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All this is my experience. The only exception is sharing with my partner. With out an explicit verbal agreement we are 'don't ask, don't tell. '

Thanks guys. Actually he ended up blocking me. I guess his nerves just got in the way of proceeding. I was a little disappointed but it's not worth stressing over. Bottom line, it's a hot unique memory, and I really do wish him well. His nerves will calm down someday.

Transport Truck drivers, of all guys! Getting railed and bred by a young cub in the cab bed is huge on my sexual fantasy bucket list. With his load in my ass I'd be emboldened to go from cab to cab at the truck stop and keep collecting loads. No questions asked, no body type refused. Truck Stop Cum Dump Whore! Fill me up!

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My choices are cum, then coconut oil. I know this wasn't your question, but if he insists on a condom I want Vaseline used in my ass. 😈

Nicely written and developed. I forgot which section this is posted in and was surprised by the tattoo. Fuckin hot! And clearly your dad bod protagonist is not on PreP! Bring it on, please.

I've been chatting a little with a young guy for the last few months. It didn't look like we could make a hookup work. He couldn't host and neither can I. At my noon break today there was a message that he could host but needed to be finished by 2. I was free, got his address, and was on my way. He had me park down the street and warned me about the barking dog. When I got to the door it was clear he's about 19 and this is his parents house. He hustles me up to his bedroom and we start kissing. Deep passionate kissing. This twink has natural talent. He keeps apologizing for being nervous. I reassure him it's only natural. As we make out my hands slide up inside his sweat shirt and down to cup his hairy ass cheeks inside his sweat pants. He asks if it's ok to take off his shirt and apologizes. I assure him there's nothing to apologize for and we are soon both shirtless, hugging and making out. My hand moves around under the front of his sweats and finds a slim hardening 5 or 6 inch cock. You guessed it, he apologized 'it isn't hard yet.' More reassurance from me. I wonder out loud what he's hoping for. "Maybe I could try to have you fuck me?" Tentative and apologetic voice. I confess, "I 'm not a very good top really. " "Oh. Never? Then I could try to fuck you. " "I'd like that. " "But I'm not hard." "Can I suck you hard?" I offer . "If you like. " "Oh I like!" I assure him and drop my pants as I crouch and take him in my mouth. After a bit I ask, "Do you like that, do you like your dick in my mouth?" "Oh yeah!" His smiling face is in agreement with his words. Then we switch places and he's very tentative about taking my thick eight inches into his mouth. I assure him he doesn't have to do anything he doesn't want to do. He agrees, not this time. I assure him I'm ok with that and go back to work on his twink cock with my expert mouth and throat. He's hyper hard and I'd prefer his nervous young load in my ass. "Do you want to fuck me now?" "Is that what you want?" "Oh yeah!" "Then I will try. " As I lie on my back on his bed he goes to his desk and tells me he has a condom. I tell him he doesn't need that for me. He says he wants it anyway. I ask if he has lube. He points to the bottle of Vaseline and says, sorry this is all I have. I reasure him that's fine with me. I don't tell him why. I know I'm a deceptive old pervert taking advantage of a naive young man. 😜 He crawls in between my legs. Works to get the condom on as I grease my hole with Vaseline. He tries to enter me but has lost his erection. Apologizing he pulls it off and lays it aside. I pull his lovely naked body in on top of me and we are passionately making out once again. My hand is jerking his young cock and it is hard once again. I suggest he might want to try again and aim his raw cock at my greased hole. On his first try he penetrates me with half his raw erection. My ass contracts with pain. And he apologizes. I assure him it's OK, breath deep and ease the rest of him into the hilt. It now feels great for me and I check with him. "It feels great!" he assures me. So the fucking begins. I ask if he's less anxious if we talk. He responds, "Yes please, keep us talking. " I learn he's only fucked a couple other guys. Always with condoms. He's never been fucked. This is the first time he's been in an ass bareback. He loves the feeling of his raw cock in my hole. I have to work to get him to look at my face. He relaxes and smiles when I succeed. 'Can he tell I'm enjoying myself?' He smiles and tells me he can. And yes he's enjoying himself, but he anxiously looks down to check his cock and he starts to retch. 'Damn' I think to myself, 'I must not be squeaky clean.' I hadn't had time to do a careful clean out. He apologizes and asks if he can go clean up. While he's gone I pull out my wet whipes. Everything is clean. I stick a finger in deep. Still clean and passing the sniff test. I lie back on the bed and without getting my hopes up, apply more Vaseline to my hole. He's very apologetic when he comes back and anxiously tells me he's not sure he can continue, maybe another time. I assure him that's okay, I understand and I ask him if he wants to cuddle for a bit. He quickly moves his naked body into mine and I offer soothing sounds and gentle kisses to his forehead. Soon his mouth moves to mine and once again we are passionately making out. My hand finds his cock and he is rock hard. I ask if he wants to 69. He looks confused. I ask if he knows what 69 is and has he ever done it. He knows but never has. Does he want me to suck his cock? Yes. So I have him move it up to my mouth. He's soon straddling my chest and I'm working his super hard dick with my mouth and throat. I stop long enough to ask if he likes this. "Oh, yeah!" I help him adjust so he can fuck my face. 'I'm sorry, you're going to make me cum." "Don't be sorry, give it to me", and I took him deep again. His first shot hit my tounge leaving a bit of a bitter taste. The rest shoot deep down my throat. Not exactly what I had hoped for, but good enough. "Sorry " a deeply concerned look on his face. 'There is nothing to be sorry about. That was fantastic ." I reassured and meant it. Once again his naked body was on top of mine and we were passionately kissing. Once again he was super hard. I gently asked if he wanted to try getting into my ass again. "I can try, but I want the condom if that's okay?" "Whatever you need. " We retrieved the condom he had set aside and he hastily pulled it back on. There was a huge air bubble trapped in it. I liked the look of that. I helped him line it up with my hole and he was inside me lickity split. He was clearly enjoying this fuck until he felt something and feared he had slipped out. He checked, saw he was still inside and reassured himself he could see the condom. Back to a great fuck during which he apologetically asked me to keep the noise down for fear of the neighbors hearing. It was my turn to apologize and assure him I was loving this and too enthusiastic with my voiced pleasure . He agreed and soon confessed I was about to make him cum again. "Great!" I joyfully assured him. He pushed in deep and there were subtle signs he was ejaculating into the condom deep in my ass. We deep kissed some more and I thanked him. When he pulled out I saw what I was hoping for. The condom had broken and was only around the base of his young cock. I moved a finger to my ass and sure enough he had bred me his young naive load. I had him check his cock. He was horrified. I assured him I couldn't be more satisfied. I'd wanted his cum in my mouth. He looked concerned. And in my ... He finished my sentence "Ass" and a big smile broke out on his face. He then hurriedly ran off to the bathroom. I was almost dressed when he got back and quickly slipped into his sweats. He kept the dog quiet and called thanks as I scurried out the door and down the street to my car, taking care every step to keep as much of his prize virgin load in my ass as I could. And yes, it is still in me every bit as much as the one in my stomach. I stopped on my drive home to send him a thank you note, "Amazing, amazing, amazing!" He sent a note back, assuring me he had enjoyed himself. Literally fucking fantastic! Stealthed his first load deposit into my cum dump ass. Now I wonder if I'll get another chance with him, and if he'll ever want to use a condom with me again? Further, might I be the first to claim his twink virgin ass ? Might I be the first to breed his beautiful young hairy ass? Mmmmm, mmmmm. I couldn't be happier.

