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This is the first of what I hope will be multiple postings on hot fucks I've had... and what I can remember of them. A little bit about me: I'm 30 years old, 5'6", 130 pounds, brown hair, blue eyes, light dusting of chest hair, hairy hole that I try to keep shaved and a 6 1/2" cut cock that's thicker than most. I'd met this guy David online and we'd hooked up at a bud's house. David's about 5'9", 40 years old, blond and lean and tight. He's got a great 7" cut cock that he knows how to use on a willing (or maybe just oblivious... you'll see) bottom. When we met D fucked the shit out of me on a wrestling mat while our mutual friend watched us. I later came to find out that David had a huge sports fetish, which I gladly obliged. He also like to smoke Tina and gave amazing booty bumps. On this particular occasion, I was pet-sitting a couple of dogs for a friend of mine in his huge two-story house. I was bored and horny so I jumped online and quickly made plans with D for him to come over (he has a boyfriend so D always goes out for hookups), smoke some T and watch some hot porn. While he drove over I took a quick shower and put on my jock, mesh shorts, tennis shoes and baseball cap -- just like D likes. I met him at the door and let him in, locking it behind him with the key. I was pumped and ready to get twisted. While he lingered by the door, supposedly taking off his shoes, I grabbed us both bottles of water from the kitchen. He followed me upstairs while messing with his phone -- I assumed he was turning it off. Little did I know there was more to this afternoon's play session. We got to the master bed and while D packed up a glass pipe with some huge crystals, I put in some Hot Desert Knights bareback porn and stripped to my jock and baseball cap. We shared a few strong hits from the pipe, passing the clouds back and forth while we made out and I undressed D the rest of the way. He pushed me down to my knees and I started sucking his cock, getting him hard as a rock and expanding his rubber cockring. I started really spinning -- I hadn't smoked in a couple of months and the Tina hit me really hard, but I was in pig heaven. When we moved from the floor to the bed to continue our romp, I vaguely remember hearing the dogs barking and running around downstairs, but I didn't think much of it at the time... probably a neighbor kid running through the yard. We got into a hot 69 while David tried to inflate my cock -- I love to party, but rarely get hard. Actually, I can't get hard about 95% of the time, which I don't mind since I prefer getting fucked anyway. While I continued to work his cock and balls with my tongue, David started rimming my ass HARD, fucking me with his tongue. I was squirming in ecstasy. D abruptly stopped tonguing my hole and asked if I wanted a booty bump. FUCK YEAH! "C'mere," he said, standing next to the bed, "kneel here in front of me and work my nips hard. Yeah, just like that" he moaned while he turned my baseball cap around backwards. Out of the corner of my eye I could see him messing with the bag of Tina on the bedside table, and my hole twitched in anticipation. I closed my eyes to be able to really savor the moment when the bed shifted beneath me. Soon after I felt the sting of Tina on my hole as one, then two fingers probed my ass, spreading lube around and shoving the crystal further and further up my hole. I was moaning, biting D's nips and grinding my hips to drive the fingers deeper into my hungry hole. "You ready?" I heard him ask. I moaned something in response. "Alright, I'm gonna lay down. Crawl up on me and ride my cock, bitch." David laid on his back while I rolled a condom onto his cock. I love to party, but I try to stay safe and so far so good. I lubed up the sheathed rod and tossed the lube behind me, slowly engulfing his cock with my ass. I moaned again, "Oh, fuck that's so good!!" D grabbed the poppers from the bed table and fed me a huge hit in each nostril, then another, then another as I rode faster and the bed shifted again. "Yeah? You like that?" he asked. I was so high I could only moan while he said, "Slow down, chew on my nips again," while he grabbed my ass with both his hands and spread me open wider, so I could really feel every inch of his dick in my hole. The booty bump made me spasm while D shifted below me and spread my legs wider on either side of him. "OH FUCK!" I moaned as David flexed his cock, filling it with blood and stretching my tight hole farther than I ever thought possible. "Fuck dude, you're HUGE," I moaned. He fed me another hit of poppers and started to pound me in an unsteady rhythm that picked up steam as we settled into a long, hot fuck. For some reason I thought, "Fuck there have to be two dicks in me... this is too fucking much!" My formerly shriveled dick got instantly hard at the thought of being double-fucked while chemmed up. I pulled my hard dick out of the jock and tried to grab the lube, which had disappeared. I started to turn around to grab it but David grabbed my head and another bottle from the bed table, which he used to liberally coat my rock hard rod. "Oh fuck, David. Jesus Christ," I jacked my dick harder and faster. "Dude, what are you doing to me? I'm gonna fuckin' blow my load!" "Not yet!" he said, ordering me "Suck on my nips!" as he looked over my shoulder, I thought at the DVD. "Oh yeah, baby. You ready? You wanna shoot it?" David cooed. "FUCK YEAH!" I shouted, "Yeah I'm gonna blow my fuckin' load dude! UGH!!!" I said as I shot all over D's chest, the feeling in my ass multiplied by my orgasm and what I was sure was David cumming too. "Oh fuck that's so fucking HOT MAN!" I sighed, trying to catch my breath. "Hang on, man," he said, reaching behind me and slowly taking his dick out of my ass while at the same time pulling me down to kiss him. "Ugh!" I moaned when his dick popped out. I'd never felt so empty in my life. The bed shifted again while we made out and D finally let me ease the condom off of his dick. "Did you cum?" I asked, smiling stupidly in my chemmed up state. "Nah, dude. It's cool. I can't cum when I'm laying down, but I'm good. We both started gathering our things when I saw David look toward the hallway and give a slight nod. "Hey that's great porn, huh? His ass is WIDE OPEN," David emphasized while I turned to watch the TV. That's weird, I thought I heard the stairs creak, and then the dogs started running around again and barking. David dressed quickly and couldn't get out of there fast enough. I walked him to the front door while he fiddled with the key lock. "Thanks for a great afternoon," I said, shutting the door behind him. Walking back upstairs to use the bathroom, I couldn't help but feel like there might have been someone else in the house while D and I were fucking. I sat on the toilet to wipe some of the lube off of my ass when I reached back with my fingers and realized I was dripping. I brought my fingers to my nose and sniffed. "Fuck! That's cum!" David had snuck his boyfriend in to fuck me raw that afternoon while they both double fucked me. In my chemmed up and horny state, I didn't even realize it until afterwards. It was hot as fuck and I can't wait for D's next surprise for me. I'm hard and horny again in anticipation.
