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I am off to see the wizard
The wonderful wizard of POZ
I hear he is a whiz of a Wiz
If ever a Wiz there was
If ever, oh ever, a Wiz there was
The wizard of POZ is one because
Because, because, because, because, because
Because of the wonderful things he does
I am off to see the wizard
The wonderful wizard of POZ!
Fuck what the hell was I doing or thinking? That perverted version of the movie song kept running through my head faster and faster. As I neared the alley location in my instructions, I started to fucking skip...just like Dorothy and the damned Scarecrow. Off to see the Wizard of POZ. No doubt, the weekends parTy was still making my thoughts perverted and filthy. But there were little moments when I wondered how the hell I got to this point.
As life long fag and bareback bottom I enjoyed getting fucked hard and in any manner that pleased whatever sadistic top was using my hole. Even though I never used protection of any type, after 30 years of raw ass sex I was still negative. I even chased somewhat and I had my ass filled with POZ cum on a number of occasions but never got knocked up. I never hesitated to share points with my cadre of meth whores and fuck buddy addicts. But now, as if driven by some unknown force, I was spun as all fuck and skipping my fag ass to see the Wizard of POZ.
Almost suddenly I was at the location on the tiny slip of paper. Not an address, just a description. Back alley in downtown Asheville. Steel staircase to the upper two floors of an old building. A popular tapas restaurant operated in the front area of the lowest level. It was the current "in spot" for the gentry and trust fund hippies of Asheville. I ate there once, had a gift card from a client and took a lesbian couple there for night out. It was a fun night, ate a good meal, went to a queer piano bar, then let the girls watch me get ass fucked by a BBC fuck buddy. Of course, all of that was facilitated by gentle Tina clouds. Now, I was behind the building, damn near tweaking and wondering what I was in for.
The telltale sign I was in the right spot was a Biohazard graffiti sign sprayed on the said of the building. Well, motherfucking big shot bug chaser.....you got your ass here...now go the fuck up the stairs was my next internalized message. I was going to see the fucking WIZARD OF POZ. Gonna see the wonderful fucking life changing things he does. Gonna see if he is a real fucking Wizard and if he is indeed a fucking Whiz of a Wiz. I laughed out loud as I thought of that. Dude better be a whiz of a wizard 'cause all the tainted cum and shared points had not knocked me up. Fuck, what the hell could this whiz of a Wiz have to offer a spun up faggot wanting the bug.
FROZEN. DAMN FROZEN. I got my ass this far, but was frozen stiff and unable to get to the first step. Was all the thought of getting my ass POZZED up just a fantasy like so many other fakes and flakes have? Did I have no balls? Was I just a pretend chaser after all? I stood there, shivering in the light rain of the darkening afternoon. I had worn a bit of a slutty outfit, shorts a bit too tight, a white wife beater and a trucker cap with a rooster and a lollipop (cock sucker) on it. I kept beating myself up about being a fake when I heard the second floor door open and a cute chick with orange hair and nice tits came down the stairs. She looked me straight in the eyes and said "you know you want it fag" and walked away. What the hell, I thought how the shit did that little bitch know what I was thinking. My instructions said third floor and she came down from the second floor. Just as I was contemplating that, she drove past in a beat up VW convertible. She slowed, rolled the window down and shouted, faggot go ahead see the Wizard and got your ass POZZED up like a true faggot. The she flipped me the fucking bird and said, " I guess you are just another big talking fake fag". The Wizard needs to just send you home with your little dick tucked between your legs was her final words.
Fucking bitch, I thought...FuCKING no CUNT gonna talk to me like that. With that, I bounded up the first flight of stairs. I paused at the door she had come out of and considered pissing on it but refrained. But another round of cussing that little cunt gave me motivation to hit the next flight of stairs. I was at my destination. More graffiti painted on the door. A very sloppy biohazard and the letters W O P......fuck my fag ass had indeed gone to see the wizard of POZ. As instructed. I rang the door bell two short rings, two long rings and one more short ring. I waited and nothing. Waited so more. Had the bitch called and told the Wizard I was a fake and a pussy? Was this all a set up? I was raining a bit harder and I was getting wet and pissed off. My cloudy thoughts did not provide much guidance and my near tweaking was starting to move to full tweaker status. Then two loud buzzes, what my note told me to expect as the door unlocked. I tried the knob and it opened, easily and almost by surprise. I was at the emerald city and about to see the Wizard or so I thought.
