GreenChaser

sorry guys. continuation coming soon.

One guy, Jake, with whom I've been talking lately is, at 21, a few years younger than either Ari or me. Jake has known for the past four months that he is HIV positive, and he explained to me that he had chased hard for it, taking loads from guys who were up-front about being poz, as well as from random arcade glory hole cocks. Jake hasn't started meds and enjoys fucking around as both a top and a bottom. Since being diagnosed, he has fucked three chasers, two of whom have since tested poz but the status of the third won't known for a while as he won't be tested for a few more weeks. This tally doesn't include the possible infection of any guy who didn't specifically ask about Jake's status. All-in-all Jake estimates that, since converting, he has fucked six or seven guys, and taken an equal number of loads in his ass. Any how, I showed Jake pics of Ari, explaining that I wanted either have my Ari himself poz me, or have him arrange for me to be pozzed. Jake was definitely down for it, and asked if getting Ari to cheat on me would be easy. "I honestly don't know," I replied, and then asked "anyhow, how would I know if Ari cheated unless I caught him in the act?" Jake suggested I should orchestrate a 'chance meeting' with Ari where Jake could test the waters. I thought for a minute, and then mentioned Ari worked in a retail clothing store. With that information Jake came-up with a plan to determine if Ari would cheat on me, and if he did, it was likely Ari would end-up poz. And, if Ari didn't cheat, well, the door to a three-way was always open. With that, Jake instructed me not to have sex with Ari for awhile and asked where he worked. I agreed, and gave Jake the information, and also told him what days Ari has commented on as being slow-customer days. Thus armed, Jake could pick a time when he and Ari wouldn't be distracted by other customers, and during which Jake could test the waters.

you're right, you weren't REALLY being rude... and of course your opinion is welcomed, but being told to hurry up and finish is a big piss off when i'm fucking a raw hole and i feel the same here... if i'm taking my time enjoying the fuck, being told by a demanding btm to hurry and finish just makes me want to hurt the bitch, make him realize that my cum is being shot into his body, so i call the shots, what you fucking want when i'm giving the fuck doesn't matter.... so if you are going to give your own commentary on something that you have spent maybe 20 mins of ur life reading and jerking ur dick to verses the amount of time it takes to acually "write" something beyond an amazon comment bar, be ready for a lashback

Ari and I had been together for about a year. We met at a local gay club on 'studs in suds' night, which is where all guys are expected to show up wearing only undies and an under shirt, (or less), to party and dance in a dance club full of soapy suds. We were both in our early 20's, drunk, covered in soap and nearly naked, so it wasn't all that unexpected when we ran across each other, even given the size of the crowd. Over the year since we have enjoyed a growing love for each other, while still being able to enjoy outside fun. We agreed upon certain rules, however: we would only play with others while we were together, only play safe with others, always tell the other if we were flirting with someone else, whether online or in person. What I hadn't told Ari is that I love poz play. i have tried to get him to play bare with a few of our random hookups but it never panned out. Online I talked with guys almost daily about taking poz cum or watching it get shot into my boyfriend's vers hole. I want to be pozzed so badly but Ari would never approve, unless it was his idea, (even if he didn't realize as much).

