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  1. I noticed its quite difficult for a straight male (even though i'm good looking). I tried: - Forum here. Hard to fined willing female users. - HIV dating site: They are not kinky at all. - Emailing prostitutes Best case would be fucking a positive woman and knowing it. I would also consider fucking her while shes menstruating and making her bite my dick bloody. I could also consider sloppy seconds with positive guys and a woman. i'm open for other ideas. What about getting other STDS? Is that easier? I want sth more than just fucking prostitutes where i dont even know if they are positive.
  2. Descent into debauchery

    Here is another installment about the adventure of Enix and David. I hope you will like this story too! The non-stop fucking drained David. He didn't know exactly when he fell asleep next to his new lover and mistress, Enix. Everything in his body was hurting. Bite marks and scratches marked his body, Enix claimed and marked her territory as a deterrence to anyone who wants to steal David from her. He slept naked, being the little spoon to her. She was gently stroking his leg while he slept. She was breathing his scent in. The shit has long dried into the sheets. They were both sleeping in her excrement and piss. The room smelled but they had their rest despite the smell. She fell into dreamless slumber next to him. David woke up before her. He looked at her for a moment. Sleeping peacefully. Her breathing was slow and hear breasts were moving with every inhale and exhale. He wanted to fondle her breasts but decided against it. He wished to do something special for her. He went out to find a kitchen and make something for her. Kitchen was easy to find, the fridge was fully stocked with various food. There was one shelf of blood, piss and packed shit. I rummaged for a bit and saw names I didn't recognize. The blood vials had inscriptions HEP C, 4 strains of HIV, Herpes... I put it back where I found it. He retrieved eggs and found a day old bread. He decided to make french toast and coffee. He put milk to boil and oil to get hot. The sink was half-full of dirty dishes. He took care of those dishes whilst waiting for the oil to get hot. It took him a couple of minutes to wash and dry the dishes. He sorted and stacked them to their appropriate places. The oil was getting ready and the milk was done, He let the milk cool and started beating the eggs. He soaked the bread, put it into the pan and begun frying the toast. When he was done, he poured the coffee into the cup, took the serving tray and off he went to bring breakfast to his lover. He entered the room and found her stretching in the bed. She was ruffling her hair and looked so happy at the prospect of being served breakfast in the bed. "I smelled something nice from the kitchen. What have you made for me?" "French toast, milk and coffee. Hope you will like them." *"I most certainly will. Come here, baby. Kiss Mommy." I set the tray down and kissed her. We kissed for a bit and then she stopped and said we have to eat. "We will eat now and after, I shall tell you what we are going to do today. I have lots of people for you to meet." "I am sorry but I have to go home. My parents will be worried. I didn't phone them last night. I totally forgot to do that. Forgive me?" *"Yes, I will forgive you for not thinking that I am clever and haven't already taken care of your "predicament" with parents." "What? - What did you do?" "Took your cellphone and sent them an SMS that you are at your girlfriends house and that you won't be back home on time. I had her mother phone your mother. I did mention that I would find you a girlfriend, to keep up the pretense. I can't very well be meeting your parents, they won't approve of our relationship." *"Her name is Daniella. 18 year old black girl. She goes to your college and she had a crush on you. She's a fellow bugchaser. Right now, she's got a mild case of yeast infection. Bot her mother and she are heavily into raceplay. They like being called niggers and such. It's very fun. I defended her mother, Celia, when she stabbed her husband in defense. He wanted to rape their daughter when she was 9. She used to be hooker and the daughter isn't even his. Her mom has herpes but she hasn't passed it onto her daughter. She got that after her daughter was born."* "I don't recall her. Can't even remember if I have ever met her." "What's there to recall? All niggers look the same, however, their cunts do not." "That's so hot. I love raceplay too. Thank you for finding her. Do I have your permission to fuck her?" "You are welcome. Not only do you have a permission, I expect you to fuck her. Her and her mommy. I give your permission to fuck ladies and girls who have all sorts of hot diseases. There is a bisex couple who are on a trip through Jamaica but will come back in a week. They would love to meet you." " Would you like to be sandwiched? - To get fucked by a guy while you fuck his wife? They both have gonorrhea." "Yes. I would love that. Like I said, I've never had a cock up my ass but would gladly experience the new stuff". "Done deal. Well, since you are free today, you don't have to go to your classes today." "I invited Nadia to come here. She's the 62 year old with full blown AIDS. You remember me mentioning her? - Well, she was anxious to come and I told her she could. I think you will like her. You know how Donatella Versace looks like now? - Well, Nadia is almost a spitting image of Donatella. Aids has ravaged her body but her lust has lost none of its potency. She is one horny slattern." "I can't wait to fuck her. Oh, god... I wanna fuck her silly. I want to smell her cunt and ass, to lick her feet, armpits. I want to have her spit in my mouth. To eat her cunt and asshole for a long time before putting my cock into her death trap." "You are so good for me. I love your nasty ideas, and feel free to do that with her, she is up for anything. She's often constipated and I'm sure you can put your cock to a good use up her ass. Give her a piss enema and I can plug her ass, let the piss soak up her dried shit." "I will record you fucking her on camera. I have clients who are into sick films. Sure, she won't kill you outright with her deathly holes, but she will show her papers, viral loads and they will know you just fucked Death and lived to tell the tale." "We are so fucked up. I am glad I took the plunge and sent you my photo and went to the club. I wouldn't have met you otherwise. Thank you for teaching my about bugchasing. I won't get tested. I will just keep on fucking. Perhaps I'll get tested in about 2 or 3 years." "However, I have a question. What about my college and my job?" "You will go to the college and keep on attending the classes. I need your good grades. And once you bring your Daniella around your house, you can move out into hers. I will buy some condo and both of you can live there. I, of course, shall be a regular guest there. Needless to say, you won't be telling your parents anything about you fucking diseased cunts. Keep it on the DL." "Understood. Didn't even plan to." "Excellent. Now, come with me to the bathroom. I have to remove the hairs from your cock, balls and ass. I want your back and front hairless." "That's good. Now you look way better. And it's easier to just remove the hair with hair removal foam" "Now, this bare butt of yours is giving me nasty ideas. Grip the shower handles and present your ass to me. I will spank you now." I did what she asked without any hesitation. *"You are a fucked up kid. You want to fuck STD ridden slatterns" SLAP - SLAP Each of my buttocks were slapped and I jerked due to the force of her slap and moaned. "Look at you now, what exactly are you moaning at? The slapping or the thought of fucking diseased cunt?" SLAP *"I guess you are moaning at both things." SLAP - SLAP - SLAP - SLAP I don't know how many slaps have I got on my ass but I was quivering and crying now. It isn't pleasure I feel now but a stinging pain. Still, I endured the pain for her. It's about her pleasure now. I felt her raking nails across my red ass. I let out a yelp when I felt her teeth into my plump ass. I felt her teeth on my other cheek I felt her finger enter my anus while dry. I inhaled and kept my mouth shut. Her assault was relentless and without mercy. She said that it's okay if I wanted to scream. Nobody would hear me. And my screams would be music to her ears. I began screaming whilst she was fingerfucking my ass. I felt her nails scraping in every direction. She stopped and told me to turn around. She pointed her finger at me, it was caked in fresh, red blood. I went to lick it but she took it away and smeared it across her lips. My blood was her lipstick. Now her lips had color of blood. "Thank you for your suffering, sweetie. And the lipstick provided from your ass. You are a doll!" My tears were running freely. She reached to my face, removed the glasses and licked my tears, carefully, not to let her lips touch my face and ruin the lipstick. She took her tongue in, swished around and commented how my tears tasted delicious. "You are welcome." - I said. "I want you to pee in my mouth now. I am thirsty." I stood up and went toward her. I put my cock inside her mouth. Relaxed and just let go inside her mouth. She was gulping it down like a madwoman. I grabbed her head and skullfucked her whilst pissing. She didn't do anything, she just took the abuse and kept watching me. I felt I was going to come and removed the cock. She held my cock inside her mouth and I spurted inside. She didn't swallow it. She rose up, pried open my mouth, held my head up and spitted my cum back into my mouth and told me to be a good boy and drink up my cum. I obeyed her. We dried off and ventured into the living room. Her cellphone was ringing and she answered. While she was speaking, I sat on her leather couch and watched her, walking in circles while talking to someone on the other end. I recognized the name, Nadia. Eni whispered to me that Nadia is coming in 15 min. I gave thumbs up. I helped Enix to mount the cameras in living room, bathroom and her bedroom. She obviously knew where I was planning to fuck her. She said that I am to give my attention to Nadia. To just forget that she was here. Today is Nadia's day. There was a ring on the door. Enix went to unlock the door. I heard a sultry voice, wet kisses and laughter. Then, the most amazing creature I've ever seen walked in the living room. Enix was right. Nadia indeed looked like a prettier version of Donatella Versace. Her hair has gone silver. Eyes sunken into the sockets, thin face, black lipstick. Leather coat, pants and leather shoes. For a moment there, we stood and watched each other There was a motion behind me and I heard cameras were on. Nadia pounced on me and started kissing me roughly. I responded in kind, grabbing her skinny behind through leather pants and groping her. I sneaked the hand into her pants and grabbed her ass. It was hanging from her bones. I moaned when I was kissing her. Her mouth tasted of cigarettes. It was like making out with an ashtray... She stopped to catch her breath. After a while, she said: It's very nice to meet you, David. Undress me, would you kindly? I removed everything from her except the shoes. I told her to sit down on the couch and to just enjoy whatever I do to her. I removed the shoe, picked her foot and started kissing and licking the soles and toes. I enjoyed the salty taste of her and another fragrance that was inside her flesh. I saw on the internet that people with AIDS wasting disease have different smells with them. She smelled so good. I removed the other shoe, brought her other foot and started smelling both of them. She was wiggling her toes and inserting them into my nostrils. I opened the mouth and took her pointy thumb inside. I sucked and licked it as if it were a minuscule cock. I started slobbering up her feet, they were wet and slimy from my spit. She was panting and frigging her clit and pinching her nipples. I told her that I wanted to fuck her cunt now. She didn't say anything except to smile and spread her legs as hard as she could. I put my cock in and started fucking her slowly. My hands were roaming her body. I could feel every bone, every rib. She was just skin and bones. Once upon a time, her boobs were full of fat, now they are sagging and small. She put her hands on my face and started fondling me, putting her bony fingers in my mouth to suck them. Played with my lips and stroking my cheek. I was reaching my breaking point. I hugged her, pushed my body into hers and fucked her cunt hard and deep until I felt my cum bursting into her deathly cunt. I was depositing my fertile cum into a barren and poisonous wasteland. I was sweaty and she was cool as a cucumber. I guess her sweat glands were shot to hell. I started kissing and she responded by grabbing my ass and slapping it. She kept squeezing every part of my anatomy. Breaking the slimy kiss, I stood up and looked at her, she was such a tiny, fragile thing, her disease has taken the best of her and I just fucked her without any regard whatsoever for my own health... And I wanted more. I picked her up, she wasn't heavy at all. I was wondering how didn't the wind manage to blow her away. I said: "I am taking you to the bedroom. I aim to make your ass mine!" I put her gently onto the bed, took the pillow and told to lie on stomach and get the pillow underneath her. I saw cameras around me, they will record everything, no matter where I am. Enix gave me a box. I opened it and saw Cruel Condom inside it. A mesh wiring, resembling my cock with a pointed, sharp stud where the tip is. I was feeling so wicked. I am about to hurt this old, AIDS cunt, draw blood and take it inside my cock. I put the condom on and said: "This is going to hurt, Nadia, but you won't mind it, will you? - I put the Cruel Condom on. I will make your ass bleed, so grip the sheets and try not to scream too much. I am going in dry." Her anus was very prolapsed due to the abuse she's suffered over ages. I put the tip onto her prolapsed anus and began teasing it. She was buckling her ass, trying to take it in. I just slapped her ass and laughed. In one swift move, I impaled her ass. She screamed so hard and the bed shook. I looked and there was blood on my cock. I pulled the cock out, waited a bit and pushed it one more time. She was shaking. I removed the cock, took the condom and put it back into the box. Now, it was time to fuck her bloodied anus. "Thank you, Nadia, for your AIDS. I loved fucking your cunt, but I will love fucking your bloody ass more." There was a cacophony of sounds in the room. Our moaning and groaning, sounds of the flesh, slapping into one another, sound of my cock sloshing her wet, bloodied anus. A coppery taste was in the air. Her prolapse was wounded good and the wound isn't closing because I am still not done fucking her. I gripped her shoulders and screamed obscenities at her. "Take it, you filthy whore!!! - I am fucking your sick asshole. You are infecting me, right now, aren't you? - And you like it, bitch." "Yes, I am fucking Death up the ass. Take my cum, you fucking Russian slag!!!" I came so hard that my balls hurt. I kept my cock inside for a couple of minutes. Removing the blood stained cock, I put my face into her ass and sucked the mixture of my cum and her blood. Nadia looked at me and opened her mouth to receive the offering. I spat the mixture into her mouth and she drank it. We started kissing and haven't stopped for a while. She cleaned my face from her blood and sucked my cock as clean as it possibly could be. She made me lie on the bed and she impaled herself on my cock and rode me until she couldn't take it anymore. I took her gently into my arms and we took a quick nap. Another chapter is done. Hope you liked it. Tips are greatly appreciated.
