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If you're poz and looking to fuck and breed a hole, you're my type of top. I'm in Towson and can host in my place. Hit me up.
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Anonymous NEG bottom seeking all loads. NLR don't need your name just you seed. Looks don't matter as long as you have a cock and a load or six. Poz and Aids cocks major plus. Will meet you at the truck stops, over night parking, your hotel, a park, a secluded bathroom..... You name it and I'll probably go for it. Loads in my ass are what matter most. Love raunchy poz talk.
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Im hosting a get together for my 28th birthday on July 1st starting at 7pm. Message me for more details no pop, poppers are ok, no load refused btw I'm currently neg and on prep
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I hit a lull after dumping my poz juice in three guys, so I decided to check out the maze area. Maybe I'd luck out and find a cum whore taking loads from a group in the back. If nothing else, I could make out, get my nipples and dick sucked and work up a huge load to breed my next pig. That's where I saw him: 6'4" and 200 pounds of lean, well-chiseled muscle. His body was an instant turn-on, but it was the salt-and-pepper hair on his head and fur on his chest that caught my eye. He looked early to mid 50s, a rugged mix of age and muscle that sets the standard for younger guys. I wasn't looking for a fuck, but some hot body contact, kissing and chemistry that comes from intense man-to-man action between two experienced studs. I followed him into a dark corner, walked up and locked my mouth onto his nipple. As I sucked and chewed like a hungry baby, he let out a moan and pulled me into his furry pecs. He pulled my mouth up to his and shoved his hot tongue into the back of my throat. What a fucking HOT kisser! We dropped our towels and went at each other like dogs in heat. I shoved my tongue into his armpit and slurped his ripe smell and sweat. He went down on my fat dick while I reached over and fingered his tight muscle hole. We drew a crowd of spectators as we pawed each other for almost 10 minutes, kissing, licking, pounding, biting and working each other like animals. Finally, I asked him to come to my room. I never bring guys to my room, because it's where I go to chill between fucks. But I was totally into this guy, and I didn't want any distractions. We were hungry for each other, and I began to think I just might fuck this muscle daddy after all. As soon as I closed the door behind us, the tables turned. This fucker was ALL OVER ME, pushing me back on the bed and jumping on top like a fucking gorilla. He only had about 10 pounds on me, but he used his 6-inch height advantage to pin me down. Not that I resisted - this fucker was on fire, and the passion was overwhelming. He bit deep into my neck, shoulder and pecs, leaving huge marks all over my torso. I did the same to him, alternately slamming my fist into his pecs and clawing at his back as he gripped me like a sumo wrestler. The room was hot and the sweat was pouring off us as we kissed, slurped, grunted, sucked, bit and pounded every inch of each other. Finally, he slammed his pecs against mine, wrapped his arms around me like a boa constrictor and gagged me with his hot tongue. I thought I was going to shoot my wad without even touching my dick! The haze of lust was so thick that I didn't even realize what was happening as his massive thighs forced my legs apart. Reality hit when I felt his hard 8 inches probing my hole. This stud wanted to fuck me! This sure as hell wasn't how it was supposed to go. But he had me trapped physically and mentally, and I was primed to give this hot fucker anything he wanted. He threw my legs over his shoulders, lubed his 8-inch rod with spit and pressed it against my rarely fucked hole. I took a huge hit of Jungle Juice, tried to relax and struggled to prepare myself for the searing pain I knew was coming. JESUS FUCKING CHRIST!!! It was EXCRUCIATING! His dick wasn't as fat as mine, but my tight muscle hole hadn't been violated in more than six months, and the pain was fucking unbelievable. He forced his way in like I do, using his strength and body weight to thrust deep inside in one stroke. I tried to relax with deep breaths and lots of poppers, but I could feel every tear as his cock ripped my guts. He raised his hips and pressed my legs into my chest (another favorite starting position of mine), allowing his hard tool to drill straight down into my bowels. I was totally off balance in this position and dizzy from poppers, and I couldn't have pushed him off me even if I wanted. He was crazed with lust, and he fucked with such a frenzy that that even if I had said no, he would have just raped me. I know, because he fucked like I fuck. Only this time, I was the "victim." "You want to own my ass, stud? Then you gotta claim it. FUCK ME, MAN! SHOOT YOUR LOAD IN THAT MUSCLE ASS! I WANNA FEEL YOUR HOT JIZZ SPEWING ALL OVER MY GUTS!" "YEAH STUD, I'M GONNA BREED YOU GOOD! GOT A HUGE LOAD FOR YOUR STUD CUNT!" "IS IT POZCUM, BUDDY? IF YOU'RE GONNA RAPE MY ASS, YOU BETTER BE SHOOTING SOME HOT BUG INSIDE THERE!" "FUCK YEAH, STUD! IT'S 100 PERCENT DIRTY FUCKING POZ SHIT! IS THAT WHAT YOU WANT, FUCKER? YOU WANT MY SICK STRAIN? HUH? IS THAT WHAT YOU WANT?" He started pounding harder, and I clawed his back, pulling