fuck you sevren

Continue of Part 1: Once safe in the car, I tried to calm him down through the space in the window- "Dude I was just sending a text while watching u walk off from that scene! You need to relax, bro- need a smoke?" I could see the wheels turning in his brain. His eyes were a warm brown and u could see the attempts of a chin strap starting to form on his face. He was torn by want and image- a true struggle for such a young man. In the end, image won out; "whatever, fag." As he walked back to where his board layed on the ground i couldn't help but admire how the sweat and sun highlit the muscles of his tapered back to his pantline. Once his board was retrieved he disapeared into the crowd and I went back to watching the young meat on display. I was watching one boy intently. Blonde hair, with a waiflike build that if not for the tattoo on his back i would have worried we was too young; but the looped tribal ink told me he was open for business. I loaded a bowl of herb i had prepared laced with Tina and was about to take a hit when there was a knock on the driver's window. I nearly jumped out of my skin but was relieved to see it was the guy with anger issues with a look of shame on his face. "Hey dude," he said through the crack in the window; "I'm sorry about earlier... If you're still offering I'd love a smoke." Outwardly and inwardly I smiled- he's mine. With my head I motioned him towards the passenger side while I took my hit. I unlocked the door and blew my smoke towards the ceiling while he climbed in. I rested the pipe on my thigh, right near my crotch as he got comfortable in the seat next to me. Out of my periphs I saw him watching the pipe in my hand. "I'm Chuck," I said as i brought the pipe up to take another hit. "Jordan," he answered as I lit the crystallized herb. "How old are ya, bro" I struggled from coughing to keep the smoke in. "20" LIAR! "I'll have to check your ID, dude, nothing personal just want to make sure you aren't a teen." He shifted in the seat to pull out a purple duct tape wallet from which he pulled an eastcoast ID. The picture was pretty dark, and it was hard to tell for sure if the kid in the picture was the same sitting next to me. I suspected a fake. Indeed first name Jordan, but the year didn't match. I again asked, "how old are you?" He sighed as he admitted to being 18, but in 2 months he would be 19. According to the ID this was true, if it was a fake he remembered the details well enough... either way, at this point I didn't much care. I handed him the pipe and watched him take that first hit of what he thought was just green. He closed his eyes an leaned his head back as the smoke started to flow into his blood. His Adam's apple stuck out like a shelf. He smoked to hand it back to me but I told him to take a few. As he sat back, relaxing and feeling the tina begin to work with the herb I asked him what was going on- who was the 'cunt' he was so pissed off over. After a couple of hits he looked at me with a tear in his eyes as he said that his girlfriend back home had gotten bored after only a week of him being away and had hooked up with two of his friends. I struggled not to laugh as I said, "You've been here a week, so how many times have you hooked up?" He turned bright pink and tried to deny it but i simply put my hand on his arm and looked him right in the eye- dude to dude. "Well," he began; "my second night here i let a dude blow me cause i was super horny and he was bitching about missing his bf back home... but that isn't cheating, and letting 2 dudes breed you is!" He pressed to justify how he wasn't wrong but she was. "I agree!" I assured him as he took another hit. He again leaned back to feel his hit, his hand with the pipe falling to his lap. Using the slightest pit of pressure, I rubbed the back of my hand against his crotch as I took the pipe from his hands. The feeling of my hand against his junk made him jump but relaxed hen he realized I was reaching for the pipe. I took my hit as he continued about how unfair pussy can be. "Well, Jordan, that was the end of the green. I have booze and something stronger at my place if you need." He couldn't resist. I slowly drove back to my second apartment- my place is grand and lush- but I never bring my hookups there. Since I could afford it, I also rented out this piece of shit apartment in a building that was probably going to be condemned in the coming years. This is where I bring my hookups. Can't rob me if you don't know were I live.... Once inside he jumped on the old ratty sofa I got at a thrift store and took a deep sigh as he let it all hang out. I asked if he wanted a drink. I brought him the beer he ordered as i went into the bedroom to get the supplies. More to come if there is interest....

Um.... am I wrong or is this the same story posted in the same forum by two different writers? " Poz Latino Daddy Fucks Mark at Bath House Started by Hotload84, Sep 09 2010 08:13 AM,I got to the Baths around 5 p.m. and started breeding almost immediately. I lost track of how many, but I know I shot at least half a dozen Loads, including a couple in a Bottom who was one of my regulars. They were all hot Fucks, but the last one was an almost spiritual exercise. That would never have happened a month ago, but I've become addicted to Gifting. Now I'm a Man on a Mission. It was almost 3 a.m.; and I was dead tired, but determined to spew my Venom into one more Pussy. After several passes through the corridors and Maze, I found my Mark. He was on hands and knees in his room, Butt in the air, Lube on the mattress, and no Condoms in sight. I invited myself in and fingered his Hole. It was dry. I would be his first Load of the night. I love shoving my Dick into a Butt