My hubby has never been good at remembering important dates with me. Well neither of us remember the date let alone year we were married. I do remember his birthday each year and at least plan a dinner out on the years I don't through him a party. He has never remembered mine. This year appeared to be no exception. He announced the day before my birthday that he was heading out of town to spend some time with his brother. He promptly packed his bag and left. I awoke on my birthday deciding to waist no energy on resentment. It was a beautiful July morning so I had a leisurely breakfast in the sun on the back deck. Well, maybe a tiny resentment that the deck isn't more private from the neighbors. Breakfast in my birthday suite would have been perfect. After breakfast I got on my bike and enjoyed a three hour ride on the country roads near us. As I showered off the sweat, road dust, and suntan lotion I decided to clean out. After all I had the rest of the day to myself and maybe I'd get lucky. When I was cleaning up the kitchen after a light lunch, again in the sun, this time clad only in my skimpiest speedo, I noticed a delivery van pull into our drive. Out jumped a handsome kilted 30 something year old man. I give my hubby a 'Kilty Pleasures' calender in his stocking every Christmas. It hangs proudly in our kitchen and each month we ogle a new handsome stud, usually only wearing a low slung kilt on his handsome, muscular tanned body. This delivery man could have been a model from the calender. As I met him at the front door I could see his sturdy tanned legs. Beautiful tartan kilt. And, instead of a shirt he wore an open vest showing off his eight pack abbs and lightly haired muscular chest. His chiseled jaw was covered in a tightly cropped beard, and long flowing hair framed his handsome face and smiling eyes. I was so taken by his looks I didn't notice the paper wrapped flowers until he reached out to hand them to me. "Can I step in? There's a note for you to read." He said in the sexiest voice I'd ever heard. "Of course, come on in. " I responded with some embarrassment. The note was from my hubby; "Happy Birthday my man. I hope you enjoy the flowers and the delivery!" When I looked up from the note the delivery man was holding a clip board toward me and offering me a pen. I realized he needed a signature confirming the delivery. I went to sign it without reading and he stopped me, "You are going to want to read this before you sign. " The form was signing off on permission for he (Shel) and his assistant (Don) to give me a message. I didn't bother reading all the fine print, if this hunks hands were going to be on me I was in. It didn't even occur to me to wonder why he needed an assistant. I quickly signed my 'John Henry '. He motioned to the delivery vehicle and an equally gorgeous assistant got out, grabbed a folding message table from the back and came into the house. Yes, he too was in a kilt and open vest. The table was set up in the middle of our living room and the attendant closed the blinds. I was instructed to make myself comfortable. As I proceeded to climb on the table Shel told me to 'not be shy it would work better if I was naked." 'Right' I thought. 'As sexy as they are in those kilts I wish they'd get naked.' But I didn't say anything, just stripped and quickly lay on my belly adjusting my hardon and placing my forehead in the holder. I soon felt warm lotion being applied and Shel's expert hands went to work. I was quickly so relaxed my eyes were closed and I forgot about the assistant. Shel had started on my feet and legs, then moved up to my hands and arms. When working on my upper arm and shoulder he adjusted my lower arm to hang over the side of the table. My hand was brushing the front of his kilt. I snuck a peak and saw he had removed his vest. He winked at me and I returned my head to the resting holder. I began to notice a bulge in his kilt and clearly he was placing it right where my hand couldn't help but touch. Slowly and eventually I took hold of it. Nothing was said and he just kept working his magic with his hands. When he switched sides and arms the same pattern was followed. I was quicker to find and take firm hold of his large hard on. My heart sank when he stopped the message long enough to remove my hand. But, just as quickly he moved my hand inside the kilt so I had free access to his naked cock. I tried to relax but all I could think was, 'just drop the kilt'. His expert hands started to work down my back and eventually found my buttox. I just wanted more and more of this man. He was not shy around my ass hole and eventually a strong finger penetrated and messaged my outer ring. I was now openly moaning my appreciation. The message stopped long enough for him to spread my legs and mount the table from the bottom. New oil was poured on my back and ass cheeks. The next thing I felt was his naked chest and abbs sliding along my butt and and up my back. I was no longer relaxed and desperately hoping he had slipped out of the damn kilt. I didn't need to wait long for my wish. He was lying full weight on my back and I could feel his thick hard on bumping my taint. I was desperately debating in my head, 'do I dare ask him to slide on in'. Then I noticed his hand had moved down. He was lining his cock up to my hole. I gently moaned, "Yes, yes!" His cock head penetrated me and I gasped. He encouraged me to breathe deep and poppers were placed at my nose. 'Oh yeah, the assistant ' I realized. Shel pushed in slowly but steadily. He was soon into me balls deep. Don whispered in my ear; "Oh yeah, he's raw, your husband's instructions were very specific. And I've captured every moment of that bareback penetration on video slut. Happy Birthday. " "Holy shit, hubby set this all up!" I exclaimed . Shel's sexy voice; "Yup. Do you want this to continue? I noticed you didn't take time to read the fine print details. " "Fuck me, breed me, yes, yes yes .... anything, everything ... I want it all!" Shel then gave me the fuck pounding of my lifetime. As ten minutes passed his pace quickened and his breathing became eratic. "Your boyfriends instructions were to paint your intestines with my cum. You ready?" I didn't have time to answer and it was clear his cock was blasting me deep and full. For a full minute I felt his convulsions through my hole. He remained inside and took a full five minutes laying on my back regaining his breath. "Are you ready to roll over so I can message your front now Birthday boy?" His sexy voice sent shivers down my spine. I rolled over and his magic hands had me relaxed as soft putty in no time. He rubbed me down from head to toe avoiding my pelvic region. Everything else taken care of he began moving down from my belly button moving closer and closer to my balls and the base of my cock. Then he transitioned from message to hand job on my super charged fully erect pole. Precum was flowing freely when his gentle fingers started swirling my sensitive cock head. I was just about ready to blow when his words held me back. "This is for your pleasure. Would you mind if I continued with my mouth. " "Mind?! Are you kidding. Your enjoyment is my enjoyment. " I was ready to blow the minute his luscious lips wrapped round my hard cock flesh. But I fought to hold off. Thankfully it was not long until he spoke again. "What a gorgeous cock. Could I please ride it?" "I insist. I was afraid you'd never ask." He was on the table and squatting in a snap. As my naked member breached his hole his sexy voice crooned, "I hope you don't mind me riding it raw. " "I wouldn't give it to you any other way. " I responded "I hope you want my cum in you where you planted yours in me 'cause I can't hold it ... Fuuccckkk ... argh .... fuckin breedin your sexy ass Shel ... fuckin breeding you. " My orgasm went on and on ass he sat his entire weight down to keep my erupting cock in to the hilt. "Sorry bud, I know you're the paying customer. Please consider that to be my tip." When he climbed off the table Don handed him the video camera, stripped out of his kilt and asked me to bend over the table. His cock was even thicker and longer than Shel's. I didn't hesitate. He drove right into my still sloppy hole and rarely had I felt so stretched and full. He waisted no time in getting up to speed and was quickly struggling with rasped breaths. "Tell me what you need slut." Don's insistent voice. "Breed my slutty ass. Please " "No need to ask twice." And rope after rope of his hot cum sprayed deep into my insatiable hole. When they were packed up and leaving the door they both thanked me and assured me the edited video would be in my hubby and my email boxes within two hours. After the morning ride and this super sexy workout I was exhausted. I fell into bed and slept for three solid hours. I was awakened by my phone. It was hubby. We got on line and watched the video at the same time. I had blasted another load before the video ended. Hubby wondered how I liked my gift. "Best fucking birthday ever! Literally ! Thanks for knowing me so well. " "Love ya bud. With that much cum in your ass I'm pretty sure where you're heading for tonight. " He winked as he signed off. I debated for about thirty seconds if I could improve the experience with Shel and Don. I knew I couldn’t. I hopped in the car and headed for the bathhouse anyway.

So fuckin hot 🔥

Honestly, I'm so fuckin jealous. Congratulations!

I love outdoor sex! It's one of the main reasons I go to clothing optional gay campgrounds. I'll never forget getting fucked and bred by my French fuck buddy in the rocks at Zipolite, Mexico. So fuckin hot with the sun blazing down on our entwined naked bodies and the Mexican fishermen trolling past!

You almost nailed it. Here's the next chapter in point form. -went back to in-laws and passed out on his good scotch in their wreck room. - wife angrily woke me! -changed into running shorts and deep cut muscle shirt to get out for fresh air to clear my hangover headache. -In-laws watching with hate in their eyes as I run out the door. -ran the opposite direction from his house loosing track of my turns. -found myself in front of his house anyway. -found him naked in the hot tub -stripped off and joined him . -tried to convince him and myself the 'April Fools Joke' was his trying to convince me he was toxic poz. -fucked away what was left of the morning of April 1. -neighbour's watching, one filming. I'm told he posts on Twitter, but from too far to see faces. - we finally move inside and I'm fucked in front of huge screen TV. It's the neighbour's Twitter feed with closeups of our faces, he's upgraded his equipment. Sound even captures me mocking 'Poz my straight ass. ' - just after I'm bred my fifth load the clock strikes noon. -I insist he must tell me the truth now. -poz and highly toxic while on a meds vacation. - I run off in only my shorts. -Stop at the In-laws only for car keys and my wallet. I'm thankful wife and I don't share bank accounts or credit cards as I hit the road traveling west to who knows where. Thanks for all the likes guys. I really get off on writing this stuff and your encouragement. Happy bb fucking!

