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Part 7: The Mirror. As I sat in my wheelchair enjoying my cigar I was also lucky enough to enjoy the hot as fuck view; once again my boy was holding onto the tall freestanding mirror with his legs spread more than shoulder width apart, bent knees with his huge round bubble ass arched out to my direction, once again teasing with grinding hip action. He looked over his shoulder at me, grinding his hips, smiling and sweating high on meth as I smoked my cigar. ''I want you to Fuck me again, Sir. But this time I want you to dump your dirty seed deep inside of my bleeding neg guts. I am fucking DESPERATE for it!!'' My young stud helped me from my wheelchair so I was now kneeling in front of the mirror, still at a 45 degree angle. Once I was settled into my new pozition with cushions under my knees for comfort he suddenly took a scalpel from his rucksack and pointed the blade at one of the bulging protruding veins on my penis, and bam.... He made an incision causing my toxic blood to squirt onto the floor. And in true hog style he on all fours with his head to the ground lapped it up. My young companion for the evening then knelt directly in front of me and arched his ass out.... ''All of me inside and out is yours, Sir, and I fully consent for you to give me what I deeply desire for you to gift to me. Now please fuck me, and FUCK me Good'' I promptly put my cigar into the ashtray that my boy had thoughtfully placed near to me, shuffled the small way forwards I needed to go, took a hold of his left hip, and with my right hand guided my throbbing and bleeding with toxic blood penis into his bleeding neg rectum. And there we were, in unison together, balls deep..... Our blood mixing! I had not started to fuck yet when I looked into the mirror. But not a my boy. Something made me look at myself. What did I see. Not a man I recognised that is for sure. My face was pale, gaunt, with eyes that were deep set with the whites sporting a yellow tinge. I glanced over my wasted body then back to my face where I just stared at myself, until.... A devilish smirk came about and I started to FUCK! ''This is so risky.... My bleeding penis deep inside of your bleeding rectum with no condom for protection. Once it's in there it's never coming out. Once it's in there I'll be living inside you forever. Are you ready for that?" "Yes, SIR. I now NEED you to be the one to turn me poz. I am so READY.'' I reached over for my cigar and took to smoking it again as we passionately sweaty-fucked, staring intently into each others eyes via our reflections.... ''I love that you are taking what is rightfully yours, Sir. This young gymnastic body, my firm round ass, my soft, warm and wet cunt that your Poz-Fuck-Meat and mind are both fucking... It all belongs to you. Unload your balls of your potent toxic man seed that will change and shape my life from this day forwards. GO ON.... Let me have it.'' His explicit open and honest verbal communication set me off and my steady pace of fucking since I entered him suddenly quickened and from out of nowhere an inner strength I had not felt in a good few years roared to the surface. Via our reflections are gaze remain locked in unison... ''Fuck YES.'' ''That's it Sir you sexy hung highly charged-toxic Leather clad Cigar smoking Poz stud, go on, fuck my soul and corrupt my DNA. Flood my piggy neg cunt with your filth and knock me up. Make me your whore. Turn me into your fucking nasty poz pig, SIR'' ''Oh FUCK... I am about to ejaculate, FUCK YEAH.... Here it comes, I'm fucking EJACULATING'' ''YES..... InFeCt me. Stick it to this nasty faggot.'' ''I'm going to mark you. I'm going to fucking mark YOU.'' And with my last comment he let out a primal scream as I felt my body tense up and the base to the shaft of my penis twitch as my perineum strongly and rhythmically pulsated to commence the injection of my potent viral seed with my bleeding shaft balls deep into this sweet yet piggy boy's hungry bleeding neg rectum! With each pulsation/twitch I grunted loudly which mingled and intertwined with his primal scream.

Part 3: Contact It was 6.55pm. Josh and I had agreed he would arrive at 7pm. I felt a whole range of emotions, nervousness, excitement, and if I am honest damn horny. But no, I wanted as already said just some like minded company. My best friend Bill, a fellow older Gay man, well, we spoke on the phone but he had a very busy life. I had not seen him in 6 months. I needed that connection that only you my reader or I could understand, y'know. I looked up to see my gaunt pale reflection in the freestanding full length mirror at the other side of the bedroom with the moon flooding the dark space with a moonlit light of intensity considering my given situation and my imminent visitor. Speaking of moon, it happened to be a full moon tonight. It was 7.05pm and I heard my front door unlock. A few minutes later in walked one of the most beautiful men I have ever seen in my entire life. ''Oh my goodness, you are BEAUTIFUL. Your photos do not do you justice.'' ''Thank you Ronald. And may I say the same, your photos also do not do you justice, you are even more handsome in the flesh.'' ''Even though I have changed a lot in my appearance?'' ''Time has served you very well. As said you look so much more handsome in the flesh.'' ''Thank you sexy boy. And please, call me Ron.'' He walked towards me holding a plant.... ''I brought this for you.'' ''Aaaaaahh, my favourite, Lavender.'' ''You did tell me it is your favourite smell, and I made a mental note. Shall I put it here on your bedside cabinet, by your lamp?'' ''You are such a kind boy. And yes, please do.'' He put the plant down, w0w, the smell, just heavenly, as was this cute young man's presence. Lavender's pungent smell always pleased my senses. He took off his rucksack, pulled up a chair, took a hold of my pale bony cold hand and looked right into my eyes, smiling with his. For several minutes not a word was spoken, we just read each other, and then he leaned in and gently kissed me on my lips, pausing, before he slowly sat back down again, all the while holding onto my hand... well that was it, the flood gates opened, and I wept, still keeping my gaze firmly on his with tears streaming down my face. ''Heeeeeeeeey, what's to do?'' ''Just.... Not felt these emotions since the first time I met my first boyfriend. Like you he was a beautiful soul, and a very handsome young man like yourself too. We were a similar age at the time.'' ''You mean emotions of really liking someone?'' ''Yes.'' ''I mean REALLY liking them.'' My gaze did not avert, and I said confidently.... ''Yes.'' He smiled in return.... ''It's okay. It seems we're on the same page.'' Eh? Wha'? How could this be.... We'd only just bloody well met. Had I been sent an angel? It would seem so. We spent a good few hours talking. He kept on asking me many questions about my life which I with a nostalgic fondness for memories gone by recounted to his eager ears. ''You told me you always sleep naked.'' ''Yes, one thing to never change. I love being naked, so free. We were born naked, right'' ''Can I pull back your covers?'' ''Sure.'' He pulled back my covers to reveal my naked frail body. Well, how I saw it at least. All of my lovely gym muscle had melted away. He looked very surprised....

"Get in." I stared, frozen, at the twisted, sneering face of the man who just moments before had been my newfound friend and hiking partner. To my left stood the gaping maw of a rust- and moss-covered Chevy Suburban from the mid-1980s, its split tailgate opened to reveal a stained twin mattress nestled between the wheels. We were surrounded by forest with no one but the occasional squirrel or bird to witness what was happening. Seeing my hesitation, he repeated himself. "Get the fuck in. Now. Or you'll regret it." I took it as a threat, and I knew he had the power to make good on it. I'm a big guy, but at six-foot-eight and more than 370 pounds, Dan absolutely dwarfed me. Never mind the six other guys who had materialized, seemingly out of nowhere, as we approached the most secluded section of trail. Together, they had forced me into the brush. I estimated we had walked nearly two miles before entering this small clearing. How a Suburban came to be abandoned in such a remote spot, I cannot surmise. And even if I were so inclined, I had more important matters to occupy my thoughts. "Help him out, boys." Two of the men grabbed me from behind, each holding me by an arm as a third untied my hiking boots. I struggled, but he managed to get them both off my feet. He heaved them with all his might, each in a different direction, deep into the bushes. I felt the cold and wet seep through my heavy wool socks as my feet touched the ground. "This is what you wanted, isn't it?" Dan asked me, the sneer still on his face. He lifted his shirt and pulled down the front of his pants to reveal a biohazard tattoo on his abdomen, just above and to the left of his pubic area. I had met Dan on a website for guys who enjoyed bareback sex, where there was a subset of guys who were, or desired to become, HIV positive. Our conversation had quickly skewed to poz and bug-chasing talk, which has become an area of deeper and deeper interest for me over the past several years. Over the course of our conversation, we had discovered that we had other things in common, too, and eventually decided to meet and go for a hike to see if we might hit it off sexually. But he had not disclosed to me that he was positive - in fact, his online profile clearly said 'Negative, on PrEP' - so when we connected at the trailhead, I thought I was meeting a fellow chaser. The sight of the biohazard symbol both frightened and aroused me. As a bottom whose motto has been 'raw is law' for more than ten years (and whose online profiles all say 'Negative, on PrEP' even though I've never been on PrEP a day in my life), I was finally embracing the idea that it would eventually happen. I had always thought it would be on my terms - anonymously during one of my monthly cum dump sessions, for example - but it now appeared that it would happen on Dan's terms instead. The guys holding me were insanely strong, keeping me immobilized despite my constant attempts to free myself. After my boots were off, my pants were roughly torn from my legs, pulling off one of my socks as they came off. The guy undressing me threw them over his shoulder, into the wet grass. Then he reached for my underwear. "Well, what do we have here!" he exclaimed. "Seems someone is a little turned on!" I couldn't hide the fact that Dan's tattoo had awakened a primal urge within me. My cock had stiffened, standing at half-mast through my briefs. "Let him go," Dan instructed the two guys holding me. They relaxed their grips. "Take your underwear off," he said to me. I hesitated again. "Do it." Slowly, I peeled my briefs down my legs, finally kicking them off in the same direction as my pants. The mountain air was cold on my exposed skin, and I felt my hard-on begin to soften. "Now get in the truck. On the mattress, on your stomach." I looked around at the other guys, and saw that they were all undressing. "What is this, some sort of gang bang?" I finally found my voice and addressed Dan. "Something like that," he said with a grin. "You told me you're chasing the bug, well now the bug has caught you. Come on, get in. It's time for us to change your life." My heart was in my throat at the prospect of what was about to happen, but slowly I turned and climbed into the back of the Suburban. The mattress smelled old and musty, and I realized the spots all over it were cum stains. No telling how many other men left their negative lives behind in the back of that truck. I lay down on my stomach as instructed, crossing my hands beneath my cheek to keep my face off the nasty mattress. Immediately, I felt the truck squat on its suspension as one of the guys climbed in behind me. He roughly pushed my legs apart and then climbed on top of me. "We don't use lube, by the way," Dan called from outside. "But once you have a load or two inside you, no one's gonna need it anyway." I was grateful in that moment that I had been bottoming for as long as I had. My sphincter was naturally inclined to open for a hard cock, and I hadn't needed more than a little spit for years. The guy on my back spit on his hand, and his sleeve brushed my ass cheek as he wet his cock and lined it up with my hole. In a complete turnaround from just a few minutes before, I found myself breathless with anticipation. I felt the tip of his cock against my hole, and I opened easily as he pushed his way inside. "Holy fuck!" he yelled back to the others. "This is one fine ass. You guys are all gonna love it!" He was balls-deep, and just to show him what kind of a ride he was in for, I squeezed my sphincter around his shaft. "Ooo, you're gonna make me cum quick," he said. "I guess you want this dirty load, huh?" I gave in. I nodded and replied, "Yes." "Fuck yeah," he said, as squeezed my shoulders and began rocking his hips. His shaft slid in and out of me without effort, and within just a few minutes he was panting in my ear. "You want this poz load?" he asked gruffly. "Give it to me," I grunted in response. It was only after the words had left my mouth that I recognized a plaintive tone in my voice. I really wanted his toxic load. As I squeezed tightly around his cock and felt it spasming as he came inside me, I was already hungry for the next cock. At last, finished, he slid off me and climbed out of the truck. I felt the cold air on my ass again, but only for a moment. With a squeak of the old leaf springs, the next guy climbed in and on top of me to deposit his load. This cock was thicker than the first, and my hole felt full as he slid inside me to the hilt. He rocked his hips just as the first guy had, holding on to my shoulders as he worked his toxic load out of his balls. "If his didn't take, mine sure will," he grunted in my ear. "My viral load is over 750,000." "Fuuuuuuck," I moaned. "Give it to me, please!" "Here it comes," he growled, and once again I felt the telltale spasms that told me he was unloading. "Holy fuck!" he cried as he climbed off of me. "That is one amazing hole!" "My turn," I heard another voice say. In no time a third cock was inside me. This one wasn't as thick, but it was long and it hit my prostate just right. I could feel the pre-cum leaking from my own cock as he thrust deep over and over until he, too, filled my guts. And so it went, with one guy replaced by the next until I had six loads of toxic cum mixing deep inside me. I no longer felt cold; the chill had been replaced by a warm glow of excitement at the prospect of finally converting. "Saved the best for last," Dan said with a chuckle from outside the truck. The suspension sagged as he climbed in and positioned himself on top of me. "I hope they got you stretched out for me," he said as he positioned his cock. He dropped his hips onto my ass, letting his weight drive his cock deep into my hole. He was huge! My sphincter burned as it was stretched well beyond its normal tolerance. My hands instinctively reached out, grabbing the edges of that filthy mattress as I grunted and breathed deeply, trying to ease the pain. And he wasn't just thick. He kept forcing his way inside me, to the point where I thought he would never stop. He pushed past my prostate and all the way to my second sphincter. Not satisfied with stopping there, he kept going, forcing that hole open, too. At last I felt his balls against mine. "Take a second to acclimate," he said. "You're in for a real fucking now." He remained still for a few moments, letting me adjust to his length and girth. Just as I began to relax, he slid his cock ever so slightly out of me, then back in, easing me into what was sure to be a pounding. And I was right. Each stroke was just a little longer than the last, until he had nearly completely withdrawn his cock before slamming it balls-deep once more. The pre-cum flowed freely from my cock, soaking the mattress beneath me as he drove that massive rod of meat into me over and over and over. "Holy fuck!" I heard one of the other guys exclaim from outside, "Look at the cum running out of him!" I could feel the other loads dripping down my balls and onto the mattress to mix with my pre-cum. "Get some pics, boys," he shouted. "I'm gonna want to remember this hole!" The pounding went on and on, much longer than any of the others had been. He seemed to be in no hurry to unload. I heard the clicks of cellphone cameras as Dan's friends took photos, evidence of my defilement. What they would do with them, I had no idea. Just when I thought I couldn't take any more, Dan growled in my ear. "Get ready, here comes my toxic load." "Oh, fuck!" The words sprang involuntarily from my mouth. "Poz me!" "Fuckin' right," he grunted. "Take it all." With that he drove his cock balls-deep once more and lay still. My sphincter was ruined, and I had no way of squeezing my hole around that massive slab of meat, but I could feel the telltale pulses of his urethra pumping that creamy toxic load deep into my guts. He let out a howl, deep loud and primal. "Yeah!" I heard several voices shout in unison. "I gotta say, guys, you were right," Dan said to them as he slowly slid his cock from my destroyed hole. "That was one for the books." I lay there in a fog, my face planted in that dirty, foul mattress, trying to recover my wits as well as my breath. After a few moments, I realized that I still had the edge of the mattress in a death grip. I relaxed my hand and slowly turned around. The clearing was empty. They were gone. The seven of them had used me and then disappeared. I had no idea where I was, nor did I know where my boots were! I carefully slid out of the Suburban, the cold, wet grass greeting my feet. I collected my sock, then my underwear and pants, gingerly sliding them on. My ass was still on fire, and as I pulled on my pants I felt cum dribble into my underwear. It took me nearly a half-hour to find my boots, and I knew that by the time I did Dan and his friends would be long gone. In looking for my boots, I had found a trampled spot of grass where they had exited the clearing - and presumably, where we had entered it. I stepped into the woods and followed what I hoped was the path we had taken from the trail. Thankfully, less than an hour later I was back on the trail and headed back to my car. My ass hurt with every step. As I stepped out into the parking area at the trailhead, I saw that Dan's car was gone. The light was fading - had I taken much longer to get out of there, I might have had to spend the night in the woods. I got into my car and a sharp pain hit me as my ass touched the seat. No matter. I was safe, and eager to get home. I spent much of the evening in a hot bath, soaking my poor wrecked asshole and trying to digest the events of the day. I felt oddly calm, given what Dan and his friends had done to me. The more I thought about it, the more I understood that Dan was, in his way, trying to give me what I had told him I wanted. Or rather, what I wanted. Logging onto the bareback site after toweling off, I found a message waiting for me from Dan. It included a very hot picture of his massive cock impaling my hole, a stream of creamy white cum trailing down my balls and onto the mattress. "No hard feelings, I hope," it began. "I've learned from experience that guys like you just need that last push into the life they dream about. My friends and I help make that happen. I wish you well. Now you can be happy. I'd love to hear when you find out your chasing days are over." Just over two weeks later, I fell ill with a nasty flu that passed in just a few days. I promptly made an appointment with my doctor. I see him tomorrow; within a week or so, I should know if I'm embarking on that new life. Wish me luck!

