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As we walked inside it didn't occur to me we were both still naked. I stopped and asked him to go back and he said, don't worry about it. Let's stay naked tonight together. I smiled back at him. We went inside and he started to pull out the salad from the fridge and I got the wine and plates and brought the pizza box to the table. I sat on the dinner table chair and felt cum start to flow out of my ass. "Oh crap sorry. Cum is leaking out of me" I said "Its ok relax. Its natural. I just came in you." he said scooping it up and sticking it in my mouth. I was more than willing then we kissed. We ate and shared our day. I gave more details of my visit at the clinic. After finishing dinner we cleaned up and went on the couch in the living room. It was more of a sofa so we were right next to each other drinking beer. "So how do you feel now" Rick asked "Confused and emotional" I said I told him that I felt for Jane and will try and call her later tonight. But more at the forefront of my brain was that I had taken to loads from him and I had PEP and wasn't sure what to do next. "Do you think this is what you wanted?" Rick asked "You mean having someone fuck me with HIV and cum in me?" I asked "Ok we can start there. Tell me more" Rick said "If you asked me that before I moved in here or even last week I would say hell no. But then I had never had sex with another man before. Until I met you." I said. He reached out and put his hand on mine. I went on to share that I had some sex with men before which made me realize maybe I liked it but never did it for social or other reasons. I mean I liked fucking girls and eating pussy but maybe I'd never truly tried sex with men, I didn't know what I was missing. I paused for a few seconds. "But the more accurate question for me is - Do you mean if I wanted you to fuck me and cum in me. That's where it gets complicated" I said softly like a girl admitting feelings for her man. He squeezed my hand and moved his hand to rest on my thigh. My hand moved onto his. "Go on" Rick said softly "I feel so connected with you this last week. You have awakened so many feelings, thoughts, desires, sexual experiences." I said "And I am attracted to you. I find you handsome and sexy. You arouse me like haven't been before. You make me feel beautiful and sexy. I want to give myself to you so much. I am just scared. "i said "I understand that fear. I had it too. I feel for you Dan. You are so handsome and beautiful. Your body is so sexy and tight. "Go on" he said "I feel taking your cum in me is a way to get a stronger connection to you and honestly a way to give myself to you" I said to him. I felt like a bride giving her virginity to a man for the first time. "But I am scared of getting HIV then AIDS. I don't know I am torn. I feel like I shouldn't want that" I said "Want what? Be specific" he said he pulled away his hand. I paused and thought for a minute. He waited patiently not touching me at all. "I am scared of your HIV positive cum in me..and...." I said not finishing but going on to my next thought "Can I ask about Jeff. How did you meet him and you said he waited so long?" I said "I get you being scared. As for Jeff its a bit of a story" Rick said He went on to tell me he met Jeff on an online hook up app. Rick's profile showed he was an unmedicated POZ with a high viral load. My eyes got wide when I heard that, not sure why. Maybe fear as it settled in that he had a high viral load. Jeff wanted to hook up and take his seed. Rick wanted him to make sure he knew what he was getting into as once they met there was no turning back. They met for coffee and Rick asked him for his ID. He faked his 19 yr old age online as he was only 17. Rick ended the meeting shortly after telling him once he made 18 in a few months they could meet again. Jeff would try and chat with Rick. He also bought access to Rick's photos including his huge cock and one showing him shoot a huge load. Rick would respond on a occasion. Rick finally met with him a day after he turned 18. They met and talked about fucking and Rick pozzing him. Rick made sure on what Jeff wanted. Did he just want to fuck bare (only option and poz cum included) or did he want to make sure to convert or something else. They were different things. Jeff was just horny and wanted to clearly fuck. He wasn't sure or didn't think that far about converting. Rick said Jeff was super horny and at least wanted to suck his cock. So they went back to Rick's car and made Jeff blow him off in the car. It was his first time taking a cock that huge and he gagged and choked but finally got most of it down and Rick came in his mouth and made him swallow. While he was blowing Rick, he put his finger down into his ass which was tight but felt like he wasn't a virgin. Jeff said he used a couple of small toys before to get off. After Rick told him he will be in touch. Over the next few week they chatted online. Rick said he wanted to make sure the kid really knew what he was getting into. He told him to go to BZ and not just read the hot stories but real-life accounts of what it is like to really be HIV positive. It isn't a fairy tale. It is real life. Jeff agreed and did so. He said he loved the sight and jacked off to the fiction and stories but also read those with HIV IRL. Rick told me he wanted to make sure Jeff knew what he was getting into if Rick was going to breed him. Finally the day came, actually that night I saw Rick fuck Jeff. "Can I ask why he said make him pregnant. Guys don't get pregnant." I asked Rick laughed, "Yes guys don't get pregnant in that sense but when a POZ top cums in a bottom, his DNA attaches to the bottom's body and infects his body and marks him. In some ways if he converts the bottom its like an egg and sperm creating something the bottom's body" Rick said "And that is what Jeff wanted to have my charged seed in him converting him" Rick continued "So if you convert me your DNA would be in me forever?" I asked "Yes it would be. I would always be a part of you and the virus would be both our DNA in you. I would impregnate you with my DNA. That's the pregnant part" Rick said looking at Dan. "That sounds wonderful but I am still confused. It is still HIV" I said "I don't know what's going on with me. A week or so ago I was straight with a gf now I have been fucked twice by you and have your POZ cum in me" I said "How does that make you feel" Rick asked "I don't know" I replied "Really, you sure", Rick said sternly "Perhaps the nurse at the clinic was right. Maybe you wanted my POZ cum in you. Making you pregnant." Rick said his hand on my thigh "No. That's not true, I don't want HIV" I said back starting to tear. "Are you sure", Rick said "Your body tells me otherwise" Rick said "Look at the precum leaking on you" he continued I looked down my cock was rock hard and throbbing, precum was leaking down my cock onto my balls and the couch. "Its ok to my POZ seed in you. Your body wants to have it. Its okay to be turned on to it" Rick whispered in my ear Rick how had his finger between my legs and my opened up to him spreading my legs and lifting my ass of the couch to give him access. We started to make out. "You don't have to decide right now, lets just enjoy the moment" Rick said I kissed him back and let go. Jane crossed my mind for a second and I felt bad but Rick was my main passion right now and he had me as his.

I went to the pharmacy on campus and picked up my prescription. When I went to the clerk I gave my name and birthdate. He was a young guy around my age. He had an earring on each ear. He was cute. Wait cute, I thought. I'm not gay. He saw the drug and looked at me. I felt self conscious. He clearly knew what it was for. He walked to the pharmacist asked him a question and the pharmacist pointed to the bin that had my script. He grabbed it. As he rang me up he looked me over. I felt even more self conscious as I felt the pharmacist look at me too. I looked back at him and smiled. He was an older guy in his early 50's actually handsome, bearish like guy. I paid my co-pay and left in a hurry. They knew I must've had sex with someone with HIV. Did they know it was a guy and not a woman? I ended up going up home early. It had been a long week. Rick wasn't home and I was relieved in some ways. I put the pills away and changed into swim trunks. As I was standing in front of the mirror, I looked at myself. I looked hot in the small swimsuit. I touched my ass and even pulled it up a bit to show more cheek. It made me aroused. I went in the back and jumped in the pool and went for a swim. As I swam in the pool I thought about the last few days. Having sex with Rick, seeing him breed the kid Jeff and even the flirting with Professor Post. All men. I was not just aroused but had sex with men. I was beginning to be attracted to men. Noticing men more, their features, their looks, details not to mention their cocks sticking out. Even the young clerks ass at the pharmacy. Or the older pharmacist who gave me a look. He was bald guy with a white beard and moustache. He had a stud earring. I got out of the pool and lay on the lounger. I continued my reflection. Before meeting Rick I had never noticed men, only women. Normally by now I would have banged Lisa at our office at least a few times. I was a hetero guy who luv to fuck women especially slutty ones like her. Even when I first met Jane she used to dress slutty. She would prance around the club in really short skirt and a g-string. Once again before we dates she grabbed my hand and placed it between her legs at the club under the table so her friends couldn't see. She had no panties under her skirt. But now, I am living with a gay man with HIV. He has played with my body. Hmmm yes played with it for sure like a toy. He really knows how to make my body sing. To feel things I have never felt before. Not just body pleasure but emotions and feelings and sensations. I could feel myself getting aroused thinking of how he touched me, caressed me, held me. His scents and the touch of his skin. I put my hand on my cock and rubbed it. It was rock hard now and leaking. It felt good to touch myself, lie here in a sunny shaded day by the pool. It was a long week. I awoke to Rick standing above me. "Hi sleepy head" he said "Hi. What time is it" I asked "5:30p. Looks like someone has started the weekend right" he said as he looked at my hand on my crotch. My cock was soft but was still on it. I moved my hand off. "Yeah you had some fun. You have a precum spot on your swimsuit" he laughed I looked up at him this gorgeous man to me wearing a white brief swimsuit with his huge cock pushing out. He grabbed it thru the swimsuit and stroked it. "Sorry looking at you in your swimsuit made me hard. You make me hard all the time my sweet Dan" he said smiling down at me I smiled back at him and started to touch myself. I was getting hard again. "So how was your day" he asked I told him how my day went part by part. He laughed when he heard about Lisa playing with my cock under the table. I also told him I went to the clinic to get checked out and get PEP. I told him I told the counselor I was confused and that the counselor kind of laid things out as he viewed it. He asked Professor Post if I had ever done anything with him. I told him now. He asked if I would and I said I wasn't sure. "Why not" Rick asked "I don't know. Maybe cause he is my boss. Also I know this sounds silly but not sure about us" I said softly "I am touched Dan. Do you feel we are a couple" he replied "No...I don't know. I don't think so. Actually no, I have a gf" I replied "Yes you do. And while you have one, you have jacked off with me, sucked me off and eaten my cum, and you let me suck you off and eventually fuck you and cum in you" he said "So again, do you feel we are a couple" Rick persisted "I don't know but I do feel attracted to you. And feel for you" I said softly "What do you feel" he said as he reached out and held my hand "You make me feel good, sexy, loved, attractive, wanted" I replied squeezing his hand back. "I feel for you to my sweet Dan. You are so gorgeous, handsome and sexy" he replied leaning over and kissing me. I opened my mouth and my tongue reached out to his wanting him. He moved and lay on me. We made out there for a few minutes kissing, and both our hands all over each others body. He pulled down my swimsuit and without warning went down on me and took me in hi mouth. I gasped and let out moan. Oh fuck it felt good. He left hand reached up and he stuck his finger in my mouth and I licked it and sucked it. Then he pulled it out and started to play with my nipples making me moan even harder. With his right hand he pulled off my suit and then started to work my balls. My legs automatically spread open and my ass lifted up. His finger found its way in. I still had lube and his cum in me so it slipped in easily. I moaned. "Ohhhhhhh" I let out loudly. My hand gripped his right arm holding on. His finger found my prostate and he started to work it. My hips pushed back trying to get more of his finger in me. The I felt him place a second finger in me. I winced a bit and felt his fingernail in me. It hurt a bit but he started to massage my inside I was moaning again. It felt so good the way he was working my inside. He then lifted my legs on his shoulder and put his cock at my ass. "You want me in you. You want me to take you, you need to say it" he said "Please fuck me, please. Take me" I said With that he pushed in to me. It hurt. I yelled out in pain. He wasn't gentle he pushed thru. I felt him hit that second spot again. It felt like he was in my stomach. "Ohh yeah, I am at your second hole. Your inner pussy boy. Its soo tight and warm. I can feel your ring squeeze my cock. Your hole is a natural pussy." he said as he pushed deeper into me. I moaned. His strokes started to make the pain subside and now there was pleasure. My hole was feeling alive and electric. I could feel each inch of his huge cock push in me and stretch my hole. My held fell back and I just started to moan loudly. "Yeah you've wanted this all day haven't you. Your cock is leaking all over your stomach. I can feel your pussy grab my cock and pull it in. " he said as he began to pick up his pace. As he started to do short strokes my legs pulled around his waist. I was moaning and breathing hard now. "What the fuck!!!" I heard a voice I looked over it was Jane. My gf was watching me get fucked by a man. "I knew something was up but not this. I thought you were fucking that whore in your office but your not. You're getting fucked by your landlord". I can't fucking believe this. Your gay?" she said. I could see tears coming down. She turned and ran out. Rick kept pumping in me all the while she yelled. He even smiled at her. I tried to reach out but he focused on my prostate and my 2nd ring and I couldn't move. It felt soo good I didn't want to stop. I reached out my arm to her as he fucked me but I was helpless, I couldn't muster the strength to have him stop fucking me. "You want me to stop" he asked "No please fuck me please" I replied moaning He smiled and rammed back in. He started to pick up his pace and I could feel his cock expand and spasm. I suddenly felt him shoot his cum in me. Spurt after spurt in me. As soon as I felt it, I also came moaning loudly. "Ohhhh i'm coming" I yelled out I felt his hot molten cum deep in my hole, my eyes rolled back in my head. He pumping me slowly grinding in me. As he kept hitting my prostate I felt my cum leaking out even after my orgasm. Our lips met and we kissed deeply our tongues dancing in my mouth. After we both calmed down he pulled his still stiff meat from me. I heard a pop. His cock was glistening with cum, my I guess ass juice and a little tinge of blood. He presented it to me and I sucked him without hesitation cleaning his meat and then sucking him trying to get more cum out of his balls. "HMMM I think I created a monster who luvs Daddy's cum" he said and I nodded sucking him. After I cleaned his cock we kissed again. As I calmed down from the high it hit me again. I had fucked a man with HIV and maybe even AIDS and I let his cum in me. And it felt good. And what about Jane? I feel like crap. Rick could see me thinking. "Lets go inside and eat dinner and talk" he said standing with his hand out. I grabbed hold and he led me inside. A new chapter starting in my life I thought.

