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Part 5 I stand in front of the mirror and still can’t believe the big biohazard tattoo between my shoulders is real. Jamie, the tattoo artist was wonderful, he talked to me for hours and created the perfect reminder of my journey to become poz. The tattoo combines the colour change of Doctor John, the red thorn branch of Patrick and the golden circle in the centre for Liam. I knew that Liam had some gold in his tattoo but couldn’t remember it fully. Lucky me, Jamie knew Liam’s tattoo very well and helped me to incorporate all my gift givers in the design. I was looking at my back and noticed that the tattoo has almost healed completely on the surface, after three weeks it looked magnificent. While I was admiring the artistry my doorbell rang. Without putting a shirt on I walked to the door, only dressed in my grey sweatpants. It was another delivery, but I haven’t ordered anything. ‘Hello Mike, this is from Doctor John, wear it tomorrow night… it is important. I will see you there’ The delivery man handed me the package and turned around to leave, I didn’t know what just happened. ‘Hey’ I called after him ‘What does this mean?’ He turned around, lifted his right shirt sleeve and revealed a beautiful biohazard tattoo ‘You will see, bye’ And off he went, leaving me puzzled and with a now yearning cock in the open door. I open the package and find two white leather wristbands inside. One has my name on it, Mike B. Chase, while the other carries the full name of John Hunter aka Doctor John. Under the wristbands is a note from him: Wear these tomorrow, I’ll pick you up at 8pm, be ready. J I am confused as fuck, but I never disobeyed Doctor John, so tomorrow night something special is going to happen. Doctor John parks the car in front of a gay night club I know very well but never visited on a Tuesday as it is their closing day. Doctor John steps out of the car and I follow suit; he grabs me by the neck and gives me a kiss on the cheek. We stand in front of the door, and everything looks dark, I don’t think it’s open. With a small nod to me and a quick look at the two wristbands I’m wearing, Doctor John knocks on the door, which is opened by a very handsome nude man. He greets Doctor John with a tight hug and then looks to me. ‘Show me your ticket’ the handsome man says. ‘I… I don’t have a ticket’ ‘Yes, you do’ Doctor John interrupts ‘show him your tattoo’ I take my shirt off and show my back tattoo, without another word the man steps aside to let me in. As I look back at him, I see on his shoulder a scorpion tattoo with a biohazard symbol on the scorpion’s stinger. We enter the club, but the bar is only dimly lit, and no one is there. ‘We need to get undressed here; you are only allowed to wear your wristbands and shoes.’ I strip naked and Doctor John guides me down the stairs, where I start to hear people talk and some seem to moan. I instinctively turned to enter the darkroom, but Doctor John takes me by the hand and guides me to another door, I always assumed was for staff. He walks ahead and as I follow him, I see what lies behind this door. We enter a sex dungeon, but which is larger than any other dungeon or darkroom I have ever seen. It even has its own bar, but that is not the thing catching my eyes. At least a hundred men are in this place and almost half of them are fucking right in the open. I see the delivery man from yesterday, who is spitroasted by two black guys. Liam, the silver haired doctor, is talking to the barman, while a twink, maybe in his early 20s is sucking him off. I think I am in heaven. Doctor John raises his hands, and the room starts to go silent, the fucking stops and all eyes are on us, or more precise on me. ‘Gentlemen today is a special day. We have a new brother under us and it’s his initiation. He decided to put his mark between his shoulders’ Doctor John turns me around to show the men my tattoo an appreciative murmur is going through the crowd. He turns to me ‘Mike this is your brotherhood now and it is time for you to join us irrevocably. You cannot refuse any of us, or you would refuse us all.’ He addresses again the crowd of men ‘Brothers give him your toxic gifts’ Doctor John signals to two guys, who take me by the arms and guide me to a sling in the middle of the dungeon. They put me in it, my hands and feet are getting restraint, and I have no real way to move. They are finished with preparing me and I lie in the middle of this dungeon, completely naked, with hundreds of lusting eyes upon me, my hole ready for the taking. I look down at my rock-hard cock and see a man stepping forward, it is Doctor John. ‘I get top open you up for the others’ He positions himself and without spit or precum he thrusts his cock inside me. My hole shocked by the sensation, but familiar with the cock inside it opens instinctively. As he is fucking me, another man steps forward, and positions himself beside my head. With a firm hold he turns my head to the right, so that his cock can enter my mouth. I taste his toxic precum on my tongue, which I swallow with hunger. Doctor John is getting close to finish, as another man steps up and my head is turned to the left, a new poz cock inside my mouth. With a loud moan Doctor John shoots his toxic load inside me, but as soon as his cock slips out of my ass another cock is entering me. ‘Give him your toxic load Jamie, charge him up’ one of the men says and it takes me a moment to register the name. My tattoo artist is fucking me now with his poz cock and I moan in ecstasy, within minutes he shoots his load, my second one today. After him one of the black guys that spitroasted the delivery man is pushing his cock inside me and this one is hard to manage. The length of his cock is massive, and he hits deeper with every stroke. But he finishes rather quickly, and his toxic load fills my guts. While I have now two or three new men throat fucking me, another one positions himself at my hole, and this cock I recognise. It is Patrick, who I haven’t seen, but it feels amazing to know he is here amongst us. After that I lost count of the loads and cocks I have taken. I am exhausted, but happy. My hole feels bruised and open, cum is probably dripping out. I have no idea how many times I shot a load, but my stomach is full of cum, but not all of it from me. Suddenly, I feel someone losing the restraints and I open my eyes to see Liam and Doctor John getting ready to take me off the sling. As they put me on my legs, which are quite shaken, Liam turns to me. ‘You did great, what a perfect addition to our brotherhood, but you are not quite finished yet. Now the time has come for you to experience two toxic cocks at once, two toxic doctor’s cocks to be precise’ Liam takes me by the hand, Doctor John following closely. Both guide me to a mattress on the floor, Liam is lying himself on his back and orders me to ride his fully erect, pierced cock. I have some difficulties to get my legs to position rightly, but with some help from Doctor John I am placed perfectly on the cock of this silver daddy. I start to ride his cock, the energy coming back and then need to connect deeper with Liam, so bend forward and envelop him in a lustful kiss. He wraps his arms around me and holds me close to him. Doctor John uses this position to kneel between Liam’s legs and behind my ass. With a slow but determined thrust he slides his cock in my stretched hole. ‘Fuck Mike, you are one of the few, who achieved this stage on their first night. Take our poz cocks, we will load you with our toxic cum for the final fuck tonight’ ‘Fuck me, you two stretch me to break ... come inside me, give me your poz loads.’ Doctor John is thrusting inside me, while Liam and I return to kissing. I can feel both of their cocks pulsating and cannot believe that they both might be gifting me their toxic cum at the same time. But that’s how it happens, both reach their climax simultaneously and I feel their toxic loads mixing inside me. No one wants to break this connection, but at one point Liam’s cock slips out of my hole, leaving Doctor John to be the last cock of the night. We get up, I’m still a little unsteady on my legs. The young twink, who sucked off Liam at the beginning of this wonderful night comes to me and takes my wristbands off. I look after him, but Doctor John puts his arm around my shoulder. ‘He is tallying the numbers now, let’s see if you can beat the high score.’ The boy comes back with both wristbands now marked with numbers. He hands them to Doctor John, and he starts to speak to the men there, as I realised that not one has left. ‘My wonderful toxic brothers, this was another great night for our brotherhood to come together and welcome a new member into our circle. Mike B. Chase is the 21st guy I have gifted the world of a poz life to, and he beat our reigning champion Patrick with one toxic load more.’ I take the two wristbands one has the number 21 on it and the other, the one with my name engraved on it shows 108. This is my official load count of this night. Thunderous applause comes from the group of men around me; they pat me on the back and whistled for my accomplishment. ‘I gladly lose my high score to you, Mike’ Patrick stepped out of the group and gave me tight hug with a loving kiss. I am overwhelmed and happy, this is my tribe now, those are my people. Now it’s time to live out my poz life to the fullest.

