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On 4/28/2017 at 9:28 AM, Sem said:

I can't speak for anyone else here, but I don't think it's morally okay, especially when it comes to the health of another person. 

The real question though is whether Breeding Zone is the most appropriate place to contemplate about society's or one's own moral standards. 

I think it's a matter of respect. OK, there are people who _LOVE_ to be objectified and they all know the risk of being treated as a container where men empty their balls.

But in the other case, people must be free to decide of their health. They can have many reasons for using condoms, so I'd never feel the right to take it off without their consent.

I have not been free, my former bf gave me HIV by cheating at a time where PrEP was not an option; who can blame a couple deciding to bareback? And who can guess the man you love is fucking around behind your back?

That was not stealthing, but I don't find a correct behaviour when you decide for another person's health without their consent.

Then, OK, with FANTASY you can fly high and talk as dirty as you want, virus transmissions in roleplay do not harm. But reality is another matter.

2 hours ago, Ashypup said:

I've cum to every part of this story twice and it gets better with every part 

True! Maybe one of best stories published here.

And I'm a story author myself so I know what I talk about.

Author's note: 

the matter of "left and right" is inspired by a real misunderstanding happened with my closest friend, who is blind, when I met her the first time and I was telling her where the waiter placed her coke glass. "It's on the table, to the right"... I was in front of her and assumed she immediately caught I was referring to _my_ right side, so her left! 

I was unexperienced with blindness related stuff so I made lots of mistakes but we still laugh at this and I say, "if you were a guy and I asked to suck my dick you shouldn't go wrong, the dick is central!" 

Chapter 12 hopefully coming soon! With surprises. 

Chapter 11, here it is! Enjoy!

Gifter PozCop is on meds, yes, but I'll not spoil you on what those meds are!

(I enjoy leaving my readers hanging a bit)

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Part 11 – Right or left?

-Ian:

I was there, standing on the living room’s carpet, smell and sound of sex intoxicating my senses. I had to stroke my dick constantly, otherwise it could explode!

“Poz me again”, the bottom begged; “Hunter, give me your fucking HIV! Recharge me!”

I heard the top slapping his partner’s ass hard, the bottom yelping in pain: “Take it! Every drop is for you, Ryan! All my undetectable seed flooding your hole!”

“I want to add mine too”, I found the courage to go closer and talk to them. “I can’t resist any longer, let me join in!”

“You liked it, didn’t you?” The bottom smiled; “as you can realize, Hunter replaced you very soon! This is the lesson for betraying him with our gifter!”

Hunter didn’t talk; after pulling out from the bottom he walked behind me and touched my shoulders pushing me down; I understood that language, so I knelt on the carpet. His dick was few centimeters from my face! I could smell cum and ass juices around and my former boyfriend grabbed my head towards him, guiding me to his member. “Good sluts clean a top’s dick”, he grinned. “Or did you forget how to do it? Taste your brother’s fluids!”

But before I could reach Hunter’s erect dick, a sudden pain blocked my neck. It seemed like my muscles stopped working, every single movement of my head made me yelp.

Ryan was the first to notice it and got up, his still open hole dripping Hunter’s seed everywhere.

“I don’t manage to turn my head”, I complained; “it was so sudden, I don’t know what happens!”

I felt fingers massaging my neck sides, but it just worsened the situation. “Game over”, Hunter resigned at that point. “We must call a doctor, or let him rest!”

“I’d like a coffee”, I begged, “could one of you please come to help me prepare it?”

Ryan consented, and we reached the kitchen, hand in hand.

“You’re a pianist!”, he said exploring my fingers slowly; “Am I wrong?”

I told him about the piano at my old place, and how Gifter fell in love with my music performances; “lucky you, Ian! Feel my fingers. They’re not normal any more!”

His voice sounded suddenly sad and I didn’t want to offend him, so I tried to change the conversation’s subject. “You can help me with the coffee machine, right?”

We stood in front of it, but Ryan guided me on his hands again. “You can notice my fingers don’t move properly…”

I felt embarrassed. The man who some minutes before was fucked by my ex in front of me, now was behaving as a friend.

“I was a pianist too”, he almost cried; “till my father discovered bug chasing stories on my computer”.

Once again he squeezed my hand with his. “Moving like I’m doing on you, causes me pain. Making a long story short, my father paid a guy who broke my fingers. You can guess the end, by yourself! Doctors say I can’t play the piano ever again.”

I hugged him tight, shocked and completely conscious I could say or do nothing to help or even comfort my new friend.

“I’m nothing more than a sex toy now. For Gifter, for Hunter, for everyone… That’s the truth!”

He guided my hand on his dick… It was covered but that tool didn’t look like a condom.

“Chastity cage”, he explained; “it was Gifter’s punishment for the moment he thought I brought HPV home.”