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I woke up the next morning. My ass was sore both the entrance and my inside. I got up and went to the bathroom took a shower and got ready. As I came out of my bedroom dressed Rick was at the table having coffee. He asked that I join him. I grabbed some coffee and sat at the table across from him. "How are you doing" Rick asked "I am ok. Just sore." I replied "Don't worry it will heal" he said I nodded "How are you feeling" he asked "Confused" I replied "Do you want to talk about it?" Rick asked "Not sure. I don't know what to think. I thought about what you said last night" I replied and paused "You are right, I knew you have HIV and I knew we were making out. I enjoyed the way you played with my ass and my body. I just didn't stop and think. I was too in the moment" I said "Did you enjoy it" Rick asked "I did and my body did. But I did say not to cum in me." I said "Yes that's true and I am sorry I got carried away. But you also knew once I was in I don't pull out and I asked if you wanted me to stop and you didn't say anything." Rick said "You have up to 72 hours to get on PEP. You should go to the clinic and get some. I think that will ease your mind. As for us playing together, I don't want to force you into anything you are not wanting or ready for. Maybe we take a pause. Ok?" Rick said I nodded. He stood up and left the house to go to work. I got to work early. Professor Post came by me desk and chatted and gave me some things to follow up on. His crotch was eye level and he didn't change yet and was wearing his spandex biking shorts but it looked tighter. His cock was hard and you could clearly see the outline. It looked at least 8-9" and it was thick. I tried not to look. "Hello earth to Dan up here" he said smiling. I said sorry and took the papers he gave to me. He stepped a little closer to me so his crotch was literally 6-8 inches away from my face. I looked up at him towering over me. He looked down at his crotch and then I did. It was thick and he throbbed it making it move and then said "Hmmmm... It likes you". I started to blush. I was worried as there were other employees in the office but they couldnt see what was going on cause his back was to them and part of a cubicle wall was blocking their view. I noticed at the tip of his cock a ring like thing was sticking thru the spandex. I stared leaning in closer to look. He then stepped a little closer and pushed his crotch into my face. Both our motion at the same time placed my face in his crotch against his hard cock. I inhaled and smelled his crotch. It smelled musty, body odor like and also this aroma which was intoxicating. He looked down at me and I back up at him and he pointed to my crotch. My cock was hard and pushing thru my running shorts. "I like you in running shorts, keep that up in the office. Ok" he said in a quiet yet commanding way and I nodded. He stepped back and I could see a small wet patch the size of a dime at the tip of his cock. "Ok I want those reports by the end of tomorrow Dan" he said as he placed his folders in front of his bulge and walked away.

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Chapter 2 It was a month before Mason found himself inside those grey walls again, staring at the faces of the support group. The men who usually went first, went first; they gave the same speeches he'd heard a month ago, giving the same advice, relating the same anecdotes. Boring. The group leader had been watching Mason since he came back. Something about the boy looked different; not only was he sweating, jittering, and clearly exhausted, he seemed happy. As if he was proud of being sick. "Mason?" said the group leader. "You missed a few meetings. Anything you wanna tell us?" "Maybe." said Mason. "If nobody here gets upset." "I can promise that," said the group leader as the men around him nodded. "About a month ago, I went back to the saunas. Talking about what happened at the meeting... well, I couldn't help myself. I know what you're thinking—I must be disgusting to you. But I couldn't help myself. I caved. I found that guy and let him breed me. Let him... infect me." The room gasped. Mason looked ashamed, but couldn't wipe a sly grin off his face. "I wandered into the room and let him use me. I didn't ask for any of it, but he knew I wanted it. He split me in half. He made me huff poppers, smoke weed, drink, all of it. My mind was a pile of mush. By the time he said he was going to cum, I couldn't help myself. I just let him..." "I was horrified, but the feeling was electrifying. I used nothing but the worst, most disgusting porn I could find on BarebackBastards to get off. I couldn't help myself. By the time I got my test results, a part of me already knew. But something they don't tell you about getting the bug is just how horny you are afterwards. I mean, I wanted to suck everything. I wanted to fuck everything. I look at my Dad in the shower and I think, 'fuck, you better put that in me right now or I swear...'" "Mason, this is highly inappropriate!" shouted the group leader. "If you had a moment of weakness I understand, but you shouldn't glorify it. You've at least had doctor's visits? You've started taking the right medication?" "Yeah, yeah," said Mason. "Did it feel good?" asked a man from the crowd. He looked to be in his early 20s. "Adam!" "Every rope felt like a wave of pleasure. It was like he hijacked my nervous system." "There are ways to experience sex like that without those risks," said the group leader. "Alright, whatever! Mason, we'll talk next week. The rest of you, adjourned." Mason and Adam met at the crappy little buffet in the corner of the room. "Where'd this happen again?" asked Adam. "Oh, I couldn't enable you," said Mason. "Well, maybe I just want to avoid that kind of place..." Mason scribbled a note out with an address. "I think he goes there Friday nights. He's 6'3", built like a house, and hairy as fuck. And he has one of those radiation symbols tattooed on him." "I'll... make sure to avoid him. Or go some other time. Thanks!" It wasn't 30 minutes before Adam, the naive college boy who'd been praying to keep those urges away, found himself pulling into the sauna parking lot. He went inside, paid the fee, got the towel, with clockwork regularity. He felt like somebody fulfilling a destiny. He walked into the locker room and waited for the stud Mason described to show up. Nobody. As time passed, he grew bored, impatient, and eventually considered leaving. After about 15 minutes of humiliation, a different type of man walked into the locker room. He was nothing like the man Mason described; this one looked to be in his 60s, bald, 5'6" at most, and so skinny you could see his blood vessels. He looked jaundiced. He was disgusting; but there was one similarity between Mason's gifter and Adam's guest, and that was the radiation symbol right above his pubes. "Nobody watchin us," said the older man. "ThankyoubutImnotinterest—" Adam blurted out. Before he could finish the sentence the older man had held Adam's head in place and filled his sinus cavity with amyl. Adam was afraid the older man would drag him to his room. What he should've been afraid of was what really happened. The older man hobbled with Adam to the front desk and checked out. "Nephew had a lil too much," he said with a grin. The man at the front desk smiled. "Are we gonna see this one again, or is he a long-hauler?" he asked. "'Cause he'd be good for business." "Depends how much he can take," the older man said. They hobbled out to the car. The older man tossed Adam in his trunk, drove a few blocks away, then helped the boy straight through the front door of his shabby apartment. "Whhtsgoingon... whhoryou..." The last twenty minutes had gone by in sort of a blur; the old man kept forcing him to take poppers, keeping him just on the verge of consciousness. He knew he was being taken somewhere; he knew he was in danger; but he couldn't help but feel a powerful, aching feeling in his holes that needed to be filled. He didn't have much time to think about his inner conflict before the short, bald, diseased-looking old man threw him onto a cot in a dark room within his apartment. The only light came from a small TV screen playing porn in the corner of the room. "Whaddareyou..." Adam groaned. He looked up and saw the old man squeezing a bottle of Astroglide onto a cock that didn't even make sense to him—it was skinny, easily 9" long, with a piercing in the head and a scorpion tattooed on the glans. "Ready boy?" Adam felt a sharp, stabbing pain in his rear end, a feeling so intense that he passed out. The last thing he heard before he passed out was the old man chuckling and saying, "Tight hole. Long-hauler for sure. Fuuuck..."

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Most of them have closed. There used to be a great one in Boston (that I've written about elsewhere on the site a time or two). It was called the Pilgrim Theatre. It was an enormous 1914 vintage movie theatre that had been built as a vaudeville house. When I first went there in the late 1980s the balcony was closed and all the action was on the main floor (the screen showed straight porn but the action was ALL gay) or in the basement toilet. I had some great experiences there. Also the first place I ever saw someone smoke crack. The Pilgrim was torn down and is now condos.

We see Dan's conflicted feelings and thoughts in this chapter, and most of us have (or had) some or all of the same thoughts. Our brains bounce between the thrill and pleasure of taking poz cum and the health consequences of HIV. These emotions and feelings are valid and each us must (or did) work through them as Dan is now. @mancocouses "Jeff" as the way of introducing Dan to the concept of "chasing" and impregnating bottoms with HIV, Dan is intrigued by the thought of carrying a combination of Rick's DNA, his own DNA, and HIV in his body for life. I predict Dan will find his way to websites like BZ and indulge himself in pozzing stories and testimonials. Undoubtedly, leaking precum and shooting many loads (like us readers do) as we read and in doing so, he will put his mind at ease regarding the longer term health concerns of being HIV positive and toxic. This chapter establishes a foundation for what comes next for Dan both sexually and emotionally. Will he seek advice from Jeff about coming to his decision to convert? Will he make the first move on the professor? So many pozzibilities for @mancoco to take this story. A journey that I am very happy to take!

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I went back to my bedroom to get dressed. As it was the end of the week I only had two pairs of shorts to wear. One was cargo shorts and another were my short running shorts. They were 3" shorts so they showed my legs and were a little tight on the ass. I knew I should wear the cargo shorts as they were more appropriate but I didnt care. Something made me want to wear the short running shorts for Professor Post. I got to work early before 7:30am. I walked in and thought the office was empty. "Nice shorts. I like them very much" I heard a voice and turned around. It was Professor Post. "Oh thank you. Sorry you startled me. I thought I was the only one here" I said "Sorry I scared you." he said walking over and putting both hands on my shoulders trying to calm me. He was standing about 8 inches away. I could smell his manly scent as he biked in and again was in his tight speedo biking shorts that were sporting a huge hard on. He saw me glance. "If you want you can touch it, I am ok with that. Anytime you want to." he said soothing I could feel me cock get hard. "Thank you but I am fine" I replied "Are you sure? Your cock is telling me otherwise" he said looking down at my crotch. Because my shorts were so short, my cock was pushing straight out. "Oh sorry" I said blushing "Don't apologize, its fine. We need to listen to our bodies and enjoy life's pleasures" he said I heard someone with the office key try to get in and I quickly stepped back and walked to my desk and sat down. Professor Post went back to his office. I had a meeting with Professor Post and 2 other department employees at 8am, one a student like me and another full time person. The student was named Lisa. She was one year older than me and pretty hot. She flirted on occasion even though she knew I had a gf. She would wear some pretty tight yoga pants to work or short dresses and flirt with me. One day her yoga pants were so tight she was showing camel toe. She told me she didn't like to wear panties when wearing yoga pants. It was the same day Jane visited me at work and sneered at her. And then yelled at me that night saying she was slut. We sat a table in the conference room. Lisa sat across from me, Professor next to me and the other employee next to Lisa. We went over things for an upcoming field trip a warehouse and older part of town. The Professor wanted students to tour the area and get a feel for this gritty part of town as part of a semester paper on dilapidated and underserved urban areas. He said there was also home to the gay community. We began planning and suddenly felt someone's foot playing with mine. It was Lisa. She was flirting with me under the table. I moved my foot away from her foot. I thought it was over. Then I felt her foot on my cock. WTH was she doing. She just wrote down notes like nothing was happening. My cock got a little hard from her rubbing. I tried to adjust and push in my chair so the Professor wouldn't notice. The Professor asked her for some information that was at her desk. She put back on here flats and went to her desk. The other employee left for a phone call. Professor Post leaned over and put his hand on my thigh, " You ok" he said "Yes why" I replied "Looks like someone was playing footsies under the table. I am not blind" he said pushign out my chair. My cock was turgid and there was a wet spot. "She really likes you. She's been flirting for a while now. It's okay if you like her. " he said "I don't" I replied looking back at him eye to eye. "Ok good" the Professor said. He stood up, again his crotch in my face and shifted his cock right in front of me before leaving the conference room. My cock was rock hard now. I got my stuff and left and went back to my desk hiding my cock. Lisa stopped by we chatted and then she left. I went to my classes and finished early. I decided to go to the health clinic on campus to get checked on. I checked in at the clinic and filled out the form and why I was there. I waited in the lobby until they called my name. I sat there thinking about the last week or so. How my life has changed so much. New city, new place to live, new job, new friends and new sexual experiences. "Dan" someone called I stood up and walked to the back of the clinic to the person who called my name. "You Dan?" the guy asked " Yes" I replied "Right this way" he said He led me into a room and then closed the door. "Have a seat" he said As he walked from the door to me, he was an older guy maybe mid 40's. About 5'10 average size, slightly muscular. He had a buzz cut and an earring and a beard and moustach. He was kind of handsome. I sat on a chair next to his table facing him and he sat down facing me diagonally. " Hi my name is Rob. I am the STD counselor and nurse here at the clinic" he said "Nice to meet you I am Dan." I replied. "So I read your form, tell me why you are here" he said "I had sex with someone who has HIV and wanted to get tested and on maybe get on PEP" I replied "Okay" he said slowly "Let's first get through a bit of how you got here and talk about that. That ok" He asked "Sure" I said "So how did you meet this person and have sex. When did you find out she had HIV" he asked "Uhh, I had sex with a guy" I said shyly "Oh, sorry. On your form you said you were straight" he replied "Yes I am and have a gf but I had sex with a guy" I replied "So your bisexual?" he said smiling "I don't know. Maybe?" I replied questioning him. "Ok so tell me a little about what happened." he said in a clinical tone I told him how we had started making out and he started fingering me and then ate me out. I could see his facial expressions changed and were very interested. "I take it this was your first time like that with another man", he asked "Yes. I had never had anyone lick me down there and finger me like that. He played with me before but not like that" I said "He played with you before? So this isnt the first time you had sex with him?" he looked puzzled "This was the first time he licked me down there and fucked me but not the first time he touched me down there." I replied softly "What sexual activity have you done in the past?" he asked I told him the past few times of us jacking off together to gay porn and that the last time I gave him a bj and he gave me one. Also went as far back as being in the pool with him. "So was this the first time you had been with a man" he asked I paused and thought. "Yes and no" I said I went on to tell him about me and my high school friend jacking off together and one time my swim coach and me were drinking at the pool one time after a swim meet and everyone left and he rubbed my cock thru my speedos and I had come. I left right after feeling uncomfortable. "Ok so you had some activity with me before" he asked "Yes I guess I did. I never thought about it before. But i'd never had sex with another man like fucking" I replied "That's fine but there are different types of sexual activities and intercourse is only one of them. What made you do more with this gentleman now? What's his name?" he asked "His name is Rick." I replied I told him that he made me feel relaxed and comfortable with my body, he made me feel sexy and beautiful. I felt comfortable in my own skin. "How did you meet Rick? Was it at a bar or school? Tell me about him and when did you find out about him having HIV?" he asked I told him he is my landlord and that it started slowly like at the pool, sharing more details about how he touched me and made me comfortable about my body and even my precum. I could see the nurses eyes start to focus and could see a sense of arousal. I glanced down and could see his cock pushing out thru his scrubs. I looked up quickly hoping he didn't see me look. I think he did cause he smiled back. I then told him about how old he was and what he looked like. I shared I knew he had HIV before the first time we jacked off together when I found his empty pill bottles. "So you knew he had HIV before you masturbated with him, let him eat your semen and then lick your ass hole. Then finally let him have intercourse with you?" he asked in a clinical way "Yes" I said embarrassingly "But I told him not to cum in me and I tried to push him off" I said "Wait you told him not to orgasm in your ass and tried to push him off and he still did it?" the nurse asked in a concerning manner "Yes" I said looking down He lifted my head up by my chin. "Did he rape you" the nurse asked with a caring look. "No he didn't" I said quickly "Then what do you mean. It sounds a little like he forced himself on you without your consent." he said pulling his hand away from my face as it dropped it brushed against my lower thigh. "No he didn't rape me or force himself on me like that" he said. "Walk me through what happened" he said I told him how I let him fuck me and looking back I wanted to see how it felt. When he asked me if I wanted him to pull out, I had a difficult time saying no and just said "please". "So he took that as fuck me more" he said "Yes I think so" I replied I did share that I knew Rick was a top who once he started never pulled out and even that my body betrayed me cause I even pushed back on his cock a few times cause it wanted his cock in me. "So you wanted him to fuck you even though you knew he had HIV" the nurse said "Yes I kind of did" I said "I am confused" I replied "Yes I know that can be confusing. The body's need for touch, intimacy and pleasure and then the reality of STD's and HIV" he said "I just think listening to everything you told me, you sound like you might not be that afraid or not wanting HIV as much as you think" he replied? "What do you mean that's crazy" I replied back in a strong tone "its not. You knew your landlord had HIV, yet time after time you escalated your sexual encounters and intimacy with him. He told you about his HIV, how he got it, how he fucked bottoms and how he wanted to breed them and make them pregnant. Even when you told me the story about him and Jeff and you were confused that someone would want POZ cum in them and chase it, I could tell you were aroused. Look at you now" he said looking down at my cock It was rock hard and had a wet spot at the head area. He placed his hand on my thigh and caressed it. "Sounds like you wanted this to happen" he said He caressing felt good. Then there was a knock on the door. "You almost finished. We have a long line now outside", the clerk said "Yeah almost done" the nurse said He stood up, his cock was pushing out of his scrubs. "Pull down your pants and get on all fours on the exam table" he told me "Why?" I asked "I want to make sure you don't have a serious tear. You said you still had pain there" he replied. I took off my shorts and my cock was hard. "Don't be embarrassed its okay. We are all men and have desires and sometimes talking about it arouses us." he said patting my shoulder I hopped on the table. He put on a glove on his right hand and put lube on his finger. He started to apply it to just the outside of my hole. It felt good almost like he was teasing my hole. "Relax I am just trying to see if there is any bleeding on the outside" he said Then he slowly stuck his finger in massaging my insides. I let out a soft moan. "Sorry" I said softly "Again don't apologize, its natural. You should listen to your body and your desires" he said in a sensual way. Then I felt his finger hit that special spot, my gspot and I let out a loud moan and my ass pushed back on its own. "That's your prostate. A mans gspot. Its soft so that's good." he said as he kept rubbing it. My head dropped. "Your ass muscles seem ok, they are really sucking on my finger he said" Then I felt a second finger and I winced then he used them to open me up and go deeper. I kept moaning and started to pant. My cock was dripping precum on the table. "Yeah he must have found it hard to pull out cause your ass is amazing. It looks like you still have his cum in you." he said and his face what inches away from my ass. He left hand that was bare was caressing my ass. I was moaning and panting. He pulled out his fingers and smeared it on my hole teasing it. He walked away and I thought I heard him lick his fingers. He pulled off the gloves and threw them away. "You can get up off the table and put on your shorts." he said I looked on the table and there was precum on it. You can clean it up how you want. He walked back to the desk and I licked it up. He gave me a prescription for PEP and told me to come back a a few weeks for further counseling and a test. I left the clinic for the pharmacy. How my life has changed since meeting Rick I thought. And even though I am on my way to picking HIV meds, I broke a smile.

