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Last weekend the poz party host, Mike, said he had 11 poz tops who could come over and breed my ass - if I was available. Of course, I dropped everything for that! We both wanted this orgy to top the last one. He asked what the maximum number of loads I had ever taken in a single session. Thinking back, I concluded it was 16, taken when whored out to friends of a friend a few months back. Mike figured with the 11 tops that we could easily break that record. Mike also wanted this party to go a little more different than the last, as this time I was to be blind-folded, not knowing the identity of the top who was breeding me. Mike encouraged the tops to be a bit rough this time. Finally, as Mike is somewhat of a micromanager, he also instructed me to keep as much cum in my hole possible. Most of the time I was kneeling on the floor on all fours, but occasionally a top would flip me on my back, him kneeling behind me, and my legs being held in place by the other tops. With no visual stimulation, I could focus completely on the feeling of the cock in my hole, and I swear every cock felt different, to the point I was identifying each top by his cock, if not by his style. About half-way though I started to feel sore, but they didn't even give me a chance to get away or take a break. As soon as one cock was out, another was in my hole. At one point a couple of the tops tried for a double-penetration, but it was too awkward: no matter what angle I tried, I just could not make it happen. Maybe if I had NOT been blind-folded we could have coordinated better - don’t know. Well, after I worked-through the discomfort, I had reached a plateau where the pain was gone, and I was so loose and cummy I felt like I could go forever. I could feel and hear the cum churning inside my guts. Of course I tried to keep as much in as I could, but a few cocks were rather large and displaced some of the earlier loads, so I was certainly leaking. Several times I felt guys felching the leaking cum. Sweet pervs! Well, all good things had to end, so eventually the activities slowed-down, the voices faded, and I registered the poz party was more or less over. Mike removed my blindfold off and I confirmed what I suspected, that we were alone. He told me there was one last thing he wanted me to do before I left. He pulled out a martini glass and told me I was going to drink a ‘dirty’ martini. He had me get back down on all fours, and when I was in position, he started fingering my cum-filled hole, coaxing me to relax and let the cum flow. After surprisingly little effort, I was successful, and I felt a long stream of cum and ass juices fart out of my hole. Mike was able to capture much of the cum in the martini glass, and remarked in so doing, my hole was one of the most talented, if not the sloppiest hole he had ever seen. He fingered out as much remaining cum as he could, then handed me a glass that was half-full with the cum, and bade me to drink it down. It was delicious. I felt compelled to lick the glass clean. I can't tell you who was fucked me or how many loads each guy shot into my ass. The tops were not consistent in advising me of whether or not he blew his load, so my reckoning may well be off. I am fairly sure I took 20 loads, certainly more than my earlier total. Mike said he thought the total was actually higher, as 14 guys showed up: 9 of the 11 original invitees, in addition to a tag-along friend of an invitee. The other attendees responded to a craigslist advertisement that solicited poz tops. Only two of the nine guys were repeats from the last party, but he wouldn't tell me which ones. Whatever the precise number, a good time was had by all.
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Probably the most oft requested thing by our curious readers is the story of the first time Zach or I took a poz load. Obviously our readers also have very dirty thoughts on their minds. The problem is neither of us knows when he first took a poz load. I can tell you the first time I knowingly took a poz load, but we do suspect a few tricks prior to that occasion of being poz. In fact, if it hadn't been for the revelation that some of the guys with whom we had barebacked were poz, we probably wouldn't have started exclusively barebacking or knowingly take poz loads (although I'm sure it we would have eventually reached this same point, just not at that time). Frankly, the more we learned who, in fact was poz, and indeed that most guys in the BB community are poz (even if they don't know it), the less it seemed important to fear exposure to poz loads. We had both been chatting online with various openly poz guys who were very hot and wanted to fuck around with us, but had shied away, knowing they were poz. Even though we had let guys dump loads into our asses without disclosure of HIV status, knowingly taking a poz load takes a certain leap of faith. It's like surrendering your virginity - all over again. One day I was on BBRT and received a message from a cute little European stud, Ivan. He was looking for other poz guys with whom to play. Needless to say, he was only interested in bareback. Since he said he only felt comfortable playing with other poz guys, I told him I had also just tested poz. Even though I preached about honesty, I figured in this case, disclosure rules didn’t apply, since I had the right to risk HIV, and I, being negative, couldn’t hurt this cutie. We chatted for quite a while and found out we had pretty much everything else in common - sexually speaking. He shared some photos and a video of him jerking off and blowing one of the biggest loads I'd ever seen. Immediately, visions of that load filling my ass filled my head. Even though there were other poz guys on line that night, at least a couple of whom I thought were hotter looking and with whom I would love to have played, something clicked while we were chatting and I knew that I wanted Ivan to fuck me - to be my first openly poz hook-up. He said he was generally a bottom, but I told him I really wanted to flip-fuck, and exchange loads. Happily he was game. I told Zach all about the exchange, and I shared the pictures and video. He seemed equally excited for me to get together with Ivan. I set up the hook-up for that night, wasting no time. Ivan said he had a four day load saved-up and couldn't go another night without getting off. I knew I was in for a big load and was excited as hell. On the drive over to his place, I had a mix of anxiety and excitement. The excitement won over though, ‘though, and the anxiety just pumped up my adrenaline. I arrived at Ivan’s place, and I wasted no time in telling him to start fucking me. Our clothes were off and he worked his cock into my ass within five minutes of my walking through the door. He was very easy to take since he was only about average sized, which for gay tops means small, but I was in it for the very large charged load. He fucked me for the better part of an hour, non-stop, and I was getting cramped. It turned out he had never cum in anyone before and was having trouble climaxing. I told him that I would fuck him and he could jerk-off and when about to come, he could fuck it into my hole. We proceeded with that plan. I started to play with Ivan’s ass: I could tell he was a natural bottom. His ass was small, bubble shaped, firm, and completely smooth. His hole was dark purple and puckery. I rimmed and fingered it for a while. It was quite tight for someone who was a self-professed bottom slut. His skin also had a distinctive flavor and smell that only foreigners have - not like the usual vanilla white American boys. Using just the spit from our rimming session, I slid my cock into him. Once past his tight hole, I found a large open cavity that was a playground for my cock and could definitely hold a lot of cum, just as one would expect of a natural cum-dump. It only took me a minute to shoot my load into his hole, and, I surprised myself by being able to get another load off. Guess the excitement was getting my balls in a tizzy. As I was pounding his ass for round-two, Ivan had been jacking his cock, and was rapidly approaching climax, so I pulled out, the cum and ass juices dripping of my cock, and likewise oozing out of his hole. I got on all fours, and he mounted me doggie style. I was ready to receive his load. He pointed his cock at my hole as he began to slide his cock in my hole. In the process of doing so, he apparently came, because I saw a stream of white cum gush from the tip of his cock and felt it well-up out of my hole. He rammed his cock into my hole and finished unloading in me for quite some time. He pulled his cock out of me and fingered my hole for a while, massaging the gobs and gobs of warm gooey poz cum into my hole. I went to the bathroom to clean-up a bit and bent over in front of the mirror to admire my own hole. It was glistening and irresistible, so I fingered myself a bit more, this time watching in the mirror. I pushed a little cum out and watched it dribble down from my hole. I fingered it around my asslips, and then licked my finger clean. I was mesmerized. I couldn't believe I had taken that plunge. I kept the rest of his cum inside me so I could feel its warmth while I fell asleep that night. That night I slept with dreams of all the other poz guys I had previously passed-up, and fantasized about what I would do with them when I had the chance.
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When I lived in Vegas there was a guy, Jason, who came into the office where I worked. He was fuckin’ smoking hot: reddish brown hair, striking blue eyes, tattoos, muscles - the whole nine yards. We would flirt and talk on the phone, but whenever I suggested we hang out, or to fuck, he would shy away from me and I wouldn't hear from a while. Finally, I wrote him off as a game player and cut my losses. One horny night I was at Hawk's gym, went into the dark room there and found a hot bodied man, and promptly slid my cock in raw. After a couple of minutes, I asked him if he wanted to go to my room. He agreed, whereupon we left the darkroom, only to recognize each other. It was Jason. Not sure where we stood, I told him my room number, thinking he might just split, but instead he preceded me down the hallway. That's when I saw the biohazard tat on his upper back. "I've wanted to do this for a long time" he said. "Yeah, me too." I put my hand on his tat. "Is this why nothing ever happened with us?" "Yeah... I was afraid that you'd reject me if you knew." I shook my head. Once in my room, I dove into his hole, rimming it with enthusiasm. He, in turn, within minutes, simply sat on my cock. I was impressed how readily he took me, but I think he mistook my look for unease, saying "If you want, you can put on a condom." I replied "Is this how you want it? Raw?" “Yeah, but...." "Did you ever jack off thinking of me?" "Yeah." "Did you fantasize that I wore a condom?" "No, but this isn’t fantasy." "I want to fuck you the way you want to be fucked. I know I have fucked poz guys before... you're just the first one I knew was poz." That was enough truth-telling dialogue. I positioned him doggy style and rammed into his ass, calling him a German whore, telling him that he needed my black dick up his hole. He begged me to use him, to shoot my sperm in his guts. He told me he had been a good boy and earned my load. I fucked him on his back, kissing him passionately. His hole was raw and wet from my fucking. He rode me incessantly, thanking me for my cock. I bent him over the table, and then positioned him on his back. We fucked as if we would never touch another man, his round firm white ass, taking my hard and raw fuck. I think it was then that I accepted the notion I would one day seroconvert. I shot my load in his guts and he came all over himself. We kissed for about half an hour after that, holding each other. It wasn't Jason who seroconverted me. I will never know from whom I contracted the virus, nor, for that matter, exactly when I converted, but that night I caught an insight, a glimpse, if you will, of the innate love that is shared between poz men. The love Jason offered to me ahead of time at Hawk’s in Vegas, that night I truly let go, and accepted my destiny. Maybe one day I will recharge his ass with my poz cum.- 2 replies
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A couple of months ago I met-up with a guy on Manhunt. He was a bottom, 20 years old, white, still even living at home, and between boyfriends. He wanted to get fucked, and was frantically horny. He said he was negative, and I assured him I was likewise. We discussed if we were going to go bareback or use a condom. He told me that he had only gone bareback once with his ex-boyfriend, so we would use a condom. He asked if that was ok, and I said “sure, that’s fine,” thinking I would blow him off. Then he asked if I came a lot and if I could cum more than once. Bingo - I saw an opportunity. I told him that I shoot a lot of cum even on my second or third round, but that if I used a condom I could only cum once because after the first time, that the rubber desensitized my dick so much I couldn’t stay hard. But, on the other hand, if I went bareback I could go for two or three rounds (which was actually true). He liked the idea of multiple rounds with me, explaining his former boyfriends had generally had had low sex drives, and, consequently, he was never particularly satisfied in his sexual encounters. In short, he was intrigued by the notion of a multi-cummer who could truly wear-out his hole. Weighing up his remarks, I figured he would probably be open to barebacking, so I invited him over, and told him to pick-up some condoms. He agreed, and took down my address. He showed up an hour later, and was clearly nervous, so we talked a bit while seated on the coach. As he gradually relaxed, I sensed it was time to down to business, so I slid closer to him, took his face in my hand, and began to kiss him. Man did the clothes fly! We were naked within minutes, exploring each other’s bodies with abandon. His cock was a respectable five or six inches, and his balls were drawn tight - presumably out of excitement. Naturally, my cock was turgid, and my big balls ready to deliver their four-day load as directed. Leading him to my bedroom, we maneuvered into a 69 position, each pleasuring the other. He did a decent job sucking my cock, although I was really too big for him, so he focused on stroking the shaft while sucking the head. I swallowed his cock and consecutively swallowed each of his balls as I played with his taint, sensing such as the best way of readying him. Eventually I flipped him over onto his belly and rimmed his bubble butt. For a generally smooth guy, he had an interestingly hairy ass. Fucking sweet! He damn near knocked me off in excitement. Apparently, no one had ever done it to him before. When his ass seemed amply relaxed, I climbed on top of him and rubbed my cock along his crack, showing him that I was ready to fuck him. His build was a lot smaller than mine, so I took command, wrapping my entire body around him, holding him in my arms, grinding my cock against his bubble ass. This turned him on, as I knew it would. This kid was a submissive, and wanted to be dominated by a man. A man he would get! He moaned, and then whispered the words I had been waiting to hear: "fuck me." Smiling with inward satisfaction, I grabbed some lube (which I had placed within arm’s reach) and greased up my bare cock. He didn’t offer-up a condom, and frankly I don’t know if he even had them. I slowly slid my cock head into him, giving him a minute to adjust, as my cock is fairly large, and when the time seemed ripe, eased the entire shaft into his warm, wet, tight ass. I could feel his ass muscles alternately clench down and push back against me, impaling himself onto my raw cock. He was hardly inexperienced, even if generally unsatisfied with his partners. He had mentioned that, when most guys fuck him, they came in under a minute, and he hated as much because he never had time to get off. I could understand why the earlier tops had come so quickly: his ass was round and perfect, but I was determined to make the experience memorable for him, so I measured my strokes so that I wouldn’t blow too quickly. I wanted to convert him in more than one sense. Several times, as my breathing got heavy and I got close, he asked me if I was going to cum yet, and I told him “no, man, not yet - we’ll make it last,” slowing down to delay my orgasm. When I had regained control, I resumed pumping my bare cock in and out of his ass, keeping him pinned directly against the bed, so he couldn’t get to his own dick. Finally I let it go. My balls contracted, sperm shooting out of my raw cock into his ass, pumping him full of poz cum. I unloaded for perhaps 15 seconds, relishing in breeding him. He had no idea what he had taken, besides my cum, into his hole. As my orgasm subsided, I continued to slowly fuck his ass, while he just moaned, feeling my cum squishing around inside him. About 10 minutes later I rewarded him with another load of cum on top of my first one. Spent for at least a little while, I pulled out with a wet plopping sound, and kept him face down so my seed wouldn’t spill out of his ass. I stroked his hole, soothing it with gentle massaging, as we talked for about half hour, and I worked my cock. In due course, my cock regained turgidity, and I had him reposition himself doggy style, mounting his ass again, barebacking fucking him from behind. This time, however, I allowed him to jack his dick. After ten minutes or so, he asked if I was close. I was and said as much, to which he replied "I want to taste it this time." I replied “Nah - this one’s also for your hole. You can eat my fourth load,” whereupon I blew inside his butt, notwithstanding his request. His ass was made for breeding, and I wanted to make sure it was done to completion. As I came, he shot his load onto the bed and collapsed on his stomach, with me on his back. I continued to pump his ass slowly, and him if he wanted my fourth load, but he was exhausted, and truth be known, so was I. He got all mushy and clingy then, wanting to hang out and talk, but I cut him short saying I had to run. I also wanted to get him out the door before he asked to use the bathroom, thus giving my poz cum the time it would need to work its way into his body. Notwithstanding my seeming rudeness, he contacted me a few days later, wanting to get together for another session, but we never did. My work was done, and I knew was sure of as much when a few weeks later, while chatting on-line, he mentioned he had the flu, and wasn’t feeling well. I told him it was going around, and was sure he’d be better soon. Yeah, right! Welcome to the brother hood buddy!
