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sleazy fuck cunT looking to get opened up, filled and bred by as many pervy, sleazy fuckers as i can. looking to take as many loads as i can. in London Dec 30 to Jan 1
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I was just curious to know if pre-cum can carry enough of the viral load to infect someone. Would be nice to hear some feedback.
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I lost track of the number of raw loads my boy and I have been taking over the past few months, but he’s well ahead of me. I think I’ve taken at least 10 POZ loads since June, and we have both decided to not get tested for a while. I’ve been getting a bit of help lining up dick for my boy’s, and sometimes my, hole, and loving every minute of it. I’m glad we’re going down this slutty path together. I wanted to tell you about a business trip, and setting up a going away present for my boy, to make sure his needs would be taken care of in my absence. I had to fly to Chicago for a week of meetings, and wanted him to take as much cum as possible before I got back, so I could suck it all out and feed it to him. I had an afternoon flight, so I suggested my boy take the morning off work, and let me and some friends fuck him senseless before I headed to the airport. I kept the part about help from friends a secret so he’d be pleasantly surprised… We started with breakfast in bed, then, I went to work on his hole, eating his boypussy, shoving one then two spit-slicked fingers in, prying it open, ready for a good pounding. I jerked my boy off while working his hole good, until he shot a big sticky load all over his toned chest. We’ve both decided fresh cum is the best lube, and unlike a lot of bottoms, cumming just makes his hole hungrier for more slutty action. I licked his cum up, and tongue-fucked his hole with it, getting it good and wet. I greased up my raw, untested, cock, and eased it into his hairy cummy hole. After a few minutes, right on cue, my POZ daddy friend BJ rang the doorbell. My boy frowned, thinking it must be the cable guy. I kept pounding away, and BJ let himself in with the key I had left for him downstairs. He smiled when he came into the bedroom. “Fuck yeah! That’s what I like to see. Two cum sluts in heaven…” He came over to my boy and gave him a rugged forceful kiss, raping my boy’s mouth with his tongue as he ripped off his clothes, down to his sweaty jock. I was getting close as BJ lowered his attentions to my cummy dick forcing its way in and out of my boy’s loosening hole, licking my shaft up and down. That pushed me over the edge. I know it’s what they do in pornos, but I love pulling out and shooting my load on my boy’s sloppy hole as much as I do driving it in deep. So, I pulled out, shot a wad or two, and shoved my dick back in, creaming his hole pretty good. BJ went to work cleaning up his hole, and then cleaned off my dick. That got me going again, harder than ever. BJ started licked lower and lower, getting all of the cum and sweat off of my hairy balls, and then to my asshole. All the while, he kept fingering my load into my boy’s hungry hole. He threw me onto my back and spread my legs wide, lining up his jock-covered dick with my cunt. He made my boy pull aside his jock and help guide his rock-hard POZ tool into me. I sank down on it as my boy switched around so we could 69 while BJ plowed my hole. I was so distracted, I didn’t even realized that BJ was taking photos with his camera phone. My boy shot another load deep in the back of my throat, so much that it leaked out of my mouth, and then he jerked me off with a vengeance. BJ was really pounding and asked me where I wanted his toxic load. “In my cunt, man; give me your seed!” He was more than willing to oblige and rammed his cock as deep as it would go, filling my hole to overflowing. My boy was there to help lick up what dripped out, and we snowballed it back and forth as BJ looked on, smiling. I knew I was leaving my boy in good, slutty hands. I reluctantly got dressed as my boy and my POZ daddy friend were rolling around in our bed, still hard, and with BJ’s toxic load simmering as it sunk deeper and deeper into my guts. I was determined to leave it there for the whole flight. It then dawned on me that while we’d played around together with other guys, we’d never actually shared our bed with someone. I felt conflicted, but still turned on. My luggage was packed, so I only needed to interrupt their heavy petting for a few hot tongue-lashing kisses before I was ready to head out to catch a cab. On the way out of the building, I recognized a POZ freckled redhead who had fucked my boy with a rigged condom the night we first started taking POZ loads. He winked and asked if my boy was prelubed and waiting. I nodded and headed out to the street. Halfway to the airport, I got three text messages with a pics from BJ, one of my dick in my boy’s hole, one with his POZ tool in my own cunt, and one of the POZ redhead fucking my boy doggy style, and giving the camera a blurry thumbs up. I couldn’t help but smile. By the time I boarded the plane, there was one