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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

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I began realizing I must be a relentless tease. I told the west coast chaser about Jeff and his friend. About how tempted I was to go off meds for a chance to poz his cute cub ass. My desperate Scruff son reacted immediately; "Wow daddy that's amazing. So I'll have a poz brother from you! I always wanted a gay brother. My blood brothers kept kicking the shit out of me for being gay. A poz brother is beyond my dreams. Will he also become your slave?" Before I could write back he added; "I've been off PreP for two weeks now. I'm ready for you to poz me. I need you to come right away. My evil boyfriend keeps taking me to the woods and tying me to a tree. It's every other day now. Twenty guys must have flooded my ass in the last week. My boyfriend has no idea I'm not protected. He'll kill me if I get sick. Besides I need to get it from you. Just like Jeff. We'll be poz blood brothers. We'll be family! How toxic are you now that you stopped your meds?" I felt guilty, but I still didn't tell him the truth. I stayed on my meds. Jeff and I began meeting at his place. Most of the time he gave me a great 'tossing about' which always ended with his hot young load simmering in my gut. Every fourth time we would flip fuck. I loved the look on his face as my big raw cock slid into his ass. The amazement on his face as I was breeding him always made my day. He was constantly after me to go off meds. He seriously wanted me to gift him. When we roll played with lots of poz talk he had the most intense orgasms. Honestly, so did I. A month into this arrangement Jeff invited me to a 'special' party at his poz friend's place. He wouldn't tell me what the special part was to be. Before we left Jeff's place for the poz friend's party Jeff handed me a gift insisting I open it right away. I had no idea what it could be by the size, shape and sound of the box. Turned out it was a temporary biohazard ☣️ tattoo. Jeff insisted that we apply it so we could roll play for everyone at the 'special ' party. I stripped down. Jeff lovingly applied the tattoo on the right side above my groin. It felt so hot and sexy I was sporting a full boner even before my blue pill. We snapped some photos including one of Jeff's mouth impaled by my cock as he lovingly stared at the biohazard tattoo. I now thought I knew what the 'special' was about. But my thought was incomplete. We arrived to the party a little late. It turned out there was only one other guest. The kid looked to be sixteen. He was sitting on the poz friend's couch nursing a beer. He was wearing jeans and a 'Barbie' t-shirt. The poz guy, Jeff and I took the couch and the kid moved to a tall stool where he sat facing us. The poz friend had a video camera on a tripod pointed at the kid. He pressed record and began to interview the kid. "What’s your name?" "Zack Francis." "How old are you Zack?" "I'm eighteen. I turned 18 yesterday. " "Can you show us some proof?" He hauled out his wallet and showed us his drivers license. "Do you have a girlfriend Zack?" "No I'm gay." "You're gay? Are you sure? How many guys have you had sex with?" "None yet. But I know guys turn me on. I've been watching gay porn for years. Straight porn does nothing for me. " "So you've never even sucked a guys cock?" "Never." "Why are you here tonight? " "To suck your cock." "On camera?" "Fuck yeah. I want to remember every moment." The poz guy slipped out of his clothes and sat on the stool. Zack moved in between his legs and froze when he saw the biohazard tattoo. "What’s wrong Zack? Why don't you take my dick in your mouth?" "Because of that." He was pointing at the tattoo. "Is that what I think it is?" "What do you think it is Zack?" "A toxic tattoo, it means you are HIV positive and could infect me. " "You are right Zack. But, it's very rare for a guy to get infected giving oral sex. Do you have any cuts or soars in your mouth Zack?" "No" "So you'll be safe." Zack looked to Jeff and I for reassurance. We offered friendly encouraging smiles and nodded our agreement. Very tentatively Zack took the now hard cock tip into his mouth. The poz guy moaned his appreciation. When Zack was not taking the cock any deeper the friend asked if Zack wanted a demonstration. He did and Jeff moved in on the poz cock showing amazing skill. Zack was then stripped, sat back on the stool, and the three of us gave him an oral treasure trove treatment that had him blasting down Jeff's throat in no time. He didn't go soft so I was able to suck out load two from the kid within the next two minutes. Now it was Zack's turn to show if he'd been paying attention. He had. Mine was the first cock he would eventually tackle, but he froze again when he saw my tattoo. It took some gentle persuasion but he eventually, tentatively did a half hearted job. I called a break long before I was anywhere near cumming. Zack had no hesitation with Jeff. He enthusiastically inhaled Jeff's medium sized manhood to the base. Jeff took this as permission and face fucked the kid with gusto. He did verbally warn the young fellow before filling Zack's mouth with cum. But he certainly didn't give Zack a choice about swallowing. By the look on Zack's face we had an instant convert to protein directly from the spigot. The poz friend spoke, "So Zack. What do you think? Do you want to be a cock sucker?" "Fuck yeah!" "Do you want to suck down our biohazard loads." "Ummm, no ..." "OK, fare enough. Do you want to try something else?" Zack, "Like what?" "Have you ever had your ass rimmed?" "No." His eyes were wide as saucers. "Bend over this stool. Let Jeff demonstrate for you." The kid did as instructed and Jeff dove in with his short cropped beard. Zack was automatically squealing with delight. Zack and Jeff adjusted to watch the couch when they heard my vocal delight as the poz guy rimmed my hairy ass. Jeff went back to work on Zack's ass as Zack watched the poz guy and my show. Zack couldn't hide his shock when the poz guys naked cock found my hole and started snaking in. He couldn't take his eyes off us as the intensity of our bb fuck grew. When the poz guy was close he made a show of asking me where I wanted him to cum. "Inside me. Don't pull out. I need every drop of your toxic seed." He was blasting before I finished speaking. Then Zack watched as Jeff raw fucked and bred me. Zack was mesmerized. It was my turn to mount and breed the poz guy. Jeff returned to rimming Zack's virgin ass. After I came the three of us started gathering our discarded clothes. Zack pleaded, "Wait. What about me? Everybody got fucked but me. " Poz friend; "But you already got more than you asked for. You came to learn about blow jobs and the bonus was getting rimmed. " "I know" Zack responded "But I'm so horny from watching all your fucking. I want to fuck too. " Jeff; "You want to fuck or be fucked?" "Ummm, well both ... please? I brought condoms just in case. " Poz guy, "So Zack, have you seen any condom use here?" "Awe .... uuu ... n ... no. But only you poz guys bred each other. Jeff never got bred. Jeff could wear a condom and fuck me. Take my virginity." "Let’s fix that misconception right now." Poz guy pointed at me. "Do you want to fuck and breed Jeff?" "If he wants it. Are you taking PreP Jeff." "No daddy. But, I want your gift . Knock me up. " Zack was once again in shock as my naked eight inches disappeared into Jeff. Zack kept asking Jeff if he was OK, if he was sure about taking my poz raw cock. Jeff was more than enthusiastic with his ongoing poz talk. "Raw fuck me daddy. Tear up my ass. Breed me good ... Knock me up with your toxic babies. " "Holy shit, holy shit, holy shit " was all Zack could now say, over and over and over again. After I came deep inside Jeff, Zack moved over to get a close look at Jeff's dripping hole. He surprised all of us by sticking a finger in, scooping out some of my cum and licking his finger. "Fuck man, you actually just pozzed his ass! That's the most amazing thing I've ever seen. I can't leave here tonight without getting fucked. Which one of you guys is going to use a condom and fuck me?" "I'll fuck you first " chimed in Jeff " but you'll have to agree to start with the condom, then just try the tip of my cock raw so you can compare. Then you choose how we proceed. Deal?" "Ummm ... I don't know. ... I need to think ...." Poz guy, "Don't think too long or you'll miss the offer. Right Jeff?" Jeff, "Right!" Zack, "OK. But let's start with just the tip. First bare then covered." "Deal" the three of us said in one voice. Zack, "Make sure you catch all this on video." Poz guy; "Oh we wouldn't miss capturing this. " The kid was placed back down on the couch and I held his feet up. Jeff ate out his hole a bit more before lining up his raw cock with Zack's virgin hole. It took some work and coaching but Jeff's cock head finally penetrated Zack's first ring. "Holy fuck. That hurts. Pull it out." Zack cried. Jeff, "Trust me. Breath deep. " Zack did and Jeff pushed in halfway. "How's that Zack?" "Better, but try more please. " Jeff went in balls deep and we could see Zack relax. Zack, "Wow, this feels great. " Jeff started to pump. Zack again"Fucking amazing. I love this. " Jeff, "I knew you would. " "Fuck me man. ... wait ... wait ... are you wearing a condom?" Jeff, " Not yet, you wanted to start raw." "Fuck no. Pull out. Wrap it up. Now!" Jeff pulled out and wrapped up. I could tell he intentionally didn't add lube. Zack struggled a great deal as the sheathed rod probed his hole. It finally broke through the first ring and was pure agony for Zack as Jeff worked it deeper. Before he was balls deep Zack cried out, "Stop! It's tearing me appart. Pull it out. " Jeff, "Are you sure?" "Yes, hurry, it's killing me." Jeff pulled out and kissed Zack as he removed the condom. When Zack had a moment to recuperate he asked Jeff to just put the tip in again. Jeff, "Covered or naked." Zack "Naked. Just the tip. " Jeff, "You sure. " Zack, "Yes I'm sure. Just the tip this time tough." Jeff's tip went in quite easily. "Shit that hurts, make it stop. " Jeff pushed in balls deep and asked, "Better?" "Fuck yeah. Wow. Why would anyone use condoms?" Zack asked. "Exactly!" Chimed in the poz guy. I asked, "Do you want Jeff to fuck you?" "Yes. But don't cum in me. OK?" Jeff, "We'll see. " "Fuck me please. Your raw cock feels so good. " Poz guy mounted me again as Jeff first gently and then more roughly took Zack's virginity. Jeff, " I'm getting close Zack. Where do you want me to cum?"! Zack, almost breathless ; "Don't stop. This is fuckin amazing. Just keep raw fucking me!" I pushed out between my own groans of pleasure; "He's gonna cum Zack! Remember he's got a poz load from me in his ass. " Zack, "I don't fuckin care. He can give me his load and blow your's on through as well. I don't care, just don't stop!" Jeff, "Fuucckkk, Fuucckkk, fuck! Breeding your virgin ass Zack. Fuckin A. " This brought the poz guy over the top and rope after rope of his toxic load flooded my ass. Me, "Your first fuck kid. Bareback and cum filled. Congratulations!" Zack, "Fuck man, that was amazing. This is amazing. I want your cock next. " He was looking directly at me. Poz guy had done me from behind. I pointed at my fake tattoo. Zack, "I don't give a fuck! I need your big raw cock fucking me. "