The living room of the fraternity house looked like every other college weekend at 3 a.m. in 1995—half-emptied beer bottles on the battered coffee table, a cassette boombox humming out Dokken, and the lingering scent of cheap pizza and even cheaper cologne. Most of the party had bled away into the night. The keg had wheezed its last sigh an hour before, and the stragglers wandered off in pairs or stumbling groups. Now the noise of the house settled around the three guys that remained. Tyler perched on the arm of the couch, shoulders tucked in like he was ready to dodge the next joke at his expense. He was wiry and boyish, still with the faint nervous energy of someone who hadn’t quite grown into his sturdy body. Mason and Brent had no such issues. Both were broad-shouldered athletes—wannabe college football bros with backward caps, tank tops, and enough drunken confidence to drown a small town. They sprawled across the floor like they owned the space, which, for the night at least, they did. “Alright, Ty,” Mason said, flicking a bottle cap at him. “Truth or dare?” They had been playing the game for a while as the party died down. Their fellow attendees may have left, but their night owl energy had not. Tyler hesitated, the way he always did, which only made Brent snort. “Dude, don’t think so hard,” Brent said. “It’s truth or dare, not a final exam.” Tyler flushed, swallowing a smile. “Fine. Dare.” Mason grinned like a wolf. “Yes. Finally. A dare.” Brent sat up, eyes lighting with the mischievous cruelty that frat boys mistake for bonding. They whispered between themselves, laughing too loudly—mostly at the idea that Tyler would actually go along with anything they cooked up. They weren’t mean, not really. Just drunk, stupid, twenty-year-old jocks who didn’t understand the power they had over someone gentler. Tyler braced himself. Before Mason could deliver the dare, the boombox suddenly cut to a loud burst of static, as the poorly put-together mixtape wasn’t recorded over properly, loud enough to make the boys jump. Brent slapped the side of it, but the brief noise seemed to ripple out the window it was perched next to. A moment later, there was a knock at the front door. A soft, polite knock—like someone apologizing just for showing up. The three froze. “Who the hell…?” Brent muttered. Mason staggered up and opened the door. Standing on the porch was Walter, their next-door neighbor. He lived in the old duplex beside the frat house, a place far too quiet for the chaos produced every weekend. Walter’s age showed in the deep lines across his gaunt face and the hollow curve of his cheeks. His balding hair was an uneven blend of salt-and-pepper, and his eyes had that tired kindness of someone who’d weathered more than most talked about. He wore a faded cardigan over a threadbare shirt, and he held his hands clasped awkwardly in front of him. “Evenin’, boys,” he said softly. “Sorry to bother you so late. I know weekends get lively, but, uh… the noise carries. I can’t sleep much these days as it is.” There was no accusation in his tone. Just apology—like he was the one disturbing something. Mason looked at Brent. Brent looked at Tyler. Drunk logic kicked in. “Aww, Walter!” Mason said, slinging an arm around the older man far too familiarly. “C’mon in, man. We’re just hanging out.” Walter froze, eyes wide behind his smudged glasses. “Oh—I didn’t mean to intrude. I only wanted to ask—” “Dude, chill,” Brent said, grabbing a fourth beer from the table and pressing it into Walter’s hands. “You can hang. We’re playing truth or dare.” Tyler gave Walter a small, apologetic smile—someone finally matching the older man’s quiet energy. “You don’t have to play,” he said gently. “But you can sit with us if you want.” Walter hesitated… then nodded, humbled, grateful in a way that tightened something in his throat. “That’s very kind of you boys.” He took a seat on the old recliner in the corner, careful with his posture, like he didn’t want to take up space. He sipped his beer slowly, both hands around the bottle, watching the three younger men with a soft, almost wistful expression—as though being included in something rowdy and stupid made him feel young for the first time in years. Tyler sat back down on the couch arm. Mason cracked his knuckles dramatically. “Alright, Ty,” he said, rubbing his hands together. “Now where were we?” Brent grinned. “The dare.” Walter watched them—quiet, reserved, a tired smile on his face—happy just to witness their youth from the edges. The game resumed with the loose, chaotic momentum that only the truly drunk could maintain. Empty bottles rolled across the carpet as the three boys pushed each other into louder laughter, wilder dares, and more reckless honesty. Tyler finally completed Mason’s dare—running a victory lap around the living room wearing a random jockstrap over his face someone had left on the floor while finishing off a leftoverbeer that didn’t taste completely like beer. Brent almost fell off the couch laughing, and even Walter chuckled quietly in his corner. The older man blended into the room in an odd way—still reserved, still tucked into the recliner as if it belonged to someone else, but watching with a gentle fondness. Like the chaos reminded him of a different decade. Another round of truth or dare came and went. More dares. More teasing aimed at Tyler that never crossed the line into cruelty, just the kind of dumb pressure young men used instead of affection. At some point—maybe because of the alcohol, maybe because the hour made everything feel strangely intimate—Brent looked over at Walter with a sudden spark. “Hey,” he said, pointing with the neck of his bottle. “Walter should go a round.” Mason’s face lit up. “Dude, yes. Old-school edition.” Tyler blinked. “Are you guys sure? Let him chill.” But Walter held up a hand, smiling faintly. “I don’t mind. I haven’t played a silly game like this in… well, longer than you’ve all been alive.” Brent clapped. “Alright then. Walter, truth or dare?” Walter adjusted his glasses, eyes twinkling with a kind of shy amusement. “I think I’ll take truth. I’m too old for dares.” “Truth works,” Mason said, leaning forward with the eager curiosity of someone who had no filter. There was a beat of silence—long enough for Tyler to feel his stomach tighten. It wasn’t that he didn’t trust his friends. It was just… drunk frat boys asking an older neighbor personal questions felt like it could go sideways fast. But Mason surprised him. He asked with no malice. No edge. Just blunt, earnest, twenty-year-old curiosity. “So, uh… Walter? People say you’re gay. Is that actually true?” He shrugged. “Not trying to be weird. Just—truth is truth, right?” Brent nodded. “Yeah, dude, like—no judgment. Just heard stuff.” Tyler gave Walter a reassuring look, worried he’d feel cornered. But Walter didn’t flinch. He answered as casually as if it were a dinner conversation. “Yes,” he said softly. “I am.” The boys didn’t react with shock or discomfort—only interest. Mason nodded like he’d just had a trivia question confirmed. Brent took another drink. Tyler smiled, relieved. “Thanks for being honest, man.” Walter chuckled. “Well… you did ask.” The room settled—not tense, not awkward, but strangely warm. The kind of acceptance that came effortlessly to kids who weren’t as jaded by the world as they thought they were. Mason slapped his knee. “Hell yeah. Alright. Walter’s in the game now.” The game rolled on. By now, the three boys were completely at ease with Walter, occasionally shouting encouragement or teasing him gently as he nursed his beer. The music had drifted to some mellow rock that didn’t spark much interest, and the air smelled faintly of booze and leftover pizza. Eventually the round circled back to Walter. “Alright, Walter,” Mason said, grinning like he’d just hit a jackpot. “Truth or dare?” “Truth, please,” Walter said with a small smile. He had settled into this late-night chaos more than anyone could have expected—quietly enjoying the strange rowdiness. Mason leaned forward, mischievous but harmless, and asked, “Okay… serious question. Gays hook up all the time, right? When was the last time you… you know… got laid?” Walter tilted his head slightly, as if measuring how much to reveal, then gave a faint shrug. “It’s been… a long while. I haven’t been physical with another man in several years,” he said quietly. “AIDS has… made things difficult for me.” For a brief moment, the air in the room grew awkward. Tyler’s hand paused mid-reach for a beer, and even Brent’s laughter caught in his throat. Mason’s grin faltered a bit at the unexpected candidness, but he gave a nod of understanding. “Ah… gotcha,” Mason said, giving a small shrug and leaning back. “Yeah… I can see that.” Walter sipped his beer, looking down at the bottle for a second before meeting their eyes again. “But it’s okay,” he added, his tone casual. “Life goes on.” Tyler smiled, a little warm relief in his chest. “Yeah… life goes on,” he echoed. And then, to break the melancholy mood wafting around, Mason shook his head and laughed. “Alright, enough serious stuff! Let’s get back to the game.” The rounds went on. The dares getting more lewd, and the truths revealing vulgar secrets. It got revealed that Mason got blown by his cousin once, Brent has a kink for pregnant women, Walter can cum from having his toes licked, and Tyler used to have a crush on his high school math teacher, who was seen as a mean cat lady. The guys had a big laugh at that. The dares made the guys either grope each other, eat something gross lying around the house floor left over by the partygoers, or prank call a sex hotline. Then it was Mason's turn again. “Tyler, truth or dare?” “Dare, I guess,” Tyler said, becoming more bold as the night went on. He was getting accustomed to being frequently targeted by his friends. “Strip and play the rest of the game naked!” Mason grinned, barely containing his laughter. Tyler rolled his eyes and let out an exasperated sigh. He knew one of them would do something like this to embarrass him, especially with Walter in the room, someone he wasn’t too familiar with. But it was admittedly better than backwash beer. “Dammit, Mason…” Tyler conceded and reluctantly began to strip off his clothes, revealing a swimmer’s build of smooth creamy skin. His flaccid dick dangling back and forth as his briefs came off. Mason and Brent laughed now that Tyler was exposed and blushing. “Damn, Ty, didn’t know you had such a juicy ass.” Brent teased. Walter tried not to stare. He thought the young man had a gorgeous body and hadn’t expected to be getting a skin show under the circumstances. He was starting to feel a little self-conscious with the stark contrast of his own beaten-down physique. “Uncut and average size. Just like I thought. Nothing to write home about.” Mason commented as if feeling confident with himself. Tyler sat back down naked and indignant. But his turn came around again, and he shot at Mason. He picked dare, wondering how Tyler was going to get back at him. “I dare you to strip naked for the rest of the game.” Tyler challenged, but his comeback was quickly shot down. “EEERR!” Mason made a mock buzzer sound. “Can’t throw someone else’s dare back at them! That’s a penalty!” He chuckled. “What’s the penalty?” Tyler didn’t recall any specific rules; it seemed as if they were just going with the flow until now. “Uh…” Mason, in his drunken stupor, tried to think of something funny and harsh for a penalty. “I don’t fuckn know… give Walter a lap dance or whatever.” Walter’s eyes widened as the other boys looked between Tyler and him. Brent held back laughter as he encouraged them. “Go on, Ty, I’m sure old Walter here won’t mind.” Brent mumbled, holding back laughter, and gestured for him to get on with it. “Fine, real quick.” Tyler stumbled over to Walter and was too embarrassed to look him in the eye. “Are you cool with this? They can be dicks sometimes.” Tyler whispered almost apologetically. “I’m fine with it. I haven’t had a lap dance before.” Walter agreed, trying to keep himself composed in front of the beautiful naked boy getting close to him. Tyler had a disapproving expression as he clumsily shook his hips in front of Walter. He was no professional at all, and he came off as ridiculous rather than graceful. Mason and Brent cheered at the display, reveling in the scene. Walter, on the other hand, was starting to get heated. Despite Tyler’s half-assed attempt at a lap dance. The sight of him in the buff and inches away was more than enough to awaken his manhood. His pants started straining against his groaning boner. “My…” Walter stammered a bit. “You boys are a wild bunch.” When Tyler concluded his amateur dance, he stumbled on the ground next to Walter. Mason and Brent clapped to congratulate his follow-through. But the tent in Walter’s pants didn’t go unnoticed. “Looks like you enjoyed yourself there, Walter.” Brent pointed at the tent in his pants. Walter blushed and tried to readjust it but it only became more noticeable. “Well, can you blame me? I haven’t had excitement like this in years.” “Well, it looks like you have something else stuffed in there. That can’t all be just your dick.” Brent skeptically accused. “No… It’s all natural. It’s more length than girth anyway.” Walter tried being modest, but he could easily hide the evidence. “Well, it’s my turn, and Walter, truth or dare?” Brent responded. Walter suspected Brent might ask more personal questions, so he picked “Dare…” to hopefully do something funny and take his mind off his erection. “I dare you to whip out your dick and show Tyler how effective his booty shaking was.” Brent challenged. Walter was hesitant at first, but the alcohol gave him the courage to proceed with the dare. He leaned back and undid his belt. The three boys were staring out of morbid curiosity more than anything. Then with a smooth slide, his pants, underwear, and socks came off and were flung to the side. Leaving him naked from the waist down. There he held up his tall rod of meat. It was at least 8 inches at this point, and it wasn’t even fully erect. Walter grimaced as he presented something he was sure a group of straight boys wouldn’t be interested in. Some gasps were heard as the mature dick was put on display. “Damn, Walter! You’re packing!” Mason exclaimed, impressed. “It’s probably better you’re gay; you’d ruin any chick’s pussy with that, ha ha. Thanks for making me feel inadequate.” Brent laughed and took another swig of beer. Tyler didn’t comment. He was sure he was going to get a barrage of heat from the guys for getting an old gay guy that hard. “Your turn, Fabio.” Brent, with a newfound respect, passed the torch to Walter. “Uh, I can’t think of anything at the moment… pass.” Walter being too flustered to come up with anything while his hard-on was at full display.” “Okay then…” Tyler tried to take his turn, but Mason cut him off. “Nope, you skip a turn; you still have a penalty. My turn.” Mason thought for a moment, then a mischievous grin spread across his face. “Tyler, I dare you to sit on Walter’s lap.” “Oooh wack!” Brent laughed. “Come on guys really?” Tyler tried protesting, but they weren’t letting up. “Do it, pussy!” They both chimed, not sure if he would. “Walter, you don’t mind, right? You cool with Tyler using your lap for a seat?” Mason raised his eyebrows with a cheeky grin, his question clearly rhetorical. “If that’s the dare, then I guess that’s fine with me.” Walter said. Trying to hide his mixture of apprehension and excitement. He was surprised to see how brazen Brent and Mason were. But he figured the booze was causing them to act stupid. Tyler moved over to Walter with a look of embarrassment; he was getting a little annoyed with his friends singling him out. He hovered his bare ass over the older man’s lap with the increasing wood, then lowered. He nestled down, and Walter’s cock positioned under his ass poked out from between his legs. “Damn, look, the old man is definitely full mast now. Look how much there is peeking past Tyler’s nuts.” Brent amused. Both Brent and Mason scooted closer to get a better look at their friend sitting on an older gay man’s lap. “How you doing, Walt? You good?” Mason asked. “Yeah, I have no complaints.” Walter barely could contain his arousal. The game was escalating, and he had no idea what the boys would do next. “Okay I did it dude. Am I done?” Tyler asked as his face went red. He thought he looked ridiculous at that moment. “Just a moment, Ty. Raise your ass up. Looks like you’re crushing his dick. Let’s see what it looks like at full mast.” Brent was lifting Tyler’s shoulder. Tyler raised up a bit, and Walter’s cock sprung up; it looked to be about 10 inches at this point. A long, veiny cock accompanied by two large balls with grey pubes. The head of his dick stopped at Tyler’s butt crack. “Ah look, the big fella found a home it wants to step into.” Brent mocked. “Shut up. That’s not funny.” Tyler felt his legs cramp a bit. “Well, I have my turn, and then your penalty is up. During the game, I dare you to sit on it.” Brent challenged. Immediately everyone had different reactions. Tyler was befuddled, Mason burst out laughing, and Walter’s eyes were wide with concern. “Go on, get it in,” Brent ordered. “I’m not doing that, man. That’s fucked up.” Tyler cringed. “Alright, if you want to pussy out…” “I’m not a pussy. It’s just, it’s a dick, dude.” Tyler complained in defiance. “Yup, you’re the first to pussy out. We’ll all know it from now on.” Brent antagonized. Tyler got pissed. A mixture of dumb pride and intoxication lead him to override any sense. “Fine, I’ll sit on the dick! But after this I’m getting you back.” Tyler positioned his ass and grabbed Walter’s cock, aiming it at his hole. The tip felt hot as it was already leaking. “Wait, not that I wouldn’t like it. But I do have AIDS, remember?” Walter interjected. The three guys winced a little and for a moment stalled. But that moment faded as their jock party energy made them persist with the stupid stunt. “Ah, it’ll be fine. It’s not like he’s gonna bounce on it.” Mason dismissed. “Yeah, you guys ain’t gonna be fuckn, so just don’t cum. I think it’ll be all good then.” Brent rationalized. “Uh… fuck it, just for a little. In and out. Then no more of this dumb shit.” Tyler tried to strengthen his resolve out of foolishness rather than bravery. He worked his ass down and tried to get the tip in. It wasn’t working well. The pre-cum smeared a bit, but it wasn’t enough. Walter spat in his hand and slicked Tyler’s hole and his cock. It started to give, and Tyler felt his ass open up. The tip was the hardest part. His sphincter stretched, and with time and persistence, he eventually made it penetrate past his ring. It hurt like hell, but after some more spit from Walter, his ass started to ease up. Mason and Brent watched in horror as their friend took an older guy's monster cock in him slowly. But it was taking too long. Brent was getting impatient, his party energy wanting to keep the momentum up. “Come on, get on with it!” And Brent shoved Tyler’s leg, causing him to slip. Tyler ended up lowering himself down on Walter’s cock fast, and several inches disappeared inside him. He felt it bottom out, and his body nearly went into shock. It was so much so fast that he could barely move. “Oh fuck!” He yelled as he tried to adjust to the sudden intrusion. Walter let out a moan as the young jock engulfed his cock. A feeling he hadn’t known in a long time, and especially not with someone as beautiful as Tyler. The warmth and tightness of his virgin ass kept him hard and throbbing. He could feel the end of Tyler’s rectum pressing against his head. They sat there for a moment, and eventually Tyler could catch his breath and calm down. Mason and Brent looked equal parts impressed and disgusted. “Far out, Ty. Taking it like a champ. Does this make you gay now?” Mason laughed. “Oh, fuck off, dude. You dared me, and I did it. Now I just need to slowly…” “Nope. You can’t get off!” Brent interrupted. “The dare was during the game. So for the rest of the game you have to play sitting on that.” “What?! You can’t expect me to…” “That is what he said. And rules are rules. Just sit and endure it. I’m sure we’re not gonna make you do anything too bad at this point. Like, I don’t think I can come up with much worse.” Mason assured him. “How are you doing there, Walt? You okay with college boy ass on your dick for a while?” “He can take his time with it. I’m fine like this.” Walter’s voice was wavering, but he tried to keep up a casual attitude even though his groin was in heaven at the moment. “Fuck, okay, fine, now it’s my turn!” Tyler asserted while gritting his teeth. He tried to focus past his drunken state and the large piece of meat rearranging his guts. “Brent, truth or dare?” Tyler finally asked. “Truth.” Brent chose with confidence. “Tell Mason what really happened to his car last summer.” Tyler smugly ordered. “What the hell is he talking about?” Mason asked, now getting serious. Brent and Mason started getting into a semi-heated conversation about past events involving his car. The two of them got into it while Tyler felt a little bit of just desserts. As they argued, the cock up Tyler's ass wasn’t showing any signs of softening. “How do gay guys do this?” Tyler muttered to Walter. “Well, they usually practice with something smaller, and it’s better if it’s actually thrusting. But that wouldn’t be wise.” Walter explained. “No, definitely no thrusting. I don’t want this to officially be fucking. I couldn’t live that down. And it feels like my guts are gunna pop.” Just then Tyler felt something inside him give. Like a part of his insides opened up, and Walter’s cock slid in a few more inches. Tyler’s ass met Walter’s balls. “Fuck, what was that?” Tyler grunted. “Oh… Don’t worry, that’s just my cock… penetrating your inner ring. I’m in your colon now.” Walter had a shakiness to his voice as if concerned or excited. Mason and Brent’s argument led them to yell at each other, and they ended up going in the next room. Tyler and Walter were left alone. “Fuck, while they’re arguing it out, I’m left sitting here. Sorry about all this, Walter; I guess this isn’t what you expected tonight.” Tyler attempted to be casual while enduring the penetration. “It’s definitely not the worst night I’ve had… Ugh… you know you don’t have to keep sitting on my cock… Ugh… you can get off if you want.” Walter’s voice was straining. Tyler’s ass felt too good even if he wasn’t moving around. “I want to get off. It still hurts, but I can’t, or else they’ll never stop ragging on me.” Tyler sounded a little pitiful. “Tell yah what. Let’s change positions so it hurts less, and…oh…I can regain composure.” Walter helped Tyler up without dislodging. It took some time and clumsy effort, but they managed to reposition so Tyler was now on his knees and the two were positioned doggy style. The new position did give some relief, and during the struggle to move around, Walter’s cock did soften a bit. But not by much. It was still deep in there. “God, this is embarrassing.” Tyler moaned. “How long do you think they’ll be arguing for?” Walter asked while admiring the sight of Tyler’s ass and toned back. “It’s a long story with the car. And they can be dramatic, so it might be a while.” “How are you feeling, young man? Does it still hurt?” “Yeah, it does. But I guess it’s more my pride at this point than anything. It actually feels weird. Kinda hard to describe.” “Usually men in my circles think it feels good.” “I don’t see how they can.” “Well, it’s only in you at the moment. It’s not stimulating your prostate.” “My what?” “Like this.” Walter pulled out slightly and thrust forward once in an angled motion. Tyler then felt an electric sensation in his ass that was very noticeable through the discomfort. “Wow, what was that?” “That’s what makes bottom sex feel good.” “But it was just one little jolt…” “Do you want me to thrust more?” “No. No, thank you. I don’t want to be fucked.” “How about this? I won’t move, but you can move your hips around if you want.” “Um…” Tyler thought for a moment. He didn’t want his friends to come back and find him wiggling his ass on Walter’s cock, but he was curious to feel that sensation again. So he thought just a few bounces would be alright. “Okay…” Tyler started to move his hips back against Walter. “Yeah, just go at your own pace, young man. Ahhh…” Walter let out a sigh as he tilted his head back and appreciated Tyler’s amateur efforts. Tyler starts feeling a strange but good sensation stimulating his insides. He bounced his ass on Walter’s large cock for about a minute or two. The anal play felt better than he thought it would. Despite it being an old guy's dick, Tyler was enjoying the feeling. Biology would trump preference, as his smooth, tight hole slicked up and down the rugged shaft. Then he stopped moving and let his head drop to the ground, catching his breath. Just that short amount of time was making him dizzy. “See? That wasn’t so bad. Y-your ass…did fine…” Walter’s words were trembling. “Sure… I guess, just don’t tell the others.” “My lips are sealed… Say, how about I take my turn?” “What?” “Truth or dare, Tyler?” “Oh! Good, dare; you can dare me to get off your cock.” “Actually…” Walter lifts up his right leg and brings his foot next to Tyler’s face. “… I dare you to lick my foot.” “What? Why?” “I thought it would be funny? Only for a little while.” “Um okay, kinda gross, but I guess that’s easy enough.” Tyler moved his face towards Walter’s foot, and Walter met him halfway. It smelled a little, but Tyler has done worse tonight, so he opened his mouth and began licking the sole and up to the toe gap. It had a salty, sweaty, almost cheesy taste. It wasn’t something he liked, but it was bearable. This was supposed to be for a laugh, but Walter wasn’t laughing. “Oooh…that’s it, keep going…” Walter moaned while supporting himself by holding onto Tyler's ass. As Tyler licked the old man’s dirty foot, he felt a swelling in his ass. Walter’s cock was getting harder. It quickly grew to the point it was pressing against his inner ring again. Walter felt it too, and almost on reflex, Walter jabbed forward and penetrated into Tyler’s colon again. “Ouch, what the—” Tyler’s minor pain cry was cut off by Walter sticking his toes in his mouth. “Just…suck my toes for a bit. Real quick.” As Tyler wrapped his lips around the toes, Walter felt the hot, wet moisture of the young man’s mouth. Walter’s body was starting to tremble. Didn’t he recall something about Walter’s feet in an earlier part of the game? Walter motioned his foot in Tyler’s mouth to signal him to start sucking, and as soon as Tyler started to suck, Walter started to grunt. “Oh, oh fuck!” Walter exclaimed as he started to give short, sharp thrusts, leaning his body forward. That’s right. Tyler remembered Walter cums from having his toes sucked. Wait, Walter had AIDS! “Ah!…AAH!” Tyler felt the pulsing as Walter’s cock shot spurt after spurt of poz cum deep into his intestines. He kept cuming while having his toes shoved his the boys mouth. His eyes wide as he realized what this dirty old man was injecting into his guts. Walter’s pent-up orgasm eventually subsided. He pulled his foot away and sighed in relief. “Ahhhh…. That was good….” “Dude, what the hell was that?” Tyler trembled, having difficulty processing just how dire his situation was. But before he could get any answers, there was a sound of footsteps coming down the hall. Brent and Mason were on their way back. Walter grabbed Tyler around his torso and pulled him up as he sat back down. They hastily resumed their previous position with Tyler’s ass slamming down on Walter’s cock. A jolt of pain shot through Tyler’s body as the position change made the cock thrust sharply inside him. There was a new warm pressure inside him. Walter’s orgasm ended up depositing a lot, to the point Tyler could feel it slosh inside. “We’ll talk about that later.” Mason grumbled. The two of them came back in the room after a heated argument that cooled down, cool enough for them to put their frustrations aside and rejoin their friend. Both their moods were brought down a bit, and their taste for crazy shenanigans soured. “So, uh, we’re gonna call it a night. You can stop that now, Ty. Sorry for making you do that…” Brent apologized. He and Mason were being civil but not looking directly at each other. Tyler didn’t want to get off. Well, he did, but he was worried that if he did, then the sheer quantity of semen discharged inside him would spill out in front of his friends. He would never live down that embarrassment or the implication of what that meant. He had to think of an excuse. “Uh, y-yeah, I will, but my legs are hella cramping; I gotta wait a minute before getting up. You guys can go on without me. I’ll be alright.” Tyler’s words stammered slightly. The bloated sensation inside him caused by the older man he was on top of was ever visceral. Brent and Mason would normally ask more questions, but they were just too annoyed with each other to care at the moment as they made their way to the door. “Alright man, later.” Brent dismissed with a clear exhaustion before leaving. “Nice chillin with you, Walt, I guess.” Mason added halfheartedly, and he was gone too. Tyler and Walter were alone again. This time for good. He wanted off of Walter. He wanted his dick out of him. But attempting to stand up caused his legs to cramp up for real. His ass only raised an inch before he came back down, and the soreness of his guts was really apparent. “Wow there, young man, just relax.” Walter held onto Tyler’s hips. “Don’t get up so fast; you’ll hurt yourself.” “Walter, I need to get off, but my ass and legs are killing me.” Walter grabbed Tyler’s shoulders and slowly helped him move. “Let’s get you on your back. You need to get off your feet.” Walter reassured. “Ouch, fuck, your dick still hurts when I move.” Tyler grunted during the attempt. “Then let’s not pull out yet.” Walter proceeded to slowly turn Tyler around on his lap and guide him down on the floor. The older man lifted the boy's legs and placed them over his shoulder and gently massaged his calves. “There we go. Once your ass stops hurting, I can take it out.” Walter said while rubbing the smooth white legs on his shoulders. “It would be easier if your dick wasn’t so hard…” Tyler whined. “Yeah, sorry about that. I guess I’m still more virile than I thought. And you are really tight, like a vise grip. Do your friends usually make you do things like this?” “Not like… this… But they can take their pranks too far sometimes. Shit, this hurts.” “You just need to relax. It will stop hurting, and I can pull out if you relax. Your whole body has been tense.” “Kinda hard to do that at the moment.” Walter thought for a moment. His eyes wandered to Tyler’s feet resting on either side of his head, and then he had an idea. “I know how to help you relax.” Walter grabbed a smooth, soft foot and started licking it. “Woah, dude, what are you doing?” Tyler protested. The wet sensation on his soles felt strange yet warm. “Don't worry, usually when I do this to men, they really like it, or at least it relaxes them.” Walter continued to lick Tyler's feet. “Uh…okay.” Tyler was skeptical, but he was willing to try anything to ease up his body so this ordeal can be done with. As the rough older man ran his tongue up and down Tyler’s feet, the warm wet sensation was completely new and foreign to him. It has a tingling sensation, not quite like a tickle, but it was sending light signals up his legs and to his dick. It strangely started to feel good. “Wow, Walter, that’s some strange technique.” “Mmm, you taste wonderful.” Walter moaned. “I guess that’s a good thing?” “It is.” Walter continued the foot service. After a moment Tyler was starting to enjoy the treatment; he could even feel his body relaxing. The cock inside him, while still lengthy and hard, wasn’t hurting as much. “Hey Walter, I think that did the trick. Maybe you should pull out?” “Wait, can I have just a moment longer? Just a minute?” Walter started to suck on Tyler’s toes, his moaning getting louder. “I…” Tyler wanted to refuse, but the sensation of the mouth on his toes was causing his dick to twitch. He was getting hard. As Walter indulged, his dick started to twitch inside him. It was growing with that same familiar hardness as before. He knew what was about to happen and tried to speak up, but Walter’s mouth work was mesmerizing. “Walter, your dick…” Walter let out a grunt as he sucked on Tyler’s toes. His hips jabbed forward a few times as his cock spasmed again and shot another load inside. “Oh fuck!” Tyler moaned as he felt the cock deposit another load of tainted seed. Walter let go of Tyler’s feet and let out a satisfied sigh. His dick finally began to soften up, and he slowly pulled out. Tyler’s hole had a small gape to it, but nothing spilled out. Walter seemed satisfied, but there was a bit of remorse for nutting in the boy twice. He got up and sat on the couch right above Tyler, who was still lying down in disbelief. He looked down at the boy’s hard-on and realized he hadn’t gotten off yet. Without a word he raised a foot and placed it on Tyler’s shaft, rubbing it up and down. “Walter, what are you doin?” Tyler looked on in awe. Walter didn’t respond; he just continued his footwork on Tyler’s dick. Tyler would normally move away, but his pent-up energy and the skillful strokes from Walter froze him in place. He had never received a foot job before, nor did he ever consider experimenting with this fetish, but now he was receiving one from this middle-aged guy, and his dick was responding with enthusiasm. “Oh god…” Tyler moaned as he was mesmerized by Walter’s foot on his cock that was now oozing pre. Walter raised his other foot and was now gripping Tyler’s cock between both soles, stroking him up and down. Tyler’s orgasm was building, and his hips were meeting Walter’s movement. like a wave washing over him Tyler’s orgasm shot out furiously. The cum gushing between Walter’s toes. Tyler gasped and was trying to catch his breath. He couldn’t believe that he came because of some old guy’s feet. He was a mix of emotions. He was trembling a little but mostly tried his best not to think about the foot job or the hazard of what was left behind inside his body. The two of them slowly got dressed in awkward silence. Walter put on his socks and shoes without cleaning his feet. Tyler walked him out. Before departing, Walter turned. “Hey, how about you and I get together soon? There’s an AIDS support group I’m with. Well, not exactly an official support group, but a group of old queens that like to get together. It’s an older group, but I’m sure they’d love to see a number like you.” Walter offered while patting him on the shoulder. “I don’t think that’s really my thing.” Tyler tried his best to be polite, his tone meek and dismissive. “Well, I could come by again and check up on you.” “No! No, I’ll come to your group. Just, I don’t need this getting around.” Tyler pleaded. “Great. I’ll write down the details of when the next meeting is. It’s at the old hospice facility across town. There are a few in our group that have gone downhill, so we like to cheer them up. I’m sure they’ll get a hoot out of hearing exactly what made you cum. Well then, I guess I’ll see you around.” Tyler stood in the doorway as Walter returned home. After all the booze, it was hard to believe that the events of the night actually transpired. The only evidence that it actually happened was the lingering soreness between his ass cheeks and the gurgling sounds of his intestines absorbing the harmful sludge left over by a very lucky old man.

