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Hello men; I am interested in chatting with poz pigs in recovery. The questions I have are very personal and specific, so I am not bother everyone here with them. Any contact will be very much appreciated. I am in NYC Thank you pozdanny
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NOTE This is NOT my story, I found this on an old zipdrive of ancient porn. If anyone knows where it came from, let me know. ================================= Possession: Sam & Seth Sammy didn't know this was going to happen. Actually, he didn't know what exactly to expect when he decided to do this. He had heard and read stories from other people about the excitement of tea-rooms, as well as saw some of the graffiti in some of the stalls around school. But this...this was beyond his most horrible nightmare. Sammy Van, quiet and unassuming student at New York University, was just a horny 19 year-old college student looking to get his rocks off during finals time. Cramming for economics wasn't all that much fun, and it was beginning to frustrate him beyond tolerance. At 5'9" and 145 pounds, Sammy was considered to be a cute Asian boy. He went to the gym and ate healthily, resulting a nice tight body. He'd gotten stares from both men and women; mostly, they said, because of his nice lips and big smile. And tonight was no exception. Sammy had gone to the bathroom at the library, to take a piss. Standing in the middle of a row of unoccupied urinals, he started to piss. There was only one other person in the bathroom, and the guy was using a stall tucked away at the end of the room. Every so often, Sammy'd turn around and look at the jeans and white underwear crowded around a pair of Nike sneakers. He could tell that the guy was white, with nice hairy legs. Sammy let his dick hang out after he finished pissing, and turned around again, and caught just a flash of movement. The guy was peeking out from under the partition and raised his head as Sammy turned around. His dick started to get hard. A faggot. He thought about a nice hot mouth on his cock, and how good that would make him feel. Stroking his cock a bit, he turned again and watched as the shadow on the floor got darker and bigger. The guy peered out again, then sat up. Smiling, Sammy moved over to the urinal right in front of the stall. He turned around and looked at the sliver of space between the wall and the stall. Blue eyes were looking back at him. His cock was rock hard then, so he turned a bit and waved his 6.5" and smiled. he crinkling blue eyes told him the guy was also smiling. The stall door slowly. The guy stood about 6' tall, lean and wiry with big nipples and a huge cock. Around the cock, which Sammy thought might have been eight or nine inches, was a steel cock-ring. Jeans around the ankles and a white t-shirt pulled over his head, the guy was pretty naked and hot. His cock was shiny and wet as his fist moved up and down the shaft. Sammy took a step and moved toward the stall when the outer bathroom door squeaked. Both of them rushed back into place. The intruder came in and went to an unoccupied stall. After a bit, the smell of shit wafted through the bathroom. Sammy sighed, and put his dick away. He rinsed off his hands at the sink and made to leave when a stall door opened. The guy came out and smiled at Sammy. Sammy left and the guy followed. "Hi," he said. "I'm Seth." Sammy introduced himself and smiled again. "So," Seth said. "You wanna go somewhere?" "Sure. Where have you in mind?" "How about the MEC building? It's pretty late and should be deserted. We can have some fun." Seth gave him an evil smile. Sammy nodded, and the two of them made their way out from the library building and toward the MEC building. They rode up to the 7th floor and ran into no one. The 7th floor was spotless and white, with all the main office doors closed and dark. "They don't usually lock up the floor until 9. And nobody comes up here. C'mon, let's go to the bathroom." Seth led the way to a bathroom tucked behind the elevator area; it had a wheelchair panel on the front. He opened it up and let Sammy walk in, then shut the door behind him, locked it, and flicked on the light. The bathroom was meant for wheelchair-bound individuals, and as such, roomy. The only sound was the slight humming of the fluorescent lights and the elevator shaft. "It's pretty sound proof," Seth mentioned, "so don't worry." With that, he pulled Sammy close began to feel him up. Seth had big hands, and they roamed over Sam's body and grabbed at his crotch and ass. "Mm," Seth growled, "nice and firm." He stripped Sam of his jacket and threw it into the corner, followed by the t-shirt. "Nice and smooth," he said as he ran his hands over Sam's chest and belly, then back to his nipples. Seth pinched them and pulled on them, making Sammy groan. "Oh yeah, hot fucker aren't you?" Seth hissed as he bent over and licked at the nipples, first the left one, then the right, and then back. Sammy closed his eyes and leaned his head back, feeling the thick tongue tickle his tits, getting them hard and sensitive. Suddenly, Sammy gasped out loud. Seth had bitten hard into his left tit, and was flicking his tongue on the small point of flesh stuck between his teeth. Just as quickly, he let the tit go and slathered it with spit. The charge made Sammy's cock throb against Seth's big hand. Seth attacked the other tit the same way, eliciting another gasp. Seth continued the attack of Sammy's tits for 15 minutes, putting Sammy in a fog of pain and pleasure. Meanwhile, Seth's hand were busy unbuckling the belt and shucking down Sammy's jeans. Seth's hand dwarfed Sammy's 6.5 inches, mauling them as he stroked up and down. Sammy moaned out loud, making Seth chew harder on the tit. This made Sam wince. "Ah...lighten up man. It hurts." Seth pulled off the tit, and smiled. "Don't worry. It's supposed to." With his free hand, he began pinching the sore tit and went to chew the other one. Sammy cried out as he felt Seth's teeth and tried to pull away, causing him more pain as he stretched both the one caught between Seth's teeth and the one between the fingers. "Ah...!" With nowhere to go, Sammy relented and took the pain as his eyes watered-up. Seth stood up straight, both hands on those sore tits and smiled at Sammy. The tits weren't as pained now that Seth's fingers massaged them. Sammy let out a groan. "See," Seth smiled evilly, "I told you." He pulled on Sammy's tits to get him closer, and bent down to kiss him. Sammy turned his head away. Seth looked at him, surprised. "Not a kisser huh? That's okay." Sammy smiled, then twisted his lips and cried out. Seth had cruelly pulled and twisted his tits. "Mmm...that hurts huh?" he said, then twisted some more. Seth put a foot on Sammy's jeans, and took off his own jacket and t-shirt. Seth had a big chest, and big long nipple on each pec. Abruptly, he gripped Sammy's head and pulled him to a tit, and said, "Chew 'em. Hard." Still dazed, Sammy took it in his mouth and tongued it. He felt Seth's hands on his ass and tried to raise off the tit, but Seth locked him there with his bicep. A loud smack rang in the bathroom before Sammy felt the sting on his ass. "I said chew 'em hard!" Seth yelled. Then he delivered another hard slap. Tears welled up in Sammy's eyes again, but he chewed on the tit. Hard. Sammy was furious at the slaps and the rough tit play, and tried to show Seth he gave as good as he got. Seth groaned as he felt Sammy's teeth sink into his nipples. "I'm gonna beat your ass now. And if you stop chewing on my tit, you're gonna be sorry, you stupid chink." A rain of hard slaps fell on Sammy's exposed ass, setting his ass on fire. At first, Sammy kept chewing on the tit, but with each blow sending sharp pains through his body, Sammy started to cry out! "I told you to keep chewing!" Seth hissed as he punctuated each word with a hard slap. Sammy bit hard, and Seth groaned and stopped his beating. Sammy sighed with relief even as he chewed, biting deep into the fleshy nub. Seth pulled him off his tit, and looked at the tear stained face. "Beautiful," he murmured. Seth dropped to his knees and took Sammy's cock in one gulp, and began a hot blowjob. Still reeling, Sammy's mind floated from a haze of pain to a haze of pleasure. Seth was an expert cocksucker, and teased Sam's head with his tongue while he sucked the shaft. One hand gripped Sammy's balls and rolled them around, while the other held onto the fiery ass, slowly caressing each red cheek. Sammy started to pant and piston his hips. Saliva dripped down his balls and Seth's chin, onto his briefs and jeans, but Sammy didn't care. He was riding a wave of pleasure and he felt his cum bubbling up in his balls. He let out loud moans, which made Seth suck harder. He was close to cumming, and pistoned faster. He opened his mouth to groan again, but a scream came out. Seth gripped his balls in a massive fist, making Sammy's knees buckle. Then he felt teeth digging sharply into his cock head. Sammy's hands grabbed a hold of Seth's ears, but that didn't deter the cocksucker. The more Sammy pulled on Seth's ears, the hard the grip became, and the deeper the teeth went. Biting his lip, Sammy let go. And Seth resumed sucking his cock while still crushing his balls. A weird flutter of pain and pleasure ran up his spine and into his stomach from his balls, making him dizzy and his cock harder. Another hard bite made him cry out. Another cry came when Seth's hand left his ass and mauled his tit, trying to rip it off his chest. Then it was gone, and another bite took place. His balls were being pulled toward the floor, and Sammy tried to squat, to relieve the pressure of Seth's pulling. His balls were bunched up at the end of his scrotum, and he could feel the skin go taut. White spots crashed into his vision and he let out a loud scream. Seth's free hand turned into a fist and connected with Sammy's exposed balls - hard. Sammy's knees gave out and he blacked out from the pain. Sammy woke up on the bathroom floor, unsure of where he was. He had passed out for a few seconds. Seth was sitting on the toilet, watching him. As soon as he saw Sammy awake, he pulled him up by his ears, and planted his big lips on Sammy's. His tongue forced its way into Sammy's mouth. Spit was pushed into Sammy's mouth, and down his throat. Some drooled out the side of his mouth, onto his face and neck. Slowly, Seth pulled Sam between his leg, his big cock rubbing against the smooth chest. He encircled his legs around Sammy's torso, pinning his arms at his side. And he squeezed tight. One hand gripped Sammy's throat and held his head tilted up and the other covered Sammy's face, pinching his nose closed. Sammy started to moan and tried to thrash around, but Seth held him tight. Seth forced his breath into Sammy, and then sucked it back into his own lungs. Every now and then, Seth breathed through his nose and got some fresh oxygen. Sammy floated. He didn't know anything else but the rhythm of Seth's breathing. And his mind was fogging over. He was high. He'd stopped thrashing and just moaned as more and more carbon dioxide was forced into him. Slowly, Seth moved his hand from Sammy's throat to his tit. The boy responded instantly, moaning and pushing his chest into Seth's cock. After 15 minutes of control Sammy's breath, Seth stopped. He pulled his face up and watched Sammy's glazed eyes flutter as oxygen hit his system, sending him even higher. With both hands he mutilated the tits on the boy's chest, and lowered his head to chew on the boy's neck and ears. Sammy arched his back in pleasure, riding the buzz and feeling the electric sensations zipping through his body. Seth gnawed on the lobe without mercy, occasionally lashing his tongue wildly in the ear, then back down onto the neck, making Sammy shiver with delight. Sammy moaned and whispered incoherently, grunting every now and again as Seth pinched his tits a bit harder. Seth leaned back and loosened his leg hold. Lewdly, he spread his legs far apart, making his cock stand up proudly. With his hands still manipulating the sore tits, he said, "Suck it." Sammy hesitated until a fingernail dug into his tit, making him quiver. He bent his head and stared at the cock, cut and red, angry. Another yank on his tit made him open his pretty mouth wide. And then his lips enclosed the head, and Sammy's mouth slid down the cock. The taste of the cock assaulted Sammy's taste buds. A strong musky flavor, tangy and sour, mixed with the salt of sweat and cum. Seth had fucked an ass earlier, cum in it and didn't wash. Sammy savored the flavors. He'd never sucked a cock before. Always, he'd been the one receiving the blowjob. He went down until the head touched the back of his throat and came up. And repeated the motion. After a few moments, Seth put his hand on Sammy's head and pushed, slowly, firmly. When the head touched the throat, his hand kept Sammy from backing off. With the other hand, he forcefully twisted the tit. Sammy's attempt to cry out was cut off when Seth jerked his hip and lodged his cock into the Asian boy's throat. Then, with his hand, he pushed Sammy down further until all 9.5" were in the boy's mouth. Sammy thrashed on the floor, gagging, mucus and spittle flying out of his nose. His faced turned a dark red and tears streamed out of his eyes. He was suffocating. Convulsively, he tried to swallow, but the large cock lodged in his throat stopped him. Sammy thought he was going to die. Then, his body took over his fear addled mind, and he started to breathe through his nose. Wet, bubbly snorts filled the bathroom. Seth smiled and watched Sammy's chest heave, from fear, from exertion, from effort. Keeping himself lodged tight in the throat, Seth got off the toilet and grasped two large handfuls of hair. Starting slowly, he pulled his cock all the way out of the gaping mouth. Strands of mucus and spit clung to his cock, connecting a wet web from cockhead to mouth. Then, just as slowly, he pushed it in, all the way in, until a gurgle from the prostrate boy tickled his head. Again and again he repeated this motion, fucking the mouth, picking up speed as he went, until he was thrusting fiercely into the throat. The boy kept his teeth to himself, mostly. Every now and again, the side of Seth's cock scraped along the back teeth, causing Seth to suck in some air at the sharp pleasuring pain. After a bit, Seth pulled out, impressed that the boy was able to take him to the root without difficulty. "I need to cum," he told the boy on the floor. He sat on the toilet again and splayed his legs. "C'mere. Jerk off on my dick. I want you to cum on my cock." Sammy stood up unsteadily. His knees were sore, and so was his jaw. But the opportunity to cum after this long ordeal was too enticing. Seth pulled him closer, making Sammy straddle him. Seth was slowly massaging his big cock. It was red and shiny. "Go on. Beat off." Sammy started jerking his dick, stroking it with his hands. He gasped out loud as Seth started pinching his tit. Sammy tilted his head back. It felt good. Suddenly, he yelped as stars exploded in his head. Seth smiled wickedly. Seth gripped his cock at the base and whipped it again, hard and fast against Sammy's exposed balls. The Asian boy tried to close his legs to protect them, but straddled like that, he couldn't. "Keep jerking off or I'll beat the shit out of you," Seth growled. He watched Sammy's face clench every time his big cock smacked those balls. They dangled and