Quarantine Diary

[azunboifun]

Holy shit this is fucking hot. Popped off 2 loads reading about you fucking the dragon boy.

[chi4loads]

Climbing the stairs back up to my condo, I started to feel a little guilty.  Both of the guys I just bred were vulnerable to my bug and didn't even know it.  Dragonboy probably thought I was still on meds just like the other times we fucked, still playing up the poz on neg scene like before.  Reaching my floor, I shook myself out of it, thinking "He never asked and I told him I was poz.  Besides, if he really wants to stay neg, he wouldn't be getting multiple guys to breed him when he's off prep."

Sitting down on my couch, I lit up a fat one and took a long hit.   Before I knew it, I was holding the remains in a clip and got one last drag on it before it was done.   I checked my phone and looked to see who was close on a few of the apps.   My balls were empty, but it didn't hurt to look and maybe set something up for the future.   It was a lot of the usual guys but then I spotted the Italian guy from the laundry room.

"Had fun the other night" I sent to him.

"OMG it was  shouldnt have  too risky" he replied a few minutes later.

I sent back "Thats what made it so hot." I didn't get a response so I sent one more "When u doing laundry again?" and hit send.  There wasn't a reply after a few minutes so I figured he didn't want to play again.   The college bug chaser wasn't on so I set the phone down and grabbed my laptop to check messages on a few sites.   I was kind of disappointed that the older guy hadn't messaged back, but he probably got cold feet when he saw I was no longer listed as undetectable.  

With nothing going on, I watched a few porn clips but nothing really did it for me so I decided to crash for the night.    The alarm rudely awakened me and I crawled out of bed, still smelling the sweat and cum on my body from the night before.   I showered and then ate breakfast while I opened up my laptop and surfed a few sites.  Still no message from the older guy, but it had been less than 12 hours since I checked the last time.  I grabbed my phone and looked at a few apps.   A smile came over me as I saw the college guy on.

"Hey, how u doin?" I typed out.

"sore & horny" he responded.  I chuckled thinking the slut had got some more dick after we fucked the other night.

"rough day yesterday?" I asked back.

"sore from u. nothin yesterday" he replied.

I sent back "u want more?" 

He immediately sent back "fuck yeah" and then "dad is going out in a half hr. meet in cleaning closet on 19 in 45min?"

How cute, I thought, but it made sense with all of the universities shut down.  If he didn't have an apartment he'd have to go back to his parents house or move in with friends.   "k" I replied and waited.  I took the stairs up to try and be more dicreet and also for the workout.  Being a little sweaty before a fuck was never a bad thing for the guys I hooked up with.  I peeked out the door and didn't see anyone in the hallway and a few seconds later I heard someone coming down the stairs.  I leaned against the wall and then saw it was the college guy.  

I opened the door and he followed me out into the hall.  We went over to the closet that the cleaning staff use to store their supplies and twisted the handle.   Locked.   I knew from experience that they usually didn't lock these doors but figured that people were probably stealing the cleaning supplies so now they had to.   "Wanna try up one floor?" I asked.   He nodded and we went up the stairs to the 20th floor.

That one was locked too.  "Fuck!" he said.   I nodded and was about to suggest the sauna again when he said "You're not gonna stalk me, right?"

I thought it was a strange question but said "Nah, I don't usually even fuck a guy more than a few times."

He started walking down the hall to the end and pulled out his key.  I followed him into unit 20A, down the inside hall and into a bedroom.   He was pulling his clothes off as soon as we got inside and he told me "We gotta make this quick.  I don't want my dad to come home while we're fucking."   I pushed him on the bed and looked down at his twinky body.   Our other fuck was in dim light and now I could see all of him.  The smooth pale skin, a nice smooth bubble butt, his muscled runner's legs and his hair was just pulled back in a ponytail today.

I pushed down my basketball shorts, yanked my tank off and was on top of him seconds later.  My hard cock ground along his butt cheeks as I laid on him, forcing him flat against his bed.  I whispered in his ear "You need some more toxic seed?"  I heard him whimper and I said to him firmly "Tell me what you want or I'm out of here."  

"Please, fuck me full of your bug.  I want you to turn me into a poz slut" he cried out.

I chuckled and  whispered back "Good boy.  You gonna share it too, right?"  My cock was rock hard and oozing precum into the crevice.

"Yes, sir.  As many as I can" he replied, starting to breathe heavily.  "Please fuck me" he whined a few seconds later.

Raising my hips, I dragged my shaft between his butt cheeks and then pushed down until I found the opening.  Pushing harder, the head of my cock finally started to work it's way inside.  His face was buried into the bed cover as he yelled out from the pain of my thick cock stretching him open with just a little precum for lube. The head of my cock was barely inside when I forced his head down to muffle his screams. I paused a moment to let him get used to it.  His body was shaking and he let out another yell when I nudged in deeper.

He hadn't lubed up before our meet, apparently, so I was going to have to do it for him.  Pulling my cock out I crawled back, spreading his ass cheeks apart before spitting on the hole.  Using a finger to start, I pushed the spit in and added some more.  Adding a second finger, I worked the spit in deeper before twisting them around to help stretch his sphincter.  With one more gob of spit, I pushed my fingers in all the way, twisting them back and forth before pulling them out and replacing them with the tip of my shaft.

It looked really hot, my darker rigid cock surrounded by his pale butt cheeks slowly driving down until my hips were pressed against his ass.  My cock went in much easier this time and with a lot less screaming.  I'm sure that the first attempt, as dry and rough as it was, did enough to help my bug get into his body, but I was planning on giving him more than just a little viral precum.  

I raised my hips up and then dropped back down with a thud.  The whole bed bounced and I repeated it a few more times with college boy mumbling "oh god" over and over.  Pushing my body up with my arms, I hovered over him, my cock still partially inside his tight, wet hole.  I whispered in his ear "God ain't gonna help you now" before thrusting my hips in and out.   It got easier each time as his hole loosened up and my pre coated his chute.

We stayed like this for almost ten minutes, him flat on the bed whimpering and me drilling his pussy with my stiff shaft.  I fell on him, slamming my dick in hard and my chest slapping against his back.  I yanked back on his pony tail, pulling his face off the bed.   "This what you been dreaming about?   Getting pounded by a big poz dick and having your last neg loads fucked out of you?" I growled in his ear before I got on my knees and flipped him over.   

Spreading his legs, I aimed my fuckstick at the gaping hole and shoved back in.  Looking into his wide open eyes, I pushed his legs back while driving the last couple inches of my cock inside him.   Last time, I bred him from behind, deprived of looking at his face as he took what might have been his first known toxic load.  I wasn't going to miss out on it this time, before he became too used to the feeling and it just became another raw fuck.  I knew some guys only took one before it was nothing special but most craved a lot more poz dick until the novelty wore off.  One guy I knew never got over it and even when he was in hospice, dying of AIDs, he still craved taking new strains.

My hips were rolling, driving my cock into him with firm jabs.  I would move my hips around and dig my cock in different directions, hitting his prostate a few times before teasing another part of his rectum.   A smile came over his face and stayed there even when I pounded harder.   "Breed me again" he begged.   I slammed in, holding my hard cock in him and staring down at him.   "Please" he begged again.   Slowly I pulled my dick back and lunged back in, hearing him grunt.  He said calmly "Give me your bug" but the intensity in his face showed how much he wanted it.

Pulling back slowly again, I chuckled and then felt my cock start to swell.  I hammered his hole for half a minute before my balls said "it's time."   Planting all of my cock into his body, the first of a half dozen spurts of virus filled cum painted his gut.  His outer ring was spasming around my cock, milking my cock as he covered his chest and face with his own untainted spunk.  I pulled halfway out and rammed back in, coaxing one or two more shots out of my balls.  "Oh my god... thank you" he said as my chest heaved and sweat dripped on him.