him inside to make sure I got every trace of poison in his balls. "FUCK YEAH, STUD! YOU KNOW THAT'S WHAT I WANT! DO IT, FUCKER! GIVE ME YOUR FUCKING POISON, PIG! BREED ME!" In a blur this muscle daddy flipped me over on my stomach and slammed hard against my back. He pinned my wrists over my head, and I could feel his dick growing inside as his pace and breathing increased. I glanced in the mirror and saw this fucking animal raping me, our muscles straining as he assaulted my hungry hole and I struggled to meet every thrust. He began biting my neck and back, and I growled like a hungry animal while I cursed and pleaded with him to RAPE AND BREED ME, FUCKER! "GODDAMN FUCKER, HERE IT CUMS! FUCK YEAH, YEAH! TAKE THAT FUCKING NASTY BUG, FUCKER! YEAH, I'M BREEDING YOUR STUD CUNT RIGHT NOW, FUCKER! ARRRRRGH!" I felt his cock explode inside me with torrents of hot cum, his poison coating my shredded guts and flowing into my body tissue and my bloodstream. He let go of my wrists and locked his arms around my chest, biting my shoulder and gripping me like a spider clings to his prey as the venom seeps inside. I went limp, and he turned me on my side so I could watch in the mirror as he continued thrusting his dick to work his bug deep inside my guts. He twisted my head in his huge arms and pulled my mouth to his face, fucking my mouth with his tongue and spit while he fucked my ass with his dick and poison. After a few minutes he stopped, and we both drifted off to sleep with me locked in his arms and his juices fermenting in my ass. I hoped I never would wake up. More to cum.... Edited March 10, 2015 by PozFetishPig
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My boy got a promotion at work recently, possibly due to the fact that he took a client's raw POZ load. We decided to take a weekend off to celebrate and caught a cheap flight to New Orleans. We checked in to the hotel and got naked as soon as we were in the room. After rimming his hole good, I fucked my load deep into his guts. I knew we were going to have a long celebratory night and didn't want my boy lost on Bourbon Street without his hole naturally lubed up in case anything happened. After a few pretty tame straight bars, we wound up at a really seedy gay bar, the kind with male strippers standing on the bar, with lots of flashes of cock for decent tippers. I'm sure you southern boys know the one I'm talking about. Anyway, we had already had a few drinks, and my boy was feeling frisky. The boys on the bar were all skinny, like meth skinny, but cute, and really working hard for their money, grooving against each other, and pulling down their undies to give the johns flashes of their unimpressive flaccid cocks. Emboldened by my own buzz, I told my boy, “You're so much hotter than these sluts. And you're not on tina so you can keep a hardon!” The fat middle-aged fucker sitting on the stool next to us seemed intrigued. He bet my boy $50 that he couldn't outshine the “professional” dancers. Had I been sober, I might not have egged my drunken slutty boy on. After a shot or two of tequila, my boy joined the skinny meth heads on the bar. The rest of the patrons were hooting and hollering in his support. He climbed up onto the bar and started gyrating with the pros. One of the skinny dancers started grinding against my boy's crotch. My boy was shucking off his clothes as fast as he could, flinging his cute polo shirt and then his shorts across the room. By the time he was just down to his jockstrap, he was totally hard and his dick was pressing against the cloth, ready to be free. The dancer pulled his undies down and rubbed his ass against my boy's hard cock through his jock. I was so turned on. I reached down to my shorts to unzip my fly and free my own boner. I looked around and realized I wasn't the only patron sprouting wood. There must have been five or six other guys jerking off to the wild scene unfolding on the bar. As their dirty grinding got more and more intense, I saw my boy's jock totally soaked with precum. Just then, the fat fucker next to me squatted down in front of me and swallowed my dick all the way and started to deepthroat me. The bartender leaned forward to get a better look, then smiled, and nodded his own approval. He leaned forward again and shouted over the music, “That dude with you?” “Yup,” I nodded. “You okay with him fucking POZ meth heads?” “I am now!” He grinned again, poured me another shot and leaned back to enjoy the scene. By then, my boy had pulled the jock aside and was rubbing his shiny cockhead against the dancer's hot pucker. This skinny kid was pulling apart his asscheeks as wide as possible, trying desperately to impale himself on my boy's pole. Lubed with precum and spit, I saw almost at my eye-level, my boy's rigid cock sink deeply into this meth head's raw hole. I grabbed my cocksucker's head and spun him around, 1), so he could enjoy the scene, and 2), so I could pull down his pants and get some raw hole of my own to enjoy. All around us, the bar was devolving into chaos, with dudes fucking, sucking, and jerking the guys next to them or on top of them. As my boy was going to town on his own new friend's skinny ass, my guy was offering up his own wide round slutty hole. I spit on his hole once or twice and shoved up two fingers, getting him primed and ready. By the time I was balls deep, my boy was royally fucking this POZ dancer. I could see the dancer's limp