How does it feel to get pozzed?

[RandyCubby]

I don't know who pozzed me or when. No clue. And I wasn't chasing. I'm just a slut. It could've been any of 50 guys in a six month time frame.

[MackyJay]

I would love to find out what it feels like.

[tboyer]

On 6/11/2019 at 4:16 PM, foxpaw12 said:

I know 100% how I got pozzed. About a month and a half ago, I answered an online ad where three young tops (19, 20, and 22) were looking for a bottom to fuck. The ad said that they wanted a bottom who was negative and liked to be tied up. I would like to add that I love to be tied up. Being tied up makes me feel helpless and unable to stop someone's actions and I love that feeling. Anyways, the next day I went to the house of the 22 year old and when I arrived, I was asked if I was sure that I wanted them to fuck me. I was told that once I said yes and stepped into the house, I wouldn't be able to back out. I told them that I wanted them to fuck me and that I was 100% sure. When I walked into the house, I was immediately tied up so that I couldn't go anywhere. The first top then prepared to fuck me.

When I first answered the ad, I didn't know the status of any of the three tops and I didn't ask. I very quickly found out the three were HIV+. The first top started fucking me and a few seconds before the first top cummed in me, he slowed down slightly and whispered in my ear. He told me that he was HIV+ and before I could react, he thrusted one last time and shot his load into me. After the first top pulled out, I was told that all three of them were HIV+. I was told that all three of them had recently been infected with HIV and that they wanted to share the gift with others. Now I realized why I was asked at the door if I was sure that I wanted them to fuck me. I knew that when a person first gets infected, their viral load is very high. Since the first top had just shot their poz load into me, I knew there was a high chance that the load had already infected me. Looking at the other two tops, I knew that if I wasn't pozzed yet, I was about to be. There was no way I was coming out of this and staying negative. Plus I was tied up, so even if I wanted to fight back, I couldn't. (Not that I wanted to fight back.) So I then just waited for the other two to fuck me. I knew my fate was already sealed. For the next several hours, the three tops took turns fucking me.

A week and a half later, I came down with the flu. I knew this wasn't any ordinary flu, I knew it was the fuck flu. I didn't get tested immediately. I waited to get tested at first, but I soon went and got tested because even though I knew I was HIV+, I wanted documented proof. I got my results back a couple days ago and it proved that I am HIV+.

Lucky you 

[Pozlover1]

  Undetectable here in the Louisville area. Our clinic is run by U of L Hospital, Lexington’s by UK. Both are very good. Yours is run by University of Cincinnati, and I hear it’s one of the best in the USA and available to residents of Northern Ky. 
   As for finding gifters Columbus and Lexington are more gay - per - population than the Queen City, which has a history of being quite homophobic. 

[PozchubUK]

On 2/18/2019 at 9:21 AM, JackEdJIZZ said:

no meds.   seems odd to chase, catch then cover up right away.   planning on riding this as long as I can.   love it so far.   

Totally agree, I converted Nov 2019 and also choosing to stay off meds and ride it as long as I can. Would like to get to full blown

[Guest josebarebear]

On 3/10/2019 at 9:38 AM, Pozguyinchi said:

I have told my story in other forums but I can tell it here as well. I chased, I guess that’s what I will call it now. I was 17 and met a man that was I think 34 at the time. I am 5’5” tall and 130lbs. He is 6’3” 220 black man.  He also has a 10” dick so that always helps. He made it clear that I was not his type and he did not want a relationship. He also said he did not want to duck me because he hated condoms and he was poz. I really can’t explain it but I knew he was the one and I worked hard at seducing him into gifting me.  I eventually wore him down and he started beeeding me in May. I got the fuck flu in late August. It could have been the first time that knocked me up. There was a lot of blood and tearing.  I have to say I was scared when I tested poz. At the time in the late 90’s treatment was not as it is today.  For me everything worked out. I got the man and his gift and we were together for 5 more years. I am still in touch with him and we will always have that special bond. No regrets.

Great story.  Mine is somewhat similar.

Decided to chase after a long process of evolution in thought.  My  gifter was a darker skinned Puerto Rican who I met when we were both in the Marines.  Played some while in the Marines, but lost track of him after he left the Marines.   Fast forward five years.  We were invited to a mini-reunion of guys we knew from various duty stations.  I didn't know he was going to be there.  Walked in and we both had the same pitching tent in the pants reaction.