We stayed there, almost motionless for a minute.   He broke the silence, his voice labored, saying "plug... top drawer."   I smiled and reached over.  It took a couple tries but I got the drawer open and pulled out a glass butt plug.  It had some girth and when I pulled my cock back a little, realized it was slightly thicker than me.  Backing up a little, I was able to slip it into the battered, cummy hole before it closed.  It was mesmerizing to watch his ass ring slowly lock the plug in place, sealing in my poisonous load.

Lowering his legs down, I stood up on the floor and tapped his leg.  "Clean my dick" I commanded and he spun around, laying his head off the side of the bed.  Crouching a little, I set my cum covered cock on his lips.  He started licking, first under the shaft and then around the sides while I moved back and forth.  I spotted a few small dark streaks and I wondered if he didn't clean well enough or if it was blood. I suspected the latter.  Moving back slightly, I let him lap at the head of my cock a few moments and then pushed into his mouth.

Sliding my cock into his mouth and throat, I watched his lower lip collect the last of the cum on my dick.  He opened his mouth wider when I pulled back and then out of his mouth.  His tongue licked over his lip, collecting the cum which he greedily sucked in.  I gave him a couple quick slaps of my cock over his face and then grabbed my shorts.   Pulling them on, I then tugged my tank top over my head.  

Slipping my feet into my sandals I told him "Thanks, that was a good fuck.  Wonder if that's the one that will do it" before turning and walking down the hall to the door.   I heard his front door click shut behind me while I walked down toward the stairwell.  Just as I got to the door, I heard the elevator ding as it arrived.  An older, athletic guy came around the corner with a few shopping bags hanging from his hand as I entered the stairwell and went down to my floor. It was just a quick glance, I didn't want to stick around and spook him with strangers walking around on his floor.

Back at my place, I lit up a blunt and quickly finished it, enjoying the rush as my balls started to recover.  I looked through the guide on the TV, trying to find something to watch and finally found something mindless.   After a few minutes, I checked my phone and saw a message from college guy.  "Fuck, that was close.  Dad showed up right after you left" was his message.  I smiled and wondered what his dad would say if he knew what his son was doing.
 

[negchaserlooking]

hot

[wayneuk]

Damn this is hot as fuck

[yourcummyass]

 Very hot, very well written. Nice to read actual literate porn, for a change.

[LegionQuest]

College guy's Dad is going to be the other guy on the messenger? 

Get the Chinese cousins involved and there can be a nice Poz incest orgy!

[chi4loads]

Older, Not Wiser

The show on the TV ended and the next episode looked pretty lame, so I turned off the TV and picked up the laptop to do a little surfing.   I hit most of my usual hookup sites and had a couple emails at a few of them.   There was one from the older guy and I opened it first.   

"sorry for not replying sooner, been busy. Yes, I'm sure. You up for meeting?" the message read.

I wasn't sure I wanted to deal with an older vanilla guy, but I figured it was worth getting a little more info.  "maybe. u on prep?" I sent back.  The little green dot next to his profile told me he was online and I wondered if I would get a reply back.  It was only a couple minutes and I heard the "ding."

"What's that?" he had replied.  I chuckled to myself wondering just how experienced this guy was.

"a drug" I replied, being intentionally vague.  Less than a minute later I had his reply.

"I don't do any drugs other than pot on rare occasions.  Do you?" he asked.

I shook my head and laughed. I responded "pot 4 me 2."  I knew this guy was in way over his head and yet my cock got hard thinking about dumping a toxic load or two inside him and letting fate decide what happens.   Once he was poz he could become the sex pig he's always wanted to be.  I hadn't gotten another message, so I sent one "when u want to meet?" 

A few other sites didn't generate any interest and I was about to give up when I got a message back from the older guy (phnx469).

"Sorry, wife interrupted.  meet @ 6pm?" he said.   This was getting more interesting.  Was this guy yet another married bi guy craving poz dick?

I sent back "ok. where?" and he answered right away "20th floor by elevators."  Chuckling to myself I wondered if he was college boy's dad.  Yeah, there were over a dozen other condo's on the floor, but it was really hot to think I might have a chance at knocking up a real father and son.  Coming back to reality, I replied back "u going 2b alone?"

"Yes.  Wife n kid will be shopping" he replied.  I licked my lips and typed out "ok."   With a few hours to kill I watched some porn and then showered.  While he wanted to meet at the elevators, I took the stairs instead.  I felt a little more winded than normal for climbing nine flights, but put it down to my more sedentary life locked up at home and with fucking my only real exercise.  "Gonna have to come up with a workout schedule I can do at home" I thought as I opened the door.  Looking down the hallway, I spotted someone near the elevators and walked calmly towards them.  

As I approached he seem startled that I didn't come via the elevator.   I wasn't really sure that it was him since the pictures were of a smooth guy and I could see chest hair popping out of his tank top.  His legs showed a decent amount of hair on them below his jogging shorts and he had several days growth on his face.  "Phoenix?" I said quietly and he nodded.  One thing I don't like is guys sending out pictures that are either old or different on how they look.  A new piercing or tattoo is fine, but 30 pounds heavier or like in this case, much hairier, is deceptive advertising.

He said "Follow me" and started walking down the hall.  He wasn't walking towards college boy's condo, so another fantasy was gone and I tried to figure out what I was going to do.  One option was to turn and go back the way I came but that seemed like a cowardly way to end this.  I followed him down the hall and was surprised when he opened the door to the other stairwell.  As soon as we got inside, I put my hand on his shoulder and said "Stop."  Phnx469 seemed to be surprised.  In a hushed tone I said "What's the deal?  Your pictures don't really look like what I see right now and you aren't even naked yet."

He stared back at me a moment, looking confused.  I flicked my finger over the tufts of hair poking over the neckline of his tank top.  "Oh that.  Yeah, my wife wanted me to shave my body hair and that's when the pictures were taken that I used on the site" Phnx469 said.

Pushing him against the wall, moving about six inches nose to nose and no where near a good social distance, I looked him in the eyes telling him "Dude, that's not cool.  I don't mind hairy guys but you clearly are showing a smooth guy on your profile.  What else is totally wrong?"  He was nervously shaking and I saw him try to speak, but nothing was coming out.

On the third try he mumbled "Nnnnnothing. That's the only thing that changed.  I... I... I hated shaving it all the time."

I realized that I may have given him that "try kinkier stuff" goal accidentally by getting a little dominant with him.  That wasn't my intent, but it helped get my point across and I told him firmly "OK, that's your one and only fuck-up.  If anything else doesn't check out, I'm gonna be outta there and you're never getting another chance.  Understand?"  He nodded and I backed up, letting him get by and head down the stairs.  We only went down one floor and ended up going into apartment 19J.  

I looked around and chuckled to myself, thinking I was suddenly in some grandmother's apartment.  Lace was everywhere - on tables, on the curtains and on the 'art' on the wall.   All of the furniture looked like it had been stolen out of Queen Victoria's castle.  I hoped it was his wife's style choice but at least one of these pieces was probably going to have a cum stain or two on it soon. I gently guided him towards the sofa and told him to strip.

"Bed?" he asked and I said "Nah, this looks like a better place.  I can watch the door in case anyone comes home."

"Let me get a towel" he then said.  I chuckled and told him "Just don't make a mess and you'll be ok" before I put my hand on the back of the waistband of his shorts and pulled them down. I raised my foot and pushed them the rest of the way to the floor as I said "Suck me quick before I see how that cheating ass of yours is."

It wasn't a bad blowjob but nothing that was going to make me shoot right away.   He knew how to do it, unlike a lot of straight or bi guys, he was just nervous sucking cock in his living room in full sight of the door.  I rested my hand on the back of his head, which got him to take more of my stiffening cock into his mouth.    He was struggling with the thickness but was doing a good job of keeping his teeth off my shaft.  Wrapping both hands around the back of his head, I eased my cock deeper until it hit the back of his throat.

He began gagging right away but I held it there a few moments before letting up and allowing him to breathe.  "Oh fuck!  I don't know if I can take that" he gasped out.

