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So I noticed a hung, hot, poz top online for a while. He's exactly my type: 45, muscular, 9"c and loves to fuck. I hit him up this morning and offered my hole (neg, last test) to him. He accepted my offer so I went over to his place. There was absolutely no small talk. I walked in. We went directly to the bedroom and stripped. He stretched out on the bed naked and I went to work on his cock. He fingered my hole while I was getting his cock ready. Since he loves to rim, he told me to get on all 4s. He went back and rimmed my hole for like 5 minutes while I continuously hit poppers. Without any signal he stood up and shoved the full 9" up my tight ass. I squirmed but he held me down and slowly started moving it around. I reminded myself that this was what I was there for, and hit the poppers again. I loosened-up and he fucked my hole for what seemed hours, saying stuff like "I'm gonna shoot this toxic seed deep in your hole." I begged him to breed me. His cock got rigid and he started slamming into my hole as his poz cum hit the insides of my ass. He whispered "do you feel my seed, baby?" "Yes" I replied, as he kept pumping it into me. We had no small talk, just got dressed and left. His load is still in me, and I'm savoring it!
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It was the last day at my condo in Pembroke Pines, Florida, for my spring vacation this past April. I had an afternoon flight the next day and needed some fucking sex before I went home to my coop and job in New York City. That evening I prepared myself and headed out to Slammers on Sunrise Blvd just north of downtown Lauderdale. Wore a pair of trashed jeans, t shirt, no undershorts, lubed some Vaseline deep up my asshole and put a small rip down the crotch of the jeans so men would know I was a bottom anal pig. The night went really slowly. Lots of one-on-one action, but no real group action. It was a weekday and most of the action at Slammers is on the weekends. It was approaching 1 A.M. and I just about had it and made one more pit stop and was about ready to get my ass to leave when I heard a commotion in the side room next to the exit before the bar area. I walked in and three hot muscle studs were jacking and sucking each other. I was just planning a walk through from one side to the next when one of the men started to finger my hole through the rip in my jeans. He shoved his finger deep inside me and hit my prostate and I just stood there and moaned outloud "oh, fuck yeah." He then started to rough finger my asshole, unbutton my jeans and stroke my prick up and down at the same time. The second dude then pulled out some poppers and shoved them deep up my nostrils and just held the bottle under my nose. It must have been a new bottle as I started flying and just bent over the table next to the wall in the room as the third dude gently pushed me face down and with his feet spread my legs apart. One of the men then ripped open my jeans and quickly pushed his lubed prick deep inside my crack. He just started gently rubbing it up and down, up and down, until I began moaning for more. The poppers went up my nostrils again and his prick started pushing into my asshole. One of the guys took out a bottle of liquid lube and must have poured it right over my crack as I felt it leaking into my ass and down my legs. The poppers, the lubed dick sliding up me and the force of the men pushing me down relaxed my asshole until his prick was up me raw balls deep. First thing I said was, "wait, I'm NEG and not really into taking raw dick tonight, pull it out and don't put any sperm inside me. I kept repeating to him, "just don't cum in me, just don't cum in me." Then he took out the poppers and shoved it deep inside my nose holes holding it in place and asked me again, "don't what, dude?" I repeated, "don't cum in me man, I'm NEG, just don't cum in me," Again he said: "don't what?" don't what? don't what?" I said, "cum in me, cum in me, cum in me." One of the men bent over and looked me deep in the eyes and said: "when you walked in here with those split open jeans and let me put my cum lubed finger deep into your prostate and started moaning for more, you knew our baby juices were going inside you, it was just a matter of how willingly you were going to take them." Just then I felt the prick in my ass expanding and pulsing right before the warm rush of fluid filled my fuckhole. My first tensed up reaction was, oh shit!, I'm fucked, but I realized it's done. He then starts long dicking me deep inside and then outside, pushing the sperm out of my ass and into my crack. I felt warm and wet and I knew my ass was really creamy. As he was long dicking me, the same man that spoke to me before bent down again and whispered really softly in my ear, "calm down dude, you just got got." He put his tongue to my mouth and my tongue met his and we wet kissed and shared some warm spit. At the time I was not really sure what he was telling me, but I realized my ass was