Prep intentions

[Cubbtm4poz]

Love where this is going....keep up the good work....

[rapazsolitario]

I hope they flushed his Pep

[BC_Bottom]

10 minutes ago, rapazsolitario said:

I hope they flushed his Pep

Or swapped them out for Tic Tacs.

[Holeforu]

Hot!!!! Great story

[Tanbbottom]

Chapter 6

The next three weeks waiting for either the arrival of night sweats and fuck flu, or a negative HIV test were pure torture. I had promised myself I would only engage in safe sex while waiting and figured from my track record no sex would be the best plan of attack. For the first four days I even avoided porn. I needed to keep from stirring my cravings. In hindsight I think this only increased my libido to epic proportions.

Every half decent looking guy I saw sent shivers of lust through my skin. I couldn't concentrate on the story lines of movies or TV shows,  my imagination was so busy undressing the lead men. If they were having sex I was totally frustrated their cocks were not visible and I was consumed by jealousy that they weren't 'doing' me. 

If I was in touching distance of a guy it took every once of my energy to keep from stroking their strong hairy arms; or diverting my eyes from being glued to their crotch. 

By the fifth day I knew I needed to change my tact. I went to a gay restaurant needing to be with my tribe; but, where it would be harder to hookup than at a gay bar. I made sure I had lots of condoms in my pockets 'just in case.'

My waiter was a cute twink and very flirty. It was fun to tease and flirt back. He really wasn't my ideal type so I didn't feel I was in much danger. 

The booze with my meal was warming my veins and relaxing my brain as I paid up and left. It was a beautiful evening so I set out for a relaxing walk. With my guard down I was soon sitting on a park bench in a popular cruising area. I startled out of this relaxed revelry when a very portly guy sauntered past me blatantly rubbing his crotch. 

Quickly I rationalized. 'Giving him a blowjob would be safe enough.' I was instantly on my feet and following him into the bushes. 

He had his small pecker out and ready before I reached him so I dropped to my knees. Even though not large it felt great to have a cock in my mouth. His sighs of pleasure made it clear I was doing an adequate job. 

I was beginning to anticipate my first ever mouthful of cum when he pulled out of me and proclaimed; "Fuck me!"

With no thought I found myself balls deep with my naked cock in his tight hole. Waves rippling across his ample ass was an intoxicating sight and I was soon unloading a multi day orgasm deep inside him. 

That's when I snapped awake. 'What had I just done?' I pulled up my pants and ran for home forgetting my manors to thank him. 

My shame at so easily losing control and my relief that I had topped rather than being bred motivated me to avoid sex for the next six days. 

There were a few close calls and certainly the temptations were torturous, but I was able to remain successful in my goal. 

I felt so pleased with myself that by day seven I began to allow myself to make plans to give a blowjob or two. 'Oh, if I could just suck down a load or two.'

Rightly or wrongly, I figured a public washroom would provide the safety measures needed to keep my ass out of the action. If not I would be on edge enough to be sure to remember condom use. 

Pockets full and bulging I headed into a Mall washroom that I had researched online. I found the one stall with a glory hole, stripped naked, sat on the throne and waited. 

My heart was pounding and I was disappointed when the first guy to use the neighbouring stall didn't even look through the hole. 

After waiting another excruciating ten minutes I heard that stall door close and latch. I snuck a peek to see a slim mall janitor stroking his average size cock with a pointed head. He caught me looking and stepped over to present my prize. 

As I suspected he didn't have long and was quickly fucking my face. Soon he was blasting a load into my no longer virgin mouth. I was still savoring his sweet salty nectar when the next occupant pulled and latched the door. 

A lovely seven inch black cock was presented at the glory hole. I quickly swallowed the remaining cum and engorged this lovely black lollypop. Once more it was not long 'til I was rewarded with his orgasm, this time pumping giz onto my tonsils. He shot a huge load. I could barely keep ahead of it with my swallowing. I loved the sensation and knew I had died and gone to fag heaven. 

I patiently waited and within the next half hour had guzzled down three more loads from a variety of men and cocks. 

So high on cum and adrenaline my brain didn't even engage when the next beautiful bear pulled his nine inches from my mouth and declared; "Give me your ass man."

I was pushing my hairy hole on his raw meat with no thought to my personal pledge. 

My hole was very tight not having hosted a cock in almost two weeks. You'd have thought the unbearable pain would have brought me to my senses, but my hungry hole had no intention of giving up this prize. 

He was soon pistonning with his rock hard fuck pole and all I could manage was to delight that this gorgeous stranger was using and abusing my ass in this mall bathroom. I was experiencing a classic hot porn scene playing my idea of the lead role. I now only had one goal, to make him nut every ounce of his anonymous giz as deep in me as he chose to. 