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Last night I was feeling extra horny for cum in my ass. I came across an ad on craigslist of a young 22yo straight guy who was looking to get sucked, & fuck an ass. So I responded, after some exchanging of emails, & then texts, he comes over. He's about 5'10, stick thin, skater type, with about a dick of about 7-8inches & thick. Before he came over, I had a pricked condom prepared. I began sucking him, & lubed my self up with the saliva that accumulated in my mouth. I put the condom on him with it really tight on his head. He fucked me for about 20min, but during this time he got semi-soft a few times & I kept getting off & sucking him, with the condom on. He seemed to get the hardest when I sucked him. But the last time I turned around to suck him, he wasn't getting fully hard. So I took the condom off to suck him bare skin to bare mouth. He was standing at the edge of my bed the whole time. I had the condom in my hands, under my head while I was sucking his dick. Blocking his view of the condom in my hands. I felt around the tip of the condom for the pricks I had put it in. I pulled on the head & tore a big hole in the condom. By this time he was fully hard again. So I slipped the condom back on him, but left a little hang off the end of his dick so he wouldn't notice his head popping out of it. Then I turned back around & guided his dick back into my ass with my hand. I held his dick a little tight in order to keep the condom still while his dick slid all the way in, so his head would slide out the tip. And it did! He got to work fucking me, never pulling out all the way, then unloaded his cum in my ass. When he finished, he stood there for a minute, dick inside me, trying to catch his breath & pull him self together. So I reached my hand back & gripped onto his dick telling him to pull out. As he was pulling out I held onto the condom so it would slide off all at one time as he pulled out. I held the condom in my closed hand, & cleaned & sucks his dick some. Then he left. He seemed to still be a little young & naive, especially to gay sex. He never HAD any clue of what I did. We texted after & I asked him "Was there anything specific you liked about it?" Trying to see if he knew what I did. But all he replied with were things like he enjoyed my ass & my mouth. The second guy I met off Grindr. He was a 29yo bear type with a 7in dick. He was a VERY cute bear! He was visiting my area, & we had chatted for a couple days before we hooked up. He arrived at my place in a business suit, because he was visiting for work. The business man type was really hot for me. I prepared another pricked condom. And I sucked him for a while, used my saliva as lube, put the condom on him tight, then he slid in. This fuck was a little longer, & even involved kissing. He was a really good kisser. While he was fucking me on my stomach, I reached back to his dick & could feel the texture difference around his head. I could feel the condom just below his head, & I felt his bare skin of his head. And this happened rather quickly. I guess I had pricked that one a few more times than the other. He told me to flip over onto my back. I guess he was close to cumming because he pulled the condom off as I turned over. But then he stopped & looked at the condom. He went into the bathroom for some light, then he came back to me on the bed. He told me "The condom broke, & probably has been broken for a while." I was just like "Oh?" with a kind of concerned/scared look on my face. Which was hard to fake because I wanted his cum so bad. Since he now realized he had been fucking me with a broken condom, & I secretly already knew. He slid his dick back into me raw & asked me where I wanted him to cum. I just replied with "Inside." He began pounding his dick as hard & deep into me as he could. Soon he shot his load & It felt like I could feel it hitting the inside of my back, if that makes any sense. His cum shot so deep! Then he bent over so kiss me some more, pulled out, cleaned up, got dressed, & left. I did end up taking 2 more loads that night, but they were from fuck buds I already know. So I had a total of 4 loads in my ass by the end of the night. I wanted to keep them in me as long as possible. So I went to sleep & went to work today with them still in me. When I got home around 6pm, I went to use the restroom. No cum came out. I'm guessing & hoping my insides absorbed it. All these guys said they're clean, but we'll see
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I never play safe anymore. since ive discovered the joy of stealthing, anyone who says they want to use condoms, i just stealth them. Which isnt too bad because ive always tested neg. ANYWAYS, Lately i got caught and they freaked out. Anyone ever been caught afterwards? What did the bottoms say to you? He was pretty pissed.... but whats funny is that me and him talked about me breeding him months back and he was down, but this time he said to wear a condom so i figured he would appreciate it... Guess i was wrong. lol
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A few weeks back I was visiting L.A, this being my third or fourth visit to the city. It's not a favourite destination of mine but there are some super hot guys there. So I visit for more of a fuck-cation. So like I usually do I booked a hotel in Weho so that I could be near all the action and hot guys. I hooked up with quite a few guys on my trip, pretty much every single day. Most of them fucked me deep, hard, ruff and raw! Different positions, wearing different gear (jock straps, harness, ripped boxer shorts, sports gear) and even a few anonymous fuck and go scenes, where I left the door open and lay on the bed with my smooth, tight and boyish hole exposed to whoever walked in. On one of the last nights of my trip I was finding it hard to hook up with anyone. Most of the guys that were my type turned out to be bottoms and I was gagging to get raped. The later that it got the fewer guys were online and the less luck I was having. By this point I had been stroking my long thick British uncut meat for hours, I was dripping with pre-cum (usually I'd don't need lube to fuck as my dick produces so much). I had beat my cock dozens of times just up until the point where my load was about to explode and then I'd stop. The more I edged the hornier I became and the hornier I am the fucking sleazier I can be! I rubbed the palm of my hand over the tip of my dick and played with the pre-cum, I'd then use it to lube the shaft as I jerked off, anything that was left over got fingered into my juicy puckering hole. I lay on the hotel bed, my smooth, toned body naked, legs spread wide apart beating off. I needed to get fucked real bad! My hole was so hungry for a raw shaft, so much that I could almost feel it (Like when you get a craving for a type of food and you can pretty much taste it). It got to the time of night where I thought about throwing in the towel. Fuck! I was so frustrated and disappointed. The night was virtually over. I decided to check Grindr one last time. Several messages had popped up from a guy staying in the same hotel. He had messaged me a few nights before, but again he was desperate to get fucked. I had told him from day one that I was a bttm also. He was young, early twenties, lean/slim build and an 8" cock. Isn't really my type. I prefer jocks/muscle dads and tops! He was still up and online. We began chatting and begged for me to fuck him. I again re-iterated that I was looking to get fucked too. He had even asked that if I found a top to send him to his room after I was done with him. He told me how he was an actor and the programmes he had been in, of course EVERYONE in L.A is an actor, so I took it with a pinch of salt (however I later checked when I found out his full name and it all turned out to be true when matched to his picture) Eventually I caved........ he had sent pictures of his bubble butt and big rock hard manhood. He said that he would do ANYTHING in order for me to fuck him. Anything except bareback that is. I didn't push the issue because I knew he would eventually be taking my toxic load. I was going to make it happen! I gave him instructions to prepare for my arrival. These were to... turn the lights down, to leave the door on the latch and for him to be stripped naked and for him to be faced down on the bed and his perfect ass to be up in the air ready and lubed for a fuck. I travelled the two floors and a few metres along the corridor until I got to his room. The door was on the latch and therefore I walked straight in. The first thing I saw was a lean, toned body and the most incredible ass. This lad looked as though he had just turned 18. Fresh and never before used! As I approached he turned his head, this lad was stunning, very handsome. Another added bonus, which instantly made me hard. I tore my clothes off and lay on top of the lad. Pinning him down to the bed. Kissing his neck, working my way around to lips for a long passionate kiss. A long goodbye kiss....... to his hiv negative life I had told this lad that it would pretty much be a fuck n go as it was late and he had agreed. I handed him the condom and told him to open it whilst I rimmed his hole. As I ran my hands over his body I was amazed at just how toned he was, I could feel every ab, his skin was smooth and soft to the touch, virgin like and his butt was solid muscle. I parted his butt checks and gently teased his hole with my tongue, gently stroking his ring with the tip of my tongue. After a few minutes I began to eat his hole real good. Driving my tongue deep inside and gently biting his ring, getting it well used and ready for my spunk. After I was done licking him out, I reached for his boxers that were on the floor, gave them a long hard sniff and then told him to open his mouth. I stuffed his mouth with his dirty cum stained boxers. I was going to make this lad scream and knew I needed to muffle the sound. "Pass me the rubber", and the lad gave me the condom, as he was still faced down, I simply threw it over my shoulder onto the floor. I made a few movements as though I was unrolling it onto my shaft. And seconds later plunged all the way into his ass. His youthful hole wrapped around my meat real tight. Think he must have forgotten to lube also as there was a lot of friction. The lad gave out a muffled moan and tried to reach back to stop me fucking so deep. I grabbed both his wrists and held him down. I picked up the pace and began fucking really ruff. Not stopping to add any lube. The moans now turned into screams and I could see tears running down his face. This only made me go faster and a few minutes later I unloaded into his ass. I felt a huge wad of cum shoot into his unwilling hole. My balls felt sore, like they had been squeezed dry. I pulled out and told him I was going to get rid of the rubber and clean up. By the time I had got back he had jerked and spunked over his hot set of abs and chest. I got dressed and left. He messaged me pretty much everyday until I left (which began to get annoying, begging me to fuck him again saying he'd come and visit me at home) After a few more weeks of messages (only now and then at this point) I decided to reply. I told him exactly what I did to him, waited for the first reply and then blocked the fucker! By this time it had been a few weeks and there was nothing he could have done.
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I've been a long-term lurker on these sites and wanted to contribute a few small things. Some talented storyteller might find the "germ" of a bigger story. Pinned underneath me Hot May grad bucks his ass up Wants high viral load. Holding legs apart Old top rams youth to creampie They don't ask, don't tell. Barebacking strangers Each thinking "I hope he's neg!" For different reasons. Slut begs "Not inside me!" Tricks's sick cum floods him, he sighs Best conversion yet.
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This literally just happened 30 minutes ago. I got this text message on my phone saying "I'm hosting now" and that's all it said. I had no idea who this was or where they got my number but I thought it was a straight guy with whom I had spoken, having connected through Craigslist. He wanted me to fuck him, and he told me to bring condoms, which lead me to think 'Hmmm - if he doesn't have any condojms, then there's a good chance I'll get to bread this sucker'. So, with that hope, I traveled to his house, and, as he had told me, the door was unlocked. Walking in, I found him laying down on a towel, wearing girlie pajama pants. I assume they were his girlfriend's and that he likes to wear them - to feel like less of a man and like the bitch that I was about to make him. I approached him, slid down his girlie pajamas and started lubing up his HAIRY fuckhole with the lube that was on the night table. I started sliding into his TIGHT hairy hole and don't even get the head in when he looked back and asked "Where's the condom?" I was utterly distracted - this guy was one sexy fucker. Hell, I hadn't given any thought to his appearance when he and I were texting - I just wanted a sweet hole to fuck. And bingo, I fucking hit the jackpot. He was handsome, scruffy bearded, and maybe 24 or 25 years old, about 5' 8'' (I LOVE 'em short) and 160 pounds. A fuckin' wet dream. I had to think quickly, so I replied with this lie: "Sorry, guy. I don't have any condoms. I have a girlfriend and apparently we ran-out when we fucked the other day, and, of course, being a woman, she didn't tell me to pick-up more. I also sometimes wonder if she doesn't stock-up because if there's a whole box, she thinks I'll carry 'em and I'll fuck every girl I can." With this I thought (hoped!) he'd simply say "Okay, fuck me bare," but no, his reply was "That's cool" and he reached-over and grabbed a condom from his night table drawer. FUCK! "Will a magnum fit?" "Yeah dude, just put it on me" Well naturally, like most of you fellow breeders, I believe that condoms are the devil, so when he put the condom on me and I was very concerned I'd go soft, but fortunately I knew I'd have a couple of minutes before my dick gave-up the ghost, so I devised a plan in my head that got me even more excited. At this point he was bent over in a position that made it difficult for us to fuck, but I kept it up as long as possible, if only to give him a sense of security. Then we changed positions, and he rode my cock, a position that, by the way, I absolutely hate, as I much prefer to be in control of the fuck. My sense is bottoms should simply kneel on all fours and take my nut, so after a couple more minutes of tearing-up his hole, I suggested the doggie position, and also made sure he saw I was still wearing the condom. Then when he was in the right position, I came-up behind him, discretely took-off the condom, and, my cock pointed straight at his beautiful hairy fuckhole, I slid into my fucking prize. Fuck yeah! This is what I was waiting for. I could feel his hairy hole welcoming my sweet seven inch cock as it slid in and out of him, getting wetter and wetter from the precum I was dumping into his sweet ass. After ten minutes during which I pounded his hole doggy-style, and being so fucking turned on I knew I needed to cum soon - before he suspected anything, I started fucking him harder and harder and treating him like the bitch I knew he wanted to be. I was getting closer and closer 'til finally I pulled out and shot a MASSIVE load all over his hairy wet hole. I pretended that I took off the condom, and got dressed and headed home, proud of myself for stealth barebacking my first guy. Maybe next time I will breed him and then he won't find out until I'm gone and he has cum leaking from his hole. PS: This is the first story I've ever written. I just wanted to share it because it was the first time I ever stealthed a guy! I might be tempted to write more if you guys like.