more pic, this one of my boy riding both of their POZ cocks, with his head thrown back in slutty ecstasy. That was enough to keep me totally boned through the pre-flight announcement. When a cute blond flight attendant with HUGE arms came through to check seatbelts, he noticed my hardon, and the wet spot soaking through my jeans. He hummed, “Mmmmm,” and leaned forward to help me tighten my belt a bit. As soon as we were airborne, I headed to the back galley, gave him a nod, and headed into the toilet, leaving it unlocked. Less than a minute later, he was in that cramped little space, on his knees, ripping his uniform off as he blew me. He got my dick really wet, and started fingering his hole. I asked if he had a condom, and he asked, “what for?” I was really liking where this was going, and I got the feeling he did this often. He then climbed up onto the seat, facing me, and wrapped his legs around me, deeply kissing me as he rode my dick. I had already cum twice that day, so it took a few minutes to get ready to shoot my questionable load. As I pulled out of our kiss to try to tell him I was going to cum, he shot his load all over my shirt, then grabbed my ass with his hands, clenching down so I couldn’t pull out. I creamed him good as he slowed his pace, milking the last drops out of my dick until it finally started to soften. He then asked for my name and wanted to know if I was Chicago-based. I was sorry not to be, but gave him my info so we could hook up there, and maybe share him with my boy when in our city. I then realized that I would have to go back to my seat, with my pants and shirt covered with cum and shit. Oh well, now all the assholes on the plane would know exactly what kind of slut I was. When we landed, I turned my phone back on, and in the space of those few hours, I got four more pics from BJ, each one a different total stranger, with his raw cock deep in my boy’s hole, in our bed. When I stood up to leave, hard again, my flight attendant friend smiled, and whispered to me as I passed him, “Does that thing ever go down?” I flashed him my phone, and said, “Not while my boy’s at home taking all loads.” His jaw dropped and I left.
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I was lucky enough to travel to Berlin over the Thanksgiving week. Berlin has become my favorite city in the world because it’s so easy to be a cumdump there. There so many opportunities and places to go to. I was determined to get as much dick and loads as I could. I had purchased a ticket to the bio hazard party which was being on Friday night. It was a party for poz man only. It didn’t disappoint. There were all kinds of men there and all types and they were all willing to play and fuck. Within five minutes of checking my clothes, I had a nice German dick up my ass. From there I spent the next two to three hours going from dick to dick and collecting loads along the way. By 1:30 when I decided to leave, I’d had about 15 men fuck me and collected about eight loads. One guy in particular intrigued me. He was short with a fit body and a disheveled ZZ Top beard that seem to fit him. When I first arrived, he was going from ass to ass but then later on I noticed that he was spending quite a bit of a time with each bottom. He was an explorer of each bottom's hole, each of whom moaned in pleasure. Periodically in between my fucks, I checked on him and watch him fuck some other lucky bottom for a while. I also wanted him to know that I was interested. Finally on the fuck benches, my turn came. He had just finished up with another bottom and observed me looking, and he flipped me right over. His cock wasn’t huge, slender and probably within the average range but his use of it took me to another level! Once he entered, he just started exploring every inch of my hole with his cock. He stretched my hole and moved me in many positions to accommodate his desire and his needs. The intensity of feelings in my hole was overwhelming! Never experienced anything like it! I hate to admit but after 25 to 30 minutes, I needed a break. I would’ve loved to of taken his load but I just couldn’t handle it anymore. I was in sensory overload. I was disappointed with myself afterwards and still am now. I left bio hazard and headed over to the Bull ready for more action and more loads in my ass. That night the Bull certainly didn’t disappoint. I stripped down to my jock and went into the dark room. I hadn’t even done a turn around the room before some guy had pushed me over to the wall and started using my hole. Once in the position he thrust away at a nice regular rate until he unloaded in me. He was rapidly followed by nine other guys. I just bent over the fuck bench and didn’t even look back as each guy used my hole. Not every top unloaded in me but I managed to get a good five or six loads out of it. Awesome! Greatest train I’ve ever had going! I hung around for a while and got a couple more loads out of the five or six additional guys that fucked me. By the time I left at five in the morning, my well used hole had accommodated at least 30+ guys that night. Just a great night to be a cum dump in Berlin!
