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Love stories of naive guys first bb experience! Looking forward to this ones further adventures toward his cum dump calling.

The radiant floor he was doing it's job and we were now both naked. I could barely take my eyes off Mike's gorgeous body. I pointed to where I kept my special lube for Mike to retrieve it. I reclined fully exposed in my sling, feet up in the stirrups. I loved the slight burn in my guts as his big farmer's finger penetrated and massaged my hole and inner lining. He motioned towards his coveralls, "I have a condom if you want. Something tells me you would rather I plunge in raw." "Your intuition read that right " I responded. "So of course you know I don't tolerate pull outs." "Oh man, this raw eight inches goes in you it ain't cumin out 'til my babies are deep in your gut!" "Babies eh?!", I queried. "You poz?" "No. I just meant sperm. Sorry if that disappoints." "Not at all,; but, let's stop talking and start fucking." With that he plunged in balls deep. I gasped out a cry begging for a moment to recover. Having taken a few deep breaths and a couple hits of poppers I nodded in readiness. It was a good thing I was ready, 'cause he pounded me like a deasel piston at full power. And, he kept it up for twenty unrelenting minutes. My groans and calls of delight just got louder and louder and more unrestrained. "Fuck yeah you brute! Ugh, fuuuuuuccck, shit! Don't stop man! Destroy my fuckin hairy hole with your big raw tool! God damn man, that naked cock feels so fuckin good! Yeah man! Pound my prostate into my chest!" "Fuuuuuuccck!" He was covered in sweat by now. It was dripping off his hairy chest onto mine and off his curly hair into my eyes. I didn't care. I just wanted this epic fuck to last forever. To soon he asked, "You ready man 'cause my balls are ready to explode!" I didn't have time to say, "Give it to me." I could feel his dick begin to pulse and spew spooge after spooge deep in my guts. "Fuck man!" I gasped. "That was awesome!" He took a deep breath, "Hey you fucker slut! I'm not done with you yet. There are at least two more loads where that came from." I could already feel his erection returning inside me. The next fuck was just as intense; but, the pace was slower and deliberate. During this he probed me with questions. "When was the last time you were bred?" (Two months ago.) Are you a total bottom? (With men.) So you have sex with women? (My wife and her girlfriends) Cool. Do you ever really fish in this hut? (Rarely) What party drugs do you like? (Most everything. I would love to do a slam sometime.) Fuckin A man! Ready for load two, 'cause here it is. Ugh, Augh, Fuuuuuuccck!" My eyes rolled into the back of my head and my cock erupted hands free shooting cum all over my torso, face, into my hair and one shot hit the hut wall behind me. By now it was dark outside and we were so overheated that we moved the next round outside. Mike railed me as I leaned against his tractor tire. With three quick pumps he unloaded within me with as much cum as the first orgasm. We quickly rushed back inside to get warm and sniff down a few more lines. The fourth fuck he took me doggy style on the cozy floor. As rope upon rope sprayed my insides we heard a snowmobile come to a stop beside my hut. With no knock the door opened and Stan found his naked son sprawled and gasping on my back with his raw cock still up my hole.

