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Yes, a report would be great.

I had decided to go off my meds to mark my 20th anniversary of converting to POZ. My return to toxicity was to coincide with the beginning of my three month winter vacation on my favorite Mexican nude beach. I had been pozed during my very first visit to this out of the way beach town. My pozer was a handsome Mexican about ten years younger than myself, probably in his mid 30's. He had a slim, fit body but the outstanding feature was his gorgeous smile that lit up his entire face. Those warm inviting eyes just pulled me in and cemented my desire to submit to anything he had to offer. When I first noticed him standing still in a crowd of dancers on the beach I was taken by his smile but certain it was not meant for me. I was sure he was cruising the four naked gym bunnies dancing behind me. I certainly would have been if I thought I'd have half a chance. I couldn't figure out why he made no move to approach them. He just stood there and smiled in their direction. I couldn't help it, but I tried not to stare at him. His smile was so magnetic. I realized I was loosing the internal staring battle and decided on another tack. I danced over beside him and when I knew I had his attention motioned to the four and said 'yeah, they are hunks aren't they?' He smiled and shook his head. In broken English he said, "I saw you last night in the street. I said to myself what a handsome man." You could have pushed me over with a feather. I stuttered, "Oh ... uh ... um ... d ... do you wanna dance." We began to seductively dance around each other. Even though many were dancing naked he was wearing shorts and an open button down shirt, I was dancing in very baggy shorts that kept threatening to slip off. About the fifth time I reached to pull them back up he grabbed the waistband pulling me in for a close dance. We could now feel each other's erections through the shorts. He reached inside to hold my hardon and said, "Let's go take care of these. " I had no intention of resisting as he took my hand and led me down the beach. We soon established he spoke very little English and I speak no Spanish. He wanted me to know up front that he only plays the active role. I assured him I love the passive bottom role. He then led me to his impressive home by Mexican standards. Without fanfare we were toasting with shots of mezcal, three each in quick succession. Suitably tipsy any of our remaining clothes were quickly ripped off. I was led upstairs and under the mosquito netting on his bed. I immediately went down on his nine inch thick cock. His instant moans made it clear he was enjoying my oral technique and I was not disappointed that his fingers were already playing with my hole. He let me deep throat him for a while and tested my endurance by holding my head down from time to time. I love drinking down a load, especially if it's going to shoot against my tonsils but I had no desire to miss a ride on his beautiful fuck stick. I was relieved when he moved me up on my hands and knees and dove in to eat me out. There was lots of spit, tongue fucking and fingers stretching my hole. Clearly he had lots of experience preparing tight asses for the onslaught of his massive tool. Remember this was twenty years ago, condoms were the norm in hookup culture. Most of the time you didn't even need to say anything, you could usually count on the top to automatically sheath up. That's why I was a bit surprised when he introduced his raw cock head to my bare hole. Without checking my assumption I decided he was just teasing me and decided I would tease him by pushing back . 'Just the tip' I thought, 'how could that hurt. ' With his raw cock head penetrating my hole I turned enough to see his face. He winked and bathed me in that stunning seductive smile. Every thought went out of my head and I became pudy just waiting for him to do whatever he wanted. He raised his eyebrows which I interpreted as him daring me and without a thought we both participated in him suddenly being balls deep bareback in my ass. If there was a thought in my mind it was 'fuckin dominate me man, take whatever you want. ' After giving my ass a moment to adjust he leaned into my ear and whispered, "ready?" I just nodded my head and he laid into a powerful doggy style pounding of my ass. I was so engrossed by the fuck that I totally forgot we had no protection. Totally lost track