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I saw him one night at the local gay dive. He walked into the bar wearing Jeans, T-Shirt and a baseball cap. I thought he was the hotest man I had seen in awhile. I knew right away he was totally wrong for me.

I managed to get introduced to him through one of the bartenders that was there on his night off. I was bold, bolder then I have ever been to that point or since. His name was, Ted (changed). We chatted a bit and everything and he went about his night.

I ran into him again later on that night in the bar, this particular bar and a U shapped bar and there was a big old post next to it near the tables just before the dance floor. I made some comment about guys always kissing at the post. He said "I've never been kissed at the post". I being in total lust of this man, planted a kiss on him and DAMN! One of the best kissers ever, I was rock hard in an instant. We parted again and went into the pool room.

Later that evening, we ran into each other again at the bar, the night was winding down it was almost 2am, bars close at 2 here in PA, and we where chatting. He told me he had plans already that evening and pointed to a tall sexxy guy off to one side of the bar. I was like no problem, its all good. He wrote down his AOL screen name and said go home and read my profile and let me know if you are still interested. I recognized the name as soon as soon as I read it. I've read his profile many times online and always stayed clear of him as, like I said above was so wrong for me, he was a Vers Leather man, into Flogging and all that kind of thing, which I wasn't, tried but didn't do so well.

I was a bit buzzed from drinking when I got home, but logged into my AOL account and re-read his profile. I dont know what it was, the drink, the hornyness or something else, but I sent him an email and told him I was still interested. He called me the next day, asking if I wanted to come over to his place and help him with his new computer speakers, not knowing at this point he was a total tech guy and did it for a liiving.

I wore a pair of leather shorts under my jeans and a t-shirt and went over to his place. We chatted a bit and smoked a little 420 and watched tv while we chatted. Eventually we moved onto the computer speakers and I took off my jeans, to be in the shorts, he knew I had them on he asked actually for me to wear them. Needless to say we had sexx that day. It was HOt and incredible, we where safe at this point.

Moving on, we dated and were a couple for 6 months that year. During this time we had awesome sex, even though he was missing his kink. The sex was incredible and the entire time we where together his kiss made me rock hard.

One night will he was pounding my ass in bed, he paused looked me right int he eyes (was skinny then and my legs still went to my shoulders) and said "You know I am fucking you without a condom?"

I freaked a bit for a few seconds and eventually looked him back in they eye and said "okay".

He continued fucking me even harder and more forcefull then before, he had stopped while I was adjusting to the news he wasn't wearing a raincoat.

I still remember the feel of his Hot Toxic Jizz shotting into my open hole, I felt it hit the back of my rectum and the warmth it gave me as it did. I was so hot and turned on I shot my load too while he was still grunting and shootting the last of his load deep into me.

After that night, we never used a condom again until we broke up. The sex was always hot and intense, but ultimatly it wasn't enough for him and well, the rest is history.

Its been 9 years now since we split, he doesn't respond to emails oor anything and haven't spoken to him in years now, but now and then I miss him and his nice 7 inch poz cock.

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Sweet story, Nippy. I have a few memories of repeat fuck partners with whom I have not had contact in years. This story, which seems very autobiographical, brings them to mind, and induces me to wonder where they are. I've taken the liberty of moving the story to CHEM SEX Fiction because of the 420 element, but could just as easily moved it to the Bug Chasing and Gift Giving Fiction section because of the poz element. Thanks for posting.

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  • 4 years later...

I had a lover about 10 years ago. We were off and on Lover's for 7 years. We were both active duty at the time. We were on opposite deployment cycles so out of 18 months we only saw we each 6 months. He was still in the closet and on the fence so to speak. But we always barebacked. I love his fat 7 inch cock. He lived it four different places over the years and at each place I was the first one he fucked the first night. I was married at the time but knew I was gay. At the end he had been home three months and got knocked up just before I got home. I wanted his cock so bad. But he would not fuck me. Then he got his final test positive and told me. I wish I could say I said it did not matter and we fucked anyway. But I can't. I had to think of my wife and my marriage. I feel like a hypocrite now looking back. Since now I am still negative and will take any cock anytime neg or POZ. I am no longer married. And live as a gay man. I can truly say I could have loved him. Regrets of life.

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