creamed and I just relaxed my hole, laid face down and rested my head on the corner of the table, spread my legs apart fully and willingly let each of them flood my hole with their sperm. In fact, at one point I reached into my front pocket and took out my own bottle of poppers and started sniffing hard each time they ripped open another part of my asswalls. Each of them pushed deep up my manhole and I pushed out to meet every fucking thrust, just laying there and repeating: "cum in me, cum in me, cum in." After they fully fucked the shit out of my butt they left me there face down on the table alone. I felt the warm creamy semen dripping slowly out of my asshole. The back of my jeans were split open and cum was seeping into what was left of the crotch of my pants and running down my legs. I quickly walked out of the club feeling like a slut and into the parking lot to my rented car. Standing in front of my car attempting to unlock the door, the man that bent over to chat with me came out of a nearby parked car and approached me. He told me I had a very fuckable asshole and that he hoped to see me there again soon. I asked him point blank: "what's your HIV status man?" His response was the same as he told me at the fuck bench: "calm down dude, you just got got." He then put his tongue to my lips and we once again deep kissed and shared some more warm spit. He also wrapped his arms around me and felt deep into my crack and roughly finger fucked the semen back into my creamy hole. Driving home on I-95 to my condo, I felt a stream of warm sperm start leaking out of my manhole. I was so turned on, I unbuttoned my jeans and jacked one out right on the I95 south and 595 west interchange. When I got to my condo, I took a hot shower and once again felt the sperm leak out of me and jacked another one off. I never really was given a straight answer about their HIV status, but I have a feeling my ass was tagged. It was spontaneous, not really giving me a chance to think through what I walked into, but worth it, and now I can't say my last night in Lauderdale was dull. Back in New York four weeks later, I got the nastiest virus. Coughing, sneezing, runny nose, night sweats, headaches, sore throat, the works hit me. I am NOT going to suggest here in any way it was the fuck flu, because this time of year in New York my allergies act out all the time. I went to see my doctor and was put on antibiotics for ten days, decongestants and a shit load of other meds. I'm fully recovered now, but I can't help thinking what he really meant when he said, "calm down dude, you just got got." My next vacation is this July, and I'm looking forward to going back to my condo and to Slammers and to that warm wet kiss that "got me got."
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I was introduced to the bathhouse culture a couple of years ago. Good tops are hard to find in Fort Myers, so I drove over to Ft. Lauderdale for Thanksgiving. I had chatted with a hot poz top on barebacksex.com (sure miss that site) who told me about that clubhouse. His description got my cock tingling. I'm an ex-body builder. Not ripped anymore and have a little gut. Guess some would call me a bear. I still work out a lot, and the poz top said my body-type would go over well in Ft. Lauderdale. So, off I went. I had barebacked several times but always the guy had said he was neg. I know better now. I found the sex club and got a room and a bottle of poppers. Now, poppers make me fuckin’ crazy. I would do anything with a poppers bottle under my nose. Also had some rock-gut whiskey I had brought, along with a couple Xanax. After getting a buzz, I dimmed the room, opened the door and offered my ass to the boys. After a few minutes, I felt a hand caressing my ass and exploring my hole. I don't even want to see a guy’s face, all I want the cock, so I reached over and fumbled under the guy’s towel to get a sense of his cock. It was eight inches and quite thick. My ass started immediately twitching. I swung around, repositioning myself on the bed, and started sucking his thick cock. I could taste the salty precum and couldn't wait to feel him in me. He must have felt the same way because he pulled me to my feet, and had me bend-over the bed, his tongue quickly enough snaking its way into my crack, getting it nice and wet. I love spit fucking, generally in preference to the use of lube. My sense is spit gives more friction to the top’s cock, the surest path I know to induce the top to fill me with his seed. Getting back to the occasion, he slipped his huge cock head in my hole and just kept it there for a few seconds. Then, as I love to do, I reached between my legs and groped around until I could feel his cock and balls. This apparently turned him on, because he smoothly slid his thick rod into my hole. Apparently sometime about this time, he reached over, and pushed the door closed. That sucked because I’m big on building the excitement by putting on a show, usually resulting in other tops tagging my ass or fucking my