Short story: Marked by my poz boyfriend

[BarebackFan]

Every thrust has me wondering if today would be the day, if today he’d flood me and knock me up. I know that I don’t want it, that I keep telling him to be safe, to be careful but my boyfriend doesn’t listen. He loves to fuck me, to show me that I’m his in the most primal way and once he gets me going, my body tight and needy he knows I won’t stop him no matter what he does. It’s not every day, it’s not even regular or anything I can plan it’s just that some days he decides that he’s going to fuck me bare. Though that last part he does more often than not, fucking into me without any protection or barriers between us as he calls me his cumslut while he drives me to orgasm after orgasm. He knows how risky it is, how I can’t take Truvada and how him being in me bare is such a risk. He knows but he doesn’t care, because he likes to claim me, to mark me as his, to flood my insides with his cum and tell me that I’m his, his and no one elses. His biohazard tattoo placed on his pec demonstrates his pride in being poz. Its placement is deliberate, it shows under tank tops and when he is shirtless at the gym, riding his bike or on runs.

The good thing is that he doesn’t always cum inside, in fact more often than not he’ll pull out to splatter his cum on my back or my stomach or my face. I love that feeling, the hot sticky streaks of it all over me, marking me and showing that I’m his. The cum inside of me marks me even more, the fact that he doesn’t plan it, that he simply decides it in that last heartbeat before he explodes makes that risk so much more intense. Every time, every thrust inside could be the one before he floods me with his toxic cum and no matter how many times I remind him of the risk, how many times I warn him that he’ll poz me he does it anyways.

I can’t say that I really hate it, I love that feeling, the way he swells and twitches inside of me as he fills me. I love how he gasps and groans and his hands tighten on my body slamming deep and holding me still while he floods me. It’s probably the most intense feeling in the world, that moment before he cums where I’m wondering if he’ll pull out and be safe or if he’ll flood me and risk our futures for the chance to mark me, to feel me clench and flutter around him as he pours himself into me.

I don’t hate it but I definitely don’t want to get poz yet, I have to finish school and then get a job and begin our lives together. I want his cum loads and he knows that, but he also knows the risks, the way him knocking me up would endanger the easy future we want but he doesn’t care. I can always feel him behind me, can see it in his eyes that lust to flood me that he doesn’t care about all of that, that all that matters is me and him and that moment where he shoots his load into me.

He doesn’t follow any schedule, doesn’t warn me before he cums, he simply fucks me into oblivion and then fills me and I can’t help but love it. I know that sooner or later I’ll be where I am now, his cock in me, twitching and swelling and his hands manhandling my pecs and nipples before he cums deeply inside. It’ll be that day where his cum finds my ripe hole waiting with an easy infection point and suddenly I’ll be full of his babies. He doesn’t ask, I don’t think he even cares about that moment all that much all he cares about is marking me as his.

The way he’ll ignore my protests and cum deeply into me as he tells me that he knows how much I want this only serve to make it hotter. He knows how much this turns me on, how much I want to risk it but also how much I don’t want to be HIV positive yet. I tell him that I don’t want it and he’ll push into me bare and tell me that I might say that but my body tells him what I really need. It won’t be long before I’m pushing back and moaning out how good his toxic poz cock feels, bare inside of me as he fucks me. I still warn him, still beg him not to cum in me but he always tells me to hush, to just enjoy him giving me what I need as he slides through my folds and presses against my ass lips.

He drives me to this feeling, that height of both ecstasy and fear in that moment before he’ll stiffen. I can feel it now, his cock driving into me as he waits to make his choice, as he thrusts deep again and again and draws my voice out of me in moans and squeals and gasps. In a moment I’ll know which one he chooses, our futures or a gamble for him to mark me as his, to show himself and everyone else that I’m no one elses as his cum leaks out of me and runs down my legs. I should stop him, make him be safe but I simply can’t bring myself to make him change, to stop him from taking me and marking me as his, his unmedicated cum on me, in me, flooding me again and again. Sooner or later his risk, his willingness to risk my future will affect us but maybe not this time, maybe we’ll be lucky again. Or maybe I'll earn my biohazard tattoo this time.

[logan43]

HOT!

[Malicon]

Really hot story, exactly reflecting how I feel once a possibly toxic cock pushes into my willing hole...