swung back and forth, dark red. The boy's body jolted with every smack, and Seth felt the legs tremble. He stopped pinching the tit and brought his hand back to the boy's crotch. He placed his palm behind the balls, and rested them against it. The he looked up, and hissed, "Listen up. If you stop jerking your dick, I'll rip them off. Got it? If you cum, I'll stop beating your balls. Sound fair?" Sammy groaned, and broke into a cold sweat. Slowly, he nodded. He started stroking his cock again, bracing himself for the attack. He yelled out when the dick connected with his tender nuts. Ruthlessly, Seth whipped his dick against the trapped balls. The boy's face was contorting nicely, making Seth harder. Ten minutes later, Sammy's cock erupted. Sammy nearly flogged his dick to death to cum and stop the barrage on his balls. When he came, his balls pulled up tight, making the assault on them ten times worse. And he shot the biggest load in his life, four spurts sailing over Seth's head onto the wall behind him, twice in Seth's face, and a procession of shots on Seth's torso. Gasping for breath, Sammy hung his head, beads of sweat dripping down his face. His body wracked with shudders as he calmed down. He watched as Seth took swipes of his cum and massaged them onto that big cock. Sammy closed his eyes for a second, and felt Seth's hands on his tender balls. Seth pulled the balls out of the way, and slipped his cock under them, lining up the slick and slippery head with the boy's asshole. Seth watched Sammy's head snap up, his eyes wide with surprise. The boy's face drained of blood when he let out a piercing scream. Seth had held his dick upright, hard against the boy's hole and, with his own legs, knocked the boy's wobbly ones out from under him. Gravity pulled the boy swift and hard, impaling the boy's smooth virgin ass onto the huge cock. Sammy felt like he was torn apart as Seth's cock barreled its way into his ass. A cutting pain lanced up his spine as the nine and a half inches rammed up his hole, tearing into his body. As he tried to get up, Seth pulled his down again, driving his dick deeper into his ass. He screamed again. Seth gripped his shoulder with both meaty hands and began to pump relentlessly, ignoring the screams of pain. Tears streaked down Sammy's face as the invader battered his rectum, stretching his ass out. Seth angled each thrust differently, punching different places within the ass. Seth smiled as the young cute face turned ugly with pain. Then Sammy passed out. Seth stopped when the boy passed out. He leaned forward slowly, and let the boy onto the floor, his hard cock popping out of the abused hole. Flecks of blood, shit and cum flew onto his stomach as his cock slapped against him. He turned the boy over, and propped the boy's knees under him, raising the ass into the air. He watched as the asshole clenched of its own accord, smeared with shit and blood. Spitting onto his cock, he lined it up and slid in. Seth thrust roughly, slamming in and pulling it back out, then slamming it in again. He fucked the unconscious boy for a few minutes, until the boy started to moan. He watched the eyes as the Sammy woke up, eyelids fluttering open. Sammy's moans turned from groggy to erotic within seconds, as Seth's cock punched the prostate button. The smell of sweat and sex and shit hung in the air. Sammy realized that he was being fucked. He raised himself off the floor with uncertain arms. The cock punched this magic place in his ass and sent a jolt of energy through his body. Unable to control himself, the boy let out a groan. Sammy's body was on high sensitivity, every jolt electrifying his nerves. He felt Seth's thick fingers grip hard and painfully onto his hips. He felt the large hairy balls smack against his every time Seth buried his huge cock inside his ass. The hairs on Seth's legs rubbed against his ass and thighs. Drops of sweat dripped from Seth's face onto his back. And Sammy felt every twisted, veiny inch of Seth's cock as it was drilled ruthlessly into him. Seth watch the boy try to pull away from his fucking cock, and smiled. The boy groaned every time he slid in, and his arms nearly buckled. With a firm grip, Seth just tugged the boy back onto his cock. Fascinated, Seth watched the boy's back. There were already black and blue marks where his fingers dug in at the hips. Right at the top of the ass-split, the skin was red and raw from being stretched so taut. Sweat beaded up all over the boy's back. Seth was in ecstasy. He reached out with his left arm and grabbed the boy by his hair, and yanked back. Sammy cried out as he felt like his scalp was being ripped off. Seth bucked his hips and drove his cock deeper, turning the painful cry into a groan of pleasure. With his right hand, Seth snaked it between the boy's legs and felt his hard-on."You like this rough fuckin' don't you?" he hissed, "you like being my bitch." Seth jerked viciously on the cock, concentrating on the sensitive head. "Ahhh..." moaned Sammy, squirming uncontrollably as Seth's hand manipulated his cockhead. The sensation was sharp and pleasurable, almost unbearably so, making him want to cum and piss at the same time. He tried pulling away from the hand, only to back up onto the cock, pressing it into his prostate, making the pissing sensation even more intolerable. "Please, stop...oooh." "C'mon bitch, I know you want to. Do it. Piss all over yourself," Seth said. Even more furiously, he rubbed his palm against the head. "Ahhh...!" Seth felt a hot stream of piss fire into his palm. He laughed as he grabbed the cock and aimed it at the boy, away from the floor. With a sharp push of his left hand, Seth tucked the boy's head under, chin against his chest. He whipped the cock until the hot stream of piss began splashing against the boy's face, flooding his open mouth and nostrils. With every thrust of his cock, the piss-stream surged forth. Seth reveled in the boy's ass muscles undulating as the bladder emptied itself. It was like a little hand gripping his cock. Sammy snorted as piss filled his mouth and nose. The tangy salt taste lingered in his mouth even when he stopped pissing. It dripping off his chest and face. Once again, he started crying. His tears just mingled with the piss, dripping into the big puddle his was above. Seth released the grip he had on his hair, easing the ache on his head. Abruptly, Sammy realized that Seth stopped fucking him. His ass was still filled with cock, but it wasn't moving. Sammy raised his head and turned back to look at Seth. The handsome man looked down at the Asian boy stuck on his cock and sneered saying "I have something to tell you, I'm close to cumming. And if I do, you're going to get an ass-ful of toxic charged cum. Do you know what that means, boy? It means you're gonna get pozzed. I'm gonna fill you up with some lethal HIV pozcum." "What?" Sammy yelled. Frightened, Sammy started to pull off of Seth's cock. But Seth grabbed his hips. "Uh-uh," Seth said, "stop right there. You keep pulling, I'm just gonna pop into you right now." Sammy stopped. "Please, don't cum in me," Sammy whispered, scared and keeping his eyes on Seth's face. "Just let me get off your dick." "I will. Maybe." "Please, I don't want to get infected." "You don't want me to shoot in you?" Sammy shook his head. "Then you'll do what I say?" "Yes." "Good," Seth continued, "so let's play a little game. If you win, you get off my cock and I won't infect you. If you lose, well, what can I say? Deal?" Sammy didn't really have a choice. He was impaled on a large hard cock that was filled with dangerous cum. He didn't doubt that Seth was close to cumming. He was close to cumming with Seth fucking him, and Seth's cock ripped his ass open. Sammy knew enough about HIV to know that if Seth came up his ass, there were more than enough exposed for the virus to get into his body. Slowly, resignedly, Sammy nodded. Seth smiled evilly, broadly. "Okay, here're the rules." He pushed his cock deep into Sammy's ass. "I keep still like this. You have to turn your body around so you're laying on your back in your piss. Trick is you need to keep my cock in you until you're on your back. Then pull off. Once you're off, you're safe. Simple. But, if you pull my cock out before that, I'll just fuck you until I pop my load in your ass. So, you ready?" This was definitely harder than it sounded as Sammy soon found out. But, eager for the deadly cock to be out of his ass, the boy immediately started trying to turn himself and finish this silly dangerous game. He keep his ass against Seth's belly, and tried to lift his right leg over. Sammy got his right leg as high as Seth's shoulder, and got stuck. Soon, he felt himself sliding off the cock, and began pushing himself back on, fearful of what would happen if the cock left his ass. Seth was enjoying watching the boy contort himself on his dick, and was further enjoying the feel of the boy fucking himself back onto his enormous dick. He smiled at the grimace and determination on the boy's face, red with effort and fear. He reveled in the obscenity of the boy's splayed body. Seth pulsed his dick, making it wiggle in the tight ass, and savored the flash of worry on the boy's face, thinking that Seth was cumming up his ass. Sammy carefully moved his right leg back down. A better approach came to him while his leg was stuck on the shoulder. With both knees back on the ground, he rested a bit. Slowly, he crossed one, then the other leg, to Seth's right side. Balancing himself at an odd twist, Sammy shifted his torso until he was facing Seth and resting on both elbows. Propped up by his elbows, Sammy gingerly lifted his right leg, moving it past Seth's right shoulder, over his head, and rested it on the left shoulder. Quickly, Sammy moved his left leg to the right shoulder. Sammy breathed a sigh of relief when he was finally on his back and Seth's cock was still in his ass. Looking at Seth's face, Sammy slowly backed off the huge penis. Relief flooded through the boy when the cockhead finally cleared exited his asshole. Sammy just laid there in his pool of piss shaking with relief. Eventually, he looked up at Seth, still kneeling there, hot and handsome, with his huge cock jutting out away from his body, red and bursting. Seth got down onto Sammy, laying on top of the boy. He rubbed his hard cock against the boy's, who was still hard despite everything that had happened. "That wasn't so bad was it? See, now you're off my pozcock," he chuckled. Seth bent down and kissed the boy, thrusting his tongue in and out. Sammy held still as the man's tongue invaded his mouth. He couldn't believe that he was still hard, his blood was still pumping through his veins at fast and furious. The rush of fear that came with the deadly dick in his ass gave him such a rush. Still, he'd be out of his mind to enjoy that. Sammy heard himself moan as Seth's fingers once again found his tits and played with them. Splayed on the cold bathroom floor, Sammy responded to the manipulations, feeling his cock slip and slide next to Seth's, spreading his own ass-juices around. He felt Seth hump his cock, grinding it into his own dick, making his whole body tingle. Despite himself, Sammy spread his legs a little farther apart. Seth brought one of his hands off Sammy's tit and over his face, covering his nose. Seth inhaled deeply and exhaled into Sammy. Over and over again, until he sent Sammy soaring on a carbon dioxide high. Electricity shot through Sammy as he felt Seth's public hair scrape against his ball. Again and again, Seth pulled and twisted hard on his tits. Seth heard Sammy moan into his mouth. Slowly, with each hump of his cock, he brought it lower, and lower, trailing slime and precum down the kid's cock, over his balls, and finally, coating the already slick asshole with more juice. Again, he heard the Asian kid moan as he continued the breath control. He humped and pushed his cockhead into the waiting hole. Again the kid moaned. Seth raised his head a little, taking his mouth off the boy. "What did you say?" "Fuck me," groaned the prone Asian boy, "please." "Yeah?" Seth breathed in reply, feeling a spark of uncontrollable lust surge through him. "You want me to fuck you?" "Yes." "You want me to put my hard, charged pozcock up your ass? You want me to shoot my poz cum up your ass?" Seth hissed, twisting a tit hard, his cock throbbing with anticipation. "Ugh...yes...please...fuck me...rape my ass...fill me up with your poz cum. I..I don't care just Fuck me! Fuck me to death!" Seth jammed his cock up the boy's waiting hole with one thrust. Both of them cried out: Sammy at the pain of the sudden re-entry of the big dick, and Seth as he felt his cock lunge back into the ravaged asian ass. On the edge of shooting for so long it didn't take much for his balls to contract and squirt shot after shot of diseased cum into the boy. Seth drunk in the moment of infection as his balls spewed out their poison. Wishing the moment of orgasm could go on forever. With every shot of his pozcum, Seth thrust himself farther and farther into the boy's ass, working the fresh seed as deep as possible so it would take root. His blasts of seed so intense it finally backed up causing his cum to ooze out around his cock. Finally, Seth collapsed onto the boy, breathing hard, barely able to keep his head up. After a few seconds of silence, Seth propped himself up, and looked down with pride at the boy he just infected. The boy still had that glazed look of sex. A quick glance told Seth that the boy hadn't cum yet, wasn't able to since his arms were pinned when he was being fucked. The boy was slowly grinding his ass against the big dick still inside him, his mind totally lost to what had just happened. Seth got up, and pulled his dick out slowly. The Asian boy mewed as the cock left him empty. Dribbles of cum escaped the puffy red ass-lips when Seth pulled the big head out. Seth shuffled up the boy's body, and put his cock at the boy's mouth. Automatically, the boy opened up. Seth watched as the cum and ass-juice covered cock slid in. "Look at me," he whispered. Instantly, the boy's eyes raised to look at Seth's face. "You belong to me now. You're mine. You took my poz cum into your body, and I will be inside you forever." Sammy whimpered and nodded his head as he sucked the large dick harder. Seth pulled his cock out with a pop, and stood up. Sammy's eyes followed Seth's every movement. The watched Seth tower over him and aim his dick. "Open wide." The boy's mouth stretched as wide as possible, looking longingly at the cock. Seth's piss slit gaped open a few seconds before a stream of golden yellow piss blasted out, hitting the boy right between the eyes. The boy moaned and began cumming, shooting ropes of thick white cum onto his stomach. Seven thick shots fired out of the red cock, slowly mixing with the cascade of piss, and dripping off onto the floor. Seth guided the stream down into the open mouth, and watched with satisfaction as the boy swallowed big gulps of piss. When the last drops were shaken from his dick, Seth started pulling on his clothing. Some of it was damp from the piss on the floor. As he tucked his shirt in, he looked over at the boy, still laying dazed on the floor. Seth rummage through the boy's jeans, and found the wallet. He took a look at the I.D. before putting it in his pocket. He took one last look at the boy, and tossed the wallet onto the boy's wet chest. He left the bathroom, headed towards the elevators and smiled. "Got another one."
