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I've learned the same as you, I been in BZ JAIL before.

**This is a work of fantasy and fiction. Any similarity to anyone living or dead is purely coincidental. Nothing in this work should be construed as medical advice in any way** My previous story “The Ten” in intertwined with this story. You can read that here: [think before following links] https://breeding.zone/topic/77207-the-ten/ CHAPTER 7: “AT LAST…IT HAD TO BE HIM” Matthew Hill, MD and the nurse from his practice, Keith, who featured prominently in the airplane dream Dr. Hill had, waited by the baggage carousel for Dr’s bags. Matthew had met his handsome nurse and poz alpha predator Keith at the airport and blurted out what Keith had longed to hear – that it was Keith’s powerful strain of HIV that the young doctor wanted to get him over the line. Keith had waited a long time to hear that – ever since he fucked the young med student through the glory hole at the infamous bathhouse back in college. Oh, Keith knew who he was fucking then, and he knew who Matthew was when he went for the nursing job in his office. He took special pleasure and pride in pozzing up the ones who initially resisted…it was a personal challenge to him to break down the defenses and to get his infected seed deep up a guy’s hole and into the bloodstream where it can flourish. Turning guys poz was an indescribable and hedonistic delight, and once poz, as every member of The Ten finds out, it becomes a basic necessity to spread the gift of HIV as often as possible, to as many as possible. Keith, and all of The Ten, was part of that new community of poz brothers, impelled by sheer biological need to replicate their viral status. And spreading it was something Keith was especially good at, as evidenced by the 7 dark X’s tattoed across his furry belly. He was pozfather to at least 70 guys already but this latest endeavor with Matthew would be extra special for him. “I don’t know, “Matthew began, still waiting for the bags to arrive, and after a few moments of an uncomfortable silence, “it doesn’t make sense medically, but maybe I was waiting somehow for you to be the one.” He leaned in close to Keith who wrapped his muscular hairy arms around the young doctor and whispered to him “I know I’ve been waiting….all this time so conflicted – wanting you to go poz from one of the other guys, but at the same time, hoping against hope you’d have to come to me to make it happen. And now it will happen.” Finally, they gathered up the luggage and went out to Keith’s car parked in the airport garage, but instead of the front seats, they both headed for the back seats. Keith was going to plant the poz flag into Matthew’s ass right here and now, in the parking garage. His thick cock strained against his jeans and as Matthew undid the button-fly and released the pozzing tool, the 0g PA glistened in the faint light of the parking garage. As Matthew went to get in the back seat of the car, Keith interrupted him: “Change of plans - no, not in the car - up against that column!” pointing to a cement pillar. The young doctor did as he was told and leaned up against the pillar, dropping his trousers and exposing his round little hole for the poz predator man about to inseminate him. “Risky fucking is so much more hot, I’m gonna seed you all over town, starting here in this garage,” Keith said, as cars passed by on their way to parking spaces, the two men fucking in the corner, only partially shielded by the other vehicles. If anyone came to claim their car in the vicinity of the pair of writhing sex gods, they’d get quite an eyeful and earful, as Keith plunges his pierced toxic AIDS-gun deep inside Matthew’s hole, a deep and violent hip thrust accompanying the entry into the young doctor’s pussy. “Yeah, I got a three-day load saved up…it’s been years since I went more than a few hours without spreading my seed…ever since I pozzed up, you just need to breed and replicate. But I held off for you, Matthew” Keith exclaimed, pistoning his fat poz dick in and out of the doctor’s hole. “Getting close, whore,” he said as his breathing heightened and Matthew’s moans of pleasure and pain filled the stagnant air of the garage. Keith unloaded his massive three-day load of HIV deep up the doctor’s cunt, slamming his body against the cold concrete column. It was only after a few more minutes of grinding and thrusting that Keith withdrew the pozzing tool, dripping with lube and a few drops of toxic seed, some of which was from Solomon, the motel clerk, and Mitch Greene from Boston, which fell onto the dirty garage floor. Matthew saw this and got down and licked the drops of precious semen off the dirty, oil-stained garage floor. This surprised even a pozzing pro like Keith, who admired the young doctor’s dedication in not wasting a drop of the viral prize. As the two disentangled themselves and pulled their clothes back on, a round of applause rang out and they turned around to see 2 older guys, each around 70, wheeling luggage behind them, and obviously a long-term couple, smiling and one saying to the other: “Remember, Bill, when we were pigs like that!” and they went on their way. Getting back into the car, the two of them exited the garage, Matthew’s head resting in Keith’s lap and reaching a hand into Keith’s unzipped shorts and holding the poz penis that Matthew knew would bring him into the beautiful brotherhood of poz men seeded and pozzed by The Ten, which had chapters all over the world now. How many men the world over have been impregnated with HIV by The Ten, Matthew wondered as Keith silently drove. Few words were exchanged, but Matthew and Keith already felt the deep bond of chaser and pozzer. Keith drove on, and eventually arrived at the next pozzing spot he had planned – the old bathhouse where over 10 years’ prior, Keith first fucked and bred Matthew through a glory hole – the special glory hole that local chasers knew, and still know, is where you go for a toxic load of cum in one’s hole. And so it was in less than 15 minutes later that Keith deposited the second enormous load of toxic poz cum deep up the cunt of his employer, Dr. Matthew Joon Hill. But of course, for a alpha poz predator like Keith, 2 fucks was never gonna be enough, especially after waiting 3 days to unload, which might not be a long time for most guys, but for a poz predator breeding machine like Keith, it felt like an eternity. After a brief rest in their shared tiny compartment at the sex club, Keith led Matthew to an open area where live sex shows would occasionally be held. Propping him on the fuck bench with his hole, already laden with two HIV loads, was exposed for the gathered clientele to see. Keith made an announcement that brought all the men over to where they were. “Hi boys, I’m gonna fuck and breed my boyfriend here with a big poz load of cum. You’re free to use his mouth if you want, but