a poz top and a neg bottom. I watched it- simultaneously horrified and aroused. And horrified AT my arousal. But then, as with all kinks, I kept searching out more pozzing porn, especially stealthing. And then the conversion stories. And the more I saw and read, the more I was turned on. So much so that it became all I would jack off to. I was borderline obsessed. I even thought about going to a big city like Chicago or New York and deliberately searching for a poz guy to fuck me raw. But I invariably always chickened out. Instead I stuck with my regulars and my rich, albeit perverted, fantasy life. Well, all that changed on my cruise. So, this is going to feel like it was all fated to happen, but I won a cruise. Yup, it was one of those fund-raising raffles that I got hit up to participate in at work. Yet another churchy raffle with mostly janky prizes. When Karen came around the office hawking the tickets, I dutifully chucked in my five bucks for one to get her off my back and promptly forgot all about it. Until I was contacted a couple months later and told I’d actually won the 5-day Caribbean cruise. Well I’ll be fucked—quite literally, as it turns out. Now, I rarely take vacations, it’s usually to go camping and explore a national park or something. Never once have I ever said “I’d like to go on a cruise” except maybe to Alaska. But I really don’t like the idea of being trapped on a floating casino-buffet with old people. Or children. Or both. But heck, this was free and I figured why the hell not? So I put in for the time off, and planned for my first cruise ship experience to sort of celebrate my 40thbirthday. The free cruise was pretty much as I expected. Small room. Not the fanciest boat in the fleet. Not super exciting ports of call. Families and older people abounded. About what you would expect from a donated church raffle prize. The only bonus was a cute Steward in my cabin area. Built. Cuban. Probably somewhere in his mid 20’s. Swarthy with a bit of an edge. Like a naughty, sexy edge that he exuded—I believe the younger folk call it ‘big dick energy’. And definitely gay. My eye contact with him as I boarded tipped him off as to which way I swung, I think. Or maybe it was the way my eyes lingered over the crotch of his very snug, very revealing trousers. But then again, these cruise workers are always hustling and working angles. And they seem to be very adept at spotting ‘fellow travelers’. Anyway, when I was getting situated the first day he introduced himself as Diego and offered to be of assistance for anything I needed. “Anything?” I asked, with a smirk. “Oh yes. I am here to help make this a good experience for you.” He replied, measuredly without breaking eye contact. “Well, I’ve never been on a cruise before so I’m a bit lost on what to do. Perhaps you could swing by my cabin and fill me in when you get off?” I say with every bit of ham-fisted double-entendre I can muster. He smiled. “I’ll come by at 8.” And then he was off. I wandered the ship and generally busied myself for several hours, before heading back to my cabin to get ready. And precisely at 8 pm, there was a light knock on my door. I answered, and he looked around furtively before ducking inside and closing the door quickly. “It is frowned upon to fraternize with the passengers,” he tells me. “I have to be careful.” “It’ll be our secret,” I assure him as I got on my knees. I unzipped his pants, which were even more snug with his erection, and pulled out a gorgeous, thick piece of uncut meat. It was hefty and girthy, with loose skin mostly covering the head. I immediately got to work tonguing and working his foreskin- much to his delight. In between me sucking him, we each got naked, until he was standing in front of me in all his glory. Which is when I saw the tattoo on his ass cheek. A small biohazard symbol. My dick jumped. This was my chance! I’d never been with a poz guy before and my stomach instantly churned with butterflies. “I see your poz,” I say looking up at him hopefully. He nodded. “I am, but I am healthy and undetectable.” I frowned, which he must have seen. His dick started to soften. “If it’s a problem, I can leave,” he said matter of factly. “Oh, no. It’s definitely not a problem. In fact… it’s kind of a… a turn on?” I whispered. “I just sorta wish you were POZ poz, you know?” “Oh really?” he asked, and there was that naughy sexy glint in his eyes. And his dick instantly got to fully mast in front of me, while a string of precum oozed from the tip. I lapped up the glistening drop and looked up at him again, smacking my lips. “Yeah, I’m turning 40 in a few days and was really hoping I’d be pregnant by now.” I was finally doing it. Living my fantasy and dirty talking like in the videos I’d seen. My dick was so rock hard. “Hmmm. Well, how about I work to knock you up then?” And then we got to fucking. Let me just say, Diego was a great fuck. I’d been taking the same three or so dicks for the past several years, so getting some strange was just what the doctor ordered- so to speak. He was much bigger than my midwestern fuck buds, as he was at least 7.5 inches. And thick! His cock was a solid tube of flesh from tip to root, probably about like that of a can of Red Bull. And he fucked like a bull. More than once, he clamped a hand over my mouth and told me to be quiet because the cabins had very thin walls. He fucked me on my back on the bed, my legs tucked around his muscular arms. He leaned forward and made out with me while his hips snapped in a steady latin beat. He fucked me for a solid half hour before suddenly increasing his tempo. “I’m getting close,” he ground out. “Fuck yeah, don’t pull out,” I growled. “You want it? You want a little poz Niño in you?” “Fuck yes! Charge me!” And the next thing I knew, I was feeling his cock throbbing inside me. And just the knowledge that he was HIV positive and cumming inside me pushed me over the edge. I started cumming no-handed, ropes of my jizz landing all over my chest and belly. “Yeah, milk my cock,” he admonished me. “Get every drop of that poz load, you fucking cumslut.” I did as I was commanded and used my ass to massage out every bit of his load. Eventually he softened and his cock slithered out of my well-spunked ass with a wet plop. He flopped down on the bed next to me. “Holy shit,” I managed to say