"Oh, you will.  If not down your throat then up your neg ass" I replied, pushing back in.  It went deeper this time and I gave a little shove just before I pulled my cock out.  He stood there staring at my spit covered cock and then looked up at my eyes.   I knew he was having second thoughts but at this point I was committed.   Unless he was a really bad fuck, he was going to get fucked and loaded up with my special DNA.

Rubbing my cock over his lips as he looked up at me, I wanted to feel his tight pussy stretching around my cock.   Letting go of his head, I grasped his arm and pulled him to his feet, turning him around and giving a gentle push to the corner of the sofa.   He kneeled on the floral fabric cushion, bracing one hand on the arm and one on the back of the sofa.  I knelt down and pried his hairy ass cheeks apart, pressing my face in between and rimming his hole.  He was clean but there was the faint taste of lube so I didn't dig my tongue in any deeper.

I forced some spit in though and based on the quivering of his sphincter he was relaxing a bit.  "Perfect" I thought to myself and stood up, dragging my cock along the spread crevice until it found it's next target.   Pulling the rest of my foreskin back, I pushed the dripping tip inward until I felt it give. Phnx469 started to groan loudly so I leaned forward and put my hand over his mouth.   

"Fuck, you're tight.  Relax or this is really gonna hurt" I whispered in his ear.  Adding more pressure, the further in I went the louder he yelled.  My hand muffled some of it but I was glad we were not in the bedroom near the neighbor's apartment. I gave the side of his head a whack with my other hand and said "Relax, damnit!"   His grip on my shaft loosened a little and I got another few inches in.

"Is this the first bare poz cock you've taken?" I asked.

"Mmhmm" he groaned out.

"Good, then let's make this a memorable fuck" I replied, rocking my hips back and forth.  I plowed a minute or two and then pulled almost out and dripped some more spit on my cock.  He probably had everything setup in the bedroom, lube and maybe even condoms on the night stand, towel on the bed and maybe even a hidden camera to record the deed.  But I was going to do this my way.  Thrusting my hips, I went back to slowly plowing his tight hole and opening him up.  He stayed still and while tense, he wasn't fighting my dick.

I don't know if he got tired or relaxed more but after a couple more minutes his hole loosened its grip slightly so I could drive in easier and faster.  The groans and grunts from him also had a less strained tone to them so I uncovered his mouth and moved both hands to his shoulders.  It gave me a good stance to fuck him harder.  I still hadn't given him all of my cock, it kept bumping into his inner ring and making him grunt but I hadn't broken through yet.

Moving back a few inches, I changed my angle of attack and started digging the head of my cock in different directions.   I knew the second I hit his prostate from his loud moan and the quivering of his sphincter around my cock.  Surely he was leaving a nice wet patch of precum all over his wife's flowered couch.  His cock wasn't the only one that was flowing precum.  His hole was getting juicy and giving off those sloppy pussy sounds I love to hear.

Part of me wanted to keep fucking him until his family came home and found him getting fucked by a stranger but I didn't want to deal with the drama.  I drilled him harder for a few more minutes and then slowed down.   I looked over his shoulder and on the table next to the couch was a picture of him, a woman and a teenage boy.   "That your family?" I asked, grinding my hips on his ass.

"Yeah" he said with a worried tone.  I just chuckled and began thrusting again, turned on by him looking at his wife and kid while some stranger barebacked his cheating cunt.   My balls started to tingle and I knew it was time to fill him up with my tainted seed.  Shoving in hard, I broke past the inner ring and phnx469 let out a loud yelp.  I dragged my cock slowly back and rammed in again garnering a painful "Oh fuck!"

One more shove and I couldn't hold it in any more.  The first few spurts fired off as I was shoving in and the next few were planted deep inside him.  He moaned out another "Oh fuck!" while I growled breathlessly "Take that fuckin' poz load!"  Each throb of my cock pumped more virus filled semen into his ass and it felt damn good. Rolling my hips a few times as the last few shots of cum pumped out made sure that his guts were painted with a thick coating of my cum.

We stayed connected for a couple minutes until we were both breathing normally and my cock had started to soften.  Slowly, I pulled out and saw a glob of dark pink cream run out of his stretched out hole, off his balls and on to the cushion of the couch below.   As I backed away, he slowly stood up, his cock still hard and dripping the last remnants of his neg load.  The back corner of the sofa cushion was wet and creamy as well as the seat cushion where he dripped while I fucked him.  The scent of cum permeated the air and I knew he was going to have a hell of a cleanup job before his family got home.

I picked up my shorts and put them on, grabbing his shorts and mopping the sweat off my face.  Tossing his shorts at him, I started walking to his front door.  "Thanks, man.  You got a good ass and I'm sure that won't be the last poz dick you take" I said over my shoulder.   Opening the door, I began walking down the hallway to the stairs at the other end.  Just after I passed the elevators, the car arrived and out walked a woman and her son.  They both headed in the other direction and I almost burst out laughing.   Phnx469 wasn't going to have time to clean up the mess on the couch and he might not even have any clothes on.   He really was going to have an interesting evening.

[chi4loads]

Stairway to Heaven or Hell

It had been a crappy day.  Countless phonecalls, emails and texts and my lazy ass co-workers weren't giving me the info I needed.  My boss was asking every hour if I was done with the project plan.   It was almost 11pm and I had finally completed the damn thing.  I'd thrown one co-worker under the bus, but it was his own fault for being a total jerk by not giving me any information after weeks of asking.  My boss had the whole three week long email thread and he could deal with the dick.  Now that he had the plan he'd been asking for with only a few "guestimates" from me to fill in the missing data, I could finally relax.

I blew the smoke in the air and tossed the miniscule remains of the joint in the glass jar I kept on my table to keep all of those momentos.  My cock was throbbing almost as hard as my balls.  I needed to blow a three day load and I always preferred it went into a hungry ass rather than my hand.  I looked at the apps on my phone and didn't really find anyone online that did it for me.   All the bottoms were prep bois except for one that I had hooked up with once before and vowed never again to experience his level of crazy.

Just before I was going to give up, I saw a familiar guy pop up. Maybe the last half hour wasn't going to be a complete waste of time.  My cock stirred again and I quickly sent off a message.

"Quickie?" was all my message to the college bugchaser said.

"Cant  dad home" he replied.

"Sneak out?  Stairwell by ur place?" I sent back.

"Maybe" he responded immediately.  I could tell by the pace of the messages that he needed to get fucked as bad as I wanted to fuck.   There was a short pause and then he typed out "dad asleep on couch  gimme 10."

I typed back "k  bring some dirty underwear" as fast as I could.  I changed into some loose shorts, a tight muscle shirt and sandals and then grabbed a bottle of poppers and a marker, putting them in the pocket in my shorts.   Unlike our previous meets, I figured I didn't need to hide a key or leave my phone at home.  I could trust him to just be a greedy cumdump and nothing more nefarious.  I took my time going up the stairs and made it up to the 20th floor with a few minutes to spare.

Sitting down on a stair leading to the 21st floor I opened up the camera on my phone and set it to video mode.   I took a quick test video to see how the lighting was and it looked good.   After another minute, I heard the 20th floor door open slowly.  College boy poked his head in, looked around and then came in.   He was wearing some running shorts, a pair of flipflops and nothing else.   In his hand, he had a pair of light blue CK trunks which he raised up as he got in front of me.

I took the trunks and stood up, turning around and going up the rest of the half flight to the landing.  College boy followed me and I smiled at him as I turned around.  "Mind if I grab a video this time?" I asked. 

"OK but no face shots" he replied, a tinge of nervousness in his voice.

My shorts hit the floor a few seconds later.  I stepped out of them and took the brown bottle out of the pocket and handed it to him.  He took two long breaths from each side of his nose just like a seasoned pro.  A moment later I could see the poppers hit him right as I took the bottle back and did a few quick hits myself.   Resting my hand on the top of his head, I didn't even need to push down for him to take his position on his knees in front of me.

