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If you're interested we might set up our common story. I would write the prologue setting the initial scene – and all of you would be invited to send me at least the outline for the next chapter per direct message. As soon as I got a nice chapter I would add it to our story... taking turns... Just let me know if you're interested to contribute.

Chapter 5 Back at the room. Round three’s coming. Excitement. Heat. He kisses me. “Poz Dad.” “Poz Boy.” He pulls off my shirt. I take off his pants. I suck him. Taste him. Some of that last poz load still on him. Hot. I strip completely this time. Naked. No jock. No socks. No bracelet. He pushes me onto the mattress. I lie on my back. He slides in easily. “Poz Boy.” “Poz Dad, give it to me again.” Eye contact. He fucks. Slow. Deep. My hole’s open. His boy—me—is wide open. Florian fucks longer this time. Deep strokes. Slow strokes. Intense skin contact. Kissing. He suddenly drives his cock powerful into my pozzed asshole. Four times. Really hard fucking now. I'm screaming. Florian cums. Proud. One more time. His poz cum in my hole. He: “You’re a poz cumdump now. You’re mine, poz boy.” Me: “Yes, Dad. From now on, I’m your cumdump. Do it. Make it real. Forever.” He: “From now on, you're everybody's poz cumdump.” Me: “Yes. Finally.” I stroke myself. He watches. He: “I want your last neg load.” He takes me in his mouth. I can't hold it anymore. I cum. It won’t stop. Spent. We lie on top of each other. Later I get up. Go shower. He follows. Warm water. Sweat runs off. His cock at my crack again. My now—hopefully—toxic cock gets hard. He slides back in. Massages it all in. He lathers me up. Massages my dick. He rinses me off in the shower. I'm in his mouth again. I cum again. He swallows. He leaves the shower, grins. He’s looking for something in a bag. Comes back. Florian:"Now, take your shower, Henning. I leave this toothbrush here for you. You know what to do with it." Just before closing the door, Florian smirking: "And only come out when it turned red." Already poz? Who knows...

Really hot!🔥

Normally I prefer to be totally naked, also outdoors when cruising. Sometimes I wear a jock, never socks. Outdoors flip flops.

Chapter 4 I let go. Short pause. Cuddling. Slowly it hits me: I’ve really been filled with poz cum. I get hard again. Right then—Florian moves his cock. Back. Forth. It gets hard again. Still inside. In. Out. Poz cum—our lube. Florian rubs it in. Now he’s fucking me again. Hard. Raw. He whispers in my ear: “Round two, Henning... Second load, my soon poz Henning.” Lust. And I feel calm. The first step is done. I open up more. When he cums the second time, I hold him. He’s deep in me. So is his cum. Toxic poz cum. Deep in my hole. Still negative? Don’t know. Not yet. But I’m open. Florian pulls out—slow. So the poz loads stay in. I smile. Florian: “Come on, my poz boy Henning. Let’s grab some food.” At dinner—almost normal. Weather. News. Florian then discloses, how he learned that he's poz at the clinic four years ago. The doctor called him in. "Florian..., I have to tell you that I don't have good news." She looked seriously at him and noticed Florian's excitement. "I have to tell you, you're HIV positive." Now she noticed a growing bulge in his pants, further nervous excitement, his horniness. Starts smiling. "This reaction is uncommon but occasionally..." Florian asks where the next toilet is, the doctor tells him: "Directly opposite of this office, but"—assuming what he intends to do—"you maybe use the toilet in the basement." I found this story so exhilarating, that I immediately got an almost painful hard-on. Under the table, our feet keep touching. His hand on my thigh. On my bulge. My hand on his poison cock. He: “What would you do, if you're poz?” Me: “Fuck. Without thinking. Just fuck. Maybe top too. Always raw, Poz Daddy.” He: “Presumably you're already poz, Henning. Filthy poz boy, you're hot, poz Henning. But let's make sure, you convert today.”

My still neg ass...