I didn't respond and he didn't contact me for a week. Then he shared this sad tale. "Oh daddy. I need you here so badly. After my slimey boyfriend gave my ass to so many strangers I confessed I had not been taking my PreP. I told him I didn't want him getting me knocked up. He was furious! He threw a few of my clothes in a bag and tossed me out onto the street. I had nowhere else to go. I have no friends and my family abandoned me years ago. I went to a run down motel nearby and cried the whole weekend away. I couldn't eat, I couldn't sleep, I just stayed curled up in bed and cried. Well I did squirl through Scruff from time to time. But I didn't want to cheat on that ass hole with anyone but you. A couple guys tried to hit on me, I was tempted, but in the end I kept chickening out. I need only your toxic babies in my ass! By Monday I was exhausted and crawled home with my tail between my legs. I begged him to take me back. I promised I'd take my PreP. I know, I'm pathetic! But he did take me back. I need you to come save me, set me free with your gift, claim me as your son slave. Please daddy, please!" I figured he was beyond reasoning with and didn't respond. We were having unseasonably warm weather so I checked out a nearby cruising woods. At first there weren't even any other cars around but I decided to get in a little walk if nothing else. Without leaves there was very little privacy. If I did come upon some action we'd have a hard time finding any privacy. I love the risk of outdoor sex, but there is a difference between risk and outright stupidity. I had spent a bit of time sitting on a bench and scrolling through hookup sites and was about to leave. Then I saw him entering the trails. The closer he got the more enticing I found him. He looked to be in his late twenties. 5' 10", solid frame, neither gym bunny fit nor overly heavy, just the build that gets my attention. His soft blonde hair was well trimmed as was his beard. As he approached my bench I assumed he would pass by an older guy like me. I said hello anyway and he responded with a pleasant hello back. This is when I saw his warm brown eyes, pleasant smile and captivating dimpled chin. The chest hair spilling out the open neck of his shirt had me in instant lust. His voice was soft and warm; "Not much protective cover if someone was looking to get into some nasty play." He'd started rubbing his crotch. "Well I'm nothing if not inventive. Shall we look for some shelter?" I responded. "Show me the way, daddy. " It didn't take me long to find a little hollow. Our bodies melted into a warm hug and a passionate kiss. I was soon on my knees meeting his semi erection which he had just released from his Comando jeans. It quickly began to warm and harden in my mouth. He moaned as I swallowed the now 7 hard inches to the hilt. His hands moved to the back of my head and held his cock pressing on my tonsils. His tool wasn't too thick to breathe around. This oral dance soon transformed into a steady face fuck. I had moved to a standing bent over position and managed to open my jeans and slide them down to expose my bare ass framed by my jock strap. His breathing was getting heavy as he wet a finger and found my hole. "Turn around daddy. I've got something bigger than this finger for you." I moved and bent, leaning against the closest tree. He spit on my hole, then on his cock and was soon carefully working his raw tool into me. I moaned and kept breathing deeply. "Daddy is so fuckin bad isn't he. Taking this strangers cock bareback. You don't even know my name. I bet this slut daddy never uses protection. Never asks questions. Am I right you silver fox daddy?" "Absofuckinlutely right young man. Fuck me hard." So he laid on a pounding so hard I saw stars. I could tell he was very close and without a word he started to convulse and growel as he filled me with his seed. He stayed inside hugging me for sometime as I milked every last drop out of him with my ass cheeks. When he pulled out he crouched down and fetched part of his load out of my ass. His beard scratched around my hole and was cummy as he moved in for a kiss. We were soon sloshing my ass juices and his cum back and forth between our mouths. That was until almost in complete synchronicity we both swallowed. "Damn daddy, I was hoping you'd use that for lube to return the fuck favour. " "Sorry son, didn't bring a little blue pill." "Then it'll have to be next time old man." We chatted freely as we made our way back to our cars. The last thing we shared was a plan to meet here same day, same time the next week. He told me his name is Jeff. I don't know what motivated me but I decided to share this hot encounter with the young guy out west on Scruff. I guess I wanted him to understand I'm a bottom, not a breeding gifter. "Fuck daddy, that was so hot. In my minds eye I was so jealous watching that young buck breeding you. I want it to be you breeding me! I've been taking my PreP and daddy rewards me by taking me to the woods from time to time. Every time another stranger unloads in me I fantasize I'm not on PreP and it's your toxic seed filling and gifting me. Please get off your meds so you're ready to gift and claim me when you come back." I wrote back; "I'm so turned on hearing you are getting loaded by lots of strangers and fantasizing it's me knocking you up. Why don't you stop taking PreP without telling your boyfriend. Then you'll be all the more excited as those strangers load you. " He shot back; "Oh yes daddy, I won't tell my lame boyfriend and stop PreP if I know you will be here soon with a toxic load for me. Promise me you 'll soon be here and highly viral. Promise me please." I don't know what got into me, I lied and promised him. "Great. Thank you daddy. I just flushed my PreP pills and replaced them with sugar pills. My stupid ass boyfriend will never know. Get here quickly before he farms my ass out to more strangers." Once again I ignored him. Jeff messaged me before our next meet up. "Is it okay if I bring along a friend? He's got a great cock. " "Sure, bring him along ." They arrived right on time. Jeff's friend was a rough looking dude. 6' 3" long straight black hair in a pony tail. This left the tattoo on his neck quite visible as were the tattoos on his fingers and back of his hands. Jeff moved right in for a hug and a kiss. His friend moved in behind me nice and tight and nibbled on my ear. I didn't know whose hands were loosening my belt, opening and sliding down my jeans, but it had to be Jeff's friend's cock that was snaking into my rear door. I hadn't seen it but it had to be huge as I struggled to keep from screaming. Jeff's kisses helped to distract me a bit. As soon as the monster cock bottomed out in me the piston fuck began. Jeff and I took turns sucking each other's cocks as the relentless brutalization continued. We'd just switched back to Jeff's talented mouth on my hard 8 inches. I'd taken the blue pill as I drove to the woods. I felt Jeff's friends teeth sink into my shoulder and knew he was blasting away inside me. I couldn't hold off any longer and shot surg after surg down Jeff's throat. As Jeff's friend softened and fell out of me he informed me it was time I clean his cock. I obediently turned, knelt, and was face to face with his eight inch flaccid uncut member. Above this cock was a soup can lid sized biohazard tattoo. The cum in my ass suddenly felt radioactive and I was slurping that cock clean faster than ... well very quickly. That's when we heard the dog bark and it and a woman were approaching quickly. We hastily covered ourselves and headed for the parking lot. When out of ear shot of the woman I asked Jeff's friend if the tattoo was a real warning. He assured me it absolutely was. He'd been converted two years earlier and hadn't taken any meds. His viral load grew in potency by the week. He wondered if I was concerned. "Fuck no, the opposite. " I replied Jeff, "So you're chasing daddy?" "No been poz and undetectable for many years. I just love knowing there's a charged load I'm carrying around. " Jeff, "So you won't gift me?" The friend, "Yeah pops, he won't take the gift from me. But he sure would from a sexy silver fox like you." "Drop your meds daddy. Fuck me 'til I'm carrying your toxic DNA. " How had I suddenly become a poz gifting magnet for such sexy young cubs. Jeff's pleading puppy dog eyes were almost too much to resist. Maybe I could consider a meds holiday.