eventually when my head stopped spinning. “That was two firsts for me.” “Really?” he asked. “What?” “Well, I’ve never cum without touching myself before, for one,” I tell him. “And two- I’ve never let an HIV positive man cum inside me before.” “Never?” he asked again. “Nope. You’re the first.” “Well, I’m honored,” he said patting my belly. “But really, you don’t have anything to worry about. I know this was a nice fantasy for you, but I am truly undetectable. The risk to you is basically non-existent. Especially if you are on PreP.” “I’m not on PreP,” I confide. “Well, you should still be fine,” he smiled. I turned and looked at him. “But… but what if I was serious about getting pregnant?” “You really want to catch HIV?” he asked incredulously. “It’s something I can’t stop fantasizing about. And honestly? I don’t know if I really want it, but the idea of it turns me on so damn much. It’s like I’m being drawn to it- like a moth to a flame. I know it’s going to happen, it’s just a matter of when.” “But it really changes your life,” he explains. “The meds. The doctor visits. The health concerns. The possible side effects. Dating. It’s much better to be safe and healthy. And there are so many options to help you do that now- all while allowing you to still have fun, incredible, bareback sex.” “I know,” I say dejectedly. “And I don’t know why I’m this way. But I’m single and 40 and I’m tired of being a good boy. I want to be reckless for once! You saw the way just the idea of your poz seed made me shoot my load. I can’t imagine how mind blowing it would be to have a real poz guy breed me. Like a truly toxic poz guy. I bet I’d lose my fucking mind.” He nodded thoughtfully and got quiet as we lay there. Eventually he spoke. “Is this really something you want?” “Oh yeah,” I replied without hesitation. “Well, let me think about it. I might have a way—no promises though. Okay?” “Deal. If you can make it happen… wow. That would be awesome!” He got dressed and had me check if the coast was clear before he snuck back out of my room. “I’ll be in touch,” he said, as he strolled quickly down the corridor. Although I didn’t know what Diego was thinking, I was already anxious with anticipation. So much so that I could hardly keep a different thought in my head. I woke up excited (and still full of Diego’s seed) as my mind ran down different avenues of what it might be like to actually take a poz cock. I had to keep doing laps of the ship and reading by the pool and exercising in the gym, just to try to keep myself distracted the whole day. Later that evening, I was startled by a soft knock at my cabin door. I answered and it was Diego. He breezed inside and closed the door. “Okay, so are you really serious about what we talked about last night?” he asked. “You haven’t changed your mind?” “No, I’m still very serious. I want it.” Diego nodded. “Ok, so do you have $300 in cash on you?” “Yeah, I brought cash and have that much. Why?” “So… I put out some feelers and there are a couple of guys who are down to give you what you want. Haitian brothers. Both poz- not on meds. They can’t afford them.” My stomach instantly knotted up with desire and nervousness. “Really?” I asked quietly. “Yeah. They’re both basically straight, but really need the money.” “Oh my god, so this could really happen huh?” “If you want it to—yes.” “I do! So, how do we do this? How does this work?” I ask feverishly. “Okay. So tomorrow we port at Puerto Plata in the Dominican Republic. The brothers are working there and have a place on the outskirts of town. Now, I’m warning you—it’s pretty rough. This is not ‘tourist Dominican Republic’. This is the real shit.” “Oh… ok,” I say. “Um, I want to get pozzed, not murdered.” My nerves were kicking into high gear. “Now, I have a guy that I work with for various things in Puerto Plata. He’s going to drive you there and hang out and wait to make sure you’re ok. But still, I just wanted to be up front with you about the scene and what to expect. Still interested?” “Okay. I mean, yeah. I want to do this. I’m nervous and stuff, but also excited? Do you know anything about the brothers? Any details?” “All I know is that they work various jobs in the port, mostly the docks. One is like 21 and the other is later 20’s. That’s basically all I know. Other than they’re definitely HIV positive.” “And the chaperone/driver guy… does he know, um, what’s going to be going down?” “Probably. And he’s an older gay guy. Name’s Emilio. I kinda think of him as my gay grandfather. He’s cool, and I trust him like family. He’ll take care of you and make sure you come back in one piece. Just don’t bring any jewelry or your wallet. Just the 300.” “Okay then. Last question- so how do I meet up with Emilio?” “Meet me when we dock tomorrow, and I’ll hook you up with him.” And then Diego was off again. And I plopped down on the bed to think. My head was literally buzzing. Was this really going to happen? And the scene already had me rock hard. I often fantasized about getting pozzed up in a dirty bath house or a back alley. Or a seedy sex party. Or even raped. This was going to be something along those lines, I could tell. I mean, at the very least it was going to provide me with a good story. I mean, straight brothers going gay for pay and knocking me up on a Caribbean island? I mean, fictional porn writers couldn’t come up with a story this good! Needless to say, I barely slept. My mind was racing and I was so excited. And very nervous. And truth be told, more than a little scared. I mean, this was definitely out of the comfort zone for this middle age midwestern white man let me tell you. I didn’t eat any breakfast and I made sure I cleaned out VERY well in preparation. By the time the ship was docking, my skin was basically vibrating off by body and I had to keep pacing just to give myself something to do. When it was time to disembark, I packed up a cheap, gift shop fanny pack with the $300 in cash, a small bottle of swiss navy lube, and a bottle of poppers. That’s it. And I dressed in ratty shorts and a t shirt and sneakers—typical tourist attire. I met Diego at the gangway and he said, “You sure about this?” I nodded. “I just wanted to check one last time. Make sure you find me and check in when you are back. I’m going to want details. Nasty, nasty details.” He grinned devilishly. Then