Mindtrip

So you're saying black graphics on a blue t-shirt? Or just the biohazard in black?

You're someone I'd give multiple t-shirts to... Pay for one get two or three - if you want others...

black graphics on a blue T...

wow, I feel all special. I will def look into other shirt combos.

The other day, I got hit up my a sexy muscled latin guy on Scruff, told me he thought I was hot, we chatted for a bit, and he got to my apt about 5 minutes after i got home from the gym, I stuck my tongue into his hot furry muscled ass. Then he spit on his hand, and rubbed my dick before i stuck it in his ass. I grabbed his hot muscled jockstrapped ass, and pounded him hard,

The entire time he told me how much he loves raw black dick in his hole.

I kept plowing him, and he said he wants me to blow my load down his throat, I pinned him down and said I was going to breed him.

He said he wanted to swallow my cum, and I told him that he could, with his cunt.

I kept fucking him, and soon, I unloaded deep in his ass, the only place where cum belongs.

I'd love a shirt

Size: Large

T-Shirt Color: Blue

Front Graphic: Breeding Zone

Front Graphic Color: Black

Rear Graphic: biohazard

Rear Graphic Color: Black

I wont hookup with anyone who has "ask me" or "no" under taking loads... this isn't some lame ass porn, I'm not pulling out, If my dick goes in you, so does my poz sperm.

Alright, it happens every now and then that a guy will contact me on BBRT, then say that he is actually neg, and only plays safe.

I then ask "Why are you on a bareback site?"

One guy actually complained that it isn't fair that poz guys aren't willing to have sex with him, just because he is neg and safe sex only.

Not fair?

Being neg doesn't make someone a prize, especially in major cities where there are so many slutty, nasty, sexy poz men and poz friendly barebackers.

Just why do condom queens feel the need to register on a bareback hookup site, only to demand safe sex? or worse yet, make profiles vilifying raw sex/

Damon Dogg has a new slew of BB material where there is no pulling out

I'm in one of them.

I'm all for new faces and the like, but I really do miss some of the other TIM guys that you don't see around much anymore.

That and, I HATE when they pullout to cum, whats the fucking point of barebacking if you dont breed.

Not trying to be mean or anything, but actually knowing "fucktard" and having interaction with him has kept me from watching any scene that he's in, he's always seemed like a bit of a mess, if he is actually in rehab I'm glad he's getting help.

The part where he talks about being fucked at 4 was in Manfuck Manifesto... it's not like it was adults doing it to him.

It was two pre-teen boys... I am really wondering just who is pulling this boys strings, because this is a very different turn

than when he was promoting and defending his position as an informed barebacker.

He has also gone on Twitter, saying how he hates that all of his condom work gets overshadowed by his TIM work, so once you guys see Bad Seed, make sure to hit him up on Twitter saying how hot the scene was.

Was the guy poz or neg?

Status was never discussed.

The other day a guy hit me up on adam4adam about getting a massage, an out of towner and a good looking guy.

My massage ad is very bland, as sex is not on the menu, but based on a mutual attraction.

I asked him where we wanted me to focus on and he said his lower back and glutes,

I was already very happy about this.

I massaged him, and as I worked on his butt, he started to whimper, and moved his butt up and down, soon i was fingering him,

then rimming him.

I mounted him on the table, and fucked him.

"Fuck me daddy, fuck my ass daddy, breed me daddy, I want your cum"

I kept on fucking him, and shot my load deep in him,

then I continued the massage, before jerking him off.

Last night, a german bottom that lives two blocks away hit me up, his BF told him that he wanted him to take a few loads.

I went over and ate out his tanned bubbled ass, he was whimpering, I lubed up my dick, and began to pound him. DRill fucking him as we looked in the mirror, watching our fuck.

I pinned him down on his bed, and pounded him until I shot deep inside his ass.

Then I was invited over to a guy that was collecting poz loads in a motel a block away from my apt,

I went over, and I roided out top was leaving just as I got there, I ate that roided cum load from the boy's cunt, and then I fucked him,

pumping him hard, until I shot in his boyish twink pussy.

After that I grabbed a bite to eat, the german guy asked me if i wanted to top him off, give him his last load for the night, I went over and bred him before catching the bus into hollywood, where a football player built bottom was taking loads, I got there as two tops left, his hole was loose and creamy, and felt amazing on my dick as I nailed his phat ass.

Didn't take me long to cum.

THEN(busy night) I was invited to a motel room, which happened to be right next to the room where the twink was taking loads.

This bottom was so fucking cute, half latin and white, with a juicy round ass.

I ate his hole, which was nice and relaxed, and we made out while I fucked him, we were both covered in sweat, and at one point he begs me to fist his hole, I obliged, took some trying, but I did get my hand in him, which set him off. He came all over himself, and soon I was in his ass again, fucking his tender, used, fuckhole. I shot my load deep in him.