mouth. Well, he lasted about 10 minutes at which time he asked "where do you it?” “In my hole, man.” Where upon he grunted and I felt the hot spasms in my hole. Fuck, it was great. I never made eye contact with him. I was hitting the poppers every minute or so most emphatically needed more cock. He pulled out, fingered my hole as he murmured his thanks, and left, leaving the door open. Collapsing on my stomach, within a couple of minutes I felt someone begin fingering my fuck hole. Using the same technique I employed on my first fuck partner, I reached back and felt him up, again without making eye contact. His cock was about eight inches, uncut, and almost as thick as that of the first guy. Deciding to suck him, I turned over and pulled him towards my face. He was black, about 30 years or so, average body, somewhat hairy. A nice bush. I tongued his foreskin for a minute or two before I swallowed him. As his cock began to fill-out, he reached between my leg, skipping my cock and pole, but rather went straight for my hole. His interest was unambiguous. Within a couple of minutes he pulled me into standing position, told me to lean over the mattress, and entered my ass fast and hard. My kinda guy, in more way than one, because he left the door wide open and the light on. Naturally, we attracted traffic from the hallway, with several other guys angling to watch the action, and, presumably, play with each other. I was in bliss. Hitting the poppers every minute or two kept me horny as fuck, fully ready to accommodate this relatively dry, long-lasting fuck: I think he lasted about 20 minutes before he grunted something about coming. On the spur, I asked him to cum in my mouth. He pulled-out, I turned around and squatted in front of his cock. Just in time, as it turned out, because just as I took his cockhead in my mouth, the cum began to flow. I opened my mouth wider as he slid all the way down my throat, and shot one of the biggest and thickest loads I've tasted. I savored it in my mouth for a few seconds and swallowed it all, except for the few drops that went on my chest. With two loads down, clearly this was excellent - I had only been there for about an hour, tops. Although I wanted more, I stumbled to my feet, thanked him, and as he and the other guys moved on, I went out for a shower and to check out the scene. After a refreshing shower, I grabbed a fresh bottle of poppers from my room with the name brand of Ironhorse. I had never before used them. Holy shit were they strong. Thoroughly poppered, I wandered into the dark room, a long, hall-like space I had seldom before visited. My loss, because it was perfect for me or anyone for whom looks don’t particularly matter, but rather all that does matter is the availability of poppers and cock. Frankly, even if the top looks like he’s suffering from wasting, I don’t care. Just poppers and cock, sucking and getting fucked. Well, that's just what I got on this visit. I took off my towel and hands start brushing across my cock and ass. I know what I am looking for though and soon enough found it: a big, eight inch, thick, semi-hard cock. The guy was probably about 6'1" and probably 165 pounds - somewhat thin. He was probably a horny poz guy looking to get an anonymous blow job. I took a big hit of the Ironhorse and got an intense rush, dropped to my knees and could not get enough of that beautiful cock in my mouth. I sucked, licked and jerked him, feeling him grow steadily harder as I licked his balls and used my tongue on his head. I love taking a big hard hot cock and putting it across my face, feeling the heat of it, but then I would hit the poppers again and had to pleasure that cock. After about ten minutes, he started to spasm. His cock got even bigger and his cum started shooting into my hungry mouth. I never saw his face and for that matter I couldn’t really tell you his race. Fuck it was hot. I started walking back towards the entrance to the hall and bumped into a group of what felt like three guys. I bent over and sucked a big, thick, uncut cock. The guy was reaching for my ass so I stood up and leaned against the wall letting him have full access. I think he may have been attempting to fuck someone else, because he didn’t make any effort to fuck me, but contented himself by jamming his fingers into my hole. By no means was it bad, but I wanted dick, so I played for the attentions of another guy, and when he evidenced interest, I bent over, grabbed my ankles and just stuck my ass up in the air. He took the hint, and within seconds I felt an average thick cock, about seven inches start rubbing on my asshole. I hit the Ironhorse again and soon enough he was all the way in my asshole. It was fuckin’ hot getting fucked bareback by a hard cock while there were probably eight other guys fuckin’, kissing and sucking all around me and rubbing up against my body. Another big hard cock was shoved in my mouth, but it was hard to keep it in my mouth while I was bent over. The guy in my ass yelled, "take my cum" and he shot a load in