  3. I wrote a story on the Fetlife and decided to share it with you. I saw that there are so few straight bugchasing stories and decided to write my own. If you dislike scat \ piss fetish, you can skip those parts or stop reading the story. Hope you like it. I enjoyed writing it. READER BEWARE - THIS IS A LENGTHY STORY All names in the story are figments of imagination. This story isn't real It was a rainy, damp night of November 21st. Sun has set long ago and darkness crept in with her wet and warm fingers, snuffing the remnants of lights along the path. There are sounds of traffic and the torrent of rain drumming on the pavement. In the two story house, people were dreaming. Only one person was the exception. David is 5 feet and 8 inches, slender build with short, brown hair. He wore glasses and hearing aids since he was 5. Nobody in his family knew what his sexual predilections were. On the outside, he was a prim and proper guy... He's always polite, always offers to throw the trash out for his neighbor. Nobody knows that he likes nasty, perverted sex. Nothing is too taboo for him. Scat, piss, fisting, foot and armpit fetish, those are his usual fetishes. His girlfriend has dumped him a week ago for offering to lick her feet. She called him a weird sicko. His cock got hard when she told him that but she dumped him nonetheless. David has just celebrated his 19th birthday and decided to stay up very late and use the internet until dawn. He was thinking whether to surf some adds on craigslist or to get into fetish chatroom. Little did he know how his life was about to change when he decided to venture into fetish chatroom. "Just another day in paradise... Why'd she have to ditch me. I'd love to make her scream in pleasure. Jessica's body would be a great gift for my birthday. If only I kept my mouth shut." - David said with a frustrated sigh and stared at his bookmark, waiting to be clicked. "Never mind... Let's see what's new in the chatroom" Welcome to Dark Desires chatroom - Enjoy your stay "What shall I call myself today, I wonder. How about: PervSicko. Yeah, that should do it." <PervSicko> has joined the chatroom! .... <Twat19>: any men here willing to fuck a proper cunt? <tearjerker>: go and die lol lol lol - there ain't no women on the internet, only men pretending to be one <PervSicko>:Your nickname is very on point, @tearjerker. Being a whiny brat is not sexy at all. Leave the lady alone... What has she done to you? Stole your pen? <Twat19>: you tell him babe! your awesome <PervSicko>: That's ok. Have fun... This chatroom is kinda a downer on my day. I'll lurk for a couple of min and go offline. "Another dead end. I had hoped I'd find someone to chat with. And if we are close enough, fuck. Guess it's not my lucky day. Knew I should've gone to the cinema or somewhere else. Why did it have to rain, damn it..." "I guess I'll go heat up the pizza". David unlocked the door and proceeded down the dark corridor to the kitchen. Darkness didn't bother him. There was no need to bring a cellphone to light his way. He remembered where everything was. Even if he wore a blindfold, he could've managed to go from his room to the kitchen. He opened the fridge, dug out the pizza leftover and put them into a microwave to heat up. He stood there and reminiscing about his girlfriend and his folly of being truthful about his depraved desires and wondering if he's ever going to find someone to share his perversions with. The microwave was done. He took the glass, poured apple juice and retrieved pizza and went upstairs, to his room. He put down his pizza next to his keyboard and sat down. He was about to devour his pizza when he saw on his monitor that someone wanted to have a Private Talk with him. <ToxicLady wishes to speak to you - YES \ NO> "Hmmm. There is 50\50 chance that on the other side is a man, naked, who wants to have a circle jerk. Okay, Miss Toxic Lady, I'll give you the benefit of the doubt." ToxicLady: Hello. I was wondering if you've gone offline. Love the nickname. Are you really perv though? PervSicko: Hello to you too. Nah. I went to get some pizza. Some days, I think I may be too perverted for anyone else. Interesting nickname. Toxic how? Like, your attitude or do you work for nuclear power plant perhaps? ToxicLady: I hope you enjoyed pizza. Hahahah. You are funny. I've never heard anyone think that my nick means I might work in nuclear power plant. I'm intrigued, just exactly how much are you perverted? PervSicko: I've got a plethora of fetishes I have. The only problem is I have yet to find someone to explore those fetishes with. I've experimented with my own piss and shit. Played with it and loved it. I'd love to drink girl spit. Femdom \ Maledom action too. Stop me if it gets too much for you. ToxicLady: Not at all. I asked because I wanted to see if you are open-minded. And i can see just how much. Though, perhaps I might be a bit too much for you, sweetie. PervSicko: I don't follow. What do you mean by that? ToxicLady: Before we go further, send me the picture of your face, the picture where you are naked and tell me your age. "Should I send her my pics? And what's with her asking for picture of my face. What have I got to lose, anyway? At least I'll be someone's reason to masturbate, if nothing else." PervSicko: There you go. Hope you like the pics. I'm David, btw. 19 years old. You? ToxicLady: Sweeeeeet. I love your 4 incher, David. Your cock looks very clean. I'd love to stain it. To corrupt your body and show you even nastier fetishes. What do you say? Would you like me to be your teacher? Every fetish would be catered for. You just have to say: "Yes" and the fun can begin. We will go at it slowly and then, when things escalate, that's where the fun begins." PervSicko:Tainted? Corrupt? I'm not sure how you can corrupt me even more. I think I'm pretty kinky even for you. And would you be so kind and tell me your name and how old are you? ToxicLady: Davie, just answer my question, hun. I am in awe with your untainted body and my pussy is all wet. I am looking at the unbrushed diamond. I will mold you, baby. Just say yes. You know you want it. PervSicko: Yes. Okay. But you are dodging my questions. What does "untainted" even mean??? - I wash every day. ToxicLady: You are so cute. I think your perversion can go even deeper. Tell me, would you lick a cunt on period? - To lick up the blood from cunt and sink your cock deep into the cunt wall, tasting the copper and digging for wet gold? Does my description of this act makes your cock go hard? Would you eat a discharge from cunt? That slime our cunts produce. Would you taste it? PervSicko: Yeah. I looked at period play pics and jerked off a couple of times. I would love to do that. My ex got all pissed off when I tried to get her to let me do that. She thought I was weird. - And yeah, I love grool. I'd eat it with a gusto. I am glad you don't find me too kinky for you. I'd love to just lie down and eat girls cunt while she's producing copious amount of discharge. ToxicLady: That's it, sweetie. I knew you'd say that. But are you aware that drinking blood from the cunt is an excellent way for you to contract HIV? - And what if I told you the girl whose cunt discharge you wish you were lapping at had say, Syphilis or Gonorrhea? Would you still lick her cunt? What if she taunted you, said you wanted to eat her poisonous cunt all along, you just didn't know it yet. I think if she told you that, you'd just push your face in even harder, hoping to get more of her tasty juice with extra bits. And let me ask you something. When you were reading these questions of mine, has your cock shrank down like a deflated balloon or is it still rock hard. I think your cock is still standing upright. Am I wrong? "What the fuck. Why is my cock still hard??? - I have never thought about fucking someone with STD. Why am I thinking it would be hot to eat up tainted blood?!" "Wait... Did I just use the word: "tainted" ? - The same word she's been using???" "I need to jerk off so badly. I am afraid my cock will burst." "Wait... She's writing something." ToxicLady: Don't be afraid of the emotions you feel. I know your cock is very hard and you'd love nothing more than to jerk off and get rid of the sperm and feel guilty afterwards. Don't touch your cock and that's an order. We are still talking. Answer my question, David... Do you like the idea of fucking a walking, talking disease-ridden lady. And she'd be a very nasty person for you... She'd be up to do any nasty thing your fucked up heart desires. Just tell me, baby. Give in to the temptation, the desire. "I must be crazy but I'm so horny now. I will go along with her imagination." PervSicko: Yes, Mistress. I am still hard. And I wouldn't object to licking her cunt as long as she provides me with my nasty desires. Guess my nickname is true. ToxicLady: Mistress, heh. That's a nice touch. Yes, I will be your Mistress. And I will broaden your horizons, baby. However, I won't be sending you my pics or tell you my name. We shall meet in the flesh and then, you will see what I look like. Don't fret, I am not ugly. I'm drop dead gorgeous. I have tits to die for. See what pun I made? PervSicko: Yes, Mistress. It's both funny and hot. I still think you are a man pretending to be a woman, but what the hell... I'll give you the benefit of the doubt. ToxicLady: Don't worry, sweetie. I'm every bit of a woman. I've been watching you for a month, ever since you've appeared on this chatroom. I found the pics you've shared with others very hot. I knew you'd be up for a more extreme things. I thought you were familiar with bugchasing but I figured you weren't. No matter... I will introduce you, baby. I will be your teacher. Would you like me to be your teacher? - I've always wanted to find someone special to corrupt. And you, my boy, just fill the criteria. Yes or no? PervSicko: I must be nuts for doing this, but yes. Yeah. I would love to have you as my teacher and a lover, provided you are truly a female. ToxicLady: Don't worry, baby. All your dreams will come true. Let's meet tomorrow. There's a club, downtown, it's called: "The Dirt". It's on the 34th and Vine. The club is very secretive. Bring a 100$ and give it to the nice lady who will open the door. When she asks for the password, tell her it is: "Zoya". PervSicko: Wow. A 100$ for entrance? - What kind of a club is that? - And how will I recognize you? ToxicLady: Don't worry, babe. I will recognize you. See you tomorrow at 20:00. Dress nice. Don't jerk off. Save sperm for me. Until tomorrow. PervSicko: See you. <ToxicLady> has gone offline. "I don't know which is crazier... The fact that my cock hasn't lost its hardness or the fact that I actually consider going to that club tomorrow." "Should I really go there? What if that's just an excuse and they harvest my organs?" "Nah, that's just silly. Just my mind fucking with me. I doubt that she even has any std, probably just a fantasy. Something that gets her going, which I totally understand." Researching the term: "Bugchasing" I found out that it's a practice where people actively seek out STD's. Found mainly in gay people but it's also for straight people. I read a lot of erotica written on that theme. Found personals where people were seeking out STD infected people to come to their home and Poz them up. I found out that lady who consider themselves "gift givers" actually have some form of STD and want to pass on that gift. And of course, there were "stealthers" people who had an STD and passed it along without notifying the other party. Keeping the promise I made to my mistress, I just edged myself without actually coming. It was a tough one but nothing I haven't endured before. Before I knew it, I was hooked on this new fetish she made me discover. The question that I have been asking myself was: "Do I actually want to contract a sexually transmitted disease?". The more I asked myself that question, the hornier I got. I envisioned myself with that mysterious woman. What kind of diseases she's got inside her body. And would she just stealth me, keep me wondering what I could possibly have or would she just tell me before I fuck her. I still thought she was just roleplaying. A morbid roleplay, but a roleplay nonetheless. I nearly came when I was jerking off. I pulled my hands aside and I got up, strolled into my bathroom and took a nice, cold shower. I dried myself, brushed my teeth, took a piss and went to get some sleep. I woke up, got dressed, put on my shoes and went outside to retrieve mail and newspapers. When I was near the mailbox, I had a slight feeling I was being watched. I disregarded that concern and chalked it up to my lack of caffeine I brought the mail to the table, said hello to my parents and sat down to eat croissants and have a nice infusion of coffee. It was nearly time for me to go to my college. I am attending law college. I got on the bus. I have car but I rarely use it. I either use my feet or take the bus. I love to live healthy. While I was sitting on the bus, that feeling of being watched has returned. I turned around, checked out anyone to see if they were looking at me. All I saw were usual suspects... Tired people, going to their work or just heading home. I disregarded that feeling again and retrieved my cellphone to change the music. I was connected to my hearing aids via bluetooth. I didn't need any wires dangling from my ears like the rest of the people. Sure, I envied them for being able to hear normally. But I had the advantage, when I take the hearing aids out, I don't hear a thing, unless someone shouts or does something loud in my vicinity. So there is the silver lining. If I don't like you, I just disable my hearing aids or put the music on. If I have to look at your face, I don't have to listen to your voice. There was a nice fragrance in the air, at my side, I saw a pair of dark boots, jeans and fingers with nails panted bright red, pointing at the seat next to me. I didn't need to hear what she was possibly saying: "Excuse me... Can I sit there?" - I just nodded, pulled my bag and patted the vacant seat. Going through my list of music, I chose the song: "Oingo Boingo - Weird Science" and put it on repeat. Bobbing my head in the rhythm of the music and