Part 5: parTy ''I recognise that potent odour anywhere. You've been blowing meth clouds, haven't you, sexy boy?'' And what happened there, did you brush your teeth too hard?'' Without a word and a knowing grin he placed the bloodied toothbrush on my bedside cabinet, then took off his rucksack. And from said rucksack he produced a Cock-ring. ''I see your Dick has gone soft, Sir. Here, you'll look great in this, not that you need it.'' He pushed my flaccid Dick and my loaded with 1 years worth of potent highly charged seed heavy balls through the ring of steel, then standing upright he removed my bathrobe from his gymnast trained body. And there he stood as before, naked but his skin now glistening with chem sweat - Hot as fuck! However his chastity cage was now covered with a skimpy red rubber jockstrap that hugged on that fine ass of his. This tight fitting red rubber now complimenting another new accessory in tow; a pair of vice nipple clamps that were now clamped onto his hungry pig-boy tits. Each clamp came with a screw, turn the screw to apply more pressure! 😈 He strutted his strong legs over to the other side of the room to my where my bed was, and facing it he took hold of the tall freestanding mirror that was at an angle to my bed. He spread his legs more than shoulder width apart, bent his knees and arched his huge round bubble ass to my direction, teasing with grinding hip action... ''I want you to fuck me Bareback, Sir. Slide that thick and veiny Monster mega toxic Poz-Piston of yours into my hungry neg cunt.... RAW!'' FUCK! My Cock-ring clad penis stood right to attention, becoming fully engorged very quickly! He looked back over his shoulder to see my veiny shaft throbbing at full mast, with me stroking. He smiled.... ''I want that one year load of twisted DNA in your balls Sir coating the inside of my neg cunt as you spray your thick warm highly charged poz load into me balls deep. Oh YEAH.... Stick it to me!'' ''Oh FUCK....'' I really started to stroke my shaft hard now. It was throbbing so hard that the veins were grotesquely bulging and protruding out. This sexy cute young man had brought me back to life, and it felt damn GREAT! 🙂 Joshy boy excitedly came back over to where I lay in bed and climbed in laying next to me, face to face. In a heartbeat we grabbed onto each other in an embrace of contrasting bodies and mauled one another as we kissed deeply and passionately. I could not keep my hands off of his firm gymnast trained ASS, damn it was so fine. And with one thing leading to another it was not long before my digits took to probing his smooth, soft, and very warm anus. My firm probing touch caused him to moan with pleasure in between our passionate kissing..... He rolled over facing away from my and hitched his rear into and onto my crotch, clearly he was ready for me to fuck him. I took hold of my throbbing penis and pressed against his soft pink very warm and wet anus and slid in the glans/head where we both softly groaned. I went to gently ease in a few more inches when I naturally slid all the way into his rectum, balls deep. Our new found physical unity caused our soft groans to explode into very loud groans and grunts. I started to fuck. My first time inside an ass in 3 years with 1 years worth of my potent seed brewing inside of my bursting balls. I did not think I would ever find myself in this privileged pozition ever again, and I fucking well loved it.

Part 4: Foreplay ''w0w.'' ''What. You prefer a muscular physique?'' ''I think you should know by now albeit in a short time I am not like that. A chasing slut I maybe, but shallow, no. And that Dick, fuck, it looks delicious.'' We looked into one another's eyes again and I smiled at his compliment to my appendage, and letting me know my physical appearance did not bother him. He really did have depth. Great to know the new generation wasn't completely lost. ''But I am not even erect.'' ''I've seen photos of that thing at full mast, and trust me, I believe your profile stat of that highly charged thick veiny monster poz-piston being 9". Damn. And hey, you are lying there naked whilst I remain clothed, how very rude of me. It's only fair that I am in the same boat.'' He kept his focus on my eyes as he undressed, and before I knew it there he stood, NAKED, a gymnast trained physique complete with a high round bubble butt. And his dick out of sight locked in a small steel chastity cage. ''Damn! Turn around and step close to me.'' I grabbed a hold of one of his well trained glutes. My penis instantly became fully engorged. ''DAMN. Hard as a rock! Get in the bed with me, sexy boy.'' ''Yes Sir.'' He hopped on, straddled his legs either side of mine, kneeling, took a firm hold of my throbbing penis at its base, looked up at me and took to licking the sensitive glans. I threw my head back and groaned/grunted in ecstasy as he made my entire body tingle. I brought my head back upright and looked at his sweet obedient puppy looking face as he continued to look at me whilst swirling his tongue around those sensitive penis-glans. ''It has been a very long time since anyone called me Sir. Being seen as such hits the spot.'' No sooner had I said that a huge dollop of my highly toxic pre cum shot out and flooded the shiny fat head. Before it had a chance to trickle down my shaft my hungry boy took as much of my penis as he could into his mouth. Considering the position of his body he done well to take a good portion of the length. The feeling of his warm wet mouth wrapped around my throbbing shaft and taking in as much of the length as he could was so intense I could barely take it.... I threw my head back grunting in ecstasy again as my hands took a hold of behind his head and pushed his head down firmly. Somehow out of nowhere I found some strength. He started to choke and gag and I responded by pushing his head down harder. My head still tilted back with my eyes shut I sternly said.... ''Oh Fuck, what a good little cock sucker you are. C'mon, you wanted it, then you take it.'' Bringing my head back and opening my eyes I let go of my grip and his mouth came off of my saliva sodden penis as he came up for air, coughing, spluttering, and drooling. ''Sorry, I don't know what came over me. I didn't realise I still had it in me. Was I too rough.'' With drool dangling from the corners of his lips he spoke.... ''I LOVE it rough, Sir.'' ''Fuck, you are perfect. Come and lie next to me.'' ''Yes, Sir.'' He lay next to me facing me, and in a heartbeat we were in a tight embrace, my cold body against his young and central heating like warm flesh which actually heated me up, with my tongue shoved down his throat as I groped him all over feeling his beautiful firm body, especially grabbing firmly his big round bubble ass with regular finger probing of his silky smooth warn anus. DAMN! We had been kissing deeply within our contrasting bodies intertwined in a locked Sir and his loyal obedient boy unison for what seemed like a heavenly eternity when we both came up for air. Still holding onto one another we looked into each others eyes intently. ''I have an offer to make to you, Sir.'' ''You have given me more than enough. If you were to leave right now I'd die a very happy man. But go on, what is this offer?'' His eyes searched mine and out it came.... ''The thing is, I really like you, Sir. I mean, more than like you. I have never felt a connection like this with anyone. A new found intensity. I dunno, it feels like....'' ''Go on.'' ''It feels like we are a perfect match, in every sense. I feel like I have known you my whole life. Yes, I know, sounds way too corny, right. Just what I feel deep within.'' ''Not corny at all. At least you own your feelings and are not afraid of them or afraid of showing your vulnerability. As for that perfect match and feeling like I have known you my whole life, well yes, I feel exactly the same way. It has been a very long time. And I am more than old enough to know when not to deny what I feel.'' ''Anyway, my offer. Just in case the situation may I arise I have in my rucksack a bag full of tricks to keep us occupied for the entire weekend. So if you like I could stay over the whole weekend. My next shift is not until Sunday evening.'' ''There is nothing more in the world I would like better than having you stay with me for a few days. I'd have you here forever. You are more than welcome to stay as long as you like.'' ''Can I use your bathroom please? I would like to PrEP to give you as an absolute gorgeous beautiful stud that you are the best that you deserve.'' ''Sure, it is the second on the left. And you are too kind sweet boy.'' ''It's the truth.'' He picked up his rucksack, gently kissed me, and was then gone for what seemed like an eternity. He could not have left could he? No, his clothes were still on my bedroom floor. I lay in bed flying with euphoria. This super sexy young man was actually here! I wish I knew this beautiful man decades ago, but then being only 22 that would not have happened as he wasn't even born. As my boy was in the bathroom doing what he had to do to PrEP I Ronald called my carers to inform them I did not need anyone to come in until Monday morning as a friend in town who happened to be a carer would be looking after me. Well, it wasn't a lie. 😉 During our weekend of sex, intimacy and getting to know each other he also cared for me by cooking for me/us, and washing me too. Josh returned by which time my penis had gone soft again. Upon his return from the bathroom he was wearing a meth smile and my bathrobe which covered him neck to ankle, with his rucksack on his back. Damn, I was eager to see more of what I had been lucky enough to see earlier. He seemed different somehow in his demeanor and by what I could smell coming from my hallway I knew why. He was holding a bloodied toothbrush.

