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Thanks guys. My sweet fantasy :-)

not today, but go there tuesdays quite often

Have done it a couple of times and enjoyed it. Liked the aspect of sharing sounds with the other guy, i.e. he had them in his cock then put them in mine

I've also been doing this for years. It's kind of compulsive. I either eat the cum out of them or empty them up my hole. Turns me on. Sometimes I will have seen who the guy is and if he is very attractive that can add to it, but sometimes just pick up all and any. Also eat the cum around glory holes.

epididymo-orchitis. not pleasant.

Have done it with cubes of cum saved up over ages with a friend. in both our holes (melts to make great lube) and also passing them from mouth to mouth kissing is very horny. Fucking into half-melted cum cubes is very nice too.

would love to read more of this really hot story

problem in the UK is that now the Proud study quotas are full they will not prescribe PreP for any others until they take on a new cohort, maybe in the New Year. I know cos I asked at Dean Street last week and was told to keep watching the site for news of more volunteers needed.

Wonder what that tattoo was on his back

Thanks for sharing your experience. I have gone through periods of taking anything that chums (raw) and periods of worrying, periods of active chasing and periods of just not chasing but feeling it's inevitable. In my heart of hearts I still long for that position you are in now, where it's behind you and you are ok with it and enjoying your status. Thanks mate.

How are you coping with it Sites? Was it tough converting and getting used to it mentally? Not on meds?

The Underground Location at Central Station pub in King's Cross shows bb videos and there is plenty of raw sex there

If you use any antiseptic product at all use most piercers recommend you use one containing benzalkonium chloride - it is mild on the skin and doesn't sting even on a new piercing. Salt water is fine though, and as stated above, make sure you pee plenty.

I am also a biker and have had a PA for 10 years or more. Having it done is fine - very short moment of pain and a couple of days of bleeding for me. Healed very quickly and was told they always do because of the sterile piss, as mentioned above. Wank or have sex as soon as you feel you must. Funny story on this: I was so horned by the guy who pierced mine (he had really sexy inked sleeves and was really hot) that I got an erection that would not subside after he'd pierced me. his was making me bleed and he told me I'd have to sank to make it go away. I gladly did as he watched (I was wishing he would join in). So I had my first sank within minutes of being pierced!. Biking is no problem at all right from the start - I rode my bike when I left the shop. My PA stretched itself and I found I could soon fit larger things in there. I never really got on with rings and have always had bent bars (I find they are best if they have big balls on the ends otherwise they can disappear into your pisshole easily and that can get uncomfortable when fucking a guy). I certainly don't wear none all the time - I wear it less often than I don't and have had no trouble ever putting it in again after a break - just persevere if it gets a bit tight. Once it's in there's no discomfort even if it hurt putting it in if the hole had shrunk. If you don't wear it you have to be careful when you piss - it can come out both holes and easily goes down your trousers if you are not careful! Go for it and have fun with it. If you don't like it you can always take it out. If the hole is stretched it's unlikely to heal over but I have never had a guy mention that he'd noticed the hole if I wasn't wearing it.

They have a poz night once a month at The Locker Room in Kennington. Haven't been myself, but have spoken to some guys who have been and say it's ok.

Went to a club last night. Quiet for a while then saw a wasted guy in a leather harness with a bio tatt above his arsecrack. Followed him into a room and we started making out. I told hime i loved his taft and he asked if i knew what it meant (lol) and told me he was full-blown. He wanted fucking so i fucked his hole which was already sloppy. He said he'd just been fucked by a pos black guy in the slings. Turned me on so much I blew one of those massive loads in him, the sort where you feel your cock is like a hose and it just keeps pouring out continuously (only happens when I am real really horned). He then crouched over my face and squeezed the loads out of his hole into my mouth and we snowballed with it. So horny. He then turned me over and slipped his cock into my hungry hole (I am, or was, neg). We were still kissing with the taste of his cumloads in our mouths and he came quite fast and a good big load. He was very turned on at the thought of pozzing me. He then suggested we went to the sling room and I got in the sling and he went to find his black mate. The black guy had a truly huge foreskin that made me so turned on. I licked cum and arse juice off his shaft and balls and tasted the heady mixture under his foreskin but wanted it fucked into me. He was happy to oblige, though he fingered me really roughly and scraped my insides when the aids guy told him i was neg and had taken his load. He then gave me an amazing ride in the sling while the aids guy fed me his cock. I blasted another load of cum from the pressure on my prostate and the aids guy lapped it up and snogged me with it. Eventually the black guy said he was close and made me beg for his pos load, which i did very convincingly and he pumped a big one roughly and deep into my gut. He then licked out my hole and spat cum into my mouth. I felt well and truly used by then. I went to change and go home. When I got back to my flat my white briefs were stained with pink-tinged cum and i have been fingering my dummy hole since i woke up this morning and licking my fingers. Fantastic night and guess i ought to be poz after that. Bit scared but have a hard cock just thinking about it.