he walked me to where Emilio was waiting. Diego introduced us and I liked Emilio immediately. He was a handsome, dark Dominican older man with a kindly smile, silvery hair, and a strong handshake. He promised Diego he’d take good care of me. I hopped in the back seat of Emilo’s Honda and then we were off. I was chatty on the drive, mostly to keep my nerves in check. I peppered him with generic island questions and then asked how he knew Diego. He told me that Diego had approached him several years ago to take a couple on a driving tour, and ever since then they’d worked together for their mutually benefit. Without getting into too much detail, I gathered that Emilio was a man who had connections and could get things that Diego might need. And Diego could throw work Emilio’s way. Win win. I also asked if he knew where we were going. “Oh, I know where the place is that we are going, but I’ve never specifically been there. This is definitely a different sort of… tour… than I normally do. But I don’t mind.” He looked in the rearview mirror and winked. Before I knew it, we were outside the port and on a dirt road in the surrounding hillside. And then suddenly we were parking in front of a… well, for lack of a better term it was basically a shack. It was corrugated metal and some two by fours along with various bits of junk. Rusted. Dilapidated. And my stomach butterflies jumped into high gear again. Emilio turned to me and said, “Let me go first. I will make sure they are there and then I will come to get you, ok? Now, give me the money for safe keeping.” I nodded and handed over the $300 to Emilio, which he tucked quickly away. He got out of the car and sauntered up to the house/shack. He knocked on the door, and what appeared to be the younger Haitian man opened it. They spoke for about a minute, their Haitian Creole French lilting through the air. I saw them look over at me. The boy nodded and Emilio walked back to the car. “Ok. You can come now. I will wait by the car until you are… finished. Then I will get you back to the ship.” I gulped and got out of the car and followed Emilio back to the front door. He opened it and said, “Have fun!” And winked at me again. Oh yeah- Emilio knew what was going down. I hesitantly walked inside the brother’s home. It was definitely just as run down on the inside, but not cluttered or messy. Both men were standing in the open kitchen/living area space. I stopped midway into the room and we eyed each other up and down. They definitely looked like brothers. Handsome. Both the same build and size. Same skin tone and bone structure. Thin. Wiry. Strong. Decently muscled. Both were shirtless and wearing just shorts. Both were dark… very dark. Obviously they worked in the sun, but their black skin was like ebony. Being from farm country Nebraska, I’d never really had a good opportunity to be with a black man before… let alone two of them. The younger one thrust his chin at me and pointed to a back room. He walked in and I followed. The older brother lit a cigarette and sat down at a chair in the kitchen area. Evidently they were going to take turns, which was probably a good thing. The bedroom was spare to say the least. There was a bare mattress up on some crates, with some crates containing clothes, and not much else. The younger brother walked over and stood next to the bed, waiting motionless. I took that as meaning that I was going to have to initiate things. Which made sense if he was straight and just doing this for a payday. I nervously walked over to him and got on my knees. He looked down at me, expectantly. This is where my nerves went into overdrive and my stomach churned. This was it. The moment of truth, so to speak. Once I started this, there would be no turning back. I took a deep breath to try to steady myself as I made up my mind. My hand shook a bit with adrenaline and anxiety as I reached for the waistband of his shorts. I eased his shorts down over his slim hips. They dropped to the floor, and I was confronted by his flaccid, uncut penis. It was just as dark as the rest of him, with a good amount of foreskin hanging off the end. It was a nice-looking penis, but truth be told, I was kind of hoping for… bigger? I mean, I’d heard the stereotypes about black men and seen the porn videos, so I was ready to be confronted by an anaconda. Still, the dick looked pretty decent in it’s current state. I mean, it was thinner than I expected but hung down a decent amount and pointed to the ground. And the kid had a nice set of low hangers on him. Then I reminded myself that this dick would be the injector of a toxic load, and my own dick started to get hard- which kick started my desires. I leaned forward and took the younger Haitian’s dick into my mouth. He sucked in a sharp breath as my mouth enveloped him. The salty tang of his penis hit instantly as I started to suck and work my tongue around and in the foreskin. At first I was worried that the kid wouldn’t be able to perform. He kind of stayed soft for about a minute. But then, through my oral ministrations, his cock slowly but surely started to swell. And grow. And grow. And fucking GROW. It had been awhile since I’d sucked a dick hard from scratch so I kind of forgot about the concept of show-ers and grow-ers. Most guys I’d been having sex with were already fully boned when we got to the sucking and fucking part. But this one? I had the pleasure of feeling it grow to full size in my mouth, going from suckable to gag inducing by the time he was fully erect. And as for the stereotypes about the island BBC? I’m happy to say it was 100% true. When the kid was at full mast, it had to be over 8 inches. It was two handsworth of dick, plus the head. While maybe not as thick as Diego’s, it was close. I got my poppers out of my fanny pack and hit them in order to deepthroat him. I still gagged profusely as he was just too big for me to effectively manage. My hole was already twitching at the thought of taking this stud cock, and I may have said a silent prayer that my ass could handle it. I sucked the kid a few more minutes to be sure he was good and ready for the main event. Judging by the tangy precum he was leaking, he was pretty ready. He eventually tapped me twice on the back of my head, which I took as the sign he wanted to get in my ass. I stood up and