Don't Ask, Don't Tell

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On 6/16/2023 at 9:42 PM, negbtm said:

🥵 fuck I can't wait for the dark room

it's the best place.....no limits

[DicksuckerSwallow]

which club was that,,,i live in Berlin btw

[bibearbtm]

@Tommy Tank's stories never fail to get me so horned up!  I've jacked off so many loads to this story.

[Docebrown]

This story keeps getting better with every chapter🙂

[HornyFFucker]

Hot. As. Fuck 

[Tommy Tank]

Part 13

The morning after the night before found us all back at Tegel Airport ready to fly home.

I didn't really know what to think about what had happened in the club.  As usual, Neil had spent the night with me and had got up early in the morning and returned to his own room.  Neither of us had said anything - partly because both of us were too drunk and too tired, and partly because I wasn't sure it would be wise to say anything.  I knew Neil well enough to know that , although he liked to do things, he didn't often like to talk about things - something I knew was a source of frustration for his wife.

I had woken up feeling surprisingly fresh and, as usual in the mornings, quite horny.  I played with myself for a while, thinking about Neil taking it up the arse and turned on by the knowledge that he had taken two loads up him the night before, one of them being mine! 

I jumped in the shower and then decided to go down to breakfast.  I wasn't very hungry but I was thirsty and soon I had demolished a couple of breakfast rolls, one with ham and one with cheese, three cups of tea, some orange juice and some fruit salad and yoghurt - my favourite kind of breakfast.

When I finished breakfast, I went back to up to my room.  Yusuf, the young guy who had eyed me up the day before, came out of one of the rooms and our eyes met.  I realised he was a bit younger than I had first thought and was probably no more than 18 or 19 years old.  Without a word, he followed me to my room and, almost as soon as the door was closed, he had my pants down and my cock was in his mouth.  He sucked me for a while and then he got up, and without a word, pulled his shorts and pants down and bent over the bed.  He had a very nice, smooth arse and I was more than ready for a good hard fuck.  I pulled his cheeks apart and pushed my cock against his hairy arsehole.  I went up him quite easily and he grunted and bent forward as I began to fuck him.

I didn't want to cum too soon, so I fucked him slowly at first, as he gave contented little grunts, and then I began to fuck him harder.  I was getting close now and I took hold of his hips and began to fuck him as hard as I could.  I could tell he was enjoying every minute of the fuck, as I was, and before too much longer, I deposited what felt like a massive load of dirty cum right up his arse.

When I pulled out, he pulled up his shorts and pants and grinned at me.  A few seconds later he had disappeared out of the room, with not a word being spoken between us. 

A short time later, we were all congregated in the reception area to check out and just waiting for Jamal who, as usual, was last to arrive.  I heard Robert telling Jamie and Callum that he had met a woman in a bar the night before and had fucked her in an alley behind the bar.  Robert told them she had let him "do her up the arse", something apparently his girlfriend wouldn't allow.  "Did you cum in her?" Jamie asked and Robert nodded as they high-fived each other.

Jamie had come in for quite a bit of teasing as he had apparently been so drunk the night before, he had pissed his pants on the way back to the hotel.  The teasing didn't seem to bother him though and he was on his usual cheerful good form.

I had also learned that James had told the others he was tired and had left the group early to go back to the hotel.  He too was being teased for being an amateur - but I guessed that there might be another reason he had left early and suspected it  probably involved another secret trip to the Tiergarten for some cock.

A few hours later we were on the plane heading back to London.  Once again I was sitting with Neil and Callum, both of whom fell asleep almost as soon as the plane took off.  I was full of my own thoughts - mostly I was thinking about Neil and what we had done the night before.  Neil usually had the capacity for drinking huge amounts of alcohol but still being in control of what he was doing.  He had not stopped me fucking him - yet he must have known I was not wearing a condom and he must have known I was going to cum in him - yet he had let me do it.

I knew that Neil was not the most talkative guy in the world, especially when it came to talking about how he felt about anything, and I knew if he was going to refer to what happened, it would have to be in his own time.

My thoughts turned to some of the other guys I had fucked in Berlin, and I couldn't help wondering if I had pozzed any of them.   I was somehow fairly sure I had knocked up the cheating ginger guy and also the young nerdy lad I fucked over the table tennis table at the Tiergarten.  I don't know why I was so sure of that, I just get these instincts sometimes.   

Most of the other lads had drifted off to sleep by now, but I couldn't sleep - I was too restless and too full of thoughts.

I decided to give my friend Gerry a call when I got back to London. I haven't mentioned Gerry yet, but he's quite an important part of my story and it was him who helped me come to terms with being HIV positive and helped me shape my approach to it.  In some ways, you could say he's been a bit of a mentor.

I first met Gerry when I was at my lowest ebb.  I had been diagnosed a few months earlier, and I was really struggling with meds and had recently come off them.  I wasn't sure what to do and I wasn't even sure what I wanted to do.  I loved fucking and I didn't want to stop - but I hated condoms and didn't want to use them.  In addition, I was subject to really bad attacks of what felt like flu - they usually lasted about 48 hours, but they were really horrible.  I was sweating, shivering and sleeping alternately - I felt like shit. 

The doctors had told me they thought I had been carrying a very high viral load for quite a long time.  I can't remember why they thought that now, though they did tell me. I was also having really weird dreams- and in those dreams I kept seeing the faces of some of the guys I had fucked - the same faces over and over again. 