Tuesday I hooked up with a dominant guy I had met once before. Slightly older than me, poz (says he's on meds), intensely skinny, gorgeous long uncut cock, not too fat, but a perfect shape. So Tuesday he orders me to strip then he sets about my hole: slapping, ramming his fingers in me roughly, tearing me a bit. Then he makes me rim his musky hole for ages, feeding me poppers. This gets him really horned and he starts alternating between forcing his cock into me roughly and fucking me, getting me to clean off his cock and suck it, and rim his arse. In between he feeds me more poppers and slaps my arse hard then teases me gently with his cocked before fucking me deep. Makes me so fucking horny and I need him to fuck me so bad. Eventually after going round this cycle a few times I am on my knees on the edge of the bed and he climbs on top and fucks m deep and hard. The feeling on my prostate (which his big cock goes way beyond) is just heaven even though he's fucking me rough. then he chums and soothes my hole with his spunk. When he pulls out I clean off his cock. He makes me cum over his hole and lick it all clean, which I gladly do. As we are lying there in post-coital pleasure and I am stroking him and sucking his leaking cock he asks if I am ok. I respond that he has torn me up a bit but that I enjoy it rough and like rape scenes. Thinking no more about it I leave him. Next evening he is online again and I message him. He tells me to come over, which I do willingly. He is even more dom that before and my hole is still torn and sore from the previous night's fucking. He strips me, feeds me poppers agin and gets me to rim his musky hole again. Then he gets me kneeling on the bed holding my hole open. He finger-fucks it roughly again so it's bleeding then he starts slapping my hole really hard. I have never felt anything like it. He's calling me dirty cunt and a filthy pig while hitting my torn arse and wrecking it more. He then spits on it once and shoves his huge cock in me. I thought I was going to die. The pain was so intense. He get a couple of inches in with those first dry thrusts then he said he was gonna dry fuck me and I was gonna get my hole raped. I took loads more poppers and he continued slapping my arse and ordering me to force myself back onto his dry cock. My hole spasmed round his cock, trying to eject it as it was causing me so much pain, but he just fucked it in harder. Eventually I managed to force my hole back onto him so he was fully inside me and way through my second sphincter. Thankfully I then started to feel really good. His cock was filling me completely and he started to fuck me slowly at first then harder and rougher. I think the only things providing any lube was the one gob of spit from the beginning and blood from my wrecked hole. He continued talking really dirty and hitting my arse. Eventually my legs give way and he's on top of me with his cock buried deep in me, fucking me senseless. He makes me beg for his poz load, which I do. The weight of his cock on my prostate has forced out a big pool of cum on the bed under my cock which is swimming in it. He starts breathing heavy and I feel his cock swell even more inside me and he unloads deep in my guts. I feel his cock throbbing out the pulses of cum and I feel that delicious warm sensation inside. I reach round behind him and clasp his buttocks to me, keeping his cock lodged in me as he tenderly kisses my neck. We lay like that a while and eventually he pulls his cock out, covered in blood and cum. I clean it off and we collapse onto the bed. I can't wait till the next time, but my hole needs a bit of recovery time first, I think.

I like to ride my motorbike with a butt plug in. The vibration from the bike is transferred through the plug onto the prostate and it is amazing. Especially enjoyable if my butt is loaded with cum first :@)

I have exactly the same reaction - find guys with a biohaz tatt completely irresistable - in a club or sauna i always try to get them to play with me

hi. if you're worried, which you sound like you are, best thing to do is take yourself to the clinic and they will talk you through the risks of what you have done and advise as to whether you ought to have PEP. good luck.

Yeah, i have had the same experience with a couple of guys, both bi guys. I think they are under the misapprehension that they are at less risk if they don't cum, which is a bit mad as cumming and then withdrawing straight away might be safer for the top than withdrawing without cumming in my opinion.

I'm honoured that you were impressed. Let me know anytime you are in London (I am there weekdays mainly) - love to play.

Glad you liked it and that it had the desired effect :-)