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Then he suddenly stopped and turned me over. He pulled me up on my knees and spread my cheeks and went back to eating me out. I moaned again putting my head down and just enjoying the pleasure. He got one of his old dirty shirts and put it under my nose along with worn underwear. I inhaled them and it made my buzz even further. After a few minutes of eating me out, playing with my balls and cock, I felt Rick stand up behind me. He put something wet on my hole and put his cock at the entrance of my hole. I was so in bliss and I felt him his large head enter me. I let out a scream in pain. "Ahhhhhh it hurts." I yelled "It's okay baby, it will hurt now but trust me you will be enjoying it soon enough. It will feel amazing. I promise. Have I been wrong yet?" Rick said comforting me "No" I said He pushed back again trying to get in. It hurt like hell and he had difficulty cause his head was fat. "Relax just breathe and smell my clothes. And now push back like you are taking a shit" he said I inhaled his shirt and got a buzz and pushed my ass out like I was taking a shit and holy crap it popped in. But it hurt. "Argghhhhhh" I yelled in pain. "Ahhh yeah that's it boy. I am in you. Fuck your cunt is so wet right now" he said. "Daddy stop please. It hurts. And you have HIV. I don't want to get AIDS" I cried out "Don't worry baby you might not get it." he said as he pushed forward into me. It was ripping me apart I yelled in pain. Now he had pushed me down flat on my stomach. He had his hands on my hips keeping me down. He kept sinking into me. "Ahhhhhh it hurts" I cried out He was now lying on me. "Don't worry baby you have half of me in you. Only a little more to go" he whispered in my ear. I felt his hands on my nipples working them sending shocks to my cock. He pushed further while pulling on my nipples causing pain in both. It made my ass not as sore. It hurt really bad. I felt each inch rip my hole apart in his width and pushing in his depth. Then I felt something in my belly. Like he hit something. He pushed and I yelled out in pain. I was tearing and it hurt bad. I tried to adjust but he was too big and heavy for me. I finally felt his crotch against my ass. "Ohhh Dan. I am finally all in you. Fuck your pussy feels so good. I feel it pulsing around my cock. I wants me in there. "Rick said in my ear kissing my ear and now kissing my neck. I moaned back. His hands still playing my nipples. I felt his slowly pull partially out and push back in. I kept letting out cries of pain as it still hurt but after a couple of minutes my ass felt like it adjusted or was just numb to his cock. He kept this up and his cock started to hit that spot his finger did but in a more powerful and intense way. I started to moan. It started to feel a little good. There was pain but now pleasure had entered from stage right. "Hmmm yeah your pussy enjoying this. Your pussy and my cock were meant for each other" he said. "Rick please stop soon. I don't want to get HIV please", I said in a half moan. He fucking me slowly and the pressure was intense and the pleasure started to build up. He pulled back with just the tip in. I thought he was going to pull out and in my body's betrayal my ass lifted up off the couch. It wanted his cock back in me. "Yeah your pussy wants DAddy's cock doesn't it. You want me to pull out?" he said as he pushed back into me. I let out a moan. I was in conflict. I didn't want HIV. "No please..." I moaned "Please what" he said as he sped up his pumping. "Please" I moaned He kept pumping. His breath got heavy. I knew he was cumming. "Please pull out please. I don't want to get HIV. Rick please" I cried out He kept pounding me. I tried to lift off but he was too big for me. "Yeah fuck your cunt is mine. I am going to cum in you. Give you my POZ load. You want it don't you. You want Daddy's cum in your cunt", he said. He was close "No please don't....don't" I yelled trying to push up "You sure, your cunt is squeezing me...your pussy wants it. You know you want it. You've always wanted it" he yelled My mind was racing, no don't want HIV, why would I. I don't want it. "Here is comes bitch" he yelled I felt his cock get bigger in which I didn't think was possible and felt him shoot load after load into me. I felt his hot cum hitting my walls. It was an incredible weird feeling. I just lay there taking it. I began to tear and sob a little. Rick kept pumping slowly until he was done with me. He pulled out of me and off me and sat back on the couch. I stayed lying down for a minute and slowly got up and sat up. "Dan you ok" Rick asked "Yeah, no, I dont know" I said tearing "I told you once I fuck someone I always come in them. Right?" Rick said "Yes" I replied "But I said dont cum in me" I replied "What did I just say. You knew" Rick said sternly "Yes I know", I replied "Then why did you let me fuck you in the first place", Rick said "You let me cock in you. You even pushed back on me a few times. I could feel your cunt pull me in" he said All this talk made my head spin. "You sure you didn't want me to fuck you and cum in you" Rick said now sitting closer to me. "I don't know why I didn't stop you at the beginning or tell me to stop when I asked?" I said "Maybe its cause you know you want me to fuck you and to cum in you" Rick said rubbing my thigh. "I don't want to get HIV." I said "You sure. I know you wanted my cum and you wanted me to fuck you. You even enjoyed it", Rick said "No I don't. I don't know what I want and didn't enjoy it" I countered back to him "You sure you didn't want it or enjoy it" Rick said pointing down to the couch. I didn't realize it but I had cum. There was a puddle of my cum on the couch. "I know you did. Your pussy wanted this. You wanted this. If you didn't you wouldn't have come with me tonight. You know I have HIV and I am not on meds. You see how I look. You know I am sick. But your pussy tells me otherwise" Rick said as his finger was now back in me rubbing my gspot. My cock was hard and leaking again. I was so confused. I had just been fucked by a man with HIV who is not on meds and he came in me. I don't want to get sick. What is wrong with me?

Sorry again for typos and grammar. Hope you enjoy it. He pushed my legs apart and lay down towards me and gave me a deep kiss. Our lips locked and our tongues intertwined. He was an amazing kisser that I let out a soft moan. I lifted my knees to his side pressing him keeping him there, not wanting him to leave. He broke away and work down my body sucking my nipples making me moan and wince both with pain and pleasure. His hands were all over me. I was so aroused at this point. He then lifted my legs. "I am going to eat your pussy boy" he said. "What, I don't have a pussy" I said back with a questioning face. He then went down and started to kiss my ass hole and lick it. It was something I had never felt before and the feeling send chills to my cock. Rick then started to tongue my hole. I couldn't help myself, I was both stunned and pleasured and started to moan. Rick dove in more and started to eat out my ass hole. I felt by body both tense and melt from the pleasure and my cock start to throb. "Yeah boy this is what a man does to a girl, eat her pussy. Make her wet. You know that. You've done that right? I am now eating your pussy" Rick said. My mind wasn't fully functioning. I was thinking....."Yes I had eaten pussy many times and made girls cum from it. But now I was being eaten out and it felt so good. But I don't have a pussy...right. OMG it feels so good. He is eating me out, it feel sooo good. I don't know what to think. I don't have a pussy. But it feels soo fucking good. "Hmmm your pussy is all wet boy. I hear you moaning like a girl. Feels good don't it. Tell Daddy." Rick said "Ohhh yes Daddy it feels amazing. Keep licking me and eating me please", I begged "Eat what Dan? Tell me, say it" Rick said "Eat me please" I replied "No. Eat what?" Rick asked as he stopped eating me out. I tried pushing my face on his mouth and he held me there. "Eat my ass" I said as I pushed back. He stopped me and held me there. "No it's not an ass hole. What is Dan? You need to say it if you want me to eat you out. I know you do" Rick said. He then used his finger to tease my hole. "Eat my pussy please. Please eat me out, eat my pussy please Daddy" I begged "Good boy" Rick said and then dived back in and started to eat me out. Licking and teasing my hole with his tongue, sucking me with his lips, feeling his scruff on my taint. I started to moan. "Ohhhhh fuck! Eat me Daddy. Eat my pussy please" I yelled moaning. My head was back and I want panting and moaning. He had his hands on my thighs while his head was down on my hole. I felt his tongue enter my hole and hot deep in me. I moaned out loud. "Fuck boy your pussy is all wet. Your cunt is so tight around my tongue" he said as he went back down to eating me. His hands rubbing my thighs. I was in ecstasy and thought it couldn't get better. Then I felt his finger enter my hole. It hurt and I winced. The pain went away as he alternated between his mouth and tongue and his finger slowly working it in me. I felt his finger go deeper in my hole and his mouth eating me out. Then I felt him hit something deep in me. My eyes rolled back in my head and I let out a loud deep moan. He pulled his finger out and played with my hole again but not putting it deep in me. "Yeah boy thats your G-spot. Just like a girl. Fuck you have such a nice pussy dont you Dan" Rick said "Yes daddy I have a pussy. I never knew I had a g spot like a girl" I said while moaning as he worked me over. He stuck his finger back in and I winced as I felt his fingernail scrape my inside. He alternated again eating me out and fingering me. I was in bliss. I felt something larger and I thought was it his cock. "Ohhh fuck Dan I got 2 fingers in you. Your cunt is pulsing boy. Your have a tight wet pussy" Rick said fingering me. He would hit my gspot and make me see stars.

