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To paraphrase the great author Like Trish is hungry for black cum in this story, I'm fuckin starving for the next chapter.

I was infected on November 12, 2005 and tested positive on Good Friday, April 14, 2006. It was sometime in August 2006 I received a call late on Friday from a study nurse for the Merck vaccine trial I was in. He told me my CD 4 count was back under 300 and vl 56k, he thought I should be on antiretroviral therapy. My Dr appointment on September 14 confirmed that the numbers were going in the wrong direction and I walked out with my scripts for meds. It was less than a year and I was taking meds. I was disappointed and it took some reflection to accept it. So far, so good; the meds have not been a disappointment. No side effects I'm aware of and the virus tends to stay undetectable levels, or at least levels that used to be undetectable I've had results 40 - 60 every now and then, which my Dr says is not anything to worry about.

I've imagined having my way with a guy but only so far as he's interested in going. I'm uncomfortable asking someone to do something that I imagine they wouldn't want to do (so much fucking thinking). Taking that amount of control over someone else is daunting, I've pushed myself and done OK, it takes a lot out of me. I'm likely to second guess myself and often prefer to defer to others. (I've learned to at least acknowledge that any resentments should be directed inward and try to be kind with my tiresome brain/self). Despite all my issues this question is a treat. Rare and easy with no hesitation. A & B: Nope and no thanks.

At 19 1/2 I tapped my foot and got my first blow job. It was an OK BJ and a gentle intro to "tearoom trade". He was sweet, a year or two older than me. He explained we're both supposed to suck each other, but some guys don't (that's what I remember) . I couldn't help but dig this out. Steam 3 (3)

Bless you all for taking such an interest in why others make the choices they make. I struggle just trying to understand why I make the choices I make. Can you see where I'm going with this? A new topic might help. I don't understand the desire to ask "Why would someone want to get pozzed? No, I will not do that. I'm not starting that topic because there's no answer that will change way I think about that question. The way I'm supposed to rationalize and justify to others a desire that was complicated, confusing and personal to me at the time. I don't know that I could have truly answered the question meaningfully at the time. Back then, I would have earnestly tried to make you understand what I was thinking and feeling. That's a lot to ask of someone before they get to hear people discuss and analyze it. The cherry on top is the OP saying, "I still don't get it".

Your description of the k-hole was beautiful. Thank you for sharing.

Either or both are a treat.

I definitely prefer raw fucking. If a top wants to wear a condom I'll accept it. I will imagine/fantasize him taking it off, it has happened a time or two (very hot). I've had tops who easily overcame a layer of latex and some great fucks that ended with his load in a reservoir tip and I was fine with it. That said, I understand why someone bottoming would refuse a condom cock, and I've definitely felt dissatisfied when fucked more safely.

but I did and it was wonderful, made and laboriously edited a video, only to realize I couldn't post it. So these pics are meant to demonstrate my regard and thanks to you.

I could jerk my Tina dick all day to this. I don't want to cum until father and son are shotgunning that fuck smoke back and forth; begging to be bred & pozzed like their friends. Moaning in ecstasy as they give in to their deepest desires, knowing that from now on their lives and their fantasies will be in sync. The way they are supposed to be. You're doing a great job with this story man, thanks for sharing.

Me too, I'm so turned on right now.

That was a fuckin humdinger indeed. It's a treat to be reminded and think of what an awesome party that was. Lou Maletta provided me with the space and opportunity for some awesome sex. Thank you Lou! I didn't know you but, oh, I appreciate you

Thank you for this great story. I'm really enjoying it, you're doing a great job. Your storytelling skills are mad.

A great story and I look forward to seeing how it plays out. The father son relationship has me more uncertain about how exactly things will work out than usual.

