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I had looked through the online portfolios of all the artists in the tour to see if any had a gay erotic slant to their work. No luck. I'd just received disturbing blood test results the week before. We live in a rural area and I needed gay contact, at least a hot hookup to lift my mood. I wasn't ready to tell my partner who'd grown to be more like a critical brother than a lover over the years. Two of the portraits of male artists caught my eye. One looked Mexican, I love a dark skinned man,and this guy had a sweet looking face. The other had a cute boyish face and engaging twinkle in his eyes. They made it into my list of five stops. The oil paintings at our first stop were very bold, lots of layers and depth. Very good but nothing that grabbed and held my attention. Stop two were landscape watercolours, again technically excellent, but not my thing. Stop three was a farm house on a sheep ranch. Again watercolours, but this time of animals. At least in the first showroom. This was the guy whose promotion picture had the twinkle in his eyes. He greeted us on our arrival. 6 feet, slim, dressed in bluejeans and a simple white low cut v-neck t-shirt exposing a nicely muscled chest with a moderate whisp of dark hair. And his handsome face had those twinling eyes, which I hoped were communicating something about his sexual orientation. My partner and I had a great time chatting him up and our gaydars were firing at full tilt. He asked if we would like to see his more private collection and called his partner to watch the main exhibit as he showed us the way to the back closed in portch. Here beautifully displayed was the work I had been looking for when I researched this tour. Beautiful watercolours of handsome naked men, and groups of men engaging in orgies of sex. I noticed immediately there was no hint of condoms in these paintings, not even the obvious penetration depictions. My prick began to respond and I hoped he and my partner didn't notice. Well at least my partner. We hadn't had sex in years, agreed to an open relationship; but, mostly 'don't ask, don't tell'; which left me feeling like I was cheating to even use porn, let alone fuck around. Twinkle eyes clearly had noticed and increased the flirtatiousness of his banter especially toward me. Did I mention he subtlety touched his crotch? We talked about the art, Broadway plays, and sheep farming before he asked if I wanted to see the new batch of lambs out in the barn. 'He only had one extra pair of rubber boots, he could take my partner out after me if he wanted. ' Twinkle eyes and I were no sooner in the barn and his tongue was down my throat. When he pulled away his words raced out, "Give me a blow job, we don't have much time. " I deep throated his 6.5 inch dick and sucked with everything I had. He moaned and one of his hands was making it's way under my belt. I loosened my belt and opened my jeans. "Comando. As I expected when I first saw your bulge grow." , as he pushed a finger in my hole. "Fuck, I need this hole. Condoms are in the house but you don't need those do you. " as he released his boner from my mouth. "No, never use them!" I spat. " You tested lately?" Him spinning and bending me. "Yup" me And his hard raw cock had already penetrated my hole. He fucked me like there'd be no tomorrow, and soon blasted deep into my ass. Before I could say "Hey you " he was feltching the load and snowballing to me. " Lube my ass" he slurpped. I swallowed his cum, no hardship for me, and said "Not a good idea." As he was lining my cock up with his ass, "You tested lately." As my raw dick head penetrated his ring, "I'm positive." His hot ass felt amazing as he pushed on deeper. I'm not a great top and as often happens my ball sack was already unloading painting the walls of his gut. "Sorry man, sorry!" "Fuck yeah man, did you cum? Plunge and dump? I love it we need to get back inside." "OK, you must be on PreP?" "I live in the country, I rarely get a chance to get fucked. Why would I be on PreP?" "You just took my unmedicated poz load up your ass. I said I was tested recently, you didn't ask the result." We were back at the portch door so he turned and pseudo whispered, "Fuck man, you might have just pozzed me?" "I tried to warn you. You better get to an emergency ward fast, they can treat you. " "Fuck man." We proceeded into the portch to find our partners deep in conversation about cooking. Conversation continued quite naturally and comfortably for some time 'til his dark handsome husband invited us to stay for lunch. My hubby jumped at this and we moved to the kitchen. Twinkle eyes led the way, followed by my hubby. I was next followed by his partner. I felt him grab my hips, push his crotch into me as he nibbled on my ear and whispered, "No fooling me, I can smell the cum in your ass. My turn next."