His tongue lapped under the shaft and a few moments later his lips had engulfed my cock.  He began with his tongue exploring all over my dick and foreskin.   He was going a lot slower than I expected, but it felt really good.  He pulled back a bit and with his hand pulled the foreskin back, revealing almost two days worth of sweat, dried piss and cheese.  College boy bathed my cock head clean of all the crud before he worked in earnest to make sure my cock was dripping with his spit.  I brought his trunks up to my face and breathed in deep.  They were full of his scent as well as the smell of dried cum.

The moan that came out of him was short, he caught himself and knew that we needed to stay as quiet as possible or all 26 stories were going to know what we were doing.   When I thought he had my cock wet enough, I tugged him up by his arm.  I stuffed the underwear into his mouth and turned him to the short railing dividing the two concrete staircases.  He reached out and braced himself on the railing as I took my place behind him.   I yanked his running shorts down and squeezed each side of his firm butt.

Spreading his ass cheeks apart, I went in tongue first and had his muscled butt pressing against my scruffy cheeks.  College boy knew what he was doing and was working his ass muscles around my tongue while I forced some spit inside.  While I like the dominance that spitting on a hole before I fuck it sends, I was trying to keep this quiet.   I only rimmed him about a minute, but when I got up there was a nice wet spot on the concrete where my dick had drooled some precum.

Guiding my cock back where my tongue was a few moments ago, I pushed my hips in and popped inside him with surprising ease. I quickly wondered if he had been playing with toys or had just been fucked.  Either way, it was going to make my job easier and keep him quieter.  Slowly I slid in, filling his ass with my potent fuckstick.   I got most of the way in and then hit that familiar wall.   Retreating just an inch, I slammed back in, plowing right through into the inner chamber.

College boy stood there almost motionless, with just the faintest trembling in his body as I stood there with my cock inside him, fully rooted.  I heard a light moan come from him while I pulled back and drove my hips forward. My cock slowly fucked him for a few minutes, both of us enjoying the friction only a raw fuck can provide.   While plowing my dick in and out, I heard a noise and froze.  The sound of one of the doors clanking shut echoed up the stairwell, followed by the fading sound of feet shuffling down the stairs that told me there was nothing to worry about. 

Rocking my hips again, his hole wasn't really slick like if he had been bred earlier, just lubed a little from my spit and precum.   At this point I figured he had been working his hole with a dildo or something.   It felt fucking awesome, with a good amount of friction and just a little lube.  He was getting sloppier but it was my pre that was adding a little more slickness with each stroke.

My cock drove in firmly but not quite all the way in.  I was trying to balance a good hard fuck and one that wouldn't wake the neighbors.  I yanked my cock out and shoved three fingers in, twisting them back and forth for a few moments and shoved my dick back in.  College boy groaned, not loudly but I could feel it with my hands which were now wrapped around his neck.  Thrusting in, I watched my hips bounce off his ass and then I remembered my phone.

I let go of his neck and Leaned over, my cock slipping from his ass but college boy just stood there waiting for more.  I aimed my phone's camera at his ass and drove my cock slowly back inside.  You could hear his muffled groan again as I pushed through his inner ring and bottomed out.   I held there a moment and then began pumping again.  I remembered why I hated videoing fucks, I really wanted to get the best fuck out of a bottom rather than pretend I'm Quentin Tarantino or Michael Lucas.  The longer I fucked, the shakier the phone got.

I pounded him harder and harder and he just braced himself better, spreading his legs a little bit wider.  Slamming in, I then slowly pulled my cock out, the video showing his gaping hole slowly close after my cock had fully moved away.  Holding the shot on his pussy, I shoved back in and hammered a minute before I couldn't hold back any more.  I'm sure if you looked at it from below, you could watch my cock pulse as each rope of diseased cum shot into college boy's fertile tunnel.

He could feel each throb of my cock while I shot my seed inside.  On my second shot I felt his outer ring start to squeeze and release it's grip around my shaft.  For me, there's no better feeling than dumping my cum inside a good bottom and fucking the cum out of him at the same time.  I know some tops don't care if a bottom gets off or even make sure they don't, but I love the feeling of a guy milking every drop out of my dick as he orgasms.

Hopefully, he was dumping the last of his neg seed on the stairs as my cock delivered the next wave of viral warriors that would claim his body.   A few more thrusts and I pumped a few last spurts of charged seed inside him.   My phone was still recording and I wanted to capture the cum drip out of the hole that I had just inseminated.  When his ass gave one last squeeze, I leaned back slowly and zoomed in at his battered hole.   There was no doubt that his hole was filled with cum, but to emphasize what type, I reached back and grabbed the marker from my shorts.

Aiming the camera just above his ass, I pulled the cap off with my teeth and wrote "Pozzed" before I tossed the marker on my shorts.  I slammed in one more time, burying every inch of my shaft inside.  He wasn't expecting it and groaned around the gag in his mouth.  Pressing the button and ending my recording, I dropped my phone on my shorts and stood back up.   I gripped his torso, pulling him back against my chest and feeling the sweat on his back soak into my tee.

"That's your third charged load and I've never fucked a guy more than three times" I whispered into his ear.  College boy whimpered while I pulled the trunks from his mouth and then whimpered a little louder when I slipped my cock out of his ass.   Using his trunks, I wiped my dick off and stuffed them back in his mouth.  I pulled my own shorts on and made sure I had my phone and poppers before going down a few steps.   I turned and looked up at him and saw he was staring back at me with a worried look.  "Don't forget the plug.  You don't want to lose any of that hot load" I said before going down a few more steps.   "Oh, and you probably don't want to run around shirtless until you get the marker off your back" I added with a chuckle.  Turning again, I jogged down the stairs to my floor. 
 

Edited May 8, 2020 by chi4loads
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Great writing.  Totally making my lock down much more enjoyable!!!!!!

Thank you !!!!!!

Keep it going please.

[chi4loads]

The Dragon Barely Speaks

I slept soundly but I woke up before the alarm went off.  I grabbed my phone and didn't see any messages so I watched the video I took the night before.  It was hot reliving the fuck and soon my dick was hard as a rock.  The video was a little shaky at times but I figured a few quick edits would make it look good.   I got up, hitting the shower and then grabbing coffee and a bagel before starting in on work.   At lunch I transferred the video to my laptop and did a few edits to trim it down from seventeen and a half minutes to just under ten.  I didn't think we fucked that long, but the camera doesn't lie about those things.   After putting it up on xtube, I ate lunch and went back to work.

Later that evening, I saw college boy online and sent him the link to the video.  He replied about a half hour later with "hot but cant get f'in marker off my back."  I laughed to myself but knew that it would take a few days for it to go away even if he scrubbed every shower.   The bug that was inside him would hopefully mark him forever

The next day I logged in to xtube to see if there were any comments about my video and was greeted with 23 comments and 17 personal messages.  Most of the comments were about the "lucky bottom", a few were like "Wish that was me" and a few "Hope it takes."  The private messages were mostly from bottoms wanting some poz loads and I knew we would never meet since they were scattered around the globe.  One was from a top that wanted to add his own strain into college boys's ass.  "No fuckin' way.  He's mine" I thought to myself which kind of surprised me.  He might be the first guy I kept fucking until I knew he was toxic.  I was looking forward to the day I could feel his fevered body, see the rash on him or even see the positive test result.

Closing the laptop, I went to my desk and started working.  My mind kept wandering though as I replayed the stairwell fuck in my mind again and again.  A while later, I was on the phone with one of my co-workers and my phone ding'd.   I looked and it was a message from dragonboy - "you need sex?"  It rattled me a bit but I recovered and finished my call.  The message wasn't like his usual wordy ones and at first I thought his account might have gotten hacked.   

"Maybe later, working now" I replied and before I had walked back to my desk he had answered.

"Need soon" was his cryptic response.  "Soon? is that within the hour? Sometime today? This week?" I wondered.  "When?" I sent back thinking I might be able to take a little break from work and plant a quick load.

A minute later he replied saying "until 6."  I assumed he was trying to do it just like last time but make sure we were done before his cousin got home from working at the hospital. Or maybe he wanted my load to be the first this time and some other guy was showing up later.  The clock on the computer said 2:12PM.  My cock twitched and I thought about it a second and looked at my calendar.  "Phone call at 3:30" and "video conference at 4" were all the tasks left for the day.  It was tight, but I could probably get a pump-n-dump in before my 3:30 call or maybe I should be a responsible adult and wait until after the conference call.

