bbbugfkrme

Hopefully tomorrow I’ll post the next piece

I left the porno store. Four more loads up my ass. 3 down my throat. I would have taken more but the the store had to close at midnight. So I was on my way home my ass leaking come from stranger's cocks. All evening I was so focused on giving my body over to other men. Just giving up my body to anyone without discrimination. As I was driving home I took stock of where I was in my life. Ever since that kid had dropped his poz nut in my ass 3 years ago, I have been moving towards getting myself knocked up with HIV. Everything had just kind of falling into place. my wife, who had been sick for several years, had begun to deteriorate about a year ago. She was now in hospice full-time. My younger son had moved in with his grandparents. This was good for him. He had a hard time being in the house with his mother so sick. That left me and my older son, Sean, who was getting ready for college, in the house alone. Sean was 18 and the school athlete. He was a little short. 5‘7“, toned, smooth, and had a nice fat 7 inch cock. I have seen him naked many times through the years. Sometimes at home and sometimes at the gym. Even at church camp. I always admired his beauty. He had the nicest bubble but I had ever seen. I even found myself at times getting aroused looking at him we’re thinking about his body. Because of my wife's illness I was on sabbatical from the church. I didn't even have to check in. I just stayed away. That's why I had so much time to fuck around at the park and in the porno store. I took loans at the corner store at least four days a week. Tonight I have thrown away my prep. In another month I'd be susceptible to the virus. The thought of being converted kept my cock hard all the way home. Every cock that went in my ass that night I imagined was swimming with the virus. I pulled into the garage. My son's car was already parked there. It wasn't that late, just before 1 at night. He was sometimes out with his friends till 2 or 3 in the morning. I made my way in the house still dressed in the clothes I had picked up from the bushes at the park. I thought for a brief moment about the kid who had left his clothes outside the bathroom. Thought about him getting railed by that old poz breeder. It must have been a really hot scene. I pictured the kid on his knees sucking that fat cock with the spiked ball hanging off the end of it. I imagined him savoring the viral pre-come dripping from that cock. I knew the breeder would piss on him it’s been around and rough fuck his little boy hole. Fill the kid with his toxic gift. I boned up thinking about it. I realized in all my playing around at night I have never calm. I was still horny as fuck. I needed more Hass and cock and sperm. I made my way into the house and down the back hallway. I passed my son's room. His door was partially opened. I stopped and looked in. He was lying on his stomach on the bed apparently asleep. He had a beautiful body. The light from outside gave enough light to the room for me to see the outline of his naked form. His beautiful bubble but glistening in the moonlight. My hard cock throbs looking at him. I craved his ass. I wanted to plunge my cock into that ass that I had made and fill it with my seed. I wanted to fuck my own son. I wanted to creep in to the room. Wanted to lay my body over his. Even if I had to force him, I wanted to breed him deep and raw. But I was ready for that I didn’t think. But I knew what I would be thinking about as I jerked off in the shower. I started to walk away from his room when I noticed a pile of clothes at the end of his bed. It was time to do laundry so I step quietly into the room and reached down and picked up the pile of clothes.As I picked up the clothes from the floor it hit me. These were my clothes. These were my clothes that I threw into the bushes at the park just a few hours ago. The kid in the restroom getting railed by the gifter with the big spiked to PA was my son. Was my 18-year-old son. And I stood there realizing I was wearing his clothes. My ass full of strangers’ cum. My cock rock hard and dripping from thinking about fucking my son. I heard a rustling on the bed and my son flipped over. Still half asleep he stretched, his cock standing straight out from his body. Something came over me, possessed me. And I tossed the clothes I was holding into his face as he was waking up, “ Recognize these clothes? Recognize these clothes that you wore home?“ I sneered and stepped up next to the bed. “ Do you recognize these clothes I’m wearing? The clothes you threw in the bushes on your way into that shit hole toilet to get railed by a evil pervert with AIDS?“ Sean’s eyes grew big. Fear rose in his face. The stink of it rose from his body. He was awake now, wide awake. “ Looks like my oldest son is a bugchasing faggot“ I said, grabbing a single ankle, jerking him to the edge of the bed and rolling up on top of him so that he was pinned underneath me. I was not in control anymore of my lust.

Haven’t abandoned this storyline. Next piece coming in a couple days.