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A total slut submissive bottom visiting Toronto on 17 18 19 December 2021. I plan to attend my first ever CumUnion at Steamworks on 18 Dec 21. I also want to try my first ever booty bump. Anyone interested please message me and I will share more details.
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Hosting for no loads refused breeding session this week. Stop by, fuck me, cum inside (no pullouts) and go (or stay for another go) I wanna be a cummy loose mess when you are all done! Poz a HUGE plus. Unmedicated even better! Other diseases are great as well! Pnp is cool. Wanna give me a booty bump? Go right ahead! Keep an eye out tomorrow for location.
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I stayed at a friend's place for a few days, but most of the time he was at work or away, so I ended-up spending my time chilling out or on Grindr. There were some fit dudes in the area, but from speaking with them I figured bareback was a 'no go'. I noticed a cute young white twink who was a little further away. His profile had bareback written all over it and he was desperate to get loaded up, anytime, anywhere and by anyone. Just from looking at the profile and his pics I knew he was going to be a sleazy bug chaser. So I contacted him, and early in our conversation I brought up the subject and soon after that he was begging to be converted with my strain, saying he was negative, (which I found hard to believe as he had talked about what a cum whore he was) and that he had been taking loads non stop over the last few years. Similarly he didn't quite believe that I was poz. As we continued exchanging messages, several times he verified (as best he could) that I was genuinely positive. I told him the truth, how I had been poz for the last five years and had never taken any meds, although I would need to start treatment fairly soon. Well, it was clear his hole was desperately hungry and twitching for my dick and poz seed, so I told him I would GUARANTEE his conversion if he was willing and understood the risks. Immediately he agreed as he was obsessed with prospects of obtaining my strain. (I made the guarantee knowing I've built up quite a toxic strain over the years, especially as I've traveled for work all over the globe, and I've fucked quite a few holes in different countries, although, truth be told, I've had more loads fucked into my ass overall. I'm a no-questions-asked type of guy when it comes to bottoming, although on BBRTS, I always tend to search for poz tops. Naturally neg tops don't do much for me, but perversely neg bottoms are.) We exchanges several more messages, and eventually he gave me his address. I instructed him to (i) leave the door on the latch, (ii) be on all fours, (iii) wearing his sluttiest jock strap and (iv) place a toothbrush on the bed. I was quite sure he knew exactly what I had planned for his juicy neg hole. It took about 20 minutes to get to his place. Pushing the front door open with ease, I stepped inside and closed it behind me. I reached up under my baseball cap and pulled down the black balaclava hidden beneath it. I walked the length of the ground floor apartment and found the door to the bedroom. On the bed was a smooth hole in the air in a well used cum/lube stained jockstrap and a brand new toothbrush placed just under the waistband. The cum dump had a lean build, appeared to be early to mid twenties, smooth all over with light brown/blond hair and a beefy ass. I unzipped my jeans, releasing my semi hard dick, walked towards the head of the bed, grabbed the cum dumps head and pulled it back, "Open your mouth, pig. The more spit on my dick means the easier it goes in your hole." Not only do I not believe in using rubbers. I also don't believe in using lube either, figuring the bottom doesn't deserve it! He opened his mouth wide, I rammed my dick straight in and as deep as I could. He gagged and recoiled but that just made my dick even harder. Next I ran my hand down his back and the tip of my finger circled his hole. It was nice and dry, I was glad the fucker hadn't pre-lubed before I got there. He continued to work his mouth around my shaft for several minutes, occasionally begging for my poz seed when he came up for air, pleading for it to be deposited deep inside his