We arranged to extend our weekend.  Started messing around.  Sucking, rimming, drinking piss, like old times.  Indicated that i wanted him to fuck me, and that is when he asked if I had protection.  Told him know, and have seriously asked, why, do I need some?  And that is when he told me he was poz, had been for just over 9 months.

Ca-CHING!

Numerous bareback fucks over a few months resulted in fuck flu in February.

As others have commented, had to hide my hard-on when i heard the news that I was poz.  No regrets, what i was looking for, by the guy who I wanted it from.

[Guest PozJock]

On 12/6/2019 at 11:44 AM, RandyCubby said:

I don't know who pozzed me or when. No clue. And I wasn't chasing. I'm just a slut. It could've been any of 50 guys in a six month time frame.

Same here Don't know who posed me. I have a slight clue of a a few guys who it coulda been but I was being a big cumdump slut the summer of 2013 that when I found out in Feb 2014 it was more a relief that I can finally bareback freely knowing that I don't have to worry anymore and embrace my positive status as a bareback poz pig 😃

[cumboybottom]

NEVER pull out of my ass, ALWAYS shoot inside.  ALL loads excepted, poz loads VERY welcome!

[rockhard801]

On 2/8/2019 at 5:07 PM, whore4poz said:

Did you somehow know the moment he came inside of you? Did he pull out and you smiled and said to yourself, "Yeah, this one worked. He converted me."?

If not, how soon did you know you'd been converted?

When you found out, how did you feel?

I am pretty sure I know when I was pozzed and by who.  I was at the baths the last Friday of November last year.  This was the only time I have played between testing neg in October and poz at the end of January.  I saw a guy with a scorpion tattoo while walking around.  At little later I went into one of the dark rooms and laid out on one of the fuck benches.  I took three loads.  I got up and followed the third guy out.  In the light I saw it was the guy with the scorpion tattoo.  
I didn’t know for sure I was pozzed until my last test.  Since I found out  that I was poz, I have replayed what happened in my head several times.  About a minute after the second guy pulled out I felt a hand on my ass and then felt his cock push in.  All he said is he loved a sloppy hole.  He fucked really good. I new he was getting close because his strokes shortened and he speed up.  Then he push deep in a moaned.  After a few follow up thrusts he pulled out and we both got up.  The event itself was no different than any other fuck.  In my mind now I replay the last few seconds of being neg.  I wish I would have known before it was him as it would have made the moment even more intense.

[London1281955]

I was drunk in Singapore and was horny with a guy and he came back to mine and  I said I wanted him to breed me. He was calling me a dirty slut and said he would give me his babies - I didn’t understand what he meant. We fucked several times.

Aftee I looked up what meant and asked him If he was poz. He said I was more fun when I was a slut and drunk and not ask questions.

We met a few more times and was meant be safe but he got me poppered up each time and we did raw. I guess part of me thought what’s done is done.

I eventually got the fuck flu really bad for a week- worst sweats ever had. I guessed I was converting.

if we take risks, there is always a chance and so I accept what happened. I wasn’t getting fucked that often then as was t out and so wasn’t taking prep. I am not ashamed of being poz despite it being a mistake and has made me less fearful of raw dick up my aas and tend to go with other poz.

 

[german-iceman]

I was pozzed at my 18th birthday last year.

My friends kowed, that my biggest dream was to get pozzed. They organized a poy men odf 24 years who pozzed my at this spezial day. He loaded my three times that day. 

19 days later i was happs, i got the fuck flue. Since then I know that I have the best friends of the world. Im so happy

[btyler0113]

On 6/11/2019 at 4:16 PM, foxpaw12 said:

I know 100% how I got pozzed. About a month and a half ago, I answered an online ad where three young tops (19, 20, and 22) were looking for a bottom to fuck. The ad said that they wanted a bottom who was negative and liked to be tied up. I would like to add that I love to be tied up. Being tied up makes me feel helpless and unable to stop someone's actions and I love that feeling. Anyways, the next day I went to the house of the 22 year old and when I arrived, I was asked if I was sure that I wanted them to fuck me. I was told that once I said yes and stepped into the house, I wouldn't be able to back out. I told them that I wanted them to fuck me and that I was 100% sure. When I walked into the house, I was immediately tied up so that I couldn't go anywhere. The first top then prepared to fuck me.

