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February 20th, 2007, my birthday. I’d been chatting with my gifter for a while. I knew that I wanted it, but I was also afraid. I had thought about it often, but always backed out. He was into chems, fisting, and was poz (REALLY POZ). We had talked on the phone for a while, sharing thoughts, ideas, crazy things that might happen or did happen in our lives, how he had been pozzed, etc. I was a good intelligent man, who just happened to love taking cock. We talked about how he felt when he was fucking, and how much I’d love it, when he seeded my hole. I can see now that he was seducing me to the idea of taking his poz loads and I was eating it up. Taking advantage my weakness, my willingness, but it was ok. I think in my mind it was just a fantasy and the things we talked about weren’t really going to happen, even though I was sort of hoping it would. I wasn’t really going to submit my body to the ravages of HIV; it was just talk, right? So I booked the hotel and the flight to Portland. I arrived that morning, it was raining, but there he was waiting by the baggage claim. He looked more real that I had imagined him to be. Funny how I thought he would have horns, or a dark shadow clinging to him. We got on the tram together and headed to his house. He said it was close. I was nervous now, but he calmed me and told me everything was going to be ok. He’d watch out for me and to trust him. We took the short walk to the house, and he showed me the shower and told me to clean out. I took my time and did a good job, preparing myself for him. When I came back to the kitchen, he had the meth out and was measuring it, mixing it, putting part of it into a needled syringe and part into a syringe that didn’t have needle. I watched fascinated almost hypnotized. I had never seen anything like this before in real life, only on the television. He then looked at me and asked if I was ready. I was scared, but somehow thought it would still turn out to be just a fantasy and that he’d shoot himself up and that would be that. After all, I don’t do drugs. I put on my underwear and followed him out the back door, to a garden shed in the back yard, my soon to be birth chamber. Inside the small shed was a portable heater on the floor, a roll of paper towels, some shelves with dildos and lube, and a sling. I had never been fucked in a sling before, so that was going to be a first for me. The first of many firsts, which would happen to me on that day. He helped me slide into the sling, and adjusted me, so my ass was at the edge and easy access for his use. My feet were pushed through the straps, making certain I wasn’t able to pull myself out of the sling. My head was slightly lower than my ass, but I didn’t think anything of it at the time. Guess, he didn’t want anything to leak out. My cock was hard and standing up, ready for action. He made certain that I was well situated in the sling, and was comfortable since I was going to be there a while. He reached over and got the syringe that didn’t have the needle in it. My hole was still a bit loose from the douching out, so I didn’t struggle much when He inserted into my ass. He pushed down on the plunger saying “This might burn for a bit.” He then walked around to my head and adjusted the straps that went around my wrists on the chains by my head, to make certain I was secured in place. I pulled on the straps experimentally, I was pretty comfortable and my cock was hard, thinking about getting fucked in his sling. I leaned my head back in the sling and tried to relax. I closed my eyes and felt the “burn” he was talking about, but it felt very good. He told me “You’ve just had your first booty bump.” I tried to concentrate on the feeling of my heart beating and the burn in my ass. The temperature seemed to jump and my heart was racing, when I realized that he had slipped his cock into me. It felt so good that I laid back and willed my hole to open to take more of him into me. The fact that he was fucking me bare and was poz only made it hotter somehow. It didn’t seem real; like it was happening to someone I was watching on a porn film. I don’t remember his first load into me, but my body did. All of a sudden, my hole started clenching and pulling, milking his cock with every muscle in my being. I was being impregnated by His seed, and all my body knew was how much it wanted it. It just felt so good to feel his cock inside of me, breeding me, making me his boy, my body instinctively pulling it deeper inside of me to grow. I have no idea how long he fucked