full of Jizm—the World's Best Lube—but being first gave me the chance to stretch and tear his Hole so that my POZ Bug could work it wonders. Absolutely Awesome! Before I could mount his Ass, though, Mark moved his hot wet mouth to my huge Pig Nips and began sucking and chewing. Fuckin' Fabulous! Most guys go right for the Dick, but my Nips are even more sensitive than my Cock, and getting them pulled and twisted gets me even harder. After a bit I pulled up his head and pushed my tongue into his tonsils. We frenched like there was no tomorrow. The Chemistry was there, and I knew this was going to be ONE REALLY GREAT FUCK—one which would make it easier for me to Honor My Commitment. Mark was a white lad, early 20s, slim and lightly muscled—no Twink, but close to it, who was gonna get a Load of Daddy's POZ Jizm. I'm 41, Latino, 5'10", almost 190 pounds of solid muscle, and a PURPOSELY POZZED NEG who was about to REPLICATE THE RITUAL. "Oh fuck me, Daddy! Fuck me! I need your fucking Dick SOOOOO BAD!" I flipped him over and hoisted his slender, shaven legs to my shoulders and my Dick was drooling Slime on his Pussy when the goddamned Mark whipped out a Condom. Fuckin' Tease! Had it been earlier, I would have stormed out of there in pursuit of other Prey, but late as it was, I didn't want to take the chance of cummin' up with nothin'. So in one fell swoop I shoved my bare Dick up to the Pubes in Mark's Rectum. His looseness and my ease of penetration convinced me the Queen had been around the block before and whetted my appetite to put him out of his misery. As the element of surprise succumbed to the discomfiture of unlubed Coitus, I suspected Mark had gleaned my motivation—the way he struggled. It took all of my strength to pin him down. He tried to push me off, but I proved by far the stronger. "Sorry, Fucker. I don't do Rubbers." I held him tight as his Hole ripped and tore before my rapacious Onslaught. "BAREBACK ONLY!" He grunted and tried to push me off with his legs. "C'mon, Bitch, you know you want it! A minute ago you were begging me to screw you! You know you fuckin' need it!" But, clearly, he was having second thoughts , so I tried to be more tactful. "Come on, Baby. Take Daddy's Dick. You know you want It. You got a real sweet Pussy there, and Daddy wants to make both of us feel good." A little flattery—and Mark was babbling like a baby. "Oh God, Daddy, I need your Cock in me so bad! Please fuck me, Daddy! Fuck me!" Mark worked my Nips moaning like a Bitch in Heat. My Dick was rock hard, partly due to the unlubed friction of his Hole, but mainly because I'd contemplated POZZING his Dumb Ass. The guy was NEG--or thought he was—if he wanted me to use a Rubber. I strove harder to remove all doubt as to what happens to a fuckin' horny Bareback Bottom at the Tubs. "I'm gonna seed your Pussy, Boy, know that? You're gonna get Daddy's Charged Cum deep in your Ass. That's what you really want, don't you, you fuckin' Bitch? You want Daddy to seed and breed you like the fuckin' Little Whore you are." "Oh yeah, Daddy! That's what I want! I want you to fuck me! But please, Daddy, PULL OUT before you Cum. P-U-L-E-A-S-E !" Fucking Little Fool! Was he for real? Did he really think I'd pass up the opportunity to POZ his stinkin' Butt? Long as I live, I'll never understand these simple-minded Faggots who think they can bareback night after night and stay NEG. "Sorry, Fucker. I don't do Rubbers, and I don't pull out. You're getting Daddy's Dick and Load, just like you deserve It. Get ready, Boy, cause I'm gonna breed your Ass!" He just kept moaning and pushing up to meet my thrusts. "HERE IT CUMS, QUEER BOY! Here Cums Daddy's Creamy Seed infiltratin' your NEG Pussy! Goddamn, yeah, Motherfucker! I'm spraying my Stud Juice deep up your Hole, R-I-G-H-T T-H-I-S M-O-M-E-N-T !" Walking around almost an hour before I met this Kid, obsessing about this very special moment, I'd worked up a helluva Charged Load. I juiced the whole inside of his Pussy with POZ Seed, so much so my Balls spasmed over and over and I thought I'd never stop shooting. I shoved my tongue deep down his throat and thrust my hips against his fragile body, intent on planting so much goddamned Virus in his Gut he'd taste It in his Gullet. I kissed him passionately, telling how good he felt, determined to massage my Venom into his Ass Walls and from there into his Capillaries. "Oh Daddy, Oh Daddy, Oh, Daddy," he kept chanting, too shocked or awed, or maybe both, to do anything but lie there and take It as the devastation of his Stupid Faggot Body commenced. I couldn't remember when I'd experienced such an Orgasm, but it was past; and suddenly I wanted out of there in the worst way, and the Mark I'd just bred seemed SOOOOO REPULSIVE. I wondered if he'd Cum, but then I realized I didn't give a Shit. " To me this seems to be the same story as this thread " I got there to the baths and started breeding holes almost immediately. Lost track of how many but I know it was at least seven or eight loads, including more than one in a few guys who have become almost regular fuck buds there. They were all hot fucks, but the last one of the night (ain't it almost always the last one of the night?) set a new standard for me. It never would have happened as recently as a month ago. But since joining these groups, I've become addicted to bug. I'm a man on a mission. It was almost 3 a.m., and I was dead tired but determined to spew my poison strains in one more hole before calling it a night. After several passes through the corridors and the maze area, I finally found my target. He was on hands and knees in a room, his butt in the air, lube on the mattress and no condoms in sight. I zoomed in, shut the door and immediately started fingering