tina dick bouncing around, and it made my mouth water. My dude was whimpering loudly as I plowed with long and deep strokes. I looked up in time to see my boy lurch forward planting his own questionable long-untested load deep in the dancer's skinny taught hole. I asked my guy if he wanted my load, and he had the nerve to say, “Oh yeah, cum on my face!” What a waste of good cum. So I pulled out and climbed up on the bar. With my boy's help, I planted my dick deep in the dancer's slack well-used hole. My fucker didn't seem to mind and was fisting his little dick enjoying the scene. I was going to town on the dancer's ass, when I saw that my boy had climbed down into the area behind the bar, and was bending over, now taking the bartender's dick. I couldn't see, but I assumed it was raw, just the way we like it. As I shot my load deep into the dancer's cummy guts, I saw the bartender flip my boy over onto the bar and stick it back in, leaning forward to tongue my boy's slutty mouth. I pulled out of the dancer's hole and hopped down into the bar area, squatting down to lick the bartender's raw cock as it pulled and pushed into my boy's slackening hole. I managed to squeeze two fingers into my boy's hole along side the bartender's bare cock. He seemed to like the added pressure, and shot ropes of fresh cum into my boy's hole, as they locked mouths in a passionate sloppy kiss. By then, everyone at the bar who intended to fuck had already cum or was close to it. The meth head was lumbering around bug-eyed touching bodies and fingering holes. Once everything had died down a little, we went in search of our clothes. I managed to find everything of min except for my underwear, which I suspect were pocketed by my fat fucker as a souvenir. My boy found his sandals and shorts, but not his shirt. As we were leaving, my fat fucker shoved a $50 bill into my boy's hand. We stumbled back to our hotel, and I was so turned on by what had happened, I planted my third load of the night deep in my boy's hole, working the bartender's cum deeper and deeper with each thrust. We decided to hit up that bar again the following night. Hot times in New Orleans. -
i take my first known poz cock down my throat https://serodiscordantcanuck.wordpress.com/2016/06/10/pozitivity-down-the-hatch/
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I got there to the baths and started breeding holes almost immediately. Lost track of how many but I know it was at least seven or eight loads, including more than one in a few guys who have become almost regular fuck buds there. They were all hot fucks, but the last one of the night (ain't it almost always the last one of the night?) set a new standard for me. It never would have happened as recently as a month ago. But since joining these groups, I've become addicted to bug. I'm a man on a mission. It was almost 3 a.m., and I was dead tired but determined to spew my poison strains in one more hole before calling it a night. After several passes through the corridors and the maze area, I finally found my target. He was on hands and knees in a room, his butt in the air, lube on the mattress and no condoms in sight. I zoomed in, shut the door and immediately started fingering his hole. It was dry, indicating I would be his first load of the night. I love shoving my fat dick into a butt full of jizz - it's the best lube - but knowing I would be first also meant I'd stretch and tear his hole so that my poz bug would go right into his bloodstream. Awesome! Before I could get on his ass, though, he moved his hot wet mouth to my huge pig nipples and began sucking and chewing like a mad man. FUCKING AWESOME! Most guys seem to go right for the dick, but my nips are even more sensitive than my cock, and getting them worked gets me rock hard. After a bit I pulled his head up and shoved my tongue into his mouth, and we kissed like there was no tomorrow. The chemistry was intense, and I knew this was going to be a really great fuck. He was a white kid, mid to late 20s, about 5-foot-7, maybe 150 pounds, slim and lightly muscled - not a twink, but a good boy who was gonna get a huge load of daddy's poz juice. I'm 41, Latino, 5-foot-10 and almost 190 pounds of solid muscle, and my thick and heavy meat was already dripping as I thought about how I would take his boy pussy: Start on his back, then turn him over and fuck him like a dog before I pinned him down with my muscles and shot a thick, juicy load of poison cum in his cunt. "Oh fuck me, daddy! Fuck your bitch! I need your fucking dick SOOO bad!" That was all I needed to hear. His legs were up in the air in no time, and my dick was lubed and aiming at his puckered hole … when it happened: The goddamned fucker whipped out a condom. It caught me totally off guard and made me fucking madder than hell. Fucking tease! I couldn't believe this was happening. If it had been earlier in the night, I would have jumped off him in a heartbeat and stormed out with a monster hard-on in search of the first hole I could find. But it was late, and I didn't want to do that this time - so I took a chance. I took the rubber from his hand, threw it on the floor and immediately shoved my lubed dick into his tight hole. It took all of my body weight to pin him down as the surprise and pain gripped his body. He tried to push me off, but I was clearly too strong for him. "Sorry, fucker. I don't do rubbers." I was pissed as hell, and I held him