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In the beginning I was scared, and lonely , it was the early nineties, and I had just been told, “ your test came back reactive, you’re positive for HIV” I was a bit shattered as many could relate too, although not really all that surprised, I had been slutting around, most of the time unprotected. I enjoyed the feeling of having cum deposited in my love canal. I had decided I was not going to let this virus define me though and although I cut back drastically on my sexual encounters, I began living my life as if the disease didn’t exist or determine my life choices. Sure I took the meds given to me and was pretty faithful to the schedule, that was until the county decided their case load was too big and lowered the maximum that a person could make to qualify for assistance. It was either quit my low paying job or stop receiving aid from the county/state. I soon ran out of meds and discontinued seeing the doctors since I now fell through the safety net and couldn’t afford medical insurance on my own, besides I felt great I was young and strong, and it felt like the AZT was actually doing more damage than good. I started hooking up with other POZ guys and the sex was good, my last test indicated a T cell count of around 650 and my viral load was almost undetectable. I was less lonely and it seemed like I was fucking and being fucked multiple times a week, life was improving, as were the job prospects, being a college student brought forth many possibilities for partners and my life looked to be heading in the right direction. In all the hustle and bustle of college life, I finally found someone who didn’t give a fuck that I was POZ and returned my love, wanting to share my life. After graduation I found a good job with benefits and we decided it was time to get me back in the medical system, just in time, my test came back with 27 T cells and a viral load in the millions, I began to think of all the tricks I must have infected unknowingly, it turned me on and as the doctors started me on the newest med cocktail, we doubled our efforts of POZZING my partner so he could travel this road with me, we fucked twice a day some weeks, to no avail though he never sero-converted. Fast forward to the present a couple months ago, My partner and I have had a open relationship for most of the time we have been together, he knows of my activities and even encourages me to go out and fulfill my desires he cannot or will not participate in, one of those things is Gifting and chasing the bug. His name was Jake and he was only 19, but he had decided from reading stories like this that he wanted to chase the virus, he wanted HIV and possibly even AIDS. I told him up front I was POZ with a possible high viral load, since the doc was changing meds on me but wanted the old meds to be clear of my system before starting the new ones. It had been since Christmas since I had ingested any meds and I was pretty sure I was toxic. He wasn’t the first to approach me with the idea of shooting my toxic seed into his body, I had four other guys looking to hook up and get impregnated, but he was close by and wanted to meet up, I figured he would be like the rest who rode the fence, and generally chickened out at the last minute. Jake actually showed up on time and looking really sexy at 5’7” and maybe 130# he was hot, lightly furred cub, for whom I instantly started getting boned for. I opened the door and pulled him in, planting my lips to his, but not exchanging spit, We stopped in the Kitchen after making out as I pulled him into the Apartment, I asked him to open wide as I swabbed the inside of his cheek with a oral-quick test. I checked the test after twenty minutes of making out with him, and quizzing him on wanting to be POZ, then I brought him back into the bedroom and undressed him, laid him back on the bed, Checked the Swab, sure enough unreactive, made me rock hard, I began making out with him. He moaned into my mouth as I fondled his ass, he slid down and started licking my precum from the piss slit, turning around till his ass was easily obtainable. I began probing his hole with my fingers, dry to start then adding some spit to ease entry for me, I scraped the tender walls with my finger nails as I alternated between rimming his hole and fingering it to open him up. When I was able to work three fingers into his hole and rotate them to rough up the passage, I dipped in with my tongue, tasting a mixture of ass mucus and blood, I turned him around and impaled him on my 7 inch cock in one push, I might not be extremely long but I am thicker than average. Jake screeched out and immediately tried to make me pull out, but being larger than him I held him in place, feeling his ass pulsate around my may pole drew me closer than I would have like to be. As the convulsions in his colon subsided, I slid my cock out to the head, then punched back in, his hole was beginning to loosen as well as produce ample mucus for lubricant so he was soon moaning as I pumped in and out of his boycunt “So you want to be daddies’ cumdump, boy” “Yeah Daddy fill me with your cum” “What you want son?” “I Want Daddies cum in my boi hole” “What you want in your hole?” “I want your Poz cum in me” “You sure you want Daddies toxic babies in you?” “Yeah knock me up make me your Poz baby incubator” The boy was begging for it and I could feel it boiling up in my nut sack then traversing into my cock, drooling the first load into Jakes Neg hole, not letting on I had just given him the first dose of my poison I continued to pound in and out of his hole building to my second climax, I started pounding into him harder “You sure you want daddies toxic load, last chance to escape your fate? “Yah daddy give me your toxic cum, please don’t pull out, I’ve waited so long to get pozzed” “Aw fu…uuu….cccc….kkk yeah giving you my toxic see, making you my Poz son” With that I shot my load deep into Jake’s gut, six spurts from my cock, the boy was doomed. I left my cock in his ass and jerked him off while I slowly deflated inside him. We chatted some then he had to go play barista. A week or so passed by and I noticed he hadn’t been on-line, I waited a couple more days the messaged him on A4A, just inquiring how he was doing, no reply, I waited a week or so more and still no reply. Just another one night fuck and you never hear from them again, usually they block you or disappear altogether but Jake was still active , yet seemed to be avoiding me. I figured WHATEVER, then about a month and a half after our fling I get a message “You free to talk? I get off at 6 if you could stop by and pick me up” He had confided in me where he worked when we were talking after the great sex so I said I’d see him at six