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A few days ago, I had my first bareback experience with a little help from my friend tina (crystal meth). For most of my life, I've always played the good boy...but I recently discovered how hot sex can be with a little chemical help (better living through chemistry, anyone?). I had a few days off from work, so after I woke up in the morning, I logged on to A4A to see if I could find some fun. I'm 25, 6', with a really nice gym-toned body. I was poking around in the NYC rooms when a hot top privated me and asked if I liked getting my ass totally eaten out and then fucked. I immediately said yes. We swapped pics, and god, what a fucking stud. He was 37, 5'10", 180 lbs. of solid muscle. He had this beautiful 8" cock, nice and thick...but the best part was the man upward curve that was clear in the pic. I prep’d myself with a few assps of tina before leaving my apartment and walked the few blocks over to his place. When I got there, we immediately went to his bedroom and got naked. He bent me over and started checking out my hole. He slapped my ass really hard a few times which got my cock rock hard, pushing me face down on the bed and burying his face in my ass, his tongue just working away at my hole. After a little while, he lay on the bed and had me sit right down on his face as his tongue continued to lick and tease at my hole. While he worked at my hole with his tongue, I bent over and started tried to lick his huge cock. For all of its amazing length and girth, I could barely reach it, so I repositioned myself with his cock nuzzled in my crack, teasing my hole. I was so horned up the inside of my hole was itching. He reached over to the night table grabbing the bottle of lube, reached between my legs, slowly working his slippery fingers up my hole. He took some more lube and coated his cock. We rocked back and forth a bit with his cock massaging my ass lips, his precum drooling out of his cockhead, and coating my crack. Clearly, I was ready to be fucked, and he was game. When we had chatted earlier in the morning, I had made it very, very clear that I never barebacked. He had told me that he was cool either way and that fucking with condoms was fine with him, but sitting there, with my hole totally ready and his rock hard cock all lubed up for me, I couldn't resist. I reached back, grabbed his cock, placing the head against my hole, and maneuvering myself so it entered me - just a tiny bit, mind you, but definitely the harbinger of better things. He arched his back and gave me a questioning smile, but didn't say a word. I let his cockhead rest inside my hole for a moment. Then I slowly let myself down onto the rest of his huge, curved pole. When I had him totally inside me, I bent over and planted a kiss on his lips. He smiled at me and slowly thrust his hips forward. I responded by slowly clenching my ass muscles tightly around his huge piece, and he responded with a very happy sigh. He leaned forward and embraced me, and without letting his cock slip out, gently lowered me to the bed and put my legs up on his shoulders. When he was sure I was comfortable, he started to thrust in and out of my hole. When he realized that I was ready for him, he started to fuck me hard and fast. I responded by bucking my ass up towards him. Each time he pushed his cock back in, I would clench my ass muscles to make his ride as tight and sweet as I could. Suddenly, he pushed his cock all the way into me and flipped me on my side, continuing to pound away at my hole. I was so turned-on I was moaning and groaning like a pig in heat. He flipped me over on my stomach and started pounding some more. That mean curve on his cock was hitting all the right spots up my ass. Naturally I was having a fucking ball! He suddenly pulled me up into the doggy position and started pounding even faster and harder than before. Suddenly, he shoved his cock deep inside me and I could feel his cock pulsing as he shot his load deep inside my ass. I was actually a little sad that he had cum, since I wanted more, but to my delight, when, in a few seconds he slid his cock out, it was still rock hard! He got some more lube, slapped it on my hole, and slid his cock right back in my now wet and well-stretched hole. He continued to fuck me hard and furiously. We kept switching positions (which made me very, very happy since the curve of his dick hit different spots) and after another 15 minutes or so of fucking, he shot another hot load up my hole. Finally, he lay down on his back and I got on top and rode his pole like a bronco rider. I jacked my cock and eventually shot a huge load all over his stomach and chest right as he shot his third and final load up my ass. When I turned and looked at the clock next to his bed, I realized that he had fucked my hole for almost two hours, non-stop. That was my first barebacking experience, and I can't wait to get more!!!
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It's about 3 A.M. now here in NYC. I should be in bed, but I can't sleep thanks to what happened about a few hours ago, for the first time I let a guy fuck me without wearing a condom. Just to give you a little background, I live in the West Village in New York. I’m 28 and I’m what most would probably call a gym bunny. I was up late working on some stuff for work, but when I finished up, I figured I’d get on A4A for a bit and surf around to see if I could find some fun. I started chatting with a guy in Chelsea. We swapped pics, and damn...he was hot. He was 35, hairy, muscular, and hung (about 8.5" cut with a huge mushroom head). I knew I had to get fucked by him. I invited him over, and he accepted my invitation with a provision: he told me that he wanted to find me butt naked when he got to my apartment. I agreed. He came over about 15 minutes later. I had already stripped, so I buzzed him into the building, unlocked my front door, and got onto my bed with my ass in the air. I heard the door open and close, and I also heard him walk in. The apartment was dark and he had told me not to look at him until he told me I could. I sneaked a glance, but since it was dark I could only make out his profile as he took his clothes off and dropped them on the couch. He came over to my bad and placed a hand on my ass. "Very nice!" he said, right before he parted my cheeks and buried his tongue in my hole. He would occasionally stick a finger or two in my hole to help open me up. After he spent a long time rimming and fingering me, he told me to turn over. As I got onto my stomach, I finally got to see him. My dick was rock hard at this point, and when I finally saw him live and naked, I almost came. He didn't have a single ounce of fat on his hot hairy body and his dick was fat, hard, and just as big as he had said. He brought his dick to my mouth and told me to suck him off. I gladly took his dick in my mouth and slowly managed to get the entire thing buried in my mouth and throat. When he could tell I was comfortable, he grabbed my head and started fucking my face. He started fucking my mouth faster and faster and moaning louder...suddenly he pulled almost all the out, leaving just the head in my mouth and he started shooting a huge, salty load right onto my tongue. I was so turned on, I swallowed it down as fast as he could shoot it out. He pulled his dick out of my mouth and I was amazed because it was still rock hard. he asked me if I was ready to get fucked. Damn was I ready. He lifted my legs up in the air and again buried his face between my cheeks. He got up and reached over for the lube on my nightstand., lubing himself and my hole, and began to insert his cockhead. I stopped him and told him that he had to wrap it. He looked at me and asked me whether or not I wanted to get fucked. I told him yes, but he had to wrap it. He told me that was too bad, because he didn't like to fuck with them. He started getting off the bed and headed towards the couch where his clothes were. I couldn't believe it...the hottest fucking stud I had ever hooked up with was about to walk out my door without a fuck, and I was so incredibly horned up. "Wait, don't leave. I want you to fuck me. please." He looked at me and I slowly turned onto my stomach. He didn't say anything or move for a minute as I lay there almost quivering with nervousness. He finally started walking back to my bed and got up on top of me, whispering "I’m going to give you the hottest fuck you've ever had, boy: a fuck you’ll never forget." He put more lube on my ass and his cock - I was so fucking hot and so scared at the same time. After what seemed like forever, I felt the rock hard head of his dick right at my hole. He barely moved a muscle while he slid his cock ever so slowly into my hole. it felt like an hour had passed by the time I could feel his pubes pressing against my smooth ass cheeks, but I had never felt so full and so good before in my life. We laid there for a moment and when he finally felt I was ready, he started to slowly pull out of my hole. After a few minutes of skillfully teasing my hole with the entire length of his huge dick, he started to pick up speed. Before long, he was fucking my ass like a jackhammer. I felt better than I had ever before. For what seemed to be hours he fucked me like I had never been fucked before. The hottest point in the night was when he had flipped me back on my stomach and he told me to reach back and spread my cheeks open so he could better get at my open hole. As I lay there with my hands on my ass, he started pounding away and I felt a tingling in my dick as he kept hitting my prostate. Suddenly, I started cumming without even touching myself (which had never happened to me before). He didn't stop while I was cumming though and continued to fuck me without interruption, long and hard. I had never been fucked this long before, and I couldn't believe how good I felt. After a good length of time, with him pistoning in and out of my ass, his breathing got heavier and his moans started getting louder. Between breaths, he said to me, "damn that's a hot fucking hole boy. You want to feel me shoot my load inside you?" He obviously already knew the answer though since he didn't care when I didn't answer. He picked up his pace and suddenly gave a loud moan that I was sure would have awakened my neighbors and I could feel his hot load shooting in my ass as he continued to fuck my hole. I was so turned- on and feeling so good that as he was cumming inside me, I came for the second time that night (and in my life) without even touching myself. He finally pulled his dick out of my ass and laid down next to me as we both tried to catch our breath. I had always sworn to myself that I wouldn't let someone other than a serious BF cum inside me, but I had just allowed a stranger, albeit the hottest man I had ever met, shoot a huge load inside my ass. He told me that I was a hot fuck and he wanted more of that ass. I lay there quietly, thinking about whether or not I could do this again, and I realized that I had to have this hot man inside me again and I wanted...no needed, to feel his hot cum up inside my ass. As he was getting dressed and getting ready to leave, he told me that if I was really good, he'd bring some of his hot friends over for a ride to...and truth be told, I can't wait.
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Was at an ABS last night, standing in the hallway, and heard these two guys (presumably friends) talking together about sucking dick, and stuff, and their wives, so I knew they were married. Each also had a wedding band on. No big deal to me, I could careless if guys were cheating on their wives. The one guy was hot, about 28, brown, short, wavy hair, green eyes, muscular, athletic type. Bubble butt under his cargos. I smiled at him and went into a booth with a glory hole in it. In less than a minute I heard someone come into the booth on the other side. Glanced through the hole, and there were the cargo pants I had seen before. Saw the pants slide down around his ankles, and then his dick came through the hole. Hmm, I thought, I thought this guy was talking about sucking dick, not getting sucked, but I love to suck too, so what the hell. His dick was semi-hard, uncut, and about 5" soft so far. I slid my tongue under his foreskin, and licked, and took the head into my mouth. His dick plumped out to about 8 inches, and the skin pulled back off his glistening wet head. I sucked him all the way into my mouth, as my hands worked his balls. I could taste thick pre-cum from his tip. Gently sucked him, driving him crazy for like 2-3 minutes, when he got rock hard, and started to pull his dick back through the hole (why would he do that?), but I had a good hold on his balls, and held on tight. Not wanting any pain in his balls at that climax moment, he pushed his dick back all the way through the hole, right as his cum spewed out in thick spurts into my mouth. I held his cum in my mouth while he was cumming so it would be really wet and warm. When he finished, I licked all I could from his head, and swallowed it all down. Licked his shaft clean, as he pulled it back through. Well, again not what I expected, but very nice I thought. Next thing I know, his ass is backed up against the hole. Being still on my knees, I put my tongue to his ass and started licking and sucking it. I love a guy that wants more even after he cums. I worked on his sweet, smooth, pink hole for about five minutes, when he backs away and hands me a condom through the glory hole. I struggled with the urge to fuck and the dislike of condoms, this was a nice ass! I also struggled with my need to breed his ass, at all costs, being incredibly turned on by doing that. So I took the condom pack, opened it up, and with my teeth, bit off the tip of it, making a huge hole in the end. I rolled it onto my dick, and held my hand over the end as I was lubing it with spit. I could see him watching me to see that I had the condom on. His ass came back to the hole, with his fingers there to help guide my dick in, he had also put some lube onto his ass. I positioned my dickhead right at his hole, and his hands grasped my shaft (condom covered) to feel it, and make sure it was there, as he helped guide me in. The hole in the end of the condom was only big enough to cover my slit on the head, but I held tightly onto my condom covered shaft as I pushed in, and felt the entire head of the condom tear as I pushed into him, so that my entire head of my cock was now inside him bare. I held still onto the condom as I pushed in, to get about 2" of my dick raw inside him, with just now the lower part of my shaft covered with the condom. His hand moved away, and his ass came back fully against the glory hole and onto my dick. The feeling of being inside someone bare is just too strong to resist, it’s like I go into a trance. I began pumping his ass, wild with lust that this boy was being fucked bare, but didn't know it. His ass was so warm, and moist, and hot, I got close in like 3 minutes. Glory holes always turn me on for some reason and make me cum fast anyway. I gave a final push into him deep, and just held it there, and started to cum and breed his ass, blowing my spunk into him raw. This hot married dude, was being seeded and bred, but didn't know it. I could feel his ass, squeezing my dick as I twitched inside him and blew out about 7-8 shots of my cum into him, wild with emotions that I was breeding a guy. As I finished, he started to back off, and I quickly pulled my dick back through, and held my hand over the tip of the condom as he looked back through, and I pulled it off the same way. Dropped it onto the floor in the corner so he couldn't see it, zipped up and left. I wonder if and when he discovered the broken condom or the load of cum that was now swimming in his ass, if ever. I just couldn't help myself though, the urge to breed sometimes becomes too strong to resist, and I just have a need to get my cum into an ass. He was a hot hot boy.