My cock throbbed again and I sent back "15 minutes?"  and the terse replies continued with "yes."  Finishing up a few work emails, I got up, put on my mask and headed down to dragonboy's condo.  Part way there, I realized I was about to break my "no more than 3 times" rule for the first time in my life. I had stuck to it for well over 12 years and now, just because of a pandemic, I'd break my vow.  I had already contemplated it for college boy, but that was different because there was a finite goal to our fucks - to poz him.  This was different, it was just a fuck.   I stood there a moment in front of his door wondering if I should do him or just head back home.  My cock twitched again and made the decision for me so I tapped lightly on the door.

The door opened slowly a few seconds later and I couldn't see anyone inside.   I started in and once past the doorway, I could see dragonboy"s cousin standing behind the door.   He was standing there in just some sweat pants almost frozen and he was nervously shaking.  We stood like this for several seconds, staring at each other.  His phone was in one hand and he finally pushed the door closed with the other.   He spoke something into the phone and then showed me the translation.   "I hope you are not mad that it is not my cousin" it said.  

I took the phone and swapped the translation direction and told him "I am not mad. I am surprised. How did you contact me?"  He read my message and pointed to the tablet that was on the table by the sofa and I nodded back to him.

"I liked last Friday and you are so beautiful" he replied via the translation app.

I might be cocky and know that I'm good looking but it's always is good to hear someone say it to you.  He was pretty sexy too and I already knew he had a very fuckable ass.  I didn't want to keep chatting since I had to get back to work soon.  I took his phone and typed out "thank you.  I only have a short time.  Sex now?"  I knew it was awkward wording, but I had no idea how good the translation would be and thought that simple sentences would probably work better.

He blushed and looked down a moment before he started walking to the bedroom.   When he got to the bed, he pushed his sweat pants off and kicked them aside.   He picked up a condom from the table and handed it back to me.  I shook my head "no" and said "Bare only."  He looked confused and I took his phone and translated it for him.  Now he looked concerned, but set the condom down and handed me a little bottle of lube.

Dragonboy's cousin bent over, placing his hands on the bed and spread his legs.  I thought back to the comments dragonboy made when we fucked the last time and I started doubting that he knew of all of his cousin's sexual exploits.  "I sold his virginity last summer and he's only had a couple cocks since" were his words then.  Seeing his cousin's actions now, he was either a quick learner or a well fucked bottom.  Not fucked enough to be loose, but experienced enough to know how to please a top.

Dripping some lube above his hole, I worked it in with first one and then two fingers.  The more I twisted and probed my digits into his hairless pussy the more I knew he needed to get fucked.  He even winked his hole around my fingers a few times.  I added a little more lube and jabbed my fingers in all the way.  The sound from him was definitely more moan than groan and I decided he was ready.   I slicked up my cock with a few strokes of my lubed palm and then spread his ass cheeks as wide as I could.

His opening looked so sexy and it was going to look even hotter in a few moments as my thick, dark, poz shaft was sliding in.  My finger rubbed around the ring one more time as I lined up my cock and pushed in.  My prep work had done it's job and I easily slid in a few inches.  Rocking my hips, I plowed in deeper.  This wasn't going to be as quick as last time, I was going to enjoy fucking him longer this time.  I pulled back and added some more lube before drilling him harder.  His warm slick hole felt good wrapped around my bare dick.  It was getting slicker by the second, too, as my cock started leaking pre. 

He started rocking his own hips back and forth, fucking himself on my cock while I fucked him.  My hands moved up from his hips along the sides of his smooth body and I pulled him upright until his back was against my chest.  My arms wrapped around his body and I held him tight while my cock pistoned into his hole.  After a few minutes, I loosened my grip and my fingers began playing with his hard little nips.  I pinched them and was rewarded with his ass squeezing my cock. I did this a few times and then held him tight again.  His small size made him easy to toss around and pick up.  Before long I was holding him in mid-air while I pummeled his with my very hard rod.  A couple minutes later, I leaned forward and set him down in the center of the bed.

Pushing his shoulders down, he was now in that classic head down, ass up position most of us tops love.  I crouched behind him and began drilling his hole once again.  I heard him moan out "yes yes" and I smiled knowing he was enjoying it as much as I was.   I drove in hard and ground my hips on his ass and then pounded him again.  I did that twice more and then on the third time he clamped his ass down on my cock.  It took me by surprise and immediately my cock started to pulse.  The fucker had made me dump my load.  Shots of viral cum filled his gut with each throb of my cock.  I growled out and was pissed that I had shot earlier than planned.

I rolled him over, my cock staying in his wet hole and we stood there staring at each other for a few seconds.  I began rolling my hips again.  His hole felt velvety with all of my first load inside and I quickly built up the pace to pound him again.  Once I got my rhythm back, I pushed his legs back and drilled harder.  The sloppy sounds coming from my dick driving into his cum filled hole really spurred me on.  The cousin started shaking his head from side to side saying "No" over and over.  There was no way I was going to stop.  I was close to firing off another round of toxic seed and I wasn't going to waste it.  

It was only ten minutes after my earlier orgasm, but I was ready to plant more cum inside him.  A few more ragged thrusts and I stuffed my cock in deep and felt a half dozen ropes of cum shoot out.  His small but rigid cock was pumping his pearly white load all over his chest and mask.  One stream even went over his head on to the bed.  Our bodies were covered in sweat and his smooth light brown body now had puddles of cum on his chest and stomach.  I withdrew my softening cock and reached over to pick up his phone.  Flipping over to the camera app, I took a few pictures of him covered in spunk and his battered, cum filled hole.

Tossing the phone back on the bed, I crawled off on to the floor and picked up my clothes.  Putting them back on, I looked back at him and said "Thanks" before heading toward the front door.  He ran past me and fell against the door, blocking my way.  He said something into the translation app on the phone and then showed it to me.  "I beg you do not tell my cousin" it said. I nodded "yes" to him and winked as he stepped aside and I walked out the door.  I hurried down the stairs and walked into my place with only a couple minutes before my 3:30 phone call.   I rushed through the call to give me enough time to clean up before the video conference.   There wasn't time for a shower, so I just washed my face, pulled on a company polo shirt and some khakis and connected to the video conference.   Someone even made a comment that I must be surviving the quarantine ok since I looked happy.   If only they knew why.

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Out for a Jog

 

I had actually made it four days without hooking up with anyone and I patted myself on my back to congratulate myself for my new found willpower.   After several days of cloudy skies and rain, it was finally a nice warm, sunny day.  It was a busy morning with several small tasks that had to get done "right away."  Every time I would catch a view of outside I wanted to just drop everything and just go for a walk.  It had been so long since I had been outside for anything other than a run to the store that I needed to just get outside and enjoy the city.   The more I thought about it the more I was determined to get out today.  In the end, I decided to use my lunch break to go for a nice run.  

Just before noon, I got up and changed into a jock and running shorts.  It took a little while to find my shoes and then I started digging through my dresser trying to find a shirt.  I finally settled on a sleeveless tee shirt with a tribal scorpion on the front.  It was my go to shirt when I went to the bath house or for certain sex parties I'd hit, but I thought it was perfect for today's run.  It was a little advertising for the few that might be venturing out and a warning not to get close unless you want to get stung.  I put my wireless headphones in, grabbed my phone and key and headed down the stairs to the first floor.   

I dropped my key off with the doorman and told James that I'd be back in about an hour.   As I went out the front door, college boy was just walking up.   He was dressed in the same running shorts from a few nights back and a mesh tank along with some really nice Nike running shoes.
  
"Tryin' to stay healthy?" I asked with a smirk.

"Yeah, I guess.  I just like the freedom it gives me" he replied.

"I know, right?  It's good to get into the zone and just clear your thoughts as you mindlessly follow the trail" I answered back.