I touched all over the cage, till I found the lock; with fingers, tongue, teeth, I tried everything but that damned thing was made of METAL!

“Hey”", Ryan whispered at my ear. “Gifter completely lost his mind for you. So, you would be the right person to convince him to unlock my cage.”

“Nothing is free, bro, I smiled; “now help me with coffee then we can consider anything else!”

I pressed the button on the machine’s front panel; three ascending beeps warned me it was ready.

“Water is OK, powder too”, Ryan told me; “you can easily proceed!”

I pressed the button on my right side, but nothing happened. Ryan did not say a word, he just walked towards the fridge and prepared something on the kitchen’s table.

“Fuck”, I exclaimed; “you think to eat and not to help me!”

“I’m preparing breakfast for all three of us”, he replied; “or would you like to eat alone?”

Now the pain passed from my neck to my left armpit; it was so intense I could not tolerate it!

With my right hand I touched under my left arm, only to notice a swollen, hard gland. Was it already time for fuck flu? It couldn’t be, it was too early! Then that matter of meds, I still was afraid Gifter was undetectable. Maybe it’s stress, or the fact I moved more than usual, because of sex.

The pain made me almost lose balance and to avoid falling, I grabbed the machine’s edge with my left hand. Fuck! Here it was, the round button! I pressed it with no hesitation. Maybe the pain, or the eagerness for coffee, I finally heard the machine working!

I quickly placed the cup under it, well it was a bowl, not a cup! Ryan laughed at me: “we are brothers soon, I don’t mind sharing coffee with you!”

“Me too”, Hunter said walking in; “I always join in, if a good coffee is available.”

I was still thinking of the machine, and the message Gifter sent me: “the round button on its right side”.

“I have pressed the button to the left, to make it work!” I told the guys. “I think Gifter is making a fool of me. He’s lying to me about many things, so he can control me whenever he wants!”

“NO! What the fuck are you saying!” Ryan was furious at me, it was clear that his gifter was an idol for him.

“He’s not a liar, it’s your fault! Ian, if you press wrong buttons, you’ll get wrong answers! Don’t blame Gifter for your mistakes.”

“Ryan is right”, Hunter replied, sitting on the chair in front of me; he touched my left shoulder and continued. “It’s that simple. I’m in front of you, so, my right hand stays on your left shoulder.”

I remained silent but took my phone with Gifter’s message.

“He specified it”, Hunter said; “the machine’s right side, not your right. So, with you facing it, the machine’s right is your left!”

Such a fool I was, usually I laughed at myself for these blindness-related mistakes but this time was different.

We passed the coffee bowl one another, till we emptied it, and Ryan inserted it into the dish washer. Another good smelling bowl was on the table, with a spoon in it but I had no courage to touch it.

“This is our chocolate pudding”, Hunter encouraged me; “you remember when we ate an entire bowl together, sharing the spoon?”

I smiled at those memories, dreaming it was Gifter in place of him. “Now we are three and share this with Ryan too!”

We ate the pudding and licked the spoon simultaneously; it was inevitable that in a few minutes we were exchanging passionate kisses, soaked in chocolate!

When Hunter got up to wash his hands, I took the opportunity and whispered in Ryan’s ear: “I found meds in our gifter’s underwear drawer; are they yours? Or Hunter’s--?”

“No one of us is on meds”, Ryan answered; “they are Gifter’s HIV meds, but their effect is the opposite from traditional pills. I can’t tell you further!”

sorry bro, I didn't notice you uploaded another chapter of this.

Curious to know where it goes! 🎁☣😘

Dude! This is becoming more and more hot! Let's see how it evolve, I expect one of these scenarios: 

1. Jay discovers Will's tattoo and freaks out, but his body tells otherwise and it ends up with Will fucking him. 

2. Jay discovers Will's tattoo and reveals he has one similar. They are biological brothers in two ways 🦠☣️ 

A new gifter is born 🎁☣

Finishing a couple articles for another project then I'll schedule chapter 11. 

For my readers: be patient! 

...Or even if someone tells me they're poz with a detectable viral load. I won't judge them, assuming a person has a high viral load because they do not take meds for choice, it's serophobia. If someone shares this with me we may discuss, I may tell them why I think this is not the appropriate road to follow. But I can't squeeze their nostrils to force their mouth open, and push the pills in their throat forcefully. 

So, I think it's important not to create stigma among us, considering an undetectable or detectable as "good" or "bad" for a prejudgment. 

I know many people -lgbt or not- who are following all prevention rules, they have no STD and you are safe if you go to bed with them; but they're complete ASSHOLES. 

It means nothing. 

In fiction the author's duty is to specify it's fiction; as I said, there are many stories written by the so-called "enemy"'s point of view. But that does not mean authors approve a certain way to talk, or to act. In bed it's the same: if your sex partner is into it, you can degrade them, treat them as an animal or even your trash can, if all parts are consenting. 