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I had a great mission accomplished today. I went to the public washroom("restroom" for Americans) today where I always go to for hunting in Vancouver, B.C., Canada, just to let you know. It's in "Robson Public Market" 2nd floor, for those who are curious, and it's the one of the crusiest place in town. So anyway the 1st-end fulfillment was, I got there and there were already few guys hanging around there and I went into one of two stalls. I was stroking my horny dick while looking at the guy in front of my stall through the crack of the door. He was a good looking mid 40-guy, had his hard dick jacking and when we had a chance to play after some straight guys left, I opened the door. My dick was already wet with dirty pozzed pre cum and so was his. I'm sure he was also poz because the way his cheeks were sunken. When I saw his pozzed pre cum oozing out of his hard cock, I had to lick and eat it all. I sucked and he fucked my mouth hard and I could tell he was getting close and then he pulled his dick out of my mouth. Then he started to suck my high charged dick that was with full of pre cum dripping out all the way to the floor. In the meanwhile, the guy next door was looking over the wall from his stall watching me sucking him and he wanted to join us but the guy I was sucking on told me to go somewhere else. I told the guy next door to stay there for a while because I was going to come back to do more with him. We deep kissed over the wall and I left. So we both got out of the bathroom and there is a stair case right beside there which is usually for emergency only. We went down to the bottom of the stairs and stayed right behind the one way doors. I started to suck his rock hard dick again and I could taste a lot of pre cum pouring into my throat and he was fucking my throat harder and he started to moan. It was such an incredible feeling when a gallon of hot creamy pozzed man juice was shooting and going inside of my throat. And after we exchanged the ph #, I went back to the bathroom to be more slut with the guy who was in the next door. He was still there, he came out of the stall with a huge hard on, had a nice big uncut dick with pre cum pouring out and as he was stroking his horny bastard it was smearing all over his dick head so I had to clean it all up with my cum dirty mouth. I know this guy was also big time poz so I couldn't waste a drop of his bio hazardous man fluid. I was sucking hard so then I can milk and drink the second of poisoned cum load and let it united with the 1st one in my gut. But as he was getting closer, he said "Do you want my dirty cum inside of you?" and so I said "Sure!!" And he said next, "Do you want me to fuck you?" Of course that's even better so I said to him, "Yeah, man. I want you to fuck me with that!" and then he goes, "Do you want me to shoot up your ass?" I said "Oh yeah, you have to give that dirty cum in my ass, man!!" So I quickly grabbed my lube bottle and showed him my ass while I was sticking my finger with lube on so he's got even more excited and he rammed his explosive bare dick in my cum slut ass and he was dumping all of his sick dirty seeds of AIDS inside of me. So now I had 2 ends of fulfillment. The 3rd one happened outside of the bathroom right after the 2nd. I was still waiting for someone else inside the stall, waiting for my prey, prey to breed my high charged sick sperm that I hadn't cum for a week. There was this tall good looking dark blonde blue eyed young guy came in to the next stall. He started to stroke his dick. I can tell when guys do that from the underneath of the wall. He has very nice blonde hairy legs, which is my favorite, and I started to touch his sexy legs through under the wall. I bent down and tried to look his face and he was very good looking guy with moustache and goatee. I really wanted to have him as a prey. I kind of assumed that he was a bottom for some reason. Maybe he didn't have as big dick for a big guy. He was at least 6'2". For some reason he started to get ready to leave without telling me anything so I thought I should take a chance. I got up and got ready quickly too. He was washing his hands and so I came up to him and said, "Do you want me to suck you off?" As the matter of fact, I initially thought he was straight or one of those "coming out guys" so I couldn't be straight forward and say "Do you want to get fucked?" So he said, "Well, it's (being sucked off) not my thing..." So what the hell, I took a chance and said, "Well, do you want me to fuck you?" as I was rubbing his ass. And surprisingly he goes, "Do you like fucking??" I go, "Hell, yeah!" and I added, "I like fucking bareback, do you?" He smiled and said, "Me too!" So he took me to his apartment a block away from the market and we jumped onto the bed. We gave deep kiss to each other, I kissed his neck, his hairy chest, I ate his sweaty arm pits, went down to his stomach and to his dick. But I couldn't wait to fuck him so I made the foreplay very short and I started to eat his man pussy. It was already wet and it was a sweet slut cunt. I fucked his cunt with my tongue and he had his both legs wide open with his whore cum hole sticking the air and he was moaning as if he couldn't wait any longer to take my hard horny sick mother-fucking cock up his ass. I lubed up his asshole and it was already loose and nicely ready so finally I slid in my rock hard blood pumping dick in his hungry horny man cunt. First, I gave it slow to make sure he will feel every inch of my dick and then plowed faster and faster, sometimes small quick strokes around my dick head so we both would feel the lips of the asshole are being pulled in and out. I asked him, "Do you want my dirty poz cum in your ass?" And then he said, "Oh yeah, give it to me!!" "I want you to seed me!" and I said, "Oh yeah, I will seed your ass with my poisoned cum, man!!" And he became very close and shouted, "I'm going to cum soon!!", so was I so I said, "Oh yeah, me too, boy, there you go, I'm gonna give it to you!! Take my dirty cum in your ass!! Aaaaaahhhh!!" We came exactly at the same time and it was just heaven! Especially when I think about his ass was full of week long heavily charged toxic cum and it's going to absorb into his gut and blood. That was today's afternoon and I'm already horny and ready for more breeding and getting bred. I think I'm going to go to the bath house for more actions now!! Aye for now, AIDS bros!
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I had a hot time Monday morning. First, I went to the local park and, within thirty minutes, got my dick up a young faggot. The guy looked about 20-something with his Columbia sweatshirt on, short dark blond, nice tight body and a dick about 6 1/2 inches but very thick. He came into the restroom and went into the booth next to me. I began to peep over and noticed he was playing with himself. I began to tap my foot and he did the same thing. Someone else came in and Columbia-boy left, I thought I had missed a fine piece of ass from this guy -- and my poz load up young ass is the best. Well, the intruder pissed and left, and then Columbia-boy came back in and into the urinal. Where the urinals are there is a glory hole. I began to look again as he played with himself and became erect. He went to the glory hole and slid his cock in -- right down my throat. I was already there and chewed on his young beefy dick for a little bit. I sucked for about ten minutes and then I noticed his breathing changed, so I stopped. I got up and stuffed my big cock through, and heard him moan. My 9+ incher gets that a lot. I felt his hot young mouth on my cock, doing his best to swallow me to the root. Every time he gagged, my cock spurted some of its poz precum down his throat. I pulled away after a bit, and told him I was coming over. He opened his door, and smiled. Mr. Columbia liked what he saw: a tall, hairy-chested stud with a big cock. I didn't say much, just spun him around, and said, "I wanna fuck you." He tried to protest, so I squatted down and started eating him out. Soon, I had him moaning and writhing, as he held onto the top of the partition for dear life. Then, I got up, spat on my poisoned cock, and speared him. Columbia-boy winced in pain, and let out a groan of agony. His tight ass wasn't too welcoming for my cockhead, so I pushed harder. Without warning, my cock popped into his ass, and he gasped. I didn't give him any time to adjust, and just started fucking him. He was hurting, and wanting my cock. I gave his tits a hard twist, and his ass opened up real nice. Soon, I had him fucking me back. I felt my balls tingle, and started to pile drive him. His "uh, uh, uh" got louder and louder. I gripped his hip and made on final slam into him, and blasted my first charged load of the morning into his ass. He jerked himself off as I shot another spurt into him, and his ass started dancing on my cock as he came on the stall wall. Cum dripped down his leg when I slid out of him. He grabbed some toilet paper and started to wipe, then noticed the pink goo on the paper. "Shit, I'm bleeding," he said. I looked and shrugged a bit. "Are you safe," he asked me then. "I'm completely healthy," I told him. I straightened myself up, and wiped the pink goo on my cock, and then left the rest room for a break. As I was sitting at a bench, I watched Columbia-boy leave, walking a bit funny and looking a bit worried. I smiled to myself. After he left, I decided I wanted some more ass. So I went to the local university t-room where I normally got young ass and found this hot little twink hanging around outside the bathroom. He was just my type: couldn't have been more than 19 or 20, thin and waifish with short brown hair and beautiful puppy eyes. His eyebrow was pierced and he wore a tight, thin t-shirt that let me know his tit was pierced too. I walked around for a bit and let him follow me. I would outline my 9" dick against my sweats and let him get worked up over it. I played with my dick, getting it hard and dripping precum, and let him drool over the big wet spot I made. I then went into one of the handicapped bathrooms that locked and waited for him. He came in and locked the door. I began to play with my hard dick as I watched him watch me. "Do you want this," I asked him, and he nodded. I pulled him to me, and pulled off his t-shirt. I tongued his tit-ring and he threw his head back and moaned, so I twisted the other one. He grabbed at my t-shirt, and took it off, and nearly came when he saw my hairy chest. He rubbed his smooth twink chest against mine, and got all turned on by it. I unbuckled him and turned him around, I had him lean over the sink in the restroom. Since I really wasn't in a hurry, I just went to work on his neck and ears to help him relax. I kissed him, and ate him out, played with his tits, and sucked his nice big cock for a bit. He watched me in the mirror as I rubbed my poz cock against his ass crack. I did this for a while before spitting on my dick and ramming it home – into his hot twink ass. He grimaced and began to breath hard and tried to jump away but I held him down as I remained in him without moving. His ass felt great! I leaned into him, rubbing my chest against his back and whispered in his ear, telling him how I was going to fuck the shit out of him, and rape his ass with my big dick and fill him up with my hot cum really helped him relax and get into the spirit of things. He began to rock back into my dick. I fucked him almost twenty minutes! As I was fucking him, he began to j/o and get loud and tell me to fuck him with my "big fucking cock." I fucked and fucked him and he came on the floor in the restroom. I was getting real close, and felt my charged cum beginning to churn in my balls. "I'm gonna cum," I said. "You want it?" "Yeah," he panted, thrusting his ass back onto my cock. "Give it to me. Give me your fucking cum. Shoot your load in my ass." As his ass tightened around my dick, I felt my balls lift as I flooded him with my hot poz cum. We rested a bit, and cleaned up. He never once asked me about anything, even after he saw blood on my cock and the paper he was cleaning his ass with. I tweaked his nipple, and said "See you 'round."
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This was salvaged from Bugshare.net, the 'Strictly Stories' section. I've retained a couple of the follow-up postings as they aren't bad. ************************************************************** I knew the whole fucking thing was going to be videotaped and end up God knows where. Could end up being sold as an amateur adult film, the not-so trustworthy pimp dude Jim raking in all the profits. As I put my clothes in a white plastic bag with my name written on it with a black magic marker and handed my wallet for Jim to lock up in the safe ,I felt like maybe I should back out of this and say I changed my mind. Five "clients" were coming over to try out a couple of his escorts- All of us the ones he could charge more money for, since we took it bareback. I signed the forms he handed me without flinching, relinquishing all rights. Signing everything over to Jim like a good bareback male escort should do. Hey. Meth doesn't buy itself. Plus I get a kick out of being a sub bottom sometimes. I signed as Jim smiled and said, "Good. Now go over and smoke with the others. Get in the mood." I did as told and soon was high as a kite, wanting to get fucked above all else. Some homely older clients that showed up, jacking their dicks while feeling us up were very verbal and daring. Jim walked around with a hand held video camera, giving us directions and commenting on how hot the action was. Hugh, my fellow escort, was sucking off a guy while Jim called him a slut and told him to get on all fours and offer his ass to the guy to fuck. Jim held poppers under Hugh's nose, and soon it was like a match made in heaven, the fucking going on until the guy unloaded deep inside Hugh. I was ordered to felch the guy's cum out of Hugh's tight, freshly fucked ass as Jim zoomed in for a close up. I looked into the camera and smiled,fully intoxicated. "Sick out your tongue and show us that cum!" he directed. "Go into the bedroom," Jim instructed, and I did so, finding a rather attractive, 'though very skinny looking guy waiting for me. "Drink your cocktail," he said, and I took the drink from the nightstand and swallowed it down. Pineapple juice. Very chalky pineapple juice, I thought. Things got blurry a while after that and then sucking his cock became too complex for me and I just lay there on the bed while the man rimmed me like mad and then I must have passed out or something. I woke up not feeling terribly hungover or anything, but extremely sore. My butt was tender and full of cum. I was bleeding a little. I could have contracted anything. Jim knew I wouldn't intentionally take any POZ loads and he always assured me the guys who paid to fuck me were neg. He said he screened them. Jim said I could just spend the night and the video was very hot. "You took it like a pro. They double dicked you at one point- I had to call the other guys in to help set it up and it wasn't easy, but you took their loads alright. We made sure of that." "Will I be able to see the video?" "Nope. No can do. Anyway, you relinquished your rights, remember?" Andre, one of the other escorts came over to get into bed and go to sleep too. "You were so hot, the way you took it all." "What about, like, getting paid for it?" I asked. "One of the guys fucking you was saying something about welcome to the Brotherhood' or something and asked Jim if he could leave you a nice tip. Jim told him you were doing it for the Cause, because it was your duty and you didn't expect payment." Jim was standing in the door as we talked, a huge grin on his face. Relinquishing your rights is hot, I thought, as I drifted off to sleep. Doing it for the Cause. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Love the basic premise of this one: going to a guy's house to get twisted on T and being whored out to pay for the chems. The other month, I was on vacation in another city and I went to this bb party, and took a few loads when this guy at the party said let's go to this other party, so we packed up and went. I was offered to smoke some t almost immediately which I gladly accepted, then got on all fours on the bed and took on any cock I could get. As much as I've tried to find this kinda scene in my own town, I've just struck out so far. I think it'd be so hot to find a poz daddy who would regularly schedule me and another bottom or two to come over after work on a Friday, he'd take and lock away my clothes, I'd get cleaned out, he'd fill me with chem piss, get me wasted on T and 420, then be used by him and his buds and random guys he'd invite from the internet until Sun morn. Eventually guys would know they could just stop by poz daddy's place over the weekend to drop a load or two in our willing asses. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- [i was] walking home the other night, chemmed up and slightly drunk, i looked over to see a door open, a fit guy standing there, no shirt, and tacky bottoms on, rubbing his crotch. Feeling brave, I said "Why rub it? Let's go inside and fuck." He waved me over and said, "I only play bareback." I smiled. As the door closed my hand went to his dick. Fuckin' nice. A hung guy like myself. We kissed behind the door. I went down on my knees. Fuck his dick was beautiful. Long thick cut and dripping precum. I thought 'I had better get you to cum before I stick my poz tool into you.' We played about 20 minutes. Damn - he rammed his cock deep in my throat and shot fucking gallons, or so it seemed. I was rock hard and ready to fuck, so I got up got him doggy on the floor and slid my pre cummed dick bollock deep. He said in a low voice "I ain't poz yet." I shouted as I rammed in, "You will be tonight." We ended up flip fucking all night. I didn't see or hear from him for a few months. Then he let me have the good news - he had my gift, and he would ring when he fancies another fuck.