shucked off my shorts and unclipped the fanny pack. I grabbed the lube and started fingering my hole to lube myself up for what was coming. Then I reached over and lubed up the younger Haitian’s cock liberally. He then nudged me toward the mattress, where I got on all fours for him. I hit the poppers again, and tried to relax. Thankfully the kid seemed to know he was bigger than average so he just worked my hole with the head of his dick for a bit. Feeling his raw, poz, black cock nudging into my pucker was making my body tremble with desire. I started to push my hips back to meet his shallow thrusts, and after a few more tries his head popped in me. “Oh!” I exclaimed as I felt his big ol dick start to slowly slide into me. I used my asshole to grip and grab in pulses around his shaft as he slid in. He let out a small moan as I did this. Pretty soon he was inside me most of the way, and I was feeling his head hit deep inside me. Deeper than any cock previously had gone, and it was bumping up against some barrier. There was discomfort as the head of his cock pushed to this point and didn’t seem like it would go further. The kid took this as his cue that he was all the way in, so he started backing out slowly before doing another slow thrust inside. The poppers were now working and my hole was starting to relax. And the warm rush was making me really get into the idea of what was happening. I kept thinking “Ohmigod ohmigod ohmigod! This guy is POZ poz. And inside me raw. And his precum is already coating my guts! This is really HAPPENING!” My dick was rock hard while getting fucked- even with the poppers. Normally I go fairly soft with a cock inside me, as I’m all about my ass when I’m getting railed. But everything about this scene had me cranked to eleven! To his credit, the first Haitian fucked me slow and steady. His tempo didn’t really waiver and I got into the rhythm with my asshole. Using my hole to tighten up occasionally, or relax to see which he liked better. He seemed to like the open hole (probably more like a pussy), so I gave in and let him fuck me loose. I kept hitting poppers and let my mind focus on the fact that I was taking some toxic BBC. It almost didn’t seem real- like I was in some kind of dream instead. Well, after another 10 or 15 minutes of pumping, the kid slowly started to increase the tempo of his thrusts. I was fully into the fuck at this point- my nerves a thing of the past. He also finally grabbed my hips and started pulling my ass back into him to meet his thrusts. His dick was hitting deep at his point, and it was kind of starting to hurt inside me where his head was hitting repeatedly. I just kept hitting poppers knowing what was coming. Literally. I started saying ‘Oh God! Oh God! Oh God!’ each time his cock rammed in. Then for the finale he did a rapid fire short stroking mostly at my hole. I gripped my hole around him to add a bit of friction, and that seemed to do the trick. With a loud moan, he shoved inside me, and it happened. I could feel his cock pulsing and twitching inside my ass as spurt after spurt of his toxic juice started shooting inside me. My brain basically short circuited at that point. “Oh… Oh my… Oh my god… oh fuck,” was about all I could muster as I felt him cumming in me. It’s like I couldn’t quite process it all. I mean, what the fuck had I just done? I willingly let some random, toxic, AIDS cock shoot cum up my ass. And like—it’s IN there now. There’s no going back. The AIDS virus is now definitely inside my guts. And I PAID for it! Holy FUCK I’m a sicko! When the kid stopped cumming, he slowly pulled out of my ass. I reached a finger back to my hole and felt around. Yup, I was wet. I brought the finger to my nose and sniffed. Oh Yeah. It was that unmistakable cum smell. I definitely had his load. My dick jumped and drooled precum onto the bare mattress. The younger brother grabbed his shorts and pulled them up quickly. And without another look at me, he walked out of the room. I stayed on all fours and waited for the next brother, my mind all ajumble. A few minutes later, I heard the older Haitian shuffle into the room. I heard his shorts hit the floor and then felt him grab me semi roughly to haul my head around to face his dick. He was standing next to the bed, hands on his hips, cigarette dangling from his lips, his uncut cock already semi-erect for me. Just from his initial demeanor, I could tell this was going to be a different fuck than the first brother. This Haitian I could tell had seen some shit. There were city miles on him, and up close he looked rougher. More worn out. More pissed off at the world. And the fact that he was already sort of hard let me know that this wasn’t his first gay fuck. I shifted around until I was seated on the edge of the bed. I glanced up at him and he looked down on me with… what was it? Disdain? Hatred? Both? I leaned forward and took him into my mouth. Almost instantly his hand went to the back of my head and he started fucking my mouth- his cock rapidly expanding. And just like his brother, he was hung too. Perhaps even a touch longer. Where the first brother had just a beautiful, straight, decently thick 8, this brother was longer. More than the two hands by a good inch. Slight curve to the right. A thinner cock overall, less foreskin, but a huge, purplish mushroom head with a big fucking piss slit (which I tongued the hell out of). The head of his dick was taut and shiny, the flare of the head incredibly rigid. I reached back and found my poppers and tried to inhale some while he used my mouth- it wasn’t easy but he paused just long enough that I got some inhaled. Thank god, because he was really going to town on my mouth now. His cock jamming into my throat and that fat fucking head was making me gag with every thrust. I never claimed to be a great cocksucker—way too much of a gag reflex. Even with poppers, unless the dick is curved appropriately and not too girthy, I can’t take it. So this Haitian’s massive prong was making me drool and gag and cough up a storm. I nearly vomited. I did my best to put my hands around his dick to mitigate the depth, but he was really having none of it. And by how hard he was, he was definitely enjoying playing ‘gag the fag’. I just held on as best I could and counted the seconds until I was on all fours again. Eventually