Have you consented or would you consent to getting fucked and passed around if you passed out. When I was 19 a leather daddy was fucking me in an alleyway. Two more showed up and watched. I passed out and woke up hours later in a sauna with a different man fucking me. Multiple men took turns fucking me till the Sauna closed an hour later and I had no idea how many more fucked me when I was passed out without my consent. At that time that was how I wanted it

Part 4 I slept most of the day Saturday, waking up to piss sometime in the afternoon. It came out quite dark and with a different smell than usual. I figured I was dehydrated and downed another glass of water before crashing back in bed. I woke up to eat dinner as my stomach was hurting from only eating a banana for breakfast. I threw a frozen dinner in the microwave and sat down at the table to wait. Curious, I started googling tina wanting to know more about what I smoked last night. I slobbered up real quick once I realized it was short for crystal meth. I panicked, it was a dangerous drug that could affect my health. I scrolled through articles before I hit a blog by some dude talking about the affects of meth and sex. He claimed that although it was a dangerous drug, it actually enhanced experience and feelings that men received during sex. I thought to myself, if done in moderation with lots of preparation it's actually not a bad thing. I was trying to convince myself that what I had done the night before wasn't horrific and I was not an addict. I shook it off and reheated my dinner as it got cold after sitting there for a while. As I laid in bed later, I thought about last night. I had tried a few things that I no longer had to do again if I didn't want to. I didn't have to smoke meth again, I tried it and now I am done with it. Sunday passed by uneventful, did some cleaning around the apartment, got groceries and played some video games. Work was a great distraction on Monday, a good start to getting back to normal. It was Thursday night before I thought about the apps again. I probably had so many messages waiting to be read. As luck would have it, as soon as I picked up my phone a text message came through from Joe (Papi). I had forgotten he had put his number in my phone last weekend. Papi: Hey sexy, what are you up to this weekend? Me: I don't know, I haven't made any plans yet. I was debating going to a movie or something. Papi: You should come over again, someone misses you. What followed was a couple pictures of his rock hard cock from different angles. My mouth started watering a bit as I stared at each one before I finally responded back. Me: I'm not sure I should, last weekend was fun and I'm grateful for the experience. However, the smoking was to much for me so I can't come over. Papi: We don't have to smoke at all boy. You can just suck my cock and if you feel like fucking we can. We can go at whatever pace you want. Me: (completely naive) Promise? Papi: You enjoyed it last weekend, just saying. Come over and we will have some fun, no pressure to do anything. Me: ...... Me: Okay I guess. What time should I come over? Papi: 8 is fine. Park around back, there is a lot you can use so your car's not out on the street. Me: okay. I went to bed that night excited and nervous for Friday night having completely forgotten to check what other messages I may have gotten. I rushed through work on Friday and ended up getting ready to early. I cleaned out extra good just in case I decided to let him fuck me. Once it got closer to 8, I hopped in my car and started driving to his apartment. Parking was easy and I was knocking at his door before I knew it. The door cracked open for a second before opening fully to reveal Papi standing in just a jock. "Come on in, I have been so horny thinking about you." I laughed nervously "thank you." "Head on back, you remember where my bed is," he said with a slap on my ass. I noticed as soon as I got next to his bed, he already had his supplies lined up on the stand ready to go. I decided in that moment I wasn't going to smoke again, he could if he wanted to but I wasn't. "Here have a drink before we get started" he said handing me a water bottle. It was the same nasty drink as last time but stronger. I gaged after talking a large gulp. "What is that!" I exclaimed. "That's just some ghb mixed in, it helps loosen you up." Oh great, another drug that I don't know what it does. I should have known better from last time but just no smoking. The fuzzy feeling was coming back, stronger than last time. "Why don't you get undressed, I feel lonely being the only naked one here." I hadn't noticed that he had slid down his jock and was sporting a hard cock. Getting undressed was difficult as I became clumsy from the ghb I drank. While I was struggling, I heard the torch click and the sound of him taking a hit. I could feel the warm cloud being blown my way as the torch clicked again. Finally after getting my jockstrap off I turned to find him standing right behind me. He leaned in to kiss me, slipping his tongue in after a few seconds. His hand holding the torch gripped the back on my head as he blew a massive cloud into my lungs. "Mhmm good boy, let's get you into the clouds." I coughed a couple times exhaling his hit. "I don't want to smoke Papi," I sputtered out but that feeling of energy and horniness started coming back to me. He had already lit the pipe again, drawing in another hit and shotgunned me before I could protest furrher. After the fourth shotgun, I realized I had caved but was quickly sucked back into the the horniness that only meth could provide. He gave me the pipe and torch to start taking my own hit while he readied the bong. I only got to take two hits before he took the pipe away from me. "I knew you wanted it boy. Don't look so sad, I'm going to teach you how to take big hits off the bong. Hop up on the bed," he said. As I crawled up on the bed, he grabbed my ankles and flipped me over. He got up on top of me and ground his cock into my dicklet as he started kissing me. I wrapped my arms around him as we kissed, trying to pull him closer so I could have all of him. He worked his way down my neck, leaving me a new hickey on each side. My nipples were next as he sucked, bit and chewed on them till I was almost screaming in pain and pleasure. He slammed his mouth back against mine to shut me up while my nipples throbbed against his chest. "Come sit up here with me, I want you to blow some more clouds." As I leaned up against his headboard with all the pillows, he grabbed the bong he already had loaded with Tina from earlier. As he spoke to me, I nodded along eager to smoke more. "I'm going to show you how to breath in with this first hit and then it's all on you. Same as the pipe, start breathing once you see the smoke. The water filters some of the smoke so it's less harsh and you can take a larger hit." I don't know how much larger of a hit I can take as I already felt maxed out when I hit off the pipe. I watched as he took his hit and blew out this massive cloud at me. He then brought the bong to my mouth and coached me through. I sucked and sucked, feeling my lungs stretch to new heights. He finally took the torch away but told me to hold it. After an agonizing minute, he told me to breath and I let out a cloud where I couldn't even see him. I heard him laugh before the click of the torch and the bong was brought back to my lips. As I took this hit, he said now your going to hold this one and shotgun it to me. I was ready to burst before he pull my head to his and started a makeout that lasted a few minutes. How did I get here, I thought. This feels fucking amazing and the last fleeting thought before I gave in to the smoke was I didn't want to smoke again. He pulled me out of my thoughts when he broke the kiss and brought the bong back to my lips. I was sucking in my third massive hit when he told me this time your going to blow it out on my cock. He held the bong there for a bit longer until he saw a little smoke coming out of my nose. "Hold that smoke in boy, don't you fucking let it out." My lungs were hurting from holding in so much smoke. I quickly got on his cock and started sucking my way down. Halfway my lungs gave out and smoke started coming out my nose. His hand pushed on my head, forcing me to deepthroat his cock in one swoop. I moaned around his cock as I floated in a cloud. The pressure holding me down let up and I began to bob my head on his cock while taking in my first breathe of fresh air. While I was blowing him, Papi reached down to pull my ass closer to him so I was kneeling next to his side. I was so focused on his cock that I almost missed his finger sliding in my hole. He quickly moved to two and then three fingers, really trying to stretch my hole. I started pulling off his cock when I felt a fourth finger trying to enter my ass. His hand pressed down on my head "just relax boy, if you keep tensing up I won't be able to fuck you." It didn't make sense but the fear of not getting fucked made me try harder. I started sucking him harder while also really pushing out my ass. All four fingers slid right into my hole and Papi went to work. Twisting his hand around, wiggling his fingers, and finally shoving in until his thumb stopped him. I was shaking at this point, the unbelievable pressure I was feeling in my ass mixed with the ecstasy of sucking his cock. I would have sworn I had cum during all that action but he never acknowledged if I did. He just kept working my holes until he was ready. I first felt his cock get stiffer, then his balls tightened up before I swallowed his first shot. He was moaning telling me to take it and swallow his load. I worked hard to swallow it all and not choke on the volume of cum he was shooting. He let up on my head so I was able to pull off to nurse his head and taste his cum. It was so much better right from his cock versus fingering my ass to taste. I rested my head on his stomach, taking a few deep breaths now that I could breathe not just through my nose. I had to have been sucking his cock for an hour or so I thought. His hand stayed in my ass while his thumb was rubbing on the outside of my hole. A few minutes went by and he asked me "what kinks do you like?" "Well since this is only my second time doing anything sex wise, I guess I'm not sure. I love feeling your fingers in my ass and I guess I would like to be fisted. Not right now though! Maybe next time. I'm willing to try anything, first time for everything and how will I know unless I try it" I stammered out. "Let's try something, I've always wanted a little piggy and I have to piss real bad. Put my cock in your mouth and don't spill a fucking drop." I was nervous about what he meant but why the hell not, got to try it. I locked my lips around his cock and waited. He started slow, the piss dribbling out into my mouth before he let loose. It was strong and slightly acidic but I didn't think it was that bad. Probably all the meth I had smoked fucked up my taste buds but I started swallowing as quickly as I could. What I didn't know was that he had been smoking for a hour before I got there so I was swallowing a very potent load of chempiss. I worked to get the last few drops out of his cock before taking his cock to the root and blowing him again. I was so high that the only thing that existed to me was his cock. I did not pay attention to see him on his phone messaging someone. Afterwards, he pulled his fingers and told me to lay down. He climbed ontop of my ass and slid his semi hard cock easily into my hole. I could feel him rocking his cock in and out of my ass, being stretched out he easily gaped my hole. The torch clicked as I heard him taking a hit before feeling it being blown down towards my ass. The next hit he held onto for a second before popping his cock out and blowing it into my gaped hole. He did this a couple more times, thrusting his cock in me to open my hole up before blowing a huge cloud of tina inside. He laid down on my back thrusting his cock deep in my ass. I heard the torch again as his hips ground into me and I felt a big cloud around my head. He reached his arms around my head as he placed the pipe in my mouth and lit it. Over the next several minutes, I took 5 more hits off the pipe. I was moaning and trying to buck my hips up to get more of his cock into my hole. He whispered in my ear, "I have a surprise for you boy." I was confused because what could he be talking about. I laid there getting pounded for a few more minutes. The chempiss I swallowed and those hits made my high shoot right through the roof. I was a moaning, blubbering mess. The bed suddenly sank down in front of me and startled me. I clenched down on Papi's dick before I looked up to see a cock in my face.

Part 9: Final Entry. Several weeks had passed since my beautiful boy Josh and I had met, and he had the urge to come and visit me. His psychic intuition told him that I had passed on. He would happen to come to mine in the evening on the day that he would be going for a HIV test. It was 7pm and using my key safe he let himself in. In this realm I had not been in my Earthly home for 6 weeks now. My boy opened the door and was confronted with a huge pile of post. He looked around and knew I was gone. He looked through a few of my drawers and cupboards and found my diary for this year so far which of course I would never get to complete the year. Once again he came with a rucksack of goodies. He got naked, attached his vice nipple clamps that complimented his chastity cage, then gave me a dildo fuck show where he rode on large dildos in front of my freestanding mirror in my bedroom whilst wearing my Muir. Once again he played here in this room in the moonlight. As he fucked himself in front of my mirror he read through from end to start the two weeks we had been speaking online. The first entry said; ''Speaking with a very beautiful young man online this evening. Age 22 so 41 years my junior who has a very warm kind smile. As he puts it he wants me to knock him up. I have mixed feelings. On one hand there are feelings of guilt and responsibility, but on the other I find myself greatly turned on at the thought of a beautiful man a few generations younger than I carrying around my essence come legacy for his lifetime.'' He got to my final diary entry was from the night of the second day (the Sunday) that we were together. It simply said; ''Just spent the happiest few days of my life.... I feel exhilarated and euphoric on an emotional and spiritual level, but I'm feeling extremely weak and exceptionally tired so I'm going to take a nap now. Thank you Josh my Darling boy. Have a wonderful life my sweetheart. I'll see you on the other side. With the greatest affection, adoration, and all my love, your loving Ronnie.... XX'' He'd been fucking himself for a few hours when he decided he needed the real thing so Sauna time it was. He put my final diary and his fuck toys into his bag and still naked he was about to put his tee on when the door to my bedroom opened. It was my good friend Bill who had come around to continue going through my belongings. True to form he was in his usual attire of camo trousers, army boots and a tight fitting tank top with a flight jacket. Josh hurriedly put his tee on.... ''I'm sorry, I know I shouldn't be here, I....'' ''Hey, no need to panic. Take your tee off again and kneel before me.'' In just his chastity cage and vice nipple clamps my boy knelt before Bill as he had been instructed. Bill tightened the vice nipple clamps and yanked hard on the chain. ''Are you the pig that was here several weeks ago to get knocked up?'' ''Yes. I guess Ronnie told you. Where is he? I feel he has passed.'' ''So many questions, and when you are trespassing too! And to you, it is Boss.'' Bill liked the mind games, especially with his prey! 😉 Josh's head bowed.... ''Sorry, Boss.'' ''Look up at me. That's better. Now, have you had any kind of flu/fever since your first visit here?'' ''Yes, Boss.'' ''And have you been tested for HIV recently?'' ''Yes Boss. Today.'' ''And the result?'' ''I am now HIV+, Boss.'' Bill smirked in a cocky fashion.... ''So dear Ron lives on inside of you. You happen to like blowing clouds, don't you pig?'' ''Yes, Boss.'' ''Good. You stay where you are with your hands clasped behind your back and your head bowed down. Understood!?'' ''Yes, Boss.'' Bill went off to his vehicle and soon returned with a ready to use meth pipe.

