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This story has me so boned up. Cannot wait to continue the next part. Very hot!!!!

Working on the next chapter. Will post ASAP.

Thanks guys.

What a hot story mackyjay. Love it!! Waiting for more. Had me boned up right away man.

The Tattoo Artist: Chapter 3

Zak rolled me onto my back and straddled my body with his ass resting on my thighs. He grasped our hard cocks together in his hand, stroking and rubbing our shafts together with each slow thrust of his hips.

The verbal talk started. The words used didn’t change so much, but this time Zak’s poz talk had more emotion behind it; a gentler edge. It wasn’t just the heat of the moment. A release of his emotions from the heart, something I was experiencing as well. The intimacy made both of our cocks bone up even more as he continued to stroke our shafts together.

“I’m going to make poz love to you, Zeek.”

“Fuck, yes. I want all of you. Give me your charged cock. Breed me.”

“You’d like that, wouldn’t you?”

“Yes, please make love to my hole. Seed me again.”

“You want that connection with me forever?”

“Yes, I want that with you. Poz me. Please do it.”

Zak lightly caressed my abdomen and chest, then gently stroked my face and lower lip while looking directly into my eyes. His touch sent a wave of chills through my body. I loved seeing this side of him as much as I loved his pig side. He lay on top of me. Our sweaty bodies and hard dicks pressed tightly together. Zak made out with me, grinding our bodies and cocks together.

“I’m going to slide my cock in you, oh so slowly. Give you more poz seed, babe.”

He spread my legs, slipped his arms under my knees, and bent my legs over his shoulders. He spit in his hand and lubed up his cock, then pressed the head of his dick to my hole. My ass opened easily, and as he slid the full length of his shaft into my cunt, cum dripped from my ass. His cock glided easily against the cum-drenched walls of my man hole, working his first toxic load deep inside me. A warm, tingly sensation overcame me. My heart beat faster. Zak eyes continued to pierce into my soul. His cock massaged my prostate with each stroke of his death stick. This was no longer fucking. This was intense love making….sharing his body and virus with me, making us one.

“Zeek, you feel incredible. I want you to charge up from me so much. I want to share every part of me with you.”

“Make me yours, babe. I want your DNA inside me.”

My senses were so heightened. I could feel every inch of Zak’s cock penetrating me. It was very intimate and erotic. He continued to pump his cock in and out of me. I repeatedly tightened my ass around his shaft with each pulse of my hard cock. His meat stiffened and throbbed repeatedly in my hole. I wanted to milk every drop of cum from his balls. Welcome his virus into my body.

“Fuck, babe, I won’t last long. This feels so amazing.”

“Give me your cum. I want it all in me.”

Zak leaned over and made out with me. His kisses were warm and deliberate. His tongue swirled with mine as he made love to my hole with slow, deep penetrations from his tool.

After a few minutes he turned his head to the side. Our sweaty cheeks were pressed together.

He caressed my face with his cheek then whispered in my ear, “Fuck, yes. Here it cums, babe. You’re going to get all my poz seed.”

Zak pressed his lips to mine with one long, passionate kiss and plunged his manhood balls deep inside me. I felt his cock begin to pulse once again. Jizz shot from his rod with each throb, adding to his previous load and my blood.

He whispered between deep breaths, “I want you so much. Take my charged load, babe. You’re mine, Zeek.”

“Fuck, yes. You feel so good. Convert me. Make me your poz pig.”

Sweat dripped from his nose onto my cheek. Emotions and our poz talk overcame me. My ass tightened around Zak’s shaft, and he groaned with pleasure. My hole milked ever drop of his toxic cum into my guts, while my cock erupted over and over, shooting creamy white semen onto my abdomen.

Zak again pressed his lips to mine like he couldn’t get close enough to me, couldn’t bury his cock inside me deep enough. He held his cock deep in me. My ass pressed tight against him, both of us panting from our intense dance together. Our deep breathing began to relax. His cock slipped from my cum-filled hole, and my ass puckered several times, working his semen further inside me. I wanted his seed to stay in me all night. This felt so right.

We lied in each other’s arms and drifted off to sleep for a bit. I woke to Zak getting up from the sofa.

“I’ll be right back, babe. I have to piss.” He started to walk toward the bathroom, and I grabbed his hand to stop him.

“Uh ah, get back here. I want every drop.”

I slid off the couch to the floor. The tiled floor felt cold on my knees, but the chill just made it even more erotic. Zak stood in front of me, his inked cock dangling in front of my lips. I looked directly at his biohazard tattoo and slipped his cock into my mouth. He held my head still with a firm grip on the top of my head. My eyes wandered from his biohazard ink up his body to his eyes, looking directly down into mine. His cock twitched a few times in my mouth, and he closed his eyes and tilted his head back. A few drops of sweet nectar dripped onto my tongue before a full stream of warm piss filled my mouth. My dick boned up immediately. Zak continued to empty his bladder down my throat, pausing just long enough for me to gulp down each mouthful. His piss tasted strong, but so sweet. It was intoxicating, and I devoured every drop. I think in that very moment I surrendered myself to him totally. I was his pig boy and wanted to continue to be his in every way.

I swallowed the last of his sweet piss then Zak pulled his cock from my mouth and wiped his piss hole across my lips.

“God, I enjoy feeding you my piss too. From the looks of it you like being my urinal too, don’t you?”

My cock stiffened as I licked my lips, “You know I do.”

Zak stroked the top of my head for a bit, “I love being a cum and piss pig as much as you do, Zeek. I want you to use me any way you like. I want all of it with you.”

“I want to experience that with you too. Really explore our pig sides together.”

“Good boy. Let’s work on pozzing your ass up then start swapping all our fluids.”

There was a pause of silence interrupted by a long, loud growl from my stomach followed by a burp. We both laughed.

“Woah, dude. You must be starving. It’s getting late. If you’re cool with it, why don’t you come home with me? We can stop for carry out and you can crash at my place. I’d love to wake up in the morning curled up with you in my bed. We can grab breakfast together. Spend the day together tomorrow if you like.”

The corners of my mouth curled up with a grin, “I’d love to. I am pretty hungry too and not looking forward to the drive home tonight.”

“Then it’s settled. Let’s get dressed and get out of here.”

We flipped our clothes on and made our way to Zak’s apartment. We ordered the proverbial Chinese food delivery in the little white cartons that you see all too often in the movies. It made for a cozy night on Zak’s living room sofa, feeding samples of each other’s food to one another. Our frisky late night dinner led to some playful banter. By morning a trail of clothes strewn here and there lead to the bedroom.

I woke curled up naked next to Zak; our legs intertwined beneath the sheets. His body felt warm against my skin, and I gazed at him sleeping for a minute. The sheet draped gently across his waist just exposing the top edges of his biohazard tattoo. I touched his thigh with my hand and lightly ran my fingers up his leg, across his cock and biohazard tattoo to his abdomen. I slowly caressed his belly, gently circling the sunburst tattoo around his belly button with my finger tip. Zak yawned, opened his eyes, and stretched. Good morning, handsome. He put his arm around me and pulled me closer to him so my head rested on his chest.

“I hope you slept well, because I slept like a baby with you beside me. I could get used to this.”

I turned over and rested my chin on Zak’s chest, “It does feel good being next to you in bed, and yeah, I slept pretty damn well. I even had an odd but quite erotic dream about pozzing, and you marking my body all over with biohazard tattoos, even places like my hands so I couldn’t hide my poz status to anyone.” We both chuckled. “Maybe I had that dream because my ass is still loaded with your charged seed from last night and that is so hot.”

Zak looked at me and grinned, “Don’t worry, sexy man, you’ll be charged up in no time. My virus is probably already in your system. Your body just hasn’t reacted to it yet. Or you could be one of those guys that doesn’t show symptoms and you’re already charged up.”

He rolled me over in bed and laid on top of me, “If that’s the case you need to start seeding me too, swap our poz loads.” He gave me a quick peck on the lips then rolled out of bed.

He flipped the sheets off me, “Time to get up, babe. The weekend’s a wastin’.”

I chased Zak down the hall to the kitchen, and we both hung out together naked. I made coffee and he whipped up some eggs and bacon. Then we sat across from each other at his dining room table. I slid my foot onto his chair, and played with his cock and balls with my toes. Zak’s cock began to bone up. We ate our breakfast looking at each other playfully with grins on our faces.

“You better watch it or you’ll find your ass back in that bed taking more poz cum.”

“And this is a bad thing, how?”

We chuckled a bit and finished our breakfast.

“So, what would you like to do today?”

“How about hanging out in boystown, shop around a bit. A leisure day.”

“I’m game. We could maybe hit a movie later and tip a few at a bar if you like.”

“Sure, play it by ear.”

This man was too good to be true. I couldn’t take my eyes off him, but in the back of my mind I hoped the feelings I was developing for him were mutual. I was falling for Zak, and there was no stopping my heart.

“Ok, Zeek, let’s get in the shower.”

“I need to clean my tattoo.”

“I’ll wrap it up for you for the day after our shower. After it’s done weeping ink, you can start to leave it open to air.”

He got up from the table and peeled the bandage from my arm. Ink was weeping from my tattoo yet.

“Lookin damn good, babe. Now get.”

I got up and took a few steps toward the bathroom. Zak couldn’t resist the opportunity and gave me a quick crack on the ass with his hand.

“Oooh,……… Baby!!” I chuckled and ran toward the bathroom. Zak wasted no time chasing me down the hall. He caught me at the bathroom doorway and pulled me into his arms. His lips pressed to mine, and our cocks were boned up in no time.

“See what you do to me every time?”

“Well, you have the same effect on me.”

We stroked each other’s cocks then Zak turned on the shower, and stepped in.

“Are you joining me?”

“I’ll be right there. I sat on the toilet. Sorry, babe, I’m losing your seed.”

“That’s ok, I’ll be plowing your ass soon enough. I’m glad you have no problem jumping on the toilet while I’m in the bathroom. Doesn’t bother me one bit.”

“Glad you said that, because it doesn’t bother me either.”

I finished up on the toilet, “Zeek, don’t……Yow!!”

Too late…..I flushed the toilet before Zak could stop me.

“Damn, that’s cold.”

“Serves you right for cracking my ass like that.”

“You loved it, and you know it.”

“Yeah, guess I did.”

I stepped into the shower. It was a rather large walk-in stall with double jets. “Sweet!!”

“Isn’t it awesome? Great for showering together.”

“It’s big enough for a small orgy.”

Zak tipped his head down, closed his eyes, and let the hot water pound on the back of his neck and head. I stood back from him, and took aim. I let out a full stream of piss hitting him on the chest, beard, abdomen, and cock. His eyes flew open, and he immediately dropped to his knees. His rod began to grow as I soaked his face with piss. Zak opened his mouth and filled it full of my piss. He swallowed a bunch and let the rest run down his beard and body. His cock was now fully erect and pulsing as I continued to piss on his face. He tipped his head forward to soak his entire head.

The last few squirts of piss shot from my cock, “Damn, babe, that was so hot.”

“Glad you enjoyed it.”

“Enjoyed it!!?? Fuck, I loved it!!”

I cleaned my tattoo, and we soaped each other up. Our shower play was just a teaser, a taste of more to come. We redressed my arm, slipped on our jeans and t-shirts and made our way to boystown.

The afternoon was spent walking through the gay district browsing stores like GayMart, and the gear at the Ram adult bookstore. GayMart was most entertaining with cards and novelties. I couldn’t resist stocking up on a few cards. One had a hot naked stud on the cover with a beautiful cock. The outside of the card read, “For your Birthday, let’s play hide and seek…..If you find me, I’ll let you blow me.” The inside read, “….and if you can’t find me, look behind the couch.”…….LOL.

The other card had a drag queen on the front with a bitchy expression on her face. The front read, “Honey, another birthday and you still look fabulous!!” The inside of the card had just one word….. “Pity!!”

After horsing around all afternoon, we ate an early dinner and decided to check out the movies at the theater. I don’t think it mattered what we saw. We ordered a bottled water and got a small bucket of popcorn then took two seats toward the back of the theater. We had our privacy, just what I was hoping for. Zak held the popcorn bucket in his lap while we both munched away. Every time I reached in for more popcorn I thought of the old story I’ve heard about a guy tearing the bottom of the popcorn container open and slipping his hard cock through the hole. Even though I didn’t think it was going to happen, the anticipation that Zak’s cock COULD be waiting for me boned up sticking through the bottom of the popcorn bucket just made my dick hard.

I glanced over at Zak and he looked back at me. I had a sly grin on my face. When he reached for more popcorn I purposely did the same. I took his hand in mine and pressed it firmly against my hard rod. My cock stiffened even more at the touch of his hand through my jeans. After putting the popcorn bucket on the floor Zak took my hand and rubbed it against the hard bulge in his jeans. He returned his hand to my crotch, and we sat there nonchalantly stroking each other. Our shafts were begging to be released from our jeans to start fucking on the spot. Zak grasped my chin with his hand and turned my head toward his. We began kissing and making out in the theater, oblivious to the scene playing out on the screen causing all the laughter in the theater.

When it finally finished we both knew where we were heading. We raced to Zak’s apartment like two teenagers about to get our rocks off together for the first time. The door to his apartment flung open and he pinned me against the wall next to the entrance. He kicked the front door closed, and began stripping off my clothes and kissing me at the same time.

When the last of our clothes hit the floor, he pinned me against the wall again and made out with me. We ground our cocks together, our lips pressed firmly together with Zak’s tongue buried deep in my mouth.

He led me to the bedroom.

After stretching a towel across the bed, Zak said, “Lie down on the bed!”

I quickly obliged.

“No, on your back.”

I rolled over and laid back on the pillows.

“This is going to be fun.”

Zak showed me a wrist restraint, “Give me your wrist, babe.”

I did as I was told as my cock throbbed, standing at attention. Zak strapped it onto my arm then secured it to the corner bedpost.

He proceeded to strap my other wrist and ankles in a similar manner so I was spread eagle on the bed.

“Wait till you see this.”

Zak disappeared from the bedroom and returned with shaving cream, a razor and clipper. He crawled onto the bed and straddled my body. My hard shaft spread his ass cheeks open as he worked my cock across his hole. His dick and PA danced in front of my face, pointing straight up. A small amount of precum dripped from the head of his cock, making my mouth water to lap it up.

“I can’t wait to feel your rod shooting POZ seed inside me, Zeek.”

“The thought of that turns me on too. I’m sure it won’t be long the way you’ve been planting your poz cum in me.”

I felt the cold steel of the clipper blade slide across my chest, “Ever been shaved, babe?”

“No.” Again his cock pulsed in front of me. It made my cock throb against his hole.

“Well you’re going to today, and there’s no way to resist.”

Zak raised himself to his knees and dangled his cock in front of my lips.

“Lick up that poz precum, babe. We don’t want any going to waste.”

I quickly obeyed. The tip of my tongue brushed across his piss hole and circled his jewelry. As I pulled away a string of precum connected my tongue to Zak’s cock head then broke free and tangled from my tongue. I lapped it up and let the sweet taste of my man’s juice slide down my throat.

Zak crawled off the bed. He dipped his fingers into a container of white creamy lube called “Shaft.” He grasped my hard rod and stroked the full length, lubing it up. With a firm grip around my shaft he pointed my cock straight up and sprayed shaving cream on my pubic hair. While he slowly stroked my meat I watched as I felt the razor touch my skin at the base of my cock. My rod stiffened in his grip.

He stroked the razor across my pubic hair.

“Feel that against your skin, Zeek? I’m going to shave all your pubic hair off.”

He continued to stroke my hard meat. I watched as he shaved every bit of pubic hair with each stroke of the razor. By the time he finished my hard cock was leaking a ton of precum. He stroked my cock while he cleaned up my smooth pubic area then washed the lube from my cock.

Zak again straddled me and sat down, perfectly fitting my hard shaft between his ass cheeks like a glove.

He held the clipper in front of me and flipped the switch on before giving me a wink of his eye and a grin. He ran his fingers through my hair and caressed the top of my head. The clipper carved a path across scalp, taking off the first row of hair. While continually rubbing the top of my head Zak shaved off the majority of my hair. He also worked my stiff cock between his cheeks with each pass of the clipper. I could tell he kept just a little stubble for hair length, and I loved the prickly feel as he ran his hands “against the grain” across my head. Between the sensations from my throbbing shaft, aching balls, and the eroticism of being shaved while restrained, I was in heaven. The clipper stopped buzzing and Zak released me from my restraints.