his hole. It was dry, indicating I would be his first load of the night. I love shoving my fat dick into a butt full of jizz - it's the best lube - but knowing I would be first also meant I'd stretch and tear his hole so that my poz bug would go right into his bloodstream. Awesome! Before I could get on his ass, though, he moved his hot wet mouth to my huge pig nipples and began sucking and chewing like a mad man. FUCKING AWESOME! Most guys seem to go right for the dick, but my nips are even more sensitive than my cock, and getting them worked gets me rock hard. After a bit I pulled his head up and shoved my tongue into his mouth, and we kissed like there was no tomorrow. The chemistry was intense, and I knew this was going to be a really great fuck. He was a white kid, mid to late 20s, about 5-foot-7, maybe 150 pounds, slim and lightly muscled - not a twink, but a good boy who was gonna get a huge load of daddy's poz juice. I'm 41, Latino, 5-foot-10 and almost 190 pounds of solid muscle, and my thick and heavy meat was already dripping as I thought about how I would take his boy pussy: Start on his back, then turn him over and fuck him like a dog before I pinned him down with my muscles and shot a thick, juicy load of poison cum in his cunt. "Oh fuck me, daddy! Fuck your bitch! I need your fucking dick SOOO bad!" That was all I needed to hear. His legs were up in the air in no time, and my dick was lubed and aiming at his puckered hole … when it happened: The goddamned fucker whipped out a condom. It caught me totally off guard and made me fucking madder than hell. Fucking tease! I couldn't believe this was happening. If it had been earlier in the night, I would have jumped off him in a heartbeat and stormed out with a monster hard-on in search of the first hole I could find. But it was late, and I didn't want to do that this time - so I took a chance. I took the rubber from his hand, threw it on the floor and immediately shoved my lubed dick into his tight hole. It took all of my body weight to pin him down as the surprise and pain gripped his body. He tried to push me off, but I was clearly too strong for him. "Sorry, fucker. I don't do rubbers." I was pissed as hell, and I held him tight as his hole stretched and twitched around my invading pole. "Bareback only." He didn't say anything coherent, but he grunted and tried to push me off with his legs. "C'mon, bitch, you know you want it! You were begging me to fuck your cunt! You fucking need this, boycunt!" But he clearly was having second thoughts about the whole scene, so I decided to change my approach. "Come on, baby, take daddy's dick. You can do it, boy…" I eased up a bit on his body and tried a more seductive approach. "You got a real sweet boy pussy, and daddy wants to make you feel good." A little nasty encouragement was all he needed. He gave in immediately, shifting his hips so that his hole was right in line with my dick inside him, and started babbling like a baby. "OH GOD, daddy, I need your cock inside me so bad! Please fuck me, daddy! Please fuck me! Please fuck me!" He worked my nipples and kept talking like a whore in heat, and that was all I needed. My dick was rock hard, partly from his response and partly because I knew I was truly going to breed him. The guy must be neg - or at least must think he's neg - if he wanted me to use a rubber. I looked over by the edge of the pillow and saw he had a whole stash of 'em there. That only made me fuck him harder, determined to show him what happens to a fucking tease. "I'm gonna breed your pussy, boy. You know that? You're gonna get daddy's hot seed deep in your cunt. That's what you really want, you fucking bitch, isn't it? You want a hot daddy to fuck you and use you and breed you like a whore, don't you?" "OH GOD, DADDY, YES!!! That's what I want! That's what I need! Please fuck me, Daddy. Please fuck me! … But please pull out before you cum, daddy, please!" The fucking bastard! He was too fucking stupid to be real! Did he really think I would not breed his hole at this point? As long as I live, I will never understand the "logic" of these neg guys who think they can take raw dick and stay neg. What stupidity. What arrogance. "Sorry, fucker. I don't do rubbers, and I don't pull out. You're getting daddy's dick and his load, just like you want it…. Get ready, boy, because Daddy's gonna breed ya!" He just kept moaning and pushing back to meet my thrusts, and that was all the sign I needed. "HERE IT CUMS, BOY! HERE CUMS DADDY'S HOT SEED! GODDAMN YEAH, FUCKER, I'M SPRAYING MY STUD JUICE DEEP IN YOUR GUTS RIGHT NOW!" Walking around for almost an hour before I met this kid, I had worked up a huge load of hot cum. I coated the whole inside of his pussy with poz seed, so much that I could feel it squirting over and over as my balls pumped over and over again. I shoved my tongue deep inside his mouth and rammed my hips into his small body for all I was worth, determined to plant my poison bug so deep in his guts that he'd taste it in the back of his throat. I kept kissing him deep and telling him what a good boy he was as I thrust inside him for another minute or two, determined to work the poison into his pussy walls good so that none would spill out and it would all go straight into his blood stream. "Oh daddy… Oh daddy…. Oh, daddy…." He just kept muttering, too weak, shocked or both to do anything but lie there and feel my poz juice seep into his system. I don't remember the last time I had such a fucking intense orgasm. Almost as soon as it subsided, I was ready to go. I wondered for a moment if he came too, but then I decided that I didn't really care. It was all about me giving him what he fucking needed. It's what I fucking needed, too." am i wrong?