tight as his hole stretched and twitched around my invading pole. "Bareback only." He didn't say anything coherent, but he grunted and tried to push me off with his legs. "C'mon, bitch, you know you want it! You were begging me to fuck your cunt! You fucking need this, boycunt!" But he clearly was having second thoughts about the whole scene, so I decided to change my approach. "Come on, baby, take daddy's dick. You can do it, boy…" I eased up a bit on his body and tried a more seductive approach. "You got a real sweet boy pussy, and daddy wants to make you feel good." A little nasty encouragement was all he needed. He gave in immediately, shifting his hips so that his hole was right in line with my dick inside him, and started babbling like a baby. "OH GOD, daddy, I need your cock inside me so bad! Please fuck me, daddy! Please fuck me! Please fuck me!" He worked my nipples and kept talking like a whore in heat, and that was all I needed. My dick was rock hard, partly from his response and partly because I knew I was truly going to breed him. The guy must be neg - or at least must think he's neg - if he wanted me to use a rubber. I looked over by the edge of the pillow and saw he had a whole stash of 'em there. That only made me fuck him harder, determined to show him what happens to a fucking tease. "I'm gonna breed your pussy, boy. You know that? You're gonna get daddy's hot seed deep in your cunt. That's what you really want, you fucking bitch, isn't it? You want a hot daddy to fuck you and use you and breed you like a whore, don't you?" "OH GOD, DADDY, YES!!! That's what I want! That's what I need! Please fuck me, Daddy. Please fuck me! … But please pull out before you cum, daddy, please!" The fucking bastard! He was too fucking stupid to be real! Did he really think I would not breed his hole at this point? As long as I live, I will never understand the "logic" of these neg guys who think they can take raw dick and stay neg. What stupidity. What arrogance. "Sorry, fucker. I don't do rubbers, and I don't pull out. You're getting daddy's dick and his load, just like you want it…. Get ready, boy, because Daddy's gonna breed ya!" He just kept moaning and pushing back to meet my thrusts, and that was all the sign I needed. "HERE IT CUMS, BOY! HERE CUMS DADDY'S HOT SEED! GODDAMN YEAH, FUCKER, I'M SPRAYING MY STUD JUICE DEEP IN YOUR GUTS RIGHT NOW!" Walking around for almost an hour before I met this kid, I had worked up a huge load of hot cum. I coated the whole inside of his pussy with poz seed, so much that I could feel it squirting over and over as my balls pumped over and over again. I shoved my tongue deep inside his mouth and rammed my hips into his small body for all I was worth, determined to plant my poison bug so deep in his guts that he'd taste it in the back of his throat. I kept kissing him deep and telling him what a good boy he was as I thrust inside him for another minute or two, determined to work the poison into his pussy walls good so that none would spill out and it would all go straight into his blood stream. "Oh daddy… Oh daddy…. Oh, daddy…." He just kept muttering, too weak, shocked or both to do anything but lie there and feel my poz juice seep into his system. I don't remember the last time I had such a fucking intense orgasm. Almost as soon as it subsided, I was ready to go. I wondered for a moment if he came too, but then I decided that I didn't really care. It was all about me giving him what he fucking needed. It's what I fucking needed, too.
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Visiting Adelaide last 2 weeks of June and seeking poz tops to convert me. Can host in my hotel in CBD and will nto refuse any cock or cum. Other kinks more than welcome.
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(Understand I'm familiar with this site and I am aware of the risks I take with bb sex) I also did a full set of labs with my doc last Tuesday and the ghon/chlam came back negative. Nothing on syphillis and HIV. (Just haven't gotten results back, no confirmed things yet) I had three sex partners since my last test. One came inside, one didn't...so he said but I was a bit wet. Perv from San Francisco (my worry). For those that have gotten HIV if you did not get the "fuck flu" that we see in a lot of erotic stories here.... Which I have not. This is what I got: - runs for two weeks (irregular diet and lots of energy drinks... Hoping it's just irritation of the gut) -I did have two out of place canker sores in my mouth out of the blue... - two weeks ago and after messing around with SF dude, I had night sweats 1 or two evenings. Everyone at work was getting sick but me so I thought maybe I was just getting some of their symptoms.... I get this doesn't look good and well I'll find out this upcoming week for sure.... It's weird how much I fantasy on these stories here, in real life I'm completely not feeling that fantasy in real life.... Nice or rude comments I guess I'd appreciate any response to this, even more so for your experience if you have gotten HIV and see if anything you experienced is similar to mine. I would have been on PreP too.... Yet my last two doctors didn't know anything about prep. Conservative heterosexual doctors who are completely out of touch with homosexuality. Even after I gave them information on civilian doc's who could walk them through the process of getting a patient on Truvada. They blew it off. >.
