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Not exactly stealth-ed, but just recently the top didn't tell me he was pozz until he was already fucking me.  He was willing to pull out before he came but I was loving getting some cock so I let him cum in me.  It felt great and it has been over a month with no symptoms so I doubt I got the bug.   

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I’m virtually certain I got stealth bred at an ABS once.  I was sucking one guy through the GH between our booths and then asked him if he wanted to fuck me. He came right around to my booth and then another dick came through the GH he had just vacated.  He got that guy to come around as well (they were large booths, like couple size) and they began sharing my mouth back and forth. I gave the one guy a condom and he proceeded to fuck me.  I was more than a little turned on getting spit roasted for the first time.  When I left, I couldn’t find the one condom from the first guy and after I left, I kept thinking my hole seemed awfully slick from some sticky KY lube that the top was using.  I became convinced that he stealthily bred my hole deep.  Didn’t catch anything, but now that I’m a total PrEP cumwhore, I get turned on by the thought.  Now a no loads refused kind of slut.  I’ve caught some things, but nothing of consequence.  I absolutely love being a cum receptacle for others to get off in.

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I think I have been stealthed twice. Both A4A hookups. First one, got to the guys house. Went to bedroom. A large towel was laid out on the bed with a tube of lube and a condom.  I was on my back sucked him hard, then he rimmed me. He picked up the condom like he was about to open it, and told me to stand on the floor and bend over the bed. I did, assuming he was putting on the condom.  He lubed my ass and started fucking.  He moved me into several positions on my back and front and eventually climaxed with him stood on the floor,  me on my back at the edge of the bed with him pinning my legs above my head.  As he slowly pulled out and released my legs I saw he wasn't wearing a condom.  I remember feeling confused wondering where it was. I said " the condom " he bent down,  picked up the unopened condom off the floor and said " don't worry.  You'll be fine.  Go take a shower and wash it out if your worried." This was when I was first starting to cheat on my then wife, so I was super nervous about it.

The second time may or may not have been deliberate,  not sure. A middle eastern guy came to my house. He wanted me in girls clothes, and I was. I was nervous because my wife and kids still lived with me, and the fear of an unexpected return was always on my mind when I had guys over. Anyway,  he kind of weirded me out a little, and I gave him a condom when he was ready to mount me. Watched him put it on, he wanted me on my stomach with him laying on top. It wasn't a comfortable position and he kept moving around and pulling out, then pushing back in. Eventually he pulled me up onto all fours and pulled the dress up and over my head and fucked me doggy. He didn't say anything when he was done, and told me not to move while he put his clothes on. I stayed doggy with the dress over my head.  He said" I better not catch anything " and I heard him leave the room, then the front door opened and closed. I got up and was getting the lube and condom wrapper so no one would find it. I was panicking because I couldn't find the condom and family might be home soon. I took a shower and got dressed,  took one last look in the room, and just figured he had taken it. It wasn't until latter that evening when something didn't feel right, that I found the condom way up inside me. It didn't have any cum in it as he had obviously cum in me. He hit me up the next day, and I asked why he didn't tell me the condom had come off. He said he didn't realize until it was too late to stop. He said he just figured I would realize and find it.

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I got stealthed once with chlamydia. My show in 2008 was a terrible failure, and it wrecked my self-esteem. To take my mind off things, I went to a house party after work one night, and I was pursued by this little black dude. He wanted my dick, and when I went into the bathroom, he followed me to get a look at it. I tried to kick him out so I could piss in peace, but I had no confidence at the time and couldn't get him out the door without applying force. Wasn't going to risk the chance of accusation of a hate crime, or so my drunk brain thought. But having someone watch me piss got me harder than steel, and he saw my full erection as I struggled to piss. 

I pissed, and before I lost my boner, he got to his knees and sucked it without asking. His mouth was like velvet on my dick. I gave in and said, "If we're going to do this, let's go somewhere more private." So we went across town to his place, and we fucked. I put on a condom and topped him. When I pulled out, he was all poopy. He removed the condom, and said, "We're gonna do somethin different." He went into the bathroom, and I heard the bathtub gush out some water. Was I supposed to join him in the bath? Evidently not, for when I reached the door, the water stopped. He comes back out with hot water in his mouth, and goes right down on my dick again. It burns but feels really good. He sucks so long that I finally squirt my load in his mouth.

Then he told me that he's positive. Undetectable wasn't a word at the time, so he definitely didn't say that, and if he DID, I wouldn't have known what it meant. I was THAT green, lol. 