I walked in and the door closed behind me. Two more buzzes. Fuck, I tried the knob and it would not open the door. Locked in. Shit was starting to freak me the fuck out. Spun up, tweaking and freaking, shivering from being cold and wet, my eyes took some time to adjust to the darkish room. Carpet was threadbare and filthy. A couple ratty stuffed chairs were on one side of the small space. Some poorly drawn pictures of clowns having ass sex were on one wall. The other wall had two doors and a large sign that said "NO TALKING". The an electronic voice instructed me to strip and put my clothes on one of the chairs. Nothing else, just strip and put my clothes on the chair. What the fuck, I came this far and besides, I could not think of anything else to do so I stripped off my shirt and short and deposited them on the chair. I was just standing there in my jock strap and waiting. The voice said FUCKING FAG WHEN YOU ARE GIVEN AN ORDER OBEY. My drug addled mind took a bit to realize the jock had to go too. Soon it was in the small pile on the chair and I was totally nude. Waiting and wondering.
Then, after 10 minutes or so, one of the doors opened part way. I could not see anything but was reluctant to move. Suddenly a figure in a white dress/cloak or something came through the door and picked up my clothes. Fuck, it was someone I knew. Angel (never knew his real name) was a regular at the 6 stall video arcade just east of Asheville. Always dressed in some kinda see through white top, he never spoke a word, but he had a huge cock and would fuck anyone who offers him an ass. Other guys said he was POZ but nobody knew who he really was. But he had reamed me well on a good number of visits, usually on a Sunday at opening time.
I spoke to him. Man. I said, what is gonna happen here? That was all I said. He pointed to the no talking sign, then without warning, hauled off and bitch slapped my hard enough I nearly went to my knees. When I kinda got stabilized, wham another, then another. Then with no warning whatsoever, he kneed me in the groin and put me on the floor. Without a word, he picked up my clothes, left me rolling on the floor in pain and went back through the door closing it behind me.
That is two strikes faggot, the electronic voice stated just as I was able to get back to my feet. The Wizard demands you obey or there will be consequences beyond your imagination that infuriating voice continued. Serious Consequences if you fuck up one more time it finished. I started to say "yes sir" but caught myself and just stood there spun nude, hurting and humiliated. All I could think was that this was not the fun fuck and get knocked up I was expecting. I realized I was in over my head and likely could do little about it.
The second door suddenly opened wide. It opened to a dark space and I could not see anything inside the room. But a female human voice beckoned me to enter that space. I did as commanded and entered. The door closed and I heard electronic locks. I sensed other bodies in the room but could not make out anything. I could just make out muffled breathing. Then the female voice told me to put my hands behind my back. I did as told and was quickly hand cuffed. Then using just a butane lighter for light, the orange haired chick from the second floor stood before me, total nude. She had large nipple piercings and was highly tattooed. She was also wearing a dildo harness with a huge black dildo in it. She held the torch near that huge dong and said, your first task is to take this cock for the next 3 hours. My 3 associates and I will take turns ramming this into your faggot hole. If you don't pass out, maybe you will get one step closer to the wizard. If you do pass out, you will wake up surprises. Got that FAG?, she nearly purred into my ear. She put a metal collar around my neck and locked it. Another nude chick came over and took the key and swallowed it. The second chick said" you are gonna have to find this in my shit at some point." The orange haired girl pulled on the leash and off we went to another dark room. A couple candles were lit and I could see a stockade. Quickly and without a word they had be fully restrained. Equally quickly and without a word or lube, that sadistic chick walked behind me and shoved that huge dildo into my ass, pulled it fully out and rammed it back in to the hilt and stopped. Again she purred, ahh, you are an ass fucking faggot. Maybe you will end up getting this tight ass knocked up.....then laughed as she said, but not before we loosen you up for good. With that she started hammering my hole with all she had. I screamed and she stopped. One of the other girls walked up and started flogging my back with her flog. She had a low growly voice and said "stop screaming or you are gonna learn what pain is really like bitch. She added, if you are such a big bug chaser, then you need to prove your ass can take it. With that, the orange haired cunt resumed punishing my hole. On and on she went. I could hear a torch and figured they were doing clouds, and was starting to jones for some. But nothing offered. My ass hurt and hurt bad. I could feel it stretched out, like I had been fisted hard. After a bit, she commented to the other girls, he is loosening up some, better get the big one ready.