When I first answered the ad, I didn't know the status of any of the three tops and I didn't ask. I very quickly found out the three were HIV+. The first top started fucking me and a few seconds before the first top cummed in me, he slowed down slightly and whispered in my ear. He told me that he was HIV+ and before I could react, he thrusted one last time and shot his load into me. After the first top pulled out, I was told that all three of them were HIV+. I was told that all three of them had recently been infected with HIV and that they wanted to share the gift with others. Now I realized why I was asked at the door if I was sure that I wanted them to fuck me. I knew that when a person first gets infected, their viral load is very high. Since the first top had just shot their poz load into me, I knew there was a high chance that the load had already infected me. Looking at the other two tops, I knew that if I wasn't pozzed yet, I was about to be. There was no way I was coming out of this and staying negative. Plus I was tied up, so even if I wanted to fight back, I couldn't. (Not that I wanted to fight back.) So I then just waited for the other two to fuck me. I knew my fate was already sealed. For the next several hours, the three tops took turns fucking me.

A week and a half later, I came down with the flu. I knew this wasn't any ordinary flu, I knew it was the fuck flu. I didn't get tested immediately. I waited to get tested at first, but I soon went and got tested because even though I knew I was HIV+, I wanted documented proof. I got my results back a couple days ago and it proved that I am HIV+.

I would be so turned on if this is how I was pozzed. 

[rublthlad]

I know who pozzed me, was scared when his clock went in by the time he came I so wanted that poz cum, loved getting pozzed and would not have it any other way now

[Hintyt]

Being poz is even better than imagined!

[Pozguyinchi]

On 3/10/2019 at 12:20 PM, rawsatyr said:

WOW, in hindsight I admire your commitment and your 'conscientious conversion', by means of a 'dark angel' if you allow me the poetic language. And also because of the time-frame!! Back then (in the 90's) it was SERIOUS to be poz and as my doctor told me just this week, 'those one-pill-a-day' weren't even out yet and when they were shortly thereafter, they didn't know if they would work'.  I told my doctor ( younger than me and actually a social friend), that I am a barebacker now, and that my man and I play. He shrugged it off with a casual smirk! He and his super-young 'boy-friend' also play!!! I felt guilty though when that 21-year-old got naked with me after hitting me up on grindr. My damn conscience again!

So let me entertain you with a long story, NOT fiction, but a few details have been omitted and names have been avoided to 'protect' them and me from potential blow-back, The story is just erotic, not intended for the overly-jaded... you hardcore guys might not like it! lol

 

So anyway, as a late-convert I can relate and live vicariously through you and your willful POZZING-experience. My 'conversion' was however 'accidental' and anti-climatic in real life. By an 'angel' of a sweet boy, an innocent-looking twink. I never knew what hit me! The bug came late, very late in the second decade of the 21st century, not as COULD have easily been possible for me in a spectacular way in the late 1990's. Let me tell you about my 'missed chance' to possibly join the POZ brotherhood... because it now FEEDS MY HUNGER... and obsession to keep all seed to FULL ABSORPTION especially when the guy is poz...

My 'angel-of-darkness' who COULD have have transformed me, approached me in 1997. He wasn't a black dude like yours but a very endowed, white dude. Never met another like him again! At that point I would have been seriously UNWILLING to take chances to purposely become positive! The ones who I knew were positive weren't very good 'role models' and I chose to escape into 'serial monogamy'.  Leading up to meeting my prospective DARK KNIGHT, I had a falling out with my man in Memphis ( after a short miserable, co-dependent and abusive 'happy-ever-after' delusion of a fucked-up 'relationship') He was the first TOTAL STRANGER I had bareback sex with after breaking up with my first BF! SERIAL MONOGAMY!!! A fucking trap!!!! BF #2 bamboozled me, Svengali-spelled me with his huge dick and sweet talk of a better life in the South! But once back in his 'neck-of-the-woods' with him he turned into an unpleasant 'good-ole-boy'. Big mistake, never move from California for DICK in the South!