For the first two weeks of my return home we chatted almost every day over Scruff. With every passing day he became more discouraged that he wasn’t coming down with the fuck flu. I assured him it doesn’t always take, and thought to myself ‘damn, none of those other guys knocked him up.’ I began to encourage him to get out there and offer his ass to every raw cock he could find. “I only cheat on my boyfriend with you daddy!” was his ongoing reply. “As your master, I order you to cheat, tell me about all your hot encounters.” I replied. “I’m not your slave until you knock me up daddy.” My God his pig headedness was infuriating. “You don’t get to tell daddy, son. You take orders. If you don’t start to follow my instructions I will just have to stop chatting and you won’t meet me in the flesh in the spring.” “No daddy, don’t leave me! Don’t abandon me. Please. Please! Please!!! I need your gift. I need to be your slave. I need you to rescue me from my lame boyfiend. I needed for it to be you who pozes me. It can’t be anyone else” I decided to not contact or respond to him for the next month. There were two or three desperate pleas from him, but I just ignored them. I even considered stopping writing this story knowing he was reading it and my commitment to the story might be misconstrued as a commitment to let him change my mind. Truth is I’ve written many gifting and chasing stories on this site. I did so fully knowing they were strictly fiction. I knew this one was also fiction but the young man didn’t seem to be getting that message. I hadn’t heard from him for a full month. Then I got this message. “Hi daddy! This is your devoted son. I still haven’t got sick and I even went to get tested. It came back negative. I now realize you were not toxic when you bred me. Your biohazard tattoo was a fake. I’m not angry, in fact I’ve loved the hole charade. It was so fucking hot to believe that you were gifting me. It was even fucking hot waiting to convert, anticipating telling my boyfriend how I cheated and got knocked up. You so made me believe I was getting what I needed. Thank you for all of this, and now I know more than ever that I need you to be my master, I need your strain of HIV running in my blood stream. No one else’s will do. I got a taste of the slut you will turn me into. I need more! Thank you daddy” This was followed quickly by; “I need you to know I have not cheated again on my lame boyfriend. I only cheat with you. I dream often of your toxic poz cock blasting in my son ass, ‘painting my guts’ as you often say.” I couldn’t resist and wrote back: “You tell me you haven’t cheated on your boyfriend. Has he been cheating on you? Has he brought those three men you don’t like home for threesomes? Has he had them breed you? Had you watch him breed them? This daddy needs to know.” “I have not had sex with any men without my boyfriend making it happen. I don’t know if he cheats and that is not for me to know. Two of the men from before have been back. They each loaded my ass as my boyfriend watched, He also made me watch him raw fuck them, I still don’t like them! He brought three new men home one night. They were all drunk. He told two of them to rape me, the third was too drunk and slept through my cries and moans. Even though I made a great fuss and fought back I secretly loved such intense sex. It was in stark contrast to my boyfriend’s vanilla excuse for love making. When each of them exploded their cum in my ass I almost felt like I was the one that had raped them. My boyfriend saw how much I enjoyed it and power fucked one of those guys as an act of revenge. He hasn’t touched me for the three weeks since. But he has told me they are coming back this Friday night. I can hardly wait. But I really need your bare poz toxic cock in me, that is all I will be thinking about, all I ever think about when I’m getting fucked or raped. I need your toxic babies in my body, claiming me, owning me.” I responded; “Let me know if they come on Friday night. Tell me every detail.” Saturday morning I received this note; “They came last night. The three men with my boyfriend. They forcefully stripped me naked and tied me to a chair. Then they gagged me. I thought I would choke it was so tight. Then they all stripped and had a bb orgy in front of me. Everyone got raw fucked except my shit head boyfriend. Everyone got bred accept my ass hole boyfriend. Then I was untied and forced to suck the cum out of all of their dripping asses. They thought they were forcing me to swallow all the cum and ass juices. I did a better job of hiding my enjoyment from them and my boyfriend. After the other three left my boyfriend told me what a good boy I had been to watch him get so much enjoyment. He then fucked me harder than ever before, but he was spent and couldn’t cum. That’s when he really surprised me. He loaded me bare assed into his truck. Took me to a cruising woods, tied my arms around a tree and encouraged men to fuck and breed my prone ass. I didn’t see any of them, but six raw cocks pounded my hole and each left a sticky deposit. See daddy, you must come right now and breed me with your toxic babies. You can’t let some stranger knock me up. I only want the gift from you. I need to be your poz son, your poz slave. Then I’ll be happy to take as many other poz strains from stranger as you want. I just need the gift from you first. Please daddy, please.” I wrote right back; “Holy fuck son, that is one of the hottest stories I’ve ever read. Did that really happen? Keep reporting to me like this and I might just go against my principles and go off meds to gift you. That is if one of these strangers your boyfriend is farming your ass out to doesn’t do the job first.” “No daddy!” I could hear his plaintive cry through the letters on my screen. “Don’t let anyone gift me but you. As much as I loved all those men using me I’m scared sick that I might get it from them. Please come and gift me now. I need it to be you. I’m going to confess to my boyfriend that I’m not taking PreP, I’m going to beg him not to do that to me again. Please come save me, breed me, poz me, then you can throw me naked to the dogs I won’t care. But I need to be your poz son first. No one else will do! Please daddy, I’m begging you."