mouthing the lyrics, in the corner of my eyes, I noticed those fingers dancing by the sound she can't possibly hear. What struck me as odd was the spider tattoo on the back of her right hand. I was about to say something to her but I saw that I was about to miss my exit. I shouted at the driver to stop and let me out. I excused myself to the lady and told her that it was my exit. I got up and tried to squeeze through since her legs were standing in my way. That is when I felt a hand grope my ass and spank it in a matter of seconds. I wished I could stop and look at her but I ran through a very packed bus resembling the inside of sardine can. My cock was hard and my jeans were tented. I enjoyed being groped way too much. I didn't even know her and yet, I wished I had just stayed on that bus. Can't cry over spilled milk. After enduring several hours of tedious lectures, boring friend and girls who were acting as if they have never left high school, i proceeded down the cafeteria. There were slim pickings but I got a prosciutto sandwich, an apple and the banana. I found my friend, Steven, sitting at the table, keeping the seat free for me. I sat down and said hello to him. "Happy birthday, Dave. That was one helluva party you had two days ago. How do you feel today?" "I feel 19 years old, nothing special. Just another year closer to my death "Wow, only you can bring a celebration of your birthday into such a downer. That's your super power." "Yeah. That and my dashing looks. How are you? Anything new?" "Same ol', pal. Cramming for the exams. Thank you for those sheets. They help a lot. Don't know where I'd be without you. My girlfriend sends her thanks. You know, for a while, she thought you were gay" "Why would she think that? - Not that I am homophobic, which I am not. Just curious... Was her "Gaydar" beeping?" "Yeah. She said she flirted with you a bit and you didn't even respond to her flirting. She thought you were oblivious at first but then when she went all out, you just didn't see her. That's what made her think you were gay. Imagine her surprise when she saw you eating out your girlfriend in my dorm room. Why didn't you just bring her to your home? - Didn't have any place?" "I am many things, Steve... What I am not is the person who messes with someone else's girlfriend. "And besides, my family had they cousins and my house was full. There was simply no room for us. Thank you for loaning your room. Appreciate it" "Yeah. By the way, you never said, why has she dumped you? - I thought you were perfect for each other." "We were incompatible. Long story, doesn't matter anymore" "That's ok. I am making a party tonight. Wanna come? Bring some drink or food if you do" "Thanks for the invitation but I am busy. Going to see something tonight" "Hope it's a girl. Heheh. Have fun, either way" "By the way, who was that lady who was asking about you. You never told me you were seeing her" "What lady?" "Dunno. There was a hot milf, asking the girl in admissions office about you. Said she was your aunt. I knew she wasn't since I was there when your aunt was buried. Held your hand while you were crying your guts out" "Fess up, pal, did you bone her yet? Has she got so hooked up on you that she stalks you at college?" "Man, I've got no idea who are you talking about. I've never even talked to any lad... " "What? - You just went too pale, and you are pale by default. What has happened?" Wait a minute, has she followed me? How did she know where I lived? And there was that phrase when she said that she's been "watching" me in the chatroom. Nobody says that. Nutters say that. You look at the chatroom, you don't watch it. Unless I was being hacked. But how could have I? I was about to think of many alternative ways I could've been hacked until I was pulled away from my reverie. "Hey, wake up. Earth calling commander David, respond - Over!" "Very funny. Yeah, I am good. I've met her before." "I doubt that. What's her name then?" "Jane... Her name's Jane" "Jane what? - Her last name, quick, don't think about it, just spit it out!" " Jane Jones" "Bullshit, but never mind. You don't have to tell me the truth. Just be careful, man. Old ladies can be dangerous. I hope you are dressing up your cock" "Dressing up my cock?" "Wear the condom, bro. You don't wanna catch some nasty disease from her. Your cock will fall off" *"Yeaah. You are right. I'll wear the condom, of course." Why did he have to say that. Now my cock is hard and I just ate. Can't get up from the table, people will see. I reached out to his tabl, took his extra cheeseburger and split it with a knife and gave his half back. "Oi, you twat. That's my burger, give it back this instant!!!" "Pipe it down, man, I am saving your life. Your arteries will get clogged up by the time you reach 26 if you keep gorging on these burgers" "You know very well that I am a wrestler. I gotta eat to put people down". "I keep telling you... You don't need the extra weight, you can just use the..." "Physics, yes, I know... You never stop telling that. But I gotta have the mass anyway. They are sticklers for those rules. I don't make them up, and yes, I know they are dumb but what can I do?" "Well. I need your half of a burger if I am gonna survive a date with her tonight" "Why didn't you say so, you filthy scumbag. I could've bought extra. But in all seriousness, bring extra condom. I didn't get a good look at her. Strangely enough, what caught attention to me where those eyes. There was such coldness to them. Like I was staring at some creature older than Earth." "Her eyes didn't look dead but if looks could kill, she'd be a murderer. Watch yourself, man. I got goosebumps when she smiled at me with those eyes. I had to run away." "Are you sure you are not just trying to scare me away so you can pick her up?" "No, man. I am telling you the truth. I wouldn't touch that woman even if they paid me a billion dollars. Those eyes, man... I can't explain it but, there was something evil in those eyes. And that smile... I think I will have nightmares tonight and I am too fucking old for nightmares". "Are you sure you must see her tonight? Let me find you some nice girl for you so you..." *"Thanks, man. The last thing I need is pity. I will go tonight an explain to her that this stalking just won't do. That's it". "Just be careful, man. I worry about you. I think this woman is bad news" *"Thanks, but you needn't worry. All will be well. See you tomorrow". "See ya". I still wasn't sure why was I dressing up to see her. I should've gone to the opposite direction. I guess I just had to know, what is it that was pulling me toward her. I am heading toward a person who probably stalked me for some time. I should be terrified but I am giddy. I am giddy with excitement and a perverse pleasure. A lady was stalking me. I was being a prey and she was a predator... Oh, I am breathing so hard now and my heart is beating so. I am so aroused. My lips are dry, lungs are inflating and deflating, my nostrils are flaring like bulls. I even obeyed her, I didn't masturbate since last evening. I was actually saving my sperm for her. Oh, I am too far gone. I actually want her, even though I don't know her intentions toward me. I dressed up in a light blue suit, white shirt, dark blue denim pants and black shoes. I considered bringing condoms but I just put them back into my drawers. I brushed my teeth, picked up 500$ bucks I had saved by fixing people's computers and helping out freshmen with their cramming sessions and selling cheat sheets. I put a nice cologne water and out I went. Into my new adventure. I took a cab to the 34th and Vine. There was just no walking there, not with the shoes I was wearing. I managed to find the entrance rather easy. A neon sign: "The Dirt" was a dead giveaway. The bouncer was a female, which I found weird. Given the fact that most of the bouncers I saw were males. A surprise, to be sure, but a welcome one. As I approached, I looked at her. She was dressed in military boots, leather pants and black top. She was rather tall and had muscles. Not too much, to make her like a man, but burly enough to kill a man with her bare hands. She had a crew cut hair. I saw a tattoo on her arm. An American flag and the words USMC. Deciding to break the ice I said: "Thank you for serving, Miss" "You are welcome, pumpkin" - Flashing a nice grin and her auburn eyes were gleaming. I saw something in them. As if she were about to devour me where I stand. I faltered a bit. She saw my apprehension and said: "Don't worry, I don't bite, pumpkin... That is, unless you ask me to. Heheheh. How may I help you?" Her voice was ever so sweet. I felt at ease, despite being apprehensive. That feeling has dissipated. "I was told to come here to this club. I don't know the lady's name. She didn't divulge that information with me. Nor do I know what she looked like." "I was told to give you 100$ and to say that password is: Zoya." - I retrieved the money and I was handing it to her. She grinned and said: "That's okay, pumpkin. I know who sent you here. She showed me your picture. I must say, I am impressed. You are very polite. I love polite and quiet guys like you. They look timid to other people but in bed, they are fire made flesh." I was blushing profusely. I couldn't say anything else but: "Thank you, Miss... Wait. You've seen my picture?" *"Yeah, baby. Your cock looks superb. And you are clean, which makes it even hotter. I hope she'll share you with me. I'd love to give you my present". - When she finished with her speech, she looked at me like I were a piece of meat and licked her lips and showed off her pearly white sets of chompers and roared at me. "Head on inside, baby. Take a sit at the bar and order a club soda. She will find you. You have lots to look forward to, boy." I smiled at her and went inside. I opened the door and saw such decadence I had to stop and bask in it. It was a large area, with a lot of seats, tables and some love tables, specially installed for sex. Leather chairs, some chairs suspended in air with people in it, having sex. Most of the people were clothed, doing heavy petting, kissing or groping. There were lots of men and women. And the sex was in the air. I kept walking to the bar and sat at the chair. People were having drinks, chatting away, seemingly oblivious to the sex fest going in the room. They were acting as if it were normal for them. I sat down, dazed and confused. There was a female voice and I heard snapping of fingers. "You okay there, man?" Bartender was a girl, around 20 or 24 with a brown pony tail, chewing bubble gum and wearing fishnet top. I could see her pierced nipple and a small biohazard tattoo on her collarbone. I recognized the tattoo's meaning. It meant that she carried a HIV strain inside her body. Looking at her beautiful face and her pierced tits, I said: "Loving your tattoo. It looks hot on you." "Thank you. I earned the tattoo last month. - Have you got any tattoos of your own?" "Erm, no. I don't. Apparently, the lingo is that I'm clean. I'm new to this... Scene, shall we say it?" *"How refreshing. Fresh, unspoiled meat. Been a while since we saw one of those. Are you here with someone?" "I don't know her name. I met her in a chatroom. Her nick was ToxicLady. Anyway, the lady bouncer told me to order a club soda. May I have that, please?" *"Wow, and you are polite. You will make some Poz Mistress very happy. Or a Master, if you swing that way... Hmmm... ToxicLady, you say? - I think that may be the Black Widow." "You mean to tell me that Natasha Romanov, the Black Widow, from the Avengers is real? - Nice. Looking forward to meeting her." No, dummy. You really don't wanna mess with her feelings. If she takes a shine to you, that means you are something special to her. You should be thankful for her. "Okay. But I haven't met her yet. I don't even know what she looks like. Or even what's her name. And yet, she knows everything about me." "That's how it usually is in life. Someone knows everything about you and you know nothing. Yet, that someone shows you what you never knew. Just sit tight and she'll find you. - Here is the club soda. And enjoy. I mean it." "Thanks." I sat there, looking at the various bottles of alcohol. Sipping at my club soda and thinking if I were being pranked. There was a mirror and behind I could see people, hear and smell them having sex. It was arousing and my cock was straining. I focused on drinking my soda and waiting for mysterious lady to appear. I was about to have another sip of the soda when I felt someone dragging a cold hand across my neck on my right side. I turned to the right and saw nothing but a sexy spectacle, and in that moment, on my left side I felt an erotic whisper: "Hello, said the spider to the fly" - And I felt tongue licking from my neck to the earlobe and sucking the earlobe in. I just stood there, taking in the feeling and extreme arousal, the perverted effect that person had over me. I just stood there and did nothing but enjoy the way she was molesting me. I found nothing wrong with that. I turned to my right side and saw her, in all her glory. She had a narrow, oblong face with angular cheekbones and a pointed chin. Her slit-like eyes were a blue ocean, and her thinly plucked eyebrows were shaped into a deceivingly perfect arch that followed the slight curve of her eye. A long nose hooked over continually pursed lips, which were painted a bright red in an unsuccessful effort to mask their natural thinness. Pitch black hair, hung straight down into an angular cut at her jaw. The sharp features of her face were merely a reflection of her entire body structure, and everything—from her skeletal arms to her shapely waist. Her breasts were full and heavy. There was a tiny outline of nipples, hard and saying hello in their own way. She wore a business suit, black with her white shirt. Kind of a Yin and Yang. Her legs just went on and were tight. She wore black stilettos and had her nails painted red. She was extending her hand and said: *"My name is Enix. Pleasure to meet you at last, David." Stunned, I just took the hand and shook it. Never fully understood that once I shook her hand, my fate was sealed. I rather think it was sealed from the moment she cast her sights on me. While