he released his hold on my head and pushed my shoulder roughly to indicate that it was time. He spit on his fingers and crushed out his cigarette and dropped the butt on the floor. I didn’t think my ass needed any more lube, but I knew his dick did. I managed to find the lube bottle and get the entire length of his cock slicked up, adding more to the head. In the back of my mind I knew this was going to be a rougher fuck, and I hoped my ass could take it. I wasn’t quite ready for how rough. After lubing him up, I wiped my hand on the mattress and grabbed my poppers again. I didn’t even have time to hit them before his fat head was positioned at my hole. Unlike his brother, this one didn’t try to open me up slowly. He just used one hand to aim it, and the other to pull my hips back. Hard. I cried out as he shoved in roughly. Even with the lube and just having been fucked and loaded by his brother, it hurt like a motherfucker! My hole was NOT ready for the onslaught. I quickly huffed poppers as he buried himself in me. Thankfully they worked their magic, allowing me to relax a little for his dick. Just like his brother, he found the deep spot inside me where his head hit a barrier. But unlike his brother, he was undeterred by this. Using slow, short thrusts, he worked his massive head up against that spot again and again and again, and each impact created a dull ache inside me. Deep inside. But then he grabbed my hips firmly and started to push hard against that spot. “Push out,” he grunted in heavily accented English. I did as I was told, and suddenly his cock broke through the barrier with a pop. “Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuck,” I groaned. I’d never felt this before and it was like I ascended to a new level of bottoming. It hurt, but it was also really fucking amazing. I hit the poppers and let him work his dick at that spot for a minute, getting me nice and open. Then he pulled back out, and rammed in hard. This time, his cock went through that barrier, but oof. It hurt. Like being punched hard in the gut. He did this several more times. Each time it hurt and I would cry out with a small “Ahhhhgh!” as he popped in. Then the fucking began in earnest. This Haitian used my guts like his personal punching bag. He pulled mostly out and short stroked me and then would slam home again. And again. And again. Sometimes his dick would pop up inside me deep illiciting a deep moan from me, and sometimes it just punched that area cruelly, causing me to yelp with pain as I tried to scramble away. He kept his hands digging into my hips as he fucked. Eventually he started using all of my cunt—pulling his dick all the way out before punching it past my ring and deep into me. Each thrust inside me was making wet, schlorping noises in my guts, and I knew that it was from his brother’s load pushing around inside me. This made me rock hard to think about, as did the feeling of cum trickling down my balls as I was being ruined. This fuck violently swung from pleasure to pain and back again. Just when I was starting to relax and enjoy it, he’d stab into my guts and cause me to wince. I just kept telling myself ‘You wanted this. You fantasized about being raped and pozzed, and this is probably what it’s like. And every thrust massages that first toxic load into your ass walls, so just enjoy it.’ I gritted my teeth and held on- my dick amazingly still hard through it all. Just when I was about at my limit, this brother thankfully decided it was time for him to cum. He grabbed me roughly and ferociously thrust into me rapid fire and deep. His groin was slapping my ass and I was howling in pain every time his dick hit deep in me. A deep, guttural growl started emanating from the brother as his orgasm built, and then with one more savage thrust he cried out and started unloading. “OH FUCK OH FUCK OH FUCK!” I kept chanting over an over as his big knob pulsed out his charged DNA deep inside me. Deeper than any cum had ever been shot before. I hit more poppers to ride the wave of ecstasy as I was collecting my second, toxic BBC load. A few more rough thrusts as his orgasm subsided, and he yanked his still hard cock roughly from my ass. Cum spattered everywhere as that head pulled the cum out. He then spun me around again and had me clean him off with my mouth. Which I did, but not before looking back toward the door and seeing Emilio standing there, watching. Oh shit! Well, I guess the old gay man knew everything now. Once I’d cleaned the older brother effectively, he too pulled on his shorts, lit up another cigarette and walked out of the room, brushing past Emilio as he left. “Um… you saw that, huh?” I managed to say. “I heard your cries, and I thought I better come investigate to make sure you were ok. You really took his dick well, all things considered.” “I guess so. Hurt like a motherfucker- but I got what I wanted, I guess.” “You think you might be up for another dick?” he asked, rubbing his crotch salaciously. “Watching you boys sort of put me in the mood.” “What? I mean, you sure? I mean… you sure you want to go in me after them?” I ask him, trying to say it without saying ‘it’. “Oh, I don’t mind. Plus, I figure you’re nice and lubed and open now. Which you’re gonna need.” My guts hurt like the devil and my asshole was kind of on fire, but my dick was still hard and having two charged loads in me had my sex drive ratcheted up to maximum cum whore. So why not make this a trifecta. “You sure the brothers won’t mind?” I ask him. “Naw. I checked with the younger one first. And I already gave them their money, so they’re cool with it.” “Alrighty then. But you may have to go a bit easy on me- I’m a bit tender after that last one.” Emilio sauntered over while unfastening his shorts. I could already see the prodigious bulge in the front, going down one leg. As he stood in front of me, I tugged off his shorts and… Holy. Fuck. Biggest fuckin dick I’d ever seen in my life. Ok, maaaaybe some porn dick has been bigger, but I’m honestly not sure. He was mostly hard when I freed him from his shorts, and it sprang up and hit me in the chin. “Damn, Emilio- you are fucking BLESSED!” I said in awe. “Blessed… and cursed. This dick has gotten me into a lot of trouble over the years,” he confided. “I’d welcome that kind of trouble!” I said jealously. “Well- you’re