Warning: There is a brief mention of straight/bi sex. My ice fishing hut was delivered every year by Mike or his dad Stan. Their farm was on the shore of our lake and they stored about three dozen seasonal huts. Each was roughly 6' by 8' and they moved them to our specific favorite locations when the ice was thick and solid enough to carry their smallest tractor. Most of the guys had their huts clustered in a small area where local lore promised plenty of fish. On the other hand if I catch one or two actual fish per winter I'm happy. I use my hut to real in another kind of creature all together. I go to this effort to attract men and a very specific kind of man. I advertise my availability at the hut on Bbrt and Scruff and have the best results from the good old fashioned method, 'word of mouth '. I'm mostly interested in guys who want better blowjobs than they get at home and many of my fellow ice fishermen know where to find me. No appointment necessary. Just be prepared to either walk away or join in if sounds from within signal vigorous sexual activity. Better still I'm hoping for guys that want to fuck my willing hairy ass, and only the ones that are willing to do so bareback. That's why my hut is always placed in a secluded bay far enough away from the regular hut cluster. Yet close enough to some good public parking. Mike and Stan were very professional and never asked questions about my unique placement choice. They just dragged my grey hut into the same place each ice season and took my money for their services. Until this year. You may not think of an ice hut as a warm and attractive place for sex so I will give you the chef's tour. It has a fully insulated floor complete with in floor radiant heating powered by an extra quiet generator which sits on a shelf outside on one end of the building. There is a small trap door through which I can make a hole in the ice for the few times per season I choose to actually fish. The walls and roof have great insulation built in as well and a couple of small skylights let in any natural light. My shelter has more creature comforts than most you see on frozen lakes and rivers; a couple of folding chairs, small bar and fridge, a drug cabinet, a flat screen tv exclusively for bb porn played off my phone and my prize addition, a sex sling. I put this extra effort into creating my ice hut sex shack because I'm married to a woman. I want winter privacy for most of my man on man action. In other seasons I can suck guys off outdoors or in their cars. I can get fucked against a tree. But that's not so enjoyable at 30 degrees below zero. I have done it mind you, just not as often as my ass needs a work out. She knows. We met in a MMF threesome with one of her early boyfriends. She can't pretend to not know as the first time we met she watched me suck her man and enjoyed my dick in her pussy as he loaded my ass. We're both polyamorous and bi. It makes for a great partnership. The ice was very late this year so I was disappointed when Mike informed me that my shed would be the last to be delivered. He pulled it into my spot just before sunset so I immediately fired up the generator to get the radiant heat pumping and the lights on. Mike pulled a flask from his coveralls pocket and invited himself inside. He wanted to thank me for my patience. The whiskey burned in that wonderful way going down and had a unique taste I couldn't quite put my finger on. I had always been attracted to Mike. He had a pleasant face, warm dark brown eyes ,curly hair and a thick full beard. A little long for my taste but whatever. His 6' 2" solid frame reclined comfortably in the folding chair. Internal heat from the alcohol and the radiant floor worked their magic and we pealed our winter outerwear. I began to see more of him than ever before. He had a nice tuft of hair peaking out at the base of his neck. A pleasant covering of hand and arm hair emerged as he rolled up the sleeves of his flannel shirt. I wonder if he was flirting and all doubt was removed when he pealed the plaid shirt. The tshirt underneath read, 'I fuck on the first date.' I now recognized the strange taste in the whiskey as I also noticed an enjoyable warming and horniness in my balls and ass. I cut right to the chase asking, "So is this a first date?" He smiled, nodded, and unbuckled his belt. I decided it was time to hang the sling and offered a few lines for us to share. I had a great view of his shirtless v-shaped back and the fuzzy hair tufts that foreshadowed the luscious pelt of manly hair carpeting his fit torso, much like my own. I was starting my season with my favorite male body type.

I was so relieved when my test came back negative. I swore to myself I would never let a raw cock in my ass ever again. So why was I visiting a bathhouse within the week? What was I thinking? I rationalized I was only going to watch. Bareback porn got me so hot and horny, why not watch some guys actually getting nailed and bred. Besides I hadn't sworn off sucking cock, had I. I wouldn't take a room to decrease my chances of breaking my self imposed promise. It was almost midnight on a Friday so the place was crowded. I had indulged in some edibles and had a double scotch on the rocks at a bar on my way over. I was feeling mighty good as I stripped off at my locker. Before I wrapped my towel around myself I noticed the guy beside me pulling his shirt over his head. A beautiful scorpion tattoo adorned his left shoulder. He smiled at me and winked as he watched my dick start to rise. 'What the fuck Is wrong with me?' I quickly wrapped up and took a tour of the halls grateful scorpion tattoo didn't follow me. A young slim latino lad caught my eye. He was leaning against the open door to a room with a pot bellied 60ish guy lying naked on his bed stroking a thick 7 inch erection. As I had hoped the young guy slipped into the room leaving the door wide open. He dropped his towel and without saying a word climbed up onto the bed, straddled the man and lowered himself on the cock. They fucked like this for five minutes until the older guy said, "My turn." The latino got up as the older man lifted his legs exposing his ass. The latino moved down to rim the hole and the older guy said, "Just push on in son, there are already two loads up there for lube." The young man feltched some of the loads and snowballed them to the daddy as he followed instructions and pushed his average size raw dick into the sloppy hole. It didn't take very many strokes before he was clearly pumping his young load to join the other two in the older man's hole. Catching his breath he pulled out and remounted the thick daddy cock proclaiming, "My turn, load me up old man." Very quickly the older guy's tell tale breathing started and he asked, "You sure you want this poison poz load boy?" Without a word the latino sat down hard on the cock and bent over to plant a big sloppy kiss on the daddy's mouth. The older man's hips bucked like a bronco as he pumped his toxic load in deep. I realized I was stroking my leaking cock under my towel as I felt a hand reach under the back. A wet finger penetrated my tight hole. Turning my head I realized the finger belonged to the guy with the scorpion tattoo!