I was drinking in a gay bar in West London one night when I met Gerry.  I had started drinking quite early with the intention of drinking as much as I could so that I could go home and just black out - that was how bad I was feeling.  Gerry bought me a drink and invited me to sit at a table with him.  I liked the look of him straight away - he was big, stocky and bearded and I realised almost immediately, friendly and caring.  

He said he could see I was really unhappy and asked me what the matter was. I found myself pouring out the whole story to him - my diagnosis, how I felt about it and all about my dreams.  He listened sympathetically and then asked me to tell him more about the guys I kept seeing in my dreams.  It was such a relief to tell someone, and somehow I knew instinctively that Gerry would understand.

I told him they were all guys I had fucked in the six months before my diagnosis - I had been particularly active in that period, and I now knew that I had probably been carrying a very high viral load at the time.

First of all, I told him about the homeless guy.  I had been out drinking with a group of friends one night to celebrate someone's birthday and it was well after 11pm when I left the bar and made my way to the nearest underground station.  The station was some way from the bar, but it was a warm summer's night and I had decided to walk to get some air.

I hadn't been walking very long when I realised how badly I needed to piss.  I should have gone to the toilet before I left the bar, but I hadn't, and as I walked along the road I was getting more and more desperate.  I looked about for somewhere quiet to go and take a piss, but the road was quite busy with traffic and people.  I turned up a side road and, much to my relief, saw a row of shops with an alley down the side.  A skip full of builder's rubble meant no one could see the alleyway from the road - just what I needed.

I wasted no time in going behind the skip and within seconds I had pulled my dick out and was pissing like a racehorse.  Suddenly a voice said "Hey, watch what you're doing!"

I turned my head - a good looking guy in a beanie hat was sitting by the skip, a sleeping bag pulled up around him.  I had not noticed him and had almost pissed all over him.

"Sorry mate!" I said, "I didn't see you there>"

I had stopped pissing now and was standing there with my dick in my hand.  I looked at the guy.  I could see now that he was younger than I had thought at first, maybe late 20s at most and I could also see he was staring at my dick with a look of unmistakeable interest.

"No worries!" he said with a grin

He was still staring at my cock and I was getting semi hard now.

"Nice dick!" he said

"Thank you,"  I said and then added "I'm sorry mate, I really need to do this!" as I started to piss again.  He was still staring at my dick.

"Do it on me!" he said suddenly.  I looked at him in surprise and he grinned at me.  "Piss on me!" he said.

I moved towards  him and pissed all down his chest and onto the front of his jeans, moving my stream back up his body and aiming the rest straight into his mouth.  When I had finished he reached out and pulled my cock towards him.  Seconds later he had taken it in his mouth and was sucking me enthusiastically.  I let him suck my cock for a while and then I felt myself getting close, so I pulled out of his mouth and motioned to him to get up.

He hesitated.  "I don't know," he said "to be honest mate, I might not be very fresh."

I told him I didn't care and I wanted to suck his cock.  He hesitated again, but only very briefly and then he unzipped himself and puled his jeans and wet pants own to his knees.  He had a nice cock and I sucked him for a while and then he turned round and bent forwards, pulling his arse cheeks apart.

"Fuck me!" he said "Please, fuck me!"

I had some lube on me as always, and a few seconds later I was pushing the head of my cock against his arsehole.  He was very tight, but I pushed slowly but surely right up him and then began to fuck him.  I fucked him for a while and then he moaned  "Harder, fuck me harder!"

I took hold of his hips and began to fuck him harder, turned on by the tightness of his arse and the fact that he was so into being fucked.  I was getting close now and told him so "Oh fuck," he moaned "Cum in me, fucking cum in me!"  A short time later I shot what felt like a massive load right up him.  When I pulled out, he turned around and pulled me towards him.  He kissed me hard as he wanked his cock and seconds later he shot his load out in front of him.

We were both out of breath and as we pulled up our pants he told me it had been a while and said I had given him exactly what he needed.  But now, as I told Gerry, I couldn't help wondering if I had also given him something that he didn't need. 

I told Gerry of some of the other guys I kept seeing in my dreams - some random guys I had fucked at the Vault, a couple of guys I picked up at the gym and some of my Grindr hook ups.

I also told him about the Afghan Uber driver who had picked me up at a gay club and had invited me to sit in the front seat with him.  He had shown me a picture of his wife and two kids and at first I had thought he was just being friendly when he asked me about the club I had been to.  We ended up parked in a wooded area just off the main road where I fucked him, pants down over the bonnet of his car and shot a big load up his hairy arse as he told me how much he liked feeling the cum up his arse when he was driving.

There was also the guy I had met on Christmas Eve when I was out with with some friends for a drink.  One of my friends knew him and invited him to join us.  David was a good looking dark haired guy, tall and slim and in the course of our conversation he told me he was going to be on his own for Christmas as his partner was away.  He told me his partner was not out to his parents and was expected to go home for Christmas.

"How old is he?" I asked curiously

"He's 34." said David

"Oh," I said 

I suggested going for something to eat and soon David and I were in an Indian restaurant enjoying a good feed.  He didn't take much persuading to come home with me, although he was clear that if we did anything it would have to be with a condom.  I hadn't used a condom for some time, but he produced one and rolled it on my cock.  I began to fuck him, but after only a short time he told me to take the condom off.