As usual, this is not written by me, but it was archived by me; and I did a shit job of that. I guess this was written around 2000 and was posted in one of the pozzing Yahoo! groups that I valued so much. My thanks to the unknown to me author. I love this story and still jerk off to it, I'm sorry I didn't think to get your name. ---------------- so, yesterday being Monday and everything, I had a shitty time at work . . . busy as hell and I didn't even have time for lunch. but still, if a boy wants to look his best, he has to go to the gym regardless . . . so after work, as usual, I trekked my unfucked-for-the-weekend butt to the gym. it was crowded! everyone was trying to work off the Monday blahs. normally, I’d just go and wade through the madness, but I wasn't feeling particularly combative . . . so I just turned right around and went home. I ate a little snack and vegged out in front of the t.v. for a couple of hours. around 9 o'clock, I headed back to my gym, and the volume of people dropped considerably. in fact, it was nearly empty . . . just a few guys (some of them cute) working out. I ran through my routine in under 45 minutes. Incredible . . . I was feeling great, feeling pumped and sore, and, of course, feeling real horny . . . in the men's locker room, it was also almost empty. just a few guys who finished before me . . . showering, changing, etc. so, I took a quick rinse, and headed into the steam room. the steam room at my gym is pretty small . . . but it's tucked away at the very back of the locker room area. as soon as I opened the door, the steam hit, and I started to sweat. there were 3 other guys in there. from what I could tell at first, 2 middle-aged white guys, and 1 young Latin stud. it was pretty obvious that I’d interrupted something . . . hands were clasped over their crotches . . . and not doing a good job of hiding anything. I sat down next to one of the white guys, and got adjusted to the steam. the guy next to me must've been mid-30s with nice strong features: brown hair on his head and chest, nice pecs and arms. he had a bit of a gut and real skinny legs, but he was nice looking. the other white guy was about the same age . . . receding hair line, really nice smooth and tight body and a tit ring. the Latin stud was young . . . my age or so, and real hot: killer dark looks, ripped up abs and really kissable lips. a couple of minutes passed, and I just opened up my towel and brazenly ogled everyone. the Latin stud relaxed first, and started stroking almost immediately. very nice cock . . . about 6 inches or so . . . with a nice long foreskin that he pulled back and forth real sexy like. he leaned back, spread his legs and started pinching his tits. I followed suit. the other guys finally relaxed and joined in the j/o. the one next to me put his hand on my thigh and started massaging me. he leaned over and took my tit into his mouth and gave me a real nice tit-job. that got me all horny. the other white guy moved over to the Latin stud and they started kissing and jacking each other. my guy moved from my tit to my cock. I leaned back and started feeling real nice. I rubbed my sucker's back and chest, and reached down to play with his dick. it was a nice size, average. he got real into it. the Latin stud was soon sucking off his buddy's cock, which looked real thick. Latin boy's mouth was stretched tight, and the white guy was holding his head down. white guy #2 looked over at me when I raised my legs up and push my cocksucker toward my ass. soon, he had his tongue digging into my hole, and I was making kissy faces at whitey #2. Latin boy finally came up for air, and whitey #2 turned him around, and started to munch on his ass. Latin boy was moaning and writhing his ass back real bad. whitey #1 came up and gave me a sloppy funky-ass kiss and began to hump me. I pinched his tits real hard and he groaned into my mouth. eventually, since I moved my ass around trying, his cockhead caught onto my asshole, and he pushed into me. it felt real nice since my ass was slick with his spit and my sweat . . . he started fucking me real nice and slow. I looked over his should to find whitey #2 face-fucking Latin boy again. he watched me watching him. he got up and moved over to us, taking Latin boy with him. he pulled him off his cock, and shoved Latin boy's face into my whitey fucker's ass. I felt his cock jump and wiggle inside me when this happened. I was enjoying myself I heard the Latin boy say something. "c'mon. I’ll pull out," whitey #2 said. "no way. I play safe." "c'mon, it'll feel good." I think (cuz I couldn't see very well behind my fucker) that whitey #2 must've tried something, cuz Latin boy got nasty. "get the fuck offa me." and then Latin boy grabbed his towel and walked out. whitey #2 came over to me and I just smiled and open wide. his cock was nice and big, and really thick. fuck, my mouth hurt stretching wide to fit it inside of me. he started to pinch my tits touching me all over, saying shit like "suck it" and "fuck him raw." whitey #1 started slamming harder and harder. he'd only been fucking me for about 15 or 20 minutes, but he was cumming. I felt his cock pulse in my ass. he kept fucking, telling me how hot my ass was. he pulled out his cummy cock after a few minutes and moved aside. he mumbled thanks and left. whitey #2 moved between my legs and looked me hard in eyes as he slid his cock in. I just grabbed hold his tits and pulled him forward. he leaned over to kiss me as he started to push in. I was nice and slick so his cock moved right in, opening me up. it felt so hot to have a nice wide cock inside my ass. I was moaning and clenching and moving around and chanting "fuck me." we got a nice groove going, when the door to the steam room suddenly opened. we both froze and looked. it was Latin boy again. promptly, whitey #2 started to fuck again. Latin boy came over and watched, stroking his cock. he started rubbing my tits, and then tried to touch whitey. he pushed his hands away. Latin boy tried again, and again, whitey pushed him away. Latin boy turned his attention back to me, and I was loving it. I watched Latin boy and saw that he was hungry for some fun and attention. I pulled him down to me and started kissing him, and with a free hand, jerking him off. he responded nicely. slowly, adamantly, I kissed him harder, and started pulling his arm and body across me. pretty soon, I had him straddling me and rubbing his nice cock against mine. my hands roamed all over his body from his tits to his balls to his ass, kneading and spreading those nice cheeks. we kept kissing and he kept groaning and humping. whitey slowed down his fucking considerably as I did this. soon enough, I felt his cock exit my sore butt. Latin boy tensed up a bit, but I grabbed his head and shoved my tongue into him and twisted his tit. nothing but moaning and groaning. he gasped into my mouth when (I assume) whitey popped into him. I opened my eyes from our kiss and watched his pretty face grimace in pain. I guess he wasn't quite slick enough for whitey. then, our face bouncing began. whitey must've been slamming into him pretty hard because my lips are bruised from bumping into the Latin boy's pretty face. it was a bit of a struggle, but I wiggled my ass onto Latin boy's cock. the look of pleasure on his face was great. he slipped into my nice moist hole and started fucking himself into me and onto the big white cock. soon, white guy did some major fucking, pinning Latin boy against me, and thrusting hard. every time he thrust into Latin boy's ass, Latin boy's cock fucked me. I was in major heaven watching Latin boy lose his raw fucking cherry. soon, Latin boy was moaning heavy and then he nearly screamed out loud if I wasn't kissing him. he came into me, nice and long, shaking and quivering like it was his first orgasm. whitey just kept fucking like there was no tomorrow, not caring that Latin boy had cum. I pulled myself off Latin boy and got up and shoved my cock into his pretty face. he didn't complain much as we both fucked him. I leaned over and kissed white guy and twisted his nips. his fucking made Latin boy's sucking automatic. I leaned into white guy's ear and whispered, "yeah, fuck his ass man. drop your fucking hot load in there. give it to him, man. cum inside him. knock him up real good. c'mon, do it dude. poison him." white guy jack rabbited and dropped his load in about 10 strokes. he kept slamming and cumming and making the sexiest i'm-cumming face. I pulled out and jerked fast, and blew a nice heavy load all over Latin boy's face. I snatched his jaw, and opened his mouth to blow a few shots into him mouth, then shoved my cock in and finished off. l Latin boy swallowed some and I just smeared my cum all over his face. white guy pulled out and just left. I grabbed Latin boy and kissed him some more, but he seemed to want to leave, so I let him. I went out after a few minutes, and saw whitey getting dressed. he motioned me over to him. he asked me when I was gonna be at the gym again.