Chapter 3 Florian shows me his official poz test result. It becomes serious now. I see his poison cock. Hard. Upright. Dripping. He pulls me toward the bed. I lie on my back. Just wearing my jock. And long white socks. My legs slightly spread. He touches my thighs. I open up more. He’s above me. Florian kisses me again. Our tongues meet. I feel him lifting one leg, then the other. Resting them on his shoulders. I’m exposed. Defenseless. He’s in control. We kiss deeper. His tip again at my hole. This time pressing. Harder. Sting. In. Out. In. Out. In. Lust. He breaks the kiss. Looks at me. Asks: “Henning, do you want it?” Teasing my neg hole. “Once I’m more than halfway in, I’m not pulling out till I’ve bred you, my poz boy. Well?” I push myself further onto his cock. Fucking good. I grab his ass. Pull him in. All the way. Shock. I try to push him out. He grins. He says: “You made your choice, soon poz Henning.” He gently takes my hands from his hips. Pins them above my head. I let it happen. I say: “Fuck me, Florian.” He fucks me. Long, slow strokes. Fuck, I’m so turned on. My pre-cum’s dripping. I feel it. I relax. He goes deeper. Pauses for a second each time. Each thrust feels deeper. I give in. His pace picks up. Still slow, but stronger. I look into his eyes. Lust. Desire. Anticipation. He: “What do you want?” Me: “Your seed!” He laughs: “What do you want?” Me: “Your seed deep inside me!” He gets rougher. Moans. Florian, serious: “What do you *want*, Henning!?” I close my eyes. Open them. Eye contact. Intense. “I want your poz cum!” He: “Scream it!” I scream: “I want to get pregnant from you! I want you to make me poz! Give me your HIV!” Three deep strokes. He looks deep into my eyes: “NOW!” I feel him shoot. His poison cock throbs. His seed fills me. With my legs, I keep him in. All the way. Deep. He shoots seven times. Then collapses on top of me. His cock resting inside me. My dick’s hard. But I can’t reach it. He’s still holding me down.

So hot!

I am wondering where this story is, where a brother tells his brother (I think in a bar) that he is poz. Somewhat later he is forced in a special room to poz his brother. I already searched the website but was not successful.

Chapter 2 In Florian's hotel room. Just the beginning. We're sitting with a glass of champagne. My test’s running. Both still dressed, but already just in socks. My test comes back negative. Second glass. The champagne kicks in. I start playing footsie with Florian. He touches my thighs. Strokes a little. I get up, go over. Sit on his lap. He grabs me. Asks: “You feel it?” Me: “Yeah. A bit. Should take off my pants. Feel it better.” I do it. Now I’m in my jock, sitting on him. Feel his bulge through his pants. He spreads my ass. His hard-on, still in his pants, presses into my crack. I get hornier. He says: “Close your eyes, my soon poz boy. Stand up for a second.” I stand. Hear fabric sliding. I know—his pants are off. He says: “Sit back down.” I sit. His bare cock against my ass. He holds me tight. Spreads my cheeks again. His dick slides into my crack. Already hard. Getting slick. Pre-cum. He: “You feel it, boy?” Me: “Yeah. I feel your poison cock. And your pre-cum on my neg hole.” I rock back and forth. My crack gets wet. Wet with pre-cum. Wet with his poz pre-cum. The champagne hits harder. I kiss him on the lips. He hesitates. Pulls me in. Kisses me. His tongue in my mouth. Passion. Lust. My neg hole’s slippery. Suddenly—his poz tip at my neg hole. Resting there. I move. His tip presses gently. Sharp sting. In. Just the head. More pre-cum. He says: “Once I’m more than halfway in, I’m not pulling out till I’ve bred you, boy.” His tip coats my insides with his poz pre-cum. Heat. He pushes me away. Strips naked. Fast.

Chapter 1 We meet in the lobby of his hotel. I’m turned on. And nervous. I recognize him instantly. He smiles — calm, confident. There’s a subtle bulge in his pants. His poisonous cock, his desire, visible. We sit down in a quiet corner. I take the armchair. He chooses the sofa. We order water. His name is Florian. Small talk — the weather, his trip. Then he starts playing with my feet under the table. He pats the empty seat beside him. "Henning, come over here." I sit next to him. Feel his warm hand on my thigh. He leans in. Fingers lift my chin. A kiss — soft, but certain. "Let’s go upstairs, Henning." In the elevator, we kiss again. Deeper this time. His hand slides to my ass. He feels my jock-strap. Mine moves to that bulge in his pants. And yes — there’s something big waiting.