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This was salvaged from Bugshare.net, the 'Strictly Stories' section. The remarks that followed the story were salacious, so I decided to include them. The story was a bit incoherent, so I had to do a substantial reworking to get it to read correctly. **************************************************************** It is true what they say about jail: there is more sex on the inside than there is on the outside. I was arrested about 2 years ago. Really was the wrong place at the wrong time, but anyway that is neither here now there. But I will say I was arrested leaving a sex club. I had been there for over 16 hours getting my hole loaded and stretched. Needless to say I was pretty ripe and nasty. The booking process takes a couple of hours. As I sat there in a holding cell, my eyes began to wonder around. The five other guys with me were kind of hot: two black guys, two white guys, and a Latino dude. I could tell a couple of them knew that I was a fag. They would look at me and smirk as they rubbed their cocks very carefully. The best part about the holding cell was the fact that the toilet was basically in the middle of the room. I would nonchalantly watch as these dudes had to piss!! As I watched the stream from each guy's cock, it took all I had to hold down my boner. Just as I had contained my boner, one white dude, big beefy and tatted, sat down on the toilet to dump. You could tell he had been here before as he did not hesitate. Sleaze at its best. Well, eventually we were done with booking and it was on to the strip search. Two guards took all six of us into a room where the guards ordered us to strip and wait for further instructions. They then ordered each one of us to turn around, bend over and cough when told to do so. When it came to my turn, I turned around, bent over and coughed. I could see the two guards smirking and talking to each other. They approached me and told me to cough again. I had no idea why they had me do that. In any event, as I was coughing, one guard shoved two fingers in my hole and said to his partner "I bet he could smuggle a lot in here." Of course he found nothing, but having his fingers up my hole was okay by me. After they were finished with all of us they gave us our prison clothes and sent us to our assigned housing. As I walked past the guards the one told me that I better get ready for some crazy shit. At that point i did not know what to think, although in hindsight, the sex club was a good introduction! I was assigned to section 'b' block housing where I would stay until I had my day in court and found out my fate. As I entered my eyes came upon my two cell mates: one of them, Jose, looked like a Mexican / Latino gang member. He was about 5'9, weighed about 165, dark skinned, eyes, and hair. had a couple days of stubble and a ton of tatts. My other cell mate was a huge older black dude named Carl - probably close to 50. He stood about 6'4, 250, big beefy motherfucka. The first few days went pretty smooth. We did alot of talking and finding out about each other. On the fourth day things got a little twisted. I was laying there on my bunk just chillin, Carl was doing the same when all of a sudden Jose got up to take a shit on the commode. He pulled down his pants and sat down. As he was sitting there he started to look at me in a funny and said that he had something to asked me. I told him to go for it, he had said he had heard I was a filthy fuck pig and he wanted to see my shitter. At that point I frankly did not know what to do. Carl had gotten off of his bunk and was now standing by mine. I just lay there silent and Jose repeated his demand I show him my shitter. Carl then told me if I knew what was good for me, I would comply, mentioning he and Jose were in with the guards and that was how they found all of this out. Deciding compliance was the better part of prudence, I stood-up and started to undo my pants. Just then, one of the guards from strip search appeared in front of my cell. He sort of just looked in and smirked. So I continued to pull down my pants and raise my legs. As I did, I could smell my ripe nasty hole - none of us had showered in four days. When Jose and Carl saw my hole, they both started talking about it, how big it was and that it looked bigger than a pussy! Jose then told me to come over and suck his cock. I just stood there, at which time Carl then slapped my ass with and open hand, demanding I take care of Jose - but as I moved me to get over there, Carl shoved me back to the bunk, and ordered me on my back, with my legs in the air. Recognizing the situation in which I found myself was not wildly different than the sex club, I complied, laying on my back, legs in the air, and hole wide open. From my position I could see the guard, he told me to do what I was told. So, when Jose stripped his prison clothing, revealing a hot hairy bod. He walked over and said merely "open-up, man." I was happy to take his big, ripe, nasty cock down my throat. I immediately got hard as I worked on his cock. Carl then came over with his pants undone and his huge black cock out and ordered me to my knees. Jose withdrew his cock, and I slid to my knees, at which point Carl pulled my head onto his cock, telling me to take it all down my pig throat. So there i was on my knees going between Jose and Carlos. They kept telling me that if I took good care of them that they would take good care of me. The next thing I knew, Jose turned around and, positioning his ass in front of my face, and ordered me to pleasure his balls and hole. Although his hole was far from pristine, I decided this was not the time to be squeamish, so I dove into his ass, and eagerly licked his dirty hairy hole. Carl, meanwhile, ordered me to stand, bending over, and as I resumed my attentions to Jose, Carl started to play with my shitter, telling me how he was going rip it open and make me his bitch. At this point Jose turned-around again, and fed me his rigid cock as I felt Carl ram his beautiful black rod into my hole. Needless to say, I was in heaven: I had Jose's beautiful, uncut cock down my throat and Carl's horse cock in my ass. Both guys were clearly enjoying themselves. The momentum was building: Jose was leaking a ton of precum, and my hole readily opened to Carl's rod - thankfully. He was far from gentle. Within seconds he was all the way in my hole, pounding away. All the way in and all the way out. He told me he was getting close to putting his nasty seed in my shithole and that I had better not drop any of it - whereupon he pounded harder and deeper until he unleashed his huge thick nasty seed up my hole. Jose then moved to the commode, and sat down, with his cock standing upright, telling me to get up and ride his dick. Happy to comply, I sat down on his lap facing him, his cock sliding up my hole. I could feel Carl's load running out of my loose hole. I started to ride Jose like there was no tomorrow, and was even able to service his ripe pits. Fuck I love man smell. All too soon Jose ordered me on all fours with my face over the commode. Kneeling behind me, he started to ride my shithole as he pushed my head closer to the toilet, asking me if I liked the smell of his shit. Of course I answered "yes." This drove him even more wild, and he fucked me like there was no tomorrow, smacking my ass, telling me I was shitting on him a bit and that I would have to clean his cock up. After about 10 minutes of feverish ass-pounding, he finally dumped his load up my sloppy dirty hole, whereupon he pulled his cock out of my ass, and ordered me to clean him up - which I was happy to do. I cleaned every bit of shit and cum off of it. Afterwards they told me as long as I did what they wanted, I had nothing to worry about. This was just the beginning of the nasty prison fucks!!! ************************************************************ aaah nothing like a good prison story and true there is more sex in there than on the outside horny hot men pinned up with nothing but ass and cock all day where do i sign up. ************************************************************ There really is more sex in (at least) federal confinement; during my 17 months I saw and participated in at least one or two incidents per week; the COs don't care so long as it's not 'in their face'; it is almost always black and white inmates (because neither loses 'face' nor will any of them talk about it with peers); three good things came out of my experience - I learned how to blow a big black dick to his satisfaction; learned how to take a huge black uncut dick up my hole with little lube and in the strangest places with me in the wildest positions; and when (and when not to) go into the communal showers if I wanted to remain 'safe' i.e. not raped.
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This was salvaged from Bugshare.net, the 'Strictly Stories' section. I posted in in Chem Sex Fiction because the guy targeted by the poz guys is described as "...drunk or high or something." The story was riddled with misspellings and typographical errors. I hope I caught them all. *********************************************************** I just wanted to write about something I witnessed first hand at Steamworks in Chicago a month or so ago. It was so hot that I have jacked off MANY times since then thinking about it. I was at Steamworks on a Saturday night, it was close to bar time when the place really starts hopping. I had been fucked a few times (bb of course) and I had filled a few holes with my cum as well. To the best of my knowledge I am neg. I had seen this group of 3 guys earlier and I had noticed biohazard tatts on 2 of them and saw them making out and fucking each other raw and they looked like they had some nice pieces of equipment on them. I ws standing in the hallway and I could see over where the steps were and see the new guys walking up from the changing room/locker area up to the second floor and I had seen some nice relatively hot guys walk up. I then saw this blonde guy, well built solid body, very short almost military style haircut, come up the steps it was very obvious that he was drunk or high or something. He looked to be maybe 21, 22 or 23, somewhere in the very low 20's. I watched as the 3 guys I had seen earlier. All in their 30's I assumed and I also assumed they were all poz, or at least 2 of them were. They went up near the drunk blonde who had just come in and started to talk to him and kind of corralled him and then led them back to a room that they had. When they got him back there they left the door open and I stood close by outside watching the scene in front of me. It was hot watching these guys get him out of his towel. One of them went down and started sucking on his nice size cock, another was working on his nips back and forth and the third was making out with him. They did that for probably 10 to 15 minutes, then one of them got out a bottle of poppers and had the blonde start inhaling them. They got him down on the bed on his back, one straddled his chest and was feeding him his cock, and keeping the poppers close, one was kneeling on the side of the bed sucking on the kid's cock and the other one was rimming his ass and getting him ready for a nice hot fuck. It was so hot hearing the kid moaning in between sucking and huffing the poppers. The biggest of the 3, I am going to assume he had a cock somewhere around 8" or so then got out the lube and lubed up his cock and lubed up the kid's ass and was getting ready to fuck him. I did not think I was going to see a infection scene unfold in front of me that night, but it was definately hot and I was jealous a bit that I was not the guy getting fucked. The top started to slide his cock in the kid's ass and the kid took the cock out of his mouth and said "man, you gotta put a rubber on if you wanna fuck me." Well at that point I thought it was going to get boring. What is the fun of fucking a kid if you have a rubber on? The top obliged 'though. He took out a rubber and unrolled it, bit off the entire tip of the rubber and then he put it on. The kid reached back and felt that the rubber was on and he open up his hole again to the guy. The top fucked for maybe 10 minutes and then let loose a huge groan. I could just picture that big hot poz load going up in this kid's ass. After a few minutes the top pulled out and the guys switched positions, keeping the bottom high on poppers and busy with their cocks, and sucking on his. Each one of the tops rode his hole 2 times, each one bit the tips off the rubbers and I assume that the blonde had 6 loads of hot POZ jizz up in his ass at the end of that breeding session. After each of them was done with his second load, one of the guys sucked him off to completion and swallowed his load. I actually heard the kid say "you gotta be careful swallowing cum, you could catch somethign doing that." I had to laugh, knowing the kid was likely to be marked forever by the night's excesses. I went out and took 2 more loads and then called it a night. Gotta love drunk guys and stealth poz tops!!!
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This was salvaged from bugshare.net, from the 'Strictly Stories' section. ****************************************************************** It's all an internet invention, this bug chasing thing. The creation of fetishists. The hysterical reaction to the fear of HIV. Well, that's how it started for me. Harmless fantasizing. Posting messages on bareback sites, posting nude pics in my bareback profile. I'd get fucked raw, sure, but not take any loads. Then I met Gary, a fellow neg sex pig into all kinds of kink, including ws and fisting. I have really small hands and he noticed them at a sex party once and said they're perfect for fisting. We were partying pretty heavily and we got to playing and at some point I went from sucking his dick and rimming him to fingering him to being coached into inserting my whole hand into him by an older, experienced leather top guy who often played with him. "You ain't gonna hurt him. He loves it," the top told me. It was like our bonding experience. We started meeting up all the time and going to the baths together and picking up tops who wanted to get served by two slutty bottims at once. We shared all of our secret fantasies with each other and of course the attraction to POZ tops came up and the fact that we were both lurkers on bareback conversion sites. We started daring eachother to go further and further in our exploits. "I know a POZ guy 've been fucking around with for a long time. His t-cells dropped below a certain level once, and even now that he's better he's officially got AIDS. We should play with him," Gary told me one day. I said sure, that's way hot, let's do it. We had often agreed that the hottest guys are POZ and drooled over their profiles. Gary called his friend and arranged for us to get together a couple days later. We got piggy while servicing guys together before at the baths and at the park, like telling eachother to "really get that tongue up his ass," congratulating each other on how far we had gone. I knew this visit to his friend would be the ultimate dare, the final push. The guy's name was Ted. I had seen him around before, but we never messed around. "Gary told me all about you. Says you really like POZ guys." "Well, yeah, they're the hottest." So Gary talked about our innocent fantasies to him? We had the usual beers, weed, started getting down to action, both of us sucking his dick, then Gary sucking him as I rimmed him. The time came to fuck, and Gary started urging me to go ahead and let him fuck me. I normally took it raw as long as the guy pulled out, but as Gary was greasing up my hole with vaseline, he was telling me,"Take that fucking load, man. Fucking hot. Just go ahead and take it." He held poppers under Ted's and my nose. I was so horned up. Gary was sucking my dick as I got fucked and I was in pig heaven. Tod started fucking me deeper and harder, breathing louder. "Ah, fuck. Take my load, man," Ted said as he came. Gary was kissing me at that point, saying,"Take that fuckin' POZ load," and calling me every filthy name he could think of. "Fuckin' bug chaser. Fuckin' AIDS whore. I was jacked off to my last safe orgasm by Ted, who kept saying "There you go. Now you got it in you, Buddy." That fucking changed me forever. It just let me see how easy it was to take a POZ load. The next time was easier, and eventually I got Gary to take POZ loads, too. We were officially bareback bottom bug chasers.It made us the most popular guests at the sex parties. I ended up getting hepatitis, and that's when my blood tests showed I had sero-converted. I was strangely turned on, although too sick with hep to go out and celebrate. I had become known as the guy who would rim anyone; it had become my favorite sexual activity with strangers. That's probably how I got it. Gary got tested, and he learned he was POZ as well. Now we're the "two POZ bareback twinks" at all the parties. I take every and all loads. POZ and proud.
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I've been working a lot of hours lately, trying to build up some cash reserve, so I haven't been online as much as I used to be. But I wanted to tell you about last weekend when my BF Steve and I went out looking to play. We didn't really have anything specific in mind other than that we were both horny hoped we'd meet up with someone who was into multiple partners. We went to JR’s which isn't really our favorite place - too crowded and too snooty. But the guys that go there are usually really cute. It seems to get a younger crowd than some of the other places in Dallas. We met this guy who turned out to be in town to visit SMU for orientation. He was beginning school after a three-year stint in the Army. His name was Brian. He was kinda short - maybe 5'7" - had short dark hair, a big smile and great personality. Besides that he had a cute butt and a nice bulge in his levis. We talked a while - each bought the other a round of beer. But it's hard to talk with it so loud and besides Steve and I wanted to do more than talk - we both wanted to pump our poz cum into his ass - we figured he was still neg. Steve suggested we go outside to smoke a J. We left and went walking, sharing the weed as we went. Steve got right to the point and asked him if we could come to his hotel. He'd already told us where he was staying and it wasn't too far from there. Brian agreed - jumped at it. We got in Steve's car, drove him to his and then followed him to his hotel. When we got in his room we all just fell onto the bed in a tangled heap. We were all over each other. He was a horny guy, feeling good and ready to play. We were out of our clothes pretty quickly. Steve and I started on Brian; I was sucking his dick and Steve was licking his balls. I swung around to a 69 position more to get out of Steve's way than because I wanted my dick sucked. Steve took the cue and moved his attention to Brian's asshole. Steve poked his tongue in there good and deep. I could see him pulling Brian onto his tongue. From the sounds he was making, Brian was obviously loving it. I moved off his dick and was licking his balls - chewing them some. I didn't want him to cum. Steve was fingering his butthole now and Brian began alternating rimming me and finger fucking me. Steve changed position. He was ready - I could tell. His dick was aimed at Brian's butthole. Steve spit into his palm, held it out to me and I added my own. He rubbed it onto his dick and Brian's asshole and pushed in. That got Brian's attention. He raised his head and said, "Don't you want a condom?" Steve said, "Nah. This way feels so much better, dude." Brian didn't seem to like it. Steve said, "You're safe aren't you? I mean, I'm not gonna catch something fucking you, am I?" Brian said, "I'm clean. Don't worry. I always fuck safe.” Steve just grinned and said, "Cool. Then we're good to go." Damn, I was about to shoot right then. My face was just inches away from where my boyfriend's dick was sliding in and out of this cute healthy boy. I knew Steve was getting off on knowing we were going to be infecting him. Steve pumped him long and slow for a while. I was playing with his nipples, his balls, kissing his mouth. Just keeping him good and happy while my BF was about to shoot diseased cum in him. I could tell when Steve was ready. His face got that glassy look and he tensed up. He was shooting HIV in this boy's butthole. It was all I could do not to shoot right then too. Steve pulled out after a couple of minutes. I asked him if he wanted to fuck me or Steve - or let me have his butt first. Like I figured, he wanted to go last. So I slid my dick in. I love fucking where someone else has just fucked. It's so hot feeling another guy's cum on my dick – especially poz cum. I was so boned I didn't even last long in him. It felt too good and I was too horned up knowing we were infecting him. After I shot inside him, we switched places. Steve and I both lay on our bellies and he fucked each of us some. He felt good inside me even though I'd just shot a load. He ended up shooting his load inside Steve. After that we fell asleep. We all slept on his bed for a while. Later on when we woke up we went for another round at it. Again Steve and I both fucked him - I went first this time. Again Brian waited until he had both our loads in him before he shot - this time he fucked his cum into me. We exchanged phone numbers and wished him luck in SMU. When we got home we were both still horned enough over infecting him that we had to celebrate with shooting one more load each.