We were at my wife’s parent’s for the Easter long weekend. Late Sunday afternoon I had foolishly drank two cups of ‘full test’ coffee. I was so bored with the conversation I knew I needed to do something or I’d have fallen asleep. Her parents really didn’t like me so an afternoon nap was not an option. By 11 p.m. everyone had gone to bed and was sound asleep. My wife was breathing deeply, she was dead to the world. The last thing my eyes wanted to do was close and for the past half hour I had failed to convince them otherwise. I stopped fighting them and quietly got up grabbing my jeans and t shirt. I sleep naked but figured it would be safe to get downstairs before pulling these clothes on. As I suspected their was no one around so I went to the liquor cabinet and poured myself a couple fingers of scotch. I stood at the front window sipping away and taking in the empty cul-de-sac. The booze quickly warmed me throughout and gave me a bit of a buzz. I pulled on the jeans and my sandals, threw the t over my shoulder and set out for a bit of a walk. It was unseasonably warm. The night air felt great on my bare chest and shoulders. My spirits soared as I walked and I began to regret that I hadn’t brought along another stiff drink to celebrate this feeling of freedom. About a block away from my in-laws house a Tesla Uber pulled up to the curb just ahead of me. The back door opened and I heard a resonant deep voice say; “You sure you don’t want to come in? I’d love to give you a special big tip.” I presumed it was the drivers voice that responded with a laugh; “Thanks bud, but I’m going to pass for tonight. Take care.” The passenger, a guy about my age, early thirties, emerged from the car which was now beside me. He must have just noticed me as the door closed and the Tesla sped off. “Oh, Hi. Not often a handsome guy like you is walking my street this late. What’s up?” “Oh, just visiting the in-laws down the street, couldn’t sleep. Though I’d catch some fresh air.” I responded. “Cool. I live right here.” He pointed to a nice bungalow. “Why not come in and join me for a drink?” I’m as straight as they come but have always liked the look of a fit 1970’s Tom Selick look alike. And I don’t know why it registers so high on my radar, but I noticed two or three extra button’s were open on his shirt revealing a thickly haired muscular chest. All the same I demurred. “Thanks, but I probably should get back.” “Oh, come on. You look pretty damn wide awake and I suspect nobody else is back at your in-laws. Just one drink.” I relented. He ushered me into his beautifully manicured back garden complete with a big deck and 8 person hot tub. He turned on the landscape lighting, took the lid off the hot tub and as he slipped inside encouraged me to hop on in. Again, I ignored his generous invitation and sat on a comfy deck chair. I contemplated put on my t but tossed it aside while kicking off my sandles. He soon came back out with a tray of six filled shoot glasses. His shirt was now completely open, he set the tray on a side table, removed his shirt and sat with the table between us. He passed me a shot glass and said, “I hope you like tequila.” We clinked the glasses in a toast and he said. “Chin, chin.” We chugged the tequila and the second glass was passed to me. “To chance encounters.” I toasted this time and again we quickly chugged. I was now more than tipsy and watched as he bounced out of his chair and slipped out of his pants. He stood before me stark naked with a semi-erected 8 inches, passed me the third shot glass and said, “Come join me in the tub.” I protested; “But I don’t have a swimsuit.” “Fuck that. My neighbours are all asleep. Besides they’ve seen many naked men engaged in more than a soak here.” He grinned. I gingerly got up and shyly dropped my jeans. I was quite surprised to find I was sporting a hard seven inches. I tried to cover myself as I joined him in the tub. He just laughed. “So, I take it you are gay?” I queried. “I take it you are not?” he queried back with a huge grin. “Yup.” I responded quickly. He moved over beside me and grabbed my fully erect dick. “This seems to be contradicting what you say.” His grin was from ear to ear. I just sat there and blushed. “Sit up here on the edge.” He motioned with his free hand and I was too drunk by now to protest. I sat on the edge of the tub. He opened my legs and moved in between them. He bent over and vacuumed in my boner with his luscious lips. I was instantly in boner heaven, no woman had ever done this to me. Then a light went on in his neighbour’s house and I did the best to jump away. We both sat back into the tub, but this time with no pretense to distance our naked bodies from one another. “Don’t worry, she’s seen me fuck and get fucked many times before. Besides if she wanted to watch she would have kept her light off.” “So, the stories are true.” I stated. “What stories, that we gay guys are promiscuous?” “Fuck yeah! We straight guys are jealous.” “No need to be, just learn to follow your dick.” His hand was firmly wrapped around mine again. “So how many guys have you been with in the last year, heck month?” I wondered. “How many do you think?” he fired back. “Two, maybe three?”, me. “Fuck man. There were four different guys just on Friday night alone.” “What the fuck?” I swore. “That’s nothing. 10 to 20 per week. 50 to 80 per month. Times twelve is probably over a thousand per year.” “Fuck man. You are seriously addicted.” Deep concern tinging my voice. “Addicted to cock and cum. Yup, that would be me as well as all my gay friends.” “I guess I get cock, I mean you are gay. But cum?” “Of course, preferably in the mouth or up the ass?” “Your’s or his …. Theirs …. Your mouth ... or their ass?” I was bewildered. “Both. Mostly I top, My preference is to breed them. But when the chemistry calls and I haven’t had a load in me for a while ….” “But what about condoms? Don’t you practice ‘safe sex?’” “I haven’t used one of those, or had one used in me for the last ten years. Nobody uses those anymore except you prisoner straight guys.” “So, you are telling me you have been sharing intimate bodily fluids with about 10,000 different guys?” I was astounded. “More or less.” He brushed the comment off like he was talking about what brand of toilet paper he like. “But you check before you fuck …. Um …. Get fucked don’t you?” “Why would I bother with that?” I hadn’t noticed but one of his hands had worked under my ass and a finger was starting to probe my hole. “What do you think you are doing?!” I cried as I tried to move away. His hand around my hard cock held me fast. “Finger fuckin your straight ass lad. Maybe you don’t need to stay jealous.” “I … I …. I…” stuttered from my frightened lips. He jumped out of the tub pulling me with him. He first pulled me to his bar where he poured and we gulped down two more tequila each. We dripped our way into his master bedroom and he threw me on my back on his bed. I instinctively worked my naked ass to the edge of the bed and raised my legs. ‘What the fuck was I thinking, I wasn’t, it must have been all the booze.’ His short cropped beard was soon scratching my ass hole before he started to rim me like the expert with over ten thousand notches on his belt he was. I was delirious with sexual excitement like I had never experienced before. Soon his tongue was slipping deeper and deeper in and out of my hole. “Fuck me!” I heard myself moan. He quickly stood and aimed his huge cock at my hole. It had now swollen to ten solid inches. “No, no, not literally. Not with that monster.” I panicked “And definitely not without a condom.” It was as if he calmed instantly, “So you are saying ‘if I wear a condom’ you will let me fuck your virgin straight ass?” “Um, no …. awe, no!” I should have left it at that but my drunken tonged wagged; “And you don’t have condoms anyway.” He went to his dresser, opened a top drawer and riffed through it while saying; “I might just have one here.” Why I hadn’t lowered my legs still doesn’t make sense to me. He came back with a little brown bottle in one hand and a condom package hanging out of his lips. He gave me the bottle after uncapping it and began to open the package with his teeth. “Breath that in deep, here, let me show you.” He did so, passed me the bottle, and as I snorted three in hails per nostril he stretched the rubber over his freakin big cock. Then he greased it up with Vaseline and aimed it at my hole. His words asked; “Are you sure about this?” but his eyes said you’re getting it no matter what. The rubber head breached my ass ring and I was in overwhelming pain. He coached me to breath deep and gave me more poppers. The pain continued the deeper he got. I felt I was being torn in two. His hand was over my mouth muffling my screams. He just seadily pushed on in for what felt like ten minutes. It was probably only two at most. Then it was as if something snapped inside me and the pain disappeared. I looked down and I was fully impaled. He saw the change in my face and said “Aw, ha.” As he pulled out of me he said, “Just what I thought. The condom broke, it was too small and too old.” He was already jettisoning it to the floor. Without a word he aimed back into me. I pushed him away with my feet and hands. “Not without a condom you don’t” “But you felt how much better skin on skin is when the condom broke.” “Fuck. Is that what changed so fast?” “Let me show you.” “No way …. Well maybe … but only if you can prove you are safe and you can’t do that … so” why couldn't I control my drunken tongue? “As a matter of fact I have the paperwork from my latest std tests from just last week.” “You are fucking kidding me. It’s after mid-night April fools, right?” “Looks like you are the fool.” He had retrieved them from a desk. It was hard to see in the dim light and with my boozy head but it looked like the right date and there was a red stamp across the document, “ALL CLEAR”. I rolled my eyes and soon enough his raw cock head was breaching my hole. It hurt at first, but not as much as with the rubber. And very quickly the pain transformed into pure pleasure. His huge cock was into the hilt before I remembered to blurt. “But, don’t cum in me. Please don’t cum.” “Whatever you say.” And with that he started fucking in and out of me. My moans betrayed the joy and delight I was experiencing. After a half hour and three different positions he leaned into my ear. “I’m getting close.” “Don’t stop. Please don’t stop! This is fuckin amazing!” He collapsed on top and deep inside me. I could tell by the wild look on his face and the warmth filling my gut that he was in full orgasmic state. He was pumping convulsion after rope after squirt of cum deep into me. “Fuck, just when I thought it couldn’t get better. You just bred my virgin straight ass didn’t you.” “It’s no longer, straight, nor virgin, and I didn’t just breed it, I knocked it up! April fools!” “What do you mean ‘knocked it up’?” There was a pregnant pause before I spoke again. “Haha, right, April fools. You just said that to scare the fuck out of me.” “Nope fool. The paperwork I showed you was the April fool. I borrowed it from a friend. Here is mine.” He retrieved similar papers from the desk and turned on the bedside light so I could read them easily. I don’t know where he got it from but his drivers licence was with the papers. I could confirm the name and address. HIV Poz with a huge viral load. “You just knowingly pozzed my virgin married ass?” “Like I said bud, it is no longer straight or virgin. And as for how your wife is going to deal with it being poz, that’s not my worry.” I bolted as fast as I could. I just grabbed my jeans from the back garden and was still pulling them on as I ran barefoot down the side walk. Half way down the block I stopped in my tracks, fastened my jeans and pulled up the fly. My hands first went to my head as I spun in a circle looking up into the sky. Next one of my hands reached into the back of my jeans and a finger found my sloppy hole. I pulled the finger out and licked it clean, thinking “What the fuck have I done?! What the fuck do I do now?!”