I left the toilet clothes in hand and butt naked. My cock still hard and dripping. I was a little torn between wanting to watch him knock up some 18-year-old and getting cock up my ass myself. But my quivering ass made up my mind for me. My ass still felt the assault from that AIDS daddy in the restroom. Having his cock up my ass for just a few minutes pounding away coating my guts with his toxic precum for just a few strokes made me uncontrollably horny to get fucked by anyone. I wanted to cock up my ass. Any cum, lots of cum, from anyone who would do it to me. I was really hoping the rumors I had heard about this place in Evening were true. The sun had set but the night was clear and the moon was pretty close to full. I walked to the edge of the woods and stood there gently stroking my cock before I walked in. Giving my eyes a chance to adjust to the change in light. I looked back toward the toilets. I saw the shape of a young guy moving towards the toilet. He was stripping off his clothes as he approached. When he got to the door he tossed his clothes in some shrubs next to the door. I heard the squeak of the door as he entered. I don’t know what possessed me to do what I did next, but I walked back over to the toilets and pulledthe kid’s clothes from the bushes. In the light I could tell that his clothes would fit me OK. There was a pair of basketball shorts that would be a little snug but not bad. There was an oversized T-shirt, perfect. And a jockstrap. I held the pouch to my face and sniffed deeply. Unmistakable scent of teenage boy underwear. I had smelled it enough time with my own two boys. I knew what teen boy cock smells like. I slipped on the jock. Tossed my clothes into the bush where his he been. And took his clothes with me. I stepped onto the trail at the edge of the woods. I walked down the path able to discern shapes and movement in the half light. There were other guys in the park. I don’t know where they had come from because there were no cars. There must be another access to the park. I walked along quietly gingerly until I got to a spot I recognized. It was a spot where almost 3 years ago I had been pozfucked by a hot young guy. The spot where my quest for AIDS started. I stepped off the trail and took a few steps towards the figure out the dark. He started moving closer to me. As he got within a few feet we recognized each other. It was the kid who passed me almost 3 years ago. And he recognized me. ” hey there,” he said “ Haven’t seen you around here in a while. Back for more?” He reached up and grabbed my cock. Pulled me in for deep kiss. I wrapped my arms around his body and he felt smooth but kind of bone. He pulled away and I looked him up and down. Above his right that was a biohazard symbol. He had a slightly wasted look. He reached up and grabbed my cock. Pulled me in for a deep kiss. I wrapped my arms around his body and he felt smooth but kind of bony. He pulled away and I looked him up and down. Above his right path was a biohazard symbol. He had a slightly wasted look. We started talking and making out. I dropped to my knees and took his cock into my mouth sliding in deep as I could into my throat. While I was sucking him he confessed to me that the guy in the toilets had converted him a month before he fucked me. He told me I was his first breeding after he was positive. He also told that he had full-blown AIDS at this point. That turned me on more than I could say. I slid his cock deep in my throat as I could. Milked it with my throat muscles. He moaned grab the back of my head and started face fucking me. Slamming his cock deep into my throat. After a few minutes he pushed me away. ”Fuck dude” he said,”you’re an amazing cocksucker.but I want that ass. I want to give you my virus.” He pulled me up and pushed me back around up against a tree. He squatted down behind me and spread my ass cheeks. He buried his face in my ass, tonguing my hole, working it in an out.I was moaning like the slut bitch that I am. Begging him to pause my ass up. Begging him to slide his aides babies up into my guts. ”Oh fuck dude. I want that ass so bad.” he muttered. He stood and unceremoniously plunged his cock deep into my ass all the way to the hilt. I screamed and moaned at the same time. He rested his cock in me as he slipped a poppers bottle under my nose. He held my nostril shut and I breathe deep. Reached up and held his hand in place. I breathed in three or four times in that one nostril and then switched. I breathed then three or four more hits in the other nostril. I was flying high as his cock started pistoning in and out of my hole, Tearing up my guts and banging my prostate hard. I was moaning and begging for a seed. Begging for his aids babies. Begging for his virus in my bloodstream. Then I started begging him for demon seed. Begging him to bring me over to the Darkside. In my mind all I could think was that I was sacrificing my ass to pure evil. My cock was hard and rubbing up against the material of the jockstrap. As the kid fucked me I shot a big load into the pouch of the jockstrap. And as my ass clamped hard for my orgasm his cock began to spasm in my whole. He grabbed my hips hard and pulled me as close up against him as he could get. Pushing his cock as deep in my body as it would go. Past my second sphincter. Deep into my guts he poured his aids. I can’t explain it but ass his semen filled my body a kind of shadow fell over my soul, fell over my vision. Not only was there no going back at this point, there was no desire to. There was only desire for cum. There was only desire for pleasure. There is only desire to please anyone with a cock. Deep in my soul I knew that I had given myself over completely to cock, cum., and pleasure. He stroked his cock in and out of my ass a few more strokes. He rested against my back. His cock gently slid out and he stepped away from me. I never saw him leave because as soon as he stepped away someone else stepped up and another cock slid into my hole. After three more cocks and three loads in my ass I finally left the woods. Cum was running down my legs but I didn’t care. I felt so complete so satisfied. As I walked by the toilets I checked the bushes. The clothes were gone. Some random kid who just got an ass load of aids was walking around in my clothes. It was then I realized all I was wearing was the jockstrap. As I approach the road I slipped on the shorts. And jogged my way back to my car. I never bothered to change clothes or to put on the shirt. I just threw myself in the car and went directly to the porno store And spent the rest of the night worshiping cock and accepting seed from anyone.

I love cheating.

I was hanging in my car at the park-and-ride in my town. Parked along the back row, cock out stroking, and watching porn. The guy pulls in next to me. It’s obvious he’s stroking his cock. Looking over at me. I roll down my window and ask him if he wants a blow job. He opens the door to his truck and shows me his cock. Then he says follow me. Followed him over to the industrial park nearby. He parked in The parking lot of an abandoned building. I parked next to him and jumped out of my car and into his truck. He was a hot rough trade construction guy. Probably mid 40s. Unshaven. Smoker. Slightly gray hair. Narrow face. He opened his jeans and shove them to his ankles. He had a nice 7 inch cock. Cock ring and ball stretcher on. His cock was dripping. I wasted no time. Went right down on his cock. Sucked him all the way to the balls. I grabbed his stretched balls. Stretched them even further. Twisted them around while I sucked his cock deep as I could get it. He was moaning. It was clear he would come pretty quick. His balls started twitching in my hands. Drawing up closer to his body. Next thing I know he has his hands on the back of my head holding my head all the way down his cock. His cock spasms four or five times shooting his load directly into my throat. He stopped shooting. I nursed his cock a little bit until it got soft. I said thanks dude. Jumped out of his car and back into mine. Loved the taste of his come.

Thanks guys!

