BarebackFan

I had two of my friend's cocks in my mouth when I was in 5th grade ... in the school boy's restroom. Didn't suck them to completion obviously, but it was enough to trigger my interest in having a cock in my mouth.

Was at a sex club in LA (east of Sta Monica & Vermont) and had to piss. A guy was sitting on a toilet, so I stood at one of the urinals. The guy said he would drink my piss, so I thought, "Why not?" He took my cock in his mouth, and of course, I was rock hard. He was patient enough to let me stay in his mouth while I softened up. Eventually I was able to work my piss down and piss in his mouth. He closed his lips around my cock and I got boned up again. Eventually I was able to learn how to piss with a hard on. I quickly realized how fucking erotic it was to piss in a guy's mouth ... felt like an extended orgasm. It wasn't long after my first time that I questioned if drinking from the tap was as enjoyable as feeding my piss in a guy's mouth. Eventually I started going to the LA Waterpolo piss parties.

The world has changed over the years. There's a ton of gay/lesbian officers in large cities these days. Local city councils are in a position to focus law enforcement attention away from patrolling parks. Get involved with city government and divert police resources away from cruising and towards other crimes.

Midtowne is Downtown LA - 615 Kohler St. down by Skid Row.

After Shawn shared his toxic load, Rik left the PEP pills on the bedstand - the three that were soaked in Rik’s cum and the other three. Rik got cleaned up, and then the Brad and Justin tended to adult responsibilities around the apartment … there was stuff that had to get done, so they did it. When it was bedtime and the three studs were climbing in bed, Justin noticed the PEP pills were still on the bedstand. “Rik, don’t forget to take your meds. Your PEP window is closing fast.” Brad said, “You’re not going to take them, are you?” Rik pulled them close and said, “It doesn’t make sense for me to fight something I really want. I want your infection more than anything on this earth. Brad, please stop your meds, like Justin did. Both you guys can let your viral load climb to toxic levels. I want to seroconvert from your poz cum. Will you guys do that for me?” Brad looked at Rik and said, “I’ve secretly always wanted to poz you. From the moment we got together, I wanted to share my DNA with you and convert you. I only took meds to be undetectable because you were neg. I didn’t think you would be ok with me getting a biohazard tattoo, and that’s only reason why I don’t.” Justin said, “Brad’s no lying. He told me many times after our support group meeting that he fantasized all the time about sharing his infection with you, but didn’t want to lose you.” Rik said, “It’s settled then. If Shawn’s load converts me, that’s fine. But I want you guys to breed me as much as you can until I do convert. I want your disease.” Brad’s cock was rock hard hearing this from his boyfriend. He said, “Then we have work to get done. Get on your back and let me in.” While Brad was working his cock inside Rik’s battered hole, Justin was lying alongside the boys, making out with Rik. Justin tweaked Rik’s nips and said, “Once you convert you need to get your nipples pierced. Deal?” Rik could just nod his head in agreement. Justin continued, “You need a tattoo as well to celebrate your big decision too.” Brad said, “He has to earn his biohazard, let’s not jump the gun.” Justin said, “Rik is such a fucking pervert, he got off when we wrote “Neg4Poz” “Cum Slut” and “Poz Me” in magic marker on his back. My vote is he gets a tattoo on his back saying “Poz Loads” and then have an arrow point down to his asshole.” Brad said, “Fuck … you’re going to make me cum!” Rik said, “Come on, stud. Breed your poz cum into me!” It was then that Brad shot the first poz load into his boyfriend that was meant to actually transmit his virus. As his load boiled in his nuts and started to inject Rik, there was no feeling of concern about Rik’s future. The goal of this orgasm was to spread his disease to his boyfriend. He thrust his hips against Rik’s hole like never before. He was fucking him with new purpose. Justin shared that same purpose, and he was next to fuck Rik that night. Seroconversion couldn’t come fast enough for these three boyfriends.

"The Conversion Club" almost wrote itself at the beginning. I had a hint of an idea and just went with it. The characters just resonated with me, for some reason. I missed the characters when I was done writing it. "Marked by My Poz Boyfriend" was more work. I'm grateful for a pervy site like this.

I did the 23&Me DNA test, then downloaded my genome report. I then downloaded Promethease, which will let you sift through the results and see if you have the CCR5 or CD195 protein.

At the Meat Rack in Los Angeles in the '80's, took a break from sucking guys and went into the restroom to piss. There was a black guy sitting on the toilet, so I turned around. He asked "Do you need to piss?" I said yes. He said, "I'll drink it." I had never really thought about it, but I needed to piss ... so he grabbed my cock and slid it inside his mouth. It took some concentration to focus on pissing and fight my hard-on, but in time I was able to piss inside his mouth. He drank it up and I learned how fucking hot piss play is. It wasn't long before I wanted to experience drinking piss and giving that pleasure to another guy.

Back in the late 80's and early 90's I used to go to a LA fuck-and-suck called Basic Plumbing. I used to look for lipodystrophy/wasted asses to fuck. Back there were a lot of flat asses begging to be bred. That's what probably started my interest in fucking poz hole. Not many veiny/wasted studs around any more.

I saw this Twitter thread last night after I saw this thread. I wasn't aware of body hair shaming ... which is really fucked up.

Hairy guys like this make me weak in the knees. (But I'm not that hairy.) I had a hairy Italian lover and he hated his fur. In the end ... we like what we like.

I was on PrEP, and my history of kidney stones was never a concern for my doc. However, I did contract pancreatitis when I was on PrEP which put me in the hospital for 13 days. My doc said Truvada could have contributed to the pancreatitis and he took me off it. He has a huge HIV/Infectious Disease practice and is a huge supporter of Truvada, so it's not a gay sex phobia. I told him I only bareback and he said "I don't care, you can't go back on PrEP." (My adherance to it wasn't the best anyway...) To your question ... I accept the risks. I think taking PrEP is the gateway drug to taking poz loads ... but that's just me.

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