After that I ate his hole, sucked the cum out and made out with him, feeding him my cum.

I fucked him again this morning, he rode my dick and shot all over me, I scooped up the cum, pulled out, slathered it on my dick, and fucked his own semen into his ass, before using his pussy to get off in.

Hey pigs,

Who can recommend some good chat rooms with video...exhibitionist here and sometimes like to pump out a load while others watch. Seems like there used to be lots of good rooms some with themes, locations, etc....haven't done this lately and can't remember where I used to go...any help???

-Jake

Dad, you might want to check out www.cam4.com, that is very popular.

I have been told pretty much the same thing...

but what one of their guys told me is that if the top is poz, then so is the bottom.

If the bottom is neg so is the top.

If the bottom is poz, the top can be either poz or neg, depending on what the top is okay with.

Brad McGuire is neg, but he fucks everyone.

I'm certain he'll claim that it's not him, that's its an imposter, and soon the profile will be gone.

Funny, I remember a twitter war with he and Spencer Reed, where Jackson defended his INFORMED

decision to perform in bareback porn. And if you work with 3 condom studios, and 1 BB studio,

and your BB work overshadows all of your condom scenes... maybe that's a sign that more people are

jerking to BB porn.

Funny, Jackson's bbrt profile has his status listed as undetectable.

I'm at the tattoo parlor getting my ink done, The biohazards on my deltoids. (The other ink I mentioned came a few months later)

The artist is a adorable little faggot, you could tell he was once a clean cut little twink. But his septum piercings, ear plugs, and sleeve tattoos,

really make him into a little hottie.

"Um, so... um... how long?"

"How long what I ask?"

"Well, the tattoos... guys here only really get it when, well... you know..."

"Oh, I've been poz for about six months now."

"Oh... uh... aw...s..."

"Awesome?"

He blushes.

"Are you poz?"

He tells me 'no'. I can hear the disappointment in his voice.

"So, am I the last customer for the night?"

"Yeah" he says.

He finishes both biohazards. I love the way they look on my delts.

"Well, thanks man, love the ink, you do good work."

"Awesome, thanks bro, glad you like it."

I pull out my wallet.

"Wait... um... listen... how about... well..."

I know where this is going. And at this point, I am in no way above his coming offer.

"Fuck... I..."

"You want my load, instead of my money... right?"

"Um... I... I..."

He nods.

"Okay, you keep inking me, I'll keep infecting you, deal?"

His eyes light up. He turns around, drops trou, and bends over.

His pussy is hairless, smooth, tender, and for the taking.

I run my tongue over his hole, getting inside, and tasting his sweet fucking boyhole.

I stood up, and having no lube, wiped the blood from my recently inked shoulders, and fingered it into his cunt.

"That's my venomous blood I'm fingering into your cunt."

He whimpered and moaned, his body shuddering.

"Holy fuck, you're the real deal, aren't you?"

I drove my dick into his pussy, wrapping my arms around his little body and pulling him close to me,

he cried out as my thick cock violated his ass, smearing my blood against his pussy walls, opening him up.

I turned him around, picked him up, and he wrapped his legs around my waist.

My cock found it's prey again, and he rode my dick like a champ.

I fucked up into him, his cried filling the tattoo parlor, he shot off, cum covering our chests.

"Don't stop... wreck my cunt, poz my fuckhole. breed me with that toxic load."

"You got it bitch!!!"

I kept nailing him, then I laid him on his back on one of the couches in the parlor.

"Fucking be my pozdaddy, make me your boy, seed my faggot ass Daddy."

"Hmmmm, yeah, you wanna be my pozson, be another notch on my belt."

"Oh fuck, oh fuck. oh fuck."

I emptied my poz load into his ass. he cried, actually in tears.

"Finally, finally took a poz load!!!" he said.

"Yeah, you did."

I fucked him a few times after that, each time as payment for one of my tats. He converted months later.

He still gets my dick and loads though, not for the ink, but, I fell hard for the little fucker,

we moved in together, and he always get a kick out of hearing about the guys who pay to be infected.

I'd say something sappy like I fuck those guys, but I make love to him, but... our sex is always really fucking primal.

Always love recharging my boy's faggot pussy.

Very fucking hot Daddy!!!

I had been dumping my poz loads in that anon bottom for a few weeks now. Neither of us knew what the other looked like. sometimes he took my loads twice in a week, it was a really sweet deal. I knew this wasnt the kind of thing I could advertise on any of the hooker sites, so i figured it would just be this guy.

One day I get a call, asking if i'm the guys who has been dumping poz loads in his buddy. I say yes, and he asks how much would it be if I poz him. I tell him that I usually make 250 when I dump my venom in his buddy.