guts and not down his throat. I moved down and round to his ass, rubbing my sloppy dick over the hole, applying just enough pressure to tease the opening but not penetrate it. "What is it you want, pig?" "I NEED your toxic strain inside my ass, Sir." "Are you sure you want it? It's a really potent, unmedicated bug. It's the greatest gift you could ever hope to receive. But you know what? I'm not sure you really deserve it. But then, the risk and decision is solely yours. There won't be any opportunity to change your mind - once we get started." "I'm desperate for the bug, Sir. I've wanted it for such a long time. Rape your strain into my ass as roughly as you can. No pulling out, and no 'safe word'. As he commited himself, I felt his dick harden in excitement. "Good answer, fuck pig. First, however, I need to prep your hole. I'm gonna brush it so it's nice and bloody, and the strain definitely takes - and quickly. "Yes, Sir. Will it definitely take? You're definitely poz, right? I really hope you are!" "As I said before, pig, I am most definitely poz, and guarantee my strain will sero-convert you. If you still don't believe me, well, you will believe me in about a month. Just wait and see!" I slid the new toothbrush out from under the jock, running my thumb over the clean white dry bristles, rubbing the toothbrush gently over his hole for a few seconds, then grasped the handle firmly as if I were holding a knife, without warning and in one quick movement drove the toothbrush deep into his guts. The stupid fucker squirmed and let out a cry which he muffled by driving his head down into the pillow. I started out with a gentle sawing motion inside his hole, applying more and more pressure, then reverting to a gentle brush, seeing just how much he could take. The more he squirmed the harder my dick got. I withdrew the brush and found it covered in a little blood, I pulled his head back, lifted the blindfold he was wearing off for a second and showed the dumb twink the bloody toothbrush before reinserting it. I continued with the previous brushing method, then started to rotate the brush 360 degrees. Now that was painful, it was clear to see from his muffled screams. My dick was throbbing by that point and dripping with pre-cum. It was time to fuck. It was time for his conversion. I pulled the brush out of his ass as roughly as I could. The bristles were now covered with a large amount of bright red blood. His hole was more than ready! "It burns. It feels like my hole's on fire, Sir." I positioned my dick over the now bloody hole and slid in slowly, I wanted to savour every minute. The blood, earlier spit and pre-cum helped lube my entry. He let out a low moan as each inch passed through his ring. His hole grasped tightly around my shaft and I started to jack hammer his ring, pounding my meat as deeply and roughly as I could. The entire time he begged for my poz jizz. After approximately 15 minutes of continuous fucking, as the sweat dripped from my body and as his blood seeped from his hole, I was ready to shoot my load. "Here it comes, pig. You ready for it? My nasty toxic bug. My pure, potent strain of poz cum. Beg me for it! Beg me, pig! Be the stupid fucker who begged to get pozzed-up." "Please, Sir, poz my hole, I beg you! Convert me! I want your DNA inside of my ass - to be a part of me forever. You will own me, but your seed will destroy my hole." With that my cock pulsed several times, I began grunting and spewed out my three-day load, completely emptying my nuts into the pig's guts. As the last spurts drained into his body, I collapsed on top of him, pinning him to the mattress. Then, whispering into his ear I said "Welcome to the club, AIDS pig. You are now completely fucked. I've just give you one of the nastiest strains of HIV on the planet. You dumb fuckin' whole. I know you're going to come to regret taking my load." I pulled my meat out and wiped my bloody shaft on his bed sheets, cleaned up and was out of there within a few minutes. Later that evening, of course, he messaged me on Grindr thanking me for his conversion. I sensed that he still doubted my status. I told him I wanted to hear from him as soon as he started to get sick with the fuck flu. A few weeks passed and I dropped him a message on Grindr. He answered saying he felt unwell, and suspected it was