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This matter of verification harms communities and not predators. Search for "Smartschoolboy9" on the Internet to understand what I mean - SPOILER: predators don't use porn sites/communities to chase for preys...

you're finally back!

Not offended, but I prefer to call it my ass / his ass! Or hole, at the most.

VPN cannot be a solution for this. Not permanent at least, it's temporary. Yes if we can we use it, but it means, go out of the window when the door is locked - when we all should do our best to fight that lock. Sorry, I'm in a hurry now, but if you follow EFF (Electronic Frontier Foundation) there are many, many good articles on the subject.

Problem is that this topic (privacy-violating minor protection) is not treated with the attention it deserves. Content creators, forum, communities and social networks... This kind of regulation won't defend minors from predators. They'll bring predators in places where minors are (it already happens). I'm hearing a lot of protest against Meta and X's moderation rules changes, many folks exiting from there; but no one seems worried (in the mass, at least) about verification age because it would mean publicly admitting to view porn - no matter if, in the end, those dystopic rules will affect everything, not just porn. They even would judge an HIV prevention related association, as an "adult-only" site, leaving 14, 15, 16 years old vulnerable teens alone. And all of this is because no one wants responsibility on education, any longer. They want, hope, that politicians decide in their place. I have even seen a person continuously "playing" with their smartphone while I was explaining the importance of digital education publicly. Were them a teacher, a cop, a parent, who knows? But it was the "pot calling kettle black" effect. I'm expecting more and more obscure scenarios, at least regarding freedom to talk about sex in appropriate Internet places. And an increase of sex offenders and romance scams, in traditional platforms which are no longer moderated. - One of my stories plot becoming real... And we cannot even discussing it in the usual politics diatribe "right or left" because we have dozens of politicians thinking that way, in any direction and color.

When an author loves to leave readers hanging!

Best news, we both know what we're talking about, my sweet boy!

dude, you leave me hanging!!!

Never heard her before, I confess - I was a small kid when she started hating LGBT people. What do I think? Death is the biggest democracy in this world, it picks everyone up when it's time! And when it knocks to my door? Let me hope it doesn't find me at home! Seriously, I'm generally against hate speech, so, if there's any after-death soul's life, I just hope she reunites with my biological father - they should be same age as well. I just hope that they both take the chance to reflect on their hatred-filled souls. I have too many good things to live for, rather than expressing my resentment or "celebrating" someone's death. She'll not be missed, that's certain; but then? I just let her go, and want to focus on present and future! The world is experiencing a global crisis (and Trump is just one element) so I do my best, giving my 2 cents at work and in life, to improve what we have now, from the progressive side. Of course we need to reunite ourselves again, as older generation was in 1970-80s (damn AIDS who ruined everything and made ultra-conservatives laugh). We should overcome internal divisions, see Alice Weidel, the leader of far-right German movement, who's a 45-years-old lesbian woman, partnered to a lady from Sri Lanka and 2 adopted kids. And her party's philosophy would like to see homosexuals dead... We MUST stop polarizing and look around each other, to understand what's wrong, and take steps. Any steps. Do I say "more oxygen in this world after Bryant's departure"? YES; would I celebrate with a bottle of wine? NO, because sooner or later someone will celebrate my departure and -at least- whenever I go, I want my conscience to be clean. I even helped my biological dad when he had to die, to bring him to a hospice to leave this world peacefully, so... Unfortunately sometimes bad examples appear, they're the ones who teach us how NOT to become.

any chaser needs a gifter like that one!

Happy you're back, hope you continue it soon! Meanwhile let's stay in touch

A good rim before a good fuck is the best way to take a virgin hole! (personal experience as well) - and my "experience" is standing right here next to me... Then? Taking both virginity and poz status in one go? Even better!

Yeah, I enjoy it too, please go on with this one! When life goes on, writing becomes complicated. It's like love. It needs passion and if you're turned off, better to take a pause sometimes! I have finished mine after months as well, and it'll be the last one here on Breeding Zone as, due to American new politicians, who knows about this site. Btw let me say, let's enjoy it till we can

Massages, kisses, foreplay, that's what I love in a possible pozzing session!

Continue this! Curious about where it goes.