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Monday, Day 1 I waved goodbye to my wife as she drove off to spend two weeks with her sister at some spa. She does this quite often and I always end up enjoying myself when she does. First, just because it is healthy for couples to spend some time apart, but also because it lets me do some stuff I would rather she not know about. See, although I love my wife, and I consider myself straight, I have a secret: every now and then I login in to one of the gay sites, get out some lube and my poppers, strip down to a jock and search for guys to have phone sex with. I would edge myself for hours until I couldn’t hold back anymore. I know a lot of build up for something pretty tame but hey, we all have our quirks. Plus I figure it is the safest version of cheating on her I can do. I mean it isn’t like I am going to catch anything from my hand. After she left I went back inside the house and finished getting ready for work. Just as I was about to leave a kinky thought popped in my head and I ran upstairs. Stripping of my suit pants and boxer briefs I grabbed my jock from the drawer and slid into it. I love the way the black Bike jock framed my ass. My Polish, Irish mix looks great in black, the pale skin and dark black dense body hair just looks great. My cock gave a slight twitch at my kinky thought, but before I let it go too far I got dressed and headed out. All day while at work I felt that jock hugging my ass and the tight pouch pressing my cock and ball tight against my body. I ended up having to take a quick bathroom break more than once as I could feel the precum, which felt super slick, particularly when I was walking, dripping between my legs and over my ass. Finally the end of the day came and I started home from work. The constant stimulation all day made me really horny and all I could think about. I just wanted to get home strip down and find some guys for some phone edging. As I got home climbed out of my car, I saw my neighbor and waved hello. My wife and I are friendly enough with my neighbors. The two men moved in about three years earlier, and I've found them to be a sweet, well-balanced couple with whom my wife and I have occasionally extended invitations to neighborhod parties. As soon as I got inside I started ripping off my clothes off and throwing them everywhere. Fuck it, there was no one home but me to bitch, so I could do whatever I wanted. Stripped to my jock I made my way to the garage where we have a second fridge and (naturally) where I hide my poppers. I love the feel of walking around more or less naked. In addition, the garage just smells amazing. I felt a little self-conscious as I passed in front of several windows, but part of me was enough of an exhibitionist that I sort of liked the idea that I might be caught. In any event, when I reached the fridge I grabbed my Berlin XXX and, again a little self-conscious, I hesitated for only a moment before I twisted the cap and took a sniff, then another, and another, and yet another. A flush came over me so, of course, I took another deep breath. The slightly smell of the garage, gasoline and unfinished lumber, combined with my own body musk, overwhelmed me. By now the idea of being watched also made my cock twitch. Before I could change my mind I lay down on the dirty floor and started working my nipples. The popper rush flooded my senses, invoking a guttural moan. My hand wandered down, pulled aside the jock pouch, and took my cock to task. Seven uncut inches, possessing lots of foreskin, and dripping precum, stood straight up from my dense bush. With deep pleasure my hand began to jack myself. Each time I raised my arm I caught the scent of my pits, and a sense of deep satisfaction controlled me. This was what it was to be a man. I managed to grab the bottle and take another couple of hits, but never did I pause in pleasuring my cock. Fuck, it was so hot: mostly naked on the filthy garage floor, all the little manly smells, my ass on the cold concrete. Normally I would edge but I just wanted to shoot my load so bad,and after four more hits and I can’t help it: the sweat dripped off me as I fucked my hand. I ran my hand through my chest hair and start to lick the salty sweat mix. It tasted so good. I was getting closer and could feel myself reaching the point of no return. Just to push myself over the edge, I grabbed the bottle of poppers to take another hit when I heard a knock at the front door. Startled I immediately stop stroking, capped the bottle, shoved my dripping cock back in my jock strap, I cast about to hide the poppers, and settled on shoving them in the pouch next to my cock. Then, making my way to the front of the house, I grabbed some running shorts and a tank top from the laundry room, pulling them on within seconds, and opened the front door - a little sweaty, perhaps, but respectable. To my surprise, my my neighbor was standing on the stoop, dressed in some running gear. “Hey, I saw the wife leave and figured you might be lonely on your first day, so I figured to invite you out for a run with me and Tom. Gotta make sure you don’t end up with a Dad bod. Although looks like you might have already been working out. You look a bit flushed” I panicked a bit and without thinking just replied 'Sure', and asked what time he wanted to get together. "We usually run around 6:00 during the summer. We head from our development through the park at the end of the block, around the high school and then back. Takes about an hour and has a nice variation in terrain so you don’t get bored." I paused for a second, and without thinking shifted my weight from one foot to the other. The bottle move in my pouch and and involuntary 'Fuck' crossed my mind as it slid out of the leg of my shorts and hit the carpet. Thankfully if bounced behind the door and I don’t think he saw it. In any event, I confirmed I'd be over at 6:00 PM for a run and, upon closing the door, I fall against it, breathing heavily, completely relieved I had managed not to let on what I was doing. Then, taking a couple deep breathes to clear my lungs I headed upstairs to take a quick shower. Yeah, I know it's stupid to shower if one is going running, but I knew there was a ton of crap on my back that I had picked-up from the garage floor. Afterwards I got out of the shower, grabbed a fresh jock and clean running shorts, checked myself in the mirror and went downstairs for a light snack before heading over to the neighbors'.
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Took a load today in the changing room at the community pool. Put up a quick connect ad on Bbrt and got 2 tops to respond. First to arrive was a young black top with a great body and a nine inch cock. I was waiting in the changing room. He came in, locked the door and said, "get on your knees bitch." I happily obliged and he skull fucked me for about five minutes. Then he yanked me to my feet, bent me over and pushed my head toward the toilet. He slammed all the way in and fucked me hard for about 5 minutes before Cumming in my ass. As he pulled out he told me not to moved. He held myrtle head over the toilet while I cleaned his cock, the started pissing in me. He pulled out, finished pissing on my face. Finally, he pushed my face into the piss filled toilet and pulled the handle. As he walked out, he said, "Hope you like that poz load, cunt." I sent him a thank you email and told him I'm always available. I hope next time he gets even nastier.
