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A cheating fetish. I couldn't help this side of me. It wasn't me that cheated. I'd long since realized in my early 20s that I was never going to be the relationship type. Nothing got me hotter, harder, or hornier than making a guy cheat. Watching his eyes while he begged for me with his stupid boyfriend, husband, or whatever they call it was back home.

I'm 38 years old 6'1 198 17% body fat. I'm the DILF at the gym you can't help eyeing. I wear muscle shirts to show off and i make the boys blush, gay or straight. Black hair crew cut full trim beard. Hairy legs some hairy chest, all masc, all man. But my real pride and joy. The thing that makes the boys go weak at the knees. I have a 9.2 in dick that is 6.1 inches in circumference uncut thick dripping dick. i love letting my fat monster cock just hang and work weeks on training cheating boys to worship and become addicted to it till the relationships they go back to and the relationships they have after the inevitable breakup will never compare.

When I was 28 years old I tested positive for HIV. This opened my eyes to the world of domination:  bringing cheating boys home now was not just home wrecking, it was a life changing experience that would follow each guy as a constant reminder that he had betrayed common sense, that he had submitted to me and virus.  He was essentially nothing more than a begging cums slut who's nature controlled his destiny.

For me, it wasn't just sex. It was a sadistic communion. Every secret meeting. The build up to the eventual fuck.  and finally the night of repeated breeding till they had no doubt in their mind that when they limped away the late hours of the next day they were carrying the virus home with them forever. 

Ram and Joseph

I found Ram and Joseph in the most benign place you could meet a young gay couple.  Facebook.  With the lists of boys who added me from the gym and next towns over asking for workout advice and sometimes more, these two sexy Latin boys appeared in the people you may know. It was Joseph's profile picture that attracted me. The two boys  sitting side by side on the beach smiling. I added him, and then found Ram tag and added him as well. The boys were so perfect together.  Joseph was 24 years old. 5'6. 160 lbs. He was a cute little smooth Latin stud. light tan skin. full lips. light brown hair.

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Ram was 28, very studly, 5'10 175 or so. Not as fit as his twinkish boyfriend but still  so goddamn devourable, and my sights were set on him.  I wanted to watch his eyes roll back in his skull as I filled him with poz cum. 

 

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It turned out that Ram worked at the local mall and I suddenly discovered the need for some new clothing, so the very next day I dropped by the mall and took time eyeing the store from afar until I saw him, dressed smartly, wearing a cute hat and form fitting jeans.  Now was time for the approach.  Waiting to see him bent over a pile of clothes when I stood close behind him.  "Can I get some help" I said slightly louder than necessary enjoying watching Ram jump. 

"Oh, hey man I'm sorry I didn't see you there." He couldn't help but look me over. the gay boy in him, that cock hunger that is in all gay boys like Ram and Joseph flickering behind his eyes. "Let me get someone to help you. " He said trying to regain some managerial composure. 

"No" I said bluntly. 

"No?"

"Look I seen the kids you got working for you, they're great i'm sure. But you're the manager and you look like you actually have some style." He smiled sheepishly, even pathetically, at my half assed compliment.  "Show me around," I proposed. 

"Sure man...sir." He said trying to regain his professionalism and overcome the obvious interest. "Honestly you already look like you are pretty good, but we'll see what we can get."

He walked me around the store and I took my time trying on different things. and we got to talking. He was only the assistant manager (boring). He'd been trying to level up (boring). He was trying to go back to school (boring). He had plans for himself and his boyfriend (ding!)

"You're gay?" I asked innocently

"Yeah, but you knew that," he remarked, adding "you added us on facebook."

"You recognized me?" I smiled to myself

"A hot guy adds my boyfriend.  Yeah, I'll pay attention," he replied.

We were already near the dressing room and the moment was too opportune to pass up. I removed my shirt just before walking in. with the door still open I turned around and asked "So, you like what you see?"

His eyes flickered up and down and his mouth hung just slightly open. He smiled, looked away and returned to look me up and down, finally responding "Cocky much?"

"Only if the audience approves" I responded.  He remained quiet for much of the rest of my visit trying to busy himself with other customers. I bought several things and left.

Two weeks later, I returned to return some of my rusefully purchased merchandise, but during those two weeks I decided to go on a ripping season for my workout posting plenty of progress photos. Ram started testing the limits likeing, then adding playful comments, then finally he messaged me asking Can you offer me workout tips?