that a stranger was barebacking me for the first time in about 15 years. Twenty minutes of "harder", "deeper" and we were both soaked in sweat and panting like dogs. I motioned for a break and he pulled out of me. I instantly wanted him back in but he had left the room. He returned with a joint and glasses of water. Leaning against the bed head we shared the joint and topped up on water. Our free hands were stocking each other's cocks back to hardness. Soon he was maneuvering my head to line my mouth back up with his cock. Without much thought I gobbled it down. Soon he was lining up to take my ass missionary style and even though I watched his raw cock slide in I didn't protest or resist. I was in fuck heaven, my ass was his to do as he pleased. Besides his magnificent eyes kept me mesmerized. After about twenty minutes he had moved my legs over my shoulders and bent me in half. The full weight of his body pinned me in this awkward position. It hurt a great deal, but even more so I was ecstatic that he was totally in control and claiming me so fully. He'd become a drill press and his big raw cock the bit punching deep inside my very being. One thought dominated my mind by this point. 'I just want to make him cum. ' 'I want to give him the pleasure of an awesome orgasm. ' My excitement and anticipation grew as his breathing grew more and more erratic. One final thrust, he pinned my tortchered body and shot rope after rope deep into my guts. My first raw load in years. I was over the moon! He asked me to stay the night. We spooned with him at my back and quickly fell into a deep sleep. In the wee hours of morning we awoke a couple of times and each time he proceeded to drill press another load deep into my vulnerable guts. He cooked breakfast as I showered. I came down only wrapped in a towel and found him finishing up working only in a short sirong. As we sat across from each other I let my eyes drop from his gorgeous smile and for the first time focused on admiring his slim body. No six pack, but very close. Well defined hairless chest and shoulders but not gym manicured. Only then did I realize he had two black tattoos. The first a simple arrow on the side of his stomach pointing toward his cock. The second a small black plus sign to the left and slightly above his sexy left nipple. I chocked on my coffee. "Ah ... um .... fuck man, is that what I think it is?" "What?" "The tattoo on your chest?" "Si." "You're HIV positive?" "Si" "Why the fuck didn't you tell me?" "Why?" "I've got three of your loads in me. You may have infected me!" "Si, didn't you want?" "What the fuck man! What made you think I wanted to be pozed? " "I never hid it, my shirt was open when we met. You came home with me to get fucked, no?" "Yeah, but I hadn't seen the tattoo." "You didn't stop me ... ask for condom." "How long? How long have you been poz?" "Si, quattro " "Four years?" "No months." "Meds?" "No." "Fuck man you could be very toxic!" "Si, very toxic." "Have you infected other guys?" "Si, si, dose" "Did they know it was you?" "Uno si, dose no. We were drunk." "What did he do when he found out?" "Left his wife and had me fuck him again." "And the first guy asked for it?" "Si, si! Begged for it like you. 'Breed me, fuckin breed my ass!' " "I didn't beg for it." "Si, si, second time. And third 'fuckin A man, fuckin knock me up ' begged for my toxic letche. " "Holy fuck man ... no!" Opening his sirong and waving his massive tool he asked "You no want?" All said with that seductive smile and those warm inviting eyes. I was on my knees with his cock deep in my throat in an instant. Next thing I knew I was bent over the breakfast table taking him up my ass. RAW, BAREBACK! This time he had asked before sliding in, "condom?" "Yes" He moved to go get one and was opening the packet as he moved back in behind me. Just as he was about to roll it on I was surprised to hear my voice ... "wait... wait ...why bother? ... fuck me raw, knock me up if you already haven't!" And he did, breeding me several times per day for the next three days 'til I flew home. Two weeks to the day of taking his first toxic loads I was admitted to hospital sick as a dog. Now it was twenty years later and I was going back to celebrate my conversion with style. What better way than to breed and poz some ass. He and his partner had also taken med breaks so they'd be toxic to recharge me; and, as many other negative guys as my three months would permit.