The curtain opened to a single spotlight slowly coming up a bit to the right of center stage. A short bald, beach ball shaped man stood there facing the audience. He was naked save white athletic socks and a pair of teal hightop runners. His craggy voice broke the silence as he stood firm."I love cum! I always have. The first time I ejaculated I ate my own sperm. I was instantly hooked. I made sure word leaked out around school and I sucked down every load I could get; students, fellow Club members, sports teams, home and visiting, even the odd teacher, coach or chaperone. The night of my high school prom I spent more time in the boys bathroom than on the dance floor. I had been offered fucks many times before but held off 'til the night of the prom. With this body I didn't have a date. So my choice was to host as many cocks as I could under the stall walls. Remember I love cum so I gave no thought to using condoms. At least a dozen guys fuck me raw that night from the captain of the football team to the ugliest troll in our school. Only seven bred my ass. When the cum started leaking out I slopped it up on my fingers and gobbled down every drop I could find. The addition of my ass juices was pure intoxication. I moved to a neighboring city for college and discovered glory holes. (A wall with a glory hole descends on the left side of the stage. ) I've taken so many loads it's a miracle I'm not HIV positive. I figure it is inevitable I'll get it. Maybe tonight will be my lucky night. I love cum, I love poz cum even more!" He quietly walked behind the wall and his bare ass appeared in the glory hole Another object lowers stage right. It is slowly illuminated. It turns out to be a sex sling with a gorgeous, muscular, naked, tattooed man reclining with his feet in the stirrups. He winks seductively at the audience as he is lubbing his butt hole. He then spoke; "I've been chasing for three months. Fuck, who knows I may have already been knocked up. I just love being a cum dump. Bring on the fuckin poz pigs, my ass is ready. " Two twinks clad only in white towels chat aimlessly of all their bathhouse antics as they enter stage left. They are clearly excited by the guy in the sling and the butt in the glory hole. One of the twinks is Chris. The other spoke first. "Holy Shit, look at this man! I'm topping tonight. I started Prep a while ago, but I just can't remember to take it every day. And I'm sure not fuckin organized enough to use that other method. Some fuckin thing about a pill 24 hours before you plan to have sex, who plans it? and two pills in the days after ... fuuuuuuccck! That glory hole ass is my type of action tonight. " Chris's character; "That's exactly why I went off Prep and got myself knocked up as fast as possible. No meds for me. Let's grab our first piece of ass for the evening. " Chris approached the sling and fingered the waiting hole. Finding it prelubed he dropped his towel, stroked himself fully erect, and slid on in. His friend was bent and eating out the glory hole plump ass. Three guys already in a bareback fuck train shuffled on stage. Jason was bringing up the rear. A gorgeous big bear of a man was in the middle position. A frumpy pot bellied dad bod was at the front and was the first to speak. "Holy fuckin shit! How did I let this happen? I stumbled on gay porn last year and got up the courage tonight to come and watch some guys making out for real. I had never even touched a guy's cock before and now I have this big hairy stranger's naked prick up my ass. What the fuck am I doing?!" The bear's fucking pace was picking up speed and his breathing was telltale erratic. "I'm close, where do you want this load man? Should I pull out?" "No! ... I mean ... ah ... yes, yes, pull out! Oh fuuuuuuccck, you're cummin in my ass man, fuuuuuuccck!" "Too late , I creamed in you deep", said the proud bear catching his breath. "Don't worry old man. I'm clean. I'm neg and STD free. I'm on Prep. Enjoy my big clean load." Jason's character's angry voice as he pulled out of the bear; "Damn fucking bastard! I hate that phrase, 'I'm clean.' What the fuck? I've showered to. Just 'cause I'm shooting a poison high voltage viral load doesn't make me dirty. Makes my load white slimy gold. Besides, poz guys are the best hottest sex going. To hell with this stupid bear ass, I'm going for that twink fucking at the glory hole. " The twink's face showed shock and horror, but he didn't push Jason away and it wasn't long 'til it was clear he was loving the raw cock pounding his ass. That was until Jason unloaded deep inside him! The bear pulled out and immediately went to plunge into Jason's ass. The next forty minutes were consumed by a free for all bareback orgy. Each of the seven performers climaxed at least twice and usually deep in the ass they were topping. A few loads were clearly swallowed deep throat. Between them Chris and Jason loaded every negative ass at least once accept the bear. They had no desire to waste their precious poz poison. Following the performance the audience stayed for a 'q and a'. They learned that indeed Chris and Jason were infected, not medicated and shooting highly contagious loads. Four of the others were negative chasers who until that moment had not known who the infected actors were. The bear really was on Prep, but confessed he to hated the phrase 'I'm clean.' It was unanimous that Jason and Chris took the prize for planting the most intense poundings and the hottest loads. Jason and Chris celebrated their star status by finding the closest sex club and bottoming 'til the sun came up on their cum slicked holes. Jason returned to his meds and undetectable status as soon as he got home to his beloved Barry. Chris stayed in Amsterdam signed on for a permanent role as long as the orgy production ran. The play was wildly popular, and ran long enough that a few of the original negative bottoms would also return to poz a few willing actors. At the end of the run Chris figured he'd had a role in pozing a couple dozen guys on and off stage. Figuring that as his quota he returned to live with his soul mates Jason and Barry. He also decided it was time to accept medication and become an outspoken advocate of U =U.

