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  1. Our first trip to NYC. We'd pretty much done everything! Every day we'd walked at least 10 miles, taken in a few shows and lots of bars. It had been such a perfect trip. Today was the last full day, with the plan being breakfast in the hotel then The Highline, lunch with a few drinks then see where the afternoon takes us.

    I'm John and my boyfriend is Dale. We've been together for almost 7 years. Life is stressful but it's great to spend these moments together. That morning we were about to head to breakfast but Dale wasn't feeling well. Typically he was complaining of feeling hot, run down and achy. I brought him up some breakfast from the buffet and reluctantly agreed to head out for the day without him.

    The Highline was beautiful! Great views, lovely nature and the stories of gay cruising I had no idea about!! I was disappointed that Dale missed out on it so instead of getting a late lunch I decided to head back to the hotel to see how he was doing. 

    What was strange as I got out of the elevator and turned on to our corridor I could swear a guy was leaving our room! Feeling mistaken I headed forward and clicked my keycard. When I opened the door i was shocked. Dale was laid face down on the bed in just a jockstrap, the curtains were closed so only a crack of light illuminated the room. 

    He was snoring loudly! Getting closer and feeling anxious the next thing I noticed was marker pen on his ass. On the left cheek was "Loads IIIII I" Then on the right cheek was "POZ IIII" 

    I felt sick to my stomach. Had he really cried off on our last day to be a slut?? Our sex life was healthy but I had no idea he'd bottom for random guys... especially POZ guys!!

    Just then I became aware of a noise from our bathroom. The lightswitch clicked and an older guy, mid 50s, stepped out 

    "That's one hot ass man. Hope you enjoy fucking my load in to him. Enjoy bud!", as he handed me his towel and walked out of our room.

    I felt sick to the core. He'd promised me his promiscuous days were over. Spending the day getting fucked by guys... and POZ guys too was just something I couldn't cope with.

    Dale was still snoring. I just packed up my stuff and headed to the airport. I've not heard from him since and doubt I ever will.

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  2. 1 hour ago, toolman1966 said:

    Being on PrEP for several years, I've taken loads from guys with biohazard & scorpion tattoos.  In the early 2000's before meds, taken one but didn't see the biohazard on his shoulder.  In the middle of all the action, he took his shirt off.  We finished up with my legs on his shoulders with him deep in me.  It may have been the 1st time I heard " I never pull out!".  Never forget seeing it afterwards as he was dressing in my hotel room.  

    Mmmmm that's so hot

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  3. Got fucked last weekend at Manchester pride by a hot older black guy. Went to his place and immediately sunk to my knees to work on his thick dick. Within minutes he was eating out my ass then pounding me hard and deeply! The whole thing didn't last more than 20 mins but was so intense. The best thing was getting a taxi back ti where my friends were knowing his POZ load was still deep inside my neg ass.

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  4. Looking back some five years ago, I was such an idiot back then!  Not because I lost my neg status one night, but that I didn't get in to horny and wild raw sex at a much earlier age.  You see, as of age 26, I was a a classic time wasting guy.  I'd hang out with my straight friends, come home, turn on the laptop and chat to some hot guys. I'd lead them on with talk about using my tight hole and sucking them dry.  This would last for hours, then I'd shoot my load, and flick the power off without even so much of a goodbye.  I had cum, so I was done.  Of course I would hook up with guys, but these were guys I picked up in bars, clubs or out and about. I was lucky, I have dirty blonde hair a defined body due to my love of sports and an ass that fills a pairs of jeans very nicely. 

     

    I started chatting to a 56 year old guy on BBRT. He was older but hot - sort of perfect looking in a really non-perfect way. He was too young to be a daddy, too old to be a jock, a muscular rugby type with definition but not gym-obsessed, sporting a healthy amount of chest hair with a few tattoos scattered about. My dick got instantly hard when I first saw his pics:  his cock was thick, eight inches, and  8" dick, negative and he described himself as 'somewhat kinky'. In addition, he lived some 45 minute from me, which meant I was close enough to stimulate some interest, but far enough away to discourage an immediate offer of a hook-up.

     

    In short, I could put off meeting until I got my rocks off. I did my usual "hey, great profile, wanna chat?"

     

    Within minutes his first reply came through "Hell yeah! You've got an ass I could eat for hours".