I was shaking her hand, I saw the tattoo and exclaimed: "Wait a minute. You were on that bus. I recognize that tattoo. I thought you liked Spider-man. Now I know better." *"Hahahahah. You are a gem, you really are. I've never heard someone think I love Spider-Man. Now, shut up and kiss me, lover boy" "Yes, miss." - I don't know how long have we been kissing but it felt long. Her mouth was so supple and wet, her tongue was dancing with mine. She grabbed my head and pulled it toward hers. Her other arm was on my hand, squeezing it and stroking. "You kiss well. I won't punish you for not hearing me when I tried to talk to you. I didn't realize you were hearing impaired. But I will punish you later for not taking a seat when I groped your ass. And what a plump ass it is. I will enjoy deflowering your ass with my strapon". - She said all that while looking at me. I was looking at her and breathing very hard. She took my breath away. Her eyes shone bright. As if she truly were a spider who caught a fly. There was both fire and ice in her blue eyes. And yet, I couldn't part from them and I told her: "Whatever you think is best, my Mistress. I am happy to pleasure you" - No muss, no fuss. I just said that and I surprised myself. How freely I have given myself away. And how easy it was, to just let myself go. Put everything I am into her hands with no regard whatsoever. To have her do with me whatever she wanted. "Yes, baby. Just listen to me and do whatever I say. Drink up your soda and I we will go to my home. I will make you mine, David. Just imagine, you can do EVERYTHING you like to me. Nothing is too taboo for me." "You want to lick and suck my feet? - You can do it. Perhaps you would like to drink my piss? - I will feed it to you. Or maybe, you would like me to take a shit over you and smear it all over your body and feed the leftover chunks to you? - You can shit over me too, I love it. - But most of all, you get to have diseases I have." "Let's see if your cock is still hard" - She snaked her hand to my chest and her fingers were at my nipples and she was feeling the beating of my heart. The other hand was on my pants, squeezing my hard cock. I drank my soda and kept looking at her. I was so horny. She smiled and said: "Good. I was right. Let's go to my apartment" I stood up, grabbed her hand and followed her out, like an obedient puppy. I was heading toward my new life. I was loving every second of it. Outside the club, the bouncer noticed us, waved to Enix and said: "Have fun, Eni. Please, count me in when you make a party in his honor. I like him very much. I think he gives a good head" "Don't worry, sweetie. I won't forget you! - You will hear from me" I waved to the bouncer and smiled at her, she sent me a kiss, groped her crotch at me and made a lascivious play with her tongue. She led me to her car. Audi A8. Exterior was black, interior was laden with leather seats. It smelled of vanilla, my favorite scent. She opened the doors for me and I thanked her and sat down. She sat in the drivers seat and told me to fasten my seatbelt. I mentioned how I found her car very nice and that it looks expensive. She laughed and told me that she worked as a lawyer. She was 44 years old. She defended a lot of people, they were mostly bad people and worked for the mob or cartel. But when it came to hookers, she defended them pro bono. She told me that she had my profile hacked, she defended a hacker and told her to find everything about me. She's been stalking me for the past 20 days. Learning everything there is to know about me. I told her that it was so hot, that someone cared so much to hack me and stalk me. She was grinning like a cheshire cat. We arrived at the building. It looked extravagant and expensive. We went inside and got into the elevator. She pressed the button to sixth floor. She told me that she bought the entire sixth floor. All six apartments belong to her. We went inside and I beheld such sights. Never before have I seen such opulence. The furnishings look very comfy and expensive, high end TV, music system, computers and couple of laptops were inside her apartment. A wall lined with bottles of white and red wine. I heard her lock the apartment and she said: "There is still time for you to run away. If you want The doors are unlocked. Should you choose to run, you won't ever see me again and I will forget you ever existed. But if you want me to lock the doors, that means you made your own mind. You are staying here of your own volition. What say you?" I just stood there, for a moment, appraising her. Looking her in the eyes and deciding whether I should go or stay. Took me a minute to make up my mind. "Lock the door, Enix. I am staying with you." She laughed and went to lock the doors. I was just standing there an looked at her when she deposited her keys in the bowl. She sashayed toward me and started kissing and hugging me. I grabbed her back, trying to pull her toward me. She took my hands and put them behind my back. She said: "Just stand still, baby. You are my toy now. Don't move, just enjoy what I am doing to you. You are an excellent kisser. Your girlfriend was an idiot. She never should've dumped you. If she were smart, she'd kept her claws deep into you, because you are worth it. But, her loss is my gain" She started sniffing my hair, my ears, my neck. I just stood there, panting and moaning. Enjoying myself to the fullest. Her hands were slowly undressing me, removing my suit, unbuttoning my shirt I was in trance, looking at this lady who could've been my mother. For a moment there, I just imagined she was my mom and moaned so hard I nearly came. She saw my face and as if she read my mind, she said: "Did you just imagine I were your mommy? - That's fine by me, I can be your mommy, no problem. I love incest roleplay. And I never had children. The disease made me sterile. And you look just the way I wished my son would look like if I were able to have one. Would you be my son?" "Yes, Mommy. I want to be your son" - I groaned and still was surprised how easy my words flowed out my mouth. My parents are still alive and yet, I wished she were my mother. How sick is that... How utterly perverted. And I loved every second of it. "Undress me, Mommy. I am so hard for you. I want you!" "I can see that, son. But you know, your mummy has HIV and a couple of nasty diseases. Are you quite sure you would like to fuck mommy?" "I don't mind you having HIV, Mom. Nor do I mind you being diseased. I love you, Mommy. I love you despite your diseases." "Then you wouldn't have any problem if your Mommy gave you an HIV and other nasty diseases from my toxic holes? Your mom is very sick and decadent. I am up for any nasty perversion. As a matter of fact, I demand it. Would you like me to tell what I would make you do to me? - Would you like me to show you exactly how far are you willing to go in order to pleasure your mother?" "Yes, Mommy. I would like that very much." I watched her get undressed. She was a vision of beauty. Her plump breasts, tight stomach and a hairless pussy. There were two biohazard tattoos. One was beneath her navel and the other one was on her pubic mons. She took her two fingers and put it my mouth. - "Suck my finger, baby. Lube it up for Mommy" She was fingerfucking my mouth. I was slobbering up her fingers and she was smiling all the time while I was doing that. I enjoyed being degraded. She grabbed my head with her free hand and shoved her fingers deep into my throat. I gagged a bit and spit was flowing through her fingers. She withdrew her fingers and licked the leftover spit from my lips and shoved her tongue. We were kissing slowly first and then it became a frenzy of kisses ranging from deep to slobbering kisses. She stopped and looked at me. There was a slimy spit bridge connecting our lips. It broke off and landed over my chest and cock. That was the moment I saw that she was fucking her asshole with her lubed fingers. She brought her fingers for me to inspect and I saw the brownish substance. She was leering at me and said: "Are you going to be a good son to your Mommy? - Will you do anything Mommy asks of you?" I nodded. She grabbed my hair and led me to the wall, pinning me to it. Bringing her fingers up to my nose she said: "Inhale my decadent fragrance, Son. This shit belongs to you Mommy. And you will clean my fingers, boy. You won't like it but you will learn to love it." I did what I was told. I inhaled her shit stained fingers. I gagged a bit, it smelled awful. But my cock was ever so hard, part of me was disgusted and the other part was overjoyed that I was being forced to like her shit. I have played with my shit before. I only smeared it over my body, I never brought it up to my nose to smell it or taste it. She was helping me overcome the fear. "Now, it's time for you to taste my shit. Open up, sweetie. Open up wide and embrace my shit!" I opened my mouth and she put the shit stained fingers inside. I clamped my mouth over her fingers. She started coating her shit over my tongue. I started gagging but she was shushing me. Telling me to control my breathing, to calm down. Not to puke but to calm myself. Breathe in deep and breathe out through my nostrils, not my mouth. I felt my heart beating, trying to burst trough my rib cage. My head was so light and I was looking at her. Doing what she said, I calmed myself down. I started lapping my tongue over her shit stained fingers. I started sucking and she was fucking my mouth. During that time, she told me how proud of me she was. That I loved her so much I didn't mind being fed her shit. She let go of my hair when she was sure I wouldn't shy away from her. I kept on sucking her fingers and tasting the bitter taste of her excrement. From the corner of my eye, I saw her reaching toward a glass. She took it and positioned it next to her slit. I heard the sound of her piss hitting the glass. She told me I was being a very good boy and was to be rewarded with her piss. She withdrew her fingers from my mouth and inspected them. They were clean. There was a glass in my hands and she told me to take a sip, swish it in my mouth, gulp it down and open my mouth and show her that I drank it. I did what she said. It took me six sips to finish the glass. She kissed me on my lips and said: "Are you aware that you just ate the shit from my fingers and gulped down the glass full of my piss without saying a word?" "You did that, my Son, because you always wanted to do that. Ever since you found out about scat and pee play. Isn't it good to just give in to your darkest desires, rather than suppress them?" I nodded and said that she was right. "And you know what else, my Son? - The shit you just sucked, that was my HEP C shit. Imagine that. And your cock is primed to burst." *"Aside from my HIV status, I am positive for Hepatitis C, two strains of HPV and gonorrhea. I used to have lots and lots of warts over my cunt and outside my ass. I had those removed. But the warts inside my ass and cunt, they are still there. You can feel those if you put your fingers inside and search. They are of various sizes. "What do you say, would you like to fuck the shit out of my ass? To fuck my tainted asshole, let the shit get inside your urethra and inside your body? - To stick your shit stained cock inside my pozzed cunt?" I was beyond horny in that moment. I decided to let go of invisible shackles. It is indeed liberating to just give in to perversion. She was right. I don't mind at all that she is a walking disease. I wanted her and everything she has. "Lead the way, Mommy. I want to fuck you in your bed. I hope you won't mind your sheets being stained because I aim to obliterate you, whore mommy!!!" "That's it, baby, call me names. I love it, just be yourself. Everything is permitted!" We stepped into her room. There were mirrors everywhere. The bed was king sized, huge and adorned with pillows. There was a night stand, next to the bed and atop it was a camera. Taking the camera in her hands, she told me to peel back my cock and said: "This picture will be for us to remember the day when your clean cock died" Taking couple of pics of my body and cock, I posed for her and turned my back toward her, grabbing my ass and spreading the cheeks, showing her my anus. I heard the snaps of the aperture When she was done taking the photos, she positioned herself over a pillow and put her ass up. She wanted me to take her doggy style. "I will breed your ass, bitch. I will fuck the shit outta you, Mother" She didn't say a word, just swaying her butt. I grabbed her butt, spread the cheeks and saw her shit stained anus, glistening at me. And beneath it, there was a slime flowing out her cunt. I swiped my cock over that slime and started to push into her anus. The feeling was extraordinary. I instantly felt the warmth of her shit over my cock and went into a frenzy. I started fucking her long and deep. Thrusting in and out. I heard her moaning and laughing. As if she were taunting me. "I am fucking your toxic ass, Mommy. Your HEP C shit feels so good on my cock. You are a fucking harlot... Mindless whore. Give me your disease, Mommy !!!" The shit was flowing out whenever I removed my cock from her asshole. There was a wet splat and even wetter fart. Her shit flew and hit my stomach and went sliding toward my cock. I grabbed her cheeks and put my face inside. I licked and she was shaking her butt. She screamed to keep fucking her. I obliged her. I saw myself in the mirror, with my brown lips and shit caked chin. I was staring at myself while fucking her asshole. She was looking back at me, her tongue was dancing all over her lips. And her eyes... Her eyes were a void. There was pure hunger in them, hunger for me. I came inside her ass. My face was a distorted image of painful pleasure, painful because I had a severe case of blue balls since last night. I was saving her my sperms and they ended up inside her shit. I just bred her shit. I smiled at her. That was the moment I started pissing inside her ass. She started screaming in delight and shook so hard. I knew she was coming. I saw it on her face. I grabbed her hips and kept pissing inside. I think I pissed for about a minute. It felt longer than that. I pulled back and she started