Why did they even suggest them. Sound like guys that would only skinny dip anyway. Great start, looking forward to more.

I would luv a bb porn star for a fuck buddy and if the relationship chemistry was there a partner. No problem

Chris was jubilant when his poz test results came back. Like Jason and Barry's diagnosis the three pals celebrated at the bathhouse, Chris and Jason shooting off as many loads as they could into unsuspecting and chasing asses as alike. Their approach was, if he doesn't ask I don't need to tell. They all sucked down and took a couple of loads in their holes, even Barry. Over the next few weeks Jason and Barry saw little of Chris. He was all over town dropping his precious poz sperm into every willing ass he could find. One evening Chris turned up just in time for dinner. He was clearly very excited to share an invitation with Barry and Jason. An underground theater company in Amsterdam had offered the three of them roles in an experimental avantgaurd theater production. The simple premise, actors having unsimulated bareback sex in front of a theater audience. He didn't know much more than that. Barry responded respectfully, "I'm out. I don't act, and I really don't like traveling that far. Enjoy guys, but it's not for me. " Jason spoke with concern, "But what about our high viral load status. When they learn that we won't get parts. " "That's just why they want you and me Jason. They want the audience to know some of the negative actors are actually getting infected in front of their eyes. They want to use this play to provoke a conversation about gifters and chasers. No one will know we really are the positive actors 'til it is revealed in the play. Not even the other actors. They will all be chasers who will have signed releases that they know and accept the risks they are taking. " "Let me get this straight", responded Jason. "So they are going to pay me to fly to Amsterdam, go on stage naked, and fuck who knows how many negative asses bareback with my toxic cock." "Yup, that's it in a nutshell."

That's a dream cum true! I would so luv to have that experience.