“Roll over sexy. We need to finish shaving the back of your head.” He again straddled my torso sitting down with our ass cheeks together. After shaving the rest of my head he massaged my scalp.

The pillow was covered with strands of my dark hair, but we didn’t care. I rolled onto my back again and began to make out with Zak. He reached down between us and stroked my cock then slid down my body kissing and licking me from my belly button to my stiff rod. He slipped my cock into his mouth and worked the full length of my meat down his throat. I ran my fingers across his shaved head as he sucked me long and deep over and over. I tipped my head back, and let out a moan as I fucked his face with my tool.

He removed my dick from his mouth. With his hand grasping the base of my shaft he licked the head of my meat.

“Sweet precum, babe.”

Zak again greased up my cock with “Shaft” lube. He straddled my hips, grabbed my shaft by the base, and aimed my cock for his hole. He pressed the head of my cock to his cunt and worked it inside.

“I know we’re working on pozzing your ass, but I want to feel you shoot what may be your last neg load deep in my gut.”

“Fuck, Zak. I’ll give you every drop.”

Zak plunged the full length of my cock into his gut. My cock throbbed. My ass tightened. I buried my head into the pillow, thrust my hips forward as hard and I could, and moaned from the sensations shooting through my body.

“Oh…..GOD!” This was my first time fucking Zak, and his cunt felt so incredible wrapped around my dick.

My eyes opened wide and I picked my head up off the pillow looking directly into Zak’s eyes. He continued to ride my cock.

“Fuck, Fuck, Fuck……I LOVE being inside you.” This was pure ecstasy.

Zak’s cock was leaking precum, and dripping onto my belly button.

He was driving me wild. With my dick still inside him, I flipped him onto his back. I grabbed his ankles and rammed my cock in him hard and deep. He took the full length of my cock with each thrust.

Zak stroked his shaft while I tore up his ass like a vicious animal.

“Fuck, I’m going to cum, Zak.”

“Give me all that neg seed from your balls. Fill me up, babe.”

My body jerked. I moaned and groaned, and my cock throbbed and erupted with each pulse, coating the walls of my man’s hole with my jizz.

“Fuck yes, I feel you unloading in me, babe……oh fuck.”

Zak’s ass tightened around my shaft, causing my body to again jerk from the sensations. I buried my cock deeper inside him, and while stroking his cock he shot a huge poz load all over his beard and belly.

“That was incredible, Zak.”

My cock slipped from his hole and his ankles dropped to the bed. I ran my tongue through his beard and down his belly, hungrily lapping up all his poz cum then sharing it with him in a deep, wet kiss.

We lie on the bed beside one another, our sweaty bodies touching.

“Oh my God, Zak, I love being with you so much.”

“Ditto, Babe.”

After a long pause….. “Damn, Zeek, you’re a little animal.”

I chuckled, “You drive me wild, Zak.”

Zak curled up in my arms, “So how long can you stay tomorrow?”

I’ll have to head home by around noon. I’m having dinner with my parent’s tomorrow at their house.

“I was hoping you could stay until at least dinner time, but I understand. Your family time is important.”

“What about your family? Are you close with your parents?”

“Ah, the family. Well, I have not seen my parents since I was 18. The day I told them I’m gay is the day they kicked me out of the house.”

“That really sucks, Zak. Maybe they will come around.”

“I’m not holding my breath, babe. They’re extremely religious. They believe if I had more faith in God, that I could become straight, and……blah, blah, blah.”

“I don’t understand how a parent can just disown their kid like that.”

“I’m not losing any sleep over it. I think I came through it all just fine. I’ve worked hard to get to where I am now.”

“It had to be difficult for you. I give you a lot of credit.”

“No, it wasn’t easy, but I’m ok. What about you, do your parents know you’re gay?”

“Oh, yeah. They may have their own opinions, but in the end they just want me to be happy.”

We stayed curled up in bed for the night, turned on the tv, and eventually the tv watched us sleep.

In the morning I woke to Zak’s hard cock lubed and grinding against my hole. My morning wood was raging hard. Zak pressed the head of his cock to my hole, and with an arch of my back he slipped inside.

“I can’t let you go home without your ass fully loaded with my toxic cum, babe.”

“Fuck, yes, you know I want it. Give it to me.”

I got on all fours, and Zak fucked me oh so right, long and hard, doggy style. I reached for his greased up cock, feeling his shaft at the lips of my cunt as he plunged the full length into my hungry hole. I stroked my meat while he tore up my hole.

“Beg for my toxic cum, Zeek!!”

“Fuck, give it to me. Please give me you poz seed.”

“You want it?”

“Fuck, yes!!”

“Yeah?”

“Give it to me. Poz me up. Please charge my hole.”

“Fuck, fuck…..here it cums, babe. Take my DNA.”

My cock stiffened, and as it pulsed and shot a huge load of cum onto the bed, I felt Zak’s poz load hit my intestine walls. His cock continued to throb inside me, reloading my cunt with his charged semen.

He pulled his still hard shaft from my hole and flopped on the bed next to me.

He pulled me into his arms and held me tight. Zak kissed me on the forehead, “I’m going to miss you this week, Zeek. I enjoy having you here with me.”

“Ditto, Zak….very much so.”

After a late breakfast together, and a quick shower, it was time for me to head home.

The weekend together was perfect, but passed by too quickly.

“Come here, Zeek.” Zak gave me a long hug followed by a sensuous kiss. “I’ll talk to you during the week to make plans for next weekend.”

“Sounds good.”

“Safe trip. Let me know when you’re home, babe.”

I walked down the hall and pushed the button to the elevator. The doors opened and I stepped in. I turned to see Zak standing in the doorway. He waved and yelled to me with a grin on his face, “Nice ass, babe.”

I chuckled and waved back. The doors closed, and I was on my way. Tonight’s dinner would be interesting to say the least. I could hardly wait to hear the comments from my mom about my new “look”……

Damn....one hot story.  Got me boned up right away and stroking through every word.  woof!!

Very hot story. I love how they were lovers for maybe 15 minutes but he has his DNA in his cells forever. Woof!!

Thanks guys. I'm working on more stories. Posted part of the next one called the tattoo artist.

You got me boned up right away. Hope there's more to cum. Anxious to find out what happens next.

Thanks. As you can see from my profile pic I love ink too. I have a lot of it. Heavily inked guys get me boned too.

I'm working on the next chapter. Will post it ASAP.

I'm also working on another story with a different twist to it.

Glad you enjoy em. I do appreciate the feedback.

The Tattoo Artist: Chapter 1

I was a gay man in my early 20s with some sleazy, kinky, taboo desires. I always had that streak in me. I love cum so bareback sex made an instant connection with me, and not just any bareback sex, but totally uninhibited bareback sex. Yes, I had a fantasy involving a hot guy, lots of bareback pig play, and him shooting his seed in me. Not just any seed, but poz seed. There was also something edgy and erotic about a tattooed, bareback pig.

Seeing heavily inked guys always made my cock hard, and I always wanted to be one of those guys. It just took me a while to decide what type of tattoo I wanted on my body. I researched local tattoo artists for months, but none of their work proved to be of the quality I was looking for. I decided to drive 90 minutes south and attend the annual tattoo convention in Chicago in hopes of finding an artist with a portfolio that impressed me.

It was such a lustful trip for me. I also love unusual facial hair like longer goatees and beards and handlebar mustaches. Guys with piercings also turn me on. Tattoos, facial hair, and piercings seem to go hand in hand. The convention center was packed with people covered in ink with a ton of piercings and facial hair of every length and type. The continuous buzz from all the tattoo guns running could be heard throughout the place. Every booth had an artist or two working on fresh ink. I eyed the sexy men between browsing through artists’ portfolios. There was a ton of guys with no shirts on getting inked up at the various booths. Some with sexy hairy chests or a nice treasure trail disappearing into their jeans. My brain was in eye candy overload, and my cock was half erect for most of the show.

I rounded the corner walking through the rows of booths and came across a very hot tattoo artist. He looked to be about 28 and was slender with a shaved head. His hair was reddish brown, with a slightly wavy goatee that must have been about a foot long. It ended in a point near his belly button. His mustache had a slight twist of small handlebars at the corners of his mouth. Full sleeves of ink extended from his t-shirt. He even had hand and neck tattoos. He was working on the back piece of a handsome little twink, and he glanced up at me as I approached his booth. He gave me a smile, and a nod of his head to say hello as he returned to his art piece. I stopped and paged through his portfolio. I kept glancing up to look at him while turning the pages. As I turned another page I glanced up to check him out again. My eyes traveled up his sexy body to his face and found him looking directly at me. He smiled at me again, and I quickly turned my eyes back to his portfolio. Sure that he noticed me checking him out, I began to blush. It was hard to keep my eyes off him, though, and I again glanced back at him. He again was looking at me too, and stopped his tattoo work. He told the twink he would be back in a minute to continue and walked toward me. He appeared to have a nice sized cock from the bulge in his jeans.

Holding out his hand he said, “Howdy, I’m Zak.”

“Isaac, but most people call me Zeek,” as I shook his hand. I again paged through the book of ink, “Is this your work?”

“Ah, yes it is.”

“Nice work, I like it.”

“Well, thanks. Are you looking to get some ink done?”

“Yeah, I just don’t know what I want to get yet.”

“Do you have any tattoos yet?”

“No, it would be my first.”

“Are you from Chicago?”

“No, but I’m only about 90 minutes north of here in Milwaukee.”

“Cool, well, if you would like to talk about it, I can help you with design ideas.”

“Awesome, I’d like that.”

“Here’s my card. Give me a call, and we can set up a time to talk.”

“Thank you, Zak, I’ll do that.”

“Nice to meet you.”

“Ditto.”

With that he returned to his customer to continue his ink, which gave me the perfect opportunity to check out his ass. Just as I imagined, he had one nice butt and I found it hard to look away. When he sat down he again looked at me, and found me staring at him. Zak picked up his tattoo gun, glanced back at me, and gave me a look that set my gaydar off. A smile came across his face. I nodded, smiled back at him staring straight into his eyes then disappeared into the crowd.

I wandered the convention center enjoying the hot, inked up men and all the beards and 'staches.  Pure heaven for this gay man. I had to piss, and found the bathrooms were lined up with guys waiting to empty their bladders. It took a while waiting in line, but I was next to piss, and a stall opened up. I wasted no time getting into the stall. My cock felt like it could burst from holding back my piss. I closed the door to the stall and quickly unzipped my pants. The entire toilet seat was splattered with piss. I chuckled a little thinking there must be a lot of PA piercings in those pants today, otherwise just a bunch of hot pigs with a bad aim. I let out a full stream of piss, emptying my bladder. It felt good to relieve the pressure, but I quickly found myself fully erect smelling all that piss and testosterone in the air. I also loved piss play, and thoughts of lapping up all the urine from the toilet seat was hard to resist. I stroked my cock a few times, then tucked it back into pants, trying to hide my hard on the best I could. I zipped up again and quickly left the men’s room. I buried myself in the crowd, waiting for my cock to go down then continued to stroll through the packed convention booths.

About a week later I came across Zak’s business card in my wallet and decided to give him a call.  The phone rang a few times, “Windy City Tattoo, this is Zak.”

“Ah, hi Zak, you may not remember me, but I met you at the tattoo convention last week. You told me to give you a call if I wanted to discuss tattoo options.”

“Zeek!! Glad to hear from you.”

“Wow, you remembered my name.”

“Of course I did. So, you want to set up a time to discuss tattoo designs?”

“Yeah, are you free any time this week?”

“My last appointment should be done around 5:30 tomorrow. Can you get to the shop tomorrow night around 6?”

“Sure. I’ll see you then.”

“Awesome!! See you tomorrow.”

I had a three day weekend so this was the perfect way to kick off my weekend. I left plenty early to try and beat Friday rush hour traffic heading into Chicago. I arrived early, and realized Zak’s tattoo shop was just outside the gay district on Halsted Street, so I wandered around the gay district for a bit. When I returned to Zak’s shop he was just finishing with his last tattoo appointment. He was wearing black biker boots, faded blue jeans, and a white t-shirt. I loved his fully inked sleeves and hands. His entire neck being inked was so hot too. Just the sight of him gave me a partial wood.

He invited me to the back of his shop, and we sat on a sofa and discussed the style of tattoos I was looking for. His suggestion of Japanese style tattoos intrigued me. He explained the meaning behind different tattoos in Japanese culture, and I decided my first piece would be a colorful full sleeve with yin yang koi, waves, flowers and filler. Zak sat next to me, and occasionally touched my arm as he discussed options and placement. Our legs were touching as we continued to look at designs. He suggested I remove my shirt, so he could do a quick, rough sketch on my arm. He explained that he liked to just draw out the design directly on the body to get better placement than trying to use transfers. I pulled my t-shirt off, and he began touching my arm, and turning it in different directions. Then he pulled out a marker and started drawing on my skin. His touch began to turn me on, and before I knew it my cock was fully erect. I couldn't hide the bulge that formed in my jeans. It was obvious Zak also noticed my hard cock, but he kept himself focused on drawing on my arm. The sketch began to take shape, and Zak maneuvered my arm into different positions as he continued to draw on my skin. Each time he lowered my arm to my lap his hand brushed again my hard cock, and I noticed his rod was also erect extending down his jean leg. He again moved my arm to a new position and my hand came to rest on his thigh next to his cock while he continued his design. I couldn't resist it any longer, and I brushed my hand against the bulge in his jeans. His cock throbbed against my hand, and before I knew it I was rubbing his cock through his jeans. He stopped drawing on my arm and reached over and massaged my hard rod.

Zak leaned over to me and began to French kiss me. Our tongues and lips were locked in a passionate exchange for a bit.  Then Zak stood up and saying “I was hoping you would be interested,” as he pulled his t-shirt off over his head revealing a fully inked chest with a sunburst around his belly button that continued down and disappeared into his jeans toward his cock.

“Damn, man…..wooooooof!”

He pulled me to my feet. We continued to make out, our tongues twisted together in deep, erotic kissing and panting. Zak wrapped his arms around my waist, grabbed my ass with his hands, and pressed our hard cocks against one another through our jeans. We continued to kiss, grinding our bodies against one another; our cocks throbbing with excitement. I was free-balling it and could feel a wet spot forming in my jeans from precum leaking from the head of my shaft.

Zak reached for my crotch, rubbing my cock through my pants before unbuttoning my jeans and dropping them to my ankles. He pushed me backward onto the couch. I landed on my ass and leaned back on the sofa in a lounged sitting position, with my cock standing at attention. Zak flipped my shoes off and pulled my jeans from my ankles. He stood up in front of me, kicked his shoes off then unbuttoned his jeans and dropped them to the floor. His cock sprung to attention standing straight in the air, pulsing up and down. The shaft of his tool curved slightly to the left and upward about 8 inches long. His cock was pierced with a large prince albert, and inked with flames leading down the shaft to a black biohazard tattoo centered below his belly button. More ink led to the sunburst around his belly button. The ring to his cock piercing dangled with each pulse of his cock, and precum began to hang from the end of his jewelry. Tattoos covered a good 75% of his body. His body was an erotic piece of art that made my cock dance with excitement at the sight of this stud.

“Fuck, you are so hot. I want to be covered in ink like you.”

Zak pointed to his biohazard tattoo. His eyes remained locked onto mine, and a playful conversation started, “You know what this one means, don’t you?”

“You’re poz?”

“Are you okay with that, because I only bareback?”

“Yeah,” with a smile on my face, “Are you ok that I’m neg?”

“Yep.”

“Do you want to cum in me?”

“Uh huh.”

“Are you into gifting?”

“Are you into chasing?”

“I could be.”

“Then I could be too.”

My mouth was like a magnet to his cock. I was on my knees in a flash. I wrapped my lips around the head of his rod, tasting his precum before sliding the full length of his shaft deep into my throat. His cock stiffened in my mouth, and he moaned as my tongue slid back down toward the tip of his shaft. Zak put his hands on the back of my head and slowly face fucked me with the full length of his tool, as he murmurred “That’s it, suck my poz cock. Taste my toxic precum.”

As he continued to leak precum down my throat, fucking my throat with his death stick, he remarked “I’d love to do your ink work for you. Maybe I’ll even be marking you with a biohazard tattoo. Would you like that?”

“Yes!!”

“Want me to poz you, Zeek?”

“Yes, charge my ass up, please.”

Zak pulled his cock from my mouth and pulled me to my feet. He turned me around and pushed me onto my knees on the couch. “You want my poz cock in your ass?”