[workmyhole]

Great

[HardOneLA]

Hey bud, reading this I felt like it was something I had written.  Can so relate to it.  My ex (we were together for 12 years) was poz, and I'm neg.  He's the first person who made me realize, and take, the reality that I was meant to be a bottom and not the top I had previously been.  There was no turning back since then.  We knew the risks up front but made the agreement that as long as he pulled out before cumming, there was a likelihood it would be "okay", i.e. safer.  I could never stand rubbers as a top - something just made me lose hardness.  Anyway, we fucked regularly, often and everywhere - raw- but somehow I was always unfulfilled or disappointed in a way, that he couldn't breed me.  While I didn't want to convert to poz, I so wanted to feel him breeding me, and to be able to look into his eyes as he was doing so.   To me it's the real way that natural manimal mating is meant to be.  One or two times over the years he wasn't able to hold back and realized he was cumming inside me and quickly pulled out.  Because we never were really able to finish it with total completion I always felt something empty, but understood the deal, and the consequences.  I always thought "If I'm going to get 'it' from anyone, I'd rather it be from him."

Anyway, I've been fucked often (never enough) and bred by neg guys (how are you ever sure?), so far lucky, but still love that intimacy or reality or lust, whatever, of being bred.  Just thought I'd share since I thought you might relate.  ;-)

[BarebackFan]

Wow @HardOneLA ... And, I can relate to what you wrote.  My partner discovered he was poz very early into our relationship, and I'm neg. We tried the condom thing in the beginning, but it just wasn' t working for us. At all. So we did the Catholic pull-out method ... just like you guys. He's never cum in me and didn't want me to cum in him (not sure  why). And yeah, not being able to shoot inside a guy is a real pain and is a whole lot less fulfilling ... but we do what we have to do.

I wonder if  our mutual experience is commonly shared by other sero-discordant couples.

[HardOneLA]

I would say that our mutual experience is shared by far more sero-discordant couples than we could even relate to.  Many.  You, yours, and I are sexual creatures, loving in our relationships, honor the rite and ritual of mating.  We're not 'chasers' looking to convert - we're caring humans needing to relate intimately.  So far it seems we've done well, even though for you and I it feels like we're missing out.  But we'll make it, I know we will.  That's why I'm hoping to set up a my first Bear Breeding party for me that I can only hope, and trust, it works out well.  The older I get the more I feel the need to do it, have it, be it, live it, take it.  You and I should keep in touch - we're like minded, like desired, and like needing.

[boy4you]

My BF and I are both Poz and on meds as fucking raw is the only way. 

[CumSlut2192]

I searched for the guy who I wanted to poz me, I wanted to know who impregnated me with his toxic load. 

We kinda found each other by accident. He is a former twink porn star and now a high priced escort. 

He is hot, hung , uncut, and cums huge loads. 

We spent a weekend together and we had some awesome sex, enhanced unknowingly at first, agreed to let him use me as he pleased. I was tied up a chemed up and I took his loads and other body fluids in my body however he chose. 

I was tied up in the room and watched him breed cute twinks . 

He was so toxic that I got the fuck flu within a few weeks and I didn't even put 2and2 together since it was so soon. He kept in touch with me and said that he has no doubt I was pregnant with his HIV baby....

He was absolutely right, I tested positive less than a month and my viral load was ridiculously high. Found out when I was in the hospital for double pnuemonia and ended up with MRSA. I am lucky I didn't die. I am on meds and my cd4 is 1135. Undetectable. 

 

I still take poz loads

[mikeinjersey]

On ‎6‎/‎7‎/‎2018 at 6:29 AM, boy4you said:

My BF and I are both Poz and on meds as fucking raw is the only way. 

Skin on skin the only way we should be fucking. #Raw4alll 

[wm4bm]

Awesome Story, I too am in search of HVL Guys to poz me!! I only do raw

[hotguy02]

Hi I am 33 yrs old.  Bottom.   My boyfriend is 65. Very masculine top.  He's been breeding me since I was 19.  He's been neg this whole time until a few weeks ago he said he recently tested positive.   He said he will use condoms now on.me but I love this man so much that im willing to let him poz me.    Im om the fence lol.  What do you recommend

[Frenchpig]

use Prep, you'll have the best of the 2 words

[sleazebugga]

great bit of writing

[suckerboi]

Fuck, what a hot story.