I left the hospice and headed straight for the park. I had heard that cruising could be pretty hot in the evening. The park actually closes at dusk but guys must park close by and walk in. from what I understand it can we get pretty wild in the woods there at night. It was almost desk when I arrived, my cock was hard in my pants already. I decided to park at an old restaurant about a quarter mile from the park entrance. I pulled in and parked my car in the back corner where couldn’t be seen from the road. I got out of the car and open the trunk. I stripped down there in the parking lot and put my street clothes in the trunk of the car. I pulled out my gym bag and put on a pair of basketball shorts and a tight T-shirt. I was going commando. I wanted it as a little between me and hard cock as possible. The T-shirt showed my nice broad chest and the basketball shorts showed off my ass. I slipped on some running shoes locked up the car, and took a jog down the road to the park. I took a turn into the park and jogged almost all the way up right to the restrooms. The restrooms were an old cinderblock building with men’s on one end and women’s on the other end. I decided to Check out the toilets before I went back in the woods. There were still plenty of light. I pushed open the outer door and it’s squeaked really loud. I stepped through the inner door and stood for a minute while my eyes were adjusting to the dim light. As my eyes adjusted I became aware of a man leaning back against the wall opposite me. He looked to be in his 40s probably just over 6 feet tall. His body was lean,nhis face was angular. He has short hair And salt and pepper stubble on his face. His eyes were smoky and he oozed sensuality. he wore a sleeveless flannel shirt unbuttoned all the way. He had a nicely hairy toned torso and a pair of jeans that rode low and showed the V pointing down to a really fat package. He was wearing black work boots scuffed up and untied at the tops. The fucker leered at me as I scanned him up and down the lust on my face obvious. “ like what you see faggot? “ He said. His voice was husky and sensual. This fucker just oozed sex and sexuality. Every time he moved his body was somehow suggestive and a little obscene. His hips were slightly thrust out. The bulge in his jeans was growing. My cock tented in my shorts. This man’s presence was causing every perverted thought I could have to rise in my brain. ”Yeah. I do like what I see.” I said stepping to the middle of the room. He reached down and flipped open the top button of his jeans. It was all I could do not to rush over fall in my knees lower his zipper and take whatever was in there out. Take it deep into my throat. I couldn’t believe how bad I wanted this man. I felt possessed. I wanted him but some force kept me in the middle of the room. he reached down and rubbed his package. His jeans opened up a little more. His trimmed pubes showed and the base of his cock came interview. His cock grew down one leg of his pants he was hung it looked to be about nine or 10 inches. A wet spot was forming in his jeans. ”Strip faggot” he ordered his hand sliding down into his jeans “strip it off now. I want to see your faggot body. I want to see what needs my AIDS babies.” I stripped off slowly. I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. This guy wanted to give me aids. I reach down slowly pulled my T-shirt up over my torso. Pulled it up over my head. Let it drop to the floor. I reached down slowly slid my shorts off until they fell in a pile of my feet I stepped out of them. My cock was fully hard. Straining, leaking pre-cum like crazy. “Tell me what you want faggot”, he said. He leered me and pushed his pants down his hips a few inches. A biohazard tattoo came into view at his left hip. And on his right hip a scorpion tattoo. “you want this don’t you faggot?” he said sticking his tongue out obscenely and slipping his pants a little further down. His cock was about to pop out. .” Yes. I want it. I don’t want anything more than I want that.”I said “please give me aids.” “I know who you are.”;He said, “my sister and her kids go to your church. I’d love to give you my aids babies. Bring you over to the Darkside. Sacrifice your ass to the dark one.” My cock throb and his words. I drooled at the thought of sacrificing myself to the devil. I had seen videos, especially popper videos, about dark lust and perversion. my gut caught on fire. My ass hole twitched. I knew what I wanted now. And I knew he would give it to me. Or at least I hoped he would give it to me. The light in the room was fading fast as the sun went down. He shoved his pants down a little further and his cock popped out, hanging there and dripping pre-cum. The end of it was pierced.his cock head held a brass ring with a spike the ball on it. ”This will give you what you need faggot” he sneered “get on your knees and worship.” I didn’t need any encouragement. I took a few steps across the room and stood in front of him. He reached up and grabbed my hair pulled my head back spit, in my face. ”Suck my dick faggot” he said and pushed me down to my knees. His cock was right at my mouth. It Glistened with pre-cum. i leaned forward and took the head of his cock in my mouth, the ring brushed against my teeth. I tasted the sweet tang of his pre-come, his toxic pre-come. I slid my mouth over the head of his cock. And took it deep into my throat. I felt the spiked ball rubbing against my throat and my tongue. Rubbing it raw. Making openings for his toxic pre-come. He growled at me. “Nice faggot. Nice faggot cock sucker.” I worked his cock up and down slow savoring every bit of it. Putting that ring between my teeth and pulling gently. Tugging at his balls til he moaned in appreciation he grabbed the back of my head and started face fucking me and talked filthy to me. Suddenly. He grab the back of my head with both hands. And yanked my head back. He pushed me back onto the floor. “Do you like that faggot?” He asked. He was pointing his cock in me “yes I answered I adore your hot fucking poz cock. I want your aids babies up my ass.” I answered. My voice hoarse from the beating his cock had given my throat. Without warning a stream, a full hot stream, of piss shot from the end of his cock. It arced through the air and hit me in the chest. I felt the warmth. Smelled that smell of piss. He twitched his cock in the stream hit my face. Instinctively I opened my mouth. I let his hot piss fill my mouth. I swallowed. Over and over. Trying to keep up. I never knew a guy could piss so much. He went down to my chest again. Covering my torso with His piss. “You’re such a faggot.”He laughed at me. As the stream of pissed subsided. “I have one question for you faggot.” He said. “Are you on prep. Are you taking those drugs to kill my babies?” ”I just stopped prep today,” I said. he stepped over me grab the back of my head and yanked me up by the hair to my knees. He slapped me hard across the face two or three times with this cock. “Then you’re not worthy of my gift faggot” he said. He reached around to his back pocket and pulled out a black sharpie marker and pulled my head back. On my left pec he wrote an email address. “Email me in 30 days” he said. “Then we’ll talk about you getting my aids babies. Then we’ll talk about you becoming one of his legion. Right now I have a kid coming over here. I’m going to give him his first toxic load. You can stay and watch if you want.” he grabbed my clothes off the floor and threw them into a stall. He ordered me into the stall and told me to either get dressed and leave or stay and watch him convert an 18-year-old college freshman. he He followed me over to the stall. I wanted to watch some kid give up his clean ass to the hot demon fucker. But I also needed a cock. A I bent over to pick up my clothes the man came up behind me. I felt his hard cock against my ass and I froze. “Just to give you a taste of what is to come,” he sneered and then he spit on my ass, put his cock up against it, and shoved it all the way in with one long stroke. As I caught my breath from his attack, I felt his cock sliding in and out in long strokes hitting my prostate. It was such a bliss. I moaned and pushed back. Suddenly my hole was empty. “30 days faggot”he said “now grab your clothes and get the fuck out of here. See ya in church”

Loving this!

Next story coming in a couple days.

