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Had a pleasant quiet Sunday at home. Chatted through the morning in Grindr with a guy who was travelling home from Tamworth country music festival... and by the time he got near my place we agreed he'd stop in and fuck me 😉 he's a mid-60s bearded farmer, well-built and muscled, with a fine cock. I sucked him for a bit and then he sucked on my cock, which got him really hard... he did it so well, some 'tops' go all out sucking my dick as if they don't understand that the worst thing would be if I cum before they even start fucking lol... this guy was more respectful, he enjoyed my dick in his mouth but wasn't trying to make me cum. Then I got on all fours and he slid in magnificently from behind... after a very nice, well-fitted fuck, he blew a load deep in my ass. Condoms never mentioned. We had a good chat after... he mentioned that he raised two sons as a single dad and now runs the farm by himself as they have moved to the city. Very nice guy. Now, about 6 hours later, I noticed his big load is starting to leak out into my shorts while I'm cooking dinner 😉

You have the facts. If in fact you were taking the medication every day, she's wrong. If she didn't believe you when you told her that you were, she's a bad doctor, unless there's some good reason for her to believe that you're mistaken or lying. Both of these suggestions are greatly exaggerated. Here in the U.S.A. less than 1/3 of socioeconomically advantaged people living with HIV die of HIV related causes (2017 numbers). That rate is still improving and it includes cases of HIV that are NOT treated. I couldn't easily find numbers for only cases that ARE treated, but they must be lower. Multi-drug resistant syphilis is not, as far as I know, significantly prevalent right now, although MDR gonorrhea is. The main problem with syphilis is that its symptoms are frequently subtle and similar to other diseases, so it's easy to miss. Regular testing is our best tool for controlling is. Does her manner of talking about it encourage you to test regularly? I think not. It certainly sounds like she may have been judging you and she certainly was trying to belittle you and manipulate you. In your place, I would definitely find a new doctor.

It all started on my 18th birthday, I had just graduated a week prior and was planning on taking a gap year to save for college. My mother had died when I was twelve so I lived alone with my dad. When I came down my dad had made breakfast and was sitting at the dinner table in only a robe. I thought it was strange because my dad was almost always fully clothed, I hadn’t seen him without a shirt in years. His robe was rather loose and I could see his hairless but well muscled chest, and what looked to be nipple piercings. I could also see the edges of some tattoos but couldn’t really make them out. “There’s the birthday boy” he said getting up and hugging me “or should I say birthday adult” I was surprised when dad hugged me because he had shown me almost no physical affection ever. He just wasn’t that type of guy. “Here I am, thanks for making breakfast” I replied “You got any plans for today son” he asked, sitting back down. “I was gonna go get some food with my friends in a bit but nothing major” “Damn it’s your 18th birthday you should be out having fun, go party or hire a hooker or something” he said casually. This was getting really weird because I’d never heard my dad talk like this before. “ uh I’ll think about it I guess” I said “ I’ve gotta get going soon though so I’ll see you when I get back” “I’ll probably be out at work but before I leave I’ll try to find some old stuff your mom and I used to like when we were your age, I’m not sure where it is but I’ll probably find it by the time you get back” I got back a few hours later and went up to my room. When I got in I saw a box on my bed with a note on top. “Couldn’t find the stuff but I did find some of my old porn mags and thought you’d like them, the stuff from your mom is somewhere in the attic so feel free to look yourself” My straight laced quiet dad had given me his porn mags. What had happened to him, he was a totally different person than he was yesterday. As I opened the box it looked like normal porn from the 90s but it got weirder towards the bottom. Magazines of women being fisted or ones of girls fucking guys with dildos, at the bottom there was one that was all hairy men in leather gear. What the fuck, my dad had a collection of weird porn magazines and decided to give it to me. I was weirded out but also started to get a little hard. I took my pants off and began stroking my cock. I started looking at the magazines of girls getting fisted but eventually made my way to the leather men. I had never really thought of my sexuality but guessed I was bi. As I got close to cuming I noticed the final pages of the magazine were stuck together. As I pulled the apart some flaky dust fell out and I saw a picture of a big hairy man fucking a hairless one with the caption convert him. At that moment I came straight into the magazine. I looked at the dust and then realized it was my dads dried cum that was lying on my chest. I brushed it off as quickly as I could and stuffed the magazines back in the box. I soon heard my dad get home and him yell “ luke come down here!” “What’s up dad” I asked as I walked downstairs “I managed to get us a reservation at Mark’s steakhouse for your birthday dinner tonight we’re leaving in an hour” “Ok I’ll go get dressed” I replied going back to my room. An hour and a half later we arrived at the restaurant in dress clothes. As we walked in a giant man with a large spiked septum piercing and several tattoos visible at the edges of his shirt was walking out with a woman in a tiny dress who looked like she was tweaking out. “Matt how are you” he bellowed at my father as he went in for a hug. He squeezed my father’s ass hard and pulled my dad into him. “I’m better now sir” my dad responded as the man let go after a few seconds. “This here is my son Luke” he said pointing at me “Luke this is garret” “Hi there son” Garret said pulling me into a tight hug. “He’s one of the closest people I know and I think you’ll be getting better aquatinted with him soon” my father said “Well it’s good to see y’all but I have to run this slut is getting real horny” he said as the woman with him was practically humping his thigh “Nice to meet you” I mumbled in response as Garret left. “ hmm he’s got a needy one tonight” my dad said absent mindedly as we went to our table. We spent most of the dinner making pointless small talk until out of nowhere my dad said “so Luke how’d you like those porn magazines I left you, you know when I was your age I can’t even remember how many times I beat my dick to those” as casually as if he were asking about the weather “Uh they’re good I guess thanks” I replied awkwardly “ I’m glad to hear it you jerk off to them yet or do they not compare to your internet porn” he said chuckling to which I just shrugged “I’m just fucking with you I love me some good online porn too the magazines only show so much” dad said “Hmm” I responded shoving more food into my mouth Dinner continued on as normal as if he had not just asked what porn I liked. When we finally went home I went straight to my room hoping to avoid any more awkward conversations. A few hours later I went downstairs to get a snack when I heard noise coming from the movie room. I went to check it out and when I got to the ajar door I saw a girl getting fucked on the big screen. What shocked me more was that my father was not masturbating to it but rather riding a massive dildo with his phone in one hand and a brown bottle in the other. “ yeah she’s a total keeper but you should chill her on the chems she looks half dead, you gotta make sure she can still feel you monster cock sir” my dad said into the phone. That’s when I realized the girl getting fucked on the screen was th one garret took home from the restaurant and garret was the one fucking her. “If you’re done with her I’ll come over right now sir” my dad said, standing up off the dildo revealing a massive stretched hole.it looked as if his hole was tattooed along with a trampstamp I couldn’t make out. I ran back to my room and eventually went to sleep. I woke up at 5 am when dad was sneaking back into the house looking sweaty and unkept. That afternoon my father said to me “oh by the way son, garret will be joining us for dinner tonight” “Oh ok” I responded, unsure of what was going on. A few hours later garret arrived wearing a t shirt and jeans, confirming my theory he was covered in both hair and tattoos. He stood at about 6’5 dwarfing my 5’10 father and me, being 5’7 on a good day. The jeans he was wearing showed off a massive bulge that looked almost too big to be real. When garret arrived he gave my dad a long hug and me a shorter one. He went to the kitchen with my father to check on the food while he asked me to “go pour us some whiskey son, get a glass for yourself too” I was taken aback but my father simply nodded at me and went to the kitchen, being guided by garret as if he were deeply familiar with our home. I walked the drinks into the kitchen where I found Garret standing right up behind my father as they both gripped the counter. I sat down at the bar across from the counter and passed them the drinks. “Thanks son” garret said as my father simply grunted in response. “Don’t be rude Matt” Garret said pushing him forward a bit as my father let out a deep sigh. “Uh thank-uh you-o” my father struggled out. “Uh yeah of course” I replied as I decided whatever was going on in the kitchen was too weird and moved to the table. Garret came over a minute later and my father followed with the food. Garret mostly made small talk with my dad and me, until the topic of the steakhouse came up. “How’d you like Mark’s last night, son” Garret asked me “It was pretty good I’ve been there before but not much” I responded “That’s good me and the owner Clark go way back almost as far as me and your dad” “How long have you two known each other” I asked “About twelve years I’d say” Garret responded as my dad nodded. “Oh cool, so was that woman with you last night your girlfriend” I asked trying to see what my dad had been doing last night. “Oh Christi no she just some slut that I own, like your father” he responded casually “Huh” I asked unsure of what I just heard “Oh right your father still hasn’t told you, he’s my faggot slave, strip slut and show your son what you are” he said to my dad “Yes master” my dad said standing up. As he began taking his clothes off I realized not only did he have massive nipple ring, but he also had a tattoo on his shaved crotch that said “property of Master Garret” with a lock under it. Under the tattoo was another shock as I saw my father was wearing a chastity cage. “See he’s totally obedient, he even is totally fine with me making you into one of my slaves, in fact he loves the idea don’t you faggot” “Yes master please own my son and give him your toxic seed like you did to me and his mother” my dad said What the fuck did my mom have to do with this, she died in a car accident 6 years ago.

Part 1 I think of myself as a very average guy. Even when I get compliments about my looks I think that the guys are just trying to play nice or cultivate a fuck buddy relationship. I'm 29 y.o., total bottom, kinda submissive, smooth, 5.57 ft, athletic "twinkish" body (pics attached for better illustration). This day I just needed to get my hole filled with stranger spunk and headed to a bathhouse. That's not something I do frequently because I live a little far from the good sex clubs and i hate getting stuck in traffic after or before a fuck session. So there I was. Took my clothes of, wrapped a towel on my waist and got on the booth. There was a lot of good looking guys walking around or standing in the same spot waiting for a fuck, but most of them looked like they wanted the same as me: getting fucked hard and taking a nice load in the ass. So, i was starting to think I was wasting my time. So i was there standing in the booths hallway when he passed by. He was white daddy around 50 y.o., 6,2 ft, kinda muscular, short grey hair, massive fur in his chest, huge belly but nice pecs, and wasn't handsome at all. As soon as he spotted me, he stopped close and pressed his big bulge under the towel. He wasn't totally soft but I was impressed by his potential thickness. He motioned to enter a booth while he was staring at me and still grabbing his cock. I hesitated a little but since no one was looking I thought I should give it a try. He had a very serious, kind mean look on his face, As i entered the booth he closed the door threw his towel away and forced me on my knees. I was hypnotized by the godly awful smell in his extremely hairy crotch, he definitely didn't shower that day. He had at least 9 uncut inches and was very thick . So the faggot slut possessed me and I sank my face in his huge hairy balls trying to get some of that stinky in it. I must have spent 5 min just licking and smelling his balls and then moved to his cock. I pulled his foreskin and his cock head was covered in cheese. With no hesitation, i put it all in my mouth at once and savored his dirty cock with my tongue. That made him go crazy and he started facefucking me hard and since i have no gag reflex, i forced myself out of his cock and barfed a little on the floor and some of it fell on his foot. That's when his first words came out. He slapped my face really hard and said: - Show me your fuck hole, slut! So i climbed on the booth bed and exposed my hole in doggie style, blinking it as an invite for a good anal fuck. I was hoping he wouldn't use a condom. I looked behind and he was wanking furiously looking at my smooth ass. So he spit on his tool and tried to jam his raw cock at once in my ass, which made me see stars and retract my hole immediately. Every thrust he gained a little more entrance and i lost a little more desire. We never discussed status since practically no words were exchanged, but i always think whoever is fucking me is giving me a poz load to make me hornier. The whole time he had one hand pulling me by the hair and the other pressing my back to force me arch my body. I took his giant cock silently so we didn't grab the attention from the crowd in the other booths. By that point I wasn't feeling pleasure at all, but my mind was tricking me. I had to please this man. I had to let him use me however he wanted because in the dark corners of my mind i truly believe that's how a total bottom should serve a (supposed) total top. He was fucking me for good solid 30 min. The plowing gets harder and harder and i was about to give up and tell him i couldn't take it anymore. But in a sudden move he pulls me by the hair and whispers in my ear: - Get ready you whore, here comes my load! Next thing i was being flooded by the most powerful load i had ever taken. I stood there on all fours tasting his load, desperately twitching my hole trying to absorb it all. I look back and there was that evil look in his face again, almost like he was despising me. Another hair pull: - Now listen to me carefully. We are going to my place now. I always come here to rape some stupid pussy and tonight is your night. Let's go get dressed and follow me. We went downstairs and i was about to bail heading to the smoking area but my legs betrayed me, so we head to the locker room, got dressed, paid and left.

The following is a heavily modified version of a pozzing story originally posted HERE Where it was a college kid getting pozzed. I basically re-wrote the story from the Top's view point and then added a bit extra to hopefully get everyone's cock out there dripping. ======================================= It had been over a week since I was last able to spread my seed to someone, and the 'itch' was back more then ever. It had been that way ever since I had been pozzed years ago. The virus in me burned to be spread to others, to be pumped into as many holes as possible, and the longer I went without spreading it, the more ‘hungry’ the Virus got. I knew I would have to find some new neg ass to defile or my balls would burst. A bit about me: I’m in my mid 40’s and keep myself in as good as shape as possible. I hit up a chat room for the local college, always a good place to go, full of naive and horny young students. In no time I was chatting up a promising cute college kid. "U horny?" I asked. "Yeah" "Hot pics" "thanks. u 2" "U live alone?" "Have a dorm room but its a single" "I have a condo at a gated complex, want to 2 cum over" "fuck yeah. You have condoms right?" I paused in my typing. Normally I’d tell someone I always fuck raw, that there’s no point to fucking unless you can plant your DNA inside someone’s ass. But I needed the kid to be over here before I could do that. I didn’t want to scare off such a promising neg hole. "i don't have condoms" I typed simply. "i don't either. if u want 2 fuck better pick sum up before I get there" “No prob, just get your ass over here right away.” I finished typing and then logged off before he could say anything else. I was totally confident he would come, and once inside my place it would be only a mater of time before I would be in his ass. Twenty minutes later the phone rang. He had arrived and I buzzed him in through the gates. I was taller than him and nervous sexual tension seemed to flow from him. We made chit chat for a while and sat on he bed drinking Coronas. I caught him looking at my jeans and the hefty bulge in my crotch I sported. My hands were calloused from hard work and my skin was tanned. I told him I was a builder. Then I kissed him. It was long deep and passionate. I pushed him onto his back, pulled-off his shirt, and in no time we were naked and he was on he knees sucking my big floppy uncut poz pecker, which stood hard as a rock about eight inches in front of him. I have a great furry chest and legs. Even my hard abs had a black furry coat. All of it radiated a power of utter dominance over him, a power that was enhanced by the virus inside me. Soon I pushed him onto his back and sucked his own smaller cock off for a while. I sucked he balls, licked he piss slit, licked he ass. My tongue got real deep and felt real good. I waited for him to start to really moan, a sure sign he was feeling his ass loosen up. Then I fed him my dick some more and filled his throat with my dripping death dick. He could barely take it and tried to pull off, but I insistently kept my big uncut manrod lodged in his gullet. "You can do it" I said gently. "Take it. Make me feel good." I wasn’t gentle and knew he had no choice but to suck. I fucked in and out, in and out. Then he felt my thick, rough fingers probing his hole. I got out some lube and started sliding more fingers in. It was like sandpaper in his ass and perfect for what I had planned for him. He gave a sharp cry and tried to pull back but I scraped away, my fingernails roughing up his soft anal lining. Next he noticed me lubing my cock and I could tell he was getting nervous. "Did you go out to get condoms?" he asked. "No" I said. "That sucks" he said. "We can't fuck then." "Shhh" I said gently. "Just let me poke the head in for a second" I said, knowing he wouldn’t refuse. It didn’t take long for him to loosen up. "See, not so bad" I commented as he reached up and touched my huge muscular chest and stroked my chest hair, which was by now dripping with sweat. His hand touched my face. I smiled as he clenched at my beard. I could see the look of hesitation on his face as I pushed slowly inside. My dick kept poking deeper and deeper. I pulled him by the neck down to kiss me. This is what I wanted, for him to slowly get caught up in the sex, in raw animal lust. I could feel his heart racing, his breathing coming in gasps as I sucked air from his lungs into me, leaving him breathless and dizzy as I started to push past the gate of his boy pussy. My raw diseased dick pushed deeper and deeper into his ass as I closed my eyes to picture my poz precum coating his insides as he moaned. Suddenly I felt him move and to his credit, he seemed to have enough self-control left to try to pull away from me. "Ok we should stop" he said, his voice trembling as he made another half hearted attempt to pull off my raw cock. I was ready for this and laughed. "Yeah, we should" I answered. My chocolate brown eyes connected with his, a look of pure domination from me. I didn't pause for one moment as my dick kept on pushing on in. He continued to struggle weakly in my grip until I heard him gasp and shiver. That's when he felt my balls against he ass. "I’m all the way in" I said keeping eye contact. “Doesn’t that feel good? The way men should fuck. I can still pull out, of course - if you want me too.” I taunted him, knowing the answer. "Are you negative" he asked. "Does it matter?" I asked as I started fucking in and out. "Wait, stop" he said. "Shhhhhh" I said gently. "It's great. You feel so good. Let me make you feel good." "We should have a condom" he said. "It's ok. You're going to feel so good. Fucking is all about pleasure, raw animal pleasure" I said, fucking harder and harder. The piston fuck was the most intense feeling of his life. "Just, promise to pull out before you cum, ok?" he asked. "I'll promise to pull out. As long as you ask me to" I said laughing to myself as I said it. He grunted, fucking up a good sweat. His worry slowly melted and he gave over to the sensations he was feeling. Something huge was invading his guts. Pummeling in and out. "Fuck yeah" he finally said "bareback me." My eyes lit up. "Yeah, you like that fuckin' raw dick in you?" "Yes sir, just, please don’t cum inside me." "Fuck yeah pussy boy" I said. "Take it. I'm gonna give it to you good." "FUCK yeah!" he said. He got more and more into it. Eventually I bent him over the bed and rammed him from behind. Then on all fours on the floor. Then I laid him on his back and he slammed himself up and down on my raw unprotected fuckpole with all his might. We fucked over and over, sweat pouring off both our bodies as finally I got him back on his back. He put his calves on my shoulders, and I fucked him till I was red in the face. A big vein started to bulge in my head and I started to breath deeper. "I'm gettin close!" I said. "Don't cum inside" he begged as he grabbed his own cock and started jerking for dear life. I gave him a few more frantic dick plunges then pulled out with a cry. “Wait don’t stop, Im so fucking close!” “Sorry, you said you didn’t want me to cum inside you, so I won’t. That just means the fucking is over, its really a shame, such a nice hole” I said as I slid it back in. “I want to keep fucking you - all you have to say is 'yes'." “Yes, fuck me." “I need more then that, tell me what you want." “I need you to cum, please." “What?" “Cum inside me." “SAY IT AGAIN." “Fucking cum inside me!" He took the bait, relaxing a little bit, thinking I was actually not going to breed him. The instant he let his guard down I acted. I fucked him, long and slow and deep and beautifully, masterfully, riding him the way men were meant to ride boys, fucking him raw and deep and hotly, faster and faster, pumping him hard and vigorously now, getting closer and closer to exploding my hot molten poison sperm deep inside his beautiful boy pussy. I had him pinned beneath me, my cock fucking him relentlessly, preparing to fertilize his virgin ass with my pungent, steamy load of man-sperm. And then I started to cum. I fucked his delightful ass so hard that I could feel the bed beneath him with my cock, as I rammed him hard and lustily. His head banged against the headboard, but he didn't seem to care. He was being fucked beautifully and powerfully, ridden long and well. He had a heated, vigorous stallion astride him, and all he wanted was dick! My hot raw deathseed exploded from my cock, filling him, impregnating him, seeping deep into the inner-most recesses of his guts, becoming part of him. I rammed him again and again, making sure he got every drop of my poison. His tight, puckered asshole greedily devoured it, not wanting to let go, not wanting it to end. He wanted more! And so I kept fucking him, my cock still hard as I work my DNA inside his ass. His warm, tight little boy pussy had now been seasoned and broken in by my raw flesh, and filled with my raw sperm. He was truly a man now, and a bareback cunt, at that! He looked me in the eyes, panting. I could see the look of shock and confusion. His body had accepted its new life, but not yet his mind, not yet. "Wh..What did you just do to me!” he asked in a trembling voice. My own dick was still hard as I slowly slid it in and out of his freshly fucked hole. "You asked me to cum inside you" I said, my eyes looking directly into his. "But I, I just said that, I didn’t mean it!" He responded, his voice trembling not really believing his own words "Shhhh" I cut in. "You did mean it. You needed it, and you needed to be free. That is what is so special about bare fucking, you know. It makes you totally free and it feels really good. Just enjoy it and accept my, Gift" I said. I could see the look of fear in his eyes now as I put a special emphasis on 'Gift'. I could feel tons of liquid dripping down his asscrack onto the sheets as I slid in and out of his now hungry hole, his muscles sucking my shaft. "I'm still hard" I said. "I'm going to cum again and this time, you’re going to beg for my seed." Without another word I shoved my still hard poz cock deep into his irrevocably charged hole. He groaned, whimpered and started to grind against. His body had all but given in, though he still offered a half hearted whimper of dissent, I plugged his protests with my tongue and my bearded mouth enveloped his. Once more I sucked the air from his lungs, making him weak and light headed, unable to think straight. I smiled as the coarse hair of my beard scratched his soft face. I started fucking in and out with my poz cock using the cum already inside him as lube. The feeling of his ass, slick with my seed, was amazing. I kissed him more and more as he slowly stopped fighting against me. I could see the look in his eye change as he gave himself over to the fuck. Maybe he knew there was no longer any point in fighting as I churned the charged toxic load in his guts. I’ve seen this happen before when the Virus first gets into a new body. The change can be quick, the ass seems to know what it has received and becomes hungry for more. Finally with a moan he squeezed his ass and I knew he was indeed mine. It felt so fucking good to know my deadly DNA was finding a new home. In my mind I could see his body being changed by the Virus, all his concerns were gone as he let himself go and began actively pushing back. He was well on the path of become a cum slut. I made love to him but also made him my object. "Fuck yeah" he groaned. "Yeah. you like that?" I asked. "Yeah" he replied. "You want my cum?" "Yeah" he again replied. “You want my poz cum? “I don’t care, I need it.” “Then say it, beg for me to poz your hole!” “Yes! Oh, please fuckin' cum in me. POZ ME!!" I piston fucked for about 30 seconds then started grunting. "Here it comes. Here it comes. HERE IT COMES!!!" Then my face contorted like crazy and I let out another animal, angry, vicious growl. "FUCK yeah! TAKE the fuckin' load! TAKE IT!" My dick once more started shooting squirt after squirt of poz jizz all over his by now torn and ripped insides, making sure to coat every inch with my toxic seed. This orgasm seemed far more intense than the one before. He had totally given into the hunger. He had begged for my poz load and as I shot over and over, I could feel hunger of my Virus finally sated, for now. Eventually I felt spent as my loads sloshed around in his ass. As we both collapsed, I held my dick in him for as long as possible, making sure my DNA soaked into his flesh. "That was hot" I commented. "Yeah, it was" he admitted as I held him in my arms, my cock starting to soften but still deep inside him. I felt him slowly coming down from the sexual high we both had been on as I saw my softening dick inside his well-used hole. The kid seemed exhausted after that and soon the two of us drifted to sleep. I awoke in the middle of the night with a hardon that I quickly slipped up into his cum-slicked ass. Half asleep the boy whimpered only slightly as I pushed back in his hole. After shooting two loads already I knew it was going to take a while for me to shoot again. As I was fucking him I started to mutter to myself. “Ass feels so fucking good around my poz pecker. It's gonna feel so nice pumping my charged toxic load inside you again and again” I said in almost a whisper. For several minutes I whispered sweet loving poz talk to him, telling him in a soothing, almost loving voice, how I was going to plant my seed in his well-plowed hole, how my Virus was going to infect his body, going to take him over as it had taken over me. Eventually he was roused from his half slumber as the words sunk in. “You you are poz aren’t you? I mean, you have AIDS don’t you?” I always loved this moment, the moment that they realized just what had happened to them. I was impressed with this boy as he seemed to be coming to term with his new life better than most. I wrapped my huge arms around him and licked his face as I answered. “Poz and full of the Virus for almost twenty years boy. And it is a pretty sure thing it is inside you now boy. I have a pretty aggressive Virus boy, and it will be a part of you now forever.” He shuddered and whimpered as I held onto him. “Oh god, it’s true isn’t it, your AIDS is inside me even now isn’t it?” Hearing him talk about it was getting my already hard dick even more erect as I slowly pushed in and out, making him whimper as he realized he was once more impaled on my deathdick. I decided to see just how much this kid had been changed. “it is, boy, but it doesn’t mean for certain you will get sick. There is a chance my Seed may not grow inside you. We could fuck several times before you might actually become infected.” I said, knowing that it would be one hell of a long shot if his ass wasn’t infected at this point, but I wanted to see how he would react, to see if he would cling to the small shred of hope that he hadn’t been pozzed, or if he would embrace it. Once more the kid impressed me. “I want to be certain….” “Certain about what boy?” I said, pushing my dick deeper inside, making sure he felt it push in against his prostate. “Certain, that I have the Virus, the bug! I want to be Poz!” I basked in triumph over this once prudish boy turned slut. I battered his prostate, making sure his brain was on fire with pleasure as I hammered his well used hole. “Beg for it boy! Beg for my poz cum! Beg for me to trash that body of yours! Beg for me to ruin you with my diseases!” I shouted, knowing I was close once again. “Poz me, Daddy! Please fuck me up sir! Fuck my hole up! POZ ME!” he shouted as he pushed back, his pleading voice sending me over the edge as I hilted deep up his ass. Once more I felt my Virus was his torn and bleeding insides. I could feel it mixing with the previous loads, refreshing the poison inside him. I heard him whimper something and let up on him a bit. “Th-Thank you sir” he said simply. “You are welcome my little pozboy, it’s my Gift to you. You gave my Virus a new home boy, thank you” I said as I still held him tight. There was a moment of silence between us, as though the world held its breath for what would happen next. Finally he spoke up. “Thank you, sir. I knew I’d get infected sooner or later. I needed it. Deep down I knew I needed it.” It wasn’t long after that that the sun started coming up and he gathered his things together. We chatted a little bit, mostly me reassuring him that a life infected was going to set him free in ways he never imagined, that it was something to celebrate. As he headed off to his college classes, I asked what he had planned for tonight. He looked at me and smiled “I’m attending a meeting with the Campus Safe sex organization.”