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Really not so much to report. Like I said, was just planning on visiting a bud of mine......have known him for about 8 years. He's strictly a suit-and-tie guy.....seldom makes the club scene......real good guy but very conservative (often wondered how he managed to get his bug....but he doesn't talk about it). Anyway, he recently moved into this great high-rise......very deluxe...rents from $1000 and up.......the health club, pool....they even have a secure wine cellar for residents, etc. The plan was just a quiet weekend...go out for some good meals, a show, and do some cuddling and fluid exchanges (he DOES get into watersports too).......just a laid back weekend. Like I said, where he lives is the upscale gay capital of Cleveland......nothing weird like San Francisco or other gay meccas....just enough gays that you can show a little affection in public without any problems and the local eateries & bars are all gay friendly.....even though most gay of them still have a straight clientele too.....pretty nice area. The rents are high enough that most of the younger guys share 2 to 4 to an apartment. Again, the prices are high enough that there aren't any sleazes. My bud has met some of the guys in the building and most on his floor. I had only been there a little while when a guy from down the hall stopped-in to invite my bud down for drinks...he and his roomies were having a party. So we went down and it was all pretty civilized......nice furniture, music not to loud and real drinks (ooooo....vodka martinis...love em). Maybe 18-20 guys in all.....a little flirting and kissing going on but this wasn't going to be a sling session for sure! But it was a good time and we mingled and had a nice time. There were guys 18, a couple in their 30s, and most early 20s. And some other people from the building coming and going. We would have stayed but we were HUNGRY so we made to go but the guys said to be sure and come back. Had a nice Chinese meal, drove around and talked and headed back and decided to check the party. It had loosened up some but still no riot.....heh, these were high-class queers!. (really, a nice bunch of guys). But I think they had planned to "shock" us (ahahahaha). As everybody had more to drink, there was more making out in the living room, on the balcony, etc. but the guys who wanted to get down to it would slip away into a bedroom. But it was like at a pre-arranged signal one of them starts making noise about "needing some" and who was going to do him.....it was like everybody was waiting to see what the reaction would be from the "new guys". So I just gave him a "I'll take some of that", reached for his crotch, gave it a good grab and started to work on his buttons (he was wearing 501s...just tight enough). Then gave him "is here Ok or do you want to go to the bedroom?" I didn't wait for him to answer, just steered him towards a bedroom with my hand on his butt real hard. Went in, closed the door and you could hear all the laughing and cheers from the living room. It was like somebody had yelled "orgy time": everybody had enough to drink by then to really take off with a little push. The guy I had in the bedroom was maybe 23 or 24........maybe 5'11"......about 155.....longish sandy hair. Nice kid....looked like a real preppie. Pushed him down on the bed, finished with his buttons, let it flop out and went down on it before he knew what was going on. He seemed sort of surprised (surprise!!!!!) but got REAL hard. Had a nice cock...not too long....not too thin.....nice head on it. Gave him my best treatment for a while and he was dripping precum before long. He was sitting on the corner of the bed with me on the floor on my knees. I got Willie out and worked him up good, then got up quick and pushed the dude back and before he knew what was going on got Willie down his throat.....but he didn't mind much. Can't say he was the world's best cocksucker, but OK. A little of that and I pulled his jeans off the rest of the way, grabbed him under the knees and lifted his legs & butt...and buried my face and tongue in there. He hadn't had THAT done to him before!!!!!! About this time, somebody opened the door for a look and before long more of the guys were coming for a look and a chant of "do it" broke out. It was nice....at that second you tell that we went from the new guys that they were wondering about to being accepted.....and they all lost what ever inhibitions they had.......it turned into a real party. Worked out good....the guys who were into the scene filled the bedrooms....the guys who weren't stayed in the living room & made out and nobody much cared. The guys in our bedroom were stripping down.....one guy who must have been somebody to the kid I was doing came over and slid his dick in his mouth while I was working on the other end...then somebody came over and started playing with THAT guy etc. The lights had been on, but somebody switched them off and more or less everybody was doing everybody else. It was kind of different....I have been to scenes where lots of guys who never met before stuck it to any hole they could find....but all the time I was thinking that heh, these guys all know each other......friends for a while....maybe work with each other. And while a lot of them had gone one-on-one with each other, I think it was probably the first group action they had ever seen (wonder how things went the day after...lol). Anyway, I had had plenty to drink too (no drugs anywhere there).......but I remember giving the first guy a royal reaming.....plain old from the front with his legs over my shoulders.....while he was sucking on guys, they were watching, jacking on him, sucking each other.....a real friendly group. I was having a good time.......just a straight fuck and shot a dandy good load of poz juice in #1. I went on to sucking a couple others after that.....saw at least one other guy back doing my guy...using my charged juice for a nice slick ride. If my life depended on it I couldn't tell you who I did what to. Guys came and went into the room....at one point I went to the john and was glad to see my bud getting sucked-off on the sofa.....and another major scene going on in the other bedroom. Sorry....no stories of kink, perversion, sm or anything else....just a bunch of dudes having a great nite. I didn't see a rubber the entire night.....and wondered why. Guess it was just a different culture than I'm used to......think these guys thought everybody they know is clean......or had just enough to drink to stop thinking. Most of these guys didn't even smoke.....it was kind of a rush because after a while, instead of the place smelling like cigarettes or joints, it smelled of cum and men....great! I took a break on the balcony...wanted a smoke and to talk to one cute dude who was out there. He was shorter but not a kid....at least 21 or 22. Friendly, made good conversation.....we were kissing and making out in no time......but he definitely wasn't about to do anything in front of everybody. So took him back to my buds apt.......loosened him up good with my fingers (he loved it)......he had the cutest little butt......a bubble butt and so small even for his size....I could really hold most of his butt in one hand and slip my middle finger in there. We got sort of "athletic"..........but finally settled down with him laying flat on his stomach with his legs and butt down but spread, and gave him a nice vanilla fuck. Doesn't sound like much, I know, but he was GOOD......really got into it......he could clamp his ass around my cock so tight I could lift his butt off the bed. He would completely relax and let me give him nice deep smooth strokes......the tighten up and make me work for it. Natural talent I think. Didn't rough him up much....it was just a nice fuck and I enjoyed being with such I nice dude. Was pretty tired by then, but still managed to cum up with a good load for him....felt at least 5 heavy squirts which he appreciated. I was going to suck him off as he lay there (hadn't taken a load yet all night and GOT to have my share).......but he wanted to do it standing up.....so I just sat on the edge of the bed and he did all the work.....God, he had nice moves.....very fluid....just like we were dancing.....I was holding his but in my hands but not really guiding or helping him along.....just holding that cute little butt and giving it soft, gentle strokes. He was rubbing my neck, playing with my ears....enjoyed buzzing my short hair. It was magic.....all very quiet and relaxed. He started to tense up and get ready to shoot, but I thought it wasn't going to be much since he didn't seem that worked up. But he leaned over, kissed the top of my head and very softly said "for you".....then his back arched and the most awesome, sweet hot load poured out of him. Man....I pride myself on not wasting any.....but there was so much it was running out my mouth and dripping down on my dick. Honestly, I enjoy a real "animal" experience but this was music......he was a real treat. Once he stopped spewing, he just stood perfectly still for a while with his dick in my mouth while I savored it. Then, he just sort of poured into my lap and we kissed......passing his load back and forth between us. Finally, we snapped out of it and both had the same idea.....without saying a word, we went into the shower, had a good soak and washed each other down, dried off, got dressed and walked back to the party together. I guess there wasn’t anything else to say after that. Of course, I had to find out who he was....lost track of him back at the orgy but described him to our "host" who told me his name, that he had a small studio apt on the second floor and that he had only recently moved in.......didn't have much experience but probably knew what he did from playing with his brother.....a total cutie who he had met....and who had spent a couple weekends at his bros new place. So now.....feel a little bad......want to see Craig again......worry about both him and his brother going poz............think maybe I should give it up.....but want more of that loving (and maybe a chance to do the bro too!!!!!!). Anyway....we left the party still sort of going.....guys sharing spaces on the floor and falling asleep.. In each others' arms, on the furniture.....still some wild sounds from the bedrooms. By the time we got back to my bud's apartment, we were really too tired to do anything....fell into bed, turned on the TV, and just sort of cuddled until morning. That was nice, but sort of wish I was staying with Craig instead. Haha.....of course, by morning we had our wind back and had a FINE session before breakfast. I'm mostly a top, but bottomed for him and it was good.......guess thinking about all his swimmers and bugs keeps me interested (specially the idea that it may be my bug coming back to me!!!!!). Heh....I'm sorry I got carried away and yakked so long....was sort of fun reliving it. My 18 yo leaves for college in 10 days..........he is well prepared to share with buds he meets there.....hope to still see him from time to time.....but...think Craig will help me live through and separation anxiety, don't you? It is funny.....when I was first getting started had one hell of a time finding my first "teachers" no matter how hard I looked. Now, seems I have all the luck and good things find me. Clean living? I don't know....seems like somebody is looking after me......the least I can do is make the most of it!!!!! share the gift my bro
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This is not quite a bug-chasing/gifting story, but clearly is in that direction. ********************************************************************** For some time now a young MD has been toying with me on-line. He's negative and he's intrigued by the fact that I am HIV+ and fantasizing about having raw sex with me, but he is always too afraid to cum here or to let me cum to his place ... until last night that is! The last time he toyed with me, giving me his address and phone number then freaking out at the last minute, I threatened to go to his place and rape him if he did it again. For about a week he avoided me. Every time I came on-line he quickly got off-line. The last night he got on-line and before he could leave I IM'd him and asked him if he was avoiding me. He said yes. I asked him if he were afraid of me. He said he was, but was also afraid of what he might do himself in terms of being unsafe. We talked a good while. I tried to get him to commit to meeting me. He was non-committal. He fudged. He had to run the clinic in the morning. He was on call. He had a stressful day. I bought nothing of this. I pushed. I talked dirty to him. I told him what I wanted to do to him. I could see by his responses that he was wavering in his defense. He was still afraid of me cumming in his ass or his mouth. So, I said "Well I promise you that I won't even take my 501s off let alone unbutton them." "Oh," he said." You're willing to be an oral top then." Yes," I said “I want to suck your pierced cock! I want to make you moan with pleasure." He said that he was rock hard and wanted me so badly. He said that it was too far for him to come down to mid-town. (Believe me it is less than a 20 minute ride on the train!) I told him the big lie and I said that I would come to his place since I in the neighborhood, and could be there in five minutes. HA! Got him! He relented, begging me to cum over and gave me his address again and his phone number and said he wanted to see me "right away!" I said that I was walking out the door, and I would be there in 20 minutes and signed off before he could answer. I grabbed my Tennessee Williams short story paperback and ran to the train. By good fortune there was an express train about to leave as I walked into the 42nd Street station, so I arrived at 110th Street in less than fifteen minutes and walked directly to his apartment building three blocks up. The doorman let me in and showed me the elevator. In less than a minute this stud was ringing the doorbell standing there in my gray cotton t-shirt, my 501 button fly levis, white wool socks and white sneakers. He opened the door and gasped. "What's the matter, you don't like what you see?" I asked." No," he said, "you're a fucking hot stud." I did not expect that. Frankly, this guy was hot himself. He took me immediately to the side of his bed. He was only wearing a pair of boxers. We immediately started kissing as I caressed his back and solid hot buns. Then, I knelt down in front of him pulled down those boxers and took his cock in my mouth and began to lick and suck it. He groaned. I turned him so that I could push him down on the bed. He whimpered and shook. I put his hot legs on my shoulders and started licking his toes and worked my way up to his crotch. The closer I got to his cock and ass the more he whimpered. Then I did the same with the other foot and hot muscular leg and thigh. He was ready to scream! I pushed his legs in the air and thrust my tongue in that hot quivering ass! He started calling upon his maker! I kept deliberately tongue fucking him only stopping to call him a fucking pig slut and other endearing names. "Oh, God" he moaned repeatedly. "Fucking pig!" I emphasized. I continued to tongue fuck him and chew on that sweet, sweet asshole for over an hour, alternating between that and sucking his pierced cock. He was close. So I came up for air. HA! He excused himself and went in to the bathroom. I lay down sideways on the bed with my feet touching the floor my legs spread apart facing the bathroom door. I pulled my gray t-shirt out of my 510s just up to the bottom of my rib cage and pushed the 501s down just a bit exposing my light hairy stomach. As he came out of the bathroom I was caressing my stomach with one hand, the other rested on my chest. He fell down on his back beside me. I turned my face to him and he turned to me and put his arm over me and we began a long passionate kiss, his hand caressing my exposed stomach ... very lightly and gently. My cock became rock hard and bulged in my 501s. Each time his hand reached to the top of my 501s he would put a finger down the inside. Finally, he touched the tip of my soggy wet manhood and moved a finger around under the foreskin. I was in ecstasy. I was hot and throbbing. Suddenly he sat up and pulling his legs up underneath him he turned himself so that he was facing across my body below the level of my waist. He started to undo the military belt buckle. I feebly protested and touched his hand. "No, please, let me do this." I wanted him. I knew now that I would have him. He could not resist and I knew it. He unbuttoned the buttons on my fly and pulled my 501s open exposing my throbbing 7x5 uncut infected cock. He leaned over and his mouth took the full length of my shaft and his lips pressed against my crotch. I moaned. "Please stop! I'm close!" I pulled his mouth off my cock. He pleaded with me! "Please Daddy, please, this is what I want. I want to drink your fuckin’ load of cum. I want to taste it! Please don't keep it from me. Please let me have it!" It was the most erotic scene I have ever been in. I was so unbelievably aroused by this whole thing. I had him exactly where I wanted him. I knew this would happen. I laid back and his warm mouth engulfed me and he sucked my hot throbbing meat until I engorged this hot poz jizz down his warm and eager throat. He swallowed several times. He was shaking he was so excited. I must have shot a huge creamy load. When he finally took his mouth from my cock we kissed passionately for a long time. Then I sat up and, kneeling on the floor, pulled his legs around my torso, leaned over and sucked his cock long and hard until he shot a big wad of thick, sweet cum in my mouth. It was wonderful. There was so much that some spilled out of my mouth on to his blond hairy belly and I licked-up the spilled load. He sat up and we kissed passionately. Three hours had gone by. It was time for me to get back down-town. I took the bus back. I wanted to savor the memory of that erotic scene. Later that night I sent him an email saying how much I had enjoyed myself and hoped that he would not have any morning after regrets about what we had done. This is the reply I received from him in the morning. “I have no regrets. It was an incredibly erotic moment. I did exactly what I wanted to do. We WILL play again. Sometime soon....”