There’s a few places these days to get out and around. In my area there’s a few nature trails that are open but they’re always crowded with families and dogs and not much of a good place to try to get some cock. There’s also a couple of the large cemeteries in my area. Quite often they’re filled with walkers but one of them closes around dusk. It usually empties out about an hour before closing time. There are lots of little roads that go through the cemetery and end in the little cul-de-sacs and nooks. This cemetery has become one of my favorite hang out places. I take out my iPad and pull up some porn and jack off in my car. I was there Friday afternoon. Sitting in my car watching some videos on porn hub. I have my seat reclined in my 5’8” frame stretched out. I had lifted my shirt up Off my furry small belly. I had my pants open and my 7 inch cock was dripping and slick with spit and pre-come. I heard the gravel on the road behind me crunching and someone was driving up. Quickly I set up made myself presentable, slid my iPad onto the dashboard of my car so I could zip up my pants. I didn’t close the screen before I set it up on the dashboard. A couple of seconds after I had myself all pull together a guy walked up to the door of my car. The window was open because it was a fairly warm day. The guy was pretty hot in my book. Rough trade. About 511, scruffy beard, camo ball cap, and dirty ripped jeans. he was wearing a denim work shirt with the cemetery logo on it. The shirt was unbuttoned about 3/4 of the way down. He showed a furry pretty well defined chest. The kind of body that comes from manual labor. I couldn’t help myself I gave him the once over. Look him up and down. I’m sure my Lust was obvious. He leaned one arm up on the roof of the car and leaned down so he could look in my window. “ I’m closing up the cemetery,“ he said looking into the car. I would’ve sworn he looked me up and down the same way I looked him up and down. “ Just about everybody else is gone I just told the last car to leave.“ he glanced up at the dashboard of my car obviously and seeing what I was looking at before he drove up. ” looks like you’ve been having some fun and enjoying yourself.“ He said with a chuckle. His free hand went to his jeans pocket and slid in deep. I blushed and said, “ well you get it where you can, I suppose.“ By this time he was obviously massaging his cock through his jeans his hand was way deep in his pocket. I had a pretty good idea that the pocket was probably torn and he had his hand on this actual cock. I looked directly at his crotch and said,” looks like you might need to get some to. Maybe I could help you out?“ I realize just how really cheesy that sounded as soon as it left my mouth. But the outline of his cock in his jeans was too much. His cock looked fat and about 8 inches long and I really wanted it. Bad. Turned out he wanted me too. Bad. He told me the gates were locked and we were in there all alone. He said he figured I was down here fooling around. He had seen me here before and he thought maybe I would suck his cock. Needless to say he didn’t have to ask twice I open my car door as he stepped out of the way. And he stepped up to the open door as I reach down and undid the snap on his jeans put the zipper down and pulled a nice fat cock out of his jeans. yeah both arms on top of the car at this point. He thrust his hips forward as I open my mouth and took the head of his cock onto my tongue. I swirl my tongue around his cock head. I worked his piss slit with my tongue. Lapping up his pre-come. Sliding his cock deeper and deeper into my mouth as I worked it. He moaned and appreciation. One arm drive down it is wrapped around the back of my head. He pushed his cock deeper into my mouth to the back of my throat. Are usually can’t Deep Throat but something about the angle and with his cock made it easy. He push gently on the back of my throat with his cock and it just slid past my tongue down into my gullet. I could feel it going all the way down my throat as his pubes ground against my nose I reached down and grabbed my own cock. I was leaking pre-come like crazy. My cock was already slick with pre-cum from jacking to porn. I reached up and Undid the last couple buttons on his shirt. Slid my hands of his body. Tweaking his nips. He moaned really loud and pushed his cock even deeper into my throat. I reached my hands down his body to the back of his jeans. I slid my hands into the back of his chains and push them down over his hard firm ass. He had a nice tight high bubble butt. He had the ass of a college guy. A college jock. I spread his cheeks and slipped a finger between them and started circling his hole with my little finger. He was moist between his cheeks from a day of sweat and work. When I put my hand back into gave it a sniff he smelled clean. just musky but not shitty. As my finger slipped past the rim of his pucker, he pushed back against my hand. My finger slipped up into the second joint. He moaned Again even louder. I kept working his cock with my mouth. He bent over and grabbed my cock and started stroking it. And a horse voice he said “ I really need to get fucked dude.“ I was so turned on at this point I couldn’t stand it. I jumped out of the car and push him back. I missed his cock in my throat. But I really wanted to fuck is pretty ass. I’ swung him around and pushed him into the driver seat of the car. As I slipped his jeans down to his ankles. I grabbed his knees and pull them up, pushed them back to his chest. And pulled his ass out over the edge of the seat. I don’t know how I managed to position them but I did. Perfectly. I shoved my hips forward Him and my spit slick cock slipped balls deep into his ass in one push. It didn’t take long. I pounded his ass hard pulling all the way out and pushing back in. After a couple of minutes. I couldn’t take it anymore. I started shooting up his ass grinding deep into his whole shooting load after load of my chairs up into his body as he moaned and groaned. after a couple minutes I came down from the high after blasting up this rough trade ass. I stepped back and let his legs down. His cock was still hard. So I dropped my pants spit into my hand and slipped up my hole. I turned and leaned up against the hood of the car. And gave him a long look. Didn’t have to say a word. He knew exactly what I was offering. He got up out of the car came around to the hood slid his cock up and down my whole a few times. Then he pressed into my hole with the same kind of strength anyways he had pushed down my throat. Took him longer to come. He fucked me hard and he fucked me slow. He pull all the way out and then push back in. He would put it all the way in and grind around swinging his hips. My cock got hard as a rock again. He fucked me for about 10 minutes. And then I ask where I wanted to load. “ I want to make it safe for you,” he growled. ” breed me. Breed me deep. Come up my ass.“ Was my immediate answer. And he did. He shot a huge load up my whole. Deep as he could get it. I ground back on his cock as he shot all of his juice inside me. he fell against my back panting and I reached down and grab my cock,fired off another load. We laid that way for just a minute getting our breath. Gathering ourselves. He didn’t say much after that. Just kind of smiled awkwardly and said “ Thanks dude. I guess it’s time to head out home. Maybe I’ll see you around again.“ He walked back to his truck and as he was getting in he turned around and said, “ Better follow me out. Or you might end up here all night. Locked in.“ he gave a quick smile instead, “ But then again that might be even more fun.“ he hopped in the truck and backed out as I got back into my car and cranked up the engine. I followed him out of the cemetery. As I drove away he was locking the gates. I think I’m going back to the cemetery next week. At least a couple of times.