So very fuckin hot! Great writing. Can't wait to hear more

I first saw him at his work. An arts and crafts shop with a fully open front to the Mexican street. He was a 5 foot 8 inch smooth, fit looking Mexican. Very short cropped hair on his handsome round head. Soft warm eyes and a beautiful smile. Very tasteful tattoos adorned his body, fully visible 'cause all he wore was a mini skirt length sarong. I couldn't pass by without checking out his wares more closely. His personality was every bit as attractive as his body. We talked about a couple of pieces of art as his hands seductively brushed my bare arm from time to time. In the course of the conversation he let slip that his boyfriend was out of town for the week and that the next day his assistant would be able to take care of the shop if he were to slip away for a bit. "Maybe 10AM? I love giving message to gringoes like you." He said this as he ran his hand through my thick gray chest hair. I responded " Ten tomorrow morning?" And he confirmed giving me a little kiss on my lips. I spent that evening thinking this must be too good to be true. Convincing myself I put the images of his hot body out of my mind and had a good sleep and pleasant erotic dreams. I awoke with solid morning wood and went on Grinder to see what opportunities might be around. I was delighted and surprised to see that he had checked out my profile within the last fifteen minutes. Hmmm? Telling myself nothing would come of it I had a leisurely breakfast followed by cleaning out and taking a little blue pill at 9AM. About 10:10 I wandered into his shop. His assistant was helping a customer and my new friend was only wearing loose sweat shorts that kept threatening to drop to the floor. He greeted me with a quick kiss and instructed his helper to 'hold the fort for the next 90 minutes or so." Then he asked me to come with him to his place just around the corner. As we walked we made small talk and he told me how much he loved the flexibility of his work. We were soon up a set of stairs and entering his simple one room flat. I expressed my surprise at the message table in the middle of the room and he just smiled and said "I told you gringo." He then gave me a very deep kiss, eagerly accepting my tongue. After a full two minutes he broke it off and told me to strip and climb on the table. I was already fully hard and carefully tucked my eight inches comfortably under my dad tummy. From the start his touch was very light and sensual. Barely touching my skin he did long strokes from my neck down over my bare buttocks and legs. As his hands became more aggressive finding all my knots and expertly worked them out I began to notice how often his soft cock beneath his baggy shorts would bump my hand. I wondered why he didn't just let them fall to the floor, but decided I had been correct the night before writing the invitation off as too good to be true. 'He just wants to give an old guy a message.' Besides, it was a good message, 'don't spoil it with unrealistic expectations' I told myself. I relaxed and almost fell asleep. He was definitely in no hurry. Having thoroughly worked his way down my back and legs he began to focus on my buttocks. I noticed I was fully hard again. He had been using lots of oil all along but I suddenly I realized he was pouring an extra generous amount on my hole ... into my hole. This was followed by fingers messaging my outer ring. I then remembered he'd check out my profile and probably noticed I like to bottom. Sure enough his finger started unabashedly probing into my hole. I had died and gone to heaven. Instinctively my ass rose, I pushed back on his finger and I began to moan. My meaning couldn't be less subtle. He was not put off and stepped up his message of my inner walls. My mind was screaming for him to get out of those damn shorts and just fuck me already, but he was clearly keeping his hardon inside his shorts and blatantly teasing me as he pushed it against my hand. After a few minutes of this anal treatment he disappeared from beside me and I could hear him move to the foot of the table. I then felt him climb up onto the table and he used his naked torso to rub up and down my oily back and bum. I'm surprised I didn't scream; 'Doff those damn shorts and breed me man.' But I didn't! Ugh! Soon he was back beside me working on my neck. Once again he adjusted his stance so his cock was at my hand. Except now there was no mistake, it was a naked cock placed directly into my hand. The shorts were thankfully gone. It was a naked cock enjoying my open fondling. And if I missed noticing on one side he made sure I would notice when he moved to the other side. As he messaged my neck he enjoyed my hand job. It was now time for me to roll onto my back and his shocked saucer eyes told me only