I went to my classes and then went back to work. I saw Professor Post in passing and he smiled and looked me over each time. He had changed to work pants but you could still see a little outline of his cock. We made small talk in the office around others but I could still feel his eyes ravage me. In one instance we were out in the main area and he brushed up against me in a narrow area and I felt his hand brush up against my ass. I was accidental but not in that his hand stayed for an extra second than it needed to. He walked away but turned back to see if I was looking at him and he saw me and smiled back. If felt exciting and good. He made me feel sexy, it was strange. After work I had dinner with Jane and her friends, we went to a bar after and then I got home around 11pm and was a drunk. I went home and jumped into bed and passed out. I got up around 1am and went to use the bathroom and brush my teeth. As I was finishing up Rick came to the bathroom. "Glad your up. Want to join me" Rick said with his hand out. He was standing before me naked. His cock turgid, I looked down at it. I didn't say anything I just took his hand and he led me to his bedroom. His TV was on and he led me to his couch. He kissed me slowly and lightly slipping his tongue between my lips. My head leaned in on its own wanting his kiss and his tongue deeper in my mouth. He was teasing me. His hands also were working my nipples teasing thema and pulling them, I moaned in his mouth. "Yeah, you want Daddy don't you. Just relax boy, I am going to make you feel so good." Rick said whispering in my ear. I leaned forward towards him wanting him. My hands were on his back caressing him, wanting to be closer to him. He pushed my head into his armpit. I took a deep breath inhaling his scent. My head buzzing now not just from the alcohol but his intoxicating scent. I kept smelling. "Take a taste" Rick said I took a small lick of his armpit. It tasted salty and tangy. I wanted more and started to not just inhale but lick his pit. "Yeah get it good, lick it up" Rick said. My cock was not rock hard and leaking. He pulled down my underwear. He didn't touch my cock but it hit his leg. He just teased my thighs and worked back up my body. My body was aroused and alive. My hands worked his body and found its way to his pulsing meat. I touched it, I could feel it throb in my hand. I massaged it and worked it. He pushed on my shoulders and I dropped to my knees and took him in my mouth. Licking is huge head then licking his thick shaft. Licking it up and down and then taking it in my mouth. He pushed forcing me to gag. "Relax boy" Rick said I did and sucked on it with hunger and slowly took more of him in my mouth and down my throat. I gagged but regrouped and focused on pleasing this man with a massive thick meat. I worekd my way down till I had a good 7 inches down my throat. He moaned. "Ohhh yeah boy your a good cock sucker aren't you. You love Daddy's cock in your mouth right?" he said. I quickly nodded. I kept working his shaft sucking all his precum leak, wanting to taste him so badly. He picked me up and threw my on the couch length wise. "You are mine tonight Dan. I will make you a man" he said I looked up at him, this 60 year old plus man who in any other situation I wouldn't and I don't think most men or women would find attractive. He was balding, skinny, a little tummy pouch, a hint gaunt with nipple rings. He wasn't ugly but he wasn't hot on the normal scale either. But I found him so alluring, so attractive. I was physically attracted to him and had some connection. I just stared at him as he towered over me. It was late but I didnt care.

78 in a night for me. Dying to get over 100. Hopefully this is the year!!!

It's a fun accessory. I got one as my last act of my 30s, a real rollercoaster of a decade. My own experience was not as comfortable as yours appears to be. I had no anxiety going into it, but when that puncture happened - I fucking screamed! Ten seconds later, it was over. Didn't get to the car before the glove thing fell off. Suffered through the night, and ruined the mattress. I spent the next three days walking around the house naked with my D in a cup of warm salty water (not 100% of the time, mind you.) And when I was able to return to the gym, I found out VERY QUICKLY that I needed to wear a jockstrap. I thoughtlessly tried to do some jump rope. Big mistake that I really should have seen coming! LOL I'm now at a size 2, definitely ready for the 0. I love it. All my bottoms have enjoyed it, and none have asked me to remove it. Definitely a good choice. I never thought I'd be one of those fags with a PA, but here we are. LOL

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Hospice Worker Today was my first day on the job as an AIDS Hospice worker. My agency provides in-home services and proudly specializes in what they term “loving care.” I had received hours and hours of training, but this was to be my very first case. I was 2 minutes late when I rang the doorbell. A tall, fair-haired man opened the door. He had a pleasant face but at that moment, he looked tired and rather stressed out. He stepped back and beckoned me to enter. “Hi! I’m Bill. You’re here to see Martin, right?” I replied, “Yes! Hi…I’m Joey…from the agency!” “Well…thank God that you’re here!” he said. “He’s been asking for you!” “I’m not sure how much longer he’s going to last,” Bill said as he walked me up the stairs to the master bedroom, which had been converted into a sort of hospital room. “I know that he’s excited to be seeing you! He’s been saying that there’s something that he wants to give you before he goes.” I didn’t know what he was referring to, but…looking back…would it have made any difference? I was trained to see to any and all needs that my client had, right to the very end. Bill tapped on the bedroom door and opened it gently. “Martin? Are you awake? Joey’s here to see you!” After entering, I saw Martin lying on the hospital bed. Although now he was emaciated by the disease, at one time he must have been a rather fit and good-looking man. He had a ready smile and I could still see a passionate fire smoldering in his eyes! He said, “You must be Joey! I’m SO GLAD to finally meet you…SO GLAD that we can spend some time together!” He turned to Bill, “Could you bring Joey a cup of tea?” Tea is not really my thing, but like I said, I’m here to serve. When Bill returned with a cup and saucer, I murmured my thanks! Bill nodded and said, “Well…I’ll leave you two alone. I’ll check back in a bit!” There were no chairs in the room. Martin patted the spot next to him on the mattress, “Here! Come sit on the edge of the bed next to me. We can get to know each other.” I sat down, holding the tea saucer on my lap. We chatted about this and that. Even though this was our first encounter, he seemed exceedingly pleased to have me there. His cheeks had a feverish flush and his eyes burned brightly. “So…how’s your tea? Earl Grey, is it?” he inquired. I politely took a sip and said, “I’m not sure…but it tastes good!” Out of the blue, he asked me about my HIV status. When I informed him that I was HIV-Negative, his face lit up with an amazing smile. It was like the sun suddenly coming out from behind the clouds. “I, on the other hand,” he said, “have an incredibly high viral level! I bet that I’d convert you…I mean, someone like you…in no time at all! It makes me horny, just thinking about it!” His hand found its way onto my thigh. As we continued talking, he left it there. It didn’t really bother me, so I said nothing. Soon, however, his fingers began to trace lazy circles, almost as if he was trying to seduce me. In the interests of propriety, I tried shifting my leg a little but his remained perched where it was. He kept telling me to finish my tea, so before long, the cup was empty. I started to feel unusually tired. Martin asked, “Are you OK?” I answered, “Yeah…it’s just that all of a sudden I really feel like going to sleep.” Martin’s response was, “That’s just the knock-out drops kicking in. Don’t worry! They only last a few minutes. Here now…just relax! You’ll be alright!” I heard him call out, “Bill!” and vaguely heard the bedroom door open. As if from a distance, I heard Bill’s voice say, “I’ll get his things off!” Hands tugged at my clothes and then, at some point, I was aware of being naked. Bill’s voice came again. “Here you go! Up on the bed with you!” After that, I must have drifted off. At some point, my eyes popped open. I could feel what must be a large stiff cock, inching its way up inside me. Where was I? Someone’s fingers were playing weakly with my nipples. I became aware of someone’s hot labored breath on the back of my neck. I managed to speak. “Martin? Is that YOU?” A voice said, “Relax! I told you that you’d be alright! It’s just me! I wasn’t sure you’d want me making love to you…you know…you being NEGATIVE…and with my AIDS and all. This will be my last time and I wanted it to be with someone special like you. I hope you won’t hold this against me for doing this.” Once I was past the initial shock of my situation, I was able to put things into perspective. Martin had needs. Needs that only I could fulfill for him. Wasn’t that part of my job, after all? Martin, along with so many others, was entitled to the same joys and physical pleasures as the rest of us. I felt as if were my duty to open myself to him and provide what comfort I could. His hips started moving, pumping his organ in and out of my hole. God, it felt so good! His hands continued to paw at my chest as my back arched with delight. In his weakened state, he didn’t last very long. “Joey!” he cried. “Take my SEED! I’m passing my virus on to YOU! Treasure it! Keep it safe within you and let it flourish and grow. Let my DNA join with yours! That way…I’ll live on inside of YOU!” His body started to spasm. His hips slammed into me 3…4…5 times…and then held against me as the last of his toxic sperm drained into me. “Don’t move! he whispered imploringly! “Let my seed find a place to latch on to your innards and begin to multiply! It’s my GIFT to YOU!” It was the least I could do to remain there with him still inside me, his last diseased load beginning its assault on my immune system. A few minutes later, Martin passed away, a contented smile on his face. Bill re-entered the bedroom and helped me disengage myself. He handed me something and said, “Martin was hoping that you would use this!” It was a butt plug. “He wanted you to give his bug the best chance to spread throughout your body!” That made perfect sense. I won’t clean out tonight. I’ll keep his gift inside me & cherish it as a way to honor Martin and keep some part of him alive inside me. All I know is that, from now on, I’ll let our clients know that I’ll willingly offer my body as an incubator for their their viral seed.

Rick's finger was in me hitting that spot. My legs opened automatically. My breathing started to get more intense. My cock was getting hard again. "I know you wanted this. You have wanted this from the first time we met, from the first time I touched you at the pool" Rick said as his finger was working its magic in me. "No I don't want to get sick and I don't want to get HIV" I said back trying to remain in control. But it was difficult his finger was making me ache inside. "Then answer this. Do you want my cum in you" Rick asked as he pulled his finger out of me. I gave him a look as I really wanted his finger back in me. I was so confused. "Do you want my cum in you" Rick asked as he started to stroke his huge now erect again meat. "I don't know. I am confused." I said "I need to go to bed. I think that would be best right now" I said further "If you want that's fine." he said "But lets clean up your cum first on my couch" Rick said sternly I felt I didn't have a choice. He leaned down and licked it up with his tongue. Savoring it he said, "Damn boy you taste so good" he said swallowing. "Go ahead and lick it up." he followed up "I leaned down and licked up my cum. It did taste good, I started to suck and lick it up off the couch. He patted my head, "Good body lick it all up", he said. After I was done I looked back up. He took his finger that was in my hole and stuck it in my mouth. "Taste us together. This is what we taste like together." he said staring at me eye to eye. I acquiesced. I sucked and licked his finger like it was his cock as usual. It tasted strangely good. It shouldn't. His finger was up my ass. It had a funky, salty taste with a hint of iron. He pulled his finger out of my mouth my tongue following it out wanting it back in. He smiled. He leaned over and softly kissed me on my lips and said it was time for us to go to bed. I walked out confused and still aroused. I went back to my bedroom, it was now 2:30am. I was tired but still horny. I lay in bed reflecting on what just happened. I let a man with HIV possibly AIDS fuck me and cum in me. I didn't want HIV. But I still was on his last question. Did I want his cum. A part of me did. Watching him and Jeff and the gay porn of those bottoms taking cock and cum made me think about it. I started to get horny now and started to stroke my cock. But I wanted more. I spread my legs and stuck my middle finger in me. I moaned. I moved up my bed leaned against the wall and spread my legs with knees back towards my chest. I got more of my finger in me and started to stroke my hard cock again. OMG is felt incredible my finger my cock my ass my pussy. What my pussy? My ass....OMG...i started to shoot all over my chest and came hard. I could feel my ass clench around my finger. As I calmed down I cleaned my self off licking up all my cum. I hesistated but then sucked on the finger which had been in my ass. I started to like the taste. I stuck my finger back in and moaned. I pulled it out and looked at it. It had cum and a tinge of red. It was blood. That was the iron taste. OMG my hole ripped and is bleeding. And I have HIV cum in me. I was excited and nervous. I calmed down and lay down on my bed. I fell fast asleep.

Love this story - everything about the slow seduction. I'm here for wherever @mancoco takes it. I'll be reading and jacking! The way he's written this, I was thinking that Dan would take Rick's poz load willingly (check, so far) and sober (maybe?) and without any regrets. I think that is so much hotter than a forced/pseudo-rape scene so often written here. Although, let's be honest, as long as they are complete fiction, those stories are also damn hot!