Do you ever fuck around with your brothers?

Definitely more to come . I would love to write you al about getting poz fucked for real but can’t find anyone willing to breed my neg married cheating hole. So I write fantasies...and wank often!

If he’s legal I’ll fuck him.

So I had decided to be a bugchaser. I craved it. All the time. Fantasized about poz cock and toxic cum. I started spending time at the Hospice my congregation served. Anytime a man with AIDS came in to live his last few days, I spent time with him. Talked with him. Lusted after his wasted body. Offered comfort. More than once I held a hand while the virus took its final toll. More than once I helped a wasted AIDS patient shower. I even went so far as to strip down with him and stand in the shower with him. More than once someone on the verge of death grew hard with desire as I gently washed his body. More than once I used my hand to bring him to pleasure at least once more before he passed. More than once as I stood behind a wasted man, supporting him in the shower and let him grind his ass against my hard cock. A couple of times I let my cock slip into his body, giving him on last moment of intimacy. Allowing him once more to give himself over to desire and lust. No one knew what I was doing, sexually, with the patients. They knew I helped with bathing and personal care. But the staff trusted me and left me alone with the patients any time I came in. Two gay male nurses suspected. More than once they ran interference when another staff member was about to enter the room. They thought I was a good guy for being intimate with these men who had little time left. One of the nurses, Greg, a 23 yr old hot-as-fuck jock with a smooth torso and electric blue eyes even went so far as to whisper a quick "thanks for what you do" wink. wink as I left the hospice one night. I asked him to walk me to my car. I was overwhelmed by his raw sexuality. His beautiful form and masculine energy. He had a nice bulge in his scrubs. I guessed he had about 8". We got to my car having had a more frank discussion on the way there. I said,"Look Greg, I am not entirely altruistic in what I'm doing. I have some ... well ...ulterior motives. I just don't like people thinking I'm some kind of saint or something. I do care about them but I also am....." "Pastor," he interrupted me, "it's pretty clear to me and Kevin (the other gay nurse) that you are really a fag and that you're probably looking to get infected. You're a bugchaser right?" "ummm..." I hesitated. "Or at least a serious wannabe," he said quickly. It was dark out but I think he could tell I was blushing and half-terrified. "Nobody has a clue, except me and Kevin. We've been keeping you safe from prying eyes. Hell, we've both wanked a patient or two in our time here." he spoke softly and quickly, "the thing is we've never met a religious person like you. These guys are getting the best of both worlds from you. Keep up the good work." He turned and walked quickly back to the entrance. "See you next Wednesday, Pastor." he yelled back before he went inside. I opened the car and practically fell into the seat. Good thing I didn't have to fumble with any keys because my hands were shaking so bad I couldn't have held onto them. I realized I was playing with fire. Not the bugchasing but living this double life. It had been two years since the kid in the park had shot a toxic load up my hole. Two years of playing in porno stores and parks and mall restrooms. Two years of more cocks than I could count, more cum than I could remember. I had started PREP until I figured out how to do this. It was time to get serious. I had to get my shit together. I may have become a depraved faggot but I still loved my family and my work. I needed to get some things in order so when the shit hit the fan they'd be ok. I slumped back in the seat of the car. My cock was hard as a rock and bound up in my briefs. I reached down to adjust it, still thinking about my family. My wife who, because of physical issues, was no longer sexual. My younger son. Jason, 16 and so like me. Furry at 16. But a wrestler and built. He was also hung. My older son, Kyle, 18, collegiate swimmer - definitely his mother's child. I loved seeing him naked at the gym. He was smooth. Hung, I instinctively reached for my cock and started rubbing against the fabric of my chinos. A wet spot was already forming. My lips parted slightly, I moaned lightly and dropped my head back. Kyle is so smooth and beautiful. I remembered last time we were in the gym shower at the same time. I was looking at his body as he showered across the room, my cock chubbing up. He was so attentive to his washing. Soaping his broad chest and supple abs. He bent over away from me and his beautiful bubble butt parted slightly as he washed his legs. His hole, pink and perfect, winking at me. I turned quickly away as he stood. My cock was at full mast. I was [banned word] on my own son. In the car my hand rubbed harder and faster on my crotch. My cock twitched in my pants. So close to cumming. I could see him reflected in the shower hardware. He had turned full frontal and was absently wash/stroking his cock, getting harder and harder. I was seeing my own son getting aroused. He looked up and suddenly realized what he was doing. I swear he kept looking for a long moment. I swear that I saw in his reflection a look of pure lust as his eyes ran up and down my body. I shifted as though I was going to turn around and he quickly turned his back to me and started rinsing again. I grabbed my towel and practically ran out of the shower. My breathing was ragged and I was moaning so loudly in the car that had someone passed by they'd have known exactly what I was doing. My thoughts returned to that day in the gym. I had calmed down, had my boxer briefs on and was sitting on the bench rubbing out my head when Kyle came over the his locker next to mine. He opened the upper locker door. I couldn't see his face but he turned facing me and dropped his towel. There just inches from my lips was my son's beautiful, plumped up cut cock, twitching and just begging for me to.... In the car I groaned loud enough to be heard across the parking lot and started shooting load after load of jizz into my pants. In my perverted mind, I gave into my base desires and took that beautiful cock into my mouth. I had the most evil thought flicker through my brain as my orgasm began to subside, "Soon I'll be toxic. Soon I'll be filled with AIDS babies. Maybe I should share my gift with my son." As I came down. I was so turned on. So appalled at my own thoughts. I needed more cock...now. I put the car in gear and headed off into the night, headed to the park where it all started to have more random anonymous cock and cum.

me too! am horny as fuck.

You guys are makin’ me blush. Thanks for the good words. More soon...promise.