one part of my front was going to get attention. As he rubbed oil onto my 8 inches he assured me he'd never seen one so big. (I was glad I'd popped a little blue pill) I expressed my surprise and he assured me he was telling the truth. (I was sure he was lying but enjoyed the compliment too much to protest. ) He gave an expert hand job with extra attention to the head of my cock. I tried to hold back but hadn't cum in two weeks so it wasn't long 'til I was spewing like a volcano. "Too much!" he said, "I've never seen so much!" I was thrilled with this happy ending. He invited me to rest on the table and excused himself to take a leak. I was getting up as he returned and he asked if I wanted a shower, "or maybe we could make out for a while?", he suggested more than asked. We stood and made out kissing and fondling each others cocks. Soon he crouched down and took my member in his mouth. He looked up with eyes seeking permission. When I nodded he took me deep into his throat. I couldn't believe how quickly I felt close to orgasm and gently nudge him off me. He stood and pulled me to his bed. We climbed on the bed and were soon 69 fucking each other's faces with wild abandon. Again he broke it off when I was getting close, spun around and climbed in between my legs. "You want me to fuck you, don't you?" I was already raising my legs. He dove in and ate out my ass like the pro he was. After five minutes of opening me up with tongue and fingers he lined up his raw cock and teased my hole. "You ready?" he asked with a big toothy grin. "Been ready since I saw you in those damn loose shorts it took you so long to get out of." I responded. "Thought so." He said as he plunged all 6 naked inches into me. He instantly had a hand over my mouth to muffle my screams. Impaled to the hilt he gave me a moment to adjust. He then took some popper hits and began a slow and steady fuck. I declined his offer of poppers.(too dangerous with my little blue pill) He steadily kept picking up the pace and was soon pile driving my happy ass. Sweat dripped off his nose into my eyes, face and mouth . His fuck had become animalistic and I just kept my ass up for easy access and egged him on with my eager eyes. "You know I'm about to breed your beautiful gringo ass, right?" he gasped with ragged breath. "Oh Yeah, please ..." He was already pumping me full of spasm after spasm of his fuckin hot load. The convulsions lasted 3 full minutes during which he gasped and gasped like a wounded wild animal. As he began to come back to normal I felt his softening cock slide out of my ass. Totally recovered he scurried up the bed offering his cock for me to clean with my mouth. Before I was finished he was already hardening again and reached down to grasp my big hard cock. As he quickly swiveled to sit on my stomach he said, "My turn, fair is fair." In a flash he was inhaling 3 hits of poppers in each nostril. I got a large enough whiff from my distance. He moved to line his ass up with my cock head and instantly sat down impaling my 8 inches into his fuck shoot. All I really needed to do was lie there as he bounced up and down on my raw pole. Often I will spew my load the moment my naked cock is in a warm hole but this was one of those delicious times it let me delight in holding off to give a lovely long fuck. After five minutes I began to worry I might not be able to climax, the other danger for a versatile bottom that's really mostly bottom. I rolled my gorgeous young Mexican onto his back without even pulling out and took on the aggressive role of piston fucking him. He took more long hits of poppers and more fumes than ever drifted up to me. I felt the rush immediately and insatiably wanting more clamped my mouth onto his. He knew exactly what to do and blew fresh fumes deep into me. My body temperature blasted, my heart raced and my head pounded as my piston fuck almost drove him through the bed and into the shop below. I could hardly hear as he screamed; "Yeah daddy, harder, harder, fuck me harder!" I gasped as I pummeled him; "like this, like this you fuckin fag!" "Oh fuck, yeah daddy, destroy my ass!" With no warning I was pumping my load into him like a turbine set loose. "Fuck yeah daddy, you're breeding my ass. Give it to me! Every last drop, I need it all!" It took us five full minutes to come back to earth. "Fuckin A daddy! That was amazing! You've got to come back tonight." "Uh, really? Why?" "I've got three latino amigos coming over. You've destroyed my ass and they need your daddy ass to breed bareback. You up for them?" "Hell yeah!" "Who knows, I'll probably be ready to drop another load and none of those macho guys will let me near there holes. I can promise you four more loads of leche! You in?" "Fuck yeah, you know what this cum slut daddy needs. I'll be here. "