A couple weeks later, my dick felt dry and wouldn't stop itching. I had to go to my high school reunion like that, distracted by a non-stop itch that took away any chance of enjoyment. After Thanksgiving, I went to the doctor. Tested positive for chlamydia. Got my pills and took them, and it went away.

I later confronted this guy when I saw him out at the local poof bar. He denied having oral chlamydia, but there was no other way I could have got it. I had no money to pay the doctor's bill, and I fully expected him to pay it for such negligence. Eventually the bill went away when the clinic learned that I was unemployed by that time, so I didn't make a fuss of it. That guy asked me for another fuck several months later, forgetting who I am, and I flatly refused. 

Whether it really WAS him, or whether he had oral chlam, I don't know. But I felt violated and like I got stealthed. Wasn't fun.  

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In my younger days I drove to a guy's place for a late night sleazy hookup. I know he put a condom on but after a good few minutes of hard fucking I felt round and couldn't feel the condom. When he pulled out there was no condom and later there was no sign of it having come off inside me. He had a fairly big cock so there wasn't much chance of it coming off by itself. I didn't make a big deal of it and got him to put on another condom. The first thing I noticed some time after was itching round my pubes but i'd had crabs before so did the treatment. But a few weeks later, and after some anal bleeding, I saw my Doctor as I had previously had issues with hemorrhoids. But it turned out to be anal warts for which my Doctor said I could only have contracted by anal sex... I then had to be treated by a Specialist, firstly by cauterization then by surgical removal. Took a long time to heal and was painful but i've never had HPV since as my body will have built up an immunity to it. But yes, I have no doubt I was stealthed by him taking his condom off but he may not have known he was infectious for HPV. Crabs was no biggie, my first boyfriend gave them to me, just an annoying but treatable itch. Roll forward to today and i'm happy to be stealthed with everyone's bugs but thank God i've never had anal warts again.

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I referred to this experience in another post but I was at a Married Men’s sex party a few years ago and there was a new guy there that was “oral only” but guys got into that. He grabbed me and went down on my dick. I let him do that out of courtesy even though I’m not really into dick sucking (I’m more anal...rimming, fucking, being fucked). He didn’t really suck though, he kept coming down on my dick like a pile driver. It hurt so I pushed him away. Turns out, he had gono and was passing it on to every guy he went down on that day. 
 

Because of that incident, I’m still reluctant to let someone I don’t know suck my dick. Like I said before, I’m not that into it and I always think back to that encounter.  The only times I’ve had gono have been from some guy sucking my dick. 

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Only been stealthed once by a Grindr hookup a couple years ago. Ironically the guy fucking me was the one who had insisted on condoms in the first place. Anyway, after a bit of mutual oral he turns me around and sticks his covered cock in me. It was alright but he was taking very slow, deep strokes.

Eventually he stopped to “add more lube” and took the condom off. I could feel the difference but didn’t say anything as I was enjoying the increased sensations. That really got him going. “Yeah, you fucking pig. You like that don’t you”. He quickly shot his load and left. As he left I noticed the empty condom on the floor. I fingered my hole and sure enough he had cum inside me.

Didn’t catch anything. Never saw him again as he blocked me on Grindr after we hooked up so I’m sure he knew what he was doing

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Sorta. While I was getting to know my late husband, my ex went through a seroconversion and didn't tell anybody. After my man died, I went back to the ex. Comfort where I could get it, and trying to find some small measure of happiness in a destroyed world. We dated some over the summer, and had sex a few times. It was probably the best sex he and I ever had.

It wasn't until this past summer that he finally told me he was poz. I had no idea, and he never said anything about it. Didn't even tell his sister, and the two of them share everything in their lives. I had already discovered that I'm a chaser by this point, so I had conflicted feelings. I should have been told two years ago when we were sleeping together again, but he withheld that. Yes, they were and ARE medicated loads, but I had a right to know especially something like this. His reasoning was that I was going through enough at the time, and he didn't want to add to it. 

So when we fucked for the last time this past September, I told him to give me that fucking poz load. And boy, he DID. Still a lousy top, though. LOL

I think this counts as a stealth even if I wasn't in any danger.