Nifty little story

Nicely leading us towards Max's demise. Thanks

I'm thinking; "Fuck yeah! Thanks for the breeding man! " "I just love being a cum hungry pig. I love the way he used my hairy ass and that I preformed well enough to get his precious prize. " If this is a new stranger or first breeding from him, "I'm looking forward to adding him to my growing list of guys that have bred me!" "Oh fuck, I'm such a cum slut. I love his load and can't wait for the next. Whose next?"

Barry and Jason adjusted quickly to their retroviral medications and were soon contentedly undetectable. All three continued to play together. The added dimension was many more men were invited to join them for bb sex in the hot tub and king size bed. It was not unheard of for eight bodies to wake tangled in the sheets and you could count on at least five of those men sporting multiple loads cradled in their guts. Chris continued to have lots of sex without the other two, and this became part of Jason's life as well. After three years of his daily Prep pill Chris found himself slipping up and missing doses more often than not. This didn't concern him a great deal and he realized it was inevitable he would be pozed eventually. He decided to take matters into his own hands, stop Prep all together and embrace the role of chasing. He couldn't stop dreaming of how fuckin hot it would be to have Jason pump the poz cum which would ultimately knock him up and infect him. He didn't want Barry to feel left out, and he knew it was a big ask, they could jeopardize their health, but he asked them both to go off their meds for him. Just for as long as it would take to convert him. Barry was understanding, but, adamant he would have no part in going off meds, let alone breeding toxic cum into Chris. Jason remembered how much he had enjoyed being a gifter. He had actually been missing the experience of pozing neg bottoms for a while. He loved the idea of being Chris's gifter and his and Barry's DNA being another bond for their trupple. After a couple of months of Chris and Jason abstaining from medications; and unbelievably, those same months Chris not receiving a single load, the appointed night arrived. Barry fucked Chris with a toothbrush to prep Chris's inner lining. Then he lined up Jason's naked toxic cock guiding it into Chris's unprotected raw twink ass. He then handed each a thin flute of champagne and toasted, "Let the pozing begin." The adrenaline rush Jason felt as his potent cock slid into Chris took his breath away. Chris looked deeply into Jason's eyes and didn't need to say a single word to express his mind fucking delight in chaser's heaven. The emotional bond they were forging was like a powerful electric magnet. The experience was beyond enjoyable, and far too precious to have pass as a quick pump and dump. They fucked for three hours in every position and at every pace and intensity they could imagine. They desperately wanted Barry to be part of this momentous coupling and found many ways to draw him into their sexual ballet. At one point Chris's eyes rolled into the back of his head as Jason and Barry double penetrated him. It was at this moment Barry realized he regretted not also taking a med vacation and he apologized to Chris. Chris was in way too much agonistic pleasure to do anything but bend down and give Barry a deep tongue kiss as expression of his forgiveness. Barry was fucking Jason when Jason realized the volcano in the depth of his balls was stirring and on the verge of erupting into Chris's most intimate being. "Ready to get pozed you fucking pig!" "Oh fuck yeah! Blast in me! Fill my negative ass with every drop of your vicious sperm. Give me everything you've got!" "Here it comes .... augh ... augh ... fuck ... fuuuuuuccck! ... loading you man. Fucking blasting you full of my poz babies!" Jason was slamming into Chris. It was like a tsunami of cum blasting out of Jason's urethra. For Chris it was like a bolt of red hot lightning spewed into his bleeding guts from Jason's cock slit. Bolt after bolt after bolt burned into Chris's ass walls. Their joint orgasm brought Barry off as well. All three collapsed into a pile of heaving flesh allowing their bodies to find recovery from this epic little death. They had no thought of past, present or future. Jason bred Chris toothbrush irritated ass five and six times per day. Each fuck was as exhilarating as their first epic pozing romp. Jason was in seventh heaven each time his toxic cum was plastered on Chris's raw inner guts. He couldn't remember a time he had ever felt so powerful, so deeply alive and purposeful. Chris couldn't get enough ass abuse or high viral load sexual secretion from Jason. Within a short couple of weeks Chris was sicker than a dog. Even in his depleted state he begged Jason to pound more poison loads into him to ensure a good take of Jason's poz DNA.