Part 4 Two weeks have passed since I took my first raw toxic load from Doctor John. Now I’m standing again in the evening in front of his office, but this time it is different. I have been feeling unwell for the last couple of days and Doctor John immediately wanted to run the test. He showed an excitement I didn’t expect from him, but he wanted to be sure and run a thorough test through his laboratory. Half an our ago he received the results and wanted to see me. I enter the office, and Patrick is sitting behind the reception, he seems to be the only staff member left. He greets me with a tight hug, and I can feel his hard cock through his scrub pants. With a smile he points me towards one of the examination rooms, in which Doctor John is sitting behind a desk with two large monitors. ‘Mike, there you are, come in, have seat’ Doctor John’s voice sounds unexpectedly nervous. As I take my seat opposite him, Patrick has closed the door without me realising it. ‘How are you? Have you gotten your energy back?’ ‘Yes, today is the first day I’m almost as fit as I used to be’ ‘That’s great, especially as I have news for you’ he pauses for a moment, before he says ‘Mike, your test results came back, and I can confirm you have tested positive for HIV’ Doctor John looks at me intensely, this is the moment, which would show him, if I chased a fantasy or was really willing to receive his gift. But he didn’t need to worry, then as soon as he said those words a big smile spreads across my face. I start to laugh a little, as I didn’t expect it to happen so fast. ‘I’m poz’ I try to say those words out loud ‘I’m a poz man’ Doctor John nods approvingly and steps around the desk. He takes my hand and puts it above his penis, where his biohazard tattoo is covered by his pants. ‘This was the start and now it’s time to go full circle. It is your turn now, to give me your first official toxic load’ I stand up and we both kiss longingly, my hands grabbing his ass and pushing our bodies together. Doctor John breaks the kiss and steps back. Without a word he starts to undress in front of me until he stands completely naked. He bends over the desk and for the first time he is offering me his somewhat hairy ass. Fully clothed I kneel behind him and start to rim his hole, my tongue opening him slowly. A silent moan is leaving Doctor John’s throat. I already sense that he is not usually a bottom, this will be a tight fuck. I stand up to open my pants and take my cock out. I position myself behind him. ‘Mike remember you are a poz man now, this means no lube, just spit and your toxic precum are aloud to prepare me. Nothing must delude your seed.’ ‘So, you want my toxic cum?’ those words sound strange out of my mouth, but feel right. ‘Yes, give me your toxic load. Shoot your poz cum inside me’ I spit on his ass, then on my cock and finally I place the head of my cock on his hole. With slow thrusts his hole starts to open for me, and I notice the lust in his face. Then I remember how he fucked me the first time and I decided to follow suit, so with a forceful thrust I push again against his hole and this time my head slips in. Doctor John lets out a primal moan, which encourages me to go deeper and with a violent push I bury my cock deep inside him. My balls hit his ass, and I can feel how his hole and body are adjusting to my cock. Despite not being a regular bottom, he knows how to flex his hole to milk my cock. ‘How does my poz cock feel? You want more?’ I hear me saying ‘Give it to me, make me your first poz fuck. Plant your toxic seed deep in my guts’ I increase my thrusts, and we develop a very rough rhythm together, as Doctor John is forcefully pushing his ass on my cock. I feel my cock start to pulsate within Doctor John and we both know I am seconds away from shooting my first poz load. ‘It’s time Mike, give me your first toxic load, make me yours’ ‘Take it, take my poz seed and don’t you dare let one drop go to waste’ With those words I pull my cock almost out of his hole, just the head remaining inside, and then push with all the force I can muster back inside him. I come immediately and shoot my poz cum deep into Doctor John. It takes me 9 shoots to empty my toxic balls, and I collapse on the back of Doctor John, who has come hands free onto the floor. After a few moments we both stand up and look at each other. Doctor John takes me in a longing kiss, his hands around my face, mine on his lower back. He breaks the kiss and walks to his phone and calls Patrick to us. Patrick almost runs through the door and envelopes me in a tight hug, my cock hanging out of my still open pants and Doctor John standing relaxed behind his desk, still completely naked. ‘I almost gave it away, when you came in. You know, we are poz brothers now and this is our poz daddy’ Patrick pointing to Doctor John. ‘Oh, Patrick, we talked about this, don’t call me your poz daddy. I’m your gift giver, not you daddy’ We all laugh about Doctor Johns issue with the word daddy. Patrick takes a card out of his pocket and gives it to me. It is the card of a tattoo artist and without a word I give Patrick a thank you kiss. ‘He did both our tattoos’ Doctor John say ‘Every single one is slightly different, unique’ ‘What makes your two unique?’ Doctor John steps forwards, lets me take a closer look at his biohazard tattoo. ‘Mine has a slight colour change between black and red throughout…’ ‘And mine’ Patrick adds ‘has a red thorn branch framing it’ Patrick takes his scrub shirt off and I take a closer look. I understand that this isn’t only a simple tattoo, but art. It shows so much more than just status, it shows character, it shows history, it shows a conscious decision to become a poz man and carry it with pride. I put the card away and the three of us get ready to leave the office. As we step outside into the night it dawns on me, for the first time I am breathing fresh air as a poz man.

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

Part 3 It’s Sunday afternoon and I’m lying on my couch swiping through the apps again. It is the first day I won’t be meeting Doctor John as he is out of town this afternoon. We have been fucking for five days straight now, but it is still too early to know if the gift has been received properly. My new profile picture has changed the types of men, who contact me completely. Some regulars have blocked me and others I considered out of my reach are applauding my new bug chasing lifestyle. Also, a lot of blank profiles have been messaging me, sending me photos of their biohazard tattoos and encouraging me to get one, when I have earned it. One message is puzzling me; it shows another headless torso with a colourful biohazard tattoo on the man’s chest. But that’s not the tattoo catching my eye, it is the tattoo of a feather on the man’s left wrist. I know this tattoo; I definitely have seen it before but just cannot figure out to whom it belongs to. I decided to write to him and ask directly if I knew him. ‘Hi PozLoader, how are you? Your tattoos are great. But I must ask, do you know me? I seem to recognise your feather tattoo.’ The headless torso profile is typing. ‘Yes, you know me and I know you, Mike. I also know that the cock your sucking in the picture is the one of Doctor John… my gift giver.’ I read those last three words again ‘my gift giver’, so Doctor John has converted others before me. Of course he has, he never questioned my desire for his poz loads, a desire he apparently has seen in men’s eyes before me. My cock is standing for attention and is almost bursting through my boxers. I need to know more. A new message arrives from PozLoader with a single picture in it. It shows Doctor John fucking him in the same chair, he fucked me three days earlier and as I see the blissful face recognition kicks in. ‘Oh wow, now I remember you, you are his nurse. What was your name Patrick, right?’ ‘Well, I didn’t think you would ever remember as you could look me barely in the eyes, when I tested your cock and ass. But I guess now, you will look at me differently.’ As I was writing my response a message from Doctor John aka HazardlyGifted arrives. Without finishing my answer to Patrick, I open the message and see the short demand ‘Tonight, 9 pm, my office’. My cock is twitching in excitement as my evening suddenly became interesting. I went back to the chat with Patrick, but he has gone offline and my answer feels unnecessary, so I closed the app. Stroking my cock and dreaming of yet another fuck with Doctor John, I wank my self into an afternoon nap. I’m standing in front of Doctor John’s office; there is no light anywhere. I pull the door open and enter the empty reception. Slowly, I make my way through the waiting room to the different consultation rooms. But all of them are either locked or empty. As I wonder if I’m alone a voice calls out for me, but it’s not Doctor John. ‘Mike we are back here’ I follow the voice but have never been in this part of the building as a sign ‘Staff only’ prohibits to enter. I push through that door and see light in one of the rooms at the end of a corridor. I head towards it and wonder what will await me behind it and who has called me. As I walked down the corridor, I realised that the voice was talking about ‘we’, which could only mean I would not be meeting Doctor John alone. I reach the lighted office, open the door and enter slowly. In the room are Doctor John, Patrick and a man I don’t know. All of them naked, all of them wearing a metal cock ring and all of them proudly carrying a biohazard tattoo on their skin. All of them gazing at me with predatory lust. ‘Mike come in and close the door’ Doctor John demands in his usual rough voice. ‘Today, we will have a little help to make sure you receive the gift you grave.’ Doctor John introduces me to the unknown man, whose name is Liam. Apparently, Liam is another doctor, who was also the original gift giver of Doctor John. Despite my apparent arousal I connect the dots and understand, that Doctor John, Patrick and Liam are not only all poz, but also that they share the same origin. Before me is a brotherhood of poz men, who are willing to invite me in. I understand the importance of this meeting, so I take my time to take it all in. Despite Doctor John’s ripped body taking centre stage, Patrick and Liam are impressive men on their own. Patrick has the body of a swimmer, I guess he is not much older than me, perhaps even a bit younger, there is no hair on his body, and I can only imagine how muscular his ass is. Liam on the other hand is older than the rest of us, probably in his early 50s. But he looks hot, the silver daddy fantasy becomes a reality with this man. His piercing blue eyes and salt and pepper body hair remind me of a husky ready to attack, but I’m not sure I can handle his weapon. Liam’s cock is even bigger than Doctor John’s and not only in length, but girth as well. His biohazard tattoo is right there, on this magnificent cock, which is crowned with a Prince Albert piercing. I swallow hard. ‘Come’ Liam breaks the silence ‘have a seat’ For the first time I take in the room and a large couch is behind the three naked men. As I want to step forward, Doctor John shakes his head and I understand. I take my clothes off and with a precum dripping hard on I walk over to the couch, feeling Liam's hand on my lower back to guide me. I sit between Liam and Patrick, with Liam's hand firmly on my thigh. ‘So, tell me Mike are you really willing to take our toxic poz cum?’ Liam asks with a smile ‘Yes, I am. I want your poz loads deep inside me’ I keep my eyes on Liam, while my hand is slowly wandering to Patrick’s cock. ‘Good’ Liam answers as he pats my face. His hand wanders to my neck and with a determined grip he guides my head to his impressive cock. As I take his pierced cock into my mouth, I shift my body, so that I kneel before Liam, but my ass is presented and ready for Patrick. Liam starts to push my head down more forcefully, while Patrick has started to rim my ass. The sensation of having those two beautiful poz men frame me is exhilarating and my precum is already leaking onto the couch. Liam grabs my hair and pulls me off his cock, the domination unquestionable. He looks at me in the eyes and kisses me with force. After he stops the kiss, his gaze wanders to Patrick giving him permission to open me up. Patrick’s cock is positioned at my wet hole, but he has not pushed himself inside me yet. I feel the warm of his poz cock and some precum against my hole and push my ass back to signal my eagerness for him to finally fill me up. He repositions himself slightly, takes some of my leaked precum of the couch and lubes his cock with it. With a slow thrust the head of his poz cock is entering me easily. I moan loudly as Liam leaves his place, Doctor John takes it instead and positions himself in front of me. Within seconds Doctor John’s cock is fucking my mouth forcefully and I have difficulties to take it all in. Patrick increases his rhythm and thrusts deeper inside, his cock stretching my hole slowly. My mind wanders to the image of two poz men fucking me simultaneously, this mental image drives me over the edge, and I shoot my first load onto the couch. But Patrick and Doctor John don’t even react, they just keep spit roasting me until Patrick shoots his toxic load inside me. ‘This is you first poz cum tonight, Mike.’ Patrick says, ‘It won’t be your last’ Patrick’s cock slides out of my hole and Doctor John is already changing places with Patrick so that he can add his poz load to today's collection. But he decides to switch positions all together and pushes me onto my back, spreading my legs with his body and thrusting his cock inside me missionary style. My body reacts to Doctor John’s cock immediately, the familiarity establishing another kind of sex. As he pushes deeper inside me and I grab his ass to pull him closer, the silver ring of Liam’s cock comes into my vision. I open my mouth and the metal hits my tongue a second time, but this time my throat is prepared, with a slight tilt of my head to the left Liam manages to push almost half of his cock into my mouth, apparently I still have a long way to go, before I will be able to take it completely. I feel Liam’s toxic precum hitting my throat and lick every little drop with insatiable hunger. In the meantime, Doctor John has thrust himself close to shooting his poz load inside me. ‘Mike, this load is just for you. Remember to keep every drop, don’t lose my gift’ Doctor John shoots his toxic load explosively and it takes him almost 30 seconds until his last drop enters my hole. ‘Well, now that you are prepared it’s time for the big finish’ I hear the voice of Liam close to my ear ‘Let’s hope you will be a member of our toxic brotherhood after that’ Liam takes my hand and guides me to a standing position. He takes a seat in the middle of the couch and signals to me to take a seat on top of him. His intimidating cock already waiting to be enveloped. I stand above Liam and slowly lower myself down onto his lap and cock. The moment his Prince Albert piercing hits my hole I know, this will be different. ‘Are you ready to take the original poz load, the one that converted your gift giver?’ ‘Oh, yeah, please let me have your toxic cum. I want it deep inside me’ ‘Your wish is my command’ Liam grabs my hips to steady me and guide me to his cock. But when the piercing passes through my first ring he tightens his grip and pushes me onto him hard. I moan in a mixture of ecstasy, pain and surprise. I lose all control and come again, this time on the chest of Liam. This cock is another ball game, Doctor John is big, but this one is massive. I feel how my body tries to accommodate the new poz guest and after a few breaths my hole stretches enough that the thrusting becomes pleasurable. I start to ride Liam and with increased rhythm I notice that his cock is starting to pulsate. I know this already from Doctor John’s cock, the sure sign of an oncoming climax. Liam grabs my hips hard, while I ride his poz pierced cock and with a loud moan he shoots his poz load deep inside me. ‘Take every toxic drop. Mike, take the gift’ Liam collapses, but his cock remains inside me. I kiss him instinctively and he pulls me towards him. Suddenly, I feel Doctor John and Patrick sitting next to us, framing Liam and me. ‘Well, now I have taken several toxic loads from Doctor John and one from each of you. I guess it is time, I started looking for a tattoo artist’ We laugh, as we are sitting there, four naked, sex-crazed men, two with biohazard tattoos on full display, one with his buried deep and me, being hopefully at the beginning of my poz journey.