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      Mark closed the door and watched the car pulling away from the dorm building. Gio watched his son in the back, the sad expression on his face said a lot. Both Luca's parents were beginning to be aware of their son's sexuality even though he didn't like to broach the subject. They invited Mark out to Tuscany having got know him through Luca and how he would talk about him constantly without realising he was doing so. They liked Mark and saw how easily the friendship between Luca and him had happened. It had crossed both of their minds that there may be more to the friendship that ran deeper. One thing was certain Gio could see the hurt in his sons eyes today of all days, maybe it was just Luca feeling sad leaving what had essentially been a home for him for the last four years. Luca looked at his phone and saw a message already from Mark, he opened it up 'Cheer up, will see you in July', smiling he typed a quick reply 'Already looking forward to it'. Luca sat back and chatted to his parents on the drive back to London and their home in Holland Park.
      It wasn't all happy when they first met two years ago. Mark crashed in to the dormitory room with confidence, he looked at Luca and said hello then dumped his bags and went out returning four hours later looking dishevelled. Luca kept his head in his books and ignored Mark hating how he noisily unpacked and disrupted his studying. By morning Mark was up and out by the time Luca woke up, he never heard him moving about or going out. His previous room mate Dominic had at least been friendly hanging out with him and studying together. Dressed for the day Luca went to the refectory to get breakfast before lectures, walking across the grounds he saw Mark trying out for the rugby team. It sent a shiver down Luca's spine. He hated sports like this and had a love for tennis, he hated even more that he had to partake in rugby at least once a week since it was part of their academic studies. He stopped for a moment watching the power of Mark steam rolling down the field then shaking hands with the team captain. The last thing he needed was a horrific sweaty sporty person living with him, the smelly socks and dirty kit left laying around the dorm room. Luca met up with several of his friends at the door to the refectory all keen to find out about Luca's new dorm mate. By that evening they had at least spoken a little more but in theory they seemed worlds apart. Mark was studying English literature and Business on a three year course and Luca found him to be very well educated and spoken. Something you would never gain from his outward appearance. Luca stood on the field in the pouring rain with his rugby kit stuck to his skin, wishing the ground would swallow him up. Mark was playing for the other side and several times they made eye contact and laughed getting told off for larking around. Being a contact sport where you played to tackle your opponent he could never imagine that Mark would take full advantage of this. Whenever Luca found himself holding the ball and running he knew full well that Mark made a beeline for him and tackled him to the ground purposefully lying on top of him until he let go of the ball. By the third time they played rugby together Mark was tackling Luca for no reason bringing him down and stopping him from even getting the ball. He found it funny at first then he started getting turned on every time he laid on top of him, it was getting weird now and Luca was starting to get pissed off with him without really knowing why. Having had enough he switched to tennis as soon as the weather got better, at least he was good at it unlike rugby. Mark was obviously disgruntled by Luca's change of sport but tried to hide it from him. They had become better acquainted and begun to hang out a couple of times a week and gradually their friendship grew over the next two years. Luca even looked after Mark when he came down with a bad bout of flu during their final year together. Luca checked on him every few hours during the 4 days he was struck down, half expecting to contract it himself. It was like a waiting game over the next few days, Luca was sure he would be struck down with it. Somehow he avoided it despite how close he was to Mark. Luca felt so much closer to Mark during this time, the temptation and want to climb in bed next to him was hard to resist. Thinking better of it, he retained dignity and just admired Mark's body.
      Mark went back to the dorm to finish packing the last of his belongings. He sat down on the bed feeling alone for the first time in years, Luca was an incredible person and so kind inside. He was now only beginning to fully realise how lucky he was to have had him in his life and how happy he made him. Mark saw a message from his parents saying they were 10 minutes away. He stood up and retrieved his medication from the hiding place putting it in his bag and zipping it up. Why didn't he make a move and tell Luca how he felt, could he even be sure he was gay since he never showed any sign indicating he was. Luca probably would have run a mile and even further knowing he was hiv positive. He might even freak out knowing that he had nursed Mark through his conversion. It wasn't meant to happen but then one to many beers and a dodgy hook up app on his phone spelled disaster and lead him down a path that came back and bit him hard. The weeks he had gone to counselling afterwards he used as discovery sessions trying to figure a lot of things out and clearing his head. Mark was unsure if everything boiled down to his own personal upset having to lie to Luca.
      He laid on Luca's bed then turned over on to his stomach burying his head in the pillow inhaling deeply, head full of regrets now that their time was over. Turning on to is back and cuddling Luca's pillow. His hand fumbled through the jeans waistband to his hard cock stroking it and inhaling the pillow again, quietly whispering 'Luca, oh god Luca'.
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