"Are you sure?" I asked

Yes, fuck it - do me bareback!"

I didn't need any persuading - I ripped off the condom and seconds later I was up his cheating arse bare.  I really enjoyed fucking David and I could tell he was enjoying it too.  I fucked him kneeling up on the bed, on my back with him riding my cock,  then on his back with his legs in the air and then shot a big load right up him.

He stayed the night and I fucked him again in the morning and then we showered together.  We were both meeting friends for dinner but we were both still horny and we had another quick fuck before he left, he just pulled his pants and trousers down and I fucked him in the living room, sending him off to his friends with a big load up his arse.

Then there was Kieran.  He was a soldier I had hooked up with on one of the Apps when I was staying in a hotel in the north of England.  He was 19, dark haired and up for a fuck.  He told me he was in the army stationed at a base nearby and said he didn't have much time. I hadn't expected him to turn up in his army uniform but I wasn't complaining! 

He sucked my cock really well and the removed his boots, trousers and pants and knelt up on the bed so that I could slide my bare dick into his arse.  We finished with him on his back, legs in the air as I fucked him and pumped a nice big load into his soldier boy arse.

I told Gerry about my job and how I often picked up guys by giving them my number when they viewed a property and told him how sometimes one of a group of students would contact me after the viewing, sometimes one half a couple - mostly gay couples, but more than a few straight ones.  

I told him about Julian - a solicitor who had viewed a very expensive high end flat with his husband and had called me afterwards to see if he could have an additional viewing.  He seemed very nervous and I guessed I would have to make the first move.  As soon as I did, he was all over me.  It was as if he couldn't wait to get his pants down and his arse in the air.  He asked if I was going to use a condom and when I said I wasn't he said "Oh fuck!

He bent over willingly and I fucked and bred him - his smart suit trousers and his Calvin Klein underpants at his knees.  When I had finished he told me he had never cheated on his husband and told me his husband was the only guy who had ever fucked him bareback until now.

Gerry listened as I told him about a few more guys.

"Why do you think you keep seeing their faces?" he asked me

I would have felt stupid saying it to anyone else, but somehow I knew Gerry would understand.

"I think it's because I infected them with HIV" I said

"You think you knocked them up?" said Gerry

"Yes."

He looked at me.  "You're probably right." he said.

I hadn't really expected him to say that but he said it was more than likely and I might find I had an instinct for knowing when I had knocked someone up.

He also told me that all these guys had offered up their arses of their own free will - they were all adults and I hadn't forced them to do anything they did not want to do.  Gerry said that was their responsibility - not mine.  As long as I was honest if someone asked me my status and didn't stealth anyone, his view was that I was acting responsibly.

Gerry had told me earlier that he was also positive and not on meds, and now he told me that his doctors thought he had acquired a rare strain of HIV that was largely resistant to meds. I was already feeling much better through talking to Gerry and after we had talked a bit more, he did what I had been secretly hoping he would do - he took me home and fucked me!

As soon as he closed the door to his flat, I was all over him.

He got his cock out and I went down on him.  His cock was pretty big, but as I sucked it got bigger and bigger and soon I was sucking on one of the biggest and thickest cocks I had ever had in my mouth.  

"That's it," he said "Suck on that big poz cock!"

I sucked him for a bit longer and then he turned round and bent over.  "Now lick my arse!" he said.  I pulled his cheeks apart and pushed my tongue right up into his hole.  I licked him for a while and then took his cock back into my mouth.

A few moments later I was on my back on his kitchen table, my shoes, trousers and pants on the floor as Gerry pushed his cock into my arse.  His cock was huge and really stretched my arse, but I don't think I have ever felt so turned on.

He looked at me.  "I bet this is how you got knocked up in the first place!" he said "On your back, letting guys fuck you, no questions asked!"

"Yes," I gasped 

"You're going to love being positive, aren't you?" he said as he continued fucking me.

"Yes!" I moaned, "I'm going to love it!  I'm going to fucking love it!"

"Good boy!" he said as he began to fuck me even harder.  "Take my fuck - let me re-charge you!"

"Yes, yes!"   moaned. "Please do it - recharge me, fucking recharge my cunt!"

"I'm getting close!" he said "Do you want this?"

"Oh fuck, yes!" I moaned  "I want it!"

"Tell me how much!"

"More than anything!" I moaned "Fuck me, breed me, give me your strain! Give me your fucking strain!"

He started to cum in me. I could actually feel his cum pumping into my arse.

"Tag me, you bastard! I moaned.  "Fucking do it! Tag me for life!"

Gerry finished cumming and pulled out of me.

I knew I was now on a different path and life would never be quite the same again.

 

[drscorpio]

Excellent and horny as always, @Tommy Tank

[Bluey02]

On 9/12/2024 at 10:53 PM, Tommy Tank said:

Part 13

The morning after the night before found us all back at Tegel Airport ready to fly home.

I didn't really know what to think about what had happened in the club.  As usual, Neil had spent the night with me and had got up early in the morning and returned to his own room.  Neither of us had said anything - partly because both of us were too drunk and too tired, and partly because I wasn't sure it would be wise to say anything.  I knew Neil well enough to know that , although he liked to do things, he didn't often like to talk about things - something I knew was a source of frustration for his wife.