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Hello buddies, four weeks ago my bf got a positive HIV test result. He was taking the initial test for starting the PrEP. I am on PrEP and we wanted him to get it too. The test was a huge shock for both of us because I am sure that he always had safe sex - he was even more precautious then me. As his VL was very low the doctor assumed that either he is a good controller or the infection had occured recently. As mentioned this test was a big shock and somehow I can't really believe it till now. I also took two test (even for RNA) because we had bb sex since I had started the PrEP. But I am negative. I won't tell you how hard the following days were, but I think we found our way through this rough phase. He is going to work again and now we are waiting for the second tests to see how the infection develops. Besides of asking you guys in which way I can support him without clucking him I realized that my sex drive has driven down to nearly zero. So has his. Even though I'm on PrEP he doesn't want to have Sex at the moment, not with me, not with others. (This is heartbreaking because I know how much he loves cocks.) I wanted to take to PrEP to have uninhibited BB sex. But now, everytime some guy asks me for an encounter, I feel blocked. In a crazy way his infection feels like a punishment for me for wanting too much. A huge point is that he wasn't chasing or such thing, I believe him that he always used protection. So he wasn't a tempted barebacking candidate. That's why I think this is so unfair he got it. So how shall I enjoy (BB) sex when he got infected by not even barebacking? I know it sounds crazy but talking a crazy idea out of the mind usually doesn't bring back the boner. Maybe I am moving too fast and when things settle down a little the drive will return, but it's been four weeks now and I wonder how long this will take? I would really appriciate if someone shares his thoughts on this... BTW: We are a couple for nine years now, living together and loving each other.
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Kinda new to st Louis area and looking to take raw cock regularly. I never refuse a load and poz loads I will beg for. From California looking to get to know Missouri one cock at a time.
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32 year old bottom guy in Palm Beach County (north county) looking to get converted. Verbal tops looking to give me their viral load. I do not party but love poppers. Anonymous is hot but doesn't have to be. Give me your load and do not pull out until fully drained deep in my ass. -
How do you feel towards stealthing videos? (bottoms being toxic pozzed on purpose in a tricky way) bad, nice, no opinion?Do you make sure the condom stay on while being fucked? Ever thought of pozzing someone on purpose yourself? Should such videos come among usual bb videos or shouldn't they be added at all? Would you say it is just part of gay bb lifestyle, extremely pervy, bad,hot? Note, this post was added in this section on purpose to reach traditional, casual barebackers and also get their opinion. I respect everyone's ideas, opinions & fantasies. This toppic was not created to judge people or insult others but to get your opinion. -
Be in hotel on dupont circle from 3-7 september, no loads refuse, every moment possible
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Be in hotel coral sands from 7-10 september accept every load you wanna dump, only bareback...no loads refuse
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25 yo needs definite pozzing. Toxic poztop breeder, couple or group. I want to have my hole, body and life bred by your poz and having a conversion party day that will leave me waiting for the fuckflu with no doubts my body is taking your poz in. Flu hits and I'll be fucking and dumping my conversion toxins in as many neg boys as I can to kick off. Be the person guiding my conversion and make me forever your poz boi. Vague requirements: Connected deep breeding and cum play, verbal about being pozzed accepting you to charge my body and own it. Blast for vein and body pozzing 11PM Orgy at HQ: no questions asked hour of intense breeding. BBRT event. Roughening and wrecking of hole to promote anon HQ filth further into conversion Whilst your closer connected to my body than ever because of my compromised hole pump your seed to consume me directly into where is can take over. Entirety can take place at venue, more anon dirty loads can always be involved in my breeding. Cunt, veins and body now pulsing with your poz seed ready to induce my fuck flu and start of my poz journey with your seed.- 6 replies
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So yesterday was at the office, and the crave was taking over, had to head over to a local buddy who i knew loves to breed, and he told me he is now poz, i snuck out of my office right then and took his toxic load deep in my ass
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First time writing. Let me know what you think. Any thoughts or critiques. Also if you wanna see something in the story let me know and I will see if I can work it in. ________________________________________________________________________________________ “Oh, yeah gonna shoot this poz load in that fucking sloppy hole.” So announced the latest top as his cock throbbed in my once tight hole and with his announcement I felt another load added to the flood of cum in my ass. He shuddered and dripped sweat onto my smooth chest. My eyes rolled back in my back and all I could do was moan in my popper haze. At this point I had been in the sling for about four hours, and had taken eight loads. During this entire period my Owner stood behind me, encouraging the men who penetrated my ass, feeding me poppers and steadying the sling. I felt so slutty and wondered about how I had come to this point in my life. The next top stepped up, furry as all hell and tatted up and made eye contact as he slid his raw cock into my abused hole. As he did so, I hoarsely moaned "Fuck, yes, more please.” ****2 weeks prior*** I had just graduated college and was home working at one of those job that we've all taken, simply to earn some money. I had just broken it off with my girlfriend since we lived too far away to bother with trying to keep a relationship going after college. I wasn’t really worried though I was always good at finding girls to fuck. I’m Italian-Sicilian, 6 ft , 185 pounds, and have the pale skin and black hair all over to prove it. In fact, I have a great manly dense