Go on with this story, make it develop a good open relationship and emotional trust/poz bond between characters

OUR STATUS, OUR STATE EPILOGUE Freedom Bugdom, spring 2051 and beyond Scotty's perspective I spent months locked into Miller family's cellar;"for your safety", they said. After all what I suffered when President rubbered me from head to toe I hoped time for pain were finally up but how wrong I was! They disinfected, washed and treated all my wounds and burns, with Adrian telling me I would have become his poz son in a short while and, overall, I discovered that my biological parents were still alive and caring about me. "Judgment day has come", Adrian announced one Saturday morning. "Let's see what happened!" I read about HIV and poz life in the books I stole from Miller family's kitchen once I went to visit Elias, and knowing how Adrian played with me while I was Bella, I was sure it happened. But the surprise came when he scanned my mouth with the sensor he called "HIV test": just one single miserable line showed up. "What does it mean?", I asked, "is it what I think?" "Negative", both Elias's parents and mine seemed relieved by the news. "Nothing is lost, Scotty! It means just one thing." They showed me a kit similar to mine, but it had two lines instead. "It's Eli's", Sharon talked proudly. "Destiny wanted you to be his first." "Let's call it that way", my mother Alex smiled and the whole family followed. What were they laughing for! "Girls, cut it out!" Adrian cooled their excitement, pointing his finger against me: "Scott is in our debt. Isn't it right, little scamp?" I sighed, my face turning red. "The ... The books", I was almost sobbing. "Please don't punish me, I swear it, I wanted to give them back but then..." "Shut up, son", my father ran to a medium-sized vault in the back of the cellar and returned with three books. Their cover was a little ruined by fire, but their content was intact. "Damn to you, Donald", Adrian gasped, then hugged dad tight. "What does this mean?" "That books have always been there, I kept them safe", Alex talked. "Donald was hired to burn every sex education material but he saved the books, bringing them to me." I had no fault, and the whole family hugged me. "Stay comfortable, boy, go upstairs! Your cousin, no, boyfriend, is waiting for you." ----- Elias's perspective Horny. I learnt that word's meaning on myself! Since my father unlocked my organ and took my hole once again, I needed to play with myself more and more. No one came to judge me, no President's ceremonies or stuff, my parents said Greg Arvil died but I couldn't prove otherwise. I just believed them and enjoyed a freedom I had no longer to hide, without trouble or responsibilities! Everything changed the morning my parents shoved a strange tool into my mouth: "we test you", they said, and when two lines appeared, I remembered the frame hanging in dad's bedroom with my mother's conversion memories. "Now you aren't just a man", dad hugged me tight. "You're a gifter! And your boy is..." He handed me another test, with one single line. "You have to gift Scotty, did you understand me?" "But I never..." He covered my lips with a finger: "men don't whine! Men are responsible. Show me you're worthy of my virus. Look at yourself, you're already hard down there. Hurry up, into my room and I'll tell Scotty to come over." I stared at him in silence: just learned that my best friend was my cousin, and school programs I followed, taught me that having sex with family members was illegal and immoral. "Don't be fool", my father laughed; "who gave you HIV on this Earth? Me! Have I ever been arrested for this?" "You're a cop..." My face on fire, I didn't find any more excuses to hide my fear. "And if it gets soft?" I pointed at my organ, no longer hard as before. "All these boys with performance anxiety! We've all been there", dad smiled at my aunt and Alex winked back. "That's why brothers, sisters and cousins exist", she comforted me. "Now go, and spread your gift!" "Before you all disappear I have an announcement", Sharon stood up and spoke. "No, two." "First of all, I'm pregnant again. Now I'm expecting a girl, Gifter Adri's father for the second time." We all looked at her, her belly was not so evident yet. "And second, it's the most difficult to talk about..." She held my father's hand tight, and he responded squeezing his fingers around her. "I am, I was, President Arvil's biological daughter. It's me preventing him from mutating our HIV to a very lethal weapon, it's me who allowed our virus to talk, to help us, to save our sex freedom despite Greg. Now I'm the European Union president, I inherited all the asshole's money. And Scotty is..." "...Scott is the last negative guy remaining in this world", my dad continued; "at least until Sharon gives birth to her daughter. But no accidents this time, understood?"