I had woken up feeling surprisingly fresh and, as usual in the mornings, quite horny.  I played with myself for a while, thinking about Neil taking it up the arse and turned on by the knowledge that he had taken two loads up him the night before, one of them being mine! 

I jumped in the shower and then decided to go down to breakfast.  I wasn't very hungry but I was thirsty and soon I had demolished a couple of breakfast rolls, one with ham and one with cheese, three cups of tea, some orange juice and some fruit salad and yoghurt - my favourite kind of breakfast.

When I finished breakfast, I went back to up to my room.  Yusuf, the young guy who had eyed me up the day before, came out of one of the rooms and our eyes met.  I realised he was a bit younger than I had first thought and was probably no more than 18 or 19 years old.  Without a word, he followed me to my room and, almost as soon as the door was closed, he had my pants down and my cock was in his mouth.  He sucked me for a while and then he got up, and without a word, pulled his shorts and pants down and bent over the bed.  He had a very nice, smooth arse and I was more than ready for a good hard fuck.  I pulled his cheeks apart and pushed my cock against his hairy arsehole.  I went up him quite easily and he grunted and bent forward as I began to fuck him.

I didn't want to cum too soon, so I fucked him slowly at first, as he gave contented little grunts, and then I began to fuck him harder.  I was getting close now and I took hold of his hips and began to fuck him as hard as I could.  I could tell he was enjoying every minute of the fuck, as I was, and before too much longer, I deposited what felt like a massive load of dirty cum right up his arse.

When I pulled out, he pulled up his shorts and pants and grinned at me.  A few seconds later he had disappeared out of the room, with not a word being spoken between us. 

A short time later, we were all congregated in the reception area to check out and just waiting for Jamal who, as usual, was last to arrive.  I heard Robert telling Jamie and Callum that he had met a woman in a bar the night before and had fucked her in an alley behind the bar.  Robert told them she had let him "do her up the arse", something apparently his girlfriend wouldn't allow.  "Did you cum in her?" Jamie asked and Robert nodded as they high-fived each other.

Jamie had come in for quite a bit of teasing as he had apparently been so drunk the night before, he had pissed his pants on the way back to the hotel.  The teasing didn't seem to bother him though and he was on his usual cheerful good form.

I had also learned that James had told the others he was tired and had left the group early to go back to the hotel.  He too was being teased for being an amateur - but I guessed that there might be another reason he had left early and suspected it  probably involved another secret trip to the Tiergarten for some cock.

A few hours later we were on the plane heading back to London.  Once again I was sitting with Neil and Callum, both of whom fell asleep almost as soon as the plane took off.  I was full of my own thoughts - mostly I was thinking about Neil and what we had done the night before.  Neil usually had the capacity for drinking huge amounts of alcohol but still being in control of what he was doing.  He had not stopped me fucking him - yet he must have known I was not wearing a condom and he must have known I was going to cum in him - yet he had let me do it.

I knew that Neil was not the most talkative guy in the world, especially when it came to talking about how he felt about anything, and I knew if he was going to refer to what happened, it would have to be in his own time.

My thoughts turned to some of the other guys I had fucked in Berlin, and I couldn't help wondering if I had pozzed any of them.   I was somehow fairly sure I had knocked up the cheating ginger guy and also the young nerdy lad I fucked over the table tennis table at the Tiergarten.  I don't know why I was so sure of that, I just get these instincts sometimes.   

Most of the other lads had drifted off to sleep by now, but I couldn't sleep - I was too restless and too full of thoughts.

I decided to give my friend Gerry a call when I got back to London. I haven't mentioned Gerry yet, but he's quite an important part of my story and it was him who helped me come to terms with being HIV positive and helped me shape my approach to it.  In some ways, you could say he's been a bit of a mentor.

I first met Gerry when I was at my lowest ebb.  I had been diagnosed a few months earlier, and I was really struggling with meds and had recently come off them.  I wasn't sure what to do and I wasn't even sure what I wanted to do.  I loved fucking and I didn't want to stop - but I hated condoms and didn't want to use them.  In addition, I was subject to really bad attacks of what felt like flu - they usually lasted about 48 hours, but they were really horrible.  I was sweating, shivering and sleeping alternately - I felt like shit. 

The doctors had told me they thought I had been carrying a very high viral load for quite a long time.  I can't remember why they thought that now, though they did tell me. I was also having really weird dreams- and in those dreams I kept seeing the faces of some of the guys I had fucked - the same faces over and over again. 

I was drinking in a gay bar in West London one night when I met Gerry.  I had started drinking quite early with the intention of drinking as much as I could so that I could go home and just black out - that was how bad I was feeling.  Gerry bought me a drink and invited me to sit at a table with him.  I liked the look of him straight away - he was big, stocky and bearded and I realised almost immediately, friendly and caring.  

He said he could see I was really unhappy and asked me what the matter was. I found myself pouring out the whole story to him - my diagnosis, how I felt about it and all about my dreams.  He listened sympathetically and then asked me to tell him more about the guys I kept seeing in my dreams.  It was such a relief to tell someone, and somehow I knew instinctively that Gerry would understand.

I told him they were all guys I had fucked in the six months before my diagnosis - I had been particularly active in that period, and I now knew that I had probably been carrying a very high viral load at the time.

First of all, I told him about the homeless guy.  I had been out drinking with a group of friends one night to celebrate someone's birthday and it was well after 11pm when I left the bar and made my way to the nearest underground station.  The station was some way from the bar, but it was a warm summer's night and I had decided to walk to get some air.