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I live in the Bay Area. Any tops out there that are ok with fucking a negative chubby bottom. I don’t mind a one on one hookup but I would love a gangbang. I’m pretty new to San Francisco Bay Area. It will be better if u can host or we could meet at steamworks your choice or we can go to a hotel with some planning
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The story below is the first part of "Sex Pig Diaries" which I have found in an email from a Yahoo Group which no longer exists. I didn't write this, but it is of a standard that deserves to be shared again. Enjoy!..... The story recounts my raw adventures with cum pigs and poz guys. Note that this is not a complete list, just some notable highlights. CJ: My First Poz Load The first poz load I took was way back in the mid-1980s. At that time AIDS was getting a lot of attention from the press, but unless you lived in NYC, San Francisco, or Los Angeles it was still a remote thing to most gay men. However, within the next year or two everything >would change. The guys name was CJ. He was a work friend and occasional fuck buddy of my lover at the time, David. I remember when I first met CJ I thought he was just the hottest thing I'd ever seen. He was good looking, well proportioned, sweet natured, had an ass like an inverted valentine, and... according to Dave...was totally humpy guy in bed. Actually, CJ was the human equivalent of a golden retriever, fun loving, always happy, and not too picky about what lap he jumped into. He was also my first bear chaser though the terms did not really exist then. So eventually CJ got around to me. I remember when he first kissed me, it felt like I was melting and I swear to God I felt my knees buckle. Now I had always enjoyed kissing, but it was not until that time that I realized the movie caliber kisses actually did exist. After that we played around a bit, but jealousy on my partner's part and envy on mine made it problematic. So I sort of dismissed CJ and filed him under the category "David's Friend" and didn't think much more of it. Then one Saturday day CJ called. Dave was at his photography class and was planning to meet CJ afterwards for some lunch. CJ wondered if I'd like to join them. I thought I really shouldn't given the tension CJ generally caused between Dave and myself, but it was one of those sparkling Spring days and I wanted to get out of the house. So CJ said he would drop by on his way to meet Dave. I didn't think much about the arrangement, that's until CJ showed up about half an hour early and basically jumped me. The first thing we did was make out like crazed teenagers. Again, this was movie stuff...hot and consuming...and at some point our clothes came off. Next think I know, CJ lifts my legs and is eating the beejesus out of my ass. This was new to me. I had eaten butt a number of times and quite liked it, but no one had ever rimmed me before. CJ suddenly stoped his ministrations and pressed his nice sized and uncut cock to my hole. I knew what was going to happen and I was a bit reluctant...not because any thoughts of AIDS, but because I was still ambivalent about getting fucked. It had happened a few times with my partner and some other guys and sometimes it was great and sometimes it was not. Well CJ slipped it into me and I discovered the wonders of getting fucked by an uncut cock. Thanks to his spit, foreskin, and a decent taper, he entered with little friction and for the first time I felt stuffed instead of in pain. I think I became a confirmed pig bottom at that moment, not that I don't top on occasion. It was simply amazing. It was so primal and when I felt and tasted the sweat pouring off of CJ my head went to that other place that only a good, sound fucking can take it. The next thing I know, CJ clamped his mouth onto mine, groaned under his breath, and unloaded in me. Well, we ended up meeting Dave only a few minutes late and proceeded to have a nice afternoon together. We ended up at a local mall and I remember walking around feeling slightly bow legged and CJs load gradually leak out of me. Still, when I got home a few hours later and used the can, I noted there was still quite a bit of cum in me. I guess it was about six months later that CJ discovered he was HIV positive. He told us because my partner was in the hospital and CJ was concerned it was because he infected him. Dave's problem was actually a heart valve infection and through the course of diagnosis it was discovered that he was still negative. However, I did need to get tested. I was petrified, but not because I thought CJ infected me or that I regretted what I did. I was going though a lot then with Dave's illness and I just remember feeling beleaguered by this new responsibility. And remember, this was when it took weeks to get test results back, so between that and Dave's illness and eventual open heart surgery I was sick with worry. I remember at one point taking one of Dave's valiums and sitting there and wondering "Ok, am I ever going to relax?" Turns out I am resistant to valium. Things eventually quieted down and even though CJ was poz, we both still played with him on occasion...though always safely. However, ever time CJ fucked me, part of me wanted him to remove that rubber and fuck me like he did on that brilliant Spring day. A few years later, I found out he probably would have when it was discovered he had barebacked a few acquaintances of ours. To this day, I don't know if he was trying to infect these people or just denying his own condition. Anyway, all turned out still negative. In fact, I know of no one ever CJ infected.
