This is a text snippet of the story of when I first knowingly slept with an unmedicated poz guy.
First the back story. He's a Puerto Rican hottie, 5'11" with a seven inch uncut dick that was incredibly thick. He was hairy and a little thick with muscles and just the right about of cushion on top. I am a hairy bear, 5'8" in height. We were both around 27/28 at the time, and were both really into bareback and had an insanely intense connection with each other. The following story relates the first time he fucked me unprotected.
We had been having raw sex, then he converted and after that we played a few times with condoms, although every time he was using a condom I mentally would find myself begging him to slip off the condom. Then, on one occasion when we were playing, we were both super stoned, and he began teasing my ass with his cock, saying he would put on a condom in a minute but he wanted to feel my ass just a little bit. I agreed and he teased my ass a bit more with his cock, just barely slipping his tip into my ass on several occasions.
After a few minutes he started to loosen me up. I absolutely loved the session, and he could tell so he continued poking my ass, thrusting in somewhat deeper. He was not using any lube, so he had to move slowly, but after a short time he was balls-deep in my ass. We both took hits of poppers, and then we were in Nirvana. He told me he would pull out when he came, but that obviously didn't happen.
We fucked all over his bed for almost two hours. At the end I was laying on my belly as he lay on top of me, really battering my ass, which was his favorite position in which to cum. His pace accelerated as he clutched by body tighter and tighter, moaning as I begged for his cum. He experienced an unusually powerful orgasm, unleashing a huge load inside my ass. No, he most definitely didn't pull out, nor for that matter did either of us bring-up the subject of condoms - once he was inside my hole.
It was what we both wanted. I wanted his toxic, unmedicated load, and he wanted to feel my raw ass around his dick.
I was still a little scared, and he recommended that I rinse out. We did this many times over a few years before I moved away. Eventually I stopped rinsing out after. And later he started therapy. This hot Latin gent had given me the best sex I've ever had on multiple locations. I did eventually move away and have been missing his fiery passion. When we would lock eyes during sex his eyes were intense dark pools of lust. It was hard not to break eye contact, but the pure raw sexual energy he instilled in me during those moments was incredible.
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Disclaimer: This is my first time writing a story. I apologize if it's not up to parr with some of the other stories in advance!
Since the time Zeke had turned eighteen, he had been captivated by rough, primal breeding. He loved watching a thick, muscled daddy shoved deep in a twink's ass and watching as the tops scrotum twitched as it filled the bottom boy's cunt. He would picture himself in the bottom's shoes, completely subservient to any real man with whom he came into contact.
He had dreamed of becoming someone's boy, which was consistent with his build: he stood at about five foot eight, his waist was slender, his thighs were thick, and his complexion very fair and youthful.
He had been scrolling on the internet, looking for a certain video that had always made his cunt twitch. "I must've went to far," he said with a sigh. Suddenly, his phone beeped and he looked down, seeing he had an email with an attachment. He shrugged it off and logged into his email on his desktop. Normally, he would delete the email, but this one seemed strange. It had no recipient. His curiosity got the better of him, so he clicked the attachment.
His computer screen lit up, flashing a bunch of lights and causing a screeching noise. "Fuck," he said as he tried to click out, believing he had just killed his computer with some sort of virus. He tried to turn the monitor off, but before something caught his eye. The white screen shut off and pictures began to show on the screen. Men breeding other men. Holes stretched. Faces mixed with pain and pleasure. Holes leaking pink tinged semen. His eyes widened at the scenes that plastered on his screen. The last picture was of a red hand, under it it said "We are coming."
After the last picture, his computer completely shut down. When Zeke was finally able to turn it back on, the email was gone. He even checked his email from his cellphone. It was as if he'd never gotten anything at all.