I hadn't been walking very long when I realised how badly I needed to piss.  I should have gone to the toilet before I left the bar, but I hadn't, and as I walked along the road I was getting more and more desperate.  I looked about for somewhere quiet to go and take a piss, but the road was quite busy with traffic and people.  I turned up a side road and, much to my relief, saw a row of shops with an alley down the side.  A skip full of builder's rubble meant no one could see the alleyway from the road - just what I needed.

I wasted no time in going behind the skip and within seconds I had pulled my dick out and was pissing like a racehorse.  Suddenly a voice said "Hey, watch what you're doing!"

I turned my head - a good looking guy in a beanie hat was sitting by the skip, a sleeping bag pulled up around him.  I had not noticed him and had almost pissed all over him.

"Sorry mate!" I said, "I didn't see you there>"

I had stopped pissing now and was standing there with my dick in my hand.  I looked at the guy.  I could see now that he was younger than I had thought at first, maybe late 20s at most and I could also see he was staring at my dick with a look of unmistakeable interest.

"No worries!" he said with a grin

He was still staring at my cock and I was getting semi hard now.

"Nice dick!" he said

"Thank you,"  I said and then added "I'm sorry mate, I really need to do this!" as I started to piss again.  He was still staring at my dick.

"Do it on me!" he said suddenly.  I looked at him in surprise and he grinned at me.  "Piss on me!" he said.

I moved towards  him and pissed all down his chest and onto the front of his jeans, moving my stream back up his body and aiming the rest straight into his mouth.  When I had finished he reached out and pulled my cock towards him.  Seconds later he had taken it in his mouth and was sucking me enthusiastically.  I let him suck my cock for a while and then I felt myself getting close, so I pulled out of his mouth and motioned to him to get up.

He hesitated.  "I don't know," he said "to be honest mate, I might not be very fresh."

I told him I didn't care and I wanted to suck his cock.  He hesitated again, but only very briefly and then he unzipped himself and puled his jeans and wet pants own to his knees.  He had a nice cock and I sucked him for a while and then he turned round and bent forwards, pulling his arse cheeks apart.

"Fuck me!" he said "Please, fuck me!"

I had some lube on me as always, and a few seconds later I was pushing the head of my cock against his arsehole.  He was very tight, but I pushed slowly but surely right up him and then began to fuck him.  I fucked him for a while and then he moaned  "Harder, fuck me harder!"

I took hold of his hips and began to fuck him harder, turned on by the tightness of his arse and the fact that he was so into being fucked.  I was getting close now and told him so "Oh fuck," he moaned "Cum in me, fucking cum in me!"  A short time later I shot what felt like a massive load right up him.  When I pulled out, he turned around and pulled me towards him.  He kissed me hard as he wanked his cock and seconds later he shot his load out in front of him.

We were both out of breath and as we pulled up our pants he told me it had been a while and said I had given him exactly what he needed.  But now, as I told Gerry, I couldn't help wondering if I had also given him something that he didn't need. 

I told Gerry of some of the other guys I kept seeing in my dreams - some random guys I had fucked at the Vault, a couple of guys I picked up at the gym and some of my Grindr hook ups.

I also told him about the Afghan Uber driver who had picked me up at a gay club and had invited me to sit in the front seat with him.  He had shown me a picture of his wife and two kids and at first I had thought he was just being friendly when he asked me about the club I had been to.  We ended up parked in a wooded area just off the main road where I fucked him, pants down over the bonnet of his car and shot a big load up his hairy arse as he told me how much he liked feeling the cum up his arse when he was driving.

There was also the guy I had met on Christmas Eve when I was out with with some friends for a drink.  One of my friends knew him and invited him to join us.  David was a good looking dark haired guy, tall and slim and in the course of our conversation he told me he was going to be on his own for Christmas as his partner was away.  He told me his partner was not out to his parents and was expected to go home for Christmas.

"How old is he?" I asked curiously

"He's 34." said David

"Oh," I said 

I suggested going for something to eat and soon David and I were in an Indian restaurant enjoying a good feed.  He didn't take much persuading to come home with me, although he was clear that if we did anything it would have to be with a condom.  I hadn't used a condom for some time, but he produced one and rolled it on my cock.  I began to fuck him, but after only a short time he told me to take the condom off.

"Are you sure?" I asked

Yes, fuck it - do me bareback!"

I didn't need any persuading - I ripped off the condom and seconds later I was up his cheating arse bare.  I really enjoyed fucking David and I could tell he was enjoying it too.  I fucked him kneeling up on the bed, on my back with him riding my cock,  then on his back with his legs in the air and then shot a big load right up him.

He stayed the night and I fucked him again in the morning and then we showered together.  We were both meeting friends for dinner but we were both still horny and we had another quick fuck before he left, he just pulled his pants and trousers down and I fucked him in the living room, sending him off to his friends with a big load up his arse.

Then there was Kieran.  He was a soldier I had hooked up with on one of the Apps when I was staying in a hotel in the north of England.  He was 19, dark haired and up for a fuck.  He told me he was in the army stationed at a base nearby and said he didn't have much time. I hadn't expected him to turn up in his army uniform but I wasn't complaining! 

He sucked my cock really well and the removed his boots, trousers and pants and knelt up on the bed so that I could slide my bare dick into his arse.  We finished with him on his back, legs in the air as I fucked him and pumped a nice big load into his soldier boy arse.