going to be on the receiving end of some of it,” he chuckled. Unlike the Haitians, Emilio was circumsized. And also unlike the Haitians, he was packing about 10 inches. Definitely over 9. In stories later I’ll probably say it was a foot of black dick (which it wasn’t) but damn it was close. And once it got inside me it damn sure felt like a foot of dick. He also had a set of old man balls on him that years of gravity had tugged down to about mid-thigh. I started by sucking him, and he moaned appreciatively as I worked him. He just let me work him at my own pace, not trying to gag me or anything. He knew what a weapon he possessed and he was benevolent with it. Now, the sort of nice thing about Emilio was his dick had a slight downcurve to it. And while it was ridiculously long, it was just pretty much a normal thickness of dick, with a normal sized cock head on it. I remember thinking the head was pinker than I thought it would be. I decided I needed to try deepthroating him, so I got on my knees to get a better angle at it. I hit the poppers, and as the rush started, I aimed him down my throat. To my amazement (and his) I hilted him in my gullet- nose to wiry pubes. I worked my throat a little bit before gagging and disgorging him. He gave out a low whistle. “Damn! It’s been awhile since anyone’s done that to me,” he said. “I think I need this in my ass. Now,” I told him. He got on the bed and lay on his back. “My knees and back ain’t what they used to be. You’re gonna have to ride me,” he told me. And actually I was glad of this. Normally I love taking dick like a bitch in heat. Being on all fours makes it feel less like sex and more like fucking to me. Plus I can arch my back and hit poppers and sort of control things. But a close second is riding a dick. I can control the depth and angle, and the way the dick hits usually makes me super hard. So I was more than happy to squat on Emilio’s massive schlong. I lubed him up prodigiously, and straddled his groin. “Just you you know,” I told him as I positioned his head at my fuckpucker, “Once this goes in, you will own the title as ‘biggest cock I’ve ever taken’.” He laughed. “Kid, I’ve claimed that title so many times from so many others they’re gonna put it on my tombstone.” I hit the poppers once again, and slid him all the way inside in one motion. His dick got to that deep place inside me, and just blew right past it, lodging his head well up inside me. I exhaled and my ass was firmly all the way on his groin. “Record, achieved,” I smiled. And then I got to work. Now, the one thing about riding a dick is that you, as the bottom, are responsible for all the work. I mean, I was having to lift myself up and lower myself back down to work his massive meat. And that’s a lot of lifting and lowering because of his length. But the side benefit of him being so huge is that I was getting a massive long stroke and deep dicking. And unlike the last fuck, Emilio’s cock was just gliding past the tough spot inside me- by a couple inches. Which caused wave after wave of pleasure. Even though my legs and thighs were kind of burning, I was getting stroked on the inside like never before. “Mmmm, I can feel their loads inside you,” Emilio said, his eyes rolling back. “Feels so wet on my dick!” “You sure you don’t mind?” I asked again as I rode him, cum leaking out of my ass. “Because…” “Because they’re HIV positive?” he said. “You know?” I asked, pausing with his cock buried inside me. “Oh yeah. I’m the one that found them for you,” he said matter of factly. “What?” “Diego told me you wanted to get knocked up, so I asked around a bit and found the brothers for you. I hope one of their loads takes and you go home with a nice, dirty Haitian baby.” “Fuuuuuuuuuuck,” I moaned. He knew just what to say. “And you’re not worried about going after them?” “Naw, I’m poz too. It’s all good.” “You are??” I asked, my pulse racing. “Like I said, my dick got me into a lot of trouble in my younger days. I was hooking and fucked LOTS of people. Guys and girls. And I never liked condoms cuz they make me go limp. You can only play with fire for so long before something happens.” “FUCK that’s hot!” I exclaim. “Does Diego know?” “Who the hell do you think pozzed him?” This made my dick so hard and I started bouncing up and down on Emilio again like the fucking Pixar lamp. His cum slick dick was gliding in and out so well and the curve was hitting so good inside that it was starting to build me to another hand’s free orgasm. “Do you still escort?” I asked him as I rode him. “Not as much as I did, but yeah. Sometimes swingers show up on the cruises and do the whole ‘upside down pineapple’ thing. And then Diego will float the idea that he knows a well-endowed guy. You would not believe the number of husbands that think they want to watch their wives get fucked by some Big Black Island Cock.” “Oh my god!” I groan. “That is so goddamn HOT! They let you cum in their wives??” “Like the cucks have a choice. Most of the time they go in with the idea it will be hot watching. But then the men see how big I am and how much their wives are getting off on it, and they realize they’ll never be enough again. And they’ll get mad when their bitches are begging for my load. I’ve had a couple guys cry after I flooded their wife’s cunts. One guy punched me after- but then ate my load out of her.” “Do you tell them you’re poz?” “Nope,” he says with an evil grin. “Oh fuuuuuck,” I manage as I start riding him with gusto. I can feel Emilio inside me and he’s rock hard. I am working him with every inch of my ass and I’m trying to squeeze and work my hole on this prong. “I’m getting close to nutting,” I gasp. “I need you to charge me up. Please.” “Keep going, kid. I’m so close,” he moans. I redouble my efforts and I feel my own orgasm starting to boil. My nuts are tightening up and I have that familiar tension peaking in my abdomen. “Oh God, I’m gonna bust!” I cry, just as my load starts rocketing from me. The first volley hits Emilio right in the face. This, along with my anal spasms pushes him right over the edge. He grabs my hips and buries his bone as deep as he can inside me as I continue to empty my balls. As he starts to cum, I think I can see god. The feeling of that much dick launching yet another poz load in me has me out of my mind with