the fuck flu. My dick hardened and I gloated that I had guaranteed his conversion, and his doubts aside, I was a man of my word. He continued to thank me for my strain, apologising for his initial doubts and how he was hungry for more strains. Another week went by and he hadn't replied to my most recent messages, but I honestly didn't think much about him. Then a week after that he contacted me, telling me that he was so weak from my strain he had had to spend the remainder of his fuck flu in hospital, on an IV drip! When I read as much I instantly got a boner. After all, I suppose if you're going to do a job then you have to do it well, and his this case I did it extremely well. He's a lucky pig to get such a potent strain and he knows it. He tells me that he's started to fuck as many twinks as he can find... apparently good news isn't the only thing to spread fast
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A Couple in the Bar My boy and I were taking a much-needed vacation to reconnect and have some down time. We’d both been traveling a lot for work and hooking up with other guys, nearly always bareback. He would send me texts that his top hookup would take of my boy’s hands on his ass, cheeks spread wide, and his hole oozing fresh cum. It always boned me up and then I’d likely log onto one of the apps and find a guy to come over to my hotel and take my load. It was risky, but super hot. We’d talked about starting up PrEP again, which we’d both been on before we started seeing each other, but somehow never got around to it. So, we went to a seedy gay bar in a midwestern town and saw a handful of hot guys. I spotted to very sexy men, one older, one younger but clearly a couple, a beefy guy with a shaved head and a slightly-wasted look. His boyfriend was a scrawny twinky guy, also with a buzzed head. After a few beers, I went to the bathroom to take a piss in the trough. The daddy guy followed me and stood right next to me. He made grunting oink noises and I saw him pull out his meaty cock with a huge gauge prince albert piercing. He took a piss while looking at me and oinked knowing I was drooling over his cock. He told me he’d see me around and left the bathroom. When I got back to our spot at the bar, the younger guy was chatting up my boy while the daddy was ordering a round of beers. I got back to them and the daddy gave me a bottle. My boy excused himself to the bathroom and the younger guy followed, winking at the daddy. Of course, they were in the bathroom a little too long and the daddy invited us back to their place for the night. I knew the reason for our vacation was to reconnect, but this was too hot of an opportunity to pass up. I gulped my beer down and headed to the bathroom to find my boy bending over the trough as the younger guy was on his knees eating my boy’s hole. I cleared my throat and my boy sheepishly looked up at me. I told them we were headed back to daddy’s place and my boy pulled his jeans up and tucked his leaking hard cock into them. We made a quick exit as daddy paid the bar tab. Thankfully, they lived right around the corner, and we walked there, with the daddy’s hands down the back of my pants and the younger guy clearly fingering my boy’s spit-lubed hole. They tore our clothes off of us as soon as we were in their small run-down apartment. My boy and I were shoved down on the bed on our backs, and the guys climbed on top of us and we made out hardcore. I went down on the younger guy while my boy blew the daddy. I rarely bottom, but I knew I wanted that thick cock and prince albert inside me, and I thought it would be hot to see my boy take it too. My boy was lapping at daddy’s balls and said, ‘these seem really full. You good for a couple of loads?’ Daddy just oinked in reply. The younger guy and I made out on our knees as my boy sucked my cock. I leaned forward to spread his ass open and guided that raw daddy dick into his hole. I love that moment of delivering a new raw cock inside him. The younger guy got in front of my boy’s mouth and shoved his dick in. He had be get behind him and spit on his hand, lubing up his ass. My dick plopped right inside him. It was clear that regularly taking daddy’s dick had really loosened him up. As we fuck each other’s boys, their faces were next to each other and they started making out, lunging forward as they took our cocks. Daddy started cursing and really pounding my boy. I knew he was close to losing his first load. Sure enough, he started to cum inside my boy, without slowing down or even offering to pull out. My boy had just taken this daddy load without even knowing his name. Daddy caught his breath and asked me if I was close. I shook my head no. ‘He’s too loose for you, right?’ I nodded, almost embarrassed. But the daddy grinned knowing it was his girth that had ruined his boy’s hole. Daddy had me lay down on my back and his boy mounted my dick facing me. The boy bent forward as daddy slapped his cummy cock on his boy’s ass. I heard a camera sound as my boy snapped a photo of our cocks going into the boy's ass. I felt that cool metal plop inside his boy’s hole alongside mine. The boy groaned as his hole was stretched to the limits. My boy knelt down, fingering his cummy ass and ate daddy’s hole as we fucked away. I was close to cumming, and I knew I wasn’t finished, so I let my cock plop out of the boy’s ass. I crawled out from under them and made out with my boy, fingering the goo dripping down his thigh. I needed a piss and offered it to anyone who wanted it, but they all shook their heads ‘no’ so I headed to the bathroom as my boy got on his knees next to the boy and invited daddy to go back and forth between their holes. Seeing those guys fuck made it tough to walk away, and difficult to piss with a full hard-on. I heard my boy groan as daddy entered him. As I finally went down enough to piss, I noticed two bottles of B******* on the counter, and I knew it instantly to be one of those newly approved one-a-day HIV meds. These guys were POZ, but medicated. I noted there were two names on them, Brian and Dan, but didn’t have a clue which man was which, only that they were both POZ and I wanted to take their cum. When I got back to the bedroom, they had changed positions. My boy was on his back holding his legs up. The boy was pounding his ass, about to breed him with his POZ cum. I laid down next to him and pulled my legs up. He looked over at me and smiled, blissed out and full of raw stranger cock. ‘Babe,’ I said. ‘They’re POZ.’ He had a momentary look of shock as the daddy oinked again and his boy announced, ‘I’m cumming! Breeding you good!’ Daddy nodded as he pressed forward and that cool metal ring teased my ass. My boy kissed me hard as daddy slipped inside my tight hole with nothing to lube me up but his leaking precum and our boys’ ass juices. Daddy didn’t stop until he was balls deep inside me, then he hammered away. I was lucky he was close to cumming or he really would have ruined my hole. The boy knelt beside daddy and slid his finger into my hole alongside that thick raw cock stretching me out as much as I’ve ever been. Daddy looked straight into my eyes and nodded, ‘Gonna breed you, slut, just like I bred your boy. Fuck yeah!’ With that, he picked up his speed and jackhammered my ass. I felt a soothing wetness and warmth as his cum seeped into my guts. He collapsed on top of me. Feeling his weight and furry chest grind into me was amazing. He slowly got softer until my tightness pushed him out of me. I went to the bathroom to clean up and daddy followed me saying he liked to watch his prey cleaning up to ensure they didn’t try to push out his seed. I didn’t, and he pointed to the meds on the counter. I said it was hot taking POZ cock even if it was medicated. He looked a little confused and then picked up one of the bottles. He took the cap off to show that the foil liner was in place, unopened. He then handed me the bottle and pointed to the date. I noted it was dated last year. He told me his boy convinced him to start treatment after infecting him… and that he’d convinced his boy to stay off them, just as he had. I got lightheaded as I realized that my and my boy had just taken unmedicated loads. I steadied myself and saw my boy in the doorway making out with daddy and the younger guy. He smiled at me and reached out to me, pulling me into the four-way kiss. My boy led us both back to the bed side by side and laid down on his belly, ass up, encouraging me to do the same. Daddy and his boy bred me and my boy at least two more times that night. We got daddy’s cell and promised to take their seed anytime they wanted to share it.