Rory and the German Muscle Twins Within seconds of Conrad and Dimitri leaving with Felix, his brother Karl had Rory naked. As they waited for someone to come and take over the door, Rory got a chance to enjoy the big man’s muscular chest. Both Karl and his twin Felix were about 6’ 6”, dark blonde, with square, brutish faces. They had massive broad shoulders, arms bulging with muscle and veins, small wrists and huge hands. Their legs were huge and muscular. Rory thought they looked like something out of a Tom of Finland drawing and he was extremely turned on. After about five minutes, Spike, a scary-but-hot Latino skinhead showed up. “Who’s this gorgeous little redhead, Karl?” Rory turned around and leaned forward to kiss Spike. “My name is Rory, which rhymes with whorey. You wan’ a fuck later?” Rorey said, already flying from the big rocks Karl had put up his hole. “I will come find you after the tonight’s rites are completed,” Spike promised, putting the little red haired hotties small hand on his big hard tool. “You can have him for sloppy seconds,” Karl laughed, “My brother and I are preparing him to be blessed by the Horn of Plenty.” “Hot,” said Spike, “I will be sure to position my offering where I can see his face when that big tool pierces that perfect little butt. Karl grinned and picked Rory up and said, “Gotta go.” Karl carried Rory into the small anteroom where the Eudaemons had dressed Conrad and Dimitri. Conrad and Dimitri were already a long way away. Rory was still aware enough that ask Karl how his friends had gone so far. “Time works funny here in the Temple.” Karl shrugged, “I wouldn’t be surprised if we have been playing for an hour or more before they pass our play space.” Karl stripped off his pants—Rory had gotten his shirt off him with in seconds—revealing how faultless his body-builder body was. His huge uncut cock—easily ten inches and as thick as Conrad’s—sported a big PA. Rory started to drop to his knees but Karl said, “Let’s get you kitted out, pleamty of time for sex in a second.” He grabbed a set of beautifully carved wrist and ankle cuffs and affixed them to Rory’s body. Rory looked at them in wonder, they looked to be priceless antiques, embossed with images of woodland creatures. In the center of each was a black opal engraved with a spider web. “That’s my family crest,” Karl said proudly, “For 600 years the second sons of my family have served in the temple, guarding the door and selecting men to mate with the Great Stag.” He then looked at Rory solemnly, “The Great Stag desires that you be his offering during the Temple’s daily ritual. My brother and I will prepare you and your hole as best we can, but the horn of plenty is probably bigger than any dildo you’ve ever ridden.” Karl then turned and pointed to a gorgeous, ancient fresco, which showed a beautiful dark-haired man, his face a mask of blissed-out ecstasy as he rode on a massive, unnaturally large cock attached to a man in a stag’s head mask. “ Karl turned to him and said, “But you have to say yes,”. Karl said, “Of your own free will. My forebearers used to trap men to serve as the Stag’s slaves, but since we abandoned slavery the Brotherhood stopped that practice. I can assure that you will be very high on some drugs you know and some that can only be found in our Brotherhold. But you will bear the Stags mark. This will make you very desired boy and you will most likely meet your soulmate and be a bearers companion at some point in the future. That will guarantee you a very, very long life with a man you will feel undying love for.” When Rory looked shocked, “It wont be Dimitri or Conrad, though, the Crone has foretold it. But she also foretold you will mate with another bearer and the Americans will be your close friends for several lifetimes.” Without saying a word Rory walked over to examine the slave collar. It had images of a Great Stag, spiders webs and spiders worked into the thick leather. He grinned, “Holy fuck yes! I don’t care if that monster cock kills me—as long as I am high and getting fucked I can’t think of a better way to spend my night.” And so proudly wearing the collar and ankle restraints Karl took Rory down a side passage to he and his brother’s play space. It was a very long hall and he was surprised to see that they could glimpse Dimitri and Konrad with Felix, the other twin through the play spaces. They came to small door, next to the big door that marked the stags sanctum, and Karl opened it. Midway down there was a black space with a black door. The entire thing was black walnut stained black—Rory had an uncle who made furniture so he knew the thing was insanely old and insanely valuable—a silver spider web was worked in beautifully polished silver metal and when he touched it he heard whispers of dark pleasures and he shivered. Karl opened the door and stood aside. “You can still back out. During the hours of pain my brother and I will hurt you, a lot. Thre Dark Lord demands it, but when the Great Orgy begins and you are blessed to ride the Horn of Plenty, the sacred sperm will heal even the deepest wounds from our lash and you will experience ecstasy unlike any other. You will then serve as a temple sex slave for several days to repay the Stag for his gift. But you like sex, I have heard, and so I think you will have a good time.” Rory leaned forward to hold the man’s huge pulsing member. He leaned forward, “I am in big man. Now let’s stop talking and start fucking.” So Karl took him inside. Like all the alcoves inside the doors of the Stag’s inner sanctum, dark sex and light sex were mixed. Along one wall was an ancient, gorgeous, carved-iron Saint Andrew’s cross. The walls were all black leather—the smell was intoxicating and Rory breathed in deep. The place smelled like pure sex. There were sex toys everywhere—the twins had tens of thousands of dollars worth of every size of every model of toy Rory had ever seen on the websites for premium silicone. One wall was all BDSM equipment with straps, belts, paddles, two matching and very scary bullwhips, and then every manner of tit clamps, ball crushers, and in a clear glass case hundreds of piercing needles. There were lots of mirrors and a massive white bed, big enough for the big men and several other men. The curtains were a mix of clear sheer white cloth and black leather strips. There were two massive carved walnut chairs, clearly designed so bottoms could worship the men’s asses, and with lots of places for men to perch while they got railed. Karl got to work, opening an ancient carved silver box with black spider inlays filled with vials and vials of Tina, and other vials and clear glass bottles filled with drugs—Rory recognized several overflowing with the finest capsules of X making the rounds in Berlin’s clubs. There were also dozens of bottles of a blue glowing substance. “Wha wit’ the blue stuff,” Rory said, surprised that his Scottish accent was so strong—it usually disappeared when he was high. “That’s a mixture of the fluids that constantly drip from the Horn of Plenty with some of the sacred sperm. All the ancient ones produce it, but whoever is bearing the burden of leadership—and of living with Horn of Plenty—they produce the most potent. I’ve not taken it—it’s strictly bottoms only—but it’s said to produce amazing euphoria. All I know is it takes a hungry bottom boys hole to the next level. It’s so strong we’ve fisted virgin asses within 20 minutes of them downing some of it.” Rory smiled with glee. Like many young gay men he would try nearly any drug—he and his friends considered it their birthright as gay men—and anything that opened his hole he loved. Karl then walked over to Rory and picked him up again, passionately kissing him, and carried over to a small tiled corner of the space. He set him down and affixed his arms to two widely spaced hooks in the ceiling. “That hole clean for deep play, little whore?” he said. When Rory replied yes, sir, Kirk just grunted and said, “We will see.” First he took out a straight razor. “Hair is forbidden below the neck on all submissives in the temple,” he said sternly. And quickly whisked away Rory’s neatly trimmed bush and armpit hair. He also removed the light hair that dusted Rory’s arms and legs He nodded approvingly when he saw that the boy kept his boypussy, taint, balls, and chest shaved smooth. He then pulled out an enema bag bulging with liquid. “This is our chempiss from the day.” He untied Rory and had him get on his hands and knees. When Rory immediately went chest down and automatically reached back to expose his pink hole, Karl smiled and said, “Good boy.” Karl then proceeded to fill the boy with he and his brothers chempiss. When the bag was empty, he slid a heavy metal buttplug into the boy. Karl pulled out an ancient hourglass, with enough sand that it would last five minutes. He had Rory get up on his haunches—the boy whined at the the pull of the heavy plug and enema on his hole. At the sound, Karl backhanded the boy. “Stop your complaining,” he said sternly, “You haven’t even begun to suffer.” And so for five full minutes, as Rory desperately deepthroated the muscle gods cock, he also strained, cramped, and spasmed around a colon full of the strongest drugs in Berlin. When the hourglass ran out, Rory was desperate. He crab walked as directed to the shower spot—panting, and groaning, his abs visibly cramping, and when directed pushed and pushed, screaming slightly when the big heavy metal ball popped out. Karl hosed the boy off and dried him with soft fluffy towels. He heard the door open and Felix entered and said, “Did I miss his chempiss enema? I wanted to see the stud suffer.” Karl smiled, “It was gorgeous. To make up for it, you can give him the first load.” Felix walked over and led Rory over to the bed. “Fuck baby, that chempiss must have been strong, you so fucking warm.” Rory and he started making out. Then Rory paused, lucid for a second, “How do I tell you and your brother apart?” Felix smiled, and showed the boy the small black and silver enameled F he wore and then Rory noticed the K around Karl’s neck. He’d been so into Karl’s muscular body he’d not even noticed. “And,” Felix smiled, “My cock is full inch longer then Karl’s just not quite as thick.” With those words, he pushed Rory down to pleasure his cock. He moaned loudly as the super experienced little whore deepthroated him on the first try. A few minutes later, Karl knelt beside him. “Are you ready for the best night of your life?” he breathed in the boys perfect little ear. Rory nodded, not once stopping up his blowjob. “Hold your arm out,” Felix ordered, “Let my brother give you a big point. When he says to, take your mouth off my cock. I don’t want you biting me when you cough.” Karl expertly tied the boys arm and found a vein—it wasn’t hard, as the little muscle boy was a lean sexpot with gorgeous, bulging, visible veins through the milky-white skin on his arms and legs—registered then said “Mouth off cock, boy.” Rory turned to watch, his eyes wide at the size of the slam they were giving him. Then the world compressed and he had a major coughing fit. Within seconds the brothers had given themselves a slam and had the boy doggy style. Felix started fucking and Karl took his mouth. Both men were loving life—and so was the boy. Rory was pushing back, and in between displaying his expert cock sucking abilities, he would holler “Fuck me harder, Felix, give me that German sperm.” Karl grinned and glsnced to the right and saw that the Americans were just now passing their alcove in the main aisle. The twins and the muscle twink enjoyed about an hour of fucking—each man gave the boy two loads—when Rory started begging for their fists. They put Rory in a sling and showed him how to use their poppers dispenser. And that’s when Rory first noticed that the ceiling of the temple was enchanted. Rather than a ceiling or roof it looked like a gorgeous blue sky with wispy clouds. He tried to talk, but he found he only think about getting those big muscle arms up his boypussy. Felix handed Rory a bottle of the blue drug, but told him to wait before taking it. Felix went first—his hands were just ever-so-slightly smaller than his brothers. Within seconds of fingering the boy, he could tell the little whore was a very experienced fist pig, so he ordered the boy to drink up. As he did, Felix began to go in, the boy roared with pleasure as all his veins began to glow blue, and his little hole opened like flower at dawn and Felix was in. Felix paused, his face a mask of pure pleasure. “You got a great hole,” he breathed. Rory was panting—amazed at how quickly the big hand had gone in. “Fuck,” he said “that’s a big paw.” Felix leaned in, and he and his brother made out with Rory while he slowly began to stretch the gorgeous redheads pink asshole. Rory’s veins—so visible in his milky white skin—continued to glow. Rory thought he could hear whispers, “Open your hole for me, worship my darkness, give yourselves to these, my servants, let them destroy you— and my brother-god Dionysus will raise you up into pleasure so sweet.” And so Rory, a boy already familiar with and proud of his wantoness, felt every bit of the shame he didn’t even know he still carried wash away and he opened his legs wide. “Use my hole, muscle gods, servants of dark and light, destroy me.” And destroy that hole the three men did, together. Rory begging first one twin, then the other, to open his hole, begging for deeper and wider, until they could easily fist him elbow deep. These sexual shenanigans went on for several hours. Rory never tired, although the men did give him vial after vial of the blue liquid. The began alternating fists and toys, punching him, driving the toys deep, as the boys hunger increased ten fold. Finally, by the time Rory was practically blue—ever capillary and vein glowing blue—a dark bell rang out six times. “The Dark Lord demands pain,” they chanted together, “Come little one, and let us torture you.” The inserted a big heavy stone dildo in the boy—Rory felt the weight of it stretching his insides in ways he never been stretched—it made his boypussy ache. They affixed him to the wall facing outwards first, trying his legs and around the waist so the big stone cock couldn’t come out. When he bagged them to give him something smaller, they laughed and punched his guts causing them to cramp around the giant hard stone. But they slammed him again, and the stretching started to feel good again. The weighted is balls until he was begging them to stop, then put more weights on until he screamed. They put a leather hood over his head to protect his face, and used a long slim whip to mark his gorgeous body from feet to shoulders. Karl them spent about half an hour, whipping the boys cock until its was covered in welts. They let him hang there on the wall his head slack, sobbing loudly inside the hood. But when they pulled the hood off and kissed him and told him to ask for more pain. Rory squared his shoulders and with his head high said “More pain, sir, please, punish me more.” Felix and Karl removed the rope around his stomach and the other around his middle. “Hunch you ass out and push out that toy,” Felix ordered. Rory—high and on the endorphin rush from the whipping—was too confused to comply. So each twin scrunched him forward so his ass was paralell to the floor. Rory pushed and the enormous dildo came clattering out on to the floor. Rory’s hole was trashed, so they left him there and started double fisting him for a while as Rory squealed in piggy delight. Finally Karl knelt and embedded his arm elbow deep in the boy. Felix removed the bonds first from his feet and then from his arms. Karl expertly arose—the muscles on his ass and huge thighs bulging—folding Rory forward. “Put your arms around my neck, boy,” he ordered as his spun Rory around still elbow deep in the little pig his back and Rory’s front now facing the wall. Rory squealed and did his best to ride the big arm up and down. Karl came up in front and Felix felt the heat of his sweaty twin’s body. Karl leaned forward, pushing himself together with his twin using his free hand to stroke their huge slick cocks together. “Let’s give this pussy a stretch it will never forget brother,”Karl said with an evil grin. “Boy, look here,” Felix commanded, Rory opened his eyes and looked, all the while rocking on the big elbow. “Wanna get stretched, pig pussy?” Karl asked. Rory smiled, deep in the Dark Lord’s grasp, and replied, “Please sir, more sir, more.” Felix took a point filled with a small amount of Tina and filled the vial with half blood from his arm, then half from his brothers free arm. Karl knelt slightly to give Felix access, and Felix deftly grabbed Rory’s head, turned it to the side in an iron grip, found a vein and slammed the boy into outer space. Karl stood back up, and balanced himself agains the wall. Inside of Rory he balled up a square fist just as Felix fist began its journey up the hot, velvet colon. Rory was flying hard, and just moaned as Felix ever so slightly began to pull his entire arm back, stretching the boys colon wide. Suddenly Rory was alert, and his head shot up and he shouted, “Oh fuck, daddy, oh fuck.” Felix grinned and handed the boy some poppers. “You are going to need these,” he said, “Because we are just getting started.” Ever so slowly they pulled and stretched Rory’s hole apart. Rory moaned, shouted and even screamed once, but he never asked them to stop, and kept huffing on the poppers. They worked slowly but derminedly, changing positions and stretching the pink boy pussy. When they got to the point were there was probably 1/2 inch of free space between their arms, Rory started screaming as he experienced wave after wave of anal orgasms, his little cock dribbling come and piss in a constant stream. When he settled down, Felix removed his fist and Rory held out his arms and Felix affixed his arms to the wall. Karl knelt so Felix could bind him to the wall. Karl took his elbow out, relectutantly—the kids pussy was heaven—and they slid a huge long, slinky-like plug with a big ball at the end to hold it in. And the beating began. It was clear that Rory loved to take a flogging, and they did his back and ass first, and Rory roared and wiggled and edge them on. They then strapped him with a wide prison strap and the tawse, the leather snapping against the boys muscle ass loudly. Rory grunted and cried out, but he kept his ass out and ready for more. They kept going, faster and faster, until Rory lost control and started shaking and crying out. He convulsed on a particular hard hit, and the huge dildo dropped out, his asslips wide like a cunt. At that exact moment, the Great Gong sounded. Karl and Felix put down their straps and pulled the frame the boy was attached to from the wall. As they did so, ancient silver chains dropped down all around the boy, making Rory look like he was trapped in a spider’s web. They pushed the rolling frame out into the hall. Rory, coming down from his rush, looked up and saw two rows of attendents—small twinks in white linen tunics with gold crowns on their heads each standing next to a naked muscle man, back cross crossed with the scraps of whip marks, their cocks caged, and their faces masked in leather hoods with only their eyes visible. These attendents picked up the long thick cords preparing to roll him and the frame down the hall. Behind him he heard one of the twins shout, “The Dark Lord demands pain.” On the word pain the bullwhip struck Rory’s back with a sear and he screamed. They rolled slowly down the hall and another bell rang. The entourage stopped, and the twin on the other side of him shouted, “Offer the Dark Lord this pain as a sacrifice.” On the word sacrifice the bullwhip lashed his back and Rory screamed. The procession went slowly like this, stopping and saying ritual words, each stop equally a searing whip on one side of Rory’s back. By the time they got to the center of the huge hall—Rory would only realize later that the hall he had come down was one of 6 that converged in a round throne space for the Great Stag—Rory’s head was hanging and he was holding on by a thread. His back was covered in vicious welts and there was a bit of blood dripping. The attendants stopped, bowed low the Grrat stag and then turned and detached the big ropes. The twins—their bodies dripping with sweat from the effort of wielding the whips, handed them to attendents, who took them reverently. They stood in front of Rory and tenderly kissed him. “You look like a fresh cut side of premium beef,” Felix grinned, “But you did good.” Karl held a huge vial of the blue liquid, and made Rory slowly drink it. It immediately healed his sore throat and made him glow, but his flesh remained marked and bleeding. Felix held Rory’s head upright and snapped a thick, immobilizing silver collar around the boys neck. The twins then slowly turned Rory, shouting “Brothers, behold the sacrifice of pain, behold the offering!” Rory was more awake now—the blue liquid had alleviated some of his pain—and he saw the huge temple was full of thousands of men of all shapes and sizes. He saw hundreds of men with animal tattoos like Conrad and Dimitri, and thousands more from tiny Asian twinks to massive African muscle gods, all dressed in white togas and gold laurel crowns, their bodies dripping with sweat, the big men’s cocks covered in ass juice, the bottoms, their garments half torn off, with piss, cum and sweat dripping down their legs, shoulders and backs and asses vivid red with the signs of a beating. Each of the top men had some instrument of torture in his hand, often a whip, or a strap, and the bottoms were now smiling but most of their faces were wet from tears. This was clearly a massive BDSM orgy, and the smell of Tina smoke, opium, marijuana, poppers, and mansex was everywhere. Suddenly fully within himself, Rory grinned and shouted, “Fucking hot party, fuck me daddy, hurt me daddy, use me, fist me hard.” The entire assembly pealed with laughter before growing silent. The twins turned Rory around and he got his first look at the Great Stag. He was standing in the center of small v of three chairs. Dimitri and Conrad were on each side of him, their fists and cocks buried in gorgeous Scandinavian twins, with other twinks and tall lean Latin boys around them. Their faces were a mask of ecstacy, but their eyes were unblinking and open, their eyes milky with a blue glow. Karl whisphered, “They are in a sacred trance.” The he and his brother stepped forward and bowed before the Great Stag. “We offer this sacrifice of pain for you to anoint with the Horn of Plenty, my lord,” the twins said in loud, ceremonial unison, “We pray he is acceptable.” The Great Stag smiled, and Rory got his first real look at him. He was an extremely tall, thin but muscular pitch-black African, with the face and hauteur of an ancient prince. The thing between his legs was so big it was fucking scary. Wider than any dildo Rory had ever seen, it was long and thick and curved upward. So big, it required attendents to hold it up. At the end of the thing was a giant hot muscle man, suckling and drinking in ecstacy from the constant stream of blue fluid, piss, and precum the monstrosity produced. The Great Stag looked Rory directly in the eye, his tiger brown eyes alight in Rory’s blues, he nodded and Rory heard a voice in his head. “You’re scared, you should be.” Rory blinked in Surprise, “Yes, little slave, I, the Great Stag, master of the order, am speaking in your pretty head,” the man said. His voice was lightly accented, exotic, ancient and beguiling. Rory had no idea what animal was hiding behind the Great Stag tattoo, but he was pretty sure it was some sexy fucking snake. The Stag smiled and whispered in his mind, “Good guess piggy, I am Lord Cobra as well as the Great Stag. “ Rory grinned, “When I fuck you I will first destroy you, you will be obliterated. Don’t fight it, let yourself go, give yourself over the to the pain and the pleasure. But when I come, you will be made whole. New and changed, with miraculous sexual abilities that will make you more desirable than you already are, you hot little muscle pussy.” The Great Stag opened his mouth and great roar came out, “Do you want my great cock to destroy you boy?” Rory grinned loud and said, “Fuck yes, Lord Stag, take my boypussy and destroy me.”