"Uh huh.   What route do you use?  I go south through Washington Park and back.  East side first some days and the west side on others" college boy said.

"Oh, I head over to the lake and then north to sleazy bush and back" I said.  As soon as the words left my mouth I realized I didn't give the proper name of Sloan Beach, but it's nickname in the gay community for the amount of sex that goes on in the bushes between the parking lot and the road.

"Never been there.  Is it far?" he replied just like if I had said "Sloan Beach" instead.   I kind of hoped he had missed my reference, but I figured it was best to just not mention it any more.

"No, its almost exactly 5k from door to door.  If you're up for another run I can show it to you" I said with a mischievous smile.

"Sure, not like I have anything else to do" he replied sarcastically.   I walked out to the sidewalk with college boy close behind.  99% of the time, I run alone and prefer it that way.  I can pick my pace and not worry if I'm going to fast or slow for the other people.  This was a little different since college boy and I already had a dynamic.  He would pretty much do whatever I said and I liked it that way.   I began my run as soon as we got clear of the building and I took a few side streets over to the lakeshore.  The running path over there was nicely paved and I followed it north toward Sloan Beach.  There were only a few other joggers out and we could run side by side.  I hadn't even turned on any music or podcasts, I was just listening to nature and the quiet city sounds that were now the norm.

College boy was keeping up with my pace, which was good since I didn't want to change it.  The lake to my right looked peaceful and the roadway to my left looked eerily quiet.  We were getting close to the beginning of the park and the running path turned from pavement to crushed stone.   I took the right fork and headed toward the beach.  No one was out on the beach and the park district hadn't even put the nets on the sand volleyball courts.  Curving back around, we hit the north end of the park and there was a large condo building blocking any further route north.   Following the path back towards the road, we got close to the wind break that they had planted next to the road.   A long row of tall evergreens blocked the view from the road and several clumps of other plantings gave all of us public sex lovers a lot great places to hide in.  

I spotted one of the better places and peeled off on to the grass, stopping in a little alcove of bushes.   "Welcome to 'Sleazy Bush'" I said.  "Ever get fucked outdoors?" I asked after a little pause.

"What? Uh... no.  I don't want to get busted" college boy replied.

Chuckling, I pulled him in and then pressed down on his shoulders.   He dropped to his knees, knowing what was expected.  I'm sure that the prospect of getting another charged load played in part of his decision, too.   I knew I was breaking my 3's the limit rule, but there was something about him that made me want to see it through.  We were close to the window where he might start showing symptoms,  but I also knew enough guys that never experienced the conversion flu.  I wondered how I would find out or even if I would find out that my bug had infected him.  That was all in the future, now we just had to consummate another raw fuck and get home before anyone found us.

He pulled my cock out of my shorts and jock, pulled his mask down and sucked at a fevered pace.  It seemed he wanted to get this over with as fast as possible.  I wasn't one to waste time with one of these fucks either.  The exhilaration of being out in a public park with possibly hundreds of people being able to watch two guys fuck really got me hard.  Seeing college boy on his knees with my cock in his mouth helped a lot too.  I only let him suck a couple of minutes and then said "I need that neg ass now", emphasizing the last word.

My cock slipped from his mouth and he crawled forward as I turned around.  Kneeling down on one knee, I tugged on his shorts and pulled them down just far enough to reveal his pale ass, framed by the straps of his own jockstrap.  Sliding my mask down, I spit on his hole a few times and rubbed them in with the partially covered head of my cock.  I pulled my foreskin back, pressed the my cockhead to his entrance and spit on it another time.  A few seconds later, I started plowing inside.  If I had known where my first run in two months was going to lead, I would have brought a bottle of poppers and maybe some lube. I guess I was out of practice.

College boy seemed to be struggling with the lack of lube and I thought about adding more spit, but if he wanted to get infected a dry fuck would definitely help.   My charged precum would make it easier soon enough anyway.   His chute had a nice grip on my cock as I thrust in and out, building up to a good tempo.  I held his hips firm and gave a hard shove, burying all of my shaft into him.  I was planning a few more minutes of drilling before I bred his hungry ass full of toxic spooge.  Who knows, he might not even need another load to poz him up but another few shots of my venom couldn't hurt.   

I resumed drilling him, going a little faster and then slowing down.   We were staring at a mostly brown shrub that was just starting to re-emerge from its winter slumber.  I usually liked to do these fucks facing the open area instead of having  my back to them, but I was just in too much of a hurry to fuck him to turn us around before we started.   His ass was feeling good as my precum leaked and I could fuck faster without college boy groaning too loudly.

"Well, what do we have here?" I heard over my shoulder.  Turning my head I was both relieved and worried.

"Oh... Hi, Carlos.  How's it going?" I said while almost fully planted inside college boy's hole.  My hips had stopped moving the second I heard his voice.

"That's Officer Ramirez to you" the cop said in that no-nonsense way that they must teach on day one of police training.

"Yes, sir" I replied not wanting to say anything to antagonize him.

"At least we're wearing our masks like good, concerned citizens of our lovely city.  Buuuut... based on past experience, I'm probably guessing that is where the safe sex ends" the officer said.  I was sure I could see a smirk on his face, but I was straining to look at him behind me.   I had known Carlos for several years.  When his uniform came off he could be one wild fuck and played by his own rules and no one else's.    We'd fucked a few times and he was one of the few that ever had fucked me.   He was also one of the guys that ghosted on me only to turn up with new or updated profiles months later.

Carlos walked closer to us and then crouched down in front of us, right in front of the bush.  "Son, are you over the age of consent?" he asked. "Yyyyyes, sir" college boy squeaked out.   "Are you out here with this slut, violating a few different laws, willingly?" he then asked.   It sounded like entrapment to me, but I wasn't sure we had a choice but to answer.   College boy nodded his head, mumbling out "yes."   

The cop then looked directly at me. "So, have you kept spreading your seed since we used to fuck, slut?"  I really didn't like where this was headed, but answered just like college boy had - a nod and a quiet "yes."   "You going to knock him up like you did me?" Carlos said with an evil gleem in his eye.   "It's just a fuck.  A warm hole that needs a hard dick, nothing more" I replied.  Carlos let out a short, hard laugh before leaning in to college boy.  "You know he's poz, right?" he said in a quiet, inquisitive voice.  My cock was still hard and twitched inside college boy's ass.  "Yes, sir" college boy said.  

Officer Ramirez stood there a moment and then said "He's old enough and knows what he's getting into.  You both have your masks on, so my job here is about done.   One more thing..."   We both looked up at him, worried that he was about to call for backup and haul our asses to jail.  I could feel college boy shaking below me and I was quivering a little too.  "I want a crack at his ass after you've claimed him" Carlos said, standing up.  He reached into his pocket, pulled out a card and slipped it between my skin and the strap holding my phone to my arm before he started to walk away.  He got ten feet behind me and told us "You got five minutes to finish and get the fuck out of here" and then disappeared.  

I heard college boy say "Oh fuck!"  

"Five" I said to myself, continuing with  "And hopefully college boy would now be the sixth that I knew I had successfully converted."   My cock was even harder now than before we got interrupted.  My hips started to rock faster and faster.  

"You heard him, we gotta get out of here" college boy said while trying to pull away.

"He said finish and get out of here" so you better stop trying to crawl away and let me dump another poz load in that ass so we can head back home" I said.  He stopped trying to move off and then quickly began to fuck himself back on my cock.   The rest was a quick, hard fuck and only a couple minutes later I slammed in and held him tight.  My engorged cock was throbbing with an intensity I had rarely experienced.   College boy's gut was getting painted with my poisonous semen.  My entire body shook with each spurt until it finally stopped.  Pulling my cock from his ass, I stuffed my still partially hard cock back into my jock's pouch and then pulled his shorts back up.   I gave a quick slap on his butt and then stood up.  

Looking around, I didn't see any flashing lights or cops running on foot toward us.  Still, I didn't want to push it any further and reached down and pulled college boy to his feet. "Come on" I said.   We went back to the path and headed south toward our building.  We only got about a hundred yards when I saw Officer Ramirez sitting in his squad car watching the running path.  I waved as we passed him and even college boy waved.   We got about another hundred yards when college boy asked "Did you really do him?"