Part 8: Ronald's Final Act. I don't know if it was my boy Josh or if it had been so long but my ejaculation felt super powerful. Each and every pulsation/twitch consumed the moment as my penis spewed out the highly charged viral poison from my overflowing but now emptying balls.... A 1 year load! Once spent and done my penis was still super hard. My boy came from being on all 4's and into an upright pozition. I spoke in between multiple kisses of his neck with my penis throbbing and bleeding deep inside of his cum filled bloodied battered rectum.... BARE! ''I know we have only just met, but.... I love you, boy.'' ''I love you too, Sir.'' ''I'll be inside of you forever more now sexy boy.'' ''Yes, Sir. What I truly want from you, the magnificent man that you are.'' ''That was so hot.'' STILL rock hard and impaled balls deep inside of his bloodied battered rectum I started to fuck again, in and out, slow yet firm strokes, grinding in my potent poz seed deep into the willing, warm, wet and toothbrush wounded velvet soft neg flesh. ''That's it, grind in your toxic seed, Sir, impregnate me with your corrupt DNA and create new life twisting my DNA into yours.'' Our obvious instant deep connection giving rise to very quickly feeling a lot of love and affection for this sexy young man and his desire to be knocked up I could not help nor deny feeling immensely turned on that through our high risk sex I would be gifting him my legacy. My twisted DNA corrupting his. We fucked like this for a short while longer to the point I needed a rest. I sat in my wheelchair smoking my cigar again as my boy Josh licked and sucked my blood/cum soaked penis clean. A mixture of both Poz and Neg blood, and my infectious cum! 😈 ''My beautiful BEAUTIFUL boy, so sweet, so clever, kind, loving, caring and super sexy. Can you help me and take me into the living room and seat me on my Leather armchair.'' ''Of course Sir, anything to make you happy. If you are happy, that makes me happy.'' Once comfortable in my Leather armchair I instructed my beautiful boy to mount my fully erect and throbbing drenched in my highly infectious blood penis so we were now face to face. I looked at his youthful happy warm face as he looked back at my gaze with that beautiful smile of his. ''I wish I had known you decades ago. You're my soul mate. We could have had many happy years together if you were born earlier. You are lovely!'' He arched his ass and pushed against my pelvic area as hard as he could with his meth sweat dripping down and onto me..... ''I feel exactly the same way, my beautiful Sir. I wish for you to have your health restored. I would become your faithful and obedient boy in a heartbeat. Although having said that I have already become as such. I am already YOUR pig-boy, SIR.'' He gave a few oink noises to show me how happy a pig he was as my penis head now rubbed against the back of his fuck-hungry rectum. Our connection and energy was highly charged and intense. I took a firm grip of his hips as I felt a surge of energy and strength then thrust upwards and deep into him causing a high pitch grunt from his lungs. Our fluids mixing inside of his rectum along with the new fuck caused a wonderful squelching noise, a sound that always greatly turns me on. So we spoke to one another and fucked like this for a few more hours. ''I'll cherish these beautiful times we have had and are still sharing Sir for always.'' ''And I'll take a piece of you with me too my boy. What do you believe happens to us after death.'' I continued to slowly and deeply tease the back of his rectum with the tip of my penis as he answered.... ''I believe our body's die, but our soul lives on for eternity. We are energy, at one'' ''I believe that too. As a psychic since childhood I know it. Beyond this veil we will meet again.'' After I had cum inside deep of his rectum once again I then needed to have something to eat, drink, and a sleep. We would spend the next 2 days together never leaving one another's side. He even had me in my wheelchair on multiple occasions in the kitchen as he prepared us food so we could talk together. He washed me with loving care just like he would with his own patients, but he never did wash himself, he said he wanted to smell me on him after he left. Two weeks after my beautiful boy left on the Sunday evening I watched on beyond this realm at the foot of his bed as he sero converted. His fever was so high at 40.2 that when he saw me he did not know if it was his psychic ability kicking in or if he was hallucinating. ''I am replicating inside of you my sexy boy. I'll never ever leave you.'' ''Is that your Sir? I hear you. I'll carry you with me deep inside, for always.''

Part 6; The Fuck. ''My Poz penis up in there, fucking you..... Oh YEAH.... I'm sodomizing your rectum, a real fucking cock-hole right there for bareback breeding.'' ''Oh fuuuuck, Sir.... Your toxic throbbing Man-Meat feels so good inside of me BARE, that's it, fuck my neg cunt.'' ''That is skin on skin power fucking.... Oh FUCK, you feel too damn good. I am having sex in your rectum and am gonna end up soaking it inside there.'' We fucked like this for a while when I suddenly pulled out.... ''Get my navy blue suitcase will you boy. It is inside the wardrobe over there in the corner.'' ''Yes, Sir. By the way, you fuck beautifully. No one has fucked me as well as you just did.'' ''Thank you boy. And no one has been as quite as a perfect fit for my penis as your rectum is. Made for each other.'' He got off the bed and brought over my navy blue suitcase, and his face of pure delight was a real picture when he opened it to be confronted with all kinds of Leather/Rubber goodies. He got me from my lying down position to sitting on the edge of the bed wearing nothing but the Cock-ring he had put on me earlier. At my instruction and with his help we added to the current Cock-ring outfit my Muir and knee length Police Boots. ''Here, help me up will you...'' With my walking cane in one hand he guided me (bringing his rucksack with him) to the full length free standing mirror where I stood in front of it at a 45 degree angle. ''Look at what I have become, a shadow of the man that I am.'' From my reflection I suddenly noticed a redness on my penis. I touched it then tasted it... ''That's blood.'' ''Yes Sir, my neg cunt blood. That wasn't my teeth I was brushing. Don't worry, I'll clean you up from my neg blood and cunt juice so your carers don't see the evidence.'' On that note my boy knelt down down and licked my throbbing shaft clean with my hands gently placed on his head as I stared down at his arched out muscular plump big round bubble butt.... ''DAMN boy, you really do have the BEST round ass I have ever seen.'' He looked up at me. ''And I want you to grab hold of it as you fuck me again and dump your potent toxic seed deep inside of my bleeding neg cunt. And may I say Sir, I have never seen veins on a Dick bulge and protrude like yours do. I really want what is inside of them inside of me.'' He stood up and kissed me. Letting my walking cane drop to the floor I wrapped my thin cold arms around his back and clasped onto his beautiful young firm flesh with my cold and pale bony hands. My outer body was cold, but as we kissed deeply and passionately with his body supporting me upright deep inside of me was on fucking fire! We had been kissing for a while when he pulled his tongue out from my mouth and looked deep into my deep set eyes... ''I completely understand and realise that I am cut up and bleeding inside and that I am HIV neg, and that you are extremely highly infectious with HIV. I came here hoping that I might get knocked up, yet I also came for you as a fellow soul, and a beautiful soul you are. If anyone were to poz me I'd want it to be you, SIR. The thought of you being the sexy man and sweet soul that you are being with me for my entire life makes me feel incredibly special, not to mention insanely turned on.'' ''You are a very special young man, one who I am so happy to be sharing precious time with right now, your warm soft skin against my ravaged body is heavenly. My legs are hurting, I need to sit down.'' My sexy boy got my wheelchair and sat me down. There I sat, completely naked except my Muir, Police Boots and Cock-ring outfit, with my soul flying with euphoria, and with all of this I had a strong urge to enjoy something I had not had in a long time.... A cigar! ''In my blue case you'll find a pack of cigars, fetch them for me will you boy. I want to have a smoke.''

Part 2: Josh A new day was here and I had my day as usual, carers, speaking with loved ones on the phone. Making the most of all I was blessed with. The evening soon came and my usual evening of laptop time had arrived. I logged into the fetish site where the aforementioned text was, and *ping*, there was a new message. From a user called gymnastic_chaser. Well, I had a very good idea what the second half of his username might mean. ''Dear R, I love your profile. All of it spoke volumes to me on many a level. You will see from my profile that I am a chaser. Many think I am crazy for what I crave. As I see it is my mere destiny. I realise it is not a glamorous path to take. Maybe not a wise choice. But it remains my choice nonetheless. Anyway, you sound perfect for me on that point, however, one of multiple levels that spoke to me is you seem like a beautiful man with a warm soul, and I would love to meet you and spend some precious happy time with you, all the chasing aside sincerely I would. I know you say you look very different now, well, beauty is skin deep of course, and either way you look very handsome in your full leather gear. If knocking up a neg pig is not your thing that is more than fine. As alluded to, I primarily would just love to meet you for YOU! Take care sexy man. Yours, Josh.'' I burst into tears. What a sweet sounding pleasant young man. And to be called sexy. I no longer felt it. Fact is the last time I had any sexual interaction was 3 years ago, and it was a few days over a whole year since I had last shot a load. My balls did feel very heavy albeit until this moment I had not for a long time felt fire in my loins. Naturally I replied thanking him for such a lovely message. He happened to be online and so we exchanged several messages. For the first time in a long time I truly felt alive! I explained my daily routine in brief so he'd know that I would be online in the evenings only at the same time give or take some minutes. It turned out that for his work he was a carer in a care home. What a thankless task! It also transpired that he was like I, very much with psychic abilities. After a week of messaging every evening he told me that he had a few nights off in a week, and he could come and see me on his first night off, a Friday. I always loved Fridays, the beginning of the weekend, could only mean one thing.... FUN! 😛 Although my motto was to have fun if there was a 'y' in any given day. I gave him my phone number. 6 days had passed and it was now Thursday, and he had not been online, nor had I heard anything. He was due to come over tomorrow evening. Sat in my bed I feebly called out; ''Please call Josh, sexy boy.'' Only a few minutes had passed since I sent that message out into the universe that my phone rang. A number flashed up but one I did not recognise. I answered... ''Hello, Ronald speaking.'' ''Oh it is so wonderful to hear your voice finally. You sound so lovely.'' My heart skipped a beat.... ''Josh?'' ''Yes, it's me. Sorry I have been very quiet, work has been fucking mental and have had to do some extra shifts. Still, two days off now, and we get to meet tomorrow. It has been on my mind all week. I have thought about you a lot.'' ''Oh w0w. So you are still coming them?'' ''Nothing would stop me seeing you, you sexy beast.'' ''Oh, flattery will get you very far in life young man.'' *My flirtatious humour sizzling to the surface* We both laughed and spoke for a few hours. And what an utter joy that was. We both repeatedly said to one another that it felt like we had already met. I know, so corny, but the sense was very strong. I gave him my address and the key code to access the key safe so he could come into my home. After our call ended I was buzzing with excitement. But fuck, what had I done. Was I about to come face to face with the 21st century version to Jeffrey Dahmer? haha.

Part 1: The Beginning Good evening, or morning come afternoon, depending where you are in the world. My name when I was in this Earthly body and realm was Ronald with those who were closest to me affectionately knowing me as Ron. As my final chapter in life came to its conclusion I had a beautiful vibrant young man bring this sick man much joy in what I felt deep within was going to very soon be the final curtain. I knew that day was coming fast! A brief history on my timeline of being poz. I was born in 1961 so I became 63 years old this year, and I was diagnosed as HIV+ age 21 during the year of 1982. It was a very uncertain time, for me, for everyone. I was on various meds over time with the first time taking anything being in 1987, and now med free since 2011 when I turned 50. It got to a point where whatever I was trying wasn't getting me undetectable. Over the years I had taken an array of meds; Zidovudine, Stavudine, Nevirapine, Trizirvir, Atripla and more. So, since becoming poz a total of 24 years on meds, and 18 years off, with the last 13 years med free. Other than HIV I was with other progressive non infectious medical issues which compounded the entire situation, so there I was, backed into a corner, check and fucking mate! My most recent blood work from a few months ago saw me with a CD4 of 6. I know, very low. And a Viral Load at the other end of the scale coming in at a astronomical number of 24 million and 832k. All of that regular blood slamming of fine red nectar during the first 10 years of 13 being med free in what was a crazy hedonistic decade of parTy and play I am sure played its part, not to mention a plethora of transmitted drug resistance mutations. During the late 80s when I was in my late twenties I naturally evolved into the Leather scene which I was active in until 3 years ago which happens to be the last time I played. My last decade of play from age 50 to 60 was the most sleazy I have ever been in regard to that side of my life. Multiple play times each and every week during that decade that was NEVER without chems and an unapologetic exchanging of multiple bodily fluids. The last year or so I have had carers come in daily who help with making me food and helping me with keeping me clean, but, as I see it I still have a level of independence that I am happy with. I still was a member on various sites including fetish sites, and one in particular I had written the following recently updated text; ''I have been poz for so long now (since 1982 to be precise) that I've been on most meds that are out there. However I have been med free now for 13 years and my Viral Load is now well over 20 million with a CD4 in the single digits. Some of you know me from the Leather scene that has not only dwindled over the years since it's peak in the 80s, but which I am not an ''active'' participant of anymore. In fact the hand I have been dealt with sees me what seems to be nearing the end. Why do I say all of this? I want to be as honest as possible as I lead into saying I would love some like minded company at this late stage. I know this is a fetish site so this is a long shot, but I am primarily looking for some smiling company. The idea of fucking a sweet ass for one last time is with me I have to be honest, but it is the companionship side to things that is most important to me! My most recent photos are several years ago. Just so you know I do look very different now. R'' I did not know what kind of reply to expect, if any. And for a week there was no reply, until....