Excellent replies above, tomzefis. Living in the US, I can't comment about your physician's apparent bias directly, since I'm not familiar with details of the health-care system where you live. That said, I'd print out a copy of the (delete the references to various deities if you like) Hippocratic Oath, make one last visit to this woman, hand her the copy, and politely tell her she's no longer worthy of caring for you, with all the good manners you can summon forth. That said, find another doctor to see to your care first. note: per the above responses, why can't we make an "upvote" more than once !!! Only one for this particular thread seems inadequate ...

There are doctors that will always stress the importance of taking your medication. I had a provider tell me, years ago, that if I didn't do what he told me regarding meds, he would drop me as a patient. He said I was an insurance liability and he could be sued, which I found to be either a "stretch" on his part or an outright lie. There can be so many other factors as to why your numbers go up and down from office visit to office visit. They are not always due to missed dosages. I know viral load is, viral load. But stress can cause t-cell numbers to vary, and I would think a doctor judging you each time would make you a nervous wreck. Unless you are locked into seeing just that provider, you might want to look elsewhere and find a different infectious disease specialist. You don't need that aggravation every time you go in for a follow-up visit.

Go back over what you wrote: • You can find porn anywhere (because it’s online) • Nobody seems to care about meeting people (they interact virtually online) • They expect you to respond instantly (they get instant gratification online) • They immediately start searching for next (the online market never closes, is n their pocket, and searching is simple) • Instagram, Twitter (people are living through electronic avatars of themselves that we call profiles) • Many of them have OnlyFans (Do-it-yourself pornstars, made possible by the internet. Why just have sex when you could also be making (usually very little) money on it?) It’s the internet. Everything you mentioned points back to the way the internet has changed the way people interact. Sex isn’t easy. Hooking up requires an investment of time and energy, and it isn’t an even playing field - some people have inherent advantages and disadvantages, and trying to compete is relatively difficult and complicated, for most people. Online seems to make everything easier, less harsh, less demanding, less personal. So I don’t think it’s that millennials are any less sexy than anyone else, they have just emerged into a world in which humanity has been trapped in an electronic fishbowl of its own design, and now they can only swim in small, unsatisfying circles.

CHAPTER 2 Cod: I could hear the sound of Dad stripping down, the sound of the shower, and in the sound of the shower door opening and closing. 'Fuck', I thought, 'I've gotta have him now', and so I entered his bedroom, where I immediately encountered a pile of his sweaty clothing which he had cast on the floor. Retrieving his underwear, I inhaled deeply. Fuck! For a moment I thought back to Todd, one of my college roommates who, as a bit of a slob, casually left his underwear scattered about. While Todd wasn’t my first roommate, he was definitely hot, and even more so when we both figured-out the other preferred guys to women. Naturally we started fucking all the time. One of his close friends (I had seen a picture once), I think the guy was an ex or they were sexual at some point, but Todd confessed one night the ex had turned up HIV-positive and it scared him. "Just like that," Todd said "he didn’t want sex, and life got very boring between us really fast; we went from sex a few times a week to nothing. A year or so went by and we were hanging out, a little drunk, a little close and one thing led to another and his bare cock was deep inside me. It was so hot, we fell right back into that old routine of regular bareback sex. Then one day I was at the campus Starbuck’s and almost literally run into his ex, the 'close friend'. I’d never met him but I knew his face and curiosity got the best of me; we started to talk while we waited in line. After some conversation the ex told me he was HIV-positive, (which, of course, I already knew), but then he told me something I didn’t know: Todd was also HIV-positive. He also mentioned Todd had been on meds for several months. Now, I had never seen him take any meds, and Todd has been fucking me bareback, his cum inside my ass, and he hasn't said a word. I feigned empathy and found an excuse to leave, not mentioning, of course, Todd and I were fuck buddies. I was hurt, anxious and a little scared. I loved bareback sex with Todd, but it didn't make sense he hadn't said anything to me. I wasn’t sure what do or say about Todd. Then I thought of all the times I had let random guys fuck me bare without giving it a second thought, which raised the question 'how many times had I already taken poz cock? Why be upset now?' It might be stupid on my part, but I decided there wasn’t that much risk (no more than what has already happened), so I didn’t say anything, and Todd and I kept fucking bare every week until he graduated and moved. None of that hot sex was the same as being next to my Dad, touching his cock and letting him cum inside me. When I left for college I was young, horny and really missing my Dad. I tried to get fucked by as much bare cock as my schedule, and tight hole, allowed. My Father had introduced me to bareback sex, “This is how men bond, Cod,” he said. I never let anyone at college fuck me unless it was bareback. I didn’t give much thought to the risk, except for that bit with Todd. I just wanted to be fucked. And I wanted cum. Dwelling on those memories really got my cock leaking. I take after my Dad, both of us are cut and both of us drip lots and lots of precum, although his cock is maybe a little bigger than my own. A quick finger gets to the tip to wipe up some of my juice and it was in my mouth before I even realized what I was doing. I made-up my mind then and there: it had been too long since I had sex with my Father. Incest. I was horny, I was an adult, I knew what I desperately need: my Father’s cum. Peaking in Dad’s bathroom he is obviously enjoying the hot water. We never shut doors around here, just the two of us, and, from the doorway he was oblivious to huge piece of wood that had taken up residence between my legs. His bedroom had a large master bathroom with one of those large tiled showers that 3 (or 10) people can fit it with an elegant glass door. I walked right in, opened the shower door and quickly shut it behind me before he can barely react. He just looks at me. I looked at him, I wanted him so bad. He looks so hot soaking wet, “You needed a shower after my run, too, huh?” Barely able to speak, I nodded “Yeah…” Noticing my hard cock, he knew what I wanted. Our faces grow closer as we kissed. So good. So fuckin' good. Kissing him always makes me hard as a rock but I also realized I need to piss. Badly. Breaking from our kiss I muttered “Let me at the drain a sec, I gotta go.” Dad, however, continued kissing me. "Dad.. I...," “Its alright Cod. It's just piss, it’ll wash down the drain, I’ve been waiting to feel you near me for you for way too long. Dad keeps kissing my lips, and in a quick gesture moved the shower head towards the side wall so the water wasn’t directly hitting us. I wasn’t paying attention to him and tried to focus, my cock finally went down enough for my piss to start – it came out fast all over his crotch, legs and feet, “it’ll wash down the drain”, I can hear him. He pushed against me and kissed me harder, my flow finally stopped, and my cock is immediately hard again. He pressed me against the tile wall, “See what you did baby boy? You just pissed all over your dad.” he loved calling me “baby boy” when we were close like this. More kisses. He’s pressed against me and we’re full on making out, and then I feel it, the warmth, Dad’s cock is pressed against my chest and he’s taking a piss…. on me. We never did anything with piss before college and I really like where this is going; his piss flow eventually slows and stops, but we we’re too heavily into making out to even notice or care. Dad stopped kissing me for a moment, his eyes on mine, his face close. I looked down at his cock, it was rock hard. I wanted it. Looking at my Dad and we both know what is going to happen; I slowly move down so I can suck the cock that made me. I feel Dad’s hands gently on my head and start to lick and suck him, I can taste his piss, I’m making a mental note about that for later. “Yes, baby boy, suck me -- suck your Dad’s cock. You like tasting Daddy’s piss baby boy?” I groaned a yes, but didn’t remove him from my hungry mouth. He slowly fucked my mouth. I was really moaning -- I loved it when he took charge of his boy. I grabbed his ass and pulled more of him into me. "Oh yeah boy, suck Daddy's cock, use your tongue... just like that." It had been about 4 years since I had sucked on my Dad’s penis and I was hungry, horny and eager. I started to bob up and down on his cock faster so he picked up the speed of his thrusting to match. I tightened my lips around his shaft to coat it with my tongue and saliva, which in turn was moving around his pole in my mouth to show him I wanted it to feel good. "Oh fuck baby boy... your mouth feels so good… I’m gonna cum... don't stop son... don't... FUUUCCCKKKKK!!!" His cock erupted and cum spewed into my throat and I swallowed as fast as I could. The sensations almost had me there, I was leaking precum all over the both of us. He began to pet me, telling me what a good boy I was. I slowly pulled off of his cock and lapped at the head to be sure I didn't miss anything before standing up; he put his tongue immediately back in my mouth. I wanted to cum, but he looked at me, “We should at least attempt to get clean”, he said and moved the shower head back in our direction, we kissed again. I was in love; I was also horny as fuck and my 22 year old cock had not blown a load that day. I really really needed to get off. I relented and grabbed the body wash and slowly washed his body, it was great being so close to him again, I really loved this, and I know he knew as much. Once finished, we quickly dried off and stepped out of the shower, Dad leading me by hand into the bedroom where he positioned me on the bed and resumed kissing me. This time it seemed like a lover’s kiss. I think Dad was falling for me as hard as I was him. My senses were overwhelmed, and my hormones were in overdrive, so honestly I wasn't about to dwell on the morality of our relationship. Honestly, I I didn’t care. We laid down, I was on my back and Dad climbed on me, kissing me hard, our bodies touching. He worked his way down my chest, taking small moments to lick and suck on my nipples and my happy trail. I was thinking how great it was to be in his bed, when my cock entered his mouth, “AHHHHHHHHHH….” A groan escaped me, “Yes, Daddy,… ohhhh damn, I’ve needed this”, he loved it when I spoke softly and called him Daddy. “Ohhhh, Daddy, Ohhhh." He had to know I was getting close. He stopped sucking and worked his way back up to my mouth to kiss me. Damn, I really needed to cum, and Dad was giving me a case of blue balls. Without pausing in kissing me, Dad reached over my body for a second, reaching for the night stand, but I couldn't tell what he was doing. Now on his knees, his legs straddling my chest, he sat up, and looking me in the eyes asked “So my baby boy’s all grown up. Does he need to cum?” All I could do is nod. My Dad’s left hand reached back and found my cock and started stroking. His hand was cool and slick. He apparently had found the lube.

Part 2 Outside of the bathhouse he ordered me to follow him and not say a word. He was wearing just a small shorts that made his bulge look even bigger and no underwear. It was a windy night and the fabric was really thin, so anyone who walked by us spotted that huge cock swinging from one side to another. I felt like i was being totally exposed to this people walking by his side, like i was his prey being taken to the slaughter. And i was surprised by myself when i realized i was enjoying this scene. We walked 2 blocks, got to his car and headed to his place. It was a mess there. I felt a horrible smell, much like his cock, but it was a mix of sweat, piss, and other unpleasing odors. Soon i realized he shouldn't live there since it had almost no furniture and had a sling right in the middle of the living room. It was a place where he took sluts to rape as he said later. He grabbed my neck real tight, almost suffocating me. Feeling of regret crossed my mind and he saw the fear in my eyes. - You're gonna do everything i order you to do, whore! Don't try to run away or it will be worst. I see you like the cock cheese i cultivated for 3 days, but since you ate it all, you're gonna have to satisfy on my sweaty balls. - He said as he pulled me to my knees. I buried my face to his balls again. I wasn't feeling horny at all. He noticed that and gave me a huge slap on the face that made me lose balance and i felt on the floor. He grabbed my hair again and dragged me on the floor to the sling. I thought i have lost some of my scalp with this. He threw me on the sling and tied my hand and feet quickly before i could react. - I don't care if you're horny or not, you fucking trash whore. Im gonna rape you good till that hole bleeds and then i'm gonna fuck you some more. If you scream i'm gonna punch your face so you pass out. I couldn't move and my hole was all exposed to him. He shoved 3 fingers at once and i let out a loud moan. As promised he gave me a light punch on the face that got my nose bleeding. "- If you do it again i'll punch you full force." He said. He was an alpha male and he was gonna get what he wanted: My hole destroyed. He turned even more brutal and shoved his massive meat in my cum lubbed insides. Every time i closed my eyes to try to forget the pain he slapped me hard in the face and ordered to open them. He leaned on top of me so he could look closer in my eyes while fucking me hard. After 15 min of pounding he stops moving and there was the evil look in the eyes again. I was foreseeing what was coming and wanted it. So my predictions were fulfilled. A huge stream of piss inside my hole. The pain was excruciating, maybe because my ass was already bleeding. - Thats it slut! Take my rank piss in that pussy! Fell it in your guts! Some of the piss escaped my hole but he didn't seem to mind. So he went on piss fucking me harder and harder looking me in the eye for over an hour or so. I felt his cock getting even more stiff, which meant he would cum soon and I would finally be released from that hung rapist daddy. He untied me and put me on floor and buried his cock in me again, rubbing my face in the pool of piss. - Lick it from the floor while i fuck you, whore! I don't like looking at sluts while i pump my poz cum in them! There was the confirmation i needed. A might poz fucker destroying my insides and humiliating me. Then he started pumping like no one has ever did before. I couldnt believe how fast he was going and started screaming in pain but eager for his toxic load at the same time. By that time, he didn't mind my screams and kept fucking untill he shot a big filthy load inside me. I felt all the 6 squirts of cum flowing from his cock and i was in heaven. My brief moments of realization were interrupted by the poz daddy grabbing me by the hair and dragging me on the floor out of his house. I was thrown in the hallway all naked, with my hole filled with piss and spunk, a bleeding nose and piss in my face. He threw my clothes over me and closed the door.

After graduating high school I was stressed about what colleges to go to. I settled on a modest place that hopefully wouldn’t put me too far in debt. College life was exciting but in the moment it felt a little overwhelming. So I decided to take a gap year and backpack across the states and see as much as I could. The various places I went to were fun. I met some interesting people and saw some landmarks. It was a couple weeks into my road-trip and expenses were getting tighter. I was in Oceanside Southern California and on my last day in a cheep motel, contemplating what I would do for lodgings in the future. It was then I remembered I had an uncle living in San Diego. I think I remember him slightly from when I was really little. Vague memories of him babysitting me on hot summer days, sitting on his lap, cuddling up while watching TV. My family didn’t talk about him much. He and my dad had some falling out many years ago. I don’t have all the details but I think it had something to do with him being gay. I was gay as well and not out to my parents, so it would be nice to connect with someone in the family that I could relate to. I didn’t have his contact information so I looked him up in the yellow pages. Not an actual phonebook but the website. I found him easily enough, uncle Chester still in San Diego. I gave him a call. He was excited to hear from me and about my future plans. When I told him I was back packing in Cali just a couple hours away he was quick to offer me a place to stay while I was traveling. I was glad he offered. I didn’t want to come off as the nephew that calls up just because he needs a place to crash. But since he and my dad still weren’t on the best of terms, he asked me to not mention to my parents that I was gonna stay over. Which was perfectly fine by me since i would be able to play catch-up with him without dad trying to get the last word in constantly. I arrived at the address he gave me. It was a run down part of town. A lot of the houses had bars on the windows. All the lawns were gravel and cacti planted. A few palm trees here and there that had seen better days. I walked up to the door lugging my travel backpack with me. It would be great to get some laundry done if he’ll let me. I don’t have many clean clothes left. I knocked on the door and waited for a moment. Then the door opened and short older man answered. He was bald and thin. He sorta resembled my dad a little bit but he was older by about 15 years and looked like life had worn him down. I immediately noticed he was under dressed. He was in a short thin robe he hadn’t bothered tying up and underwear that I saw out of my peripheral. I kept eye contact and asked. “Uncle Chester?” His face lit up and was excited to see me. “William! It’s been ages! My look how big you’ve gotten!” He ushered me inside. His place was modest. A small one bedroom house the front door lead us to the living room that had a tv, a coffee table, and a dirty old couch. Uncle Chester immediately pulled me in for a tight hug. “It’s good to see you to uncle Chester.” I dropped my bag and returned his hug. “It’s been what? 12 years? 13? Oh that doesn’t matter, my little nephew is here and he’s not so little anymore.” Chester broke from the hug and grabbed my arms, feeling my muscles. “Oh, you’ve definitely developed into quite the man now. I bet you’re popular with the ladies.” “Thanks Uncle. I has been a long time. Thanks for letting me stay here a couple days.” He was still rubbing my arms a little, admiring how much I’ve changed. “Nonsense, you can stay as long as you like. Hell, stay the whole summer if you feel like it. My home is always open to you. How about a drink?” Before I could respond he was already off to the kitchen preparing something. “Thanks, uncle Chester. It pretty hot down here.” I sat on the couch and placed my bag by my feet. “Please just Chester. You don’t have to be so formal with me. You’ll quickly discover things around here are very loose and relaxed. Do you like gin and tonic?” “Oh, um I’ve had a few beers before but I haven’t tried gin.” “That won’t do, I see I’ll need to educate you on class while you’re here.” Chester returned with two beverages in hand. I was sitting mid level rummaging through my bag when I saw it. Holy shit what the fuck was that? Chester was standing in front of me and my eye-line naturally fell to what was between his legs. He wasn’t just wearing underwear, it was a thong, and the crotch area was large and left nothing to the imagination, I could see the contour of his head, even some of the veins on his shaft. Damn, I know I’m in his house but this was way more casual than I was expecting. I remembered how warm it was out side and it wasn’t much better in the house, so I guess his attire made sense. My glance at his package was only a split second and I quickly looked up at him, putting away the image of down below. “Thanks unc- uh Chester.” I took the drink from him. He was leaning against the couch and crossed his legs. His bulge becoming more prominent. “So tell me how you’ve been. High school, plans for college, career stuff, relationship status, I want to know it all.”