me or how many loads he gave me, when he pulled out and fingered me a bit. He moaned at how sloppy my hole was and how open it was. He then walked around to the side of the sling; He tied the sling wrist straps down securely. I was still out of it some, my body screaming for His cock. The fact that I was naked in a garden shed, with a small heater, in February, didn’t matter, I felt hot and flushed and oh so very horny. My head was rolling from side to side and my eyes were closed, but I could hear him moving around. We had talked earlier on the phone about a fantasy of mine. He pulled out a red bandana from somewhere, put it between my teeth and tied it around my head. “Look at me,” he said. I opened my eyes, and watched as he tied His arm with a rubber tube, then took the meth loaded syringe, found a vein and stuck it into his right arm. He pushed the plunger down about halfway, I watched fascinated as the semi-clear liquid went into His arm. He held it there for a few seconds, breathing deep, and then pulled the plunger out, and I saw the red tint of His blood start to mix with the remaining meth to fill the syringe. He pulled off the rubber tube with his teeth. I looked at His face, it wasn’t an expression, I recognized, and his eyes glittered like they were made of black glass. He reached over, tied the rubber tube around my arm, making my veins stand up, and started examining my arm, looking for a good vein. I remember, trying to say “No, no”, but the bandana was muffling my voice. He found the vein and said, “Here”. I remember tightening up a bit, but He had a firm grip on my arm. “Don’t move!” He commanded and for some reason that I still don’t understand, I obeyed him. My eyes widened as I saw him put the needle into my vein and I remember shaking my head from side to side. I started to breathe hard, fast shallow breaths through my nose. This is real! It is going to really happen! I was staring at the blood/meth filled syringe when he said “Look at me.” I looked in his eyes and felt him push the plunger down. He pulled out the needle, massaged the vein for a moment and then untied my gag. I looked at my arm, where I had been injected, and started to freak out. “Oh God, what have I done? What have I done? Help me! Jesus, help me!” I was crying out. I was panting in my terror. He looked at my face and pulled off the rubber tube, allowing the meth and his toxic blood to flow throughout my body. His bugs already starting their deadly work as they barebacked on the meth. He didn’t say a word as the drug took hold of my mind and body. He just walked down to my spread legs, shoved his hard cock into my hole, wrapped his arms around the chains of the sling, started pinching his nipples and began fucking me with full deep strokes. I looked deep into his glittering eyes. I’m sure he saw the horror in my eyes quickly turning into lust as he smiled and said the words I’ll never forget, “It’s too late. It’s too late” At that point, I realized he was right, it was too late. I wasn’t going to escape; I was going to be poz from this day forward. As, my mind tried to cope with that reality, he was delivering another load of seed into my body, and my ass was pulling and flexing, milking every drop into me. The drugs were hitting me hard and only one thing mattered; that was taking every drop of cum from my Father’s balls into me. “Please, please take my last neg load. I give it to you; I want you to have it. Help me give it to you.” I had to cum for him. Right then, the cum leaked out of my soft cock, He saw it, scooped some it up with his two fingers and put them into my mouth to suck clean. “This is the last neg load you’ll ever have.” And then he scooped some up, put the fingers into his mouth, and licked it clean, taking it into his body. My second load came just moments after my last neg load. He repeated the process, only this time; I was shaking, moaning, and begging for his cock. “Is this my first poz cum?” He looked down at me still fucking and said “The first of many, to spread to others.” Which wasn’t true, but in my fucked up mind, I swear that I could feel the bug swimming in my cum. “Yes Father, yes, I want to spread you to others. You’ll live forever in those I breed, just like all those who came before you live in you. Just like you’ll live in me. As I cum in them, part of my seed will be yours.” There was more talk, some of it I remember, some of it only comes to me in my dreams. The drug filled haze of my body and mind, made me into a cum whore. All I wanted was his cock and to be filled over and over with his seed.