Recap: While I was lost in my rush, I hear him getting his cough on, and he bellows fuckkkkkk and begins earnestly fucking my hole. I’m in pig heaven he’s jackhammering away at my hole while I work his nips. He’s encouraging me calling me a slampig, that I’m just a hole, a whore for cock and cum. I eagerly agree begging him to fucking use me. Use my holes. Whore me out. When suddenly I hear a couple of coughs in the distance. I began looking about to see where and who the coughing was coming from, only to find another hot hairy daddy and a younger 30 something otter walking towards us. Daddy takes a minute from jackhammering my hole and looks down at me smiling and tells me I had talked with two of his buddies earlier and they’d messaged him while he was mixing the rigs. Just as he’d said that there’s a cock to my right and I swiftly swallow down the otters cock down to its base. The two daddies start making out while the other resumes his assault on my hole. As I mentioned earlier I’m lucky I get hard when I party and slamming for whatever reason makes my cock throb. Otter pulls out of my mouth and starts sucking my cock while the daddies switch off in my hole. I was in sexual nirvana daddy 2’s cock was thick, like beer can thick (I’ve always preferred girth over length), and I can feel my ass stretching around his thick drooling meat as he presses inward. Soon daddy 2 hits the sweet spot and he knows it. I’m moaning, begging him to keep using me, and soon I’m rewarded with the first load of the night. This signals a break and I dismount out of the sling. We began exchanging pleasantries, commenting how hot that was, what we were into, our kinks… all that shit Daddy 1 walks back in with a tray and 4 glasses. He offers each of us some Gatorade and G if we want it. We each draw up our respective dose and down it. Daddy 1 asks if I want other slam I couldn’t believe looking at the time that 3 hours had passed. I agree and he pulls out 4 rigs but advised these are a little bit stronger than our last round at .6. Knowing that .4 was the largest I’d ever done, I was equal parts anxious, curious, and eager. I agree, we agree it’d be hot for us all to shoot at the same time, and begin to tie off. We each got a register and held it until everyone was ready…. 3…. 2…. 1…. Blastoff…. Holy fuck, I’d never been so high in my life we each coughed and bellowed a guttural fuckkkkkkkkkkkk yeah… Every fiber of my being felt electric, and I was ravenous for anything and everything. My cock began shooting cum and was quickly buried in the otters ass. Using my cum for lube I began fucking that boy, just pounding his hungry hole while he edges me on with yeah, fuck me, fucking use me, use my hole, fucking breed me…. I feel one of the daddy’s behind me and shoves his cock in me. Fucking hell my ass has never felt this full before. The sensation of his dick against my prostrate and my cock in the otter sent me into overdrive. I began pounding my ass onto his dick and pounding the otters ass. The other daddy kneels down and the otter eagerly takes his cock into his mouth. He starts sucking that dick for all he’s worth. Soon I can feel a change in daddy’s rhythm behind me and this begins an orgasmic chain eruption as he empties his load into me, and I began to cum again. As I was orgasming my hole was milking his cock as he was filling me up. Causing me to shoot a huge fucking load into the otters hungry hole. By this time the G was in full effect, I pull out of the otter and begin eating his hole I LOVE eating a freshly fucked cummy hole). I’m pulling his ass parts so I can dig my tongue in deeper and get more cum. He suggests I lay on my back and he’ll squat on my face. Perfect… I flip onto my back and he squats down presenting me with a beautiful hairy puffy pink hole. I can see my cum starting to dribble out and stick my tongue up and into his ass. He’s moaning edging me on, fuck yeah, eat my ass when I feel the bed shift. He leans forward and grabs my legs back exposing my cock and ass.

Chapter 9: The Bacchanalia The ride from Nate’s office was a non-linear journey through a neon-slicked nightmare. Marcus was no longer the pilot of his own body; he was a passenger strapped into a vessel hurtling toward an unknown, terrifying destination. The city lights blurred into streaking watercolors, and the low, authoritative thrum of Nate’s voice was the only thing anchoring him to a reality that was rapidly dissolving. They didn't go to the Midtowne Spa. This was something else entirely. The Porsche pulled up to a sprawling, modernist mansion in the exclusive enclave of Turtle Creek, its glass walls glowing with an eerie, pulsing red light, like a heart beating in the night. Inside, the air was a physical entity, a thick, humid soup of incense, sweat, amyl poppers, and the raw, musky smell of aroused, chem-fueled men. This was no clandestine gathering in a back room; this was a full-blown Bacchanalia, a cathedral of flesh dedicated to the glorious poison of their truth. The main room was a panorama of unbridled lust. To Marcus's left, a man with intricate tribal tattoos covering his entire back was strapped to a St. Andrew's cross. A masked dom, his own cock a thick, heavy club, systematically worked a series of increasingly large sounding rods down the man's urethra, while a third man knelt at his feet, not just drinking, but bathing his face in the stream of piss that erupted from the bound man's cock. His moans were a mixture of agony and ecstatic surrender. Near the grand fireplace, a geyser of golden shower was in full effect. A muscular, silver-haired man stood over a younger, leaner partner who was on his knees, mouth open, receiving the warm, chem-laced piss directly onto his tongue and down his chest. The younger man was stroking himself furiously, his body glistening, lost in the act of total degradation and worship. In a corner, a group was gathered around a black gyno table, their faces illuminated by the glow of their glass pipes as they blew clouds into the air, the smoke mingling with the scent of Crisco and lube. The man on the table, his legs held back by two others, was being fisted. The top, his arm buried to the forearm in the man's hole, worked it slowly, methodically, twisting his fist. "Open up for me, you beautiful pig," he grunted. "Take my fucking arm. I want to feel your heartbeat from the inside." The man on the table could only respond with guttural, animalistic grunts, his cock leaking a steady stream of clear fluid onto his own stomach. Everywhere Marcus looked, there were rituals of conversion. A man in a leather sling was being slam-fucked by a top who had just administered a powerful hit to the bottom's jugular, the rush hitting him instantly as the top's cock pounded away. Another pair was in a 69, shotgunning thick clouds of meth smoke back and forth between them, their bodies writhing, their connection a feedback loop of chemicals and lust. This was the brotherhood in its full, unadulterated glory. A tribe of beautifully damned souls, all celebrating the gift, all passing their strains in a glorious, orgiastic communion. Brandon and Geoff moved through the throng like sharks, their presence commanding immediate respect. Geoff, his body already gleaming with a sheen of sweat, approached Marcus and Nate. He gave his father a deep, possessive kiss, tasting the chemicals on his breath, then turned his burning eyes to the new initiate. "Welcome to the family," he growled. "Time for your conversion." He led a dazed, pliant Marcus to the center of the room, to a single, black leather sling hanging under a stark, focused spotlight. It was an altar. The room's activity didn't stop; it simply shifted its focus. All eyes, all energy, turned to the new offering. Marcus, stripped of his suit and his dignity, was guided into the sling. His legs were placed in the stirrups, his hole exposed and twitching, a desperate, empty void that suddenly ached with a need so profound it was terrifying. Nate stood by his head, stroking his hair, his voice a calming anchor in the storm. "Just let go, Marcus," he whispered. "Stop fighting. Receive the gift." But Marcus couldn't hold it in. The sight, the sounds, the chemicals roaring through his system—it was too much. His hole, his very being, was crying out. "Please," he whimpered, the word torn from his throat. "Oh god, please... fill me. I need it. I need it so bad." A collective, appreciative murmur went through the crowd. The initiate was ready. Brandon appeared with a ornate, silver chalice filled with a steaming, golden liquid. "The first communion," he announced, his voice resonating through the room. "Drink. It's from the brothers. It will prepare you for the breeding." Marcus, lost in a haze of complete submission, drank deeply. The liquid was hot, salty, and bitter, the unmistakable taste of chem-piss from dozens of men. It was a potent offering of their collective essence, a final act of defilement that felt strangely like purification. It burned down his throat and settled in his gut, a fire that demanded to be quenched. Now the true ritual began. Geoff was the first to claim him. He stood between Marcus's spread legs, his own poz cock thick, hard, and dripping. "This is the Brand's welcome," he snarled, spitting a thick wad onto Marcus's hungry hole. "You're about to get a full introduction." He entered with a single, brutal thrust, making Marcus cry out, a sound of pure, unadulterated relief. As Geoff began to fuck, Brandon knelt, his own hands slick with lube. He began to work his fist into Marcus's hole alongside Geoff's pistoning cock. The double penetration was an overwhelming, white-hot flash of agony and ecstasy that shattered what was left of Marcus's mind into a million glittering pieces. "You're taking it," Nate coached from above, his voice a steady drumbeat in the symphony of lust. "You're taking our gift. You're being bred by the brotherhood." Geoff fucked him hard, his balls slapping against Marcus's ass, until he roared and buried himself deep, pumping a toxic load into Marcus's guts. "First seeding done!" he yelled, pulling out. But the sling wasn't empty for a second. Another man took his place, then another. It was a conga line of conversion. Each man had a different strain, a different story. A massive, muscle-bound bear with a spider tattoo grunted as he added his load. A lean, twink-like figure with a demonic brand followed suit. Marcus was a vessel, a receptacle for the collective seed of the tribe. He was no longer Marcus Thorne, the CEO. He was a hole, a canvas, a thing to be bred and marked. After a dozen men had gifted him, his hole was a gaping, messy masterpiece, dripping with a river of cum. The final participant stepped forward: Nate. He looked down at his rival, now a whimpering, broken, blissed-out thing. His hole was ruined, his body covered in sweat and spit, his mind completely rewritten. This was the ultimate hostile takeover. Nate entered him slowly, his nine-inch cock sliding into the sloppy, well-used depths with ease. "This is it, Marcus," he said, his voice low and final. "This is my strain. The one that started it all in our world. I'm not just breeding you. I'm claiming you. You belong to me now. You belong to the Brand." He began to fuck, not with anger, but with a deep, possessive rhythm. As he thrust, he reached down and grabbed Marcus's cock, which was inexplicably rock hard. He began to jerk him off in time with his strokes. "You're going to cum for me, Marcus," Nate commanded. "You're going to cum while I'm breeding you. You're going to associate this pleasure, this surrender, with your new purpose." The command was absolute. Marcus's body arched, and with a strangled scream, he erupted, shooting a massive load of his own cum across his chest. The sight of his total surrender sent Nate over the edge. He slammed in deep and unleashed his own potent, toxic seed, the final, definitive deposit in the breeding. He stayed plugged in, marking his territory. The room erupted in applause, not of politeness, but of primal approval. Brandon stepped forward, a tattoo gun in his hand this time. The buzzing of the needle cut through the air. "He is one of us," Brandon declared. He began to work on Marcus's lower back, just above his ass, etching the permanent biohazard trefoil into his skin. Marcus didn't even flinch. He just lay there, a tear of pure joy rolling down his cheek as the needle burned his new identity into his flesh. The Bacchanalia had succeeded. The Brand had claimed another soul. And as Nate watched, he knew this was only the beginning. They were a plague, and they were just learning how to spread.