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Found this story on an obscure site that purported to have been saved from the old bug-share site. The more i've read and re-read this, and comparing it to another story here about an Old Troll that also touched something deep inside me, i wanted/needed to share this and express how much i feel that i would love to find myself in this scenario, and would be doing the same thing: submitting myself to these men and to become United as One with them, to have their DNA blend with mine and so they could live on in me. AIDS LOVE STORY I hit the baths Monday night and things were really dead. I counted a mere eight cars in the lot. I had the good fortune to find an old compadre lying in the Sling. He's POZ. In fact, he has full blown AIDS. What with the cost of Meds and the precariousness of his health, he only ventures out maybe once a month when he feels at his peak. He's extremely wasted and effeminate—a real mincing queen, but very gentle. I once observed him comfort a drunken boy who'd just been dumped by his Boyfriend. I watched as they embraced and he wiped his tears away. At that time I still didn't know his name, for all the years I'd seen him around. I guess that's true of many of my casual acquaintances. Most of the guys avoided him like the plague. They bitched and moaned about him almost to his face. Yet I never heard him rebuke any of those Screaming Queens. I know I wouldn't have been so kind. He climbed in the Sling—his Cock and lumpy Ass on display and up for grabs. I pictured myself kneeling down to lick his Hole, my Dick sliding in his Cunt. Yeah, I had a secret passion for the guy. How gladly would I have drunk his piss and eaten his shit to fuck his bony Ass. I knew it was bound to happen sooner or later. But not just yet. I didn't want an audience in case the guys freaked out (as I was pretty sure they would) and ostracized me as well as him. It was cowardice on my part, simply put. How I despised my wimpishness. I was drowning in my own timidity. Reluctantly acknowledging there was no white knight in shining armor cuming to ride his haggard Ass, he knotted his ragged towel about his meager waist and smiled at me and everyone as he pranced past. I decide to fraternize with the boys and listen to them bitch and moan about the dude. Cowed by my cravenness, I didn't say a word in his defense. Still I was beguiled by his she-male thing, the AIDS thing, the hole ball of wax. It made him seem so vulnerable and impotent—though impotent was hardly the proper term. But the character assassination never ceased, and it was not my part to remonstrate. Before checking out, I searched the Maze for him. He was lying on a leather bench. I wasn't sure if he were asleep or waiting for his paladin. I couldn't deny I admired the man. It took guts to cum here and put up with all the crap. I stopped and listened. I could hear the sibilant sing-song of his wizened nasal passages. Otherwise, it was deathly silent in the Maze. We were alone. What could it hurt? Why not? Despite the harangue, we were still two human beings in need. Before I knew it I was beside him on the bench. I ran my hand over his thin body, down his scrawny back, over his bony Ass, and onto his emaciated thighs and twiggy legs. His skin felt more infantile than masculine. In the darkened room. He squinted, "Hi." "I'm John." "I know. I'm James. I was getting vibes from you before." "Good or bad?" "The best." He drew up to kiss me. I pinned him down and frenched his teeth and gums—a warm, deep-throated, passionate exchange presaging things to cum. Our souls bared, our raw pent-up emotions boiled over. I went on auto pilot, as my years as a Top ensured. No, I was not ashamed I craved his disease-ridden, effeminate Gay Ass. We kissed. I tweaked his Nips. I sucked his spongy Dick till it grew tall and proud. I licked his hairy Balls, savoring even the random, cloying strays I extracted off my tongue. My hormones raged. I nudged him over so I could rim his Ass. I smelled the remnants of a recent bout of diarrhea and plunged on in. The Queer began to whimper which only served to whet my appetite. I rimmed him deeper, straining to please and compensate for all the undeserved ill-will. "I'd love to fuck you." "I'm full blown POZ." "I think I know what POZ is all about." It was then or never. "Might be better in my room. More privacy" I squeezed his knobby hand and pulled him to his feet. Fleetingly we kissed again before I led him up the stairs and down the hall, past the TV Room where the guys were prone to congregate. But, like I say, it was a quiet Monday night, and the TV set was off. No witness saw us traverse the halls, which was just as well—for I wasn't yet prepared to deal with the ostracism about to come my way. The vicious catcalls already reverberated in my ears. You that hard up? You have to fuck that Sicko Queen? I never once released his hand. It was like I was emboldened by his unassuming feminine mystique. I felt the certitude of one who's finally met his match, the paramour who was destined to become my live-in mate for the few years we had left.
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Heading to Vegas on Sunday the 10th and staying until early afternoon on the 12th. Looking for locals and visitors looking to dump a load. All loads accepted. Staying at Days Inn behind NYNY. I will message with room number when I check in. Anon preferred and will bring blindfold to use if requested.
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I will be in Vegas for a week and looking to take cock and get my pig hole loaded. I can host at my hotel on the strip for anon fuck and go. I would love to find some local poz toxic guys to dump a few loads in my neg hole.
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Hey guys. Im now engaged and really want some stories of my newly slutty fiancé getting pozzed. He's Andrew, a 21 year old. 6' tall. Brown hair. Blue eyes. 7" uncut. Bottom bitch. Ive gotten him started taking raw cock besides mine (10 raw cocks in 3 months) & he's addicted. If you need some help writing, I have pics & vids to get the juices flowing. Just message me. I just want some hot twisted stories of him getting pozzed.