Part 2 I wake up in my bed the next morning and immediately my thoughts go back to the evening with Doctor John. My morning wood becomes even harder, that it almost hurts, but before I can jerk myself off my phone vibrates. It's a message from HazardlyGifted, my cock reacting immediately to that surprise and the first precum is dripping down. I open the message and there is only a video without any text. Eagerly I push the start button and I am greeted by the face of Doctor John. In his deep voice he tells me that this video should be a reminder of the gift he's given me. The camera slowly leaves his face and goes down his incredible body, staying on his hairy chest for a short moment before it follows the trail down to his cock and shining biohazard tattoo. In the video Doctor John is fucking someone, who is bend in front of him and the camera focusses on his big cock as it slights in and out of the bottoms hole. Suddenly, the zoom becomes wider and I am shocked to see half of my face in lust and ecstasy. He filmed us? But when, how did I not notice? Those thoughts forgotten quickly as I see myself in a state of complete surrender and happiness. Doctor John brings the camera back to his face and looks directly into it, when he say: 'I will make sure you receive this gift' I'm a so overstimulated that I come hands free, the load hitting my chest and stomach, but also my phone. As I lay there shocked by the cum mess I made, my door bell rings. Without thinking clearly, I put my boxers back on and walk to the door. Greeted by a delivery man with a puzzled look, I sign quickly and say goodbye. He gives me another strange look and then leaves. The package doesn't interest me at the moment, so I put it down and look at the mirror in the hallway. No surprise he looked perplexed, my cum is all over my hairy chest and body, also my boxers are wet in the front with cum. Well, he got quite an image then. My phone vibrates again and a new message from Doctor John arrives. 'Be here in one hour, don't be late' I look at the coordinates he send me and it will take me 15 minutes to get there, so enough time to prepare for whatever he has planned for me. I shower and rinse the cum off my body, as I realise that his toxic seed never has left my hole, still somewhere deep inside me. Immediately hard again, I don't give into the temptation and keep my load for the meeting with Doctor John. I park my car at an abandoned industrial office complex and walk around aimlessly. The vibration of my phone indicates a new message: 'Fifth Floor, Room 208'. I follow the instructions and as I put my hand on the door to room 208 my excitement is almost unbearable. I open the door and what I see takes my breath away. Doctor John is standing in the middle of the room, only dressed with an open lab coat and black leather boots. His cock is framed by a metal cock ring, his biohazard tattoo shining in the morning sun and next to him is a gynaecological chair with the leg rests already in place. Without a word I take my clothes off and take my place in the chair. My hole exposed to the steady gaze of Doctor John. He kneels before me and without spit or lube he starts to massage my hole. He increases the pressure more and more, his fingertips starting to enter me. He is rougher this time and his fingers are more scratching than pushing. Despite, the dryness my hole starts to open up and he pushes more fingers inside me. Suddenly, I feel his tongue on my hole and his rimming techniques are unparalleled. His tongue gets deeper and deeper inside me, wetting my hole for the next step. I try to focus my eyes on the ceiling as I hardly can see what Doctor John is doing to me. But as I turn my head slightly to the left I see his phone, recording the whole scene and my arousal goes through the roof. Doctor John notices the change in me and rises from his kneeling position to look at me. I should feel vulnerable to be exposed this completely to this imitating man, but I do not. I love the attention and hungry, predatory gaze of Doctor John. He understands my desires instinctively and goes to the counter to grab his phone, puts it on a shelf opposite the chair, making me the star of this video. Then he decided to lose the lab coat and comes back to the chair completely naked with his hard rock cock pointing straight at me. He positions himself at my hole and with a small nod, but no further warning he fully pushes his poz cock inside, the raw connection heavenly. I moan in lust and my hole starts to envelope his big cock immediately, my body graved this more than I expected. 'Fuck! Fuck me, give me another poz load. Give me your gift' I tell him breathlessly. 'Will you take every last drop of my toxic cum? Will you be a good boy and carry my load as long as it needs to do its job?' 'Yes, I will, I am your good boy. I am a good patient to you.' Doctor John laughs mischievously 'Well, a good patient you have never been, but I make sure you are a good boy.' He increases his speed and forcefulness, hitting my prostate every single time. The chair has opened me up in a way I never could have imagined, so that his poz cock reaches deeper than expected. I feel the warm of his toxic precum dripping inside me, while the cold of the metal cock ring is giving my hole a different sensation outside. He pushes even harder and the whole chair starts to shakes, the room is filled with the smell of sex and sweat. I feel his cock pulsating and know it will only be a few more thrust until his poz load will fill me up the second time. He forces himself even deeper and with a final, violent thrust his toxic load fills me up. It takes him 9 shoots, before all of his poz cum is inside me, his ass in my hands the whole time and his body pressed against mine, without space for air. He collapses again on top of me, but this time we are face to face and a deep kiss finishes this second gift giving. I enjoy the weight of him on top of me. After a few minutes we finally leave the chair and both our hairy chests are full of my cum, apparently I shot a load while he was in his post climax bliss on top of me. 'Mike that was great, but now we have to make sure the gift is taking hold of you. Take this plug and keep my toxic seed inside you as long as possible' I manage to put the plug in place with ease, as it is smaller than Doctor John's cock. But I have still one fantasy I need to fulfil today. I got to my pants and take out my phone. 'I need one more picture Doctor John, then we are finished' I kneel before him, take Doctor John's cock in my mouth, which becomes instantly hard again, and angle the phone. I press the button and see how my phone captures my face, sucking a cock with a biohazard tattoo in full view. I stand up and Doctor John looks at me quizzically. 'What do you want with that?' he asks. 'This will be my new profile pic on the apps, no headless torso any more. It's time to be out and proud about my bug chasing desires' I change my pics and Doctor John smiles at me. 'That's great, but now finish me off, you cannot leave a poz cock this hard behind. Get on your knees ...'

I still couldn't believe what I had just seen it blew my mind to have seen my dad intentionally fill his own grandson with a load of toxic poz cum. My dad didn't pull right out and I heard him tell my son that he was keeping his ass plugged so that it wouldn't leak out. I also saw him reach over and pick up a medium sized butt plug. I guessed he was going to use it to replace his cock keeping the cum inside. I found myself walking into the room my eyes glued to the scene in front of me. My cock as hard as it had ever been. Since my son had come out as gay I had occasionally dreamed of something happening either with me or with me watching but had never imagined something like this. As i walked towards them I couldn't take my eyes off my son's ass my dads cock still buried inside as it started to get soft. Dad was about to pull out and insert the butt plug he was holding when he noticed me there and stopped he stiffened and looked a little nervous I coukd tell he didn't know how I would react then he seemed to notice my rock hard cock amd where I was looking and relaxed. I didn't say anything just put my hand on his shoulder and he pulled his cock out of my son's now tainted ass and moved to the side so that I could move in behind him then hesitated my mind wasn't sure if I was ready to take thus step. My body was mkre than ready however. I felt I was about to explode with the need to do something. However I didn't move in to ljbe my cock up with his slightly gaping ass instead I leaned down put my hands on his cheeks and leaned in tongue extending to get a taste The smell was intense. A mix of my son's natural smell and my dads cum it had me feeling intoxicated as I started to bury my tongue deep inside. It was then my son realized something was happening and I felt him stiffen a little when he looked back and saw me and I heard him gasp " dad" but before he could react more my father put his hand on his back and told him to relax. For the next five minutes I ate my son's newly bred ass while my dad rubbed his back and talked dirty to him still calling him names and degrading him as he moaned from the work my mouth was doing. I finally couldn't resist anymore so I stopped what my tongue was doing and I straightened up moving in behind him and pressed the head of my cock against him. My dad has always shot huge loads and even after I had tongue fucked my boy there was enough leaking out that I didn't need lube as I pushed my cock in. My cock isn't nearly as long as my father but is thicker so my son was still fairly tight as I started to fuck him. I admit I was in heaven I had dreamed of fucking him many many times but this was better than anything I had ever dreamed of the whole situation was mkre than I could have imagined. As my cock worked his ass the fact it was not only my dads cum that we were using for lube but his poz filled cum made the whole situation even more surreal. After a couple minutes my dad moved up by my son's head and began slapping his face with his cock until my son put it in his mouth That was to much for me. My son being spotted between me and my dad was more than I could take and in less than a minute I found myself cumming deep inside my son shooting a huge load of my own. As I pulled out my dad handed me the plug he had grabbed earlier and I pushed it inside my son before I collapsed next to him on the bed. I watched for awhile as my son sucked hjs grandfather's cock and saw he was starting to get hard again already which wasn't a surprise dad always could recover quickly and age didn't seem to effect that. My dad pulled his cock out of his grandsons mouth and leaned down and whispered in his ear. My son just nodded then got up and moved over to me asking me to lay on my stomach. I wasn't sure what he had in mind for sure but had some guesses mostly thought my son might end up trying to top me. As I rolled onto my stomach I felt him mkve in and felt his hands on my ass pulling my cheeks apart then felt his tongue start to rim me. I was kinda surprised at how good my bot was at eating ass at his age but he definitely had a gift. Soon his fingers joined his tongue as he slowly woked my hole and I was in heaven. After a few minutes it was just his fingers and I realized he was lubing me up and I got excited thinking I would soon feel his cock replace the fingers. I knew my son had had plenty of lovers but he had never expressed any interest in topping the thought i would be the first he did it with had me getting hard again. When his fingers stopped I felt his hands grab my hips and he pulled back on them so I moved so that I was on my knees elbows and forearms on the bed. I was anticipating feeling my son's hands on my ass again as he moved in behind me. And I did feel hand but not my son's somewhat small soft hands they were my dads larger calloused hands. Part 3 soon When I realized it was my dad and what he was about to do i started to panic and tell him to stop. When my son came up beside me and put his hand over my mouth stopping me from say anything and hushing me. As i felt his cock start to push against my hole I thought that despite the work my son had done to lube and loosen me that in this situation my ass would clench and keep him out. I forgot to take my dads unique cock into account it's very long but thin and gets rock hard so even with me clenching hus cock slide right in. I was really starting to panic at that point and tried to get up but dad pushed me back down as he kept pushing trying to get his entire cock into me. I stopped fighting and I just froze so many different thoughts going through my head I couldn't keep track of them all. After a few minutes my head began to clear and I started to hear what my dad was saying as he pounded my ass. He has always been very vocal when he fucks me and likes to degrade me which I find very hot but this time it was different. He was still calling me the usual names bjt this time he was also mentioning my. family starting with what a cum loving little fag my son was to calling my wife a dumb cunt and a clueless whore and how he was imagining me taking his poison seed back home to her and infecting her with his DNA next time I fucked her. Then came the big surprise and brought up my daughter. So I had refrained in the past from doing anything with gay son bjt hadn't with his sister and apparently my son had known and had told his grandfather. Amd it seemed that that really turned my dad on as he talked about me spreading his seed to her as well his cock began to pound my ass harder than he ever had before his pelvis was slamming into my ass cheeks hard and his long cock was digging deep into my guts. As he taunted and degraded me I went from being terrified to getting very turned on as he talked i began to picture the situations he was describing in my mind and soon I was as hard as he was. It wasn't just the things he was saying that was getting me worked up I also began to picture some of my regular married fuck buddies and that I would infect them with my dads strain and they would in turn take it back to their own wives. Everything that was running through my mind was keeping time with my dads cock as he started fucking even harder and faster my hard cock slapping my own stomach in time with his. Then dad almost shouted telling me he was about to cum and I found myself wanting to beg for it though I couldn't catch my breath enough to say anything. When I felt his cock start to pulse nd heard him grunt as his warm poisoned cum fill me my own cock began to pulse as well covering the bed with my own cum Next part coming soon

Got hit up randomly on Sniffies about 3 weeks ago with a message from a profile who said they were 2 tops visiting and interested in using me. They were visiting from SF, I found out after we had sex. Any bottom knows this is more rare to have 2 handsome guys with nice cocks hit you up for a 3 some. Its usually the other way around. Anyhow I of course engaged and we set up a time for them to cum over. It was 10pm after the wife went to bed. I had porn playing and also had my new play room set up after months of contruction. They arrived, met them in the alley and walked them in. Both very handsmoe men 40ish and 50 ish. We stripped and got down to it. These guys had a lot bigger cocks then the pics they sent which was a pleasant surprise. They didnt do poppers but I of course hit the poppers like the pig i am. It had been a long time since I got fucked, prepped and douched, so it took me a while to get ready before they came over. By the time they arrived I was cleaned, lubed and loose from my 8" dildo. They took turns split roating me for about an hour. My ass was taking the pounding while cock was to the hilt in my throat, back and forth. I ate the younger guys ass so deep while his Daddy fucked me and encouraged me. Its was so nuts and intense when they came because they both shot thier loads in unison. I've never expereinced that but these guys were in tune! I could feel him pulsing in my ass while Daddy was flooding my throat with his semen. It tasted amazing and he had a healthy big load. The guy in my ass nutted quite a bit as well. I was leaking pretty good. The next day I was pushing out his seed for the whole afternoon. This was the best sex I've ever had...I love being a sex pig and experiencing these orgasms and encounters.

Those random ones you suck in a bathroom or ABS…you know you aren’t going to see them ever again but their cock is sooo good!! Can you guys relate?

ANOTHER great day for a Tuesday!!!! My guy from yesterday called and came back over and he brought his new roomie! OMG! Another total top and really cute and was kinda shy at first until Josh and I started making out while watching porn. He soon had his tongue in me ass while we continued to make out. Two minutes later, he grabbed my hips and started pumping me and it was awesome. 🙂 They were taking turns for the next couple hours until I had gotten four loads from my buddy and five from his roomie. SOOOOO hot. I'm going over to their place some time this week!!!!

As you should. It’s real manly to take a hard ass pounding. I feel like a bull of a man when I’m getting my hole fucked.

Earlier today I met up with a hot guy I hadn't seen in over a year after he moved out of state. We use to play all the time and he was not only hot but with a personality and we had chemistry for sure. I got a text today from a number I didn't recognize saying "How's that sweet bubble ass?" I was like "hmmmmmmm." A few questions later he told me who he was and that he was back in town for awhile. He asked if I would like to see him and of course I said yes. Thirty minutes or so later, it was like he never left cuz he had me on my back plowing my brains out. In between his orgasms, we would just talk , make out and catch up. Four hours and eight loads later, we were both smiling ear to ear and he asked if I could hang out again this week! 🙂 Duh! A few hours later another buddy of mine who's married texted to ask if he could come by on his way home from work to fuck me, and I was still horny. He told me upfront he didn't have a ton of time so essentially and "drop and deliver" kinda thing. He said he was already near my place and like five minutes away so I left eh door unlocked for him , assumed his favorite position in a jock strap and waited a short few minutes. He started eating me out, then licking my legs, calves and my feet which drives me crazy (and wasn't expected based on his pre-request). Some time later he grabbed my hips and slid into me with one amazing (and perfectly executed) thrust. Fifteen minutes in, he unloaded and I figured he was done but nope. . . .another twenty minutes and two loads later, he finished and apologized saying "Sorry, I went longer than I thought cuz it was feeling too good." I told him there was ZERO need to apologize for that EVER!!!! SO HOT and unexpected but an AWESOME way to start the week for sure!!!!

Last load I gave was to a slut I am cool with . It had been a while since we last linked up but last night I was drinking and needed my dick worshipped so I called the bitch over . As always his pink pussy was wet and ready to receive me so I assume he was collecting loads earlier . Nasty bitch knows what I like . But he came over and I fed him a load in his throat and then his pink slut Pussy hole . Made some content and ended the night drinking and smoking . Can’t wait to see my bitch again .

So... back from Berlin and I picked up an annoying Gono infection... my local clinic did the usual antibiotic injection and stern lecture - I asked about the MenB vaccine and they agreed to do it then and there - one injection in the deltoid, and another a month later. I asked about DoxyPEP and was told that it does nothing for Gono as it is the wrong antibiotic, but I'll pursue DoxyPEP on my follow up visit and clarify with the doctor as it there seems to be conflicting info out there. Usually the injection of antibiotics in the butt is bad - but the MenB vaccine in the shoulder was more painful - enough to cause me problems sleeping from laying on the affected shoulder for three or four days. Paracetamol/Acetaminophen took the edge off enough. Next time I'll have it in the left shoulder as I usually lay on the right side when sleeping.