Chapter 8 The brand on his forehead was gone, washed away in the shower that morning, but the mark remained, seared onto his soul. Nate looked at his reflection in the floor-to-ceiling window of his corner office. The man staring back was familiar—the dark hair, the square jaw, the expensive suit—but his eyes were different. They were cold, clear, and predatory. The world of Dallas finance, with its posturing and cowardly ambition, now looked like a petri dish. And he, Nate, was the contagion. His phone buzzed. It was a text from Brandon. Target acquired? Nate typed back a single word. Soon. His target was Marcus Thorne. For years, they had been nemesis, two alpha dogs fighting over the same scraps of corporate meat. Marcus was a man of impeccable control, his life a fortress of discipline and achievement. But Nate, with his new eyes, could see the cracks. He saw the desperation in Marcus's eyes during their last video call, the tremor in his hand as he signed a deal. He saw a man starving to death in the middle of a feast. He invited Marcus to his office for a late-night drink, to "discuss a truce." It was a lie, of course. There were no truces in their world, only acquisitions. Marcus arrived at 9 PM, his posture rigid, his smile a thin veneer over his suspicion. "Nate. To what do I owe the pleasure?" "To a new venture, Marcus," Nate said, his voice smooth as silk. He gestured to the bar in the corner of his office. "I've acquired a new asset. I thought you might appreciate its... unique properties." He poured two glasses of Macallan 1926, a bottle so rare it was worth more than a man's life. As he turned, his body blocked Marcus's view. In one glass, he dropped a single, small shard of the clear crystal. He watched it dissolve, invisible. He handed the tainted glass to Marcus. "To new horizons," Nate toasted, clinking their glasses. Marcus took a sip, his eyes closing as the peaty smoke of the scotch filled his senses. Beneath it, the chemical fire began its silent work. They talked business, but Nate was steering the conversation, using the language Marcus understood. "Our companies are at an impasse," Nate began. "Sometimes, to move forward, you need a hostile takeover. Not of a company, but of yourself. You need to acquire the one asset you've never had the courage to put on the books: your true nature." Marcus frowned, taking another larger sip of the scotch. The potent liquor, mixed with the crystal, was already softening the sharp edges of his mind. "What are you talking about, Nate?" "Leverage, Marcus. Risk. The thrill of the unknown." Nate stood and walked around the desk, leaning against it in front of Marcus. He unbuttoned his suit jacket, then his shirt, revealing the sculpted muscle of his torso. He turned, slightly, giving Marcus a clear view of the biohazard trefoil inked above his waistband. Marcus's breath hitched. His eyes widened, a flicker of shock and something else—fear, recognition, a horrifying curiosity—in their depths. "What... what is that?" "This is the real asset, Marcus," Nate said, his voice dropping to a low, hypnotic rumble. "This is the Biohazard Brand. It's a promise. It's a brotherhood of men who have stopped playing the game and started living the truth." He walked closer, kneeling in front of the stunned man. He took the glass from Marcus's trembling hand and set it aside. "You're tired of being in control, aren't you? You're tired of the constant performance. We can offer you something else. We can offer you surrender." From his pocket, Nate produced a small, prepared syringe with a dissolved booty bump. "This is the first step," he whispered, his voice a caress. "This is the key. Let me show you how to unlock the door." He reached for Marcus's belt. The older man didn't resist. His mind was a fog of scotch and chemicals, his body humming with a terrifying, exhilarating new energy. Nate undid his trousers, pulling them down. Marcus's cock was already hard, a traitorous response to the forbidden thrill of it all. Nate turned him over the leather sofa, exposing his firm, untouched ass. He was a blank canvas, a prime piece of real estate waiting to be developed. "Relax, Marcus," Nate coached, his voice echoing Kyle's from the other night. "Breathe. This is what real power feels like. This is the poison that will set you free." He pressed the syringe against Marcus's tightly furled hole and pushed the plunger. Marcus gasped, a sharp, electric jolt shooting through him as the chemical fire spread through his most sensitive tissues. His hole began to pulse, to ache, to hunger. "That's it," Nate murmured, his finger tracing the twitching ring. "You feel that? That's your body telling you the truth. It wants this. It needs this." He leaned down, his lips next to Marcus's ear. "You're going to join us, Marcus. You're going to take the gift. You're going to be one of us." He didn't fuck him. Not yet. He simply knelt there, a possessive hand on Marcus's lower back, feeling the tremors of the man's surrender. He watched as his rival, the titan of industry, broke down in his arms, a low moan escaping his lips—a sound of defeat, and of absolute, total release. The revolution had begun. And Marcus Thorne was its first willing casualty.

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.

My favorite position. On my back with a BBC in my pussy.

Not sure if this counts, but here’s a picture of my hard cock in my buddy’s hole - as well as the aftermath of his freshly bred hole!

HITCHED Within three years, I finished my master’s degree and was a couple of years into moving up the ladder with a firm in a large east coast city. Bob started a very successful business, also in a northeastern city. Bob and I visited each other a few times a year because we were an hour train ride away. He brought a different girlfriend with him each time we visited, but he finally found a nice Italian girl from Brooklyn, and they seemed to be well-suited. I didn’t know if he still had sex with guys on the side, but I wouldn’t be surprised. Dan continued to be a globe-trotter at the agency and was starting to learn the management side of the business. Due to his schedule, I didn’t see Dan as often as I saw Bob. I started seeing a therapist to deal with the trauma of seeing so many friends and guys I knew die young. Like all my contemporaries, I never grew accustomed to young death. And like some of them, I didn’t know if I was a ticking time. Looking back, I think I just assumed I was. I also discussed this with a couple of my closest friends, but never with my old college roommates. So far, I was the vision of a healthy young gay man, as were they. But I started to use condoms, most of the time. I wasn't ready to face taking a test and waiting weeks for the results. Much to his father’s chagrin, Dan’s career prevented him from ever finishing his undergraduate degree and continuing onto law school. But Dan was by far the smartest of my friends and he invested his considerable income in real estate in Manhattan, Harlem and Brooklyn long before prices skyrocketed. Dan was never into the drug scene in college, and he stayed out of the drug culture that pervaded the fashion industry. At 28, he was even wealthier than his old man, who was the managing partner of his Wall Street law firm. Dan invited Bob and me to the civil ceremony between him and his boyfriend, Kieran, who owned the construction company that did all the renovations to Dan’s investments. Dan was always muscular and lean, but I noticed he was particularly lean at the wedding and he’d been training for a marathon.. He was always the peacock among my friends. Dan’s twin sister, Liz, attended, but Dan’s parents did not. They were devout Irish-Catholics, but Dan was their only son, after all. I loved Liz and we got along like a riot. She was smart like Dan, but funny, out-going and razor-tongued compared to Dan’s relative introversion. In fact, Liz knew I was gay before I did. She outed me to myself when she visited Dan when we were still in college. She was surprised I was deceiving myself and told me I needed to get over that fast. Dan and Kieran had a party at a ballroom in the midtown hotel after the civil ceremony. The out-of-town guests seemed to all be staying at the hotel. But Bob and his girlfriend were staying with her parents in Brooklyn, far away from temptation. I had a couple of drinks and started talking to one of Dan’s friends from the industry. His name was Axel, and he was blond, blue-eyed and more muscular than the typical male fashion model. He was from Hamburg but had a small flat in Paris when he wasn’t working a runway or a fashion shoot. He was incredibly out of my league and I didn't know why he was even talking to me. While we chatted, I reached behind him and grabbed one of his muscular buttocks. He asked me if I wanted to join him for a drink in his room and we left the reception. In his room, we continued to kiss, as we tore each other’s clothes off. I pushed him back on his bed and got on top of him as we continued to kiss. Axel had a great veiny uncut cock, and I eventually licked my way down to it and pulled the hood back as I went down on him. He pulled me up to him and took his hooded cock and docked with my circumcised dick, our precum mixing under his hood. I pushed his legs back and he pulled them to his chest as I licked his beautiful hairy crack and hole. He made it wink at me, and I said, “I’ve got to get inside you right now.” He had some condoms, lube and a little brown bottle on the nightstand and I reached for them. I handed him the poppers then I ripped open the condom and squirted some lube on my cock. Axel huffed the poppers as I pushed my sheathed head into his hole and slowly slid all the way into him. I was a couple of strokes in and Axel pushed me out of his ass and said, “David, I want to feel you inside of me. I hate condoms,” as he pulled the condom off my cock. I didn’t waste a second before entering him naturally, although I knew better. I started fucking Axel hard and his hooded cock was leaking precum profusely. “I’ll pull out before I cum,” I said to him. He shook his “no” and held up the bottle to my nose as I huffed. With my head swimming I started to rail Axel’s beautiful pussy as then I came hard inside of him. We fucked each other much of the night when one of us would wake up horny. The next morning I woke up with Axel sliding his cock balls-deep, "Time to get up David." I returned home the later that day and the day after that, I felt that “pissing razorblades” feeling of gonorrhea.

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Mike embraced me and we kissed long and deep. I could feel his tongue enter my mouth as I sucked it in deep. As we continued to kiss I felt him carrying me to the edge of the pool to the shallow end. We broke our kiss and he lightly caressed my nipples. I could feel him reach my left nipple and he then discovered that it was pierced. “Nice” is all he whispered as he rolled his fingers over my piercing and waves of electric pleasure washed over me. I could feel my butt against the edge of the pool and then he turned me around.Mike slipped behind me and caressed me from the back all over my body. My cock hardening as I felt his lips on my neck and his hands work their way slowly down to my hips. Slowly but surely he massaged my hips and pushed on my lower back to signal that he wanted me to bend over and of course I did. He then lift me slightly so my ass was out of the water and I could feel his tongue go down my back as I leaned out of the pool to expose my hole to him. Mike leaned down and continued his trail of kisses until he found my sweet spot and began to rim me. I could feel his tongue opening my hole and sending shots of pleasure all over my body as his tongue went deeper into me. Then I felt his finger enter me as he continued to rim me. I could feel it curl and hit my prostrate as a wave of pleasure caused me to gasp. I squirmed in pleasure as his finger slowly worked its way back and forth over my prostrate. Then he added a second finger and the pleasure intensified as both fingers worked their way across my prostrate. I began to hump his fingers and moan loudly as I felt an orgasm build inside of me. He withdrew both of his fingers and denied my orgasm from happening. I moaned “No don’t stop I am so close.” He rubbed his hands across my ass and I could feel his hard cock bob across my left cheek as it rubbed as he spread my ass open and close a couple of times. I whispered “Please let me cum.” Mike whispered back “Oh I will let you cum soon.” Even in the water I could feel his cock leaking a bit of cum onto my left cheek as it centered itself between my ass. I was so horny and wanted to cum so badly I wiggled my ass up and down until his head was at my entrance. I could feel the heat of his cock and the hardness I had caused. I pushed back slightly and felt his head against the lips of my hole and then it slipped past. He slowly entered a-bit at a time, repeatedly pulling out and going deeper each stroke. Finally I could feel his wet hair against my ass and his balls slap against me. The water amplified the sounds of him fucking me and quieted the moans of pleasure that were escaping from my mouth. He quietly said “Now I am going to make you cum and give you what you wanted.” My mind could not quite process that I was being fucked bareback with a POZ highly toxic cock. All I knew that his death stick was giving me pleasure and my body wanted it, needed it. My brain only wanting that release of my building orgasm. I could feel it building again as his cock pounded my ass and the rhythm of the water. Finally sweet release of my orgasm hit me and I felt my muscles clench around his POZ cock. As my muscles twitched I felt the head of his cock swell and Mike yelled “ I am CUMMING! Take my changed load you fag!” The waves of pleasure hit me deep as his positive cum flooded my guts multiple times. I could feel his large load burying itself deep inside me. I could feel his cock shrink as he hard on subsided. Slowly trailing out of my ass and I feeling a sense of loss as he plopped out of my gaped hole. I layed on the edge of the pool enjoying what had happened and started to process that he had fucked me bareback and that he was positive. Mike got out of the pool and was getting dressed as I finally opened my eyes. He came over and leaned over as I rolled onto my back. He caressed my nipples and I felt another wave of pleasure as he tweaked my right nipple and kissed me. “I know you will want another, give me a call when you do.” Mike whispered as he got up and walked away with his shirt trailing in his hand. All I could do is lay there and relive the last couple of minutes knowing that he had just pozzed me in the pool. I had not expected to happen and all I thought was I had wished I would have caught it on video.