Friday, eh? Can't wait. Wondering how many poz loads Phil has lined up and what humiliation will precede the GIFT!?

6 weeks in Mexico and no loads in my ass. FUCK! Sucked down a couple daytime loads in the rocks. Ploughed a couple into some young guys at a couple of night time beach orgies. Had a French buddy fuck a load out of me. I thought he was a top, but turned out he's vers and mostly wanted to ride my naked 8 inches on the many times we were together. 70 year old French Canadian brought me to orgasm twice within 10 minutes of each other, rolled over and told me he wanted to fuck me. I hadn't gone prepared so he settled for me licking his balls and sucking a small load from his cock. Informed me he has little to shoot after his prostate surgery but his orgasms are better than ever. Loved his satisfied smile. If I ever meet him again my ass will be clean and prepared! Best encounter was with a hot young Mexican who gave me a message. It was very erotic from the start as I was pretty sure he was making his semi erection rub my hand through his loose shorts. I knew this was no accident when he started fingering my hole. I was too shy to ask him to fuck and breed me but tried to send a telepathic message. Soon he climbed on the table and rubbed his naked torso up and down my body. After climbing off it was clear he had gotten rid of the shorts as he kept putting his erection in my hand and got harder with my grasping and messaging his 6 inches. Rolling onto my back he commented on my 8 inches and gave me an excellent hand job. Sharing a room I hadn't cum in two weeks so when I ejaculated I shot off like a volcano. His eyes were as big as saucers. Before showering he invited me to make out so we stood kissing and fondling each other's cocks until he came. I hope he's around next winter! I don't plan to be so shy!!!

Can't wait to hear more of your adventures

I've only experienced this once. It was great! I can't wait to be with this guy again.