Luv the way this is evolving

Nice start

After dinner the evening of their diagnosis Barry declared, "Forget cleanup and forget the hot tub tonight. Jason I need another of your payloads right now and Chris you need to use his highly toxic cum as lube. I need to ride and sample your beautiful cock for a change. Jason your toxic cum makes my ass fucking horny for some inexplicable reason. " Since Jason and Chris were always naked whenever they were home their growing hardons were impossible to hide. Not that they would do so from Barry's eyes. Jason had Barry's shorts around his knees and bent over the table in no time. He didn't waist a second in mounting Barry's hairy ass bareback and shooting a second toxic load to join the first from earlier at the clinic. Chris was quick to slide in when Jason pulled out; but, gave Barry a much longer ride on his naked turgid cock. They fucked in every position imaginable for two straight hours. Chris unloaded in Barry's ass as Jason pumped his highly valued toxic deposit into Chris's. They showered together before climbing into the hot tub with beers. Barry spoke first, "Fuck I can't believe how much I love your poz cock and cum Jason. I knew I loved bareback sex with you; but, this takes it to a whole new level." Jason, "I can't describe the high I felt pozing that nurse. I gotta get me more negative asses before I start meds. That's for sure!" Chris, "I told you guys how much I love taking charged loads. Now you know why I took Jason's fuck flu so lightly. I knew once you guys adjusted you would also be poz cum junkies. Welcome to the club." Barry queried. "Seriously Jason? You really want to infect other guys?" "Fuck yeah! Don't you?" "No! No I don't." spluttered Barry. "It's bad enough infecting my lover. " Enthusiastic Chris, "We should go to the bathhouse tomorrow guys. Let's celebrate your conversions. Jason, you might find a negative ass or three to knock up. Barry, I'm sure we can get that hairy bubble butt of your's loaded up. Enough cum in you, you can be sure of one or two were poz and toxic." "I don't know...."Barry tried to say. "Well I do." said Jason. "We're going. I am going to watch guys fuck and breed you Barry." And it was settled. They rented a big room with king size bed and sling.They never closed the door and other than Chris rarely left the room. Their antics, which included many guests, attracted an enthusiastic crowd. Barry had fortified his nerves with half a bottle of Jack Daniel's. He required both Jason and Chris's shoulders to manoeuvred through the bathhouse halls to their room. Without frequent customer Chris's encouragement the staff never would have let Barry in. In this drunken state and primed with poppers Barry spent most of his night in the sling taking a dozen loads between ass and mouth. Every trip away from the room Chris collected at least one more load up his eager bum. Preferably done in a public setting. This over and above the eight or so loads delivered during his time with his two cohorts in their room. Jason fucked any and every hole offered. As usual in bathhouses no questions were asked before he started . He was able to shoot off five loads into five different guys. With each he whispered his status news at the moment he ejaculated his poison. Each response brought him a unique pleasure. Three were shocked. One said nothing but had a look of utter tearor on his face. One proclaiming, "No I haven't started Prep yet. I plan to start it soon. FUCK, fuck you. " And the third, "Why didn't you tell me before we started? You should have you selfish fuckin ass hole!" He just thought, 'It was their responsibility to ask me rather than just blindly offer their vulnerable ass.' One guy was quite okay responding, "Yup, I'm undetectable. Fill me up. I think it's so fuckin hot. Thanks for telling me. " And the fifth was over the moon, "You're shitting me! You're really a toxic poz pig? Fuckin A man. I've been looking to get knocked up for three months. I hope your poison cum takes hold. Thanks. Thanks so much!" Most of the night all three asses were being pounded at the same time. Despite Jason's high drive to share his toxic seed, he was often taking loads as fast or faster than he planted them. The four of the five times he bred guys his ass convulsions brought off the guy deep in his ass. All three were too high, drunk and exhausted to drive home so they order an Uber. Chris's sex radar when ballistic the moment the driver pulled up. They drove two blocks and Chris stopped the driver so he could talk to a couple of male hustlers working the corner. He motioned for the three from the car to join the hustlers and him in an alley. Only the Uber driver got out of the car so Chris received three more loads to his already flooded hole.