"I guess.  I didn't know until just now.  There's probably more just like him I don't know about" I replied.

"That's so fucking hot" college boy said.  We made it another five hundred yards up the path and he then asked "Is he a good fuck?"

[chi4loads]

Let's Get Viral

I woke up in the middle of the night sweating profusely.   My pillow was soaked as were the sheets.  I laid there staring at the ceiling a few minutes and finally willed myself to get out of bed.  My body ached with every step to the bathroom.  I pulled out a clean towel and mopped my head and then my body from the sweat that was coating it.  I took another towel out and went back to my bed, laying it out over the damp sheets.  Laying down on top of it, I fell back to sleep.   When I got up later that morning, the towel was wet as well as my body, but at least I wasn't sweating like earlier.

I took a couple ibuprofen with my morning juice and coffee and then took a long shower.   I felt better, but I was worried.   "Is this how covid-19 starts out like?" I thought to myself.  The more I thought about it the more concerned I got.  I had never been the hypochondriac type.  Hell, after I converted I waited almost 2 years to start treatment since I liked knowing my seed had a lot more kick than most other guys.  A little while later it hit me that this was just how I felt when I converted six years ago.   

It was the news on TV that did it.  The stories of people dying alone of this stupid new virus got to me and I picked up the phone and called my doctor and told them my symptoms.   Since I was considered "high risk" due to my compromised immune system, they told me to go to the hospital and they would run a bunch of tests.   I'd been there several times, usually from a sports injury, but when I walked in this time it was really creepy.  I was greeted with people in full protective gear and they took me to a section of the hospital labelled "Quarantine Area."   I explained my situation and symptoms and they took my temperature for the third time.

They swabbed and poked me, draining four vials of blood from my already weak body.  Eventually, they told me that I didn't seem to have Covid-19, but I should self isolate at home and they would tell me the results in a day or two.  So, that's where I headed after filling out a few more forms.  Two days later I got a call from my doctor.

"What is going on?  Did you stop your HIV medication?" the doctor almost screamed at me.

"Yeah, I was running out and called your office.  I was told you wouldn't refill them without a visit and lab tests and you weren't seeing patients then" I replied.

"When was that?" he asked, a little quieter.

"Uh let me check... about six weeks ago" I said after looking at my phone calendar.

I'm pretty sure the next word he said was "Fuck" but it was muffled.  "Well, that explains a lot.  The good news is you tested negative for Covid-19.  The bad news is that your viral load is almost 300k and your CD4 is way down.   At least with the stay at home orders in the state, you haven't been having sex.  You're still single, right?" he asked.

I chuckled and said "Yeah, I am."

"Good, stay that way and be as celibate as priests are supposed to be.  Don't even trust condoms.  Abstinence only. I forgot how virulent the strain you have is.  It didn't take long for it to bounce back without the drugs.  Your fever, sweats and aches are all from your body trying to fight it again.  I'm refilling your prescription and hopefully there won't be any issues from your little medication holiday.   Please fill it as soon as possible and I want to see you in person as soon as the shelter order is lifted" the doctor said, finally back to his normal calm demeanor.

"OK" I replied to him before hanging up the phone.  I wanted to say "I hope you don't mind if I stay off meds until the stay-at-home order is lifted since I like being a toxic fucker again" but I don't think he'd understand.  My emotions varied from relief to elation.   Now I knew my true status and toxicity and I didn't have to guess.  The only thing I didn't know was how toxic I was when I started fucking around a few weeks earlier.

The news had gotten me boned and I needed to bust a nut and hopefully it would be deep inside a horny neg guy.  I picked up my laptop and surfed my favorite sites.  None of the guys that I had hooked up with recently were on so I switched over to my phone and checked a couple apps.   College boy was on, but it showed him over three miles away.  I looked at who was close and no one seemed very interesting.  There was a cute twinky guy but he said he only did safe sex and had prep4prep in his profile.  I flipped to another app and saw a lot of the same guys.

One new guy did show up and while I kind of doubted he was in my building, I wasn't going to rule him out.    He was close enough and listed that he was versatile, neg and into bareback sex.   The pics were a little small and blurry but the description listed a 130 pound five foot ten guy that was confirmed by the skinny guy in the pics.  He had a few splotches of ink on his arms, chest and legs but the pics were too small to make them out.   As I was reading and looking at his pics, I got a message from him.

"Hey u look hot n close" he said.

"Thx cant tell from ur pics  but ur profile is good" I sent back.   Moments later I got a pic and then another one.  These were much bigger and clearer.  The first showed him taking a thick black cock down his throat and the second was the same cock entering his ass raw.  "fuk yah" I sent back.

"That was last fuck I had 2mo ago" he replied.

I chuckled and send him "Need dick huh?"

"fuckn bad" was his immediate response.

"Now? where?" I asked.

"u serious?" he replied.

"Yeah horny n need to drop a load" I sent back.

"which bldg? 1534 here?" skinny guy asked.

"1530.  meet ur place?" I asked.   I was hesitant to ask him about status and get him asking about mine.  

"ok.  15 min meet @ back door" he replied.

After waiting about ten minutes I headed down the stairwell and out the back door of our building that emptied out on a small parking lot.  I walked across the grass to the sister building next door and stood next to the back door.   The temps had dropped over the past few days and it was a little cool with the wind blowing off the lake.   The door cracked open and I looked to see some eyes staring out at me.  I pushed my mask down and he then pushed the door open a little wider and I heard "Come on."    Damn, the guy looked even skinnier and paler than in his pics.   He was wearing some baggy shorts, a dirty white wife beater and flipflops.    The little chin patch and a few other scraggly bits of facial hair definitely gave him a trailer trash look.  I followed him to the stairs and up we went to the fourth floor. I was staring at his ass the whole way, watching the shorts slip a little lower with each floor giving me a glimpse of his crack and the top of his pasty butt cheeks.

We got to his floor and I was sweating and a little winded.  He opened the door with me close behind and I saw his apartment.  It looked a little like him.  There was a futon and a big canvas tarp on the floor of the living room with two easels opposite the futon.  Several half finished paintings were leaning on the floor against the wall.  There was a partially open pizza box on the kitchen counter and in his bedroom a mattress was on the floor and a well used dresser staking out the corner.   The stale smell of some pretty skunky weed hung in the air.  "Sorry about the decorating but I moved in right before the corona thing hit so I haven't been able to do much" he said.

"Ah, don't worry.  I've seen worse.  So, you haven't had sex in two months?"  I said back as I looked around, surprised at how stark the place looked.

"Nah... been too scared to hookup like I used to.  Almost begged the pizza dude to fuck me a few times but just been using Thick Rick on my ass to stay sane" he said pointing to a large black dildo on the floor next to the wall.  I nodded and reached out to rub my hand over his ass.

"That's gotta open you up" I said with a smirk.

"I tighten up pretty quick, but it feels good when I get it stuffed deep.  I wish I had muscles like yours to really pound it in and wreck my hole.   That's what I look for in guys I hook with - someone who likes to nail a bottom hard and not care about him.  Your profile looked almost too good to be true" skinny boy said.

"Thanks, I don't like bullshit so I just put it out there.  Scares some off but those guys I don't want to fuck anyway.  Hard, bare and no pullouts is how I like it" I said bluntly.

"Fuck yeah...  I like it rough.  Don't worry about hurting me.  Sex is always better if I end up with some bruises and a guy fucks me so hard I..." he said, getting really excited right before he cut himself off.

"So hard you what?" I asked after a few seconds.

"So hard I bleed" he said softly.  It was obvious that he was unsure how I would handle hearing it and I got it.  Lots of guys hate the sight of blood or shit when they fuck.  To me, its just part of sex I've gotten used to since I like fucking a guy hard and with my dick size, the combo tears a lot of guys up.   Some bottoms are into it and some freak out.  It was good to know he was in the former camp.