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looking for a top that needs a cumslave. you can host me and use me as you see fit. will take any and all loads of cum and piss. you can whore me out to any filthy tops u want. can flip but do not often top. toxic poz wasting preferred.
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I out myself as a prep user and got into a debate with a fuck buddy who always insisted on condom even though both of us were neg and I'm on prep I argued to him that if I leave hiv out of the equation by taking prep, doesn't that makes me as safe as blowing a raw dick? He is a 'safe sex' player, I told him, 'you know sucking a raw dick also expose you to sti right?' he retorted that 'but these sti are easily curable!' I replied 'but if I took prep and leave hiv out of equation, getting a raw anal load, is only as risky as swallowing a load down your throat' what do u guys think? Am I wrong to think this way? Is taking a raw load up my arse on prep much more dangerous than a neg guy not on prep drinking poz cum
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This is a text snippet of the story of when I first knowingly slept with an unmedicated poz guy. First the back story. He's a Puerto Rican hottie, 5'11" with a seven inch uncut dick that was incredibly thick. He was hairy and a little thick with muscles and just the right about of cushion on top. I am a hairy bear, 5'8" in height. We were both around 27/28 at the time, and were both really into bareback and had an insanely intense connection with each other. The following story relates the first time he fucked me unprotected. We had been having raw sex, then he converted and after that we played a few times with condoms, although every time he was using a condom I mentally would find myself begging him to slip off the condom. Then, on one occasion when we were playing, we were both super stoned, and he began teasing my ass with his cock, saying he would put on a condom in a minute but he wanted to feel my ass just a little bit. I agreed and he teased my ass a bit more with his cock, just barely slipping his tip into my ass on several occasions. After a few minutes he started to loosen me up. I absolutely loved the session, and he could tell so he continued poking my ass, thrusting in somewhat deeper. He was not using any lube, so he had to move slowly, but after a short time he was balls-deep in my ass. We both took hits of poppers, and then we were in Nirvana. He told me he would pull out when he came, but that obviously didn't happen. We fucked all over his bed for almost two hours. At the end I was laying on my belly as he lay on top of me, really battering my ass, which was his favorite position in which to cum. His pace accelerated as he clutched by body tighter and tighter, moaning as I begged for his cum. He experienced an unusually powerful orgasm, unleashing a huge load inside my ass. No, he most definitely didn't pull out, nor for that matter did either of us bring-up the subject of condoms - once he was inside my hole. It was what we both wanted. I wanted his toxic, unmedicated load, and he wanted to feel my raw ass around his dick. I was still a little scared, and he recommended that I rinse out. We did this many times over a few years before I moved away. Eventually I stopped rinsing out after. And later he started therapy. This hot Latin gent had given me the best sex I've ever had on multiple locations. I did eventually move away and have been missing his fiery passion. When we would lock eyes during sex his eyes were intense dark pools of lust. It was hard not to break eye contact, but the pure raw sexual energy he instilled in me during those moments was incredible. Thanks for reading! If you like, send, dick pics ;-P
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poz btm looking to be recharged; been off meds for almost 6 months and looking to collect another strain or two 53, 6', 205, hairy, 7.5 uncut thick
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looking for a nice gangbang. Looking for tops and vers.
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Recently diagnosed poz, NEED to be used like a cheap whore! One on one, or in groups, your place, a sleazy motel room, an adult bookstore/theater, your car, an alley, wherever! No condoms allowed! Love ALL sizes, colors, shapes! Total cumdump looking for loads! Into most scenes, just ask!
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Been trying to get my Dom a video blindfolded taking anon loads. I have failed at this task for a week (714) if someone is in Berkeley or SF area willing to help set up a seemingly endless train of men to seed my 22 year old hole, man Dom will stop punishing me. (876) this would need to start ASAP as I head elsewhere tomorrow by 8AM (4944) hIv positive on meds buT not undetectable ***
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Seeking Poz, unmedicated Tops in Dallas that want to breed their toxic load deep inside of my negative fuck hole I am not on Prep Location: Dallas/Oaklawn Date: Thursday, November 09 Time: All Day Message me for directions
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Filthy poz slut taking loads at the Red Roof Inn off N. Druid Hills all night Sunday, October 22nd. Hit me up if you wanna come by and drop your load. Any load dripping out of my hole will do. 470-251-8720.
