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Beautiful writing….. exploring the needs and desires….. beautiful…. And SO fucking hot and erotic …..

Dan stood in the bathroom, toothbrush in hand, his reflection in the mirror showing a mix of determination and nervousness. He took a deep breath, the cool tiles beneath his feet grounding him as he began the meticulous task of scrubbing the lining of his ass, following Jason’s instructions to the letter. Each stroke of the toothbrush was deliberate, the bristles scraping against his insides, a ritualistic preparation for what was to come. The bathroom smelled of mint and disinfectant, a stark contrast to the heady scent of poppers that would soon cloud his senses. He finished scrubbing, and snapped a picture of the toothbrush with his phone, the bristles glistening pink under the harsh bathroom light. With a tap of his thumb, he sent the photo to Jason as he had been instructed, a silent confirmation of his readiness. The anticipation hung heavy in the air, a tangible weight pressing against his chest. “You sure about this right, Dan?” Jason’s text arrived, a mix of challenge and encouragement. “Yeah,” Dan typed, despite the flutter in his chest. “I’m sure.” In truth, he was sure. He appraised himself with a certain sense of detachment. Since the last encounter with Jimmy some switch had flipped in his brain. Whether he should or not, he was going to get pozzed. There was no longer any question about it. Once that happened, anticipation had overtaken fear or shame as his primary motivator. Six weeks had gone by and it was now unlikely he was protected by his own previous PrEP or by Jason and Jimmy's meds. He was going to go over and take their toxic cum. It was as if he no longer had any choice in the matter. A little while later, Dan arrived in the apartment, the key to the locked box clutched in his hand. Jason and Jimmy were lounging on the couch, their eyes immediately locking onto him, their expressions a mix of wonder and worry. The box sat on the kitchen counter, its contents—Dan's PrEP, their meds—a reminder of how they had gotten to this point. With a smirk, he unlocked the box, tossed his own PrEP in the garbage, slammed it shut and locked it again. “I’ll never need those again,” he declared, his voice firm. “You’ll only get your meds back when I test poz.” Jason raised an eyebrow, a sly grin spreading across his face. “Bold move, Dan. You sure you’re ready for what comes next?” “I’ve never been more sure,” Dan replied, his heart pounding with a mix of fear and excitement. Jimmy leaned forward, his green eyes glinting with mischief. “Then let’s make it official. Get the camera ready, Jason. We’re gonna document this transformation.” Jason nodded, grabbing the camera and setting it up on a tripod, the red recording light blinking like a malevolent eye. Dan stood in the center of the room, his body tense but willing. "Take your clothes off for us Dan," Jason said. Dan did as he was instructed as Jason and Jimmy took off what little they had been wearing and started stroking their cocks. Dan was rock hard. "Sit back on the sofa, raise your legs and show us your hole," Jimmy instructed. Dan did as he was told. He spread his cheeks, exposing his hole to the camera, the act both humiliating and exhilarating. "Tell us what you want that hole to become," Jason said. “I want this to be a poz pussy,” Dan proclaimed, his voice loud and clear. "Tell us what you're going to turn into," Jimmy uttered. Dan smirked and said, “I’m gonna be a poz slut.” The words hung in the air, a declaration of his new identity. Jason and Jimmy exchanged a glance, their smirks widening as they moved closer, their presence enveloping him like a warm, suffocating blanket. “On your knees, Dan,” Jimmy commanded, his voice rough with intent. Dan obeyed without hesitation, changing his position on the couch his eyes fixed on Jimmy’s crotch. He reached out, his fingers trembling slightly as he stroked Jimmy's shaft, revealing his thick, uncut cockhead. Dan’s mouth watered as he leaned in, his tongue flicking over Jimmy’s balls, savoring the salty taste of his skin. "Thank Jimmy for making toxic cum in those balls Dan," Jason muttered. “Thank you,” Dan whispered, his breath hot against Jimmy’s groin. “Thank you for going toxic. Thank you for making me toxic.” Jimmy’s hand tangled in Dan’s hair, guiding his mouth to his cock. Dan sucked eagerly, his lips wrapping tightly around the shaft, his tongue swirling around the sensitive head. Jason stood behind him, his presence a silent reminder of the role he would soon play. “Switch,” Jason ordered, his voice cutting through the haze of desire. Dan turned his attention to Jason, his mouth working just as fervently, his hands gripping Jason’s hips as he worshipped his balls and cock. The room was filled with the sounds of heavy breathing and wet sucking, the air thick with anticipation. Jimmy’s fingers traced down Dan’s back, lingering at his hole before pushing inside, his nails scratching the sensitive flesh raw. Dan gasped, the pain mingling with pleasure as Jason fed him poppers. As the poppers took effect, Dan's mind became a euphoric fog. Jason dropped the poppers next to Dan's hand. "You will probably need a lot of these," Jason said, "we're going to fuck you hard to make sure your ass lining is ready to accept our virus." Dan nodded. “Ready for us, Dan?” Jason asked, his voice low and dangerous. “Yes,” Dan moaned, his body aching with need. “Fuck me. Poz me. Make me toxic.” Jason and Jimmy didn’t hesitate. They took turns, their cocks thrusting into Dan’s hole with relentless force, their voices rough with intent. “We’re pozzing you, Dan,” Jimmy growled, his hips snapping forward. “You’re gonna be our poz slut.” “Yes,” Dan whimpered, his body trembling with each thrust. “More. Please, more.” At a certain point, Dan was riding Jimmy's cock cowboy style, Jimmy thrusting up as he pulled Dan's hips roughly down to meet his. As Jimmy pounded into him, Jason lined up behind, his cock pressing against Dan’s entrance. Dan’s eyes widened as he felt the stretch, his body welcoming the invasion. He had never been double penetrated before. He took a huge hit of poppers as he felt his ass stretching beyond what it had ever done. As the poppers washed over him, he found himself delighting in the pleasure of being fucked by two cocks at the same time despite the pain. It was fantastic. “Cum in me,” Dan whispered, his voice desperate. “Make me toxic. Fill me with your seed.” The camera captured every moment, the red light blinking like a heartbeat. Jimmy’s grip tightened on Dan’s hip, his thrusts becoming more urgent, his breath coming in ragged gasps. Jason's eyes locked onto Jimmy’s, his own breath hitching as he anticipated the moment that would change everything. Jimmy’s face contorted, his body tensing as he teetered on the edge. Dan’s heart raced, his body aching with anticipation, the tension in the room palpable. "Take my toxic cum slut," Jimmy howled, thrusting deep inside. The throbbing of Jimmy's cock triggered Jason's orgasm as well. The two tops slowly caught their breath. Jason withdrew his cock from Dan's ass and went to find an ass plug. When he returned, he slowly guided Dan off Jimmy's dick, scooped up all the cum that had fallen out back into Dan's hole and used his fingernails to rough Dan's insides up a little more. Then he slid in the plug. Dan cleaned Jimmy's and Jason's cocks in turn, noticing the metallic tang mixed with cum and ass juice, assuming this was his blood. "Have you guys ever not succeeded in pozzing someone after this stage?" he asked. "No," Jason smiled, "we've been 100% successful. Sometimes it takes a month or two, but we'll get you there Dan, we'll get you there." The three of them made out for a while as Jason and Jimmy ran their hands over Dan's body. Dan felt strangely at peace with himself, waiting for what was to come.

