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Part 3: feeling safe "Me, a chaser?" I asked, looking my guy into his eyes. "No! That asshole of my ex, he stealthed me! Oh, well, I really am not sure he knew his status!" My guy addressed me a mischievous grin: "the gift, the magic precum, night you never forget, honey you've been so fucking naive!" What? Naive, me? I told him about my gifting kink alive in me since 2010, when I read dozens of stories and blogs over the Internet; "Breeding zone was not the only", I said opening a fiction about a pastor and the guys in his church. "And this is one of the cleaner tales I read", I smiled; "but years ago it was full of websites, blogs, twitter handles with public explicit bugchasing stories". I shared my experience with him, how hard I became when I read them all, and how I repressed it. "You no longer have to", he said holding the result's envelope; "this positive sign is thanks to you, you are a Gifter... You are my gifter! Be proud of yourself... Of us!" Damn, how much he's right! I still remember when he was straight, married to a woman. When he teased me with sexual explicit questions but when I wanted to show him in real, he stepped backwards... "Who's the naive", I said; "you've never had anyone sucking your nipples and fingering or licking your ass! You're my first, I converted you in multiple ways!" I was seriously proud, so fucking proud of where I was. I already started to feel my dick growing into my trousers, and finally took the decision to drive home. I didn't want to celebrate in the car! As soon as we entered my bedroom our clothes were already on the floor and we found ourselves rolling on the bed. "You make me feel safe", he whispered holding me tight; "and it's the first time in years! I'm yours, my love!" "That's what my ex made me feel", I replied sadly. "But unlike us, he didn't have my consent for pozzing. He decided for his life and mine! In a bond I didn't want! That person has no rights to claim on me". He looked distracted, didn't respond to my kisses. Jealous as I was talking about my ex? It was inevitable, given the circumstances. "No", he said reaching the nightstand; he grabbed a brand-new, sealed toothbrush and placed it between our pillows. "Celebration is celebration", he smiled at me; "I want you to try all dirty stuff you read on breeding zone! Try them on me, sir!"

Part 2: remembering the moment "So, what about now", my guy asked; "we're going to celebrate! I'd like to know your gifter and maybe..." I stopped him with a finger on his lips: "don't call him gifter! I was completely unaware then!" It was Christmas 2012 when my former boyfriend prepared a surprise: after traditional lunch with family, I faked a headache and went to the guy's house: "I have planned a special night" he texted in the morning and I was eager to see what it was. Candles surrounding the bed, Christmas music and a wonderful scent around the room, so-called "mr. Right" had me naked in bed soon enough. "You'll never forget this Christmas night", he announced, "you'll start 2013 as an even more special person!" I had no idea of what he meant but I was so lost for him, we rolled around on the bed exchanging kisses, cuddles, even soft bites on my ears he knew I was crazy for. "Be patient", he stopped me while I attempted to ride his hard, dripping dick. "Taste my magic pre first! What's magic, I had no idea. Was he roleplaying? I did never play those games with him since we started dating! Gently, sensually, I began working my lips on his magic wand; he laughed hearing me using this expression and I did not take his reaction too much in consideration. My spit and his precum made his dick even more inviting for my hungry hole. Finally I was bouncing up and down on him, my eyes in his. The sensation of finally having found the lifelasting love I was looking for. Since 2007 I stayed with him, but I felt that night so different! Was it Christmas, was it the scent and music coming from the room, I felt more loved by him than before. "This is... This is a sign", he panted heavily; "a sign... of true... A gift... Take it! Yes, fuck yeah, take my cum now!" He sprayed at least five ropes of warm seed into my guts! Such a warm sensation I felt. He soon pulled out and allowed me to clean him as usual. We then fell asleep in each other's arms till the morning after. --- My current, newly pozzed, partner listened to me carefully: "so, you were consenting! Your pozzing was consensual!" "NO", I screamed back; "I can swear it, I had no clue of what he was doing! Magic cum and whatever"... My face turned red. Hot and red, I seemed on fire! My viral son had read my mind deeper than myself. "Honey", he smiled; "you told me about gifting fantasies you have repressed. But every wannabe gifter who turns poz, was a chaser before! Unwillingly poz? I'm thinking you built some scenes for years!" To be continued

Author note: this is part true, part fiction. Except my 10th HIV birthday I've talked about everywhere, I won't tell you or give you clues on what's fantasy, I let you go through chapters and guess what you want. Fantasy is made for this... Exaggerations are in order! --- Part 1, today: the waiting room Here I am, sitting on a chair, inside the clinic's waiting room; my boyfriend's hand firmly squeezing my knee. Around us many other people are waiting in silence, everyone with their untold stories. "Think of me boy", I whispered in my guy's ear, covering his hand with mine. In years of friendship and months as a couple, I've learnt the effect produced by my warm hand on his. "For me the situation was opposite, 10 years ago I had opposite feelings. Now it's different, honey! It's just to confirm what we already know". My boy had tears in his eyes and leaned his head on my shoulder; "you're 53", I teased him, "you claim to be brave and cry like a baby!" I kissed his hair, ignoring the blaming gaze of a woman in front of us. "Love", he cried; "what about if I get a bad news?" "We'll face it and behave accordingly", I said; "now go, they already called your turn! I'll wait for you here". Five, ten, fifteen minutes, I didn't know what time it was when he came out from doctor's room but I think I'm going to never forget his face: he had the biggest smile I've ever seen, and held an envelope in his hand. "Thanks", he almost screamed when he jumped in my arms planting a kiss on my lips; "I'm so happy for us!" The lady in front of us didn't stop looking in our direction and, with us almost exiting the door, she finally spoke: "another lucky homosexual who plays with fire", I hardly sent a smile at her; "you homos are challenging death... next time it would end up with a bad news, like me!" "Undetectable", I replied; "the test confirmed that my man is no longer at risk! Never more!" Taking my guy's hand, I ran out of the clinic as quickly as I could! That ball-buster would never have understood what freedom is. "Let the world think I'm happy for a neg result", my guy said; "they'll never understand us!" We sat into the car and exchanged a congratulation deep kiss before starting the engine. "It's the same clinic I went 10 years ago", I said, and it's like it was then! But now with a new awareness". Our poz life was just beginning, and I was ready to share with my biologically bonded love, how it started. How the journey had been till now. To be continued.