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Aussie neg bottom visiting LA. Need to be converted
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I decided to go to a nearby cruising area one night that I had heard about, situated just off a main road. Night time was always the busiest time apparently and there were always loads of guys looking to fuck a cute ass. I was new to doing this. I knew it went on, but had never actually been to a cruising spot at night, especially one where I knew there was loads of action. I was nervous, scared and excited at the same time. I knew if I got out of the car and wandered into that darkness, that my young and hungry hole would be ravaged by all sorts. My cock was very hard and pre-cum was leaking into my shorts. I took a deep breath and got out of the car and headed into the bushes. There were plenty of passages and assorted fuck areas, dens throughout the park and the floor scattered with used condoms. I didn't have to walk very far before a guy was following me into the woods. My heartbeat increased and I continued to go deeper into the bushes, knowing I was being stalked. Others wandered around looking aimlessly for some action, passing by and turning around. Our eyes met and the language of no words uttered, as we all knew why we were there. I stood in the first empty den I saw large enough to encompass a group, dropped my shorts and pushed out my pert and hungry hole. I hung onto the branches of the overhanging bushes, poppers in hand and waited for the inevitable. My heart pounding, my cock hard as wood and my hole exposed.. Finally, I felt a hand touch my ass. Rough fingers touching my soft tanned cheeks, spreading them and touching my damp hole. Hmmmmmm, exciting. I reached around to feel a hard and rather large cock in his pants. I dropped immediately to my knees taking out his fat piece of meat and began sucking like a hungry dog. His shaft was covered in veins and hard, bulbous and uncut. He thrust it down my throat, gagging me and making me splutter. 'You like that boy?! Do you take it raw in your ass?' he said. I managed a mumbled 'Yes. Yes please.' Not long after, others started to appear, watching and masturbating at the horny scene. Very excited by the crowd I stood up, took the guys wet cock and pushed it up against my hole. He spat on my crack and without any hesitation started to slide it into my ass. No condom, straight in, bareback. Oh my god, what was I doing, this was insane, but so exciting. Letting dirty old men fuck me bareback in a truck stop, any cock, just dump your load in my hole and leave! I took a deep hit on the poppers and let him start pumping my cunt.. The guy fucking me ushered others to come forward and soon I was being spit roasted by two complete strangers. Others sticking their cocks in my face, men I didn't know or could barely even see were forcing me to my knees and making me sniff poppers. All my inhibitions disappeared and I began sucking all of them, anyone that wanted to have me. I knew what was going to happen, I was going to let all these men cum in my holes bareback. I was scared and yet very excited. I huffed on more poppers and feeling the rush started pushing back hard on the cock pounding my ass. The pace picked up and the guy behind spurted his load deep into my ass, squeezing me tight as he emptied his balls. 'Good slut', he said as he removed his dripping and limp cock from my hole. Hmmmmmm, very horny. Before I could move another bare cock was taking it's place. I looked around to see three or four guys standing around, cocks in hand, waiting their turn. It seemed I was going to have little choice, my hole was going to be fucked again and again and all that spunk was going to get pushed inside of me. Dangerous, who were these men? But I didn't care, I just wanted anonymous sex and to be filled with the spunk of strangers. I hit the poppers again, this was far too exciting to stop. My head was spinning, my hole was wet. I held onto the branches and let the strangers fuck my gaping hole. One by one they came forward out of the darkness and took their turn. I have no idea how many, it was a bit of a blur. I got the impression someone was spreading news that there was a cute and hungry whore taking it bareback from anyone, as more people seemed to suddenly appear. I was fucked raw and passed around numerous times. My hole now a wet and sloppy cunt for anyone to fill. After each one had shot his toxic load into me I stuck a finger into my cunt and smelled and tasted the last load. They all left as fast as they appeared, leaving me to deal with my very aroused self. Dripping with sperm and still very horny, I waited until more men cruised the area. There is nothing that excites me more, than being fucked bareback again when I am already full of cum. Other guys love it too. When they stick their stiff cock in and feel it's all warm, hot and wet. That bucket of used spunk, to pump full of yet another load. Guys really pound your hole when it's all full of sperm, making it very sloppy. Nothing beats huffing poppers and have strangers spurt into your hole at the same time. More groups formed through out the night and my ass was freely passed around with a bottle of poppers. I let anyone fuck me. Numerous strangers, young, old, fat and thin all fucked my holes, pumping my mouth and ass full of hot semen. By the end of the night I counted a total of 15 men had cum in my ass. Most dribbled out around the tenth, between my thighs and all over the balls of the guy fucking me raw while bent over a branch huffing poppers. The slapping and sloppy sound of the spunk being pumped into my guts still gets me hard. Even at this point more men were appearing and looked like they were waiting for their turn. I got scared at that moment and wondered how many loads I was going to take! I was fucked until late into the night. I squeezed the cum out of my asshole all the way home, my jeans were absolutely soaked when I arrived back at the apartment. I sniffed and licked the crotch of my crusty jeans the next day, remembering and smelling the previous night. Then I went sunbathing on a naturist beach, spreading my legs in the sand dunes, letting all the voyeurs see my stretched and battered hole and thought about the multiple loads of anonymous juice that was pumped into me the night before..