Years ago I picked up two guys at a gay bar and took them to my motel. I woke up the next morning naked on top of the covers and the door was wide open. The two guys were gone. Still not sure if they fucked me, but if the did, it was either with a condom or they didn’t cum in me. I’ve abused my hole so much in the past that I could get fucked and wouldn’t know it.

I was in Fayetteville Arkansas of all places. Late afternoon, midweek. Had put out Grindr, sniffies and BBRT add. Had door taped so it was open. Had been chatting with a couple of different people. Was blindfolded, face down ass up on the bed, and senses someone in the room. A cock with decent girth was offered to my mouth and I took it in, It got nice and hard. After he fucked my mouth for a bit he pulled away and the next thing I knew a smaller uncut cock was in my mouth and I felt it get forced into my mouth. This went on for a few minutes when the cock was pulled out and I was moved around so I was hanging off the bed and the larger cock was shoved in me unceremoniously. He fucked me for a few minutes and I felt him push deep and pause. As he pulled out I felt some cum drip. They quietly got dressed and left. Later that evening, I was able to chat with the guy who fucked me on Grindr. When he got to room, there was an obvious nervous Nelly pacing in front of the room. He brought the guy in. After I sucked him hard, he swapped and fucked the other guy while I sucked. He then fucked me and gave me the load. The nervous Nelly never said a word and just disappeared. One reason I enjoy anon like that.

Part 3 – I’d left my boyfriend’s house and was sat on the bus going home texting Julio to let him know what had happened and that Adam was up for taking raw loads with me. I said he should be the dom tonight and treat us both how he wanted. Julio agreed with my plan, so I texted Adam to tell him to douche well and come stay at mine tonight, we were going to have a threesome. He was quick to reply saying he was horny and excited. I let him know Julio was quite dominate and that we’d both be his bitches. He texted me asking if he had toxic cum? I simply replied, “Hope so”. After quite a pause, he texted me back saying simply “Me too X”. Later that evening Adam arrived at my place and immediately launched himself into my arms for a long passionate kiss. We moved into the lounge and started ripping our clothes off. The thought of getting fucked by a toxic dom top was clearly turning him on as much as me. I worked his pussy for ages, deep tonguing and forcing my fingers roughly inside him, making sure I scraped his anal lining and pretty soon I could taste blood. He squealed and moaned but never once stopped me. We switched places and I instructed him to rim me and to be rough while he fingered me. He just grinned and went down on me and now I winced and moaned as he went to town on my cunt. I eventually pulled him up and we kissed, his spit tasted of my blood. “He’s toxic isn’t he” Adam whispered between kisses. I stopped and looked at him, our faces so close. “Yeah, very” I said staring into his eyes. A dirty look formed on his face, “Good, hope he pozzes us both”. I grinned and we carried on with our foreplay until the door bell went. We got up totally naked and answered the door. Adam held my hand looking a little apprehensive but like me, sporting a hardon. Julio came in and looked at the two naked subs before him. “On your knees”, he commanded. We obeyed and watched as he removed his t-shirt, jeans and dropped his briefs. His lovely fat dick sprang free, even placid he looked good, pulling my head towards it, “I need to piss slut” and almost immediately, a spurt of warm piss hit my lips. I opened my mouth and began to drink. Adam didn’t need much persuasion and his face was suddenly next to mine. I moved over and Julio aimed his cock at Adam’s open mouth, he was drinking this strangers piss just as well as I had. Soon we were holding each other, with slobbering mouths, Julio fed his cock to us both as we sucked and drank. Eventually his erection grew and we were both servicing it. He’d lean down and spit in our mouths and Adam felt the lash of a dom man for the first time, receiving slaps across his cheeks. All the time Julio was giving us verbal abuse, “Fucking bitches, you’re mine. Your cunts are mine. I breed you both. You take my poz cum”. We moved to my room and he instructed us to get on the bed, asses up. Obeying Julio and with Adam to my side, I felt Julio invade my cunt with his mouth and tongue while he fingered Adam who immediately began to squeal. He was very rough and Adam gripped my hands clearly in pain. “I taste blood” Julio growled from behind me. “I’m going to poz you sluts. Do you want that bitch?” “Yes sir, breed me” I moaned back as he slapped me hard. Adam began to kiss me and Julio switched from rimming my cunt to Adams, mouth deep in his crack and forcing sharp finger nails into me, realising why Adam had squealed so much. I took in sharp intakes of breath through the pain he was causing me. After a few minutes of this he stood up behind Adam and using spit for lube, aimed his cock at Adam’s pussy and slowly invaded his boy hole with his fat and dripping 8 inch cock. Adam bucked, gripping me and the bed, breathing deeply as Julio entered him. I watched Adam’s boyish face which was mixed with pain and pleasure. Julio wasn’t holding back and began to fuck my boyfriend with force. He slapped his ass and gripped him hard as he found his rhythm. “You want my toxic load boy?” He asked Adam. “Yes sir” he meekly replied. I watched his face as he bit down on the sheets, he was enjoying every thrust. Suddenly Julio withdrew his cock from Adam’s cunt and moved behind me and without much warning, thrusted it in to me. I too bucked as his cock stretched me, exhaling as his balls slapped against me. Pulling out, he thrust back in, gripping my waist. I’ve been forcefully fucked plenty of times but Julio was up there on the pain/pleasure index for sure. Adam watched me now, he’d never seen me being fucked and he clearly liked watching his boyfriend being used by another man. Julio fucked us like this for quite a while, switching between the two us with the painful onslaught becoming more pleasurable. All the time he was tearing our insides, he reminded us he was toxic and going to load us with his virus. He pulled Adam onto his back and kneeling on the bed now, thrust into him, gripping his legs and holding them wide. I lay beside them tweaking Adam’s nipples and kissing him, spitting in his mouth and hearing him whimper as he was being fucked. Wanking his cock as Julio’s sweaty body plowed my boys cunt, it was obvious he was getting close. “I breed your cunt boy, poz you. You want that?” he groaned through thrusts. “Yes sir, poz me, breed me” Adam moaned back. Fuck I was horny hearing my boyfriend talk like this, wanking myself as I watched my boy receive his toxic gift. Adam came first, spurting boy cum up to his chest. I licked up as much as I could and then Julio groaned, grunted and slowed as he came inside Adam. I looked into Adam’s eyes, “Your first poz load” I whispered. Julio pulled out and I went to see the damage, his cock was covered in cum and blood. “Clean it” He grunted at me. I didn’t need asking twice, I took his cock in my mouth and savoured the juices swallowing all of them. He then grabbed my hair, pulling my face up for a kiss, eventually falling back beside Adam. I lifted Adam’s ass and felched the dripping juices from his hole. He moaned again and pushed a little of Julio's cum out, I ate some of it and the rest I spat in his mouth as I lay on him. My cock was rock hard and I easily entered him. I began to fuck him slowly at first, tenderly kissing and sharing spit. Julio was watching us, but I also noticed he was hard again. This was one of his many talents, he’d fuck me two or three times in succession needing little time to recover between ejaculations. He could also piss fuck me, something I’d never been able to do. Slowly, he knelt up and got behind my exposed hole. I slowed, knowing what he’d do and sure enough, his cock slid back into me so I was sandwiched between Adam and Julio. It takes concentration to be the piggy in the middle, but I’d had plenty of practice. Julio remained still while I fucked Adam and as I pulled out, I’d impale myself deeper onto Julio’s cock, then pulling off Julio as I plowed back into Adam. I kept this up for a good 15 minutes and Julio would grab my hair, yank my head back and kiss me, telling me to breed ‘the bitch’ and that he’d ‘poz my cunt’ again. I was getting close now and Adam had been jacking his cock again, Julio too was grunting louder and I knew that meant he was close with a second toxic load. Finally, my orgasm began to break, laying on Adam and beginning to pump my load into him, groaning as I came. Julio slowed and when I’d finished he went into a rapid overdrive and moments later he too came deep inside me, collapsing on both of us. We lay there in a sweaty mass for ages, the feeling of hot bodies and fast beating hearts was so intoxicating. Knowing both Adam and I had willingly taken full blown, high viral loads from an HIV+ man, kept me hard even when I’d cum. It’s like a drug.

Late night conversation with my partner after he loaded me for the last time for the day (and taking almost 20+ loads total during the day by a group of friends that he organized) Partner: you now have so many contacts that you can practically have a line of men that will breed you anytime, day or night, so why do you need hookup sites with random men? Me (thinking about it): I guess it's the thrill of it, I love the feeling of meeting new men, not knowing how the chemistry will be, how they are going to to use me, what I can do to pleasure them, the excitement of having a new cock penetrating my hole for (his) first time, feeling and tasting a new load and what other kinks they might reveal. While I was giving him my answer I felt his huge cock getting hard again in my hole and he fucked me again, while I was on sniffies looking for more loads lol Ended up having 3 more men coming over, using me as my partner watched and dumping 6 loads in my cum filled cumdump hole. oink!

As an older guy, I love the fact that young guys today seem so willing to play with old men. Fuck, get fucked. Spank get spanked and so much more.

every now and then i just need a good fuck

I had been in the foster system for as long as I could remember. I was taken from my mother when I was 3 because she had gone on a two week bender and forgotten I existed. I bounced around the system till at the age of 10 I was placed with Mr.Mark. Mr.Mark was very well off and took great care of me. He was 6’4 and well built. He was a bit of a health nut making sure me and all my foster brothers stuck to strict diets and cleanliness routines. He was very hairy and had a thick but well kept brown beard with a few tinges of grey. In all 8 years I’d been with Mr.Mark he had never formally adopted me. I had asked several times but he always said it would get in the way of our future. It was the day of my 18th birthday and I was scared that I was going to end up on the street soon. I woke up and looked at myself in the mirror. I was 5’4 and slim with very little muscle tone. I was pretty pale too as Mr.Mark always made sure I wore plenty of sunscreen even though he tanned often. I noticed a little hair around my pits and cock. Though I was almost entirely hairless I grew a little sometimes. Mr.Mark made sure that I kept hairless as he said it would keep me from smelling. When I asked why he was so hairy he had answered that men should smell but boys like me shouldn’t. I went into the bathroom and applied nair all over my light body hair before hoping in the shower. After I got out I cleaned out my boy hole and took my daily pills, Mr.Mark said boys should always keep their holes clean. After I had finished my morning routine I found my eyes drawn to my bedside table. I opened the bottom drawer and reach into the back and pulled out the old jock strap. I had found it with Mr.Marks laundry years ago and couldn’t resist taking it. It was white but stained a brownish yellow and smelled so fucking good. Just touching it had my cock fully hard. Even hard it was only two and a half inches. I rubbed my tiny uncut cock for about a minute until I shot my load into my hand. I licked it up then rehide Mr.Marks jock. I got dressed and went downstairs for breakfast. Mr.Mark always left early for work but one of my foster brothers, Michael, told me he had said that he was going to take me out for a birthday dinner that night. All day at school I thought about what Mr.Mark was going to say at dinner. I was so nervous that he was going to kick me out now that I was an adult. Once the time came for the dinner it went pretty normally. He didn’t bring up me moving out or anything so I didn’t either. Once we made it home however he said to me, “so alex now that you’re an adult I don’t have to take care of you anymore you know that right” “Yes sir” I said terrified of what was going to come next “Well now that you’re of age you’re going to need to earn your keep.” “Yes sir” “Good now follow me into my room.” He said as he started walking towards the master bedroom. Once we got into his bedroom he motioned for me to stand in front of his bed. “Strip” Mr.Mark commanded as he looked through the drawers of his dresser. “What” I asked confused. Just then he back handed me across the face, nearly knocking me to the ground. “I said strip” he said in a more forceful tone I did as Mr.Mark said and stripped down to my underwear When Mr.Mark looked back he slapped me again saying “I said strip slut” I quickly removed my underwear, the shock of being hit overwhelming the embarrassment of being naked in front of my father. He looked me up and down, grabbing my rock hard cock. “You enjoy being hit sweetheart” he said stroking me. “No sir” I whimpered out Just then I got another slap. “Don’t lie to me” he said sternly holding my face. Mr.Mark walked to his closet and took off his shirt revealing his thick coat of fur. He left his pant on however. He laid out two syringes on the dresser one small with a needle the other long and needleless. As he picked up the smaller one he walked towards me saying “from now own you will have one of these injections a day, I’ll show you how to do it again tomorrow but one a day every day, ok sweetheart” “Yes sir” I replied nervously. “Good girl” he said as he turned me around and grabbed one of my hairless ass cheeks he squeezed it tight and then injected me with the contents of the syringe. He then pushed me over the bed so my ass was fully exposed. “Now this is going to burn but you need to hold it in for as long as you can, be a good girl for daddy” I was confused on why he was calling me a girl when I was clearly a boy. Well maybe not clearly but he knew I was. Then suddenly I felt a pressure on my hole. “Open your pussy for me sweetheart” Mr.Mark whispered to me. That sent a chill down my spine and even though I didn’t have a pussy my hole relaxed and let the large syringe in. I felt the liquid fill me and did my best to hold it in. Mr.Mark stood me back up and said “hold that for as long as you can”. I started feeling a rush after about a minute. Soon after I felt so empty even with the burning liquid in my ass. Mr.Mark began twisting my nipples which sent shockwaves of pleasure through me. I audibly moaned “Good girl” he said pulling my nipples hard causing me to loose focus and open up the liquid spilling out of me. I leaned into Mr.Mark breathing in his man sent as my entire body tingled. “Seems like someone’s ready to loose their virginity right sweetheart” he asked me “Oh” I moaned out as I felt his cock through his pants. “I’ve been waiting so long for this” he said as he turned me around and bent me over the bed again. I heard him unzip his pants before I suddenly felt him fully enter my hole, no he called it my pussy. “Oh fuck daddy” I moaned out as he pumped deep into me “Yeah baby girl take my fucking cock” he said as he pounded into me. I had never felt this good in my life. I had had so many sex dreams about Mr.Mark and now they were coming true. I have no idea how long he fucked me for but when he was close he moan out “Oh yeah sweetheart I’m gonna cum, you want daddy to cum in your pussy” “Yes daddy” I moaned out. “You want daddy to get you pregnant” “Yes daddy” “Well too bad” he said as he pulled out and shot his load into the carpet. “Daddy” I whimpered out feeling so empty. “ oh don’t worry baby, I’ll get you pregnant in time but for now you have to learn” he said walking to the closet as I laid there fingering my pussy He had put his pants back on so I couldn’t see his cock but he took a long orange thing with a flared base out of the closet. He laid it on my stomach and it reached up to my ribs. “ you want to be full baby” he asked “Yes daddy” I replied obediently needing something in my guts. He pushed it into my pussy slowly while he held one of my hands to my stomach. I felt the toy moving in me. Once it was fully in he walked to grab a small flat piece of metal with a tube in it. “ you know sweetheart I thought we would have to work you up to a cage this small but your clit is so tiny I think we can start with this.” He grabs my soft leaking clit and stuck the long tube into it. It felt strange but not bad. He then locked the metal piece on and put the key on a table. “Good this will keep you from using your clit when you shouldn’t.” He said. “Now I think it’s past your bedtime so hurry to sleep we’ll talk more In the morning ok” “ ok daddy” I said hugging him before going to grab my clothes “Nuhuh” he said “you’ll be getting a new wardrobe tomorrow” with that he slapped the plug in my pussy and sent me to my room.