squeezing out the piss and shit out of her asshole. I just stood there and let her wash me with her juices. She turned around, saw me shit stained cock and started sucking it with gusto. When she was done cleaning up my shitty cock, she told me to go to the bathroom and retrieve a small toilet brush from the cupboard. I went and took it. "Now, you will push the brush inside my cunt and you fill fuck my cunt with it. You have to be very rough and fuck it hard and deep. Your mission is to turn that white brush into a red or pinkish color. You have to draw blood inside so we can infect you. Cunt alone can't hurt you since it's very lubed up, but blood is another matter. And it's a very good thing that you are uncut. I think you will get infected really quick." I pushed the brush into her cunt and went berserk. I saw her face contort in discomfort but she lost none of the lust. She spew obscenities at me. Kept hollering to keep it up. To make her bleed... It took me five minutes to make her cunt bleed. The brush was a mix of pinkish \ reddish color. I saw a little of her blood ooze out of her slit. I took my fingers and coated them with her blood. I pried open my butt cheek and shoved the finger inside my ass. Swished a bit and gave to her to lick out my ass. She took it in and lapped the blood away. "Better chances for infection when your blood mingles with my ass. It's a great absorber." "I am putting my clean cock inside your bloodied HIV cunt. I will fuck you, Enix. Make me yours, forever!" "Put your cock inside my poz cunt, let me give you my presents, sonny boy. Come to momma, I have lots and lots to give you. I will rent you out, boy. I know a bisex couple who would love to fuck you. I will make a small party and invite people with STD's for you to fuck and be fucked. I will bring you lots of clean bitches for you to fuck, to stealth them." I kept fucking, and every time I was thrusting, she spoke more and more about what she had in store for me. "We can go out to clubs who cater to bareback couples, we can infect them, baby. They are asking for it, they are just begging even if they don't know they are." "Keep on fucking me... God, you are so good to me. I knew I was right to choose you. My blood will infect you, you will have my strain inside your DNA. I will be inside you, until the day you die." "We will be together, a couple. But I will find you a girlfriend your age. I know some hookers who are infested with STDs. She can be your girlfriend that your parents can fawn over. A perfect match for you on the outside and inside." "You can work in my firm after you finish your college. We are going to have such fun, you and I." "I know a full blown AIDS lady, she's 62 years old, she's like a female Skeletor, wasting away. She fucks young men bareback, infecting them. I showed her your picture. She fell in love with you. She wanted to exchange a weekend house in Ibiza for your body for the entire night. I told her she can fuck you for free at the party I would make in your honor." "Oh, Mommy, yes!!! - I want to fuck and be fucked. I want to experience every fetish I ever wanted. I want to do everything. Please, Mommy, help me do it. I enjoyed watching bisex and shemale porn. And I loved playing with my ass. Would you find some shemale to fuck me? - She can have any kind of a disease, I don't mind!!!" "I know you don't mind, baby. You will do everything you like. Fisting their cunts and asses. Eating out and licking their feet, no problem. I know a nigger tranny who loves to breed white boys like you. She's top only, you won't be able to fuck, but she loves to be kissed and I know she will enjoy you." "However, your butt and front hair will have to be removed. I have a cream that removes hair. She loves her bottoms to be hair-free. I will enjoy seeing you suck cocks and eat up assholes. And being bred like a bitch. I am so wicked, but then, so are you. We are a match made in Hell!" "I am cumming... Mommy, I am cumming. Take it!!! TAKE MY CLEAN CUM !!!" "Yes, baby. I am taking it, I am a good slut. You came a lot. What would you like to do now, baby?" "I am going to clean up the mess I made in your cunt and fuck you again, Mommy!" "Good answer, fuckboy. Get to it, then!" End of the Story If you liked the story, say so. I have plans to continue writing the story and introduce exactly what kind of a party has Enix planned for David. Tips and pointers are welcome. Pardon any mistakes I may have made, English is not my native language and I tried my best.
  4. I had always been a nasty fuck and even though I've mostly been bottom, I've always like licking a perfect hole. That perfect whole not bleached, its nice and natural brown, it looks somewhat used, not to stretched or open, its inverts slighly with some skin to make a small wall. Your tongue gently slides in and as your whole gets narrower, you taste that amazing salty, dry sometimes sweet taste. But most of all, the perfect whole usually has just that extra few pieces of skin to make pretty or you feel small pieces just past that sfinkter STDs interested me way before HIV - My perfect hole is what I wanted. ANAL WARTS, a slightly dangerous looking but risk taking hole I knew that I had developed them a while ago, but only today I decided to inspect them properly, as I opened up my ass, these beautiful pieces popped out. It was fucking beautiful. I have not felt such a fantastic feeling going through my cock - I had a mini orgasm without touching myself. I took a quick pic, but I hve invited someone over to take decent pictures to post when I can street my ass properly My Chasing experience has been he most erotic and rewarding experience in my whole life. Give me your thoughts on this beautiful used hole..
  5. I found out my blood type recently and I was curious to know if certain blood groups or types were more or less likely to become HIV positive or acquire certain STDs through bareback sex. I guess I'm curious if certain blood types (or even two people of different blood types) have any effect on transmission? Does anyone know anything about this? I looked it up on Google and got a million different answers, some of which I am taking sceptically. (Hopefully I'm making sense. Sick with a bug here at the moment.) Thanks in advance.
  6. Joint Pozzing Fun Anyone?

    Happy New Year and lots of toxic fun in 2017 for everyone. Here is a High VL Gift Giver, ☣☣☣ Hetero & Poz & Proud & Bareback Only ☣☣☣, and not on meds. No, I'm not bi-interested either, but I like using girl whore cunts, and if for toxic cum swapping jointly together with other infectious dicks. Also organizing for anonymous pozparties and STD orgies with pozfriendly barebacking girls participating.
  7. I've always wondered if there was any health dangers in repeated STI exposures. I would think not. No matter how often you test positive for an STI, and all other things equal, if the STI is treated and removed, there's no long term health impacts. The invader is gone, if you will. Has anyone ever heard of any? Or had problems?
  8. I'm on my second day of mild urethral irritation, dysuria and mild whitish, mucus-like penile discharge. I've had these symptoms a few times in the past (maybe once every couple years) and the same thing happens every time - I go to the clinic, I get tested, get empiric treatment (azithromycin 1gram and ceftriaxone 250mg), then the tests come back negative for gono and chlamydia and the symptoms clear up within a couple days. I already went and got the test/treatment yesterday, but I'm really disinclined to think that I picked this up from sex (I haven't fucked a guy in almost three weeks). Have any of you guys had recurrent urethritis that wasn't gono or chlamydia, and did you ever end up getting a diagnosis?
  9. Hey guys, I'm new and want to get some people's opinions. Is herpes really even all that bad? If you were to happen to pick up herpes from a random hook up would it be that big of a deal? What are your guy's thoughts?
  10. What was your first STD ? Just wanted to know to see which ones are more common. You can share how you found out and eventually symptoms. There are multiple choices.
  11. Charles – Horse Dick Leather Lord and Master (I first met Charles in the story, “Dr Mike – biohazard and healer - Part 3 – Does the venom take?” This is the story of the next time I saw him and caution, is NOT vanilla, but is true to who Charles, the Leather Master is.) In the final chapter of “Dr Mike – biohazard and healer” I had just finished receiving my new tattoo. My tatt had healed, and I guess it was less a tattoo than a new ID – a big, black and red, angry biohazard sign on my lower back, that reached down to the crack of my ass, and was almost 9 inches wide and 9 inches high. I had not seen Dr Mike since I got the tattoo, but had seen Hank and his herpes dick, Ben from Ghana, and of course spent time with Carl at the library. No one commented on my new tatt and I was sort of pissed and hurt. I thought this meant something, I thought I was special somehow – at least to Dr Mike. But, even though I had not heard from him I continued to do as he had ordered - to take as much dirty, filthy, toxic AIDs cum and dick as I could. I wanted to make him proud, proud of the man he had turned me into, and proud of my biohazard ass. The last time I had seen Dr Mike he had given me Charles’ phone number and told me, “I expect to hear from him that you have given that ass up to him.” I had seen Charles only briefly after he had brutally fucked me in Dr Mike’s office, but he appeared to be in his late 30s, early 40s, about 6”4, a good 230, he was white with curly brown hair, a big mustache, hairy chest (he had on a leather vest), leather pants with no crotch, and big black boots. His dick was tremendous, long, fat, over 11 inches and Charles was, according to Dr Mike, ‘an AIDs fucker.’ Charles also had gonorrhea, so his dick was a continuous fountain of infected drippings. I had called Charles several times, but he never answered or returned my call and frankly I was relieved as he scared the fuck out of me. The weather in DC had gotten colder and I came home after only an hour at work on a Thursday as it had started to snow lightly, but everyone freaked out and they started to shut the city down. The phone rang, and when I answered the man said, “This is your Leather Master boy, remember me? I raped that little hole of yours for Dr Mike and he has new orders for you. Be outside your building tomorrow morning at 5:30 a.m. I don’t care you have to work, it’s a Friday, call off and this fucking city will be shut down anyways. You stand on the sidewalk and wait, do not move you hear me. Between now and then no sex, no getting some pussy cock up there, no jacking off, and do not eat anything.” With that Charles hung up and I was left to wonder what the fuck was going on. When I got up the next morning at 4:00 a.m. he was right. We had about an inch of snow and the city was shut down. Offices were closed, schools were closed, the government was closed, so at least I did not have to miss work. I was standing outside my building at 5:30 a.m. and the street was dead. No one was out, not even the snow plows. I waited, and waited, and by 5:45 was ready to go back in as I was freezing. But then I saw a pickup coming up the street with it’s headlights on and apparently no muffler as it sounded like a Mac truck. The truck was old, beat up, had crap hanging out of the bed and some of those big tires on it like it went off road all the time. It pulled up, the window rolled down and this guy said through the clenched cigarette in his teeth, “Hey – Charles call you? Yeah, cool man, hop in.” I walked around the front of the truck, hopped in the front seat and looked at the driver. This guy was not Charles, not sure who he was, but he was younger than me, had real long hair pulled back in a pony tail, and was wearing a bandana to hold it back. His beard was pretty long, scraggily, and he was not handsome as it looked like his nose had been broken a few times, his teeth were bad, his denim jacket was holy and dirty, as were his jeans. He looked pretty tall, like Charles, about 6”4 but a bit thicker and more muscular, like 250 pounds. He had a beer in a cup holder that he took a swig from, tapped the ashes from his cigarette in the ash tray then looked at me and said, “Let me see it man, I want to see that tatt everyone’s been fucking talking about.” “Um, we’re in the middle of the street, no I don’t think so,” I said. His hand struck out like a viper, closed around my throat, and he said, “Like I said, I want to see it, NOW.” I shook my head, undid my coat, my pants, and slid them down to my ankles and sort of turned on my side in the truck seat so my back was towards him. He let out a slow, long whistle, “Damn! Fucking hot,” as he ran his leather gloved hand over my tatt and my left ass cheek. “You got me nice hard now, turn around here.” He held the cigarette between his teeth as he unzipped his pants and pushed my head towards the dick that popped out. Fuck Christ – he was huge! Just like Charles. The truck was idling in front of my apartment building and the street lights cast enough light so I could see the head of his dick was oozing heavy, thick, goo. This was not cum, looked like gonorrhea, and as I hesitated he pushed me onto his dick, I opened my mouth, and sucked on the head. He was uncut, but it was like they did it only part way, as skin still seemed attached to the front of his dick head. He also had a Prince Albert piercing, a barbell, not a ring like Charles and not as thick. I licked it clean and his dick tasted like sweat, filth, and ass, and dug my tongue into the slit trying to get more of his infected jizz. He started to moan, “Fuck no boy, gotta hold off, Sir will have my ass as it is, FUCK! I cannot wait to climb up on you.” With that he pushed me off, I got dressed as he zipped up, put the truck in drive and headed off. “I’m Roger,” he said as he turned onto the main street and nodded at me. “Sir – I mean Charles – sent me to pick you up. You see I am like his hmmm…… his… apprentice I guess you could say you know what I mean? No? Well Sir is teaching me how to be a good master and he is the best. I have seen him break boys in minutes