Oh my God, this story is too fuckin hot. We need more.

As the young cub started to move, I raised my hand in a stop motion. He knew better than not to obey. “You need to watch a few more, you cock hungry cum slut.” “But I need your poz cum in my PreP free hole daddy. Please.” “Not yet!” I motioned for the non-descript 50is guy with the huge beer belly to take his turn. His average size cock slid into me and I could hardly tell it was there. But he laid on a decent fuck and within five minutes was giving my prize. A tall slim swimmer body red head was next. His bush was like a bit of a fire around the top of his eight inch sturdy cock. As he slid into me I thought, ‘damn, this is more like it!’. He also turned out to be very verbal. “Silver fox daddy loves my big raw flaming cock don’t you?” “This young otter’s fuckin jealous watching me fuck his poz daddy isn’t he?” “You love fuckin teasing him, making him watch all us guys bb fuck and breed your ass, don’t you?” “Your daddy ass can’t get enough cum can it? “ “Tell me you want me to cum inside, to paint your gut walls, beg for it daddy!” And beg for it I did; “Breed me man, make this cub jealous of your raw cock unloading in his poz daddy. Oh yeah, that’s it, push it in deep.” And to make sure I reached back and held his fuzzy ass cheeks so his cock was buried in me deep. When the red head had caught his breath and was pulling out he said; “Ok daddy, my turn. Your turn to pump your poz load up my vulnerable ass. Knock me up silver fox, poz my negative ass.” I had not expected this and couldn’t pass up the chance to move between his now proffered legs on my shoulders. I lined up my cock with his hole ready to plunge in dry. Ready to tear his willing ass to shreds. With the tip of my bare cock barely breaching the swimmer’s fiery hole I was hit by a body check that knocked me backwards into the observing crowd. As I regained my balance the cub spun me around and ordered the audience to hold me still. A dozen hands bent me in half and held me like shackles. The young cub’s cock was soon in my hole. He’d been paying attention because he pounded my willing ass like a pro. “Your ass is mine daddy. I’m going to pump my second load into you, and then you are going to do what you promised. FUck me and convert me with everyone of these guys as my witness. I get your next toxic load. Nobody else. After that I’m your slave and you can do whatever you want with me.” As well as the vice grip hands keeping me in place the kid had hands roving all over his hot body. “breed the silver fox” “breed this daddy” the chants went on and on. The hands holding me turned me and held me up so the cub could enter me missionary. They were pushing my ass into everyone of his thrusts. “Do it kid, breed me!” “Holy fuckin God! Augh! Bree … fu …. Ing you. … take my last negative load old man!” He was spewing his guts into me and he collapsed on my me totally spent, totally exhausted. I had the crowd strap him into the sling but not before I had him feltch a mouthful from my ass. I had him snowball it too me, and I used the mix of all those guys cum and my ass juices to lube his hungry hole. It took a number of tries before my raw cock head was able to breach his tight young hole. “Fuck daddy, you’re tearing me apart!” “So, do you want me to stop?” “No fuckin way. Make me bleed! I want your toxic babies to shoot directly into my blood stream.” “Did you hear that guys? What do you think? Should I knock this brat up?” “Fuckin breed him”, “Knock him up”, “Fill him full of your toxic cum”, “give him the gift he’s beggin for!” The encouragement was great, but the sign on my ass let them know the encouragement I really needed most. While I fucked the kid four more raw cocks entered my cum lubed ass and left deposits of their own. I was in sandwich fuck heaven! “You ready for my toxic seed kid? You ready for daddy to change your life forever? You better be ‘cause there’s no turning back now.” Was it terror that filled his saucer eyes or shock. This was really happening. Not only had he now cheated on his boyfriend he had taken my toxic load. As least that’s what he believed. He’d been so excited as I pumped my poz cum deep into him that he had shot a third load hands free all over his belly, chest and face. Oh, to be young and full of cum at the drop of a hat again. “Who wants this newly pozed totally vulnerable hole next?” I called to the crowd. The blonde bear was in him like a flash. “Fuck master, how many of these guys are you going to prostitute me out to?” “You don’t get out of that sling ‘til I tell them to let you down.” And I didn’t tell them for the next three hours. Man after man, daddy after daddy, every colour shape and size pounded and bred that boy. In the mean time I bent the redhead over the side of the bed and slid on in. I lost track of the number of cocks that found and unloaded in my rear entrance until I finally blasted inside the swimmer. “Fuckin A silver daddy, thanks for your gift.” I leaned into his ear and whispered; “Don’t tell this cub, but the biohazard tattoo is a fake. I’m on meds. My infection is untransmitable, sorry Red.!” “Fuck, I won’t tell. I’m disappointed but I won’t tell. Besides, you gave me a great fuck. And now I get to chase some more. Do you think any of these other fucker’s might knock him up?” “I don’t know, maybe that’s what I’m hoping for. But one thing is for sure. Now he’s started he’ll not stop cheating on his lame boyfriend.” The kid could hardly walk when I escorted him out of the bathhouse and put him in his car to go home. I asked him if he’d enjoyed his time? “Fuck daddy. I can’t thank you enough. I’m now your slave and seeing your enjoyment as all those guys plunged in my newly poz hole …. Wow … amazing. I just watched you take raw cock after raw cock and though … holy fuck …. Now I’m poz daddy can just give my ass to horny fucker after horny fucker … I’ll just keep collecting strain after strain … that’s what you want right daddy, right master. You and I collecting strain after strain.” I couldn’t burst his bubble. I kissed him on the top of his head and sent him on his way. I assured him we’d stay in touch even after I returned home, and I’d be back in six months. Who know’s I thought to myself, maybe by then he’ll have worn me down and I might actually go off meds for him. If I do I’ll have to give serious consideration to who is the master and who is the slave.