Luv Max's naivete! Can't wait for next installment.

This morning. Met this guy on Scruff, a few days ago, we mutually woofed each other. When he saw a picture of my cock he said I should plant my load in his ass. I have a very sparse Scruff profile so enquired if he was on Prep or just enjoyed the risk of taking loads he doesn't know the status of. He chatted back that it was all fantasy so didn't really matter. He does plan to go on Prep soon and really only lets a few friends he knows well bareback him. Okay. Then later yesterday he suggests we meet up soon. I say I'm waiting for a guy with a glory hole. He immediately sends a message saying he has a glory hole and is okay if I wear a mask throughout. I message back; "So just to be clear, you are inviting me to your place and want me to bareback fuck you through a glory hole and I can wear my mask." I fully expect from our earlier chat he would not agree to the bb. But he was quite okay with it and had still not asked my status. Following his instructions, got to his place, let myself in, locked the door and presented my cock at the glory hole. It had been months since I 've had a bj and he was very good so I had to be very careful I didn't come in his mouth. Sucked him for a bit and asked if he ate ass. Again he did a nice job. Then I ate out, tongue and finger fuck his hole. It was a bit awkward getting angles right through the hole but I soon penetrated him with my raw cock. I'm vers bottom and really more bottom so warned him I might not last long. He was okay with that. I tried to hold off to lengthen my enjoyment but soon felt compelled to pound his ass. He begged for my load and I was soon having the most intense orgasm and filling him with my undetectable sperm. He was pleased and appreciative suggesting we do it again soon. I would jump at the chance but I know I won't get a load in return. I will likely go back, since Covid restricts my chances, but I will likely hold off hoping to get my ass loaded somewhere else. Checked my car clock, in, dumped and out in exactly a half hour.

Really enjoying this unique story. Innocence thrown away with great chemed gusto.

Just fucked a guy through a glory hole in the back of his business. Forgot just how hard work topping is! Unfortunately there was no reciprocation. He gave good head to prep me. Has been so long for that and he was so good I had to be very careful I didn't drop my three day load in his mouth. He was very grateful to receive it coating his inner walls. Hopes I'll come again. I probably will, but also need to find a top or vers with glory hole to breed my hungry ass. Felt so good to touch a cock again.

Great start. Will he risk it? Poz🍆 neg 🍑toxic 💦💦💦💦💦🤪🤪🤪😉

I think Max is going to get more than one poz load, not sure. Waiting excitedly for the next installments

First time I was fucked he wore a condom and didn't cum. However he knew I had only been with a few men and never fucked them so had me fuck him bareback. Wishing he had just slid in and bred me.