“Yes, please fuck me. Give me your seed.”

I was so turned on I felt like I could shoot my load at the anticipation of taking his charged spunk.  He knelt behind me, spread my ass cheeks with a firm grip, and buried his tongue in my hole. It didn’t take long for my puckered hole to surrender as his tongue slipped past my cunt lips. His tongue lubed my hole and slowly worked inside, begging to open me up. Zak gave my ass a deep tongue bath and began to fuck me with its full length. The sensations made me horny as hell, and a strong urge to feel his bare cock buried in my ass burned within me.

I moaned, “Please fuck me. I want to feel your cock deep inside me.”

Zak continued to rim my ass, and worked a finger inside. He slowly advanced his finger all the way in and out of me then added another, before continuing to lick and fuck me with his tongue. My ass was wet and primed for his shaft. Zak stood behind me and spread my ass cheeks with his hands. I felt his against my cunt, then he slid his slick cock head across my hole, further lubing me with precum. He continued to rub the full length of his rod against my hole, driving me wild to be opened up wide.

I felt the steel from his cock piercing fold to the side tight against his cock as he pressed the head of his dick against my hole. He slowly thrust the head of his tool, spreading my ass, and slipping inside. He spit on my hole lubing us both some more for me to take the rest of his meat inside me. I pressed my ass against his rod, and he again thrust inside me. Pain shot through my body and my hole tightened around his shaft as I tensed my body.

Zak held his cock in place, “Easy, just relax…..relax.”

The pain subsided and I arched my back and again pressed firmly against his cock. Zak grabbed my hips and with one abrupt thrust buried his cock balls deep into my guts. I again tightened my ass around his toxic meat, and let out a little gasp. It hurt so good, but my cock pulsed rock hard. I began to moan with pleasure. This was the first time I had a pierced dick in my hole, and it felt incredible.

“You like my pierced cock in you, huh?”

“Oh God…..yes!!!”

I began to relentlessly pump my ass against his death stick, and Zak joined the rhythm. Tightening his grip on my hips, he pounded my ass hard with each thrust. His balls slapped against my ass with each plunge.
“Ah, you’re a hungry pig for my toxic seed, aren’t you?”

“Fuck, yes.  Poz my faggot ass.”

“Slow down, stud. You’ll get my DNA but not until I’m ready to flood your ass.”

He held my hips steady, then slowed his pumping motion and continually withdrew his cock to the tip, with just the steel of his piercing remaining in my hole, then again thrust deep inside me, commenting as he did so, “Man, your hole feels awesome wrapped around my cock.”

“That's good, 'cause fuck, I love your rod in me.”

He continued a slow steady pace, edging himself close to shooting his load in my guts, then stopping, I could feel his cock pulsing a few times deep inside me, then Zak again began working his dick in and out of me. Each time he brought himself close to cumming then backed off.
“You want my poz seed in you now?”
“Yes, you feel so incredible. Load me up.”
He again began to thrust in and out of my hole, but this time he slowly increased his pace, plunging in me harder and faster.
“Fuck, I’m really close. You’re getting all my seed.”
“You want it pig? Want my charged cum?”
“Yes, give it to me.”
“Yeah?”
“Yes, I want to poz. Give it to me.”
I again tightened my ass around his shaft, and he thrust in me one more time.
“Here it comes….take my poz load.”

He groaned and grunted, as his cock throbbed and pulsed deep in my hole. The sensations of his cum shooting from his death stick deep in my guts pushed me over the edge, and my cock erupted gobs of cum over and over with each throb of my shaft. With his cock still pulsing inside me, he grabbed my shoulders and shoved his cock even deeper in my ass. I couldn’t get enough of Zak’s cock. It felt amazing buried in my cunt. My balls drained themselves of all their seed. My ass was now filled with Zak’s poz juice.

As he pulled his cock from my ass, cum trickled and dripped from my gaping hole. I knew he filled me with a huge load of sperm. My intestine walls were coated with his virus. Would it find its way to my bloodstream? The risk was incredibly exciting. I was hooked. There was no stopping it. I was definitely becoming a junkie for poz cum. Zak flopped on the couch next to me, panting and sweating.
“Fuck that felt awesome. You have one hot ass.”
Grinning and puffing, “It was very hot.” I turned and lay on the couch with my head resting on his thighs at his cock. I licked his mushroom head clean and ran my tongue down his shaft.
“So……..am I hired to do your ink?”
“How can I say no after a consultation like that?”

We remained on the couch, naked. My head rested on Zak’s lap with his beautiful meat before my eyes. A small drop of poz spunk leaked from his piss hole and I lapped it up. We talked for a bit, getting to know each other a little better, while touching and caressing each other’s bodies.

Zak told me he was born and raised in Chicago. He always had a fascination with tattoos from an early age on. He started working in a tattoo shop at 15, and after a few years became an apprentice for several years. He was lucky enough to be able to open his own shop a few years ago. Tattooing was something he loved. It was his passion, and all his tattoos had meaning in his life.

I ran my hand across his biohazard tattoo.
“So how long have you been poz?”
“Not long, just a few years.”
“Are you on meds yet?”
“Ah…..no, so you got a fully charged load. Hope you’re cool with that.”
My cock started to bone up.
I nodded my head for him to look at my rod, “Does that answer your question?”
“I guess so, you hot pig.”

“Do you know who pozzed you?”
“Yep,” with a slow drawn out descriptive tone, “A hairy, muscular, leather daddy with a beautiful ass and huge, uncut cock.” We both chuckled.
“Did you know he was poz?”
“You mean, did I chase?”
“Yeah, did you want to convert?”
“Fuck, yes, and it was one hot breeding.”
“So why aren’t you with him?”
“We weren’t looking for a relationship. We both got what we wanted from it. I was determined to get his poz load in me, and he was determined to make me work for it. It was an all-out, totally uninhibited, raunchy, verbal, poz fuck.”
“It sounds like a hot breeding.”
“Poz talk makes it the hottest conversion sex.”

After a short pause, “So, when do you think you can get back down here to start your ink?”
“Are you free next Friday in the afternoon? I could get down here by 3 or so.”
“Ok….Friday at 3 it is. We’ll start your sleeve.”
“Great, sounds good.”

So, Zeek, what do you do up in Milwaukee?”
“Well, let’s see, I like a lot of things. I graduated from college last year and just bought a home. I love doing remodeling and landscaping, so I’m redoing my house, fixing it up. I like being outdoor, hiking, biking, camping; stuff like that. I really enjoy movies, and dining out with buds.”
“Cool. So what’s your degree in?”
“Marketing and web design.”
“Bonus!! If you’re up for it, maybe you can redesign my website for me.”
“I’ll show you some of my work. If you like it, I’d love to do that for you.”
“Awesome.”

We stayed on the couch a bit longer and lye in each other’s arms. His naked body felt so good cuddled up against mine.
“Hey, Zeek, do you have to be back in Milwaukee at a certain time?
“No, I’m not on any schedule tonight. What did you have in mind?”
“Want to go grab a few beers?”
“Sure, that would be great.”
Neither one of us moved too fast to get up. I think we both enjoyed cuddling together naked, but we reluctantly dragged our asses off the couch and slipped our clothes back on. Zak hung out in boystown at a few of the gay bars so we walked a few blocks to his favorite hang-out for a few beers. Zak introduced me to a few of his buddies that were out. We did a few shots with them then continued some one-on-one chat.

“So, Zeek, what else gets you going besides ink, piercings and taking poz cock raw?”
I chuckled, “Well, I’m pretty open-minded. I have a bit of a kinky streak in me.”
“Oooh, kinky streak, like what? And you can’t shock me, believe me.”
“Anything from toys, slings, sounds, to watersports, and more. What about you?”
“There isn’t much I wouldn’t do, and everything on your list…… been there, done that. I’m a pig.”
He leaned over to me and gave me a gentle nibble on my lip before planting a wet kiss on me.

Standing up from his bar stool, Zak circled behind me and put his hands on my shoulders.
He whispered in my ear, “I have to piss if you want a taste.”
He made his way to the men’s room and looked back at me with a grin.
You didn’t have to tell me twice. I was off my bar stool in a flash and following him to the bathroom with my beer in hand. When I walked into the bathroom, Zak already had his pants unzipped and his pierced meat dangled at the urinal. I walked up behind him and grabbed his ass. He turned to face me and pushed me to my knees. I took his cock in my mouth, and he held me still with his hands on my shoulders.
“Fuck, here it comes.”

As the first drops of piss hit my tongue I must have sprung an instant boner. I loved drinking from the tap. Zak’s warm piss sprayed from his cock filling my mouth. It had just a slight bitter taste to it, but was pretty watered down from the beer. I was like a hungry pig sucking its mother’s tit, wanting every drop of piss down my throat. Zak repeatedly stopped his urine stream, giving me just enough time to gulp down all of his nectar before letting his piss flow again in my mouth. My cock throbbed over and over again. He pulled his cock from my mouth and the last few sprays and drops of piss landed on my face, stache and beard. It was as if he was marking his territory.

I stood up, slammed the rest of my beer in front of him then held the bottle to my cock head. I let out a full stream of piss filling my bottle to the top. I took a swig of my own piss then Zak took the bottle from my hand and left the bathroom. When I returned to the bar, he was sitting on his bar stool drinking from my beer bottle in front of everyone. They had no idea he was actually swigging my sweet cock nectar and not beer.

After tipping another beer together and an erotic farewell kiss, I left for Milwaukee. On my drive up I94 I had time to think outside the heat of the moment. Even though I had fantasized for a long time about taking a poz cock raw, that was the first time I actually went through with it. A little fear set in knowing I could possibly poz from Zak’s DNA planted deep in my hole. I debated pulling into the Oasis pit stop, heading to the bathroom and emptying his seed from inside me. Those thoughts were quickly diverted by my cock boning up over thoughts of how awesome his hard shaft felt in me, and that having his poz cum in me also turned me on. The thoughts of his hot naked, inked body danced through my head. The smell of his piss still lingered on my beard and stache. My cock again throbbed in my jeans. I never even considered myself an actual chaser, but found myself craving more of his toxic spunk. The Oasis was just ahead, but I drove on past as my car continued down I94; my cock raging hard and my ass twitching full of Zak’s charged cum. I still had some fear in me, but I knew there was no turning back. I began to accept that I wanted to charge up, and I wanted Zak to be my gifter.
The Tattoo Artist: Chapter 2


Unable to sleep, I got out of bed, and started my day. Today was a special day for several reasons. It was my 23rd birthday, and it was also Friday, the day of my first tattoo session with Zak. I was a little anxious and nervous, but excited to be seeing him again. I wanted to start my journey becoming a heavily inked pig, but I was not sure how much it would hurt. I turned on Netflix and watched some episodes of Miami Ink. Seeing hot Ami James and all his sexy ink just got me turned on and more determined than ever to go through with it. It was what I wanted. I decided to get dressed and cruise down to Chicago early.

It was a perfect day for a drive, sunny and warm. I rolled down the windows and cranked the music. The air felt invigorating blowing across my body. I arrived in Boystown well ahead of my tattoo time with Zak, so I decided to browse the shops in the area. I came across a cool bookstore and bought a tattoo magazine. I also found an awesome pair of black biker boots, and a few t-shirts. Then I came across an adult bookstore and couldn’t resist checking out their gear. I ended up walking out with a “pig” t-shirt and a new yellow “piss pig” jock. After my little shopping spree I headed for the tattoo shop.

I arrived a little early for my appointment. Zak greeted me with a hug and told me I could have a seat on the sofa while he finished up with his client. He grabbed me a bottle of water, and I sat down in the same place where just a week earlier I was taking Zak’s poz cock raw. The thought of it just gave me a major erection. I tried to find a distraction to get my boner to stop poking at my jeans. After all, Zak and his client were within eye’s shot. At least his client had his back to me. I found Zak’s portfolio sitting on the table next to the sofa. I browsed through the pages, but seeing his ink work only made my cock harder. I glanced at Zak, and he happened to look up at me. I immediately grinned back at him and stood up to show him my raging hard on through my jeans. I rubbed my crotch, and he chuckled then gave me a look that said, “Behave yourself.” I returned to the sofa and remembered an article I read several years earlier about a guy that popped wood at an inappropriate time and tried to “kill” the “snake” that had come to life in his pants by thinking about greasy dishes. (Why the hell I remember that article I have no idea). Maybe that would kill the beast in my pants. I tried to concentrate on dirty dishes, but all I could think about was stripping naked and having Zak fuck the hell out of me and unload his poz seed in my ass. My hard cock raged on. I grabbed a pillow for my lap to camouflage the bulge in my pants.

After about a 15 minute wait, Zak poked his head around the corner and told me to follow him to his tattoo station. He walked to the entrance and locked the front door.
“Now we’re all alone. No interruptions.”
I pointed to my pants, “Good, because something is still up.”
Zak laughed, “You’re becoming a cum-crazed pig. You know that don’t you?”
“Yeah, and I love it.”

I took a seat at his work station, and he walked up to me from behind. He put his hands on my shoulders, bent down and ran his tongue across the back of neck. He kissed my neck, nibbled my earlobe then worked his way to kissing my cheek. His tongue licked across my upper lip and he buried it into my mouth and started to make out with me, swirling his tongue with mine.
Zak showed me his now hard cock bulging through his jeans, “As much as I want to tear your clothes off and fuck you right here, we won’t get anything done that way.”
“And why is that a bad thing?”
He again chuckled, “Let’s focus on your ink. We can play after.”
“Oookkkaaayyy, ok.”
“So are you ready to get started, sexy?”
“Yeah, I’m ready.”
“Awesome.” He grinned, “Besides, I’ll kill your hard on in no time when you feel the needle.”
I chuckled and smiled at him, “You seem to be getting too much pleasure from that.”
“I probably am, but there’s only one way to find out. Let’s get started. I made a few sketches for you to take a look at. If you like them I’ll use the one you want.”

After looking at both designs, I had a hard time deciding between the two. Both were so cool.
“Wow, I’d be happy with either design. They rock!!”
“Well then, can I make a suggestion? This one is my favorite, because I think it will follow the curves of your arm the best.”
“Cool. Then that’s it. It’s the one.”
“Great. Get your shirt off and I’ll start the layout.”
I pulled my shirt off over my head and sat down in the chair again. Zak was grinning at me.
“What? What’s wrong?”
“Nothing, I’m happy you are here, and allowing me to give you your first tattoo. That and you have one hot, trim body.”
He pulled his chair next to mine, and took me by the hand. He positioned my arm and started the sketch.
“This tattoo is going to look so cool on you, Zeek.”
After about 10 minutes Zak completed the rough layout, and started to set up his ink.
“Go look in the mirror and let me know if you’re happy with the layout.”
I walked to the mirror and checked out the design.
“It looks perfect.”
“Awesome, get your sweet ass over here.”
“Yes sir.”
“Have a seat and get your arm up here. I’ll start out slow so you can see how it feels. We’ll work on it as long as you can. If you need a break, just let me know.”
I sat in the “hot seat” again. I was nervous and excited all rolled up into one.
Zak positioned my arm, “Here we go. You’re about to lose your tattoo virginity.”

The familiar buzz of the tattoo gun filled the room, and my adrenaline rush kicked in. Zak rubbed a dab of aquaphor onto the first spot and the needle pierced my skin and the first line was inked in no time. I was happy to find the pain tolerable. It felt more like an annoying pinching sensation than anything. I also quickly discovered that I like to watch. I like to see the needle entering my skin watching the tattoo take shape. Guess that doesn’t come as a surprise to me, since I love visual stimulation with sex too. Seeing piss or cum shooting from a hot cock, or watching a hard piece of meat sliding in and out of a gaping ass is totally erotic. I like eye contact while getting fucked too. There definitely is a sexual side to the process of getting tattooed. The needle poked my arm again and snapped me back to reality.

After about an hour and a half or so of turning my arm this way and that way, and switching to lying on the table, while Zak carved his design into my arm, the line work was finished.

“How are you doing, Zeek? Need a break for a few?”
“Sure. A stretch break would be good.”
“How does it feel?”
“It’s definitely burning a little, but it’s ok.”
“Cool, we won’t finish in one session so let me know when you need to end. I’ll let you call it.”
I walked over to the mirror to check out my new ink.
Zak appeared behind me in the mirror, slipped his arm around my waist and kissed me gently on the neck. “It’s looking so hot on you, Zeek.”
“I love it so far.”
“Wait until you see the color start to fill it in. It will come to life.”