He sent me his address, I knocked on the door and there was this sexy ass middle eastern pocket gay, about 5'5'', furry body, thick legs.

He lead me to his room and my eyes were fixed on his round, hairy, firm ass.

"Guess I should tell you... I love sex, I love bareback, and I know I'll end up poz... but... thats not my main reason."

"Really?"

"Yeah, see... I want to be muscular, and I know my doc will prescribe roids and HGH, but only does it for poz patients... so..."

I guess people all had a story, hell, I know now that they all do. The most common one is just wanting control over becoming poz, since they love being slutty cum taking bareback whores anyway.

He handed me the cash, and we went to his room. Now... I didn't want to pump and dump on this guy, I shoved him down, and dove face first into his sweet neg hole. I spread his ass cheeks apart, then I got up and mounted him, shoving my dick deep into his cunt.

"Oh fuck, holy fuck... thats a big dick.. pullout... pullout"

I held him down, and kept fucking in hard and deep.

"Looks like I might tear up your tight hole some... huh boy."

"please... please let me get used to it, let me..."

I shoved his face in the pillow. "This is a pozzing, not a date, it's gotta hurt some."

I kept nailing his round ass until i felt his hole finally give up and loosen. He's cried became moans, and he begged for more, begged for my poz semen in his pussy. I drilled his ass, spenking his firm butt, and he backed up on my dick.

"poz me, infect me, poz me, poz me, poz me."

"Yeah boy, that's it. Gonna poz you up, gonna poz you deep."

"Yes sir, please sir, poz me, dont pull out, poison my cunt!!!'

Finally I unloaded a huge creamy load of poz milk in his pussy.

In his sexual haze, he forgot that he already paid me, though I gladly took the next wad of cash that he handed me,

I'll consider it a tip.

I pulled out.

my first gig

"Hey man... so, I hear you are fucking toxic"

Huh... I think, I text back and ask who this is.

"Well, I know a buddy of yours, says you are toxic, that you are really fucking poz"

I seethe with anger, who the fuck is going around telling people that I was poz.

I had only been diagnosed for a week at this time, and I wasn't up on the entire chaser lingo yet.

"I want to join the team"

I am confused to all fuck, who the hell would want to be poz, and who gave this guy my number.

"Okay, here's the deal, I want that poz load.

My address is XXXX, come over in the next 15 minutes,

the door will be unlocked, breed me and bail,

and help yourself to the cash that's one the coffee table"

Well, I could use the money I thought... alright, what the fuck...

he wants to get fucked... okay.

I went over to his place, the apartment door was unlocked, the place was dimly lit, and there in his bedroom, was a guy, pretty nice jock built body, in a bright red jockstrap, I walked over and felt his hole, it was prelubed.

I shoved my cock in and started fucking.

"Fuck yeah man, give me that dick... fuck yeah, give me that poz cum... want to be knocked up so fucking bad. Can't fucking wait"

I grabbed his round ass and kept fucking him.

"Hmmmm, that poz dick feels so good in my fuckhole. you like neg fuckhole stud? You like my neg fuckhole?"

Damn, what was up with this guy, i wondered.

I kept nailing his hole, his sweet bareback hole.

"Oh man, I'm gonna get pozzed, that toxic seed is going to go up my ass, need this, want this so bad."

Something in me clicked. I had the power to change this man, to infect him, leave my mark on him forever.

"Yeah, you fucking slut!!!" I yelled. "Take my fucking poz load up your cunt, DO IT! BEG FOR IT!!!"

He bounced his ass back, and I fucked him, and unloaded a huge wad of semen into his ass.

"Oh fuck yeah, oh yeah" he whimpered.

I walked out in a sexual haze, I passed the coffee table, and grabbed 250 dollars he left there...

I would never be the same.

"Here's the deal... I'm poz, and toxic as all fuck. With so many guys on meds these days, what is a fella to do, you hire me, that's what, I wont fuck you gently, and none of that overnight bullshit, you show me your recent test, you take my poz load in your neg cunt, you pay me, and I bail. Not here for poz men, only here for gay men willing to cut the crap, and pay for the venom that they crave."

That;s my escort ad. It actually gets me a lot of business. Guys willing to pay money to take an unmedicated load of poz sperm in their cunt, sometimes, doing it opens the floodgates for them to be full on chasers, sometimes they get scared and run off to medicated undetectable men, and the blanks they shoot,(all fertilizer and not enough seed in their loads), every now and then, I get real lucky, and some wealthy chaser pays me weekly for poz sperm until they convert. Like the ad says, once you're poz, I'm done with you. You never get my dick again. My regular clients have to get tested about once every 3 months, but I'll tell you, my dick knows the feeling of neg pussy. And it knows poz pussy... anytime I've cancelled a session mid fuck, and told them to get tested, they come back poz... I've been doing this since I converted, and you know what, it's pretty fucking amazing. Guys of all sorts, jocks, twinks, muscle daddies, bears, all sorts of backround.