Um.... am I wrong or is this the same story posted in the same forum by two different writers? " Poz Latino Daddy Fucks Mark at Bath House Started by Hotload84, Sep 09 2010 08:13 AM,I got to the Baths around 5 p.m. and started breeding almost immediately. I lost track of how many, but I know I shot at least half a dozen Loads, including a couple in a Bottom who was one of my regulars. They were all hot Fucks, but the last one was an almost spiritual exercise. That would never have happened a month ago, but I've become addicted to Gifting. Now I'm a Man on a Mission. It was almost 3 a.m.; and I was dead tired, but determined to spew my Venom into one more Pussy. After several passes through the corridors and Maze, I found my Mark. He was on hands and knees in his room, Butt in the air, Lube on the mattress, and no Condoms in sight. I invited myself in and fingered his Hole. It was dry. I would be his first Load of the night. I love shoving my Dick into a Butt full of Jizm—the World's Best Lube—but being first gave me the chance to stretch and tear his Hole so that my POZ Bug could work it wonders. Absolutely Awesome! Before I could mount his Ass, though, Mark moved his hot wet mouth to my huge Pig Nips and began sucking and chewing. Fuckin' Fabulous! Most guys go right for the Dick, but my Nips are even more sensitive than my Cock, and getting them pulled and twisted gets me even harder. After a bit I pulled up his head and pushed my tongue into his tonsils. We frenched like there was no tomorrow. The Chemistry was there, and I knew this was going to be ONE REALLY GREAT FUCK—one which would make it easier for me to Honor My Commitment. Mark was a white lad, early 20s, slim and lightly muscled—no Twink, but close to it, who was gonna get a Load of Daddy's POZ Jizm. I'm 41, Latino, 5'10", almost 190 pounds of solid muscle, and a PURPOSELY POZZED NEG who was about to REPLICATE THE RITUAL. "Oh fuck me, Daddy! Fuck me! I need your fucking Dick SOOOOO BAD!" I flipped him over and hoisted his slender, shaven legs to my shoulders and my Dick was drooling Slime on his Pussy when the goddamned Mark whipped out a Condom. Fuckin' Tease! Had it been earlier, I would have stormed out of there in pursuit of other Prey, but late as it was, I didn't want to take the chance of cummin' up with nothin'. So in one fell swoop I shoved my bare Dick up to the Pubes in Mark's Rectum. His looseness and my ease of penetration convinced me the Queen had been around the block before and whetted my appetite to put him out of his misery. As the element of surprise succumbed to the discomfiture of unlubed Coitus, I suspected Mark had gleaned my motivation—the way he struggled. It took all of my strength to pin him down. He tried to push me off, but I proved by far the stronger. "Sorry, Fucker. I don't do Rubbers." I held him tight as his Hole ripped and tore before my rapacious Onslaught. "BAREBACK ONLY!" He grunted and tried to push me off with his legs. "C'mon, Bitch, you know you want it! A minute ago you were begging me to screw you! You know you fuckin' need it!" But, clearly, he was having second thoughts , so I tried to be more tactful. "Come on, Baby. Take Daddy's Dick. You know you want It. You got a real sweet Pussy there, and Daddy wants to make both of us feel good." A little flattery—and Mark was babbling like a baby. "Oh God, Daddy, I need your Cock in me so bad! Please fuck me, Daddy! Fuck me!" Mark worked my Nips moaning like a Bitch in Heat. My Dick was rock hard, partly due to the unlubed friction of his Hole, but mainly because I'd contemplated POZZING his Dumb Ass. The guy was NEG--or thought he was—if he wanted me to use a Rubber. I strove harder to remove all doubt as to what happens to a fuckin' horny Bareback Bottom at the Tubs. "I'm gonna seed your Pussy, Boy, know that? You're gonna get Daddy's Charged Cum deep in your Ass. That's what you really want, don't you, you fuckin' Bitch? You want Daddy to seed and breed you like the fuckin' Little Whore you are." "Oh yeah, Daddy! That's what I want! I want you to fuck me! But please, Daddy, PULL OUT before you Cum. P-U-L-E-A-S-E !" Fucking Little Fool! Was he for real? Did he really think I'd pass up the opportunity to POZ his stinkin' Butt? Long as I live, I'll never understand these simple-minded Faggots who think they can bareback night after night and stay NEG. "Sorry, Fucker. I don't do Rubbers, and I don't pull out. You're getting Daddy's Dick and Load, just like you deserve It. Get ready, Boy, cause I'm gonna breed your Ass!" He just kept moaning and pushing up to meet my thrusts. "HERE IT CUMS, QUEER BOY! Here Cums Daddy's Creamy Seed