Mmmm, very hot 🔥 thanks. Please keep it cumming!

I was staying with a friend, so couldn't entertain. He would be cheating on his boyfriend and was further away than I could get to by public transit. It took three days of almost none stop chat to seduce him into meeting me at Steamworks. I hadn't mentioned my undetectable status since the first day. I couldn't tell if his nervous fear was more related to the prospect of getting pozzed, or really going through with cheating on his boyfriend for the first time. Conversely; it wasn't clear if he was more turned on by cheating with a poz daddy, or actually giving into his desire to be pozzed. He was definitely more excited then afraid! He had told me the idea of getting knocked up had really only solidified when he started chatting with me. It had only been a vague thought and really didn't seem a possibility with the firm grip his boyfriend had over his life. He knew he couldn't tell his boyfriend about this deep dark desire. A couple times over the days before we met he expressed his dark and evil commitment to follow through on my suggestion to seduce his boyfriend and stealth poz the guy. He hoped this would turn his partner into a far more slutty sex partner. He couldn't wait to watch this transformation. I had no intention of following through with that fantasy. I had no intention of pozing this cub pup. I just like writing dark erotic fiction. If him believing me got his young cheating neg load in my thirsty, hairy, poz, dad hole, then again, whatever. When he kept insisting he couldn't fulfill my conditions of planting his loads in me. "But dad, I'm 100% bottom!" I told him I'd force him to take a little blue pill, suck him hard, pin him onto his back and sit on his raw hard on. I'd ride him as long as it took until he painted my guts. He loved this idea. It drove him wild. "Yeah daddy, reverse rape me!" "Rape my neg cock twice!" "Then you can rape my negative ass for real and claim me for your own. Set me free from that lame excuse of my boyfriend. " I found it hard to believe but at 29 years old he claimed he'd never been to a bathhouse. He was too frightened to go there alone. Too nervous to check in alone. We first met in a coffee shop 2 blocks from Steamworks. He was every bit as cute as the picture he had sent. Soft dark skin, nervous eyes, and almost an epheminate soft spoken voice. If our chat over the last few days hadn't confirmed it I was now certain he was born to be a submissive sex partner. Ever a submissive slave boy. An erotically, kinky version of Peter Pan. The wrong dominant master would be free to tear him apart. He put up no resistance when I placed the viagra beside his juice glass. No coffee for this kid. He placed the pill in his mouth and washed it down with his juice. No questions asked. He held my hand as I led him to the bathhouse and through the door. He followed me like the submissive puppy he is. This was entirely too easy. I decided to book us a large room with a sling. I figured I may as well turn this into as much of an orgy as a cum slut bottom like me dreams of. He assured me he'd come prepared. He'd cleaned out, squeaky clean. I left him in our room watching bb porn when I went to the bathroom to do my business. I left the door open half hoping he'd be getting fucked in the sling when I returned but he'd closed and locked the door. I returned only wrapped in my towel. He was fully dressed! WTF!? I pushed him into the hallway and ordered him to strip. "Here daddy!?" He wined. "And make it sexy slave." He started unbuttoning his shirt. He moved as stiff as an ice cub. "Wiggle your ass kid. Come on, give us a show." "But master, other guys are watching." "That’s the whole idea kid. Get to it!" And he did. His strip became very full of tease. Both to me and the growing crowd. The more clothing he removed the more vociferous the encouragement from the growing crowd. The more vociferous the crowd the more emboldened the lad became. That is until only his skimpy sexy underwear were left. The viagra was clearly doing it's magic. He adjusted his hard on and the pink head peaked over the waist band. He turned toward me clearly embarrassed and starting to freeze. I motioned for him to spin around. He didn't. I stood and dropped my towel. His eyes saw the biohazard tattoo over my cock and flashed open as big as saucers. I moved out to him and manhandled his turn so the audience couldn't miss what was peaking over his waist band. When he was facing them full on I told him to slip out of his speedo like briefs. He shyly started to push them down trying to turn away. "Finish the strip show kid. Nice and slow and sexy. We've only started your slave conversion into an exhibitionist. " He didn't pull out of the freeze so I crouched at his side and slowly slid the flimsy cloth down. When his hard young negative cock sprang free I engulfed it with my mouth. The crowd went wild! I backed the kid back into the room sitting him on the edge of the bed. The crowd of horny men pushed in around the open door as I returned to the blow job. I made sure they could see the words I'd had stenciled on my ass cheeks. 'Cum in here.' With an arrow pointing to my hole. They'd already had had a good view of the 'biohazard' tattoo over my 8 inch hard on. Both were temporary but neither they nor the kid needed to know that. I turned to the crowd from working the kids raging cock to ask who was going to prep my ass. A big blonde bear dropped his towel and dove into my ass with his fur covered face. The rimming, ass eating, and tongue fuck was amazing. I was beginning to worry the oral attention to my son might bring him over the edge. I wanted his neg load, just not in my mouth. At that moment the bear stood and lined up his beer can thick cock head with my now wet hole. "Later fella" I promised, "This submissive bottom needs a lesson in topping first. Then you can use his cum as lube." I moved the cub fully onto the bed on his back, straddle him, sat and swallowed his average size cock with my daddy hole. "Fuck daddy, that's so warm in there. I'm so close. I'm afraid I'm going to cum. " "Give it to him kid, breed his poz ass." This was the voice of the blonde bear. Clearly he didn't want to wait any longer for his turn. And wait he didn't. I could feel my pumping ass cheeks pull the load out of this cute otter. I could feel the extacy of warmth filling my gut. The look of amazement on this young man's face told me it wasn't going to be a hard job to get him to inseminate load number two. I decided to make him wait. I made him sit in the corner as I bent over the edge of the bed. The bear's big raw thick cock was in me in a flash. This was not his first rodeo and he fucked me like crazy. I taunted and teased my protejay every step of the way. "See how a real man fucks." "See how this silver daddy loves to get pounded." "Keep watching and learn." Ten minutes in and the bear's rapid breathing told us he was close. The audience was almost through the door and chanting, "Breed the silver fox!" And breed me he did with a roar to wake the dead as he was pushed into me with the pressure of a drill press. Rope after rope of his thick cum pulsed into me. The squelching when he returned to fucking his load in was intoxicating. I knew I needed more cum. The kid began to move from his corner. ... to be continued