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It is now 3:30 am, and I am sitting here with naked, spent, and full of Cum. Yesterday I met this Twink on Gay.Com—a real Cutie, 20 years old, nice 7" Cock, blonde, smooth. He just left. We'd been bantering back and forth on the Net all day. He said he’d love to “fuck the hell outta me,” and I dared him to. He didn't have any rubbers, nor did I. Actually he “preferred It Bareback.” “Feels so much better. You mind?” “Hell, No!” I typed. “Are you clean?” “Yeah,” I keyed back. When we met, I was blown away. His Pic didn't do him justice. When I tried to get his clothes off, he pushed me to the carpet, which I’d fortified with pillows for a good old fashioned Floor-Fuck. As he stripped, I got my first look at his gorgeous body and his oozing Cock. He sat down on the couch, and I went to work on his Pole. When I got him moaning, he turned me around and began prepping my Pussy. He teased me with his Cock for what seemed like ages, despite my best efforts to impale myself. Finally, he jammed his Shaft deep in my ManCunt. He fucked me on my knees for a while. Then I felt his rhythm change, and knew I was taking Load #1. He pulled out, and again began eating my Pussy, gently nibbling on It. Then he shoved his rock hard Cock back in and fucked me again. He alternated between fucking and rimming, then flipped me on my back and shoved It in again. He fucked me harder than I’d been in years, like he had personally committed to tearing me up. As he climaxed, he whispered, “Like my Cum up your Ass, do you? Well, here's second POZ Load to go with the first." I went through the roof as my Cum sprayed on my chest; and he collapsed on the pillows, totally spent. Piggy that I am, I went straight for his Rod, and cleaned the remaining Cum and Ass Juices off his Shaft As he got dressed, he vowed to fuck me again. “Anytime,” I responded, and thanked him for the Fantastic Bug Fuck . If I take more of his Jism, hopefully I’ll partake of His Gift. http://fuckworker.blogspot.com/2012/04/poz-online-twink-charges-up-neg-daddys.html -
I've barebacked too many times to count and I've knowingly fucked and been fucked bareback by poz guys. But I've never taken a poz load (that I know of). But I know it's only a matter of time. The crazy thing is, I am actually "straight". This is the way I imagine it will finally happen... I will be buzzed, possibly bordering on very tipsy. I will have gone out for the evening. I will have chatted with girls, who for some reason or another, I just couldn't convince them to fuck a random guy that night. So I will have gotten bored and gone home. Maybe I stopped by this site to read any new stories, but I'm sure I will check out Adam4Adam and Barebackrt. I'll see if any of my "friends" are online and I will do my search for guys who are listed as poz, or practice "anything goes". But I see one poz guy in particular who I've chatted quite a bit with. He's invited me over several times, and for whatever reason, I just never took him up on his offer. But tonight is different. I am just drunk enough, and just horny enough, to say what the fuck, and agree to come over. He lives somewhere in Manhattan, and since I'm centrally located in Hells Kitchen, it is an easy cab ride to his place. I'm nervous when I call him from the door. Now is my last chance to chicken out. But I don't. He buzzes me inside. I ride the elevator up to his floor. My stomach is in knots with anticipation and fear. I know what's going to happen when I get to his apartment. And so does he. In our previous chats, I have made it crystal clear to him that I am neg and the idea of him pumping his poz cum inside me turns me on. He has told me several times that he will be the one to convert me if I want. I knock on his door. He opens it and invites me inside. The lights are low because I told him online it would help lower my inhibitions. He's wearing a towel around his waist and that's it. he looks just like he does in his online pictures. He's older than me, but sexual energy is radiating off of him. He asks me if I want something to drink. I say sure. He tells me to make myself comfortable. I ask him where his bedroom is and he points me the direction. He disappears into the kitchen and I walk into his bedroom. The lights are off and it is quite dark. I begin to take my clothes off as quick as I can so that I am naked when he returns. Once I am naked, there is no going back. My clothes fall away as my inhibitions do too. I toss my clothes in the corner and climb onto his bed. The blankets are already messy, it appears he was in bed before I got there. He walks into the room. "Do you want me to leave the lights off?" he asks. I tell him I would like that, that the dark will allow me to tap into inner pig, that hides in the light. He comes over to the bed and hands me a cocktail glass. "All I had was Jack and Coke." I take a sip and can tell he had more Jack than he did Coke. But the alcohol will add to my present inhibriation, so I take another drink, upending the glass until I finish the drink. He laughs. "I guess you don't want to waste any time do you?" I answer his question by pulling his towel off, then pulling him onto the bed with me. Our bodies lay side by side, facing each other. His cock is already hard and the tip is pressing ontomy cock. I am getting stiff now too. My heart is racing a million miles an hour. We begin to kiss. It is a frenzied, passionate kiss, driven by alcohol and pure sexual tension. Both of us now begin exploring each others bodies with our hands. We find each others cocks and begin to work them. His dick feels so good in my hand, so big and hard. I just know that I need to taste it. We roll over so that he is on his back and I am positioned over him. I break over kiss and move quickly down to his cock. Without any hesitation I begin sucking him, greedily using my wet mouth to work over his shaft, paying close attention to the slit that is beginning to ooze precum. It tastes a little salty, but because I haven't been with a man in such a long time, I crave to find out what his cum tastes like in my mouth, so I get busy, sucking and stroking him. I hear him moan, my guess is, he is enjoying my efforts. I continue this for a couple minutes, when I decide to go for it. I have shown up at some random online guys apartment in the early morning hours, and I am now sucking his cock, his poz precum mixing with my spit. But I want to feel his cock inside my ass. I pull myself up his body, on top of him, so that I am straddling him. My hole is positioned directly over his rock hard cock. I reach behind me and find what I want. I jerk him a little bit to ensure he is hard, but that is something I don't have to worry about, that pole could drive nails. Then I move his cock so that his head is now moving up and down my crack. The spit from my blowjob and his precum is all the lubricant I need. The tip of his cock finds my hole. This is it. "Are you sure you want to do this", he asks. "Do you want me to give you my poz seed?" I answer him by pressing the head into my hole. Because I haven't been fucked in quite a while, there is pressure for a moment, but I am so horned up and ready, I easily loosen up, and he begins to slide in. I release his dick and allow him to begin the work. He starts to slowly pump my ass with his cock, in and out. I am so incredibly fucking turned on right now. His cock feels absolutely amazing, it's