The other guys took it in turns to fuck me and load me with their own toxic cum, more of Tom's strain as he had made them all. All the while Tom was at my head encouraging me to take it like a man, kissing me, playing with my nipples to distract me from the pain when a new guy entered me the first time. Each time one reached the point of orgasm I felt that relief of warming balm being poured onto my internal wounds. I was calm now and accepting. I knew I would never be the same again and that my life had changed once Tom had entered me. When the five others had loaded me Tom moved to the end again and, without speaking, enter me again. This time our eyes were inseparable as he fucked me. Once again I was caught up in desire for him and suddenly the thought of him and his group pozzing me seemed so perfect and right. Tom was gentler this time and he played my nipples as he fucked me deep and sensuously. The other guys faded into the background. Minutes passed in sublime distraction as Tom's cock moved inside me in a wet mixture of my blood and the toxic cum of six men. I could feel my own orgasm building once more and Tom responded to this and his intensity built. My cock erupted with another big load and that was enough to send Tom over the edge - I felt his beautiful cock pulsing in me and I realised that this was what I had wanted since that first encounter in the pub toilet. Tom's pulsing subsided and he sank onto me and we kissed for a long time. He felched my overflowing hole and kissed me more with the mixed juices. Eventually Tom stood. He took something that looked like a sort of collar out of one of the drawers and fixed it around my neck snugly. 'This will allow me to keep an eye on you', he said. The other guys helped me dress and they all kissed me individually and tenderly. Then one of them drove me home while another rode my bike home for me. I fell into bed as I was, completely exhausted. The next few days I had swings of feeling completely panic-stricken that I had been fucked by toxic poz guys interspersed with feelings of emptiness and desire for Tom. Tom had insisted that I didn't go to the bike meet till he had seen me again, but said that might not be for some weeks, but I'd know when the time was right. I had no idea what he meant, but I knew it had something to do with the collar I was wearing. It had some sort of electronic device and there was a small green LED. I carried on with life as normally as I could, though sleep was hard. I wanted to see Tom and then I'd think what a fool I had been and I felt an idiot. Seventeen days after I'd seen Tom last I woke feeling particularly groggy. My throat was sore and I felt hot. My bed was wet from sweating in the night. When I passed a mirror I saw the greed LED on my collar was showing amber - 'what the fuck!' I thought. Throughout the day I deteriorated and began to realise I was probably embarking on seroconversion. That night was bad, major sweats and aching all over. I struggled to get any sleep at all, but eventually fell to sleep as the sun was rising. Shortly after, I woke to find I was not alone. Tom was standing over me. I was struggling to make any sense and he said 'Don't worry Greg, I'm taking you from here'. Three of the other guys were with Tom and together they got me out of the flat and into a van. I was barely conscious when they took me out the other side and I recognised the stableyard. They took me to a room off the barn and laid me on a bed. Tom removed my collar and I could see that the LED was now red - it had been radio-transmitting my body temperature and pulse rate to him. Tom told me he was a trained paramedic and he inserted a canula in my arm and attached a drip. I had a peculiar cold feeling followed by a deep warmth running through my veins as the flow started. Tom pushed my hair off my face and said 'Don't worry now Greg, I'm going to make you comfortable'. I drifted into a deep sleep, only knowing later that the drip contained saline to keep me hydrated and diamorphine to sedate me and help with the pain.. I drifted in and out of conscious thought, but every time I woke Tom was there and I could see his eyes. I had no idea of passing time until I suddenly awake in intense pain, not knowing what was happening to me. I was strapped to the bed and one of the guys, Chris, was working on me. He was tattooing my abdomen and then my cock in the exact design that the other group members had. Somehow I drifted off again until I was awoken by Chris's next attention to me: he had done the 10 bar piercings to make the ladder on the underside of my cock and he was piercing my glans to put in the ampallang. I had never felt pain like it even through the diamorphine. Unbelievably, my cock was hard as rock and this worried Chris as it was bleeding from the new piercings. Chris told me I would have to cum to lose the erection so the bleeding would stop. He gently massaged my cock and balls and then sweetly began to suck my cock. I was so aroused that I quickly flooded his mouth with my sperm. Tom had walked in as this was going on and he kissed Chris to received my cum in his mouth then he bent down to me and kissed me, sharing my load with me. 'That's your first toxic load', he said. 'And now you're a proper member of our group'. Over the next couple of days the amount of drug they were administering was reduced and I became more aware and was starting to fell less unwell. I was aware that Tom was sleeping with me at night, cradling me in his warm arms and I lay there feeling weak and helpless. The following morning I awoke to feel Tom's erect cock under my balls from behind. Unbeknown to me, he had removed the canula and drip in the night, judging that I no longer needed it. Tom kissed and nuzzled the back of my neck and I could feel the tension in his hot cock between my legs. He whispered 'Are you ready for me again?' and I replied simply 'I want you now'. Tom dived under the sheet and tenderly rimmed my hole, making it good and wet. He turned me onto my front and held me from behind as he slid the warmth of his cock inside me. No sharp piercing ends this time, just normal balls, but his cock entering me felt so completely right and I melted into his embrace. He fucked me in near silence, just our involuntary sounds escaping every so often. My hole clenched longingly against his thrusting cock and my whole being was willing him towards orgasm and that union achieved by receiving his essence inside me. He lit me hard on teh back of the neck, increasing my passion and desire. The tension built and built and he was clutching me tight under my arms and up my shoulders when his orgasm tore through his body and pierced my soul. I came spontaneously as he thrust into me. It was so good to feel him cumming in me again - it had been too long and I had missed his presence inside me so much. With his cock still hard inside me and his demon seed inside me once again he whispered tenderly 'you have experienced your first death now through your seroconversion. You have become mine and I love you. Your ultimate death will also be in my arms at a time of my choosing.' I was completely overwhelmed with feelings of intense love.