If i went to a party and, let's say, had my drink spiked or that i drank too much to the point of passing out AND i had consented ahead of time to my partner or the party host...then fuck yes, pass me around and use me however you want to!!!

As much as I want to remember every detail of every fuck, I've always wanted to be with someone who would use me whenever he wanted -even when I'm unconscious. And let other men breed me while I'm out, too.

Last night when to a Pump and Dump scene in a hotel through Sniffies. I was the first one there so I fucked the bottom for a bit and another guy walked in he had a big uncut cock. He and I spit roasted the bottom a bit before I let him breed the bottom first he came a lot because it was dripping out of the bottom's hole. It didn't take me long to add my own big load to that sweet hole he could feel my cock in his second ring. But that isn't all I was still getting notifications from the group chat saying he was 5 loads in. I started getting hard again, so I went back I waited for two other guys to breed him while I jacked my cock to get close and then gave him another load. All and all a great night for my birthday lol. I love a sloppy hair hole to breed.

Part 10; Boss Bill ''Here, some clouds for you to blow pig.'' As my boy got high Bill would keep on tightening the vice nipple clamps and yanking the chain hard. My boy was now flying high, and Bill ordered him to lean out of the window. Now leaning out the window into the moon lit night with his ass exposed to Bill who was now wearing my Muir, Bill unzipped and slid in balls deep into my boy. Not even a drop of spit for lube! ''What a cheap nasty fag, just letting any old stranger fuck you. I could have anything. In fact, I have something very unique I can gift to you, pig. My CRF19 strain of HIV. Do you want it?'' ''I accept whatever you want to do with me, Boss.'' ''What a good little obedient nasty worthless poz fuck-pig you are. Your cunt is so wet, warm, soft, and nasty. But it is too tight for me. I like a cunt to be completely trashed and sloppy. My good buddy Frank can train you up for me. Fisting Frank we call him.'' Bill pulled out of my boy's freshly diagnosed poz rectum. ''Listen, I'm here to collect his decades of diaries he has kept as he wanted me to have them, then we'll get going. Stay there.'' Little did my dear friend Bill know that my final diary would be missing that would remain in the hands of my legacy holder. A while later.... ''I've found the 1974 to 2023 diaries. Can't believe the crazy fucker kept notes on his life for almost the final fifty years of sixty three. Cannot find this year's part year though.'' Josh heard Bill open the top drawer to my bedside cabinet where Josh had only a few hours ago procured the 2024 diary. ''No, not there either. Damn.'' Bill called our mutual friend Frank. ''Hey Frank. You never guess what. That neg pig our late friend Ron had met, well, would you believe I have him here at Ron's place, and he is now no longer neg. Officially new to the poz brotherhood as of today. Just gave him a quick fuck, but he is a bit tight for our liking. You up for training him every week prior to the next Club ''Poz-Demon'' event at my club in 6 months time?'' ''Hey Bill..... Fuck yeah, why not. I'm free right now if you like for some several hours training if you are.'' ''Fuck YEAH. I'll bring him right around. I have the faggot high on meth. See you in a short while.'' ''Great, see you in a bit.'' Next thing Josh knew is Bill sliding balls deep back into him as he immediately commenced a hard and fast brutal fuck. Such force was used that the following question asked could not be physically answered.... ''You ready to get even higher, and your first round of Fisting training?'' Bill knew Josh could not answered and got off on that fact, but he carried on pounding away for several minutes. He then stopped.... ''You ready to get even higher, and your first round of Fisting training?'' He slammed in violently and held still balls deep... ''Yes, BOSS'' ''Good pig faggot. Hot to know that my good friend Ron will live on inside of you. Not only has he left me the house, but YOU too. What a fucking bonus. A few days before he passed he did make a small adjustment in his last Will and Testament to leave you part of his estate.'' Bill continued the brutal fuck until he dumped his high viral load. And straight after he got his new bit of meat, my dear boy, into the car and drove him to Frank's house. On the drive there Bill told my boy about the yearly event Club ''Poz-Demon'', with the next one being held in 6 months with my boy to be the star attraction. ''Everyone at this event is Poz and in most cases are very much Detectable. Sometimes there is a star attraction, and you and your sexy nasty ass of yours are perfect for this. How would you like to receive my CRF19 strain via unconventional means?'' ''What would I have to do for that, Boss?'' ''Sit back and relax whilst you are hooked up to a blood bag to receive half a litre of my unique CRF19 strain. It will be necessary to have you in a dream like psychedelic floating high as a kite state. And afterwards you will get gang-banged in a sling that is inside of a cage in the middle of the main dance floor. How does that sound to you? I need your full consent for this to occur.'' ''Sounds Hot, BOSS. I fully consent.''

Met a top on grindr and he invited me over. He wanted to play safe so he wrapped up before sliding into me. Ugh, fine i thought. But as he's pounding me he starts asking where I want the load. My options: in the condom, in my mouth, or on my ass. I went with the third choice. So he pulls out and rips the condom off, but then I guess went too soon and so he had to get some momentum back. He starts rubbing his now bare cock on my ass. Instinct overtook me and I pushed back on it. He slipped right in and shot his load inside me after all. Oops 😇

Actually I see this as a way to absolve all the currently living beneficiaries of long-repudiated policies, to allow them to keep their ill-gotten gains. Your perspective seems to suggest - and please correct me where I'm wrong - that as long as enough time has passed, it doesn't matter how egregious the offenses were in the past that enriched certain people; their ill-gotten gains are duly whitewashed and taking the proceeds from their current owners - who, it might be noted, did nothing to earn those except to inherit them, often tax-free or tax-advantaged - would be "punishing" them. When the Nazis looted private collections of wealthy Jews in the 1930's, the items stolen did not magically become "non-stolen" property just because they passed through three or four or ten sets of hands between the theft and our discovery of where the item is. It's still legally (and most assuredly morally) the property of the person from whom it was stolen, and his or her heirs. The same is true for the stolen labor of Black people who were kidnapped and sold into bondage here. The same is true for the resources of the indigenous people whose lands were stolen and who were forcibly relocated to the worst lands in the nation (again, until those lands proved to be valuable depositories of minerals, at which time they were forcibly dispossessed of those lands, too).

Hosting two buddies (a couple) this week from SF for the holiday. One texted me from downstairs at 7:30 today and suggested I needed a fairwell load, before they head to the airport later. (This was true.) So he came upstairs to find my freshly prepped asshole, and mouth, ready for his 8" raw cock. He got instantly hard from my deep throating, I spit in my hand to lube up my hairy pussy, and he plunged his throbbing dick right in my gut. (See photo.) He fucked and filmed me for 20 minutes before pumping a massive load deep up my ass. When he later went out for a run, his BF woke up and texted to ask if I had a pre-flooded hole he could also enjoy. I said yes indeed, meet me in the kitchen. I showed up naked to grab a cup of coffee - with a hairy, sticky pre-lubed hole (the lube being his BF's cum) - and he proceeded to finger, fuck and flood my hole himself. A terrific start to a Saturday, that hopefully will include another fuck or two before my guests have to leave.

Spent the week before Thanksgiving in Malta. Last time I was there, I wasn’t able to go out so this time I was looking forward to checking out the gay scene. My traveling buddy and I headed to Michelangelo on both Friday and Saturday night as that was the only club that had a dark room. I definitely wanted to service as many cocks as I could while on vacation. The area was upstairs off the bathrooms and was four cubbies. It really wasn’t anything special, but it served its purpose. For both nights there wasn’t much that happened until later on in the night about an hour and a half before closing. The first night I was in the lucky position of being the only bottom surrounded by four tops. I’m not sure if they are Maltese, British or Italian. Very few words were exchanged. The tops took turns spit roasting me as I turned through the circle sucking dick and getting fucked. Surprisingly most of the cocks that fucked me were a pretty average size! My whore philosophy is to take all cummers and I enjoyed being an open hole. One top did have a larger thicker cock. He looked like something out of the 70s rock band, even though he was probably only in his 30s, but he fucked aggressively, pulling my hair and shoving me up against the wall. He fucked me several times and I was always eager to get him back in my hole. He scraped it deep until he filled it. Saturday night there was more action and more variety. Unfortunately, there was more drunkenness so some dicks were not able to rise to the occasion. Had a nice couple of German? bears shove their sausages in me to stretch me open. This was followed by a young African, who fucked like a porn star bucking and yanking on my shoulders to arch my back. The best was a stocky Maltese bear who fucked me in one of the cubbies while others watched. He ended up fucking me for a while until he started to accelerate his pace and then thrust rapidly and hard to flood my guts. Of course, each guy that came in me got his dick cleaned, so I could taste my ass and his cum. He was followed by a well dressed 30 something Italian in a sport coat!?! that fucked me for a while. Unfortunately, no load but still a great fuck. I was really happy to have serviced so many men in Malta including some that others may not find desirable. I find that getting on my knees in front of a more unattractive or older man and then turning around and let them impale me turns me on. Especially in front of a crowd. Makes me feel like a whore and sends the message that I’m a hole for use.

Went to the Truck event last night. It’s held at the newly reopened Stud bar. Truck used to be a bar in San Francisco that has been reincarnated as a sex party with the same name on Wednesday nights. Wednesdays are usually tough for me to go due to my work schedule so it was great to have one before Thanksgiving. Last night, San Francisco was well represented! The place was packed with men of all ages, body types, and ethnicities. I had a great time, walking around in my jockstrap and bending over for any man who wanted my hole. Had a great time being sampled by a nice variety of tops. Some of my favorites were making out with a stocky Daddy Latino with a thick dick to match. The first time we kissed and made out and I sucked his dick. He said he wasn’t ready to fuck but later on he sought me out to fuck me. His cock stretched and filled my hole, and I could feel him pulsing when he deposited his load. I also enjoyed a handsome white couple named Don and Jon. Jon had a fit muscular body, and I got down on my knees and started sucking him when we made eye contact. Afterwards, I impaled myself on his slender but serviceable cock and he fucked me hard for 10 minutes. When he stopped his partner, Don ended up fucking Jon’s hole and I was impressed by Don’s tool and how he used it. I watched and admired his fucking and Don started to fondle my hole. Eventually, he stopped with the encouragement of Jon and proceeded to fuck my hole good. He was very tall and had the ability to go deep and completely work all sections of my ass. I loved every minute of it especially when he power fucked me to deposit his load. Both partners were great and I thought what a fantastic relationship they seem to have. After continuous fucking for about 2 1/2 hours, the party was beginning to wind down so I decided to head out. I was horny for more and wanted to check out the back area of Powerhouse, but unfortunately, they were already closing for the night. I signed onto BBRT while walking home, hoping that I could get fucked more. Luckily I got hit up by a slender Latino with a slender 9 inch cock. I detoured to his place where he admired my ass and the loads that were leaking out of my hole. I sucked him to get him even harder than he already was. He was slender and tall so after he squatted while I was on the couch, he ended up putting me on top of the arms of a chair and fucked me that way aggressively. He reamed me deep in my second hole commenting on the slickness. He didn’t last super long, but I enjoyed receiving the cum flood in my guts. I left and walked home with his cum leaking out of my ass.