I smiled when the message came in and replied What did you want to know?

How in the hell can I look like you?

Long and hard work son. You willing to put in the time?

hahahaha! Yes sir ;)

Good boy. I'll drop by the store. I need to return a few things, I can bring you some stuff to help. 

I returned the items. Dropped off some supplements, we chatted about the gym and, if he ever wanted it, I offered some personal training at my home gym.  Ram practically jumped at the idea, but there was hesitation in the back of his mind that revealed itself when he finally remarked "I love Joseph." 

"Your point?"

"I just don't want there to be any confusion. I'm just trying to look better for him," he replied.  

I smiled and wrapped my arm around him saying "Rambo, stop worrying we're gonna have fun." And inside my jeans my dick jumped and drooled thinking of Ram's ass slowly opening up  and begging for my raw load. 

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Ram's Training Begins. 

After chatting and flirting and chatting somemore. I convinced Ram that he'd eventually need personal training session. By now, Joseph new well of me and the three of us had chatted online but i kept my focus on Ram. I ignored Joseph which I new was bothering him as I paid more attention to Ram.

On two occasions, Ram mentioned that they had had discussions about me and how we flirted, but I would also give Joseph just a little attention so Ram could use that as leverage in those fights. Ram knew quite well that our flirting was getting heavy.  He would send me progress pics of himself and i'd make comments that would get his faithful boner hard and he'd have to ask me to stop. To which I apologized and then wouldn't speak to him for a few days, even if he wanted me to.

It was a long game  but the goal  of making him want to cheat. beg to cheat and even more beg to be pozzed repeatedly was well worth it. I learned that both Ram and Joseph were very much vers, and worked my way to the point that Ram felt comfortable talking about sex.  we joked about dick size and how Joseph was more of a bottom than Ram and even a bit of a size queen. Ram was more causal but happy to have pride in his thick 7.5 incher. When I had told him about the size of my cock he couldn't help but exlaim during one of our late night chatting sessions.

9.2x6.1?! how the hell do you know that specifically?!

boys like to measure. i guess it makes them feel accomplished  I mused. here take a look > :)

 

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Holy fucking shit don't send me stuff like that! Ram typed hysterically i could only imagine

It's just a dick

If joseph saw that he's gonna get pissed.

haha, you boys need to chill i'm not gonna fuck either one of you 

you know you want to

You boys are cute, but i'm poz. 

There was a long pause. several times the ellipses lit up showing he was trying to think of what to say. 

Man...I'm sorry?

For what? I'm proud to be.

Really???

Its a rush to know you're completely free. You don't have to worry about it anymore, and also when you find a guy who knows and wants you too. the rush of raw fucking is even more amazing. 

Wow... you fuck raw?!

Yes of course I have meds so its "safe" unless I get off of them. I only fuck raw.

That's kind of scary man...

Its the hottest sex ever Rambo

We never fuck raw...well thats a lie, lol sometimes we do but...

You love it raw, don't you boy?

hahaha yeah i do...

Slowly I planted the seed in his brain that raw seed was what he needed and wanted. Then after more chatting and talking one night he texted me. 

Hey! big guy! what you doing?

Nothing much boi, just here at home. 

cool...have you worked out already?

not yet, was going to soon. 

cool...I was wondering if i could get that personal training session we talked about...

Of course boy, you know I'll give you a good workout anytime

haha don't say it like that grrrrr. lol

Is joseph going to be joining us, so I know how much water and weights to set up. 

No...hes out of town with family for the weekend. that cool?

of course rambo. 

He must of raced over or already have been near my place because he arrived within about five minutes. He was decked out in good looking under armor and I suspected he was also wearing some cologne. I opened the door wearing only workout shorts and good jockstrap.

"I'll never get use to your body, man," he said as I led him to the garage gym. 

"You better.  You're gonna be seeing a lot of it today."

We laughed we joked we worked out. but the sexual tension was building and I loved it. I could feel with every rep I spotted him for the urge to touch the want to put his mouth on me.  Creating the chemistry was just part of that fun building him up until he finally caved.  We finished up and he laid down on one of the benches. I looked at him and rubbed his chest just once, saying "I'm fucking horny, Rambo."

He laughed, then stopped and became serious.  "You serious?"