     

    I was in a very horny mood that night and gave him my Skype ID so we could cam together. His body and cock were beautiful, and we jacked off together on cam, our conversation getting dirtier and dirtier. He kept telling me how he wanted to bend me over and fuck me. I kept willing him on, teasing him by playing with my hole, telling him how much I wanted him. He ended up shooting a HUGE load over his furry chest and within second my hands were covered in my own cum. We said bye and logged off. I showered and slept but woke next day with a raging hard on that could only be satisfied by jacking off to the memory of the hot cam session from the night before.

     

    We kept in touch and had a few more session, each of which got nastier and nastier until bareback sex was the major thrust of our conversation.  I encouraged him by telling me how I love being fucked and how I want to take anonymous cum and have a top guy use me. This turned him on a huge amount!  I was a pro at cyber sex and knew how to work a guy's buttons. Once again he spurted a HUGE load whilst moaning how he wanted to fill my raw hole with his cum. Unusually after this session we stayed online and started chatted about life, hook-ups, boyfriends, turns ons, etc. We must have chatted for over an hour with the time passing by.

     

    Two days later I was in a bar and my pocket vibrated.  I found this Skype message: "Hey bud, u free and online?"

     

    I replied "Sorry, m8.  Out drinking tonight"

     

    I didn't think anything of it until I was headed home, having had a bit too much to drink, and my dick stirring in my pants.  Checking my phone, I found this message:  "Hey bud, I really need to shoot my load... and i dont mean on cam. Lets fuck for real."

     

    Without even thinking I replied "Yeah that's long overdue.  Come and fill my tight hole". This went on for another 15 minutes or so until, without giving the matter proper consideration, I sent him my address and told him to head over. After all, what was the problem?  I was really horny, I really wanted to hook up, he seemed a decent guy, was clearly horny himself, and so we would satisfy each other's needs - at least for the night.

     

    He arrived just after 1:00 AM.  I had already stripped to my boxers, and he did likewise.  The outline of his hard cock clearly visible. "Hey bud, lets make his horny and like we spoke about" he said, pulling a blindfold from the pocket of his jeans.

     

    I nodded and obliged, without being able to see anything I sucked his dick and it was the most amazing experience ever. Using my hands, tongue and mouth to explore him. My cock was twitching and dripping precum without even touching myself.  His hard uncut dick tasted great, and, as he gently pushed the back of my head, I sucked his cock deeper and deeper into my throat.

     

    After a few minutes he then turned me over and rimmed my hole very deeply.  In fact his tongue action was blowing my mind.  I wanted him to fuck me so much, so I was not surprised when I felt his hard head pushing against my hole.  Still I was in command of myself enough to stop him, saying "Sorry man, but I only fuck safe.  Can you rubber up there are some on the side?"

     

    "Huh?? But we met on a bareback site and talked about me fucking you raw and I'm neg and 100% clean."

     

    "Erm.. yeah.. well I was just kinda horny and said that. Let's fuck rubbered up and may be next time we can go bare.  Once I know you better".

     

    Still blindfolded, I could hear him grab a packet from the side table, and rip it open. I reached behind me to feel the condom on his cock.  I lubed myself up again and felt him slide inside. His dick was a lot thicker than I realized (or my hole was tighter!)  In any event it felt great!  It was the perfect balance of pleasure and pain. He continued fucking me for about 20 minutes, fast, slow, sometimes pulling out, sometimes balls-deep in my ass.

     

    Occasionally I'd reach round, seemingly to guide his dick, but in reality to check he was still wearing the rubber.  Each time he told me to breathe, relax and enjoy!  I was getting closer and closer but more importantly my arse was getting sore so I couldn't last much longer.

     

    "Need a minute?" he asked, pulling out and stopping for a minute.

     

    "Nah, I'm good man, but I can't hold off much longer"

     

    He just chuckled and slid straight back in to my arse. After another couple of minutes of fucking I could feel his dick shudder. He screamed "Fuck yeah man, take my hot load". That did it for me and I blew my own load straight away. Still horny he turned me around and got me to suck his dick clean. Only then did I realize he wasn't wearing a rubber.  

     

    "Hey man, what did you do with the rubber?"

     

    "Oh, I got rid of that before loading you."

     

    I stopped sucking and removed the blindfold.  The first thing I saw was a tattoo of a scorpion just above his dick. It was tiny, sitting at the very base of his still hard dick. "Oh by the way kid, I guess we're both not honest with guys - I've got a POZ sting in my tail."

     

    With that he grabbed his clothing and left.

     

    I didnt know what to do. My mind was all over the place. Was he lying, will I convert, what had I done?? So I did the only thing I could do in that situation.... I started jacking, fingering my hole and shot a massive load with the knowledge that I had a huge thick POZ load deep inside of me..... ;-)

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