The morning light filtered through the hotel curtains, casting a warm glow over our tangled bodies. I woke to Karl's arm draped possessively over my waist, his breath hot against my neck. My ass still ached from the night before, slick with the remnants of his previous loads, but the hunger between us reignited instantly. He stirred, his thick cock pressing hard against my cheeks, already throbbing with need. 'Good morning, beautiful,' he murmured, his voice rough with sleep and desire. His hand slid down, fingers parting my cheeks, finding my hole wet and ready. I arched back into him, gasping as he teased my rim with slow circles. 'Fuck, you're soaked for me already.' I turned my head, capturing his lips in a deep kiss, our tongues tangling as his fingers plunged inside me, stretching my hole open. 'Take me, Karl. Fill me again.' He growled low, positioning himself behind me, the head of his unmedicated cock nudging my entrance. With one powerful thrust, he buried himself balls-deep, his veined shaft splitting me wide. I cried out, the burn of his girth mixing with exquisite pleasure as he started pounding, hips slamming against my ass. His hands gripped my hips, pulling me back onto him with every stroke, his balls slapping my skin. 'God, your hole grips me so tight,' he groaned, leaning over to bite my shoulder lightly. Sweat beaded on our skin as he fucked me harder, the bed creaking under us. Emotions surged—love, fear of the risks, the raw connection that made this feel inevitable. 'I love how you take my cock, how you want my seed.' I pushed back, meeting his thrusts, my walls clenching around him. 'Cum in me, Karl. Breed me deep.' His pace faltered, then he drove in one last time, roaring as his cock pulsed, unloading thick ropes of his unmedicated load straight into my guts. Heat flooded me, his cum spilling hot and heavy, marking me from the inside. He didn't pull out, staying buried as he caught his breath, kissing my neck tenderly. 'That's one... but I need more of you.' We shifted, him rolling me onto my back, spreading my legs wide. His eyes locked on mine, filled with that deep affection that twisted my heart. He slid back in easily, my hole slick with his cum, and fucked me slow at first, savoring every inch. 'You're mine,' he whispered, thrusting deeper, his thumb rubbing my cock until I shattered around him, screaming his name as my orgasm ripped through me. He followed soon after, hips bucking wildly, pumping a second load even thicker than the first, his cum overflowing, dripping down my crack. We clung together, panting, his forehead against mine. 'I don't want this to end,' he said softly, vulnerability cracking his voice. Tears pricked my eyes; the separation loomed, but in that moment, we were everything. After showering—his hands lingering, soaping my chest and ass with gentle care—we dressed and headed down for brunch with the others. The hotel restaurant buzzed with Sunday morning chatter, the scent of coffee and bacon filling the air. Jax, Tomas, and Lukas were already at the table, grinning as we joined. Jax's eyes lingered on me a beat too long, a flicker of something intense in his gaze. Brunch passed in easy banter—stories of the night's escapades, laughter over shared secrets—but tension simmered beneath. As we finished, Jax caught my arm. 'Walk with me a sec?' He led me toward the lobby, away from the group. In a quiet corner, he pulled me close, his lips crashing onto my neck, sucking hard to leave a fresh love bite, the sting making me gasp. 'Missed this,' he breathed, his hand slipping under my waistband to cup my ass. Before I could respond, he tugged me into the disabled washroom nearby, locking the door with a click. The space was cramped, mirrors reflecting our urgency. 'Need you now,' he growled, yanking down my pants and spreading my cheeks. His cock was out in seconds—hard, leaking pre-cum—and he spun me against the sink, bending me over. He thrust in roughly, filling my cum-slick hole with one stroke, the mix of Karl's loads and his own desire making it filthy and perfect. 'Fuck, you're so wet,' he grunted, pounding fast and deep, his hands bruising my hips. The risk of getting caught heightened everything—my heart raced, hole clenching around him as he railed me. 'Take my load, just like that.' I bit my lip to stifle moans, pushing back, the slap of skin echoing softly. He buried his face in my hair, thrusting erratically before slamming home, his cock erupting, flooding me with hot spurts of his unmedicated cum. It mixed with Karl's inside me, warm and claiming. We straightened quickly, him pulling out with a wet pop, cum trickling down my thighs. I fixed my clothes, heart pounding, and we slipped out separately, rejoining the lobby without a soul noticing. Walking back to the restaurant, Jax's arm brushed mine, but his jaw was tight. 'I found you first at that bar, you know. Thought we'd have more time. But Karl... he got two nights with you, and I just got scraps.' His voice held hurt, jealousy sharpening his words. I stopped, turning to him, my hand on his chest. 'Jax, I loved your fucks, your loads—they were intense, made me feel alive. But... I've started feeling something deeper for Karl. It's not about the sex; it's him. This pull I can't ignore.' He searched my eyes, pain flashing before he nodded, forcing a smile. 'Yeah, I get it. Just... hurts a bit.' It was my last day; checkout by 1 PM loomed. After brunch, the others headed out, but Karl stayed, his hand in mine as we returned to the room. The door barely closed before he pinned me against it, kissing me fiercely, tongues battling with desperate hunger. 'One last time,' he whispered, stripping me bare, his mouth devouring my chest, sucking nipples until I whimpered. He lifted me, carrying me to the bed, laying me down gently despite the fire in his eyes. 'I love you,' he confessed, voice breaking as he entered me slowly, inch by inch, our eyes locked. Emotions poured out—tears on my cheeks, his thumb wiping them away—as he fucked me with long, deep strokes, his cock dragging against my walls. 'Cum with me,' he urged, and I did, shattering around him, pulling him over the edge. His first load of the session gushed deep, hot and endless, his body trembling. No pause—he kept thrusting through it, building again, faster now, our bodies slick with sweat. 'More for you,' he panted, hips snapping, balls tightening. I wrapped my legs around him, urging him deeper. 'Fill me, Karl. All of you.' He groaned, slamming in, unleashing a second load back-to-back, cum overflowing, sealing our connection. We collapsed, entwined, whispering promises amid sobs. Checkout was bittersweet. In the lobby, I hugged Tomas and Lukas goodbye. They pulled me close, their hands sneaking to squeeze my ass, fingers probing briefly. 'Damn, you're loose as hell now,' Tomas chuckled, Lukas adding, 'Karl did a number on you—fucked you the most, lucky bastard.' They laughed, light-hearted, as I blushed, waving them off. Jax stepped up last, his embrace tight. He nuzzled my neck, sucking another love bite into the skin, harder this time, the pain mirroring the ache in his eyes. I saw it—the rejection stinging, knowing my heart leaned toward Karl, our encounters just physical fireworks. 'Take care,' he murmured, voice thick, pulling away with forced casualness. Karl and I grabbed my bags, calling a taxi to the Montreal airport. The downtown drive was long, but he insisted on coming, his hand squeezing mine. 'Can't let you go alone.' Tears welled as we slid into the back seat, me cuddling against his side, head on his shoulder. The city blurred by as we talked—raw, honest—about the seroconversion risk. 'It's impossible to know whose load will stick, whose love I'll carry forever,' I said softly, tracing his jaw. 'But I hope it's yours, Karl. That your seed changes me, binds us.' He kissed my forehead. 'Whatever happens, you're in my heart. Promise you'll tell me if your status changes—first thing.' I nodded, voice choked. 'I will. No secrets.' The vulnerability hung heavy, our fingers laced, the unmedicated risks we'd embraced now a thread tying us across distance. Before the airport, he pulled a small package from his pocket—a delicate necklace with a pendant shaped like an infinity symbol. 'For you,' he said, fastening it around my neck. 'I slipped out yesterday. Don't feel bad; seeing you wear it is enough.' My eyes swelled, tears spilling. He cupped my face, kissing me softly. 'And if you seroconvert... that'd be the best gift. Means I'm with you forever, in your blood, your body.' We reached the airport, the farewell ripping at me. I checked my luggage quickly, then we found a quiet corner. Three hours until my flight—time stretched agonizingly. We sat close, his arm around me, stealing kisses, hands wandering under clothes for stolen touches. 'This isn't goodbye,' he whispered, but the pain in his eyes said otherwise, mirroring my own heart's ache as the clock ticked down.

I held the pot as Noel dipped his fingers into the gel before transferring it to his arse ring and pushing it into his sweet little boi pussy giggling “this stuff gets hot once its inside”, I feigned innocence “really son?, let me try it”, I dipped my middle finger into the pot “hands behind your head son”, he licked his lips as I gently pushed my middle finger into his lovely tight little hole, I worked my finger in and out “that feel better boy?”, he grimaced a bit “still hot but better”, I pulled my finger out of him dipping it into the laced lube again before returning it to his hole “its always hot at first but it still feels good eh?”, he nodded in affirmation not that I needed that his cock rock hard leaking precum onto his stomach was indication enough for that. I continued finger fucking him, getting deeper each time until I felt his little nugget, that made the little bugger cry out and arch his back “oh yeah you like that huh boy?” , he bit his lip then licked them so sweetly his eyes getting that lovely little glazed look I love so much, I pulled my finger out of his bum scooping up more of the lube shoving it deep into his hole again but using two fingers this time, he squirmed again, there was something so lovely seeing him adjust himself in the chair when he spread his legs over the chairs arms more, I worked his little bum, two then three fingers in him stretching his eager virgin little hole out “that’s a good boy, you love this its what you need”, I pulled my fingers out of hole delighting in seeing him push it out, his hole puckering yearning for more, his sweet blue eyes all glazed over and full of lust. I pulled him up kissing him deeply before twisting him round “kneel on the chair boy”, the compliant lad did as he was told as I undid my slacks and pulled out my fat cock, I spat on my hand rubbing it on my cock, the boy looked at me over his shoulder his eyes glazed and horny, I chuckled “time to pop your cherry son” lining my cock up at his puckering ring “your going to get it and then some”. He cried out a bit as I penetrated his little ring but the chems swimming round in his system blocked out the real pain of my fat cock forcing his virgin boy cunt to accept my cockhead as it popped into him, I grabbed his hips giving short hard pumps inching further into his anus with each thrust grunting “fuck boy your pussy is so tight!”, he was moaning and groaning hanging his head as his first fuck overtook him, my dick slivered in and out of his butt, his ring was stretched obscenely round my dick as I long fucked him “yeah boy your cunt needed this a real man to break you in!”, I grabbed him by his hair jerking his head up and back, “tell daddy how you love it!!” his tongue was hanging out the side of his mouth, spit running down his chin he gurgled “love it daddy” I dropped his head “I knew you would boy, fuck your cunt is so good!!” I grabbed his hips again and resumed my pounding, red streaks were showing on my cock as I fucked my big dick in and out of his stretched out little boy pussy, I made sure I angled my thrusts to hit his prostate eliciting little yelps of delight out of the boy as I felt round under him feeling his boy cock nicely surprisingly hard, “oh yeah my little slut, good fucking boy”, I released his cock and pulled my dick so my cockhead rested just inside his hole, then I slammed it back into him, “yeah boy Daddy’s going to give it to you how a boy should be fucked”, I did it again, and then again his body shaking his back shiny with sweat, I slapped his arse “daddy’s getting close boy”, he wailed out “yes that’s it boy daddy’s going to cum in your boi pussy, make you a good boy!”, I pumped a few more times before I ground into him as deep as I could and fired five or six nice big spurts of my fertile toxic muck into his deflowered little bum, as I cum in him I felt his arse contract round my dick as he fired his own spunk all over the chair, I could not help but grin “good boy!!” I stayed inside him leisurely pumping my dick in and out a few times as I never loose my hard on quickly ensuring that the insides of his rectum were well covered with my seed, I ran my hand down his back “that’s a good boy, just as a boy should be, well fucked and full of cum”. I carried on pumping him gently as the door opened and Andy the other Santa walked in muttering “fucking poxy kids”, and then his gaze settled on us stopping him in his tracks, he took off his big white beard grinning “who’s the fucktard?”, I pulled my dick out of Noel’s gaping hole smirking in seeing some of my pink tinged cum leak out “just a Christian dumbfuck boy who’s just had his cherry popped”. Andy pulled his cock out walking up to Noel lifting the lads head up “nicely chemmed I see”, before walking round tracing his fingers down the boys back and over his sweet bubble butt, he put his hand down scooping some of my tinged cum that was leaking from the lads arse and rubbing it on his cock, jerking it until it reached its full impressive hardness, he rubbed his finger and down the kids arse crack shoving his finger into the boys hole, Noel sighed hungrily as Andy finger fucked him “yeah little piggy your nice and open just how I like it”

Mount – Palm Springs 10/4 I recently traveled to Palm Springs for the first time to attend the Mount event at CCBC. First of all, I would like to thank anyone that reached out to me for answering questions about Palm Springs. It was very beneficial to have a little knowledge about the area, etc. I checked into the CCBC on Friday, but did not attend the Mount event, but rather the Cumunion event at Club 541. In short, had a great time and got bred at least 13 times that evening. But on the the bigger item. For anyone interested or thinking about the Mount event, don’t hesitate and do it. Of course, not knowing anyone / traveling alone, my mind and nervousness slowly dropped after just talking up with other attendees. It also helped in during the day on Saturday, I was able to speak to a few that did the event on Friday evening, but they were going to being volunteering for the Saturday event. Every little bit of info ahead of time was helpful. 5:00 p.m. check in starts. I was staying in a room that could see the registration area, and noticed there were people checking in around 4:45 p.m. so I decided to go and get that done. Wise choice! I was talking with one of the members that work these events and gave me some pointers. As a bronco, you basically have an area that after check in, there is a place to wait in line to be taken into the coral for the 7:30 p.m. meeting of the broncos. Jokingly I asked the member if I was actually seeing that there were 3 people in line already and it was only 5 p.m. “Yes” they are. Well, I guess its time to wait and chat with other broncos. Keep in mind, there are about 16/18 slings available and fuck tables and benches in the coral area. Simple math, the first 16/18 broncos in line have the choice of getting a sling. Well, got up to the line and there were a few more broncos so I was like #7. It was only 5:10 p.m. Oh well, I wanted this experience and was not going to miss out on a sling if I could help it. Time actually went fast talking and everything with other broncos. Some were there the night before and some were first timers like myself. Note to self: More knowledge is best! Time actually went pretty fast. All out for the same thing, everyone was pleasant and chatty. It helped as well, as your space in line could be held by new acquaintences to run to rest room, drink run, etc. By the time we were ready to enter the corral, there were probably 40/50 broncos behind me. 7:30 p.m., the stable master opened the gate and said to follow him into the corral. Keep in mind, the corral is circular in shape, the outside perimeter has a wall so no one can see into the corral. There were 16/18 slings lining the outside perimeter of the inside wall with the center containing all sorts of picnic benches and fuck tables. All the broncos were taking their positions. I got into one of the slings and one of the other broncos I was waiting with took the sling next to me as we were going to check on each other during the event. The stable master began his speech about the rules and instructions. Rule 1; If the hand goes up, everything stops. The cowboys are also instructed on this as well. The organization wants to make sure you are in a safe environment and nothing happens to the broncos. The hand up can alert the wranglers watching the area that the bronco needs a break, needs water, needs to move position, the cowboy is too big, or has a piercing. My anxiousness was lowering even more hearing all of the safeguards that they have in place to make sure you feel safe, especially being blindfolded. Rule 2; The blindfold must stay on at all times. If you take it off, you are thrown out. Hence the hand raising to get what you need. I witnessed a wrangler (helper) every few slings and throughout the center of the corral. It was very well watched and they were helpful in everyway. Rule 3; If the wrangler notices that you aren’t getting a lot of action, they may suggest they move you to another area. Not as a punishment but rather, they want everyone to experience the best of this event. As the other similar types of parties post, just because you are there, and a lot of people, my not guarantee you will get a lot of action. Note to self; that’s always been in the back of my mind. Rule 4; If you want to move to another area, hand up and wrangler will take you there, however you lose your spot, (in a sling space) you would give that up to a bronco that may be waiting to try one that opened up. **not a rule, but we were told that the cowboys were having their meeting and they are instructed this is a fuck event. It’s not a stand round event. The organizers basically don’t want a cowboy mounting a bronco and a group of other cowboys gathering around watching and waiting their turn. “Wow” I thought. What a concept. You know, we have all been to events and everyone is swarmed around one bottom guy. Not in this case. They want the cowboys to be one on one and then move on. Note to self-interesting. More mind easement. But still, the amount of broncos I saw in that corral, still wondering if this was going to work. Almost 8p.m. – Announced all broncos must place their blindfolds on. Not to be removed. So, up in the sling I am in a jock, sox, tennis shoes, harness and ball cap with a blind fold. I kept a small tube of lube in my sox that I could reach without having to ask for help. I looked up, almost a full moon outside, beautiful night out and up goes the blindfold. I think, good luck! 8 P.M. – The stable master announces that cowboys can march in and mount. The deep breaths I was taking! It was a very vulnerable feeling. Trust me. To my surprise, within 10 seconds, I was mounted by my first cowboy and to my surprise, bred my ass. Slapped my ass and said thanks. I have to say, there were never more than 10 minutes between mountings. Every so often, the wrangler in my area would come up to me, announce who he was and asked if I needed a break, water, anything. The wrangers really kept an eye on us. After being in the sling for 3 hours and 10 minutes, I was mounted at least 24 times that I remember (lost count after about 20) and got bred by 18 cowboys that I know of for sure. Just as the last cowboy was unloading in me, I heard him talking with the wrangler by me and said “Geez, how many times have you shot, and the cowboy said 7”. 11:10 P.M. – The Stable master announced that all blindfolds could come off as everything was winding down. When my blindfold came off, I look on my face was priceless. There were 4 of us in slings left. 2 of us were done, and the other 2 had cowboys mounting them. Everyone else had gone. It looked so different with no one in the corral compared to when it started and me thinking “What did I get myself into”? So here is the important numbers, and thought I did not do too bad that night. There were 66 broncos (bottoms) and 94 or 96 cowboys (tops) I will take the 24 mountings with great pride! And the 18 breedings with even more pride! Would I suggest doing this if you have thought about it; YES Would I do this again if the opportunity comes up again; YES I also want to thank the MOUNT team www.guys2.com for their work they put into this and their organization. It was a hot event and couldn’t ask for a better experience.

My boy and I had a few weeks off for vacation and decided to buy a beat-to-shit car and drive cross country. We figured we'd make it to San Francisco, fuck around in some sleazy bars, and then fly home. We drove for a few days, changing off who was driving every so often. Somewhere in Iowa, my boy was driving as I was dozing. It was early evening, and I was beat, hoping to find a motel with wifi so I could log on and see if I could get some corn-fed hicks to come fill up and stretch out my boy's hole. We don't believe in condoms and sharing his sweet hole with guys, POZ or not, is my favorite thing in the world. Spit, dick, and ass. That's all we need. I guess we've both taken dozens of POZ loads and hundreds of loads we didn't ask about. We haven't been tested, but if we're not sick, it's a fucking miracle. With my eyes closed, I sensed the car coming to a halt. I opened one eye as my boy was opening his door. He said, “Gotta piss. Be right back.” We were in an empty parking lot outside of a roadside rest stop. After glancing at the clock in the radio, I went back to sleep figuring we'd be on our way in a bit. I was woken by the sound of a motorcycle stopping. Twenty minutes had gone by. I opened my eyes in time to see a tall hunky redhead with a mustache hopping off his bike. Sexy sunglasses, leather boots and jacket, tight jeans, the works. I wondered what could possibly be keeping my boy? I dozed off again for about five minutes, and noticed the motorcycle was still there. I figured I could piss too, so I headed in. I headed in to a dimly fluorescent-lit tiled room with a filthy piss trough, a leaky sink, and one big stall. I didn't hear anything, so I thought I'd investigate the stall. When the plywood door swung open, there was my slutty boy on his knees, jeans at his ankles, quietly sucking the motorcycle stud's cock for all he was worth. The fucker still had his sunglasses on too. The stud didn't seem bothered by the arrival of a new-cummer. He was pulling my boy's hair, skull fucking his face. “You want some of this?,” he asked. “Hell, I can have it anytime I want. He's my boy,” I replied. He must have though I meant my son. He quickly pulled my boy's head off his huge spit-slick cock and said, “Shit, man! I'm sorry. I didn't know.” “Didn't know what? That I get off watching him take stranger's cum?” With that, he smiled, and went back to face-fucking my boy slut. I wriggled my jeans down and started nursing my cock to full hardness. I bent down and after rearranging my boy, stuck my tongue as far up his hole as possible, working in two, then three, then four fingers. I figured this guy's thick cock would delight my boy more if he was properly stretched out. My own cock was drooling it's own questionable juice, so I scooped up a bit in my hand and asked, “You want this up his hole or on your meat?” He pulled my boy off and lubed up his already-wet cock with my juice. He swung my boy around so he could get at his loosened hole. “Want me to bag up,” he said as he grinned. “What for? Got anything we should know about?” “Uh, yeah.” “Can't be something he doesn't already have. Stick it in.” That was all the invitation this stud, who was infected with -BLANK-, needed. In one thrust, his beer-can thick cock was balls deep in my boy's hole. He squirmed with delight as the guy thrusted in and out, over and over, faster and faster. My boy was trying to blow me but was having such a good time, it was all he could do to hold himself up and off the filthy tiled floor. I pulled back to enjoy the view, slowly jerking myself as I watched this fucker go to town on my boy's sensitive vulnerable raw hole. The stud took raised his sunglasses to his forehead with one hand, revealing the sexiest clear blue eyes I've ever seen. He looked directly at me and asked, “Can I breed him?” “What the fuck do you think?” The stud's thrusts got faster and faster and he finally lunged forward, loading my boy's hole up with some unknown sort of toxic spooge. As soon as he stopped shuddering, my boy swung around to clean off his poisoned dick. Not knowing what the stud had made it so hot to watch as my boy licked off his own ass juices and toxic cum. I shoved my dick as deeply as it would go into my boy's wrecked pussy and came after a few intense seconds, forcing the stranger's load deeper and deeper into my boy's guts. I pulled up my jeans as the stranger did the same. He leaned forward, grabbed the back of my neck, and forced his tongue down my throat. I nearly came a second time. He looked directly into my eyes and whispered, “Hope you guys have a good doctor. You're going to need it.” With that, he pulled away, put his sunglasses back on, and strode out of the stall. I smiled at my boy, curled up on the cold tile, legs spread wide, shoving four fingers in his drippy hole as he brought himself to climax, covering his tight abs and chest with his own questionable cum. I picked him up, and helped him dress, not letting him clean off or wash up. I scooped my boy up in my arms and brought him back to the car. I poured him into the back seat and started the engine. I noticed a piece of paper that had been shoved under the windshield wipers. In barely-legible script was written, “that was hot. your boys hole milked out a toxic aids load. should i have told you first?” Hell no. Breed first, ask questions later.