touching all the spots I need touched. And the energy rush shooting through my body because I have a raw poz cock inside me, makes my own cock harder and I begin to match his movements, trying to time his thrusts with my own. We've now established a nice slow rythym and we begin to kiss again. With every thrust, I feel him moving deeper inside me, and I moan with pleasure. He is also moaning, as I assume he is enjoying my nice tight hole. My brain is spinning. I am breaking taboos (again) and doing what I shouldn't be, but there is no place I'd rather be, then on this guy's bed (I dont even know his name) with his hard bareback poz cock fucking me. He's got me pretty well opened up at this point. He makes one more thrust and I can feel his balls touch my ass. He is in as deep as he is going to get. "Does it feel good," he asks me. "Oh my god yes" is all I can answer. "Your cocks feels alive inside of me. It's so fucking hard and filling my hole." He moved his ass a little, moving on the bed just an inch or two. "Tell me how this feels." At that moment, his cock feels like it grow an extra inch in length and width. I gasp at how good it feels. He chuckles. "Yeah, guys tell me they like when I do that." WOW is all I can think. He rolls me over so that he is on top of me, his cock never leaving my hole. He lifts my legs and places them on his shoulders. He begins to start thrusting again, this time, faster and harder. I reach both of my hands to his ass, clamping down, and pulling him in so that I am getting all his cock. But he doesn't need any help. "Grab the headboard instead, so I can really fuck you without any interruption." I do as I am told. Now he is really starting to piston fuck me. Both of us are moaning. The pleasure is overwhelming for me. I am getting lost in all this sexual explosion. But somewhere in the back of my mind, there is a little voice screaming at me about the fact I am being fucked bareback my a random online guy who is HIV positive. I try to block out the voice, but it is getting louder. Now I am starting to think maybe I shouldn't be doing this. But it does feel so good. And I don't want to upset him by spoiling the fun. (I discovered in past fuck sessions that poz tops get very disappointed when I denied them their time to cum inside me) But that voice is screaming at me now. I decide maybe I can be subtle about this, and stop our fucking for a moment and blow him some more. Then if he cums I can shoot it on my face or in my mouth. He is still fucking me when I ask him, "Are you going to tell me before you cum?" He stops pumping my hole. He takes my legs off his shoulders, allowing them to rest on the bed, bent at the knees. His cock is still inside me. "What is it your asking?" I tell him that I just want to know if he is close to cumming and to tell me before he does, so that I can be ready for it, given it will be the first time I have taken a poz load and all. Actually, I want to know, so that I can then make my move to begin blowing him again, because it appears I have let the fear get to me. But his hard cock does feel good inside my hole. My ass feels like it is trying to suck him in deeper. Then he laughs a quiet laugh. "What's so funny", I ask him. He begins to slowly start fucking me again, just barely. "Well I will tell you when I am going to cum, if that's what you want me to do. But you should have told me this before we starting fucking. Because you have already taken one load from me already." Absolute terror shoots through my body like electicity. But in the next millisecond I am turned on beyond belief. My hole clenches around his cock as he begins to fuck me faster. "Yeah, remember when you said you liked that little trick I did that made my dick feel like it grew?" He was sliding in and out of me now in a nice rapid pace. My depraved imagination told me I could feel his poz cum lubing my ass, making it easier for him to plow me. "Yes, you don't need to worry about taking your first poz load. I gave you quite a bit that first time. So I guess I should say, welcome to the club." He had really picked up the tempo and was driving his cock in and out of me. My head was spinning with excitement and fear. I wanted to jump up from the bed, run to the bathroom, and try to get rid of his load, but there was absolutely no way I was moving from that spot. I was right where I wanted and needed to be. I had said fuck it, and now I had finally taken that last step. I had some random online guy's poz cum inside my ass, just like I had fantasized about so many times. I licked my lips, tasting saltiness of either my sweat, or traces of his precum from earlier, when I still hadn't gone all the way. He was plowing me now, and it was a bit painful at this point. But for as much as it hurt, it felt wonderfully good. He reached under my hips and pulled me as close to him as he could get, ramming my insides. I grabbed my cock and started to jerk it. I was on fire with horniness. I had become the pig I wanted to be. His body jeked a bit and he stiffened, but kept fucking me. "I cumming!!!" He yelled at me just as he took one last thrust, pressing his cock as far deep in me as it would go. I think I could feel his hot poz seed spurting deep inside my body, filling me with warmth and his DNA. I continued frantically jerking off and then erupted my own cum from my cock. I felt it hit me in the face and on my neck. I quickly used my hand to scoop up all my cum I could find and began feeding it to myself. I swallowed it all, savoring my own taste, while quivering my the breeding he had just given me. "Wow!" I could feel his cock softening and he pulled himself out of my hole. I reached down and probed my hole with my finger. It was hot and sticky, his cum oozing out. I scooped up a little and brought it to my mouth. As I brought it to my tongue, he leaned in and kissed me, our tongues mixing with the cum. Then he stopped and got up off of the bed. He picked up the towel and wrapped it around his waist. "So is it everything you thought it was going to be?" He found my clothes on the floor and tossed them to me. It had been everything I had ever fantasized about. The hot fucking, the stealth pozzing, then letting go and being flooded with his cum. I had loved it as much as it had terrified me. But all I could answer was, "Yeah I liked it." I started to get dressed, sitting on the edge of his bed. All of the sudden the lights in his room came on. I squinted. "No need to be shy now boy," he stood at the foot of the bed. "I will always be apart of you now. I will flow through your body. Congratulations." As he stood there smiling, I saw a red biohazard tattoo on the inside of his arm, that I hadn't noticed before. He noticed me looking. "Nice huh, maybe you'll end up getting one of these too." I had finished getting dressed and stood up. He began to usher me out of his room. "Ok, time for you to go. I need to work on getting another neg guy over here so I can convert another one of you chasers." He walked me to the door and opened it. "When you're ready, come see me again." And with that he shut the door behind me. I looked at the clock on my phone. Amazing, I had only been at his place for less than 30 minutes. It had seemed like I'd been in there for hours. But in that short time, my life had been changed. His poz cum might take in me, or it might not. Time will only tell. But the important thing, was I had finally crossed that line and knowingly taken a poz load in my ass. Now there would be no reason for me not to take others. In less than 30 minutes, my entire sexual path had been changed. I was never going to quit barebacking, and that meant with girls too. So if I ended up remaining neg, then I'm sure soon enough someone else's bug would catch with me, but if he had indeed pozzed me, then I was going to start passing the gift along to everyone I could. I left his building, saw a bodega open late night and walked over. I was dying of thirst. When I was back out onto the street and walking towards the intersection to find a cab, I looked over towards his building, a taxi stopped and a single guy got out and walked up the same door I had just left. I wonder if he knew what he was getting himself into... So like I said, all that story was fiction, but I really do see it playing out like that. I will be tipsy one of these nights and will end up with some lucky guy pumping his poz cum inside me. And then the fun will begin. Anyone on here want to be that lucky guy???- 4 replies