I told Gerry about my job and how I often picked up guys by giving them my number when they viewed a property and told him how sometimes one of a group of students would contact me after the viewing, sometimes one half a couple - mostly gay couples, but more than a few straight ones.  

I told him about Julian - a solicitor who had viewed a very expensive high end flat with his husband and had called me afterwards to see if he could have an additional viewing.  He seemed very nervous and I guessed I would have to make the first move.  As soon as I did, he was all over me.  It was as if he couldn't wait to get his pants down and his arse in the air.  He asked if I was going to use a condom and when I said I wasn't he said "Oh fuck!

He bent over willingly and I fucked and bred him - his smart suit trousers and his Calvin Klein underpants at his knees.  When I had finished he told me he had never cheated on his husband and told me his husband was the only guy who had ever fucked him bareback until now.

Gerry listened as I told him about a few more guys.

"Why do you think you keep seeing their faces?" he asked me

I would have felt stupid saying it to anyone else, but somehow I knew Gerry would understand.

"I think it's because I infected them with HIV" I said

"You think you knocked them up?" said Gerry

"Yes."

He looked at me.  "You're probably right." he said.

I hadn't really expected him to say that but he said it was more than likely and I might find I had an instinct for knowing when I had knocked someone up.

He also told me that all these guys had offered up their arses of their own free will - they were all adults and I hadn't forced them to do anything they did not want to do.  Gerry said that was their responsibility - not mine.  As long as I was honest if someone asked me my status and didn't stealth anyone, his view was that I was acting responsibly.

Gerry had told me earlier that he was also positive and not on meds, and now he told me that his doctors thought he had acquired a rare strain of HIV that was largely resistant to meds. I was already feeling much better through talking to Gerry and after we had talked a bit more, he did what I had been secretly hoping he would do - he took me home and fucked me!

As soon as he closed the door to his flat, I was all over him.

He got his cock out and I went down on him.  His cock was pretty big, but as I sucked it got bigger and bigger and soon I was sucking on one of the biggest and thickest cocks I had ever had in my mouth.  

"That's it," he said "Suck on that big poz cock!"

I sucked him for a bit longer and then he turned round and bent over.  "Now lick my arse!" he said.  I pulled his cheeks apart and pushed my tongue right up into his hole.  I licked him for a while and then took his cock back into my mouth.

A few moments later I was on my back on his kitchen table, my shoes, trousers and pants on the floor as Gerry pushed his cock into my arse.  His cock was huge and really stretched my arse, but I don't think I have ever felt so turned on.

He looked at me.  "I bet this is how you got knocked up in the first place!" he said "On your back, letting guys fuck you, no questions asked!"

"Yes," I gasped 

"You're going to love being positive, aren't you?" he said as he continued fucking me.

"Yes!" I moaned, "I'm going to love it!  I'm going to fucking love it!"

"Good boy!" he said as he began to fuck me even harder.  "Take my fuck - let me re-charge you!"

"Yes, yes!"   moaned. "Please do it - recharge me, fucking recharge my cunt!"

"I'm getting close!" he said "Do you want this?"

"Oh fuck, yes!" I moaned  "I want it!"

"Tell me how much!"

"More than anything!" I moaned "Fuck me, breed me, give me your strain! Give me your fucking strain!"

He started to cum in me. I could actually feel his cum pumping into my arse.

"Tag me, you bastard! I moaned.  "Fucking do it! Tag me for life!"

Gerry finished cumming and pulled out of me.

I knew I was now on a different path and life would never be quite the same again.

 

Such hot recounts, have edged and cum 2 and half times 😉 from them.. would upload pics of the loads on my chest, but files too big. Thanks for the amazing stories. 💦

[DaddyBare]

Reading the beginning of the story made me realise how many times I must have been fucked by poz tops without knowledge!

[drscorpio]

On 12/22/2024 at 10:01 AM, DaddyBare said:

Reading the beginning of the story made me realise how many times I must have been fucked by poz tops without knowledge!

I am saying this knowing that I was one of those guys for a long time. If you are taking loads and you aren't on PrEP, you are chasing whether you realize it or admit it to yourself or not. 

[Guest]

Don’t ask, don’t tell - just how I like it! 😈

great story!!

[subguy81]

I love poz stories,  I sometimes think of they ways I'd intentionally get it,  one guybtold me if he pozzed he wouldn't allow me on meds at first

[Tommy Tank]

Part 14

We were more than half way through the flight now and the attendants were selling drinks and snacks.  I couldn't help noticing the dark haired attendant, especially as he was bending over to hand drinks to the people across the aisle and his arse was practically in my face. He had a really fit arse and really filled out his smart dark blue trousers and I could feel myself getting a bit of a semi.

I ordered mysle a drink and a snack and he served me with a smile.

Neil was still asleep and was now snoring gently as I sipped my drink.  I thought again about what had taken place the night before.  Neil had been getting steadily more adventurous - especially in letting me finger his arsehole, but I had never thought he would ever actually take cock up his arse.  Now he had been fucked twice - once by a total stranger and once by me - even though he knew perfectly well that I was HIV positive and not on any meds.  I knew that Neil was not the kind of person to go further than he meant to - even when he was drunk he was still very much in control of himself and I was fairly sure he had been fully aware of what he was doing the night before when he had led the black guy and then me fuck him and cum in his arse.

