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I'm sitting in the waiting room, looking through the many hook up apps on my phone and wait to be called into the doctor's office. I'm here for my regular PrEP tests and consultation with Doctor John. Annoyingly, he always turns these appointments into a lecture about responsible sex. I understand his professional need to do it, but it's so annoying, I want my pills no lecture. While I look through the many pictures, I stumble upon a headless torso with a biohazard tattoo. It is so sexy, I never saw one in real life, but the fantasy has been in my mind for years now. Finally my name is called. I give the profile a quick Like and put my phone into my jacket. Doctor John is distracted today and does not give me his usual lecture, but I don't question it. As soon as I have my receipt, I'm out of the office and on to the apps again. Sadly, the headless biohazard torso hasn't reacted yet, so I decide to write him a message with an offer to see some spicy pictures of me. Let's see if this raises his interest. As I couldn't manage to secure a hook up for the afternoon, I decided to go to my new gym to get at least some cardio today. After almost two hours I look at myself in the locker room's mirror and I'm quite contend. Finally, I have achieved to become a little more buff and bigger, which suits my hairy chest way better than my old slim frame. I like that the work pays finally off and that my ass has become the main attraction, if just someone would fill it with his cum. I take a last look at myself and go to my locker, when the locker room's door opens. To my surprise it is Doctor John and I'm quite startled as I don't think he lives nearby. Luckily he doesn't see me as he is glued to his phone, but I watch him walk to a locker and start to change. I never noticed how muscular he was, I knew he was athletic, but I had no idea how ripped he was. He pulled his boxer briefs down and I almost forgot to breath. The biohazard tattoo from the app earlier was shining above his beautiful 9'' cock. I turned around quickly and took my phone from my locker. I opened the app and saw that the headless torso had messaged me with some sexy pictures. I send a flame emoji and hear the phone of Doctor John beeping. It is him... What the fuck. (Three months later) It is my next appointment with Doctor John, but this time I have a surprise for him. I am the last patient, I especially asked for the last possible appointment of that day, because headless biohazard tattoo torso will learn with whom he has been sexting for the last months. Surprisingly, he never asked for a face pic and I didn't either. What Doctor John does not know is, that I stopped taking my pills for two weeks now and that I plan to take his gifted seed. 'MIke, you can come in now' Doctor John calls me into his office 'So let's go over this quickly, then you can have your tests' 'No need for that Doctor, I won't be taking the pills any more, I decided there is no need for it' 'But, what Mike, what are you talking about?" 'Doctor John or should I say "HazardlyGifted" you will convert me today' I put my phone on his desk, with our whole chat visible. He is shocked at first, but then I notice a predatory spark in his eyes. Doctor John stand up without uttering a word and leaves the office. I hear conversations outside and after a few minutes people seem to leave. I decide to go a step further and strip myself completely naked, taking a seat in Doctor John's chair. It takes another few minutes, but finally Doctor John comes back in and there is no nervousness, just an obvious hunger and lust. 'Well, I guess you better get to work if you want that load from me.' Doctor John is right in front of me at the edge of his desk. I push the chair back and kneel in front of him. As I start to take in his scent, I notice a little wet spot on his pants. Apparently, the Doctor is already leaking some precum. I don't want to lose any of this magnificent toxic juice and pull his pants down quickly. Either Doctor John goes commando or he changed before coming back, because his half erect cock is already pointing at me. Without a moments hesitation I take the head of this beautiful cock into my mouth and start to suck him off. His precum tastes sweeter than I imagined, but the husky, sweaty scent of his pubes almost makes me come. This is a real man and I want him inside me. I stand up and look him in the eyes. 'I want your poz load deep inside me, I want every inch of your cock raw inside me' Without a word, he takes me by the hips and switches our places, so that I am now bending over the desk and he stands behind me. I feel his hard cock at my hole and he starts with first dry thrusts. Then I hear him spit, first on my hole, which he caresses with his finger and then a second loud spit, but it doesn't hit me, I guess he is preparing his cock. 'As you want me completely raw, you will not have the luxury of lube to handle my poz cock. But I guess my spit and precum will already be lube enough' 'Fuck me! Give me you poz cum, please' I plead. His cock is now thrusting more eager against my hole and with a sudden stronger thrust his cock's head slips into me. I moan loudly, but the Doctor isn't gentle. He keeps pushing stronger and almost half of his cock is already inside me. Then he pulls out completely and slams his cock forcefully into my body, burying his cock deep inside me. Because of the mix of pleasure and pain I already come on his desk, but this is just the beginning of this fuck. The Doctor is now pushing rhythmically in and out of my hole, staying inside for longer periods of time. He hits my prostate with relentless precision and despite my handsfree cum explosion, I am already rock hard again. 'Mike, I have to say, you take my poz cock really nicely. Let's see how you can handle my toxic seed' Doctor John keeps fucking me for almost 15 minutes before he finally shoots his poz load inside me. He collapses on my back and pushes me on his desk. My cock still hard, but already leaking again. Two more load have escaped me during our fuck. When he finally stands up and his half hard cock slips out of my hole, I finally register that I just took my first knowing poz load and I feel exhilarated. 'That was awesome' I say, turning around and looking at the naked, sweaty body of Doctor John in his chair. 'Yeah, it was. We will have to do that again, you are mine now. I have marked you as my own, this gift cannot go to waste' I push myself from the desk and walk over the other side to get my clothes, when I suddenly feel his hands around my waist. He turns me around and as we are standing both naked in the middle of the office, I know this journey has just begun. Doctor John pulls me towards him and we seal this new reality with a deep, longing kiss. His warm cum buried deep inside me.

