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I was dripping sweat and getting ready for an easy day after my workout. I was up early to hit the gym before work, but on the way I was called off for the day. With pay.

Heading to the lockerroom I was thinking abouthat rubbing out a nut in the showers. I love shooting my batter all over the floor, walls, and shower knob for the straight men to walk in, see, and touch.

My phone vibrated next to my visably swollen cock in my gym showers. Freeballing is best in basketball shorts. It was a text from a gifter that travels through my area occasionally.

I had been loaded up by him in the outhouse at a nearby park months earlier. He had never before actually found a chaser down for a verbal poz gifting. And he had it to give. Dirty pervy talk of blasting toxic cum in my ass, christening my membership into the brotherhood.

That breeding, hot as it was, didn't convert me. I test several times a year, last neg on all accounts. I want to know the moment I carry the gift. Toxic. Fresh. HVL.

He was back in town for a day, carrying some party favors. Here I was. A day where I was off work, no one knew I was off, and I could slip away for 7-9 hours.

30 minutes later I pulled up to the hotel with a raging boned tucked into my waistband leaking precum onto my happy trail, filling my bellybutton.

I walked to his room heart pounding. The door was cracked and I walked in.

I took no time stripping to nothing. He wasted no time asking how I wanted the bump.

"Fucked into my ass, on your cock. Please."

He snorted some, then placed a few rocks behind his dick head as I bent over on the cheap bed, offering him my ass with a dollop of my spit as lube.

He placed his cock head on my pink hole and slammed it base deep. He had prepared with a strong dick pill and a rubber cock ring. His bone stayed rock hard, despite the t.

"Yea take that Tina into your hot pussy. You love that poz cock don't you?"

I did. I pushed back moaning, begging for him to destroy me. I felt burn then rush of the drug.

This is what I am. A faggot cumdump for all loads. To be used up in service of men.

He came quickly the first time. Keeping buried -and rock hard- he blasted 4 loads into my neg hole that day over the course of 6 hours.

During the long session, he admitted he was on meds currently. We agreed next meeting he will take a med vacation a month before. He should be going off now for the next meet.

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The beer was my favorite. Cool and perfect, kicking back with my friends watching a football game getting drunk.  I didn't want to be anywhere else. 

 

I felt a vibration in my pocket. A text from the Gifter. He was back in the area, I knew that for a few days. We both were busy and couldn't meet up. But this text got me rock hard.

 

"No meds as of 3 weeks ago"

 

I shifted on the couch to try and adjust my raging hard on without me friends noticing. Fuck. He followed through. My schedule had been so tight, but I instantly began scheming a time to get filled, even if just a pump and dump.  But I knew he wanted another long session. Multiple loads of his viral cum.  My leaking cock was against my phone the next time it buzzed. It jerked in response, pushing another bead of precum out to soak into my boxerbriefs.

 

"Want to split a hotel room again? Ill bring the favors."

 

"When?"

 

"2 hours, the same La Quinta."

 

I would have to ditch out a little early on my friends, but it could work. I was supposed to be here for at least another 3 hours, then I had a training session I could skip without anyone knowing -another few hours I could sip away unaccounted for. 

 

"5:30 then." I replied.

 

The game is going well, but I can hardly follow it or any of the conversations going on in the room. My hand is gripping my cock in my pocket against my leg. I can feel my precum seeping through layers of clothes making my fingertips wet. 

 

I'm ready. 

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I parked my car on the top of the parking deck. He was just getting there. As I waited for him to call I packed a jock, poppers, and lube into a bag.

"Room 303."

It was a nice hotel this time. I walked through the lobby and to the stairs. My cock started to twitch. I adjusted it so it could grow hard unencumbered.

The door was propped open. He was by the work desk in nothing but a rubber cock ring. He had g measured out in two cups. We downed them and chased it with some orange soda.

I got naked and got up on the bed. No squeaking here. I could sleep on this mattress. Or just get railed into it, poz load after poz load.

I started off sucking him hard. Working his dick till it was stiff and leaking beads of precum. I turned around and offered my ass doggie style on the bed.

He rubbed a drop of lube onto my pink hole. Stepping forward he poked his leaky poz cock between my furry jock ass cheeks. Aligning the head on my hole he plunged in; his viral precum smearing across my sensitive pink skin and into my gut.

He pumped rough from the start, his viral cum leaking into me the whole time.

"Yes sir! I've been waiting for this for so long." I begged. "Do my jock hole in with your unmedicated seed."

"Yea, this high viral load is brewed just for your neg faggot hole," he replied as he grabbed my head, turning my face toward him so he could spit in it.

Fuck. This was far rougher than before. He had almost a month out of town to think about this. He had stopped his meds just for my hole. He wanted to share his gift. I was meant for it. He knew that. He had the power to destroy me and give me what I needed.

I can't even touch my cock while getting poz fucked. I am constantly rock hard, flowing precum, in the cusp. One touch and I shoot. In this state I am meant to do nothing but serve. Take any cum I can get. Incubate the poz seed in my gut.

I was spinning from the G. I landed my head on the bed pushing my ass back, arching my back to take him deep. I began to drift in and out of consciousness. I passed out for a long time at one point. When I woke up he was slow fucking me.

"Fucking hot giving your fucked up jock hole an AIDS load while you were out," He said.

"Thank you for loading me with you toxic seed sir," I replied eagerly.

"Can't wait to get you in the city. Whore you out to my pervy buds. Then to random poz strangers."

"God yes sir. Please make me toxic like you," I begged.

I can't wait for that trip. Someday when I can sneak away to get really gang fucked at his discretion. Be a true viral brother. Maybe I will be a fresh toxic fag by then.

I felt him start to thrust harder. Reaching a third climax. This time I reached down to my own cock. A small tug on my nuts brought my drippy, veiny cock to orgasm. Shooting ropes of cum across the hotel comforter. I reached back and massaged his nuts, freshly emptied of poz cum, as he slouched on top of me, letting his seed soak.

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