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I had been talking to this guy on-line for a couple of weeks. He'd responded to my craigslist ad. I said I was a non-passable white crossdresser, kind of a guy in a skirt type, looking to give a bj. I had a blurry pic of me in a short leather skirt and thigh high stockings. He said he loved my pic and wanted to fuck my lips, but I saw a pic of his cock and thought no way, that black monster is way too big. In our chats, he asked if I liked "BB", I foolishly said yes, thinking that was Big Black (since he was a big black guy). He asked if I'd try a blindfold, I said cool. So after he promised he'd take it easy on me, and telling him there was no way I could deep throat a cock that big, he invited me over to his place. I put on that black leather mini skirt, thigh high fishnet stockings, a tight white blouse, and pumps. Although not passable, guys I gave head to in this outfit always wanted my ass, but I just did oral. Mark answered the side door after I parked in his garage, as he wanted to be discreet. He got me a drink, and after some small talk, he just whipped out his massive cock. It had to be 7 or 8 inches, soft. I got on my knees, and got to work. At this point, I could take it all in my mouth, but he was starting to stiffen up, so I placed my hand on the base of his shaft. He said I was being a good slut, but to drop the hand. I did as I was told. Mark then said he had the blindfold, and not seeing might help. It did make sense to me at the time, so he put it on. He said I was taking it much deeper without seeing, so it was working. Mark asked how my knees were feeling, I said they were OK, but he offered to guide me to the bedroom where things were a little softer. Mark was being very kind, so I let him guide me to the other room. Mark had me kneel, and said I could lean forward, as there was a little bench. What a nice guy. As I have my arms on the bench, sucking on that huge cock in the dark, all of the sudden, my arms and legs are grabbed. Mark pulls his cock out and starts laughing. It feels like there are restraints on the bench for my wrists, and ankles on the floor. There are other men laughing too. What the fuck is going on I ask. Mark asks if I'm ready for my bareback breeding. I say no way! He says I agreed to bareback, and there was no turning back now. My panties are cut off and my ass quickly lubed. I started to scream, right when they gagged me. The first cock in my ass felt like it was as big as a thermos! I was crying while they laughed. The fucking of my virgin ass continued for what seemed like forever then stopped. Oh god! I had a man cumming in my ass! Once he pulled out, I could feel his cum running down my leg, but I thought at least it was over. Boy was I wrong. Mark sad that I was just fucked by Justin, a skinny white guy with a 6 inch cock. That was 6 inches??? Oh shit.... So for what felt like hours I was fucked by several men, and cocks kept getting a little bigger, and hurting less for some reason. I was starting to like the feeling... Finally Mark said it was his turn. His huge cock slid in without too much problems, but it went REAL deep. He was fucking me slowly at first then asked if I was worried about AIDS. I shook my head yes. He said I was a silly little cunt, he was HIV poz and I never asked! OH SHIT! I tried to buck him off and push him out, this just made him piston fuck me harder. He buried his cock deep and said his dirty seed was going in my ass now, and I could feel it hot in my guts. For the next 2 days, I was kept bound, and every now and then fucked. The guys would tell me how sweet my ass was, and how hard it was to get a guy willing to take poz loads. I was far from willing, but Mark had told them I was going to act surprised. Then I was punched a couple of times in the head until I passed out. I woke up in my car, on the other side of town. Cum and blood on my legs, in my girl clothes, in the parking lot of a shopping center. The house where it happened was abandoned that day, with an eviction notice over a month old on the door. The e-mail account closed. So I was set up, and raped. Now I'm waiting to find out if they lied about being poz, or if I'm infected too.....
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Going to be in Vegas overnight and wouldn't mind some hot breeding with the locals, or other tourists! 9/15. Will be at Charlie's Vegas in the evening!
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Names have been changed to protect the innocent (and the not so innocent). Not sure how to start this, so here goes. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I am a 30 year old chubby trucker. I love to take as many loads as possible. I also like to give them. I was laid over in Dallas and decided to go to the Spa. I had been once before, but it seems I'm in that awkward stage where I'm not young enough, or not old enough for most guys. Oh well, that's life right? Anyway, I had gotten a room and went and grabbed a shower. I saw several hot chubby guys and some hot skinny guys too. I tend to have a different taste in guys then most people. The sling was open so I hopped in the sling. Knowing that most of the guys I come across aren't into chubs, I figured it was still worth a shot. It paid off. A older guy with a bit of a belly came over and started playing with my nipples. he had about an 8" cock. He started to feel up my ass, then the next thing I knew he rammed all 8" of his cock in my hole raw. No lube, no spit, just WHAM. DAMN that felt good. He started pounding away and before I knew it, he had filled my ass with a huge load. No talk about status. Just filled me good. Later that night I took three more loads. No mention of status on any of them. The best fucks were the next night though. As long a I've been trying, STILL test neg when I get tested. Seems like the only guy that will fuck me that are poz, are on meds. Go figure. So onto the next night. I was in the sling again and this muscle bear comes up and starts rubbing my ass. He the comes over and starts kissing me. He was older, probably in his 50's, 6'2" tall and a nice 9" cock. Well he goes back to my ass and starts fucking me. GOD it felt good. He stops and comes back up to kiss me again. This time I asked him his status, hoping he'd say poz. My hopes were fulfilled. He said he would stop if I wanted or put on a condom. I told him I wanted him to seed my hole which just made him hornier. He asked me to come back to his room. We got back to his room and started making out again. He then flipped me on my back, pulled me to the edge of his bed and proceeded to pound the hell out of my ass. He'd get close, then stop, come up and make out some more an then proceed to go back to fucking me again. He did this for about 45 minutes. My ass felt so raw and sore. Finally he stated to pound the hell out of my hole. Within 2 minutes I had a huge poz load in my guts. Later that night I saw a cute slightly chubby guy. Nice uncut cock but was a total bottom. I was horned up as hell so I went for it. I got him back to my room. We made out for a bit, then I proceeded to fuck him. I didn't last as long as I would have liked but oh well. He asked me if I was clean. Last test was negative, and I had just taken a shower so by his standards, yep. He asked me to cum on his back, but that didn't happen. He started clamping his ass on my cock and that was all she wrote. I blew probably one of the largest loads I've ever shot in him. I then grabbed my 8" dildo and proceeded to work my load in his hole. Using only my cum for lube. Still horny as hell here, but I'll definitely be back to the Spa in Dallas.
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This is based on a true story, though it has been greatly embellished. names changed and so forth. *** My name is Mark,a 28 year old bottom, have been a barebacker my whole life, and never really questioned whether or not I would get HIV. It was inevitable, I only played raw, and sometime, someone was bound to lie and stealth me, or not know their status and breed me with a highly toxic load. I had also never done drugs stronger than pot or poppers, even if that was to soon change. I was average all around, average height, average weight, average looks. Javier was different though. It was a hot Saturday, and I was on manhunt cruising for some dick. Had broken up with my boyfriend of several years the week before, and was really horny for some raw dick and good use. I met this hot latino papi named Javier on MH, and we started chatting. We had played years before, but life happened and nothing ever really came of it. He was pretty damn hot, 6 foot to my 5'8, bit on the furry side, with a great looking 9 inch uncut cock that was super thick. Best of all he was a pig like me. He hadn't showered in a few days, hadn't cum in longer. Had a nice build up of cheese in his hood, and said he wanted me to come over and clean it off and take his loads. I readily said "fuck yea!" and got cleaned up and out. Thoroughly. Soon enough I was in my car, heading to his house in a kinda run down area of a town a half hour away from me. I get to his place, and he is waiting outside, looking VERY hot, a little on the sweaty side, and a little trashier than his pics online. I didn't care, it actually made me hotter. "You gonna be my cumdump, puta? Get your ass inside." He held the door open for me, and as I walked past, I could smell his dick and balls, through the basketball shorts he was wearing, it almost made me swoon. "Well, puta, you ready to be my cumdump?" "Hell yes papi, I'm ready to take all your cum!" I replied, getting very excited, my dick straining against my NP jockstrap. He started mumbling in Spanish, which I didn't know very much of, but it still made me hot. He led me inside to his living room, where there were two blunts sitting on the coffee table. He picked one up and handed it to me, and lit it for me, and told me to smoke it to my face. Being no stranger to pot, which this smelled like, I had no problem smoking it. Granted, it was making me hornier than pot usually did, but I figured that it was this hunky Papi pig next to me smoking his own blunt that had me horny. We smoked the blunts and talked, he asked me more specifically what experience I had as a pig. "Well, I only take raw dick, and have had lots of that, by test lat week said I was neg though, so no worries. I have done some piss play, have tried to get a fist into my ass, but never got it all the way in. Played with toys, and brought some with me. I like sweaty, unwashed pigs, just the smell of their cocks and balls gets me hard. I like slings, and I like sleazy scenes. Uncut dick is my favorite, love the feel of the hood around my tongue and in my ass. Um, other than that, I'm open to pretty much anything that isn't shit, puke, kids, mutilation, maybe a few other things, but I like enough things that I'd like to think the ones I don't aren't required." I laughed, and kept smoking the blunt, feeling higher and higher. I didn't usually smoke a blunt all by myself, I was more of a bong kinda guy, but I felt good, so I finished it up, all the way to the filter he had put in it. As soon as he was finished with his, he grabbed the bag I brought, that had lube, poppers, and toys in it, and told me to follow him. We went upstairs to the attic, where it was as hot as hell, but since both he and I liked sweat, it was a good thing for us. He led me through the attic to a room at the back with no windows, but a sling hanging up on the beams, and a ratty old mattress on the floor. It smelled like sex in there, and it made me horny so fast it wasn't even funny. "Strip puta, show Papi what he's getting." I slid out of my shorts, down to my raunchy NP jockstrap, pulled off my shirt, showing him my whole body. I turned around, and he forcefully bent me over to see my hole. He started mumbling in Spanish again, and the only words I caught were puta, culo, and leche. I knew what those meant, even if I didn't know what the connecting words meant. He slapped my ass hard, which made my soft little boy dick jump, and told me "Get on your fours!" and pushed me onto the mattress. Up close, it reeked of piss and cum and sweat, and it was just making me hornier. I was on all fours, with my furry ass exposed, and he was digging his fingers into my hole kind of rough. It felt good though, my ass wanted more in it badly. "Don't move." He says to me, and I feel him get up and move away from me, and hear him going through a cabinet in the room. A bottle of strong poppers lands on the mattress next to my head and he tells me to take 5 long hits and hold each of them. I do as I'm told and I can hear the smile in his voice as he says "Good puta, very good." The rush hits me and I feel Javier get behind me, and then his scruffy face on my hole, his tongue digging in deep. He holds my hips and really pushes his face into my ass, tongue moving a hundred miles a minute. I let out moan after moan and push my ass back onto his tongue, sweat beginning to pour off of my shaved head. He pulls away from my ass, and I feel his fingers digging into me again, roughly opening me up. Sliding in and out. Then a strong burn, which the poppers tell my mind is just not enough lube. More fingers, and more burning in my hole, and my hole just getting hungrier and hungrier. I am starting to shake a little, but I think it's from excitement. Javier has already got me wrapped around his hot chorizho, and I am dying to be able to see it in person and get it in my mouth. My ass is on fire when he tells me to turn around. He has placed a smallish plug on the mattress behind me and tells me to sit on it while I suck his pinga. I sit my hole down on it, and damned if my hole doesn't swallow the thing up without a twinge of pain. This is no small plug either, an average sized one, for my hole that hasn't had anything other than my fingers in it in well over 6 months. Right in front of my face though, is this beautiful, massive uncut cock. Even hard, there is a little bit of foreskin still on the head, and I can see and smell the cock cheese, and it's making me drool. He tells me to hold still, grabs his dick, and starts to wipe a bit of his cheese on the underside of my nostrils, then tells me to open up and lays his pinga on my tongue and tells me to clean it and worship it. "Since you are going to be on it all night, puta. You know you want it bad." And I do want it bad, I want his cheese covered pinga deep in my throat and in my ass. So I start to suck the cheese off, licking the head, digging my tongue under his foreskin, getting the whole head clean and wet, and loving the taste of his raunchy smegma. All the while I am bouncing on the plug, and listening to him spout a stream of nasty talk in Spanish. "That's it puta, bounce your culo on that plug while you suck my pinga, worship the cock that is going to breed you full of cum all night long." I keep sucking his cock, feeling his hand on the back of my head, pushing me down, making me throat his cock, feeling it pry my throat apart to lodge deep in me. "Let it rest there for a bit puta, you will like this." He says to me as I feel something traveling down his shaft and into my throat. I realize he is pissing, and I push my hole harder on the plug, not even able to swallow his piss, it's just going directly down my throat. He grabs his dick hard to cut the flow, and pulls it out to let me get a breath. "Ahora no derramar una gota, beber mi orina maricón." Now don't spill a drop, drink my piss faggot. He says to me and I almost have time to moan before his piss starts hitting the back f my throat and I have to struggle to keep up with it. After the fourth or fifth swallow, my stomach starts to rebel and I harshly crush the gagging feeling and keep on drinking papi's piss down, when he starts to let the spray go all over my face, in my hair, and all over my body. When he's finished, he looks at me, and grins. "Good job puta, you are makin papi proud of you. Now get your ass up and in the sling." So I get up and hop in the sling, letting it hold me, and I can see the restraints. Thinking nothing of it, trusting my hot rough and tumble Papi, I restrain my feet, then I do one wrist. He grins at me again "Ansioso por entrégate a mí totalmente, ¿eh coño? Si usted tuviera alguna idea de lo que voy a hacer contigo ..." Eager to give yourself to me totally, huh cunt? If you had any idea what I am going to do with you... He straps my remaining wrist into place, and I have no idea what he just said to me, but i can see that my soft little dick is leaking precum like mad, even if I can't seem to get hard. Javier notices my gaze and laughs. "Now that you are tied into the sling and can't get away, I can tell you. The blunt you smoked? It was laced pretty heavily with Tina. And you smoked it to your face like a good little puta. That burning that you felt while I was fingering you? That was me putting meth into your cunt to get you ready and pliable to what I have in mind now. Now? Now I'm going to slam you full of Tina, and turn you into my true cumwhore. Oh, and since you never asked me my status, I just want you to know that I am poz, and that all of the other men who are waiting downstairs to use your cunt are poz too." He grins at me as my face falls. "But. I didn't want to do chems, and I don't want to be poz, Papi, please let me go!" I start struggling, trying to get myself loose, but fail miserably. After about ten minutes of trying to get free, I realize that I am going no where. The whole time I am trying to get free, Javier has his fingers in my ass, and is pushing on my button, making my dick leap, and making involuntary moans escape my mouth instead of the protests I want to scream at him. He stands there laughing until I give up, at which point he goes and retrieves his syringe. "You are mine now, puta, for as long as I care to keep you here. You will take what dick I say, and you will love every second of it. This little rig here will make sure of it!" He laughs again as I quietly whimper "No, please, don't do this. I won't fuck bareback anymore, I don't want to be poz!" "But, you won't have to worry about condoms ever again, you can be as big a slut as you want now, puta." He has a rubber tube wrapped around his own arm and I watch as he sticks the needle into his vein and draws back a little blood. Then he pulls the syringe out of his arm, without injecting anything, and wraps the rubber tubing around my arm. "You will want to hold still for this," he says as I start to struggle. "Move around while I'm trying to slam you and you are going to be in the worst pain you have ever felt." I stop moving, and hold still for him, terrified, breathing rapidly, whimpering over and over again "No, no please no." There is the pressure and the pinch of the needle breaking through my skin and into my vein, and I watch as he depresses the plunger and three quarters of the bloody mixture disperses into my veins. Javier grabs another tube, and puts it around his arm, slides it into his vein and gives himself the rest. Putting our arms close together so he can grab the tubing at the same time for both of us he says "Three, two, one. Blast off pig!" And he pulls the tubing off of both of us. For a second, I feel nothing, then heat, and then a strong scratch in my throat. I cough once, twice, three times, and then gone are all my protests. "Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" Is all I can say as my papi laughs again at me and says "Now you are my poz puta, you have my tainted blood in you along with my chems. Tell papi what you want puta, tell him what you need." I am moving my ass up and down as much as I can, my dick soft still and leaking precum again like mad. All I can think I that I need dick, in my ass, in my mouth. I need to service men, and be a pig whore for them. "I need cock, Papi, in my ass and mouth, I need to please men with my body, I need to do what you want to please you!" "Good pig, I will just call the others up here while I slip this nice bit of meth up your cunt." He calls to his buds "He's ready, come and get your raw pig slut!" He pushes the crystal of meth up my hole, and puts his cock head there, waiting for his buddies to come upstairs. As soon as they arrive, he drives his cock balls deep into my cunt in one motion, and my hole just swallows it. Eats the whole thing, no matter how much that would have hurt me earlier today. I scream "FUCK YEA PAPI! GIVE ME YOUR COCK!" And his buds laugh at me, coming over and forcing their cocks into my mouth while Javier brutally fucks my ass. I can feel my hole getting slick, so I ask papi if he has bred me already. "No, puta, you are feeling my precum mixing with your blood. Those two things are lubing your cunt for me, and I am getting close to filling you with my poz cum. Are you ready for it? Because here it comes!" He slams his dick in and out of me a couple more times, then slams in balls deep as hard as he can when I feel his cock expand and start to fill me with his cum. Without touching myself, without even being hard, my formerly neg boy cock shoots it's last neg load out all over my stomach to the cheers of the anonymous men standing around me. Javier grinds his dick into me until it has gone too soft to work for that, then offers my hole to the next man, a tall, husky black man with a dick even bigger than Javier's. "You are gonna take all of our poz loads this weekend, slut. And you are going to beg us for each one. We saw how you came when Javi bred you full of his poz load. Now you will be getting ours. Probably a lot of piss too. And maybe a fist or two. More than that if I have my way though. Maybe more to come, all comments on my first story here are welcome.