I don't really know how long they went out it. The girls traded off. These second one was the growly voice girl and she actually was not as rough, but she did keep a steady pace. When she was replaced by the next chick, they had indeed gotten the big one. This girl was tall and slender but with huge banana tits. She dug her nails in my back as she walked to a place where I could see her and see what punishment my was was about to receive. One of the other girls came to her and started sucking her tits. I felt a hand on my cock and balls. Prove you are a faggot now boy, orange hair said. Lets see if your little boy dicky stays soft while my friends pleasure each other. Banana tits then hit her knees and started liking the other girls twat, while feeling those huge tits of her own. I felt a bit of a shudder in my cock and tried to avoid going hard. But orange hair noticed and stopped the show. All she said was make it hurt and hurt a lot. Banana tits got up and promptly split my ass wide open with that huge dildo. I am not sure I had ever had anything that large in my ass. It took her some effort to ram it all the way home but she did. I screamed in real and unadulterated pain. "Gag him" orange hair said and a ball gage was roughly put in place to stifle any more noice from me.
Then a few lights went on. As I looked up I saw a huge black cock just feet away from my face. Orange hair and the girl who swallowed the key were soon rubbing on the muscle daddy attached to that huge hunk of dark meat. Orange hair said, I am gonna show you how real people fuck.......not ass fuck like you pussy fags do. If you were a real man you could have my cunt and the cunt of these other girls. But since you like dick in the ass, all you can do is watch. A dirty mattress was drug near the point the black dude was standing and orange hair laid down and ordered the black cock into her pussy. With her legs in the air, that stud pumped her pussy hard and she kept telling him to fuck her harder and harder. Finally they both shuddered in orgasm. She stood up, walked to me and shoved her cum filled cunt in my face. I had finally somewhat adjusted to the huge dildo probing my own ass, but was still in pain.\
Orange hair was back to purring again. See if you were not such a worthless fag, not would be your cum in my cunt, instead, you have a bloody asshole. She paused then walked behind me. She said, good work bitch, you gave this piece of shit homo a true rosebud. My stud got his nut in me while you wrecked the fags ass. Just the way it should be. What the fuck, a rosebud, wrecked ass. I wanted to get knocked up, not ruined. The key swallowing chick unlocked my left and and told me to feel my ass. The growly girl pull up so I could indeed feel a gape like never before and yes what I could only surmise was a rosebud as they had fucked the guts out of me. A quick flash and soon I was looking a phone photo of my newly modified ass. Well, orange hair said, at least if the Wizard chooses that you are not worthy of pozzing, your ass will be a sign to every other fucking queer that you are a worthless pieces of shit. Won't even be tight enough to get a top fag off. Way to go faggot....aren't you glad you went up those steps?
With that the lights went out and they all left the room. Ass screaming in pain, ball gag in place and locked in the stockage and my own meth rush worn away, I realized I was in deep shit.
All I could think of was that fucked up song. More misery to add to my ass and my need of a huge slam. Fucking Wizard
I am off to see the wizard
The wonderful wizard of POZ
I hear he is a whiz of a Wiz
If ever a Wiz there was
Probably some old straight dude doing this just to record or watch and play with himself. Find a fag, abuse it and kick it to the curb. But get a big nut off doing so fuck the Wizard. Fuck getting POZ, all I wanted was to go home and tend to my newly ruined asshole. FUCK FUCK FUCK......damned Tina had lead me many places, but now I had gone one place too far.
I stepped out of my office and checked the list for tonight, it was Friday one of my busiest times of the week ready for the weekend and the events have all been set up. At 26 years old I would have never imagined owning a business like I do but it has been very lucrative as of yet. My name is Samuel at 26 I am 6'4 black hair 235 lb of muscle thanks to my many visits to the gym and also thanks to my Nordic heritage I have black hair and blue eyes my hair is long enough that I'm able to wear a ponytail and I usually have it up for times like this.
My business is I own a gay campground that's adheres to many a gay man's wishes, it has been pretty popular in the four years I've owned it with many nights and days of hot sexy gay men coming by to release their innermost desires. There are many stations all over the campground as well as a deep dense forest for many cruising moments. Tonight's event was the foam party as well as the new initiations to the club.
What some now and some don't know is there a special section in the campground reserved only for poz men and those looking to be converted. That was the after event specials for those looking for it. The only way to gain entry is if another HIV positive member brings you along or if you make a reservation for that on the website and signing the disclosure agreements. I looked at the list of reservations for the poz event and was happy to see how many names signed up that I recognized and had a bunch of newcomers.