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So as I ve stated before about prep and undetectable, poz ,unmedicated prep and poz guys, I enjoy the fantasy/reality feeling bare cock in my hole and having fun with it and take responsibility for it Well so last night 2/4/23 , hubby and I had a hot fuck session with this cute cute cute "straight but curious" fitness trainer guy..this isn't fiction, but reality, and I want to share. This " straight curious" guy had been hitting me up on Squirt.org for a little while and he was interested in meeting and experience man on man sex. Not making this up, he's a fitness trainer with the beginnings of nice definition. I asked him what drew him to me and he stated it was because I looked like a nice guy and cute enough to fuck. I laughed in the text exchange and politely informed him the hubby and I are guy next door types and didn't want to disappoint him. Apparently he was cool with it, because he came over. We could tell he was nervous, by the way he was talking to be heard and his body language was observed a little nervous, kinda like excited fun nervous. He drank water, hubby and I had wine, we talked about pets and after a little while trying to connect on some level, we initiated the direction of the evening to our hot tub. We all three got naked in the hot tub, he began to relax as we began touching feet to feet and putting each others foot on the other guys crotch. Hot tub water felt good and very warm.There's something about having a foot rub on your cock in the water. MMmM. Heheh , so after about 30mn we were getting hot and we were getting the feeling we were all ready to get busy. We got in the house, rinsed off and all. The three of us plopped down on our king size bed. We let our new buddy lay on his back and get between the two of us. Hubby and I began tantric style touch, then hubby went down on our new friend first. His cock pointed straight up at a diagonal, rock hard, smooth meaty ball sac. Nipples were perky, nice and pink and he was smooth to the touch except for his blondish brown medium length beard. His beard felt good as I was kissing him. I was appreciative that he wanted to kiss back. Hubby meanwhile was licking this guy's nuts. We didn't force or push or rush the pace. It went kinda natural. He licked my balls a little bit while I hovered over him in a teabag style position and my hubby was nibbling on his left nipple. I asked him if I'm could eat him out and without hesitation he said sure. I tell ya what, his smooth skin with lightly bushy pubes had this authentic " been to the gym "workout sweat smell to his crotch. Fresh musk is attractive to me... Anyway, I could tell he liked his ass played with. I had this guy on his back legs up and while on my knees with a pillow underneath them while at the edge of our king size bed...Man on man, I licked his freshly made musky balls and medium pink hole that was absent of any pubes below his balls and hole. He was God to honest truth rocking in rhythm to me rocking him, letting my tongue go up and down his taint and hole with a pattern of tongue fucking his hungry straight curious hole needed. My husband began sucking his cock in tandem with my ass eating, as this guy was slowly getting rocked in synch with our rhythm. Hubby had to stop cock sucking only after a minute or two of both of us going down on him. He was about to cum and he wanted to last longer.....heheh hubby and I was Iike, okay handsome. Eventually we gravitated to the playroom and I got in the sling first. Now I wish I was able to get my poz talk on, however I knew the hubby and this cute gym guy would have instantly gotten turned off by it, so I'm just kept it to head space. In our playroom we have a sling and I got in it. Cute guy was only a top. The hubby is mainly a top. I was the only verse person in the group was me. I was happen to oblige without hesitation. Let me tell ya, between a good popper rush, pot gummy and nice size cocks going in my hole, some how I lasted in total about 2.5 hours in the sling. I had to take a break at one point and had him switch up with me to get in the sling. I ate his hole out and the hubby lubed his cock well and again the hubby and I formed a rhythm between him slow stroking this guy's and me eating this hungry " straight guy" ass. This guy didn't last but 3 minutes and he came, shooting all over his muscular belly. Fucking hot as hell. I truly believe after a few more sessions with this cute fucker, we'll get to fuck this guy with our cocks instead of just our tongues. So I got back in the sling after cum shot #1 from fitness stud. I willingly let my hubby and this guy continue to fuck me. Let's just say I had the poz talk in my headspace. All poppered up and buzzed on pot, I was in heaven. Both the hubby and this guy breed my hole and Ioved it. I kept pregnant they were wanted to share their hot poz loads trying to convert me to their poz brotherhood, challenging my neg status and telling me they wanted own my neg hole and breed.me.with their poz cum. Eventually, the hubby got to cum in my hole after the fitness guy...it got my husband turned on to all that warm lube and the muscle guys cum. After all was said and done, I pretended in my head, I got loaded up with poz cum like in some of the stories I've I ve been reading on this site. Being on prep made me feel comfortable with the fitness guy seeding my hole. Between fantasy and reality...Fuck last night was hot. I hope you guys enjoyed the story. It was a fun night last night. I figured I share with you guys.