my hole. After his cum-covered cock popped out, I tried to turn around and clean my ass juices off of him, but he left too quickly. That was fine by me, however, because another cock immediately took his spot and started fucking me until he also shot his load in my hole. I think I pleasured at least two more guys, taking their loads into my hole, and was about to leave to get a drink and stretch my legs, when a hunky Hispanic guy said, "that was hot watching you get fucked man." I thought about asking him how many guys just fucked me, because my head was a little fuzzy, but I didn't really care. I just knew that I was a happy, cum-filled whore. I hit the bathroom and then went to my room where I had a couple of hits of booze and popped another Xanax, and dimmed the lights. I wanted to try to simulate the sling position in my room. I opened the door and positioned one leg out against the wall to the right and the other leg up on the cabinet to the left. As you can imagine, this requires a fair degree of flexibility, but, being trained in the martial arts, I was fairly well prepared. It also helped that I was fairly tall (at 6'1"). Anyway, a guy came to the door. He was about 5’10”, 160 pounds, and said he had seen in the shower, and hoped I was a bottom. He dropped his towel: his cock was about seven inches, and a bit little thicker than average. I was wondering if he was going to fill my asshole with hot poz seed. He got on his knees and started to lick my asshole and my nuts. Guess he sucked my cock a bit, also. Man, I can still remember how good it felt. Now I've never been a big kisser, but if if I hit the poppers and your pushing your cock in my hole...then I’m game for a tongue snaking its way down my throat! I guess he read my mind, because even without my direction, he stood-up (after getting my hole nice and wet and my cock hard, and came towards me. Now remember my position: just like being in the sling, my hole hanging off the edge of the bed thing a couple inches. The fuckin’ tease was leaning over me and went for my arm pits, sucking and licking for all he's worth. It doesn't really do a lot for me, but knowing it turned him on made me hot. Meanwhile, his hard cock is poking into my right ass cheek. He was probably waiting for me to ask him if he's negative or poz, or to see if I gestured for a condom, but you know my response: fuck that shit. I was buzzed, horny and as far as I know, negative, but I want that raw dick. He was definitely pleased when I I reached around my leg and eased that big hard dick towards my ass lips. In fact, that was all he needed. He moved into position, grabbed his cock and shoved it in, and started fucking. I took another huff of poppers and he stuck his tongue down my throat. Fucking hot. Talk about sensory over-load. We fucked for about 15 minutes, during which time the light bulb in my room burned-out, so he had only the dim light from the hallway by which to see me. Eventually he had me stand up and bend over and fucked me in that position. Then, on my knees. Every time we switched positions I went down and sucked my butt hole juice and his pre cum off of his beautiful dick. Then he wanted me on my stomach. This would be the final position of the fuck. He teased my hole for a minute or so, rubbing his cock head around my ass lips, then shoved it in and started to pump. After a few minutes I asked if he could pull out and blow his load in my mouth. He replied he couldn’t ...he said he wouldn't last long enough. I thought to myself “Ok, give me your poz load.” He pumped a few more strokes and moaned, saying “here it comes, buddy.” His legs trembled as jets of sperm shot into my hole. Sweet! He left his cock in as he came down, and stirred his sperm around in my hole. Hmm, wonder why it seemed he was really trying to work that cum around in me? In any event, when he pulled out, I got to taste his cum as well as my ass when I licked him clean. What a hot fuck. I've had a lot of guys ask my status, and I say neg cause as far as I know I still am, but I only occasionally ask my tops. The last said he didn't know. I have never had a guy tell me to suck his poz cum out of his cock or say he was shooting his poz load into my ass, but that's all I can think about when I'm jacking-off. I've been looking around on BBRTS for poz guys in Ft. Lauderdale or even closer to Ft. Myers. I really want to hook up with a hung guy, knowing he's poz, and give my ass to him. Any takers out there? You can find me on virtually all the hook-up sites. My screen name is ____________. I’m looking for you! -