his hole is for me and me alone, so we know for sure I’m the one who upgrades that ass to poz status!” With that, men formed a line at Matthew’s mouth and by the time Keith had gotten his cock into the hole for the 3rd time today and started to thrust, Matthew had already taken 3 loads of stranger cum in his mouth. The mouth assault continued as Keith neared his inevitable poz climax and with heaving thrusts and loud bellows, he loaded the young doctor up with a third unmedicated volley of poz seed, while Matthew’s mouth worked overtime to serve the row of men lined up. He took 12 loads of rando cum down his throat to match the 3 AIDS-brews Keith dumped in his hole. “Thanks, guys,! Keith called out as the last man, an elder Daddy of about 80, shuddered and shook and shot his load into the doctor’s mouth. “Show’s over,” gotta get this whore home and continue the breeding program!” Once they got back to Keith’s apartment, he threw Matthew onto the bed. “Yeah, whore, all that risky sex gets me so fucking hot,” Keith remarked, pulling down Matthew’s trousers and opening up his legs to reveal a well-worn hole, beads of sweat and cum clinging to the lightly furry opening. Keith dove his tongue deep into the cunt of his prey, now a perfect O-shaped repository for his viral, unmedicated AIDS-seed. His fat pierced cock growing to full-mast yet again, Keith plunged it up the doctor’s worn out pussy and resumed the deep, methodical unmerciful pillaging of Matthew’s insides, more HIV-laden pre-cum already flowing from Keith’s engorged cockhead into the young doctor’s negative hole, and then soon followed by yet more cumsplosions of virus deep up the doctor’s guts. Keith added a few more deep thrusting motions for good luck and as he withdrew, he replaced his dripping pozzing tool with a buttplug to keep all the beautiful HIV jizz inside the young doctor, soaking into his bloodstream. Keith felt like finally, after literally hundreds of loads from scores of toxic poz men, that his employer, the young doctor, would finally see 2 bright red lines on the home test in three weeks, and finally see an official lab confirmation a few days after that. But he was having too much fun impregnating the young doctor, once such a fierce condom and “safe-sex” advocate, and doing so in all sorts of risky places: One night they snuck into their old college dormitory, now co-ed, after being male-only when they were in school. The showers on the 4th floor was where Keith got pozzed way back over 10 years ago by Ric and/or Mateo. He remembered those days fondly, for the thrill of his chase, while not as long as Matthew’s was today, still gave him such excitement even after all these years. Once Keith did poz up, the virus was near-unstoppable inside him in the quest to be spread to as many men as Keith could. That night in the glory hole where he first bred Matthew he remembered fondly, as that was the first sex after he got over his fuck flu. His strain was especially virulent so soon after infection, and he fucked and bred 5 guys that night, the young med student Matthew being the last one. Oh, he knew who Matthew was then -- he was the one Ric and Mateo couldn’t get to, and it filled him with devilish glee that his poz cum was first up inside the young Matthew and not his makers Ric and Mateo. After the escapade back at the dorm showers, he dragged Matthew out to the track oval and in the dim light of 2am, fucked him and sent another AIDS-armada deep up Matthew’s cunt, right there in the open. Was anyone watching? Keith didn’t care. His bug demanded to be spread, where and when it wanted. And more risky encounters followed: The back of the abandoned mall, the restroom of a fancy restaurant, the aerial tram up the mountain from Palm Springs…guys coming down the mountain in the other tram got an eyeful and broke into cheers and applause as they passed the two men writhing and fucking suspended in the air. By this time, Keith had been inseminating Matthew a few times per day for several weeks. The big “retirement from pozzing” party for Eric in Lake Tahoe was coming up and Keith knew his BF (for they were BFs by now), would surely get many toxic loads there. Poz disruptors like Randy, Sir Mack, 5-shot Frankie and others were all going to be there…but he was determined to be the pozzer of Matthew and so when Dr. Matthew Hill came down with flu-like symptoms and took to bed for a few days, Keith smiled with pride at his handiwork, which they later confirmed with the home test and two bright lines! “Thank you, thank you!” was all the young doctor, laden with 102F fever and chills could say as Keith stroked his hair and fed him chicken soup. Their bond complete, Keith and Matthew went from being “Doctor and Nurse,” or ‘Employer/Employee,” to lifelong partners. So when the Tahoe weekend rolled around, Keith brought along Matthew and they pretended Matthew was still negative…they’d spring the happy news of the poz test at the end of the weekend, so Keith could claim his prize. Matthew spent the Tahoe weekend being passed around and used at will by the gang of poz toxic men. He was thrilled to take repeated loads from his friends Sir Mack and Frankie as well as the original pozfather of this group of The Ten, Eric the tattoo artist, and his patient Randy, now joined to Matthew as poz brothers carrying Keith’s potent HIV seed inside them. On the final night of rampant fucking, Keith announced to all there that the young doctor got his positive results and proudly displayed the 3 home tests they took. They handed one of them to Eric, for Matthew Hill had decided his first poz-centric tattoo would be one of the test kit with it’s 2 bright red lines, the lines being barbed-wire and pointy, a few tiny drops of blood dripping from them. All the assembled pozzers broke out in applause at Matthew’s conversion and he and Keith left Tahoe and all the way back to L.A. in the car, they hardly said anything, but their connection and bond was unmistakable. Matthew’s conversion was long – years and years, actually, with hundreds of poz-toxic loads in the process, from many men. He surmised it had actually begun by knowing Ric and Mateo all those years ago in college – the seed being planted in his mind, if not his hole. A few weeks later, a beautiful “Happy Father’s Day” card arrived in the mail for Keith, from Ric and Mateo, living their best poz life on the ranch. Circles closed and completed, with new ones forming - the poz brotherhood and Matthew continued on in his thriving medical practice serving out, proud, poz men - some on meds, some not, he understood now the pull of poz, having experienced it for himself. Naturally, Keith and now Matthew continued to poz up chasers at will, bringing more and more men into the wonderful poz brotherhood. It made him a much better doctor, and he and Keith worked side-by-side in the practice for years to come, in love and proudly POZ. THE END