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I had got in the habit of hitting Midtown Spa in LA whenever I had the occasional free afternoon. Usually focused on the sundeck, steam-room and pool. Getting involved with anyone was a side treat... the place is hit-or-miss so no suprises. One time, an older Hispanic Daddy kept after me while we were in the steamroom. Large build, medium height, he would come up behind me and start rubbing my shoulders, asking me to his room so that he could give me a full body rub. I wasn't into him so I would just say not now but thanks. Very few guys at the club so far. I wandered downstairs to the basement and traded bj's with another guy. I then headed up to the sundeck. Quiet, one other guy up there. I landed on a lounge and faded out for a while. After about 30 minutes, I felt a pair of hands on my lower back. The Hispanic Daddy was back, kneeling next to me and rubbing my muscles. Nothing was said, he just poured some oil on me, focused first on my lower back and then my ass. I was getting more relaxed from his hands-on and horny from his playing with my ass and his sliding his fingers around my hole. He asked again for me to go to his room and I finally gave in and followed him. Once there he pulled my towel off and had me lie face-down on the bed. He straddled my legs and went straight for my ass. Grabbing some lube or oil, he began working his hands all over my butt then through my crack, sliding his fingers into my hole. I'm getting hotter while he's moaning and working on me. He then backs up and begins to kiss and lick my ass. He covered both cheeks with his tongue, working his way down my crack, biting and licking every inch. My cock was driving into the mattress while he focused on my now soggy hole. I was pushing up against his face while he was licking deeper into my ass. He grabbed my hips and pulled me up from the bed then slammed his face against my ass and just dug in with his tongue, sucking on my hole and chewing on my asslips. He must have spent 20 minutes licking, sucking and chewing on my hole. After awhile, he backed away and just began to finger my hole again. I felt him apply more oil to my ass, sliding his fingers into me again and again, shoving more lube or oil into me. Next he began to slide his cock up and down through my asscrack. I was hot and getting in rhythm with his cock. He was in complete control by this time. I was willing for most anything. He would stop and gently push his cockhead against my hole then go back to riding my crack. I was not looking to getting fucked, but he had worn me down pretty well. He very slowly began to slide in and out of my ass with just his cock head. Part of my head was in panic, I hadn't been fucked for years at this time but I was in no position to put up an argument with him either, this was very painful but great, I was jello in his hands and was open to anything by now. He probably sensed my discomfort and handed me his poppers. "Take a couple of deep breaths and relax!!" Obviously they did their job. Within a couple of minutes I was floating. He kept going with the very slow shallow fucking for a while, then pushed his cock all the way in. I was loving this. He started deep fucking me, I could hear his breathing getting deeper, he fucked me harder with one hand on my shoulder and one twisting my nipple, I was oblivious to everything but his cock. Finally he slid his cock all the way into me (about 8"X6", uncut, very dark dick) and stopped. I could feel his cock throbbing as he pumped his load into me. He held me in place for a few more minutes with his cock still planted all the way inside my ass. He pulled out very slowly and told me not to move. He lowered himself and started to lick around my asshole again. He pulled my ass wide and drove his tongue back into my me. He licked and sucked everything he could out of me, all of his cum and any ass juices I had left. The guy was good!!! He had been at my butt for what turned out to be almost two hours. I was drained. He sat back and just kept blowing on my hole while finger-fucking my butt. I was instantly addicted to poppers. I had never experienced anything like this. Inhibitions gone, no care at all of who was fucking me...now I was focused on getting more cock more and more often..
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It was one of those days at work when it seemed like half the office was out with some kind of bug. But I had an itch. I wanted to fuck. So I got online and within a few minutes, a guy and I chatted. I liked his rapid-fire response. He was horny like me and obviously wanted to get it on. He was 41 with a solid bod, or so the pics appeared. He was about 170 and 5 feet, 6 inches tall with light brown hair and a nice goatee. He had some hair pretty much all over, but he was not a bear or even what I'd consider moderately hairy. He worked outdoors, so it was still tan, even here in the dead of a gloomy winter. In the last few moments of directions, he asked me how I wanted to be met at the door. "Naked," I responded. "No prob." Now, I've asked this of others and found, for the most part, people put something on, even if it's just a towel. But when the door swag open wide at his handsome home, I was pleased to see a naked and tattooed man. I pulled him close, kissing him deeply, and automatically cupping one of his ass cheeks. We were upstairs quickly and he was on his knees sucking my cock immediately. I removed much of my clothing leaving my cock sliding into his warm mouth. Letting him fully taste my now leaking cock. I grabbed his chin and bent over, my cock leaving his lips with a pop, until we were kissing deeply again. I finished removing what was left of my clothes in that kiss. I broke away and he looked up at me. Despite this butch man's appearance, it was obvious he craved to be dominated. And I was not going to disappoint. So I pushed him onto his hands and knees to get a closer look at his ass. I spread his cheeks and, with only a moment's pause, dived in tongue-first, jabbing at his pucker. Of course, I slobbered plenty. I love fucking with only spit as lube. Some call it prison lube. Whatever you want to call it, there's something natural about fucking with only spit and ass juice. Adding cum for good measure doesn't hurt either. "Oh fuck yea!" he grunted. "Taste my fuck hole." I dug in deeper, plunging my tongue in for a taste of that sweet, sweet hole. "You gotta taste it too," I came up for air and pulled him up and around, kissing him so he could lick the flavor of his ass off my tongue. And he moaned as he voraciously kissed. I leaned back and guided his head toward my cock. He went down like a starving man at an all-you-can-eat buffet. He came up for air just a moment. "GODDAMN! I love precum!" He screamed. Then he went back to eating my cock, which I am sure was leaking plenty for him. I pushed him off after a while and hiked him up onto a low chair, pushing his legs high. I went down to that hole for just a moment before coming up on my knees. For the first time, I reached around to the pocket of my jeans and pulled out a brown bottle of poppers. I took a deep snort after opening it and handed it to him. He snorted deeply too and handed me the bottle back. I put the top on. Then I shoved my cock into his hole. I didn't ask if he wanted it raw or not. Didn't really give a shit. I was going to fuck him. There wasn't a protest. Just a loud grunt followed by a deep growl. Someone liked a cock in their ass. So I went to town, fucking the shit out of him, letting him know who was in control. I grabbed the arms of the chair and as I thrusted into him, I pulled on those arms so his ass was coming toward me as my cock was going it. He loved it. After about 10 minutes of non-stop fucking, I pulled out and backed away. His eyes popped open and gazed down at my red, rockhard cock. "Is that precum?" he finally asked, pointing at the bead of pearl on the tip of my cock. "Looks like it." There was a pause, but I knew what he wanted to ask. I didn't give him the chance. I stood up and pulled his face toward my cock. His mouth opened with anticipation, but I held it just an inch or two away. "You want that precum?" I asked. "Yes Sir," he said. "You want to taste your own ass juice?" I asked. "Yes Sir," he said, with no hesistation. "Ask me then," I said. He looked up at me, swallowed hard and then said, "Please, Sir, might I suck your cock? I would like to taste my ass juice and your precum on it." I looked as if I was contemplating, but then pulled his face to my cock and let him slurp it up. He was digging it. "Do your ass juice taste good, boy?" I asked. "Yes Sir," he said, coming off my cock only long enough to answer. I pulled him off and then turned him around to fuck him doggie style. I opened up his ass, seeing a lot of juice already leaking out of it. I scooped a little up. "Open your mouth," I said. He looked around and did so. As I pushed my wet left hand in front of his face and he started licking, I pushed my cock past the barrier again. I continued an assault on his ass, pulling out only to feed my cock to him. Letting him get a good taste of his ass and my precum. The combination of constant fucking, occasionally sucking and plenty of poppers had us ripe with sweat. I finally too him to his bedroom, pushing him flat and face down so I could really fuck him at will. I plunged my cock into his hole. Bare. Raw. By now, sweat was all we needed for lube. He was grunting with each thrust, pushing his ass up to meet my seven-and-a-half-inch cock. "Please, Sir," he said. "What?" I asked, still pushing my cock into his hole. "Would you please shoot your load?" he asked. "It's going deep inside your ass," I said with no emotion. He just moaned. A few minutes later, I was breathing hard. Almost there. Almost. And then I did it, pushing my cock as deep and as far inside as I could go. I let loose. My cock throbbed. "OH FUCK!" he screamed. "I CAN FEEL IT!" And my cum started shooting into his ass. "GAWD-FUCKING-DAMN! Feel that cum!" he screamed and grunted. After a few minutes of recovery, his ass massaging my still-hard cock, I pulled out and rolled over. "Thank you," he said, looking at me. "You're not done yet," I said. "Oh?" he looked. "Clean my cock off, boy," I said. He was only happy to oblige.
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Hi there, Asianboy! Irish here . . . You asked about Asian boys that I might have infected . . . Just thought you'd be intrigued to know I had myself a little Asian boy yesterday here at the house. I found him in the local call boy pages (Frontiers Magazine). He is 22 years old, sweet, smooth and slim, born in Japan and going to UCLA. I will see him again, I'm sure. He has a really beautiful face, very full, kissable lips, and supper soft, sweet buns. He also has a delightfully respectable hard-on! I came home yesterday from the dentist from a tooth cleaning, and I thought, "Hey, this would be a good time…." I take very opportunity I can to renew and/or share my infection, and I figured anyone with the bug would prove efficacious. So I telephoned the guy and invited him over. He's a $150 boy. I asked him over the phone if he had HIV yet, and he was super sure he didn't (yeah, right, call boy). He didn't ask me back, which I thought odd, but hey. I didn't offer the news that I was totally poz. When he got here and entered the NAKED ZONE (anything beyond the front room of the house), he stripped and almost climbed onto my dick! Guess he didn’t need lube. In any event, I was a little surprised, as I wanted to set the pace. I kissed him long and hard to take control. He just kept sucking on my mouth as if he'd never been kissed before in his life! I got him to my bed, and threw him down on his stomach with a little force (surprised him a little, I think). Immediately I started drilling his ass with my tongue just as he had been trying to tonsil-clean me a few moments before. As he spread his legs to accommodate me, I reached underneath him to feel his considerable piece. I must have made love to him from here for half an hour or so. Although I was really bent from the Novocain, I took a hit or two from the poppers I keep for special occasions like this. His ass tissues began to swell slightly from the working I was giving them, and I could see a little blood when I stopped to look. Perfect, I thought. Now onto the next step. I asked him if he liked to get FUCKED. His reply was entirely reasonable: only if he could cum down my throat later. OK, fine by me, buddy boy. Did I have condoms? Gosh, sorry, no. Fresh out. Well, OK but don't cum inside me. (Yeah right, whore boy. Don't be a whiner.) OK, I said. Would you like a small dildo to open you up? Yeah! Great! I have a ridged dildo that is super for that kind of work, as it invariably roughs up ass tissue. In a very short time, I knew for sure whose blood was spotting his pretty little hole. HIS. So I knew he was ready. I took out the dildo, then placed it at the edge of his ass, and PLUNGED it all the way back in up to the handle. He screamed (I'm not really into inflicting pain, but he was just too eager). I'm sorry baby. Daddy will be more gentle. Please don't FUCK me. No, no, Daddy will be more gentle. Of course I mounted him, nudging my cock into his hole. Now all of a sudden he wanted it and he couldn't get enough. He slid back onto my cock like he'd been waiting for it all his life. I hardly had to move! He was all rhythm and gyration and bucking and humping -- I'd created a monster! Given his chosen line of work, I suppose he probably had a natural aptitude. In any event, I must say he gave me a magnificent ride. While the poppers and stuff continued to flood my brain, I was running through my mind what to do about cumming. Part of me wanted to just let it go, and another part wanted to honor his request. Suddenly the moment was on us. I said "Here I cum!" I expected him to come sliding off me with that warning. Instead, he rammed his ass back onto my full hard cook and reached around to grab me so I couldn't pull out. Of course I exploded like I hadn’t cum in weeks! All over inside him! WHAT THE FUCK? In my post-orgasmic haze I could hardly move, particularly as I was savoring his turn of mind. At least he took the choice out of my hands. Then he turned around to look at me, and I could see that the kid was smiling broadly. WHAT THE FUCK? He pulled himself off my dick. As I reached for a cleanup towel to wipe up some cum, lube and shit, he slipped off my cock, rolled around, and laid a major lip-lock on me, breaking only to ask "You're poz, aren't you?" I couldn't figure out where the fuck his head was, but I answered honestly "I'm afraid so, baby. You didn't ask. But did tell me not to cum in your ass. What came over you?" "You really ARE poz, aren't you?" "Yes," I assured him, "Completely, guy. 100% poz." "Oh thanks, man" he murmured several times. “Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you.” "OK, baby doll. I get it." "You promised," he said. "You said I could come in your mouth." "Would that make you happy, baby doll?" Suddenly he was all commando: "BLOW ME!" I was glad to oblige, but not without a little bravado of my own. By now we were both standing. I put my hands on his chest and shoved him back onto the bed. That sort of seemed to turn him on. I was on his meat in no time. I enjoy a nice cock. He was raging hard. He hadn't cum during our magnificent fuck. Just as I was wondering 'if it hadn't been good" for him, he said "It was all I could do not to waste this when you came up my ass. But you promised me I could come in your mouth. I want it way down your throat. I want to explode in your tight places like you did in mine." OK, I thought, this is a guy I can work with! "This is the deal though, man -- you want it, you gotta work for it. I want you to FUCK my throat, just like I just fucked your ass. I want you to plow my throat while I rest on my back, with my head over the edge of a pillow here at the side of the bed. Just fuck it deep and hard, with the same kind of rhythm you liked when you got your mancunt fucked." He got into that! In no time he was exploding in my throat. As he started, he shoved it way down my gullet and just blew! It was hot for me. When he finally collapsed all over me on the bed, I gathered him into my arms and kissed him again. "You got more than you bargained for today, baby doll." "I guess so," he said. "But I didn't get anything I didn't want." I had no idea the kid was looking for seed! I thought maybe I'd surprise him with a mind fuck about infecting him, only to find out he was looking for it! He explained "I've tested neg so far. No matter how much I fuck, who I fuck with, I just always come out neg." I tried to reassure him then. "Well, baby, you've been fertilized now." I promised him my continued help if he wanted it. He smile suggested he thought that would be a great idea. Then it was my turn to demand more attention. I said, "Remember when I called you, you said you were already tanked up. How about giving me another body fluid? Can you give me a load of piss to drink?" At first he couldn’t. Frankly, I'm not sure he'd ever done it before. So we waited and cuddled. All of a sudden he was ready. I made him take a long, sweet hit of poppers, as did I. "OK, babe, let it go!" As he let his clear lovely stream flow into my mouth, I wrapped my mouth around his dick and his eyes practically rolled into the back of his head. "FUCK! That's like one long run of cum! Wow! Where did you learn to do that?" he asked. My reply said it all: “experience.” Such fun. I'm certain I will see him again. How 'bout you? Anything exciting or interesting up your butt recently? Bye! Irish