I was in one of my favorite porno stores cruising around. I kept seeing this guy that I had been with once before, back at school. He kept walking by and growling, I knew he was interested but I wasn't. The last time we had been together there were three of us just jerking off, I wanted more but no one else was interested. When we all finally came he had said something about it being "nice and safe." I had wanted to suck them both off so I could have cared less about being safe, even though at the same time I thought it might have been because he was poz. I kept on passing him by and walking around, but I couldn't find what I needed so I figured, "What the hell, I know he at least has a nice dick." I went into a booth, he followed and his dick was nicer than I remembered it to be. Long, not especially thick, but thick enough, nice foreskin with lots of precum. As soon as he saw mine he started sucking. I thought " Alright, this could be good after all." We then decided to get a room somewhere, so we left the ABS and found a room down the street at a cheap hotel - the kind of hotel hookers seem to favor. We stripped and started making out, falling onto the bed. He was so hot. We took a hit of poppers and stuffed our tongues in each others mouths. Then I got down to business and started sucking him, so much precum, it was so sweet. Then I was on my back and he was fucking my mouth. He slid down and started to kiss me, at the same time positioning himself to fuck me. I knew what he wanted and did not want him fucking me bare. His dick was right up against my ass, foreskin back and that precum still pumping. He slowly pushed and in a soft voice I said "no", he said yes and this went on as he slowly very very slowly worked his way in. He had not gotten far when I said more seriously "no" even though I really wanted it. That was when old reliable came into the picture. He put the poppers under my nose and that was it. When they hit I was like, "Oh God yes, fuck me" and I helped him ( as if he needed it) by crossing my legs behind him and bringing him all the way into my ass. That was all he needed. He started fucking nice and easy, pulling almost all the way out and then jamming it in as far as it would go. When he was getting close then he really started to fuck hard and when he shot his load deep in my ass, that was one of the hottest things that had ever happened. After we were talking about various scenes we had been in and he told me how much fucking around he had done in NYC before AIDS came along. I didn't ask and he didn't tell but whether he was or wasn't it was still one of the hottest fucking scenes ever. I fantasize about meeting him again.
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I had got in the habit of hitting Midtown Spa in LA whenever I had the occasional free afternoon. Usually focused on the sundeck, steam-room and pool. Getting involved with anyone was a side treat... the place is hit-or-miss so no suprises. One time, an older Hispanic Daddy kept after me while we were in the steamroom. Large build, medium height, he would come up behind me and start rubbing my shoulders, asking me to his room so that he could give me a full body rub. I wasn't into him so I would just say not now but thanks. Very few guys at the club so far. I wandered downstairs to the basement and traded bj's with another guy. I then headed up to the sundeck. Quiet, one other guy up there. I landed on a lounge and faded out for a while. After about 30 minutes, I felt a pair of hands on my lower back. The Hispanic Daddy was back, kneeling next to me and rubbing my muscles. Nothing was said, he just poured some oil on me, focused first on my lower back and then my ass. I was getting more relaxed from his hands-on and horny from his playing with my ass and his sliding his fingers around my hole. He asked again for me to go to his room and I finally gave in and followed him. Once there he pulled my towel off and had me lie face-down on the bed. He straddled my legs and went straight for my ass. Grabbing some lube or oil, he began working his hands all over my butt then through my crack, sliding his fingers into my hole. I'm getting hotter while he's moaning and working on me. He then backs up and begins to kiss and lick my ass. He covered both cheeks with his tongue, working his way down my crack, biting and licking every inch. My cock was driving into the mattress while he focused on my now soggy hole. I was pushing up against his face while he was licking deeper into my ass. He grabbed my hips and pulled me up from the bed then slammed his face against my ass and just dug in with his tongue, sucking on my hole and chewing on my asslips. He must have spent 20 minutes licking, sucking and chewing on my hole. After awhile, he backed away and just began to finger my hole again. I felt him apply more oil to my ass, sliding his fingers into me again and again, shoving more lube or oil into me. Next he began to slide his cock up and down through my asscrack. I was hot and getting in rhythm with his cock. He was in complete control by this time. I was willing for most anything. He would stop and gently push his cockhead against my hole then go back to riding my crack. I was not looking to getting fucked, but he had worn me down pretty well. He very slowly began to slide in and out of my ass with just his cock head. Part of my head was in panic, I hadn't been fucked for years at this time but I was in no position to put up an argument