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Chapter 1: listen and spy Bugdom, January 2050. Boy's perspective "Take it", the man yelled at me; "my powerful seed up your ass! You're mine, slut!" He squeezed my neck hard making me cough and I felt my butt as a mess of pain, blood and sticky fluid. "I don't want..." I cried but the old, thin man held me down. "You belong to the State now, he shouted. "Or better, you belong to me! You turn 18, I turn 100!!!" "NO! NO! NO!!!" I screamed again and turned around... Just to realize I was safe on my own bed, no cruel old man bothering me. "Another bad dream", I thought; but the strange sensation of wet was real! Finally setting free from sheets, I noticed the disaster on the mattress. "Oh", I told myself, "the sacred fluid of life got wasted again!" It wasn't the first time in years, after a dream I woke up wet and dad explained it's the "sacred fluid of life", or "life generator". A substance coming from my most intimate and precious body part, something I had to keep just for myself until my father gave me permission to share it. "Never touch yourself" my parents always recommended me but I often spied on dad and caught him playing with his penis or even having it sucked by other people. Let alone when we had guests at home and dad took them in the prohibited room, a place where I had no access to. What to do now, it was still night and I had no clean sheets nearby, to replace wet ones. They were all in the dryer, in front of my parents' bedroom! But as soon as I cautiously opened the door I heard them talking in distance, there was tension in their words and I felt the urge to listen better. "He's grown up", I heard mom say. "And you did not give me the chance..." Her sentences apparently made no sense for me, she talked about "pause up", milk to drink, then something made me assume they were talking about me so, naked and bare feet, I knelt down in front of their closed door and listened more carefully. "If the president claims him it's your fault", dad yelled; "you gave birth to a worthless electron! Neg flesh I'm fed up to look after..." "I'm worthless", my mother cried; "Gifter, I could repair him but you didn't let me..." Gifter, neg, electron. I heard these terms many times from my parents and had no idea of their meaning. "President won't search for him", mom was evidently trying to reassure dad; "our boy isn't registered to the State's database, he's just ours!" "but then the trouble is mine", dad protested. "I kept him treated for all those years and now the president thinks to take my boy with him?" My heart was racing and I pushed myself flat against the door, hoping they didn't notice my presence. "This is a special day", my father continued; "President turns 100 and he will look for everyone becoming a man today, all over the world! But I own my boy and I'll claim him!" What the fuck, something was true then! I was actually turning 18. Having heard enough, I slowly got back to my room and closed the door, pretending to sleep some more. [To be continued]

SPOILER: Father says "I must be the first to own his hole before the President claims it"

I have the same goal in 2024... To try fisting my partner and get his hand in. But I'm aware I might reach it first as my piano player hands are slimmer and movements are more agile and delicate. He has thicker hands.

Our status, our state This is not the story yet, I need to explain the background so that I can start chapters without many boring setups. *** CONTEXT *** From dystopia to positive (pun intended) world. The story is set in 2050 after 20 years United Nations had realized the "Zero HIV infections 2030 goal" has miserably failed, together with all HIV vaccine trials and attempts of eradication. European Union has become a unique state with a single president in 2028 after a devastating war, new USE - United State of Europe's president was a very liberal politician who believed in human rights, awareness and protections but HIV cases did not stop growing because of a meds/prep resistant strain and people are fed up of all this mess. President attempts to calm population's unsatisfaction down and tries to plan mass sex education programs for young and adults, but he's unaware about the conspiracy behind the virus: his direct opponent was an old, retired, gay scientist who survived AIDS emergency in 80s as a long-term non-progressor, he didn't need meds and rather than helping science for humanity's good, he's created a lethal HIV strain to be used for military purpose. But having survived the real war, he's changed his mind. There's another way to eliminate HIV/AIDS trouble from Europe and the world, isolating HIV-positive people in a town built for them in a desert island and banning sexual freedom from the rest of the state. Campaign is a success and 2029 is the year where human rights are canceled by new president voted by people in place of the liberal one. The damage is done in a few months: HIV-positive can do whatever in their town (Bugdom) but it's strictly forbidden to cross the gate! Only way to contact negative folks is Internet in game or social network or ordinary mail and instant messengers, but everything is controlled from the neg world's side and if a neg is caught talking about sex with another neg or worse with a poz, they'll be locked into a cage in Bugdom where a neg has no basic human rights at all, unless a poz person decides to take them under their wing for pity or sex hunger. The gifter is the only one who can establish if and when the neg is worthy of becoming a true Bugdom citizen, meanwhile a negative person in the town can only be a slave with no say. In all these conflict there's a third (unlistened) opinion: HIV's. The old scientist is completely unaware that Bugdom's HIV has acquired capability of thinking, reasoning, feeling AND TALKING because it has mutated through years and perfectly knows what has been previous decades' human sex freedom and it (he) wants humans to have it back. Story begins with a 18-years-old boy who was born neg in 2032, from a poz couple. President's statement is that neg children born in Bugdom must grow up away from poz parents and be raised by the State, but the teen's father doesn't agree at all! Author's note: yes, I'm inspired by some social and political events of the real world but no intention to promote or discourage anything; this year has elections both in Europe and in US and, I hope, everyone of us is responsible of what they does. Politically and sexually. Literary exaggerations and parodies aren't forbidden after all, this is a sex and entertainment web site and my story is for this purpose only. First chapter currently in draft.