I thought back to when I had first got to know Neil, and how shy he had been that first night in the office the first time he had unzipped his trousers and pulled his pants down to let me suck his cock. I remembered how much persuading he had taken to let me see his arsehole and then to lick it.  Now I had fucked him and had not used a condom.

I thought back to my first meeting with Gerry again - and how he had told me he had acquired a strain of HIV that appeared to be resistent to meds - and how many times he had fucked me since then.  I could never resist Gerry and pulled my pants down and let him fuck me whenever he wanted to.  He fucked me at his place, my place, in bars and clubs and sometimes invited his friends to fuck me.

When I next attended the sexual health clinic for a check up they asked me all the usual questions and tried once again to persuade me to go on meds.  Then they ran a few tests and I could see they were puzzled by the results.  They started asking me I had been abroad lately, and if I had visited any other continents.  As the questions went on, I guessed that Gerry had passed his resistant strain to me.

I liked Gerry a lot - and especially liked the fact that he didn't give a fuck - his attitude was that guys offered their arses of their own free will - he wasn't forcing them to do anything they didn't want to do - and if they asked him his status he would tell them, but if they chose not to ask any questions, that was their responsibility and not his.

As I got to know Gerry better, I was becoming more confident and less concerned about my HIV.  I still did not want to go on meds and somehow the knowledge that I had more than likely aquired a strain of HIV that could not be treated with meds seemed to make me even hornier and I took every opportunity I could to fuck and be fucled.

I was no longer seeing the faces of guys I had fucked in my dreams, but around this time I started experiencing something else which at first felt very strange.

The first time I noticed it happening, I was at the Vault one Friday evening after work.  It can be a bit hit and miss around this time and it was fairly quiet at first.  I noticed a guy checking in his bag and his jacket and, from the way the barman was pointing things out, I guessed it was the guy's first time at the Vault.  When he had checked in and got his free drink, the barman showed him where the condoms and lube were and I noticed he took a couple of condoms and put him in his pocket.

He was a good looking blond guy, a bit chubby and was dressed in suit trousers, smart shoes and a white shirt - all things I really go for.

I could tell he was quite nervous and at first he hung around on the fringes of things, just watching the action.  I saw him looking at me a few times and a little later I managed to cruise him and soon we were in a quiet corner in the room with the barrels.  We kissed for a while and then we both got our cocks out and he went down and started to suck my cock.  He sucked me really well and before long I was getting close.  I pulled out his mouth and we changed places.  I sucked him for a while and then motioned to him to turn round.  He turned round and bent over and I pulled his cheeks apart and pushed my tongue right up his arse.

I licked him for a while and then I stood up.  I was really horny now and I began to rub the head of my cock against his wet arsehole.  He let me do it for a while, but when I began to push the head of my cock into his arse, he pulled back.  He reached into his pocket and passed me a condom.  I  told him I didn't really like using condoms and he hesitated for a moment and then shook his head, pulling up his trousers and pants.

I was disappointed that I wasn't going to get the chance to fuck him,  but I always respect people's choices and I went and got myself another drink and then cruised around for a while.

It was getting quieter now and a little later, the same guy cruised me again and soon we were back in the same spot in the room with the barrels.  This time he went down on me almost immediately and then, after he had sucked me for a while, he stood up, pulled his trousers and pants down and bent over, pushing his fit arse out towards me.

"Are you sure?" I asked, and he nodded

A few seconds later, I was pushing my bare cock up his tight arse.  I waited a minute to let him get used to it and then I began to fuck him.  He was a really good fuck - his arse felt really tight and I enjoyed every minute of fucking him.  I fucked him for a bit longer and then I felt myself getting ready to cum.

That's when it happened - as I began to shoot my cum into him I somehow knew that I was about to knock him up.  I hadn't felt this before - but somehow I knew, with a rock solid conviction, that I was infecting him with HIV.

It was too late to stop myself, even if I had wanted to and I squirted the rest of my cum up his arse and then pulled out.  He mopped his brow with his shirt and a short time later we had a drink together at the bar.  He told me his name and I asked him if he came to the Vault often and he shook his head.  He told me that he was just down in London with his work and was travelling back to the north of England that evening.

He was a really nice guy, but as we chatted, I couldn't shake the feeling that I had just knocked him up. I guessed that he usually played safe and had come to the Vault with every intention of using condoms, but had given into the temptation to go bareback because he was horny and wanted to be fucked. 

It was a very strange feeling, but this was not the last time I was to experience it.

It was around this time that Gerry told me about the Friday Night Shift.

Gerry worked for a construction firm and, for the last 18 months he had been working on an upgrade of a stretch of motorway.  He worked during the night as a shift manager and worked twelve hour shifts.  The full time guys were only allowed to do four shifts a week, and two others shifts, including the Friday night shift, were covered with casual workers, who mostly also had day jobs and were working nights to make extra money.  Around this time, a lot of Eastern European guys were working in the UK and quite a lot were employed as casual workers on the Friday night shift.

Gerry's deputy on the Friday shift was Tom, who was married but also bisexual.  It didn't take long for he and Gerry to get together on one of their breaks.  They found a quiet spot below the motorway and Gerry fucked Tom up against the wall, shooting a nice big load up him.