With my porno store closed, I am hard-pressed to find cock and cum. I was at the commuter parking ride yesterday afternoon. I go there to get away from the house and text and watch porn. A guy in an SUV pulls up next to me. He’s a big bear, blonde hair, nice Face. We chat for a minute through our open windows. He asks if I wanna come over to his car for some fun. Of course I say yes. I got into his car and opened my pants. I pulled out my cock. It’s about 7 inches cut and shoot big loads. The big bear opened his pants and pulled out his cock about 6 inches and fat as a beer can. I just bent over and took that cock deep in my throat. He was moaning and talking dirty I reached up under his shirt and grabbed his nips. Both nipples had rings and I grabbed them and twisted them. He moaned and started talking filthy while I sucked his cock hard and deep. He reached around and slid his hand down the back of my pants and started fingering my ass. I’m moaned and arched my back for him. His middle finger found my hole And he worked that finger into my opening a little bit at a time. I was moaning like a bitch in heat sucking his cock. I came up for air and he pulled me in for a kiss then he asked me if I wanted to get fucked. I said absolutely. We climbed into the back of his SUV. The backseat was flipped down I got on my hands and knees my pants off. He got that behind me, spit on my hole, And work that fat cock up in my body. I’m moaning like a bitch and heat. I back to my ass up on his big cock. He pulled out a bottle of poppers and I hit them hard. And he went to town on my ass. The car was rockin. The windows were fogged up. Anyone in the parking lot would know what was going on. But I didn’t care. His fat cock buried deep in my ass felt so good. I wanted to feel that cock spewing cum up in my body. I wanted his next load.He was moaning too and talking dirty. He said he was ready to cum and I begged him to shoot his load inside me. He didn’t need to be asked twice. He’s slam down hard a couple of times deep as he could. He groaned really loud. I feel his cock expanding my ass as his load, jet after jet, spewed up into my body. It was so hot I started coming without touching my cock spewing my cum all over his car. It was a hot fuck. We both came down from the high. We got dressed. I thanked him for the fuck and gave him my email address. He said he’s in the area two or three days a week for work. I can’t wait to hook up with him again. I got back in my car and fingered my ass, licking his come off my fingers as I dug it out of my hole.

couldn’t believe it. Standing there holding the kid’s note. Realizing I had HIV swimming at my ass. I was still buzzed from the poppers and still horned up for more cock up my ass. But I knew I had to do something about this. At that point in my slide into perversion, I wasn’t ready to be HIV positive. I had a church, a wife, two sons... I could lose all that right at that moment right at that point in time. I knew what I could do. My congregation had been working with an AIDS hospice for several years. I knew about pep. The strange thing was, I wasn’t completely freaked out. I wasn’t afraid or angry or disappointed in myself. I wasn’t mad at the kid. The truth is I was horned up as fuck. I knew I wanted more cock, more raw cock in my ass. I wanted as much cock as I could get. My choice for the moment was to head to a hospital. There was a hospital about 40 miles away where I wouldn’t be known and I went to the walk-in clinic. I gave them some bullshit story about fooling around in and a broken condom and just being a little worried. They did a quick test to check my status - negative of course. They prescribed a course of anti-retroviral’s. And told me to come back in three months for a test. I did get test at three months later but not there. I got a Home kit and it came back non-reactive and I had it confirmed at the local STD clinic. But none of that stopped my slide into bareback sex. I couldn’t help myself now. For a while I went back to using rubbers except for sucking cock which I did a lot off. I knew three or four good porno stores within a couple hours drive of my house. I would go out in the afternoons on Saturdays and spend hours in a booth in a porno store sucking every dick that came through the hole. I didn’t care. It could be an old cock, young cock, Big or little, cut or uncut, I didn’t care. I just want it hard dripping cock sliding into my mouth into my throat. I craved cum. I craved bitter cum, sweet cum, from any cock I could get into my mouth and into my body. Big or little, cut or uncut,. I didn’t care. I just want hard dripping cock sliding into my mouth, into my throat. I craved cum. I crave bitter cum, sweet cum from any cock I could get into my mouth and into my body. it wasn’t long before I took another load. After getting my test at the three months and knowing that I was clear of HIV, I started thinking about hard cock up my ass again. I started thinking about that kid in the woods sliding his raw hard cock up my ass balls deep. I fantasized about that encounter over and over again thinking about his cock swelling in my ass rammed in balls deep. I could still imagine his cock firing spurt after spurt toxic cum up into my body. Every time I thought about it I stroked off. I slid my cock through my spit laden hand. I fantasized over and over again. Seeing his smooth young body. Feeling his nice hot smooth warm ass. And I started craving cock. I started craving poz cock. I gave up topping with rubbers and left my load indiscriminately in any ass that would take my cock. I loved sliding my hard cock into some stranger in the porno store. A month after I confirmed that I was still negative, I found myself back at the same park where the kid shot is toxic load up in me. I sat in my car for a few minutes stroking my cock looking at porn on my phone. I wanted it again. I wanted that boy’s cock again. I had already started checking out bug chasing on the web. Reading stories about guys who took HIV-positive loads into their asses willingly. But I never really considered it something I would do until that moment sitting in the car stroking my cock thinking again about that sweet smooth boy. As I sat there in the car stroking in the public parking lot, cars moving by me, people walking back-and-forth, I started muttering to myself. I started muttering about wanting cock. And then I said there’s something I had never said before. I said it out loud. “ I want poz cock. I want some guy to shoot his aids babies up my ass. I want HIV. I want aids.“ and then almost like a prayer I said “ God I want aids. Give me a aids up my ass.“ I put down my phone. Tucked my dripping cock back in the my pants. I got out of the car and walked back up into the woods. I just knew somebody would be in there. Somebody who wanted to fuck me. Somebody who wanted their cock sucked. And I was rightlm I didn’t get aids that afternoon. I didn’t get a poz cock.But I did suck off two old trolls with stubby dicks. Their cocks smelled slightly rank. The smell of old piss. They were uncut. But they were there. They had hard cocks and I sucked them both. I switched back-and-forth from one to the other. I suck them deep. I slobbered all over their balls. I begged him to come in my mouth.They called me a faggot and they called me a whore and they called me the bitch, but I loved every minute of it. I loved swallowing their bitter cum. They both shot a huge loads that dribbled down my chin. I couldn’t help myself I wanted cum. Any cum. As I was there on my knees, second guy coming into my mouth, the first one turned his cock toward my face and let go a stream of piss. They laughed at me. They both laughed. They both called me a worthless piece of shit faggot. I just mumbled,” Thank you sir.“ And sat on the ground as they walked away soaked in their Piss and tasting there cum. Licking up what had dribbled from my mouth. It was at that moment I knew I was a bug chaser. I started planning in my mind how I would start my next raw fuck. With somebody I knew had a high viral load. I was going to get myself knocked up

