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I had some bareback experiences earlier in life, but by the time I reached my twenties the AIDS crisis was in full swing. As a cautious boy from a conservative background, I used condoms religiously for the next nineteen years. Several things began to undermine my resolve. The expansion of the internet meant the appearance of blogs such as rawTOP's and the availability of new BB porn vids ( Treasure Island Media, Hot Desert Knights ) made me realize what I'd been missing for years. I've always loved the taste of spunk and my most intense sexual experience has always been a man cumming in my arse. His orgasm is more important than mine. Getting his spunk gives me a sense of achievement. I love the feel of his cum in my arse I used to have guys pull out of my mouth before cumming, but I gradually started to swallow again. I ALWAYS swallow now I put up profiles on various gay dating sites. Where a safe sex option was given, I put "ALWAYS". There were some HOT local guys on sites who under safe sex put "needs discussion" or left it blank. I avoided those guys. There was one local profile in particular - a hot skinhead Top Shaved head, big thick cock, massive balls, big boots and bleached jeans. He had put "needs discussion". I wanked over his pics for months but was too frightened to approach him. One night while I was browsing the profiles, he messaged me "What are you into?" I'd had some booze and my resistance was low. I replied "sucking, fucking, rimming, kissing, porn - the usual stuff". He asked what sort of of porn I'd been waching. I said "Treasure Island Media and Hot Desert Knights mostly". He asked me which dvds I had. I listed a few titles. He said "Cool I'm into bareback. There are some of those I haven't seen. Why don't you bring them over and we can watch them together?" I told him I was turned on by the idea but that I always use condoms. He said "That's fine I have condoms here". That was all it took to get me to his place. He looked even better than his pics when he opened the door. Stocky, muscular, shaved head, bulging crotch in his bleached jeans and he'd agreed to wear his big boots for me We had a few drinks and chatted while watching some of my BB dvds. After an hour or so, he leaned over and started to rub my crotch througfh my jeans. I reached across and started to rub his crotch bulge too. We undid each other's flies and I wasn't disappointed His thick cock was tight in his jockstrap and his balls were massive! More like something you would find hanging from a ram than a man. We got into some mutual cock sucking and poppers and before long we were rolling around naked on the floor. The porn was still playing in the background. I was lying on my back and he raised my legs up to rim me. He rimmed me deeply, wetly, for about five minutes. I was getting hornier all the time. Then without any discussion or warning, he brought his hard cock level with my hole and stuck the head in. By this point, the booze, poppers and sheer lust had demolished my defences. I didn't protest. He proceeded to shove the whole cock balls deep. From that point on condoms were forgotten. We moved from there to his bedroom. He fucked me HARD bareback twice that night and shot both loads up my hole Feeling his cock pulse and pump his spunk into me was the most intense sexual experience I'd had in years! The sheer volume of cum in the first load made me want to shit. It was like a cum enema. Eventually for reasons of comfort, I did shit the first one out, but I slept with the second one in all night I returned for further encounters with that hot guy. I had crossed a bridge. Condoms were never mentioned again.

Had a guy ("E") that i used to play with often before I knew my status. He was going through a divorce and we met on one of those telephone chat lines when he responded to an add my partner and I had put on for 3somes. I was first to fuck him and since I've never been a rubber wearer, I would always fuck bare and pull out. His cock was not large but it was very hard and eager for attention - i was always happy to deepthroat him and that drove him wild. I gave him the same attention that I would give a 9" stud and loved his cum-for some reason even more so knowing he had fathered 3 boys. I trained his delicious ass well - I would eat it and he'd be squirming and backing up to take me inside him. After my partner and I split, "E" and I continued to see each other. My partner even vindictively phoned his wife to let her know what was going on between us. Regardless, "E" made it clear to me that he had fallen for me and was mine if i would have him after the divorce was final. After a 12 year relationship I really wasn't interested in being tied down and just wanted to be a single at the time. I moved to another side of town and we continued to see each other but less frequently. He was working much more and I would hear from him about every 2-3 months when he was wanting some play (usually asking if he could stop by "to see me" on his way home from work an hour or two later). I never told him no, but I was playing the field and he knew it. When we did get together, we still had a great time and even took a couple of weekend trips together. This was really the only time in my life that I had ever "dated" different guys. A few months later, I was diagnosed because of an infection. I told him and he still came by to spend time with me but obviously I was not up for play. Months later though, I was doing fine and he and I picked up where we left off - from my perspective we were friends with benefits. I now had a new group of playmates - all of them were poz and were fucking each other and swapping loads. My next sexual encounter with "E" started much as it always had - before long my face buried in that plump hairy ass of his. But wait, I thought, I couldn't fuck him any longer he knows i'm poz! But he was squirming and began sliding face down to position himself under me, making it clear he needed my cock. I obliged - thinking i would fuck until it was time to cum and pull out. I loved his tight warm hole as always and he could tell from my breathing that I was reaching climax. I was always very good with judging when to pull out, but about 3" inches of my cock was still inside of him as I began to spill my (now toxic) seed - I pulled out as quickly as possible but there was definitely venom that had spilt into him. Neither of us said nothing, but i knew and could tell he knew. I didn't intend to do it, but he put me at ease by rolling onto his back curled up next to me on the bed and we began kissing so deep that it was breath exchange. He began to jack his cock, cuddling with my arms around him and laying halfway across my lap with his hairy ass tucked against my softening cock. When he reached the point he was ready to cum, i quickly got my arm from under him bent over to drink his cum as he pumped. We kissed and cuddled some more as we drifted off. We saw each other less and less frequently after that and we never spoke of it. I usually see and talk with him briefly at a local annual festival - he has a partner, is doing well and seems to be happy. I think that even after all these years if we had a discrete opportunity we'd be fucking.