Very hot! Happy for your good fortune. Hope this is the way 2022 goes for all of us.

Agree 10 of 10 Ontario, Canada, north of Toronto

I Had a wonderful time getting fucked and bred in a gay campground play area this summer. Mid-afternoon broad daylight. A guy watched the hole thing and apologized when we were leaving. I told him there was no need to apologize. In my head I thought 'other than for not joining in and breeding me after I got the first load.'

I'm an amateur on this site. I've only had 15 loads pumped up my ass in 2021. But I'm grateful to these 15 guys, mostly strangers. I've only swallowed about 10. I'm not an enthusiastic top so have only bred about 6 guys. I allowed a couple guys to suck me off but far prefer to be the one providing the servicing. My biggest passion is to bring a guy to climax as he deposits in my hairy ass. I'm hoping Covid will disappear in 2022 so we can all get much more of what we desire.

Very well told. Looking forward to the next installments in the new year.

I would be so excited to see how many guys he'd get to breed me in successive dates.

Every piggy cum hungry guys perfect wet dream

What a fuckin fun piece of fiction! As a very hairy guy any smooth guy is welcome to fuck and breed me if they think it will help them establish more body hair. 😉

Sounds weird and hot. All the best with getting his load planted up your ass next time.

Wow what a perfect chance encounter! I would have thought I'd died and gone to heaven. Glad you've had a second round with them. Can't wait to hear of your piggy time with them and their friends.

Very nicely told.

Chapter 6 The next three weeks waiting for either the arrival of night sweats and fuck flu, or a negative HIV test were pure torture. I had promised myself I would only engage in safe sex while waiting and figured from my track record no sex would be the best plan of attack. For the first four days I even avoided porn. I needed to keep from stirring my cravings. In hindsight I think this only increased my libido to epic proportions. Every half decent looking guy I saw sent shivers of lust through my skin. I couldn't concentrate on the story lines of movies or TV shows, my imagination was so busy undressing the lead men. If they were having sex I was totally frustrated their cocks were not visible and I was consumed by jealousy that they weren't 'doing' me. If I was in touching distance of a guy it took every once of my energy to keep from stroking their strong hairy arms; or diverting my eyes from being glued to their crotch. By the fifth day I knew I needed to change my tact. I went to a gay restaurant needing to be with my tribe; but, where it would be harder to hookup than at a gay bar. I made sure I had lots of condoms in my pockets 'just in case.' My waiter was a cute twink and very flirty. It was fun to tease and flirt back. He really wasn't my ideal type so I didn't feel I was in much danger. The booze with my meal was warming my veins and relaxing my brain as I paid up and left. It was a beautiful evening so I set out for a relaxing walk. With my guard down I was soon sitting on a park bench in a popular cruising area. I startled out of this relaxed revelry when a very portly guy sauntered past me blatantly rubbing his crotch. Quickly I rationalized. 'Giving him a blowjob would be safe enough.' I was instantly on my feet and following him into the bushes. He had his small pecker out and ready before I reached him so I dropped to my knees. Even though not large it felt great to have a cock in my mouth. His sighs of pleasure made it clear I was doing an adequate job. I was beginning to anticipate my first ever mouthful of cum when he pulled out of me and proclaimed; "Fuck me!" With no thought I found myself balls deep with my naked cock in his tight hole. Waves rippling across his ample ass was an intoxicating sight and I was soon unloading a multi day orgasm deep inside him. That's when I snapped awake. 'What had I just done?' I pulled up my pants and ran for home forgetting my manors to thank him. My shame at so easily losing control and my relief that I had topped rather than being bred motivated me to avoid sex for the next six days. There were a few close calls and certainly the temptations were torturous, but I was able to remain successful in my goal. I felt so pleased with myself that by day seven I began to allow myself to make plans to give a blowjob or two. 'Oh, if I could just suck down a load or two.' Rightly or wrongly, I figured a public washroom would provide the safety measures needed to keep my ass out of the action. If not I would be on edge enough to be sure to remember condom use. Pockets full and bulging I headed into a Mall washroom that I had researched online. I found the one stall with a glory hole, stripped naked, sat on the throne and waited. My heart was pounding and I was disappointed when the first guy to use the neighbouring stall didn't even look through the hole. After waiting another excruciating ten minutes I heard that stall door close and latch. I snuck a peek to see a slim mall janitor stroking his average size cock with a pointed head. He caught me looking and stepped over to present my prize. As I suspected he didn't have long and was quickly fucking my face. Soon he was blasting a load into my no longer virgin mouth. I was still savoring his sweet salty nectar when the next occupant pulled and latched the door. A lovely seven inch black cock was presented at the glory hole. I quickly swallowed the remaining cum and engorged this lovely black lollypop. Once more it was not long 'til I was rewarded with his orgasm, this time pumping giz onto my tonsils. He shot a huge load. I could barely keep ahead of it with my swallowing. I loved the sensation and knew I had died and gone to fag heaven. I patiently waited and within the next half hour had guzzled down three more loads from a variety of men and cocks. So high on cum and adrenaline my brain didn't even engage when the next beautiful bear pulled his nine inches from my mouth and declared; "Give me your ass man." I was pushing my hairy hole on his raw meat with no thought to my personal pledge. My hole was very tight not having hosted a cock in almost two weeks. You'd have thought the unbearable pain would have brought me to my senses, but my hungry hole had no intention of giving up this prize. He was soon pistonning with his rock hard fuck pole and all I could manage was to delight that this gorgeous stranger was using and abusing my ass in this mall bathroom. I was experiencing a classic hot porn scene playing my idea of the lead role. I now only had one goal, to make him nut every ounce of his anonymous giz as deep in me as he chose to. And, nut he did, with a deep reverberating roar that I fully expected echoed through the halls of the mall. He was soon gone and with my dripping ring still pressed against the glory hole my hands reached up to cover my eyes as I thought; 'What the fuck have I just done?!' I now knew I had lost the battle with my pledge. From that moment 'til my test day I would guiltily try and fail to avoid sex. With one compromising situation after another my risk loving ass saw my guts painted with anonymous load after load. By the time I returned to the clinic I had ingested dozens of creamy loads and hosted a baker's dozen breedings making the HIV test null and void. All the same I lied to the clinic staff swearing all encounters had been safe. They knew I was lying and gave me the rapid test. When it showed negative they took more blood and sent me away for the next torturous two weeks to wait for the more thorough test results.