I prefer a full internal breeding and then the bottom can squeeze as much cum out of his hole as he can. Then I can felch the mixture of ass juice and semen

It's been a good year, so far. After a kind of slow start until March. I have to be averaging 4-5 loads given and 3 loads taken a week, so I'm going to guestimate I've bred 175 times and been bred at least 100 times. It's good to be a slutty old man.

I follow several political podcasts, a few lawyers, The Bulwark among them. One of my favorites is historian HC Richardson, i appreciate that she doesn't use click bait manipulative titles for her podcasts, and often has some great interviews/discussions with prominent's. i found her analysis of the current state of affairs balanced and level headed.

Well, my fingers are crossed. The impetus seems to be that finally the Epstein shit has hit the fan, His Nibs is shaking in his booties, and lo - after these many years - the R's are finally smalling the rot they've been supporting. It's all in flux presently, but that won't last all that long. Once the R's realize that His Nibs is a liability, not an asset to their careers, they'll stumble over themselves to preserve their jobs; perhaps too little, too late.

Ever notice how beautiful - almost ethereally beautiful - a guy is when he's mouth-worshipping a hard, raw cock? Especially when he's got another one rutting in his hole ....

I'd be all for this, neg but very poz friendly.

@Pozzible thanks for the hyperlinks although I rarely open one's posted here. But I don't take Megyn Kelly as a trusted source anyway; so.... Perhaps Trump's color suggests he has been toast all along and it didn't matter. 🙂 The "teflon don" reference isn't without merit. I'm not sure anything is going to matter until our house and senate start listening to the majority of the voting public. Did it really change anything while the house was on vacation compared to the 41 days before? It isn't so much what Trump did. The house and senate ratified pretty much anything he chose to do. They certainly had the authority to control this but actively chose not to. Will they behave differently in the coming months? I hope so, but I would not bet on it.

On the contrary; I don't just "jam it in". I have zero interest in causing harm or pain; I want the bottom to feel fantastic. I want to reinforce his dependency on taking loads off raw cock, and doing it to the best of his ability. That means I take the time to eat the hole (unless he hasn't prepped), make love to the hole orally, play with it, finger it, and when he's ready, give him what he needs. My goal is to give the bottom a fantastic fuck ... reinforce his lusts ... enhance his enduring hunger. I don't want to harm anyone; that's completely antithetical to what I believe in. The one exception to these first two paragraphs, is if I'm negotiating a B/d S/m or 'Leather" scene, which requires a formal "negotiation" between the two men prior (by at least a day or two) and in some non-sexual environment. Usually, I meet them and buy us lunch, and conduct the negotiation that way. I never just "jam it in", but I do fuck bottoms in the fuckjoints that have been taking loads for a while, and are already loose from taking previous loads. I have absolutely zero interest in harming a guy, as you suggest in the above quote. Your assumption is false.

Indeed. And without just one goal in mind; ignoring everything else. That is both the benefit and the problem.

i am at 2 loads this year…looking to be a cum dump and collect a lot of loads

This is one of those "odd" situation: Yesterday, my doorbell rang, I opened the door to find a good-looking guy with one of those unmistakable "fuck me" smiles on his mug. I don't use the "fuck-apps", and I had no idea who he was, but obviously one of the guys in the 'hood had made a hook-up arrangement, and the guy rang the wrong doorbell* However, I knew that a certain "snowbird" who lives two houses down the block, and has more than his share of hungry bottoms off the fuck-apps, had just arrived from back north. I suggested to the guy that maybe he was headed to that house, not mine (I'm no "trick-thief" - I'll get my own, thankyouverymuch), so I just suggested he might want to confirm the address with his soon-to-be ass loader. He smiled brilliantly, said thanks, maybe some other time, and I agreed. *which, in this neighborhood, would generally be no problem at all. In my block, at least half the homes are "friends".

Agreed. That said, fortunately or un, Dems tend to be far less regimented than R's, and more like a herd of critters running in all directions at once. Given that there are tons of issues to consider (politically), it's almost a miracle that Dems coalesce on anything other than the major issues of the day. We may be a fractious lot, but our hearts are in the right place. The more good for everyone, the better for everyone.

Last load I took with a regular fuckbud. was in NYC, stopped by his place. He gave me two loads in a sling

Spit is better than commercial lube, but nothing beats loads from previous cocks.

Pozzible: Thanks for those links: from your fingers to Whatever's ear !!!

On the rare occasions when I top I always tell the bottom that I am poz, toxic, not on meds, and I don't pull out when i cum. If he says yes, ok, go ahead, then he gets the full meal deal. If he doesn't want or if he's hesitant, i don't fuck him. Even in a dark room, I let them know from the beginning. I have been told no, many times. But I got the go ahead many other times. usually 3 in 10 will refuse me. the others.... you get the picture!

Since I'm an ex-Chicagoan (lived there for many years), maybe it did !!! 😜 Lived up in the 49th ....