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I had arranged for a friend of mine to come stay for the night with the intention of being bred continuously throughout the night. Our plans had already been modified thanks to 2 str8 roommates, a part time boy friend, and a sinus infection, so my hole was nice and hungry. I arrived at his place a little later than originally planned to find that he was home alone. We walked through his house talking a bit until we got to his bedroom. After showing me something on his computer, he then turned to me and said, "So, do you want me to fuck you"? Without thinking I replied, "It isn't a slaves place to want. It is a slaves place to take what his master gives to him." I was immediately told to take off my shorts, get on my knees and present my ass to him. Believe me, I didn't waste a single second. First thing he did was spread my ass checks so he could manipulate the large plug I had been wearing most of the day. With one quick jerking action, he pulled the plug straight out of my hole. His next words were orders that I was all too willing to take. "Spread your legs, arch your back, and keep your head down. When I give you an order you will reply how?" I replied as I knew I should with a quick, "Yes, Sir." He smacked my ass and said, "You will be fucked hard and you will be fucked continuously. I will pull my cock out and shove it back in with one thrust. Do you understand me?" To which I again replied, "Yes, Sir." His last instructions to me were, "I will also decide when and if I'm going to give you my cum. Understand?" I raised my head, turned to look at him, and simply repeated the words that by now were all he wanted to hear, "Yes, Sir!" Having answered his final question, I reached and grabbed the bottle of poppers that sat to my left on the floor. No sooner had I inhaled fumes in each nostril when I felt his hard cock head spreading me open and his cock being buried deep inside me. I was in sheer ecstasy. He pumped me hard and deep, only stopping once and telling me that I "would not move or else I would pay." He asked if I understood and I answered that I did. For the next hour my hole was fucked relentlessly. The only time he stopped was to order me to change positions, or to pull out in order to wait for my hole to pucker and then shove his hard 9" cock back inside me. Never once did I complain. Why would I? This was what I had wanted from every top I've ever known. He continued to pound and abuse my hole, going deep inside me. I would start to push back and grind my hips against him only to be told to "Stop moving!" or "You will move only when I tell you too!". When he could feel himself getting ready to cum, he leaned in and whispered in my ear, "Tell me what you want, slave." I raised my head and said, "For Sir to please fill me with his poz cum." He started thrusting faster and told me I should milk his cock with my hole. I started pushing back as fast as my ass could while meeting each fast, furious thrust. Just before he released he shouted, "take my dirty load" and thrust his cock as far inside as he could. As his balls emptied inside me he started pushing the load as deep as he could. When he was finished he pulled out and shoved my plug back inside me. He ordered me to get dressed and we were soon on our way to my place for the night... (to be continued as soon as I get a moment to write it up)
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Cum Dripping Sunday III: The Recharge
Jackfoster posted a topic in Bug Chasing & Gift Giving FICTION
My ass was a cummy mess! I looked at it with my iphone camera and I was fucking oozing! It was almost 10:30 now and I wanted to make one more stop that night before I called it quits. I walked out of the video store smiling my ass off and I was sure all the guys knew I had taken lots of cum. I hailed a cab on 8th ave and headed to a small bareback sex party in the east village… **************** **************** ************** I rang the buzzer of the apartment near Astor place and was buzzed in quickly. I checked my clothes while exchanging pleasantries with the host, whom I have know for some time being a semi-frequent attendee of his party. This particular party was advertised as a bareback party, condoms would be provided but it was expected that you were going raw. As I was packing my thing into the trash bag for the clothes check, the buzzer rang and in came a sexy German guy. He was naked and hard in a few short minutes and I went into the play room. The room was equipped with a sling and some benches for play and lube, I had my own poppers. I sat down and the german sat next to me, we started stroking each others cocks, but he didn’t want to do more. I however wanted more cum up my ass, especially from the men at this party, most of whom were known or expected to be poz. The buzzer rang again and shorty after a Latino guy walked in with a raging nine incher. He was a no games kind of guy and immediately went on his knees, bent me over and starting eating my ass. He was real good at it, and got my hole nice and relaxed and wet. I started hitting the poppers and bent over more to let him in further. The German guy was right in front of me smiling and watching, he reached over and held my ass cheeks apart and the Latino pig really went to town, slurping on my ass hole, spitting into me, and tongue-fucking me hard. I was ready to get plowed and he knew it. He stood up and slid his entire length into my hole until I felt his stomach and hips against my ass. He held my meaty ass cheeks and rough fucked me deep. He was long dicking my ass, and I was staring into the German's face as he jerked off watching me take the Latino's cock, a man who’s face I hadn't even really gotten a clear look. The German was smiling at me, saying telling me what a good slut I was, a good little faggot slut boy. The Latino started slamming into my ass and then leaned into my ear, “Can I cum in you?” he asked me. “Of course man, load that hole, fill me up man!” I replied. This drove him crazy and I edged him on, wanting him to cum in my ass, I wanted him to add his seed to that of the other anon men who had dumped in me earlier that day. He started to grunt and buckle and I knew he was cumming. He fucked me harder then, pushing his dick as far as it would go. I imagined his cum seeping into my blood stream and my own cock was oozing pre cum. Mine wasn’t the only cock on the verge of shooting ropes of poz jizm, the German guy wouldn’t even touch his own for fear of cumming too soon. But I wanted him in me too. “Can I sit on your cock?” I asked. “I’m too close man” he replied. "Well I want your cum in my ass, dude.” I turned around and slid my well cum-lubed ass onto his throbbing shaft and he immediately started to pulsate into me. I felt ever gush of cum from his cock. It was fucking beautiful and I had to keep away from touching my own cock before I too came. When I slid off I tried to suck him clean but he was too sensitive from the intense orgasm he had just had up my ass, so smiling my thanks, I went outside in the backyard for a smoke. When I came back in there was an older guy there, maybe late 50’s, well built for his age and with a look I loved: that of an older-man with AIDS wasting! He was fucking hot. As I admired him, the host came over to me and said “He’s an awesome top, and very potent.” He said winking. I understood what he was saying: that this man was a walking AIDS death fuck. Of course I wanted him to charge my hole. My Latino friend had another plan for me though. He saw me and immediately bent me over onto the bed in the living room, and slid slid his cock into me and fucked me harder than he had before. Slamming into me, tearing me up. I was sure I was going to be in pain the next day. He slam fucked me for what seemed like 15 minutes and then held me down by the neck doggy style and unloaded in me again. When he pulled out I felt the trickle of cum slide out of my hole, down my ball sack and that’s when I felt my AIDS daddy's mouth. He was licking my balls clean making his way toward my hole. I was in heaven. I wanted him to fuck that diseased cum into me more than I wanted anything else. He cleaned my hole off then grabbed me by the hair and moved my mouth over to his dick. He was eight inches, cut and really veiny. I love veiny cock, especially when I know the guy had AIDS blood running through those veins. I licked him shaft to balls then slid him into my mouth and sucked him with fury: softly but with intent, wetting his balls with my tongue on the down stroke and lingering for a second longer on his head. He was fucking loving it. “Yeah, boy, suck that dirty cock, use your mouth on daddy's cock. Make daddy feel nice and good with that slut mouth” he grunted at me. I pulled off took a huge hit of poppers and went to town on his dick, sucking with fury and a passion for raw poz lust. He slapped my ass giving me the signal to 'bring that hole over here'. I spread my ass myself, opening my hole, making sure he saw the cum already buried into me, advising he I was a gaping AIDS fuck hole available for his pleasure. “Fuck me daddy. Give me that toxic seed, fuck that cum into me” I said in a hushed whisper. “What was that boy? You want what?” he demanded, placing his cock head against my open hole. “I want you to fuck me with that dirty tool, Sir. I want you to recharge that ass with your strain, fuck that cum into my blood!” He slammed his cock into me and pounded away. It hurt real bad, he was intentionally hitting my walls and fucking me with a slight sideways slant to insure some damage. This guy enjoyed fucking bug chasing bottom boys. “Yeah, Daddy. Fuck me! Fuck that load into my hole, Daddy. Give me your AIDS!” I shouted. “Don’t worry, boy. I’m gonna give you a good toxic load. Gonna make sure you get my DNA up your gut, give you the fuck flu all over again. You’re gonna remember this fuck, you stupid little AIDS faggot whore!” he said while slamming into me so hard I thought I would pass out. The other guys had been watching, some with looks of disbelief. Here was a pretty little 24 year old twink boy begging for AIDS sperm from an almost 60-something year old wasted-faced, skinny AIDS fucker - and loving it. One of the guys fed me my poppers and didn’t remove the bottle. I was spinning. I was taking this cock with so much intent the rest of the guys were all jerking off. Even if they didn’t find Poz talk hot, at that moment, the depravity of my actions had everyone rock hard. The German guy came closer and said he was going to cum, my AIDS daddy pulled out a second while the German guy put his piss slit near my hole and sprayed my ass with his cum. AIDS daddy scooped some up put it on his cock and fucked the German's cum deeper into me. I felt so fucking full and slutty and open and wonderful. AIDs Daddy had been fucking me for 20 minutes and was still going strong. When I asked him if he was close he said “Boy, I’ve cum in you twice already!” And I went nuts, bucking my ass against his cock and panting and begging for more. He flipped me onto my back to look me in my eyes while he fucked me and I saw a new cock near my mouth and instinctively began sucking it, although never loosing eye contact with my AIDS daddy. He slammed into me some more and spit into my mouth snarling. He looked like an evil possessed demon fucker, and I knew all he wanted was to make sure his AIDS lived in me for as long as I was alive. And I would be sure to pass it on when the time was right. This poz fucker would live forever through his AIDS lineage and I was his receptacle. “Here I cum again, boy, you want some more of my AIDS cum? Let me hear you beg!” “Give it to me, Daddy. I need your AIDS sperm. I need you to recharge my ass. Make me toxic. Give me your fucking POZ cum.” With that he came in convulsions, unloading his disease into me. He fell on top of me and pulled out. For a second I felt very empty, like I was missing something, until the new guy mounted my ass. He was West Indian and hung, uncut, with a down curve to his cock. I hit my poppers more, I was almost too poppered out but being used so much without rest that I didn’t have time to think about it. The guy kept saying “Damn you're so full of cum. Fuck man, you're oozing all over my cock.” Needless to say he didn’t last long and shot in my ass with a series of grunts and bucks yelling for me to take his “fucking nasty seed!” Now it was late and I needed to go but I also needed to cum, so I mounted AIDS daddy again and rode his cock while stroking my own uncut eight inch poz shaft. It didn’t take long for me either, but I shot more cum than I ever had in my life. It just kept cumming. The German guy scooped it up off the bed and smeared it on my face, then kissed me while AIDS Daddy began to pulse into my ass for the last time that night. “Damn you're a little poz slut. Your ass was the main attraction tonight huh. You’re so fucking hot. I love a little take all loads slut boy.” With that he kissed me on the mouth, in the process tasting my cum. He made me open my mouth and he spit my own cum back into my mouth. I had to go. I was spent and tired and my legs and hole throbbed. The West Indian guy drove me home. We had good conversation and when I left I looked down at his car seat and sure enough there was a cum stain that leaked out of my ass. I didn’t care though. I had had a great Sunday and was now hungry as hell, so I stopped in the McDonalds and stood in line with my ass leaking poz cum down my shorts.- 22 replies