infiltratin' your NEG Pussy! Goddamn, yeah, Motherfucker! I'm spraying my Stud Juice deep up your Hole, R-I-G-H-T T-H-I-S M-O-M-E-N-T !" Walking around almost an hour before I met this Kid, obsessing about this very special moment, I'd worked up a helluva Charged Load. I juiced the whole inside of his Pussy with POZ Seed, so much so my Balls spasmed over and over and I thought I'd never stop shooting. I shoved my tongue deep down his throat and thrust my hips against his fragile body, intent on planting so much goddamned Virus in his Gut he'd taste It in his Gullet. I kissed him passionately, telling how good he felt, determined to massage my Venom into his Ass Walls and from there into his Capillaries. "Oh Daddy, Oh Daddy, Oh, Daddy," he kept chanting, too shocked or awed, or maybe both, to do anything but lie there and take It as the devastation of his Stupid Faggot Body commenced. I couldn't remember when I'd experienced such an Orgasm, but it was past; and suddenly I wanted out of there in the worst way, and the Mark I'd just bred seemed SOOOOO REPULSIVE. I wondered if he'd Cum, but then I realized I didn't give a Shit. " To me this seems to be the same story as this thread " I got there to the baths and started breeding holes almost immediately. Lost track of how many but I know it was at least seven or eight loads, including more than one in a few guys who have become almost regular fuck buds there. They were all hot fucks, but the last one of the night (ain't it almost always the last one of the night?) set a new standard for me. It never would have happened as recently as a month ago. But since joining these groups, I've become addicted to bug. I'm a man on a mission. It was almost 3 a.m., and I was dead tired but determined to spew my poison strains in one more hole before calling it a night. After several passes through the corridors and the maze area, I finally found my target. He was on hands and knees in a room, his butt in the air, lube on the mattress and no condoms in sight. I zoomed in, shut the door and immediately started fingering his hole. It was dry, indicating I would be his first load of the night. I love shoving my fat dick into a butt full of jizz - it's the best lube - but knowing I would be first also meant I'd stretch and tear his hole so that my poz bug would go right into his bloodstream. Awesome! Before I could get on his ass, though, he moved his hot wet mouth to my huge pig nipples and began sucking and chewing like a mad man. FUCKING AWESOME! Most guys seem to go right for the dick, but my nips are even more sensitive than my cock, and getting them worked gets me rock hard. After a bit I pulled his head up and shoved my tongue into his mouth, and we kissed like there was no tomorrow. The chemistry was intense, and I knew this was going to be a really great fuck. He was a white kid, mid to late 20s, about 5-foot-7, maybe 150 pounds, slim and lightly muscled - not a twink, but a good boy who was gonna get a huge load of daddy's poz juice. I'm 41, Latino, 5-foot-10 and almost 190 pounds of solid muscle, and my thick and heavy meat was already dripping as I thought about how I would take his boy pussy: Start on his back, then turn him over and fuck him like a dog before I pinned him down with my muscles and shot a thick, juicy load of poison cum in his cunt. "Oh fuck me, daddy! Fuck your bitch! I need your fucking dick SOOO bad!" That was all I needed to hear. His legs were up in the air in no time, and my dick was lubed and aiming at his puckered hole … when it happened: The goddamned fucker whipped out a condom. It caught me totally off guard and made me fucking madder than hell. Fucking tease! I couldn't believe this was happening. If it had been earlier in the night, I would have jumped off him in a heartbeat and stormed out with a monster hard-on in search of the first hole I could find. But it was late, and I didn't want to do that this time - so I took a chance. I took the rubber from his hand, threw it on the floor and immediately shoved my lubed dick into his tight hole. It took all of my body weight to pin him down as the surprise and pain gripped his body. He tried to push me off, but I was clearly too strong for him. "Sorry, fucker. I don't do rubbers." I was pissed as hell, and I held him tight as his hole stretched and twitched around my invading pole. "Bareback only." He didn't say anything coherent, but he grunted and tried to push me off with his legs. "C'mon, bitch, you know you want it! You were begging me to fuck your cunt! You fucking need this, boycunt!" But he clearly was having second thoughts about the whole scene, so I decided to change my