For me, this concept is disgusting, if someone would tell me if I'm clean -meaning neg- I answer as many do: "I just took a shower". Or yes, I'm cleaner than you for sure, as I don't discriminate people by their status. 

People read faster and more than they write - this is true but if you want to create readable -and original- content, it takes many efforts.

Then it depends also on what you want from a story! IMHO it's better to have less stories but good, than many stories which repeat themselves or do not transmit anything (pun intended). 

I confess I have read lots of stories here but the ones I remember are few!

I recognize this is a very sensitive subject, so, I try to reply to you as polite as I can: some fetishes discussed in the "back room" turn me on, I can't hide it; but being turned on by something does not mean wanting to pursue it or wishigng others do it; reading real stories here, and talking to real chasers, made me understand most of them are INFORMED people. They know both roads and they chose to follow one rather than the other. Of course if I discover a very close friend is a bug chaser I try to understand why, before judging him, but I would never come here or on Twitter to say "please don't, you're wrong" to strangers.

There's a debate about lack of sex education, especially young people assuming they can learn something about sex, thanks to porn; but porn's role is NOT to educate. Even if there are some videos which have this purpose, I mention "U Equals fucking U" I think most of you know what I'm talking about. And lack of education can be seen even in game chats for instance, where many women are bothered with sex requests by complete strangers.  

About my stories, they're set in a reversed world where "positive" is the ordinary while "negative" is the stigmatized condition - the opposite of real world, and the purpose is to induce reflection. If you're a neg reader and feel offended because the poz character calls the neg one "empty box" "electron" or such names, think about what a HIV positive person can feel when they're called names or even rejected from job, relations, family... by negative serophobics in real world.

Then, yes, I write twisted stories in the bugchasing fiction section here, but it's part of the writer's game; it does NOT mean I want to poz real people at all! How many books or films exist, where the murderer never gets caught? This does not mean authors approve such behaviours!

Books or films can be chosen; if you want to read love you do not go to the crime section; Internet is bigger, that's why my most twisted HIV stories are here in the bug chasing fictional section; what I publish elsewhere also has the talking virus, the pozworld, and so, but it's much more soft and based on relationships between positive and negative.

WTF, I am tired to explain everything to everyone, even HERE.

I feel this is becoming a FLAME, while it can be a useful discussion instead. 

I'm the first to say that you can fly high with FANTASY; as a story author I know it and I defend the freedom to have fantasies, live them, EMBRACE them, without judging ourselves or feeling guilty; but important thing is to be EDUCATED and know how to distinguish between fantasy and desire. 

I remind that in many countries there's still a very large stigma against us; I'm reading a long discussion -flame?- elsewhere about a guy who was not admitted to a reality show because he has HIV. And this year he came out, asking to participate again, and FINALLY the rule has changed. I personally don't like that kind of reality shows but I find very important that the concept of "undetectable untransmittable" begins to enter into "mainstream culture"'s doors. 

And let me say... my bf's mother loves to watch that sort of shows so I count on this, I think some day the discussion will come out and I'll come out as an undet poz too. The rest can go to hell when it wants. 

My sex fantasies then, they're other things; I live them in bed, but have also learnt to embrace them and allow them to flow out in my written stories -here and in other spaces- so if someone assumes I'm infecting other people, I have means to sue them and to defend myself from any issue. UEqualsU must become a basic concept. Then, if there are positive people who want to remain detectable and negative folks who accept -or search for- the risk in real life, well, it's not our business. 

Serophobic propaganda must end! If people continue not to test for the fear of stigma, HIV will continue to spread. It's too easy to accuse the rare cases of gifters/chasers when the biggest problem is under the ground. 

Mine is because I'm mainly an author of fantasy stories with HIV involved; nothing published or paid, it's just a hobby here and in some other web spaces.

I was conflicted at the beginning as I wanted "PozWorld" due to the fantasy environment I create in my stories, but it sounded too ambitious and I preferred PozTales - the starting idea was to share this profile with my partner but English is not our first language, he's not too familiar and he has preferred to let me use it mostly.

As we have both the same first name, we playfully call ourselves Proton and Electron (positive and negative sign) or, better, GifterProton and ChaserElectron so I also thought to change my nickname in GifterProton. Yes, "Gifter" is my nickname outside too, even if most people think it's due to a Christmas party where one year I distributed presents to children while dressed as Santa.

In the end I decided to leave PozTales though, for a matter of RESPECT towards others: for me poz talk remains a fantasy, even during real sex but I'm undetectable without any intention to spread HIV so adding "gifter" to my label could cause misunderstandings or, worse, illusions.

The world is full of keyboard warriors promising the moon only to leave people with nothing, I am not one of them, I clarify from the beginning what I'm here for and people I chat with who have learnt to know me, respect me as I am.