with him either, this was very painful but great, I was jello in his hands and was open to anything by now. He probably sensed my discomfort and handed me his poppers. "Take a couple of deep breaths and relax!!" Obviously they did their job. Within a couple of minutes I was floating. He kept going with the very slow shallow fucking for a while, then pushed his cock all the way in. I was loving this. He started deep fucking me, I could hear his breathing getting deeper, he fucked me harder with one hand on my shoulder and one twisting my nipple, I was oblivious to everything but his cock. Finally he slid his cock all the way into me (about 8"X6", uncut, very dark dick) and stopped. I could feel his cock throbbing as he pumped his load into me. He held me in place for a few more minutes with his cock still planted all the way inside my ass. He pulled out very slowly and told me not to move. He lowered himself and started to lick around my asshole again. He pulled my ass wide and drove his tongue back into my me. He licked and sucked everything he could out of me, all of his cum and any ass juices I had left. The guy was good!!! He had been at my butt for what turned out to be almost two hours. I was drained. He sat back and just kept blowing on my hole while finger-fucking my butt. I was instantly addicted to poppers. I had never experienced anything like this. Inhibitions gone, no care at all of who was fucking me...now I was focused on getting more cock more and more often..
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I'm 47, still neg, and have been barefucking as a top for close to 10 yrs. I love to fuck and couldn't get enough of the feeling of a guys tight asslips wrapped around my cock as I'm pumping my cum into his butt. On occasion I'd flip for the right guy and we'll fuck one another until we both pass out. I hadn't been a chaser and up until a couple of years ago, always had a poz or unknown partner wrapped, just in case. That changed after a couple of very educational encounters. One involved a friend who has been poz for close to 15 yrs. He's African-American, 44, 5'9", 170, nice solid build. He's also got one of the most beautiful hairless butts I have ever seen, along with an amazing 9X6 cock that leaks an endless supply of precum. We started as massage partners about two years ago. A good massage exchange on the weekends to deal with the stress from work and just enjoy each others company. We slowly started to include sex when we got together, especially as we are always nude during the massages. During one of our sessions, I was faced down on a futon and he was sitting on my upper thighs while leaning over and working on my upper back. He would usually be sitting on my butt during this, and now I could feel his cock bouncing and riding along my ass crack each time he leaned into my upper back. I was already very relaxed from the body work he had done and was now caught-up with the sensation of his cock riding on my butt. He worked his oiled hands down my back to my ass. He added more oil while he worked on my butt cheeks, constantly sliding his fingers into my crack and teasing my hole. I noticed that he never scooted back from his position on my upper legs so his cock was also getting involved with the oil, sliding through my crack and across my ass. By now I'm in complete surrender to him. He's working my ass and I can feel him poking and stretching my hole with both his fingers and the head of his cock. (Let me tell you now that he's fucked me before but always with a condom.) I relaxed my ass as much as possible (he is a big guy!) and felt him push just his cockhead back and forth through my hole a few times. (I had just gotten into poppers and found that I become very relaxed and desperately horny to get fucked when I use them.) I caught-up with his momentum, pushed up against him on his in stroke and felt about 3 or 4 inches enter me. He got the hint and slid his dick all of the way in. He started slowly fucking me and I reached back to feel and squeeze his cock and ball sack as he fucked my ass. Yeah. no condom... That thought passed away after two seconds and from then on all that mattered was my flexing my ass muscles to milk that cock. I reached back and pulled him as deep as possible into me. He started growling as he fucked me, I pulled my knees in and kept one hand on his ass and the other massaging his nuts and throbbing cock as it passed in and out of my ass. I could feel his cock starting to thicken as he pounded me faster and harder. I squeezed my ass as tight as possible and felt him start to pull out. I grabbed his ass again, pulled him against me and felt his cock pump his cum into my ass. I was overwhelmed with the whole effect of the poppers and getting fucked raw. No doubts, just unbelievable sex. Since then, we've both been going raw and I'm taking his load much more often then he's been taking mine. I've gone from being a vers/top to almost completely raw bottom. I don't deal with condoms any longer and don't miss them.