Absofuckinlutely YES!

I was visiting Vancouver, Canada(I live in Ontario) and I was scrolling through the 'most woofed' on Scruff enjoying the eye candy. Of course I always check to see if they bb. I fall a little bit in love with all who do. OK, not love, but definitely lust. A message from a profile with no picture arrived on my screen. "Hi". So I check out the anonymous profile. 29 years old. Hairy. Into daddy's. Even though it says he prefers condoms I decide to humor him. "Hi back son." I type. Immediately I can see he's typing. When they are short messages why does it feel like forever for the message to arrive? "Hi Daddy" followed by the cutest picture of him lying down cuddling a teddy bear. He's fully clothed... wtf! But he is very cute with a dark complexion and he sent the picture without being asked so it's my turn to type. "Sexy pic son, thanks. Would you like to see daddies private pics? Warning, they are NSFW." " Yes daddy! please!!!!!" I send a pic of me standing naked on a Mexican beach, one of my raging hard cock, one of me sucking my Brazilian fuck buddy's cock, and one of that same fuck buddies raw cock up my ass. Oh, and my favorite, my hole dripping a fresh load out of it." He's quick to respond. "You need to put your big cock in my mouth. And then I need your big daddy dick in my ass." I set him straight right away; "And you can put your raw cock in my ass, son." "But I only bottom daddy. Do you ever top? I need you to fuck my boy hole." My response; "Only at the end of a bathhouse visit, and preferably, when I have a few guys loads painting my gut walls 💦💦💦💦💦"(I love using emogies in chats) He sends a number of messages before I can respond From him in quick succession;"So you do play bb daddy." "I need you to breed me with your big raw cock." "I want you to be my poz daddy." (I guess he'd gone back to read my profile more closely. Either that or he just wanted to ease into this topic. ) I looked more closely at his profile and there it was, "chaser". So I wrote back; "I hadn't looked closely enough. I see you are a chaser 💦💦☣️💦💦💦☣️💦💦💦💦☣️" "You want me to fuck you raw and shoot my poz cum in your neg boy hole?" "You want me to infect you with my toxic poz cum?" "Yes daddy, and then you will own me. I'll be your slave. You can do whatever you want with me then. Take me away from my vanilla boring daddy. He's on PreP, but I'm not. He brings guys home to fuck me. But I want you to be my poz daddy. I want you to own me. " "Have you been a bad boy son? Have you let men breed your sweet young ass?" "Yes daddy. My boyfriend brings them home to me. But I assume he checks them out. Makes sure their safe. But I don't take PreP and I want your poz babies to get into my blood stream. Then I'll be yours forever. I've never cheated on him but I want to with you." Your getting the picture, he just went on begging me over and over to gift him and claim him as my slave. He wasn't about to take no as an answer. Even when I told him; " I'm not toxic. I have no intention of going off my medication. I don't want a slave. " "I beg you daddy. What about a blood slam. Put your tainted blood right into my veins. I need to be pozzed by you so badly. " I found his begging so fuckin hot that I started tantalizing him. "If I were going to poz you son, make you my slave, the first thing I'd order you to do is dump your boyfriends PreP and fill his bottles with dud pills. When the PreP is out of his system introduce me to him. Let me seduce him into a threesome. Let him breed me in front of you. Then I'll tell him real men take it up the ass. He'll protest but together we'll be persuasive. He'll agree to let me put the tip in, I'll lie and promise not to cum. When I'm close you'll help me hold him down until I blast poz cum into his negative macho ass. You'll help me stealth your boyfriend. " The kid ate this up. He loved it! He sank right into my dark fantasy. This egged him on and he begged me relentlessly to drop my meds and gift him. This turned me on with it's deep perversion. I decided maybe it was time to meet in person. I told him I would under two conditions. 1) He bb fuck me first. 2) He pump two of his boy negative loads into me before I 'poz' him. He was too caught up in his own excitement to remember I'm undetectable. I wasn't about to remind him if I was going to get his loads. ... to be continued

Got bred my 1st load of 2024, FINALLY! Young bear from Bbrt while I'm visiting Vancouver. Took public transit and was slowed down by a 'police incident', had to take Uber to finally get to his place. He messaged I needed to give him a great bj to make up for his wait ...lol. I'd been on the run all day so took time for a quick clean out and shower keeping him waiting even longer. Found him on his back naked on his bed rubbing his average size hard on. He's much bigger than I thought from his profile pic and lots of beautiful dark hair everywhere. I climed on the bed and immediately go to work on with my mouth on his cock. He's very vocal about how hot and expert 'daddy's' mouth is! He let's me know it's been worth the wait, and we're just getting started. After a bit he says he's ready to fuck. I straddle him, apply lube, and sit on his raw cock with my starving hole. I ride him hard keeping his bed squeaking. He's even more vocal. "Oh daddy's horny, bet he’s been riding lots of guys with that hungry ass and sexy body." I don't correct him. My turn to speak; "Fuck me hard son." "Oh yeah, let me take you doggie then." We shift so I'm bent over the edge of the bed. He lines up and this time drives in. He's very vocal about the heat inside daddy's wide open hole. After a bit he let's me know he's getting close and wants to cum in my hot mouth. Contrary to my usual submissive self who acquiesces to my partners every need I tell him I want his load painting my guts. "Breed me big boy. Breed my hungry ass son!" He picked up his pace and soon pushed in deep to unload. From his moans and length of time pumped in a big load. When he pulled out I cleaned his cock. He loved daddy's return to oral and was soon hard again to his own surprise. We alternated between oral and him fucking me a few more times. "Hot daddy's gonna make me cum again!" When he did my mouth was on his hard cock. I swallowed an amazingly large salty load for number two. He expressed enthusiasticly how 'worth the wait ' it had been. It was now too late for transit and he insisted on driving me the half hour back to my hosts. It had been a long wait into 2024. Riding my fifth raw cock and finally got my ass bred! But it was well worth the wait! Hopefully the rest of the year will be more generous to my thirsty ass!