like he is going to break you and he is teaching me everything he knows. He promised me that if I was good I get to break you too.” Wow, sure did not fucking expect that and was not sure what to say so I Just huddled against the cold as there was no heat in the truck and watched my breath mingle with his smoke as Roger drove through the empty city streets. We pulled onto a small, one-block side street just off 20th and P Street near Dupont Circle. There were several gay bars in the area, but I never realized this little group of row houses was here. I followed Roger up to a house that was sort of in the middle of the block on the left, grayish in color, and one side of it fronted an alley that led back behind a bunch of restaurants that fronted P Street. At the front door Roger took out a key, let us in, and in the entryway told me to get undressed. I looked around sort of confused as we were not really inside yet and even though the front door glass was frosted, I felt exposed, but he just glared at me, so I bent down to take off my boots. As I did he reached his arm around my neck, pulled me back towards him, and started sticking his tongue in my ear and licking my neck and left cheek. At the same his other hand reached down the back of my pants, grabbed my underwear and yanked hard. I cried out, his hand covered my mouth and he kept yanking on my shorts as he tongued me. My shorts ripped as they tore into my ass crack and he continued to grab fistfuls of cloth and tug up and hard, giving me a wedgy from hell as he moved his hand and his tongue found my open mouth. His breath was awful, cigarettes, liquor, and more, but he kissed me hard, shoved my face against the exposed brick in the entryway, and finished tearing my shorts into shreds. He now stepped back, unzipped his pants, and out popped his fully hard dick. I turned to look but he pushed my face back against the brick wall, this time really hard and I felt a small trickle of blood run down my cheek as the brick cut into my face. Roger yanked on my pants, spit on my ass and was working to force his dick into my dry hole when the main door to the house opened as Roger said, “Oh fuck we are going to have some fun!” There was Charles just as I remembered him. All in leather, hairy, and looking pissed. “What the FUCK DO YOU THINK you are doing?” he asked. Roger stumbled back, pulling up his pants, “I ah was just teaching him not to mouth off to me. He ah was talking back, so I ah...” Charles took one step and gave Roger a good right hook and said, “NEVER lie to me you little fuck. You HAVE to learn to fucking CONTROL YOURSELF. Goddamn it Son, what the fuck?” Charles then turned and walked into the house. I was huddled against the wall amazed as Roger had barely flinched with that hit, even though there was a little blood at the corner of his lip. He turned to me and said, “You will pay for that.” How the fuck was that my fault? He then pulled up his pants, told me to strip, grabbed my arm and pulled me into the house after him. We were in a hallway that ran the length of the right side of the house. About halfway down was a door on the right that he opened, pushed me ahead of him, and I went down the dark stairs. At the bottom I looked around. The wall in front of me had mirrors, as did several other walls I could see. The room was painted a dark red, almost black, the ceiling was black. As we walked to the right and the room opened up, I could see chains hanging from the ceiling, a sling, several sets of shelves with various metal and leather things on them, including one that had a bunch of dildoes and such. To the left there was a large platform bed with mirrors behind it, on the ceiling, and on the wall to the left, and the bed was covered with some sort of black sheet. There appeared to be stuff further on, but the light was too dim to clearly see. Charles was standing in the middle of the room, hands balled into fists by his side, his hard dick was ringed in steel with at least one big metal cock ring around his balls, pushing them out and forward. “KNEEL.” Fuck he sounded like Dr Mike when he said that. I kneeled where I was and was surprised when Roger kneeled too, but about a foot in front of me. “The last time I saw you I know Dr Mike told you I took it easy on you and so I did. Not this time. This time I will do whatever the fuck I want to you and you will take it. I will hurt you, and you will heal but you will never be the same. Dr Mike may give you choices, well he says he will, but he never fucking does right? Well, you’ve got no choices here either.” What did he mean by that? Fuck what was he going to do me? I had read shit in the papers before about crazy guys doing crazy shit to someone like cutting off a foot or something. No, that just my fear talking as my heart stared beating like 100 miles and hour and I started to sweat and shake a little. Charles could see the fear on my face and confusion as he laughed and said, “I am your Leather Lord and Master. I will use and abuse you and I have no limits and now neither do you. Once I start I will not stop and now you have no choice in the matter as I am going to rape the fuck out of you. You can cry, scream, and beg and plead, which I hope you do, but it will do you no good. The door is locked, this room is soundproof, and you are now my victim. Well, mine and his if he learns to behave.” I looked at Roger, who turned slightly, looked at me, and licked at the little mark of dried blood on his lip as he smiled. Charles continued, “You will learn to give yourself, all of yourself to me or whoever else asks it when ordered. Pain is necessary as you can only truly learn by scar tissue, being ripped, torn, and used. I can promise you though that I am an expert in inflicting pain and abuse, but I will not permanently damage you. No, never that, and even if you believe what I am doing is beyond what your body can take, you will be wrong, as you WILL TAKE IT! You will learn to fear me, serve me, and fear me even more, but there is hope, for if you serve me well, you will please not only me, but Dr Mike. Do you want to please Dr Mike?” I was a bit stunned and just sat there, but Roger twisted around, slapped my face with his gloved hand and sneered, “Answer HIM!” “Yes, please, I want to please Dr Mike,” I said, my voice wavering. Charles smiled wide, reached to the side table, lit a smoke of some kind, and continued. “I am a Demon in the flesh, here to take your body and soul, all that is evil, I am the Ass Destroyer. Dr Mike wants you pushed beyond all boundaries, and believe me, you have no idea what is in store for you. I am Dr Mike’s Lieutenant and he is the one man, the only man I serve. I want a willing sacrifice and you will be willing – not now – but you will – you will give yourself totally to me. Some tops would give you drugs to make you lose control, I won’t, Jack Daniels/JD or whatever sure, but I want you to fight me, I will break you, just like I broke my Son here, but not the same way of course.” “You see, my Son here is a Master in his own right, so his training is a bit different. His dick is full of death too and until he earns the right to have some ass to call his own, for now he serves as a recruiter I guess. He works for me and when the weather is warm I send him to the back patio of the Eagle to find some unsuspecting ass like yours who is just a dick hungry queer willing to do anything to get a taste of it. He will give them a taste of it for sure, but only to get them back here. Here is where the fun starts, here is where we rape them and turn them into infected AIDs holes to be used and fucked and tossed away. You should hear them cry and scream when we tell them we are infecting them!!! Maybe if you learn well you can serve me at the Eagle too, give that AIDs hole to some unsuspecting negative top at the Eagle – give those fuckers something to take home besides a hangover.” “Here, before we begin, stand up and turn around so I can see,” Charles said. Finally, someone was going to pay attention to my tatt. He said, “You know what that means Son? That means Dr Mike has made him a fucking killer, he has passed the bug and death onto some poor unsuspecting asshole. Pretty fucking amazing! I did not believe when the sick fuck told me, but seeing it is damn hot. This is one sick infected ass and today it is mine and if you are good, yours too Son.” Why did he keep calling him Son? Was Roger his Son? They sort of looked alike, but I just thought he was a friend or something. I was smiling listening to them admire my tatt and when I turned back around and Charles saw my smile he closed the distance between us in an instant and wrapped his big gloved hand around my throat. My eyes bulged in fear and his spit was flying in my face as he said, “WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU SMILING ABOUT? You ain’t got shit to be smiling about yet, you are a worthless piece of ass flesh and I am going to beat that pride right out of you. You may think you are a biohazard piece of ass now, but trust me, there is so much more we will infect you with.” Charles let go, stepped back as I caught my breath and he went on, “Son, you go get dressed properly.” He turned to me and said, “I have made you a special drink. Some JD and good stuff, like I said, I want you to fight me, so nothing too strong.” Roger headed back the way we came, I guess to a room that had been off to the left of the small, mirrored hallway. I accepted the drink from Charles and downed it as he motioned for me to drink up. Having not eaten since the day before and being scared shitless, the stuff went right to my head. Not usually drinking liquor helped too I guess. I finished, handed the glass back to him. Charles stepped towards me, “Kneel. Lick my boots.” I looked up at him questioning, I had never done that before and frankly his boots looked pretty filthy. “Are you questioning me?” Charles said as he took his right foot, planted it firmly in the middle of my chest and kicked me over onto my back. He was standing over me now, his boot planted firmly on my gut, “I will only fucking tell you once, when I do you better not question me.” So I scrambled onto my hands and knees and started licking his boots. As I did Charles started spitting me on me, calling me worthless, telling me my tatt meant nothing, I was not worthy of serving him, and until I showed I was worthy I would never see Dr Mike again. I was crushed, anything but that, I wanted – no needed – to see Dr Mike, so I decided I would do whatever it took to make that happen and began licking his boats like they contained the last drops of water in the biggest desert. Roger came back into the room as I saw his big boots come into view. Charles said, “Get on all fours, but don’t stop cleaning those boots.” I did as ordered and soon felt Roger behind me. His gloved hands were rubbing my back, my ass, he spread my ass open and dug in, driving his tongue into my hole as his beard scraped me. Charles reached down, slapped my face hard and said, “Now the other one,” as Roger kept eating my ass. After a while Charles said, “Kneel.” I then kneeled in front of him, Roger got up and went and stood beside Charles. I looked up that them, two Leather Lords and Masters towering over me, I got scared again, but tried not to show it as I waited for my next orders. I saw that Roger was dressed now like Charles. Leather vest, leather pants with no crotch, he had armbands on each arm and metal cockrings around his balls. He also had more piercings, some small rings piercing his ball sac running from the base of his dick down towards his ass. His balls were a lot bigger than Charles’, which were pretty big, and they looked black and blue. Both of them were pretty well built and I also noticed that both of them had several tatts on their arms, and chest, include a black biohazard tatt peaking out from the left side just above where their hearts were. My dick started to get hard looking at them and I wanted to please them as I looked at their horse cocks again. Both of them were fairly hard and about the same size – holy fuck they were huge and both of them were dripping – gonorrhea drip. “Dr Mike told me you tested positive for gonorrhea, but I know he has not treated you and doubt he will. You see there is nothing better than an ass that smells of infection and death and we are going to make sure you never get clean,” Charles said as he stepped closer and began rubbing his dick head over my face, spreading his gonorrhea drip on my lips, chin, nose, and cheeks. I opened my mouth to lick his dick and was stunned as he slapped me hard. “Did I fucking tell you to lick me? No, now shut that mouth, I ain’t done,” Charles said he as continued smearing my face. Charles stepped back and Roger stepped over to me and repeated the process. He had a lot more drip coming out of his dick and the smell was awful and filled my nostrils as he covered my face too. My eyes were closed when he stopped as some of his drip was now on my eyelids, so I flinched a little when I felt someone grab my face between their gloved hands and then began licking me. It was Roger, could tell from the beard, and I stayed still as Roger licked my face clean of the drip they had just covered me in. He then opened my mouth with gloved fingers and started spitting in my mouth, feeding me all the toxic drip he had just cleaned off. I swallowed hard and gagged a little and they both laughed. Roger let go of my face, stood up, and now shoved his dick into my mouth. I choked as he rammed my throat, Roger slapped my face and I choked even more. I leaned back to pull away a little but he put his hands on the back of my head and started pushing me down on his cock, hard. He was trying to fuck my face as hard as he could but there was no way I could take his dick and he was clearly frustrated. Roger pushed my head back, slapped me hard and said, “God damn little fucker!” and slapped me again. This time when he slapped me he caught more of my nose than my face and I felt some blood begin to trickle out of my nose. “Fuck Son, you are still letting your nuts rule that head of yours. Take your time, he is ours and is not going any where and he will learn – no he will be forced – to take both