Great set up!

It was Good Friday so the guys were coming to our house instead of our regular coffee shop. I was desperately hoping Stew would be joining us this week. He normally works so can't join us mid afternoon. His husband rarely misses. Although his husband is much older and very pot bellied Stew is a Greek God . He works out 7 days a week. He's tall, slim, beautifully muscled, has very artistic tattoos of his former cats on his shoulders and the crest for 'Queen' on his back. Freddy Mercury is his idol. Stew has silky long white hair, usually in a bun and a closely cropped white beard framing his handsome smiling face. He's a sweetheart and the only thing average about him is his 6 inch cock. That said, he gives an above average fuck. The first time we hooked up Stew and his husband had me over to their place. They are Portuguese and Brazilian so any visit starts with good booze and something to eat. These formalities for hospitality out of the way we went up to their bedroom. It was pretty clear they didn't entertain like this often as they fussed and argued about what the neighbors might see and how many blinds to close. That settled we began to make out and help each other out of our clothes. Soon we were all naked and sucking each other hard. Stew and I had been 69ing when I swung around and straddled his torso so we could share some great pre cum passionate kisses. I began to realize the husband was standing beside the bed. I looked back to see he was manhandling Stew erection. In fact guiding it to my ass. I pushed back as the husband guided the raw cock into my hole. I was both delighted and amazed as nothing had been talked about ahead of time. In the back of my mind I had been stewing about when the best time to declare my 'raw is law' stance to sex. I hadn't needed to worry. I was now riding this Greek God in front of his husband bareback! I was extatic! The fuck didn't last long because Stew was soon unloading deep in my ass as I spontaneously orgasmed and sprayed cum on Stew’s strong chest, jaw, and the headboard of the bed. Stew then watched as I bent over the side of the bed to take his husband's raw cock and breeding. The only other time I got to play with them together was at a naked dance in a nearby city. They had taken me along with them. One of the organizers, a handsome mid-thirty’s cub clad in a jock strap and leather harness had come over to welcome me as a new comer. After a passionate deep tounge kiss I had bent over, released, and sucked his 8 hard inches down my throat. One of his fingers quickly found and entered my prelubed hole. I soon stood, turned and offered my ass to his magnificent cock. By this point Stew pulled me into an embrace and deep kiss. We were still kissing when the host fired his load deep into my ass. Stew quickly moved in behind me and soon I was receiving another breeding in the middle of the dance floor. My exhibitionist soul was in heaven. Two of the sexiest guys present had just used and bred me on the dance floor for all to see. I moved to the side and sucked down my next load from a cute young enthusiastic guy. As I moved away from that encounter Stew’s husband danced up behind me, worked his raw cock into my sloppy hole and was soon adding his DNA to the soup in my anal cavity. Beyond that Stew would come out on the bay with me in the boat. We'd fuck out in the sun. Eventually he'd breed me and we'd skinny dip to cool off and clean up. As two couples we frequently socialized. Being in close proximity to Stew made me hornier every time. Especially when we couldn't do what we most enjoy to do with each other. We had chatted a few times after some of these frustrating experiences and both agreed we needed to find a way to sneak off and fuck. Maybe this Good Friday would be our chance. You may wonder why I'm calling this cheating as my hubby and I have an open relationship. In fact I'm pretty sure my man knows I have sex with Stew. We are 'don't ask don't tell' but he's not stupid, he knows. Further, I had had the odd guy into our house to fuck and breed me in our bed. Just never when he was in town. Again no rules had been laid down, I just didn't want to rub hubby's face in my dalliances. But I couldn’t stand it any longer. If Stew was coming I knew I wanted anted, no needed, to have sex with him. I really didn't have time to clean out; besides, why go to all that bother, get my hopes up, and then not have him show. At the designated time the first of our guests appeared and I busied myself preparing drinks and appies. More guests arrived and I lost myself in the socializing and party and found I'd given up hope of Stew and partner coming. Then I noticed their car pull up. As I saw this beautiful man step out of their car I got rock hard instantly. I made sure I was at the door to greet them with warm hugs and kisses. Stew’s husband had food to add to our offerings and headed to the kitchen after I took his coat. I knew my hubby was in the kitchen and they would be tied up together for a while organizing food to serve. The rest of our guests were happily ensconced in chatter. This was my chance. When I was sure no one was looking I took Stew by the hand and led him down the stairs. I pulled him into our downstairs onsuit bathroom, closed the door, embraced him and planted a huge kiss on his lips. When we broke the kiss he was grinning like a Cheshire cat. He was already loosening his belt and opening his fly. I whispered; " We have to be quick. " and I started to crouch planning to suck him off. He caught me by the arm and with his thick Brazilian accent and broken English said, "No, I fuck you. " "But I'm not sure I'm clean" I whispered back. "You not want me fuck you?" "Of course I do." "Then I fuck you, shhhhh" He hushed me. I leaned over the sink vanity and grabbed Vaseline out of the medicine cabinet. He greased my hole and his pole. He wasted no time in breaching my entrance and I involuntarily gasped and groaned quite loudly. One of his hands moved to cover my mouth. His mouth moved in to my ear and my skin crawled as he hushed me, "shhhhh". Then it was as if to contradict himself he began slapping into my ass with full fuck force. I wasn't sure his hand could muffle my moans and gasps enough. I soon lost the desire to care. My sex God's raw cock was right where I needed it. Through the mirror I could see his beautiful face nibbling at my neck and ear. I thought, 'God, how did I get so lucky?' He stopped pounding just for a moment to pull off his shirt and release the knot of his hair. I couldn't take my eyes off his powerful tattooed shoulders and beautiful long swaying locks. His smiling eyes met mine through the mirror and held me. "I love you. " He mouthed. "I love fuck you." "Oh yeah, fuckin breed me!" I was totally out of control. Five more pounding slaps and he was roaring with laughter as he flooded my guts. I quickly spun and dropped to aggressively clean his cock with my mouth. My ass juices and his cum tasted like the sweetest nectar. He practically screamed pushing my head away, "No, too much, stop." It was my turn to hush as I pointed upstairs. "Shhhhhh". When