This was salvaged from Bugshare.net, the 'Strictly Stories' section. *********************************************************** I like the gay group at school. We have weekly meetings and have a lot of activities, like when there was a demonstration recently to raise public awareness of gay hate crimes, we made posters, distributed flyers, etc., working together with other local gay groups. We also have bar night, my favorite, where we can mix and mingle. We headed out last week to a pretty tame dance bar and I immediately seized the opportunity to chat up this guy Brian and buy him a couple of drinks. I've wanted him for a long time. Brian is 23, brown hair, hazel eyes that look so innocent, short but beefy build,always wears sports gear and trainers. We looked through the free gay rags at the bar and he commented on how hot the leather daddy in one ad was. After talking for a long time on the bar side, where it's not as loud and they have booths, I said,"You like leather dudes like the one in the bar ad? Me too." I mentioned another group I was going to the following night at my friend Ron's house- a leather fetish group in which I thought Brian would be interested. Ron, the host, is a hardcore leather daddy- 55 years old,has a fully equipped dungeon in his basement, where he holds weekly parties with a lot of guys stopping by. I didn't mention how Ron is also POZ, the biggest sleaze I know, as are all of the guys who attend, myself included. Brian was really excited about being invited and said he always wanted to explore leather. "Explore you will," I said. I was rock hard just thinking of Brian getting a warm welcome from the older POZ sleaze guys at Ron's party and when I got up from the seat to go to the loo my pants were tented obscenely. My friend Eddie and I just call it the "bareback party" since that's all it is. Brian and my fellow bug chaser friend Eddie and I all met up and went to the party the next night. "What should I wear?" Brian asked. "Well, I have a leather vest you can borrow," I said. "But we usually strip down. You're cool with that, aren't you?" "For sure. No prob." Ron greeted us at the door and took 2 quid from each of us to cover refeshments, and we walked in to admiring glances from all the guys there- all of whom were nude or semi-nude, wearing jockstraps, leather arm bands, collars. One huge muscular guy, a top guy with lots of tattoos, looked over at us and smiled. He has fucked both Eddie and me on different occasions- both bareback, giving us huge loads, and doubtless looked forward to nailing the new piece of ass we brought with us. "Hey, how are you?" the leather dude said, and ushered us into the kitchen, where he poured us very strong drinks which Brian drank eagerly, out of nervousness. We started taking off our clothes, which our host Ron took from us. The leather dude, his cock already erect, started helping Brian out of his clothes, commenting on what a nice body he had. He said to keep the leather vest on, that it made him look so sexy. One of the older guys lit up a joint and offered it to us, which we all accepted- Brian inhaling much more than us. I think our drinks were slightly "enhaced" with something- which I expect and warmly welcome, but Brian's must have been especially strong. We had barely just arrived, and Brian was making out with the muscular POZ guy, who was feeling up his ass and rubbing his leaking dick against Brian's belly. When I turned my head for a minute to speak to someone who had fucked me the previous week, Brian was being led into a bedroom with Ron and the muscular guy. They left the door open, and guys were gathered around to watch. Brian was soon on his stomach on the bed,his sweet tight ass getting rimmed by the muscular POZ guy. I love GHB. Ron held poppers under Brian's nose as the muscular guy entered him bareback. He yelped and it seemed like he initially tried to struggle, but in the end he relaxed and accepted his long and quite rough fucking. Ron got out his digital camera and the room lit up in super-fast flashes of light as he caught Brian's pozzing to add to his huge collection of amateur bareback pics. Brian was just another bareback party-goer. The muscular dude bellowed out he was cumming and deposted his load in Brian's stretched butthole. He smiled and slapped Brian's ass when he was finished and then Ron took his turn, enjoying the leather top's cum as lube. Another 4 guys fucked Brian raw and then I felched all the cum out of his ass while they took pictures of us cum pigs. Eddie, meanwhile, was getting fucked raw on the bed next to us. The entire place smeeled wonderful. Like poppers and weed and fucking. A gay man's paradise. I let Brian keep the leather vest. He was pure excitement about everything that happened and definitely will be there next week. When that one bareback site was still up and operating,I bought a "BUGCHASER" t-shirt. I want to see Brian wearing that and nothing else at the next party. With him, we are one step closer to becoming the majority.

Bored at work spent morning cruising Grindr rather than focussing on work. Ended up finding a hot older guy to come breen my hole in the toilets, then a hot two k that wanted to take my load so fucked him full of cum too!! working in a uni has some benefits

Visiting LA in March. Would love to have your poz seed in my neg prep free hole.

As we walked to Clint’s car I contemplated why I was doing this. I wasn’t gay, I loved women. But in truth none of them really loved me, my cock had always been too small to even penetrate most girls. When Clint had tongue fucked my ass it felt so good that I had to go with him and see what he would do. As we got into the car Clint leaned into his back seat and grabbed Gatorade bottle. “This’ll taste like shit but just keep drinking it, it’ll make cunting you a lot easier.” I just nodded and began gulping down the vile liquid quickly realizing it wasn’t Gatorade. Clint began driving and once we were on the road pulled his sweatpants down revealing his massive cock. He nodded down to it while I stared. After a second he grabbed the back of my head and slammed it onto his 9 inch, beer can thick cock. “First lesson faggot, when an alpha male like me presents his cock to you, you get it in one of your hole asap, do you understand faggot” he screamed as he thrusted into my tight throat. I was trying my hardest not to throw up, when everything began feeling lighter am I felt my throat loosen up. Not only did my throat loosen but I began to enjoy having my throat fucked. After fucking my throat for 20ish minutes we pulled up to Clint’s house. “Take your clothes off, they aren’t coming in the house” he said, surprisingly I complied without even thinking about it even though I had always hated being naked. As I followed Clint to his door I began to realize that I was butt naked for the entire neighborhood to see, and I didn’t care. Once inside Clint showed me to the couch and put a pipe and lighter in my hand. “You’ve smoked weed before right” he asked and I nodded in response “ good it’s kinda like that breath out fill your lungs with the smoke then hold it, now finish that pipe while I go get some things ready.” As I began smoking the mystery drug I felt a rush of energy and a burning sensation through my body. I began to rub my cock after I finished the pipe but as I got close to cuming I felt a hard kick in my side and fell the the ground. “Your never touching that tiny fag cock again boy!” Clint screamed as he grabbed me by the hair “you’re my faggot now, I’ve spent over a year making you into the perfect muscle cuck for me and you’re gonna do what I fucking say” he screamed as he locked a small chain around my neck He then put something over my cock and locked it “there now you won’t be tempted into thinking you’re a man” “Now before your mind is totally gone im going to ask you something and if you say no you can leave right now ok” I nodded as I rubbed up against his leg loving the pressure on my locked cock. “ I have hiv and if I fuck you your going to get it too, once I cum in you your mine for the rest of your life not just in the sense of carrying my disease, but I will actually own you, you’ll spend the rest of your life kept high and full of my cum never making another decision again. “Do you want that boy” “Yes sir please I need you to use my ass again I need it please please please I’ll be your slave and let you do whatever you want I just need my hole filled now” “Atta boy” Clint said

I’ve had bottoms go from sucking to taking my cock in their ass at a moments notice without a word, so hot when they do that so love to have a bottom suck first and surprise me with a raw fuck 😛

Me too whOrehole! Not only for slut bottoms but for whore tops and vers too. The more we read the more slutty we become!

Not at all, I love reading about other guys and their adventures.

The first question I would ask you is, are you taking your medication as prescribed, regularly, without missing doses? Or are you being lax about it? You ask us if you’re downplaying HIV, but your actions will tell us more than your words. If you are taking your medication as prescribed, without fail, find another doctor. This one is being irrational. On the other hand, if you were being totally irresponsible and non-compliant taking your meds - in other words, downplaying HIV - then pay attention to her. She may be exaggerating the risks a bit, but she may be doing so in an attempt to startle you into compliance, since plain information hasn’t gotten through to you. I am extremely meds-compliant. I have missed exactly two daily doses of ART in the nine years since I started. When I called for my most recent refill and mentioned this to the pharmacist, she said, “Wow, we need to introduce you to some of our other patients.” And in spite of that, I get blips in my viral load count. It just happens, for various reasons. Regardless, your doctor is not wrong that you could get reinfected with a meds-resistant strain of HIV, but this is true regardless of your meds adherence. If the strain of HIV resistant to your ART, it’s going to bypass it whether you’re taking it or not, and the meds won’t be a barrier. The reason you’re at risk for it is that you fuck bare, and you fuck people of unknown status. It’s also why you’re at risk for STDs like syphilis. This doctor sounds as though her belief standard is that prevention trumps all risk, and she would rather see you curtail your sexual choice - or not fuck at all - to ensure that you remain disease-free on her watch. She fails to understand that your body belongs to you, not her, and you alone decide what risks you are willing to take with it. She does not sound very sex-positive, nor understanding of gay lifestyles, and you might be better served by a gay doctor who understands you better. Many members here attest to having such physicians. If you elect to keep this doctor, I suggest you do two things: 1) Take your damn meds. Every. Single. Day. No excuses. Do whatever it takes to make sure you get that pill in you every day without fail. 2) Tell the doctor, politely, something to the effect of: Thank you for your earnest advice. I appreciate your concern for my well-being. I have listened very carefully, and understand the risks to me as you have explained them, and there will be no need to repeat it. I will conduct my life in a way that seems best to me, and continue to count on your care, whatever may happen.

I had a cute 20 y/o college boy with an 8.5” cock over the other night to top me. He fucked 2 nice raw loads into me a then took his time licking and sucking them from my hole. He was 20 & I just turned 60.

Did you know that the translation in English is "butter-goose-table" ??? (I think there's a presumed "and" between the edibles) Obviously, the butter is for lube, and the "goose" is for the guy who's going to take the buttered Cock ..... 😉

Cody: Sunlight streaming in the bedroom window caused a bit of haze as I very slowly awoke. The two day drive from Seattle to Dad’s house in the suburbs of Chicago had really taken a lot out of me, but after a couple of very groggy minutes I realized I was in his bed, alone. I figured he had likely gone for a run. I really love sleeping in Dad's bed. Although I would have preferred to find him sleeping next to me, at least I could still smell him. My Dad and I started having sex several years before I left for college. It wasn’t an affair as much as it was pure hormones. Being a horny teen, I was eager to learn about sex, and Dad was more than willing to be my guide. I never complained, especially since I had long since adjusted to the reality I was gay, and, as my relationship with Dad expanded to include sex, I was more than ready and receptive, especially since then as now, Dad maintained had a nicely toned body. As I lay there in his bed, it occurred to me my morning wood was in complete agreement. After high school I was accepted at an out-of-state university. Fast forward several years of fun and hard work, and now, post graduation, I had a degree in finance and was back at my Dad’s house. I was horny and wanted his body more now than ever before. I couldn’t get enough cum. In college I had been a real pig, and sucked off more than one roommate. I’m surprised I came away from college without coming down with one STD or another. Anyhow, Dad was now 43 to my 22 years, but as he exercises religiously, he is still really young in my eyes. I was always slim and had been on my high school’s swim team, which helped get me a scholarship and to tryouts for the college swim team. I was trim, and I definitely like my body, but my 'little Cody' was doing all the thinking. I imagined if Dad were here right now I’d be sucking his cock and swallowing his cum. I wondered why we hadn't fucked the night before. I know I wanted him, and he had been very happy to see me, but as I had been exhausted by the drive, I guess I just passed out. The thought of Dad fucking me got me rock hard and horny to the point of distraction. Something needed to happen soon; I wanted, no, I needed Dad's cum inside my hole, especially when I thought back to my experiences in years past with Dad. I really liked it when, as we fucked, Dad would get verbal and nasty, calling me his cum hole. My cock started to leak. I got up to piss, and afterwards checked my phone. There was a text from Dad that read, “Getting an early run in, back soon Cod.” My name is Cody, but as long back as I could remember Dad has used the nickname 'Cod'. The kinky part of me wanted him to call me his “cum hole,” and tell me how he was breeding my ass. Fuck, I wanted to taste his cum. I decided to shower and get myself together before Dad got back. I was horned as fuck and thought about jacking off but decided to wait until Dad got back. I was determined to get his load. Dad: It was nice watching Cod sleep was nice, and knowing he needed the rest, I decided to let him sleep in and use the opportunity to hook-up with one of my regulars, Sam, I guy I met on Grindr. Sam and I have been fucking a couple of times a week or so for nearly a year now; with Cod away at college I had to have relief, and Sam satisfied my needs quite nicely. I have always barebacked, and had always topped with Cod but after he went away to school I decided to explore the role of a bottom and started taking bare cock from several guys, Tom, Alan, Nick, and Sam - just a few of the guys I had fuck me at one point or another over the last few years. I loved taking it bareback. I initially asked about the top's status but when Alan answered "I don't know," I decided to still take his load. After taking Alan's load I stopped asking the guy's status. I just wanted to be fucked hard and to take big loads of cum in my ass. I really had no idea if I’d ever taken a poz load of cum until I met Sam. He’s now 28, 6’ tall and lean. He reminds me somewhat of Cod, even if he is a couple of years older. He told me upfront that he was HIV positive. I replied I was HIV negative, but didn’t care either way; the truth is my cock had never been harder. What I didn’t know is that Sam did care about my status: he only wanted to fuck guys who were negative, and since he and I had hooked-up and I made switch to being a cum pig, one who had no trouble that an HIV positive guy was regularly fucking me, Sam had decided me wanted me to convert. Meanwhile I couldn’t get enough of Sam, and was flattered Sam couldn’t seem to get enough of me. He asked if I was still negative, but as I hadn't been tested for quite some time, more than a year or so, even if I had taken many of Sam's loads, still I had to answer that I didn't know. Sam frequently commented "I hope you convert," and "I'm gonna make it happen," but as far as I was concerned it was more of a matter that maybe he would, maybe he wouldn't, but as he was on meds I knew the chances were slim. Whatever the case, however, I definitely wanted him to fuck me - either way. I took a very short run and made my way to his place for sex. I was horny and given the thought of Cod laying naked in my bed, I needed poz cum right now. Sam and I had a fairly regularly routine: I would let myself in, strip naked and climb into his bed, and then we fucked hard and heavy while he told me how he was going to knock me up. “Hey sexy, fuck I’m so horny,” I called out. “Get on your back. I want to see your face while I breed you,” he replied as he entered the room. I flipped over, legs up and he thrust in roughly with no lube. He had fucked me so often that his cock goes in easily, and honestly it didn't really hurt, although I was surprised he was balls-deep on the first thrust. “Gonna’ really breed you deep this time, Mark. You want my poz cum?” “Fuck yeah, give it to me" was all I could mumble as he road my ass. Sam looked down at me, smiled, and leaned over, giving me a deep kiss. I could feel his sweaty nuts resting against my ass. I love that sensation. Somehow it really makes me feel like the top is in complete sexual control of me. “Sam, I’m so fuckin' horny. I want you to blow your poz cum into my hole. I want you to give IT to me.” “Oh yeah, you twisted fuck," he grunted, asking “You want me to poz .. uhhh... maybe both of you?” Sam knew Cod was back at my house. I knew what he meant. I was conflicted, but grunted approval. Sam knew we’d be fucking and if I was, or converted, I might pass it to Cod. “Yeah, you do want that. So fucking hot." He kept banging me, keeping-up a good rhythm, grunting and banging my ass. And, as he did so he remarked “I stopped taking my meds. I want you to be HIV positive." “Uhhhhhh… uhhhh… fuck me”, was all I could manage, “Fuck, it into me.” Sam was in full stride now, kissing me, he was looking me right in the eyes with a very devious grin and he knew that I wanted this as bad as he did. “Fuck… fuck… fuck… close”, he was kissing me hard now and “Uhhhhhhhhh…. FUCK… cummmm… ” and like that, he unloaded in my ass. It seemed like a really intense orgasm for him. As he lay on me, his hard cock plugging my ass, french kissing me, he sweated profusely. “I’ve been wanting to do that since we met,” he eventually commented. “Stop meds?” “Yeah. I wanted to convert you before we were really open about it and I knew I’d probably have to take a break from the meds to do it for real." “That’s so hot that you told me the way you told me just as you were about to blow. How long have you been off them?” "About a month or so, now, so I'm sure I'm toxic." We kept making out, Sam was so hot and his cock was still hard and still inside me. I knew I was a horny pig and I liked it bareback but I never thought of myself as chasing. Right now I couldn’t think of anything I wanted more than another load of his poz cum, so I murmured “I want more.” He, on the other hand, was still out of breath, and replied “Let me rest. Maybe you’ll get something you can’t get rid of.” I was hard and leaking. I hadn’t cum, I rarely did when Sam fucked me, but I started thinking about Cod and my cock started to leak. I felt an odd pang thinking I was going to give Cody cum, knowing I might seroconvert from my sex with Sam. Cody: I finished my shower, ate something and started to think about Dad. I was about to text him when I heard the door open, and in walked Dad, looking a bit sweaty and worn-out. "That must have been a good run," I commented. “Good run? Uh… yeah, good, wore me out. I think I’m going to get a shower." I could smell his arm pits as he walked by and it made my cock hard as he walked past me. “Dad?” “Yeah, Cod?” I walked up close to him and looked him in the eye the way a lover does, “I’m glad I’m home.” “Me too, Cod.” He smiled, kissed me, and then entered his bathroom, I nearly passed out in anticipation of the pleasures in store.

Morning... some great early morning hookups and cruising... before work, been bred and great to have cum soakin in my hole the rest of the day.

The guy who took.my virginity. He was older, by about 25 years. But had a 9.5 inch, thick,cut cock. We met on yahoo personals. I drove to his place, where we had a few drinks then went to the bedroom. We kissed while getting undressed and I'm immediately went to my knees and took him into my mouth. After a few minutes he opend a nightstand drawer and took out a bottle of lube. We shifted around where I could still suck his cock while he fingered my hole. He said I was really tight and he was going to use a toy to loosen me up a bit. He pulled out a silicone didlo about 8 inches long and pretty thick and slowly worked it into my ass. I kept sucking his cock and sucking his balls into my mouth. About 15 minutes later he got up and started to put on a condom. I looked at him and told him he didn't need that, and got onto all fours. He only lasted about 5 to 8 minutes inside me before he gave me my first load of hot cum in my hole. I ended up spending the weekend with him. Getting fucked in every room in his house. We hooked up and fuck 2-3 weekends a month over the next few years. Even had a few threesomes and a four way with another couple. I still use that first weekend memories for jack off material. Like right now

As my Circadian Rhythm is well and truly fucked I have worked out I'd be much better off living in the PST region as opposed to GMT. All that said, as I am posting this just gone midnight I think it is to safe to say that I am one big night owl.... tu-whit tu-whoo In fact, here is Patsy Stone channeling me 😆 No glass slipper was lost in the writing of this comment.

Chapter 3 I felt conflicted, but I also knew the gym made Maria horny. I struggled to get hard for her, only managing it when she offered me her ass. I could still feel Andy’s cum leaking from my hole. Fortunately Maria didn’t go there before I blew my load in her ass. I also knew I needed to take precautions. The next day I made an appointment at the health clinic for the day after. I didn’t explain over the phone the reason why. I arrived I quietly explained to the nurse I thought I may have had a poz partner. I was referred to an hiv expert apparently. ‘Hi , I’m Gino, I believe you think there may be a risk of hiv?’ ‘er yes’ I quietly said. ‘’Can I ask was this after sex with another man?’ I nodded and looked embarrassed. ‘Look Nathan, I see a lot of men like you. I can just give you Pep and / or PreP and tick a box. But if you want advice you need to open up. Just so you know, I am gay and I’m also hiv positive, so I know what you’re going through’ I took a deep breath’ okay, I’ve started having sex with men, though I’m with a girl. And we had unprotected sex and both guys were poz.’ I blurted. ‘. How do you know that? ‘Gino asked. ‘Because they told me’ ‘ok, before or after sex’ ‘before’ I replied. ’so you knew they were poz but still had sex. Did they promise to pull out but didn’t?’ ’no, they were going to pull out but I wanted them to cum in me. I don’t know why, I just wanted to know they had cum inside me’ ‘that is perfectly natural.why suddenly are you into gay sex.’ ‘It was an itch I thought I would scratch and that would be it, I would then stick to girls’ ’ok and has that worked.’ I shook my head. ‘No I just want more now, almost as if a light has gone on. I just want more cock.’ ‘ don’t we all’ Gino laughed. ‘Have you been to Kings sauna.’ ‘No what’s that?’ I asked ‘ it’s a gay sauna. It’s where a lot of married guys who pretend they’re not gay go, and where a lot of barebacking goes on. And a number of poz guys go too’ Gino said. ‘ok, here is what I will do. I will keep you as my patient. You’re out of time for pep to be effective for the first sex you had, you’re going to have to leave that for luck. You can take for the second time. And I will give you a prescription for Prep. But think whether you really want to take it. By the look of you’re cock, I can tell that poz talk turns you on. And you like the risk.’ I looked down and my cock was hard in my joggers. ’I’ll also put you down as bisexual …at the moment. When you know that has changed tell me’ . I didn’t say anything and red faced I took the prescription, trying to hide my erection. I picked up my prescription and took the dose, hiding the rest in my car. Gino’s words floated round my head. Was I turning gay? I didn’t think that was possible. Life turned back to work for the remainder of the week. However, on Friday I had made an excuse that I was going drinking with mates to Maria. But there was only one place I was going. The sauna. The itch was back I paid my entrance fee and sauntered in. I changed and wrapped my towel. ‘There’s lube and condoms in every cabin’ the attendant said. I wandered into the steam room, and sat down. I wasn’t sure of the etiquette so I kept a towel round me. I saw a guy in the gloom openly wanking. My cock stiffened and I removed my towel. The guy came over and without a word turned round and lowered his ass on my stiff cock. He only had time for a few riding motions before the steam room door opened and a couple of guys moved in. The guy on my lap disappeared like an apparition. One of the new guys came over and sat by me, the other on an opposite bench. ‘bareback, nice’ he said. He was slim and slipped off his towel. His cock was thin but very long. He reached over to my cock and started wanking me. I reciprocated and he turned and kissed me, snaking his tongue in my mouth. I felt myself being drawn in again. ‘we’re bare only’ he said. ‘Are you poz?’ I asked, remembering Gino’s words. ‘Yes we both are, Joe here is undetectable, though I have a viral load at the moment.’ It struck me that although I had taken the Pep, the Prep was still hidden in my car, untouched. ‘im neg, I’m not on anything’ I stammered, still stroking his cock. ‘No problem, we don’t bite’ he replied. I couldn’t help it, I lowered my head and started sucking his cock. ’good boy, suck that poz cock for me. Joe likes his sucked too’ I stood up , moved to Joe who opened his legs. I knelt in front of him and took his cock in my mouth too. I felt a hand lifting my torso, until I was on all fours. I carried on sucking. I was aware ove movement and suddenly felt what must have been skinny guys cock pushing into my already lubed hole . ‘Fuck ‘ I thought, he’s poz. I tried to move but Joe expertly held me in place. I couldn’t move other than to suck his cock. ‘ we’ll give you what you came here for ‘ Joe whispered in my ear. Skinny guys cock seemed to be prodding the whole of my insides as he picked up pace. Suddenly Joe erupted in my mouth. I was concentrating on swallowing all his cum when skinny guy grunted. And thrust deep. ‘Take my babies boy ! ‘ he whispered as he came in me. my head was in a swirl, as almost immediately they left me alone. I put my hand to my ass and felt the cum. I wandered to the showers. Had I really got what I came for. ? I was absentmindedly showering when a voice I knew said ‘Nathan, not really a surprise to see you here’ I spun round and saw Gino entering the showers. I glanced down at his shaven cock. The biohazard tattoo was in his pubic area.. ‘you can’t help it can you. It’s like a magnetic force drawing you in. I know the conflict your having.Tell me have you taken your Prep? ‘ I shook my head. ‘ Give yourself to your needs, don’t be ashamed, I can tell you’re a natural bottom. You just need to admit to yourself what you are. Turn round’ I did as I was told. ‘I’m going to fuck you Nathan. You can stop me at any time. You know I’m poz, and I will stop if you want’ I put my hands on the shower wall, and spread my legs. Gino’s hand went to my hole, and slipped a finger inside. ‘Mmm I’m not the first. I won’t be the last. I don’t know whether to cum in you ‘ he whispered ‘ please’ I whispered back’ please cum in me, I want it’ My cum brain had taken over. ‘What do u want.? Nathan’ ’i want you to fuck your poz cum deep in me , please’ I begged as he entered my sloppy hole . ‘Well since you asked so nicely I’ll give you what your body needs’ Gino whispered in my ear as he picked up pace. He pistoned in and out before announcing’ a heavy poz load cumming!’ And held me in place as his balls emptied. ‘Yes a natural, as I suspected. We need a proper talk. Come and see me at ten on Monday’ and with that he was gone. I looked around. Shadows here and there, but I could feel myself descending into a sordid pit. I wasn’t sure if I wanted to fight it or not…….