I love taking him missionary and having him passionately kiss me as he's breeding me!💦💦💦💦💦

Looking forward to seeing more.

Great writing. Can't wait for more deception!

So well written, thanks! I love it as you wrote it! And, another hot variation could be to not have a poz tattoo. Unaware Andy insists on bb even though he's always played safe before. He just needs it natural with his first crush. Larry takes some convincing to enter Andy raw. When it's clear Larry is close to climax, Andy begs to be bred. Only then does Larry reveals his none medicated high viral load status and his plan to 'pull out.' While holding Larry's raw cock in deep, Andy's thoughts only have a second or two to vasilate. "Fuckin breed me, knock me up!" Andy moans. Before his words are fully out of his mouth he feels the hot toxic seed filling his guts. Larry is horrified and apologizes profusely. Andy appeases Larry's worries by cleaning the toxic cock , sucking it back into full erect stature and dropping his ass back onto it for round two filled with Andy's none stop poz cum slut diatribe. By morning Andy has five of Larry's poison loads seeping into his system. His parting words as he leaves Larry's door; "I do so hope your gift takes." Larry, still a bit skeptical; "Are you sure?" Andy;"Never more sure of anything in my life!"

So hot

I've never been bred by anyone that thick, but I wouldn't turn down the opportunity if it cums along.

Getting bred in a truck sleeper is very high on my bucket list!

This has happened to me a few times. It always makes me laugh.