coating of fur all over my well toned pecs, abs, and leg as well as super dense pit fur. I love to smell my pits after a workout and jack off while still wearing my boxers. Oh yeah. My cock is eight inches, uncut and thick, and it drools like a faucet when I get hard. I jerk off at least three times daily, just to remain sane. I was super horny coming home from a workout one night and was passing the adult bookstore in my town and thought I would stop in and pick up some porn as a jerk-off aid. I parked my car around the back so that people wouldn’t see it, and made my way in. Once in the store, I began looking at the various dvds for sale and drifted over to the toy section, where I saw a huge cabinet filled with different types of lube and bottle labeled as 'Aromas'. “Need help?” a deep voice asked. I turned around and less than a foot away stood the sales associate. He was about 6'2", 225 pounds, was apparently as hairy as was I, and had a scruffy, good looking face. His tight black shirt and jean showed that he was also thick with muscle. I felt some how small standing there in just my tank top and basket ball shorts. “Ummmmm, I was wondering what these little bottle are for?" ’ “Those are poppers, son. They make ya super horny and relaxed. Do you want some?” “Well I am always super horny but sure, I guess so.” He reached around and unlocked the case and handed me a bottle and quietly commented "Here try these. They're my favorite.” I went to reach in my shorts and he just shook his head and said he would cover me and suggested I try 'em in the back video area before I left. I was so horny I decided to take him up on his suggestion. My cock tented against the material of my jock as I made my into the video area at the rear of the store. It was dark back there as lit only by a couple red lights. There were two banks of booths, five on each side and a cluster of larger booths in the middle. Not liking to be constrained I made my way to one of the booths. Once in I feed a five dollar bill into the machine, I fished-out my cock. Of course it was hard and leaking from the earlier exchange as some straight porn booted up on screen. My mind returned to the sales guy and wondered why he had made me nervous and hard all at the same time. I put those thought out of my head as I unscrewed the bottle and tried my first hit of poppers. The smell turned me off at first but then the rush hit me. My hand paused on my cock as my face turned flush and my breathing increased. I felt my self getting even harder and sweat broke out on my skin. My mind focused only on my cock and the feelings of how horny I was. A moan escaped my lips and I closed my eyes as a large drop of precum slicked the head of my cock as I jerked myself. I am not sure how long that lasted but when I opened my eyes the guy from the sales floor was standing in the door to the booth. Fuck I had forgotten to slide the latch. “Seems like you enjoyed those. Why not take another hit? I'll help you out.” He was staring directly into my eyes and for some reason I nodded slightly. He moved towards me and lifted my hand holding the bottle to my nose and told me to inhale deeply. I am not sure why I followed his orders so readily but I did. He moved the bottle over to my other nostril and, in his deep, almost hypnotic voice, said “Again. boy.” I did so twice more. My head was swimming as his hands roamed down my body, pulled my cock out, and took me all the way down his warm mouth, occasionally licking around the head of my cock, cleaning up all my precum in the process. Then he roughly pulled my shorts, leaving my bare, jock clad ass pressed up against the wall. I was sweaty like a horse and the smell drifted up from my pits and mixed with the smell of the poppers and my cock got even hard from this guy sucking me off. I was starting to come down from the effects when the guy pressed the bottle back to my nose and sent me off again. I would barely think all that was on my mind was how horny I was and how I wanted to feel more. After several minutes of pleasuring my cock, the guy reached-up, and slid two fingers in my mouth. I supposed he wanted to keep my groans to a minimum, but he in fact only seemed to make me horny. His fingers tasted salty and I loved it. “Fuck you are hot. I wanna make you mine and mark you up. Let's see how that hole of yours is.” He encouraged me to take several more hits, and then gestured for me to turn around. He spread my furry ass and dove right in, licking at my hole. I had never had anyone do that before and it felt amazing. My back arched and I pushed back into his wet tongue, loving the sensation of having my hole eaten out, loving the sensation of his facial hair rubbing roughly against my ass as his soft wet tongue darted into my hole. My hand went right to my cock and started jerking it fast. The guy wouldn't have any of that, however, and grabbed my hand, and restrained me, saying quietly, "Not yet, boy. I wanna make you beg to shoot.” I had never been called boy before but it triggered something in me and I moaned. Suddenly the guy stood up and turned me back around. “Stay here I will be right back” he said and left me standing in the booth high on poppers and panting. He came back in a minute with something in his hand. Sinking to the ground he took my cock back in his mouth and sucked me hard and fast. He held the bottle back to my nose and I took 4 more hit while he gave me the best blow job I had ever received. 10 shots came out of my cock as I came. Between the intense orgasm and the poppers my head was spinning as the guy swallowed and suck at my shrinking cock. I was sweaty and panting when I felt something being pressed around my cock and heard a click. “There we go all locked away, that should make sure you come back again next week” “What?!?!” looking down I saw my cock encased in a plastic tube that only left my balls exposed. I looked at the guy with confusion. “What you thought this was only going to be about you. If you want that taken off be here again next week same time and we will see what we can do. And expect to return the favor for what I just did and then same. If you don’t see me up from just say you need to see The Boss, when you get here. Have a fun week” I was dumbstruck. Before an hour ago I had never tried poppers or had a guy suck me off. Now I had shot my load and my cock was locked in this thing. Thinking about the blow job I felt myself start to get hard and felt pain as it pressed against the plastic. In a daze I tucked my now caged cock back in my jock pulled my shorts up and drove home.