Zak returned to his seat and set up the colors needed in his ink caps.
After about 5 minutes, “I’m ready for you, Zeek. Let’s start shading in that sucker.”
This time Zak had me lay on the table to start. He positioned my arm straight out away from my body.
“Damn, Zeek, you make me want to tear those jeans off and fuck you right here.”
Zak wheeled his chair to the side of the table and kissed me on the belly. I caressed the back of his head. His lips felt incredible on my skin, and his beard tickled my side. My cock certainly responded to his touch. It was already half erect.
“I’d love to seed you right now.”
“As hard as this is to say, Nah uh, it’s ink time. We can play soon enough.”
He said, “I know, I know…..Focus.”

The buzz of his tattoo gun kicked in again, and the color started on my sleeve. About 2 ½ hours later we were finished for the day. A bunch of color was completed and it was looking awesome, but my arm was also on fire.
Zak cleaned up sleeve, and lightly rubbed a thin coat of aquaphor onto my skin.
“That’ll cool it down, Zeek. Go check it out, man.”
I walked to the mirror. “Oh my God, Zak, I love it.”
He walked over to me at the mirror. “Wait till it’s finished. It’s going to look awesome.”
He wrapped my arm then taped it in place then returned to his work station and began to clean it up. I continued to look at myself in the mirror, admiring my new ink.
“It’s going to bleed a little and leak ink a bit, Zeek, so clean it when you get home. Put the aquaphor on it a few times a day while it heals.”
“Ok….no problem.”

Zak again appeared behind me in the mirror. He pulled his t-shirt off, put his arms around my waist and pulled my body tight against his. I could feel his hard cock against my ass. My dick quickly boned up. I reached back and slipped my hand between us to grab his hard dick. I rubbed his hard rod through his jeans. His cock throbbed in my hand, and Zak let out a moan of pleasure and began kissing my neck.
As he whispered in my ear, “I want to fuck you raw, right here and right now,” he rubbed my hard cock, and unbuttoned my pants. He reached down into my pants and stroked my meat. My jeans dropped to my ankles, and Zak began to grind his cock against my bare ass. I could feel the wetness on the head of my cock as my precum leaked from my piss hole. Zak smeared my juice onto my shaft then put his wet hand over my mouth. I stuck my tongue out and licked up my precum from his hand. Zak slipped his thumb into my mouth, and I began to suck it. While he continued to kiss my neck from behind me, he unbuttoned his jeans and dropped them to the floor. I grabbed his ass and pressed his cock tight into my ass cheeks. Zak again moaned then grasped me around the waist and chest. He kept grinding his cock between my ass cheeks.
“Fuck, you feel so good, Zeek. I want to feel my cock inside you. Give you what we both want.
“Yes, you know I want it. Charge me up, Zak. Please fuck me.”

I stepped out of my jeans and kicked them aside. I was now naked with Zak’s cock pressed hard against my ass. His precum began to lube my hole as he continued to rub his hard cock between my cheeks. He kicked his jeans off. Our bodies were both naked. The touch of Zak’s skin against my body sent chills up my spine, and I could already feel the sweat forming between us. Zak held me tightly from behind with his arm across my chest, and with a firm grip caressed my ass cheeks and rubbed his hand across my hole. My ass tightened and puckered while my cock stiffened and throbbed.

Zak kissed me on my mid back, then on my side, and raised my arm above my head to bury his tongue in my arm pit. He continued to lick my pit, lapping up the scent off my body. He moved in front of me then pressed his lips to mine and slipped his tongue into my mouth. I could taste my salty sweat on his lips and tongue. He spit in my mouth, and we continued to exchange saliva, while twisting our tongues together. With a firm grip on the back of my neck, we continued deep, erotic, French kissing for a few minutes. Then he hugged me and kissed my neck. He nibbled my ear lobe and buried his tongue in my ear while we ground our naked bodies against one another. Zak backed away from me, and snuck in one more kiss on my lips, then took me by the hand, our cocks both standing at attention and rock hard.

He led me to the sofa where he first planted his seed in me the week before.
He motioned to the couch, “Get on your knees, and spread those cheeks.”
I eagerly obeyed.
Zak knelt behind me and spread my cheeks wide with a firm grip. My puckered hole twitched with excitement, and he gave me one slap on the ass before burying his tongue into my ass. I arched my back and after continuous prodding and licking my hole opened up and his tongue slipped inside. He buried his tongue as deep as he could into my ass. The sensations sent chills through my body, and my hole begged to be filled by his cock.

Zak gave one last grasp to my ass cheeks and a little massage. He stood up and then lounged back in a sitting position next to me on the sofa. His cock stood straight in the air.
“Get your mouth on my cock and lube it up.”
I shot onto the floor on my knees and slid the full length of his shaft down my throat. My tongue slid along his cock, and I began for work his dick in and out of my mouth. I continued to suck Zak’s cock, and it throbbed and pulsed in my mouth, spilling sweet precum down my throat. Zak grabbed the back on my head, shoving his cock deep down my throat.
“Yeah, work that poz cock, swallow that charged precum.” He held his cock buried all the way in my mouth setting off my gag reflex, and making my eyes water.

“Get up here and ride my cock. I want to see my meat slide all the way inside you.”
I stood on the sofa, my legs straddling Zak’s, my pole standing straight up; balls dangling in front of his face. He tugged on my sack and engulfed both of my balls into his mouth. He sucked my balls, and licked them before grasping them with his hand and pulling them down to devour my cock down his throat.
He sucked my rod for a few minutes, then said, “Sit on my poz cock, boy.”

He spit in his hand, and as I lowered myself toward his hard shaft he smeared his spit onto my hole and lubed his cock with a few wet strokes.
He directed the head of his meat toward my hole. His eyes were fixed on the head of his shaft as I squatted above his tool. I slowly lowered myself onto his cock. His PA ring and dick head pressed at my asshole, and with a quick thrust his cock head slipped inside. With a slow, steady motion my ass lips slid down the full length of his shaft. His hard cock was all the way inside me. Zak grabbed my hips and buried his cock even deeper in me.
“FFFUUUUCCCCKKKK!!!!! Feel my poz rod in you. My PA is going to tear you up.”
His cock stiffened in me, and his PA stretched my hole with each pulse of his meat.

Zak cupped his hands onto my ass, and spread my cheeks wide open.
I began to ride is pole all the way in and out of me with slow, steady motions.
He groaned each time I took his cock all the way inside me.
“Fuck, yes Zak!” The sensations were driving me wild. My cock was stiff and pulsing.
Zak again grabbed my waist and began to shove me down onto his cock faster and harder, thrusting his hips each time to drive his death-stick all the way inside me. I could feel his PA further stretching and working my hole raw with each slam of his cock into my hole. It felt amazing.

“Damn, Zeek, I can’t hold out much longer. You want my poz load?”
“Fuck, yes. Breed me. Make me your poz pig.”
My ass tightened around his shaft.
“Oh, fuck, yes, here it comes. I’m going to poz you up, pig.”
Zak thrust inside me. I felt his cock throb over and over again. As he filled my guts with his DNA, I stroked my cock, erupting cum onto his face, and beard. He opened his mouth. My cock continued to pulse, and I shot more of my jizz across his lips onto his tongue.
While my cock still throbbed, I slowly worked the length of his shaft in and out of my ass.
“Fuck, yes, Zeek, work my poz babies into you.” Blood tinged cum dripped from my ass with each plunge down his cock. Then I sat on his cock until I felt it stop throbbing inside me.
I pulled his dick from my ass, and it slapped against his biohazard tattoo. His meat was covered with streaks of pink tinged cum.
“Fuck, yes. Look at that, Zeek. Keep my virus in you. It definitely has access to your bloodstream.”
Zak scooped up his blood streaked cum from his cock and put his fingers into my mouth. I licked and sucked them clean, swallowing every drop.

Blood dripped from the edge of the bandage covering my freshly inked arm. It splattered onto Zak’s biohazard tattoo and cock. He ran his fingers down his shaft through my blood, across his lips and tongue. I kissed his mouth, tasting my blood on his lips.
Still puffing and panting, “Fuck, Zeek. That was so hot. I love fucking my poz cum into your ass.”
“I love feeling you shoot your toxic seed in me.”
We need to change your bandage. Zak removed the wrapping from my arm and walked to his station for more bandages. I enjoyed looking at his naked body. It was such a turn on to me. He returned with more supplies and reapplied the bandage to my arm.

We lie naked in each other’s arms on the sofa.
“When can you get back down here to see me? We can continue your ink after a few weeks too. Let this heal a bit first.”
“I definitely can get here in two weeks to continue my ink.”
“How about we go on a date next weekend and an ink session two weeks from tonight same time?”
“Sounds perfect to me.”
“You know, you could possibly be ready for a biohazard tattoo in two weeks too.”
I smiled, “Fuck yes.” My cock started to bone up at that thought, and I planted a slow, passionate kiss onto Zak’s lips.

“Zeek, I want you to know something. I don’t want to just poz you. I like you, and not just a little. I like you a lot. I want you to be my boyfriend, my poz pig. What do you say?”
“I’d like that a lot.”
We continued to make out on the sofa. Our naked bodies pressed tightly together. Before we knew it both of our cocks were fully boned up again. We began to grind our bodies together.

Zak kissed my neck and whispered in my ear, “Zeek, I want to give you my DNA again. Make you my poz boy……….”

Very hot. Hope there's more to come.....or maybe I should say more to cum. Woof!!

Hot, hot , hot!! Can't wait to read more. Keep 'em cummin. Love this story.

Thanks for the comments guys. First time I wrote about chem sex.

Getting My Poz Freak On

What the hell did I get my 30 year old ass into this time? Here I was strapped in a sling in leather restraints in my black boots and jockstrap, horny as hell for pig play. A handsome, leather, bearded, muscled daddy-type was preparing a rig to slam into my arm.

I woke this morning with a morning wood, horny and looking to cruise. I logged onto my favorite gay site and browsed the profiles. One headline caught my eye. It read, “Dominant Leather BB Pig!”

His stats read:

“Age: 45”

“Height: 6’2”

“Weight: 155 – 160 Lbs.”

“Position: Versatile/Top”

“Build: Muscular”

“Body Hair: Hairy”

“Cock: Large/Uncut”

“HIV Status: Unanswered”

“Drink: Socially”

“Drugs: Yes”

“Smoke: Yes”

His description read, “Masculine man here, intense, and likes to go with the flow. Looking to smoke, slam, and perv out with like-minded pigs. Let’s get twisted and breed.”

My cock sprung to attention.

I unlocked my private pics and sent him a message that read, “Hi, hot profile. Pig boy here looking to expand my limits and do some serious piggin.”

He replied, “Hot pics, boy! DOM, BB, pig, daddy here. Love to get you in my sling, get twisted and breed that hole. You like cum and piss? Want to parTy?”

I replied, “Yes, I want your cum and piss. Let’s parTy.”

“I only BB. You cool with that, boy?”

“Yes!!”

“Come on over, boy. The sling is up and ready.”

He sent me his address and we set up a time to meet. I jumped in the shower and prepared for an afternoon of pig play, then slipped into my dirty jock stinking of piss, got into my boots and headed to his house.

I knocked on his door. When he opened the door there stood one rugged looking, hot man in a leather jock and boots. The twists of his curly beard hairs ended around his nipples. He was muscular, with a hairy chest, and treasure trail that disappeared into his jock. I looked into those dark brown eyes and must have sprouted an instant boner. This guy was so fucking hot!!

“Damn boy, get that sweet ass in here, and get those clothes off. Let’s get to piggin’.”

I stripped down to my jock and boots, and he led me to his play room. He had leather gear hanging from the walls, a bench full of dildos and toys, and pics of hot naked men on the walls. There was a sling hanging in the middle of the room, and the moans of sex could be heard from the porn playing on a big screen tv. My heart was pounding so hard I thought it would explode right out of my chest. What an erotic play space too.

He pulled me to him and slipped his tongue down my throat as he kissed me with the most erotic, passionate kiss I ever had. I was putty in his arms.

“Woof….you’re going to be fun!!” He grabbed my ass with a firm grip, and turned and walked to his wall of gear. He returned with a collar in hand, and strapped it tightly around my neck; then locked it in place with a pad lock.

“That’s better, boy, now let’s get your ass in the sling and play.”

I flipped myself into the sling, and he put my feet into the leather stirrups, then went back to his wall of gear and returned with leather wrist restraints. My cock was rock hard. With each throb my rod stood at attention and again dropped to my belly. He wrapped his hand around my cock and stroked the full length of my shaft, working precum to the end of my piss hole. With one finger he wiped up the precum from the head of my cock and made me lick it up. He then strapped the restraints around my wrists and secured them to the sling chains.

“Now we’re ready to get started, boy. Trust me you’re going to love this as much as me.”

He turned back to me again and pulled out a syringe. “You like to slam, boy, when you parTy?”

I told him I smoked T in the past, but never slammed before.

“It’s amazing, boy. You’ll crave to be an even bigger pig after slamming.”

Smoking T made me a big pig, but I was totally excited after hearing how much more intense a slam would be. My cock throbbed hard at the thought of the pig play ahead, and my first slam. I was almost shaking I was so excited. He finished preparing the rig and turned and placed it on the table next to the sling along with a tourniquet.

He then grabbed a catheter and lube and placed them on the table next to the rig.

“From the looks of your cock all boned up, I think you’re ready for the ride, huh, boy?”

“F….U….C….K, Yes!!”

“I’m going to breed you good, boy. You ready to take my cum too?”

“Yes, I want your cum and piss. Please!!”

He chuckled and grinned, “Are you sure, boy?”

“Yes, give it to me!!”

“Are you poz or neg, boy?”

“Neg, why?”

He put the tourniquet on my arm, then grinned again, “Welcome to the club, boy. I’m going to poz your ass tonight.”

My eyes widened and jaw dropped as I gasped, “You’re poz?!!!!!”

He just grinned again, grabbed his already hard cock, and nodded yes.

I struggled to get free from the restraints, “No!! Untie me!! Let me out of here!!”

“You’re saying no, boy, but your cock is saying yes!!”

I looked down and my cock was raging hard and pulsing.

He turned his back to me, “Let’s just seal the deal, huh boy??!!”

“Just untie me, please.”

He grabbed a belt from his table and tightened it around his arm. When he turned back to me he had an empty syringe in his hand. He looked into my eyes. “You’re going to love this, boy!!”

My cock again throbbed, saying yes, but my head was telling me no.

He extended his veiny arm for me to see, then pulled the cap from the needle with his teeth, and lined the needle up with his vein. I watched him slowly poke the needle into his arm, into his vein, and he drew back half a syringe of blood.

I again struggled to get free, as he wiped my now protruding arm vein with an alcohol swab. It was an easy find. He grasped my arm firmly to hold me still. All I could do was watch in terror and excitement. My heart was beating fast. He lined up the needle to my vein, and with a slow jab I felt the needle poke into my arm. He drew back on the plunger, mixing our blood together in the syringe.

“Here is comes, boy!! And I’m not on meds, so I’m highly toxic. This is your conversion!!”

His cock was rock hard. Precum oozed from the head of his shaft and dripped from his PA ring. (More toxic juice).

I watched as he slowly injected his poisonous blood into my arm vein.

“There’s no turning back. You’re mine!!”

My cock again throbbed, and I stopped struggling. It was too late, but at the same time, it was so erotic. His toxic blood was now shooting through my body, and I found it turning me on, not off.

“Fuck……yes!!!”

“I knew you wanted it, boy. I want to give you all of me.”

I let go of all the desires that burned in me for so long, “Yes….breed me. Poz me.”

He again wiped my arm with an alcohol swab then pulled the cap from the rig with the T. He lined the needle up to another vein in my arm and grasped my arm. “I wanted you fully sober for my blood, and your cock tells me you are as excited about it as I am. Now let’s go for a ride.”

He again slowly poked the needle into my arm, and drew back on the plunger. My blood flashed back into the syringe. “I’m in, boy.”

I watched as he slowly emptied the syringe into my vein. He popped the tourniquet from my arm, and pulled the needle out. Blood trickled from my arm, and he wiped it with his finger then licked it up as my body felt the rush. My neck felt hot!! My heart raced!! Tingly sensations filled my body, and my cock again throbbed with excitement. My hole begged for attention. I wanted all his piss and cum.

“FUCK!! It feels amazing!! What a rush!!”

I felt an erotic sensation throughout my body. I wanted to be a total pig with this man. I wanted all his toxic cum in me. “Fuck me. Fill me with your poz cum.”