I love breeding in general, but glory hole breeding is so hot. Getting sucked and then he turns and slides on me..Love it. Especially when he pushes back and takes my cum deep inside.

Sure there is: anonymous fucking removes all the barriers we normally associate with interacting with others. We neither know nor care to know their names, what their issues are, what their lives are like, on and on. We only care that they're our sexual brothers-in-the-life needing what we have - and we need what they have. Other than the most basic human instincts; behaving decently, not harming others, etc, is all we need to observe. This is particularly obvious in the fuckjoints, where a T can rut in Hole after Hole - a form of "connection" or even validation for both the T and b. I wouldn't call it "dehumanizing", as Mammut does above: I see it the opposite way. It's completely "humanizing" to share our sexual depravities with each other. All the cultural bullshit gets checked in the locker, right along with our clothes. The act of celebrating our Lusts with other men - holding the same Lusts, one after the other, is an affirming, uplifting act that benefits and reinforces the 'personhood' of each guy. No names, no faces, often no talk at all - just the sexual exchange of expressing our basic sexual needs.

CHAPTER 8: Dad: It seemed as if every day for weeks continued like this. I would fuck my boy, then visit Sam, take his load, again and again. It might as well been a ritual. Many times after having visited with Sam I would find myself so horny that I would go home and have Cod drive Sam’s poz cum deeper into my ass. On other occasions I nearly raped Cod’s ass. My son Cod was my lover and I, his. I speculated on a few occasions if Cod was having sex with anyone other than me. I hoped not. The last time Sam fucked me he said he’d recently visited his immunologist and his viral load had spiked in the three months since his last visit. Sam had been blowing an enormous amount of his HIV+ cum inside my ass, and we were both determined to see me convert. I had to know if our sex had done the deed. I was determined to convert, and was equally determined to see my son also convert. I decided to get tested. Cod: Dad left for the afternoon to run errands, for all I knew Sam was fucking him right now, I wish Dad would talk about him. Two can play at this game, I thought, and I decided to get on BBRT which I haven’t used in a while; I created a new account. So many men are into bareback sex in Chicago, and so many it seems like are hiv+ undetectable. I remember how nervous Todd was when he told me he was positive and worried I’d never talk to him again; I think he was honestly surprised when we went back to him fucking me bareback. After searching a bit, I found one guy close by, twinkish, versatile, loved my profile; his status said “Ask me”. It took 2 emails to find out he’s hiv+ and undetectable and for us to exchange numbers and text each other, he was 19 years old. He never once made mention or asked me about my status (which reads negative in my profile). “I only bareback he said,”, “Same”, I responded. Amazing.. twenty or so minutes online and a guy was coming to my house to fuck me. Adam texted a few minutes later that he was close and he pulled up to my Dad’s house about 5 minutes later. “Nice place”, I let him in, “Thanks”. We looked at each other and immediately started to make out, it felt so good. “Where’s your bedroom?”, I let him down the hall to the bedroom I shared with my Dad, he saw photos, “You live with someone? Roommate?”, “My Dad.”, “Ohhh.. is he… “, “No he’s not here and won’t be for a while” and I grabbed him to make out. We started to undress and got on the bed naked, still making out, Adam was rubbing his cock against me. It was getting hard quickly, I didn’t realize for a short guy (he’s 5’ 7”) that his cock would be so big (it was easily 9”), I loved it. We were kissing and he was leaking precum and rubbing it onto me, “You want this?”, rubbing his cock on me, “Yes.”, I moaned into his mouth, we kept making out and somehow I reached over and grabbed the lube. I thought about the words Todd used to use, “I want you to fuck me and breed me deep.”, that really turned him on, as he elicited a “HOT!” while kissing me. Adam used the lube on both of us and then got between my legs which went over his shoulders very easily, I was horny, I wanted it and I didn’t give a fuck if he was hiv+ or not; besides I thought, Todd fucked me bareback all those times and I’m still negative. Adam eased slow into me and moaned, I know it had to feel good, I’ve got a great ass or so my Dad says. “Ohh fuck… your cock… feels so good”, “Yeah.. your ass feels great, too.”, and then he used his weight to slide that huge cock the rest of the way in, “I’m all the way in you… is that cum already in there?”, “Yeah…. “ (I grunted), “Fuck that’s hot”, his cock was big and I grunted, “You ok?”. I looked at his eyes, “Fuck me” and we kissed, he started slowly moving his cock inside of me. I didn’t bother to tell him it was my Dad’s cum he was driving deeper into my ass. “Fuck… I love your ass, I’m so glad like to fuck bareback,… you know I’m poz right”, and he pushed in as he said it to punctuate his tone. “I know”, and I squeezed down on his cock with my ass muscles, “Uhhhhhhh….. “, he groaned, “fuck, … that felt great”, “Fuck me Adam! Breed my ass like my Dad does." He looked at me a little strange but he didn’t stop fucking me. “Your Dad fu..fu.. fucks, you? That’s his cum?”, “Yeahh… he does”, I paused and gave it up, “And yeah… it is”, and I clamped down hard on his cock. “Much more of that and you’re gonna get a big load of poz cum in your ass.”, I did it again to make sure he knew I wanted his cum. “Fuck… oh fuck! Alright then… I’m close”, “Cum inside me!”, I practically demanded. “Oh fuck yeah… I love guys who bareback, “ he said between breathes, he was working up a sweat and I knew from enough sex with Dad that he was close to cumming. He leaned in and got my ass raised so that he was fucking me deep and his balls were slapping my ass, we were making out and my breathing was ragged, “I’m gonna cum… “, “Me too…”, I felt my nuts tighten and my load started to squirt, “Uhhhhhhhhh…. Uhhhhhhhhhhhh………. Cummmmmmmm… “, was all he managed to get out and I knew he was dumping his load inside me. My first poz sex and cum since Todd, Todd was on meds though and Adam said he was undetectable so I felt alright about it. Besides Adam was so hot I wanted his cum inside me bad and there we were. He removed his cock and we laid on the bed together, kissing, me with 2 big loads of cum in my ass, “That was great”, he said, “Me too… I mean yeah… yeah it was”. After a few minutes Adam got up and dressed, “Again sometime?”, “Love to”. He left. Wow that was intense my first real sex with another guy besides my Dad since college, it was fucking hot. Dad: I found myself sitting in the HIV testing center on Halsted. They use a numbering system to keep test results anonymous; Sam said that is how I should test. It was Tuesday afternoon and the place was practically empty except for the 2 guys working the desk, the one greeting people, Chris, was very good looking with a go-tee. He gave me a number; I sat down. A few minutes go by and a cute kid, looked 18ish, comes in, takes a number and sits down nonchalantly as if he’d done this many times before. I thought he really looked younger than Cod, but not “too much younger”. He had short brown hair, under a ball cap and the cutest blue eyes; I had to get to know him. “Hey… uhmm… Getting tested, too?”, “Yeh”, he replied and held up his number. “Me too”, holding up mine and smiling. He smiled back. “I’m Mark”, “Jake”, I swear my cock got a little hard as he said it. “This is my first time testing.”, “Really?”, he said, “..think this is my 5th or 6th time.”, “Oh yeah? You get tested often?”. “Eh.. I guess not .. good friend of mine, says I should get tested often because .. well, you know.”, “Because… you’re… “, I paused, “Gay.”, he said. “I’m gay too, its cool.”, I nearly blurted it out. Chris gave me a quick glance, we made eye contact, and he smiled. Wow he was so good looking, but I wanted to focus on Jake. “Glad to hear that.”, he said, “… glad we got that cleared up”, and be both had a quick laugh. “Your boyfriend couldn’t come, too”, I asked, “I’m not dating anyone right now… “, he paused, “You?”. “My boyfriend and I … we uhmmm… we’re… open”, I tried not to making sound so slutty, and I didn’t want to tell him my son was my boyfriend – at least not now; I also didn’t want to push him away. “That’s cool”, he moved over a seat to sit beside me, we made eye contact, “Hope this is cool.”, “Yeh… its cool Jake,.. you’re a good looking guy,”, “Thanks you too. My last boyfriend was 40.”, he offered, I obviously paused a little too long, “Not that you’re … “, “Its cool Jake, “ we laughed, “I’m 42 actually and my boyfriend is 22.. I love younger guys,”, “Cool. I like older guys”. “How old are you?”, I asked, “Eighteen…. That cool?”. I looked at him a second and smiled, “Very ok Jake… definitely ok. You nervous about getting tested?”, “Nahhh…. I get tested often”, and he lowered his voice a bit, “I really prefer to bareback and one of my friends… well, she worries I’ll get something.”, “Well its possible”, especially if I pump a load of hiv+ cum in your ass, I thought. “I decided to get tested, it just seemed like the right idea, even though I’ve been careful”, “Me too”. Chris called my number. “That’s me… ok, nice meeting you Jake, hope you’re here when I get back.”. Chris led me to one of the examination rooms and asked what seemed to be standard questions about safer sex practices, I said “no” when he asked if I had questions about using Condoms or the test itself. He said they test for hiv antibodies that can show up as early as about 90 days, sometimes sooner, sometimes later and that a negative result might not mean I’m not positive. I spoke cordially and told him what he needed to hear, its not like I was going to tell him I was bugchasing with a guy who went off meds to poz me. He asked me to swab the inside of my gums and he put it into a solution and closed it up, “Go back and sit in the lobby and I’ll call you when this is ready.”, “Ok, thanks Chris”, and I gave him a smile, he gave me one back. Jake was sitting there still, “They already test you, too?”, I said, “Not yet.”, and then Chris called Jake’s number. “Back in a minute.” And he disappeared into the same lab room I was in. It seemed like only a few minutes and Jake was back, “back”. We sat and talked about boyfriends and Starbucks and whatever to kill the time. Chris called my number again and we went into a different lab room; that got my attention. “ok.. I’ve got your test results, … any questions”, “Nope.”, I said. “Are you ready to learn if you’re hiv+ or not?”, “Yeah… I think so, I can handle it.”. He paused, “Your test was negative.”, I lied to him and said matter-of-factly, “That’s good.”. “We do ask for a $20 donation to keep the center open and offering free testing, if you can’t… “, I cut him off, “It’s cool. I got it.”, I gave him $40, “That second $20 is for whoever comes in next that doesn’t have it,”, “Nice. Thanks.”, he paused again thinking, “Can we uhmm.. “, he paused a bit, ”get toge….”, “You wanna get together sometime”, I blurted out. We both grinned, “yeah man…. Love to”. “Sorry we’re not actually supposed to do that… but I … I… you’re hot”, we made straight eye contact, “I think you’re hot, too.. is it forward to ask if you top or bottom?”. We both laughed, “Mostly bottom… “ and he paused again, “Bareback?”. My eye went up, I smiled, “Me too.” I gave him my number, “Just text me later when you’re off”, “Cool.”, that was weirdly intense and I was hard when I went back to the lobby. Just like before I got to the lobby and Jake’s number was almost immediately called, he looked at me, and he went to a lab room with Chris; I wondered what his results would be? I decided to wait. Jake returned some minutes later like I did, “That was weird he didn’t ask me to pay this time. I didn’t think you’d still be here”, “I thought I’d wait for you”, we were talked but decided to walk outside. “Wanna get together sometime?”, “Love to…. “, he leaned toward me looking down at my crotch, “Love for you to give me your bare cock”, I smiled, “I tested negative, we can do that”, “Cool. Same.”. My thoughts went a little wild thinking I went to get tested for hiv+ and met two cute really cute guys and both want to fuck bareback; crazy. I texted Sam, “I’m horny and I need to cum over right now.”, “Just got home… come on”. About thirty minutes or so later and I’m naked at Sam’s house, on all fours, and his bare poz cock is riding me like he has all these times before. “Fuck! Sam! I love your poz cock…. Still off meds?”, “Yeah babe… “, fucking me, groaning, “You know I’m not going back on ‘em ‘til you test poz… when you gonna get tested?”. It hadn’t been quite 3 months since Sam and I started down this path, him intent on being my poz gifter, and me intent on being the hiv+ bottom that he knocks up. “Got tested today”, I said as I pushed back on his cock, he groaned again trying to push in further, “ohh yeah….”, “yeah….”. I loved teasing him. He kept fucking me, the only noise was our groans punctuated by the slapping sounds of his crotch and my ass. “So……?”, after a few minutes go by, I waited… I knew it was making him crazy, “Still neg”, “FUCK!”, he said, “I know”. He started fucking me harder. “Bareback fucker… you want it don’t you, you and me, we’re gonna knock that ass up --- get a positive test result next time.”. “Oh fuck yeah… Sam! Do it... fucking breed me… I want it.”, I was squeezing down on his cock the way Cod would do to me sometimes. “I … fucking … want you … to fucking … POZ ME!”, I nearly shouted and Sam took that as a marching order, he was directly behind me but he was adjusting his cock left and right to try and push harder into me, he told me he liked being rough to try and make me bleed a bit; that’s how he went poz so quickly when he chased. “Yeah… Sam,.. do it, fuck me rough .. make me bleed, fill me with poz seed deep in my ass and infect me. I want poz”. “You are going to poz Cod aren’t you?”, “Already trying… I want that as much as I want you barebacking me and dumping unmedicated poz cum in my ass", “I’m close, neg boy”. “FUCK YES! GIVE IT TO ME…. POZ ME SAM!”, he was groaning hard I knew he was about to dump inside me again, “Fuck….. fuck… fuck… here it comes babe… you’re gonna…. ARHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!”, he held still and I could feel his cock expand and his hips jerk a bit, he was filling me up. Sam was pumping hiv+ cum inside me. “Oh fu...... love it… love that….”, he was out of breathe again, like usual. He held still for a long time, longer than normal, heavy breathing between the both of us, both of us sweaty. I was gonna breed the fuck out of Cod when I got home.

Dad: “Fuck.. fuck.. fuck… fuck me… fuck me… “, I groaned to the slapping sounds of Sam’s body slapping against my ass, “I want it”, “Oh yeah? So hot .. uhhhh… tell me… tell me what you want”, “I want… your…. Cum… Sam”, I said between breathes, “I really want IT”, stressing the word “IT”. I love Sam’s cock its so hot, almost 9 inches and I love feeling every vein when he guides it in. With Cody being at home I haven’t been over to Sam’s for a while and we’ve both been going crazy to get back to a regular fuck schedule. “…still off my meds … its going on 4 weeks, you’re going to get a big load of unmedicated poz cum today -- making me wait on your hole.”, “Oh fuck…”, the words rang through my head and made me dizzy. Sam said this to me the last time we fucked but now it really made me realize, he was fucking me and he was going to breed me with HIV+ cum deep inside my hiv- ass. I could literally be HIV+ after this session or the next, I might already be. Either way we both knew he would keep fucking me and I would keep taking his cum. Sam kept banging my hole, and my head was swirling, poz cum, being HIV+, Cod, what if I get infected? What if he gets infected? I just kinda blurted it out, “BREED ME SAM!”, it just came out of me. “Yeah you do want me to knock you up? Hot fucker.. Don’t worry I’m going to be breeding you a long time and I’m not taking meds until you’re poz.” “Fuck! Fuck yeah…”, my legs were up around Sam’s neck and he was using my ass deep and hard now with intent and a deep, steady rhythm. “I’m so close Mark, I’m getting there, I’m going to pump my HIV+ seed into you and you’re going to keep it there.”, “Fuck .. I know.. I want it”, “Say it… say what you really want, tell me.”, “I love sex between us Sam, I want to be HIV+, I want it to happen.”, “What about Cody?”, “What about him?”, “Are you going to pass HIV+ cum to him, or are you going to wimp out and not fuck him anymore?”. I haven’t fucked Cod even once after his return from college, I think he was feeling hurt, I wanted to fuck him every day and I knew it, eventually, it will happen, “I’m going to fuck him, Sam.”, “And you know he will probably end up HIV+ too? You sure you’re ok with that?” My ass felt so good, I was so horny and Sam was riding me with those long, deep strokes, “Yeah..”, “Yeah?”, “Yes. I want that. I want to fuck Cody, I want to breed him. If he goes poz from our sex, it’ll be so fucking hot.”, “Fuck yeah Mark, .. so twisted”, “Fuuuuck… I know”. Sam could barely talk he was making that noise he makes, the grunting, I knew he was close, “Gonnna fucking nut.. uhhhhh.. uhhhhh… gonna.. FUCKKKKKKKKKK! CUMMMMMMMMMMM”, Sam’s orgasm took over his body and just like that he was breeding me. It seemed like a huge load of his poz sperm jetted out of his cock directly into me; I was officially chasing, he knew it – and now I knew it. From this point I knew we’d have purpose in our sex with his intent to infect me with his HIV, “FUCK! FUCK! Ohhhhhhhhhhh fuck”, he groaned and really he dumped his load in me. “Fuck! Fuck! That’s so fucking hot.. give it to me, poz me”, I said it just like that, “I’m gonna knock you up boy”, “I want to be HIV+”. He was out of breathe, but leaned down to kiss me and I was all over him; his cock slipped out, but I kept my hole tight so I didn’t lose his seed. He broke our kiss, “Turn over, I’m not done.”, I looked at him intently, “Turn over”, he said again. I moved my legs down and positioned on my stomach, “Doggy style”, “Again?”, “Yes. I’m so worked up I need to cum again while I’m still hard and horny”. I moved again and positioned my ass in the air, without saying anything Sam’s cock entered me all the way without any resistance, “mmmmmm” we both kind of moaned at the same time. “Fuck yeah… breed me again, give me another load.”, “You’re getting it pig, just you wait you’re going to get what I got.”, he started a fast rhythm, all the way in, and all the way out, followed by quick jabs. I had read about bugchasing and thought it was just too crazy, but now, with Sam’s infected cum in me I knew it was what I wanted. And if Sam was intent on sharing his seed and infecting a neg hole I was intent on being a breeding ground for his bug. “Fuck .. fuck... fuck… so hot… love that hole”, honestly I had been barebacking with lots of different men, I was kind of surprised I wasn’t already poz, of course I hadn’t tested, maybe I already was? I decided I’d get tested after the weekend so I could tell Sam and let him know for sure that if I’m neg. This way, if I’m not poz, we will know its his cum doing the deed and bringing, and eventually Cod, me into the brotherhood of poz men. I was so hard. Cod: I heard Dad’s car pull-up, he was back from one of his runs. I’m so horny for cum right now. I can’t help but think that unless he’s exhausted I want and need my Dad’s cock inside me. “Cod!”, I hear him yell, “Where are you?”, “..bedroom”. I was still naked, I liked sleeping late on Sundays and I hate clothes; he came in and just looked at me. He started to undress… neither of us really said anything, our eyes remained locked though while he quickly stripped. He stepped towards the bed and grabbing me a little rough. In a flash he’s kissing me intensely, “Daddy needs to fuck his boy.”, “… MMMM yes”, I moaned, “I need my Daddy.” I was so horny for it, I grabbed lube from the night stand and positioned my legs up, ass exposed, before he can say anything else or change his mind. We have been having lots of hot sex but he hadn’t been fucked yet and I was ready for a big load of Daddy’s cum deep inside me; this would be the first time I’d had cum inside me since Todd fucked me months ago. A quick squirt and I can feel the lube kind of chilly on my hole and my Dad using it on himself. A moan escape me, he’s just teasing my hole with his cock, “FUCK ME! Please, Daddy”, I offer to him in my youngest sounding boy voice. I need it so bad, he just kept rubbing my hole -- teasing me. “My baby boy needs his Daddy’s bare cock?”, it wasn’t really a question he knows I want and need it -- badly. "Please, Dad, please give me your cock.", I begged. Dad: Words cannot express how happy I was that Cod started to beg for my cock. Cody belonged to me, and I needed him to belong to my cock again. Even if Cody got a taste of someone else's dick, he would always come back to his Dad for sex. I lifted his legs up high over my shoulders, I leaned over Cody and stared down at my son. When he saw my face so close, square and handsome, looking down at him, his asshole flared and opened up. I moved my mouth over my boy’s and pushed my bare cock into his cum hole. Cod gasped, as I expected him to, I took that opportunity to shove my tongue into his mouth. My entire eight plus inches plunged into my son, rearranging his guts, I just kept kissing him. In my mind all I can think about is Sam asking me, “Are you going to pass it to him, or are you going to wimp out and stop fucking him?”, stressing the word “IT”. All the way in, I pulled away a bit and rubbed Cod’s stomach, my pubes tickling his balls. "You ready?" I asked with a smile. "Uh huh", Cod mumbled. Cod: Dad's dick was bigger than Todd’s and he was hitting some new spots; the position was a little uncomfortable. Dad pulled back, withdrawing at least seven inches of his man-meat. He plunged back in causing a bit of a whine and moaned at the same time from me, my face contorted and breathing quickened. "You all right, boy?", a little gruff realizing that Cody was having a hard time taking his cock, it had been too long. "I just gotta get used to you again, Dad." I said breathing hard, I was kind of embarrassed by my inadequacies at taking his cock but now that he’s fucking me I knew it would be a regular thing again. Dad started to get into a good rhythm and he was long-dicking me now. A good six or seven inches were coming in and out with each of his thrusts. As Dad bottomed out deep inside me, a dull pain went through my body; Todd’s cock never hurt this much. The pain in my chest was causing me to go into sensory overload. I started to buck my hips against my Father's cock; it hurt, but I loved every second. “Love your sweet cum hole baby boy”, and he pushed his whole cock into me as he said it. "Cod, you’re smelling slutty right now - like man ass and cum. You like being your Dad's cum whore?", he asked. I could only nod, my mouth was open and my tongue was hanging out. Dad couldn't resist my open mouth apparently and I found him doing something else we had never done before as he pulled up a big loogie and spit into my mouth. "You gonna cum for me, Cod? You gonna get off while I’m breeding your tight boy ass?", I nodded again. I grabbed my cock and started to stroke it, clamping down my ass muscles, this caused lots of moans of approval from Dad. He grabbed on to my nipples, one in each hand, and started to twist hard. At the same time, he was really pounding my butt hole with short, hard thrusts. I gasped a bit and leaned back, closing my eyes. I can feel Dad's dick sliding through my ass, hitting all the right spots inside me. Dad’s twisting my nipples like two dials on an old radio. I’m so into it, I start bucking my hips up and down to meet Dad's thrusts, and suddenly I felt it -- I was about to cum while Dad’s dick was deep inside me. My whole body was convulsing, Dad slapped me on the face. "Use it for me, Cod.", he said as he shoved his dick deep into me, "Milk my dick while you cum. Use your orgasm to get me off." The slap brought me out of the orgasm haze I was going into and I started to clamp my ass muscles down hard around Dad's dick. The feeling of my muscles trying to close but not being able to only added to the feelings in my dick. I felt it, and then I shot five ropes of cum with Dad's cock buried deep inside. My abs and the head board were literally painted with my jizz. "Oh yeah, son. That feels so good." Dad moaned, "Pull the cum out of my dick. You want Daddy’s seed?”, he knew I did. I couldn’t think, I just gave his cock more squeezes to show him what I needed. Dad: “Fuck!... ohh fuckkkk Cod, here it comes boy, your Daddy’s load is going to breed you deep, maybe knock you up”, I felt my cock so hard and then my orgasm took over, “Ohhhhhh .. fuck… ohhhhhh… cummmmming” and I started to unload deep inside his ass for the first time in years. I could barely think but I could hear myself talking to Sam, “I’m going to fuck him, Sam ……. I want to breed him. If he goes poz from our sex, it’ll be so fucking hot.”, those thoughts raced through my head as I was breeding my son. I let Sam fuck HIV+ cum into me and now I was fucking my boy and possibly sharing HIV+ cum with him. Cod was just staring at me, he was elated, I bend over to kiss him, but made sure to keep my dick deep inside him the way Sam had done all those times with me.