I will say that I was a late bloomer and didn’t really understand my attraction to men and mainly to dick until my late teens or early twenties and by then I had an established life and friends and was almost to ashamed to come out and say that I was curious about having sex with guys. I kind of grew into my own way of living, I loved the gym, absolutely loved being lean and having a 6-pack. But I hardly took advantage of it, for almost a year I hardly went out and did anything other than school, the gym, homework and video games, but while everyone else went out and partied, I would indulge in my secret desires online. Chatting with guys online, reading stories, including fictional stories about guys like me being tricked or trapped into having sex with older men. I would usually fantasize about it and masturbate, but every time after I would cum, I would almost feel ashamed or not interested in men, but about 10-15 minutes later, the fantasy would come back and I would get back online and this would repeat and I would jerk-off two-three times a night on the weekends. This went on for a few years as I dug deeper and deeper into my online life. I had come very close to acting out the fantasy, but living in a small town, there were not many options to act out my fantasy. I had a friend who lived in a town about 30 minutes from my hometown, it was a little bit bigger than the town I lived in, but still less than 10,000 people. We went to a small Mexican restaurant and our waiter was very feminine and my friend told me “Yeah he is gay and has aids”. Did the guy really have aids? Probably not. Was he even gay? I have no idea. But that is the stigma that I grew up with, growing my desire to keep my identity secret. But that sentence that was probably false set me on a path that would change me forever. I got home that night and fell into my usual weekend night habit on the internet, but I found myself curiously searching about Aids and HIV and found it absolutely exhilarating! My heart was pounding, and dick was hard as I found HIV dating sites and started searching areas with high HIV populations. This went on for a few weeks before I stumbled across a website called “The Breeding Zone” and discovered that I wasn’t alone in my fantasy. For months and months and months I went there at night, reading stories about guys taking hiv positive loads and becoming poz themselves and just feel in love with the idea. I couldn’t explain the sexual draw to it, but it was like nothing I had ever felt before. After a few months I began writing my own fantasy stories on there and had a few guys comment on them, which made me want to write even more. I would rush home from work and began to write, it was almost all I could think about. I would spend weeks writing detailed stories and post them longing for people to tell me how much it turned them on. I would get some comments that highlight my lack of any actual physical experience, but I would take that and learn from it. After a few stories, I started getting men messaging me, telling me how much they liked the stories, but they all fizzled out. They would be halfway across the US or even in another country. And they didn’t seem turned on by the idea of having a sexual pen pal. But nevertheless, I kept writing, it was the closest I had ever been to actually having sex with a man. Getting to detail a sexual experience that I fantasized about and having other guys talk to me about it. I would say a little over a year into discovering this website, I posted part 4 of a 4 part story about a nice young man from a small town (sound familiar) who moved to the city and ends up letting a homeless man who he gives money too frequently outside his downtown apartment, come up to his apartment during a frigid cold winter storm and ends up getting raped and robed by the homeless man, but this tragic event leads to a destructive cycle of letting them man back into his apartment which repeats the same events, forced sex (which is not seeming to be too forced now) and being robbed and ultimately leads to the young man becoming HIV positive. A couple of nights after posting the story, I received a message from a guy halfway across the country. He told me how much he enjoyed my stories, and he offered up his poz cock to me anytime I wanted. It was such an exciting feeling, but again, he lived in Wisconsin, and I was in southern Kansas. But this guy was different, he wanted to chat and talk about it. I explained my situation and he felt bad and encouraged me to take a trip and act out one of my fantasies. We talked for months and exchanged different fantasies. One night he sent me this fantasy that sent me wild. From him: “We finally meet up, I am so excited to finally get to see you and meet you, but ultimately, I decide that I am too much of a risk. You’re too good of a person and I can’t do this to you. I try to leave, but you ignore me and pull me into you and start kissing me. We fall on the bed and again I try to stop you, but you continue, pulling my clothes off, I try to resist, but you’re so sexy and the emotional connection to you is so strong, I want you more than I have ever wanted anyone. We are both naked on the bed, but again I realize how young you are, you have the rest of your life to live and you’re such a good innocent person, I can’t let me load consume you. I stop and say “my viral load shot up right before I got here, I’m not safe for you, it’s too dangerous”, but you’re too turned on by my rock hard cock rubbing against you. Your ass is dripping from the lube and wanting it so bad, you push me back and say “I don’t care, I am gonna ride your fukken dick whether you like it or not”. I try to resist but the feel of your silky ass sliding down on my cock is too hot for me to push you off. You keep sliding down on my rock-hard cock until I am fully inside of you. You start riding my bare dick and I start coming to my sense and tell you “Babe, seriously stop! My cum will result in you becoming positive, you need to stop and pull of now!”. But you don’t, you ride harder until I suddenly unload a torrent of my hot highly toxic jizz in your tight little hole. As you slide off my dick, red jizz drops out of you and the only thing I can then is welcome to the family son, you just got pozzed. You think for several seconds, then drop back down on top of me, kissing me deeply ands say “Thanks dad! Glad to be your son””. After reading that, if he was close to me, I would have totally let him shoot his load inside of me. This was the closest I had ever been to it, I believe that up until this point, this was just all a secret fantasy that I would never act out. I mean, if I am too afraid to come out of the closet, how would it be to come out of the closet and infected with HIV. But this story, a story from a positive guy directed towards me, I had never experienced anything close to that in my life and it was intoxicating. We talked for months and months and grew very close. I stopped writing and just looked forward to talking with him. He told me that he was a retired wood worker (lol) and became infected in the 80’s so he was pretty viral and had suffered some health complications from it. He said that he had taken meds, but being retired and on a fixed income it was difficult for him to afford. He was in his mid 70’s, I was only 25, so there was definitely an age gap but I was always attracted to older men, not sure why, but older men turned me on. He had to use a cane to get around and suffered from ED and said he hadn’t had an erection in a few years but loved giving blow jobs. Since we would probably never meet, this wasn’t too much of an issue, after all I could fantasize about his dick being hard as stone and unloading a river of poz cum. He also told me he was married, but his husband was ok with him messing around, if he used a condom, so he didn’t infect other people, but with ED he hadn’t done that in a long time. He was a wealth of information for a guy like me, being so inexperienced. He helped me understand some basic questions about anal sex between men and a lot of information about HIV and one thing that I didn’t know is that the likely hood of becoming infected was quite low. He did say that one of the biggest factors in becoming poz was the viral load of the top. He also said that any tears in the rectum could greatly increase the likely hood of infection and that blood in blood was really the only sure way to get infected. He said that with me being a virgin, I would need to be careful that there were no tears in my rectum wall that could expose blood vessels, cum can carry a large viral load, but nothing close to blood, so a top with an open sore on their cock would be extremely dangerous for a bottom. In October 2024 I got a message from Tim (the guy I had been talking to) and he informed me that him and his husband were taking a road trip for fall and he had casually mentioned Kansas and his husband wasn’t thrilled about the idea, after all Kansas isn’t known for its fall foliage, but he thought he had him talked into it. Tim: my husband used to be cool with me sleeping with other guys, but that has been a couple of years, and I don’t think he would be cool with me and him driving halfway across the country so I could meet another guy that I have been talking to for half a year. After all it doesn’t feel like its just sex with you and me. Me: OMG! That has my heart pounding! So nervous and excited Tim: I know! I wish I didn’t have ED issues! But would still be great to see you and I can still shoot a big load if you want to jerk me off or suck me off Me: oh and glad to hear that you see this as more than sex too Tim: Wow! I was so nervous to say that, didn’t want to scare you off, thinking I was falling in love lol Me: you better tell me you love me before you cum in me lol Tim: Oh, don’t you go falling in love, I’m a married man Me: Sorry, I didn’t mean that Tim: Lol I was joking! I think we both are starting to have feelings for each other, but you’re so young, why would you want an older guy like me Me: Lol, you can’t poz me and leave me. Your husband good with another roommate lol Tim: after he saw you he might be lol! All of my sexual frustration and fantasies were being directed at this one person. This guy had no idea of how much he was biting off. I was feeling as though I wanted him more than anything, I wanted him to leave his husband and move in with me and just fuck me raw every night. How long this would last I had no idea. In 5 years he would be in his 80’s and I would be in my thirties. Are there legit emotions involved or just sexual tension? I was blinded and all I knew was that I wanted to be with him. A couple of weeks later I get the message that they will be staying in a town 30 miles from my home town for 2 nights and couldn’t wait to see me. The time flew by, and the day was here and I was a nervous wreck, but felt somewhat comforted by the fact that he had ED and we wouldn’t be able to have sex. I really wanted to, but the reality of becoming poz was terrifying. His husband still didn’t know he was coming to see me, so we planned for me to rent a room at the same hotel, and he would tell his husband that he was going to go for a quick walk or get some ice and would stop by for an hour each day. The day was here, and I was in my hotel room waiting to hear from him and I was ready to leave and chicken out, but I was comforted by the fact that Tim had ED, was a good guy and was happily married and wasn’t trying to poz me, he just liked having sex. He encouraged me to get on prep before we met but told me that it was very unlikely that I would become poz, like less than 1% chance since his viral load was very low, and the chances of becoming poz from oral sex was next to nothing. And he was a good guy, happily married and I could trust him. I brought a 6 pack of beer with me and opened one up to try and relax when I got the message that they just got to their room, and he told his husband to unpack while he runs to get some snacks and asked what room I was in to come say hi really quick. My heart was pounding out of my chest, I was so tempted to chicken out, but I just quickly put down my room number and pressed send before I could talk myself out of it. Within the next 10 minutes there was a knock at the door. I slowly approached to the door and opened it to see a taller bigger man standing there with a cane, he was older than I imagined him being, but still a lot of man. He immediately walked in and gave me a hug. He could tell that I was nervous and tried to console me telling me that it was ok and I could relax. He then pulled me in for another hug, pulling me in tight to his body and kissed me deeply. I began to relax and feel somewhat excited as he pulled me into his body tightly with his arms around me kissing me deeply. Tim: Fuck! We better stop or I’m going to fuck you right here and right now! Me: (nervously) Ok Tim: Damn you look better than the pictures Me: thank you Tim: I am not going to lie I felt my dick move for the first time in years kissing you Me: (just smiles) Tim: come here Tim pulled me in again and started to kiss me deeply Tim: we don’t have much time, but I fucking want you now Tim: My dick is getting so hard for you, I haven’t had an erection in years, but it fucking wants you so fukken bad Tim grabbed my hand and put in down his pants feeling his cock which was getting incredibly hard. He then began to pull down his sweatpants to the ground and reaching over and unbuttoning my pants and pulling them down as I held his cock in my hand. He pushed me back onto the bed and directed me to slide back as he reached down and grabbed a tube of lube out of his pocket and squirt it into his hand. I was scared to death. I wasn’t prepared for this to happen, I didn’t think he could get hard, I wanted to chicken out but watching him rub the lube on his cock was so exciting I was getting so turned on and then he told me how much he wanted me. All these years of wanting to experience this from afar, wanting, but never being wanted and now to finally have someone tell you how much they want you. Tim: I can’t believe this is happening. It shows how much I want you. Do you want me as bad as I want you. Me: (with a Shakey nervous voice I try to squeak out) yes Tim: I am so glad to hear that baby, I want you so bad, I want us to be together. You’re the only one who can get my dick hard. Do you want to be mine? A part of me was saying, you’re not ready to make this commitment, the rest of your life is about to change. How will you tell everyone “Hey I’m dating a 75 year old man and he gave me hiv”? How are you going to tell everyone that? And another part of me that didn’t care about anything outside of this room, my body craved his body and whatever the consequences of this were, it would be worth and and besides, he has a very low viral count, and the chances of becoming poz are less than 1% Me: yes Tim slowly crawled on the bed and on top of me. Feeling his naked body up against mine, the first time I have ever been naked with another man. He started kissing me deeply as I wrapped my arms around his big shoulders. He reached down and grabbed my leg behind the knee bending my knees up one after the other and I felt his rock-hard rubbing against my ass and he slowly moved his hips back and forth until the tip of his cock pressed against my hole, he pushed just enough to not penetrate me. Tim: are you sure you want me Me: yes Tim: I really care about you, do you care about me Me: yes I do Tim: I want to be with you so bad but I have to tell you my viral count is really high and this is dangerous. I laid there nervously looking at him, fuck I wanted it so bad but even he was scared for me, maybe we should stop, but then he started grinding his hips in a sexual motion and it felt so fucking good Tim: FUCK! I want you so fucking bad! Tell me to fuck you raw Me: Fuck I want it too, but is it safe Tim: Don’t you want me baby Me: yes Tim: then tell me to fuck you raw! Let me slide my bare cock inside of you. We can be together. I love you baby Me: Ok! Fuck me baby! Tim: Yes, tell me to fuck you raw! Tell me you want this viral load! You want me inside you and nobody else, tell me that you’re mine! Me: Fuck yes! I want you! I want you to fuck me and shoot your poz load inside me! And immediately I felt the head of his rock hard cock push in and stop and then gradually push deeper and deeper until it was all the way in. Nobody can describe how good it feels to have a bare cock slide into you, you have to experience it for yourself and here I was with the first bare cock inside me ever and I never wanted anything as bad as I wanted this. Tim: this is dangerous, my viral load count is so high, are you sure you want this Me: yes baby! I want it! I am yours, take me! Tim started taking slow strokes and with each stroke I felt my breath get knocked out of my chest until we got into a good motion. As he pushed in harder and faster my arms and legs wrapped around him tighter and tighter. There was so much man on top of me pushing into me with all his force, he cock getting deeper and deeper. Tim: (repeating) fuck yeah, oh fuck, this feels so fucking good! Then out of nowhere Tim: oh fuck I’m cumming And I felt his cock explode a river of hot cum inside of me, just pumping poz cum out of his cock deep inside of me. Then he collapsed on top of me breathing heavily. Tim: oh shit, I have to get back to my room Tim got up and got dressed quickly and using his cane limped out of the room and as he left, he said, ill message you later. I was just lying there naked in the bed with his cum still dripping out of me and just like every time after you cum, reality comes flooding back and I realized what I had done, and I began to cry uncontrollably. I’m going to have HIV everyone is going to make fun of me and treat me like a diseased leper. What have I done! I laid there like that for about 10 minutes and decided I was going to get up and get packed and leave. I wasn’t going to stay and do this again. I got up and got packed but before I left to my car, I started to relax and talked myself into staying. Later that night I got a message from Tim. Tim: hey Me: hey Tim: we are out of ice, want me to stop by? Me: Yes! Tim came back by and said his knee was hurting from earlier so he laid on his back and told me to strip. I started taking off my clothes and Tim pulled his cock out of his sweat pants and grabbed some lube and began to jerk off his cock. He threw the lube to me and told me to lube up, which I did. He then told me to “Come here” so I climbed on the bed and straddled him. We began to kiss and he stopped me Tim: My cock is so poisonous right now, so fucking dangerous. You sure you want it? Me: Yes! Tim: then grab it and take it. Ride my fukken dick until you take all that poz load I reached back and grabbed his dick and aimed it towards my hole and slide back on it slowly. It hurt pretty bad after earlier today my ass was really sore, but I kept going, sliding down on it until it was all the way in and then I stopped for a second trying to relax and get used to it and then I started ridding his dick. I wanted him, I wanted his dick and I wanted his poz cum. It lasted longer than this morning, and it started hurting but soon I felt him unloading a torrent of hot toxic jizz inside of me. I got off him him and bloody cum just poured out of me. Tim: oh man! You’re going to end up poz this weekend after all Then he got up and left me lying there and again I began to cry thinking about what he had just said. So I made up my mind that I would leave first thing tomorrow and again by the time morning came I had changed my mind. I didn’t hear from Tim again until that night. Tim: We have been out sight-seeing all day, if you can call it that in Kansas lol Me: lol, yeah pretty flat Tim: we leave first thing in the morning tomorrow. Me: ok Tim: I don’t want to leave you, I thought about you all day today. Me: I thought about you too! Tim: We should have one more time together Me: Ok! Tim: and make it special Me: how so? Tim: do you trust me? Me: yes Tim: do you want me? Me YES! Tim: ill be there shortly Tim knocked on the door about 15 minutes later and said his husband was in the shower and he coudlnt wait any longer. He pulled me in tight and kissed me Tim: I want you so bad! Me: I want you Tim: I wish we could be together Me: I do too! Tim: we can make it so we will always be together Me: how? Tim just pulled me and kissed me and we made our way to the bed with clothes coming off along the way. I was laying on my back and he started rubbing my cock and then down to my hole and started to finger me without lube. It hurt but I didn’t stop him. It was incredibly uncomfortable and then his finger nails started to scratch me inside. I was trying to keep it in, but it hurt really bad so I eventually let out an “ow!” and he pulled out his finger and told me to look at it as it had blood all over it. I had my legs spread wide and he was laying between my legs and then he got up on his knees and squirted to lube down my ass crack and pushed into my hole and then he pulled out a knife Me: what the fuck is that for! Tim: watch He grabbed the knife and made a cut down the shaft of his hard cock and watched as it started bleeding. He smeared the blood all over his dick and then grabbed some lube and lubed up his cock. Then he laid down on top of me and started kissing me again and making thrusting motions with his hip. It wasn’t long before I was getting back into it and ready and soon I felt his cock pushing against my hole. Tim: do you really want me? Me: yes I do Tim: I want you too! Do you want us to be together Me: yes baby! Tim: no, I mean do you really want us to be together Me: I do! I fucking want you so bad Tim: your ass is bleeding badly; my cock is bleeding badly. If you grab my cock and slide it inside of you, it will be like injecting my blood into your blood and you will become poz and we can be together. If this is what you want, grab my cock and slide it in you now. Without hesitation I reached down and grabbed his cock and aimed it towards my hole and kissed him as he pushed his cock inside of me. He pushed it all the way in and sat there kissing me, injecting me with his positive blood. After a few minutes he began fucking me harder than ever before. Each stroke knocked my breath out and I could feel my insides ripping and the soreness of my ass intensifying. What he said was true, I was being pozzed this very moment and I wanted it, I wanted him He shot his load inside of me and collapsed on top of me catching his breath and then got up, got dressed and started to walk out and as he walked out, he said one more thing to me: Tim: now we will be together forever I thought he wanted us to be together, but it turned out he just wanted to poz me. I had no idea that was his plan the entire time. I had no idea he was pumping himself with dangerous amounts of Viagra and Cialis to get hard, it wasn’t because “I made him hard” it was the drugs. I had no idea he wasn’t married, and this was all some story that he uses to make people trust him. It was all part of a plan and it worked perfectly.