“Easy boy, you’ll get all of my DNA and more. We’re going have a great time!!”

He again tightened the belt on his arm, cleaned off his forearm with alcohol and picked up another rig of T. “You watching, boy?”

He walked to the side of the sling so his extended, veiny arm was in clear sight. I watched intensely as he again popped the cap from the syringe with his teeth and aligned the needle to a protruding vein in his arm. With a slow advance he slid the needle into his vein and drew back on the syringe. His toxic blood shot into the syringe, and he slowly injected the blood and T mixture into his arm. He removed the empty syringe from his arm, and blood trickled down his arm from the injection site. He dropped the belt to the floor and put his arm to my mouth for me to lick up his blood. It was all so hot!!!

He closed his eyes and grinned, “Fuck, yes!!! I’m going to enjoy pozzing you tonight, boy!!”

His cock was rock hard with more precum leaking from its piss slit onto his PA ring.

He walked toward the table next to me and opened the lube and catheter package. After lubing the tip of the catheter he grasped my hard cock and lined the tip of it with my piss hole. I felt the catheter spread my piss slit open, and he slowly advanced the tubing down my urethra. My cock again throbbed rock hard, and as the catheter reached my bladder urine shot from the end of the tubing onto my belly. He quickly clamped the tubing off, then leaned over and smeared my piss all over my chest and abdomen. The smell of piss filled the air. It was so erotic.

Then without delay he stood up again and aimed his hard shaft up in the air. A piss stream shot from the end of his cock, dripping from his PA ring as he sprayed his piss all over my cock, body and face. I opened my mouth and he filled it with his piss. The taste was strong and salty as I gulped down mouthful after mouthful of his golden urine. Piss dripped from my stache and beard and teased my nostrils. I loved the smell of piss. Even walking into a men’s bathroom and smelling piss made my cock rock hard. My cock again throbbed and danced with each pulse as he soaked me with his scent. The last of his piss dripped and splashed from his PA ring to his legs and the floor. He again smeared piss all over my soaked body with his hand. He then leaned over and licked piss from my chest, running his tongue up my chest and across my lips as he buried his tongue deep into my mouth. I could taste his piss on his tongue as he again French kissed me. His tongue was buried deep in my mouth with his lips pressed firmly to mine. This man brought out every animalistic desire in me, and I craved for more.

The catheter tubing stuck out from the head of my boned up cock, and he reached down and unclamped it. My piss started to spray out onto my belly, and he took the end into his mouth and drank every last drop of my piss then again clamped the tubing. He leaned over and again kissed me with a mouthful of my piss and fed me my piss while again slipping his tongue deep into my mouth French kissing me.

Fuck, I was in heaven.

“Now let’s work that ass of yours, huh boy? You want that ass opened up to take my poz seed?”

“Fuck, yes, I want all your fluids in me. Charge me up!”

He reached for his toys and lubed up a dildo that was about 8 inches long. It was smaller at the head, but widened as it reached the base.

“Let’s stretch that ass open, boy.” He point at the base of the dildo, “This is 6.5 inches around.”

My ass was begging to be used. He took the head of dildo and pressed against my hole. My ass quickly engulfed the head of the dildo with ease. I was flying high, and with just a little pressure I watched in the mirror above the sling as my hole took the full length of the dildo. I moaned with pleasure and tightened my ass around the toy as he worked the dildo in and out of my hole.

“Fuck, yes…..work my hole.”

“You like that, boy?”

“God, yes….I love it!!”

“Let’s step it up a bit. I want to open you up wide, get my fist in you before giving you my poz load.”

He grabbed an even bigger dildo.

“I’m going to wreck that hole, boy.”

“Yes!! Give it to me.”

He again lubed up the dildo and my ass engulfed the head with ease.

“This one is 9 inches with a 7 inch base. I’m going to have that ass gaping when I’m done.”

He worked the dildo in and out of my hole until my ass stretched tightly around the base of the dildo. I took the full length in me and he again began to work my ass harder and faster; each time slamming into my prostate, sending waves of pleasure throughout my body.

After stretching my hole wide open he removed the dildo. My ass was gaping open, and he took a large butt plug and lubed it up.

“Here boy, this will wreck your hole for my fist.”

He pressed the head of the butt plug to my open hole and applied pressure. My hole stretched even wider, and I watched in the mirror as the butt plug began to disappear into my guts. I thought my hole would tear open, but with one final pop, my hole wrapped around the butt plug and pulled the last of the wide, bulbous base inside.

“Now keep that in you for a bit, boy. Feel good?”

“oh….yes!!”

“Are you thirsty again, boy?” He once again unclamped the catheter sticking out of the head of my cock and soaked me with my piss, only to lick it up and smear it on my body. The smell of piss teased my nostrils and made my cock throb rock hard.

“I have more of my toxic fluid to give you, boy; time to point again.”

My body was full of erotic, tingly sensations, and I craved to be a total sleazy pig for him.

“Are you watching, boy? I like you to see me inject you with my poison.”

“Fuck, yes….give it to me. I want your poz blood in me.”

He took the same syringe he used earlier, and the thought of some of my blood entering his body made my rock hard cock stiffen even more. I watched him tighten the belt around his arm again, then clean a spot on the protruding veins of his rugged looking arm. He lined the needle up to his vein, and I watched the tip slowly poke into his arm. He advanced the needle into his vein and pulled back on the plunger, filling the syringe half-full with his blood.

“The site of you slamming me with your blood turns me on so much!!! Give me your virus!!”

He pulled the needle from his arm, put the tourniquet onto my arm, and cleaned off a spot on my forearm. I again watched him take the syringe and line it up to my arm vein. He grasped my arm to steady my vein, and then poked the needle into my arm. Seeing our blood mix together as he drew back on the plunger was hot. He then made sure my eyes were fixed on the syringe as he emptied another dose of his blood into my veins. Something stirred in me so erotic, so sensual. He was sharing every part of himself with me.

He nudged toward the syringe, “Are you watchin, boy?”

He again pulled back on the plunger filling the syringe with blood.

The needle slipped from my arm and a trickle of his poisonous blood ran from my arm. He again lined up the needle to his arm and advanced into his vein. After getting a blood flashback, mixing our blood again in the syringe, he slowly injected my blood into his vein.

He leaned over and again French kissed me with his tongue twisting with mine. At the same time, he pulled the butt plug from my ass, and worked three fingers into my gaping hole.

“I want to feel my fist inside you, boy. Your hole is ready, and the sensations will feel incredible.”

He lubed up his fist and arm, and began to finger my hole with three of his fingers, working them in and out; twisting is fingers around the rim of my hole. Then a fourth finger slipped inside with his hand cupped; and soon his thumb entered. He again twisted and worked his hand in and out. I was still flying high from the T. He worked his hand deeper and deeper into my hole, until his knuckle was ready to slip in. With a quick thrust, he opened me up and in popped his hand to the wrist. The feeling was total pleasure, sending tingling sensations throughout my body.

He again worked his fingers farther into me, slowing searching and guiding their way in as he opened me up. He slowly withdrew his hand past my inner ring, and again opened it up, repeating back and forth, before fully withdrawing his fist from my gaping hole.

“Your hole is wide open, boy!!”

He slammed his fist into my hole more forcefully, and burning pain quickly turned to pleasure again as he repeatedly pushed his fist into me to his wrist and withdrew it again. I watched in the mirror as my hole squeezed tightly around his fist. He continued to work his fist in and out of me. As he pulled out for the last time my hole remained open. My ass lips were swollen and hung open and I noticed a trickle of blood dripping from my hole.

“Fuck, boy, you’re ready for my poz seed now,” as he licked up the blood dripping from my ass lips.

He then unclamped the catheter one more time and as piss started to spray from the end of the catheter tubing, he soaked my abdomen and slowly pulled the tubing out of my cock. Piss sprayed onto my chest and face as the end of the catheter slipped from my piss hole. I began to piss on myself and into my mouth, and he opened his mouth to lap up the piss from my tap. I emptied my bladder onto both of us. Piss dripped from his stache and beard onto my cock. He licked piss from my abdomen, then rubbed my soaked body, smearing my piss all over my chest, abdomen, and cock. He then engulfed my hard cock into his mouth, tasting my piss one more time.

He stood up and stroked his raging hard, poz shaft twice, then with one quick thrust slammed his cock into my ass balls deep. He worked his death stick in and out of my hole ramming in harder and harder. When he pulled his cock out, it was tinged with ass juice and blood.

My cock was rock hard watching him seed me, knowing he was leaking his poz precum into my wrecked hole.

“You want my poz cum now, boy?”

“Yes, give it to me.”

“Beg for it!! Beg for me to poz your hole.”

“Please, please give me your poz seed, sir. Charge me up!!”

He again slammed his cock into my ass, and thrust in and out harder and faster, burying deep in me with his balls slapping my ass.

“I’m working my poz precum into your bloody hole, boy. My virus will definitely get in to convert you.”

“Yes, give me your cum!! I want every drop of your poison.”

“Fuck, are you ready for it, cause I’m very close to seeding you?”

My cock was pulsing with excitement, and he pushed me over the edge as I started to shoot my cum across my abdomen and chest.

“Fuckin, hot, boy….here it comes!! “

He thrust in me one more time, and buried into my ass.

I felt his cock throbbing and pulsing, filling my ass with all his toxic cum.

His body jerked with each shot of cum from his cock. “Fuck yeah, boy. Take my poz seed.”

“Fuck yes….I want all your DNA.”

He held his cock deep in my ass until I felt his pulsing shaft stop throbbing. He then started to slowly plunge his cock in and out of my hole, working his poison deep in my guts. When he pulled out, his cock was tinged pink with poz cum and blood.

His cum leaked from my hole, and he walked over to the side of the sling.

“Clean my cock off, boy. Lick up that seed and blood.”

I engulfed his cock into my mouth, and sucked every drop of blood and cum from his shaft. I then licked the head of his cock clean.

“Fuck, that was amazing!!”

“There’s no way you are not charged up now, boy. You’ll be seroconverting in no time. You’re mine, boy!!”

Over the next two weeks, we swapped blood, and he seeded my ass with his charged cum 7 more times. And he was right, a week or so later I was seroconverting. I didn’t get all the classic flu-like symptoms so many guys get. I had a lot of night sweats, headaches, odd looking abdominal rashes, was very fatigued, and ran a fever. Knowing I was pozzing excited him and boned me up too. To celebrate we again swapped blood, but now we were swapping poz blood in our slams. We also swapped toxic seed, recharging my hole.

After 5 years, we still pig and slam together, but now have converted 10 more chasers wanting our diseases. We continue to take all the toxic seed and blood we can get. My dad acquired gonorrhea, and he gladly gave it to me. We both had syphilis as well. We share all of our diseases with each other. Guess we are now in a daddy/son relationship, since he asked me to move in with him and continue exploring our twisted, taboo desires together. I of course said, "Yes!!"

Hot story. Hot pic too. Nothing like gift giving at Christmas.

Thanks for all the comments.

To whorepig,

I don't judge either. Everyone has their turn ons and turn offs. As long as it's between two consenting adults more power to you.

I stopped trying to understand my turn on to poz years ago. When I admitted to myself that this was a turn on and what I wanted to do I was much happier. It's total uninhibited play for me. It was a total release of my inhibitions and that felt amazing. It's the bad boy, risky taboo play. Once I became poz my pig side took off. I know pozzing isn't right for everyone, but it certainly was right for me.

Thanks again guys.

Thanks guys. I'm enjoying writing these stories. Gets my fantasies going on gifting and chasing. Makes me think about how I pozzed even more.

Glad you guys like 'em.

Each to their own.  Cool you realize you are bi.  I'm 100% gay....never been with a woman, never will be.  I'm very versatile with my play too. 

I always think what turns you on, more power to you.  Very cool!!!

 

I left the bartender in the story.  I liked showing that this wasn't the first guy he pozzed, and most likely his new bf won't be the last. 

LOL. I almost added a three way scene with the two of them seeding Ben's ass. I was in the middle of typing it out and decided I wanted David to be the one to poz Ben for sure so I deleted it.

The scene originally was right after they met in the bar for the first time. Then they met john after his shift for the 3some.

  Glad you enjoyed it, Mackyjay. 

 

Thanks for the comments guys.

 

More stories to come........

Can fictional stories about chasing and gift giving in this section also include portions with blood slamming or chem play?

Married Man at the Gloryholes: Part 3

I woke with a raging hard on to the alarm clock ringing. David was still spooning me with his body tightly against mine and arm around my chest. His cock was hard and pressed against my ass between my cheeks, just where it should be. It felt so good lying naked in his arms, but I had a busy day at work ahead of me. I slipped out of bed and into the bathroom. I sat on the toilet and jizz leaked from my ass. My ass was a little sore, but I wasn’t complaining. The thought of his toxic cum dripping from my ass only made my cock harder. When I stood up I noticed his cum in the toilet along with red streaks of blood. The site only turned me on more.

I jumped into the shower. My bladder was full, but I had no problem pissing with a hard on. I never did. I let out a full stream of piss emptying my bladder. As I washed off the sweat and cum from last night’s play, I lathered up my balls and stroked my hard shaft. Thoughts of David giving me all his poz cum flashed through my mind and only made my cock harder. I stroked my cock a few more times, then quickly rinsed off, and got out of the shower. It was time to face my day at work.

David still lay in bed sleeping. The sheet draped across him covered his perfect hairy body from the waist down. As I dressed I continued to look at this stud in my bed. My eyes made their way down and back up his body to his bearded face. He stirred in bed, and opened his eyes, “Good morning, handsome.”

“Morning. I have to head to work,” as I finished tying my tie. “Stay as long as you like, ok?”

“Ok. Last night was amazing, you know.”

“Yes it was. It was incredible. I should be done working around 5 if you’re free tonight. I’d love to see you again.”

He said, “I should be done working around the same time. Want to meet me at that corner bar again for a drink after work?”

“Absolutely. Look forward to it.”

He crawled out of bed. He stood in front of me naked. His morning wood stood at attention. His cock was thick and veiny. The head barely stuck out past his foreskin. His pubic hair was thick leading to a gentle wispy treasure trail leading up his abdomen. Hair spread out covering his chest. His beard was about 6 inches long and thick. His arms were fairly muscular and veiny. He was beautiful. The site of him alone made my heart beat faster. Why did it take me so long to realize this was more than curiosity? I longed to touch him, taste him all over, feel him inside me, take his DNA in me. I wanted every part of this man, and wanted to poz from him. Being gay felt so incredible, so natural, so right. Something I never felt with any woman.

He walked toward me and took me in his arms. His grip felt masculine, rugged, but gentle. He pressed his body to mine and hugged and kissed me. I could feel his hard shaft pressed against me, and my cock again began to bone up.

“Fuck, look what you’re doing to me already?”

My cock throbbed clearly outlining my hard shaft through my pants. David reached down and stroked my cock through my pants. “Glad I have that effect on you.”

He again kissed me and my cock pressed against his naked body, sending chills through my body.

“Fuck, you turn me on so much, David. If we keep this up we’ll both be naked in bed and late for work.”

“That’s not such a bad idea.”

We continued to kiss in each other’s arms. My cock throbbed as he reached down and rubbed my hard shaft. He undid my tie and unbuttoned my shirt. My pants dropped to the floor, and my cock stood at attention. I was naked in front of David. He slowly caressed my body, and my cock danced and throbbed as I stood naked before him. He ran his fingers across my mustache and lips before burying his tongue deep into my mouth. I could still taste the sweat on his stache from our play the night before. David pushed me onto the bed on my back, and crawled on top of me.

“I think we have time for a quick breeding of your ass.”

“Fuck, I want more of your seed in me.”

He wasted no time, grabbing me by the ankles, lifting my legs to his shoulders, then lubing his cock with his spit. He aimed his cock at my hole and forcefully opened me up. The head of his tool slipped inside, and he immediately thrust into me all the way. Fuck, it burned so much. I grimaced with pain.

My body tensed up tightening my hole around his shaft. That only made him moan with pleasure.

“Keep that up and you’ll be filled with more poz cum before you know it.”

He kept his cock buried balls deep inside me. “Feel my cock all the way in you? I have you opened up wide. ”

The pain began to subside, and my hole relaxed around his cock.

“That’s it. Take my poz cock,” and he started to slide his dick all the way in and out of me. Each time he slammed his cock back into my ass, my hole tightly gripped every inch of his shaft.