Please npte, there are 12 days of Christmas. so it could still happen.

Great job! I'm really enjoying this and your other story. My fav parts are when he imagines he's not going to smoke, I almost put a "hilarious" emoji. That's what I used to tell myself too, now I know better. I like how submissive he is to what the top wants, telling his unexpected spinner that he's his to use as he wishes. And the chem piss scene was great: perfectly set, piss running down and him trying to get a taste. And his (to my mind) amazing bottoming skills twisted both literally and chemically and still focused on the fantasy of rape and the turning the top on. (I'm long-winded as I just read them today). As a lover of smells I was put off by his rudeness to the first top. Not being into someone is perfectly natural and asking them to leave makes good sense. Giving them rude advice is being an asshole. It was clear that he wasn't into the guy so why add the dig about showering and wearing clean clothes? My hope is that he gets his comeuppance, but I imagine I'm an outlier in the cleanliness department. Despite my weirdness, it's in poor taste to tell him to shower and get clean clothes. It was clear that a shower and clean clothes weren't going to get that awkward top another chance. Not without this amazing bottom being TwisTed AF. I love your writing, I look forward to more when it's ready and appreciate you asking for feedback. cos (Yes, I've occasionally been described as weird, awkward and smelly not in a good way. I'm pretty good with it. )

I'm enjoying this story a lot; especially looking forward to park friend's reaction. Thanks for posting.

A perfect description because we all knew exactly who you were talking about. I read that and saw a still from The Other Side of Aspen 2. He's sitting at a glass topped table with a someone, his mouth open in amszement, looking through the table top at Douglas' huge cock hanging out the leg of his shorts.

I have asked plenty of guys to wear a condom. I haven't asked any to wear one in years, but when I was younger and AIDS was scarier I asked, and some did and the sex ranged from lousy to great. That said, I always wanted to be fucked raw and take poz loads. I'm proud of myself and the process that brought me here.

Great story! I really liked the switch in perspective from the usual, which views things from the predator's view and not the prey's. Thanks for posting

I'd love to see the father join the church, hell I just hope you write more when you can. This was very hot and I thank you for sharing.

it's great to read (well, half-way thru at least) one of your stories again. Thanks

You are definitely missing something. I won't bother telling you what because your post makes it clear that your beliefs and opinions are set and it wouldn't be worth it.

The same thing with me. I remember worrying that I broke something.