Cod: Two days go by and I’m sleeping next to my Dad in his bed every night; it was that way before college, too. We’ve had sex each night so far, too, and occasionally during the day. To this point though, it’s been just me cumming inside my Dad; he hasn’t fucked me – its making me crazy. At this point, poz or not, I’m beginning to miss Todd, and his big loads of cum inside my ass. I shot twice yesterday and honestly, I can’t believe how big the loads were; I’m so horny for my Dad but I need and want his cum in my ass. Waking up I can feel a warm, wet mouth sucking on my cock, I’m so hard right now. “Ohhhh… yeah, Ohhh yeah… feels good.. Ohhhh… Dad, fuck, Dad”, he didn’t break rhythm as my hands found his head encouraging him even if I was only half awake. I remember sucking Todd off like this so many times in our dorm and now I know why he loved it so much -- what a great way to be woken up. Dad: My boy woke up, but I kept sucking his cock, I was determined to get that load, “Ohhhhh Dad… “, he kept moaning, his hands on my head, I kept getting him really close, then I’d ease up, then get him close again. My son’s body worked like my own and if edged a huge load of semen would eventually be squirting out. I’m so hungry for his load. “Dad… dad… dad.. suck me… mmmmm”, he kept moaning, he was really close. “ohh fuck Dad, I’m close… I’m close… “, I ease up again “ahhhhhhh… dammit”, I held his cock in my hand and licks his nuts they’re sweaty and I can’t seem to get enough of them (or what’s in them for that matter). I knew my boy was suffering now though, I was really teasing him, and he needed to shoot. “Yeah… boy, you wanna nut? Is that what you want? Feed your Daddies hungry mouth with cum?”, I didn’t wait for an answer I just sucked his cock back into my mouth and worked my tongue in the slit before taking it into my throat, then back up slow. “Fuck!... Fuckk!....” and like that he started to cum, “EAT MY CUM DAD! FUCK!”, he blurted out, my mouth overflowing with my son’s semen, it’s so hot. I love that he can produce so much and I love swallowing it almost as much as taking it up my hole. At this point, I hadn’t cum in 3 days, I’m saving my load for something special but I nearly shot right there just from his orgasm. Once he comes down a bit I ease up on him but keep the head in my mouth, I really want more from this morning if he’ll give it to me. Cod: I can’t believe how hard I came, and he swallowed all of it, except for a bit that leaked out of his mouth. “Dad? Dad? Let me up.. Sensitive.. let me up… Dad.”, he just kept it right there in his mouth, glaring up at me. “Dad, you gotta let me up”, he didn’t move, “Dad, I really need to go piss, get up.”, he just looked up at me. “Dad, I gotta piss, no joke.”, he removed my cock long enough to say, “Go ahead boy, I wanna try this”, as if he’d never tried watersports, maybe he hadn’t, we hadn’t really discussed it, and other than that little bit of fun in the shower I didn’t really know. "Uhmmm… ok Dad,...really... you sure?", “Yeah boy, now piss for your Dad”, my cock was still throbbing a bit. Not needing to be told twice by own Father, “Fine. Put your son’s cock back in your toilet mouth and get ready to drink. I'll try to go slowly...at first." He licked his way around the head of my cock again gathering up the leaking juice, then swallowed the full head in my mouth. I placed one of my hands back on his head. "Just wait Dad...I think I can piss with a hardon, but sometimes it takes me a bit. Wait...wait...ahhh, yeah…that’s it, here comes some for you now." Dad: I feel a warm stream flowing over my tongue and quickly gulp it down, moaning from deep in my chest. He let go of some more and I swallow that just as fast. "Uhhh… Ohhhhh, that's it Dad...drink down my morning piss. I’d never gotten into piss before Dad, I’m a little turned off and turned on all the same time, but looking down at you drinking is getting me really worked up. Ohh fuck.. here’s some more Dad, a little more than last time, I hope you can handle all of this." He let the flow come out a little stronger this time but having done this a few times with Sam, and other guys, I had no trouble keeping up. Early morning piss always seemed stronger and my boy’s was no exception, it didn't matter to me though, I was really turned on and reached down to grab on to my own hard cock and started to stroke myself a bit. “Ok Dad… more, you want it, here's some more for you.” At this point I think he’s fully awake because he really let loose, I don't think he was holding back at all. It briefly crossed my mind the bed could get very wet if I’m not careful. I was trying my best to keep up with him and truthfully each swallow was getting more difficult so soon after the last one, I was getting worried that I'd be washing sheets before the morning was done. Just as I was about to reach up and grab hold of him as a way of warning him that I couldn't take any more I feel the flow of his piss slow down, then he clenches his muscles the way you do when you want to get the last of the piss out and he gave out a huge sigh. I started to bob my head up and down his cock then, determined to get that last bit of his piss to shoot out into my mouth. "Damn boy...that was so hot!", “yeah Dad, wow, never done that before.”.. we both laid there for a second to chill, but I knew this couldn’t last, I was craving Sam’s poz cum in my ass, it was time for a run.

CHAPTER 3 Cod: “Ohhhh… Dad”, he was slow stroking my cock with his left hand, it felt really great. Then he leaned down to kiss me and looked at me with a little smirk… his right hand found my nipple, “owww… ohhh… fuck… Dad, ohhhh.. “, he knew what he was doing. I can feel him rubbing the head of my cock in his ass crack, it feels great. My precum is flowing heavy and I can tell Dad is wiping it in his ass crack and all over his hole; what is he up to? “It’s been so long baby, so long since we’ve had our private time together. Your Dad is craving cum.”, Craving cum? I thought. When did this happen?. All the times Dad and I had private time, all the times he sucked my cock, and I sucked him off, and all the times my Dad had fucked me before I left for college I was always the bottom and I always took his cum, usually in my ass. Once in a while he’d swallow my cum, and I made a lot of it, but I never once fucked him or even thought of him as a bottom; he was my Dad and he was my top. My eyes must have given away my thoughts, “So my little boy needs to blow his load?”, he blurted out. He pinched my nipple a bit harder, I was being hyper-stimulated, then I felt him push back against my penis and the head of my cock slid into him. “FUCK! DAD!”, I was huffing, “Relax baby boy, Daddy’s cum hole is going to get you off.” I only topped a few times in college, most of that was during the time Todd stopped fucking me, I was a little hurt and needed to nut and I found I liked topping guys who were younger and smaller than me. This was different, I loved sex with my Father, it wasn’t just about getting off but right now with his hole sucking my bare cock all the way in, the only thing I wanted was to bang him hard and dump my load deep. “Fuck, Dad, your hole… uhhhh.. your hole, it – it… uhhhh… fuck, it feels so great.”, “You like your old man’s hole, Cod? You gonna breed it? I want it Cod. I want IT.” Todd always talked to me like that when he was fucking me, it really turned me on when he said he wanted to give “IT” to me – I never really thought about why. “Dad? Oh fuck… Dad, you want your son’s cum? You want it inside?” We were getting into a good rhythm, him riding me, and my balls touching his ass, it never occurred to me that Dad bottomed or would be so damn good at it. Dad trained me how to show love sexually and told me to always take his cum, and here he was begging for my seed; I was really getting into it. Somewhere in the back of my mind I remembered that Todd was positive and fucked me regularly that last year of college or so, but all I can think about is how bad I want to squirt a big load of my sperm deep in my Dad’s ass; nothing else mattered right now. Dad: “Fuck me, Cod, fuck me.”, as many times as Sam had bred me it felt nothing like having my own son’s cock deep in my ass; I wanted his cum more than anything right now. “I want it boy, give IT to me.”, we both knew this will not be a one time thing, my boy needs to learn to give me his cum the same way I gave mine to him. I looked down at my boy, his eyes rolled back, he was in heaven. I’m riding his 7 inches with a nice constant stroke, I know he’s going to nut soon and when he does I want it all deep inside me. “Dad, ohhh fuck… Dad, …feels so good, how are you doing that?”, I was squeezing his cock with my ass muscles the same way Sam taught me to do once he went off meds, when Sam told me he wanted my hole to squeeze the poz cum out of his cock; I started doing it every time we fucked. “Dad! Dad! Fuck.. I’m going to … oh fuck, feels so… I’m going to cum.”, “Do it boy, I want it, give IT to me.”, “Uhhhhhh fuck… “, my boy raised slightly off the bed and I lowered myself as he started to unload, I think he wanted his cock buried as deep inside me as I wanted it to be. It was so intense taking my son’s cum in my ass, it wasn’t the same as when Sam fucked me, but it was incredibly hot. Cod: Dad leaned down, not letting my cock slip out, and we started making out. My cock never went soft, “Does Daddy need another load of his son’s cum?”, I said in a slightly childish/sarcastic tone, “My tight hole needs cum, Cod”, “That’s tight?”, now he grinned sarcastically and between kisses; we both laughed a bit. Bareback sex with my Father felt sinful and risky and it kept my 7” cock rock hard; I needed this so bad. That last year of Todd fucking me, telling me how he was breeding me was always intense but it felt nothing like being naked with my own Dad. I stopped for half a sec to think that I had never really tested for HIV and Todd was positive and fucked me very frequently after we reconnected. I was pondering all this and my cock started to go soft, my Dad squeezed down hard with his ass, looking at me, “What’s going on in that head of yours, Cod?”, that snapped me out of it. I knew Todd had fucked and bred me and fucked hiv-positive cum inside of me over and over, and now it was done, my Dad had my cum inside him …. If I was poz, I thought, I might have just given it to him. Knowing there was no going back and feeling his ass, my cock was instantly hard again, (I lied a bit) “I was thinking how hot it was to breed your ‘tight’ hole, Dad, and how you’re about to get a second load.”, “Good boy. This time, breed me on my back, I want you in control of where you unload, and I want it hard and deep – fuck me like you mean it, like you really want to give ‘IT’ to me.”, he said it again. Dad has lust in his voice when he tells me he wants my spunk, poz or not, he’s going to get it. He slipped off my cock onto his back and brought his legs up, “Yeah, boy get in there deep, really breed my ass this time. I want your cum.”, I moved and got myself lined in position, a quick glance in his eyes, and I forced it all the way in, “Ohhhhhh…. Yuppppp.. “, he groaned as I hit bottom, he could feel my sweaty nuts touching his ass and we both knew my cock was going to dump another big load inside him. Evening after just blowing a load my cock was so hard, the size caused him to moan deeply, as each inch of my stiff, fat, flesh-covered rod, pulled back then pushed deeper and deeper into his hole. "Ooh, yea! Cod, fuck me! Stuff that fat cock inside me!", he groaned as my hips began to gyrate against his body. I loved him talking dirty, with my bare cock inside him, he couldn’t talk filthy enough for me. He quickly realized, the more he talked, the harder I fucked him. Dad moaned heavily, as I laid into him, my bare cock fucking his ass as deep and hard as our bodies would allow. My cock isn’t huge but, it felt as though it almost pushed his ass to it's maximum ability, without causing real pain. Maybe I was just extra horny because it was my Dad, maybe it was the thoughts of Todd breeding me, or maybe it's because I really like fucking, or should I say 'make love'? I wanted to breed him, but I was in no rush, he was going to feel every inch of my cock. We had a real rhythm going, it was as though we didn't want to waste any of my cock or motion, I tried to pull my engorged tool almost completely out with each stroke, only leaving the head implanted in me. Then effortlessly slide back into him, until my nuts were tight up against his ass again. For now, I was in ecstasy, hot sex with my father inside his ass raw. I fucked him steadily for over 30 minutes, never really changing the rhythm, until the point of no return, “Dad… Dad… fuck, I’m gonna cum…. UHHHHHHHHHHHH!, and like that I was dropping another load of boy seed inside my old man. “That was so fucking hot boy, thank you”, he was out of breath, I was out of breath. I pulled out and laid down beside him while we both recovered.

I had been working out with Clint for a little over a year now. I started hitting the gym after my ex girlfriend cheated on me and I decided I needed to get fit. I met Clint after about 2 months and he took me under his wing. For the past year Clint has been helping me get super jacked. To help with that Clint convinced me to start steroids. “Cmon it’s only a shot and then you’ll get twice if not three times the results, plus it might put some hair on your chest” Clint had said with a chuckle as I was almost hairless compared to him being coated like a bear. While Clint was right about them increasing my gains, he was wrong about the hair. The only side effect was my balls shrinking, but my cock was already only two inches hard so it wasn’t a big deal. Today I met Clint in the parking lot like I normally do, wearing an oversized pump cover and 5in running shorts. Clint always wore a tight black wife beater that showed off his massive pecs and nipple piercings and sweatpants. “I’ve got a surprise for you today” Clint told me as I hoped in his passenger seat “I’m gonna share some of my special pre workout with you Timmy boy” I always hated when he called me that but he just shook my shoulder chuckling. I was excited though as I knew he had some special pre workout that he never shared. “Great I’d love that” I replied “I bet you will, so are you cut” Clint asked “Nah I’m bulking right now we talked about this a few weeks ago I thought” “No dumbass is your cock cut” he said slowly “ do you have foreskin” he over enunciated his words as I stared in confusion. “Uh no i got my foreskin” I said unsure and kind of uncomfortable “Good that makes this easier” he said pulling out a bag of powder “ don’t want you to accidentally shit yourself while squatting” he laughed as I just looked at him confused “We’ll come on then get your cock out” he said “Huh” “ don’t huh me I said get your cock out and I’ll show you how to do it, I’d do it with you but I did some on the way here” with that he grabbed the front of my shorts and underwear and pulled the down revealing my tiny soft cock as I turned red with embarrassment. “See nothing to be nervous about now pull down your foreskin or I’ll do it myself” I complied confused when Clint suddenly stuck his pinky in his mouth then dipped it in the powder, once it was coated he put it to the exposed head of my cock “Uh what are you” I began when Clint cut me off with “now pull the skin up” I followed his instructions and pulled it up over his finger. He suddenly pulled out and his pinky was clean. “Now jerk off” Clint commanded “What the fuck” I asked “Jerk off dumbass you gotta rub it so it absorbs or else you might as well have just licked it”he said “ don’t make me beat you off tim cause if I scratch your back you’d have to scratch mine” I began to nervously rub my cock withthree fingers as my hand was far too big. I was beet red with embarrassment as I rubbed my tiny cock next to the man I looked up to, but as I kept rubbing I started to feel a rush as my nervousness faded away and I started rubbing harder. Even though my cock was totally soft it felt amazing. I felt like I was on the edge when suddenly Clint slapped my hand away from my cock “if you wanna cum in my car you gotta earn it now come on let’s go”

I hope everyone had an amazing Christmas weekend. Im back to work and still reeling from what happened a few days ago. For those of you who have read my stories before, you know I've had a rough patch a few years ago. Ive been through a long recovery after about a decade of partying hard and fucking and getting fucked by lots and lots of men. Ive been leading a much healthier life than I had been. I rarely drink and haven't done any drugs of any kind for at least two years, with the exception of a toke of weed every now and then when im not drinking at parties. Well, this holiday season has been kinda crazy. I haven't shared a story in a while, as Ive been trying to keep busy at work and stay on the straight and narrow. And to be honest, i still feel like I'm maintaining good health. Even though, some on my path would say that this last weekend i would have been considered to have fallen off the wagon, so to speak. It didnt start out that way. I got invited to my regular annual gym Christmas party. Nothing out of the ordinary. I am pretty up front with everyone at my gym that I dont party like I used to. And that im trying to live a healthier lifestyle. And thats how it started. As I was getting ready for the party, which would usually just be the core group of crossfitters, we're all pretty close and we all work out together pretty much everyday. The owners of the gym are two brothers, both very sexy. They have their wives and kids, who I know all very well. We've all been to each other's houses for dinner and all different occasions. And the brothers really supported me through my crazy time. Even during me coming out, they both stood by me and helped me through some very volatile times. They're really incredible guys. There are also A LOT of very sexy people that go to the gym. Many guys and girls that are high performing professionals, a couple firefighters, one cop, and a bunch of other finance guys. And ALL of them are in amazing physical condition. (I would definitely recommend to anyone thats looking to get in the best shape of their life, to join a crossfit gym.) But I digress... I was getting ready for the party. I showered, cleaned up, shaved, and douched...just in case i ended up wanting to go out afterward if the party was boring. I showed up to the party. Its held in the gym and its a bunch of familiar people. I arrived about an hour and a half after the start, so that I wouldnt have to have the awkward conversations with some of the people that I maybe didn't know. This way, they would be a little drunk, and I could just sneak in and hang out with my gym buddy crew. By the time I walked in, everyone was already VERY drunk. I didn't expect the party to be as rowdy as it was at this time. It was only 8:30pm. When i walked in, there were a few of my friends that saw me and came running up. Drunkenly telling me how excited they were that I was there and that they weren't sure if I was going to make it. Which, I assured them that I in fact did make it. I was handed two shots and instructed to take them right away, as I needed to catch up. So i quickly did both shots. Tequila, so it wasnt tough to do. But, as Im trying to be on my best behavior, and this kind of an environment can be a little triggering for me. I kept it at that. After a few minutes of chatting and laughing with the group that greeted me at the door. One of the brothers saw me, made his way over and gave me a tight hug. The hug lasted a little longer than it should have, but i didn't mind one bit. He is bigger than me. Im a pretty big guy. Im nearly 6'2" and weigh about 240lbs, but in his arms I feel small. I chalked up the lingering embrace to his being very very drunk. He was slurring a bit telling me that he's glad I came. Then he turned into the party and announce my arrival to everyone. He grabbed my arm and dragged me to the centre of a big group of people in the back of the gym. There was a kitchen sink, a fridge, and a long counter that stretched along the back wall. It was a make shift kitchen for the staff at the gym to be able to keep their food cold while they worked and wash their dishes afterward. But tonight, there was a big plate on the counter and people huddled around doing lines of what I would assume to be coke. The first brother who greeted me, we'll call him M, still had me by the arm. He brought me to his brother, we'll call him S to let him know I made it to the party. S, also grabbed me and pulled me in for a very tight hug. He also rubbed my back a little and let his hand slide down toward my ass. He left his hand resting on the top of my ass and lower back while he talked to me, practically resting his forehead on mine. He was so close to my face. He was telling me how glad he was I made it and that it wouldn't be a party if I wasnt there. His hand then slid onto my hips and he pulled me in again, practically grinding his dick into me. (I want to remind everyone that these brothers are both painfully straight. They are both very aware of how gay men want them, but they are always very respectfully rejecting advances. They are both married and both have kids. But their wives only let them out to party with gay guys, because they know that they are safe and not going to do anything that would jeopardize their marriages.) They also both know that I really dont do hard drugs, so when S saw me looking at the pile of coke on thr plate, he grabbed my face and made me look at him directly in the eyes and said, "No! I've got something else for you." He pulled me back out of the crowd and lead me to the bathrooms. The bathrooms were each individual rooms with a sink, toilet, and shower. We went in one and he closed the door and locked it. Then pulled out a little baggy with edible marijuana in it. He gave me one and said, if i wanted more just let him know. Then, the strangest thing happened. He told me to open my mouth. So i did. Then he put the jelly candy in my mouth with his index finger and thumb. Then pushed the candy to the back of my mouth with his index and middle fingers. It was incredibly erotic... out of nowhere. We just stared into eachother eyes while he did it. I closed my mouth around his fingers and sucked on them while he slowly pulled his fingers from my mouth. My heart was racing. I didnt expect that. And didnt know how to react. He smiled and let out a big laugh. Then leaned in and kissed me on the mouth and whispered, "You're a fucking dirty boy." Then he turned around and left the bathroom. What the fuck just happened?? I stood there, absoultely stunned. S, was so fucking hot. I had always fantasized about him and flirted with him. But he never gave any impression that this would ever happen. I'm friends with his wife. Ive babysat his kid. Im friends with his sister. I swallowed hard and then took a drink from the bathroom sink faucet, then left the bathroom and joined the party.