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Pozzing the Unexpecting Mancunt in NYC
Hotload84 posted a topic in Bug Chasing & Gift Giving FICTION
I'm a good looking guy in my 30's, clean cut, handsome, and masculine. I’m not bragging; it’s just a fact. I turn a lot of dudes on, and can pretty much Fuck whomever I want. All August had been hot here in NY, and my affinity for places where us Sleazeballs congregate had never been greater. I headed out Saturday night, thinking about Fucking, get Fucked, Blow Jobs, and Rimming. At a bar in the East Village, this guy was PISSING next to me. "You’re pretty cute." I was playing with him like I do with everyone in the bars. I was so certain I’d have sex sometime that night, that I didn’t give a fuck whether he approved of my Cum-On or not. "You’re pretty sexy yourself—and well hung," he commented, peering over the partition. He leaned over and cupped his hand to capture my Stream. “Tasty, too," he added, as it dripped down his shirt. That was so Sleazy, it got me going. “Hold that thought!" He finished pissing while I latched the door. I pissed down his throat. We talked a minute while guys banged at the door. He gave me a kiss and undid his belt and jeans (no underwear). He was beautiful—that lanky type whose dick looked like it was starving the rest of his body. I asked his name—Matt or Matthew. His age—26. I’d have guessed 28 to 31. The pounding of the bladder-full bitches got our attention, so we got out of the john. He wanted to me to meat his Buds; but I wanted him all to myself, so I told him I’d catch him later on. I spotted a solid New Jersey or Long Island dude with a baseball cap low over his eyes in the corner. That used to be me. So I introduced myself and we had a beer. Joey was Catholic, Gay, Guilty and Sleazy, but didn’t know it yet. He was 28, Italian, and had a great build, which he was NOT showing off. How modesty turns me on! Matthew came up to our table and joined us. After a few beers, we started doing Poppers and kissing. The bar was getting crowded. Matt’s friends came over, and I thought Joey was gonna split because he looked kinda out of place. But I really wanted to do him. So I followed him into the bathroom. He was drunk, unsteady, and groggy. I put his hand on my Cock; and he went for It and blew me. “Don't Cum in my mouth, OK?” I held the Poppers under his nose. He inhaled for what seemed like minutes. I turned his cap backwards. Again, guys were banging on the door. “FUCK OFF!” I yelled, and Joey sucked faster and faster. I grabbed him under the shoulders and made him half-stand while he blew me. I undid his jeans, bent over, and fingered his Hole. It smelled manly and funky from sitting and sweating all night and drove me insane. I let him blow me some more and pulled my Cock out of his mouth and started jacking while he nibbled my balls. I wanted to get POZ Scum on my fingers. I kept a hand on my Dick and fingered his Ass. “I DON’T GET FUCKED.” I massaged my POZ Precum into his Hole. He was clueless. He was doing Poppers like crazy. Like a good little girl, he kept trying to push my hand away from his Pussy. Like the perverted Faggot I am, I couldn’t get enough of his Mancunt. He was so into Sucking, he couldn’t keep it all straight; so he finally gave up. “I'm just gonna rub my Dick against your Ass.” In a totally unexpected change of heart, he backed onto my Dick. I held the Poppers under his nose and pressed in. I could tell he really didn’t get Fucked much, if at all; and my Shaft was about to hit that spot where I couldn’t go further without hurting him or scaring him off. “OK, its just my finger now,” and I stuck it in past that point. I was dripping PreCum like crazy, fantasizing about BREEDING his Ass, and all of a sudden my finger slipped in, to the hilt. I was about to pop, so I shoved my DEATHSTICK back up his Hole, all the while telling him how good my “finger” felt. I shot my POZ Load up his Pussy, but I didn’t want to freak him out. So I made a show