Introduction This is a work of fiction using an undercurrent of personal truth to the author. The author has requested that *no comments* are made until his final story is published in its entirety, which should be done by the end of today. It will be clearly marked with ''The End'' when the story has ended. Reactions to chapters and/or photos used before the story has been published in its entirety are of course fine. ScorpionFF's final story mainly to be told via the usual means of text, but pictures will also be used via various albums that will be included within the story via attached links. This story covers chasing, pozzing, and chems, so if any of that causes offence then look away now. The Potent Frailty Cast opening credits in pictures ---> [think before following links] https://breeding.zone/gallery/album/11537-the-potent-frailty-cast-~-opening-credits/

Nothing amazing, but enough for when I feel like topping a bit!

Not enough

Love a bit of family loving, especially where there's pozzing up to do! Remember walking in on my cousin deep in my brother's ass fucking him raw! They didn't have an issue with me staying and joining in. Sucked my brothers cock which my cousin left a load in him, then we both cleaned our cousins cock.

Yeah, status messages are public and, having even seen folks posting something nastier there, knowing we are roleplaying I simply let it go. There is a guy in particular who posted a lot of nasty status messages and he was very erotic I haven't ever talked to him so I had no trouble if someone got hard by reading you and me. It's this community's purpose, after all; helping each other having sexual fun. But despite not exchanging personal information, we were poz-talking out of backroom.

Perhaps. But it seems like (again, correct me if I'm wrong) that you're more concerned about whether people today are inconvenienced (through higher taxes or whatever) than in providing long-delayed justice. It's a fact of life that we all pay taxes for things we don't personally benefit from. Likewise, we all have to pay taxes and fees for things we didn't actually cause. But if we have to do so in order to make something right - particularly something that our government (which is a continuous entity even if the people who make it up change) had a hand in causing, or permitting, or supporting - then so be it.

Wet bodies look like they're covered in lubricant ready to be rubbed, stroked and fucked. I especially like sweet clean guys soaked in sex sweat and high as kites.

Closing Credits in pictures --- > [think before following links] https://breeding.zone/gallery/album/11539-the-potent-frailty-~-closing-credits/ The END, and Goodnight.

i love being a pnp pig

Part 14 - The quiet ones Something else I have noticed over the years is that some of the quietest, most serious guys I have met can also be the horniest and the most likely to want to fuck bareback. In the mid 90s I was sharing a flat in north London with two other guys who were, like me, in their mid to late 20s - Paul, one of my friends from university, and an Irish guy called Brendan. Paul and I had been brought up in strict Christian families and Brendan had been raised in a small town in the south of Ireland. We were all enjoying the freedom of living in London. We had been sharing the flat for about three years when Paul met someone and moved in with him. He suggested inviting a guy he knew from home who was coming down to London to study for three months to take his room while we looked for another flatmate. Brendan and I were fine with this idea and Peter moved in a month or so later. Peter was a good looking, slim, blond lad who was studying to be a lay preacher and was coming down to London to attend a three month course at a Christian college. I liked Peter a lot - he was very serious and hard working - but he was friendly and good fun and was also out as a gay Christian, something I knew could not be easy as he came from much the same background as I did. Peter was also involved in sexual health education and promotion for gay men. He had a boyfriend in Scotland and they spoke to each other most evenings by phone. I had started fucking without condoms about a year before, but I was now seeing a guy called Liam, who was a nice guy with a really fit, sexy arse, but was totally committed to safe sex. I had suggested once that we might fuck without a condom but he was adamant - no one was going up his arse without a condom under any circumstances! A couple of weeks into his course, Peter met a guy who lived near us in north London and started going to his church with him. They were on the same course together and he brought him to the flat a few times so that they could study. Marcus was a good looking, friendly young black guy, also in his mid 20s. One Friday evening a few weeks later I was going out to a friend's birthday meal in a restaurant in central London. As I was on my way out, Peter and Marcus came in and Peter said they were going to have something to eat and then study together. I set off to the underground station and half way down the hill, I realised I had forgotten the birthday gift I had bought for my friend. I decided I had time to go back for it and made my way back up the hill. When I entered the flat, there was no sign of anyone, but almost immediately I heard what sounded very much like two people having sex. I made my way quietly down the hall and noticed that Peter's door was open. There was a full length mirror in the hall which gave a really good view into Peter's room if the door was open and, keeping out of sight, I had a perfect view into the room. Marcus was stretched out on Peter's bed, naked from the waist down, and Peter, also naked from the waist down, was riding his cock. I had really good view of Peter's slim arse riding up and down on Marcus's cock and almost immediately I could see two things - the first was that Marcus had a really big, thick cock and the second was that he was not wearing a condom. I watched in the mirror as Peter continued to ride Marcus - they were both getting louder now and Peter was groaning "Oh fuck, fuck......fuck!" I heard Marcus's voice, "This is so fucking good, so fucking good!" "Yeah!" moaned Peter "No fucking condom!" panted Marcus "That's how I like it!" moaned Peter They were fucking faster now, and I watched as Marcus thrust his cock hard up Peter a couple of times and then held it still and I knew he was pumping his cum right up Peter's cheating arse. Peter fell forward and kissed Marcus and, as he did so, Marcus's cock slipped out his arse and I saw a load of cum sliding out of Peter's gaping hole. It was all very horny and later that night I had a great wank as I remembered the scene I had witnessed! Peter and Marcus continued to attend church together and study together and Peter set up a single mattrass on his bedroom floor so that Marcus could stay over when they had been studying late. I guessed that this was for appearances rather than for Marcus to actually sleep on! A few weeks later, Peter was out at the wedding of someone on this course and, as I drifted off to sleep later that night, I heard what sounded like two people who had had a few drinks trying to be quiet and not making a very job of it|. I assumed it was Peter and Marcus but when I heard someone quietly leaving the flat an hour so later I looked out the window and saw a totally different guy making his way down the road. Peter was obviously making the most of being away from his boyfriend and I guessed he probably now had this guy's load up him. Towards the end of Peter's time in London, Brendan decided to move in with a boyfriend he had met a few months before and I set about looking for two new flatmates. A week before Peter moved back to Scotland, I was out at a gay bar one Friday evening and fairly early in the evening decided I wasn't really in the mood and made my way home. When I entered the flat, I heard the unmistakeable sounds of two guys having sex again, but this time the sounds came from the kitchen. I assumed it was Peter and Marcus again and decided to go and check it out. I walked into the kitchen and the first person I saw was Peter. He was bent over the kitchen table, his trousers and pants at this ankles, being fucked hard up the arse. I was not surprised by this, but I was surprised to see that the guy fucking Peter was not Marcus, but Brendan! My cock was hard in my pants as I watched Brendan's meaty arse thrusting up Peter's slim one. They had seen me by now and, a little to my surprise, Brendan motioned to me to join them. I didn't hesitate, and soon my pants were down at my knees and I was wanking as I watched Brendan fuck Peter. After a few more thrusts, Brendan pulled his cock out of Peter's arse and motioned to me to take his place. As I had suspected, Brendan was not wearing a condom and without hesitating, I pushed my bare cock up Peter's arse. His hole was tighter than I expected and I enjoyed every minute of fucking him. After a while, Brendan tapped me on the shoulder and I pulled out as Brendan took my place and pushed his cock back up Peter's arse. I was really turned on as we took turns fucking Peter - even more so as all three of us were cheating on our boyfriends and none of us were using condoms! Brendan shot his load up Peter first and then I shot mine a few minutes later. It was all very horny! After a while, we all pulled our pants and trousers back up and Peter made us some coffee. We never referred to what had happened and a few weeks later, we all went our separate ways. I had another horny experience with a quiet, serious guy in the mid 2000s. I met Robert when I was out for a meal with some friends in Glasgow and he was sitting next to me. He was small and quite serious looking with short hair and glasses. His boyfriend had to work that evening so he wasn't with him. I got on well with Robert and enjoyed his company. Towards the end of the evening, I was in the toilet of the restaurant having a piss when Robert came in and stood next to me at the urinal. He pulled out his cock and grinned at me as he too began to piss. I noticed that Robert was checking out my cock as we pissed together and when I had finished I didn't put my cock away, and a short time later the two of us were hard and wanking together. I knew we would have to be quick and I reached out and took hold of Robert's cock. I began to wank him with one hand and pushed my other hand down the back of his pants, and soon my finger had found his arsehole. I pushed my finger against his hole as I wanked him and soon I was pushing my finger up his hole. I could feel his cock getting harder in my hand as I fingered him and then he groaned and shot his load out on to the urinal as I pushed my finger right up him. A few minutes later we were back out in the restaurant with no one any the wiser. A few weeks later I flew to Berlin for a long weekend. Two guys were checking in in front of me and as they turned round I realised it was Robert and tall, dark haired guy I assumed was his partner. I checked in as the two of them made their way to the lift. The lift took a little while to come and by the time it did, I had checked in and had joined them. Robert gave no indication that he had met me as we nodded at each other and then got in to the lift. We all got off on the same floor and turned along the same corridor, smiling as we realised that our rooms were next door to each other. That evening we left the hotel by chance at the same time and the following morning we found ourselves going down to breakfast at the same time. In the lift, Robert and I were standing behind his partner and he turned and winked at me. Later that day I came back to the hotel at the same time as Robert, who this time was on his own. We got into the lift together and as soon as the doors closed, Robert pulled me towards him and kissed me. "I need you to fuck me!" he breathed in my ear and then he kissed me again. I could feel his hard cock pressing against mine as we kissed and when the lift doors opened, we both made our way to my room. "Where's your partner?" I asked him as we entered the room. "Shopping," he replied and then he pulled me towards him and kissed me again. We wasted no time in pulling each other's clothes off and soon we were both down to our pants. Robert pulled my pants down and went down on my now hard cock. He sucked me for a while and then I stopped him as I was getting close. I pulled his cock out and went down on him and then I turned him round and he bent over the bed. I pulled his arse cheeks apart, exposing his surprisingly hairy hole and then I pushed my tongue right up him. He gave little moans as I rimmed him and then he looked over his shoulder. "I need you to fuck me!" he said again and added "My boyfriend is a total bottom and I need to be fucked!" I began to rub the head of my cock against his hole and meeting no resistance, pushed the head of my cock into his arse. "Are you going to fuck me without a condom?" he asked I could see he was really turned on by the idea of being fucked bareback and I said "Yes!" "Oh fuck!" he said as I pushed right up him and began to fuck. I really enjoyed the fuck and I guessed he wasn't lying when he said he didn't get fucked much - his hole was so tight it was really hard not to shoot my load right up him. I fucked him for a while and then he asked me to pull out. He grinned at me and laid back on the bed, pulling his legs up. "Now fuck me, and cum in me!" he said. I pushed my cock back up his arse and began to fuck him as he gave contented little moans. I was getting close now and told him so as I began to fuck him harder. "Do it," he moaned, "Cum in me!" It's always a turn on to cum up someone else's boyfriend and a few minutes later I shot what felt like a massive load right up his unprotected arse. It was one of the horniest fucks I had had in a long time and he grinned at me as I pulled out his arse. "Thanks!" he said "I needed that." When the pandemic struck, I had not long taken on a job which required me to be in Scotland for part of the time and in London for the rest of the time. As soon as I took the job, I realised I had made a mistake - my boss was a nightmare and I hated the company and its culture. I had decided to get out as quickly and painlessly as I could and then came the pandemic and pretty much everything, including recruitment, was put on hold. When lockdown happened, I was in Scotland and it was agreed I would stay and work from there. I was staying with a friend just outside Glasgow, and he was happy for me to stay with him for as long as I needed to. Work became more complicated for various reasons and it was decided that as senior managers, we should meet with our finance business partners on Teams or Zoom each week to manage budgets, expenditure etc. My finance business manager was a guy called Stuart, and at first I thought he was a typical accountant - serious and dry. However, as we established our weekly meetings I came to realise he was a really nice guy with a great sense of humour. Our meetings did not take that long and we began to chat to each other after the business was done. Stuart told me he was gay and lived with his husband and the more we talked to each other, the more I began to look forward to our weekly chats. I discovered that Stuart hated the company too and, like me, had been planning his exit when the pandemic struck. One time Stuart told me he would love to sit in a Senior Managers meeting in his pants. Senior Management team met twice a week on line at this time and we agreed that we would both turn up to the next meeting in our pants. No one else would be any the wiser of course as they could only see our top halves on Teams. We agreed to meet after the management team meeting to see if we had both gone through with it. The management team meeting was boring as usual and it was only when I was due to meet Stuart that I began to get a bit excited about the fact that, under my desk, I was sitting there in my underpants. Stuart and I met after the team meeting and almost immediately he asked me if I had gone through with it. I stood up and showed him that I was in my pants and he grinned. Then he stood up and I saw he was wearing a pair of white Calvin Klein pants. He had a really fit body and I could see the outline of his cock in his pants. Then he turned round and pushed his arse out and I saw that his arse was really fit too. I could feel my cock getting hard as I bent over to show him my arse and I could see that Stuart was getting hard too. It was Stuart who suggested we take our pants off and soon we were naked from the waist down, and both hard. We played with ourselves for a while and then Stuart bent over again and showed me his bare arse, pulling his cheeks apart to expose his arsehole and then I did the same. We ended up wanking together and talking about how much we would like to suck each other off. It was Stuart who said he would love me to fuck him. He bent over his desk again and showed his arsehole, telling me how much he wished I could fuck him there and then and shoot a big load right up him. We were both wanking hard now and soon we had both shot our loads. It was very horny. After that we began to wank together regularly - talking about how much we wanted to fuck when the restrictions were over. Stuart told me again he would love me to fuck him bareback and cum in him. He added that he shouldn't really say that as he was not on Prep or anything and I told him I didn't care and couldn't wait to bareback him. One time we were wanking together and Stuart told me he had something to show me. He bent over his desk, and pulled his arse cheeks apart. I loved seeing Stuart expose his arsehole and I was wanking as he told me to wait a moment. Then he pushed and I saw a load of cum slide out his arsehole and down the back of his balls. It was one of the horniest things I had ever seen and when he had finished pushing the cum out his hole, Stuart told me that his husband had fucked him that morning before he went to work. Eventually the restrictions were eased and we were able to book some time in the office if we needed it- ideally only one person at a time to start with. I booked a session and we decided that no one would be any the wiser if Stuart and I were in the office at the same time. I was really excited to meet with Stuart and we both enjoyed every minute of our meeting. We sucked each other's cocks and licked each others arseholes, and then Stuart bent over the desk and I pushed my cock up his arse and fucked him bareback, shooting a nice big load up him. It was real turn on to know that he was going home to his husband with my load up his cheating arse We fucked as often as we could after that, and one time Stuart turned up with his husband's load up him. It was a real turn on watching him push it out his hole and I rubbed my cock in it and pushed up him. I enjoyed every minute of fucking Stuart using his husband's cum as lube and shot another massive load up him. As the restrictions gradually eased, the jobs market slowly recovered and both Stuart and I found other jobs. Having fun with Stuart was definitely one of the best things about lockdown and we still meet up when I am in Scotland. The last time was a couple of months ago when he knelt up on the bed in my hotel room and I shot yet another load up his cheating arse. Part 15 to follow