Been a long time since I posted. Sorry guys! Here's a good one after a bad breakup. Some might call me an idiot, but I was in a bad place. The guy I thought of as my soulmate told me he changed the locks and not to come back, just like that for no reason. I was heartbroken and had moved to Texas from Massachusetts all for him. I got myself a hotel and decided sex might make up for the hole in my heart. A no pic top hit me up almost immediately on Grindr. He said he needed a bottom to satisfy him, raw and he was hung. He showed me a gigantic uncut 10-11 inch dick rock hard and said he needed me now if I was down and could host. I agreed immediately and said I had poppers. He said he didn’t need them just my open hole and lube, which I had. When he got to my hotel pretty quick, I hadn’t thought of it but he never showed a face pic. When I opened the door I took a step back in total abject horror. He was not a looker. Maybe a little older than me, but not by much and I was only 29. He was slim, latin, a bit shorter but his face was marked and not at all attractive. I set my feelings aside and let him in with a smile, hoping he didn’t notice the step back I took. I wanted to at least see this dick in person. I took a hit of tina, I admit I was really trying to fill this hole in my heart with drugs and dick...the guy didn’t want any but he was cool with whatever opened my hole to him. I only took one big hit and held it. I blew it out as I sauntered over to the bed, he was already naked and stroking. I took off my pants since I had no shirt and showed off my black man six pack, hairy abs and chest as well as my ass but I was slim trim black dream to most guys and I said to hell with shaving since I love hairy men. And this guy was hairy too. He got on the bed so I could suck him and that monster was already at half-mast. When I put it in my mouth it grew so quick I couldn’t believe it, and it was wider than any cock I’d ever taken. Not to mention longer, I didn’t dare gag though on this sweet dream of a latin penis. I was gonna give my hole up gladly and his looks suddenly mattered not a bit compared to the majesty of his penis. I’m a loyal guy and with a penis like this I was worried I’d misplace my lust for falling in love with him after just one fuck...but I didn’t care I swore I’d try not to. He got up and got behind me pulling my hips closer to his engorged super straight hotrod of a dick. It was cut, majestic and as wide as my wrist. I hit the poppers in anticipation of being taken as he used the Gun Oil to slick his rod and put more on my hole to mark the target. That’s when it hit me, he was gonna do me bareback. “Oh yeah,” I said casually, “I’m neg by the way, never would usually go raw, but your dick is so hot...you neg too?” “Yeah man, glad you’re neg,” He said with a grin, “I really need to hit hole raw when I wanna get off, and if you open I’m gonna rail you all day.” “You probably shoot a huge load,” I gasped as he pushed into me and I sniffed the poppers again greedily to open completely. Heat took me and my back arched and my hole relaxed as his monster cock pressed me open wide eagerly with lust in his eyes that I couldn’t see with my head down, but as he gripped my waist to arch my back, I knew he was wanting to take me completely and utterly, “Don’t cum inside me baby...I know you’d knock me up if you’re not definitely neg.” “I can pullout...but I maybe I’ll change your mind,” He promised and pushed me open mercilessly. I gasped and my hole opened like it had been waiting my entire life for his dick. My hole ached as he stretched it and I continued to hit the poppers to make my pussy willing to compensate for this raw dick that was breaking me open wide. It hit a climax where in my chest, head, and hole all at once knew I was ready to submit fully and then the rest of his cock rushed into me with no reistance. The fucking that began...I have no words to describe it. He gripped my ass cheek with one hand and forced my back to arch with the other and my hole ached willingly for him so I naturally felt I was matching to his dicks perfect placement to take me. I kept giving it up and I felt my hole get so wide, even as the tip of his cock hit some place in my ass that didn’t want to let him through. He forcefully pinned me down in place to stretch my hole. More poppers let that second hole give in and he pressed through slowly but surely until it caved completely and I gasped in ecstasy. “Who owns that black pussy boy?” He demanded as the slap, slap, slap of his monster cock punctuated each word he spat out. “YOU!” I moaned desperate to satisfy this man who must’ve been part sex god for all that was happening to me. As my hole opened more and more, I couldn’t help but think he was gonna cum in me even after promising not to and then I felt it. A geyser of a load, he tried to fuck me in a way his huge orgasm wouldn’t feel like a load shooting into me, but he got the timing off just a bit so I felt that raging load spunk my naive boy hole. “You didn’t cum in me baby, did you?” I begged, hoping he’d pull out or confess. “Nah boo, that’s all precum,” he said without missing a beat and continuing to pound me. “Oh my god, that’s so much, my hole feels full of it,” I panted knowing I couldn’t stop him and he wasn’t stopping either. I still couldn’t let it go though, this bastard nut in me after his empty promise. His dick was softening slightly now and I was going to casually mention it but he beat me to it...was he psychic or just that good? “Squeeze that dick softly when I pull out and then relax completely in time with me baby,” he cooed sexily to me while rubbing his hands over my ass and back. “Yes baby,” I complied and squeezed gently as he pulled out and then when he pushed in immediately opening. I hit the poppers again for maximum loosening effect and it wasn’t even three pumps before his cock felt MASSIVE again. I tried to stop squeezing, it was getting too large and his dick was gliding without effort due to all the cum inside me. I think a half inch of cum was around his dick so it wasn’t even touching my hole it glided so smooth and he was getting even harder than before. “AH! Baby, please!” I babbled incoherently, my cries muffled by the pillow I stuffed my face into. “Take it,” he ordered, “you know you want it.” “Yes, you can cum in me,” I sobbed pathetically giving in, he already nut me. I might as well say it. “I can?” He gave me a particularly deep thrust that made my legs ache to spread wider. “YES! Please, baby it’s yours.” I couldn’t believe I said it. “You made me wait to nut you so I’m gonna teach your hole a lessen before I cum inside you.” He didn’t even take credit for the load he gave me….he was pretending this was gonna be the first time! Why was that so hot? Then he gripped my ass again more firmly than before and pushed my cheeks apart as he revved up to plow me. The pounding was slow, deep, driven with heart thudding aggression. I panted breathlessly into a pillow, even forgetting the poppers and just trying to let myself stretch more, his dick was harder than before and I had no hole left to give. He ground his hips into my ass and forced me wider. My eyes bulged, and I felt a pop and swore there was a snap as my ass gave into his cock and he reached my third hole. I swear on my mother’s soul if I had not felt that myself I would have called any bottom a liar a third hole existed but this monster cock proved beyond all doubt it could be reached. Just like that I was his. He nut me deeply and completely. He rubbed at my top of my ass hole because his dick was pulling out my ass lips as he stroked and tried to keep the cum from pulling out since I was so full it was coating every inch of my hole and his cock. God this was I dream come true. I couldn’t help but feel it’d be worth it if he pozzed me...maybe I could be his personally fuck boy, loyal and submissive. I’d do anything and be sorely used. Maybe I was biting off more than I could chew...but he was just getting started.

That sounds both nerve wracking and really hot. I'd love to be able to do that.

Unfortunately I dont think my most influential dick would be appropriate for here since it was when i was young but it did make me who i am today.

However, "fraught" can be simple (i.e. non-verb-linking) adjective, applied to a noun, as in @seekingversatility's post "edits were fraught" (the edits being the noun, i.e. these are fraught edits, i.e. difficult edits). See sense 2 in the Collins entry https://www.collinsdictionary.com/dictionary/english/fraught

Two new albums of shots that I appreciate either from an art and/or attraction level dropping later, Until then here is a shot of some Hot public Fuck Action. Certainly stirred my loins when I saw this! Fucking Beautiful!! 🐽👅

Chapter 6 In Chapters 1 to 5, I tell about my friend, Joe, and an exciting weekend we had. We’ve partied, played in our asses with dildos and fists, he bred me, and we’ve expanded our holes further than ever before. He just double-fisted me, and now it’s his turn. Joe helped me out of the sling. I was feeling a little wobbly from the T and massive workout that my ass had been through. He hugged me close, and I inhaled deeply, smelling the great scents that his body generates. We decided to smoke some more to top off our high. After the points earlier, we only needed a few hits to get us soaring again. Joe was going to be in the sling for this session, so I wanted to make sure that he was really spun for this event. Once we had blown clouds for a while and shot-gunned some, we were ready to move back to the sling. Joe looks so sexy in the sling, with his hairy ass on display. Before settling down at his ass, I moved to the head of the sling. I stuck my nose in his right armpit and sniffed deeply. His aroma made my cock and ass twitch. I licked all around his pit to transfer some of the scent to my face so that I could enjoy it while I was working his ass. I also gave him a deep kiss since I know he enjoys his aroma, too. But this was going to be all about his ass. I moved to the stool at the foot of the sling and sat down. His ass also had a great musk, so I dove my tongue into his hole for a while. He loves getting his ass eaten and gets really active in the sling while I’m doing it. He grabbed the poppers at one point, taking his own hits before putting the bottle beneath my nose. Once the rush hit both of us, we went nuts. His hole opened up even more than before, and I was happy to shove my tongue in and out of his sweet, hairy hole. I also worked two fingers in on each side so that I could open his hole for deep penetration of my tongue. I sucked on his hole and got my tongue deep inside him. Now it was time for more than a few fingers and my tongue to go in his ass. I sat back, lubed up his ass and my hands, and started to probe his hole. Since I had four fingers in his before, I started out by inserting all the fingers on my right hand, pushing in past the knuckles. My thumb was roving around outside his hole. He was opened for me, so I pulled back, added in my thumb, and inserted my whole hand. He moaned in pleasure and reached back to spread his ass open for me. My hand slowly worked its way deeper and deeper into him until I was well past my wrist. While inside him, I’d rotate my hand, flex my fingers into a fist, and massage the inner walls of his ass. I pulled out my right hand, made a fist with my lubed left hand, and inserted that into his ass. Immediately, he sucked me in about halfway up my arm. My fingers were probing around, searching for his second hole. Once I found it, I stroked it with my index finger until I could push it into his deepest recesses. He was moaning to show me how much he enjoyed it. Joe looked at me and said, “Stretch my hole.” My larger right hand was better for this, so I pulled my left hand out, made a fist with my right, and dove into his ass. This time, it wasn’t about depth but more focused on getting his hole stretched. I pulled back so that my fisted hand was right at the widest part and started to twist, stretching his hole. Joe grabbed the poppers and took a few deep hits. When he put the bottle down, he slid down a little in the sling and reached back to open his ass more. His groaning was intense as I worked his hole over with my fist, getting his hole to expand dramatically. Joe was shaking his ass around on my fist, moving left and right to get my hand to reach all of the places that made his ass feel good. Then, he slid his ass down, getting my hand deep inside his ass. I flexed my fingers between fisted and extended while feeling the flesh of his inner chambers. Since he was well opened up now, I got my fingers through his second hole and was deep inside him. I moved my hand in and out through his second hole, making him moan in pleasure and getting his second hole even more open than before. I decided to use one of the dildos on him. I grabbed the Dog dildo that he had taken earlier and lubed it up. The tip went in easily, and I rotated it when it got the knot. The knot passed into him with no resistance this time. Once that was past his hole, the rest went in. I would twist it around so that the knot passed over all the areas inside him and sometimes would push it in a little deeper. Joe’s ass wanted more. I had him hold the Dog in place while I went to get the bigger Dog. When I looked back, the pig was fucking his ass with the toy, pulling the knot in and out of his hole while keeping the rest of the dildo inside him. It was clear that he was ready for something bigger. I lubed up the bigger toy, and Joe let the smaller toy work its way out of his ass. Even with all the fucking that he had done, the complete extraction of the toy still took some time. Once it was out, I lined the bigger Dog up at his hole and worked it into his ass. The Dog slid in with no effort up to the knot. I pushed the knot up against his hole and rotated it, working it ever deeper. Once I knew that he was ready, I suggested he do some poppers before I shoved the knot past his hole. He took a few hits. I waited until the rush was hitting and pushed the knot in. He took it with little resistance. He was moving his ass around on the toy while I just held it in place. At one point, Joe swung the sling back so that the knot passed out of his and then sunk back down on it. Seeing him take the knot through his hole again and again was sexy. He had never even had that toy all the way inside him, and now he was riding it like a pro. Joe slowed down and bottomed out on the toy. I would wiggle the toy and twist it around to move the knot around in his ass. While the Dog was in his ass, I was using one hand to drive the dildo and was working a few fingers in around the toy. This would really expand his hole. Joe picked up the poppers, took a few hits and said, “Wreck my hole”. When the popper rush hits Joe, his ass responds by opening up and becoming more flexible. He reached back and spread open his hole, so I pulled the Dog all the way out and shoved it back inside him. On the way in, I was turning the toy so the knot would hit all sorts of different places inside him. I worked it back and forth in his hole, sure that the tip was penetrating his second hole while the knot was working to caress his inner walls. Joe was certainly enjoying the ride and was moaning and groaning in ecstasy. Once he had come down from the poppers high, I left the toy inside his ass, letting gravity take control of the dildo. It drooped down as he pushed it out, and with one big grunt, he pushed it past the knot, and the toy fell to the floor. Joe’s ass was gaping now, with lube drooling out of his hole. I lubed up my hands and started to probe his ass with my fingers. It was obvious that he could take a lot, so I made a fist with my hand and inserted it into him, twisting as it entered. That hand went in deep, and I started poking fingers from my other hand into him. Joe rode my fist for a while, letting me feel all through his ass. I pulled my hand out and put four fingers from each hand into his hole. I could use them to stretch his hole, but also would put my hands together and insert all eight fingers in past the knuckles. I’d use those eight fingers to fuck his hole, getting him to open more. Once he was readily accepting all my fingers, I added the thumb from my left hand into the mix. He noticed the greater width but accepted it well. I fucked him this way for a while, then suggested some poppers to him. I sank my hands deep while he inhaled the fumes, then pulled back, added my other thumb into the mix, and slowly pushed forward. Joe adjusted his ass a little bit, and both hands slid into his ass. He was bucking his ass on my hands, enjoying the feeling of being stuffed. Joe slowed his action with the sling and asked me what had inside him. When I told him it was both hands, he was amazed. I had pulled one hand out by then and was just lightly fisting his hole. He knew how special the moment was and how much he had accomplished in this session. I continued fisting his ass, mostly focused on in and out movements since his ass was so opened. Joe enjoyed the attention and the slower pace of action. His cock had leaked a good amount of fluid while he was being fisted, so I cleaned off his hairy stomach and then sucked his cock into my mouth. I was rewarded with another spurt of cum. Joe loves snowballing, so I slowly extracted my hand from his ass and moved up to give him a kiss and share his cum. He was coming down from the session, so we made out for a little bit more, and then he wanted to get out of the sling. I helped him out, and we went and collapsed on the bed again.

I had a well hung guy young who only wanted safe I sucked him and had him rub his bare dick on my ass I then gently put his tip in my hole He got so excited before I knew it he was in balls deep He came the biggest load he ever had given before

For some gay men, bug chasing is a long, slow process. Not for me. My recent divorce happened suddenly. One day, out of the blue, my wife of twenty years and mother of our two teenage kids asked me if I was gay. I could have lied and made it work a little longer. But our sex life had largely stopped. So I told her the truth – that I found myself increasingly attracted to other men. And that was it. She told me I had to start being who I was and our marriage was over. I was still sorting out my life when Debra, an ex-girlfriend from college, invited me to meet her at her office for lunch. I felt she was someone I could talk to about what happened. As we prepared to go to the restaurant, she introduced me to her co-worker, Dave. I knew immediately that he was gay. He was also tall, very well built, and exceptionally handsome. When he shook my hand, he held it for an unusually long time and looked intensely at me. I held his gaze. Something electric shot through me. Debra teased me about it over lunch. Although I had told her about my divorce, I hadn’t recounted the conversation with my former wife about my sexual identity. For all my old flame knew, I was straight. That afternoon Debra called me and said, “I feel awkward about telling you this, but Dave would like to ask you out on a date.” My heart skipped a beat. I replied that I would like to go out with him, too. “Andy, you do know he’s gay, right?” And that’s when I told her about why my marriage had ended so abruptly. Then she warned me, “You should also know he’s HIV-positive and not on medication.” This I hadn’t expected, but I knew about condoms and safe sex and told her so. “You need to be careful,” she cautioned. A few minutes later, Dave called me and asked me to dinner the next evening. I could hardly think straight (no pun intended, LOL). I found myself fantasizing about being fucked by Dave; in all my gay dreams, awake or asleep, I am the bottom. I must have jerked off a half dozen times over the next day. I also began to imagine him barebacking me, leading to especially intense orgasms. I made sure to douche before our date. Dinner was very romantic. He held my hand and we flirted. It seemed so natural to be part of a gay couple! When he invited me to his apartment, I immediately said yes. We walked the six blocks back to his place holding hands. We even stopped to kiss passionately on the sidewalk, the first time I had ever kissed another man. It felt so right – and really hot, too. At his apartment we made out on the couch for a while before he suggested we adjourn to the bedroom. There we helped each other out of our clothes. He embraced me in his strong arms. He was much bigger and more muscular than me, and I loved his masculine strength. Then I noticed something curious by the side of the bed, next to a tube of lube. There was a woman’s wristwatch, with a thin black leather band and a small round face, and a diamond solitaire engagement ring like the one I had given to my ex-wife when I had proposed many years ago. “What are these?” I asked, holding them up. “Debra told you I’m HIV-positive, right?” I nodded. “Well, when I’m with a guy who is negative but ready to convert, I invite him to wear this jewelry when we make love. They are both very feminine. They symbolize our commitment to share something forever, because I am going to impregnate him with my toxic seed. It is a gift he will always treasure.” I put on the watch and ring. I felt an odd tingle and I shivered. I felt very effeminate. Somehow, that seemed very natural in the moment. I looked into Dave’s beautiful blue eyes. “They are very pretty,” I said, with a lisp. “Don’t you think so?” I moved my hands in a girlish, limp-wristed gesture. Dave held me close in his arms. “Are you sure about this, Andy?” “I think so. I want to experience man sex without restraint. To me, this is part of what it means to be gay.” At that moment, I was too turned on, too overcome with sheer desire, to worry about the long-term consequences of what I was doing. Dave told me to lie down on the bed on my belly. He moved behind me, spread my ass cheeks, and began to rim my hole. My body quivered with the sensation of his warm, wet tongue teasing and then entering my puckered boi cunt. My own dick was rock hard, grinding into the sheet. After a few minutes he reached for the lube and began to finger me. When he slipped his forefinger inside me, he wasn’t gentle. I knew he was scratching me so I would start to bleed and be more vulnerable to his toxic seed. I did not object. In fact, I was moaning with pleasure and anticipation. Then I felt Dave’s weight pressing down on my back. “Last chance, Andy,” he whispered into my ear. “I’m going to fuck you now. Tell me if you want me to use a rubber. Once I’m inside you, it’s all over for you. I won’t be able to stop myself. When I cum, my poison seed will take over your body.” For a long moment, I said nothing. My mind was a blur. But my desire overpowered my reason. “Take me, Dave. I want your seed inside me.” He lifted himself to his knees. As I gripped the pillow, I felt the tip of his bare cock pressing against my hole. As he increased the pressure, I felt an intense burning sensation and then, when the tip split me and my sphincter resisted, a sharp pain. “Relax and breathe, Andy, you can do this,” he coaxed. I nodded and pushed back against him. Slurp! I felt my ass open to accept his fuck tool. The sensation was intense, heat, pain, and then just an amazing pleasure. I thought, I’m being fucked by another man. This is amazing. I’m a real faggot now. I gasped and moaned, “Oh, god, yes. Yes.” And I kept repeating it as Dave began to thrust in and out, going deeper and deeper until I felt his balls against my butt cheeks. Next he pressed his weight on my back again, his cock buried entirely in my boi cunt. He wrapped his arms under my shoulders and gripped them. I turned my head to kiss him. It was so hot! Then he said, “Are you ready?” I murmured “Breed me, Dave.” He began to pound my ass, which was full and warm. I had never felt anything so intense. He was grunting, completely intent on his own pleasure, and his sweat dripped onto my neck. Finally, there was a pause, he exhaled loudly, and his cock pistoned rapidly inside me, jets of cum shooting into my ass. I could feel the warmth and wetness. Dave lay panting on my back. He let go of my shoulders and his fingers interlaced with mine. I looked again at the watch and diamond ring, which sparkled in the light of the lamp beside the bed. I thought, my man lover just bred me. I’m his bitch, It feels incredible. I turned my head and he kissed me tenderly. I opened my mouth to welcome his tongue. Soon we dozed off. At some point, his cock softened and slipped out. But we didn’t sleep for very long, then or later. Dave wanted me again and I wanted to be taken again. I rode his cock, which I liked because I could control the pace (though when he got close to an orgasm, he began to buck his hips while he gripped my waist until he erupted fiercely inside me). I especially like being fucked in the missionary position, as my dainty, feminine hands gripped his strong forearms. In the morning, we arose early and showered together. As we dried off, he said, “By the way, Debra is stopping by for coffee in a little while. She wants to hear about our date. In case you don’t want to be here.” “I would love for her to see us together,” I answered. “I’ve told her about the watch and ring – I’ve told her how I use them when I poz a bottom.” When he said this, I put them back on so she would know that I had ignored her warning. A little later, Debra showed up. She immediately saw my pretty jewelry and smiled knowingly. “I knew you would decide to let Dave fuck you bareback,” she said. “I hope you don’t regret it later, sweetie.” “Never,” I replied. “This is who I am – a faggot who wants to explore every part of gay sex, without limits. I waited my whole life for this and now I plan to enjoy every minute of it.” Dave wrapped his arm around me and kissed me passionately. I looked at Debra and winked.