especially when the old guy guides te NAIVE young and allows him to accept his true self

Curious to know if the uncle manages to seduce his nephew! Btw, "Gifter Chester" sounds so fucking good!!!

let me share this I was reading your story together with my bf and he commented "I had no guts to escape from honeymoon like the character did" And I said "I had no guts to force you out from that cage too"

Oh fuck! It's almost like my "pozworld" - the only difference is that "pozworld" is an entire city (ambitious to become a state) but poz citizens have the same strain. And negative folks have no public rights -vote included- until they earn their conversion badge. I hope to develop it more in 2024 than I did in 2022. I'm really curious for you to continue the story, with James initiation and eventually him to recruit a neg chaser Btw, welcome back! So glad to find you here again. Up to poz dirty talk anytime as usual.

21. And I do not feel to be ashamed or something; AIDS fear and conservative family blocked me from having experiences more intimate than kisses and occasional penis-hand contact. Btw it's been an experience I still remember - painful but intense, the guy respected (and respects) me we're still in contact. It was safe, with condom then! Being an adult already I was perfectly aware about what I was doing.

STD'S different than pozzing - rules clearly explain fetish for sexual infections (discharge, warts and that stuff) isn't allowed.

Illegal, and disgusting! I do my best to be kind to everyone but hearing about people mistreating animals or training them for their own sexual pleasure, makes me become violent. Animals and minors. I also remember something similar it concerned two Rottweilers and I immediately reported it to mods.

I must plan it, taking my experience and exaggerating it into fiction.

Oh, such a shame this author doesn't log in here any longer; we have so much in common! This is the kind of stories I like. When two partners bond with each others, although I'd never pretend roleplaying for pozzing in real. Anyways I've done the opposite: saying to my ex I was pozzing him in real but I was faking I just changed meds timetable and took them out of his sight. Reverse stealthing my abuser has been the most intense experience I had, humiliating the man who used me for years. Could come out a fiction from this? Who knows, 2024 is still so long!

I have no experience about Texas social backgrounds and cultures but, talking generally about "diversity equiti inclusion" I'm quite upset, scared, about bans. Banning these programs is, let's say, extreme; of course sometimes they need a change, but ban? No sense! For the matter of meritocracy I also could agree but this is not a fact of "DEI" but people's minds should need a "hard reset" like computers as in some situations we mostly tend to "forgive" something that wouldn't deserve to be forgiven, because we fear being judged assholes after having been unpolite to a person representing a "minority". I could give you a stupid example: one of my closest friends is totally blind and last year I invited them at my place to have dinner, a talk, some piano play... I've studied piano for years and love playing, so I said "try yourself, you've also played in your life, let's have fun" My friend tried and my answer has been "not bad, for a person who hasn't played any longer in 11 years". I could have simply said "you should train again, do more exercise, your fingers are quite rigid" but I've been afraid to humiliate, despite knowing this person for years. I think that if this is the mindset adopted for a DEI program, that one would miserably fail. Or I could refer to another friend who's deaf - he works in a company which has a long-time DEI program but guess what? No subtitle or at least written support, when they have meetings, calls, events - also the ones regarding DEI. Too easy to join prides, "black live matters", talk about fighting gender gap and violence, but then... I have the sensation many people treat inclusion and diversity like something to show rather than something to do. At last, merit is a valid thing but when "merit" chooses the healthy, straight and white man rather than the woman, person with disability, gay or whatever... It becomes a biased selection and always the same people are left behind. And the opposite sucks too: if you select, for a university or a job, a person for their "diversity" regardless of their real skills, it becomes a failure. I experienced this myself when I came out with my HIV status at work. It was my deliberate choice, nothing mandatory. Luckily I had no discrimination then, but I've had some co-workers treating me differently. With more admiration than before. But why the fuck! I think these kinds of "exaggerations" can make "people with nothing in particular" feel the complex of "minority" and make them freak out. In that case though, I say "welcome on board" as white-straight-male-rich is a combo that has dominated the world for centuries... Despite being the minority!

And pleased to chat again when we have the chance! When I joined here I thought not to be appreciated at all; and I'm happy there are several folks respecting me and on occasion even playfully flirt me!

What are all these dangerous behaviours!!! Like, like . . . . Let's see... Smoking in bed!!!! 😮😂😂😂🤗🔥🔥🔥☣️🤣