we started to regroup and pull our clothes back up and on we realized he had accidentally tossed his shirt in the toilet in the heat of the moment. He gingerly held the dripping mess over the toilet bowl. I took it from him and placed it in the sink. I then led him to my closet and pulled out my white flowery see through shirt. I knew it would show off his sexy body and gorgeous tattoos. He kept smiling and pulled it on. He reached to align a button with a hole and then shook his head leaving the shirt open so it framed his washboard abbs. He grabbed my ratiest torn jeans and my mesh vest and insisted I change into them. I asked if he was crazy. He just grinned impishly and said "Yeah ". The jeans were my favorite. They were covered in frade material and rips including around the back and over the front pockets. They were definitely not presentable to wear in public. But they made me feel so exposed and sexy. I followed Stew’s lead and didn't button the vest. At the bottom of the stairs he ran his hand through the thick hair on my chest. "I like!" He crooned. We shared a passionate kiss and then made our way up to return to the party. Some people seemed to barely notice we had been away. His husband seductively approached me as he emerged from the kitchen . He kissed me on the lips, hugged me, and slid a hand down to cup my ass cheek. One of his fingers found a hole in the denim and easily snaked it's way over and into my wet hole. He pulled it out and presented it to my lips. I licked it off and quietly said. "The best!" We shared another kiss and I moved to the couch to sit beside Stew. Stew’s finger found the frayed hole beside my fly, snaked inside and stroked my growing hard on. My husband came into the room and pretended not to see. Everyone seemed to be in a great mood and the laughing and banter carried on for the next while seemly oblivious of Stew’s finger messaging my cock through my frade jeans. Then a friend leaned into my ear and whispered. "You and I could slip down and I could give more than a finger to your needy cock, slut. " This didn't desuade Stew one bit as he grabbed hold of my raging hard on and moved up to kiss my friend all in one motion. I was now afraid I was going to ejaculate there and then in the middle of our house party. I excused myself and made my way towards the basement stairs. As I fled I noticed the hole beside the fly of my jeans had ripped larger and the shiny head of my erection was poking out. Stew’s husband was behind me and followed me down the stairs and directly into our bedroom. He was quickly embracing me from behind. " My turn, my sweet " he cruned with his sexy Portuguese accent. I just dropped my pants and bent over the edge of the bed. He slid his raw cock into me and I could feel his big hairy belly resting on my back. Like the first time it only took a few pumps before he was unloading deep into my gut. I tossed my ripped jeans aside and pulled on a pair of baggy shorts. We went back up to join the party but people were grabbing their coats and heading out. My husband was being the perfect host helping people on with their coats and hugging them as they headed out to the street. One of our sexiest bear friends emerged from the upstairs bathroom at this point. He beelined directly to me, leaned into my ear and said. "I've always wanted to sneak you down there. Let's go." His cock was out before we got to the bedroom. "So, how do you want this, 'cause I know you want this. " He said with great confidence. When I turned my back to him he saw the wet spot on the ass of my shorts. "Oh, okay!" with surprise in his voice, "I've wanted to breed your ass for a long time. Guess it's my lucky day. " I was bent over the bed and he was railing my slutty ass in no time. His coke can thick 9 inches were ripping me appart and giving too much pleasure for me to even think to stifle my cries of pain and delight. Soon I was on my back and his hairy sweaty body was driving into me missionary. With horror I saw my husband enter the bedroom and sit on the bed beside me. Very calmly he said, "Don't mind me boys. I'm just here to watch." Our bear friend spoke next with a bit of a gasp in his increasingly laboured breathing, "You sure. " "Bareback eh? I always knew he was a slut. I suspected this but now I know. Breed my husband for me, it appears he can't get enough. " His words weren't out of his mouth and the bear was pumping my cum filled gut to overflowing. When our bear friend had showered and left we heated up some leftovers for dinner. I finally screwed up my courage to speak, "I'm sorry you saw that. I've tried to be discreet. " "Hell, no need to apologize. I've told you it doesn't bother me to know you are out having sex with guys. I suspected it but now I know you play bareback. Just with guys you know? Or ...?" "Or? Yeah, anybody. Anybody that wants my ass gets it raw. God, I love cum in my ass. " "Apparently. Do you check that they are safe?" Apologetically I responded; "Sorry. I never bother. I'm already poz and undetectable. And I just need their cum." "Well I don't like it; but, it's your body. And since we don't have sex. I'm safe. Did Stew and his husband also breed you this afternoon? I saw you took them downstairs. " "I thought we were don't ask don't tell. " I queried. "I'm not mad. Just curious. " "In that case, yeah. They both bred me." "Good. I like those guys. I was pretty sure what you and Stew get up to on the boat. I'm surprised you let his husband fuck you, but good for you. Good for him. Was it fun to sneak off? You know we could all hear you. " "Fuck, sorry. " "Was it fun?" I was blushing; "Yeah, it was fuckin awesome." "Good. Now do you want dessert, or do you need more cum in your ass?" "Fuuccckkk. Always more cum." "It's a nice evening. I'll do the dishes. Isn't there a cruising woods near here? I'm sure they will be interested in your prelubed hole. Go on, get out of here. " "Are you sure?" I asked skeptically. "No, so you better get going before I change my mind. " He smiled. I went to the woods. It was getting dark. There were lots of guys around. I found a good solid tree, stripped , leaned against the tree and offered my ass to any and all takers. I lost track of the number of raw cocks that probed my hairy dripping hole and soon there was a steady stream of strangers cum running down the back of my legs. About two a.m. I found my way home. Hubby had gone to bed. There was a light on in the kitchen. The medicated shampoo bottle was on the counter with a note. "Use this, with all your hair you might have picked up crabs and I don't want those again. Then get your naked body into bed with me. " I was exhausted but did as instructed I tried not to wake him as I crawled in and curled up on my side of the bed. He moved over and spooned me with his naked body. Sleepily he asked, "Did you have fun?" One of his fingers had found my hole, intruded and was then offered to my mouth. This was the most sexual we had been with each other in years!

Fantastic story! Very fuckin hot! If it's based on the 'Pozed on Stage ' story I wrote and posted here on Breeding Zone I am honoured!