approach. "Come on, baby, take daddy's dick. You can do it, boy…" I eased up a bit on his body and tried a more seductive approach. "You got a real sweet boy pussy, and daddy wants to make you feel good." A little nasty encouragement was all he needed. He gave in immediately, shifting his hips so that his hole was right in line with my dick inside him, and started babbling like a baby. "OH GOD, daddy, I need your cock inside me so bad! Please fuck me, daddy! Please fuck me! Please fuck me!" He worked my nipples and kept talking like a whore in heat, and that was all I needed. My dick was rock hard, partly from his response and partly because I knew I was truly going to breed him. The guy must be neg - or at least must think he's neg - if he wanted me to use a rubber. I looked over by the edge of the pillow and saw he had a whole stash of 'em there. That only made me fuck him harder, determined to show him what happens to a fucking tease. "I'm gonna breed your pussy, boy. You know that? You're gonna get daddy's hot seed deep in your cunt. That's what you really want, you fucking bitch, isn't it? You want a hot daddy to fuck you and use you and breed you like a whore, don't you?" "OH GOD, DADDY, YES!!! That's what I want! That's what I need! Please fuck me, Daddy. Please fuck me! … But please pull out before you cum, daddy, please!" The fucking bastard! He was too fucking stupid to be real! Did he really think I would not breed his hole at this point? As long as I live, I will never understand the "logic" of these neg guys who think they can take raw dick and stay neg. What stupidity. What arrogance. "Sorry, fucker. I don't do rubbers, and I don't pull out. You're getting daddy's dick and his load, just like you want it…. Get ready, boy, because Daddy's gonna breed ya!" He just kept moaning and pushing back to meet my thrusts, and that was all the sign I needed. "HERE IT CUMS, BOY! HERE CUMS DADDY'S HOT SEED! GODDAMN YEAH, FUCKER, I'M SPRAYING MY STUD JUICE DEEP IN YOUR GUTS RIGHT NOW!" Walking around for almost an hour before I met this kid, I had worked up a huge load of hot cum. I coated the whole inside of his pussy with poz seed, so much that I could feel it squirting over and over as my balls pumped over and over again. I shoved my tongue deep inside his mouth and rammed my hips into his small body for all I was worth, determined to plant my poison bug so deep in his guts that he'd taste it in the back of his throat. I kept kissing him deep and telling him what a good boy he was as I thrust inside him for another minute or two, determined to work the poison into his pussy walls good so that none would spill out and it would all go straight into his blood stream. "Oh daddy… Oh daddy…. Oh, daddy…." He just kept muttering, too weak, shocked or both to do anything but lie there and feel my poz juice seep into his system. I don't remember the last time I had such a fucking intense orgasm. Almost as soon as it subsided, I was ready to go. I wondered for a moment if he came too, but then I decided that I didn't really care. It was all about me giving him what he fucking needed. It's what I fucking needed, too." am i wrong? Daddy's Bug For Steamworks BoyStarted by PozFetishPig, 4 weeks ago, Quote MultiQuote

Skate Park Pick Up - part 1 I love going to one of the local skate parks not far from a big name university on the Cali coastline. I don't skate- I spectate. During the hott summers most of the boys end up shirtless working their bodies into a sweat on the ramps and bowls. With their baggy pants that sag well passed their boxerclad butts, they all try to work themselves into sunkissed, toned Adonises wile trying to 'outman' the next. It's like watching a documentary on the posturing practices of hormonal apes- well, i guess it's the same thing,.. Either way, when I have a free afternoon, its nice to blow a couple of clouds before going to watch as young college meat (sometimes some of the local high schoolers show up but they are few and far between and easy to discern from the college boys) glisten on display in the hott Cali sun. I even sometimes take pictures (discretely!) -- or even video -- with my phone if a boy(s) is exceptional, which often happens... A Note About Me: I am in my early 30's (but could pass for mid 20's) and am a highly paid advertising/sales exec for a company you have heard of, which gives me a fair amount of spendable money and time. I have my vices for young meat and good party supplies- both of which have led to several great interactions with the local student population. College boys are so willing to trust and open up to me for some reason, and I'm not