I’m generally in agreement with what you all are saying but I want to make a further point that this iteration of San Francisco will not last. I won’t deny that the “scene” is on life support, in need of serious care to be sustained at a level we expect, and enjoy - especially in the fetishes we enjoy. San Francisco was able to be sustained miraculously before and during the pandemic, until yes - Mpx struck. But it wasn’t just that, it also was a large number of minor things that f’ed up everything: 1. Opportunities. Since the cost of living in the Bay Area remained high throughout the pandemic compared with other North American cities - many people, especially queer people working in Hospitality, Retail, Tourism, and Travel had hours cut or made substantially less money; ultimately choosing to move away. 2. Events…. And places to have them. It got boring. Many LGBT+ venues closed down permanently, from Watergarden to The Stud, and the rest remained shut down for a lot longer than anywhere else in the Western world. 3. Retirement. Quite a few longtime promoters and venue operators threw in the towel. Time to retire. All who is left need to step up to put in the work, or if time is not a possibility- provide oversight, and financial assistance to make it happen. If anyone has any good ideas, I am happy to help do some of the work on this. It takes a village quite a long time before results happen; and San Franciscans generally accept nothing but the best from the get-go. This is a town where first impressions make or break you. 4. Tourism to events we have doesn’t happen when we have few events. We have Folsom / Dore, we’d be anemic without it. Did anyone go tho the Castro Street Fair? Did Frameline happen this year? How was this past weekend with Halloween events? I honestly don’t know. What’s the draw for tourism when it is impossible to get here and then have little to do once here? Gay Tourism is a huge part of our hedonistic lifestyle and culture. San Francisco was the best sex tourism pilgrimage this side of the Mississippi, now maybe more like this side of the Sacramento River Delta. What is unfortunate is that our Queer nonprofits and City tourism agencies are not doing enough to stop the decline of Queer tourism, or marketing our assets like before. If, in 2024, the BOS expect us to rubber stamp their reelection efforts they are going to be in for a rude awakening. 5. AFFORDABILITY 55K in San Francisco left during the pandemic, but really, how many were queer? How many of us are forced to live outside of San Francisco due to high housing costs? How many times can you remember that “BART Ride of Fame” on a Monday Afternoon, sweaty and gross because it was 97° during the walk from your weekend mess to South Hayward, Walnut Creek BART; or worse, the trip from East Palo Alto - on University nonetheless - to sneak on Caltrain but hide in the bathroom from the fare inspectors, cause you lost your wallet (stolen) and had no way of getting back to SF, or possibly Oakland, and Uber wasn’t invented yet. Maybe this shit was unique to me, but the 55K number was also *only* unique to San Francisco. Hundreds of thousands of people left the Bay Area. Its too unaffordable for LGBT+ that were already here, and Generation Z doesn’t seem too willing to give SF a shot, save for some who don’t mind a good bit of work. 6. Crime. I moved from the westside of SF to live alone downtown and I have to say, it’s essentially a bit overblown. Lower Nob Hill gives one all of the downtown experience. In this area some affectionately call the Tenderloin annex, crime is unfortunate but rare; mostly limited to theft of property, not violent acts. Still, it could be better and safer. I tend to avoid the walk alone at night when I’m needing to go south of O’farrell and much of the TL East of Larkin to about Jones and McAllister. San Francisco has always been a boom and bust town, but each time people step up and start over. This has to happen or else we will have our own queer SF doom loop.

I would argue the concept of sexual orientation and the terminology thereof is a social construct. However, actual sexual attraction is not. That's biological.

Chapter 3 The next day was pretty quiet except for some reason I couldn’t stop thinking about Dr. Manning and that damn blow job I received from Chris. On Friday, two days after my exam a couple of friends were taking me out for my birthday. With all my tats I know I give off an edgy vibe but I’m really much more of a quiet guy who prefers a nice dinner with friends instead of going to the clubs. Of course my friends on the other hand prefer the loud clubs so yep you guessed it that’s where they took me. My best friend had a thing for twinks so before I knew it we were knee deep in a bunch of horny young guys. After the third kid called me daddy and told me he was a very bad boy who needed his daddy to fuck him, I knew it was time to call it quits. If anyone was getting plowed it was going to be the birthday boy! I made my excuses to me friends, who didn’t seem all that sad to see me go as they both had a couple of guys all over them. I got home but was way to keyed up to go to bed. I sat on the couch and noticed the card Chris had given to me with the website written down. Fuck it! I grabbed my computer and pulled up the site. Fuck me! There are some twisted nasty fuckers out there and good god my dick was hard and leaking. I stuck to the general barebacking stories as advised. After a couple hours of reading I was so fucking hard my dick could cut glass and that was after shooting a load already. I needed to get fucked! I had downloaded Scruff on my phone a few months ago but hadn’t really used it much. I started looking around but the only ones biting were other bottoms wanting a daddy to fuck them. Okay enough of this. I went to the bathroom stared at my reflection in the mirror. Before I could talk myself out of it I grabbed my razor and started shaving off my beard. Once completed I took a look and damn I almost didn’t recognize myself. I looked a good ten years younger. I couldn’t remember the last time I was clean shaven but it had to be close to 20 years ago. Now try calling me daddy. Honestly I have nothing against daddies. I personal thought they were hot as fuck and I’d never say no to one myself; I just didn’t see myself as one. I took some new pics for Scruff, several of course being shirtless because that’s the rules right. Okay with that done I made sure I was cleaned out and ready to go then started looking at the profiles. I normally am very passive when it comes to these damn apps and wait for someone else to initiate first contact but if I didn’t get a cock in me fast I was going to explode. I sent a couple messages to a few guys and thank god got a response from one rather quickly. “Hey I’d love to fuck you. Got a 3 day load for you.” He unlocked his pics and I did the same. One look at his dick pic and I messaged back “Fuck yeah! Address? He sent it and I was out the door before I could come to my senses. He was close, so It only took me a few minutes to get to his apartment. I rang his number and he buzzed me up. I usually got really nervous when doing a random hookup but not this time. I had never needed to get fucked so bad in my life. The guy was waiting for me with his door open when I made it to his floor. He looked me up and down and told me to get inside and strip. Yep I was naked the second I stepped through the door. His face pic was definitely not current but I didn’t care at this point I just needed his dick inside me. “Get me wet boy. That’s all the lube you’re getting.” Thank god I lubed up a bit before I left home. I sucked him off for a few minutes before he pulled up and told me to lean over the couch. I assumed the position and he slammed his hard cock deep inside in one go. “Holy fucking shit” I cried out. “Sorry man. I’m so horny I couldn’t wait for you to open up.” He started fucking me and pretty soon I was moaning like a bitch in heat. “Damn you love my raw cock buried in your tight cunt don’t you.” Holy shit he was inside me raw. I mean holy shit I actually did it. I had a raw dick buried inside me and OMG did it feel amazing. So this is what all the fuss was about. Pretty soon I could feel him speed up. Then he slammed into me balls deep and I could feel his cock start to shoot and shoot. “Yeah man take my gift boy. Give my babies a good home.” He slowly pulled out and I immediately dropped to me knees and cleaned off his dick. “Fuck yeah clean that dick off good. Don’t miss a drop of my cum.” Seriously who was I. First raw dick and now ass to mouth. Damn talk about a night of firsts. He pulled out of my mouth, patted my head and put his shorts back on. Thanks man I needed that.” Okay I guess we were done. I grabbed my clothes and he showed me to the door. As I was walking to the elevator I could feel a little cum start to run down my leg. When I got home I went to cleanup but instead used my fingers to wipe the cum off my legs then I licked them clean. Oh shit that tasted good. I stuck my fingers in my ass and started fingering myself. Every once in awhile I’d pull them out and stick them in my mouth. Didn’t take too long before I was shooting a huge load all over my chest which of course I promptly ate. I woke up the next morning and couldn’t believe what I’d done. This was not me at all. The next two weeks went by like normal or at least my old normal. I stayed away from breeding.zone; tried to stay busy so I’d stop thinking about the fact that I been fucked raw and liked it. With one week to go before my followup appointment I was acting like a caged animal. Even my friends wanted nothing to do with me. I had been avoiding those nasty stories because I was afraid they’d set me off again. A couple of days before Friday I couldn’t take it any longer. My normal safe porn just wasn’t doing anything for me anymore. I saw the condom and my dick would deflate. I opened up the site again and went right for the stories. I noticed the back room section and saw the bug chasing category. I know Chris said I wasn’t ready for those but honestly the general barebacking ones, as amazing as they were, just seemed like they were missing something. A little danger maybe. Before I knew it several hours had passed and I’d cum twice and was still hard. One thing I started to notice was a lot of the stories talked about receiving the gift or taking dirty loads. I started getting a little nervous wondering if the guy who breed me was actually poz since he kept saying here’s my gift. Fuck maybe Dr. Manning was right. At least it seemed like there were lots of guys out that felt the same way. I was really looking forward to Friday so I could talk to him about what I was going through. Thursday I received the reminder call from Matty and as soon as I saw the number come up on caller ID I started to get hard. “Hey cutie, just calling to make sure you’re good for tomorrow?” “Hi Matty. Oh yeah definitely looking forward to tomorrow. I have somethings I’d like to discuss with the doc.” “Don’t worry he’s made sure to leave plenty of time to take care of all your needs. Oh and it looks like he wants to do a check on your prostate so he’s asked that you make sure your totally cleaned out.” “Umm Okay. That’s an odd request but yes of course.” “Excellent! Trust me it will be a very positive visit I promise.” “Well you haven’t lead my astray yet.” “You’ll be in very good hands. We’ll see you tomorrow stud.”

Chapter 2 I sat in the exam room with a hard cock in my pants. I had never been this horny before. I was trying to think of non-sexy thoughts to try to get my cock to go down before The nurse came back. No such luck. The one time you want a medical professional to take his time and they show up in minutes. Chris walked in and looked right at my crotch. “Hmmm so I guess there’s no mistaking what you thought of the good doctor.” He had a huge grin on his face. I tried to cover my crotch and he just grinned even wider. “Scotty that ship has sailed. No reason to be shy now.” Fuck I turned bright red. “Besides who doesn’t love to see a hard cock. Although it looks like yours about to bust out of your pants.” He winked at me as he pulled the tray up to my side so he could take my blood. “Okay, so it looks like we don’t need extra blood for the prep regiment. Glad you decided to stay away from that shit. Now we’ll just have to work on getting rid of those pesky condoms next.” Holy fucking shit I was seriously going to blow my fucking load. “So Scotty, doc said you might have some questions for me.” “Umm well yeah, umm I’m, wow it’s really hot in here.” “You’re not going to pass out on me are you? I haven’t even started taking your blood yet.” Damn that sexy smile of his. “No no I’m fine just a little nervous.” “Hmmm you know I think all your blood’s gone to your dick. That’s going to make finding a good vein a bit difficult. Let’s see what we can do about that.” Before I knew what he was doing he pushed me down on the exam table, unzipped my pants and pulled out my very hard cock. “Oh fuck what are you doing?” “Just relax, I’m a medical professional. I know what’s best.” He winked then swallowed my cock. Needless to say I didn’t last long. I shot the biggest load of my life. Oh dear God what the hell was happening to me! It took me a few minutes to come back down to earth. “How you feeling now, Scotty?” “Oh fuck that was just oh fuck. I can’t believe my nurse just sucked me off.” “And it was delicious!” He said licking his lips. “Good thing I knew why you came so fast or we may have needed to have doc check out your quick release there. Now let’s get that blood drawn.” Okay if I was dreaming DO NOT wake me up. I was still in such a post orgasmic glow that I didn’t even notice as he took my blood. “Okay Scotty let’s get you sitting up. You know I never asked. Hope you’re alright with me calling you Scotty.” He winked and helped me up. “Now let’s have that talk.” “Yea so, this is by far the strangest doctors visit I’ve ever had. I mean Doc Manning basically told me barebacking was okay and even better not to go on prep and to play raw. Then my hot nurse gave me a blow job. I’m just, I mean that’s not normal...right? Oh and Scotty’s fine, I kind of like it.” I blushed as I looked at him. “Damn you’re cute when you blush.” “Yea I’m almost 50. No one’s called me cute in years.” “Well you are. Okay how about hot daddy?” “Cute it is!” I said. He burst out laughing. “Now I know you’re trying to process a lot, we just want you to know that we’re all committed to making this a very positive experience for you. Doc has a special way of helping patients reach their true potential.” All the while he’s talking he’s rubbing his hands up and down my thighs. So naturally I start getting hard again. It’s at that moment I realize my pants are still undone and my cock is still out in the open, leaking like crazy. “Now as much as I’d like to take another sample of your cum if I don’t get you to Matty to checkout he’s going to have my ass. Now while normally that wouldn’t be a bad thing he has a hot date tonight and he’ll kill me and you if we make him late.” I quickly came to my senses and shoved my dick back in my pants. While I’m working on making myself presentable he’s busy writing something on an appointment card. “I’m giving you some homework. Before your next visit I want you to check out a website, breeding.zone. Start with the general barebacking stories. I don’t think you’re quite ready for the bug chasing ones yet.” I took the card and placed it in my pocket. “Thanks, I can honestly say this is not how I pictured today going, but I’m certainly not disappointed.” He grinned that killer smile. “Excellent! Can’t wait to see you in a month.” We walked out to the front desk. There was no one left except for Matty. I could tell he was getting anxious. “Oh thank god I thought I was just about to come check on you boys.” “Sorry Matty. Scotty had a few extra questions we needed to go over.” “Scotty huh.” His pouty expression was so damn sexy. “So was I right?” He asked me. “Right? Right about what?” “That you’d love Dr. Manning.” “Yes, I must say he’s not at all what I expected.” “Matty, Scott needs a followup appointment in a month.” He checked the calendar on his computer and suddenly got a huge smile on his face. “Can you do the 7th at 5:30? That’s a Friday.” “Wow you guys do that late of appointments on a Friday?” “We do once a month for a special patient. We’ll squeeze you in right before him.” He exchanged a look with Chris and they both smiled. Okay that doesn’t make me worried or anything. “That sounds good. Schedule me in.” “Okay you’re all set. We’ll see you next month.” I headed to the elevator when Chris called out. “Now don’t forget your homework. There will be a quiz.” He winked at me as I got on the elevator. Man it was going to be a long month.

CHAPTER 15: Cod: Waking up I can feel my dad’s body against mine. I can smell the sweat of his arm pits, “such a nice way to wake up”, I’m thinking, then I realize my dad’s fat cock is in my ass and he’s gently moving back and forth – he’s fucking me. I guess my father woke up and decided he needed another go at my hole; I squeeze down on his cock to increase the sensations, and let him know I’m now a willing accomplice. “Someone’s finally awake”, I squeeze down again on his cock again and again, “ohhhh… yeah boy.. mmmmm.. been fucking you for nearly 10 minutes, ..was wondering when you’d wake up”, the only words I can think of, “Fuck me… harder Dad”. Dad wraps his left arm over my shoulder, pulling me in closer, and I get another strong whiff of his armpit…. “fuck”, softly escapes my lips. My dad never needs to be told to fuck his own son harder, he uses the extra leverage to push deeper inside me and I can feel his sweaty nuts touching my ass, “Not gonna last long this morning boy… your ass.. ohhhh… yeah… gonna fucking breeeeed…”, “mmmmm”, “Gonna.. gonna.. pump another big load of dad sperm inside you.. you want that baby boy?”, “Mmmmmmm” is my only reply. “Tell me Cod.. tell your old man what you really want,.. lemm…”, I interrupt him, “I want all of you Dad! I want you to fuck your sperm inside me, do it to me.. shoot inside me deep, make your cum part of me”. I really don’t know where all this is coming from but I’m so horny and we’re sweating, all I can smell right now is my dad’s sweaty armpits and the man on man sex – I want his load badly. I can feel his cock stabbing at my insides, it hurts like I’ve got to piss, but I assume it’s just that hot bare cock hitting all the right places. I can’t contain myself though, “Ohhhhh dad… ohhhhhhhhhhhh god dad… please… please fucking breed me”, “Fuck yea Cod.. getting’ close, gonna give IT to you”, he huffs between breathes, stressing the word “IT” again, like before. This time I’m buying in, “Give IT to me Dad.. fuck me full”, clearly stressing the word “IT” for him. This really gets him wound up and he’s basically banging my ass as hard as he can now, Dad is really giving it to me – I don’t care if my ass bleeds, I want and need his cum to be part of me. “Ohhhh .. fuck… ohhhhhh fuck… ohhhhhhh fuck Cod… gonna…. Gonna… fuck”, “Yeahhhh… Dad… breed your son’s ass, breeeeed me….”, “FUCKKKKKKK!!!”, I can hear and feel my dad as his cock unloads in my ass. “Fuckk… fuck… cuummmmmming … fuuuu….”, I feel him pushing the cock that made me all the way in, and stopping, as it jerks slightly and pumps what feels like a gallon of “Dad” semen deep into me. We’re both heaving and sweating, “Ohhh fuck baby boy… that’s so hot… soooo good”, I can feel his heavy breathes on the back of my neck, his cock still lodged deep, I have no intention of letting it go; my dad’s cock is right where it needs to be. My mind wonders a little, “Dad – Adam is hiv-positive, and we’ve been having risky sex, it’s his cum you felt yesterday”, wondering if I should tell him that. My dad is still in the moment, hard, and he starts pumping in and out a little, “yeah… baby boy… working my load in you, wanna be sure it’s part of you”, that quickly brings me out of my distraction, I simply moan to let him know we both want the same thing. I don’t know his motivations but I know mine, and I want to be his son, his lover, his bottom boy and I need his cum to be part of me. I love how he feels when we’re this close, “I’ll just get tested again and then we can talk about Adam later, if I test poz”, I think. I squeeze down on dad’s cock movements to signal my approval. A few minutes of this go by and I finally feel my dad’s cock slip out of me, he’s still holding me close, kissing my neck; I turn over. We make eye contact, my lips open, “Love you Dad…”, “Love you too son”, and like that, we’re making out like sex-starved lovers. I love this man so much. My cock is rock hard but without dad’s fuck stick inside me I realize I need to piss so bad it almost hurts. Dad and I are making out and he says, “Need to take care of my boy”, as he slides down to my cock. “Dad. Dahhh… ahhhh”, I can feel his mouth on the head of my cock – Dad is sucking and licking the slit. “Dad … stahhh… fuck… Dad,.. Dad.. I gotta piss”, he mumbles something around the head out of my cock, which feels oddly satisfying, and keeps working the slit. “Serously.. Dad.. “, but he’s not stopping, finally, “Dad if you don’t stop you’re going to get a mouthful of my piss”, giving him the chance to move, but he’s having none of that. “Ahhh.. ahhh.. fine.. you want to swallow my morning piss.. raunchy fu…. “, and then I feel a trickle and the piss starts to leave my cock and enter my dad’s pig mouth. “Pig!”, and I give him a big squirt, choking him a bit, causing him to pull off.. some of my piss goes on both of us and the bed. Without speaking he puts my cock back in his mouth and looks up at me – waiting. At this point I’m barely holding back the full stream, “The toilet mouth wants more huh?”, my cock never leaves his mouth and he nods. I struggle to get it started slowly and not drowned him in the flow. Finally it starts again and this time I’m letting the stream go continuously, I can see my dad swallowing, drinking from his son. A smirk comes over my face, “Refreshment from the Fountain of Cody”, and I chuckle. “Yeahh… Dad.. drink it.. ahhhhh.. so hot”, I can see throat moving as he swallows more, but I don’t force the stream, instead I just let it out easy, making him taste my strong morning piss for as long as I possibly can. “Damn Dad this is so hot, you should swallow my piss every morning”, a moan, and another nod as he’s licking me clean. He finishes and gets up, “Stay here and relax boy, I’m going to go make breakfast”, I watch him as he leaves the room his cock looking piss hard, leading the way. Dad: Waking up with a hot boy like Cod in your bed makes my cock so hard and breeding him completely drains my balls, but drinking his morning piss, and him being a pig about it, really takes things in an interesting direction between us. I can still smell and taste his piss – it’s so strong. I really need to piss and decide two pigs can play at this game; I piss into the coffee maker, add some water, a packet of coffee and set it to brew. I smile. Over the next several weeks or so I fuck Cod daily, sometimes I also drink his morning piss, and sometimes both of these things happen. My son Cod is taking at least one load a day from me daily, and sometimes he gets two, he’s taken at least 20 or so plus load lately, “Which load will knock him up? Will he be able to handle it?”, I wonder. I decide to check in on Jake and Chris, Chris and I haven’t talked as much as I’d like. Jake, however, took what I’m pretty sure is a highly toxic load from me, Sam and Sergei; I want to know if he converted. I decide to text Sam first: Me: “Hey sexy.. heard anything from Jake lately?” Sam: “nope, when we fucking” Sam is still off his meds and breeding me, but, not the usual amount, he’s knows I’m focused on impregnating Cod, lately he’s only fucked me 4 or 5 times. Me: “Tomm.. need it bad” Sam: “me2” I’m so focused on stealth pozzing Cod and seeing him become HIV+ -- that I’ve let most everything else sexual go, I need to be better about things, but its not easy, Cod and I stay naked at home. Cod tries to suck me off now and then but I always turn things on him and breed his ass; he’s bred me once. I decide to text Jake: Me: “Hey bud.. miss me? How are you doing? Any… news?” An hour goes by and I start to wonder if he’s going to respond, then the phone buzzes: Jake: “Miss hearing from you.. want you to fuck me, but really feeling sick right now, feels like a fever and I’m sweating like crazy at night” Sounds like the same thing I had a while back, my cock is instantly hard thinking Jake is HIV+ now and will test poz the next time he goes to get tested. Me: “Jake’s really sick.. fuck flu?” Sam: “FUCK YES!!” Few minutes later I get another text from Jake: Jake: “Weird.. remember Sam? Just texted me too .. asking how I’m doing, told him sick as fuck” Me: “What’d he say” Jake: “Said it might be fuck flu.. think so?” Me: “Dunno.. might be, prob need to get tested again soon” Jake: “is it weird I got hard when he said that?” Me: “No” Me: “I’m hard now too” Jake: “Cool.. wanna feel your cock again, and if I really am + now I wanna share it” I text Chris, he responds much faster than Jake did and he’s a lot more direct: Me: “How are you man.. long time” Chris: “Good.. really horned.. when we fucking?” Me: “Need to soon dude” Me: “BTW… been having lots of risky sex lately.. prob a good idea to test again and be sure” Me: “Need my son Cod to get tested, too” Chris: “Lots of bbin huh? That’s cool you know where I am most days.. we can have a private moment >)” I think, “Did Chris really just ask me to fuck him at the testing center? And is he chasing?”, my mind is swimming with all the possibilities. I decide to see how far down the rabbit hole goes. Me: “I want ‘IT’ bad, you?” Chris: “Yeah man.. needing ‘IT’ bad.. just wanna know the guy that does the deed, hopefully we can be close” If there were any doubt before that message, its gone now, Chris is a barebacker and he’s definitely chasing the bug the same way I did with Sam. Me: “Be glad to share my seed with you.. I might be hiv+ though” Chris: “>)” I decide that Cod and I will get tested this week or maybe next, I just need to figure out a way to get him to the testing center without him bringing up a lot of questions.