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DADDY PIMPS ME OUT AND CONVERTS ME WARNING!!!: This is a complete work of fiction. This is my first attempt ever at writing an erotic fiction story, much less one about pozzing. I am not the best with grammar so forgive me. I wrote it and it involves boy/Dad incest themes, prostitution, bareback sex, pozzing, Abusive verbal language, and aggression. If any of this bothers you or you are not of age please do not read further. Comments are always welcome and make me a happy boy. Send them to southernboy83@gmail.com My name is Ryan. I’m eighteen and I want to share with you a hot story about my relationship with my Daddy. I am horny with boy-lust just writing this all down and my teen sausage is dripping precum and messing-up my pair of black Calvin Klein briefs. I was always the quiet and shy nerdy type. Just graduated high school I am 5’10” and a bit chubby at 200 lbs. I have a cute face, an average cubbish build, and a sweet fat round peach ass with a little bit of fuzz around my unfucked shitter. Even my own eighteen year old cousin pumped his jizz down my throat a few times and made me spread open for him to rape my butt and told me not to tell anyone. He always made me be the girl, so I had to suck his dong for hours, eat out his pucker and tell him how good it tasted. He would make me spread myself for him while he played with my boner, humiliating me and making my face get red. We will save the stories with my cousin for another time. My mother died when I was a boy, and my Dad, at 6'3", has always been a strong and outspoken man, with the result he has towered over me for most of my life. He was a real stud. I remembered on my thirteenth birthday I stole a pair of Dad’s jockey shorts just to get a whiff of what he smelled like and tasted the sweat from them like the dirty little naughty boy that I am. I lost count how many premature ejaculations I wasted into Dad’s underwear. He is a real stud and a true Alpha male in every sense. His body was strong and thick and his hands were rough like sandpaper. He had a five o’ clock shadow that would make any boy late for school. But the best thing about my Dad was that he was a true sexual deviant with a pecker that was horselike in length. That same huge piece of fuckmeat was that which squirted the DNA that also made me. Fuckin' hot, was how I felt about it. My Dad came into my room early yesterday morning, his package cupped in a pair of boxer briefs, and barked at me “Boy, get the fuck up. No sleeping in under my roof. Boys get so lazy nowadays. They have become smart mouthed fuckalls and sit around all day whackin their pud to porno. No boy of mine is gonna be a lazy faggot!” I saw his huge dong jerk in pleasure as it laid back against his thigh. I snapped to attention and rolled out of bed. Dad had a strict family rule that real men got to wear underwear around the house, but bitches had no right to wear bottoms to protect their penis or their sweet spot. My average teen dick bounced over my balls as I stood at attention. “I am sorry Dad, I…I..I will do better about my sleep schedule.” My cheeks burned red with embarrassment that my own Father just punked me out like that. Even though there was no audience it felt like everyone in the world was listening and knew that I was a submissive bitch son to my own Dad. Dad’s eyes lit up with fascination and a greedy perverted smile hastened his tongue across his lips as he purveyed my body like a predator. His calculating grey eyes lingered over my fat round butt and on my flaccid boy cock. His hand was quick as he snatched me by my hair and pulled me in close. His grip tightened, making me wince and cry out as he handled me roughly, but with a seemingly tender grace. “Got a job for you fagboy, starts today and pays a whooooole lot. You gon be a good boy for Daddy and take the job? It pays really well. Wanna know what it is sport?” My Dad’s voice was really creeping me out and making me give in. I no longer fought his grasp and relaxed in his grip. “Sure Dad, I would love to make some money. What does it pay? What kinda job is it? Not many places hire seventeen year olds, Daddy.” “That was the one thing I wanted to mention bitch, I will be collecting the money that you make for your services rendered. Do you understand what I mean boy…that you are the goods, and I am the dealer? I am going to find you some nice gentlemen to visit. I already have one set up for tonight and he will be here in just a bit. We need to get you cleaned up and ready boy. Get in the fuckin' shower you cute little tramp!” He threw me into the bathroom door and ran the shower for me at a lukewarm temperature. It saved him money and he enjoyed seeing me beg for hotter water. I had to clean myself out but Dad would not leave the room, I was so embarrassed. Dad played with his huge meat watching me shower, telling me that I better get my shithole clean because the men he was taking money from did not need disappointment from Daddy’s prized little whoreboy. I knew what Dad meant about me being the goods. I had seen a few boys at my school and one girl who were prostitutes. I knew what Daddy was talking about. How could he make his boy do such nasty things? I knew it got him off and that was good enough for me. As you can see, I worshiped my Dad. Dad pulled me out of the shower roughly and forced me to my knees. He opened my mouth wide and shoved his fat horsecock in, causing me to choke a little as he sampled the merchandise. “Fuck son you have such good cocksucking lips. I will see to it that they get used often. A good fagboy like you needs a healthy dose of semen every day.” He dislodged himself from my throat and pushed me into the bedroom. He had it set up with a St Andrews Cross and a bed with leather restraints. Daddy pushed me to the St. Andrews Cross and used the restraints to strap me on standing with my back and cute supple boy butt facing the doorway. I felt his hands on my throat and as they trailed down my teenage skin, I got goosebumps. His hand rounded and cupped my ass pulling the meaty cheeks apart. “My little chubby fuckslut son. Gonna make a lot of dough off you queer.” He leaned in and kissed my neck tenderly. He smelled like a boy pig's wet dream, leather, which is my favorite scent. My Dad was an Alpha and not always so tender but he did show me some affection as his son. He left quickly. A half hour passed and my legs began to hurt and I needed to pee really bad. I heard the door creak open behind me and in walked the john. I couldn’t see him as my ass was to the door but I heard his footsteps as he moved up behind me. I heard his belt unbuckled and his trousers drop behind me to the floor. His voice rang out softly but commanding. “You must have a real good piece of ass for your Daddy to whore you out like this. How many men been up in that juicy teen bubble butt of yours? I am gonna enjoy myself whether you do or not. Your Pa did give special instructions that you are not to cum at all during this and that if you do, there will be consequences, so hold in your boy juice - if you can, bitch.” I heard the swish of the belt before it shocked my skin with a loud thwack. It hit my left cheek making it jiggle furiously with what felt like tiny needle stabs. I let out a cry that echoed around the room. “I am guessin your old man didn’t spare his rod, but we will certainly spoil the child.” The man laughed cruelly and let the belt fly again, simultaneously hitting both my butt cheeks. He snapped it again and it struck me square on my butthole. It felt like a massive sunburn, as my flesh heated up and my teen cock strained against the wood of the St. Andrews Cross. He layed into my bare butt for about five minutes until my ass was good and blistered and I knew I wouldn’t sit well for a day or so. The rough stranger approached me closer and I heard him wetting his fingers and spitting on them. He spit on my back and let a trail of it run down my buttcrack and over my exposed dick ditch. I struggled against my bonds as he handled me. His hands smacking and rubbing my sore tempered globes like a vicious animal. He pulled my head back by my hair and added further pressure to my knees making them buckle as he bit into my skin, leaving small marks. “Please sir, I am a good boy. Please don’t make me do this” I cried out as he undid my restraints and pushed me to the bed. “Listen you little piece of shit. I am only here to drain my dick up in your sweet teenage guts, so shut the fuck up with the crying like a little sissy faggot and spread yourself for me. Show me what every boy in your high school has already sampled you fucking cunt!” I reached back and spread for him showing him my puckering starfish. He groaned and rubbed the pad of his index and middle finger along it making it clench up. He roughly shoved his fingers in clawing at my soft rectum walls tearing them and making them bleed. My butthole was starting to give as he finally pressured in a circular motion against it with his poisonous cock. He spit on my hole and then leaned in sticking his perverted snaking tongue up my shitter. He pulled me apart and tasted me deeply, making sure to get me as wet as he likes his wife. Then he stood up and lined himself with my puckerhole. “This is gonna hurt boy….but feel free to make noise. I like my boys moaning in pleasure and pain. I am gonna spear that sweet little teen hole. Gonna open you up for business boy, ruin you for these other men. Even your own Pa won’t be able to get off in you like you want him too cause you will be so fucked out. Just a washed up slutty boy with a loose hole. And maybe a little something extra to remember me by.” His chiding and threats made my dick harder and rivulets of my salty teen semen ran down over my nuts. I looked around as his hand left my hair. This guy had to be around 6’ 0” with a strong muscular build and a decent sized uncut babymaker. His face showed signs of wasting so I wondered if the guy was just old or what. It was oozing precum as he forced me down face first onto the bed with his rough and sinister intentions. He circled the head of his prick around, lubing up my hole with his slimy toxic prefuck. He then let his weigh push against me and send the head burning through my clenched tearing ring. I clawed the bed and tried to escape as he inched further into my insides. He pushed me down again roughly smacking the back of my head and not allowing my limp cock to harden against the soft sheets and firm mattress below me. I bit down into my hand as he inched up even more. It felt like this guy’s cuncut hog was gonna come through my stomach at any second. Finally he hilted his big rod at home in my guts. He laughed down at me, mocking me and calling me nasty fucked up things as he begin to inch back out. “Gonna rip you open like a virgin on prom night boy. Then I am gonna shoot all twenty-five bucks of my goo into you, my fuckin toxic boy cumdump.” I froze in fear as he mentioned toxic. I knew that that meant. This asshole was breeding me full of his AIDS juice. He was going to give me the death fuck, I would later get the fuck flu and other nasty complications and perhaps go on to infect others as a whore for my Daddy. I couldn't get away, but maybe I didn't want to. He slapped my ass as he fucked into me and rode me for all I was worth which was apparently only twenty-five bucks. My Daddy sure had a sick sense of humor. I bet it got his Daddy dong nice and hard thinking about me being used for only a small amount of money. I wonder if my Dad knew that this guy had the bug. I was his sweet little sub son and he wanted to fuck me up in many ways so I guessed he had arranged for it to happen, which made me even more turned-on. I felt the man begin to breath hard on my neck as he hilted himself and I felt a huge amount of his noxious biohazard spunk filling and washing against my torn guts. He kept slamming into me even with his softening cock. His cockhead slamming into my sweet boy button deep inside. I fought to control it but my neg nuts started to empty all over the sheets the last negative load of my life. I had done my sticky business all over Daddy’s sheets. He was going to be furious. I cowered in shame that I could not hold my end of my Dad’s orders. The man pulled out of me with a wet cummy plop and his spooge rolled down out of my pouty fucked hole along my thigh and down over my nuts. I looked well used with pinkish tainted spooge running out down my thighs but that wouldn’t be enough to sate Daddy’s anger. The john smiled down at me with a satisfied smile and rolled me over. His words hit me like a time bomb “I thought I felt you go when I was inside you. Fucking ingrateful little teen slut. I am telling your father and for good measure just because I am a sweet guy, I am gonna tell him what a useless fuck you were and how I had to work for my own nut. Have fun getting punished faggot and have fun spreading my AIDS bug, as you can see I am far along and on no meds with a super high viral load that will rip through your entire body. I will be visiting again for a discounted rate…and to reinfect, believe me.” As quickly as he came, the man left me there. I tried to clean up as much of my boyjuice as I could with my mouth and tongue on the sheets. My flared rectum now looked like a fucked out rosebud cunt and was still spitting his load out as I heard Daddy come storming in behind me. “You embarrassed me!” His voice clapped like thunder and shook me to the core. I turned over, frightened and glued in place as he came down on top of me like a swarm of bees. He slapped me hard across my cheek creating a sting and then his hands tightly clasped my face. “I gave you specific order not to cum boy, Did I not?” My father spoke in a quiet menacing tone. I nodded yes to him and felt his finger wiggle up to my sloppy butt. He dug three fingers straight into me to the knuckle causing me to groan and working the poz nut into my asswalls. “Next time slut, you obey what your Daddy tells you. I provide for you and clothing and feed you. I have to put up with a lot, and boy I am tired of it. You will listen." He roughly turned me over and laid into me with his hand so that his pain was my pain. His hand had to have been hurting the way he tore into my sweet teen butt. It was rosy red and really sore. Daddy lay down in bed with me and looked at me. “Do you know why I turned you out to that poz dude for only twenty-five dollars son?” His voice shifted to concern for my feelings. “I wanted to remind you of your place to me as Alpha of this house. You are worth more to me than any money. I love you sweet boy. You were always the quiet one, like your slut of a mother. You are also naturally a whore just like her as well. I knew you would get bugged so I figured why wait. I will still be pimping your ass out to the lowest bidder but that is just because Daddy has been taping you and wants to witness first had your descent into true queer pigdom. You are Daddy's little cumdump cocksleeve boy.” He chuckled softly in my ear. He kissed my head and tucked me in, but not before a taste of my royally fucked and infected seeping hole. “Sweet dreams my little poz slut. Tomorrow you have a big day. I have a client roster filled with a hung black dude, a trucker bear gangbang and also a smelly homeless dude wanted a go. Sweet dreams baby boy.” He turned off the light and shut the door leaving me to myself. I masturbated furiously thinking of my Dad making love to me and adding his Daddy milk to the toxic load that was soaking into my body. I imagined him taking his time and being rough in a sweet way. I climaxed all over my hand and quickly ate my tainted boyspunk. I imagined infecting my Dad, rolled over and pondered what my life would be like without him.