Years ago...like probably 7 or 8 years ago... I had finally succumbed to my need for cock and cum. At the time I was in my mid-30's, married with 2 boys, decent looking furry guy, bearish, 5'10" 170# and nice fat 7" bone that blasted big loads. And I was (and still am) a minister in an evangelical mega-church. Not a well-known one and small in comparison to alot of them. My slide into gay sex started like alot of guys like me - checking out dick pics, then porn, then furtive hook ups in parks and tearooms far enough away from home not to be recognized. I loved nothing more than sliding my lips over a fat dripping cock sliding through a hole in a cubicle or toilet stall or porn store booth. I progressed from fucking with condoms to fucking bareback as a top. The first raw fuck I ever had was with a legal high school kid in a public park. He watched me walk into the wooded area behind the toilets and followed. He was about 5' 8, br/br, buzz cut and smooth torso. No six-pac but fit and firm. I stopped about 50 yds into the trees and pulled out my hardening cock. He wasted no time, stripping off his shirt as he approached me and sliding his board shorts off as he stepped in front of me. So young and smooth and oozing sex. I wanted him...bad. We started making out, sucking each others cocks, he started feeding me poppers. When I was flying and moaning like a whore he flipped around and backed his sweet hole onto my bone - all the way to the root in one swift motion. His ass was so firm and round and fuckable. And it was cummy. I didn't realize it at the moment. His hole was just slick and warm and I was so buzzed on poppers I didn't give a fuck about rubbers. I pounded his sweet hole. Pulling almost all the way out and pushing back in. Speeding up and slowing down. Grinding in circle. He was moaning and spewing more filthy talk than I had ever heard. "Breed me. Rape my boyhole. Make me your bitch. Pretend I'm your son and your forcing me to take it." Making it last until I couldn't hold back I blasted cum up in him for what seemed like a full 5 minutes. Cum was dripping out of his hole. I stayed in him and kept fucking til I slipped out. He spun around and cleaned off my cock. He was still hard and dripping. As he cleaned my cock, he started tongue-washing my balls. He turned me around and in my poppers/post orgasm haze I didn't resist. He passed me the poppers and started eating my ass. I hit the brown bottle hard. Fuck. I had never felt so good. His tongue pushed deeper and deeper into my hole. He added a finger then two. I hit the poppers hard again, pretty sure I knew what was coming but I couldn't stop it. He stood and placed his hard cock at my hole just as a wave of poppers rushed over me. He pushed in slow and steady . I moaned, "Fuck me, boy! Fuck me." And he did. He started slow but sped up quickly. His cock banged my prostate hard and my cock popped back up. He pounded for I don't know how long. I was blissed out and could only feel his cock and his hot torso against my back. At some point my cock exploded and I was shooting jizz onto the ground without touching myself. He straightened up, grabbed my hips and moaned, "I'm breeding your hole. Take my load. Take my babies faggot." And he came up my ass pulse after pulse. His cock pushed deep into my body. I was letting him. Begging him for it. Hitting the poppers again. I felt like I was one with some part of myself I had never experienced before. The kid shuddered a few times and his cock slipped out of my ass. Before I could recover enough to turn around he had his shorts up and was heading out of the park. My ass was dripping cum as I watched him moving off and all I could think was, "What did I just do?" and "Fuck, I want more....now." He had left the poppers behind and as I dressed myself and caught my breath, I decided it was time to head to the porno store the next town over. I got back to my car and there was note on the windshield. It read: "Hey dude, great fuck. Loved taking your load. Just so you know, I already had three loads in my hole when you fucked me and I have HIV. And no meds. Enjoy the gift faggit." (more to cum)

Hey. Long time no post. Reminder: am a married evangelical minister who has turned into a fag slut. Loving the ABS. Just a quick update. Not much up my ass. Not many tops around here. Couple weeks ago at the ABS I had a really hot encounter. Was in the booth watching some hot bareback porn. This 21 yr old kid peeks in and I smile and say,"come on in." He ducks in and unzips. Pulls out a fat 7 inch cut boi bone. Fuck. I hit the poppers and went right to work. I sucked him deep. His cock was smooth and hard that way a young guy's cock gets hard - rock hard. He was working it slowly down my throat and moaning. I was working it slow and deep. Then pulling it out to the head and sucking it hard while pulling his nut sac. I asked him to strip. He was smooth, athletic and hot as fuck. I licked him neck to chest. Bit his nips and licked my way back to his beautiful cock. After a few minutes he pull away and dropped to his knees. He inhaled my cock. He was a pro. I had figured him to be a college boy whose gf wasn't putting out but he was clearly an experienced cock sucker. He brought me close a couple of times then stood up. I sucked his bone right down my throat and in a couple of minutes he moaned softly and asked if I wanted his load in my mouth. I just sucked deeper in response and he started unloading sweet boi cum into my throat. So hot. Pulse after pulse, he shuddered and gasped. I held that cock in my mouth till he relaxed. He redressed and with a quick "thanks"headed out the door. Before I had a chance to close the door and tall gaunt older guy slipped in and waved his cock on my face. & inches. Uncut. Smelled like man. I didn't hesitate. I sucked him down. He didn't last long before he grabbed the back of my head and spilled his bitter seed on my tongue. I swallowed it greedily and sucked every bit I could get out of he softening cock. It was a hot time. Now back to writng my sermon.