The special for the newcomers who sign up for the HIV poz event and those who bring them have their fees waived for entry as long as they themselves bring proof that they are hiv-positive mostly a test showing of their HIV positive status and same goes with the negative guys. Another thing with the newcomers is that those who come in for the HIV positive event get to stay a full week at my campground to help groom them and make sure that they convert all expenses paid. I have been able to make a lot of money off these events so I'm able to accommodate for their long-term stay and it's always a pleasure to help keep them around to make sure the bug takes.
It was now around 8:00 it was picking up greatly everyone was excited to get to the foam party but before that everyone was just enjoying themselves in the pools clubs cruising areas and just all around enjoying some awesome sex. I have cameras set up all over the campground and went to my office to look at the feeds and join all the new and returning flesh on flesh action. The foam party started in 2 hours so I decided to go out and mingle with some of my guests. I put on my full leather gear with my harness chaps boots and cap as well as swapping out my nipple rings for the bigger ones that I always wear to events.
I never wore underwear while wearing my chat so that way my nine inch cock would always be on display with my thick PA showing below my bright red biohazard tattoo and my heavy balls underneath. Another part of me being the owner that I love the most is taking apart and all the sex around me with most not knowing I'm the owner but I could never pass off the opportunity to pass along my strain to any and all around me.
On my way to the club I nodded the DJ into my bartenders because they were the only ones that knew I was the owner and made my way to the dance floor with all the other jocks twinks daddies otters and bears that littered the dance floor and started grinding up on the nearest one I could grab. The twink I grabbed started grinding on me hard while making out with me grabbing my cock and stroking it making me leak like a faucet which always happens. When I reached my full hardness in his hand he gasped at his length and girth and turned around to start pushing his tight hairless hole onto my rod.
My pre-cum was enough to start graciously lubing his hole as he pushed further on to my cock and gasped as the head slipped past his ring and went further down. He slipped down further and further pausing to make it easier to accommodate my thick tool and it didn't take long until he bottomed out feeling my balls against his ass. His body was covered in a sheen of sweat as he picked up speed fucking himself on my tool but he was going to slow for me so I grabbed the back of his harness and started pile driving my cock into his hole feeling it's warm velvet open to accept what he really wanted.
Going at the speed for twink long and cried in both pain and pleasure not wanting each moment to end begging me to make him his bitch and fill him to the brim with my creamy load. I gave him his wish and pounded him harder and faster growling in his ear for him to take my dick and he was about to get my gift he was wishing for. With one final thrust I buried my cock in at the hilt and yelled for him to take my poz cum loud enough for anyone around watching to hear that this Twink was getting bred by a poz stud.
When the Twink finally caught his breath as he slipped off my cock with a pop I could see some of my load leak down his puffy red anus and he turned to me and asked if I was really was poz or was I kidding? I said to him I have been HIV poz for 7 years and never on any meds with making my viral load over 2 million so I'm highly toxic. I can see if the look of panic in his eyes as he soaked it in and started to cry a bit I asked him if he was okay he said that he was only 18 was afraid of being HIV positive. I seeked to calm him and took him to my office help calm him down and to accept what most likely is going to happen to him now.
Once in my office I gave him a glass of water which he greatly accepted and sat with him holding him until he stopped sobbing. I told him that it's not a total death sentence of being HIV positive but for him to now look at it as a release that he would never have to worry about having sex the condom and could enjoy the freedom of pure bareback sex with no limitations. He seemed to calm down with hearing that and I could tell he was still turned on because he had a hard-on in his Andrew Christian Jock underwear and while he was calming down I started to slide my finger to his wet hole finger my load in more and more scratching him a little bit to make sure my gift took.
He seem to enjoy it and before long we were both fully naked with me in his ass again fucking him like crazy and depositing a second high viral load up his ass. Once we were done with the second round I explained to him that I was the owner of this campground and because he was the first to get my load tonight he was invited to go to the HIV event tonight after the foam party and other events were over and I offered him the week stay with no charge and he gladly accepted it as he now gladly accepted his fate as my poz pup.
I gave him my cell phone number and told him to go out and enjoy the rest of the events and text me whenever he got close to the time of the poz event so that way he could start making his way to it. He smiled at me and gave me a deep kiss telling me thank you for opening me up to this new experience and that he was looking forward to more times like this and to help pass along the gift I gave him.