“Fuck, man, you feel incredible.” He pulled his cock all the way out my ass. “Damn, look at that, you hot fucker. “ His cock head was covered with precum, and it was clearly leaking from his piss hole and dripping from off his shaft. “You have me leaking a ton of precum.”

He slid back in me, “My virus is definitely in you. You’re going to poz, man….you want that?”

“Fuck, yes. Poz me up. Give me your toxic load.”

“You got it.”

He kept pumping his cock deep inside me.

“Are you ready for another load?”

“Yes, give it to me.”

“Here is comes. Take my poz seed.” His cock again pulsed. I felt it shooting gobs of poz cum into my gut.

As my ass tightened around his shaft, my cock again pulsed, emptying my balls of their sweet cum all over my chest. David’s body jerked and he moaned with pleasure as my ass milked every drop of his toxic man juice inside me.

“Fuck, man, I love filling you with my poz cum.”

“I love taking your toxic seed too. You’re incredible. You make me shoot my load without even touching my cock.”

David pulled his cock from my ass. He leaned over me and licked up every drop of cum from my chest. He French kissed me, sharing my sweet load of cum with me. We lay in each other’s arms on the bed for a moment. Then I got up and started to dress again for work. I didn’t shower again. I was a little late, and besides, I wanted to keep the scent of him on me all day.

“I’m off to work, sexy. See you tonight, ok?”

“Ok, I’m going to shower up and get to work. See you tonight.”

The entire day I found my mind drifting. I enjoyed the smell on my mustache. It was like sweat mixed with cum. It was the smell of sex. It made my cock twitch every time I got a whiff. It was hard to focus on work. I now took 4 loads of poz cum from David, and I wanted more. I knew there was no turning back now. I didn’t want to either. I went from being a “straight” man, so I thought, to a bareback, cock sucking, poz cum chasing, gay man. Fuck!!!! I knew I wanted to poz from David, and I also knew I wanted more. I wanted to date him. Maybe try to build a relationship with him if he was interested in that. Time would tell as I got to know him better.

This was going to be difficult. I didn’t want to hurt my wife, but I also knew I could no longer be with her. I hoped she could somehow forgive me, understand, maybe even remain good friends through it all, but maybe that was just wishful thinking on my part; a way for me to feel better about it all. Either way I had to be honest with her, and end our marriage. I wasn’t going to be the married man sleeping around with men on the side. That wasn’t for me. I wanted to be out, proud, and poz. I guess people would think I’m crazy to want to be poz, but even the thought of the word, POZ, was erotic to me. I didn’t try to understand why I wanted to poz; why I found it to be such a turn on. I just knew it felt right and so did David. I guess I was rediscovering the real me.

Five o’clock rolled around; the close to a busy day at work. I looked forward to the evening to unwind and spend some time with David. I went back to my hotel room, changed into something more comfortable, and walked to the corner bar. I arrived before David, so I grabbed a beer, sat at the bar and chatted with the bartender a bit while waiting. He was a flirtatious, sexy, little number with tattoos; a handsome guy with gorgeous eyes, a nice ass and even hotter basket. He clearly was free-balling it. The outline of his cock showed prominently down his right pants leg. After about 30 minutes of small talk with the bartender, David walked in and took a seat at the bar next to me.

“I see you’ve met the bartender, John. Handsome little devil isn’t he?”

“Hey, David, How’s your week going?”

“It’s a great week so far. You look well.”

“I’m doing just fine,” as John grabbed David a beer. “Your usual?”

“Yes.”​

“There you go….it’s on the house.”

“Thank you, John,” as David leaned over and gave John a kiss. “John’s a great guy. Have you checked out his ink?”

“Some, not all of ‘em. Had a hard time taking my eyes off that hot ass and package.”

“Hey, John. Show Ben your ink, if you don’t mind.”

John had a full sleeve with a detailed, colorful dragon twisting down his arm. It was amazing work.

“Awesome tattoo, I love it.”

“I’m sure Ben would also love to see the tattoo on your abdomen, John. If you know what I mean.”

John grinned and lifted his shirt. He had a nice hairy abdomen, and on his left hip he had a black biohazard tattoo with the letters “P, O, Z” in each circle of the symbol.

I felt my cock getting hard, “Nice!! Hot ink!!”

“So does that turns you on too?”

I nodded, “It’s erotic.”

“Are you poz?”

“No, but…..”​

David chimed in, “Not yet,” then he winked at John.

With a grin on his face John put his elbows on the bar and leaned over toward me, “In that case you’ll be joining the club in no time. Only took a few weeks for him to charge me up.”

By now my cock was rock hard.

David ran his hand up my leg and felt my hard cock through my jeans.

“I knew that would turn you on.”

“That is hot. “

“You know it’s kind of well-known in the gay community if you have a biohazard tattoo it means you have HIV?”

“It does? So why don’t you have one?”

“I’m toying with it. It is erotic. Think you would want one after you poz?”

“Oh………. yes!!!”

“Cool!! Maybe I’ll get mine with you. You know, I see how much that boned you up seeing John’s tattoo and your little chat. I could invite him to join us to make you a poz cum dump if you like. I was just being a little selfish with your ass. I want to be the one to charge you up.”

“I’m sure it would be hot taking both your poz loads, but I would prefer you be the one to poz me too. I want that connection with you.”

David and I tipped a few more beers.

“So….you know, I’m here for the rest of this week. Then I’m heading home for a few weeks.”

“Well, then we should make the most of our time together this week, if you can,” and David clicked his beer bottle with mine, “Cheers.”

We took a swig of beer, “Absolutely. I’d like that.”

“And what about after this week?”

“That’s up to you I guess. Where would you like this to go?“

“I’d like to see you when I return. Spend time with you.”

“Then we will. Have you thought about your wife at all?”

“Yeah, I don’t know how I’m going to tell her yet. I know I can’t stay with her.”

“You could live a double life.”

“No, I cannot do that. It wouldn’t be fair to Cindy. I’m not the same person. I’m gay. I realize that now and want to be with a man. You know, it all makes sense to me now. Why I didn’t want kids. Why I would check out guys all the time. Why sex never felt quite right with my wife, but this feels so right with another man. I’m also most likely going to be poz.”

“You could still go to a doctor yet and get treated. You have 72 hours.”

“No, I don’t want to do that.” I looked at David, “I know what I want.”

“And what’s that?”

“You, or at least see where this would go between us, if you’re interested.”

David smiled at me, “Yeah, I’m interested.”

We flirted with John a bit and finished our beers. He was one sexy man. Maybe after I poz I’d be up for a 3-some with David and him.

“Want to go grab a bite to eat? I thought maybe you could spend the night at my place tonight. It’s not far from your hotel.”

I looked at David with a silly grin, “Are you trying to have your way with me again with your alluring charm?”

He stared into my eyes with an evil smirk, “Absolutely. I think you need another charging tonight too.”

“Well in that case how can I resist?”

David said, “Hey John, see you later. We’re heading out.”

“See you bud. Take care.”

John put out his hand to shake mine, and he pulled me toward the bar and gave me a hug and a kiss.

“Enjoy taking that charged seed, sexy.”

“I am, big time. You’re a hot guy, you know. Great meeting you.”

“Thanks. Awesome meeting you, Ben. Don’t be a stranger.”

We had a quick bite to eat then went to David’s condo, and he showed me around. He had a black and white cat named Sylvester. Friendly little guy that kept rubbing against my legs.

David poured me a glass of wine, and offered to let me shower if I wanted. I finished my wine, then stripped naked and headed for the bathroom. It didn’t take me long to get boned up thinking about the probable play ahead. I was stroking my cock while soaping myself up when David slipped in the shower behind me. His cock was rock hard and I quickly got on my knees to suck his rod. As I was about to slip the head of his cock into my mouth he put his hand on my shoulder and held me still. His cock pulsed a few times in front of me and then a golden stream of piss sprayed out from his cock, drenching my face and body. My cock immediately stood straight up. My God, it was so erotic!!!

I watched his stream shoot from his piss hole, then opened my mouth and let him fill me up with piss. It was pretty watered down from the beer, but tasted amazing. My cock was begging for attention, and I began to stroke my hard shaft while drinking piss from his poz cock.

“That’s it, drink my piss you hot pig. Take every drop.”

David emptied every drop of piss from his bladder down my throat and all over my body.

“Fuck that was so hot.”

“Glad you love piss too. You’re becoming quite a hot little pig. Now suck my cock.”

I slid my tongue down the shaft of his rod and sucked his balls. Then I engulfed the full length of his cock into my mouth to the back of my throat. He grasped the top of my head with one hand and slowly thrust the full length of his all the way in and out of my mouth. The deep penetration made me gag, as he continued to pound at the back of my throat. He moaned with pleasure as the water continued to hit our bodies.

“Ready for your charging pig?”

David pulled his cock from my throat and pulled me to my feet. He turned me around, bent me over, and with one deep thrust of his wet cock, shoved deep into my ass.

I braced myself against the shower wall with my hands, and my ass tightened in pain.

David held his cock all the way inside me again, “Relax, pig, I’ll have you loosened up in no time.”

The pain quickly subsided and pressed harder against his massive meat.

“Fuck me with your poz cock.”

David began to thrust in and out of my ass, and I pushed firmly onto his rod with each plunge inside me.

“Damn, your ass feels so good. Won’t take me long to dump another toxic load in you if you keep that up.”

We moaned, and gyrated our bodies in sync, and he fucked my ass hard and rough. I stroked my hard cock, knowing I was closer and closer to shooting my load with each penetration against my prostate.

“I want to feel your cock filling me with your DNA.”

“Yeah?? You ready for it? Cause it’s comin’,” as he spanked my ass.

“Give it to me.”

“Here it comes, Baby.”

He plunged into me one more time. As I felt the full thickness of every inch of David’s thick shaft, we both unloaded our cocks. I felt every throb of his rod inside me, filling my guts again with his poz seed. My body jerked as my cock finished draining my balls of their thick creamy load.

“I love you cumming in me.”

“I love it too. Your sweet ass is mine.”

David’s cock slowly slipped from my ass. We finished lathering our bodies, rinsed, and made our way to the bedroom. We curled up in each other’s arms naked and exhausted and drifted off to sleep.

The rest of the week flew by. We spent the time getting to know each other better, and David planted his seed me in me 3 more times. I hated to leave him, because I knew I was starting to develop stronger feelings for him, but he gave me a hot Saturday morning departing gift. He planted his poz cum in me one more time before I hit the road to head home for a few weeks. I frequently found my cock boning up while driving and thinking about David and incredible week we spent together. Now was going to be the difficult part. How was I going to break the news to my wife?

I arrived home late Friday night. My wife greeted me with a hug and kiss. She had dinner in the refrigerator waiting for me. The longer I waited, the more difficult this would become. I sensed she knew something was bothering me, but I decided to wait until the Sunday to talk to her. This could be my last weekend with her. I dreaded the conversation and Sunday rolled around quickly. I woke up Sunday morning and stayed in bed for an hour. I was quiet at breakfast, and my wife grew concerned.

“What’s bothering you, Ben? You’ve been quiet all morning.”

“I don’t know how to talk to you about this, so I’ll just say it.”

“What is it?”

“I……, I……, I realize that I’ve always felt different. I know why now. I’m…., I’m gay.”

I could see the disbelief in her eyes. She chuckled awkwardly, “Nice joke, honey.”

“It’s no joke, Cindy. I’m gay.”

Her eyes became glassy and the tears ran down her cheeks.

“What do you mean you’re gay?!!!”

“I’m attracted to men. I can’t deny it, now that I realize. It’s not fair to you or me.”

“Well, what about us? Do you want a divorce?”

I nodded my head, “I don’t see any other way.”

“You’re having an affair, aren’t you?”

“I’m sorry!! I don’t mean to hurt you, but I can’t live a lie.”

“So that’s what this is to you? All these years together?......a lie?”

Tears rolled down her cheeks, and tears ran from my eyes.

“I’m sorry. I can’t change who I am.”

She slapped me across the face, “You bastard!!!! Just get out!!”

“I’m sorry!! I didn’t mean to hurt you.” I cried. This hurt me badly, but not as much as I hurt her.

“Just leave!!! Get out!!!!!”

I walked to our bedroom and packed a suitcase. The tears ran down my face, but I knew it had to be this way. I returned to my wife with my bag in hand. She stood at the fireplace with her back to me. I could tell she was in tears.

“I’ll get the rest of my things later.”

“Just go!!”

I walked toward the front door, turned the doorknob, open it, and walked out. The door closed behind me, and I heard my wife burst into tears. I sat in my car for several minutes crying. My heart ached. I felt terrible. I broke my wife’s heart, but it had to be this way.

I started my car, backed out of the driveway and drove to a nearby hotel.

I felt empty and lonely. It was a strange feeling. I hoped my wife and I would eventually be able to be friends, but I understood if that was not possible.

The next two weeks I went through the motions. I simply went to work and back to my hotel. I returned to the house when I knew my wife would be gone, gathered the rest of my things, and wrote my wife a note. It read, “I stopped by to gather the rest of my things. When you’re ready to talk call me. I’m sorry I hurt you, Ben.”

I needed to get out of this hotel. As much as I hurt inside it was time for me to be myself. The company I worked was flexible, and I knew they would allow me to work from pretty much any office. So I talked to my boss, and starting the following Monday I transferred to the Chicago office. David was happy to hear that I was returning to Chicago for good, and he graciously invited me to stay with him until I found a place of my own.

He said, “Besides, this way you’ll be getting all the poz seed I can give you. Now get your sweet ass back here and get in my bed with me.”

I could tell David was excited that I’d be there full-time. The decision felt right to me as well. It would be exciting to be around my hot, poz stud daily.

Over the next few weeks, David planted his toxic load in my ass every night. It was so hot the way he made me beg for his poz cum. As he shot his loads deep in my gut, he would tell me how his virus was definitely in me, and that he was going to poz my ass up. I loved feeling his cock shooting inside me.

Together we looked for apartments for me on the weekends. A few weeks later, I found the perfect place. It was close to the gay district, and close to David. It was a two bedroom apartment, just what I was hoping to find.

Moving day approached quickly. It was a Friday afternoon, and David took off work to help me settle in to my new place.

We were sweaty from moving my things all afternoon.

David said, “Are you ready to break this place in?”

He grabbed my arm and pulled me to him. His hand flipped the buckle to my jeans open and before I knew I was standing in front of him naked from the waist down with a hard on. David grasped my ass cheeks and my hard cock rubbed against his as he buried his tongue in my throat. He quickly turned me around and bent me over on the kitchen counter. With just a little spit for lube he rammed his cock deep into my ass. I felt like he was tearing my insides open as he repeatedly pounded his shaft all the way inside me.

“You’re going to poz tonight, pig.”

He fucked me deep and hard, and moaned and groaned with pleasure. I could feel my ass was being torn up inside, and with each pounding against my prostate, my cock hardened and my balls grew closer and closer to shooting their thick, white jizz.

“Fuck, you turn me on. Here it comes, bitch. The first of my toxic loads tonight.”

David buried his cock deep inside me, and I felt his cock shooting over and over.

“Yes, give me your poz cum.”

“Fuck yes…..you’re mine, baby. Take my DNA.”

With every shot of his seed inside me, my ass tightened around his shaft, as my cock pulsed over and over, splashing cum against the cupboard and down my legs.

David collapsed on top of my back; our bodies hot and sweaty against one another.

“Are you ready for another seeding, bitch?”

Before David’s cock slipped from my ass, I felt it growing harder inside me. His massive cock opened me up wide, and my insides were wrapped tightly around his shaft. He began to pump my ass, this time slowly, pulling all the way out between thrusts.

Each time he pulled his cock from my ass, cum dripped from my hole.

“Fuck yeah, baby, I tore you up good inside.”

I reached between my balls with my fingers and felt the full length of his cock sliding in and out of my wrecked hole. My fingers were covered with cum mixed with blood, and I buried them in my mouth, licking them clean with my tongue.

David continued to plunge deep into my ass with his cock, and I stroked my hard rod.

“Fuck, yes, tear me up. Open me up for your seed.”

Cum continued to run down my legs, and David again, prepared to unload his poz cum deep inside me.

“I’m getting close, baby. Are you ready for more poz seed?”

“Fuck yes. Fill me up. Charge me up.”

Those words always drove me over the edge, and I again tightened my ass on his shaft as I shot my cum.

David’s cock began to pulse in my ass, “Fuck…..yes!! I love filling you with my cum. Take my poz load.”