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*Authors' note 1: first story attempt failed, but a failure is often an opportunity to do better. We have not planned how many chapters it has, but we'll keep on writing till we enjoy it. And of course if it will not offend or harm anyone. *Authors note 2: PozWorld is reversed. "Ordinary" condition is poz, while neg status is not socially accepted at all. ----- Part 1: machines don't keep secrets! -Hunter: "Hey my little Chaser! Don't make me waste another poz load!" An artificial voice was reading a weird message aloud waking me suddenly up, alone in my bed. Where on Earth was my boyfriend? Damn, I absolutely had to get rid of this inexplicable jealousy. His phone was not on the charger so it was clear he carried it with him, that voice could only be a bad dream! Ian could just have gone to catch an earlier bus without disturbing me during sleep, that spoken message was surely coming from my fantasy. Hearing a machine speak may seem strange but when you regularly meet a blind person and become close enough, you don't even notice it any longer. On the other side though I was always concerned for his privacy so I didn't chat about sex with him, in case personal messages could be loudly spoken at inappropriate times. He has known I'm undetectable since we started to date but from that moment, HIV has no longer been a conversation subject. Barebacking was safe for us, no reason to worry about it. We had another trouble instead, our sex life had become monotonous. If I only had guts to face this situation! "We have to talk", and then? Let's open our couple, or let's go separate ways? I was scared at the idea of him thinking I looked for other sex encounters because I rejected his blindness. Nothing of this, I am just a man with his needs! He also expressed a desire to live together sooner or later, but I knew it couldn't last long in this way. We have to talk, this formula had to be spoken aloud, hopefully as soon as possible because cheating almost became an urge for me. I prepared myself a coffee to drink my concerns away, when I heard another beep and the artificial voice spoke again: "You're missing a great opportunity man, don't waste this gift and talk to him asap!" I smiled at myself and at a waist bag hanging from a chair in the kitchen, a silly machine hidden in there was revealing my boy's secret side. "It may be a friend's bag", I told myself and took the courage to call him. Phew! The phone rang and that mysterious bag stayed silent! "It's truly not his stuff or my business", I thought waiting for an answer with the phone on my ear. "Hey, Hunter", Ian's voice finally spoke. "I was thinking of you, and here you are!" "I called because I found your waist bag", I told him. "You left it here in the kitchen! One day you may forget your head too." "Oh, thanks honey, I thought I lost it in the bus! At least it's in a safe place." "Safe hands and ears", I had a malicious grin on my face. "Don't use public transport tonight, after you finish your work day I'll come and pick you up. We have... We have to talk!" He sent me a kiss and hung up, while the annoying robot continued to speak so I grabbed Ian's bag, exploring it inside: a phone was there, together with his wallet and some wipes. Thankfully no pass code had been set on the phone so it opened only by pressing a button, I was too curious to verify how many kinks my boyfriend really had! I turned talking assistant off and it took a couple gestures for me to retrieve his conversation with a certain PozCop, which I read entirely; it was obvious they had been sexting for a long time and I decided to play along. Let's figure out where it goes, a chat won't harm anyone! -- BlindChaser: Hi, I finally talked to him. PozCop: What? Are you serious? BlindChaser: Yeah, in the beginning it was embarrassing but that conversion set us free. BlindChaser: *CONVERSATION, I wanted to say conversation, sorry. Fucking autocomplete! PozCop: LOL! Yeah, I got it. PozCop: You see, I was right! I know him like the back of my pocket, you have nothing to be scared about him. So, did he react as I expect? -- What the fuck! Ian and the stranger were planning something behind my back and that nickname seemed familiar to me! How could the world be so small! "I am getting hard only to imagine myself pozzing my bf", I typed; but before sending, I remembered my role play and answered trying to talk in Ian's shoes. -- BlindChaser: His first reaction was horrified and we had an argue but his body told another story. He was clearly turned on, even if he would never admit it! PozCop: Why does this guy always play a fucking good man role! Trust me, deep inside he's a pig like you. BlindChaser: I agree. He made me suck him, keeping my head in place till he came deep into my throat. PozCop: Oh, poor chaser! Another blank load! I think you need a fully charged one. BlindChaser: Fuck yeah! I can't wait! PozCop: I take this as a written consent. So, let's go for it! See you tomorrow in that place you know. -- Fuck, this was no fantasy: in a few hours my guy was going to get pozzed! I had to find out more details and make him change his mind, whatever it took. With Ian's phone in my hand I accessed PozCop's contact determined to block him forever, when I felt an intense pain coming from my fingers and someone talking but this time it was not a machine! "You wanted me into your body, man!" the voice said. "Let your guy take the same journey, both your lives belong to me!" This voice seemed real but no one was around, for sure. Maybe I started to be paranoid, or it was because I willingly became positive but till now I never considered gifting as an option; I couldn't close my eyes to my boy's desires though, if he seriously wanted HIV I had to be certain I was his gifter. I remained with my thumb moving up and down on the touch screen, conflicted, till I took my final decision: I cleared only my latest messages from the whole chat, turned screen reader back on and placed the phone where I found it, ready to give it back to its owner; let's discover who that PozCop really was! I spent the whole day with my mind suggesting me to give him the bag and return to everyday life, but the mysterious voice soon overcame my rational thinking: "You were born to be a gifter, accept your destiny otherwise you'll lose all my benefits forever!" Oh damn! Who spoke to me and which benefits was they talking about? Last time I went for usual HIV check up, my doctor told me I was part of an experiment by taking meds he prescribed me, but I almost forgot it: treatment suppressed my viral load, I had no side effects, it meant all was correctly working. Or this mysterious voice I hear is caused by meds? Such an opportunity to give up with them, I thought at myself. After his work day was over, Ian was waiting for me outside his office as expected and as I greeted him he kissed me: "thanks my love, you saved me!" He explored my whole body with his hands, and panicked: "my bag, Hunter! Where the fuck is it?" "One is here and it's full", I told him guiding his hand on my semi-hard member. "The other is in my car!" "I'm glad to you, thanks for keeping it safe." "True, but your machines talk much more than a person does. And if you forget them turned on, they're not able to keep secrets."