"You like gettin that pussy tore up?  I'm cool with that" I replied and watched a smile come over his face.   

"Not gonna stay neg like that though unless you're on prep.  If your pussy is bleeding it makes it easy to catch shit" I then said, staring into his eyes.

"It happens.  I love the risk but so far no one has knocked me up other than a few of the usual bugs.  Syph was a bitch and my old doc used to see me a lot to kill the other bugs" he replied.  I could tell from his voice that he was being honest with me, not boasting, and I liked that about him.  Just as I was about to pull his shirt off he said "Hey, ya mind if I take a couple pics of you?  I like to keep a collage of all the guys and their dicks that fuck me."  He reached over and picked up a tablet off the floor and clicked a few times and showed me this image with hundreds of naked guys and their hard cocks.

Normally I'd say "no" but he seemed to really want a pic to remind him of our fuck and from his comments I didn't think he'd be handing my pic to the cops when he found I gave him a gift.  "Sure" I said.

He grabbed a phone and said "Let me see that fuckin awesome body."  I kicked off my sandals, then my shorts and slowly pulled my shirt over my head.  His hand roamed over my chest, his fingers rippling through the hair and feeling my muscled pecs.  He then reached down and grasped my partially hard cock and stroked it several times.   "Oh fuck yeah" he moaned before backing up a little to get a full body picture.  I'm sure he took a couple pics and then moved closer and zoomed in on my cock.  I stroked it a few more times to get it fully hard.  "Shit.  You're gonna fuckin destroy my ass with that.  Don't go easy, man" he said, setting the phone down.

"Don't worry.  You're gonna feel this fuck for a couple days at least" I said with an evil grin.   I pulled his wife beater over his head and then unbuttoned his shorts which was all it took for them to fall to the floor.  He stood there naked as I looked him over.  His forearms had a bunch of small tattoos.  Some looked like they were someone's first tat and others looked pretty good.  There wasn't a lot of skin to work with since his bony arms didn't have much muscle on them.  There was another big tattoo on his chest.  It probably wouldn't have looked so big on a regular guy, but he was so skinny it went from side to side with the skull filling the center of his chest from neck to just below his nips.

Normally when I see a guy this skinny I expect him to be jittery from the mix of drugs in his system, but he wasn't.  Calm, cool and probably stoned was a much better description.  Maybe just a little eager to get fucked after way too long.  He even had a decent cock on him that seemed to be growing.  Like the rest of him, it was long and thin.   "Ya gonna suck me or you just want to go right to fucking?" I asked.   Skinny boy was on his knees taking my dick in his mouth before I knew it.   He wasn't tentative in any way.   My cock was plowing deep into his mouth and then into his throat.   I grabbed his head and started to face fuck him.   It seemed a little crazy but he didn't show any signs of a gag reflex.  I shoved in deep and held him there for a bit and all he did was flex his throat around my cock, almost begging for more.

I'd been with lots of guys that said they liked it rough, but this one seemed to be living up to his claims. My balls were bouncing off his chin and he just took it without complaint.  He even seemed to be working his tongue and throat around my shaft as I skull fucked him.   I felt his teeth start to graze over my cock.  The pressure was just enough to feel, but not enough to worry about.   If he wanted to scrape up my dick to get it bleeding a bit to help get him charged up, I wasn't going to stop him.  I even fucked a little harder, catching the top of my shaft on his teeth.   Once my dick started to sting, I knew I needed to fuck his bony ass.

Yanking my cock out of his mouth, I slapped it across his cheek and gave him a good shove over on top of the mattress.   He was on his knees and I saw him stretch his hand out and grab a sock from the floor.   I chuckled as he stuffed it into his own mouth and then braced for my dick.  Spreading his ass apart I hacked up some spit and let it drip on to his waiting hole.  There was a little hair surrounding his hole but the rest of his ass just had a fine layer of fuzz on it.  I jabbed a couple fingers in, forcing the spit inside but that was about all the prep I was going to give him.  He wanted a rape fuck and I was going to give it.   Grabbing his shoulders while my cock lined up against his tight ring, I counted to three and shoved in.

His grunt was muffled, but still quite audible in his apartment if not in the neighbor's homes.   The fact that he wasn't trying to crawl away from my initial penetration was a good sign, so I pulled back and stuffed another few inches into him.   The grunt this time was longer but about the same volume.   "Good" I thought.  Withdrawing my cock a few inches, I gave a good shove and felt his ass hit my pubes.  The groan this time was louder and a bit more strident.  His ass ring was quivering around my shaft but he still wasn't trying to escape.  I was impressed and eager to give him a good workout.

With my cock buried in him, I pushed up on to my feet and then started to drill him.  I tried to keep the strokes pretty long and soon was long dicking him, leaving just the head inside before thrusting back in and giving him between six inches and the full length.   Varying the angle of attack, he really didn't protest at all.  I steadied myself with a firm grip on his torso.  He was verbal and with the sock stuck in his mouth, it was hard to determine if he was moaning or groaning.   A few times when I didn't shove in deep enough, he thrust his hips back and I said to myself "greedy bastard!"  I wasn't going to complain about it either.  It's rare that I find a guy that keeps wanting more no matter how hard you fuck him.

We had been going at it for almost a half hour when my balls started to indicate they were ready to launch their first assault.   I fucked faster as they drew up tight and when I couldn't hold back, I just let it go.  He must have noticed my cock swell in his ass since I could almost hear him yell "Oh fuck!"   My hips were thrusting as my cock throbbed and started to spew several shots of cum.   I gave another shove and planted every millimeter of my cock inside him.  The last couple of spurts shot really deep in him.   I took a short break, leaving my cock inside for almost half a minute before I began rolling my hips again.   I wasn't quite as hard on him as I started to fuck again.

My cum was getting churned inside him and hopefully coating every bruised or stretched section of his gut.   It was only a few minutes and I was back pounding him.  I pushed him forward and forced the side of his head into the mattress.  Increasing the intensity of the thrusts, my hips were bouncing off his ass.   There wasn't enough meat on his body to really give a good slap sound, just a hard thud.  Leaning forward, I mashed his face harder into the bed.  My cock was digging into him at a new angle making his grunts come back.  With my free hand I slapped the side of his ass several times which usually got a good squeeze from his sphincter.  I plowed in like this for another ten minutes until I had readied another payload of toxic sperm.  The ropes of bug filled cum seemed to keep coming when I shot the second time.  My whole body shook from the intense orgasm.

I had fallen on to his back after the first few shots and our sweaty bodies were stuck together.  I pushed up and then pulled my cock out of his swollen hole.  It was closing slowly and the cum that my cock had dragged out from it had a nice pink hue.   I gave his ass another few whacks and then got up.  Pulling the sock from his mouth, I used it to wipe off my dick.  Skinny boy had collapsed flat on the mattress, gasping for breath.   Looking down, I saw a few red marks on his body where my fingers had dug in while holding on to him and the red palm print on his ass.  Those should turn into some nice bruises in a day or two and he might have to explain where the marks on his neck came from.  

"Fuck dude. You're a brute" he said and then looked back at me with a grin.

"Hope that wasn't too soft for you" I said as I grabbed my clothes.

"Just like I wanted.  Thanks.   I hope we can do it again some time" he replied.

"Might have to.  I like a bottom that takes it with no complaints" I responded.  With my shorts on and pulling my shirt over my head I was ready to go home.  He was still laying there on his stomach and didn't seem to be thinking about getting up to show me out.  I'd rather he lay there and let my DNA soak into his wrecked hole, anyway.   "Catch you later" I said as I walked out his front door and down the stairs.  

"A little cold out there to be dressed like that" James the doorman said to me as I walked through the front door of my building.

"Yeah, I know.  I just needed some fresh air" I replied as I headed back to the elevator bank with a big smile on my face.
 

[shinelover]

Damn, that's how I always want to get fucked! That lucky skinny bitch!

[ar1171]

Dude this story is so amazing.  Hope you are going to continue it?  Now that we know off meds, and you did that one guy, what next?