pleasure. I’m speaking in tongues. My vision actually fuzzes out a bit- probably from the vigorous leg work to get him off and also from the heavy hits of poppers. Eventually I sort of come back to myself and I’m leaning over him, smiling. “Jesus Christ that was incredible!” I tell Emilio. “That’s what they all say, kiddo,” he smirks. “Well, if that doesn’t get me pregnant, I don’t know what will.” “It might. I’m not exactly undetectable. Just ask Diego. And you got a week’s worth somewhere just south of your spleen.” I laughed. “He wants me to give him details when I get back to the ship. You ok with me sharing everything?” “Oh sure. He contacted me because he thought I might be up for pozzing you up. But I wasn’t really feeling up for the challenge, until I saw Eduardo beating up your guts. That turned me on something fierce.” I lifted myself off Emilio. The long pullout of his massive rod was delicious. I made sure to tighten up my hole as best I could in order to keep all that cum inside me. We each got dressed and made our exit from the brother’s place. The older brother was nowhere to be seen, but the younger one smiled shyly and nodded in thanks as we left. We hopped back in Emilio’s car and headed back to port. Once onboard the ship, I found Diego and told him that I had ‘loads’ to tell him about. He smirked and said he was happy everything worked out and that he’s stop by later. I was still full of all that charged semen when Diego put his load into me after hearing all of the sordid details of my Island adventure. The remaining couple days on the cruise passed uneventfully, with one parting fuck from Diego. And then I was off and winging my way back to the middle of nowhere, USA. Diego gave me his cell number and asked for me to keep him posted if I got pregnant. Well, about a week or so after I got back, I came down with a nasty case of ‘the flu’. When I finally returned to the office, Karen swung by my cube and doted on me a little. “I’m so sorry you got sick. You must have picked up a bug on that cruise,” she said all concerned. “Yeah, I hear those ships can be floating petri dishes. But I still had loads of fun, especially in the Dominican Republic,” I assured her.

SINGLE CHAPTER My name is Paul, I live in Brazil, and I've always had a fetish for poz men. I met a man on Tinder named Rodrigo. We started talking, exchanged phone numbers and some nudes. When the weekend arrived, we arranged to meet at a shopping mall on Sunday. We met, we got along well, then he invited me to his apartment, which wasn't very far away. When we arrived, I thought we were going to have sex right away, but he made me sit on the living room sofa and continued talking about random things. That made me feel discouraged, and I immediately wanted to go home. But when I said I needed to leave, he finally started kissing me. We made out a lot, until we started taking our clothes off. “I want you,” he said. “I want you to fuck me,” I replied. We continued kissing and having a great time. I could feel every pore of him desiring my body, our hands feeling each other's muscles through our clothes. My body desired every inch of his body; he pressed against me with that defined stomach, and with a considerable bulge in his underwear, which was hard as a diamond, and I reciprocated in the same way. He ran his hands over my chest, down to my hips and back, driving me crazy with lust. He made me want him more with each touch. Suddenly he grabbed me by the waist, bringing my body closer to his, and began to caress my penis with his own through our underwear. I was already desperate with lust and thought that if he touched my penis, I would instantly ejaculate. Rodrigo threw me onto the sofa, pulled down my underwear, and I could see that imposing member in front of me. It was all white, with a pink head, the foreskin covering it, leaving only the tip exposed. The veins were well-defined, and the huge cock pulsed like a heart. It was quite hairy at the base, large and thick. I don't know what came over me, but I knew I wanted that whole cock in my mouth. I knelt in front of him and started sucking, a little awkwardly. “Yeah, suck my cock,” Rodrigo said. I gave that guy a great blowjob, he asked me to sit back down on the couch, and he started sucking on my nipples. He was possessed by lust, he took off my underwear and went down on my cock. As soon as he took it in his mouth, the orgasm was inevitable, and I ejaculated all over his face and mouth. I had never seen so much cum come out of my cock, I gave the guy a bath, and he took my cock and rubbed it on his face, his chest and his mouth, until my cock was completely clean. Incredibly, my cock didn't go soft, always pointing upwards, and the guy went back to giving me a blowjob. Because he sucked so masterfully, I yelled: “You fucking faggot, what a mouth you have, you were born to suck cock. That's it, suck this whole cock, that's what you like, get more milk from your man, suck my balls, put it all in your mouth.” And every time he spoke, the better the man sucked me. He sucked my balls and, while playing with them, started running his little finger over my asshole. I was writhing with lust. Rodrigo stopped sucking my balls, lifted my legs, and left my little hole completely exposed, then gave my hole a deep suck, and I yelled: “You bastard, what a fucking mouth you have, you're driving me crazy with it.” “Let's go to the bedroom,” Rodrigo said. I followed him to a room next to the living room. In the center of the room was a simple double bed with white sheets. Rodrigo pushed me onto it, lying on top of me and starting to kiss me. Instinctively, I wrapped my legs around his body. Rodrigo reached for my hole and started fucking my ass with two fingers. I was already surrendered to the anal pleasure he was giving me, and since his fingers weren't filling me as much as I wanted, I yelled: “Put that fucking cock inside me and tear my ass apart, you son of a bitch!” He then positioned the head of his cock at my entrance and shoved it all in at once. I saw stars from the pain. I let out a scream, and with his cock fully inside, he kissed my ear and said: “Didn't you want my cock inside you? Now you'll have to take it.” I tried to relax and get used to the foreign body inside me, and I was willing to make that hot guy cum with my gaping