He followed me right into the bathroom. There was a guy washing his hands already in there but this didn't diswade the attendant one bit. He grabbed me and pushed me into an empty stall. Having latched the door he spun me around, leaned me against the stall wall, embraced me from behind and started opening my pants. He hissed in my ear ; "The smell of your toxic cum filled hole has driven me crazy horny from the moment you boarded my plane. Time for me to mount you. " His raw cock was breaching my hole in no time. "I knew it. Nice and cum lubed for me. " He smiled as my ass was pounded. "Yeah, but how do you know it's poz?" I questioned. "I was at the same bathhouse as you last night. I saw all the biohazard and scorpion tattoos breeding you in the sling. And you had that freshly fucked glow of a cumdump as you boarded this morning. I figured you got fucked and bred all night. " "Bingo, you've got my number." I replied. "And here's another load to add to your count." He unloaded deep in me, pulled up his pants, and exited the stall before I caught my breath. He must have let the pilot and co-pilot in on my secret because they pushed into the stall as he left. The pilot dropped his pants and underwear as the co-pilot fastened the door. The pilots cock was very thick so took lots of work to get into my well lubricated hole. Turned out it was also long as by the time he bottomed out I felt extremely full. Thankfully it was not long until he to was dumping his load. The co-pilot was in me in a flash and laid on a rapid fuck with lots of juicy squishy sounds. He had not bothered to latch the door so a few guys came by to watch the show before he to was draining his balls into my intestines. "Thanks bud!" And he was gone. I decided to stay bent over, ass out, in case anyone else decided to take a turn. But the bathroom was soon empty. I pulled myself together, retrieved my bags from the carousel and Jeff was waiting for me with a big smile and hug. I had sent him the video of me breeding Chuck as well as the news someone had beaten me to the job of pozing the young cub. Jeff was incredibly pleased. He didn't mind the idea of having a poz brother, he just wanted to be the first to be gifted and stung by my newly toxic load. He had a thousand questions about what it was like for me to have a week of recharging loads. He ended up moving in with me temporarily and we fucked morning, noon and night. I began to feel like a prize race horse stallion breeding my philly. Two weeks in Jeff took violently ill. Where he found the energy to invite every other toxic poz man he knew to come and dump their variety of the virus into his fever ravaged body I'll never know. It seemed there was a steady stream for the next three days. When he had recovered enough he packed his things and assured me how grateful he was and how he had every intention to not be a pest. I never heard from Chuck again, and Jeff, true to his word has been a perfect gentleman. Every now and then we get together, mostly for him to breed me, but otherwise we happily live our separate lives. Three weeks after knowing I had pozzed Jeff I had the urge to inseminate at least one more guy. I'd let the young chaser from Scruff convince me to take a med vacation, I might as well poz once more before going back on the meds. I considered seeing if I could find someone on 'breeding zone' or 'bbrt' but realized I really wanted to talk a guy into going bareback and relenting to take the chance of getting knocked up. With this in mind I booked into a nearby clothing optional gay campground. With my tent erected and site set up I went to the pool with a large insulated mug of vodka and tonic. Heavy on the vodka. The sun felt fantastic on my face, shoulders, chest, stomach, groin and legs. I was soon immersed in a great chat with the couple in the chaislounges beside mine. A handsome silver haired bear of a daddy and his gorgeous young cub son. It took no time for this chat to get very flirty and I had to dive in the pool to cool my jets and keep my chubby from being too obvious. The daddy soon joined me and was playing with my hardening cock under the water. "So," he wondered, "you seem like the kind of guy that would be interested in playing with me and my boy. Do I have that right?" "You certainly do." I eagerly responded. "Then let's go to the play area in the woods." He offered. "OK, I'm game." We didn't bother with towels. Stark naked we made our way into the woods. The touching started before we were even near the play area structures. Daddies hand on my bare ass. Son's lips kissing my shoulder. My grasp of the Son's now rigid 7 inches. There was no one else there so we made our way directly to the roofed area with the slings. I crouched down and took their hard ons into my mouth. First the son, then Daddies solid thick 8 inches. As I savored daddy one of his fingers found and traced my hole. I moaned my pleasure and pushed back to be sure his didgit penetrated me. "Fuck yeah son, we've got ourselves an eager bottom here. Grab some condoms and lube there. Let's give this guy what he needs." The boy headed for the container on the post. I emptied my mouth and spoke up, "If you want to give this bottom what he needs you only need lube, but even then just spit will suffice." "Wow cowboy " reacted the daddy, "We only play safe with strangers, tempting as your hairy ass is. Right son?" The cub sounded a bit disappointed , "Yes daddy, that's right. Sorry bud. " "Fair enough guys." And as I started to walk away , "If you change your minds you'll find me and my eager ass around camp somewhere. Have fun. " "Hold up, hold up " said daddy as he grasped my forearm. Then to his son, "You sounded disappointed son, do you want to take his ass the way you take mine? Skin on skin. " "You know how much you like it daddy. Don't you want to watch me fuck this eager guy. We promised ourselves we'd stretch our limits this weekend if we got a chance. Here's our chance. " "Yeah but ... " protested the daddy. "But what, Dad? You know how much you love it raw. You know how much I love being inside you with nothing between us. This guys eager, we can both raw fuck him. You'd like that wouldn't you?" This last question clearly directed at me. "Like it? I'd fuckin love it!" "See daddy. Please?" His dad smiled; "OK, you better rim this nice man's ass. You heard him. He just wants spit for lube. " The cub had been well tutored and went right to work. Dad moved in for a deep kiss and we rubbed each other's furry chest and bellies. When the cub stood and pushed his cock into me his dad's mouth moved to my ear; "So is that what you need slut?" "Oh yeeaaaaah!" I moaned. The boy gave me a good pounding as daddy and I continued to make out. Then it was the young man's turn to lean into my ear. "I'm ready to cum. Where do you want it?" "Where do you want to give it!" I moaned back. "Breed him son, breed the slut." He was already unloading inside me. "My turn slut!" And daddy was forcing his big tool into my slippery hole. As dad fucked me son sucked me for a bit. Without warning he stood and backed his young hole onto my rigid cock. I was deep inside him before I remembered my status. This raw fuck sandwich felt phenomenal, I didn't want to interrupt it with talk but felt I should. The cub was first to speak. "Damn daddy his raw cock is almost as good as yours." Dad spoke next as he continued fucking me, "A little late now, but I'm assuming you are clean. Right?" "Well you shouldn't make assumptions." I interjected "What the fuck! Why didn't you tell us sooner?" "It's your job to ask if you care. Nothing to worry about if your son is on PreP. " I noticed the young man was enjoying the fuck and not pulling off. "Are you on PreP son?" "No, but please don't stop yet. Your cock feels too good." "But I'm poz and not on meds. This is a toxic cock in your vulnerable ass." To my surprise he neither pulled away, and even more surprising dad kept raw fucking me. "Don't breed my boy. I'm close, let me finish in you. Then get the hell out of him. Aurgh ... yeah .... there you go ... take my load.... " I knew my ass flooding would soon push me over the top. I was cumming as I hurriedly pulled out of the cub. Most of my load was dripping around his vulnerable hole. I was tempted to push back in but the son's words stopped me. "Fuck that was close dad! So fuckin hot though. Toxic Poz raw cock in my ass. I had no idea it would be such a turn on. Good thing you told him to pull out. I was too lost in the excitement. Fuck! He could have just knocked me up! Holy Fuck! Close call. " "Too close for my comfort son. Let's get out of here. " And they were gone. There was still no one around. I thought I might jerk off another load but ultimately decided against that. I saw father and son at the dance later that same night. The son came over to flirt with me when his dad was off I assumed at the bathroom. "Fuck man, that was awesome earlier. I can't stop thinking about it. What do you think, did any of your toxic cum unload in me?" He was clearly flirting. I flirted back, "The first blast definitely escaped before I had time to pull out completely. " "Fuck yeah ! I thought so. I've been holding it in just in case. ... Not that I want to be infected. Don't get me wrong. The risk is just so fuckin hot. I'm so horny for your cum." I kissed him on the lips. Then I asked; " Do you want to ramp up the danger? We could sneak off and I could breed you a full toxic load. You could take your chances ." He lit up like a Christmas tree; "Holy fuck, that's so fuckin twisted." He pulled my hand down to feel his hardness in the crotch of his pants . That's when I saw his daddy returning. "Break it up you two flirting Homos. Come on son. I'm done. Let's return to our trailer. Looks like you could use some attention down there. " He pointed at the young man's crotch. With kisses all around they left and I kept dancing for the next hour. A few guys flirted with me but I decided to return to the play area. Unlike earlier in the day there was lots of activity. Guys sucking. Guys fucking. Groups groping. One guy in the sling with three guys taking turns raw dogging him. It was just after I watched him take his second load up the ass that the son from the couple came up behind me . His arms wrapped me in a hug from behind. My flesh tinglled as he whispered in my ear. "I just fucked, bred and tucked daddy in. I can't stop thinking about you so I snuck out when he started snoring. I checked your campsite and figured I 'd find you here. Am I too late?" "Too late for what?" I queried. "To get your second load? Except I want it all shot inside. Breed me your toxic babies. " "Are you sure you want me to knock you up?" I shot back. "No, I don't want to get knocked up. But I've got to feel your entire dangerous load in me. The little taste earlier convinced me I need the risk. That I'm cheating on daddy just makes it all the more delicious." He was soon on his knees with my rod probing his tonsils. When it was good and wet he stood and leaned against a post. As I moved in and lined up with his hole I asked, "Are you sure you are not on PreP?" 'I am sure. " "Are you sure you want my raw toxic poz cock in your vulnerable ass?" "YES!" I was inside him. "You know it's too late to back out now? Even if you beg me I'm not pulling out 'til I breed you deep. " "Fuck yeah, it's too late, now fuck me, breed me, fill me with your poz babies. Quickly before I change my mind. " "I'm close kid. Tell me what you want. Tell me you want me to knock you up!" By now a crowd had gathered to watch and listen. "Knock him up daddy!" "Poz his cheating ass!" "Breed his stupid ass!" "I'm so fuckin close kid. One last chance ... tell me what you want..." "Shit. Are you really toxic?" "Yeah" "Fuck, then pull out, pull out now!" It was too late. I was already blasting deep into his vulnerable guts. His knowledge that I was toxic, and his failed last second attempt to withdraw his permission turned up the intensity of my orgasm . The crowd cheered and the young man was crying. I spoke to the cub; "Look I'd apologize, but I gave you lots of warning. " "I know, I know. " He sobbed "I'm just scared to death, but I don't regret a thing. Holy fuck, I've got your hot toxic babies inside me. I don't want to be pozzed, but I 'm so fuckin turned on. " I was then distracted by a big raw cock tapping at my back door. I helped it find it's way inside and got lost in the fuck. By the time this guy blasted in me the cub was gone. I stayed around for three more fucks and five more loads. I was exhausted and very happy when I fell naked on top of my sleeping bag. I kept dreaming over and over again about the moment of blasting my toxic load into the cub. I was so thankful I'd given myself over to possibly poz one more guy before restarting my meds. Just before sunrise I was awakened by my cock being sucked. It was the cub. Without a word he spooned his ass into my now hard raw cock. In no time I was unloading again. He was once again crying as he left before the sun was fully up. "I don't know what's gotten into me. I'm so scared. But I can't stop myself. And I'm so fuckin horny for your poz cum in my ass. So fuckin horny. " Over the rest of the weekend he found every opportunity to slip away and cheat with me. He took 7 more of my unmedicated loads before I packed up camp. He gave me his profile name for his Squirt account and although we didn't contact each other I did watch his account and felt an inner warmth and satisfaction when his status info changed from negative to poz, unmedicated! I knew I could get back on my meds and my strain could still get spread. What a pozing adventure that Scruff contact had led me into. I smiled at my self to think the first guy had wanted me to gift him and claim him as my slave. Paradoxically I had become his poz slave, if only for a while. I knew I could never say never to a med vacation if another young cub persuaded me to knock him up. To hell with my former standards.