Now I’m usually a bottom but every now and then I get in a topping mood and the need to breed is all I can think about. That urge hit me hard the other day so I got on Grindr (changed my position from bottom to top first😉) and ended up finding a cute 5’2” 120lb Asian boy with a plump little bubble butt. A couple messages later and I’m at his place. Once inside we start making out as he leads us to the bedroom. He drops to his knees and undoes my pants as I take off my shirt. He pulls my 7” cock out and slowly starts to blow me, but it’s too slow so I grab his head and start push my cock all the way down his throat. He gags and pulls off for a second before he’s back sucking deeper and faster. We end up on the bed in a 69 position with me rimming his smooth bubble butt. He was enjoying my beard tickling around his hole when I told him to get on all fours. I give his hole and my cock some more spit then start pumping my cockhead into him. When I’m about halfway inside him I pause for a second then slam the rest of my cock balls deep inside him. He shouts “Fuck yeah pound me!” And that’s all I need to hear I start long dicking him hard and fast moans and grunts of pleasure coming from both of us. Some 30mins, and a few positions later, I tell him I’m close. All he says are the magic words “Breed Me” I slam balls deep and shoot my 3 day load inside him. As I start to come down from my climax he starts to cum and the spasms from his hole works my cock to another climax, a few more thrusts and I deposited my second load inside him. After we catch our breath he says we should hookup again I say yeah but in my head I’m thinking I’ve satisfied my topping urge for awhile but who knows lol

Tyler, like most young, sex-driven men, will want to experience the orgasm that Walter gave him from sucking and massaging his feet again. Wanting to keep his new fetish from his frat bros, he will continue to "see" Walter, and Tyler will rationalize that "being with Walter" is a part of achieving the enormous pleasure of the newly discovered sexual fetish. Tyler's evolution to becoming a poz power bottom has begun... ☣️😈

Violence has a negative connotation, I think that’s really the objection here, as it implies forced on someone. We ALL know faggots live for this type of action, many times frustrated as there aren’t that many tops to being with and to top it off, not all of us tops are into rough fucking.

Yeah, Drew is extremely masculine in manner and looks. He acts masculine when I fuck him. After all it doesn’t get more manly than two men fucking. We fuck hard and long and are drenched in sweat by the time we shoot our loads.

This is based in 1995, while pep was technically available at the time it was a new concept, not as effective, and definitely not well known. Also it would be highly unlikely that young straight frat guys would be aware of it.

I still plan on finishing the “reconnecting with my gay uncle” story. But going forward, all my future stories will be based around the 90s. I like to keep things in my stories believable or at least avoid pushing the boundaries of what I personally can suspend my disbelief for. That being said, writing the types of stories I like gets challenging setting them in the modern day because the prevalence of PrEP and undetectable statuses just makes the presence of HIV feel too safe and benign. Like a wild animal that got old and domesticated and lost its fangs. But the 90s were definitely a golden age of risk for naive young men venturing into the shady world of anonymous gay sex. Where a poz guy’s dick still had teeth, so to speak. I may have only been a small child in the 90s, but I remember enough to create stories in that era with authenticity.

It would be nice to start all of this to say I had no idea when I entered the Bathhouse what Bug chasing and Neg/Poz sex was about. That would make all of this look innocent.That I had no idea what might happen and that I was forced into this against my will, almost. That would be a total lie though. Do you notice how many stories and porn stories with pozzing as it’s main subject , always have a guy slightly unwilling, naive or duped into becoming a poz slut? That was not me . I was no victim. I wanted that poz cum in me when I went into the bathhouse. I selected that bathhouse because the reviews had mentioned lots of shady men and bareback sex. More than one review mentioned guys with veins popping out and breeding going on. It was a magnet to me. The moment I saw a comment, that some guy had got pozzed there, I knew I had to go. Like a moth to the fucking flame, I was at the door of the bathhouse to get fucked poz This night I walked into the small bathhouse with purpose. I had seen an ad , an ad for a guy to be pozzed and like the voyeur and slut I was, I had to see, I had to go .I barely noticed the guy who smiled as I gave him my money , when I walked in. I asked where the Steamroom was , he replied . I walked to the lockers and I quickly undressed and wrapped a towel around me. The Steamroom was downstairs. I ignored everything else and tried to find it That is where the young guy in the Bareback Ad online had said he would be. He wanted to be Poz. The ad had 14 replies. At least 5 fully poz guys with no medication answered. The bottom was 19 and you could tell many guys would go just because he was young. I went because I knew one of the guys going. He wasn’t poz and he had fucked me before, but he was hot and so the young guy had readily accepted the request and told him when and where it was happening . The same bathhouse , with the same reputation and here I was outside the Steamroom. I put my towel on the hook outside the room. There were only about 4 other towels on hooks. I walked in. The first thing I noticed was not being able to see .It took a moment for my eyes to adjust and even then all I could see was shadows . What was surprising or really not ,was how few shadows there were and how none of the shadows seemed to be engaged in anything resembling sex. Before I could sit down on a bench, I saw a shadow lurch towards me. It was my fuckbud . In an angry whisper he said to me “ I knew it was you. That fucking stuck up slut never came. He bailed. They nearly always do. “ with that he walked out. Silence, darkness and heat and what was I clutching, oh yeah the poppers. I sat down. Part of me knew he wouldn’t turn up. It was all too much of a fantasy and what was I hoping anyway? To watch him be pozzed . Why never me ? I was thinking of all of this when I noticed a sudden movement near me. One of the shadows started moving towards another shadow and started speaking. “Well fuck it , if I am not going to gift someone I am going to the pub.” The guy he was talking to laughed. “ These fucking flakes, you know it is all just bullshit” then it happened. I don’t know if it was poppers or fear or darkness or that I was desperate ,but I heard myself speak. It was so lacking in confidence , but it was me, there was no doubt. “I am Neg. I would love to be charged Poz.” There was silence. I had no idea how many people were in the Steamroom. Including me , maybe 5? Silence . Nothing. Then one of the voices spoke. “You want my Poz seed?” “Fuck yeah “ I replied. Out of darkness I felt a hand. It lightly brushed my cock, then I felt myself being lifted up as the hand went under my balls and started to search my ass. “Fuck yeah ,Poz him “ someone said out of the darkness. I was both terrified and exhilarated. Out of the steam the shape of a fat cock came into view and my mouth opened as the hand beneath my balls started to lift me up, still searching my ass. I knew i was about to be lost . I grabbed the poppers and held it against my nose and sniffed hard. At that moment someone grabbed me and took the poppers out of my hand and while I tried to get them back started to turn me around towards the wall. I could hear myself breathing , talking to myself “ Fuck what are you doing ? “ I said to myself . “Don’t stop relax you want this ,”the other part of me said. Then my voice came out again “Poz my Neg ass” There were groans . I could hear people jerking off and then suddenly I saw a small man with a crix belly . He had a big fat cock. He had veins out everywhere that I could see. He had the “look”. Now it was my turn to groan. He came close to my ear and loudly whispered “ I was going to ask if you were sure” He said , “ but we both know you are.. slut “ He disappeared behind . I felt someone spread my legs . I couldn’t tell who. Suddenly as out of nowhere I felt my bottle of poppers against my nose. I sniffed it in hard, as it was taken away again .I relaxed and lent back, but started to feel a dick start to probe my ass. I panicked. Had I even lube up there?. But then I could feel the cold distinct feeling of lube being rubbed in my ass. Just as I felt this I felt a guy’s cock behind push into me hard. I groaned hard. I almost panted. I could hear groans around the room and the loud sounds of wanking. I was terrified and in heat. I hoped and feared it was the crix guy behind me,but both of us were panting and the pain and the pleasure kept up . My moaning was becoming loud, like some bitch in heat I was. Someone opened the Steamroom door and closed it. The heat started become hard to bear. Still I was bent towards the wall. The shadows seemed closer, the groans and the jerking. Someone groaned loudly and came on the floor. This made everyone louder. I was lost. “Make me pregnant” I yelled. “Charge me “ The door kept opening and closing . There was a loud groan and suddenly stillness behind me. “ You got my babies mate” and he laughed. At that there was a loud groan of “Fuck yeah” . I thought it was from some other guy, but it was me. A dick left, another one replaced it . I was being converted.i loved it The guy with Crix came up beside me again. “Tonight your going to be fucked up. “Please fuck me “i yelled . “ I already made you pregnant mate. The guy fucking you now is the guy who let you in and he has never taken meds. You will be truly fucked up by the end of this.” I don’t know how long I was there. I don’t know how many loads I had. Eventually I ended up at the showers. Everyone I passed smiled. Others would smile and pat me on the butt. I was humiliated. I was in heat . I could still feel cum inside me. It was still going down my leg .I went upstairs and dressed. As I went to the front door dressed ,the guy who let me in smiled. “Do you need a water. You must be dehydrated .”He handed me a bottle. I offered to pay . “ Are you kidding , after the floor show you put on tonight. Everyone should be buying you drinks” . I looked him over. He didn’t have the look . He smiled and almost blushed. “ Hey bud don’t worry I have it and you have well and truly been infected” . It was my turn to blush. “ I um.. “ I managed to stammer. The guy had a broad smile on him. “ I may not be obvious, but you are. As soon as you walked in I thought yep he wants the bug. When your friend left he was pissed because the 19 year old wasn’t there. He told me that at least you would be pozzed tonight. I mean that is how it always happens”. I was abit confused. He looked me in the eye and said “ There is no 19 year old begging to be pozzed that has an ad out to meet at this place. I place it, every couple of weeks , a different one. Sometimes they are 25, sometimes 30. Always hot. Always desperate to be pozzed.” “But why ?“ I stammered out “ Because it drums up business. People always come. The Tuesday night used to be dead. Now we have people crawling all over the place. The 19 year old may not be here, but someone always leaves converted. Someone always leaves with the Gift. Tonight that guy is you.” My legs felt weak, but I could feel my dick get stiff. “ In a couple of weeks hopefully you will take “ he said. “ The next time I put out an ad for a hot 27 year old you can be there and help convert a newbie . Someone like you . But if you don’t convert you can be that newbie. Can I sign you up for a membership for this bathhouse?” “Sold” I yelled too quickly. “ I want to be a member “. He smiled “ This week you are the newest member”

Yesterday I met up with the same guy I fucked on Saturday. The last time I came was in this guys ass 4 day ago so my balls we’re getting aches. Asian guy 5’7” about 140lb with a perky little ass. I get to his place after I get off work and we head to the bedroom. Like last time we make out as we undress and get on the bed. We get in a 69 position as he sucks my cock and I eat his tight little hole. He turns around and with just his spit at lube slides down my cock. He rides me for a bit till I roll him on his back and pump away. A few minutes later I’m breeding him with his knees by his head. We take a quick break as we make out some more then it’s time for round two. He climbs on top and rides me again for a while we fuck in a few more positions till he’s face down in the bed as I’m hammering away at his hole. He moans for me to “breed me again”. And that’s all I need to hear as I bust another load balls deep. We take a quick break then go to the shower to rinse off. He soaps my body up and my cock gets hard again. He smiles seeing my hard on and asks “are you ready again” I give a quick yes and spin him around shoving his face against the wall and shove my cock in his ass again. I fuck him harder and faster then the other 2 times as he’s moaning “yes, yes, oh fuck me yes” a few minutes later I’m pumping my third load into him. We finish showering and I get dressed we have a final kiss and discuss when we can meet up again. When I get home I rest for a bit but I’m still horny so I end up jerking off and cumming 1 more time. All in all I busted 4 loads in about 2 hours. 3 of them up his hole. It was a pretty good day and I’m looking forward to the next time we can meet.

CONTINUED After a moment, the porch light came on and my uncle opened the door, unlike the previous night, he was fully clothed, but his muscled body fit his cloths perfectly. He said, “Hey, how are you. Welcome, come in.” Steve and I stepped through the door and proceeded to the couch. My uncle asked, “Aren’t you going to introduce me?” I replied, “This is Steve, he is Jeff’s friend. The two of them spoke earlier today and we though we might stop by after work. I hope that isn’t a problem.” He replied, “Not at all, I just hope you’re not all worked out.” Slyly Steve said, “I’m just starting to get worked up.” My uncle responded, “Could I offer you two a drink?” I said, “A drink? How about a couple of drinks?” My uncle replied, “I see its in the genes.” I said, “I luv what’s in our jeans. In both of your jeans!” Next words out of my uncles mouth was, “Looks like I better make all our drinks a double. Jack fine?” I said, “Absolutely” as we followed him into the kitchen where it all began the night before. I sat in one chair while Steve, the blond muscle stud cook, leaned back in the other chair with his legs spread wide and a grin on his face. My uncle returned with the Daniels for us, we saluted each other and began to drink. As Steve took a drink with the glass in his right hand, his left hand began to slowly message his crotch. As he did, you could see a hard outline of the monster cock he wielded begin to grow. It was no wonder he was so popular at school. He knew exactly what he was doing and he had honed his craft. Uncle said, “So what you two up to?” Steve quickly replied, “No good.” Uncle replied, “Sounds good to me.” I said, “Sounds fantastic to me.” “So Steve, what do you like to do?” He replied, “I like to get my cock sucked and then jam it in a hole and work it hard.” Uncle responded, “Right to the point. So you’re a top? I’m a top too.” I thought, there goes my hole again. Still sore from the night before, I took another stiff belt of Jack Daniels. As we talked, it turned out that Steve, a player, had fucked a number of the college bros at the local university. His treasure trail was well worn. I looked over again at his crotch and with all the rubbing, he now had a wet spot in his jeans where his cock ended. I turned to him and said, “My muscles require high protein intake.” He said, “Come and get some.” I got out of my chair, knelt on the floor before him, unbuttoned his jean and discovered he wasn’t wearing any boxers. His tanned, smooth young man meat popped out and stood erect. I quickly opened wide and wrapped my tongue and lips around his shaft. The sweet taste of precum filled my senses as I swirled my tongue around the tip of his impaler. As I began to work his man tool, he removed his shirt exposing a carved smooth muscled chest with tan nipples. At the same moment, my uncle removed his shirt and unbuttoned his jeans. The young stud looked over and saw the older stud and in that moment he recognized that he had met his future self, the ultimate Alpha males. He would arrogantly show his developed fucking skills, while at the same time, watch the older stud and learn techniques only years of experience could provide. Steve grabbed the back of my head and shoved me head down to the base of his muscle cock and began to work my throat. As he began to face fuck me, he turned an grinned at my uncle. My uncle stood up, turned and walked out of the kitchen. Steve let go of my head and I moved to lick his light blond treasure trail up to his chest. I swirled my tongue around his nipples and licked the cavern between his muscle chest. This young alpha male had earned his cockiness. He was hot, knew he was hot, and enjoyed working his sexuality. His lean chiseled wrestlers bod oozed total dominator. As I stood to remove my cloths, I turned and saw my uncle standing in the doorway, naked, not yet erect, but ready to go another round. The 31 year old stud alpha male’s presence demanded attention. He watched as I stripped and then reached for some more Daniel’s. Steve remained leaning back in the chair, his cock at full mast. My uncle motioned for us to go to the front room. I knew what that meant and my hole flexed. Steve stood up, grabbed some Daniel’s for himself, and we went to the living room. As we approached the couch, I noticed lube and poppers on the coffee table. Not hesitating, I reach for the poppers and opened the bottle. Placing my finger to one side of my nose I hot a strong sniff, knowing that I needed to relax my hole for the pounding that was about to occur. Steve reached for lube and thoroughly rubbed a generous coating on his cock and then sat on the sofa. At that moment I realized that all the teasing in the galley at work was over, I was about to get railed by the young stud. I turned and as I moved over his cock, he grabbed my hips and worked my hole down to his base. Still loose from the night before I was ready for a thrashing. His strong hands pulling my body down on his cock, and bodily strength thrusting his meat upwards caused me to gasp for air and groan. As Steve began to dominate my hole, I looked over and saw my uncle beginning to rub his monster cock. Round two was about to begin. He walked over, pulled me off Steve’s cock, turned me around and I began to clean the tool which I had ridden. As I did leaned over I felt an even larger weapon at the entrance to my hole. I knew exactly what that meant. As Steve once more grabbed by head and force his meat down my throat, I felt my uncle’s cock enter my hole and begin to drive deep. Caught between two alpha males I was not going to walk right for a week. As my uncle continued to thrust deep the slapping of his balls against my ass was a sound that got me harder and harder. I could taste Steve getting close as the pre-cum salted my lips. I swirled my tongue around his enormous cock and his force on my head grew more aggressive. As he arched back, he began to shot his load. I sucked down each drop. Pulled my head off so that I could see cum dripping of the tip and licked each protein filled drop off his shaft. I continued to suck is as he moaned. Not long after my uncle’s firm hands on my hips got tighter as he began to shoot his load deep down my guts. Thrusting back and forth I could feel his cock pumping load after load into my sloppy hole. The top alpha male was teaching the younger alpha how to properly use a man. As he pulled out I could feel my hole gaping wide as the cum dripped down my leg. I reach back with my hand to scoop up his hot load and licked my hand tasting every warm cum bit of his man juice. As lay exhausted on the coach, my uncle told Steve next up was a foursome with his friend. For this, we would go downstairs to the dungeon.