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Hey pigs, Name is Adam and I am a new member of the forums. I love all kinds of men from muscular to bears and love bareback fucking. I am a submissive bottom cub boy and love my twisted Daddies and bros out there. I am looking to make new friends Poz or Neg and enjoy chatting about my fantasies and dark twisted desires. I am the cub next door with an innocent face and a disturbingly foul pig mind. I am neg and tested as of the moment and often jerk my cock thinking about being fucked by poz men. I have pics in my album and if you would like to know me send me a shout. Tell me what is on your dirty mind fucker. I also have two vids that I will send out if anyone wants. One is of me fucking myself with my new dong and the other me shooting my jizz. If you want to see them I can send by email just shoot me a message here or at my email subcub1983@yahoo.com Later dudes
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My boy and I have been having LOADS of fun over the past few years taking raw POZ and NEG loads pretty often. We decided to finally get tested and both came back NEG. We were shocked. I asked my boy if he thought we had dodged a bullet and might want to stop playing around with so many POZ friends. He thought about it and decided we should. Maybe we would turn over a new leaf? Maybe we'd go back to only sleeping with each other or maybe down the road we'd still have raw fun, but only with NEG cocks We planned a “farewell party” or sorts to say so long to our POZ playmates, a dinner party, not a sex party, for once. My boy handled all of the arrangements, and invited six of our most frequent fuckbuddies, two NEG hunks and four POZ studs. JR, the first POZ stud to load my boy's raw hole was of course invited, and he asked if he could bring along his friend Brian, a go-go boy, for some entertainment. I said fine, as long as there was no sex, just “entertainment.” As the sun started to set, we all enjoyed cocktails on the deck and BJ grilled up some steaks. All was good natured, and our fuckbuddies all told me how much they were going to miss loading my hole and my boy's hole. They all seemed genuinely supportive of our decision to start playing it safer. After dinner, the doorbell rang, and Brian showed up with his boombox. I remembered him from the clubs downtown, but hadn't seen him in a while. Turns out he had been POZ for going on three years, and the management at his bar kept him on, dancing and turning tricks, until he got a biohazard tattoo on the small of his back. Management apparently had been worried that the tat would be a turn-off to some of their clients... The years had been kind to Brian, and he had kept up the hours at the gym, keeping his toned body as sexy as it ever was. JR had us all move our chairs into a circle and Brian started his music. Brian gyrated as he started peeling off his shirt, swiveling his hips and working his jeans down them, revealing a shiny g-string. He went from guy to guy giving brief lap dances to all as they ran their hands all over his toned body. Brian's cock was hardening under the cloth pouch of his g-string, and it kept getting bigger and bigger as he worked the crowd. He got to my boy and practically sat in his lap. Everyone hooted and cheered them both on, daring my boy to fish out his POZ cock. My boy looked at me, and I nodded my approval, reminding him that there was to be no sex, only “entertainment.” My boy reached his hand into Brian's g-string, pulling it down. A massive drippy uncut cock sprang into view. My boy leaned back in his chair, with his eyes glued to Brian's cock as it bounced up and down. My boy was mesmerized. JR, ever the one to stir things up shouted to me over the music, “I bet your boy can dance that well! Can he give us a one last show?” My boy smiled and looked at me, again asking if he could. Again, I nodded my approval, hoping that he would keep his underwear on, and there there would be no sex, only “entertainment.” My boy got up, mimicking Brian's gyrations, working the circle as he unsnapped the buttons of his shirt. He and Brian were grooving together, their faces getting close enough to kiss and then spinning around to dry hump each other. The guys were all getting pretty worked up, and I could see several moving their hands over their own hardening cocks. JR leaned over to me with a wicked grin and reached over to massage my dick through my jeans. “Let me know when things have gone too far,” he whispered into my ear, his tongue nearly licking my earlobe. I shuddered, and again nodded approval. By now, my boy had pulled down his jeans, and I was surprised to see he was in a ratty stretched-out old jockstrap, his pert ass framed by stretched out elastic straps. One by one, he gave an intense lap dance to all of the guys in the circle, leaning forward as he got to JR, their lips almost touching. As he leaned forward, Brian kept rolling his hips in the laps of the other guys. All of the guys were obviously fully hard now, their cocks straining to get out of their pants. But so far, Brian's oozy cock was the only one in the group that was out. Brian reached forward and stood my boy up from behind, and whispered something into his ear. JR smiled that wicked smile at me and shouted, “I think things could get out of hand in a minute or two. Just say when, and we stop this.” I again nodded my approval for things to keep going forward, hoping that my boy was going to behave. No sex, just “entertainment.” My boy worked his way over to me with Brian right behind him. He gyrated in front of me, then spun around and sat in my lap, swatting away JR's hand and groping my hard cock through my jeans. He sprang up, turned around and shoved his tongue into my mouth. We were both panting with lust. Breaking our kiss, he looked into my eyes and asked, “Do you like my show?” “YES,” I replied. “Want to see me dance some more,” he asked. “PLEASE,” I replied. Brian was grinding away behind my boy's exposed ass, with his drippy hard cock bouncing all over, occasionally lining up with my boy's crack. My boy was whimpering, clearly loving the wet dick teasing his hole. “PLEASE” he mouthed me. I nodded my consent, allowing this to go further. At that moment, I knew my boy would be getting at least one POZ load that night. My boy turned his head to Brian and shouted over the music, “Give it to me!” All of the guys started hooting, tearing off one another's clothes. I got up, released my own leaking hose, and squatted down so I could watch the action closer. Brian was still grooving to the music, clearly loving his audience. I grabbed his tool and guided it to my boy's winking hole, keeping my hand wrapped around Brian's girth until his raw cock was all the way inside my boy. Both of them were so hot. Brian jackrabbited his cock into my boy as my boy was struggling to stay upright. JR leaned forward, releasing my boy's cock from his jock and tugging until he shot what might have been his last NEG load all over the floor. One of the other guys lapped it up and then fingering it into my ass. What the hell I thought, bending over so I could kiss my boy, and pulled my cheeks apart for whoever wanted a piece of my ass. I felt a wet dick slide up and down my hole and then in one shove all the way into my ass, wet balls slapping against my balls. As he pumped his toxic jizz into me, JR leaned forward saying, “I love a good show!” -
I woke up this past Sunday with that craving, that urge to spread my ass and get rough fucked- that need to get bred. I have to say I love raw sex, it’s the only way I can get off and I love the feeling of becoming a receptacle for my tops' cum; just a hole to be filled and used and dumped into. Being a cumdump for me was as natural as riding a bike. Even when I was in a monogamous relationship I would have my boyfriend fuck his load into me in the morning so I could feel it slide out of my boy-ass on the subway reveling in the private piggishness of my thoughts, while morning commuters read their papers on the way to work. I would have that warm jizz absorbing into me for the better part of the morning the way some take caffeine. But this Sunday I got a call from one of my regular clients. I sometimes escort for extra cash. This guy is older but has a huge uncut cock. He never once asked me about my status but also never tried to use a condom. He’s the kind of guy that likes smaller boyish twinks and loves to hear me beg for his load. I’m 24 but I look really young. I still get carded for a pack of smokes every time and this is usually my biggest hook in the escorting business. A young boy that takes loads for money, and will beg you for your seed. He fucked me hard and good and deposited what would be my first load of the day. I lay there with his cum dripping from my ass, recovering from the poppers - while he got showered. Something snapped in me right then and I was so horny I knew I needed to collect some loads. This Sunday would be dedicated to me taking cum in my ass no matter who the guy was. I was so horned thinking about being used my ass twitched and I fingered out some of my client's cum to taste and wet my palate for more. When I left his place I immediately texted a guy who had been wanting to fuck me. We had chatted on a4a and he was a dirty talking poz guy into giving seed to young boys. He got off on mixing strains and having a willing recipient for his toxic load. He was in his mid forties, thin with some musculature but kind of wasted looking in the face. I’ve always loved poz men. Even when I was neg I would fantasize about them plowing their infected loads in my ass while I looked into their wasted faces knowing I was taking their DNA in me forever. I cabbed it over to his place on 30th street. He answered the door naked and wasted no time pushing me to my knees so I could suck his cock. I was barely in his doorway and the door wasn’t even shut completely but I was being face fucked and gagging on his monster tool. He was definitely not as hot as his pictures but his cock was even bigger than I imagined with really pronounced veins I could feel roughing themselves against my tongue and pulsing in my mouth. His entire body was pretty veiny. I was in poz-pig-boy-heaven sucking his cock as furiously as I could. He kept feeding me poppers and would wait until my sucking became more ravenous before dirty-talking me. “Yeah boy, that’s a good boy. That’s a good fucking mouth. Suck daddy’s cock, choke on it yeah! Tell me where you want this cock! Tell me!” He growled at me. I wanted it in my ass deep and hard. “Please daddy put that cock in my ass!” I said between sucks. “You want it boy? You want that poz cock in your ass? Beg me for it!” As he said this he put the bottle of poppers under my nose and I took a huge whiff. My head was reeling and all I wanted was his toxic cock in my ass. I got up and leaned against the wall with my ass jutting out and spread my cheeks so he could see my hole. “Please daddy fuck me with your big poz cock, I need it in me, fuck me now, plow my ass! Infect me daddy!” He came up from behind me and grabbed my arms pinning behind me. He put his mouth close to my ear: “Tell me again, boy. Tell me what you want.” His cock was right at on my hole ready for penetration. “I want your poz-tool, daddy. I want your fucking AIDS in my ass!” With that he shoved in as hard and fast as he could. I yelled out in pain but he took no mercy and ripped my ass open with his nine inch poz death tool. My ass was surely going to be sore after this. He rammed me each time slamming it all the way in to the hilt then pulling out to the tip and repeating. I couldn’t move all I could do was moan and try to hold on as this poz fucker mutilated my ass. He slowed down for a sec just to put the poppers back under my nose then picked up the pace again thrusting deeper and deeper into me. I fucked my ass back onto his cock and let him have his way with me like the whore I was. He loved it, he knew he had found an amazing cumdump bottom boy and was going to reward me with his poz cum right in my gut. He put his mouth close to my ear and said “I want you to know I’m full blown. I AIDS and I’m going to fuck it into your sweet boy ass.” I was going nuts at that point and he put the poppers under my nose again. Now dizzy from the poppers and so immensely turned-on he threw me to the floor on my back and lifted my legs up on his shoulders. We were still only right passed his apartment door and I’m sure the noise was travelling down the hall. He never left my gaze and I knew he was close. “Fuck me daddy fuck me! Fill me with you AIDS cum, fuck it into me, ram it up my guts, I want to feel it in me!” I yelled in lusty poppered daze. I saw it in his eyes and he smiled this evil devilish smile. “Fuck boy! Here it cums take my fucking poz load you fucking AIDS cum slut!” He shot his poz seed in me with fury fucking as hard as he could sloshing it into my ass, making sure he fucked as much of his cum into my ass as he could. I could feel the froth he was beginning to churn out of my hole. My hole felt amazing, I was over whelmed with popper-lust and begged him to keep fucking it into me. He obliged for as long as he could. When he pulled out I felt some of his cum dribble out. I immediately slid a couple of fingers in to my ass to scoop some up. He was one of those sticky thick cummers; the kind that was almost gelatinous and I took pleasure in licking my fingers clean. He then shoved his cock into my mouth and I sucked ever last drop of his cum from that veiny shaft. He kissed me probing my mouth with his tongue and then told me "Get the fuck out. I’m done with you, you fucking whore. Get the fuck out.” I left with my pants unbuttoned and my shirt off. I finished dressing in the hallway. When I was in the elevator I felt my hole again - it was deliciously sore and cummy. I was all lubed for some more. I headed to the Blue store on 8th Avenue next….
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This is a question for all the Poz guys out there that are not on meds. I'm sure all of you have your own reasons for why you aren't taking meds, I'm just curious what they are. Definitely not judging at all, I am just trying to better understand the thought process for a poz guy that defiantly does not take any medication to increase the chances of living a longer and healthier life. Please chime in and tell me your story.
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Heading to Glasgow on 11th May for a couple of nights... just wondered if there were any Glasgow based barebackers on here who fancied hooking up for some nasty raw breeding? Looking at staying at the ETAP hotel by the Quay (M8 motorway area) - anyone up for some seed swapping fun?
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Well, here's the background. I'm a pretty much total top... Do bottom occasionally but it's been over a year since i've had a cock up my ass. Status has never bothered me and I always said that status doesnt matter when it comes to falling in love. So this past friday I went to have a date with this guy who I knew was hiv positive. He is totally undetectable and has everything that I look for in a guy. He is dirty minded, but faithful, respectful, and affectionate. He is 48 and i am 23. I like older men so it's perfect for me. We share a great deal in common, and even though we only planned a date for friday, i ended up staying til Sunday night! I fucked him a total of 7 times... I would have fucked him more but he was sore and then he has a hard time getting fucked after he comes. Anyways... my point is that I have never dated a poz guy before.. Was just curious about anyone who is neg or poz in a relationship with a guy of the opposite status. What kind of stigma is there out there? Because I already face the negative stigmas of the older/younger couple. Also I was wondering, if you were neg and your partner was poz... would you tell your friends? I mean... it really is none of their business... but I almost feel like they should know. Idk I guess it's just something very new for me. I like him alot and i'll continue dating him irregardless. Just wanted you're opinion. Sorry for the LONG ass blog. PS: I'm not a bug chaser thats why i didnt post it in that section.
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What's the best bareback hookup site that is also HIV-friendly right now, that's free, user-friendly, and stuff? I use BBRTS, but seems not many guys know of it or aren't on it. Just wondering if there are one or two more that are as good or even better than BBRTS. Maybe something like adam4adam, only for bareback lovers?
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looking for some uninhibited sex with whoever, poz neg, green blue..lol doesn't matter..
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My easter basket is empty. I need some tops to put their eggs into my basket. I can host all day in Aberdeen MD .
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Anyone on here going to Las Vegas Smokeout 2012? I'm sure hoping to meet up with quite a few other barebackers! I will be staying at the Alexis Park Hotel April 4-9th. I'm mostly a bottom, but I love to suck cock. I will have a gas mask for the first time ever...so looking for people to help me with that and poppers and/or cigar smoke! I'm very oral and I love to suck cock...I suck cock before and after I get fucked. I also love kissing and making out! I enjoy 1-on-1s as much as I do orgies! I love getting my ass bred! I am having a local roommate that is supposed to be bringing a sling. I plan on visiting Hawk's Gym a few times while I'm there as well. I'm poz undetectable. Eric RedDog
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woild like to meet raw pigs for fun and guidance.........… all about chemistry to be fullfilled bbrt iwannit
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Looking for some fun in Orlando, Near Universal Studios off of Dr.Phillps if your need and want to play hit me up.