(this is a work of fiction describing my personal fantasy how it might happen in a few chapters)

Prologue The first warm days of spring. Everything tingling. Hormones. Naughty thoughts. A profile – his profile. Few words, but strong energy. I message him. Just like that. “Hey hey.” He replies fast. “What are you into? What's your status?” I type back without thinking: “Tested negative for HIV. Not taking Prep. Raw. Mostly bottom. Risk turns me on.” I’m hard instantly. How will he respond? Will he even reply? I’m 45. He’s maybe 35. “I’m poz, on meds. If that’s your thing, I’ll make sure you’re dripping with my HIV cum after. Real. Raw. No protection.” I read it twice. Feel the pressure building. A fantasy wakes up. We write more. Pictures: He looks attractive, normal build. A handsome, and a poz guy. Myself, average build, naked in the woods, bent over a tree trunk. Exposed. Words that hit. No small talk, no games. He says he’ll be in my city soon. Business trip. Wants to know if I’m truly in. If I’ll show him I’m ready. I nod – even though he can’t see it. Mail after mail, the tension grows. He writes: “If we lock this in, I want it real. I will stop my meds then. No halfway bullshit.” I’m rock hard. Finally. Someone who means it. “I want to be your poz Dad, Boy. So you'll make a test. Just before I'm fucking you.” One sentence. And my mind explodes. Pre dripping. Nothing’s certain yet. But the thought is there. Deep. Three weeks later. You're in town. You stopped your meds two weeks ago. I'm still off Prep. It becomes real. Today. 2 p.m.

Very hot story!

Soooo hot.

Happy Birthday! I think I joined around 2011 for the first time, and rejoined eight years ago. This site is a very important for me, exciting stories, exciting development of my own desires. Thank you so much!

Well, I can understand @jd13. I love every experience with the chance of getting pozzed. If you make a test too early, at least this fun is over — you certainly have then the fun to pass it on, but that's a personal decision.

Hooooooot story.

Viewing the US from outside, folks, I am sorry, but the US are in many ways acting like an outdated organisation of the 19th century... this dominance of religion, this outdated system to elect your president, this unability to reforms of constitution, this aversion against health insurance for everybody. I do not want to offend anyone, but I believe I am not the only one just looking deeply frustrated on the US. To my impression, only judges try to stop Trumps fascism (although I think he is intellectually unable to be a real fascist) at the moment, I do not see any significant resistance from the Democrats as well as the civil democrats, the people?

Yes, I can confirm that in Germany marriages are civil ceremonies, and these are the only legally valid ones here.

By the way... further development under way: [think before following links] https://abcnews.go.com/Politics/republican-lawmakers-increase-calls-gay-marriage-scotus-ruling/story?id=119395181 ################### In Michigan, state Rep. Josh Schriver unveiled his own anti-gay marriage resolution on Feb. 25, arguing that restrictions on gay marriage are important to “preserve and grow our human race,” he said at a press conference announcing the resolution. “Michigan Christians follow Christ's definition of marriage as a covenant between a man and a woman, an institution established to glorify God and produce children,” said Schriver. [...] The handful of resolutions come after Associate Justice Clarence Thomas expressed interest in revisiting the Obergefell decision in his concurring opinion on the Supreme Court's landmark 2022 decision on the Dobbs v. Jackson Women's Health Organization case that overturned the federal right to abortion. He wrote: "In future cases, we should reconsider all of this court’s substantive due process precedents,” such as Obergefell. “Because any substantive due process decision is 'demonstrably erroneous,' we have a duty to 'correct the error' established in those precedents,” Thomas said. Thomas had issued a dissenting opinion in 2015 against same-sex marriage equality. More than two dozen states have some kind of restriction on same-sex marriage that could be triggered if the Supreme Court one day overturns its 2015 decision, according to legislative tracking group Movement Advancement Project. This is because marriage equality has not yet been codified and enshrined into law nationwide. However, the Respect for Marriage Law signed by former President Joe Biden in 2022 guarantees the federal recognition of same-sex and interracial marriages in the event of an overturned Supreme Court decision. ################### So, I have serious doubts that these red line will hold as Trump obviously intends to ignore legislation and courts...

Hungary bans Pride events following legislation of dictator Victor Orban of this week. Since the strategy of the Trump administration quite analogously follows Orban's agenda in turning the US into autocracy... what do you think, will they also ban LGBT events in the US? [think before following links] https://www.queer.de/detail.php?article_id=52990

I am looking for a story where the chaser just looks for the thrill of being pozzed, the pozzer - he believes - just plays the pozzer without being toxic... and in the end he is pozzed. Very hot story.... does somebody remember which one I mean?

Sure. I'm from Augsburg.

What a hot story.... 😈 ... unfortunately unfinished... @cgreg2033