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The quick version: Long term boyfriend is Poz undetectable, I was negative as of testing last fall, we've always played bare. Not a bug catcher, want to stay negative as long as I can, but also not willing to give up bare sex to keep it that way. Basically I accept the associated risks involved with our behavior. Recently his viral count came back as too high to be considered undetectable and it's really done a number on his libido and self esteem. He's missed his Meds frequently the past few months due to exhaustion and stress messing with his body chemistry. He's also weary of penetrating me now, which is very frustrating as I don't allow condoms. How can I get his groove back and show him his status is not something that I define him by, but not come across as a chaser either? (First real post too btw, love the forums here. Keep up the outstanding work gents!) (It's friday, have a big cock)
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Sleazy RAW ONLY bottom lad coming form UK in December 2016 Have booked to stay at the Chelsea Savoy - Dec 16th to 21st taking RAW dick Will be in my room - bent over on bed - ass out taking raw and POZ loads Looking for hot guys to walk in - unzip - pump - DUMP - and go Toxic loads a bonus but ultimately - NO LOAD REFUSED Cum and breed this tight British ass and leave your DNA deep in my guts. More poz the better so ask your toxic mates to tag along too!! MESSAGE ME WITH A MOBILE/ CELL / WHATSAPP NUMBER TO SORT BREEDIN MY ASS
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This isn't my last load taken, but it was one of my most memorable. While I was fucking around a fair bit, I'm pretty sure this is the night I was pozzed. About three years ago, one evening I was horny and had been drinking/smoking pot, browsing my usual haunts (A4A, Squirt, bbrt). A couple hit me up on bbrt, said they were undetectable. The message was just their phone number and saying how much the two of them wanted to breed me. I'm not usually this brave, but I texted them right away. Wasn't long before they showed up at my basement apartment. One shorter, stockier guy and one taller, more average dude. Don't know their names, don't care. I'll call them Stocky and Tall. Soon as they got inside, I was on my knees fishing out their cocks. Tall had an average cock, cut, about 6". Stocky was about the same length, but HOLY FUCK was he thick. I couldn't get my hand all the way around him. I was already naked; they started stripping while I switched between their cocks, slurping up their precum. They started shoving poppers under my nose, getting me flying, and it wasn't long before they were tag-teaming my hole. I almost always had one cock in my mouth and another in my ass. Tall was amazed that Stocky was able to get his cock deep inside me, but I took it no problem. They were hot take-control type tops. They kept feeding me poppers, repositioning me while I took their cocks. When Tall was getting close to cumming in my hole, he got Stocky to give me a long hit of poppers, then said, "Do you want it?" I was flying so high I just moaned. He pulled out and demanded I say "yes". I begged for it. He shoved back in and shot deep inside after a few more strokes. It squirted out and ran down my balls when he pulled out and I turned around to take Stocky's hot cock. With the poppers and the cum, he slid in easily, pounding me harder than ever for another few minutes before his big load joined Tall's. I don't often cum while being fucked, but they left me feeling very, very satisfied. Got the fuck flu a few weeks later and found out I was poz about six months after. I still jerk off thinking about that night. The pair of them vanished from BBRT after that, which was a little disappointing. I want a repeat!
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have been bb for a while now, and enjoy it far better than using a condom. But now have some poz buddies, and am not sure if we should fuck. any views?
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I broke up with my bf and I am looking to celebrate in Vegas. I want this to be my Treasure Island moment. Looking to host at my hotel (Caesars) or meet up at an area bathhouse Sunday, April 10. Sub wild kinky bttm into take charge tops that want to use me until rest of my friends, including me ex get into town. I want the pleasure of telling him so he knows that it is over. Any suggestions on the bathhouses? Leaning towards this so more can join. Anonymous is cool, so if you have a friend wanting to play that is cool. Like take charge tops that like to pimp out their bottoms too. Bring what you need to make things fun (toys, lube, poppers, etc.). Spit and cum make the best lube so that is what I plan to use. I wouldn't be disappointed if someone gave me a little bump as a surprise. Hung guys and guys that like to kiss to the front of the line. Looking for guys that want to have fun and have an open mind. Exploring and testing limits are cool.
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