And, nut he did, with a deep reverberating roar that I fully expected echoed through the halls of the mall. 

He was soon gone and with my dripping ring still pressed against the glory hole my hands reached up to cover my eyes as I thought; 'What the fuck have I just done?!'

I now knew I had lost the battle with my pledge. From that moment 'til my test day I would guiltily try and fail to avoid sex. With one compromising situation after another my risk loving ass saw my guts painted with anonymous load after load. 

By the time I returned to the clinic I had ingested dozens of creamy loads and hosted a baker's dozen breedings making the HIV test null and void.

All the same I lied to the clinic staff swearing all encounters had been safe. They knew I was lying and gave me the rapid test. When it showed negative they took more blood and sent me away for the next torturous two weeks to wait for the more thorough test results. 

[aussieamylpig]

This is hot as fuck. 
keep writing more 

[cublad]

 nice

[nymidtowneast]

Damn, we need to get that boy knocked up!

[negchaserlooking]

When lust for cock and cum overrules common sense and danger 🤣🤣🤣 love it

[rapazsolitario]

I love this story

[SeaStealthBttm]

More!

[bbbpmm]

Hot, hot story. Keep it cumming. 

[Bicuriousfckr]

Give me all those creamy loads

[backpackguy]

Yup, the fuck flu is racing down the track...a li'l toxic Poz cum dump is being born...lucky boy!! Now get your toxic ass to the bath house and impregnate those chasin li'l whores!!!🧑🍑🍆💦☣️🦂🎁🔥🎇😈🐷😛😋😂

[Tanbbottom]

"Negative", I couldn't believe what the clinic nurse was saying. I hadn't had the fuck flu but understood not everyone got it. I'd taken so many loads from so many strangers, some who'd assured me they were highly toxic that the negative test result seemed a miracle. 

Maybe I'm immune I thought. Quickly the insanity of this thought rushed to the surface. If I allowed myself to think that I would never get on PreP and with my cum hungry hole it was not a matter of if I'd get infected, it was a matter of when. 

When I honestly confessed how promiscuous I'd been while waiting for the test results and that I'd never used protection the staff decided to bend the rules and get me on PreP ASAP. They still did another rapid test, 'negative' followed by a more thorough test but gave me the PreP prescription right away. They knew it was futile to expect me to remain safe until the more thorough test returned. 

I was so deeply relieved that they could give the prescription and fill it. I  was heading home with three months worth of pills in my pocket. Finally I was following through on my PreP intentions. 

I took the first pill the moment I got home and felt like I had successfully climed Mt . Everest. 

I was so stoked that I went on Squirt and swiped through to see who was on line. 

My attention was totally drawn by a 62 year old silver fox. He looked so much like one of my bb porn favorites Lance Charger. It didn't faze me that his profile said he was poz and nothing about read treatment as prevention. I  just jumped into the chat area and told him how hot I found him. 

To my surprise he immediately sent me his private pics and videos requesting I do so in return. I don't have videos but eagerly sent my private pics, a few of which clearly show me taking a variety of cocks bb, and one showing fresh cum dripping from my hole. 

Having sent mine I began to watch his videos. They were beyond hot, they were scorching with raw sexual energy.  It seemed every man this guy 'did' was handsome beyond belief. All the videos were true to his profile which read among other things 'into,  bareback '.

The last video I opened had me gobsmacked. The silver fox and his bottom were engaged in prolific poz talk. The bottom begging for 'daddy's toxic load', daddy egging the bottom on, 'tell me exactly what you want', 'tell me you want me to knock you up and poz you slut. ' Holy fuck! I'd heard of these kinds of videos but never seen one. And here the toxic poz top was the guy I was chatting with. OMG!

Silver fox let me know how much he loved my pictures and cut right to the chase,  "I want to fucking breed you boy."

Before I could think I had sent back a message; "Yes, yes, yes! I fuckin need you to breed me."

"Can you come over right now?" His address was very close by. 

"Um  ... eh  ... I don't think so. " I couldn't believe that he was interested in me. The thought had me over the moon with excitement and hornyness. But  my brain was working well enough to know that one PreP pill would not provide the protection I would need with him. 

"You don't think so? Why not son?"

My insides melted every time this masculine daddy hunk called me that. I considered lying but decided on the truth. 

"I just started on PreP today daddy. I'm assuming you aren't medicated. My favorite video is the one full of Poz talk. It got me so hard I almost shot my load. " Damn it, why did I tell him that?

He just kept me chatting for the next hour. It was intoxicating. And every now and then he would casually insert his invitation for that night. He could tell my resolve was shaky to begin with and that our erotic chat had it weakening more and more. 