of quickly pulling out and jacking what little Jism I could muster on the floor. He looked kinda relieved and commented that he’d never done that before. We cleaned up, and ended up getting kicked out by the Bouncer. We were out on the street, and it was close to 4 AM. The bars close at 4. I realized I’d lost Matthew. I asked the Bouncer if I could run back in to look for a friend. He said, “No!” I looked up and down the street and thought I saw Matthew entering a Sex Club just across 2nd Ave. I asked Joey if he’d ever been across the street. ‘Uh-uh.” “Cum on. I'll take you.” Inside we walked a big circle in search of Matt. I spotted a buddy named Brian, mid 40's, tats, solidly built, and as sweet guy as he was tough—and totally POZZED UP—the nastiest Cum giver/taker you’d ever want to meat. I remember him saying 3 years ago when he first Fucked me, “I wanna Cum in you. I want to charge you with my Bug. You’ll be my POZ boy forever.” We also talked a lot about converting young naïve NEG guys like Joey. Again Joey surprised me again—shamelessly hitting on Brian. Brian found us a large booth. We were barely inside when Joey dropped to his knees to blow Brian. I bit Joey’s Tits, and he sucked our POZ DICKS. I fed Joey my Poppers, and my Dick was drooling, as I watched Brian finger-fuck Joey's Ass. Brian whispered, ”I'm tearing up the little Cunt’s Ass so you can shoot your POZ Jism right into his bloodstream.” After that, I couldn’t hold back. I plowed into Joey and pounded his Mancunt. The Poppers had him so relaxed, his Ass involuntarily plunged back against me. He was as fucking high as a Faggot could get and remain on his feet. I shot my second POZ Wad up his unsuspecting Mancunt and murmured to Brian that I’d already barebacked Joey once at the bar. Brian skewered his own Venomous Dipstick into the Pussy, whipping and blending my froth with his own—into a two-man, two-poison Foam. Joey pulled off his shoes and his pants so he was totally nude. Brian and I did the same. I felt the slimy, sticky Scum from the last dudes to occupy the booth adhere to my feet. So there we were, Power-Fucking Joey, who hours before, had wanted to know if I was “safe”. I asked Joey if we could make it a foursome; and he said, "Sure—long as he tops.” I opened the door and there, right across from our booth, was Matthew, watching everyone scurry about, while we were busy converting young Joey. We locked eyes; he smiled, and entered our booth . He was surprised, but pleased, to discover Joey and Brian. The long and short of it was—everyone clicked. “We got kicked out of the bar. Guess we were fooling around too long in the bathroom.” “That was you guys? I had to piss so bad I came over here.” “I thought I saw you walk in.” He started to blow me then Joey then Brian. Anyway, we did the usual stuff 4 guys do in a booth. Brian and I fucked and shot in both Joey and Matthew—the POZ inculcating the NEG. We walked Joey out at 6 AM and put him in a cab with my phone number and email address. I haven’t heard from him yet. We kissed Brian goodbye; and Matt came home with me, and we slept until 7 that night. We ordered Chinese in and watched Sex and the City while I played with his Hole. “I know this is stupid after last night—but do you know your Status?” “Yeah.” I thought he was going to ask which was I was. Instead he cautioned, “I don't know whether I'm POZ or NEG. I’m sorry. I should have told you.” “Nothing personal. It’s none of your business, but I’m POZ.” He looked shocked and confused, his situation precarious, since his legs were already perched on my shoulders. I was ready to POZ FUCK him again. “You get a CHARGE out of this?” “No, but you might.” His smile twisted into a concupiscent leer. “Just do me a favor. When you’re ready to shoot, look me straight in the eye.” I did, and will do so again. After dinner, I will unload more of my POZ JISM up his beautiful Hole, and glare into his eyes at the Moment of Truth.-
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