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I had met him on BBRTS a year earlier. He lived about two hours away, but there weren't many men where I lived, and his profile piqued my interest. It said he was 30, versatile, and it provided two photographs of a sexy dude with a nice cock in bed. HIV status: ask me. I contacted him with my bugchasing profile. He was interested, but said he didn’t know his status, adding that he preferred not to know so that he wasn't culpable of pozzing guys. We talked off and on for a few months trading fantasies. A re-occurring fantasy of his was that of fucking drunk college boys from the large school in his town and pozzing their asses with unmedicated cum. At the time I was mostly just fantasizing. I had taken an undetectable poz load once or twice a year earlier, and honestly wasn’t sure about this guy, but I knew I wasn’t going to drive two hours to find out if he was legit. And if he was poz and unmedicated, I wasn’t ready for that either. I lost track of him after about a while. A year later I spot him online again and by chance I would be driving near his town, so I contacted him. This time he didn’t hesitate to tell me he had recently been confirmed as POZ, and was still unmedicated. The last bloodwork had shown a viral load of 97,000. He mentioned he had been thinking of calling me, and so I found we ended-up talking about what he wanted to to do me. His voice was masculine and projected a cocky jock attitude. He told me to call him when I hit the road for my trip. A few weeks later, I was ready to drive. I called him after a few minutes on the road. He wanted to meet at a bookstore right off the highway. It wouldn’t add a minute to my trip. I was losing excuses to avoid his toxic load at the last minute, like on-the-fence chasers like me do sometimes. We talked for a few minutes then he said something that clinched it. He wanted to talk to me the entire way until I was at the bookstore, when I was 30 minutes away he would head towards it to meet. We perved for 30 minutes, my cock out and dripping precum as I drove. He wanted me inside a booth with a jock on ready to be pozzed. My heart pounded and I edged my cock as he told me about his latest escapades fucking his raw load into college boys. His favorite thing to do was fuck safe sex only bottoms. He bites the tip off of the condoms he uses, with his cock penetrating skin on skin while the ring and base of the condom remain in place. He relishes in the times the bottoms reach back to make sure there is a condom, feeling the latex ring and relaxing their holes to receive his death seed thinking they are safe from harm. I oozed precum as he told me of the many safe-sex boys to find themselves drunk, questioning if he came in their ass after being slammed full of his cock and cum. He assured them it was just extra lube he had used so his cock wouldn’t hurt them, and reminding them they saw and felt the condom. I was at the exit for the book store, so I telephoned him, saying I was pulling off the highway, and would be there shortly. He replied saying he was five minutes from the book store. We hung up as I parked. I was shaking with excitement as I tucked my cock into my waistband and went inside the metal building where I paid the admission fee and entered the video area. The video booth area was cleaner than any I had seen before. They looked brand new. There weren’t any gloryholes, and unfortunately, I was alone. I had asked him to be verbal so that others could know I was getting poz fucked. Maybe next time. I picked a booth and stripped my shirt and pants off, leaving me standing in a jock, athletic socks, and tennis shoes. He texted saying he was entering the store. The cracked booth door pulled open, he stepped in and closed it behind him. My dick was dripping precum all over the floor in a way it never had before. I dropped to my knees and pulled out his cock. It was about seven inches, decently thick, cut, with a big head. I licked his precum before deep-throating and working his cock. All the while complementing my skill at sucking his cock, he talked to me like the faggot slut I was, telling me I was going to submit to his toxic cock and get his AIDS strain I stood up and turned my hole towards his direction. I bent over and braced against the wall of the booth. He plunged his cock into my ass rough. His dirty talk was beautiful. Nonstop poz domination, telling me how I would succumb to and get sick from his unmedicated toxic poz seed. I ached for it and rocked my ass against him to take his cock deeper. He ground my ass like this for what seemed like 15 or 20 minutes, roughly handling my neg jock body, slamming me against the wall, tightening his hand around my neck as he made me beg for AIDS. He made me promise to stay off meds and pass it to college studs who will fall for my hot jock body, all while impaling me with his raw cock. He was ramping up to blowing his load of cum, and it was all I could to do hold my load in and wait for him to climax. I had been gripping my cock still the entire time, on the brink from the first penetration. As he grunted with the release of the first rope of toxic cum into my gut I pulled down on my cock, putting pressure on the skin on the head and shot all over the booth wall. His pace slowed and he continued to grind his cock in and out of my hole for another minute or so.. My post cum regret was quickly sinking in. Fucking idiot fag slut, taking unmedicated poz seed on purpose. This always happens. But this time was the shortest yet. I hurried out of the booth, but by the time I made it to my car I was hard. A minute after driving away I found myself texting him, making plans for my next seeding.
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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.
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Hampton Inn Clarion 7/22 and Hyatt South Side Pgh 7/23 to 7/26. Looking for raw fun. No PNP, and very open otherwise. Let's breed!
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