I went back to LA to 'feel alive' again and maybe arrange my permanent return. My friends and I celebrated my liberation! "We knew it wasn't going to last!" One of my 'transforming rituals' was to have my NIPPLES PIERCED (again) the way I had them before. The way they knew me when I was happy! Pierced nipples and ears had been my 'mark-of-excellence' that gave me an edge and brought quite a few 'bros-to-the-yard' when I proudly bared my chest and pierced nipples any time I had the chance to on Venice Beach. Oh what a show-stopper it was back in the early 90's when you NEVER saw any others YET, well RARELY, but especially not young guys being bold and daring and pierced like me. It was a time when only FAGS had their ears pierced and Hollywood sit-coms started to have male leads have a SINGLE ear-ring, with emphasis on the 'correct/hetero' side. I had proudly marked myself publicly as a FAG! At least on that level I was an EARLY BIRD! But at some point I took the cross-bars out and I don't know if it was my new, big-dicked stud-BF from the bible-belt after he turned into a nagging 'good-ole-boy' or if it was my own neglect after taking them out for an x-ray. Shit closes up fast... not just possessive BFs but also piercings.

So I went to THE GAUNTLET in West Hollywood to have a 'ritual transformation'. I was so anxious and eager, I chose the thickest gauge that I dared (or was allowed to I don't recall)  and I had friends come with me to witness. The piercer-wizard (unfortunately) was a chick but hell, I'm ready. BOTH NOW, TODAY!!! YES!!  She gave me lots of 'caring talk' about PAIN and shock or whatnot! I took the first one without making a sound or flinching. Then the other with nothing more than an impish smirk. Like a demon of lust having me accept my 'marking'. She looked puzzled and said she had done 'THIS piercing thing' for years but never had a reaction like mine. Been kicked and screamed at and what-not. Not me sister! Not that I don't have feelings there! As a matter of fact my nipples are hard-wired to my dick! And now the show was ON!!!! And I have a high threshold for pain and suffering I guess, 'serial monogamist' and all, a bit of a S & M disciple in me too... to this day I take cock without flinching (although my ass is described is 'awfully tight' by those used to sloppy ones)

To celebrate my NEW ME, my reborn satyr existence, my friends and I went out for drinks to the REVOLVER in West Hollywood. It's where guys stand and model and drink and rub on each other as they watch a screen with music videos and comedy skids. I wore sneakers, denims (no underwear) and a denim-jacket with cut-off sleeves and proudly showed off my new piercings. It's all about PRESENTATION on a proper meat market and I have a fetish for sneakers, boots, long hair, denims, guys going commando, you get the drift! And my look got attention! The pierced nipples got compliments!

The glistening stainless steel caught the attention of my prospective DARK ANGEL. Well he wasn't dark, more dirty-blonde if I had to declare, a gorgeous fucker with long gorgeous hair, him taller than me at 5'11".  So maybe 6'1" or more, broad shoulders, sexy look with bulging jeans and biker-boots, the rugged look! Non-verbal animal magnetism was electrifying and without shame and hesitation he proceeded to suck on my freshly pierced nipples, just like that. If there was PAIN I was unwilling to show it, the pleasure of being FEASTED ON by this gorgeous bro. I didn't know his name yet but then he told me. A name so poetic, unforgettable and ITALIAN that I would never forget it. (Years later, as a late-comer again, to FACEBOOK) I would have no problem finding him among 'friends-of-friends' who I all knew as bb-players...  (you all should try that approach) so I won't use it and no substitute like 'Rinaldo' or whatever would do him justice... but I'll say it started with a D!!!

We left the bar together. By then I knew he was an 'actor/model' obviously a WORKING ONE. We talked a lot about what he does, and what I do and I still have one of his screen actor guild 8 by 10s he gave me later. I saved it TO THIS DAY. Although he had short hair there in that picture and not gorgeous long hair as he had in person. Damn I fell for that look! He had a big-ass motorcycle, maybe it was Harley, I'm ashamed not to recall. But I was going back to his place, winding up to a place on Mulholland I think. We got naked. WHOA what a stud, a body TO DIE FOR! And a HUGE cock! Thick like a coke-can! I knew I wanted that, come hell and high water. He had candles going, a pulsing, seductive club-beat going, the lighting just right... he was a SERIOUS SEDUCER!