Nicely written. Thanks

Chapter 5 "You're still safe from this morning's PEP." Those fabulous words sounded like a 'get out of jail free card' in my ears. Not only could I 'pass go', I could collect loads 'til my hungry ass was content. At least for the rest of the day. On the front steps of the clinic I pulled off my t-shirt and began to jog away from my home. For the moment forgetting I could be converting from the potentially poz silver fox I felt exhilarated and free to embrace this day like no day before. I'd start by striking out in an entirely new direction. I'd read about guys hooking up in adult book stores and had a vague recollection of seeing one on the east side of our city. I jogged in the mid-day sun and smiled to recall my speedy journey from virginity to a young man who'd collected at least a dozen loads of cum in my ass over the last couple days. All from total strangers, a far cry from the romantic notions I had been socialized to expect. No, this wild ride felt entirely appropriate to my gay senses. Sex with anonymous men felt like the only way it could have gone. The only way I wanted at least for now. Instead of spreading my wings I was more than ready to spread my ass cheeks. At least for the rest of the day as the PEP worked in my system. This was the freedom Prep would give me every day I thought triumphantly. Hot and sweaty I arrived at the strip mall with the adult book store. Right next door was a Pub with a large outdoor patio. As I moved to pull on my shirt the tall handsome waiter invited me to take a seat in the sun and encouraged me to leave the shirt off. "You'll be good for business"; he teased good heartedly. I decided to order their daily special. A plate of nachos and a pitcher of beer. Perfect for my celebrative mood. I noshed and sipped away watching mostly older men coming and going from the book store. I clearly was the eye candy distracting their eyes from their destination. I began to worry just a little about my tenting shorts. By the third glass of beer I caught the waiter's eye. Mouthing 'I gotta piss' I lifted my shirt in his direction. He pointed inside and shook his head granting permission to not bother putting it on. I was enjoying the long steady flow through my semi hardon when I felt the presence of a guy at each of my bare shoulders. My waiter whispered in my ear as the bar tender took a firm grasp of my pissing cock. "We locked the door, don't worry. But we gotta make this quick." My shorts were already around my ankles and soon the bar tender's raw six inches was pounding my ass. I was sucking on the waiter's substantial seven inches. True to their word both had loaded my ass within a few brief minutes. I was soon back swilling my beer while reveling in the three stranger's loads resting deep inside me. After two more glasses of beer I realized I was just tipsy enough. I could do without finishing the pitcher, however, I did need more cum. I paid my bill leaving an extra large tip and carefully managed my way across and into the bookstore. The clerk checked my I.D., sold me tokens and encouraged me to go right back to the booths if I wasn't going to bother with pulling on a shirt. I apologized and he assured me, "Oh, no need at this point. Those guys are going to love you. All I ask is that you get fully dressed before you come back out." He said this with a big smile. When my eyes adjusted to the relative darkness I realized I was right in front of a pot bellied middle aged man. He was holding out the top of his sweat pants to display his 9.5 inch curved erection. I waisted no time stepping forward and reaching in to touch it. He said; "Get out of those shorts. This is going up your ass here and now. " I didn't need to be told twice and soon had his naked cock head breaching my outer hole. He fucked me loud and hard to a growing audience of horny men. Once again it was not long 'til this guy roared and blasted the fourth load of the day deep inside my anal sphincter. He quickly pulled out and in lightening speed succession three more guys fucked and bred me right there in the hallway. As the last was finishing up an incredibly handsome 70 year old began to passionately kiss me. With the crowd disappearing he gently took my hand and led me into a booth. Closing the door he proceeded to drop coins in the machine and changed the channel to gay bdsm porn. All my clothes had been left in the hallway. He pushed me down to give him a blowjob. His hard thick ten inches were soon choking me. As he guided me back to my feet and spun me around he asked for a condom. "Mine are out there. But you've seen already I don't really need one." "It's not for you slut. I'm not sticking my unprotected cock in your sess pool without something covering it. " With that he produced a condom from his pocket and soon had it firmly over his beauty. This disappeared deep into my fuck shoot. At first I was quite disappointed. It didn't feel right. It actually burned a bit. But, he was very good at wheedling his tool back there and I soon found I was enjoying the experience. In fact I was feeling quite proud of myself. Finally I was riding a sheathed cock the way I'd been taught in sex ed classes. At least twenty minutes of powerful fucking had passed and my hole really was burning now. I told him I was desperately needing a break. I had missed the erratic change in his breathing and he assured me; "Breeding your ass now! Fuuuuuuccck! Take my load. " As he was catching his breath I reached around and felt the base of his cock. What had he been talking about? His cock was still sheathed. He pulled out of me and made sure I saw an almost intact condom covering his deflating member. The angry head was completely bare. Clearly he had tampered with the reservoir. "I had every intention of breeding your slutty cum hungry hole. Just needed to reduce my risk from all the potential disease sloshing around in your gut, you filthy ass hole! Now get lost. " All I could find were my runners and shorts. Some of the guys must have decided to keep my shirt and underwear for souvenirs. The counter clerk was not pleased as I tried to sneak through the front of the store. His words as I exited; "Straight home now, before all those loads turn into a river running down your leg. " He wouldn't know but the last one made eight. I was certainly making good use of the P.E.P. Now as long as the silver fox hadn't pozed me I'd be in good shape for Prep. Hopefully the memory of these hot loads would satisfy me as I pledged to keep to only safe sex for the next three weeks. I checked my shorts pocket to be sure I still had the packets from the clinic.

I love all your questions. They remind me of so many and such a variety of suck off experiences. My favorite is a big load hitting my tonsils. But I love them all. I never waist a drop.

Naked as often as I can be. Only way to have sex for me.