gifter/chaser lovemaking scenes are my favourite at all! Especially if -like in this case- the two are in the same family but not biologically connected in the traditional way. So, if the father gives HIV to his step son, it's a consenting, created, biological bond lasting for life!

I'll check it in deep, as a computer professional I am very interested in what concerns people's safety. Sex, with all its related matters, has to be funny, nothing forced! I know many people feel "victim of censorship" when their content is moderated, but, there is so much confusion on it, despite more than 20 years of Internet! If you maintain a site it's publicly accessible but it's like when you rent a house: if the owner decides you can't install aircondition there, you can't. And he might be free to decide it! If politicians decide that aircons are illegal... That's other matter and it involves the world!

I am clearly interested and curious to follow the development of all this stuff. But, my doubt is: what about the risk of serious legal issues? I mean: I personally wouldn't like to see adult contents involving minors, murders or so on; I would never like to find myself in trouble after having encountered some illegal content by accident, in a platform with no censorship! Sorry, I'm just wondering about it, in order to think about this for the better. Of course I'd join possible groups talking about what I'm interested in!

My motto is: "no one has the right to decide of your life". Having been infected without being aware of it, I wouldn't do it to others... Then, fantasy and roleplay are everyday life for me! Currently with my bf I'm in a closed relationship but if I ever decide to open it, I'd be upfront about my status. No longer "don't ask don't tell" like my ex wanted. So, in case a guy could ask to pull out or cover up, I'd do it; sex is about fun for all people involved, not me only! And? In case of opposite requests? I'd say "well, why asking for real when we have roleplay". Fantasy can drive you anywhere but I would not do something that both me and the other party involved, could regret for life.

Right advice: never take it on personal side -pleasant, unpleasant, the mod cares for one and less for the other... Mods do their best, I was suspended for 13 days once. And accepted it despite I found that one sentence was misunderstood: it was a DISCOURAGEMENT, but the mod reputed it an encouragement to self-destruction. It was "if you want to go down that path, go by yourself I'll never follow you.". I didn't protest even because I committed a second infraction that is, using the "fanfiction" model without asking the original author for permission. I assumed that fanfiction could please the other creator who saw his story continue, but he didn't. It's his own right and mods are here to try keeping EVERY user safe from abuses. For what concerns backroom and pozzing subject, I can't hide that, due to my profile content, first months I joined here, I was really in doubt if posting in non-backroom sections or not. If a person disliking poztalk bumps on me, they might feel offended! But in the end I said: fuck it, I respect rules in content, avoiding offtopics like I do in EVERY forum I'm in. But I really don't give a damn if someone freaks out from my profile details. I don't hide my bz content preferences, and a person offended by poztalk simply shouldn't talk/reply/quote a guy identified by "poz talk author" on display name. No one points a gun on them. I simply don't talk unproperly where inappropriate!

Favourite foreplay: pull my guy in a tight, warm embrace with delicate kisses on his neck, using just my lips at first, then introducing my tongue's tip. Slowly sucking and small bites till I feel his body pushing closer - how closer if we are already entwined! This proceeds with a classic passionate kiss with enhancements in some cases - fingering each other's holes while kissing. Or, if we are dressed, I shove a finger in his mouth together with my tongue and we suck it together. Nipple play, suck each other's penis and rimming are steps forward.

I suppose the author has ended it, with the brother entering the club and wanting to get pozzed. I think that, like this, they should get to infinite! First, second, third generation of gifters

This was a violent fantasy I had; I do not deny it now, as my biological father was the person who hated me most in life. But, last September he was diagnosed with an aggressive brain cancer and passed away in January. That shocked me, can't hide it, but I don't miss him anyway. Any resentment and anger, including twisted fantasies on him, have now vanished. I saw his suffering, I struggled to send him to a hospice where to die in peace, and stop! Chapter closed.

You love leaving all of us hanging, don't you?

pleased to see a new story from you! 🦠☣️😘😘😘🔝🧬

Stories where the gifter becomes his chaser's partner, are my favourite! The bond and intimacy are unbreakable; and they're ready to go on with second generation, then third... Till they poz the world.

Yeah! Neighborhood becomes a real family. One biologically connected to the other. Damn, this idea drives me completely wild

Oh fuck!!! I bet this Brad guy has gifted the whole complex and now they all want to poz the new arrival up!