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I'd been talking to this Dude for months. He's POZ. Nice guy. We talked on the phone, exchanged emails, and met once or twice on neutral grounds, like coffee shops and restaurants. Till then we hadn't done anything. Fucking hot bod. A Daddy type. Perfect for me. I'm 28, brown eyes and hair, smooth, and boyish overall. He's in his late 40's, divorced, solidly built, hairy chest, salt and pepper, with a Cock to kill for. He hadn't done me bare, cause he's POZ. I wasn't. At last not yet. He barebacked, but only other POZ guys. He knew about me—that I was NEG and screwed around. I barebacked, too. Some call me promiscuous; and, yes, I'd done the whole nine yards—the Net, the Baths, Bookstores, and Adult Theaters. He didn't know how bad I needed it. At first he was reluctant cause of my Status, and he feared he'd weaken or give in. The spirit's willing, but the flesh is weak—that kind of crap. But he knew himself. I give him credit. He insisted on staying fully clothed, so determined was he to do nothing to impair my health. But I turned him on enough that he wanted to see my Ass in action. He planned merely to finger me, stretch me, and use his Dildos on my Cunt. Of course I encouraged him, supposing what would lead to what. I can get any guy to fuck me. Case in point. When I showed up at his house, it was touch and go. He bent me over doggy style—to stretch me out. He started with two fingers, then up to his wrist. Shit, was he rough—twirling them inside my Pussy like my Ass Walls didn’t exist. I started making slopping noises. Maybe it was the Crisco—maybe my Ass Juices. But I was fairly sure a good portion of that SLOP was BLOOD. My head throbbed from the Poppers. I begged him to fuck me. How I prayed that god would fuck me, but he wouldn't do it. Instead he shoved a Dildo up my Ass. No Lube—except for the SLOP already in me. That stretched me even further. Again his fingers. I was getting finger-fucked and dildo-fucked at the same time. I was crazed with Lust. I wanted his Cock more than anything. I reached behind and grabbed his Crotch. When he slid the Dildo out, I turned and kissed him, twisting his Nips. I couldn't take it any longer. I had to shoot. He'd said he wanted to see me Cum. He pushed me to my knees, and the Dildo went back in. Or so I thought. FUCK! IT HURT SO GOOD! He crashed and burned. "I'm gonna fuckin' breed you. I'm gonna drill you with my POZ Cock. You want that, don't you, Fag. I'm gonna POZ you—make you mine." We could hold back no longer. Cum splashed everywhere—OUR Cum!. OUR Dicks pulsed on for minutes. OUR hair, faces, chests, guts, and Cocks were awash with Jizm—MY CUNT WITH HIS POZ CUM. And that's how POZ met NEG.