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I've always had a thing for straight and bi guys, especially closeted. Some website had an interesting married guy wanting to get with me. He said he was a bottom, wanting to get fucked, but "safe only." He had no picture, but his stats sounded good, and doing married guys was hot. We checked two or three times over a month or two, and we just couldn't get it together. Then one afternoon I received a message on the site that he was going to a hockey game that evening and wondered if he could come over afterward for fun. He knew from my profile that I had a massage biz that I did from my apartment. I used the second bedroom as the massage room, just the right size for the table along with some other stuff around the room... small tables and such to work my clients and have all my massage gear at my fingertips. Planning ahead, I reluctantly hid a condom with my massage stuff, wondering how I could get around the safe sex thing. When he arrived, he was a good looking, a bit stocky (which I sometimes like), dark brown hair, hairy chest... and the wedding band. 'Oh yeah, I've gotta find a way to breed this one' I thought. I anticipated he would be hesitant and stand-offish, but he wasn't. Instead, inviting him back to my massage room, he couldn't strip his clothes fast enough. Nice. And I got a good look as his round ass. He didn't bother with preliminaries, he stood at the foot of the massage table and bent forward, grabbing his ass cheeks and spreading them. I started fingering is hole, dry at first, but I always have lube within reach. I slowly lubed him up, taking a bit of time so he could relax and not panic. I worked a finger in, then two. He was already groaning a little, and I hadn't gone even half way to our destination. Here I was taking my time and he started begging me to fuck him. He looked back and said, "Your going to use a condom, right?" "Oh, of course man. No problem," I replied, trying to sound enthusiastic. My mind was spinning as to how to blow my load in him. I tore the condom open, and as I'm looking at it, I figured out what to do. He was face down, after all, so I had some latitude if I was swift. Instead of rolling the damn condom onto my 7 inches of cock, I unrolled it and flattened it out. I wrapped it around the base of my cock, like a band-aid around my cock. I could hold it in place as I worked my raw fuckpole into his ass. If he wondered if it was on, reaching back, I would make sure I was buried deep in him so he would touch rubber, not skin. I lubed up and put some pressure on his puckered hole. He virtually pushed back onto me, tight at first, but relaxing quite quickly. I wondered if he had done this a lot before. He was groaning louder and louder as I slid in and out of his hole. I could only imagine him taking my load home in him to his wife, telling her that the guys wanted a beer after the game. He loved the fuck, but sure as I thought, he reached back suddenly, reaching to feel the rubber. My timing was good, planted deep in him, he could feel the rubber thinking we were protected. But then I started wondering how I was going to blow in him and him not feel it. I pulled all the way out, holding the wrapped condom in place with my left hand and doused his hole heavily with lube, most of which I pushed in to get him feeling wet. "Gotta make sure we're not dry here," I said. He didn't question or reply. As I increased my pace, he groaned more, and then started saying, "Fuck me. Fuck me deep." That pretty much got me ready to blow my cumload in him, but I slowed down to plan the final workaround. In massage, I didn't use oil, but a professional massage cream, white and about the consistency of cum. It was in a pump bottle on the table right behind me. I went back to concentrating on breeding this closeted bi stud. He was busy stroking his own cock as I pounded him. I almost said, "Want this cumload in ya?" but realized it might tip him off. I replaced it with, "You need a good fucking, don't ya?" "Oh hell yeah," he replied. "I've been wanting to get fucked for so long..." I could no longer hold back, and told him I was going to cum. I could feel my load well up in me, holding back slightly to ensure a real deep shot in his ass. I buried my dick deep in him, pushing my balls tight against his manhole and unloaded. I'm sure I shot several ropes of poz cum in him, and hoped he didn't think it was unusual to be feeling so wet inside. He was just moments behind me in cumming... stroking and still begging me to fuck him deep. I could feel his ass muscles tighten just as he was shooting his load all over the floor under him. We were both trying to catch our breath. I thought I'd better pull out before he caught his breath and started paying attention to reality. I withdrew and quickly unwrapped the flattened condom as I reached behind me for the massage cream. I opened the rubber up and squirted some cream in it, then worked it down to the tip. 'Real enough,' I thought. Then I pulled the condom a bit like a rubber band, snapping it like it was being pulled off my poundpole. I just held onto it as he recovered from his climax, slowly getting up and turning around to face me. "Fuck, that was awesome!" he said. "But I got so wet inside. You had the condom on, right?" I just held the condom out and showed him "my cumload" in it, but didn't hold it for long. I just tossed it into the waste basket. He nodded yes. "You probably just had a lot of ass juice in you, that's all." I knew he had no clue on it. He asked to step into the bathroom to wash off, and as he stepped in, I got a washcloth from the closet. He didn't close the door as he wet down the cloth and washed his cock and balls. He quickly swiped his asscrack and tossed the cloth into the sink. "I need to get going," he said as he quickly dressed. "If I'm home too late she will suspect." He headed for the door, throwing his jacket on and digging for his keys. "Thanks man, we can maybe do this again sometime, yeah?" "I hope so, drive safely going home," I replied. He nodded and was gone. I was still naked, and still hard from knowing I blew my load into him. I went back into the massage room, looking at the floor where he shot a big load of cum, several streams of baby batter wasted on the floor. I couldn't help it... I grabbed my dick and jacked another load out as I relived the breeding.