Oh wow - now that really has notched things up another gear again... poor Chad... 😈🤣

Can't wait for the next chapter...

Was a few months ago. Met a 30-something latino guy at his apartment. He said he likes to fuck raw but I asked him if he could wear a condom since I wasn't on PreP at the time. When I got there, I started blowing him. I saw the condom on his bed side table. Not long after, we were ready to fuck. He spinned me around doggy, lubed up his cock and started rubbing it against my crack. I was so horned up, I never asked him to put the condom on when he started to slide in. 20 minutes later, after a rough pounding, he shot his load inside me.

Woah that deserves all my attention 😛

I'm now in my late 20's, but have been meeting older men since I was 19. I have met men 50+, several over 60. So widest age gap would be about 45+ years. I prefer to fuck with more mature men, they seem to know what they are doing and know what they want.

On Wednesday I met a leather dom top and friend. I arrived and got practically raped as my pants were taken off and got bound to his bed over a few pillows. Tied up my balls tight. They went to town on my ass for when it seems an hour. Got a few good loads after my hole was wrecked. Still sore today

I use Mpreg Speak all the time. Most Bottoms wish they could have Babies too if possible. Why should females let alone Straights have all the fun 🤨? If dudes could get pregnant for realsies, I'd already be a Dad & Grandad starting in my 20's...🤔although there is The Matter of Financing. Fixed Income can only do so much ye know. Is it wrong for me to worry? Just a Bottom carrying My DNA inside THEIRS alone is well worth it, is it not? Bottoms do want to be "The Girl" in a way, why would They let themselves be fucked otherwise? If such didn't, waste each other's time I would not.

Is everyone on here a bottom?

Let them do it! It’a a marvellous feeling being pissed into the arse. I‘ve never had multiple fillings - but that must be heaven! And: Being fucked into the piss-filled hole is so much fun! Would love to be the filled object!

Excellent writing, no spelling mistakes and good grammar... Very hot descriptions of the sex...

So, a coworker who I’ve let fuck me before is planning on bringing a few friends over this weekend to use my holes. Coworker is from Eritrea with a very nice 9” BBC. He currently lives in migrant accommodation and is bringing a few guys from his place. Anyway, he told me that they want to piss in my ass. Not something I’ve ever had done to me before, but I’m not about to turn this guy down and potentially lose a very good BBC fuck buddy. Presuming that there are no translation errors here and they do indeed want to piss in my ass, what exactly should I expect and how can I prepare? Anything I should know about the aftermath? Any advice is greatly appreciated! thanks!

48 years difference... as far as i know. i've had a FB who breeds me 3-4x a week going on 6 years now, and there's 41 years difference between us. i'm a critical care nurse... i have patients in their 70's, 80's and 90's and i have patients in their 20's, 30's 40's and 50's, It's not uncommon for the younger to be in worse shape than the older, age is only one of many factors when it comes to health, and is by no means the primary cause of ill health where one needs a "nursing home." Oh, and the guy who said that has obviously never been to a gym.

I would suck that all day long.

My anal intruder

Either - if being showered my mouth is open 🙂 I'm not hard core, guys gotta be well hydrated for either don't want strong P but do LOVE some pale golden fluids