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I will get bored with sucking cock if the top is a sit-still, silent type.  I love a hard cock in my mouth but if the top isn't letting me know he likes it, I'd just as soon he shot his load now.  If someone is into it and letting me know, I can suck for hours.

I love taking cocks of any color, shape, and size, but BBC is my favorite.  I currently have two black bulls who bareback me on a fairly regular basis.  Unfortunately, they live several hours away and I live in one of the whitest counties in a mostly white state.

What do I love about BBC?  First is the size.  I've been told it's racist to believe that black men, on average, have cocks that are longer, thicker, and harder than white cocks, but it's certainly been my experience.  Second, black men (in my experience) tend to fuck harder and faster and last longer.  I've had many white guys shoot their loads in a minute or two but if the cock is black I know I can anticipate a long rough ride... just the way I like it best.  By the time I have a load of BBC cum dripping from my hole, I know I've been fucked and that I'll still be feeling it the next day.

I don't disagree with the experiences and advice that have been posted in this thread, but my own experience has been very different.  I take wine enemas frequently in large quantity.  When I first started I would take about 1/6 of a bottle of wine at a time (a refilled Fleet enema bottle) and increased the amounts gradually.  Now I take a full bottle of up to 12% wine in a single enema.  This is the same amount of alcohol found in five beers or five shots of 80-proof liquor.   Five drinks in a row is the definition of "binge drinking."

It gets me drunk, but not so fucked up that I can't function.  Bear in mind that I'm a big man, 6'5" and 280lbs, so my resistance is higher than that of most people.  It does get me drunk faster but I couldn't say that I get more drunk with an enema than with regular drinking.  I'm also far less likely to suffer a hangover the next day, although that could be because I usually take my wine as a part of a day of enema play, so I remain pretty well hydrated.

I remain aware of the dangers of alcohol enemas and I accept them, just as I accept the dangers in seeking out poz, unmedicated men for barebacking. 

I do not recommend beer for enemas for several reasons.  The yeast in beer can cause an intestinal yeast infection, since it has not been broken down by the stomach's digestive enzymes.  The carbonation in beer can cause severe, uncomfortable bloating and flatulence.

I found this interesting testimonial regarding alcohol enemas:  http://bearslairforum.com/enema/WineEnemas.html  I don't endorse any of the claims it makes but my own experiences have been very similar.  In particular I agree with the writer's recommendation that you start with very small amounts (too small, ideally, to even notice the effects) and to increase until you find your comfort level.  Be aware that everyone's metabolism is different and you could have a serious reaction to an amount that I wouldn't even notice.  For my own part, I'm planning to cut back to no more than two bottles of wine per month because of the effect it's been having on my blood sugar, from a controlled low of 125 up to, more recently, readings in the low 200s.

I live south of Wheeling.  I want to be pozzed. 

As soon as I see a condom I get turned off.  If there's no exchange of fluids, there's no sex.

I stopped in the adult theatre last night and went into a booth.  It was a minute later before there was someone in the next booth with his cock in the glory hole.  White and about 5" long, but I quickly sucked him hard and turned around, pressing my ass against the hole.  He didn't stretch me out but the thrusting still felt good, and he blew a load in about five minutes.  I didn't even get to pull up my pants before there was another guy, 6" but thick, and I felt a little stretching as he slid into me.  He also quickly blew a load.  I took off then, with two anonymous loads in my guts.

I usually like it hard and painful, but any load is satisfying and two in a row is great.

I love taking piss in either the mouth or the ass.  Sometimes it's as bitter as warm beer (sometimes it IS used beer) but more often it's salty, tangy, and delicious.

It's great in the ass too.  For fifty cents I got a long, flexible, and narrow-ended funnel that is perfect for a partner to get his piss deep inside me.

Thank you for making this feature available.  It's what I joined for.

The smell of the leather hood was strong.  Since I wasn't prepared for it, I quickly became dizzy.  Before I could come around, I found that leather cuffs had been strapped to my wrists.  There were hands on both of my arms, keeping me from breaking away, and another pair of hands was undoing my belt.  Just as my jeans were yanked down around my ankles, my shirt was torn roughly away from my body.  Now dressed in nothing but my jock strap, I was thrown forwards, landing roughly on a mattress.  They stretched my arms over my head and snapped the wrist bands to something.  I was face down, helpless, with my ass exposed, and one of my captors quickly thrust a rough finger inside my asshole.

I'm curious... are there any members who CAN access these groups?

Very good so far.  I can't wait to read more.

I'm 47 and feel the same way... bisexual with grown children; now it's my time to take a poz load and wish for a record case of fuck flu.  This story expresses exactly what I desire.

A great story... I loved the bathhouse days of the 90s.

I'm interested in knowing if there are any reliable statistics regarding the probability of being POZZED by a single act of anal sex, and in how much those chances are increased when the top ranges from undetectable to unmedicated.

My best asset is my mouth... I can deep-throat an 8" cock with no problem, and would like to try larger.

This is a fantastic story, and reminds me of the reasons that I first wanted to begin chasing the bug.  The evil in this story is shudderingly wonderful.

The trouble often is that the media is made up of people that are no smarter than the rest of the population.  They will misunderstand, miss details, and focus on single pieces of information just as easily as anyone else... but the common person, reading something in the paper or seeing it on the TV news, will assume that the information is factual. 