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Ok so last night I was home alone...didn't go out. Was just feeling horny and my hole was craving cock like no other! I wanted to get turned out for sure. I texted my buddy to see if he wanted to come over. He has stealth fucked me in the past, though he's neg, it was always hot. It has been more than four months since I had been nailed and I just recently was tested for HIV, with negative results. My hole was DROOL'N for a rough, dirty rape! Well my buddy finally texted me back around 2:00 AM, saying he had just been pounded by a huge nine inch thick black cock. I was beyond envious, I was PISSED! In any event, he went on to tell me the whole story. He started chatting with a hot, thuggish black man on SCRUFF who had a huge thick cock that was just over nine inches. The two of them arranged to meet. My buddy is in a relationship and they love to shock each other, so my buddy took this huge thug cock home, just the two of them. He said he couldn't even get his mouth around the guy's dick! WOOF. The thug turns the my buddy around and spat on his hole, and started to grind his ass crack. A couple times he ground so low that on the up stroke the head of his cock got caught on my buddy's hole. The thug held him down and forced himself in all the way in one motion. My buddy said it hurt so fucking bad that he yelled. The thug pulled out and started to try again but this time slower. My buddy stopped him and asked him to put a condom on. The guys said that he could try. They fumbled around but it was not going on, so my buddy asked, "What's your HIV status?" The thug replied "Neg. Clean" He also said he didn't BB unless the bottom was also negative. In addition the thug said he was exclusively a top. So my buddy agreed to bareback. The thug threw my buddy on the bed and virtually rape-mode. SO HOT! In the middle of the action my buddy's boyfriend came home. While he might have been initially somewhat shocked by what he saw as he opened the door, the shock dissipated quickly enough and he elected to join-in, sliding his cock in his boyfriend's mouth as the thug resumed fucking. This continued to the expected climax: that thug's huge thick nine inch cock erupted, blowing its load into my buddy's raw gut. My buddy texted me this story telling me he still had the thug's hot thick load inside his ass. YUM. Ok so I heard the story, saw the pic of the guy on scruff and totally wanted in on the action myself, so I went onto Scruff, found the thug and messaged him inviting him to I received no reply. Shit. GRRRRR. Pissed and totally jealous of my buddy, I rolled over and went to sleep. This morning I awoke to my phone blow'n up on SCRUFF. It was the THUG! He totally wanted to nail me and started brag'n how he just made a guy take his huge cock and load last night. Of course I was thinking 'I know the whole story - HOT'. He asked if I take it raw. Wanting to sound like a pig I replied "I only BB." (Now this is where I got an instant hard on!) The thug replied "Fuck yeah! I'm POZ and would love to breed you." My heart sank as my dick went hard. My buddy had been stealthed and had this thug's toxic juices running through his veins. I told the guy I was DOWN. He said it had to be now because he was leaving for LA in an hour. I had no car so my boner went limp. Again I was pissed, but I screen shot the texts of our messaging to to my buddy, including when the thug said he was POZ. Naturally he has been freaking out all day. He has no contact info for the guy, no name, nothing. I've already jacked off twice to this whole situation. So hot! But yet...I'm still neg. -
I'm a huge bareback fan but because of a lot of reasons, the cost of medications I hear about definitely being one of them, I'm doing my best to remain negative. I use condoms on most encounters and have only a couple of guys I bareback with. I met another guy online a few months ago and after chatting awhile he seemed honest and open, so we barebacked, and it was hot. He's a great top and filled me up with a nice load. I'd like to add a few more barebacking tops to my FB list. I know any barebacking puts me at some risk, but am I really minimizing the risk by asking the right questions? I know all it would take would be one top that lied about his status to change mine. How many, if any tops have lied about their status before fucking a guy bare?
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It's been a little over two years now since I got the letter that changed my life. Like any other day, I came home from work and checked the mail. There was a hand-printed envelope on linen paper. I opened all the other mail first, saving the best for last. Inside was an invitation to a weekend party. It was from Tom, a guy I’d met at the baths. Tom was an easy-going sort, who made me to open up to him. Among other things, I admitted that I found conversion stories sexy and appealing. Tom told me he was POZ. By legal definition, he had AIDS, but to look at him you’d never know. Seeing him fucking and sucking at the baths made me want to be like him and POZ. I’d fantasized about getting AIDS and passing it to others, more than I cared to admit. Up till then my fantasies had been confined to my imagination. They could hardly have been otherwise, since I was neg. But now I had a invitation to a weekend party of his. It emphasized a group of “POSITIVELY-MINDED MEN,” and " BAREBACK SEX." No misinterpreting that. It was a Conversion Party. My dick was hard and dripping. No way could I turn that down. A weekend with a group of horny guys into HIV and AIDS! Fuck, yeah, I wanted to attend! The invitation was RSVP. I called Tom up and told him I was coming. The party was three weeks off. I daydreamed about it constantly, replaying my twisted fantasies in my mind. I told myself I was headed for a king-size let-down. But it could turn out to be the kind of sick symposium I’d dreamt about. The party was set for Friday night till Sunday noon. The invitation said clothing would be checked at the door, so I needn’t worry about what to wear. I'm decent looking guy and in good shape, so I didn’t expect I’d disappoint anyone. And, judging from what I’d seen at the baths, Tom’s tastes in men and mine were similar. The others in attendance would be at least a pleasant eyeful. I told my lover I’d be gone till Sunday noon. We have a really open relationship. We’ve teased each other about who’s the bigger whore, and who'd be the first to catch an STD and pass it to the other. I rang the doorbell, and this cute little guy about my age opened up. He was wearing only briefs, which did little to mask his heavy cock and balls. " I'm Mike. And you are?" "I’m Joey." He picked up a list of attendees. "Got it." He crossed off my name and pointed to a door. "You can undress in there, and I'll lock up your clothes and valuables. Don’t worry about a thing. I’ve been doing this for three years now and haven’t lost a hankie.” I entered the bathroom off the hall and slid out of my jeans, sneakers, and polo-shirt. The house was well-appointed and expensive. I returned to the hall wearing only my briefs and found Mike greeting a little doll of a boy who looked no older than 20 or 21. His name was Sam. Mike introduced us . “Give me your briefs,” he said. "Everyone else is nude. I'm just wearing since I’ve got to answer the door." His extended hand waited for my underwear. The guys appraised me as I stripped. My dick had grown semi-hard, and Sam was titillated. "I gotta get a piece of that before I leave. Sure hope you’re one of those.” Sam entered the bathroom to undress, not closing the door as I had. Mike winked as he folded my clothes. I wondered what Sam meant by "one of those." Mike told me to go on back and join the others. “You won’t have any trouble finding them. Straight down the hall. Just listen for the music and the voices.” A dozen guys were lounging about, sitting, standing, lying, drinks in hand, talking and laughing. A quick assessment told me I'd been right. They were all quite nice. One guy was fiftyish, a daddy-type for sure. Another looked like a high school kid. And everyone else was somewhere in-between. But they had one thing in common. They were all appealing—good-looking, healthy (I supposed), sexy, American males. A couple of the guys came up and introduced themselves. One handed me a beer. Another pointed to the joints on the table. I noticed Sam, now nude, had entered and was socializing. Guys were still arriving. And some were getting pretty