Chuck could barely wait 'til my plane had landed before he insisted I meet him right away at the bathhouse I had taken him the first time we hooked up. I had lied and promised him a while ago that I was off my meds, returning to toxic. He didn't plan to miss a moment before he took my poz seed. I Ubered directly to the bathhouse and there he was waiting for me at the door. Cute sexy cub through and through. And devoted? The moment he saw me he rushed over, threw his arms around me, and delivered a deep passionate kiss on my mouth. A guy approaching the bathhouse entrance called, "Get a room fags. Second thought. Just come to mine!" He has a huge grin. Chuck grabbed my arm and towed me to the registration desk. "Delux Double Room with the sling and observation window." Ordered Chuck. On the message board at the front he wrote our room number with the hash tag 'watch Daddy poz son'. I had refreshed the temporary biohazard tattoo so as Chuck knelt before me and opened my comando trousers he was met with my eight inch hard on with the tattoo just about it. He was so excited and inspired that he inhaled my big cock to the hilt. I thought he was going to choke himself to death on it. The fact I was hard meant I was happy to see him and happy for the attention, but I knew I wasn't very toxic yet so I didn't share his over the top exuberance. Never the less we were soon naked. The notice at the front must have been effective because an audience was growing at our open door and the viewing window. I considered making him fuck and breed me first but decided to give the audience the show they expected. I helped Chuck into the sling and turned on the video of my cell phone. "So, young man, why don’t you tell these guys what this is all about. " I instructed with the camera pointed at his naked prone cub body with no attempt to hide his face. "My name is Chuck and I'm here to cheat on my lame boyfriend with this gorgeous silver fox daddy. You're here to witness this daddy claiming my life by knocking me up, gifting me with his HIV." "I'm going to film in a circle to show you are witnesses, if you don't want to be seen now's the time to move." A few did move, or covered their faces but most didn't bother. I asked if there were any questions. An old waisted guy asked; "Chuck are you on PreP?" "Not for the last month or two. " And then the old guy asked me, "Daddy, how long you been poz? How long you been on a med vacation? Do you know the strength of your viral load?" "I've been poz about 20 years. " Which was true, I lied for the next part. "I've been on a med vacation for three months. But no, I don't know the strength. " "Well mines super charged so if you need some help ..." Chuck quickly chimed in; "No. Just Daddy’s poz loads until I'm gifted, knocked up. Then u can pump all your high toxic loads into me old man." "OK" I responded "You can recharge my ass. I'm mostly a bottom myself so this kids gonna have a better time if my ass is also getting what it needs." The old guy ate out my ass as I rimmed and tongue fucked Chuck. His big raw cock was in my ass before my oral ministrations were complete. The initial pain was intense but over riden by the excitement of knowing this toxic poz cock was free to recharge my unmedicated hole. I was amazed by how much this turned me on. I realized I was harder than I had been in years. I had to give myself a mental shake to remember to get my raw cock in Chuck. Chuck was primed, open and ready. If he experienced any pain as I penetrated him his shit faced grin didn't betray any sign. I was in fuck sandwich heaven between the two men. This was one of those rare times I didn't unload on entering a bottom. We piston fucked for the next twenty minutes as the crowds chants grew louder and faster. You'd have thought they were cheering for the kill at a bull fight. And it wasn't the bull they wanted to see impaled. They were wild! So was the pounding my ass was getting which power drilled me into Chuck. The three of us were sweating like the sex pigs we were. The old man finally rasped through his ragged breath; "Ready for your recharge daddy? 'Cause fuucckkk ... you're .... augh ... getting it ... noowwwww ... fuckin repozzin your sorry ass!" That was it for me. My orgasm was triggered and Chuck received bast after blast of my unmedicated load painting his vulnerable gut walls. Chuck was over the moon with my toxic poz load on board and I couldn't help but feel proud to see him so satisfied. Besides, as soon as the old guy pulled out of me another big raw cock had plunged into my toxic sloppy hole. Clearly the next guy wanted his flesh wick marinating and stirring around in the biohazard soup in my gut. Within two minutes the second load joined the first. Chuck was helped out of the sling and I was strapped in. Someone produced a blindfold and head phones which were placed on me. In this state of sensory deprivation for the next three hours all my attention was on the series of raw cocks entering, pounding and depositing in my unmedicated ass. The experience was such a turn on I was extremely grateful that Chuck, Jeff and Zach had convinced me to take the meds vacation. With my ass dripping, my body exhausted and the crowd dispersed Chuck helped me out of the sling. We closed the door, pulled the curtain and spooned on the bed falling asleep almost instantly. I awoke a few hours later to Chuck's naked body trembling in my arms and the bed saturated in his sweat. I was instantly relieved to realize I couldn't have pozed him that quickly. We caught the health nurse just as he was ending his shift and a rapid test assured us Chuck was indeed in the midst of seroconversion. He was too sick to drive so I took him home. His boyfriend's face was a storm cloud when he opened the door but melted quickly when he saw how sick Chuck was. We both quickly gave Chuck a spong bath and tucked him into bed. Chuck insisted I show his boyfriend the video from the night before. The boyfriend agreed. By the end of the video, my load pounded into Chuck, the boyfriend was laughing. "So I win! Your toxic load was too late. He was already knocked up from the guys I've been farming his ass out to. I may not have bred the toxic load into him myself, but I controlled who did. And it wasn't you silver daddy. " I didn't protest and allowed him to own my defeat. I didn't share how relieved I was by this fact and that I wouldn't have to claim Chuck as my son or slave. I practically lived at the bathhouse for the rest of my stay, and the toxic old guy and his unmedicated friends kept me loaded with their poison seed up until the moment I left to catch my plane home. The male flight attendant could smell that I was full of toxic cum the moment he checked my ticket and welcomed me aboard. I was served extra free booze, given lots of special attention and openly flirted with throughout the flight. I was the last person to deplane and noticed the young fit attendant was following me up the ramp and into the terminal. ...to be continued

We'll be watching for a load count from when your husband is away 🐷🤪

Great start!

I love Matt's naivety. His cum hungry ass is running the show despite Matt's questions about his promiscuous risky behavior.