His cock shot inside me over and over again. My guts were full of seed. As his cock slid from my hole, cum dripped and ran down my legs. I buried my fingers into my cum-filled hole, and worked his seed inside me. More red tinged cum dripped from my ass. I pulled my fingers from my hole and licked the blood and cum from them. It was hot knowing I was lapping up highly toxic seed. The blood only turned me on even more, knowing my hole was torn up letting David’s virus into my bloodstream.

We unpacked my things over the weekend, and David kept my ass flooded with his poz juice. By Sunday I was unpacked, and we were exhausted. In the evening we ordered out for dinner and enjoyed a glass of wine before curling up naked in bed together. Around 2 a.m. I woke drenched in sweat. By morning I was running a fever, nauseous, and vomiting. I had a strange rash on my abdomen, and my body ached. I called in sick to work, and David stayed with me, and took care of me.

“You’re seroconverting, babe. My virus is coursing through your veins. You’re pozzing. Welcome to the club.”

As sick as I was knowing David’s HIV was racing through my body, and I was now poz, only turned me on. My cock was fully erect in a flash.

David leaned over and kissed my forehead, “Glad that bones you up, because it has the same effect on me,” and he showed me his fully erect meat already leaking more poz precum.

“This was the perfect house warming gift.”

David crawled into bed with me and spooned me in his arms. His cock rested between my ass cheeks, lubing my crack with his toxic precum. I rubbed my ass against his shaft, and he wasted no time sliding his cock into my hole and slowly working another load of his DNA into my guts.

David whispered in my ear, “Now I want your toxic load in me.”

I crawled to my knees, pulled his ankles over my shoulders, and lined my hard shaft up with his hole. A little spit on my cock, and with a forceful thrust the head of my cock slipped inside David.

“Yes, fuck me, Ben. Give me your poz cum.”

My cock stiffened and pulsed hearing those words. I plunged my cock all the way balls deep into his ass, and began to pound my cock in and out of his hungry hole. This was my first time fucking another man, and the sensations were incredible.

My body was feverishly hot, and sweat was dripping from my forehead and torso. I leaned over and kissed David deeply and passionately while I continued to plow his ass.

“Fuck…..I’m close to seeding you.”

“Yes, give me that poz load.”

I plunged deep inside David, and filled his guts with spirt after spirt of my first poz load.

I collapsed on top of David in a pool of sweat, panting with exhaustion.

He held me in his arms, and kissed my forehead.

“The cycle is complete. We are now swapping toxic loads together.”

A week later my body adjusted to the conversion, and my symptoms subsided. I was now a poz, gay man. David and I returned to the bar, and tipped a few beers while sharing the news with John.

“Congrats, man!! Here’s a shot to celebrate.”

“Thanks, John. Feels amazing.”

John lifted his shirt showing us his biohazard tattoo, “Now any chance you two are joining me and getting one of these too?”

We both looked at one another, and at the same time said, “Definitely.”

That weekend David and I made our way to the local tattoo shop and both marked ourselves as poz and proud with a brazen, biohazard tattoo on our right hips.

David and I continued to date, and eventually moved in together. We are now partners in an all-out BB, open, pig relationship. We love swapping our poz seed, chasing new strains, and tag teaming neg chasers looking to join the club. We also attend local BB and piss parties together. Two years after our divorce I received a letter from my ex-wife. We have since built a friendship through it all, and she came to Chicago to visit and meet David. She is now engaged to be married, and our friendship only grows stronger.

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Working on Part 3 guys.  Will post ASAP

Married Man at the Gloryholes: Part 1

I was 28, married 7 years, no kids and no rush to have kids. We were the typical young, married couple focused on our careers, had a dog, a cat, and a nice home. I always considered myself to be a happily married straight man. I admit I would notice guys in the shower at the local gym, or men I considered to be attractive walking down the street, but I always felt this was normal curiosity. You know, is this guy’s dick bigger than mine? Is he hairier than me? That type of shit. Was this the 7 year itch? Regardless, I didn’t expect my life to take such a dramatic turn, but once I opened that door, there was no turning back, nor did I want to.

I did a bit of traveling across the country for work, so I was no stranger to hotels and being away from my wife. I had a healthy sex drive, so when I was out of town, occasionally I enjoyed checking out local strip clubs or adult bookstores. I never cheated on my wife, just the occasional porn magazine, or jack off session in the video arcade watching some erotic porn. I loved the smell in the video arcade. You know that smell of sex in the air. It always set the tone for some intense jacking while losing myself in a fantasy watching a hot porn video.

Once again, I was out of town for the week. This time it was “The Windy City,” Chicago, not too far away, but too far to be commuting back and forth each day. It was a Monday night, and at the end of the day I found myself very horny. I decided to check out a local adult bookstore and maybe watch some porn. There was one only a few blocks from my hotel, so I decided to head on down and check it out. I flipped through some porn magazines then ducked into the video arcade. This arcade was quite busy. There were several men walking the halls and standing outside booths. I made the occasional eye contact with guys as they walked past. I found a few of the men to be quite handsome. Then I popped into a booth and skimmed through the channels of porn playing.

I usually watched straight porn, but as I was flipping through the channels I came across a gay scene that caught my eye. There was a muscular, bearded man in leather fucking a rugged hairy guy in a sling. A group of guys stood around the sling stroking their dicks. To my surprise I found my cock getting fully erect at the sight of this man’s huge cock as he repeatedly buried it balls deep in this guy’s ass. He was fucking the guy with no condom on. Cum was leaking out of the man’s ass as the bearded guy repeatedly pulled his uncut, veiny cock all the way out, then again buried it deep inside him. My cock was begging for attention, pulsing in my pants, and I started to rub my crotch in excitement.

After a minute or so I heard the door to the booth next to mine open and heard someone start flipping through channels in the booth next to mine. The light from videos next door lit up a large hole in the wall between our booths. I could see the black boots and jeans of the guy standing in the booth next to me through the hole. I continued to watch my video and slowly unzipped my pants and pulled out my hard cock. I was already leaking precum from my piss hole and lubed my cock with it as I started to stroke my shaft.

Out of the corner of my eye I noticed the guy next to me had slipped his hard cock through the hole in the wall. It was dancing in front of me and a thin string of precum dripped from the head of his big dick. I felt my cock pulsing in my hand at the sight of his beautiful rod. I couldn’t resist. I reached down and grasped the shaft of his cock. I felt it twitch in my hand, and I began to slowly stroke his dick. His foreskin slid over the head of his cock, and I could feel the slick juice leaking from his piss hole in my hand as I slid my hand back down his shaft. What the hell was I doing? My mind said no, but my cock and body said yes, and I continued to stroke his hard meat. Then he pulled his cock back out of the hole. I saw him squat down at the hole, and he reached through and grasped my hard cock with his hand. A wave shot through my body, my cock stiffened even more, and I moaned with pleasure as he pulled my cock toward the hole in the wall.

I slipped my cock through the hole, and pressed my body tight against the wall of the booth as he continued to stroke my hard shaft. I felt the tip of his tongue lick across my piss hole then his lips engulfed the head of my cock. I could feel the hair of his mustache dancing down my shaft as he slid the full length of my hard cock to the back of his throat. I pressed my hips against the wall, shoving my cock into his mouth as far as I could, and again moaned with pleasure. He kept sucking my cock, and I didn’t want him to stop.

He brought me close to cumming so I pulled my cock back out of the hole. I didn’t want to shoot my load yet. I squatted in front of it to get a better look at this man. He was bearded, with a mustache, dark hair, and quite handsome. He stood up and slid his hard rod back through the hole. It was right in front of me, and I wasted no time. I stroked the full length of his shaft again and was overcome with the urge to taste my first cock. I slid his tool into my mouth and began to lube his cock with my spit. The sweet taste of precum slid down my throat, and the smell of manly sweat hit my nostrils. It was amazing. I slowly sucked his cock and felt it expanding and pulsing in my mouth.

Just as I was really getting into sucking my first cock, this hot stud slid his cock out of my mouth and squatted in front of me. He whispered to me through the hole, “Fuck, you are hot. Can I see your ass?”

I stood up and dropped my jeans to the floor and arched my back for him to check out my ass. He again reached through the hole, felt my ass cheeks, then cupped his hand around my balls and pulled me toward the hole. I pressed my ass up to the hole and felt him blow on my ass hole. My ass puckered and cock throbbed. I felt his beard press against my ass cheeks and his tongue across my virgin hole. I spread my cheeks to let him get a good taste, and he kept licking my ass. He buried his tongue as far into my ass as he could trying to open my tight ass hole. Then I felt his wet finger press against my ass, and slip inside my hole. It felt amazing!! He slowly worked his finger in and out of my ass then slipped a second finger inside of me. He was slowly working my puckered ass until it opened up for him. I never thought this could feel so good. It was awakening desires in me I didn’t know were there.

I felt his tongue bury deep into my hole as he rimmed me as deep as he could. I arched my back and spread my cheeks, pressing my ass into his hungry lips and tongue. He pulled his tongue out of my ass and I heard him spit in the booth behind me. Suddenly I felt pressure against my hole. It was the head of his wet cock pressing at my tight hole, begging to get in. I pressed my ass firmly against his rod and the mushroom head of his huge cock slowly opened me up and slid inside. OMG!!! What a sensation.

My cock stiffened and pulsed, and I knew in that instant I needed to feel this man’s cock inside me. I put my hands on the opposite wall to push against his cock. With a forceful thrust he shoved his cock halfway in. My ass burned with pain and I tightened my ass around his thick pole. My stud pulled back slightly and kept his cock still. The pain subsided and I again slowly pressed my ass against his cock. The invitation was accepted and he again thrust into my ass. I again tightened my ass in pain, but he was now balls deep inside me. I could feel his pubic hair against my ass, and he remained still again, waiting for my approval to continue. The pain was intense and I pulled his cock part way out of my ass. I held his cock still in my hole until the pain subsided. I pushed my ass against his hard shaft again, and he again thrust into me opening my up again. The pain hit me again, and I gasped, but this time it quickly turned to pleasure and a burning desire to get fucked by this hunk consumed me. I started to work his cock in and out of my ass, and he slowly took over, thrusting in and out of my virgin hole.

What the hell was I doing? I was cheating on my wife and with another man, but fuck, this felt so good, so right. I wanted him badly. I wanted his cum inside me. I pushed harder against the opposite wall, pressing my ass tight to the hole between our booths and he thrust harder and faster into my ass. I heard his moans, and felt his cock thicken and expand, spreading my insides even wider as his cock pulsed over and over in me, filling me with his cum. I was so excited, my cock erupted as my body jerked with each pulse of my cock. I shot spurt after spurt of jizz on the floor and wall of the booth. I was dripping with sweat and panting with exhaustion. This felt so awesome.

I felt his cock slip from my ass, and a gentle trickle of cum followed running down my leg. I looked through the hole in the wall and watched my stud tuck his massive cock back into his jeans, zip them up and disappear out of the booth into the hallway. A little grin came across my face. I sat in the booth for a while with my jeans at my ankles, thinking about what I had just done. I cheated on my wife!! I let a guy fuck me and without a condom. I took his cum inside me!!! What the fuck was I doing??!!! What if I got an STD?

I pulled my pants back up, tucked my cock away, and headed back to my hotel room. I could smell my stud’s sweat and cock on my mustache. I could practically feel him inside me. I couldn’t get the thoughts out of my head. It was so wrong to cheat on my wife, but this felt amazing. By the time I reached my room my cock was half erect again. I stripped off my clothes and crawled into bed. I was sweaty with a load of cum in my ass, but I didn’t care. I didn’t sleep much that night. My mind went back and forth from guilt to excitement. I longed to experience more, but what about my wife and family? Eventually I drifted off to sleep.

Tuesday was a long day filled with anticipation. I got up and jumped in the shower to get ready for work. My ass was a little sore from the fucking the night before, but as I lathered up my body, my cock began to get hard. Something was awakened in me. I kept picturing the events from the night before. I felt alive for the first time. I had sex with another man for the first time. I realized I am gay. It kept rolling through my head. I’m gay… I’m gay…. I am fucking gay!! I loved it!!!!!! I planned to head back to that bookstore and look for my guy that fucked me. I wanted more. I wanted his cock. I wanted to taste him. Smell his sweat. Feel his cock deep inside me again. I wanted more of his cum in me. I knew it wasn’t safe, but the desire was too strong. My cock was rock hard as the water from the shower hit my body. I stroked my cock for a bit, finished showering, quickly got dressed, and headed to work. The day dragged on and on. I could not concentrate on my work. All I could think about was getting more cock and cum.

 

 

 

 

Married Man at the Gloryholes: Part 2

My work day finally came to an end. I grabbed a quick bite to eat, and headed to my hotel. I called my wife to see how she was doing. I felt bad about cheating on her. I didn’t want to hurt her, but I also knew I was a different man now. I took a quick shower and again found my cock fully erect thinking about my play the night before. I stroked my cock and ran my fingers across my tight hole getting myself even more aroused. I dried off from my shower, through on some jeans, and walked down the block to the bookstore.

The guy behind the counter gave me a smile and nod as if he remembered me from the night before. I again made my way through the porn magazines, but this time I looked at man on man sex porn. One in particular caught my eye. It was a hardcore xxx porn magazine simply titled, “Cum!!” On the cover a muscular guy had his lips wrapped around a hunk’s thick, hard, cock. My cock was hard before I even picked up the magazine off the rack. I flipped through the pages seeing pics of guys sucking dick and getting fucked raw. They had cum on their faces, in their beards and mustaches, in their mouths, and dripping from their asses. My cock was visibly throbbing in my pants with every turn of the page. I browsed a few more magazines then it was time to play. I didn’t hide the bulge in my jeans, and slowly made my way to the video arcade. I hoped to find my sexy hunk from last night had returned.

The halls were once again lined with men with the occasional guy dipping in an out of a booth. The moans from porn and groans from sex could be heard from booths as I strolled by. I searched the halls, but didn’t see my hunk from last night so I ducked into a booth and flipped through the channels of gay porn. I unzipped my pants and stroked my throbbing cock. It didn’t take long before I heard someone step into the booth next to mine. Again I found a nicely shaped hole in the wall separating our booths, and I squatted in front of it to check him out. He was an average built guy, nice tight jeans. He began to rub the bulge showing in his jeans. My cock twitched with anticipation as he unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans. He wasn’t wearing any underwear and his cock stood at full attention about 7 inches long. My mouth watered. I wanted his hot piece of meat in my mouth.

He stroked the full length of his rod, then turned toward the hole in the wall and slipped his cock through. I wasted no time engulfing his rod in my mouth, and did my best to take every of inch of his cock down my throat. I gagged and struggled a bit at first. Then I made love to his shaft, slowing lubing every inch from his piss hole to the base. My cock danced with excitement. The taste of his cock and smell of his sweat was intoxicating. I was in heaven. His body was pressed firmly against the hole, and his pubic hair grazed my lips with each plunge of his cock all the way into my mouth. He moaned with approval, and his cock pulsed in my mouth. After a few minutes his cock thickened, his hips pressed harder to the wall, and his cock throbbed over and over, filling my mouth with his sweet, creamy man juice. I swallowed every drop of cum. His cock stopped spurting in my mouth, and I sucked and licked it clean. He slid his cock back through the hole and disappeared into the arcade. I stroked my cock for a bit and watched some porn then decided to cruise the halls.

I found a spot along the wall with nice views to check out guys as they walked by, hoping to come across the guy that fucked me last night. There certainly were plenty of hot men cruising the arcade. I figured I would wait a bit and if my stud didn’t show up, I would do some more playing before heading back to my hotel. After about 15 minutes of looking at these studs, I was craving more action. I was about to duck back into a booth when HE rounded the corner. Just the site of my hunk made my cock rock hard.

As he walked past me, he looked directly into my eyes. I continued to stare at him, and he glanced back at me over his shoulder. I followed him down the hall. He entered a booth and I wasted no time in taking the booth next to him. He was squatting at the hole in the wall, and I squatted in front of him.

I whispered through the hole, “Thanks again for the load last night.”
“That was you?”
“Yes, and I never did anything with a man before last night.”
“Fuck!! That was your first time? Hope you’re up for more.”
“I was hoping you would say that.”