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I am surprised that this forum has yet to start a Pirate Tube Site vid clip discussion.. So I when I found a perfect vid for you all I decided to start this thread.. I have seen some poz talk in vids before.. But I have never seen one to this extent.. Folks wait till you see his underwear.. I have a feeling that a lot of you will enjoy this vid.. http://www.********.com/video/15774/slave-fuck-slut.html
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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 was in one of my favorite porno stores cruising around. I kept seeing this guy that I had been with once before, back at school. He kept walking by and growling, I knew he was interested but I wasn't. The last time we had been together there were three of us just jerking off, I wanted more but no one else was interested. When we all finally came he had said something about it being "nice and safe." I had wanted to suck them both off so I could have cared less about being safe, even though at the same time I thought it might have been because he was poz. I kept on passing him by and walking around, but I couldn't find what I needed so I figured, "What the hell, I know he at least has a nice dick." I went into a booth, he followed and his dick was nicer than I remembered it to be. Long, not especially thick, but thick enough, nice foreskin with lots of precum. As soon as he saw mine he started sucking. I thought " Alright, this could be good after all." We then decided to get a room somewhere, so we left the ABS and found a room down the street at a cheap hotel - the kind of hotel hookers seem to favor. We stripped and started making out, falling onto the bed. He was so hot. We took a hit of poppers and stuffed our tongues in each others mouths. Then I got down to business and started sucking him, so much precum, it was so sweet. Then I was on my back and he was fucking my mouth. He slid down and started to kiss me, at the same time positioning himself to fuck me. I knew what he wanted and did not want him fucking me bare. His dick was right up against my ass, foreskin back and that precum still pumping. He slowly pushed and in a soft voice I said "no", he said yes and this went on as he slowly very very slowly worked his way in. He had not gotten far when I said more seriously "no" even though I really wanted it. That was when old reliable came into the picture. He put the poppers under my nose and that was it. When they hit I was like, "Oh God yes, fuck me" and I helped him ( as if he needed it) by crossing my legs behind him and bringing him all the way into my ass. That was all he needed. He started fucking nice and easy, pulling almost all the way out and then jamming it in as far as it would go. When he was getting close then he really started to fuck hard and when he shot his load deep in my ass, that was one of the hottest things that had ever happened. After we were talking about various scenes we had been in and he told me how much fucking around he had done in NYC before AIDS came along. I didn't ask and he didn't tell but whether he was or wasn't it was still one of the hottest fucking scenes ever. I fantasize about meeting him again.
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This was salvaged from Bugshare.net, the 'Strictly Stories' section. ************************************************************ I was at one of my favorite bookstores and in the mood to play. It was just after lunch time on a sunny Monday. I wasn't sure what I’d find, but it never hurts to look. The parking lot looked promising, anyway. I went in, leaned against the wall, and lit a cig, checking out who was there. There was a really hot Latino, a dude who reminded me of your typical frat boy, and the usual trolls. I missed an opportunity to join Latino and frat boy. They entered a booth together. Damn! I popped in the various booths to see who else was playing but didn't find much. I lit another smoke. The Latino left frat boy’s booth and headed for the exit. Hmm, that was quick! But a couple minutes later he reappeared and knocked on the door. Needed condoms or lube or something, I surmised. Things didn't look promising, so I fed in some tokens, watched a porno, and got myself hard. A couple bucks later, I wandered around to see if anyone new had come in. The stud guy with the goatee was back—he’d fucked me a few weeks before. There was also an older dude who went in the bathroom. He came out spouting one huge fucking bulge, and stroked it through his pants. I didn't even notice that the booth frat boy had occupied was vacant, until he emerged from another booth nearby. He sized me up, then reentered, leaving the door slightly ajar. I wondered if I should take the bait, or see what the other dudes had to offer. What the hell, frat boy was sexy—20’s 5'8" 135, shaved head, sweatshirt, olive pants, and combat boots. I entered his booth and locked the door behind me. After feeding some tokens into the machine, we groped ourselves, each waiting for the other to make the first move. He finally did, and unzipped my jeans. He complimented me on my cock size, and I felt him up. I got his pants down, then his tight