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I don't know what it is about guys getting seeded and pozzed, but it gives me an incredible hard-on where I just gotta fuck! Here is my story. I’ve been poz for about a few years now. I got pozzed when I was 19. I don't know the guy who did it because apparently a couple of poz guys fucked me, and who knows who’s cum actually converted me. I went out with a friend of mine, Mike, to celebrate my birthday, and boys being boys, we did a lot of drinking and not surprisingly, sex was a topic of conversation, so eventually Mike and I went to a sex club. I was so trashed that I don't really remember what happened. All I know is that I had a lot of sex that night. We both did. I got real sick a few months afterwards, and when I went for a checkup, I found out I was poz. Almost at the same time Mike also tested poz. We both freaked out and stuff. You know. Even so, life goes on, and a year or so later Mike and I were at another party and we met a group of four guys who were friends and they greeted us enthusiastically. In chatting with them I learned what happened at the sex club. It turns out the group of guys, Greg, Mike, Dan and Scott, had fucked us, and they remembered us because we were the only two Asian boys there (not an unusual occurrence at that sex club) They told me the following tale is pretty much what went down. Apparently Mike and I were pretty trashed when we arrived at the club, and it was obvious. I guess I’m a total slut when I’m drunk, because I was cruising like crazy. One of the poz guys, Greg, who is really into Asian guys, came onto me, and took me into a corner where we made out as he felt me up. His three buddies accompanied us and, along with Dave, a regular orgy ensued. I went down on my knees and began to blow Greg (I subsequently learned his cock is about seven inches and thick) and then, drawing me to my feet, he had me turn around, whereupon he ate my hole. I love only one thing more than being rimmed and that’s getting dicked, so I tend to believe I asked Greg to slip me his cock. He said I never asked about a condom, so he did me bare. His other friends knew he was poz, and told him to continue to fuck me, and not to pull out. As this was happening to me, Scott, who is negative, was fucking Mike was being fucked by Scott, who is neg. Mike and I started making out while we were getting banged. Greg shot his load in me and was promptly replaced by Joe, another poz guy, who apparently fucked me real hard - they tell me I was moaning, and not entirely in pleasure. I found out later that Joe had a nine-inch thick cock with a PA. He didn't take it off, and intentionally forced his dick into me to tear me up a little. His ring would scrape the lining of me ass and when he shot his load, it would be more likely to poz me. Dan, the fourth guy, fucked Mike after Scott was done. Apparently then there was a trade-off of sorts: Greg and Joe fucked and pozzed Mike while Dan fucked me. It’s unclear to me if Scott ever fucked me that night. So, at a minimum I was fucked by three guys, two of whom were poz, and Mike was fucked by four guys, again two of whom were poz. How lucky can a guy get? Eventually they sent us home in a cab. So that's how Mike and I got pozzed. Oh, yes, the six of us are regular fuck buddies. And of course I’ve seeded a few guys since then, mostly at bath houses and sex clubs, but I’ll tell you those tales another time. Asianboy
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When it rains it pours. I was very surprised this past Saturday. I met a client in mid-afternoon at a coffee shop in downtown Philadelphia, and, having a couple of uncommitted hours, I dropped into the nearest bath house. I usually really like to visit the steam room, and (for once) the mechanism was working correctly and the steam room was very nice. Within a minute or two a hairy bearded (uncut cock, average length and width) German guy walked in (about 45 years old, I suppose, about 5'8") and almost immediately presented himself for oral pleasure. He was nice. Didn't come, but that's okay. He seemed to want to fuck, but it didn't happen. No sooner had the German left than a much younger guy (30 year old, 6' 7", smooth, piercings in his cheeks and tits, bleached hair, thick cock) came in and he likewise wanted to play. Of course our height difference made matters challenging (I'm 5' 5"). We kissed as I played with his I sucked him and stroked his body. He wanted an introductory blow job, followed by the opportunity to fuck me, so he was playing with my ass, and at various points rimmed me with great enthusiasm. He stated he really liked stocky guys, and I was perfect for him. How rare his type is! Most guys are not interested in stocky men. In any event, the heat was getting to both of us, so we left the steam room, he took a shower and I wandered around, assuming we'd meet-up again. About an hour later a really attractive guy (about 35 years old, black goatee, hairy chest) gave me 'the look' and invited me into his room. He was also very interested in my build, excitedly exclaiming on the dimensions of my arms, shoulders and legs, not to mention the length and girth of my cock, which isn't huge, but it is disproportionately large for my height (about 6" long, and fairly thick). Once there he began to finger-fuck me, and I impressed by his skill in getting my hole to open-up. Then he bade me to get on lay on my back in which I braced my legs against the walls of the insanely narrow room. (On second thought one wonders if the rooms aren't exceeding narrow to accommodate just such anchoring, so to speak!). He began an energetic rimming session in which he slobbered generously on my hole, only too soon followed by rubbing his hard cockhead on my hole, clearly looking for permission to penetrate me. I was so ready I couldn't believe it. I nodded and said "I want your load, Buddy" hoping he'd take my drift. He did, pressing his cock into my hole, adding spit as needed. I was in heaven. It had been more than a year since I was fucked, and here I was being fucked by an expert. He began the usual hip gyrations and I suspect he was drooling pre-cum as the going got easy quite quickly. He was apparently near the edge and within about two minutes he tensed-up and groaned in a loud, heart-felt expression "I'm coming, man!" And so it was. Beautiful. An excellent fuck. Departing from him, I was close to leaving when I reconnected with the 30 year old with the piercings. Back in his room we played a bit more. Although he said he was exclusively a top, his cock got hardest with a combination of sucking him and finger fucking him. Although he never really got hard, however, he did eventually come. His load was delicious. . So, in the course of about two and a half hours I played with three guys, and all three were very appealing. It was an unusually successful visit. That was my weekend!
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Thought I'd share a couple of adventures as of late. Both happened at the Club Body Center on Chancellor Street in Philadelphia. Both occurred as I was ready to leave after I thought I'd exhausted all the good options in place. The first one was with a hot older guy - said he was 50 but looked 30, hot tight body, some chest hair, shaved head, goatee, nipple piercings and great 8" cock. He was sitting alone in a common room up on the fourth floor, watching the porn flick. All the guys were just staring at him, afraid to approach. I figured I had nothing to lose and hoped that, upon latching onto my cock, he'd want it as much as I wanted him. I was right! After a good twenty minutes just petting each other in front of all the lusting men, we decided to move to more private quarters in his room on the third floor. We moved down stairs and proceeded immediately to fuck. I topped, he bottomed. He had a great ass. It opened-up readily, but never lost it’s grip. In addition, his ass and hole were beautiful to boot: solid, somewhat hairy cheeks, and perfect asslips that begged to be rimmed, tongued, finger-fucked and penetrated by an appreciative man. I fuckin’ rode him for some fifteen minutes just rocking him back and forth, and playing with his shaved head, nipples and of course, his heavy, veiny cock which was steadily oozing pre-cum. Neither of us came which was surprising, at least for me. Then again I had played with several guys that night and shot my load earlier when some guy was blowing me. We took a break and he started playing with my ass. He saw how tight I was and asked if I wanted to bottom. Fuck yeah! I love flip fucking, and not that many guys are into it. Before I knew it, he was in me. Fuck, a nice hard cock in my tight ass just gets me going. He opened my hole up wide fucking me in every position possible. He asked where I wanted him to cum, and I said for him to hold on, that I wasn't sure if I wanted to take his load in my ass. He replied he had already cum once inside me and was ready to shoot again. This made-up my mind, and I gave the go-ahead and he shot his load up my hole. With this I was determined to give him my load, so I disengaged, got him on his back, ate his hole for a few minutes, and slid in on a blanket of spit. My balls were right on the edge, and I quickly gave him my load. Sweet! After a few minutes, we were both rock hard again. He offered again to fuck me but I decide to blow his big cock instead this time! Hot seeing how much cum he had left in his balls. Besides, his cock was so physically beautiful I wanted to play with it orally and manually. It didn’t take too long before he blew a thick, salty, delicious load in my mouth. Guess never underestimate age! We've spoken on the phone since and plan to connect soon. The other was another a last minute encounter as I was making my last round with the view to splitting and getting some dinner. He was a hot blonde bodybuilder who immediately grabbed me and pulled me into an empty room that was awaiting the clean-up guy. Well, who am I to say no to a hot guy? We started to play and he had a great big cock. Again about 8" and thick! Maybe too thick for comfort, so I made the move to fuck him, and he was accommodating. Fortunately, while he said he didn't often bottom, he took my cock without difficulty. It was excellent. Made me so hot - he was on his back, I kneeling behind him - his legs on my shoulders, me staring down at his perfect, smooth pecs, washboard abs. He was so beautiful, so masculine, I was lost in the moment and came twice in his ass in rapid succession. Didn’t pull out once! That seldom happens for me, so it was a real treat. Definitely plan to meet him again so we can switch positions! That's all for now! Hope you share your stories soon.
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Having advertised a POZZING PARTY, I had 4 guys cum over—2 POZ (self-included), 3 NEGS and 3 No-Shows. No one except I, as Host, was absolutely certain of each Reveler’s Status; and that I had to know, to guarantee fair treatment of the NEGS. The first guy to arrive, one of the NEGS, went down on me. We 69’d; and that's when Stud #2, a POZ Dude like myself, arrived. He got on his knees to rim the NEG’s Mancunt. That aroused the NEG, who deep-throated me insatiably. Ten minutes later, two other NEGS arrived, a Latino and a short fem Blonde. I told the former to lock the door, so we could go at each other uninterrupted. NEG #1, the one with whom I’d 69’d, announced he wanted to get fucked. That was all he had to say—because we literally dragged him down the stairs, and threw him in my Sling. One after another, we fucked his pretty bubble Butt, cumming inside him, Spooge spilling out onto the carpet. I whispered to the other POZ Dude to let the two NEGS have at him, so that the Hole we inherited would hopefully be well-used and abraded. I think he took the hint as to who was NEG and who was POZ. The Bottom moaned that he was gonna shoot. I shoved my oozing Dick between his lips. He groaned louder, arched his back, and shot his last NEG Load all over his chest! The two NEGS standing over him, creamed on his Pubes, while the POZ guy pumped his acrid Jizm up his Rectum. It was just too much for me to bear. I shot my POZ Seed deep down his gullet. I and the POZ Top slumped onto the Bottom in the Sling. The NEGS sat down. We were all spent. The NEG Latino guy announced he, too, wanted a Load up his Asshole. The four of us lined up to fuck him in the Sling. We alternated between biting his Nips, fucking his face, and making him eat our Pussies. Eventually he got a few loads, although not mine. After about 4 hours, and a couple beers each, the guys were pretty well exhausted. One by one they trailed off for home, except for the fem NEG Blonde. When we were alone he confided, ”I’ve always wanted to be raped.” "No problem," I said, recognizing that you can't really “rape” the willing. But I was more than willing to give it a shot. I led him down the stairs and handcuffed him. I had some rope hanging from the ceiling, and tied the cuffs to it, suspending him, his arms behind his back. He started to complain, so I grabbed an old jock strap and shoved it between his teeth. I punched him in the stomach (none too hard), lambasting him, “You’re my meat now! I couldn't care less how bad you feel!” I lubed up his Pussy with my special blend of butter-flavored Crisco, Baby Oil, and Ambusol (an over-the-counter toothache medication) and started fingering his Prostate, making his pretty Cock bounce hard as a rock. I progressed to 2 fingers, still working on his Prostate, making his Cock bob frenetically. When I went for 3 fingers, he started squirming and protesting. He flinched and groaned, and tried to scream through the fabric of the jock strap. When I inserted the 4th finger, he jumped sky high and got twisted up cause of the cuffs. I used my free hand to grab the Poppers bottle and opened it with my teeth. I held it to his nostrils for 15 seconds, force-feeding him an enormous hit. Intoxicated by the Inhalant, his Ass loosened up enough so I could get my thumb in, too. I grabbed the Crisco and relubed the portion of my hand that wasn’t up his Ass. Applying all the pressure I could muster, I shoved my Duke completely up his Pussy! He squirmed and twisted, trying to pull off. My primal instincts got the best of me. I didn’t give a shit whom or what got hurt. It was Him or Me—Do or Die, with Me Doing or Him Dying. I was determined to subjugate the Dude. "YOU'RE GONNA TAKE MY FUCKING FIST, BOY. LIKE IT OR NOT!" He was breathing really hard—almost hyperventilating. To my amazement, I was already in him up to my wrist! My Cock was raging. With my free hand I grabbed his Dick, which had gone soft, and jerked It rhythmically, while I plowed my other Fist in and out of his pretty blonde Manpussy. I wrapped my arm around him real tight and aimed my rock hard Cock at the Hole in which my digits were concealed. On the third attempt I got my Shaft in beside my curled up palm and his Ass Walls. He moaned and groaned in pain and pleasure, but mostly pain. Once I got my Dick in him, I fucked him with a real fury! When I got pretty close, I wanted him to shoot. I love the feel of being inside an Ass when a Dude Cums. Makes me Cum, too. As my left hand jerked and yanked his Shaft, I fucked him with a vengeance. I felt his tension mount, his back arch, and his legs stiffen. I pumped till he began to yelp behind the Jock Strap. His Cock, by then as hard as any Shaft can get, bounced up and down and twitched maniacally as I jacked him off. Precum drooled through my fingers, as my other hand kept on drilling at his Hole while simultaneously my Cock slid in and out of him. He wailed with short, arrhythmic bursts. His Dickhead lurched as he shot his first wave of NEG orgasmic Nectar. I plowed his Ass, getting very close to spurting. His Cock kept on twitching with spirited thrusts, spitting out NEG ManJuice as I pumped It. I bawled that I, too, was gonna shoot. He ejaculated further. Our mutual Orgasms seemed to go on forever. I shot a huge diseased Load up his Ass, filling him with pure unmedicated Virus. Within him, I could feel the deceptive warmth of my cold contaminated Jizm as it splashed against my hand. NEG Cream dribbled down my wrist as his Rod spurted more unadulterated ManSeed with each convulsion. I teased his Cock Head with my fingernail, tantalizing him still further. I used my hand inside his Pussy to milk every drop of toxic Spooge from my sadistic Tool, spilling each and every septic Glob onto his Innards. Once our stores were mutually depleted, I withdrew hand and Shaft from his ravaged Pussy. When I untied the cuffs, he fell to the floor. I removed the jock strap. “MY GOD!” he bellowed, but before he could finish what he was saying, I shoved his face onto my Rod so he could drain the last remaining drops of Bug-Infested Semen. Once I was sure I had passed along all the Sick Spunk I had to offer, I grabbed the key. His wrists were raw, abraded by the cuffs; and I applied Absorbine Junior. That must have stung because he flinched. He stayed the night with me, and I fucked him at 3 more times before he left, each time ejaculating blighted Spooge into his Mancunt. He promised to Cum to my Party in December. Perhaps by then, he, too, will have something POZITIVE to offer.