My kind is a dying breed, and I am cashing in on how rare potent poz sperm has become.

If I want to fuck off the clock, I have my boyfriend for that. He knows what I do and he gets a major kick out of knowing that men are paying for what he gets for free. On each of my deltoids is a biohazard tat. My dick has a scorpion tattoo, and yes, dumbass, it hurt like hell. I have DANGER written in Old English font on my abs, and a bullet tattooed on my dickhead. I am a fantasy, I am a rare breed, and they can as much as they can.

Being poz is who I am and how I pay the bills, and I fucking love it.

Thanks guys, means a lot that you guys dug my sick little tale.

I was a strict top when i got it, not everyone is on meds. and even if the bottom is on meds, the tops that loaded him up before you might not have been.

We all lounged around in the hot tub, away from the basement, and the vengeful act of pozzing my baby brother, among the men smoking cigars and drinking beers, I cuddled up to my Daddy, the strong smell of his armpits stronger than the chlorine, in fact, we all reeked of sex and sweat.

"That bitch has got one sweet cunt, where did you find the boy?"

I looked at my Daddy, he smiled and nodded at me. I took a deep breathe and told them the entire story, their mouths were agape at what they were being told, at what they had been a apart of. Forcefully raping and pozzing a bitch was one thing, but it being my own brother got each of their nuts churning again.

"I need to go back and rape his cunt again, knowing its your kid brother."

"Well, we have one more thing planned, before we send the bitch back to his soon to be shattered life." my Daddy said.

We all got out of the hot tub, our blatino buddy groped my ass.

"Now that's the pussy I've always wanted to get inside."

"That's a party for another night, buddy." my Daddy said. Grinning at me and taking me into his arms.

We went back into the basement, there, still tied to the St Andrew's Cross, the buttplug still in his cunt, was my brother. I cracked my knuckles at what was to come. The guys sat, their huge poz cocks dripping with precum, my Daddy, handing me his trusty singletail whip... a whip that I had been on the receiving end of many times. I never really was an out of control boy, I admire and love my Daddy, and constantly aim to please him and make him smile. So, eventually he just took to beating me just to satisfy his urge to do so, since I really aimed to never anger him.

I swung the whip a few times, and cracked it.

"What the fuck!!!" my brother cried out at the noise.

I grinned and struck him.

"Speak only when spoken to, faggot!!!"

His screams filled the basement fuckroom.

"You evil... sadistic...."

I struck him again, harder.

"You speak only when spoken to, faggot... the more you make me repeat myself, the more this is going to hurt you." I said.

"Damn, who knew your boy had that side to him." One of the white tops said. "He's usually yes sir, whatever you want sir"

"Well, my boy respects me, and all of you... I knew he had a rough side to him, he is MY BOY afterall."

My brothers back was covered in lashes... a few lashes had broken the skin, crimson ran down his back.

I ran my fingers up his back. I tooked at the red on my finger. I took it into my mouth.

"Hmmm... doesn't taste like poz blood."

"You,,, sick... twisted..."

I took out the plug and shoved my cock.

"Too much for flattery now bitch."

I grabbed his shaking body and pounded his used and sloppy cunt, he couldn't tighten his cunt now if he wanted, tears ran down his cheeks.

I kept pounding him until I blew up his cunt. Ipulled out and presented the singletail to my Daddy, he had his go, focusing on his round ass, slinging the whip until lash marks decorated his butt. We walked behind him, and put the whip around his neck.

"Too much noise from your bitch ass and I tighten this. You're worthless, and I have no reservations about doing you harm." My Daddy said. "But... you already know that."

My Daddy fucked him, drilling him and filled him with his toxic sperm.

The other tops each took their turns, drilling and pounding his ass, until he was filled with semen.

We plugged him up. Bid our guests goodbye, and my Daddy and I went to bed, my head on his chest.

The morning after, we blindfolded him, and dropped him off into the outskirts of the city.

He never did know where we were, so he couldn't actually report where all this had happened.

Had he thought he could have just said that I had been a part of it...

But, I don't know, maybe he wanted to believe it didn't happen, or maybe he was hoping against the odds that he was converted.

It wasn't until a year later, where I was at work at the HIV clinic that I came across paperwork with his name.

Two things stood out that made me smile.

Marital Status: Divorced.

HIV status: Positive, diagnosis AIDS, currently on meds.

I snapped a pic with my phone. I sent it to my Daddy with the words, MISSION ACCOMPLISHED.

THE END