Two weeks later Chris and Barry awoke to a very hot and sweaty Jason between them in bed. They gave each other a knowing look. They didn't need a clinic or blood test to know what was making Jason so sick. They had both nursed buddies through the fuck flu. After changing the bed, sponging Jason down and getting him back to sleep they moved to the kitchen on the far side of the house. Barry attacked Chris spitting his words; "You fucking liar. You lied, you said you were negative. How could you be such a fuckin ass hole?" "Calm down . Calm down old man. I didn't lie. I am negative." "Sure... for your last test. You could have been infected by any one of the many strangers you've had up your shitter shoot since then. And don't try to lie to me again, I know there have been at least a dozen. " Chris smiled; "Yes you are right, there have been many. It's closer to two dozen deposits in this sweet ass of mine. But, you are wrong about any chance of them pozing me. ... I'm on Prep. Go check the medicine cabinet. You'll see my pill bottle and if you check the pharmacy label you'll see I've been on it for a year and a half. I didn't poz Jason. And if I believe the story you two tell this is either an immaculate infection or it's your cock pops that's shooting the poison darts. " "You slut!" bellowed Barry. "Thanks for the compliment." "You're being awfully flippant about this Chris." "It's treatable pops. In fact the thought of taking Jason's high viral cum to test the viability of my Prep makes me very horny indeed." Within a millisecond Chris was on his knees sucking Barry's spigot. He swirled and swallowed down every drop of Barry's potentially toxic cum. "Delicious!" When Jason was well enough Chris suggested all three go together for testing. He had already sampled a half dozen of Jason's newly poz loads deep in his ass. It was suggested they stop in separately to get their results. They opted to all go in together. They were extra pleased when they entered the inner office. The clinic nurse that day was a very muscular 30 year old with a chiseled face and GQ model clothing, hair and beard. Chris's file was on top and sure enough his Prep was doing it's job. As he fully expected his test came back negative. No one was surprised that Jason's results came back positive with an extremely high viral load. Barry grabbed Jason's hand as they gave each other a reassuring look. Barry was shocked that his results also came back positive. The difference was his viral load was only a little above detectable. He shared his cruising area park encounter from decades before but said he had never gotten sick. He had never thought he needed testing. Those were the only loads he had ever taken. He didn't even let guys cum in his mouth over the years. He was incredulous. The nurse reassured him that his case was very rare. A small percentage of the population could become infected but not have the virus replicate very much for some strange reason. It happened so rarely there was little research to draw on. Just enough virus would stay in the host that their chances of infecting someone else were very low. The fact that Jason had been impregnated with so many of Barry's poz loads had upped his chances of infection. Barry was crestfallen as the reality settled in that he had unwittingly infected his lover. He bent over taking his head in his hands and began to cry. Jason knelt in front of him and attempted to kiss away his tears. While this was happening Chris exchanged a knowing glance with their hunky nurse. They knew just the medicine this moment called for. Chris got up and locked the office as the nurse got up from his desk and started removing his clothing. When Chris and the nurse were fully naked they gently interrupted the two lovers. They proceeded to bend over the desk and presented their asses. When Jason protested their offer Chris assured him not to worry. They were both on Prep. They were safe from both Jason and Barry's toxic cum. The nurse laughed and said, "Actually I'm not on Prep. I'm chasing. I love this job. I eventually take a high viral load from every guy I inform they have converted to poz. It's always later, not in the office, but what the fuck. Why not? Come on Jason, don't deprive me of your beautiful poison. Give me everything you've got. " Barry said, "You guys are fucking crazy!" "Crazy for a fuck" responded Chris. "Come on old man. Show this hunky nurse your stunning neanderthal body. Get that raw poz dick of your's up my ass. You know how much I love toxic loads planted in me deep. " While quickly slipping out of his clothes Jason took time to kiss Chris before mounting the nurse from behind. He had to encourage Barry to get naked and impail Chris with his poz cock. Soon the two tops were kissing as the two bottoms also made out. It didn't take Jason long to realize he was teetering on the edge. "I'm close, are you sure you don't want me to pull out. " "No fucking way man! Fuckin breed me with your radioactive load. Knock me up ... poz my negative ass man!" Before the nurse was finished speaking Jason was holding still buried as deep as he could get ejaculating copious amounts of his coveted DNA. "Fuck yeah! Thanks man! That's my fourth toxic load in two days. Hopefully I'll be calling in sick with the fuck flu soon. " Barry was not having as much luck getting off in Chris's ass so the nurse got down and licked Barry's hairy balls. When this didn't have the desired effect he leaned back over his desk told Barry how much he loved the feel of a hairy body bent over his back. Barry switched holes and was quickly pounding away. Jason got down and ate out Barry's hole prompting Barry to demand, "Yeah bitch, give me your death stick, breed my hairy ass." Jason needed no more encouragement and Chris's naked cock was in Jason's ass before Jason was able to meet Barry's demand. The beautiful fuck train was in full motion. Chris was the first to unload triggering a rapid group orgasm, back to front." With two fresh poz loads up his ass and his load splattered across his paperwork the nurse told the others, "Get dressed. I've got work to do. Schedule an appointment on your way out for next week. We'll discuss treatment options then if you want. And if I'm still not poz you two can do a repeat performance in my willing ass. Deal?" Jason and Barry eagerly agreed as they hurriedly located their clothes and pulled them on.

Fuckin luv this breeding fest!