Somebody did a great job of editing the video into three. The first Zack learning to give a good blow job culminating in his mouthful of Jeff's seimen. The second Zack's adamant rejection of condoms, ending with the loss of his virginity and ass full of Jeff's cum. Finally there was the video of Zack begging and being flooded by the two of us with biohazard tattoos. It was the hottest video I had ever seen and I fired it off to Chuck immediately. Yes I had finally learned the name of the west coast guy off Scruff that started this story. I was surprised that Chuck didn't get back to me right away. I waited a full week before I got this message. "Thank God you come back here next week. I'm desperate for you to poz my ass like you did that Zack guy. Fuck that was amazing. I can't stop watching and rewatching it. I cream all over myself every time you are blasting into him. It is so fuckin hot. I need you to blast in me again. Just for real this time. I need you to knock me up. " The next day I got this desperate plea; "Can't you get here any sooner. I'm desperate. My fucking boyfriend caught me jerking off to Zack's video. He came in just as I spewed, just as I came. He made me watch it again from start to finish with him telling me over and over how disgusting I was to get so fuckin turned on by such filth. I know I'm pathetic 'cause I couldn't hide it, I was so turned on I climaxed again watching with him. I think his degradation turned me on as much as the pozing. As I came I couldn't stop blurting out. "Fuck daddy, cum in my ass again, fuckin poz me up. " I was horrified, how could I say that in front of him. He pinned me down and made me confess I had cheated on him with you when I was off PreP. I both cried with fear and gloated about how amazing it had been to be taken by you. He turned icy cold dragging me into the bathroom. He took my fake PreP out of the medicine cabinet and flushed it down the toilet. "Not wasting any more PreP on you, you fucking slut idiot, get in my truck." This time he took me to a bathhouse called F212. It was Saturday night and the place was packed. He tied me into a sling and told everyone I wasn't on PreP. He encouraged them to spit all over me. At first that's all they did until a big tall black guy spit on my ass and pushed his raw 12 inches into me. "Breed him, breed this poz hungry punk." My boyfriend began to chant and the crowd picked it up to the rhythm of the pounding my ass was getting. When the black guy flooded me my boyfriend spit in my face. He did the same for the next 12 guys that bred me in quick succession. One of them asked just before he was ready to cum, " You sure this boys not on PreP?" My boyfriend answered, "not now, not ever again. " Just then as my current top unloaded the top groaned; "Good, 'cause he's getting my toxic babies right now!" I was horrified that this turned me on so much that I had a hands free orgasm as well as my first ever ass orgasms. They just went on and on. They were amazing, and all I could think about was how disappointed I was they weren't milking my birthright out of your toxic wood. My boyfriend tied me to a tree in our cruising woods all day Sunday. He would hide when dog walkers came by and sneared at my bare ass dripping pink tinged cum from who knew how many different men by then. See you've got to get here before he let's some stranger knock me up. " I wrote back, "Well Chuck, I'm a stranger to. We may have fucked once, but we're still strangers. I'm not coming sooner. I'm there next week to take my chances that I be the daddy to poz your sorry ass." I still hadn't quit my meds, I knew I was lying to Chuck. Jeff had seen my excitement in Zack's pozing video and weaseled out of me my 'need' to make a similar one of me pozing Jeff. He 'd been hounding me for days to stop my meds, he'd threatened to dump them down the toilet on me. Why had I admitted I wanted to do this? That night Jeff and I were invited back to the poz guys place. Almost the same story as weeks before with Zack. Looked 16, ID said 19. But, he was clearly no virgin and boasted sucking cock since age 13. He was Zack's best friend and lined up this 'special visit ' too the poz guy when Zack took sick and told his buddy why. The agenda for this 19 year old was to take as many poz toxic loads in the ass from poz guy and me as he could pull out of us. Jeff got in on the fucking just for the fun of it and actually cream lubed the young guy with his load fairly quickly. Good lube for my 8 inches . True to my form I shot off quite quickly. I felt guilty the guy was so grateful to receive my 'gift'. I felt remorse that I didn’t really give him toxic babies. This remorse grew as toxic poz guy pumped more and more radioactive babies into the young guys ass. I determined then and there 'no more putting it off, the meds stop now.' I flushed them as soon as I got home. I'd forgotten this in my sleep and had a bit of a panic when I couldn't find them to take with my first coffee. Then I remembered and told myself I wouldn't need to feel guilty next week. Chuck would be getting un freshly medicated babies when we meet up. I'd be barely more detectable, but he didn't need to know that. Jeff was delighted I had flushed and reverse raped as many loads out of me per day as I could produce. Each spent painting the inside of his now very vulnerable ass. He'd stop PreP over a month ago and toothbrush fucked his own hole almost every time before I pushed in. My ego and libido had never been so fuckin turned on. He would later confess he wanted to be sure to win the place of being my first poz son.

I remembered two things. This was all being filmed and I could send it to my west coast chaser to drive him even more insane. Chances were his drive to have me gift poz him would cloud his memory that when I did breed him it was a fake biohazard tattoo. I definitely wanted what I would next say recorded. "Zack you are 18. Until tonight you hadn't even sucked a cock. Now you've already been bareback fucked by a guy you hadn't even met before and his load is marinating in your ass. Don't you think you're moving a little fast?" "I'm eighteen, I'm supposed to be fuckin irresponsible. Fuck me. Breed me." "But Zack. You're not on PreP. " "Fuck PreP. Fuck condoms. I don't give a fuck what they said in sex Ed. They just didn't want me to have fun and pleasure. " Me again; "But I could knock you up Zack. I could infect you. Your first night of sex and you could have to live with it for the rest of your life. " Zack; "Yeah, yeah, exactly, that's what I want. That's what I need. I need a video of my first sex. Blow jobs, condom to bb fucking, getting bred and pozzed. Everyone that sees it knowing I’m 'no holes bared Zack!' I'm not leaving 'til I've been fucked and bred by all three of you. So let me come mount your beautiful big raw cock." I sat on the couch as he mounted my naked cock. As he did so I warned him one more time. "Zack ... Zack!" I pulled his head down and in for a kiss as he pushed down 'til I was balls deep. "Zack, do I have your attention?" "Fuck yeah daddy. Your big raw toxic cock balls deep in my unprotected negative til tonight virgin ass. Yeah I'd say you have my full attention." Frustration and excitement mixed in my voice; "This is your last chance to get off my poz canon. 'Cause after that I don't stop. I don't pull out. I will breed you poz!" "Fuck yeah daddy. Fuckin poz me up!" I've mentioned before, I'm way more a bottom than verse. So I don't lay on a very good fuck. In fact Zack was lucky I didn't blow my wad as he pushed on down. But I certainly blew the moment I heard the words 'poz me up'. My flesh canon blasted shot after shot up through Zack's ass and into his vulnerable guts. I was immediately aware of how disappointed I was that I wasn't really shooting positive ammunition into my prey. The poz friend needed no encouragement and gave no warnings. My sloppy cock was no sooner out than his huge snake was finding it's way in. Zack was clearly struggling but all he said was; "Yeah. Push it in. Rip my ass apart. Fuck me raw. Then your poz babies can get right into my blood. Claim me! Fuck me! Bleed me! Poz me!" It was one of the most intense fuckin poundings I had ever seen. The neck and shoulders of the poz guy just got darker and darker, redder and redder until he went into spasms, his huge cock drilled into Zack as deep as it could go. I could imagine I saw the firery load blasting into Zack, a huge radioactive infusion of every square inch of his vulnerable guts. Instant HIV infection the kids first 'night out '. Jeff had slid into me as we watched the pozzing fuck. I was getting a pretty damn good ride myself. The intensity of the drilling my ass received increased with the speed the colour changed for the poz guy's upper body. The moment the poz guy began convulsions, Jeff blasted in me, yelling "pozzing him! Breeding the virgin! Breeding him poz! Fuckin A, fawkin A, f'n A" You'd have thought he was cheering on a game winning goal. Thing was though, I knew what he felt. It was so fuckin exciting watching a literal virgin beg for and get impregnated Poz! I knew instantly I wanted, ... no, I needed a similar video of me knocking up Jeff, maybe even the young chaser from Scruff after I tortured him significantly with the 'pozzing of Jeff ' video. ... to be continued

Good start. More please.