CHAPTER 11: Dad: The next day I wake up with a headache and a cough. Cod is lying naked beside me and I want him so bad, I begin kissing his neck and rubbing my cock in the crack of his ass. “Don’t start something you aren’t going to finish”, he said. He turned over and looked at me, hungry, we were both still groggy but we were making out the way lovers do. We backed away from each other lips slightly, eyes locked on one another, and then it happened… I coughed and hacked all over Cod. Yuck. “Sorry about that baby boy, I think your Dad caught a cold”, I said as I sniffled. I remember Sam saying something about I might get the flu, or something something, but at this moment no part of me thought this was more than just a pesky cold. I coughed again, a little harder. “Dad that sounds kinda bad, maybe you should stay home from work and rest”, “Yeah… I think so, too”, I said. I called into work, often I worked from home anyways but sometimes I went to the office, I told them I had the flu so they wouldn’t bother me. Sam texted an hour later, “Ready for tonight?”, “I think I’ve got a cold or something… not sure, let you know a little later”, I replied. I got up after a while and had some juice, my throat seemed sore and I was warm, I decided to lay down – if this was a cold or the Flu I didn’t want to give it to Cod. I went back to bed, woozy, and slept. I woke up a few hours later and texted Sam, “Can’t do tonight.. ugh, feeling bad”. “k.. too bad, I’ll post-pone your surprise… rest”. Before I can get back to sleep my phone is buzzing again -- I thought, “Why won’t Sam let me sleep?”, I had texts from Jake and Chris both. It was fairly normal stuff both asking what’s up and wanting to know when I wanted to get together. I didn’t want to tell either of them I felt bad, I lied, I said the weekend was busy with work and stuff around the house that had to be done and maybe we can do something the coming week. Jake replied that tonight was bad anyways since he was visiting friends and Chris just said “ok”, I hope neither one was disappointed, I really wanted to see each one of them again and get naked. I laid back down; the phone buzzed again. It was Jake. “Friend can’t do tonight, something came up, wish we could get together”, “Me too”, I said, “I’ll text as soon as I’m free”. I fell asleep. I woke up in the middle of the night feeling worse, dehydrated, hot, I got up and got some water and went back to bed. The rest of the weekend I felt worse than I have in a while, I had a headache, a fever and my throat was sore – this had to be Flu. Cod: Things around the house sucked, Dad’s sick, and I need cock; I almost felt guilty thinking it. I knew it had only been days, but it seemed like forever since he fucked me, I wasn’t happy. Dad’s sleeping all day for the most part every day. I texted Sam, and Adam, I didn’t want to seem desperate but I wanted cum in my ass; I was horny and I wanted it now. Sam is so hot, “Come over”, is all his text says, “k.. 15 minutes”, I check on Dad, asleep, so I dress and head out to Sam’s house. Just like last time he left the back door unlocked, even though he didn’t say it, I let myself in, got naked and was waiting for him on all fours. “Damn, Cody, you know how I like it. MMMM its great to see that hot ass again.”, “You too”, I felt his hands on my ass cheeks and then that warm, wet sensation, his tongue on my hole. “mmmmmm… “ is all I can manage. “Your ass is so hot Cody”, as his tongue is going up and down my crack, he slowed the licking, and I feel his tongue pressing at my back door... pressure and Sam’s tongue is inside me. “Ohhhhhhhhhhh… fuckkk… fuck… Sam… oh godddddd…. So good”, it felt incredible. Sam didn’t stop to reply, as I kept groaning and begging, he just keeps forcing that hot tongue of his into me. Sam’s tongue in my ass has me hornier than normal, “Ohhhhh godddd… Sam, please … ohh fuck… fuck me Sam… please, please… please breed me”, his tongue pops out of my ass for the first time, in what is likely just a few minutes, but seems a lot longer, “Ohhh yeah… boy…., you ready for this poz cock?”. He goes back to eating my hole, “Yes”, is all I can manage, “Yes, what”. “I want your cock… I want your poz cock Sam”, his tongue making me crazy and begging. “Turn over”, he says, his voice commanding but not rude. I obey. I roll over and my legs, as if connected to an automatic switch, immediately raise up exposing my wet hole to him. I feel vulnerable, horny, sex starved and I need his cock bad. Sam looks down at me, that devilish grin again. He doesn’t say a word, he just keeps his eyes locked on mine. He places his hands on the back of my legs to raise them more and they go right in their intended place, on his shoulders, I feel Sam’s cock. Sam is rubbing my hole, it’s already wet, and he’s rubbing his cock head against me. I thought, “I didn’t seem him use lube”, and then I realize, the head of his bare cock is pressing against me – he’s using his precum and spit as lube. He leans over me, his cock head pressing against my tight hole, he has a determined look, and puts his hand over my mouth. “That’s it boy. You’re taking that raw cock… Nice and slowww… “, his cock is sliding into me, “oohhhhh... ohhhhh.. “, it hurts a little but not bad. He looks at me as if to say, “Stop?”, I need this, I can’t say anything with his hand over my mouth, I shake my head. “You need this.. don’t you boy”, as he keeps pushing into me, I can only nod. “A little more… that’s it.. ohhhhh fuck, such a nice tight hole you got Cody”, he moves his hand, “uhhhhhhh… oh fuckkk… oh fuck that’s good”, it hurts but I need cock inside me. “Feel that … feel that.. that’s my nuts against your ass --- you got an hiv+ man’s entire bare dick inside”, he leans forward a little more, putting his weight on me. We started making out, fuck I really want my Dad’s cock to breed me, but right now Sam’s big cock is doing a great job standing in for him and FUCK he’s bigger than my Dad. We’re making out as Sam fucks me, back and forth, long strokes, then quick jabs… our breathing getting intense. “Ohhh fuckk Cody.. fuck.. feels so good… ohhhh yeah”, “Yeahh… I need it”, is all I could say. Finding my depravity, “FUCK.. FUCK.. I want Sam.. I want it.. breed me Sam… “, the harder he fucks me the more nasty I get, “BREED MY ASS! FUCK YEAH! SEED ME DEEP SAM!”. Sam grins down at me again, his eyes squinting, he’s really passionate and he’s really into breeding my butt. I love his intensity, how into he gets, this is only the second time but it feels so right with him. I started to think, I wonder if he fucks my Dad with this kind of urgency? “ohhhhhh fuck.. ohhhhh fuck… Breed my hole”, “Yeahh.. yeah…. boy “, his breathing is heavy and he can barely speak, I can feel and smell his sweat, “You’re getting’ it boy… gonna give it to you”, there it was again, that pause when he says “IT”; I guess that’s where my Dad got that up. I don’t know… but I’m feeling so good, I repeat it back, “Yeah… Sam. Give. IT. To. Me.”. Big smile from him that time, his eyes are closed and he’s rocking back and forth in a steady fucking motion as he uses my ass. I know he’s about to unload in my ass, and I know he’s poz, and I’m still going to let him like Todd and Adam did. The rational part of me isn’t even thinking if its risky, it knows it is, but right now all I want is this man’s seed in me. “You ready Cody? You want another load of poz cum.. you want me to dump this in you? You better tell me.”, I nod, I’m groaning, “Yeah Sam… yeah… I want it. Breed me”. “Yeah.. its cummming… oh fuck… fuck… CUMMMing”, and Sam holds still as his cock squirts deep in my ass. “Uhhh.. uhhh….. oh yeah, you’re getting it boy.. you’re getting all of my poz cum”, “Oh fuck yeah.. fuck ye…”. At this point it doesn’t matter if Sam is poz, the deed is done, all I wanted is his cum in my ass and Sam just gave it to me. As the week progressed, I hit Sam up two more times, in the afternoons. I went by Adam’s place almost every night, except Wednesday when I snuck him over and we fucked on the couch in the living room. I didn’t mention that my Dad’s sick in the other room with the Flu. My Dad might not be fucking me right now but my ass is getting used and loaded with enough cum to keep me from thinking about it too much. Dad: I missed almost an entire week of work. I felt rough. Cod stayed around the house, keeping an eye on me, bringing me fluids, taking my temperature, but sleeping in the other bedroom. Almost 7 days into this mess and I feel a little better. I had lost track of work, Cod, Sam, my friends and I realized I hadn’t texted Jake, Chris or anyone. I wasn’t 100% but I had to get moving and going again. I texted Sam. Thursday afternoon, “Hey sexy.. sorry haven’t been in touch, flu sucks, feeling better, get together soon”, his only reply, “Did you cum?”. Weird. “Uhmmm.. no, I’ve felt like hell”, “Give me a few minutes”, is his only reply, “Ok”. What is he doing I wondered? I decided I’d text Jake and Chris too and fess up about the flu, hopefully one or both of them will forgive me for not staying in touch since that first meeting. Jake replied, “Sorry to hear that, glad you’re better, can do something this weekend?”, “Yeah sure”, then another text from Jake, “Friend texted literally just now, I got plans tomm. night, maybe Sat.”, Chris’ reply to my text is more to the point, “Wanna fuck?”, I get hard, “Yes.. but only bb, you?”. “Hot”, his only reply. Almost immediately, Sam texts again, “We’re g2g, don’t jo, be over my house tomm. night about 8”, “Yes Sir ”, I reply; there goes my time with Cod I think. It seemed like things were getting back to normal, I had to check in on Cod, make sure we’re good. I find Cod watching TV, “Feeling better?”, he grabs me in a hug, “No kissing yet.. I might still be contagious”, he seems alright but says, “Cool. As soon as you’re over this… I need…..”, his voice trailing off with him rubbing my cock through my shorts. I might not be completely over this crap but I always get hard as a rock thinking about fucking my boy. Cod grins at me .. in some ways he really reminds me of Sam, after Sam’s surprise, my first goal is to fuck and breed my son. Cod: I wake up the next morning in the other bedroom again, Dad is still too worried he’s contagious, my cock is hard as rock; “FUCK! I need attention”, I think. I text Sam, “Breed me?”, instead of his usual “Come over”, I get, “I wish.. busy today, maybe tomm.?”, “Cool”, I reply, that sucks. I text Adam. “Yeah later”, and fuck, I’m 0 for 2. My two favorite fuck buds and neither one can help a boy out. I decide to get up and clean around the house, maybe I can find some fun on BBRT later. I stay around the house cleaning and planning dinner, I never got back to BBRT and my balls know it – they are aching for release. As it gets close to 8pm, I decide, “Fuck it… I’m rape my Dad’s ass”, before I can move he’s headed towards me dressed, “Gotta go out for a bit, back later”, he isn’t usually so vague, “ok.’, is all I say. He left. “FUCK”, I think, “Now what?”. I text Adam, again, “Come over?”, “Yeah.. I can”, “Good. Want you to fuck me until you dump a huge load of your POZ cum in my ass.”, I’m so horny. “OH yeah? You’re dirty.. you know you might end up poz if we keep having sex”, “Don’t care.. I need cock”, “Cool.. gimme 10 minutes”. I can’t wait, Dad might be out having fun, but I’m definitely going to have mine, too. Dad: I get to Sam’s house and let myself in as usual… weird it’s darker than normal, most of the lights are off. I decide to get naked in the living room before heading to his bedroom, what surprise did he have in mind? Did he buy a sling? Get some new lube? A toy? Shoes off. Shirt off. Pants off. I’m almost naked when Sam creeps up on me… “…was hoping that you”, he grins. We kiss, “So what’s this surprise?”, “Put your phone on silent and leave everything in here”, seemed kinda weird even for Sam, but I do as he asks. “Tell me”, “Shhhhhh… “, is all he says, “Follow me”, and he grabs my hand leading me down the hall towards his bedroom. All the lights are off, I can hardly see except for a small lamp with one of those mult-color bulbs on a dimmer. When we get to Sam’s bedroom, Sam had a devious grin on his face, on the bed is a younger guy completely naked, ass up, face down; Sam has a camera setup behind the boy. Sam bends down, licking the boy’s ass, the boy moans, “You like that boy?”, “Yes…. sir.” is all he says, I feel like I know the voice but he’s speaking into the duvet so I’m not completely sure. Sam moves up and looks at me, speaking quietly, “He wants it bad”, then to the boy, “You want this boy?”, again, “yes… sir”. Sam more demanding, “Tell us what you want boy… tell my friend exactly what you want!”, “Poz cock.. sir!”, he blurts out, this time he moves his head so we it can be heard clearly, “I want your poz cock and cum inside me!”. I know the voice, I just can’t place it. Sam looks at me with his patented devious grin and his eyebrows raised, “He wants it bad Mark… he’s chasing, and wants to go poz”. I look back at his ass, I’m rock hard, where do I know his voice? “What do you say we help him out?”, Sam asks, I groan a bit, “I don’t know if I’m poz yet”, trying not let the boy hear me. Sam leans over to my ear, quietly, “It’s cool Mark, he doesn’t know that… besides, I think someone just had fuck flu.”, he raises his eyebrow at me again. I thought about it. Holy shit! Sam was right I thought, “This really might be fuck flu I’ve been suffering with all week”, he can see me thinking, he smiles “You’re probably your most toxic right now babe”. A devilish grin comes over my face as I look at Sam. “Let’s poz him then…”.

CHAPTER 10: Cod: Things seemed a little odd around the house, not bad really, just different. Dad was plenty playful, we were making out more than ever, practically drooling over each other, and I was deep in love with him. Admittedly, I was also in lust with him… my own father, I need his cock and cum. Over the last 3 days, though, he hasn’t fucked me once… I was taking his cum literally every day and then nothing, its weird. Come to think of it, I’m not even sure Dad has even blew a load the last few days unless he’s jacking off without me -- I can’t even imagine that. Focusing on all this just makes my need worse, I thought about bringing it up, but decided I wanted and needed cum in my ass … this hole is going to get fucked today, if my Dad’s not going to do it then another guy’s dick will. I immediately texted Adam, but got no reply, he was probably at work so I decided to get on BBRT again and look for trouble. Looking through the “Quick Connect” ads I found a vers/top, 28, nice pics. Inside of 10 minutes I knew his status, that he was interested and really close by… I thought, “…it seems like all these guys are poz, but this site makes hooking up easy…”. He said his name was Sam, it never even occurred to me this might be the same Sam who’s been fucking my Dad, it didn’t matter, my cock was in charge right now and when Sam texted his details I was out the door almost immediately. “Back door unlocked.. come in, get ready on all fours”, he said. I knew Dad was outside working in the yard he wouldn’t miss me. Sam lived really close, it took me all of 5 minutes to get to his house, of course the thought of raw sex had me driving faster than normal. Somewhere in my head, I knew Sam was HIV+, but he’d be on meds like Adam, and all I can think about is a hot bare cock fucking me and taking a man’s cum. As I pulled up I got another text, this time from Adam, “Yeah.. come over, horny”, is all it said, I replied, “Give me a few minutes”, “Ok” he replied back. Just like Sam said the back door was unlocked and I let myself in.. for a young guy he had a nice house and I didn’t waste time, I found his bedroom, undressed and was on all fours. I heard him walk in, “Mmmm… that’s a hot ass Cody”, “Thanks”, I said. He walked around and put his cock right in my face, my mouth opened as a natural reflex and I started licking and sucking him, “Yeah… get me hard and wet, I want in that ass”. Sam: Since I stopped taking my HIV meds my viral load is way up, my immunologist was fairly concerned on my last visit, I told him I just need a break and he agreed as long as we monitor it closely. I didn’t need a break though, I needed to poz neg hole and I intended to infect as many guys with my strain as I can until I need to go undetectable again. Lucky for me, I can’t seem to please enough of them. When I got an email from a hot 22yo named Cody, I nearly blew my load… I thought, was this my fuck bud Mark’s “Cod”, the same boy he means to infect after I convert him? I kept that all to myself, “Suck me”, I demanded, feeling his mouth on my cock, I didn’t care if this was Mark’s boy or just another hot young neg guy with a hole I meant to infect, I was going to get inside his tight ass and I was going to pump a huge load of HIV+ cum inside of him; if I’m lucky, he’ll test poz. “Yeah Cody likes that big, poz cock doesn’t he?”, he moaned, I knew he was all mine. I’ve had 3 different guys tells me they converted since I’ve been off meds, not entirely it was my doing, Mark is the only one who’s been exclusive with me, but I like to think that my baby batter knocked at least one of those holes up. I removed my 9” cock from his mouth, he looked up at me, we just glared into each other eyes for a minute then I moved my cock on his lips and slapped his face a bit with it. I wanted Cody to see me controlling him, letting him know this cock is in charge, it might well be the cock infects him with HIV. He smiled a bit as I did this -- I knew his ass was mine to bug. I moved behind him and used spit and a little lube to get him ready before sliding in. “Ohhhh… fuck,… ohhhh that’s sooooo good”, he said, “Yeah … that’s my bare cock filling you up”. I pushed in slowly, he groaned, and I pushed further, “almost”… “almost”.. and just like that, “all inside you baby, my poz cock, balls deep inside you”. I felt his ass tense a bit and squeeze down on me as I said the words “poz cock”; part of me wondered if he had any clue what he had gotten himself into. I didn’t move for a minute to let him moan and adjust to my cock size, if this was Mark’s boy, my cock was bigger than Mark’s by about an inch. I intended to be rough with him to increase the chance that my semen will get into his bloodstream. I felt my cock slip a little and looked down, Cody wasn’t waiting for me to fuck him, he was slowly moving his ass encouraging me to fuck him, he wanted this as much as I did it seemed. Cod: “Your ass is mine boy", he said, and with that he really laid into me; his hips moved and he plowed his cock in and out of my ass. He would pull all the way out and for a fraction of a second I felt almost empty before he slammed it back into me. Sam was a piston, he was a hot relentless top, I was in heaven. I think once he realized I wouldn’t break, he picked up the pace, nearly fucking me with the force of a machine. It was as if he was built to fuck, as if he was on a mission or something. Sam was using my ass and I knew I’d be full of his cum soon; I didn’t care, poz or not I just wanted his assault on my ass to continue. I groaned, “Breed me Sam … Seed my ass”, "That’s right Cody beg for it I want to hear you beg for my cum. You love this big, poz cock deep inside you... don’t you?. It's what you fucking deserve. Hell, it's what I deserve. You don't fucking matter to me. I don't fucking care about what you want. What I want is what matters, and I want to breed your ass. FUCK! Cody… damn… your ass is so tight and my cock feels so great." I knew this was all just talk, he was getting more violent with his words, and at the same time he was getting rougher with his fuck. Sam was using my ass, and I knew bareback sex with a partner who is poz is risky, but at this moment I honestly didn’t care, "This is so hot. I’ve never felt this good Cody.", he said, his balls were really tight and slapping against my ass. "I’m really close Cody, its coming, I bet you can't wait. You are so lucky to have a piece of this body, you’re gonna be connected to me. FFFFUUUUCCCCKKKK!!!" he said as he held his cock into me up to the hilt. I can feel his cum pumping into my bowels. "YES, YES, YES so fucking good. ", I can barely breathe, his orgasm is so strong and feeling his body jerk as he dumped his load is exactly what I needed. Then he fell onto me. I can feel his chest breathing heavily on my back. His chest and body crushing me into the bed. That huge cock of his still hard and buried deep inside me; me stilling hoping for release. “That was so good he said, kissing my neck and breathing heavy on me, I can smell his sweat. My cock is still rock hard but I decided I’d cum later, right now I only wanted to focus on Sam’s hot poz dick. After he pulled out, he went to the bathroom and returned with a towel, I wiped some of the lube off of me, while we talked. When he asked if I wanted to go again sometime, “Absolutely” was the only word that popped out of my mouth – this guy really knew how to breed an ass. I got dressed and was back in the car when I got a text from Dad, “Hey Cod! Going to run errands hope you’re back in time for dinner.”, I didn’t reply, instead texting Adam, “I’m coming over now if its still cool”. “Yeah its cool… I’m so fucking horny, hurry up”, I wondered what Adam would think when he finds that load of cum already in my ass, I felt like such a slut taking poz cum bareback, I grinned and drove towards Adam’s place. Dad: “Wanna fuck?”, a simple “yeah” was all I got back from Sam and I knew it was cool to head to his place. I let myself in and he met me naked with a kiss. I felt his cock, it was wet, “You’ve been busy?”, he smiled. “Yeah….”, all he said, “Neg?”, Sam grinned again. I looked him in the eyes we didn’t need to say anything I knew Sam liked topping neg guys; I knew I was the only guy he was fucking and was hoping will test poz. We went to his bedroom, “Get on your back”, and just like two well acquainted lovers we took our positions and Sam’s cock was deep in my hole. We fucked for at least 30 or so minutes, not normal for Sam, before his words and his groans gave way to those tell-tell signs that he was about to pump another huge load of his special toxic cum in me. “Give it to me Sam… convert me”, I started squeezing down on his cock with my and that set him off – Sam was breeding me again. Sam kissed me as he came, I nearly came but tried to hold off, my mind reeling. In my mind all I can think about is that every time Sam fucks me his strain might enter my bloodstream and I’d be an HIV+ man; all done intentionally. We stayed like that for a while, Sam was very sweaty and I can smell his arm pits. “Are you gonna tell me why you don’t want me to cum? Its making Cod crazy he’s been bumming around the house the last few days like a lost puppy.”, “Friday. It’s a surprise. Trust me.”, “Okk… ok, but much longer and I think Cod will start looking for other guys to breed him”, I said, “Yeah…. He might”. I about to drive home when I realized I hadn’t messaged Chris or Jake, from the testing center, since the day I got tested. I decided to text both, hopefully they were both still interested – Sam was definitely rubbing off on me.