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Fifty-fifty chance, or, It Takes Two -- part 1


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(With thanks to http://breeding.zone/threads/4254-Pozzing-Games for giving me the first inspiration and http://breeding.zone/threads/5617-Experienced-barebacker-trying-to-up-the-ante... for reminding me to type this up and share with others. ;))

It took both of us to be there.

If either one of us had been there alone, we would have chickened out -- there was no doubt in my mind, and looking over at David, I had little doubts about him. But there we were, standing outside a motel room door, wearing jeans but no underwear, and looking at each other. I guess I was just that little bit more of a gambler, because I knocked first. "Come in!" I heard from inside, and we did.

He was pretty confident, clearly, that he knew who it was, because he hadn'teven bothered to get dressed; he was sitting in the room's only chair with his legs spread wide, displaying his soft cock and big heavy balls for us to look at. The rest of him was cute too, a big man with enough fat on him so that he didn't look like a Tom of Finland stereotype, hair in the right places (including his chin), and a big smile -- but both David and I really only had eyes for his cock. His poz cock.

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It started, as so many things do these days, in a chatroom; this one off a barebacking site I'd started lurking on. I was still playing it safe in those days -- I considered it "risky" to be sucking someone whose name I didn't know. I'd come far enough that I was giving this anonymous head without condoms, at least, but that was still a long way from what was going on in the discussions threads and chatrooms on this site.

David was the only other person awake when I logged in, and so we got to talking. One thing rapidly led to another, and it's easy to be confessional with someone you don't think you'll ever likely see again online, let alone in person, so before the night was done we were explaining what it was about the bugchasing forums that got us so hot. For me, it was all about the risk -- gambling with your life for the really hot fun of bareback fucks. For him, well, it was more about the chase; he was ambivalent, but it was clear that the idea of not having to worry anymore, not have to think about whether or not he was converting, would be a big thing for him. We joked about egging each other on, to take bigger and bigger risks, until we both ended up poz -- or at least one of us did.

But just before we logged of, he said he was looking forward to taking some loads that weekend, at the brand-new sling at the Steamworks.

Which happened to be my local bathhouse. Which had just gotten a new sling. (Since there are so many Steamworks (sort of like every town with a leather bar has to have an Eagle) I couldn't be sure which one he meant.

"Chicago?" I asked him.

"Yeah."

"I know it really well. I go there a lot."

And suddenly, all our talk of goading each other on seemed a hell of a lot more likely.

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I closed the door behind us, and he stood up. " Wasn't sure you two would make it. Now, why don't we all get ready..." And he went over to a bag on the nightstand, pulling out lube...and a chess clock...and a cock ring. I'd expected two of those.

We, meanwhile, started getting undressed; it didn't take very long for either of us. I went the "pull off socks and shoes, then shirt, and let jeans drop to the floor" route, while David, perhaps a bit more eager, got all tangled up in trying to take his pants off first. I'm sure we amused him, from the look on his face, which only distracted me a little from the way he stroked lube onto his rapidly-hardening cock. "Two minutes, that was the deal, right?"

David nodded. "That's it. Two minutes a turn."

"Then why doesn't one of you get on the bed, and the other get his tongue out; I like watching that."

Right now, anything that would get him hard was something I wanted to do; and since I was nude first, I went over to the bed, bending over it so that my ass was at just the right height for fucking -- and I felt David's tongue on my ass just a moment later.

David knew just how to eat my ass -- he'd done it so many times, after all...

(More to come.)

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  • 2 months later...

Really?????? Two and half years since his last post and anyone is still waiting for the follow-up? Seems to be one of those opportunities where someone else could pick up the ball and take a really good start somewhere................... hint hint...

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  • 6 months later...

David knew just how to eat my ass -- he'd done it so many times, after all...

...and I rapidly found myself opening up to him, to his tongue...and never forgetting the reason he was doing this. In fact, I could hear it, the slick-slick-slick of a rapidly-hardening, well-lubed cock, and part of me wanted David to get his tongue out of the way *right now*, so I could get that into me.

And part of me never wanted David to move.

Because I realized that I was already hard myself, and so unsure of what I really wanted -- now that the risk was here, now that there really wasn't any turning back.

I could just stand up -- stand up and get away, I thought -- They can't stop me... Sure, I knew David would be disappointed -- our days of playing together pretty much over -- but that didn't mean...

And while I was still thinking about it, my heart in my throat and my hands clutching at the sheet in nervous tension, while I was still wondering if I could push myself up off the bed, I felt David's tongue slip *out* of my ass....

and *his* cock slipped in, and his weight pushed me against the bed, as he slid in all the way.

For a panicked moment, I tried to convince myself that it was David doing it, but I'd felt his cock before -- and it wasn't anything like this. Longer, actually, but not as thick; it didn't push me open in the same way. And I could feel the hairs of his beard against my back as he started to fuck me.

Now that it was too late to stop, it was time to just enjoy it -- he was good with that big dick of his, unlike some lovers I'd had who seemed to think that big meat was enough -- and every time he breathed harder, or chuckled an evil little chuckle, I shivered, wondering if any second now he'd be shooting his poz load up my ass.

But I figured I wasn't sexy enough, or trying hard enough, to get him off inside of two minutes...

And with a *ding*, I was proven right. I'd been so caught up in what I was doing I hadn't even looked at David, but when the clock went off, and he pulled out of me, I turned my head and saw David looking at me, a bottle of lube on the bed between us. From how smoothly the top slid into David, I could tell he'd been getting himself well lubed-up, and I took my turn, pumping some lube onto my fingers and sliding them into my ass, while David got pounded. My heart was still racing, and I was breathing hard...and any thoughts of flight had disappeared. Now, I was in this all the way, and one or the other of us was going to be pozzed tonight.

(I promise the next one won't take 4 years, but there've been a few things happening in my life. ;))

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  • 5 weeks later...

you have picked up the story line remarkably well, were it not for the intervening posts (and the fact that all the posts are dated) one would never know that three and have years have passed since the first installment. ;)

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I'm just curious -- I'm writing the next part, but who would people rather see get the load? David, or the viewpoint character? And why? (It won't change what's coming (so to speak) -- I know that -- but I'm really curious.)

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