whites, and out popped the perfect dick—trimmed blond pubes, smooth balls, and a completely straight cock, perfect thickness, and hard as a rock. He asked me what I was into. “Pretty much anything.” “You fuck?” “Sure.” "Want to fuck me, or want me to do you?" “I usually Bottom.” “Condom?” "Prefer not." That turned him on. I sucked his dick and got it nice and wet. “Drop your pants and bend over. Got any lube?” I did not. He spotted a used condom in the corner, picked it up and dumped whoever’s cum onto his cock and smeared the rest onto my hole. Holy fuck! The dude was a sex pig! He slid his meat all the way in and started to fuck me. God, that combination of cock and anonymous jism felt great! I’m a super pig, too! "I’m fucking your ass bareback, man. Damn this is hot! My raw cock plugging your hole!" "Want to cum in me?” "Fuck, yeah!" "Flood my hole, man! Shoot in me!" Which he promptly did. After he’d cum, but before he pulled-up his pants, I glanced through the glory hole, and the hot goateed dude was stroking his fat cock. Glancing through the hole, Frat boy asked me if I wanted that thick dick in me, too. I backed up to the hole. Frat boy knew what was happening—the expression on my face told him all. He lay down on his back so he could look up and watch the thick cock plow me. He told me that his cum was oozing out of my asshole, and reported, dismayed, that the goateed dude wore a rubber. Still, goatee knew how to fuck, and his hips gyrated like crazy. Goatee dude pulled out and frat boy got up. His neck and chest were splattered with cum that had dribbled out of my ass. I stuck my tongue through the glory hole. Goatee dude stripped off the cum-filled condom and plowed his thick dick down my throat. Frat boy urged me to “clean up that cock.” He wiped his own cum off his chest, stroked it onto his hardening cock, fingered my sloppy hole, and thrust his rod back up my ass. Goateed guy zipped up and left. The older dude entered the booth. He pulled out a stubby fat cock with massive balls and flipped both through the hole. Frat Boy pulled out of my ass and sucked his fat dick. The older dude’s cock grew in length, but more so in girth. Frat boy suggested I back up to the hole and see if the older guy would fuck me. I did so, and the guy played with my asshole—then nothing. I glanced through in time to see him walk out. Frat boy put one arm around me and worked the digits of one hand up my used sloppy hole, while he beat off with the other. "I wonder how many guys here are poz ." I shrugged. He winked and shot his load. I knelt in time to get most of it down my throat. We cleaned up, and he told me how fucking hot it had been and how he hoped we could do it again. He left, and I leaned back against my favorite wall and smoked. I still hadn’t cum. This Lumberjack type came in. He headed for one of the end booths, and I entered the adjoining one. It was getting late, and I really needed to get off. I didn't even look through the hole—just dropped my jeans and stroked my dick. Needing coins for the machine, I bent down to grab some tokens from my pants pocket. My ass grazed the hole. Lumberjack thrust his dick through and pushed against my ass crack. I squatted, spread my cheeks, and guided his cock into my asshole. His belt buckle clanked against the partition with each thrust. I started jacking. As I shot, my ass muscles contracted tightly about his rock hard cock. He spasmed and shot up my ass. He beat a hasty retreat to the exit. On my drive home I wondered about frat boy, or pig boy, or whatever you want to call him, and his comment to me: "I wonder how many guys here are poz ." Strange he should mention that. Did either one of us care?
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After dumping POZ Loads in 3 Dudes, I went down to the Maze while working up a Load to CHARGE the NEXT PIG with. That's where I saw him—an instant turn-on. It was his salt-and-pepper hair and abundant body fur that whet my whistle. I wasn't looking for a Fuck, but for the chemistry was ripe between us. I cornered him and locked my Lips on his right Nip. He drew my mouth to his, and rammed his hot tongue down my throat. We dropped our towels and went at it like dogs. I wedged my tongue into his armpit and slurped his ripe and juicy sweat. He went down on me while I stretched to finger his tight Muscle Hole. We drew a crowd as we pawed each other—kissing, licking, pounding, biting—like two fuckin’ Cunts. I invited him up. I almost never take guys to my room, because it's where I go to chill out between Fucks; but I was totally taken with the guy. I might just fuck this Muscle Dad. As soon as the door closed behind us, the tables turned. The Fucker was all over me, pushing me to the bed and jumping on me like some 500 pound gorilla. Actually, he only had about 10 pounds over me, but he used his girth to full advantage. Not that I resisted—the Fucker was on fire. His passion, overwhelmed me. He bit my neck, shoulder and pecs, leaving crimson hickeys on my bod. I did the same to him, clawing at his back as he gripped me like a Sumo wrestler. The room was hot and sweat rolled off us. He wrapped his arms around me like a Boa Constrictor, gagging me with his hot tongue. I