soused. Personally, I hadn't had much to eat and the cocktail and the weed quickly took its toll. I suspected others were feeling likewise. About that time Tom appeared. Apparently he'd been waiting for the last guest to arrive, because Mike, the greeter, came in behind him. Tom turned down the music and called for quiet. He welcomed everyone and said he was glad we could attend. "You all know what we’re here for, and that’s lots of good sex. But apart from that, I know a lot of you have personal objectives. You know who you are—so I won’t go into that. I hate to restate the obvious, but there are ground rules. Oral is okay, but stick primarily to fucking. Make sure when you cum, it’s in someone’s ass. . Switch positions often—and I don't mean missionary and doggie-style.” Guys giggled nervously. "I mean be top as well as bottom. Give as well as you get. Share your seed. Change partners often. Don’t do the same guy twice till you’ve done us all. Charge up as many guys as possible. Take as much ass-cum as you can. And anyone found in the possession of a condom will be asked to leave.” "There are 20 of us here, not counting me. 12 of you are neg, and 8 are poz. That puts the odds at 40% of taking a charged load. Don’t ask anyone his status nor reveal your own, which could change at any minute." I felt my knees go weak. This was a party planned around RAW FUCKING with guys into AIDS and HIV, an assemblage of Gift Givers and Bug Chasers. These guys, like me, were out to fuck and be fucked raw, HIV and AIDS be damned. "Don’t be too quick to wash the cum out of your ass. But bath and shower, replete with towels, are down the hall and on the right. There’s also the john where you came in and one downstairs. The den has porn vids running continuously. Same with the rec room in the basement. Both are good places to catch a catnap. You’ll find plenty of snacks in the kitchen, but please avoid that area between 7 and 8 AM and 4 and 5 tomorrow. That’s when the caterers come in. “As most of you know, there’s a variety of lube and weed and poppers at the bar. Do anything and anyone you like." Tom’s last risqué remark sparked a massive, marathon orgy. Guys were pairing up everywhere. They were piling onto couches and the pillows and mats that lined the carpet. A hungry hand groped my ass, and I turned around to find Mike, the greeter. "Ready for some action, stud?" His throbbing cock betrayed concupiscence. "Sure am." We wound our way past a maze of tangled bodies to a vacant mattress in the corner. He fell on top of me, and his dickhead probed my ass. He hastily smeared some lube on me, and used the rest to coat his cock. With two powerful thrusts he entered me then paused as I absorbed his fullness. Our lips connected; our tongues entwined. He slid his big dick in and out of me. He fucked with slow, deliberate strokes, almost entirely withdrawing before plunging in me to the hilt. I matched him stroke for stroke, meeting his invading shaft with my eager cum-hungry ass. I wanted to milk the cream out of this man. I moaned in lust for the d-i-s-e-a-s-e. "Fuck me, Mike. I want it," I said between his thrusts. "What do you want, Joey?" he asked as he pulsed into me. "Tell me what you really want." "I WANT YOUR POZ CUM, MAN. I WANT YOU TO PUMP ME FULL OF H-I-V!" That sent him over the edge. His pounding became furious. "YOU’RE SO FUCKIN’ TWISTED, MAN. YOU WANT MY VENOM IN YOUR ASS.” "Well take it, then!" "Shit, yeah, Mike. Cream my ass! Please shoot in me!" He lunged forth viciously as his thick cock spasmed in my hole. Hot blasts of noxious seed violated my guts. The deadly virus invaded me with every fiery jab. I ground my buttocks against him to absorb his lethal load. He stopped, hips jutted forward, his dick impaling me as far as it would go. We lay there in the aftermath. Quietly he said, "You're pretty obvious about being NEG. Don’t give it away. Everyone here wants POZ JIZZ, either to infect or reinfect them. Keep ‘em guessing. Don’t disappoint by letting them know you’re neg. You may not be much longer." With that he pulled out and wandered off, seeking someone else to poz or be pozzed by. I didn't waste time worrying about his status. If not him, then someone else would do me, I was sure. Ravenous, with unfulfilled carnality, I approached the bar in hope a beer might quench my prurient thirst. A fortyish guy did the same. After a minute of small talk, he cut to the chase. "You wanna fuck or be fucked first?" "I want to fuck you, dude,” I said. I gotta get this load up someone's ass before I cum." Unceremoniously we made our way to a mat, and he raised his legs to take my seed. I imagined I was poz and was infecting him. For all he knew I was. Regardless, the tight mancunt beneath his balls proved a succulent receptacle. It didn't take me long to shoot. We traded places and his dick slid easily in my cum-lubed hole. As he drew close I licked the purple bruises on his neck. Wet with spittle they seemed to glow. KS lesions? Probably. The guy had AIDS. Suddenly inspired I pummeled my ass against his pubes to meet the penetration of his noxious cock. And when I felt him tensing, I ground my ass against him, to suck out every drop of toxic cum. He winked at me as he withdrew, but I clasped my hands behind his back and wouldn’t let him go. He knelt there, staring down at me, a cynical smile transfiguring his face. He held his right arm out to me, palm up and turned away, revealing a large lesion, halfway between his armpit and his elbow. He pressed it to my lips, and I began to lick and suck it till the skin around it reddened. He stood straight up, his ankles planted firmly against my ribs. His cock, now shrunken to a fraction of its former mass, spewed forth a golden stream aimed directly at my gaping mouth, but raining down on neck and shoulders, dribbling past my ears and pits, onto the surface of the rubber mat. The guys around us applauded. His defecation done, he set out in pursuit of other pleasures. Hastily I retrieved a towel to dry myself and the urine from the mat. From there, the party blurred—whether from the weed, or beer, or lack of nourishment, or merely from the aberrant thrill of being a participant in such decadent behavior—I cannot tell. For the next 36 hours I fucked and got fucked by guys at least as debauched as I. It became obvious, as time went by, from casual conversations and off-the-cuff remarks—I was in good company—with men as hell-bent on self-annihilation as myself. As the party went on and guys got spent. A lot of us were eating or dozing or merely watching, and only a few were actively fucking as the rest of us egged them on. When I fucked before the group, I heard them urge the top to poison me. I wondered if there was a single neg present who had escaped at least one charged load. I was soon to get an answer. Near noon on Sunday Tom had each poz guy stand up for accolades. 7 of my 15 loads were POZ. The second guy I’d fucked, the guy who pissed on me, actually did have AIDS. My rod ballooned as I as I recalled each episode. The young man, Sam, hadn't been so fortunate.. He was the sole participant who had managed to avoid every poz guy present. Defiantly, he lay down before the group and raised his legs. He dared any Giver to step forward and pump a charged load in him. Tom intervened before anyone could react. “Being poz the longest and having fucked the least, I figure I deserve first crack at you.” We all cheered as our host plowed into Sam. After Tom, a couple other poz guys mounted him, in what turned out to be, for Sam, a very effective climax. Tom reminded us that, in a week or two, we might get sick. He’d hosted these poz parties annually for the past three years, and we’d be invited back. He kept a roster of similar affairs with other groups and individuals. If anyone remained unconverted, a rematch was available, with himself or one of his poz buddies. He urged us lucky ones to share the seed, overtly or covertly. I took his words to heart. 12 days later I fell ill and stayed home from work. In the coming months I was a nervous wreck till I got my test results. . That evening I had my dick up my boyfriend’s ass as usual, in the intimate fuck you do with someone you've screwed a hundred times. "I got my test results back today." He flinched, but kept on fucking. "So you’re pozzing me?" "I guess." We kissed, as he pushed up to accept my jizz and welcome the inevitable. His acquiescence turned me on. I must have spewed a cup of venom into him.
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