In reply I stripped off my shorts and tweaked my nipple.  My cock began to grow until it was protruding out of my jock strap. His jaw dropped, so I pushed the envelope a step further saying "I'm gonna go inside and jackoff.  You know the way out?"

"Y-y-yeah...."

"Cool, unless you wanna JO too...."

" I should go...."

"All right man, great workout," as I walked over and offered a fist bump. When he raised his hands he revealed his own tent in those under armor shorts.  He blushed looking from me to my cock to his cock and back.  "Jack off with me bro," I urged.

"Man...I don't think I should."

"Don't worry about it, we won't be gay about it, we already are," I laughed, adding "I won't touch yours if you don't touch mine.  The porn's inside."

Ram smiled and nodded and followed me inside.  I played some raw porn of some hot jock getting fucked and bred by some older daddy.   Ram dropped his shorts and sported a respectable thickish seven and a half inch cock, but it was nothing against my niner.  

We jacked and every so often Ram would look at me as I milked the precum from my dick. 

"Fuck," he finally muttered as he gave up watching the porn and focused on watching me.  I squeezed a big glob of dirty precum and covered my uncut cock with it, and looked at him smiled.  He returned my smile and tried to go back to the porn, but within a few seconds was again fixated on me.  I let go of my dick and looked directly at Ram, suggesting "Go ahead, give it a tug."

He smiled and shook his head looking down at himself. 

"You know you want to, boy. Give it a tug."

He looked into my eyes and i could feel the hunger in him as he reached-over with his right hand and began to jack me.

"Fuck..." he moaned a little while I guided his hand. 

"Fuck yeah, boy," was my response. He started to jack my cock with two hands. "Fuck yeah boy milk that dick."  With that he again looked at my body, up and down, and then returned to the handjob he was giving me, quickening his speed.  Again I tortured him, by murmuring "Fuck yeah, Ram, milk my dick."  He continued milking my dick as his breath became increasingly uneven, all the while biting his lip.  Then I saw it:  he opened his mouth and was about to put the head in when i grabbed his head and stopped him. "Don't do that."

"Why not?"

"I'm poz Rambo."

"I thought you said it was safe."  He was suddenly thinking about what he was doing. 

"I ran out of meds."  In actuality I had plenty of meds, but rather had deliberately stopped taking them a week earlier.   "Don't suck it."  He looked genuinely disappointed and slightly nervous. "I want to blow my load on your chest.  Don't stop."

With that Ram smiled and continued to jack me off. "Fuck yeah boy, I'm close.  You want this load?"

"Fuck yeah, man!"

"You want me to blow this load all over you?"

"Fuck yeah!"

"Poz fucking load boy. You want me to spray this dirty fuck load on you?"

He paused and bit his lip.  I grabbed my cock out of his hands and started to jack it. 

"Do you want this fucking poz load on your chest, boy?"

He nodded, closed his eyes, and answered "Yes."

I blew string after string of thick dirty poz cum, caking his smooth stud chest, rubbing the last drops on his neck and down his chest.  When I stepped back he lubed his cock with my cum, and jerked himself until he blew his load. 

We showered one after the other and got dressed and then I walked him to my door.

"Fuck man, that was crazy hot," he said, still mildly breathless with what happened.

"Nothing happened man.  Just two guys jacking it."

He thought about it and I could tell a part of him agreed.

"Your cock is fucking monstrous."

"Glad you liked it. If you want come over tomorrow we can have a rematch after another workout."

He smiled and nodded. And he did come back again on both Saturday and Sunday, each time letting me blow my poz load on his body.  His hunger grew.

Joseph came back and Ram said he would continue working out with me, and for a week he did. And on  each of the four times, he couldn't wait to let me cover him in poz cum.  After six days of working out together, and being covered with poz cum, all the while I withheld taking meds, now for two or so weeks, I knew it was time to take things to the next level. 

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Time to ram it home.

After several repeated sessions of coating Ram's chest, abs and even neck with my raw unmedicated poz cum, it was again time push his limits.  When he asked to come over the workout, I told him I already had. The next day he asked again and this time I told him I was busy and would have to skip out.  After a third rejection, he was getting antsy and asked "Did I do something wrong?"

"Why would you think that?"

"You haven't worked out with me for a while."

"Rambo, it's been three days.  Hardly 'a while'.

"Yeah, you're right, I'm ...I'm just checking."

"No, you're just horny for my dick, aren't you?"