Next Day Back at work the next night, Steve, the young blond muscle cook, said that he had spoken with his buddy that morning and he told him about what had gone on at my uncle’s house. I didn’t know what to say. I focused on getting steaks out and making sure the waitresses were happy. We were behind the counter and only visible from the waist up. With the tongs in his right hand he would put steaks on the plate and then in the window while with his left hand he was slowly rubbing his crotch. His broad shoulders, tiny waist, tanned skin and well defined arms were distracting. He began to once again lift his shirt so that his light blond treasure trail was visible. As he leaned over the counter his crotch would rub on the metal prep station. He glanced over with a devilish grin while licking his lips. I continued to work but after a short while I said I needed his help in the walk-in to pull some boxes of steaks to thaw. We went into the walk-in, I turned and placed my hand on his crotch to discover a rock hard totem pole. I whispered in his ear, “after work”. We went back into the galley and continued to pump out steaks. When the shift ended, I turned and said, “let’s go.” We went out the back door of the kitchen and to the vehicles. I turned and said, “Listen, I’m going to my uncle’s for a stop on the way home. Want to go with me?” He turned and said sure. I responded, follow me in your truck. He grinned and shock his head yes. Immediately I felt my cock begin to rise in anticipation of what could be cumming. It was Saturday night and I didn’t know if my uncle was home or what would be happening if we surprised him. Going for it, I hopped in my car and began to drive with the young muscle stud in tow. My heart was pounding knowing that this young stud was about to show me what he was made of. Muscle, no body fat, spring in his step, cocky as hell, this had all the makings of a sweaty uninhibited fuck session where all holes were filled. As I pulled up to the house, I noticed the light on in the front room and only his car in the driveway. Steve pulled up behind me, got out of his car. I grabbed whiskey from my trunk and Steve joined me as we approach the front door. It was 10:30 pm. I rang the door bell.

The Barber had me psychologically hooked. He pressed all the right buttons. Some how it was a turn on taking the chance of getting fucked with a big poz cock. He wrote a note saying he was undetectable and there was only a slim chance of getting pozzed , but still a chance seeing how he breeded me deep in my ass.. he said he wanted to fill me up with his big poz cock again. The risky sex had me turned on . I had just taken my first poz load. I figured there was no turning back now. Especially now that I was hungry for his big poz cock. Just thinking about his big poz cock and the way he would talk to me , making me admit I needed his big poz cock would make my cock hard as a rock. I emailed the barber saying I needed another breeding soon..He wrote back saying he was ready.. I wrote back " cum over after work and fuck me on my bed ".. He writes back " I'll be over 8 sharp , leave your door unlocked and be on your bed , ass up and waiting." I did as the barber said , 8 o'clock sharp and I hear the door open. I call out to cum back to the bedroom. I'm naked on my stomach with ass up as ordered. He comes in and takes his clothes off. His big poz cock is raging hard. He says " you need it don't you boy." I said "yes , I need it" He say's " Tell daddy you want my big poz cock deep." I said " I need your big poz cock deep !" He gets up behind me on the bed and starts rimming my ass with passion . He had my hard cock bent back behind me and stroked it as he rimmed my ass.. It felt so damn good , I was totally ready to get fucked in the ass.. He tells me to flip over and he straddles my chest. He grabs his cock and rubs it back and forth across my lips. He commands " beg for it !" I said " please let me suck your big poz cock sir." Just what he wanted to hear me say.. He puts the head up to my mouth as I eagerly wrap my lips over his cock head. I was hungry for his big cock . He slowly starts fucking my mouth. The familiar taste of his precum was on my tongue as I swirled my tongue around the head and down across the underside of his big cock. He pulls away after a couple minutes. He didn't want to cum too quickly.. He soon lies on his back and tells me to mount his big poz cock.. Being smooth I loved the feel of his hairy body as I straddled over his big poz cock that was so fucking hard across his stomach. My hands rubbing his hairy chest.. He guides his cockhead up to my hole and rubs it back and forth. I stayed still enjoying the feel of his cock head on my sphincter. I could feel his precum making it slick. Soon his precum made it slick enough to for the head to go in. His cock head is so fucking big it takes a few minutes. It hurts a little but soon I'm relaxed and the head is in. He pushes his cock inside me with little strokes. Slowly but surely working his big poz cock up my ass.. He say's " tell me you love my big poz cock up your ass!" I said it " I love your big poz cock up my ass!" Soon it was all the way in balls deep. My cock was throbbing hard and leaking precum. My precum had started running down my cock .. As I pulled up off his cock but still leaving the head in , I used my own precum on his shaft before sitting back down on his cock. I started to ride it and massage his balls at the same time to help build up a big load of seed .. Soon I had loosened up and we were fucking .. The barber massaged my ass as his big poz cock kept pumping my ass. I leaned back sitting on it , taking all of it in , as deep as it would go.. .. Soon we switched positions as he wanted to fuck me from behind to shoot his poz load.. I laid on my stomach and he laid on my back driving his big poz cock as deep as he could get it and he kept it in deep , fucking me good . I could feel his shaved balls rubbing my ass with each stroke as his cock . He plowed my insides , banging and massaging my prostate with his big cock head .. The Barber say's " you know if you keep taking my loads deep , it's probably inevitable you'll get pozzed." I said " I know." He took that as a green light to be my gifter and says " it might as well be me that pozzes that ass." He picks up the pace. He starts to breath heavy. I knew he was ready to shoot his poz seed . Barber says " you ready for daddy's poz load !" I said " yes ,shoot it deep!" Soon I could feel his cock pulsating streams of cum deep in my ass.. With each spurt of cum he would grunt and shake , jerking his body as his cock twitched with each spurt of poz cum. He whispers in my ear " good boy , take daddy's poz load" I couldn't help but moan and squeeze his cock as he shot his poz load.. His cock stayed hard and he kept fucking my ass non stop.. Barber say's " I'm so fucking horned up I'm gonna pump another poz load in you." My ass was now really slick from the first load. He starts talking dirty again and say's "absorb my dna , I'm making sure your prostate is absorbing my poz seed ." I took his ass fucking like a true bottom boy.. soon I was close , he was pounding the spot.. Then it was my turn , as he plowed me streams of cum shot from my cock. I moaned and moaned as I shot off a huge load .. He knew I was cumming and kept plowing my ass. I moaned and twitched each time his cock went deep. With each spurt my ass involuntarily clamped down on his cock. He was soon ready to shoot another poz load deep in my ass. He rubbed my back , his back arched as he shot his next load as deep as he could by keeping his big poz cock as deep as he could get it.. I could feel his cock pulsating another orgasm in my ass.. He laid on my back keeping his cock inside me as he caught his breath. He kissed my neck and held me down for 10 minutes before he pulled out , making sure I absorbed his poz seed. My ass was good and fucked and felt wide open from his big cock , cum was running down my balls.. I got up and douched while he washed his cock off. He put his clothes on and left saying he would be back to poz my ass again.. I felt owned and there was no turning back..

I love it now, but remember being a bit put off the 1st time I fucked a guy who got my pubes all cummy. I did dive right in after his previous fucker pulled out, but it still caught me off guard.

Another couple of great chapters. Seems like the perfect time for a Poz DP before he leaves the office.

So the last 2 days I’ve topped 2 different bottoms. The first was on Friday he found me on Grindr asking if he could blow me. I’m usually a bottom but I like a good blowjob so figured why not and went over to his place. He’s about 5’6” 140lb perky little butt and a killer smile. We make out for a bit before he leads me to the couch and pulls my shorts off. He drops between my legs and slowly swallows my cock swirling his tongue around the head, it’s a good BJ and I’m enjoying myself. About 5min pass when he stands up and completely undresses then takes the rest of my clothes off. He grabs my hand and says “follow me” as he leads us to his bedroom. I lay down on the bed as he gets on top of me in a 69 position my cock in his mouth and his perky ass in my face. I don’t even hesitate I start rimming his tight hole licking and fingering getting it nice and wet. He turns around and places my cockhead at his hole and tells me “I just want to feel the tip ok” he works my cockhead in and out of his tight hole a few times before we start making out again and the more we make out the more my cock slides deeper into him. It’s not long before my 7” cock is balls deep inside and he starts to fuck himself. He rides me a few minutes before I push him on his back and start plowing his hole. A few more minutes of that and I flip him over on his stomach and continue fucking till I tell him I’m getting close he just says “yes”, “breed me”, “give me that load”. I happily oblige bury my cock balls deep and bust my 2 day load inside him. We make out a bit more as we dress and exchange numbers. He wants regular breedings from me now. The second guy I found Saturday on Grindr as I was at work. We chat a bit and plan to meet up when I get off work. And during our conversation tells me he wants me to breed him. After the prior day’s events I figure why not the last time I came was in the other bottom so I’ll use this one to cum today lol. I get off work and get to his place he’s 5’7” 145lb Asian guy with another perky ass. We go to his room and undress as we make out. We get on the bed and he starts blowing me. Another talented cocksucker he works my cock for a few minutes before I move him on his back, push his perky ass up and start rimming and eating his hole. After I have my fill I lube up and slide into his tight hole I fuck him missionary, on his side, leg/legs on my shoulders, doggy, cowgirl, then finally with his head pushed into the mattress and ass in the air I breed him balls deep as well. He flips on his back with my cock still inside him as we make out he jerks his cock till he blows his load across both our chests. We go have a quick shower together, we make out as he washes my body. We get dressed and exchanged numbers as well, he wants regular breedings too haha I still wanna take loads myself but I also wanna keep breeding both of them, I enjoyed topping them, and just topping in general. Plus I’m really turned on by the idea of only cumming in a hole, no jerking off, which is what I do pretty much everyday lol

Was on vacation in Australia and checked out a bathhouse in Sydney. Had some excellent porn playing. Bareback. My partner and I grabbed a sling and he took his time fucking me raw in the sling. He made a real show of pulling out, stroking his first cum shot onto my hole, then plunged back inside. I was watching his cock, load and could feel the whole thing, while a very similar scene was playing on the big screen beside us. He had timed it perfectly. It was a bit of a show. But the show had attracted a crowd. All watching and stroking and fondling one another. A couple of the braver types were right in close, saw the cum shot and subsequent breeding. When my partner pulled out, he moved his cock up to my mouth for a cleanup. And sure enough, I felt another very thick and hard cock slide into my cummy hole for a nice slow fuck and deep breeding. He also fed me his cummy meat to clean, while another cock slide inside. The porn on the wall beside us with close up cocks, cummy holes, cummy cocks - that made it SO much hotter for me. And for my partner. A lot of the Aussie lads were uncut and it made it even hotter for me, as I love uncut raw cock. The videos were Treasure Island and Eric Videls and Bareback That Hole. VERY hot afternoon. I travel to Montreal often @muscmtl. I'd love to show you exactly how hot BB porn can make things even kinkier. Love your profile! Cheers

Love piss. Love drinking it from the tap, or even better, have funnel in ass then pissed in, then push that out and have a great drink of miss enema!

Good question. There's a lot more to it but short answer: some dominant tops enjoy the process of turning an alpha masculine man into their bottom bitch

Grindr hookup last night. He was a young Bear/Cub. He was cute and fuckin horny. We agreed that I’d fuck him raw and breed his arse. I had been fucking him for 20 minutes - he was a great ride. I was close and I grunted “I’m gunna cum” At that second he said “don’t cum in me” I heard him but my body couldn’t stop. My hips kept thrusting and I shot my load deep inside him. He wasn’t pleased but accepted that he didn’t give me any warning. I’d been up front that I intended to seed him even before I mounted him. To be honest I would have probably still cum in his arse even if he gave me plenty of warning. Am I bad? I just expected a raw fuck and Breeding.

I sat on the sofa and took the blonde’s dick down my throat as uncle positioned himself behind the young stud. As I gorged myself on the tan muscle boy cock my uncle began to move his giant dick-stained meat up and down the young stud’s crack and then slowly worked it into his spit lubed hole. My uncle pushed the jock’s head down while pulling his ass closer in and deeper down his shaft. As he did, I stood up, and the power-fuck began. As he squirmed in delight, with the man cock in his hole, the stud continued to suck my cock. This spit-roast continued unabated until sweaty hot, it was time for another shot of whiskey and poppers. I pulled from his mouth and stumbled into the kitchen to down some whiskey and snort more poppers. Now flying, returning I noticed the wrestler now sitting on the sofa. His lustful glance insisted that I was now to be the pig. I bent over and again began to suck that wrestler cock which was now dripping warm precum, my tongue lapping up every salty drip. As I did I felt against my hole the lubed shaft of raw meat. I slowly swallowed the blonde stud cock and allowed my hole to open wide. Though the initial pain caused me to gasp, I loosened to receive balls deep that monster man cock I had lusted for. My stud uncle grabbed my hips and began to work my hole, first slowly, rocking side to side and back and forth, and then furiously. He knew exactly how to pile drive without letting you cum. The sound of his balls slapping against my ass rang in my ears. First clearly, then after my hole loosened up, the sound of a sloppy fuck. Needing to recharge, as my uncle pulled out of my hole, the blonde stud pulled out of my throat and they exited for the kitchen, whiskey and poppers.

I reconnected with a local top who a few years back fucked 3 loads into me over the span of a few weeks but we stopped talking for whatever reason. Earlier tonight I managed to slip outside without notice and walked casually down the street before being silhouetted by headlights. Soon I was in the backseat of an explorer sucking cock while having one then multiple fingers inserted in my ass. Soon I straddled him wanting to guide his bare cock into my ass by my own volition, and I rode him enthusiastically and loudly as no one could hear. I ground my ass down and kissed him deeply when hot shot this load that is now still leaking out of me while I’m currently writing this. This tale and post are also thanks to the fact my wife is a very deep sleeper.

Ch.8 I don’t remember the journey here. The decision to come was more of an impulse. Now I’m here however, fingertip hovering over the buzzer. I can still turn away and try to forget everything. It’s not too “BZZZZZZZZZ!” Did I even press the button? The click tells me the door is open and I lean into it stepping forward. As I bring out my wallet to pay I notice the guy behind the counter has a knowing smirk on his face that I’ve certainly never seen before. I don’t really make eye contact as I mutter a greeting, take my towel and key, then head to the lockers. It’s still quite early. That much I definitely chose. Figuring it would be less busy and that I would have time to get my bearings a bit more. Maybe ever relax a little. Yeah that sounds like it might work. I strip and stow my clothes in the locker. Securing my key and wrapping my towel around me I head for the hot tub with an idea to unwind. I find the hot tub empty and wonder if maybe I’m the only one here at this time and I feel a certain tension go out of me. Maybe I was being stupid. Lightening doesn’t strike twice. That was a one off. Enjoy yourself, but be cautious is all. As these thoughts are all jockeying for position in my head I hang my towel and climb into the bubbling waters. If nothing else the hot water relaxes me in ways no amount of self justification can and I am soon leaning back in pure indolent style. The waters swirl around me and ease all tension out of my muscles. The light steam from the surface adds a dreamlike haze to the air and I am drifting with nothing on my mind at all. It is bliss. “Ahem!” My eyes flick open and I start, causing a splash. “Sorry. Didn’t mean to startle you. Just thought it more polite to announce myself than climb on in.” I really was out of it. It takes me a moment to focus on the owner of the voice. Quite tall, older and a little skinny but not bad all things considered. Closely cropped hair and a trim white goatee. As he turns to climb up into the tub I can’t help but glance at the salami between his legs. Dammit the man is gifted! He must have noticed me noticing him because he chuckles as he climbs in and makes absolutely no attempt to hide his cock as he gets comfortable. Is it my imagination or is it swelling and standing up as he slips himself into the water? He seats himself opposite me and reaches his arms along the sides of the tub as he leans back to relax. Almost mirroring me exactly. I try not to stare at him but it has become obvious that he is watching me constantly. A slight smile playing across his mouth. Everything about him says ‘genial old gentleman’ but something in his eyes is positively yelling ‘Wolf.’ “Been soaking long?” “Ummm not really, haven’t long been here.” “Ahh, just relaxing. Good, good!” As we converse he shifts a little and I think I feel the play of his foot against my calf under the water. I tense a little but don’t move. “Seems pretty quiet tonight. I must admit I never thought I’d see anyone like you here.” “I, uh, just sort of...it was a last minute decision to come.” “Quite right. Nothing better than letting the impulses drive once in a while.” Again that smile. Not exactly humourless, just more.. hungry. That foot is sliding higher and with the water, and the location and the memory of that quick glimpse of what he’s carrying my own cock is very quickly at full mast only hidden by bubbles. He is staring at me now as his foot strokes gently up and down my leg and I make no effort to stop or resist his advances. As his toes slide along my thigh I spread my legs a little and he presses his foot directly onto my now throbbing cock. I groan and lean my head back. He stops. I open my eyes and he is slowly rising out of the pool. “I heard about a young man who was here the other day.” I think I must have gone pale. “Yes. This young man proved to be Very popular with, well, everyone. Yes?” He has stepped up onto the side and walked around until he is above me where he squats down right next to me and holy shit. His cock. Its huge and very fucking hard. I am staring at it as he talks. It twitches every now and again and there is a tantalising drop of precum beading at the tip. I lick my lips and I turn to face him, kneeling in the tub, between his spread legs. “Good boy.” I moan as I hear that. Like a switch inside me. Like I’m some sort of Pavlovian test I lean forward and begin to lick along his shaft. I lap from his dangling balls to the tip where I savour his precum before licking all the way over him again. He grunts an approving sound and leans back to allow me to worship his wonderful appendage. “Seems like you have found your calling.” He laughs a little as he says this but I can’t help but think maybe he’s right. I am a cocksucker. A fuckhole. Hard cocks are my purpose. As I slip my lips around his tip and begin to take as much of him as I can he puts a hand on my head and guides me down. I let my tongue play around him as I suck. Teasing his firm flesh and tasting each long hard inch of him. I realise I am moaning hungrily as I push down until he is right at the entrance to my throat. “Fuck you are good!” He coos approvingly as I begin to slide him in and out. Fucking my mouth with his cock and running my hands over him. Teasing him. Soaking that amazing dick with spit. After a few minutes he pushes my head off of his cock and he looks down at me. Leaning forward he kisses me and I respond enjoying the way he flicks at my tongue with his own. There’s no doubt I am his in this moment. That’s all it took. The sight of his hard cock and a good kiss and I’m needing to do anything for him.