Good! My virus is suggesting me those two guys are poz brothers -converted by the same gifter- and they don't know it yet.

11 minutes ago, onlyraw said:

PozTales - here I also think it is a matter of where these terms are used

in real life they are certainly HIVphobic and hurtful- and show the ignorance of the person using them

But in one of the fictional stories on here, when used in the  right way - they can  help in making the story more erotic in a very piggy way

You got it! As a fiction writer I know what you're talking about; in my fictions I use terms because their purpose is to remark the character's role. 

And to make serophobic people suffer the same stigma they tend to give us. 

I use it as a sort of hierarchy. From the "empty box" to the "superior". 

Sort of auto-stigma? Do you mean this? Maybe people are afraid of re-infection and this can be understood, I think; when/if asked, I specify I'm undetectable but don't make a matter of life or death about this. 

Unfortunately I think someone may be influenced by homophobic and serophobic culture, so they develop a sort of pre-judgments so if you respect rules you are respected, otherwise discriminated.

Making it short, I'm afraid many people think being detectable is something to be blamed for, I have learnt that other people's life and reasons, are NOT my business. Someone does not take meds for choice, some others have a resistance, why is not something I have to worry about. 

Also this jargon which is used here too. "dirty" rather than "clean" or even "toxic", we should start to treat people better. Words have their relevance. 

I've never been so much into anonymous sexual encounters, but I feel the same. I would not say it's "depression" but I think at a certain point you become more "selective". Life has many phases and we must take it as it is! Personally I feel it with food, and it may be the same with sex. Nothing obliges all of us to maintain same habits all life long. 

9 minutes ago, evilqueerpig said:

This story speaks to me.

What do you mean?

My twisted bf wants Sharon character with two twins scorpions tattooed one on the right and one on the left breast, with their tail pointing straight to the nipples. And a biohazard circling her belly button.

Of course no female sexuality will be mentioned in this tale, but PozCop may tell about the symbols.

4 minutes ago, evilqueerpig said:

Better and better!

Thanks bro!

POSITIVE feedbacks mean a lot to me 🦠☣

I haven't forgotten this one, I'm just conflicted about which direction to choose. I have two possible developments and maybe I let my HIV choose by himself 🦠☣🤣

Can't talk for others. But, about myself, I'm honest here distinguishing what I share for fantasy and what my real stories are. 

Everyone has needs and sex desires, so it's a matter of mutual respect and conscience, to be honest when talking to others. Honesty pays! And I think fiction folders are made on purpose. So, if I've got something fictional, I tell it there. Unless it's in other fantasy-related posts where "fantasy" is explicitly written. Nowadays Internet can allow us to create fake identity and even build a second fantasy life from the beginning; everyone decides how to deal with their bodies, lives, and sex desires. Here everyone knows I'm undetectable and gifting is a fantasy/roleplay for me; so, if someone wants to have fun with poztalk, they do, and they know not to expect a real transmission from me. 

HIV can be a choice today, an informed and conscious choice. Both from the gifter and from the chaser. But it's a lifechanging decision, no one has the right to judge people when they say yes, or they say no.

16 minutes ago, ChaserKubby said:

We had to wait for a bit, but was worth it....next chapter is gonna be HOT!

I'll do my best! The main anticipation is that Ryan and Hunter try to convince Ian to join their sexual encounter. Ian would like to, but Sharon enters the room in advance. She needs to open the couch for the guest's bed. PozCop follows after a while, pushing his sister's wheelchair. 

10 hours ago, VersGuyAnon said:

There needs to be more discussion and educational messages in the mainstream media. Just looking at the gay community for a start, only a percentage of the community would read/see educational messages/posts in gay media and social media. Many others may not be exposed to the messages that explain U=U. 

True. And I personally feel that UEqualsU message does not properly TRANSMIT -pun intended- to mainstream media, as there are let's call them "lobbies" who want to keep people under control. And sexuality is the best way they have. HIV/AIDS is the best card they have to play, so they've all the interest to keep this harmful storytelling alive. 

I feel angry and uncomfortable hearing such ignorance when IF WANTED, information is available. I have a close friend who fights against HIV stigma since she was 13. It was 1993 and she already knew everything she had to. Despite she's totally blind and at that time Internet and electronic books were not available as they are now. But she wanted to fight her own fears, she wanted to know, to understand why people feared HIV so much, while I meet fully sighted people, gay and straight, even doctors, who know nothing. 

It was ME, to explain my dentist what UEqualsU meant. WTF! 

It's becoming hotter and hotter! Keep on uploading it! 

I was also thinking that one of remaining 49 conversions was in the church! When the pastor talked to Will, he referred to "family" somehow. 

The biohazard tattooed on his heart seems so hot, so intimate, I confess I'm fantasizing a lot about it!