With that we both put on our clothes again and I carried him on my shoulders back out into the parties and got a rousing cheer and applause from all the other men around when they saw us walking back into the club, the DJ announced that it was 30 minutes till the foam party and that anyone joining in to make their way to the designated area with their tickets of entry and to be ready for a wild night.
Thank you for reading this please let me know what you think and stay tuned for the next part
This is a 4 part story. It's a sequel to "Sold To My Teacher", so it would be good if you read that first.
It was late at night and I hadn't gotten a slut to suck my cock at that damn party, so I decided to go home. Since I started living alone, I had fucked a woman a day in the apartment, but today was not my lucky day. I was already totally drunk, so they weren't very interested.
I left the club around four in the morning and walked to a taxi stand. My fucking cell phone was dead, so I couldn't order an Uber. There was a taxi stand a few blocks away, so the walk would be good to sober up a little bit.
I was almost there when I decided to cut my way down a dark street. The place looked empty, so there was no danger in passing that way. Besides, I'm a six-foot-tall guy, no one usually messes with me. At least that's what I thought.
I was halfway down the street when that white van appeared out of nowhere and skidded to a stop beside me. The men who descended from it were wearing masks and they had guns. Holly fuck.
"Put up your hands and walk backwards to the wall!" one of them yelled.
"Please don't hurt me", I asked. “You can take my cell phone and my money; I don't have anything else.”
"Hurry up, do as he say", shouted another man.
There were four of them and they were armed while I was alone and about to piss my pants. I did as he asked and walked towards the wall of a shed with my eyes closed. There were no houses on the street, just businesses that were empty at this hour. There was no one to help me there.
I had only taken a few steps when one of the men grabbed me from behind. He squeezed my arms tightly and pressed his body to mine. Something was poking my ass, but I didn't know if it was a gun or if he was horny. I opened my eyes, but all I saw was a rag coming towards my nose. I tried to resist, but there was some strange substance in it. My body lost its senses until I finally lost consciousness completely.
I woke up with a huge headache. It was dark, but it took me a while to realize I was blindfolded. Someone held a reeking pot under my nose.
"Wake up, Sleeping Beauty", the man said.
A few laughs echoed through the room and I could see that it wasn't just the four men from the van there. I tried to ask where I was, but my tongue was rough, too dry, so my voice sounded weird.
"Easy, easy," said the man closest to me. “In a little while you'll understand everything, so calm down.”
I tried to get up, but it felt like I had my fists and legs trapped somehow. When I moved, the whole world swayed, as if I were in a hammock. It made my head hurt even more and a sick feeling washed over me.
"I think he's ready now", said another man, whom I recognized as one of those in the van because of his voice.
The man closest to me pulled away, making wind towards me with his quick movement. The air that hit my body showed that I was completely naked, just the way I came into this world. My legs were lifted high and, by the swing, I was strapped into a sling.
Shit, those guys were going to rape me.
Irving was a 56 year old man who was a chub. Who was also positive. He was not exactly eye candy. He was overweight, buck teeth and thinning red hair. Adam, was the love of Irving's life. Adam was 23, a muscular jock, with a 8 inch dick and a flat ass that Irving always fucked with a condom. He didn’t want Adam to become poz.
Adam loved Irving, but was getting bored. Adam wanted more. As faith would have it, Adam met Kyle, a 24 year old man. A swimmers build, red hair, smooth body. A 7inch cock.
Adam and Kyle almost immediately started having an affair. Kyle would tear Adam’s tight hole a part. Pumping him with his load. “Next time we fuck at your place.” Kyle said to Adam.
Once Adam knew for sure that Irving was going to be out, he and Kyle were having sex all over the house. While Fucking in Irving’s study on top of his antique coffee table. I ring walked in on them. “Irving, I can explain.” “Explain what an ungrateful little slut you are?” Kyle, quickly got out and left. “I see you do like it raw.” Adam was no match for Irving, who weight over 256 pounds. Irving slammed Adam down.pulled down his pants, didn’t even use lube. Using Kyle’s cum. He went into the young man’s ass, and started fucking Adam. “Remember, your ass belongs to me.” “Since I stopped taking my meds,” I have a high t-cell count.” “Please, no Irving.” The young man pleaded. Irving kept going in and out. Until, he grunted and clasped on Adam’s back who had tears streaming down his face.
”From now on I fuck you raw.””you understand me, slut?” Adam whispered weakly. “yessir.”