We broke up just around Christmas. Just in time for winter break and I headed home to see the family and some old friends. I sent Aaron, neighbor that used to fuck me, and email saying I was coming home and he emailed back saying that he was going to Florida with his family. I was bummed out about the whole break up. It wasn't I great Christmas. I was scheduled to leave my hometown just before New Years and go back to school and party before 2nd year, 2nd semester started - the semester you land that internship which gets you your job after graduation (supposedly, it did for me). One night I heard the my neighbor's dog barking and realized that either Aaron's family had left the dog at home (unlikely) or they were back. I pulled on my coat and went outside and saw Aaron bringing in some bags. I helped him and said, "I heard the dog. What are you doing home." There was some story. Drama! His mom and dad were there and I said hey, Aaron, his dad and I grabbed some beers and they lit a fire in the family room and we all hung out for a bit. We'd been friends since our mom's met at the bus stop going to work when we were five. He and I played baseball, football, Nintendo, everything together until we had started messing around. His parents went to bed to give us time to "catch up." Aaron and I chatted about school and work, etc. We switched to bourbon (love his family's bar) and after a bit he asked about Will because I hadn't mentioned him. I told him what happened - the cheating and he saw how down I was. He kissed me and said, "Will's stupid. You're the hottest ass I ever had. Too bad you don't live here." We laughed. He started asking if I was still mostly a bottom and stuff like that. He said guys can become more versatile in relationships and I agreed but said that hadn't happened with Will. He asked if I had loved him and said I think I really had. Probably still did. We poured more booze and he told me about the guys he'd been "seeing." Eventually we kissed again. His bedroom was on the first floor so we just took our drinks and went to his room. I knew what he wanted so I took off my shirt right away and kicked off my shoes. We sat on his bed and kissed. We leaned back on the bed and made out some, but we knew he was going to fuck me so it didn't take long for us to be naked. I sucked his nice 6" cock, kinda thick, but nothing like Will's perfect cock that had filled my ass for six months. Instead of fucking, I just continued to suck his cock until he said he was close. I didn't stop sucking him and then I did something with Aaron that I'd never done in our 10 years of messing around. He came in my mouth and I swallowed his load. After his cum high ended he said, "That was so fucking hot. Did you do that with Will?" I said, "First Date." He laughed and said, "You changed for the better." We laughed hard and just hung out naked for a bit. I hadn't cum yet and Aaron asked if I wanted my ass eaten. I said, "Fuck yeah" and I spread my legs and lifted them up. He laughed and said turn over. I did and got on all 4s and he started eating my ass. He had never eaten my ass before I was loving it. He asked in between licking my ass and pushing his tongue inside past my sphincter if I had had my ass eaten before. We'd never talked about it, because we usually just fucked and did oral. I told him I had and he asked if Will was the first. I told him about Matt from that night in college (part 1). He stopped eating my ass to listen and he grabbed some lube and fingered me while I told him about the whole thing. I even told him that I'd let Matt bareback me. He wasn't shocked or disappointed. He said, "That's so hot." He asked if Will barebacked me and I told him, "Every time. Even the first time." I asked if he had barebacked guys since I knew he hadn't dated anyone seriously yet. Aaron said, "Most guys like it bareback. Just not everyone does it bareback." I said, "You didn't answer my question." He told me a few guys. I said, "Hot." He leaned in and kissed me. We kissed for a while with 3 of his fingers in my ass. He then asked if I let those guys cum in me. I said, yes. He said, "Hot. Can I bareback you?" I kissed him and said, "Yes." He immediately pulled his fingers from my ass, lubed his cock and placed it on my asshole, He started pushing in and I guess I'd gotten easier for a 6" cock to slide in my ass after getting fuck by Will's 8" cock. I moaned and let him slide all the way in. He said, "Wow man that's the fastest I've even slid into your ass." He just started sliding in and out of my ass. I let him take over and kind of pound my ass for a while and said nothing. I was moaning some, but really thinking about Will. Aaron started to jerk me off as he fucked me. My thoughts came right back to him and how good he was making me feel. He asked if he could cum in my ass and he said, "I really want to breed you." I agreed and said, "I wanted his load." He came in my ass like a flood. I was so turned on. He stopped fucking me but didn't stop jerking me off. I came like a minute later and we kissed. He said, "You should've told me that story about you getting bred years ago. it was so hot cumming in your ass." We made out and I went home, but we fucked around for a few more days before I left to go back to school. We never used condoms again. Mostly because we only ever fucked during one other time period when he came to visit me at school. After that he got a boyfriend and stayed monogamous. After I got back to school, I started to think that barebacking wasn't so bad. I just had to be careful about who I let bareback me. I'd only do it with guys I was dating or knew really well. I'd never let a trick/hookup/one night stand fuck me bareback again.

I really was a "good boy" for the rest of college. I dated a few guys and slept around some, but I always used condoms. Even when I was back home and hooked up with my neighbor, Aaron, a few times we always used condoms. He was becoming a great top. I guess he much have been fucking around a lot because he made me want it every time I saw him. I went to law school after that and my whole first year was hellish with studying, etc. After my first set of finals, I went out and partied hard for two days - even missed my plane home for Christmas. LOL. When I came back for second semester, I was back on track and starting to look for 1st year summer internships. I was dating a dude at this point, but we never saw each other and weren't exclusive. He asked to fuck me bareback a bunch of times, but I always played safe. I honestly think he was into me, but I was too busy to spend much time with him and we broke it off. Over the summer, I got a summer internship at a decent sized firm and was working long, but not crushing hours and I was able to go out with some friends I'd made by hooking up and a running club and at law school. I think I also starting chatting on AOL with guys at this point, but I couldn't bring myself to just hook up with a guy I just met online. One of those times online though, I met an awesome, funny, smart guy. His name was Will. We agreed to go running one weekend. I met him and we ran. He was cute, had a great body, was my height at 6'2", was thin with a six pack from running and I was betting a hot cock. We laughed and talked as we ran. We had a great time. I agreed to meet him and his friends out later that night for a pre-party at his place and then go out to the clubs. He called me later and asked if I wanted to get dinner too. I was so excited and said yes. We shared a small dinner and then went around the corner to his friend's place. He and his boyfriend and a couple of other guys were there. He chatted and drank beers and vodka - Will and I on vodka. We stayed there for a while and then went out to the clubs. I hadn't been to a few of them and we danced and had so much fun. Will grinded on me some (not a great dancer for sure) and we made out a lot. At about 2am we left the club and went back to Will's place. We kinda talked about it and I had said yes to staying over earlier in the night. He had also said he was versatile and I said I was too, but mostly a bottom. He said, "You're ass is so hot. I bet guys always want to fuck you. I know I do." And we laughed. We got back to his place - a studio in the gay neighborhood - and we started to make out even before his door was opened. We got inside and made out a ton. The room was literally - a bed and a desk. No chairs or sofa. I did a little strip tease of him and slipped off my underwear showing him my ass. He rubbed my ass and immediately started rimming me. His tongue was so good in my ass. I was so hot for Will. I wanted him so bad. I wanted him to be my boyfriend. I wanted him to fuck me. I wanted the night to never end. Mostly, I wanted his tongue to stay in my ass forever. After a few minutes, he asked me to suck his cock and he got naked. I went to town on his hot cock. It had to be 8 or 8.5" cut. It was a perfect cock. Not to thick, but just enough to totally stretch my mouth and kinda veiny. I wanted him to like my blow job. I wanted that so much that I was so good at sucking his cock that he was going crazy. He said after a few minutes that he was going to cum. I did something I'd never done before. I didn't stop sucking him and let him cum in my mouth and I swallowed his load. He said that was so hot and that he never cums from head, but I was too good. He asked how he tasted and I said good. He said something silly about making his cum sweeter by drinking orange juice and eating bananas so guys would like the taste. We laughed and cuddled on his bed. He played with my ass some more and he gave me a good blow job, but pulled off when he could tell I was getting closer. He did this a few times, which was "edging" me and I didn't know that's what he was doing at the time. I was so hard and he was getting hard again. We made out so long that the sun was coming up. I'm not sure when it happened, but we grabbed some lube and lubed up our cocks and he fingered my ass some with it. We kept lubing our cocks to "edge" and make it hotter as we made out. Eventually I was straddling him and he was rock hard. He was lying flat on his back and his cock was rubbing against my ass as we made out. I said, "Do you want to fuck me?" He said yes and I grabbed the lube an rubbed it on his cock and my ass. He was looking up at me and I could tell he was about to tell me the condoms were in the drawer. At that moment, I did the sluttiest thing I'd ever done. I wanted Will to like me and want me so badly. I wanted that cock. I was so fucking turned on by him. I just sat on his cock. I winced at first, but I slipped his whole raw cock in my ass. He moaned and I moaned and I adjusted to his size and started to ride him. He started fucking up into me and say what a hot piece of ass I was. I was loving it. I had just put a bareback cock in my ass myself. It's not that I wasn't thinking at the time, I was thinking. I was thinking I wanted him to fuck me bareback. I wanted to feel what I'd felt with those other random guys. But, Will was special. I had just met the man of my dreams and I wanted him to bareback me. It was so fucking hot to have him inside me bareback. I rode him and he bucked up into me. After a while, he said he was getting close and I didn't stop riding him. I wanted him to cum inside me. I wanted Will's load. He said it again and I just kept going. I leaned down and kissed him as I still rode his bare cock. He then grabbed my waist and grunted so loudly and I felt his warn cum shooting inside my ass. I didn't stop riding him and I started jerking my cock until I came maybe a minute later. We made out and talked about how hot that was. He said it was the first time he'd ever topped bareback. I asked if he liked it and he said fuck yes. I said I liked it too. He and I made out and fell asleep. We woke up in the afternoon and took a shower. We agreed to meet for dinner at his place and to watch Sex and the City. I made sure to look really sexy when I went over to Will's later that night. We ordered food and made out some. I sucked his cock and swallowed his load again. Just then, the delivery guy showed up. I laughed so hard as he tried to get dressed and pay the dude. It was so funny. He put the food in his tiny kitchen, came back in and no joke, we got in a tickle fight. Next thing I know my tight jeans were coming off and I had't worn underwear because I needed to do laundry. He grabbed the lube that was still on the floor next to the bed from earlier and lubed up his cock and said, "Let's fuck." This time it felt a bit odd that he didn't ask me about a condom because he seemed like it always used them. But, all I wanted was his cock inside me and I spread my legs and he slid his cock in me slowly. I was still in my tshirt and I pulled that off as he bottomed out his cock inside me. He asked if I was ready, I said yes, fuck me. And he started to slide in and out and then long dick me and then pulled out and popped back in a few times. He slam fucked my ass for a while and I just started cumming as he fucked me. He noticed and sped up some and didn't even ask or say anything but came inside me and collapsed on me. We kissed. I had just taken a second load from Will. I wanted all his loads. I was falling for him hard. He was my perfect guy. We watched Sex in the City that night and fucked again. I rode him again that night and let him cum inside me again. Will and I went out for a few really happy months. I was always running over to his place to get his raw cock in me. I topped him a few times, but he was almost always unloading in my ass. I think I took 200 loads from him in the 6 months we dated. (Ah, youth!) Then, one day I found out he was also fucking around with his neighbor, a really bitchy asshole named Jimmy. I was so mad because I had been let into the building by a person who'd seen me there a lot. I went upstairs and realized that there were noises coming from his apartment. He was moaning and saying "keep fucking me. Don't stop." Then I heard Jimmy clearly say, "Do you want my load?" My Will, the guy I was falling in love with said, "Cum in my ass." I waited for that to stop and I was devastated. My guy was cheating on me. I knocked on the door and Will answered and saw me. He was so shocked and I started to cry. Jimmy laughed at me and Will, thank god, threw him out. We argued and fought and I pushed him and cried a lot. I couldn't believe my perfect man who I had chosen to take bareback one the first date and every fuck after and taken over 200 loads from was cheating on me. He said he cared for me a lot, but we weren't monogamous and he didn't want to be. I was so hurt. After about an hour, he held me and kissed me and wiped my tears away. I let him hold me and I leaned against him. He kissed my head and I kissed his chest. He was still only in his briefs. He rubbed my back and I kissed his chest more. I knew what I was going to do. I had to show him I was a better fuck than Jimmy. I saw him getting hard and I slipped off the bed, took off my shirts, slipped his cock out of his briefs and started sucking his cock. I gave him a great blow job. We both had a ton of mixed emotions. He couldn't concentrate on me giving him head, so he pulled me up and we kissed and made out and he took off my pants and boxers and gave me a blow job. I moaned and let him work. Then, I went down on my knees again off the bed with him on the edge of the bed and sucked him some more. I could smell the cum in him and the sex he'd just had. I saw the lube on the floor and opened it and spread it on my ass. I turned around and lowered my ass onto his cheating bare cock and rode him. After a while, he flipped my over and I was bent over the bed and he started fucking me hard. He knew I liked him buried deep in me and doing short strokes to hit my prostate. That's what he did. Soon I was cumming. He didn't stop like he usually did after I came. Instead he kept fucking me which kind of hurt at first, but I got used to it. Then he said, "Take my cum." He grunted so load and I felt him unload in my ass. I was so sad and so horny and exhausted. Will and I never made it past that last fuck. We slept together that night but I couldn't sleep. My ideal guy was cheating on me and my ass, even bareback, wasn't enough. I was devastated. I was a 6'2", blonde hair, blue eyed, really attractive guy with a toned body and a good career ahead of me that was letting a guy cum in my ass at least 5 times a week and he still didn't want me. I didn't know what to do......(until next time.)

Nothing turns me on more than when a top flips me over onto my back, looks me dead in the eye and slowly rubs his naked cockhead around my asianboy hole. When all I can do is relax to let him slide his raw cock into me, I'm in heaven. Personally, I find it a turn off when a top asks if he can ride me raw. I much prefer to be taken naturally. The only hotter time is if we start off with him bagged, but somewhere along the way he loses the condom.