The naked Mediterranean Cruise became a yearly event for us. David always volunteered his ass for the captain’s opening demonstration to set the tone of the excursion. The rest of the year David was sexually very conservative. But for that holiday he let loose in every way. Mostly David topped me, and despite my barebacking promiscuity he was content to play raw with me and he bred me often. Once in a blue moon he would want me to top him, and this was almost always with me wearing a condom. The only times he would let me raw fuck him were those rare times I brought home a clear STD report and had refrained from sex with others between the blood test and getting the results. When I made this effort, he rewarded me with the chance to breed him. The next day, if he wanted to bottom (rarely), I would need to suit up. I didn’t blame him because it was a rare day that my ass wasn’t getting filled by strangers. About ten months ago I had outstanding sex with a mid-thirty’s cub. Not only was he cute as a button with his dimpled cheek smile and mischievous big brown eyes, but he had the dirtiest mouth for none stop sex talk. Flip fucking with him was so natural. I rarely repeated with my tricks but sex with him from the first time just screamed for more. We had met in the bathhouse but began meeting up every other day at his place for the first month. When he learned I was poz he wondered if I had knocked anybody up. I was hesitant at first, but he was very persistent and pried out of me every detail of my early stealthing adventures. He loved these stories, and he was soon pressuring me to go off meds so that I could infect him. I adamantly refused. I was seeing him so often that I told David about my cub friend Stew. I reassured David that Stew was not coming between us. David had me invite Stew for dinner. To say they did not hit it off is putting it mildly. From moment one they hated each other. David told me I had every right to enjoy my friends, I just needed to know that he would not be a friend of Stew’s. Stew and my fucks continued at Stew’s place. That was until one week David had to go away on a work trip. I was a little uncomfortable, but Stew practically moved in for the week and we fucked morning, noon and night. Three months later was my annual sex excursion to the clothing optional hotel in Palm Springs. As with my first time there I always went alone in homage to my childhood friend Peter. The pool boy, I now knew his name, Tim, had advanced to general manager. He had forgiven me for stealth pozing him and we always had a great sex reunion during my annual two week stay. This time he had taken on a lover; a gorgeous young muscular black bar tender with the stereotypical black man’s huge penis. I was frequently invited into their bedroom where, as you can imagine, I was often riding that huge raw black dick. Ben, the black lover, also loved to get fucked so Tim and I often bred him. Ben loved to feltch out my load and snowball it into my mouth. I was a bit surprised that it had the sweetness of the old days when I had been toxic, but I really didn't give this much thought. The new pool boy and the cleaning boy were also frequent recipients of my medicated poz load. As usual I had a great time both at the hotel and on my frequent hikes in the dessert. Early in my stay Stew sent me an email tell me that he was fighting a bad flu bug. I emailed back saying I hoped he felt better soon and then thought nothing of it. The night I got home David had a surprise for me. We had a bottle of expensive wine with dinner, talked a lot about our upcoming Mediterranean Cruise and as we went to bed, he asked me to fuck him. I was happy to oblige and suited up my medicated undetectable cock. David was uncharacteristically amorous and talkative during our fuck. He’d been reading up about undetectable = untransmitable. He talked about how much he liked getting bred on the cruise. He hinted that he thought it would be hot if he let me breed him. This talk turned me on even more than his body usually did. At some point when we were changing positions for me to lie on my back, he looked at me with an impish grin, winked at me and proceeded to remove the condom. When he moved to sit on my raw cock I asked; “Are you sur? This is not like on the cruise. I’ve not been tested for STD’s and just had unprotected sex with more than a dozen men. We know I’m undetectable, but we don’t know what I might have picked up.” He looked me square in the eye and said; “Makes this fuckin hot then doesn’t it. Tell me if you don’t want me to ride you raw. Tell me you don’t want to put your naked dick in my ass. Tell me you don’t want to breed your lovers vulnerable guts.” “Fuck David, when you put it like that. I don’t know what’s gotten into my man, but fuck yeah, just sit on down.” He did. It was always amazing to be in him raw and his brazen attitude only turned me on more. He rode me until I could barely hold back. “I’m close, are you sure you want my questionable sperm?” “Cum in me.” I was already spewing. It took me a week to get to the clinic and get tested. I had blown three more loads into my lover. It was like we were honeymooners with his openness to taking my undetectable yet questionable loads. In the middle of that week, I got a panicked phone call from my fuck buddy, former pool boy, Tim in Palm Springs. Three of his staff appeared to be in the throws of ‘the fuck flu’. Ben his lover, the new pool boy and the cleaner. All of whom I had liberally fucked and bred on my recent visit. The other two had taken several loads from other guests in the weeks before their illness. Ben claimed that other than Tim I was the only person to have painted his guts. I didn’t say anything to Tim but I thought to myself, Ben must be lying. What I did ask Tim was; “If they were taking loads from strangers, why were they not on Prep?” “That’s the most bizarre part of this.” Tim responded. “They all are. And none had even missed taking one dose.” “What the fuck!” “I know, bizarre, right? Anyway I just called to let you know and suggest maybe you should consider getting tested. You know, just in case.” “Yeah I was planning on going, I just hadn’t got around to it. I hope they feel better soon. Thank God for good meds these days. I’m sorry for them, but we know they are likely going to be ok.” “Yeah. Thanks bud, let’s stay in touch.” I was a bit shaken by Tim’s call, but it still took me a couple days to get to the clinic. As I left the clinic my cell phone rang. It was one of David’s work mates. David had taken suddenly and violently ill in a meeting. They had called an ambulance, and he was in the emergency department. ‘Could I get there as quickly as possible?’. I called an Uber and was at the hospital within the half hour. David had slipped into a comma and had been rushed to the ICU. I was flabbergasted and could hardly hear the questions I was being asked. They wanted to know about any recent travels we had been on. I mentioned my trip to California. Thankfully his workmate had stayed around to later remind me David had been to Africa on a work trip. I gapped on this in my stressed state. The medical staff asked about our sexual practices. I told them we barebacked. Mostly David topped me. Yes, he always came in my ass. But I assured them, ‘I’ve been undetectable for years’. They wondered if anything had changed recently. I blanched, every drop of blood draining from my face. I shamefully admitted that I had been breeding David recently. “Oh fuck, did I give him a powerful STD? Is this my fault?” Rappid HIV tests were added to the growing list of diagnostic blood samples taken from David. Despite my protestations that I had been undetectable for many years they also gave me one. I almost fainted when they told me the results. We both tested positive for HIV. My counts were indeed very detectable, David’s counts were through the roof! I was dumbfounded! I racked my brain, but I was sure I hadn’t missed a single dose. They gave me some kind of pill I was so deeply distraught. They were tempted to admit me to the psych ward until David’s work mate promised to take me home and stay with me until I was calm and safe. I could barely stand to look at David with all those tubes and monitor wires. I wept as I kissed him before being escorted away from his bed. Once we got home David’s work mate made me a cup of tea. I sat slouched on the couch. Through my tear saturated eyes, I made out an envelope on the coffee table with my name on it. I opened the envelope and took out the letter, but I couldn’t make out the hand writing. I asked David’s workmate to read it to me when he brought the tea. He read a bit in silence. It was his turn to turn white as a ghost. He cautioned me, ‘did I really want him to read something so personal?’ I begged him to read it out loud.” “Dear Amazing Fuck Buddy” Stew never bothered to learn my name. That’s all he ever called me, even in front of David. No wonder David hated him. I knew this letter was from Stew. “Thanks for the last few months, it’s been a fucking blast! Thanks especially for the gift of pozing me!!! I know as you read this you are thinking; ‘What the fuck, I’m undetectable.” But here’s the thing. You aren’t. Remember I had the flu when you were in California? It wasn’t just the flu. It was the fuck flu. And you gave it to me. How do I know that? Because when you refused to go off meds to ‘gift’ me I took matters into my own hands. I kept flushing your HIV meds down the toilet and replaced them with a placebo. You’ve been shooting toxic cum for over a month now. I made sure to not let any other guy breed me so that I could be sure I was infected with your strain. It is so fuckin hot to me knowing this. I have something precious from you that I’ll carry for the rest of my life. I wish I knew how many other unsuspecting guys you have pozed since becoming toxic again. With so many fags on Prep, I’m sure it’s not nearly as many as I might have hoped with my little scheme but I suspect with your frequency of play there would be a few. How I wish David was taking your cum. I’d love to know you and I were responsible for that little prig getting knocked up. Don’t bother trying to find or get in touch with me. I’ve left town without a trace for you or the police to follow. My only regret is that you will switch back to the real HIV drugs as fast as you can. You’ll keep denying us chasers what we most deeply crave.” It was signed; “Your evil fuck buddy Stew (yeah, that’s not my real name)” I had never heard or seen his last name, real or made up. And his apartment was a sublet condo. The out-of-town owner had never seen ‘Stew’ nor checked to see if his fake references even existed. There indeed was no way to track him and no way that charges could be pressed. With all the stress I was under it took me a few days to remember Tim’s call. At first, I was too afraid to call him with the truth of my toxicity but eventually my conscience caught up with me. I could barely get the words out through my tears; “Tim, something terrible has happened.” I proceeded to tell him what the man I knew as Stew had done to me. I knew I couldn’t poz guys on Prep, but David had never been on it. At this point I crumbled into weeping. Eventually he syphered my devastation at having infected David and that David was still in a coma. He shared his shock and condolences and assured me we could continue our talk the next day when I might be a little more composed. I knocked myself out with tranquilizers, slept fitfully, and called Tim after my visit to David’s bedside the next day. I could hardly believe Tim’s story of what had happened to his lover Ben and his staff, the pool and cleaning boys. Tim had an affair end very badly. The guy worked as a pharmacy assistant at the drug store that all three of the young men got their Prep through. He had been able to substitute their Prep subscriptions with a totally useless prescription. Turned out none of them had been on Prep for the two weeks before my visit. Chances were that I had unsuspectingly knocked all three of them up. The insanely jealous pharmacy assistant had not been anywhere near as smart as ‘Stew’. He had been quickly apprehended after the three victimized young men’s ‘Prep prescriptions’ had been checked and found to be not Prep at all. I got off the phone feeling like a steamship had just hit me and knocked me to the bottom of the ocean. In my hazy thinking I began to obsess about how many other guys I had recently bred. How many of the guys that had raw fucked me might have had nicks on their dicks? With my racing mind I began to hyperventilate. It would take a few more days before I would get my slow HIV results from my regular blood work. Sure enough I was not only HIV positive, no surprise, I had been for many years, but I was also detectable. “Stew’, whatever his real name was indeed had managed to make me toxic again. At the same time David’s more thurow test also came back. It turned out his rapid test had been in error. He was negative for HIV. He was positive for a very rare virus that he had picked up on his work trip. The medical staff had not told me that this is what they fully expected as they had never had a new seroconversion go into a coma. They were now able to get him on the best meds and he was out of the coma, and even though weak, back home very soon. I got back on my antiretrovirals as quickly as possible, but needless to say, this deeply sobering experience had slowed down my libido considerably. That is until three months later when my childhood friend and HIV father Peter came to me in a dream. After he vigorously pumped his load into my ass and had gathered his breath back he said; “Ok my promiscuous friend. You’ve taken a long enough break. It’s time to pick yourself up, dust yourself off, and get that marvelous hungry ass of yours out there again.” And as you know, having read this long complex story, I have always listened to my childhood friend Peter and followed his instructions. As I wrote this last chapter I have five anonymous loads mixing together in my guts. David told me as I left this morning; "Fuck night. And I’m looking forward to you pumping your load into me, unlike our most usual rolls. Let's use the cum mix you bring home as lube." You might be wondering. Yes he has gone on PreP. Once in a blue moon he comes home with an anonymous load or two of his own to surprise me. That is of course until our annual clothing optional cruise during which both our holes are wet, stretched, and sloppy every day. The End