First check which app is popular where you are. If you're lucky enough to be bending over in India, you will probably want to be on Romeo. If you’re heading to Istanbul you’ll want Hornet. Across the Middle East, X is surprisingly good. As for the “anti-gay” countries - see comment above regarding Middle East. X is a good place to make some initial contacts and then go from there. Now if you’re in a more liberal western city like London or Amsterdam, hit the saunas and the clubs, you’ll get WAY more action than you will thumbing an app all night with a greasy dildo in your hole.

Part 3 Driving home proved to be a struggle. Any bump or pot hole in the road caused a throb in my ass. I could feel a bit more of Papi's cum leak out. Thankfully being the early morning meant no traffic so I sped a little. I started undressing as soon as I got in the door with the intentions of hoping right in the shower. Bending over caused another throb in my hole that stirred my cock. I was still very high but my dick started to look normal instead of a shriveled tina dicklet. I reclined on my couch, propping my legs up and started jerking off. I looked up some porn, but a tinge of frustration crept in the back of my head as to why my dick wasn't as hard as normal. My frustration grew more when I didn't feel anything watching my normal videos. I skipped through a handful of them trying to find something to stir my cock. I had a mini flashback to a few hours earlier. I was shotgunning hits to Papi and he was coaching me to "smoke that tina." On a whim, I put in the search bar "smoking tina" and was rewarded with a page full of videos. The first thumbnails were of a guy sitting alone with a pipe and their fat cock. I clicked the first one and it was a short video of a black guy holding the pipe and torch taking a hit. He held it for a few seconds before blowing a thick white cloud down his chest onto his massive cock. The clip ended with him strocking his cock and a bead of precum forming on his head. I was stunned, it took me a second before I hit the replay button and re watched the video at least 15 more times. Something about that pipe, the massive cloud rolling down his body and his huge fucking dick got to me. Unknown to me, my right hand had wandered down my balls, past my taint to my hole. I had started rubbing it using the leftover lube and cum leaking out. I was shocked because it felt amazing. I pressed my hole harder, slipping a finger in to the first knuckle. I gasped feeling my hole get pentrated again and when I pulled out I could see my tip was wet. I brought it up to my face and I could smell his cum. My tongue reached out to lick my finger, it tasted salty but like Papi. I stuck my finger completely in my mouth to suck the rest off. "Next time I want him to cum in my mouth," I thought. "I want to taste it all." The next few minutes turned into me watching more videos of guys smoking and playing with their cocks. My hand returned to my ass to stick my spit slick finger in my cummy hole. I was digging my finger into my ass trying to get more cum out. I wanted to taste more of Papi's cum. Eventually I got so horny that my finger just stayed in my ass, playing with my prostate. I paused as I clicked on the next video which was a pov shot. I could see down this white guys chest to the second younger guy on his knees holding his cock. From the side, guy1 brought a bong and torch into view where the guy2 started sucking in the smoke. The bong and torch went away while I watched guy2 take all 7 inches down his throat. He deepthroated the thick cock with ease, pressing his nose in the pubes before exhaling a massive cloud out his nose. He started giving a deep blowjob, stopping every few strokes to nuzzle his pubes before coming back off. This went on for a few minutes. During that time, I added a second finger to my hole and was scissoring them in and out. I was amazed yet again how good fingering my ass felt. Subconsciously I wished that Papi was on the couch with me, his fingers in my ass while he encouraged me to get ready for his cock. By the time guy2 took a third hit, I had three fingers in my ass and was moaning so loud I couldn't hear the video. The video ended after that third hit and I was immediately onto the next, fingers thrusting in and out of my hole. By the third video, I stopped to connect my phone to the TV. I needed my left hand to finger my hole so my cum and lube covered fingers could jack my cock. I thrusted three dry fingers into my ass. Didn't think them being dry going in, the twinge of pain I felt made me hornier. It felt like the first time Papi shoved three fingers into my ass. I couldn't keep track of time. Over the next hour or so I watched several more videos. Each time I pictured myself as the guy taking those massive hits and blowing them out on each cock. I caught myself several times moaning out "Papi... Papi... Papi..." It was during one of those drawn out moans where I really started to finger bang my hole. I had closed my eyes and imagined myself a few hours earlier. I was on my back, Papi leaning over me and cock thrusting in my ass. I could feel my balls start to tighten up and the next slam of my fingers in shot ropes of cum out of my cock. I layed gasping as I pulled my fingers out of my ass. My dick stopped shooting cum and was dribbling out that last of my load. After a couple minutes, I realized how parched my mouth felt and the exhaustion in my limbs. Slowly picked myself up off the couch, turned off the TV and headed for the shower. I stopped in the kitchen for a tall glass of water and a banana to eat. The hot water felt amazing on my sore muscles. I soaped up and started cleaning my body off. When the washcloth reached my ass, the feeling it rubbing on my hole made me moan out. "Dammit! I'm too tired to do this again," I said outloud. I hurried to finish, wanting nothing more than to go to sleep By the time I crawled into bed, it was almost 8 am. The tina still in my system kept me up a bit more, replaying the events of last night. I was no longer a virgin but was amazed I lost it to such a massive cock. I drifted to sleep thinking I was back between Papi's legs, cock in my face and a huge cloud was being blown in my face.

The government allowed it. And we can widely identify that. And they can remedy it. This is not about jealously of “economic winners.” And many of the last slaves died during our parents lifetimes. I have family who was alive during Jim Crow, the GI bills, etc. You may have no control of the circumstances you were born under, but you do have control over the decision to produce justice.

Maybe he thought he was being polite by not cumming in your hole. It’s not natural for men to pull out then jerk off. Every man I know needs to shoot his load balls deep in a hot asshole. Next time you’re being fucked raw and you sense your top is getting close then you gotta urge him to breed you “breed my ass, fill my fukkin hole, gimme your load, empty your balls inside me” I hope you get seeded next time.

Part 4; My Doctor didn't seem phased by my loyal boy snuggling with me in my bed. I guess as a Doctor and an adult he has seen it all and more in his time. We discussed my progress, latest blood-work, and he went over my upto date obs chart. I was doing very well, but, it looked like I would certainly need a few more weeks as an inpatient with further treatment. My topless sexy rugby stud got out of my bed to fetch himself a cool drink from his bag, his torso glistening as he drenched in sweat. His legs hobbling him in his now weak feeble state. 'Are you OK?' my Doctor asked him, with an air of concern. 'Oh don't worry Doctor, I am sure it is just my body beginning to accept the HIV virus'. 'What makes you think you have HIV?' My sexy Latino stud looked at me, and smiled, and with our eyes locked he answered the Doctor... 'I had a very high risk exposure nearly 4 weeks ago'. 'Do you happen to know your sexual partners HIV status from the high risk exposure encounter?' 'Yes. They are positive. I was fully aware before our exposure. In fact, I sought it'. 'It was with me, Doctor'. With both hands holding onto my medical file my Doctor automatically and before he could stop himself instinctively grabbed his crotch. Immediately realising what he had just done he awkwardly straightened his tie, that didn't need straightening, clearing his throat. He immediately left the room. A short while later, a nurse came in and took my sexy boy away. In short, she took his medical history, basic obs, and took pertaining bloods covering sexual health. Upon his return to my room he hopped back into bed with me, still sweating, still shivering. He looked up at me, and said ... 'I've grown very fond of you, and see you as a Father figure, and desire to look after you'. ... I smiled with joy, and kissed him on his forehead, his beads of converting sweat moistening my lips ... 'I've grown very fond and paternally protective of you too sexy boy'. He smiled back, and as we held one another we both gradually fell asleep together, as his body fought against the acceptance of my virus invading his system, a part of me becoming a part of him, for always. The Doctor walked in which woke us up. There was a small round window on my room door which had a small curtain if privacy was ever required, so, he pulled that shut, and put a sign on the door that read; 'No entry, treatment in progress'. He looked at my Latino son ... 'Right, out of my patient's bed, and strip naked, and kneel on the floor a few feet away from the bed, facing it side-ways, with your palms on the floor like you are a dog, I want to check you for any rashes'. My tight bodied son stripped down to his jock-strap which my Doctor ordered him to leave on, and knelt where where and how he was told to. He knelt in front of him, feeling all over his arms, chest, torso, and legs. This was more than an examination for rashes, I could tell he was getting aroused groping my sweaty shivering rugby stud. He got up and knelt behind him, stroking his arms again, and back, and slipped his hands underneath the straps to my sons jock, squeezing and kneading his tight bubble ASS. I must have been beginning to recover, as I got my first erection in weeks, and started stroking my filthy weapon! He pushed his cheeks apart to reveal my sons cunt-hole, and keeping one hand on a pushed back ass cheek he let go of the other cheek, licked two fingers, and placed them on his smooth cunt-hole, to which he let out a whimper of ecstasy! 'Now close your eyes, and keep them closed, and open your mouth, and keep it open' My Doctor got up, stood in front of my son, and unzipped his trousers. Leaving himself buttoned up he pulled his Hard Dick, and balls through the open zip. I couldn't believe what I was seeing, yet, I was LOVING it! He put his Hard Dick in my kneeling boys mouth, and began to rock his hips to now be fucking his open wide mouth. As he done this he had his fists raised to shoulder height facing forwards, and clenched. 'I've booked a double slot for 2-4pm tomorrow, so 2 hours to one of the examination suites. I shall be performing a full sexual health examination. It would be very helpful if you would have a thorough douche'. He took his Dick out of my boys mouth... 'Open your eyes, get up, and bend over the foot of the bed' My son opened his eyes, closed his mouth, and looked at the Doctors Hard saliva sodden Dick. He gave him a subservient look, biting his bottom lip. He stood up, and bent over the foot of my bed as instructed ...