I'm almost ready to resign my pastorate and divorce my wife and become a full time whore. I wish i had figured this out when I was young and hot. Anyway, back to the ABS this weekend. Saturday was bear day. Woof! First one was classic teddy bear. Big belly, stubby fat (really fat) cock. I loved it. I ran my hands all over his body, sucked and bit his nips while he growled. Really growled. Such a turn on. He pushed me down to his cock and I went to work on it right away. All the while he had three fingers shoved up his own ass and spewing filth I can't even repeat. His cock was a precum fireplug opened up. I could suck it out and taste it. So hot. Even hotter was his cock tasted like lube and cum. I stopped and asked him if he had fucked already today. "Yea," he said, "I fucked my husband before he went to work this morning. Why? You taste his ass on my dirty dick?" I didn't reply; I just went back down on it with a vengeance and worked that stub hard. Licking. Tonguing. Soon he was facefucking me hard and growling louder and louder til he went dead silent and hard as a rock. Sperm flooded my tongue like drinking from a squirt bottle. it was all I could do to keep up. Shit. Then he grabbed a handful of my hair and pulled me up so he could share the load. He kissed me deep and long, swirling his tongue around my mouth. Swapping a last gob of spermy spit with me. He leaned back against the wall. Took a deep breath. Dressed and before he left, he slapped me across the face and said, "You're a hot faggot. I'm gonna have to use you again sometime." With that he was gone. I sat back and relaxed for a few, enjoying the lingering taste of his jizz when another bear looked into my booth. I smiled at him and waved him in. He was kinda tentative. Hot as fuck. Huge muscled chest and gorgeous firm round belly. A seven inch bone popped from his fly. I didn't need an invitation. I went down on it right away. I rubbed my hands up under his t-shirt running my hands through a mat of soft fur. "Take off your shirt," I said. He complied. So beautiful. Soft furry chest. Muscled like a man who does manual labor. Inked. Nordic designs, Tribal tats. "Love your ink." I whispered. I think he blushed but it was too dark to tell for sure. I went back down on him. Worked him slow and easy. Lots of tongue action. He gently took the back of my head and slowly facefucked me for a couple of minutes. A he let go a soft moan and I felt my mouth filling with his seed. It tasted sweet and fluid. I sucked his cock gently. Held it in my mouth as he spasmed a couple of times. I cleaned him up. He smiled shyly as he packed his cock back into his jeans. He seemed really sweet. "Thanks." he said and left the booth. I followed a couple minutes later. No load up my ass but that much bear was pretty satisfying. Woof!

Was back at the ABS yesterday. Same MO. To the gym. Clean out and head over. Got there and pulled up a hypno trainer on the phone. Started stroking and poppered up with a fresh bottle of JJ. Right off a nice looking 40 something guy comes in. I'm hitting the poppers hard and go right down on him. His cock grows to a respectable 7 cut inches that tapered to a narrow point. He's loving the attention and I'm wanting his baby batter in my hole. I stop and tell him he can fuck me if he wants. "I only fuck with rubbers," he says, "I want to cum in your mouth." I'm cool with that and go back to sucking him. He's moaning and calling me a slut. I'm loving it. I let him know he can just slide around between my checks if he wants. Doesn't have to penetrate. I go back to sucking. He says, "I guess it wouldn't hurt to just play around a little." So I bend over, spit lube and guide his bone to my ass. He starts sliding around and getting real excited. He stops suddenly and back off. "Fuck, I'm gonna cum to quick. That's hot. I want to cum in your mouth." I give him a minute. Hit the poppers and go down on him again. Not too long and he says, "I guess it wouldn't hurt to just put the tip in a couple of times." Fuck that was sweet to hear. I bent over and he started sliding around again. Then he popped the head of his cock into my hole a couple of times. I urged him on. "Mmmmmm...so hot." I said. He slipped in again and I told him how good it felt. He suddenly just gasped and said, "Fuck it." and slid up inside me and started cumming. Fuck I was in heaven. He loaded and plowed hard and deep. He shuddered, whispered "fuck." and his bone slid out. "You got any paper towels," he asked "You don't need them," I said and dutifully licked and sucked him squeaky clean. He left satisfied and I left craving more cock and cum.

Happy to meet up with both of you. At treasure chest any sat or sun afternoon. Am mustbecum on Manhunt and anyloadme on Barebackrt

So last Sunday, I finished preaching, had dinner with the wife and kids, took care of a little church business and then told the wife I was going to the gym. I'm one of those evangelical mega-church pastor types that stays fit and "manly." Since I started the hypno trainer vids and started using poppers I can't live without cock. I went to the gym (didn't want to be a liar) just long enough to clean out, throw on a jock and head to the porno store ..... again. I have stopped caring who I suck or open my ass to. Old or young, skinny or fat, ugly or pretty, I don't care as long as the cock gets hard and the seed goes into my body. The first guy I sucked. Building contractor who advertises in local mags. I recognized him. Nice cock. Average smooth body, mid-40's. Hard cock. Filthy mouth and made sure I knew he liked what I was doing. He lasted about 5 mins and then spewed a nice load. Tasty. I sucked him till he shuddered and begged me to stop. He headed out with a thanks. Next was a young Somali guy. There are a few of them that come to the porno store for head. I only had one fuck me and that was amazing. This kid just wanted head. Long gorgeous black cock. straight and nice girth. After getting it down my throat he rolled his head back and started thrusting. The Somali guys don't say much or moan and groan but they cum nice loads. He was no exception. His lean hard body tensed and he shoved his dick into my throat and unloaded directly into my gullet. So beautiful. He cleaned himself and left the booth looking sheepish. The third guy was a short pudgy bear. I have sucked him before. Smallish dick but I don't care. It's dick. He asked for head and I sucked him some. He was a moaner and loved his poppers. I loved them too. I took a hit and when the rush came I asked if he wanted my ass. "No, just suck me." he said. I went back on his cock and a couple minutes later he said, "I want to be inside you." No further invite needed. I stood and turned around. Slicked up my ass with spit and guided his cock to my hole. Damn it was so nice being used. He fucked and slammed into my hole. Murmuring filth the hole time. "Gonna cum," he rasped. He grabbed my hips. Pulled me in and dumped his HUGE load up my neg married cheating hole Fuck. I love it. I am going to hell, but I love it. About that time phone dinged. Text from the the church. Parishioner at the hospital. Had to run. I got myself together and left. The pudgy bear's load seeped from my hole as I sat with a teen boy who'd broken his leg while cycling. His parents were out of town. He was legal age and all I could think about was sucking his young cock. I am such and slut and loving it.