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A couple weeks ago, I came clean (so to speak) about my desire to finally knowingly take a load of hot, charged cum from a poz top. Since then, I was contacted by a couple guys, most of whom don't live near NYC, but guys supportive of my decision and offering to help. One guy in particular lives a short drive away from the city and said he is willing to come to town to come in me, and that he had only recently been diagnosed, is not on meds, and has a viral load of 75,000. And he's got the right attitude about doing this job right. He wants to give his bug to me and then wants me to give it to others. Hot! But he does live outside the city, so if this is to happen we have to make plans and sometimes in this crazy city, keeping to a schedule can be difficult. But I like his intensity, so he's kinda been my first pick. But sometimes (most times) you get horny and just have to scratch that itch, which brings me to what happened last night. I arrived home from a friend's birthday party which had been celebrated at a bar. I hadn't had too many cocktails, so I doubt I would even say I was buzzed, but I was definitely horny, so I hopped on A4A and BBRT. As luck would have it, a guy was online with whom I have been chatting with for quite a while now. His schedule and my schedule have always been off, but tonight there was a message asking When Are We Ever Going To Do This? "Now", I replied. Fifteen minutes later I received a reply saying Come over and providing an address only four blocks from my place. I replied saying I would be there in ten minutes. Now I was getting nervous. Because I knew if I went over there, I was going to go through with this and give him my "virgin" ass to breed with his bug. I went back and forth in my mind, but finally said FUCK IT. I threw on some light clothes that would be easy to lose fast and messaged him I was on my way. Now here's the thing about this guy, his cock looks absolutely beautiful in his profile pics. It's uncut, has a great curve, and I have jerked off so many times thinking about how that cock would feel good. One profile says he is 48, another says he is 51, so I figured he's probably on the 51 year old side, if not more. But that's okay, because that cock is beautiful. And I was walking to his apartment. I got there, he buzzed me up. He opened the door, and I discovered he is definitely 51, if not more. Small man, but I was excited to see that cock. Cut to the chase... He is a chatty Cathy and I was there for one thing... I asked him if I could see his cock. He took his sweat pants off and got on his bed. It was soft and looking a little small, but I figured he is a grower not a shower... I got naked and immediately got on his bed. We kissed a bit and then I moved down to suck him off. As I massaged his cock with my tongue I rubbed his smooth skin. I noticed his belly is distended, the look of AIDS. Although I was damn near shaking with nervousness and excitement, I was turned on and starting to ache for it. his cock was slowly getting harder, but not quite to rock hard. But I enjoy sucking cock, so I kept on. And he seemed to be enjoying it, he was moaning and guiding my head. Then he tells me he wants to eat my ass. He had me get on all fours and he went to work on my hole. At first he probed me gently, but then got into it more, lapping at my hole, and finger fucking me a little bit. It was at this point, that I noticed we were in full view of an open window and the lights were on. I wondered if someone was watching us from another apartment. With his tongue opening my hole up, and the fact someone could be watching, I lost every inhibition and was ready to get fucked. I pressed my ass against his face and he used his hands to pull me tighter. I could feel my hole relaxing and begging him to go deeper. I was also very wet by this point. I told him I wanted him to fuck me now. He stood up, removing his face from my ass. I was expecting to feel his cock press into me. but instead, nothing. I turned around. He said he needed to take a piss. And did I want to drink it. I told him maybe after he fucked me, as I was really in the moment right now. Then he went to the bathroom to take a leak. He comes back, lies down, and I start blowing him again. Again, he seems to be enjoying it. I get him fairly hard and I tell him I am ready to get fucked. He instead tells me to come cuddle with him. I told him I really didn't show up at his apartment at 4:00 AM to cuddle, that I wanted to get fucked. He said we could take a nap, then wake up and maybe fuck. Ahhhhh nope! My hole was wet and aching for cock. I didn't want to cuddle. He told me it wasn't going to happen at this time. I said okay. With that I got dressed, thanked him for the "fun", and left. When I got home, I messaged him, saying I was a little disappointed, explaining that, after all the chatting we had exchanged, I was under the impression that his invitation to get together meant I would have come home with his poz cum in my ass. "That's why it didn't happen," he replied, adding "because I don't want to be the one to infect you." I responded that he and I had discussed this many times and he knew what I wanted. I told him I thought he enjoyed me blowing him and I certainly enjoyed his tongue in my hole, and getting fucked would have been great. Then he tells me to come back... Sorry dude, the moment passed. I was at home, in bed, disappointed. I jerked off and went to bed. This morning I saw he sent me another message. Now he says he's all for pozzing me up... WTF? So my quest to take a poz load from a guy who wants me to have it continues... -
Any rough, dom poz tops want to poz my neg virgin hole?
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