holes. The pain subsided and I started to move. That was the green light he wanted, so he started with a slow back and forth, giving it a little shake, so I could get used to it. After a while, he started with strong, alternating thrusts. Then he would pull his whole cock out, making me feel empty, and put it all in at once, eliciting deep sighs. Rodrigo placed one of my feet on his chest and took the other to his mouth, sucking my toes while he pounded his cock into my ass. While he was fucking my ass frantically, I rubbed the sole of my foot on his face. He licked it, and fucked harder. I started thinking about how that hot man was inside me. That delicious cock I'd wanted to swallow minutes before was now entirely inside my ass. Rodrigo was incredibly horny, desperately wanting me; I could feel it through his breath and the things he said. "What a hot ass you have," he repeated. "It feels so good." I relaxed more and more, then I began to feel an absolute pleasure rising and taking over my entire body. He had started thrusting inside me, eating my ass faster and harder, in a movement that was driving us both to ecstasy. He lay on top of me, his torso rubbing against my stomach. His cock was going all the way in and almost completely out, deep and strong. I smelled his perfume, I felt his uncontrollable desire. He kissed me, kissed my neck. And I, who thought I wouldn't be able to take it, now wanted it to never end. My cock rubbed hard against him, hard and dripping. Meanwhile, Rodrigo was tireless, thrusting his enormous cock inside me with the same vigor he had begun with. His stamina was otherworldly; any man would have already come, but he endured minutes and minutes of that intense fucking. Suddenly, he pulled his penis out of me and lay down beside me. I found that quite strange, because neither of us had come yet. "I was almost there," he explained. "And why didn't you come?" I asked. "It's dangerous to come like that without a condom," the man said. I found that super weird, because he had been fucking me without a condom for quite a while. So I said: "I don't have any diseases, there's no danger." Then Rodrigo looked at me, still panting, and said: "The danger isn't in you, it's in me. If I cum inside you, I'll probably give you HIV." That statement made my cock throb, and luckily, Rodrigo didn't see it. I'd dreamed of this forever; I had unprotected sex at every opportunity and considered myself a chaser. But I could see in his face that his concern was genuine and that he wouldn't intentionally give me HIV if I asked. "That's not a problem for me, I take Prep," I lied. "You take it?" he asked. "Yes, you can cum inside me without worrying. I want you to breed me, Rodrigo. Impregnate me. I want your cum inside me." The man didn't think twice; he climbed on top of me again, put my legs over his shoulders, and thrust inside me again with a single stroke. His hunger was so big that it hurt, but I didn't say anything. "Do you want me to cum inside you?" he asked. "I do," I replied. "Then ask for it," he said. "Cum inside me, impregnate me, breed me. Give me your load, your babies." Rodrigo started thrusting harder and harder. Rodrigo's breathing became even heavier, his body began to contract, and his moans grew louder and deeper. He roared with his cock rammed into my ass, and soon I felt his cock throbbing inside me. His roars intensified, his body began to spasm. Then I felt my ass being completely filled by his jets of cum. While he was cumming inside me, he moaned so loudly that I thought someone would knock on his apartment door. Seeing and feeling the moment, I couldn't contain myself and ejaculated my own cum on my stomach. He kept his cock buried inside me, kissing and panting until his dick softened and slipped out of my completely ravaged ass. Rodrigo was completely exhausted and sweaty, his cock smeared with the very semen he had ejaculated inside me. We lay there for a long time, side by side, the bed disheveled from our fucking, just caressing and kissing each other. After that, Rodrigo and I dated for almost two months, until we argued and broke up. He never mentioned condoms again and always came inside me, without worrying about his status. When we broke up, I got tested and found out I was HIV positive. I never told him anything, and to this day he doesn't know he pozzed me. I don't regret it, because he was the right person for it, even if he didn't know it. A few weeks ago, he texted me saying he missed me. Our fight was pretty complicated, and I don't think we have a chance of getting back together. But I miss that dick and the sex, which was really great. What would you do in my place?

To me, this only reinforces the frailty of "knowledge" re: hiv and the lesser bugs. My hiv doc told me to take PrEP daily, and Pep for 3 consecutive days after "unprotected" (read raw) sex, and that's what I do. The medical doctors are the ones that are supposed to know what to do and how to do it. I will say that I haven't picked up one of the lesser bugs for quite a while - for what that's worth. Three, four times a year seems almost laughable, were it not so crucial to our very nature, well-being. Are we supposed to only fuck guys 3 or 4 times a year ???

me too. it was the Steamworks in Berkeley about 15 years ago and it was my boss's boss on the other side of the GH.. He had a nice fat cock and shot a huge load down my throat. he never knew it was me but i know it was him as i cracked open the cubicle door as he was leaving his booth and got a good look.

Sydney, Australia. . Thursday, 20th November 2025, 5.36am....Just sucked a 6.5" cut cock for 47 minutes before he blow into my mouth & onto my chest. I'll wear part of his load on my chest for the day....OINK

Welcome, new members. We hope to hear more from each of you on any number of the varied topics. It's your choice, of course. Some guys are chasing, some aren't. It's a weighty decision, and you might want to get some medical advice before you actually decide. There are social-services agencies that will keep your personal information private, and dispense both PrEP and Pep, if you decide to take those steps. Just make sure to really think things through, know yourself, and then jump into the pigpen with the rest of us. Welcum !!!

yeees this one! SUPER! Thank you my love!