"Yeah, well, I can't lie.  It's definitely fun."

"You like me covering you in poz cum, right?"

"It's fucking hot, man.  You and your cock are amazing."

"Come over tonight."

"I can't.  Joseph is here."

"Make an excuse.  I've been dying to lick that pretty ass of yours."

"Fuck, okay.  I'll be there."

The cheating mode was already in him:  the need to go even further.  Tonight was going to be the night I had my way with him - completely.  The hours rolled around, and 1:00 AM arrived faster than I expected - and as it did, Ram appeared at my door, clearly nervous.

"How'd you get out?"

"I waited till he fell asleep.  He's kinda a heavy sleeper," he replied, adding "but I probably can't stay long."

"Then what are your pants still doing on?" I asked as I pulled him into my arms, pushing my tongue behind his lips.  He let out an almost girlish moan.  I grabbed the small of his back and with my free hand explored his pants, only to discover Ram wasn't wearing underwear.  His determination to cheat made me instantly hard so I kissed him harder, practically tongue-fucking his throat.  He continued to moan while my mouth covered his and he dropped his pants and kicked them away.  My finger sought-out his lightly fuzzed crack and rubbed his tight stud hole.  "You want daddy to eat this hole boy?" I asked finally coming up for air.

"Fuck yeah"  he replied, mesmerized by the prospects.

"Fuck yes daddy." I repeated

"Fuck yes daddy" he said twice more while I growled and rewarded him with another deep kiss and he moaned into my mouth.

"Get on the fucking couch boy and show Daddy your stud hole."

He practically jumped on the couch on his knees wrapping his  arms on the head rest and pushing his ass back. I took a moment to enjoy the view

 

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Then I dove in, grabbing each of his tight stud ass cheeks, pulling them apart to reveal that lightly furry hole.  I ran my tongue from bottom to top around and repeat.

"OHHHHHHFUUUUUCKKK," Ram moaned.

I licked then sucked then chewed then licked again in rhythm, over and over, playing Ram like the instrument he was, using his moans and whimpers and words to create a masterpiece of sound that was his slow descend into betrayal  - and soon after every inch of my deathly poz cock.

I continued to suck chew and lick and slowly pull back on his hips until finally I was carrying him by his hips tongue fucking his tight hole, still so tight from lack of use, (stupid Joseph for not paying more attention  to the fuckhole), leaving Ram face to face with my swinging dick while he did a handstand on the couch. Then I felt it:  his warm mouth wrapped itself around the head of my dripping poz cock.  He moaned as he sucked on the dirty precum, even knowing full well  the danger, knowing full well that he was betraying the boy he loved.  Not, of course, knowing my viral load was much higher than it would generally be after a two week lapse in meds.

We 69'd for a few more minutes until I let him down and escorted him to the bed room.  He jumped on all fours on the bed as I fed him my dripping cock, watching him choke until I pressed a small bottle of poppers under his nose and ordered him to sniff.  I could feet the high run through his body as the warm of this mouth increased and he slobbered ever so much more.  I let my hands run over his back, and slid a single finger into his wet hole.  Slowly but steadily his hole opened, up, so I pressed him to take a few more hits of poppers, and sure enough his hole was then able to accommodate not one, but three fingers fucking his hole

Pulling him up from his knees I embraced him and kissed him roughly.  Then I rolled him on his back while biting his chest abs shoulders nipples all the while spitting on my rock hard nine incher, rubbing it on Ram's hole, murmuring "I want you so bad, Rambo."

"I want you too."

"I want to fuck you so good."

"Fuck...."

"I want to make you moan."

"Yeah...."

"I want to feel you cum with my dick all inside you."

"Fuck, Daddy."

"Fuck yeah.  Daddy wants to fuck his boy."

"Fuck, Daddy."

"You want Daddy to fuck you, boy?"

"Fuck, yeah, " he replied, his eyes locked on mine, even as he knew his next decision would be a milestone.

 I kissed him hard and deep, and urged him "Let Daddy fuck his boy good."

"Fuck yes, Daddy."

"Say it."

"Fuck me, Daddy."

"Say it, boy!"

"FUCK ME DADDY!"

