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Totally agree, PozFetishPig! But sometimes not saying anything can be just as hot! Got fucked by a guy with a biohazard tattoo around his nipple a few years ago. I was still very inexperienced, turned on and freaked out by it at the same time. I traced the tattoo with my finger, looked him in the eye and asked: "Are you going to...?", when my voice trailed off. I just couldn't make myself utter those words. I knew, if I did, I'd probably lose it. So I just looked up at him questioningly. The guy didn't say a word. He just nodded his head and for the rest of the fuck his eyes never strayed from mine. Then he came inside my boyhole, and still not a word from him, he just leaned into me and pressed his lips against mine. Still one of the most intense fucks of my life!

Couldn't agree more, Jaybird! This story has me drooling...

Hey orangeboi, love this story - you really debuted in grand style! But what a shame you've been waiting so long. So many stories that should have been told... But the more stories I read here on BZ, the more I am prone to believe there must be something wrong with all those little twinkish schoolboys - no matter what they do or where they go, they always seem to end up having their worn out, gaping boypussies filled with a toxic load...or two...or three...or four... Wanna know where this is leading, so please keep it cumming... Felix

OMFG!!! Thanks for sharing your story, haven't cum like this for ages!

So fuckin' wicked! Love it!

Wow, so fuckin hot, SIR!!! Thank you for posting...awesome story

think you got a point there. guys that are not ready yet would never initiate it, but if a guy is ready he'll do it anyway, no matter what his lawmakers think of it... you just gotta make sure nobody is forced/coerced/tricked into doing something he doesn't want to do. but that's always the tricky part - whether there's a law or not...

Just as hot as your previous stories...

YESSSSS!!!!! Even better than I thought it would be - and to be honest I expected a lot after the great start... Thank you for sharing your writing talent with us. I know you've got lots of other stuff to do and still you find the time to pull those little gems out of your hat. Throwing pearls before swine, so to say...well, before cumpigs to be more accurate

I haven't been faced with that kind of situation all that often actually. Most times I don't cum at all while being fucked and I don't even try to either. Don't get me wrong, there's nothing better in the world than a fat daddydick up my ass and I love that feel of a man's cock sawing in and out of my boyhole. But unless it's really like beer can thick, it normally will not make me cum. Especially since I don't play with my dick while getting fucked and don't like the top to do it either. When in bed with a guy, all I think about is his pleasure. Once he's done and out of the door, I lean back, finger his cum out of my hole, lick it off my fingers and jerk off to the taste of his load on my tongue. But the rare cases that it actually happened, that's when things got a little dificult. Never found out why, but once I've cum, my hole starts feeling sore from one second to the other. I've found that most times it's easier to clamp down on the guy's cock, even though it may hurt, and get him off quickly than to have him going on for ages until he finally shoots his load. But I don't mind the pain. As I said before, it's all about pleasuring the top.

Yeah, thought about this guy (I don't even know his name...) a lot lately. The thoughts of what might have been always make me itchy. Maybe I should go back to that place and check if he's still around. He seemed to be interested last time, so maybe...

Well, at least at body temperature...

Thank you for sharing this with us. In the late 90s, when AIDS stopped being the death sentence that it had been before, I was still in kindergarten. So I never had the chance to experience the intensity that sex must have had at a time when having sex was still a question of life and death. I think thanks to this post I've got a way better understanding of it now. But even though I haven't witnessed those times myself, I can still relate to the way the AIDS-deformed body of this man fascinated you. Something very similar happened to me, too. During one of my first visits to a gay bathhouse, I was taking a shower in a small tiled room that was more like a mere niche with two shower heads on one wall and two more on the opposite one, when a man squeezed in next to me to take a shower as well. He looked very much like the guy you described: from the thin, veiny arms and legs to the hollow cheeks and sunken eyes. I had noticed him before: I felt like he was following me around and he even tried to make eye contact a couple of times. But I'd always taken to my heels - the intensity of his stare scared me to death. So here we were, jammed together in this small shower room and the only way out would have been to squeeze past his deformed body. At least he was facing the wall, squeezing shampoo into his cupped palm. I was counting his vertebrae when he suddenly turned around, allowing me the first unconcealed view of his front without a towel around his waist. Maybe it was due to the emaciation of his frail body or the contrast to his thin limbs, but maybe it was just plain huge: anyway, the man's cock looked monstrous to me. And I couldn't stop staring at it. Thank God he was busy shampooing his hair, lather all over his head, so he wasn't likely to catch me looking at this fat, uncut monster. At least that's what I thought. More probably he was all too aware of my eyes roaming over his skinny body, inevitably drawn back to his huge dick again and again. At least the cock itself seemed to feel my eyes on it - it started filling out, getting thicker by the second, the veins popping out even more, the foreskin pulled back halfway over the purple, arrow-shaped cockhead, the cock itself jerking slightly, swaying slowly from side to side. When I finally managed to tear my eyes away from this fascinating little show unfolding in front of me, I realized that I had been watched myself. The man's piercing stare seemed to be looking right through me. "Wanna touch it?", he whispered in a husky voice. Back then all I could think about was getting away, so I grabbed my towel and ran, almost slipping on the wet tiled floor. But later, safe behind the locked door of the room I had rented, I jerked off furiously, imagining what might have happened if I had just reached out and touched this impressive specimen of manhood...

Very nice idea, evilqueerpig! Like that a lot... But don't forget to tie him up before he gets gang-pozzed... "Methinks truly, bounden am I..."

Same here...^^

Hey rawemobttm, definitely will! I'm pretty sure I've told you before, but still: this is one of the best stories on BZ and I can't wait for more. Guess all your readers would love to finally see cute little Adam have his gaping boycunt knocked up by Jack's fat unmedicated 9 inch AIDS cock... please keep it cumming, your biggest little fan Felix

Great job, Bad Santa Bruno!!! And there goes another little faggot you helped to find his calling as a cheap, chemmed-up cum-dump boywhore... Congratulations on just another notch on your bedpost! Felix

So naughty...fuckin love it

Fantastic writing More please!!!

Agree. Just as good as yours...

He he, scant time, you might think. But sometimes 15 minutes are more than enough to turn a whole life upside down... Love the story so far, wanna see where this is going...

The mere thought of it makes my body shiver with excitement - sending them home to their girls loaded with your POZ cum, doomed to knock up the wife in more ways than one...

Very hot! Bitchboy got exactly what he deserved...

Made me think about those pornstar dildos, Chad Hunt, Jeff Stryker etc. Wonder if they're really as big in reality or if the casts of their cocks have to be scaled up before production in order to live up to the size promised on their movies' DVD covers... VANITAS VANITATUM ET OMNIA VANITAS...