Back then I had no rehearsed routine to be 'prepared' for anal intercourse. In the intermediate past, I recall taking chances with 'shit-or-miss' and mostly coming out lucky. But although memories are foggy, I think he escorted me to his spacious shower and there were implements and a permanent nozzle there in the shower. It was obvious to me that I was going to get it IN THE ASS without formalities. Getting me ready for and BY TALL, DARK AND STUNNINGLY HANDSOME! My DARK KNIGHT if you wish, I sure did! It didn't take long to be 'ship-ready'. Ready for ACTION, enter stage left, with a raging boner. He had laid out a THEATRICALLY STUNNING set-up like some kind of an 'altar' candles, flowing sheer curtains, whatever, something you would or could only hope for in a ritual conversion but I wasn't thinking in those terms. Nothing about POZZING came to my mind! I was more eager to have an ACT OF SODOMY consummated, anxious to violate my bond with my (by now crying in Memphis) ex-BF. That's all that was on my mind! Revenge and transformation! FUCK YOU and your happily-ever-after you Southern cunt!

The stud had a raging boner (unlike all the crystal meth fags in the South) and his fat tube-steak was dripping precum as he zeroed towards my hole. I remember a brief moment of sanity and 'safety-pre-cautions' and mumbling something about a rubber, but the angel put his fingers on my lips as his bull-knob of a champ-cock was pushing on my ass-lips meeting little resistance... the rubbers that were present said something about MAGNUM on them but I saw no open packages. By now I had told him I just had gotten my nipples pierced A FEW HOURS AGO and maybe he was trying to be gentle and still sort-of apologetic but I told him I LOVED EVERY MOMENT of his lewd, public tongue-lashing on my RAW nipples. So maybe he was trying to make up, but his super-sized cock was only slowly pushing forward, testing, pre-lubing me with precum. When he pushed forward, once again I didn't flinch. Hey, I hate that in porn when the professional porn-stars FAKE their moans, I as an amateur don't act like a damn bitch.

His cock however stretched my hole to the max. You all MIGHT still remember when you took the first big horse-cocks in your budding butt-fucking career (before ROSE-BUDS lol) and it feels as though the hole is stretched to a point where NO MORE could possibly fit... he better not flex! WHOA he did... and it felt HEAVENLY! I'm a certified whore! Bring it on! Well, I took it like a champ. He rutted slowly and deeply, taking his time... and I took his tool without flinching or protest, from beginning to orgasmic-ally finishing off... I think I fell asleep with his cock still in me. I was in LUST! In the morning I felt like my hole had been PERMANENTLY MODIFIED, stretched to champ-cock dimensions, even exceeding the dimensions of my estranged exes LEGENDARY big tool. I'm conceded and convinced enough that at that hour in the LA morning he was still crying over me 2,000 miles away AT WORK with two hours ahead of me (I later learned I was right).

The sexy dude made me breakfast. We made small talk and then he said it: "By the way, I have been POZ for 5 years now...!" And whatever he said after that, I didn't hear. I was shocked and bewildered. His seed had by now been completely absorbed so I must be poz now too... I wasn't ready for all that. My best friend Tommy was best buds with him ( I found out later) and told me my 'dark knight' had a big crush on me and I 'broke his heart' by not showing more interest... I never forgot him though and fantasized about him mnay times while beating off, I found him recently on Facebook. Whatever seed got passed my 'safety precautions' and my once mighty 'fear-and-loathing' didn't take however... what fun I could have had... 

My real conversion came via a twink almost two decades later. He would be an art student at OTIS and making extra cash as a stripper in West Hollywood, running with a fast crowd that celebrated their sexual liberation in the 21st century with casual unprotected sex. He never knew he was toxic, nor the moment of when it happened... but he was pollinated by a poz bro and his seed sure did take! And he 'pollinated' me and his seed launched a hunger! I'm still with him and we both have become unrepentant disciples of promiscuous sodomy and fornication, without jealousies. The 'angel-of-darkness' stud and I are friends again too!!!  Well, on FACEBOOK, lol regret not taking more loads from his cock! Every time I take a poz cock I feel electrified, even more than anon cock and certainly more tingly than negative cock makes me feel! My late-convert ass feels hungry and I'm doing penance for being such a prudish late-bloomer...

 

Nice story. I am glad my conversion turned out like it did. The man that gifted me turned out to be a beautiful man that I had the pleasure of spending many years with. Even now, I am comforted in the knowledge that it’s his dna that is in me. I don’t think bottoms like me get to experience that much.