complaining. Most of them just see a friendly guy in me willing to provide. I have many stories about my own conquests of young flesh and many that other hunters like myself have told me over the years... This, 'Part 1' is the story of Jordan- one stupid, hurt soul who's life I forever changed--- It was a hot Tuesday afternoon in August. I knew the freshman were starting to fill the city in droves, bringing waves upon waves of fresh, horny meat from all over the country. Any hunter like myself knows this is the best time to pick off the easy prey- first time from home with the smallest feeling of freedom and rebellion against their former lives. I had smoked a small bowl heavily laced with T before going to the skate park that day, and was decisively horny and hunting. Upon my arrival it seemed like the usual lazy day with really nothing more than the promise of some good shirtless pics to show for my efforts. After an hour or so there was suddenly some commotion on one side of the park. One kid was literally baseballing a parking pole with his board screaming, "Fucking Bitch! Fucking Bitch! Who needs her sorry cunt?! I'll get plenty of pussy out here and then she'll see who the real COCK is!" He was a stunning piece of young man. The taut muscles of his arms and back flexed and glistened with sweat as he swung his wood against the pole ( ) He was maybe 5'8" 120lbs of lean boy, with long dark hair which covered most of his face. His skin was so white that it could almost glow in the dark. He had no piercings or tattoos which made me unsure of his age, but his rage certainly showed he was man enough to be prey. He continued to beat his board against the steel pole (making quite the scene) while a couple of other guys tried to calm him down, but this kid was not having it. He lashed out at them, telling everyone within eyesight to 'Fuck Off', throwing his board into the air and walking off towards to busstop. Anticipating a fight or something from when the commotion started, I had already turned my phone onto video and was recording as he made his way to the street. Suddenly, he spotted me- "Dude, are you recording me?!" I quickly turned my phone off and got into my car as he approached me shouting "Dude, What the Fuck?!" I tried to assure him that I had not been recording him but was watching him as I was simply texting. .... If there is interest in the story: A lot more to cum....

unless u r going to supply us with a login name and password to view the video u shouldn't post it.... thats y the forum is called xtubelink....

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well said rawtop <3 its cool u offer this, I enjoy reading and know that my use is so infrequent (once every couple of years?) that i'm not a risk

P.S. There is a story there.... Someone should write it... i want to read it...

If you don't want to catch anything, then NEVER bb outside of a monogomous relationship where you and he get tested regularly despite your trust in eachother. If you want to feel raw cock slide into your body and fill you with cum, then go for it but know there are risks: hiv, hpv, ghono, the clap, warts, hep, herpies, syph... I have never been diagnosed with hpv but there is no way that i don't have it given statistics, I have had the clap a few times and ghono once. I so far have not caught hiv or hep. In the area I live & the habits I have it is more likely that I may contract herpies, syph, or clap &/or ghono again at one point... given my habits I am less likely to contract hiv unless i outwardly go looking for it. I don't know what the risks are like in your area, but if they are like mine, lets say he is being honest and recently tested neg and lets assume he doesn't btm too often, I would say you are relatively safe... there is risk (duh) but not too much... lets say that he only told u that he got tested to ease your mind, let's still assume he doesn't btm too often... higher risk, what do you think? now let's just say that he likes to get high on drugs and whore his ass out. let's say that he did get tested neg a couple of months ago but that was a day after sharing a slam with a dude who is poz, then spent the night in a sling in a bath house taking any load into himself that he could. he talks to you and says that he wants to fuck u and that indeed he just tested neg a few months ago.... now i ask: what is the risk you are willing to take?

I have a friend who is WAY into the furry "community" in denver. I have limited exposure/experience, but there is interest. I have never "chosen" an animal, but something like a dragon or lizard apeals, as does something like a badger or hedgehog.