I rubbed my hard precum covered cock over his hole and started to apply pressure.  Ram went rigid and I bit him and licked his neck and body rubbing his back while my slimy death stick pressed in on him.  He squirmed and growled and exclaimed in pain, but I continued applying pressure, and finally my cock head popped into his hole.  His entire body arched and spasmed, but I held tight, sliding in inch by inch, diving ever deeper into his body.  Ram looked up, his eyes and mouth wide open, staring at me, staring at the ceiling, willing me to tear into him.  He tried to yell, but could only manage a high pitched grunt, and then his head would fly back and then he began shaking from side to side. Thrashing slightly until finally my balls rested on the curve of his ass, my full poz filled cock buried in him.  He looked at me, pulled me close and kissed me and I returned the kiss with equal ardor.

"I'm gonna fuck your brains out boy."

"Yes, Daddy."

"I'm gonna give you the fuck of your life," I stated as I flexed my cock inside his body, enjoying the sight of his his eyes widen and head shake

Again he grunted "Fuck me, Daddy!"

"This is poz dick inside you, Rambo."

"Fuck!!!!"  He ran his fingers over my back, striving to pull me in even deeper.  

I leaned close to his face and reminded him "I'm full of poz cum Rambo"

"Fuck I know, I know I know."

"You like me to fill you with my poz load?"

"Fuck yes...fuck yes, Dadddddddyyy."

"Daddy wants to fill your ass full of poz cum tonight," I again reminded him as I pushed forward and began slowly and softly pumping his hole. 

"Fuck Daddy."  He was staring back at me looking at me and holding me.

"You gonna let Daddy fill your hole up?"

"Fuck me, yes, Daddy."

"You gonna let Daddy fuck you full of poz cum?"  At this point I began the rhythm that would lead to my orgasm.

"Yes, Daddy fuck yes fuck yes fuck yessssuhhhhh."

"You love poz Daddy fucking you, don't you?"

"Yessssssssssssssssssss."

"Say it."

"I love poz Daddy fucking me."

"I...Love....It...Fuck...Me...Uh....Fu...ck...Me...Fu...uh..ck...Meh.....Fu...ck. Meeeeeeeee...."

I began to pile-drive his ass.  It opened up quite nicely, which enabled me to fuck ever deeper, ever harder, especially as his juices (and my pre-cum) rendered his hole wetter and sloppier opening and opening to accept the full length and girth of my cock.

"Joseph never fucks you this way, right?"

He looked at me, suddenly remembering the man he had until now blocked.  So I repeated myself, determined to drive home the message:  "Joseph never fucks you like Daddy, does he?"

"No."

"So, you like Daddy's dick more than Joseph's dick, don't you?"

"Yes, Daddy."

"Say it, boy."

"I love Daddy's dick more!  I love your daddy dick more.  Dadddddyyyyyfuck I love your dick more."

"You're a cheating little cum whore, Rambo."

"Yes I am

"Your hole is for poz cum," I declared as I reached-over, grabbed his cell phone and positioned it right over him so I could record my raw dick sliding in and out of his hole, revealing the red and white a pink of his freshly fucked up hole as well as his writhing body and expressive face as he moaned in delight as I fucked him.  Having him fully in my control, I demanded he "Say it for the camera, Rambo."

"I'm a cheating whore.  I love poz cock."

"Joseph never fucks you like this."

"Noone ever fucks me like this."

"You love it, don't you, cumslut."

"Yes, I fuckin' love it, Daddy!"

"I'm gonna cum Rambo. I'm gonna cum in your hole."

"Please, cum in me, Daddy!"

I placed the camera right in front of both of us to see both our faces leaning in kissing as i shot cum string after cum string into him.  He moaned and groaned as the fucking continued.  I stayed rock hard holding his hands so he couldn't jack off fucking his cum filled hole.  I flipped him to his back, I fucked him against the wall, I fucked him with him laying on top of me.  Finally I fucked him again, this time his legs in the air. His eyes were so far in the back of his head he was nearly foaming at the mouth.  For good measure I spat on him a few times, even as I withdrew my dirty cock, wiping myself on his lips and face.

When we finally stopped I had blown three loads in his hole and I could fit four fingers in with virtually no resistance.  He slept for a good five hours.  When he woke up we briefly made out, and then he hobbled back to his car. His phone had died from the recording but we both knew Joseph would be losing his mind. 

He left while still trying to come up with a viable excuse to give to Joseph, but I was already working on the second phase of my effort:  Joseph.  God knows hes gonna need some TLC.

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