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http://fuckworker.blogspot.com/2012/02/gym-boy-bathhouse.html I finished up part 4 in the Gym Boy Series and present it below for my bareback blog readers. This edition, I used some literary license as the bath house experience in my hometown with Damon was not quite as wild. The crowds here can be sparse but bareback is usually the norm. ............................ My friend, and boy toy, Manuel and I had been having fun, fucking all week and swappling loads, but I missed my latest toy, Damon, the boy from the gym. He had a great body, muscular chest, on the shorter side, but good looking none-the-less, I missed his cock raw fucking me, and I missed his tight asshole. At our last encounter Damon had told me a lot about him; his family and their Jewish Orthodox Church, his paintings, his music, and of course football. I had taken him to a small diner before taking him back to my house and fucking him really good. The more I taught him, the more he was putty in my hands, and he was definitely learning to be submissive to me. I was somewhat surprised on Tuesday when I got a text from him: “Have you ever heard of Steamworks? I found it online” “Yes” “Will you take me?” “Why?” “I want you to find other men to fuck me, please.” “Ahh nice” “Please sir, please, I really want it, I want you to take me to other men to fuck me, pleeeease” he added extra “e’s” to his text. I loved it when he begged me. “Okay, Thursday, same time” “Thank You sir!” He responded, I could almost see his sweet face smiling. I met him once again at the gym, this time I wasn’t there to see his mother drop him off, but as soon as I pulled my car into the lot, Damon came running out. He was definitely excited. “Hello sir, Thank you again!” he said enthusiastically. I leaned over and kissed his sweet mouth, sticking my tongue down his throat. “I told my mom I was going to go out with some guys after my workout, so I don’t have to be home until midnight, no school tomorrow” he said excitedly. "You’re welcome Damon” I said firmly, letting him know I was doing him a favor. I pulled out of the parking lot and drove the 7 miles to the bathhouse. It was a large, non-descript brick building, set back from the road. Only a small sign over the front door that said Steamworks, gave any indication of it actually being a business. I had been to the men’s bathhouse many times, with friends and playmates. It has much you want to find in a bathhouse. By far, my favorite was the “sling room” it had three sex swings in the center of the room, and about 20 large comfortable lounge chairs for men to sit and watch(with small towels on the arm of each chair). Steamworks also had a swimming pool, a Jacuzzi, a huge sauna room and private rooms for those who preferred some alone time with their partner(s). I pulled into the mostly full parking area and Damon and I got out and entered the building. From the outside, Steamworks looked industrial and boring, it’s name leading those not in “the know” to think it was some sort of industrial plant, but when you entered the lobby, there was nothing industrial about it. The lobby was large and open, with marble floors and a large mahogany reception desk. I knew the young man at the desk; he was very young and slim with a round face and a winning smile. Joey grinned at us with that smile as we made our way to the desk. “Welcome back sir” Joey said with reverence. “Hello Joey, full service today” I said. “Yes sir” he said, handing both Damon and I key cards that would get us in to every part of the building, except the private rooms, which cost extra and generally were used for overnight guests. “Thank you Joey” I said politely and steered Damon towards the locker rooms. Inside were men in various states of undress. Damon stared and admired the men around him, as did I. “Get undressed whore” I told him firmly. “Yes sir” he said and removed his shoes and socks, then his shirt, jeans, and underwear and stowed them in his locker. I once again admired his muscular chest and stomach, as well as his cock, which, with all the men around, was fully hard. I also undressed, and stuck my things in a locker, while admiring Damon’s cock and firm ass. I grabbed his ass, and spanked him hard. “Are you going to be a good boy, Damon?” I asked, spanking his ass again. “Are you going to do what I tell you to do?” “Oh, yes sir!” he said. “I’m very excited to be here with you.” “I’m glad Damon, I’m surprised I didn’t think of taking you here, you did well by reminding me.” I said, and I could tell he was pleased by my compliment. “Let’s go into the Sauna Room” I suggested. He nodded profusely and followed me out the door and walked nude with me down to the Sauna. We entered the large room, filled with steam. There were about 20 men in the room, some raw fucking, some giving blow jobs, some masturbating, and some just watching. “We will watch” I instructed Damon. His eyes were wide and large as he took in all of the men. We sat on one of the benches and watched the other men. I was hard and ready for raw fucking Damon, but I wanted him to be even more excited, and make him beg me to cum later. He watched, his pretty dick hard and thick was twitching. I could tell he was dying to touch himself. “Self control Damon” I reminded him sternly. He nodded but looked tortured, like he was in pain. One man just 2 feet over from us was being fucked by a large muscular man with a 10” cock. The younger man screamed and moaned, stroking his cock while the larger man fucked him. “Oh God!” he screamed, “Fuck Me!” Damon was watching intently, cock twitching, balls tightening. I was turned on too, and started stroking myself. Damon looked over at me, like he wanted to stroke me, so I took his hand, and let him run his hand up my cock, but did not return the favor. If Damon was going to learn, he would need to learn restraint. “That’s it, squeeze your hand nice and tight, rub my cock” I moaned. We were both watching the man with the 10” cock slamming into the younger man. The muscular man groaned deeply “Uugghhh, such a tight ass! Mmmm” he moaned as he slammed his rod into the other man’s ass. “Oooohhhh yeaaaa!” he screamed, grabbed the younger man’s hips and jerked forward, emptying his load. The younger man moaned deeply and ferally and shot his own load, no doubt caused by his stroking and the hot warm jizz shooting deep into his anus. Damon’s hand was furiously stroking me now, so turned on by what we had witnessed. Other men had been watching too, and the ones who were masturbating shot their own loads, squirting cum onto the benches. There were young men in tight shorts and tight tank tops with towels and cleanser to clean up the benches of cum and other bodily fluids. We watched as one bench was cleaned, an employee bent over showing his tight ass in his little shorts, many eyes on him. I was about to blow my own load as Damon stroked faster and squeezed tighter, his face in agony, blue balls causing intense pain, no doubt. “Mmmm yea Damon, rub my cock” I moaned, my cock on fire. We watched another pair, one man sucking the other, the man being sucked groaned and came all over his partners face. The man licked the cum from his lips, then cleaned his face with his fingers and licked the cum off of them. The smell of salty cum was everywhere and I couldn’t stand it any longer. I shoved Damon’s face down and he greedily took me in his mouth as I came, shooting large loads of cum down his throat. He drank forcefully as if tasting my cum would make him cum, releasing him from the pain. “Oooohhh Damon, my sweet little whore, suck it all!” I groaned, my cock twitching. When I was finished, I looked at him, his body red from the steam, his cock pulsating visibly. I was sweating bullets myself, hot from the steam, from the voyeurism, and from my own orgasm. I grabbed Damon’s hand and we left the Sauna Room. The cool air in the lobby felt good on our skin, but Damon moaned as he walked. “Soon Damon, soon” I reassured him. I took him into the shower room, where more men were raw fucking and sucking under hot showers. Damon moaned again. I took him under a shower head and turned it on cold, then grabbed his cock and held it under the icy water. He groaned in relief, his cock less hard by a small fraction. We stood under the cool shower for a bit, and I washed him with the soap from the dispensers provided. I washed his body under the cold water, massaging his chest, and the rest of his body. I forced him down on his knees. “Open your mouth Damon, you need to be punished for allowing yourself to get so worked up, Open your mouth whore!” I screamed. I pissed in his mouth and he drank it graciously, then licked my cock, getting all of the urine. “Now wash me” I commanded. He soaped up his hands and ran them over my body, stroking my cock, then moving to my back to massage my shoulders, and down my legs. He rubbed my ass with his hands, the suds making my skin feel smooth and slippery. “Put your finger in my ass” I commanded. He did as he was told, fingering my tight ass. “Mmm that’s right” I moaned, wanting much more than his finger in my ass. But I wanted to fuck him too. I pulled him from behind me and he massaged my hairy chest, the suds mixing with my chest hair. I stood under the cool water and rinsed, then began washing him again. His back this time, running my soapy hands over his strong shoulders and back, then down to his ass cheeks. I spanked him several times again, and he bent over to allow me to spank him more. I rammed two soapy fingers into his ass and he moaned deeply. “Ooohhhh” he moaned as I fingered his tight ass. I finger fucked him for several minutes, but I felt him getting too excited and pulled my fingers out. “Rinse yourself” I said firmly. He complied immediately. We left the showers and I handed him a towel. We left the showers with towels wrapped around our waists. I was proud to show off my sweet faced boy, with his strong body and thick cock. I was ready to fuck him now, so I led him to the swing room. When we entered his face lit up. He knew I was going to fuck him now, and I would probably let him cum. As we entered there were several men sitting in the lounge chairs, relaxing or drinking mixed drinks, more employees circling with towels and drinks. One of the three swings was in use, two older men, one in the swing his legs spread wide, the other fucking him vigorously. There were several men masturbating watching the scene. Damon and I dropped our towels on two free chairs and entered the center of the room. There were several calls of “Mmm..nice!” and “Yea!” as Damon hopped in the chair. I was proud that I had brought this muscular young man here, and I could see the jealousy in the other’s eyes as they watched him spread his legs nice and wide for me, giving me complete access to his tight little ass. I knew a few of them were looking at me too, jealous of my muscular body, hairy chest, and long hard cock. I bent forward and started by licking Damon’s sweet ass, I lapped my tongue around his hole, teasing his ass with flicks of my tongue. I licked harder, as Damon stroked his cock. “uuuuhhhh” Damon moaned, his excitement overflowing. His balls were tight and his cock was hard, he was now where he wanted to be, experiencing pleasure. He knew I would let him cum eventually, but I wasn’t going to make it easy on him. “You like that you little whore” I said, and his response was only a deep moan. He stood and jabbed my cock at his ass. “What do you want Damon? Say it!” I commanded. “I want your cock in my ass, please, please fuck me! Please put your cock in my ass!” he begged. “I dunno know Damon, you’re not being convincing” I told him, letting the head of my dick probe a little bit into his ass. “Pleeeease! Pleeeease!” he cried out. The other men in the room were now completely focused on us. The older men had cum while I was licking Damon’s sweet ass and now we were center stage, so to speak. A few clapped as he begged. “Fuck him!” they cheered. “Okay Damon” I said calmly though I was excited I was being watched, my large cock was hard as a rock and ready to tear into Damon’s tight hole. I slammed into him without warning, and no lube, except the pre-cum that had leaked out of my dick. His ass was oily and smooth though, from the soap and his own fluids. I slammed into him quick and hard making him scream out. “OOOOOOHHHHHH” he yelled, his tender young ass still tight and raw. I fucked him hard and fast, swinging him towards me, making me enter him deeper than I ever had before. “Mmmmm, Oooooo” I moaned loving his tight ass on my cock. “you’re such a good boy Damon, I love your sweet ass” I moaned. “Oh yes! Oh I love your big cock, I love it in my ass, it feels so goooood” he groaned. “Don’t you cum yet Damon, don’t you dare cum!” I yelled at him, ramming into him really hard. “Oh pleeeease!” he begged me, but I wouldn’t relent, I squeezed his balls hard and he winced in pain, though he was still experiencing intense pleasure. "NO!” I yelled at him, and he relented, I continued bareback fucking him hard and fast until I felt such intense pleasure I couldn’t control myself any longer. I slammed into him two more times when I shot my load into his tight ass. “OOOOHHHHHH FUCK!” I screamed as my hot cum shot into him, I pulled out and shot load after load on his cock and stomach, then rubbed it in, all over his hard stomach and harder cock. “Mmmm” he moaned, as I massaged my hot jizz into his skin. I looked around and saw we had a large audience of at least 30 men stroking themselves, watching us intently. The man with the 10” cock was there with his sweet young boy, and he stood and asked if he could fuck him too. “Damon, do you want to be fucked more?” I asked him. “Oh yes sir, please” he said politely, legs spread wide in the swing. I nodded at the man, and his 10” cock and I knew I would enjoy watching Damon being fucked by this monster cock. The man didn’t hesitate and rammed his cock into Damon’s waiting ass. “MMMMM OOOOHHH” he moaned as the man slammed into him. “AAAHHHH YEAAAHHH” the man moaned bareback fucking Damon’s tight ass hard and fast. He stroked Damon’s cock as he fucked him, and told him he could cum. I allowed it, the boy had been tortured enough. The man slammed into him, and rubbed Damon’s cock furiously as he slammed in and out, Damon swinging back and forth on the man’s huge dick. “OOooohhhhh” Damon cried, tears running down his face as he was finally able to release, his cum shot high into the air, and his hard cock didn’t stop. He kept cumming, his jizz pumping out of his cock like water out of a fire hose. I couldn’t believe he had that much in him, but being here for 2 hours and not able to cum, had a huge effect on his load. I was so turned on by his cock jerking and spurting, I got hard again, and started stroking myself. The large man, unable to control himself jerked and his back arched as he shot his cum into Damon, soaking his tight hole. “Uuuhhhhhh” the man screamed, cumming hard and fast into Damon. “Yeah, Oooh Yeah” Damon moaned, loving the hot cum in his raw ass. Other men were now asking Damon if they could fuck him, and Damon agreed, I was sure his ass would be raw in the morning, but now, there was no stopping him. One man started to fuck him, and another had leaned over to suck his young cock. Damon was moaning nonstop now. One young sweet looking boy came up to me, his 6” thick hard cock pointing upwards. “I want to fuck you” he said bluntly. I looked at his cock and saw how truly thick it was, and at that moment, I desperately wanted him inside me. I climbed into one of the other swings, and he licked my ass, sticking his tongue inside, stroking my cock and balls as he licked me. I moaned deeply, wondering who had taught him such amazing skill. He licked and sucked my balls, eliciting a feral groan from me. “AAUUGHHH” was all I could manage, his tongue doing amazing things to my cock, he spit on my ass and rubbed his saliva in, then slid three fingers in my ass while he sucked me. “Mmmm…MORE!” I screamed, he removed his fingers and balled his hand into a fist, then maneuvered it into my hole, still sliding his tongue down my cock. “AAAGGG” I spit out, the pain and pleasure exquisite. He slammed his fist into me a few times, then pulled out, and slammed his cock in, his cock was almost as thick as his fist, and I was loving the feel of him inside me. I groaned again as he fucked me. Then an older man came up and asked if he could suck me, I eagerly agreed, and pushed his head down onto my cock. “MMmmmm yea, swallow it” I demanded, he did, taking my length down his throat. The young boy raw fucking me slammed me harder and harder then exploded into me. His hot cum filled me and the mouth on my dick sent me into spasms, I came hard into his mouth, and he eagerly lapped it up. “OOoooohhhh” I screamed as I came, I could hear Damon’s whimpers nearby and knew he was having the best experience of his young life. This notion made me cum harder spurting and spurting into the older man’s mouth. “Mmmm” he moaned, “You taste delicious” he groaned. I pulled myself out of the swing, and went over to Damon who was bareback fucking a man in the ass, I came up behind him and inserted my fingers into his raw ass, and he groaned deeply and came hard in the man’s ass he was fucking. “AAAHHHHHH” he cried letting his body jerk and spurt what was left of him. He nearly collapsed, and I brought him over to a chair and let him rest. I was also shaky, and an employee came over and offered us waters, we each took two bottles and swallowed the water greedily. All three swings were in use now, as the night wore on. Damon and I hit the showers quietly, both too spent to talk. We dressed quickly, and left, waving to Joey as we strode across the wide lobby. I thought about fucking Joey next time, and my cock twitched weakly. As we got in the car, I complimented Damon, “You were a very good boy today Damon." “Thank you sir” he said politely, too exhausted to say much more. I drove him home, since he told his mother he would get a ride. He thanked me again, and I nodded, worn out myself. I drove myself home and collapsed in my bed, thinking I’d have to go back to the club soon, and see about Joey.