of us just like we want, now clean him up,” Charles growled. Roger bent down, glared at me, fuck he was pissed, grabbed my head again between his hands and started licking at the blood coming out of my nose as he applied pressure with his right thumb. He finished, stood up, and he and Charles went back by the table, both grabbed something to smoke, which I could tell by the smell was not cigarettes, and looked at me as I stayed kneeling where I was. After a few minutes Roger went and sat on the platform bed, his dick looking huge as it bounced and twitched. Charles came back to me, “Lick my balls.” I flicked my tongue out and began licking his balls. He was very hairy, and tasted of sweat and his smell was so intoxicating. Total man funk, and I loved it. Charles slapped the side of my head as he laughed, “Damn boy, you have got a lot to learn. This is not some little cone of ice cream to be lapping, these are fucking man balls. I want you to put them in your mouth, suck on them, use that tongue, tug on them with your teeth eat those fuckers.” So I did. His balls were big and I could fit one in my mouth at a time, but not two. I licked, sucked, and squeezed each one between my teeth and pulled back when I did, stretching them out and away from Charles’ dick. Charles moaned when I did that and started rubbing my head with his gloved hand. I tugged harder, and bit down more, and Charles moaned even louder, pulling away from me, stretching his balls out even further. I was afraid I was going to hurt him I guess, but the rougher I chewed, sucked, and stretched his balls the more he moaned and the harder his dick got and the more he started dripping precum onto my face. I was whimpering with pleasure and my own dick was so fucking hard I reached down and started to jack it. I got slapped hard and Charles’ ball plopped out of my mouth trailed by a mouthful of spit. “DON’T fucking touch yourself. You WILL NOT cum unless I tell you it is OK,” Charles said as he stepped away. I was wiping the spit off my face as he grabbed his smoke and went and sat down by Roger. Now it was Roger’s turn. He put his smoke down, stepped up, “You better learn to please him – and me – and do it fucking right.” So I repeated what I had done with Charles, tugging on Roger’s balls with my mouth as I slurped and ate them. Roger’s were a lot bigger than Charles’ and it took me a while to figure out how to get it in my mouth, but I did and soon had him moaning. “Pull hard – yeah bite them good, pull them asshole – HARDER!” Roger screamed at me as he got more and more worked up as I bruised his balls with my mouth. “FUCK you’re making me cum – open your mouth take my CUM!!!” he screamed. I opened wide as his hot cum shot into my mouth, and down my throat. His cum was really thick and sour, but tasted so good. I then licked his dick clean as he smiled, stepped back, slapped the side of my head lightly and said, “Whew, damn, that was good. Don’t worry, I can cum again like that in no time and plan to feed you a few loads in your ass too.” Roger grabbed his smoke and sat down on the bed beside Charles who was stroking his dick. Charles got up, made me another big drink, and handed it to me. I was still kneeling and Charles bent down and kissed me hard, tastings his Son’s load in my mouth. He then let me down the drink, took the glass and went back to smoke with Roger. After a few minutes Charles said something and Roger scrambled up, got behind me, pulled my arms behind my back and lifted me up. Charles was now standing directly over me and I trembled as he looked down at me. He did look truly evil in this light and it was hot as shit in that basement, so the sweat made him glisten. Not only that but his cock was hard and was gleaming with the gonorrhea drip and precum. He slapped my face, “What do you want?” I was surprised and just opened my mouth and nothing came out. He slapped me again, a little harder, “What do you want?” This time I said, “Please fuck me.” CHARLES SLAPPED ME HARDER “WHAT DO YOU WANT?” THIS TIME I REPLIED, “PLEASE SIR, RAPE ME WITH YOUR BIG DICK, I WANT YOUR AIDS CUM!” Charles laughed, smiled, and said to Roger, “Get him ready,” to me Charles said, “Dr Mike has taught you well.” Roger pushed me forward to the right towards the large leather swing that was hanging from the ceiling. He pushed my chest forward onto the sling and I had to step up onto the small platform under the swing to stabilize myself. Roger walked in front of me, yanked my arms forward, and put each wrist in a handcuff looped to the chains on each side. My chest and torso were on the sling as my face hung over the far edge. Roger moved the wood platform I had been standing on, so now almost all my weight was on the sling and I was barely able to balance myself on my tiptoes. The sling swayed, the chains clanged as the thick links banged together. The smell of the leather was intoxicating, and the JD made me feel dizzy and fucked up. Roger came back around the front and pulled a leather hood down over my head. I could not see, but there was a hole for my nose and mouth. “Here, sniff these, good Amsterdam shit poppers,” he said, his voice muffled a little through the hood as I felt a cold glass bottle under my nose. I took several big hits, and felt them kick in and mix with the drink. My head was throbbing and chest felt tight, when I felt a pair of gloved hands running over my ass. Charles had huge hands and I remembered from before he liked rubbing my ass. This time the rubbing did not last long as he hauled back and slapped my right ass cheek. I yelped, tried to move, but lost my footing on the wood so just swung a little Charles laughed, hauled off and slapped my left side. He then continued slapping my ass, alternating sides as I tried to shift and move to get away. The next pain was 10 times worse than the slap had been. He was now using something like a stick, which I would learn later was a leather crop. I cried out a little as Charles began striping the flesh on my ass, first one side, then the next, harder and harder. I would feel the sting first, then the pain would shoot into my flesh as the burning of each whipping took hold. I was crying out, begging him to stop, pleading, and trying to move my ass out of the line of fire. But it was futile as any movement just made me swing back and forth a little and I soon realized no matter what I did I was going nowhere. I also realized each time I tried to run Charles whipped me harder. Charles stopped, leathered hands ran over the welts forming on my ass and I felt a hand against the side of my hooded head and hot breath near my mouth as a voice said, “ I am going to rape you now – you hear me – not like before, This time there will be no piss from Dr Mike to prelube you, just what you work out of my dick so you better jiggle that ass for me and make me precum. More importantly, you will bleed because I am going to fuck to hurt and that is the best lube of all.” I started to shake and shiver from fear, the cold, the drink, not sure which, but could not stop and tried to get some leverage with my feet to move with no luck, so I started to beg as loudly as I could, which still sounded a bit far away with the hood on. “Please NO, please DON’T! Please STOP! PLEASE!!!” I did not hear a reply, but felt the poppers under my nose and Roger telling me to hit them. I breathed as deep as I could and they were too quickly taken away. I needed more, but I felt Charles’ gloved hands spread my ass wide and the PA in the head of his horse dick push against my asshole. Even though I had taken a lot of dick the past several months, I had not been fucked in a few days and was naturally tight, so there was no way in hell his dick was going in me. Charles worked a bare finger in past his dick head and started clawing at my guts, then two, round and round inside my ass. I started feeling warm and knew he had made me bleed and soon felt him push his dick head a little in my hole, working it around. He pushed side to side and kept up constant pressure on my hole. I breathed a sigh of relief as this was not as bad as I feared, but when I did my hole must have relaxed a little as Charles was now lodged in my outer ring and my ass was stretched to the limit. I screamed a little from the shock and surprise as he grabbed my hips and pulled me back towards him. Again my feet lost all footing and I was hanging in mid-air as he pulled me onto his dick. The mix of blood, precum, and gonorrhea drip was doing its job and lubing his horse dick up. Charles continued to pull my ass open as he shoved into me, and I continued to yell and scream and buck and try to get away, rattling the chains with every movement to escape. Charles then seemed to push me away and I realized he was using the leverage and motion of the sling to dig deeper. When the sling came back, so did my open hole and his dick tore my ass. He was ripping me raw with his AIDs filled dick and the pain was unbelievable I now felt a hand on my face and the muffled voice of Roger who said, “Fuck boy, he has you all bloody all ready and he ain’t even started yet. Let me hear you scream for him to stop, come on now.” I obliged, or tried to, as when I went to plead again this time Charles’ dick slammed balls deep and I was ripped in half. The scream caught in my throat, the blood running out of my ass, and the heat and pain radiating from my hole was beyond anything I had experienced before. His thrusts were still small, but so painful, and every inch of that horse dick was like being cut with a knife. As happened the first time he rape fucked me, I think I passed out a little off and on from the pain as my mind was overwhelmed and my body was shocked beyond what I could handle. I was totally at his mercy. Charles was balls deep and paused, he then slapped my ass again hard a few times renewing the pain from the whipping, my ass reflexed, clinched, then let go and as it did he started slam fucking me. I was crying, screaming, and begging him to stop now. I could not take it anymore. It hurt so fucking bad! There was no joy in this, fuck Dr Mike! What was he thinking! I tried to struggle against the chains, but Charles just fucked harder as I did and I just felt like a side of beef in the slaughterhouse hanging off the meat hooks. Roger was back at my face, hand on the side of my head as he said, “Fuck yeah! You should see this shit! Of wow – he fucked you up! Damn! He’s gonna fucking cum in you – you are so getting his AIDs from this!” Roger had apparently kneeled down in front of me as he started to kiss me hard, muffling my screams with his mouth as he held my head and tongue fucked me as Charles fucked my ass. Charles was now pulling me with all his might back onto his dick and then pushing me away and pulling me back. His balls were slapping my ass and his dick was shredding my insides with every thrust. I was taking him all – his entire fucking horse dick – over 11 inches of ass destroyer, but at the time I could only see the white hot pain. My dick was not even hard as the pain wiped everything from view. Charles then stopped, the chains shuddered, and so did Charles. I COULD FEEL HIS DICK QUIVER, PULSE, AND UNLOAD IN ME AS HE SWELLED AND SHOT HIS AIDS CUM INTO MY BLOODY ASS. It seemed like a few minutes as Charles’ dick continued to quiver, flex, and fill my guts as he slowly continued working his shaft in my torn ass to ensure his toxic load coated my entire guts. Roger continued kissing me, forcing his spit into my mouth as he did, gnawing at my lips, scraping me with his beard. I could barely breathe, only whimper, and could not grasp what had just happened. Slowly Charles backed out of my ass and when he finally came free I could feel all the fuck juice begin running out of my hole, down my legs, and onto the floor. The pain was even worse in some ways without him in me and my ass felt abandoned. Hard to describe, as much as I wanted him to stop, I now wanted him back inside of me and whimpered even more. Roger stopped kissing me and I was left hanging there, finally able to try to relax. My reprieve was short lived as I soon felt gloved hands on my ass again, slowly running over the now fully-formed welts that covered each cheek. Slowly the hands worked back and forth and then SLAM! They started slapping my ass hard again. I yelled in surprise and pain and heard muffled laughter. SLAM! SLAM!! SLAM!!!! Back and forth, the leather stinging my already tender flesh. The gloved hands then spread my ass and I felt Roger’s bearded face push between my cheeks and nip and tongue at my shredded hole. I begged, “Please, oh fuck please don’t! I can’t really I can’t, please let me just get up a minute.” Roger laughed, I heard him say, “Now you will pay,” as his slammed his horse dick up my already torn ass. Charles had left me gaping and wounded and Roger’s dick went balls deep on the first thrust. I saw white hot pain and think I passed out a little again. I started to scream and beg, but my pleas fell on deaf ears as Roger took his turn raping me with his gonorrhea dick. Once he found his rhythm he started slapping my ass too so a new level of pain was added to the fuck. After a bit of that he leaned forward, grabbing me just above my hips and squeezed hard as he slam fucked my ass. I was crying again and it seemed like he fucked forever and never slowed down as he pummeled me, digging into my sides harder with his fingers as his dick dug as deep as he could into my guts. Finally, blessedly, Roger came and unloaded another load in me, this time in my ass, but no slow pull out for him, he just yanked his dick out, taking half my guts with him when he did. More wetness ran down my legs and I could hear Charles and Roger saying something to each other, but could not make it out. I lay in the sling for a long time, was able to stop crying, and slowly realized I had other sensations besides pain. Stay Tuned for Part 2 – The Leather Lord’s Continue Their Training and the Return of Dr Mike
  12. Went to Cumunion the other night. One of the guys who fucked me had warts on his cock. I knew they were there but I wanted the load so I let him continue fucking me. I got a nice load from him. Did I get warts too? I haven't a clue what the transmission risk is.
