Bug Chasing in Seattle

[Hotload84]

I heard Seattle was a good place to Bug Chase, and went to find out for myself. One of my Bug-Chasing Buddies had recently Converted and wanted to share his Treasure.

I had vacation time coming and money to burn (since spent on MEDS), so I made up a tale about a Commitment Ceremony (commitment to the Bug), and flew off to Seattle.

Timmy met me at the Airport, and we wound up at his place. We got around to some serious Gifting and Chasing. I lay on my stomach, and he gave my Hole a good reaming before he slid in. That night we out to a gay Club.

It was 75-cent draft night, so I was doubly satisfied by the booze and the price. I had six beers in an hour (just shy of my chucking up limit), and got pretty well soused. Unfortunately, the Hotties I’d been flirting with weren't up for fucking a boy who was leaving on Tuesday, so we took off for a Leather bar.

We checked out the regulars and the tourists. Timmy ran into Stevie, an on-again/off-again Fuck Bud, and introduced us.

Stevie was a couple years older than I, but about my height and weight. He was moderately cute by sober standards, but sober I wasn’t; and his bedroom eyes turned me on. We made out on the dance floor, and five minutes later he invited me back to his place.

We walked to his apartment, a few blocks away. He got down on his knees and sucked my Dick, and I peeled off clothing as fast as I could.

Before I knew it he had his legs in the air, begging for Cock; and I gave it to him. We both came—I in his Hole; and he, all over his chest. As we cleaned up, he invited me to spend the night.

Being plastered, in a strange city, naked and alone with a Hot Slutty Boy, I grinned and accepted. Just before we fell asleep, he divulged he was POZ.

I snuggled up against him and slept.

I awoke early the next morning to a lubed finger up my Ass. I purred like a kitten, and pressed my backside against the POZ BOY. Stevie massaged me intensely. I was a bit groggy but knew what was Cumming. My Dick sprang to attention, and I dug my Butt down on his Digit. Before you could say Jack Rabbit, he had my legs in the air, and had positioned his dripping Pole at my Shoot. Still—the hesitation.

"WANT ME TO FUCK YOU?"

I pressed onto his pre-cummy Dickhead. He grinned evilly as he popped It in me.

IF I COULD ONLY DESCRIBE THE EXPERIENCE OF HAVING A POZ COCK UP MY HOLE!

If you haven't tried it, you ought to. I still jack off thinking about how he looked me in the eye and pushed his POZ MEAT into Me, telling me how great it felt to Fuck without Condom, and how he wanted to CONVERT ME.

"Got any Poppers?"

A second later he was holding a little brown bottle under my nose, and told me to take a good Hit. I inhaled deeply, while he crouched beside me stroking his Rod.

As I passed the bottle back to him, the Poppers kicked in. I offered my Ass to him moaning, "OH, I NEED THAT FUCKIN’ POZ JISM IN ME!"

He rammed It in me and grunted as he shot his Bug-Laden Cum up my Cunt. I clenched my Ass Muscles to absorb every Drop.

A couple of fingers replaced his Dick Head; and with his long nails abrading and chafing, I shot the single most satisfying Load of my Life. Stevie moaned and licked my NEG CUM up with his tongue.

TWO WEEKS LATER I GOT SICK AND KNEW WHY.

[LuciferSubFagPig]

Wonder when this was originally posted. Cause I don't consider myself a chaser of the POZ + more loads, just a will taker. Because of Tina, 90% of the guys end up being fake. Wish it weren't so, love to take more toxic loads.