Does anyone have experience with using piss as a drink mix?  My partner and I have shared piss highballs made from one part vodka and two parts urine (still warm from the tap) mixed in a Collins glass.  Does anyone have any favorite cocktail recipes that use piss?

It's much easier to get in if you're part of a couple.  Single males are either forbidden, or greatly restricted in number and paying twice what a couple would pay.  (Single women, on the other hand, are usually admitted for $5 or less!)

I've been in and out of the swingers lifestyle for many years, and am a veteran of many clubs.  I hate to add, but must, that bi males are seldom welcome to express that interest, and that approaching another man could get you kicked out.

There WAS one club near Pittsburgh that had bi Thursdays, which were always well attended, and by many of the same couples who attended the Friday and Saturday parties.   But if you intend to try swinging in real life, make sure you understand the club's policy re bi men.

When I was 20, back in the 80s, a wealthy gay man offered to make me his sex slave but live in luxury, if I would let him infect me with AIDS.

We didn't call it HIV back then, and it was a death sentence at the time. I turned him down... not without spending a lot of time talking to him, though! And, as I began to regret that decision over the years, I found it wasn't the life of luxury that I missed, but the chance to be intentionally infected.

Twenty-five years later, I found myself about to enter a bathhouse for the first time since I'd been young. I was nervous; I no longer had the hard body of my youth, my hair was much thinner, and I'd developed a gut somewhere down the line. But it was my birthday, and for the first time in years I had no obligations, no relationship, no one depending on me. And I had promised myself the chance to get infected.

I was embarassed when I saw the young, hard bodies behind the desk... Why would anyone be interested in me when there was meat like this around?

I got my key and my towel and stripped down.

At first I couldn't get anyone to notice me, or of the couple who barely did, one laughed. I felt humiliated, but I was determined.

This club had a gloryhole wall where the men using the holes stood on a platform, and the men sucking could stand up straight. I stood on the lower level until a cock appeared in front of me. I went down on it and it got super hard, about 8 inches long and slender. He was shaved, and there was a tattoo that I couldn't make out. I've always been good at giving head. I can easily overcome my gag reflex, and I can deepthroat almost any cock to the balls. I did this with him for a while.

Before he shot his load, I asked: "Do you want to cum in my ass?"

There was a moment's hesitation, and the cock disappeared. I began to feel like I had blown it, when the man stepped in front of me.

To my surprise, he was my age, but in much better shape. "How do you want it?' he asked, matter-of-factly.

"Bareback," I barely managed to say.

He just nodded and motioned for me to follow him. He led me to a private room and told me to get on the bed. He told me to suck him some more, and to use plenty of saliva, because that's all the lube he was going to use. As I sucked on it, I noticed with a thrill of excitement that his tattoo said "Toxic Cock!"

He noticed the way I looked at it. "You don't have it yet, do you?" he asked. I could only shake my head.

"Do you want it?"

I nodded quickly. "Yes," I said.

He laughed. "You expect me to give it to you tonight?"

"Please!"

"It doesn't work that way," he said. "I'm medicated, and my cum probably doesn't have enough virus in it to infect you, no matter how hard I fuck you."

My disappointment must have been obvious, because he laughed. "I could go off my meds," he said, "And develop a high-viral load. But why should I do that for you?"

I swallowed. "I'll do anything for it," I said.

He looked at me with interest. "I want you to make it worth my while," he said. "Come live with me, and do anything I tell you. The day you arrive, I'll go off my meds. And if you're still there in two weeks, I could have enough virus to infect you."

With that he turned me the way he wanted me and rammed his cock into me. He didn't infect me that day, but I felt wonderfully sore for a couple days after.

It took me a month to get away. I quit my job and collected the deposit on my apartment. These had been his conditions: That I have nothing left to return to. I had complied without even knowing what kind of home I would be going to.

It wasn't the luxurious estate that I'd been offered in the 80s. It was a working farm, and I found myself used not only sexually but for labor. He would work me until I was ready to drop, and then he would fuck me. As he promised, he quit taking his meds during this time.

He didn't simply fuck me. He reamed out my ass with a bottle brush every day so the virus could more easily enter the bloodstream. It hurt when he fucked me, every time.

It's now a month that I've been here, and I'm sick as hell. It's August, so it seems a strange month for the flu... except, of course, what I have isn't the flu. The day I woke up with a fever, throwing up, and aching all over, he told me I'd been pozzed. I've decided to continue to live with him and serve him. We've agreed that, while he will return to his meds, I will never take them. I am not living in idle luxury as per my old fantasy, but I'm nevertheless content with the life, and eventual death, I've chosen.

A question for the poz members out there:  Do you medicate?  If not, why not?  And of those who do not medicate, how many were chasers?

The gift that keeps on giving!

I'm looking forward to it.  Making contact with gifters is the main reason I joined this site, and chem-friendly has a lot of appeal too.

In the meantime I'm enjoying the other offerings here.  Thanks for everything!

I'm willing to travel to the Pittsburgh/Youngstown area in order to get pozzed.  I'm a chubby 47yo so not what the studs want to fuck at Club Pitt, but I'll submit to a lot more in order to make this happen!