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I had taken my last shower of the week on Thursday night, worked up a sweat Friday at the plant and then sweated more on the weekend working in the yard, servicing the truck and helping a neighbor roto-till part of his vegetable patch for summer planting. I was horny that Sunday afternoon since my last sex was with my lover Thursday night and he didnt want to put-out until after I'd taken my shower. I sometimes went to a local 50/50 watering hole half a mile from our place for a cold one and maybe score a blowjob or piece of ass if my lover wasnt home or if he was busy. I was a normal masculine fat average man about six feet tall and still about 275 with a full head of hair, black-frame hornrim glasses over my blue eyes, full beard, thick guitar-pick nails I seldom bit or cleaned after the day I found out I was poz, almost 8" of cut meat and size 11 sweaty feet. Many said I had the libido of a man half my age and this continued for a few years after my life-changing diagnosis. I was and still am a total Top. That Sunday afternoon half an hour after lunch the phone rang. I picked it up. "Hello." Rick was on the other end and told me he'd be at the bar which was half a mile from our place. "I'll meat you there in about half an hour." I said and we hung up. "Who was that?" my lover asked. "I gotta make a delivery. I'll be back in an hour or two. I'm gonna change out of these boots first." I replied. While shucking my work boots and slimey sweat-wet socks I'd worn all weekend I thought of how Rick and I had made our date. My date Rick was a twenty-five year old classic geek type like surfers kicked sand in the faces of at the beach half a century ago. He had black hair in a conservative haircut, blue eyes, no facial hair, 6 uncut inches and feet like mine but not as wide or smelly. He didnt wear glasses and was more masculine and stronger than the average geek and weighed a healthy 190 at 5'11". He was versatile and could take either the man's or the person's part in most sex acts. Our first sex act had been him licking and sucking my grungy feet followed by fucking him in his mouth in the brick shithouse at the back of the plant grounds after we'd punched out for the day. Two weeks later I had caught the HIV from some asshole I'd fucked at the baths. He had wanted to give his HIV - cherry to a masculine stud so after a couple of weeks of discussion at work he decided that he wanted my deadly load. I would be glad to deliver. I had told him all the consequences of being positive, starting with the nasty flu symtoms that would keep him in bed for a while, the drug regiman with the side-effects and dangers from skipping a dose, how he would begin wasting away once the effectiveness of the drugs lessened and how he would end up in a miserable prolonged agonizing death years later. He took it all in and said he still wanted to "have my baby" even after I told him that he was just another piece of hole I'd fuck and that my love and affection was reserved for my lover whom I had pozzed a few months earlier. I still wore my cutoff jeans and sweaty wife-beater. I put on my tire-tread-sole leather sandals and told my lover I'd be back in a while. "Have a good time. Seed him well but dont spend all night." he replied and kissed me. I headed out and walked the five blocks to the joint. The afternoon was still warm so I was comfortable. I walked in the bar and scanned the place for Rick. Mikey the long-haired bleached blond was there but kind of ignored me as he had since the day I'd told him I was poz. Slobby Bill was talking with some plain looking man who wanted to blow him. I greeted him as I proceeded to the back of the joint. The far end of the bar yielded Rick. He was wearing his sweater-vest over a white shirt, dark blue slacks and black oxfords. I went over to him and said, "Hi Rick. How's tricks?" "Funny. You know I havent scored in a month except my hand and sucked a cock. You horny?" he replied before telling me he earned a little extra money that morning by handing out religious tracts at a strip mall and sucked off his boss when his shift was over. " I have a nice load for you." I told him. "That's just what I want stud, I cant wait to feel you pumping it deep in me!" he gushed, obviously in heat. He finished his beer, got off his stool and followed me to the mensroom at the back of the bar. The john was smallish with a single stall and a trough urinal but had room for a couple to get it on without getting in the way. Rick opened his mouth and I spat in it. He then knelt, kissed my crotch through my pants and then unzipped my fly. He lowered the waistband of my sweaty stained undershorts, carefully fished my dick and balls out, kissed them and my dick and sucked it into his mouth. He hummed in delight as he began sucking it hard, his head semi-buried beneath my sweaty beer-gut. I felt good, my dick bathed in his man-loving mouth as he held my hips under my love-handles and hummed in delight further stimulating my love-rod, his forehead lightly rubbing the underside of my gut as he sucked on my shaft.. A few minutes later I was fully hard in his mouth. I felt good, standing tall and proud with him sucking my dick. His mouth was a great cunt, even better than any vagina including my best girlfriend's when I was in college. Rick did a great job sucking me hard, his velvety mouth loving and caressing my love-gun as he took it all the way to my nuts. He sucked and swallowed the last bits of underwear lint off my shaft, opened his mouth wide to leave it wet with his spit, kissed it again and pulled away from me. He stood up, dropped his pants, pulled one pant-leg off over his shoe, spread his legs a little, bent-over and grabbed his ankles while I added some grease to his spit on my dick. I spat on his asshole and took my position behind him. "Your last chance to beg off. You sure you want my death?" I asked him. "Yes! Please fuck me before I get cold feet!" he anxiously replied. I lined up my shot, put my dick to his hole, grabbed his hips and pulled him to me as I shoved my death-gun up his bug-virgin hole with a good pelvic thrust to hilt myself in him as he flinched from my rapid penetration. He was still decently tight, especially around my good-sized dick. I flexed my love-muscle inside him and began fucking him with full strokes, the entrance of his hole feeling my meat from my glans to my pubes as my sweaty crotch met his ass hairs with each sex-loving stroke. I began to increase my pace, fucking him with gay abandon. Rick seemed energized as he put all his effort into pleasing my horny dick with his ass muscles as I fucked him. My dick felt good as he brought me closer to orgasm. Seemingly in no time I was getting ready to shoot. I thrust harder, and faster as my knees began to shake. I continued fucking him, feeling his ass muscles kind of contract, knowing I was turning him on so much he came from getting fucked by me. I pounded him hard, the slaps of my pelvis on his ass echoing in the small tearoom as my loins took over with a mind of their own to pile-drive my shaft in him. A few minutes later I grinned wide and grunted as I rewarded him with my deadly HIV-laden load as my prick pulsed in absolute pleasure with each deadly spurt I shot inside his ass as I pumped my diseased poison cum into his love-hole. The great feeling in my dick spread throughout me enveloping me in the greatest feeling a man can have, the male orgasm. I rammed his hole until I was spent and then hilted myself in him, remaining in position with his ass hairs one with my pubes, my cock deep up his love-canal to force my sperms into the walls of it to carry their load into his anal walls to infect him. I then corkscrewed my hips, pulled halfway out and slammed it home a few more times with brutal snaps of my hips, the slap of my pelvis on his ass sounding like gunshots, and then hilted myself again. A couple of minutes after the last of my sperms had left my dick on their mission to spread my virus through his rectum, my dick softened a little and I released my grip on his hips. I noticed a couple of cuts in his skin from my thick nails as I pulled out and stood back. He turned around while changing from his bent-over position to a kneeling position, kissed my dick and sucked it into his mouth to clean it. He took it to my pubes, his nose buried in my pubic mound, and sucked while humming in delight, then pulled his head back a little. I began pissing in his mouth. He gulped my equally poz-laden urine like he was thirsty after a day in the hot desert. As with all the other times I used someone's mouth for a urinal, pissing in his mouth felt almost as good as cumming in it. He drank it all, letting none leak from between his lips and my shaft. He continued to suck another few minutes after the last drops had entered his stomach, hugged my pelvis tight with my dick hilted in his mouth, his nose buried in my pubes, and then lovingly sucked off of my dick leaving it clean and dry. He kissed my glans and then my sweaty scrotum. I could almost see hearts floating up from his head like in a dirty picture I saw one Valentines Day. He stood up and thanked me for a wonderful time and opened his mouth wide, I spat in it. He swallowed my spit and hugged me. He praised my studmanship and said he couldnt wait to bust his own poz nut in someone. He put his pants back on while I pulled mine back up. We zipped our flies, buckled our belts and left the john. I had to get home so I bid him goodbye and walked home in the twilight dusk. My lover greeted me with a bear hug and passionate french kiss after I told him how well I had seeded Rick. My poison seed had worked. Three weeks later Rick was off work for a few weeks and going to the doctor who knew Rick had caught the bug. Almost a month after he called in sick he called me. We shot the shit and he told me how good he felt when he had cum when I fucked and pozzed him in the bar mensroom. "Do me a favor. Celebrate by fucking and cumming in someone. If you didnt have a lover I'd want to be your bitch." he said before we hung up. He returned to work exhausted looking and hugged me in the back mensroom on the morning break. "That was the best fucking I ever had stud!" he said aloud and kissed me. I fucked his ass and mouth every so often as well as fucked my lover and a couple of others in my harem. We both pozzed a few more bug-chasers over the next few years.This work of fiction is strictly to turn men on sexually/provide jackoff material. I do not advocate actually pozzing anyone, getting pozzed or engaging in unsafe sex.
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A friend of mine is an actor, a very famous film actor, who recently came to New York to do a show. That's all I'll say about who he is. He's hot, and I won't tell how we met. But yes, he has fucked me and my boy. Few people know he's gay. And even fewer know he's poz. He told me this hot story the other night. He reads BreedingZone, and wanted the story posted, so I volunteered. Here's what he later emailed me to share: There was a fan letter waiting for me when I got to the Stage Door. I rolled my eyes, and headed to my Dressing Room to get ready for the show. At the Intermission, I read the letter, and it was hot. It was from a young man who went on about how hot I was and how much he liked my movies. He went on to say the kinds of things he'd like me to do to him. I got hard, but had to be back onstage in a few minutes, so put the letter down, hiding it in my packpack in case anyone was snooping, and went back downstairs to finish the show. After the show, I showered quickly, and planned to head out of the Stage Door where my car was waiting. Of course, there were dozens of fans, mostly tween girls and their fat moms, but there was one adorable boy in the background, as if he wanted to see me but didn't want an autograph. I winked at him and hopped in the car. On the way back to my apartment, I wondered if the adorable boy was the one who wrote the letter. I wanked that night thinking about how sweet it would be to fuck that adorable boy. The next day was horrible weather, cold and stormy, and the next night at the theater, there was another letter. I tore into it as soon as my Dressing Room door was closed, and it was. He said thanks for the wink and that it made his night. He went on about how much he would love for me to fuck his hole. Wow, this kid had balls. I stuffed my hard-on into my trousers and went downstairs to do the show. Leaving the theater, I was surprised to see only one or two soaking wet women waiting for autographs, and this boy. The women squealed, I posed for a photo or two, and they were on their way. I smiled at the boy and said, “Hop in. It's raining cats and dogs. I'll give you a lift.” He grinned from ear to ear and hopped in. I asked where to, and he said, “Your place.” I was getting harder by the second, and told the driver to take me home. I didn't want the driver to see anything that the tabloids would get a hold of, so I kept my hands to myself and didn't say much to the boy. As soon as we were in my door, my tongue was probing his mouth in a deep kiss. He went for my cock, and I brushed his hand away. I said, “Listen, I will eat your ass, I'll suck your cock, but you shouldn't go near my dick. I'm a leaker, and my precum is, er... toxic.” He looked confused and asked, “What, like acid or something?” He was so naïve. “No, like HIV.” His face blanched. He stuttered for a second and said, “Oh. I don't mind. Besides, this is a once in a lifetime dream come true for me. I want all of you. ALL of you.” I had warned him and he wanted to go further, so I let him. I was worried that this kid would go to the press, so I made sure he left his bag in the hall, and undressed him. No cameras to record what was about to happen. Within minutes, I was nude, laying on my bed, as this beautiful boy worshipped my chest and cock. He deep throated me until I was on the verge of letting lose a ******* of toxic cum. I pulled him off and spun him around so he was sitting on my face. I ate his sweet fuzzy hole for a few minutes before working in one then three fingers. He was primed and ready, so I pushed his body off my face and turned him around again so he was facing me. Laying on my back, he reached behind and guided my dripping cock to his quivering hole. It had been a long time since I'd fucked anyone that I thought I was going to shoot off before even inside him. His velvety hole sunk further and further down my shaft until I was completely inside him. He rode me slowly and gently, with his spongy uncut dick flopping all over as he bounced up and down. I reached for it and it got harder and harder as he rode me. He began cumming, not shooting, but oozing white jizz out of his cock and all over my hand. I scooped it up, and wiped it in the base of my cock, adding natural lube to his hole. I asked him if he was sure he wanted my load, and he smiled, genuinely saying, “It's all I ever wanted.” I let loose and fired ropes of cum into his hole. He laid back and started fingering his cummy hole, opening it up wide so our mixed loads came oozing out. He stayed for the night. I didn't see him again and there were no more letters backstage.