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I think Gay Men have it all over Straight Men when it cums to losing their Virginity because we can do it three ways. First you fuck a guy; and, second, the guy fucks you; and third, the guy KNOCKS YOU UP. Do I make myself clear? I've always been kind of Anal, even before I knew that two guys could Fuck and all about AIDS. FUCKING has always been a fixation with me, and when HIV came along, it was like Color TV. I had to be the first on my block to have it. At age 6 I remember my best friend finger-fucking me. I can be sure of my age because his family moved away after first grade; and, sadly, we never saw each other again. A few years later, I got this little toy rocket for Christmas, a simple thing really. It was hard plastic, about 6 inches long and thick as your finger. It fit tightly on a small base. The trick to it was to pour baking soda and vinegar into it, jam it onto the base; and the chemical reaction would send it soaring into the air. Exciting as my new toy was, I soon tired of it. But I kept the little rocket; and at 14, it became my first “Dildo.” There was this boy in class I had a crush on. He was blonde, blue eyed, athletic, and a genuinely nice guy. Why wouldn’t I name my rocket after him? It wasn't until years later that the Freudian slip of naming my “Dildo” after my “Idol” sank in. In spite of my anal play and good grades, I was a very naïve kid. Most of my early sexual experience consisted of hand jobs and some oral. From 17 on, I met guys who wanted to Fuck. I really wanted to accommodate them, but it never worked out. I was too shy, too insecure, too tense, and too TIGHT. Every time I tried it, the PAIN was intense. I couldn't relax; and to my displeasure, I remained—a Virgin. When I was 20, I met Jay at a Frat Party. He was a cute Blonde with a killer smile, blue eyes, 6' tall, and very slim. He invited me back to his place. Once in the sack, I was amazed at what a kind and gentle lover he was. We made out forever, kissing and hugging, creating big ugly hickeys. Then he said the words I dreaded to hear. “DO YOU FUCK?" Oh, Man, did I want it! Between the conversation we'd had at the Party, and the tenderness and passion he displayed in the Bedroom, I was really turned on. And I wanted Him to be the one to take my Cherry. But there was a problem—a thick 8” problem jutting straight out of his Crotch. The other guys who had tried to fuck me were all smaller, and it hadn't worked out. I told him I was a Virgin, that I had tried it before, with no luck. He lay me on my back, pushed my legs in the air, and tongue-fucked me. Then, applying a ton of lube, he pressed in. I felt the familiar, excruciating PAIN. He stopped, but the PAIN didn't, so he withdrew. "WELL, SOMEONE’S GONNA GET FUCKED HERE TONIGHT; AND I GUESS IT’S GONNA BE ME." He put some lube on my dick, rolled over on his belly, and, guided me into his hole. I pushed in, and while he was tight, he didn't resist like I had; and my six-inches slowly slid in. I lay there a moment, letting his inner heat engulf me, feeling his sphincter draw me into him, desperately trying not to cum on the spot. Jay and I were Lovers for months, but our relationship was never really consummate—because he couldn’t screw me. One night, after we’d split, I was feeling extra horny and returned to the Campus. I had dropped out of school, but went back on occasion to visit friends or hang out. I’d discovered this Gay Bar on the edge of the Campus. Plus there was a Cruising area near the Admin Building called “The Wall.” First, I checked out The Wall, but there was nobody there; so I headed over to the Bar. After three rums-and-cokes, I was noticeably weaving and debated whether I could safely drive home. Hoping the jaunt might sober me up, I returned to The Wall. I passed by a Blonde in his 20’s. I looked over my shoulder, and he was gazing my way. He did an about face and got right to the point. "Hi. I'm Chris. Got a place?" I explained that I lived with my parents some 40 miles away. He said he had an apartment off Campus, but we’d have to be quiet so as not to awaken his Roomie. I learned he was a Grad Student and that he was POZ, but that he’d PLAY SAFE if I wanted. The wheels started to churn. POZ? I’d never been with a POZ man before—that I knew of. What would it be like to take a lethal dose of POZ JIZZ, knowing it had the potential to kill? And, in turn, to have the Power of Life and Death over others? WHAT A GIFT! I knew I had to have it! My raging hardon strained against the fabric of my briefs. I must have gotten real quiet, because he said: “Look, If IT bothers you, forget it.” “I’m not sure of my Status. Guess I’ve lost track….” [i’d tested NEG two weeks before.] “…So it doesn’t really matter. In fact, I prefer to play BARE.” He grunted his assent. When we reached the apartment, he grabbed a couple of beers from the Frig and we settled down in the Living Room. Talking in whispers, we drank and undressed. The couch was small, noisy and uncomfortable, so we ended up on the carpet. Before I knew it, Chris hoisted my legs in the air. He pressed my thighs into my chest, and kissed me. He greased up his dick, and liberally applied lube to my hole, slowly working one finger in, then another and another. He slid in me, A VERY FULL FEELING, but NO PAIN! Soon, he had shaft buried in my Cunt. He rose up to apply more leverage. He pounded me harder and faster, plowing his Pole into me, hitting my Prostate, making me quiver. He rolled me over and entered me from behind. He kept plugging away, like a Fucking Machine. It struck me that I was no longer a “Virgin.” I found that hilarious, and I giggled. His face flushed with Anger; and he said he was about to fill me with POZ JIZZ, and see if I could laugh about that. Laugh I did not. On the contrary, I bucked up against him to welcome the Toxic Intrusion. As he started to shoot, my ass muscles contracted around him. His Venomous Load spewed up my Mancunt. I thanked him, we kissed, and I left. As I walked back towards the Bar, I could feel my cummy ass cheeks squishing together. At last I’d found the MISSING LINK: IT TOOK HIV TO FULFILL ME. I giggled my way across Campus and strolled back into the Bar. I'm sure not a few of the patrons wondering WHO had made me so happy. But it wasn’t a WHO—it was AIDS. The next day, I went to see Jay. I told him the news. "I DID IT! GOT FUCKED! I FINALLY GOT FUCKED!" In one long, breathless sentence, I told him the story, but I could see that something was wrong. "You’re one sick puppy, Eddie. He was POZ—and you let him do you BAREBACK. I feel sorry for you, Eddie.” Realizing it was over between us, I said my good-byes and walked out. As you might suspect, tight as I was, I converted on my very first Fuck. Jay and I never did talk again, except for a glancing nod at the Bar. At the end of summer, he moved to Phoenix, and we completely lost touch. I entered into a relationship with another POZ dude and moved in. As for Chris? I met him and his Lover (the mysterious Roomie whom we’d tried not to disturb), and the three of us got to be buddies. I never told Chris he’d been MY FIRST and MY POZ BENEFACTOR.
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Improbable Pozzing in Phoenix Tea Room
Hotload84 posted a topic in Bug Chasing & Gift Giving FICTION
I suppose that if it had not been such a hot afternoon (summer in Phoenix can be such a bitch), and had I not had my appointments canceled the last minute, I might have never gotten bored that afternoon. And if I had not gotten bored, I would never have been POZZED, at least not that day. But as fate would have it, it happened. How do I know? Since our company had just been bought out, I’d been working 10-12 hours, 6 or 7 days, for the past three months. In other words, no sex. And continued to do so for another two months. So I knew when it happened, right to the day, the hour almost. I bet none of you ever heard of a guy getting POZZED through a Tag-Team Event, but it happened. I was a stranger in town, and had nothing better to do. I figured a movie was better than going back to my hotel room. I was attending a sales convention, and there was no escaping the group. I picked a theatre that was showing an old Joan Crawford flic that I’d missed the first ten times around. It was on a side street and off the beaten track. I wanted to be sure none of my coworkers would wander in, and we’d be stuck with each other the rest of the afternoon. I went in about ten minutes early. I had enough time for a cig, so I headed for the john. I’m not above cruising, but I had always heard that Phoenix is a pretty dead place, and what I’d seen the previous four days had convinced me. Just as I suspected, the john was dirty and DESERTED. There were three urinals and two stalls. I saw peep holes in the stall doors, but no eyes peered back at me. The acrid piss and cum smell and the scribbled porn on the walls gave me a hardon. I hadn’t had sex for 3 months. I pushed a stall door open and walked in. In place of a glory hole was a rectangular opening bigger than the proverbial breadbox—possibly an ill-conceived remodeling project put on hold. Intrigued, I sat down to see what would happen. A scrawny Kid, of 18 wandered in. He kept his pants drawn over his knees so that I couldn't see much as he played with himself. Out of the corner of his eye I knew he was watching, so I gave my dick a few healthy whacks that brought ooze to my piss-slit. That was all the Kid needed. He motioned me to stick my dick through. I didn't waste time in complying. His tongue darted over my cock, coating it with enough spit and slime to lube the tightest of asses. He was driving me mad, as he could tell from the way my dick spasmed. He tongued me down to the balls and mouthed each of them, while sliding his hand along my slick pole. I was afire with his hot tongue and his hand jerking my tool. Afraid that I’d pop in midair, I drew back through the hole to calm down. I sat there for some minutes till the Kid stood and gave me my first view of his pole. It was a tad longer than mine and straight as an arrow with a heart-shaped head. It looked juicy and thick, and I wanted to suck him. But he seemed reluctant, and when I stuck mine back through, he whispered, "Turn ‘round." I’ve been fucked many times, but never in a tea room, and was willing to give it a try. I expected to feel this hard shaft force its way in me. Instead his warm tongue dove into my crack. His hands spread my cheeks as he sought out ground zero. I gave him wide birth and pressed my ass to the rectangle as I wiggled my hips and fucked air. Was it “good”? You don't know “good” till you’ve had it. He kept up his licking and tonguing till I was ready for anything. He lubed his fingers with Vaseline and stuck ‘em in me. I felt the head of his tool probe my hole as he began the drive home. He plowed me gently at first, an inch at a time, till his meat thrust within me. I figured I’d taken it all, but with each stroke he pressed ever deeper. I gave a quiet sigh when he was all the way in. But I sighed too quickly, for then the real pounding began. I had to straight-arm the opposite wall to avoid being thrown off balance. He slammed into me like there was no tomorrow. I cried out in agony, but the Kid gave me no respite. Man, he knew how to fuck! He'd pull it all the way out until my ass would snap shut on the head, and then he'd drive into me with every ounce of strength he had left. I began to cooperate (even if it didn’t always feel so good hurt when he hit bottom). Faster and faster he pumped, and I could tell from the passion with which his balls slapped my ass, he was ready to shoot. His POZ JIZZ scorched me like fire, and I jumped at heat and intensity of his discharge. He kept his shaft in me till it softened, and the Bastard started to piss. I tried to pull off (I don't go for that shit!), but he had me by the hips and I had no place to go. When he pulled out, piss and cum exploded all over the place as vainly I tried to get back on the pot. I was relieved to see that there was no blood, least none that I perceived, so I guessed the fucking hadn't been too severe. But the way my insides burned, I knew my ass had been severely abraded. He handed me a note: "Got a buddy outside who loves to fuck. He’s got one much bigger than mine. Wanna meat him?” I shrugged my shoulders. "What's wrong?" "I wanna cum, too," I whined petulantly. "My buddy’ll do ya. He's the best!" Lured by the stunning endorsement, I couldn’t resist. The kid dressed and left. *********************************** R-O-U-N-D T-W-O ************************************* I was a little surprised when his friend turned out to be a tall, rangy Black. He dropped his pants and sat down. "My name's Pat. The Kid says you need it.” As I debated whether to stay, the dude plopped his dick through the hole. I can honestly say that I have never seen bigger. It was a good 6 inches dead soft. There is a little of the Size Queen in each of us; and as a matter of principle, I had to have this one. "Suck it, Baby!” he whispered, as I wrapped my mitt around it. "Eat that big Motherfucker!" The combination of his melodious voice and the pulsing of his hips aroused me. I shoved my ass up against that big black tool and braced myself for him to shove it in. But like his buddy, he rimmed me. His tongue had to have been nearly as long as his cock, for once he got started, it felt like I had several inches of tongue in me. And after the piss bath the Kid had given me, I was totally clean. "Fuck my ass!" I looked over my shoulder and saw him rubbing oil on his cock. God! How it glistened! How long and black! He reached through the glory rectangle, grabbed me by the waist, and rammed it in me. The pain was excruciating. I struggled to pull off, and it was all I could do to not scream. My intestines burned like hellfire, but there was no deterring him. He screwed me like someone possessed. My asshole ached from being snapped open and shut so many times as he plowed in and out. Each time he thrust deeper, pain seared through my gut. I still didn’t feel his balls against me, so he wasn’t in all the way. From his panting I knew he was close. He lunged at me savagely. Something inside me went snap, and the pain grew acute. At last his black balls came to rest on my ass, and I’d taken that huge piece of meat to the hilt. My life boiled down to that single moment of passion, and I cared only for his pending climax. He plowed in a frenzy and drove deeper and harder. His throbbing manshaft rearranged my intestines, and cared not a whit for any negative consequences, and didn’t even consider the POZITIVE one. With one pivotal movement he pulled out and plunged in all the way up to his balls. POZ JIZZ flooded my innards. I closed my eyes and pictured that huge purple snake spitting its poisonous venom into my guts. I grabbed my meat and beat it like hell as I shot the last NEG wad of my life on the opposite wall. I heard the pop of retreating flesh disengaging as he gingerly inched out, and I slumped down on the toilet to recover. I had a little trouble with my ass after that, but my Doc, in whom I confide, reassured me I just needed rest. By the time I went in for a follow-up visit, things at work had calmed down, and I was back to my normal hours and sex life. It was then that Doc suggested an HIV test. I was on the road back in Phoenix, when my cell rang and I got the POZ news. After a couple hours of meditation at the bar, I walked over to the little theater. The glory rectangle was still there; and when I spotted the dried blood on the wall, I knew that the Black Dude and the Kid had been at it again. Oh, yeah, I couldn’t waste the trip. I finally saw the Joan Crawford movie, and plowed a fatherly gentleman and a long-haired punk—BAREBACK, of course.-
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