After that they began to fuck regularly and the third time they got together, they realised they were being watched.  Two of the Polish guys on the shift were watching Gerry and Tom fuck and they were both wanking, their trousers and pants at their knees.  Gerry kept fucking and, just as he began to squirt his dirty load up Tom, the two Polish guys shot their loads out in front of them.

The next week the two guys appeared again and this time they joined in the fucking, both shooting a load up Tom's arse.  Gerry told me the two guys were cousins, both working in the UK to make some money to send home.  One of them, Pavel, was engaged to his girlfriend and was saving money for his wedding, the other Karel, had fathered a child with his ex partner and was sending his money to her. Both guys seemed to enjoy the fuck and a couple of weeks later, word seemed to have got around and more guys started showing up at the break, using Tom's mouth and arse to get off.

It was at this point that Gerry said if they wanted to continue having fun there would have to be some reciprocation as they couldn't all keep using Tom.  He was a little bit surprised when most of the guys seemed to accept the suggestion.

It was one of the Romanian guys who offered to bend over first, and soon he was being fucked by one of the other workers, an English builder working nights to make extra money to pay for his daughter's forthcoming wedding.

One of the Polish guys, Pavel, was the next to offer up his arse, and he too was fucked several times., including by his cousin.

Gerry told me it had all developed from there and his Friday Night Shift had now become one of the most popular and he had no issue finding guys to work it.

The breaks on a Friday had become a total fuck fest, with cocks being pushed into mouths and slipped up hairy arses all over the area below the motorway.  Nobody was using condoms and, though a few guys asked about them, they seemed quite happy to go without protection.

When Gerry told me all this, he said I could join them on a Friday if I wanted to have some fun.  He said to come and meet him before break time and added, if I walked around with a clipoard and looked as if I was there with a purpose, no one would question me.

Gerry got me a hard hat, a high-viz jacket and a pair of steel toed safety boots and we arranged I would drive up and join him the following Friday night.  I was a bit nervous putting on the gear, in case I looked like one of the Village People, but I actually thought I looked quite good and before long, I could feel the familar sensation of my cock pushing against the front of my trousers.

When I got there, Gerry showed me around the site and, as I watched the guys working, I found it hard to believe that a short time later most of them would be sucking cock and taking it up the arse!

I enjoyed every minute of the breaks - Gerry had not been exaggerating when he told me it would be fuck fest - and soon I was bent over taking cock after cock in my mouth and up my arse.  Quite a few of the guys bred me and soon I could feel the cum sliding out my arse and down the back of my balls.  I got to fuck a few of the guys too and in the end I shot my load up a bearded Romanian guy who told me later he had five children!

I joined Gerry most Friday nights and had a great time, taking it and giving it - always bareback, with no questions asked.  I enjoyed the whole experience very much - they were a good bunch of guys and worked really hard for most of the night.  As I am quite into piss, I also enjoyed the fact that a lot of the guys used to just get their cocks out and piss where they were working instead of making their way to one of the few portable toilets which were provided.  There was a back wall just out of sight of the traffic and most of the guys used to piss there, using the toilets only when they needed to take a dump.  It was all very horny!

Every now and then I would experience the same feeling I had experienced at the Vault - just as I began to shoot my load up some guy's arse, I would somehow be certain I was about to knock them up. 

It happened a few times on the Friday Night Shift - one time when I came up the arse of a young married Polish guy and once when I fucked one of his best friends.  One night I took the virginity of a young student who was working a couple of shifts a week to finance his university course and left a little gift up his arse.  He was a good looking young guy, quite muscly, with his hair tied back in a pony tail, and a very fit arse.  He told me he had been wanting to join in the fun for a few weeks - as he was pretty sure his girlfriend would never find out - and had really enjoyed taking it up the arse.

I guess no one will ever know how many guys got pozzed up during the construction of that stretch of motorway - but I'm failry sure it would be quite a few!  Both Gerry and I fucked most of the guys at least once as did Tom, who was also positive and not on meds.  Although he was a very active bottom, he usually shot at least one load up a fit arse during the course of the shift.

Thinking of all this had made me really horny and just then I noticed that Callum, who was sleeping in the seat next to mine, must have been dreaming about something nice, because he had a massive hard-on sticking up in his trousers.

The crew were preparing for landing now and the dark haired flight attendant came to check we all had our seat belts fastened and our trays up.  He looked at Callum and grinned at me.  I pulled my sweatshirt back which had been on my lap and showed him my own hard on.  He grinned at me and discreetly slipped something into the pocket of my polo shirt. It turned out to be his number.

We landed shortly afterwards and made our way wearily to the baggage reclaim.  A little later we came through into the airport and soon most of the guys were greeting their girlfriends and children.  Neil's wife couldn't pick him up so the two of us and Jamal made our way to the underground.

The following day,  I met up with the flight attendant in his hotel room.  He had invited the other attendant from our flight too - a fit German lad with blond hair and soon we were all naked and cocks were being sucked and arses licked.  They both fucked me, one after the other and then, when they had both bred me, they knelt up on the bed side by side.

I went up the dark haired guy first , fucked him for a while and then pushed up the blond lad.  I swapped between them for a while and then I was ready to cum.  I was up the blond guy as I began to squirt my load and, once again, I knew exactly what I was about to do to him.  I squirted a few shots of cum up him and then pulled out and went up the dark haired guy, shooting the rest of my load up him, knowing that I had just knocked them both up.

A horny end to a great holiday!