  13. Bug Catcher Fag

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  14. Need Brainwash Text

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  17. Hep C

    Hey guys, So, I was at the clinic the other day for a routine check up and meds re-supply when the doctor revealed that I had Hep C in around Feb-March(I'm guessing March) and it wasn't revealed to me by mistake. This was real news to me and caused concern. What he then told me was that my body had cleared it without treatment, and subsequent tests came back neg for Hep C. Should I be worried? I posted before about abnormalities in my liver results which I initially expected to be linked to my treatment, but it turns out this was not the case. I read that 75%-85% of people with Hep C develop chronic Hep C, it this a possibility for me now that it's cleared? I know these are questions that I should've asked my doc and I will when I speak to him next week(he ordered a thorough virus test) but I was caught off-guard with this as I've been monogamous since late March. These issues make me sad, to think back to a time in the not too distant past where I really didnt think much of myself, and disregarded my own body. Glad I've come through it, but unfortunate to see so many lost souls on here still. I wouldn't want to mess up my neighbours thrill, but if one person could learn from my mistakes without making them themselves, it'd make me very happy.
  18. Full Blown Aids Fucker?

    Hey, Going to be in bberlin for New Years... And would really like to be the no mercy, no limits - victim for some really toxic guys. There will be no limits, and no rules - any sick fantasy can come true on the last day of the year!
  19. Shot My First Bareback Load

    I was fucking my regular bottom last night and I got tired of the condom cause the it was too tight so I pulled it off. I was so horny and in my rhythm that I just immediately held him down and shoved my dick in him raw for the first time. The sensation was incredible! I could feel his ass deep, wet, soft and tight at the same time. He said "Don't cum inside me," but I couldn't control myself and shot deep in his ass. It was such a good fuck I'm still thinking about it, and can't get the experience out of my mind. He looked at me and told me in his cute Spanish accent "You're gonna want it like that now." I think he's right. Until yesterday I always practiced safe sex, but yesterday was clearly different. Looking back, I can honestly say I hadn't come so hard in quite a long time. I guess the primal instinct to seed was heavy, at least I felt like an animal. I wanted to fuck him again but he had to go as he only has a couple of hours after work during which we can fuck before he must go home to his wife. The thought of that night still lingers in my mind. I'm at a crossroad here. I found it sooo fucking hot that he drove away with my load planted in his ass. Just typing this story gets me hard, but I'm also worried that I exposed myself to unwanted STD's. That night has changed me. Now sex with a condom just isn't sex. Below was one of the pics I took yesterday of the session when I took the condom off.
  20. I'm posting this one level above the PrEP subforum and the HIV risk reduction subforum, because it also implicates testing and (prompt) treatment, and highlights community-level initiatives. Please move if necessary. From the July 7, 2015 San Francisco Examiner: "New HIV infections and deaths of HIV-infected people in [san Francisco] dropped more than 17 percent from 2013 to 2014, according to the Department of Public Health. There were 302 new HIV diagnoses last year, and 177 deaths of HIV-infected people, according to the department. That's down from 371 and 209, respectively, the year before. "Since the HIV/AIDS epidemic began in the 1980s, those numbers are the lowest ever recorded [...] "The most telling statistic may be this: Since 2012, when the drug Truvada was approved by the U.S. Food and Drug Administration as an HIV/AIDS prevention drug, new infections have dropped by 30 percent [...] "In addition to increasing awareness and access to PreP [sic] as a prevention tool, public health officials tout the wide availability of HIV/AIDS testing and rapid access to antiretroviral treatment via UC San Francisco as key to the significant drop in new infections." www.sfexaminer.com/sf-records-all-time-low-in-hiv-infections-deaths Here are some of the unique initiatives and conditions in San Francisco that help make this possible: • Well-funded public health system, including clinics and hospital • Shame-free City Clinic offering STI testing and treatment, rapid initiation of anti-retroviral therapy in newly-diagnosed HIV patients, and counselors to help PrEP patients tap their insurance plans and Gilead's assistance programs • Pooled PCR RNA HIV viral load testing standard in public health facilities. Patients with risky exposures receive a test that tells them several weeks sooner whether they have HIV. Pooling (some blood from every patient is mixed, and only if this pool tests positive are the samples tested individually) reduces cost. • Rapid HIV antibody tests standard in public health facilities, for routine (no recent risky exposure) testing. No risk that patients will fail to return for results. • Immediate microscopy performed on urine and discharge samples, at City Clinic, when symptoms indicate an STI. No risk that patients will fail to return for antibiotics. (HIV transmission is more likely when other STIs are present.) • Provision of antibiotic "partner packs" and instructions, consistent with Centers for Disease Control guidelines, when an STI is diagnosed. Reaches sex partners who might not have access to health care. • Well-organized HIV care module and PrEP program from the largest private medical provider and insurer, Kaiser Permanente Despite all these measures, almost every day someone still gets HIV, and almost every other day, someone still dies of it, in San Francisco. If your local community lacks some of these measures, speak up!
  21. Hey Guys, I've been reading the posts here and to my surprise, they are very well moderated and many members here are very matured and professional (and nasty kinky pigs, respectively). Being a newbie, I'd appreciate your insight. I found out that I got HIV in June 2014 (along with diagnosed with secondary Syphilis and treated with a one-time penicillin injection in the ass) and now(Jan 2015) just achieved UD. Still clearing from recent fresh Syphilis, Gono, and Hepes (Feb 2015). My doctor said I should remain abstinence until I'm all cleared (since Syphilis takes 3-4 months, I assume it'd be until my next follow up in next month). I've made up my mind to just settle with Fort Troff toys and some good porns like Viral Load and Breeding Season from now on till I'm cleared (or possible forever ), because Penicillin's a bitch! I wonder if you could share with me your opinion on a few things below: 1. Various researches and articles on super-infection risks, admittedly mention that there are no evidences suggesting that people living with HIV who are on successful HAART treatment, are at risk of super-infection despite having unsafe penetrative sex with those who are on successful HAART treatment and/or HIV infected individuals who are not on HAART treatment. What is your take on this? 2. If it is true, does that explain why bareback sex parties amongst HIV positive men (i.e. POZ parties) are rapidly growing worldwide because, besides contracting other STIs and STDs, there is no worry of super-infection for HIV positive men who are on successful HAART treatment to be participating in such activities? 3. How do you guys manage your STDs being bathhouse whores & cumdumps?(which by the way I am deeply guilty of). It seems so easy to contract these nasty bugs. I am so worried when my health care provider told me (as he injects me with Penicillin), "Bro, you need to use condoms. You are getting another Syphilis within 6 months since you got your injection. If the duration of re-occurrence is so close, the damage in your body continues and eventually you will get NeuroSyphilis." 4. I bumped into an all-loads-are-welcome Cumdump recently and asked him how he deals with STDs. He said, "Vaseline. It coats your ass so no STDs have the chance to go in". And he said he never had STD before (which I doubt). Wonder anyone is doing the same or experienced it first hand that it doesn't work? CumDump Whore, BrokenCondom
  22. I crave dirty loads. Poz seed, especially high viral loads, make my hole twitch. The Craigslist ad was posted and the wait began. I had been tearing up my hole with a extra wide dildo so the strains would take as I wondered 'Where the fuck were the men?'. My ad was specific: "No poz cock or load refused." I'm in damn good shape for a 42 year old piece of ass. The pic I posted of my inked chest and cum-dripping ass proved as much. I just needed donors. The first responder was a foul mouthed older guy. He had no pic, which wasn't no problem. I didn't give a fuck what the top looks like, or, for that matter, his cock size. All I wanted was his strain. Well, he dumped his toxic load in less than two minutes, start to finish. He began to apologize, but I stopped him, saying "No worries. I got what I wanted." The second donor was a black kid. I wasn't sure he was actually poz. He may simply have wanted a white cunt to use and in which to blow his nut. Which was fine with me. He was hung and rough so at least he scrapped-up my insides. And, if I was lucky, he also gifted me. I drove across town for the third sperm donor, meeting him at xxx arcade in North Beach. He turned-out to be a business guy wearing a suit. He made me beg for his poz load as he fucked me through a glory hole. Donor number four wanted wanted to meet at the rest room in the public library in the Civic Center. It turned-out he was homeless, and he used the library public internet access to connect with guys. He told me he had a very dirty load for me. We used the handicapped stall, his big uncut cock was stuck to his filthy briefs. I couldn't fuckin' believe I was going to take his rank cock into my mouth. I knelt down to clean his piss slit out with my tongue and, goddam. He was dripping greenish puss. Of course I didn't hesitate. Fuckin' cumdump that I am! Then we moved onto the main event. Now, the first rule for any cumdump is simply: Bend over and spread 'em, which I did as soon as I had cleaned-up his cock, thinking to myself 'With his pus and the three earlier loads, I should be able to take his cock quite easily'. The angle, however, was wrong. The only way this would work was if I lay face down on the sticky tile and let the homeless guy climb on my back. Once in position, my face was jammed between the wall and the toilet, so I found myself licking the piss off the floor while he road me. After a few minutes of bucking, grunting, and finally screaming, he dumped his load deep in my cunt. Our fucking had, of course, attracted a crowd, so I underwent the all-too-familiar 'walk of shame'. Back in my car, I scanned my emails. Nothing. I needed more, so I headed over to the arcades in Folsom where I connected with a very clean-cut ,kid with the look of a Mormon. 'Damn' I thought, as he smiled at me. I was determined to reel him in, especially since I had long since discovered some of the nastiest pigs are the innocent looking ones. This kid didn't disappoint: he was a multi-cummer and, in short order, gave me three loads. As he was fixing his belt and zipping-up, I noticed the gold ring on his finger. 'Sweet', I thought. I checked my phone and one of my regulars had responded to my ad. This guy is in his early 20's, he calls me his AIDS Daddy. The more toxic the loads in my hole the more excited he would get. When I tell him I had been knocked-up by a homeless guy with gono, he spewed in his pants. 'Damn it', I thought, 'I should've told him the story while he was using me'. Anyhow, I swung by his place and, the miracle of youth, he was ready again in scarcely 15 minutes. He slow fucked me, and talked about pimping-out my ass out at Steamworks that night. 'Now, how could I refuse that sweet face?' I thought as he groaned, adding his DNA to the mix.
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  24. Hiv From Oral?

    I recently received oral from a poz guy who hasn't started his meds yet. While I know that it's really unlikely that you can get HIV from oral sex there is a complicating factor. I ended up getting gonorrhea from the oral, so I'm a bit nervous. I know that contracting gonorrhea could make transmission more likely. Even though I was the one receiving (we didn't do anal at all or anything else) I'm worried that if he actively had an infection in his throat/mouth that he could have possibly passed on both the gonorrhea and hiv to me. Does anybody know the likelihood of contracting HIV from a situation like this? Any input/advice would be great.
  25. 24 y/o dude here in DFW area looking for other nasty pigs that would be up for giving me an STD. Fucking turned on by herpes, gono, syph, etc. POZ here and also love getting my ass recharged with high VL nut. Nothin gets me fuckin hotter and more horned up that the whole STD thing. So, if you have something you'd like to share, hit me up ASAP. I can host or travel. Don't give a fuck what you look like, your age, etc.... just lookin for nasty STD loads.

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