Chapter 4 I knew time was of the essence with poz loads deep inside me. I thought I'd go crazy waiting for our afternoon flight. I knew that PEP was only effective if administered within a given time after the breeding and the silver fox was already two days ago. Hopefully I could stay negative and get on Prep A.S.A.P. For fuck sake, I'd only just lost my virginity. How could I already be at such risk of already being Poz? How could I have been so naive and stupid. I thought I would faint when the call came from the airline before we even left our hotel. Our plane had mechanical problems and our flight would be delayed 'til the next morning. They had tried all the other airlines but were not able to get us on another flight. They would cover our extra expenses and give us a free 'return flight' to any city in the country to be used anytime in the next year. I frantically got busy and Googled 'sexual health clinic'. There were three in this city. Two were closed on Sundays. The third was on the far side of town with a transit system I was not familiar with. I set out. I either got on the wrong bus or took it in the wrong direction at a couple of the many transfers. The clinic had closed an hour before I finally got to it. I collapsed on the ground and wept. I had passed a couple of hospitals on my frantic journey but the thought of entering their emergency department and confessing my reckless sexual exploits just seemed too daunting. I guess I wasn't that scared yet. When I tried to imagine going in and telling someone, I could only imagine being met with hard, cold, piercing, judgmental .. worse, condemning eyes. I finally picked myself up and told myself I would be okay. I just needed to get to the clinic back home as fast as I could on our arrival. I was met with three disasters to my plan the next day. The family car wouldn't start, my bike had been stolen and the transit workers had gone on strike. Once again by the time I walked across the city the clinic had closed. On the walk back home every park and woods literally tortured my ragging libido with there potential for cruising. I so wanted to feed the newly triggered itch in my ass. But, I was terrified to add what felt like another ticking time bomb into my vulnerable system. I was totally exhausted and collapsed into a fitful sleep as soon as I got home. I kept waking with xxx rated nightmares. At 3AM I awoke with a deeply shaming start. 'Why had I not called a taxi or Uber? How could I have been so incredibly stupid?' I was waiting at the clinic doors three quarters of an hour before they opened the next morning. The staff were pleasant enough. They gave me PEP for the known poz loads from Ben. But it was too late for the uncertain load from my first encounter. I would need to wait three weeks to be tested before they could see if I was still negative and eligible for Prep. They didn't need to tell me how important it was for me to refrain from unsafe sex for the three week interval. I didn't really have anything else to do, so decided to walk home and try to clear my head. Passing the first park I stoically set my eyes straight ahead and forced myself to walk past. At the first woods I found myself walking a path and justified, 'I was just enjoying nature. ' I was both disappointed and relieved when I didn't come upon anyone. Not even a dog walker. I decided I felt like a jog and soon pulled my t-shirt off. I was enjoying my easy pace and the fresh air caressing my bare chest. I was lost in thought when I ran out in front of a red mustang convertible. Luckily the driver had already slowed to turn into a city park. I quickly changed my course and jogged to his parking space to apologize. Stepping out of his car I heard his rich baritone voice; "Yeah, you owe me a good apology." I was instantly hooked, line and sinker, by his large dimpled smile. His eyes darted to a path into some shrubs and I needed no further explanation of his meaning. As I dutifully followed I realized he was a little over 6 feet tall, had broad shoulders, a strong looking v-shaped back, and a sexy bubble butt nicely contained in his tight khaki shorts. My guess that he was commando was soon quickly revealed. At this point I thought I could give him a nice safe blow job; but, he had spun and bent me against a tree trunk without a word of request on his part or consent on mine. His hot mouth was on my exposed ass immediately and his tongue began to fuck me. My resolve had melted into praying he had a condom. My mind raced; 'Why hadn't I accepted the ones they offered at the clinic? How had I been so certain I would be to frightened to engage in any sex?' Here I was already, bent over, ass exposed with a total hunky stranger tongue fucking me in some sparse bushes in a public park. Two hours hadn't even passed since my clinic visit. When he stood and whispered in my ear; "Nice tight hole there." The warmth of his body against my back ripped any thoughts of condoms from my mind and lips. "Oh yeah!"; were the only words I said as his good sized raw cock started it's first journey into my delighted fuck shoot. "Keep it down. This is a public park after all." "Awe, Mmmmm"; I tried to muffle my groans of pain and pleasure. I hadn't gotten a look at his manhood; but, it must have been a good size 'cause it was soon nudging my prostate. As his pace sped and the unmistakable slap of our fuck grew so did my moans and groans. One of his hands moved to cover my mouth and the other wrapped around my throat in a strong choke hold. Within three more pumps he unloaded deep in my ass as he released a roar that must have been heard throughout the park. He quickly withdrew, slapped my bare ass and thanked me for the apology. While pulling up my shorts I had to run to catch him at his car. The engine was already running. "Hey man, are you cl...? Uh?" "If you're going to so blatantly display that sexy otter body with that inviting cute face you either need to get yourself on Prep or resign you yourself to the inevitable." And, he drove off. The woman pushing the stroller nearby looked daggers through me. I hastily returned to the clinic to shame facedly confess my slip up. They made the mistake of reassuring me the PEP treatment would still be protecting me from the park breeding. I filled my pockets with their free condoms this time around.