thought I'd shoot my Wad right then. In the Haze of Lust I didn't even realize what happening as he forced my legs apart. The Stud was gonna fuck me! That wasn't what I’d planned, but I was primed for anything. He yanked me to his shoulders, spit on his Shaft, and pressed his turgid Cock to against my Cunt. I took a hit of Jungle Juice to steel myself against the searing pain I knew was cuming. OMG, IT WAS EXCRUCIATING! My unfucked Mancunt had tightened up. He used his strength and body weight to thrust his Manhood deep inside of me. I tried to relax, but felt him tearing up my Guts. He raised his hips, compressed my legs against my chest, and drove straight into my bowels. Dizzy with Poppers, I cried aloud. He was crazed with Lust, and fucked with such a frenzy that I knew, had I protested, he would have RAPED ME. I know—I’m like that, too. The only difference was I was the Bottom. "You want my Pussy, Dude? Just fuck me!. Shoot your Load in me!." "Yeah, Stud, I'm gonna fuck yer Mancunt good! My Balls are bustin' up with Spooge—got "Faggot" spelt all over it! "Is it POZ Jizm, Bud?” "Fuck, yeah, I'm POZ. Wadya think? I'm some stupid fuckin' NEG? Got Dirty Jizz for you. Nothin' but the highest Viral Load , the most drug resistant Strain. Sound good? I'll bet it does. Cunts like you crave the Death Fuck, doncha, Babe? You’re hooked on Toxic Spooge. And I'll betcha wanna take some Faggots with you when you go. Well, same with me, Pal. And I'm startin’ off with YOU!" He plowed me voraciously, as I clawed his back and yanked his hips against me to make sure I got every drop of Venom from his Balls. "Fuck, yeah, Stud! Breed me! Give me your Poison. I want it ALL." In a blur the Daddy flipped me over and drew up my knees, pummeling my Butt. He pinned my wrists, and I felt his Cock mushroom as his pace accelerated and his breathing transmogrified to pants. In the mirror I watched the Pervert rape me, his muscles straining as he ravaged me; and I struggled to return his Thrusts. He bit my neck as I cursed and whined and whimpered like a fuckin’ Wimp. "Goddamn, Fucker, here it Cums! Fuck! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Take that Fuckin’ Nasty Bug! I'm breeding your goddamn Pussy—NOW!!!! Uhhhhhhhh! Oh, Yeahhhh!" I felt his Shaft explode as torrents of NOXIOUS JIZZ flowed past my shredded Mancunt into my Blood. He let go of my wrists and locked his arms around me, biting as he went. Exhausted, I went limp. He collapsed on top of me. Moments later he drifted off—trapping me beneath him, his Seed fermenting in my Ass.
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After a wild fuck at the Baths, when a Hot Muscle Dad pumped my Ass full with two Loads, I was starved for more. My Dick stiffened and twitched when I saw the Hot Fuck across the hall. He was about my height, 5-10, but maybe 20 lbs. lighter. He had all the markings of a POZ PIG—pale skin, hollowed out face, and an emaciated frame that reeked of AIDS. To top it off, he wore a PA that would tear up my Pussy so his Virus could sail, hook, line, and sinker into every nook and cranny of my bod. I went into his room, dropped my towel, and his hot tongue massaged my Cock. Instinctively I made for his Pucker. His brown-pinkish Pussy oozed rancid Spooge that cut a glistening swathe down his bony Buttocks onto his emaciated thighs. The way he bucked back against my exploring digits told me what a desperate Cunt he was. Hot Damn! How could I resist? The only thing better than fucking a Tight Hole is Sloppy Seconds. I flipped him on his back, straight-armed his legs, and dug my tongue deep into that sweet puddle of Man Juice. I slurped like a Fucker, swallowing most, and dumping the rest down his throat. Our faces were covered with Jizm as I rammed my Manmeat up that elegant Cesspool. "Goddamn, Dude, how many Loads you got in there?" I could feel Jizz seeping out with every stroke. "Six, maybe seven, and I need more." "You want my Dirty Fuckin' Load up your Ass? You want my Poison Jizm in your gut?" Our Lust grew fervid as we got off on our mutual POZ connection. I fantasized I was the Angel of Death, fucking the lifeblood out of an innocent victim who begged on his death bed to be pumped full of Seed. And he was the quintessential POZ Junkie who, paradoxically, couldn't live with, nor without, a Deadly Fix. Simultaneously I was his Mentor and Executioner, determined to inoculate him with a Venom which would sicken and decimate every cell in his bod. Our passion grew vehement as we played out our darkest fantasies of DEATH and the BUG. In conjunction with my grunts of pleasure and his groans of pain, sweat dripped from my pits onto his torso as I stared into the windows of his soul. "You want it, don't you, you twisted Slut? You want to die of AIDS. That why you wanna be fucked?" "You got it, Man. Now cut the bull and inject me with your Deadly Seed!" I slammed in hard, and my Balls spasmed as wave after wave of Toxin invaded his Mancunt. He shot his own Jizm all over his stomach, which I lapped up and fed back to his sex-crazed lips. I collapsed in a drained heap on top of him, our lips caressing in a Cum-Drenched Kiss, our sated flesh slapping together as we wallowed in the Cesspool we had spawned.
