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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Great start!

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

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

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

Good start. More please.

To bad, 'cause this is one fuckin A 🔥 🥵 story!

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

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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