Beautiful story….

Damn - very hot story…, hopefully just the first of several chapters…..

Be really careful. At one time, I "kept" a cumdump for a few years. The 'cumdump" part was glorious - but he had a little secret (drugs) that he managed to keep from me for quite a while. While it's not my business who takes what, it does become my business when they live in my house. Things went missing when I wasn't around (apparently tricks with sticky fingers), and the drug addiction made him more and more unreliable. A ton of fun while it lasted, it didn't end badly - but it did end. Just be sure you know who the guy really is.

Thanks for your erudite and detailed commentary. I guess we'll have to agree to disagree re: the racism situation; I don't believe that completely dealt with, as it should be by now. I didn't compare Obama to Harris intellectually, since there's no comparison to be made. The way I see it, The choice McCain made for Veep was a ridiculous choice, considering some of Palin's public utterances. Obama is/was far more intellectually adept, and won the election based on his estimable abilities. To your point about national origin, unless one happens to be of Native American descent, we're all either immigrants, or descendants of immigrants. Some "emigration" was by choice, of course, but for far too many it was anything but. As to the "gay" quotient in public service, as the public education system continues to churn out poorly-prepared graduates, the brightest potential leaders that happen to be gay are more and more acceptable (so long as they're "regular" persons, and not "flaming" gays. That might be attributable to less discriminating public policy advocated by Liberals, as opposed to those who espouse racialized ideals re: who is most able among us. I don't see the point: for too many Americans, she's black: for too many Caucasian Americans, that's all it took/takes. Folks who make judgements about others based on racialized preconceptions and nothing else don't need any other qualifier. Actively being publicly "racist" has diminished in the US, thankfully, but that doesn't mean that underachieving Americans have stopped carrying that depravity within themselves. The "ICE" raids on Home Depot's and the like across the country have proven that Caucasians are far more likely to be ignored, while Americans with a certain degree of melanin-content in their skin make the racism current, obvious, and deplorable. We - as a polyglot of immigrants - have still not completely irradicated that curse. Agreed, and it appears the situation was worse than we thought ... until that most regrettable debate. I don't know anything more than anyone else about medically-caused deterioration, but whatever it is, all of us saw it clearly, bluntly, and obviously. The person Biden was debating had/has nothing whatsoever to do with that. I have come to believe that everyone in the Biden Administration was anguished by his abrupt decline, and did their best to "cover" for him. The fact that he insisted on running again only brought the medical issues to the fore. And, in a lighter vein: Yeah, but one is clearly a Top and the other isn't. Apparently, Studebaker-ville produces more Tops than Conway, SC. Thanks for your most interesting and cogent thoughts. It's the exchange of ideas, perceptions, beliefs like this that I most enjoy here on BZ.

Philadelphia isn't in the FBI statistical report that was the basis of the US News list. FWIW, the FBI has this to say about ranking the list: https://ucr.fbi.gov/crime-in-the-u.s/2010/crime-in-the-u.s.-2010/caution-against-ranking

Will be there for the October date 😈☣️

Here ya go! Enjoy!

Yeah im proud of my skinny pig 🐷 jeans feels great wearing it and that smell… make me feel instantly a cum seeking whore and I love being a whore

I’m nervous but looking to get into really enjoying being fucked. I barely even get hard during it and when I do cum nowadays it’s basically dry. I need a real man to help me out. Can’t always host but can travel a little. In the Marlboro/Hudson area. Message me here and I’ll happily share my number.

cruising on sniffies in Wisconsin, I was hosting, another guess needing to be fucked... he saw I was positive, undetectable in my profile but was hoping to get pozzed.

great story.

Love it!

Really !!! I thought he was a committed Christian ..... apparently not!