He stood up in front of me and rubbed his cock through his jeans. My cock was throbbing in my pants, fully erect, and my ass puckered with each twitch of my cock. I watched him unbutton and unzip his jeans. He was freeballing it, and his cock sprung from his pants half erect. My mouth watered. I craved to taste his cock again. He slipped his cock through the hole. I grasped his meat in my hand and stroked his shaft, pulling back his foreskin. His cock grew fully erect in my hand, and precum ran from the head of his cock. I licked it up. The sweet taste made my cock throb, and I rubbed my crotch through my jeans while serving this stud. I slid the head of his cock into my mouth and he shoved the full length of his rod to the back of my throat, making me gag. My eyes watered, but I continued to worship his cock with my mouth and tongue.

He pulled his cock back out of my mouth and rubbed his finger on the edge of the hole. I took it as an invitation to suck my cock, and I quickly unbuttoned my pants to feed him my hard tool. His mouth felt warm, as he lubed my cock with his spit, sucking the full length and teasing the underside of my head with his tongue. I pressed myself tight against the booth wall to give him every inch of my cock. He sucked my shaft for quite a while. I wanted to feel his cock deep inside me again, so I pulled my cock from his mouth and dropped my pants to the floor.

As I turned to show him my ass, I heard him say, “Fuck, yes,” through the hole in the wall. I spread my cheeks and pressed my ass up to the hole in the wall. He buried his tongue in my ass as deep as he could and rimmed my hole sending waves of pleasure through my body. I felt the pressure from his wet finger slip into my tight hole then work it in and out. He slipped another finger in, opening me up slowly, preparing me for his massive cock. The anticipation was driving me wild. Then as fast as the pleasure started, he pulled his fingers from my ass, and disappeared from his booth. I quickly heard a knock at my booth door. I opened it up, and he slipped into the booth with me.

He said, “I want to fuck you, but I want to feel your body while my cock is in you raw.”
“Yes, fuck yes!”
He looked into my eyes and buried his tongue in my mouth, and French kissed me. I could taste my ass on his tongue. His kisses were passionate, and erotic. He pulled his shirt off over his head, and removed his jeans. He was standing before me naked with a full hard on. Then he pulled my shirt off and I stripped naked as well. He again French kissed me, our naked bodies and cocks pressed firmly against one another. I was melting in this guy’s arms.

He turned me around, and with one arm around my chest he firmly grabbed my ass and began to massage my cheeks and hole. I leaned my head against his, and closed my eyes. My back arched and my ass spread as he rubbed my tight hole. He licked his fingers and began to work them into my hole again while kissing the back of my neck. First one finger, then two.

He kept saying, “relax, relax….open that hole up to me,” as he worked his fingers deeper into my hole.
“Please fuck me. I want to feel your cock in me.”
He spit in his hand and stroked his cock, then pressed firmly against me with his hard shaft between my cheeks. With his arms wrapped around my chest from behind and kissing the back of my neck, he ground his cock against my ass, lubing my hole. I begged for him to slide his cock in me, and the head of his cock slid to my hole. He spit on his cock one more time, then began to press against my puckered hole. I pressed my ass firmly against the head of his cock, and he slowly opened me up and slipped his head inside.

I moaned, “Yes, I love it.”
“Here it comes, baby are you ready?”
“Yes, shove it in me.”
With that, he grabbed my waist and thrust his cock into my ass. It burned like a bitch, and I yelped with pain.
“Easy, just relax…..I’ll hold still. Open up to me.”

I took some deep breaths, and the pain subsided. My ass was still a bit sore from the night before. Waves of pleasure began to roll through my body, and I pressed against his cock again. He gently pushed his cock into my hole. My ass tightened around his pole and my rod pulsed rock hard.
“Easy, relax……” I kept taking deep breaths and my ass began to open to his massive cock.
Then he thrust one more time and opened me up the rest of the way. The head of his cock hit my prostate. Again my ass burned with pain, but it quickly turned to ecstasy. He was in all the way. He held his hard cock still in my ass for a moment then he pressed his hips firmly into my ass and ground his cock deeper inside me. He began to pump my ass slowly. We worked up a rhythm together with me riding his cock. Every time my cock pulsed with excitement my hole tightened around his rod, and he moaned and groaned with pleasure.
“Your hole is so fucking tight. It feels amazing on my cock.”
“I love you inside me so much.”

I could feel the heat between us as sweat began to run down our bodies. The touch of his hands on my skin while he pumped his cock in and out of my ass sent chills throughout my body. He grasped my shaft and pumped me harder and faster.
He whispered into my ear, “Fuck, you feel so good. I want to give you my poz cum again.”

My eyes opened wide. As the word poz rang in my ears, my cock stiffened and pulsed with excitement. With each pulse of my cock my hole tightened around my stud’s shaft. “You’re poz??!!!”
“Fuck yes, and from the way your cock just responded, I know you want it. I’m going to poz your ass with my toxic seed.”
There was no denying it. A desire stirred in me that I didn’t know existed. I was scared, but so turned on. I closed my eyes, and moaned with pleasure. He continued to pump his thick cock into my ass harder and faster each time hitting my prostate. I was in heaven.

“Yes, fuck me. Fill me with your poz seed.”
That sent us both over the edge.
“Here it comes, baby. Take my DNA. Take my poz load.”
“Fuck yes.”

He pulled firmly at my hips and buried his cock balls deep into my ass. His body was pressed tight against mine. I felt his cock expand in my tight hole. Knowing I was about to take his poz seed again my cock stiffened and I began to shoot my load onto my abdomen and the wall. I could feel each pulse of his cock shooting toxic seed over and over into my guts until his shaft slowly stopped pulsing in me. He put his arms around my chest and held me tight, keeping his cock buried inside me. I could feel the heat and sweat rolling between us, and he kissed the back of my neck as we both panted with pleasure.

He slowly slid his hand around the shaft of my cock and whispered into my ear, “My virus is deep inside you, baby.”
My cock pulsed again in his firm grip.
He kissed my neck and again whispered, “It’s a highly toxic load too.”
My cock began to get hard as it again pulsed in his hand.
“Fuck, YES!!! I’m so glad that turns you on too. There’s no turning back. You’re a part of me now.”

He kept his cock buried in my ass, and began to stroke my now hard cock. I moaned with pleasure and arched my back pressing his shaft deep inside me. My cock stiffened again. I’m going to cum.
“Shoot that load, the last of your neg seed.” Those words rang in my ears and pushed me over the edge. He held me tight in his arms as my body convulsed and my cock shot cum again and again onto my chest, covering his hand with thick, white jizz.

As my body calmed, my mind focused on what I had just done. I took another load of cum in my ass from this sexy man, and not just any load, a highly toxic, poz load. What the fuck was I going to do? My eyes were wide open, and I panicked a little. My sexy man must have felt my body tense up. He held me close, and again whispered, “Shhhh. It’s going to be alright.”

I turned to face him, pulling his cock from my ass. A trickle of cum followed and ran down my leg.
Tears welled up in my eyes. “My God, what have I done??!!”

He looked into my eyes. “It will be alright. Tell me you didn’t want this. Tell me you don’t want more of my poz cum.”
I couldn’t respond. As scared as I was I couldn’t deny that this turned me on. It was something I wanted. I simply looked into his eyes, and he kissed me deeply and passionately.

“I know you’re scared, but I know you want this too. I understand. I was the same as you. Just go with what you know you want. Let go……I want to give you all of me. I want to make you mine.” I put my head on his shoulder and held him tight. His warm body was pressed firmly against mine, and I could feel our hearts beating fast.

He again kissed me deeply as his tongue danced with mine. He quietly said, “Are you ok? Can we go somewhere and talk? ”

I dried my eyes and nodded yes, and we both dressed and left the bookstore together. As we walked down the street to a small coffee shop, thoughts danced in my head. I felt alive for the first time in years. I felt like I was truly being me. I didn’t even realize I had these desires pent up inside of me, but now that I opened that door, it felt so right. Not only did I realize I’m gay, but that I longed to take poz cum. I wanted to be poz, and it felt so good to admit that to myself. I felt free and yet I trembled inside.

We found our way to a corner bar. My stud said, “This is a quiet gay bar. Let me get us a beer and we can go talk on the patio.”
My stud handed me a bottle of beer, and we made our way to the back patio. There was only a few guys outside, so we found a quiet area, took a seat in the lounge chairs, and I took a large swig of my beer.

He said, “I’m David, by the way.”
“Ben,” as I took another drink of my beer.
“Well, Ben, are you ok?”
“Yeah, I’m fine.”
“So…..what are you thinking?”
“Well….I guess I’m still letting this all sink in….a lot has happened.” I showed him the ring on my finger. “I’m married. In the last 24 hours I cheated on my wife for the first time and with another man. I realized I’m actually gay, and I also took two loads of poz cum.”
“Well, from the reaction from your cock at the time, you seemed to enjoy it.”
“That’s what’s scary. I did enjoy it. When you told me I was taking poz cum it should have scared the hell out of me, but it didn’t. It clearly turned me on even more.”
“Well, if it means anything to you, I found it hot too, and I chased poz cum to charge up.”
“You told me you’re highly toxic…..like how toxic?”
“Very toxic. I’m not on meds. My viral load is close to a million, which is very high.”
“So I’m probably infected with HIV.”
“Well, you could go to the hospital and get treated. You still have time if you go tonight. Without treatment you most likely will poz. I’ll take you if you want to go. As much as I want to poz you I want you to want it too.”
“That’s the thing.” I reached over and took David’s hand. I rubbed his hand against my cock, which was now rock hard again bulging in my jeans. “I don’t want to go.”
David grinned and rubbed my cock some more. “Fuck…..it’s hot, isn’t it?”
“I’m majorly turned on by it and by you. So you said you chased to poz?”
“Yeah, I did.”
“What do you mean you chased?”
“I knowingly took poz cum, just like you did tonight, and it turned me on a lot.”
My cock again throbbed still rock hard in my jeans. I was turned on, yet almost shaking inside. “Tell me about it, if you don’t mind.”

“Well, I originally started out having safe sex for many years. Then I met a guy at this very bar that only had sex bareback. I probably had a little too much to drink, and we ended up at his place. He told me how much he wanted to fuck me and cum in me. At first I told him I would only play safe. Then I agreed to let him fuck me bareback if he agreed to pull out before cumming in me. It felt so incredible having him in me raw. While he was fucking me he kept telling me how hot it would be to cum in me, and when he was ready to shoot he told me he was getting close. I was so turned on at the thought of taking his cum in me that I pressed my ass tight against his cock and told him to cum in me. He unloaded in me, and I never played safe again. The more cum I took, the more I got turned on by it. I started to fantasize about taking poz cum, and hoped each load I took was a poz load. Then I met a guy that had a biohazard tattoo on his arm. He proudly showed he was a poz guy, and just the sight of his tattoo turned me on. I was determined to get his cock and cum in me. I ended up going home with him that night. It was the first time I knowingly took a poz load. After that night there was no stopping me. I started searching for poz guys to fuck me raw and took all the poz cum I could get. I even met some gifters that made me beg for their toxic seed while fucking me. That was the hottest sex. About a year after I started taking poz cum I met a gifter that also had high viral loads. That was all it took. After taking a few loads of his seed I pozzed up.”

“Did you know when you pozzed?”
“Oh, yeah, about a month after taking his poz cum, I had bad flu-like symptoms. It lasted for a good week to 10 days. I had night sweats, headaches, was sicker than a dog. I knew I was converting, and as sick as I was it only turned me on. Listen, I know a lot of guys probably think I’m plain crazy, but all out uninhibited sex, taking poz cum and now giving poz cum is a huge turn on. It’s the ultimate barebacking, holding nothing back, just all out cum pigging. I know guys that regret pozzing, but I have never regretted it. I love knowing that guy’s DNA is in me, and pozzed me. I have a connection with that guy forever. That also really turns me on. I love being poz, and I love gifting for guys. Call me crazy and irresponsible. Everyone has their turn ons and turn offs. As long as it’s between two consenting adults, what’s the issue?”
“Well, I can’t deny that this is all turning me on. What the fuck am I going to tell my wife?”
“That I can’t tell you, but I can tell you that you’re a huge turn on to me. I’d love to get to know you, and I’d love to poz your ass up. Then after you charge up I’d love to start swapping toxic loads with you.”
I leaned over, put my hand on his leg and kissed him. I said, “Yes!! Just one thing, I’m not from Chicago, but I do get here fairly often for work. I’ll be here for the rest of this week.”

“I’m a patient man, Ben. I’m so turned on that you want this too. I hope you find it as hot as I do.”
“I admit I’m a little scared by it, but I’m also majorly turned on.” I leaned over and whispered in David’s ear, “I don’t want to resist this. I want to take all your toxic seed. Poz my ass up.”
David grinned, looked into my eyes, and pulled my lips to his and started to kiss me deeply.

We sat and talked for about another hour and another beer. The more David told me about himself the more I was attracted to him. We finished our beers, and I realized it was getting late. I told David I had to work in the morning, but that I wanted him to spend the night with me if he was interested. He accepted, and we walked the few blocks back to my hotel room.

I invited him in. David pulled me to him and we stood next to the bed and kissed for a long time. Our bodies were pressed tightly against one another, and I could feel his hard cock tight against mine. I grabbed his ass and ground our cocks together. Our lips remained locked as our tongues swirled in passionate kisses. I slipped his shirt off and unbuttoned his pants. As he dropped them to the floor I kissed his down his chest until I found myself on my knees in front of his hard cock. I again took his cock into my mouth and sucked his hard shaft. His sweet, poz, precum leaked from the head of his cock and slid across my tongue and down my throat. With each plunge of his cock to the back of my throat he moaned and pressed the back of my head farther onto his tool. I could feel his cock head pulse with excitement. He pulled me to my feet, slid my shirt off, and dropped my pants to the floor.

He took me in his arms, our naked bodies pressed against one another. We kissed a bit more then crawled into bed together. I was majorly turned on again and begged for David to give me another load of his poz cum.
“I definitely will. You’ll be poz in no time.”
I rolled onto my belly, and David laid on top of me with his cock pressed between my ass cheeks. He slid his hands around my chest and ran his tongue up my back to my neck. He gently kissed me on the neck and nibbled my earlobe. Then he slid his tongue down my back, kissing my back down to my ass. He rimmed my hungry hole, already filled with one load of his toxic seed. His tongue was buried deep in my ass as he lubed my hole for his hard cock.
He turned me over onto my back, “I want to look into your eyes as I fill you with my DNA.”
David put my ankles over his shoulders and lubed his cock with his spit. Then he spit into his hand and again lubed my hole.
“Are you ready for another toxic load, sexy?”
“Fuck yes….please give it to me.”
He lined up the head of his cock with my hole, and with a little pressure slipped inside my cum hungry hole. This time he slid in with more ease and was balls deep inside me with one thrust of his hips.
“Fuck you’re lubed up good with my toxic seed already. Feels so fucking good. I’m going to work my seed in you good.”
My cock was rock hard as his shaft stretched my hole wide open. Each plunge of his cock into my ass balls deep was slow and steady. He kept saying, “I want to give you my poz seed so much. I want to make you my poz cum pig.”
“Yes, give me your seed.”
He leaned over and began to kiss me as he pumped my ass harder and harder. He grasped my ankles and looked into my eyes. His thrusts drove in me faster.
“Are you ready for my toxic seed? I’m getting close.”
“Yes, give it to me, David. Poz me up.”
“Fuck…..here is comes.”
His cock thrust in me a few more times, then his shaft again stretched my hole wide open and he buried his cock all the way deep inside me. I felt his cock pulsing in me, filling me his second load of poz seed of the night.
“Yes, fuck yes. Take my DNA.”
I didn’t even touch my cock and again started to shoot my load onto my chest and face. I opened my mouth as cum shot from my hard cock and onto my lips. I licked up some of the last neg cum that would shoot from my rod. My balls were drained, and David’s cock stopped pulsing inside me. Every drop of his high viral load seed was deep in my gut. The thought of his poz cum in me excited me so much.
His cock slid from my ass, and he laid on top of me, smearing our bodies with my cum. He kissed me on the neck, and licked up the jizz from my lips, then kissed me erotically with his tongue deep in my mouth. I could taste more of my cum on his lips and tongue.
“Fuck, Ben, I love planting my seed in you.”
“I love having you inside me too.”
“Keep me in you all night. Let my poz cum work into you.”
He laid on the bed next to me, and rubbed his hand through my cum smeared on his chest. We both looked at each other. He smiled at me and rubbed nudged my arm with his. Then we curled up together. His naked body felt so erotic pressed against mine. I grinned as I thought about the two poz loads of cum deep inside me as we both drifted off to sleep covered in sweat and my cum.