"You like the poz talk video?"

"Like? I fuckin love it!"

"Then let me call my friend. He can record us making the same video with you tonight."

"That would be awesome! ... Wait  ... it's so fuckin hot but I don't want to get pozzed."

"You sure slut? Why's it taken you so long to get on PreP? And why's that video horn you up so much?"

"I don't want to get pozzed. But I have fuckin loved the risk!"

"Then come over now and take one last risk, before PreP takes that joy of the possibility of dodging the bullet away from you. Come on,  you know you want to, just one last time ."

"Fuck, fuck, fuck! We both know you are right. "

"Then how long will it take you to get here. We'll clean you out here. "

"Fuck man! Fuck daddy! Really?! OK! See you in ten."

I was there in eight. He met me at the door hairy chest exposed in a plush house coat and led me directly to the bathroom. He was naked the moment the door closed and undoing my buttons and trousers. I was soon as naked as he, dropped to my knees and took his impressive cock into my mouth. He grunted satisfaction and soon pulled me up. 

"There will be lots of time for that later. My friend will be here soon so we need to flush you out. Get in the shower. "

This was a new experience for me. No one had ever given me an enema before. I melted into his absolute control as he stuck the hose up my ass, instructed me how long to hold the water, and when to evacuate. He was so confident and comfortable any embarrassment I might have started with was washed away with the first flush. Luckily it only took three and I was clean as a whistle. 

When he led me into his bedroom his friend was already there setting up three cameras and as naked  as the two of us. He was gorgeous with a swimmers build.

They had clearly done this many times, because the silver fox came onto me without exchanging even a word with his friend. The presence of the friend and cameras had me very excited and my semi hard cock sprung to full attention. 

Daddy pushed me backwards onto the bed and took my cock balls deep into his mouth andthroat. I began producing copious amounts of precum which he spat onto and worked into my hole for lube. 

Clearly his intent was to cut right to the chase. Soon his raging poz cock head was teasing my happy hole. 

'Tell me what you want son."

"I need you to fuck me daddy."

"What do you want me to fuck you with slut?"

"Your raw cock daddy."

"And why are you so hot for this raw cock?"

"Awe ... um ..."

"Say it son. "

"Oh stop teasing me, fuck me already with your raw poz cock. "

As the head penetrated me,  "My highly toxic raw poz cock?"

"Oh fuck  ... yes. Give it to me. "

As he bottomed out,  "You want me to knock you up son? You want me to poz your negative ass? "

"No daddy! I don't want to get pozzed!"

"Is your negative ass on PreP then son?"

"Fuck me please. Just one pill today, my first. "

"Then you want me to poz you. "

"No daddy, I'm just addicted to the risk.  Fuck me! Breed me! But don't poz me, please!"

For the next half hour he pounded me like a jack hammer. Missionary, doggie,  spooning. Every now and then I would notice his friend moving in for a close up. I loved my ravaging being recorded but mostly I was consumed by the intensity of the fuck. 

Daddy moved me into Missionary again, ploughed into me balls deep and looked deep into my eyes. 

"I'm very close son,  where do you want my load?"

"Oh fuck! Already? Shoot it in me daddy. I need your cum painting my guts! "

"My toxic cum? So you want me to infect you after all?"

"No, no daddy. Don't infect me!"

"Then you want me to pull out. "

"Fuck no! Breed me, please."

"Then ask me to poz you. Beg me. This is being recorded and I can't give it to you unless you ask. "

"Fuck man, just breed me already!  ... OK knock me up with your toxic cum. Poz my fuckin negative ass."

He was powerful unloading deep in my ripped up guts before I finished. 

I was spraying hands free and the camera man didn't miss a moment or a drop flying through the air. 

Still deep inside me daddy took my face in his two hands and spoke with great compassion. "Good boy. I knew the moment we started chatting this is what you wanted."

"You are right. Accept for converting. I still don't want HIV."

"Well you've got a strange way of showing it son!", laughed daddy and I couldn't help but join in. 

Daddy finally got up and headed for the bathroom. I started to follow and his friend said, "Where do you think you're going? My turn. Bend over the side of that bed."

I did and he was pounding away within a second. He blasted in my ass as daddy returned from the bathroom.  He slipped out and daddy was back in me again. 

I would beg to be knocked up by his toxic poz cum three more times before morning, just to get his sperm. I still had no desire to get pozzed, I just couldn't pass up the excitement of the risk. 

The friend also dropped two more loads into my negative ass. As I was leaving I thought to ask about the friend's viral status. " Higher viral load than me.", winked daddy. 

As I took my second PreP pill that night I wondered if it made any sense. Hopefully I'd stay negative long enough for the PreP to take hold and protect me.