THE MAKING OF A CHASING PIG

[swimslut]

So fucking HOT! I love this story so much! 

[cumcruzer69]

On 5/13/2022 at 12:02 PM, DirtyFckr said:

Part 4

We didn’t text everyday of course, we were living so far apart, we had our own lives, and we would just check in on each other from time to time, with occasional sexting and exchange of pictures and videos of our hookups.

In the next few months following that last conversation with him, the words “poz loads” stuck in my head. I kept turning those in my mind, trying to understand why it had so much effect on me. I was thinking about it more and more when jerking off while watching porn and sniffing poppers. I had never really cared about guys’ status but I caught myself paying more attention to that detail on their BBRT profile. I still did not dare oinking the poz guys. I was probably too afraid. 

Finally, one Saturday evening, I was getting ready to hit the local bathhouse when I receive a message from my guy from the West Coast. I was still not fully dressed to go out and was just in my jockstrap and socks. -“Hey pig, what’s up tonight?” - “Getting ready to go to the bathhouse, what about you?” - “Just looking at those last pics you sent me, getting all horny”

- “Oh yeah?” - “Yeah, thinking about all the dirty things I’d do to you…”

I wasn’t in a rush, after all it was only 10pm, still plenty of time. -“What are you thinking?” - “Just how much I want to make you mine” while sending me a live pic of his perfect hard dick. I felt intrigued and excited and started playing with my dick without even really noticing. -“What do you mean by making me yours?” I asked, starting to feel where this was going. -“Just marking you. You’re lying on the bed, on your back. I’m on top of you, the tip of cock just rubbing on your wet hole. I’m pushing  gently, the tip my dick covered in precum enters slowly. I’m asking you if you’re sure.” -“Sure of what Sir?” -“If you’re sure you want my unmedicated poz dick inside…”

Please slide that wonderful poz cock in my needy hole! Free me!!!

[cumcruzer69]

On 6/5/2022 at 4:14 PM, DirtyFckr said:

Part 9

-“Just been a bit busy” I lied. I had been indeed avoiding him but as expected, it didn’t take much for him to lure me back to him. Just one sleazy video and my resolution just vanished in seconds. -“You’ve been getting cold feet, haven’t you? I know the path you’re going through. A slut getting off on taking risks but not yet ready to admit he wants more.” I didn’t know what to answer. He was right on the money like he was able to read my mind. -“I still want to make you mine, boy! My poz cum will wait for you. Just hit me up when you’re ready.” he added. -“Yes, sir!” was all I could manage to respond. I had this urge to jump on a flight and go get his dirty seed. But I was so conflicted I just couldn’t handle a simple conversation.

That evening, I just spent a few hours searching pozzing videos. I jerked off like a mad man, sniffing poppers, until I shot a huge load to this video:

[think before following links] [think before following links] https://barebackbastards.com/35127/pozzing-the-neg-bottom/

The guilt came back almost instantly as I was holding my still hard dick. I jumped in the shower and took my daily pill again, thinking it was just a slip up and that it wasn’t too serious. 

In the following weeks though, I realized that there was no going back. I went back to BZ and BBRT and I caught myself looking specifically for undetectable and poz guys. Somehow, it wasn’t enough for me not to know the guys’ status anymore, and I was avoiding guys on PrEp. I wasn’t confident enough yet to express what I was looking for however, neither to other guys, nor to myself. The guilt was slowly fading. After all, I was still on PrEp myself. I felt that I could have all the twisted thoughts and fun I wanted because PrEp was here to make it all okay at the end of the day. I got fucked by a few undetectable guys, probably a few poz guys too in a bathhouse. I even voluntarily missed a day or two of PrEp from time to time to give me the feeling of higher risk, but I wasn’t ready to drop it altogether again. As great as BBRT is, it still wasn’t providing me with what I wanted. Just a couple chasing bottoms who wanted to get fucked along side me, and a few tops I think were into pozzing but that I couldn’t manage to be straightforward with. I slowly understood that I would never jump by myself and that I needed to be guided. Or pushed.

Fast forward three months ago, I was informed that I would be travelling to a conference happening on the West Coast. It was going to be my first time there and I was excited to discover a new place - and mostly its darkrooms and sex clubs. My city doesn’t have sex clubs and darkrooms unfortunately, as it is prohibited to sell alcohol in places where you can have sex. I like bathhouses but I’m always bothered by the fact that you have to undress and walk around in a towel. Sex clubs and darkrooms feel more organic to me when it comes to sex. Thinking I should just try and line up some guys already, I set up a travel schedule on BBRT. It took less than ten minutes to get a WhatsApp message -“Hey boy! Just saw that you’ll be visiting soon! I know we haven’t been in touch much but just know that my poz dick is ready for you if you want it! I know I want you! Cheers!”

Damn this story is almost exactly how I feel. I don’t want to get pozzed up and so want a stud to seduce me and poz me up PLEASE!!!

[borntosuck]

Reading this keeps me hard all the time. Imagination runs wild while jerking to this

[cumcruzer69]

On 11/22/2022 at 7:34 PM, DirtyFckr said:

Part 20

I was feeling great, and the memory of the previous day’s adventures was fading. The pain had gone, I was feeling horny and hungry, and those pics just lit up a fire in me. Gone those terrors I had the night before, the doubts that had been haunting my mind for the past week. I was rubbing my cock through my underwear, looking avidly at that cock pic he said he had taken live when he sent it. I was remembering that first time he had loaded my ass with his poz cum, just a few days ago, and I could not understand why I had been so freaked out all week long. “Make sure you’re ready at 8pm, boy! And prepare some change of clothes as you won’t be back before tomorrow!” he texted as I was jerking on his pic. I edged myself a few times, checking pozzing videos online and imagining it would soon be me.

I got up around 11AM and figured I should eat something now in order to prep for 8PM. I grabbed some brunch and decided to walk around the city and explore until I had to get ready. With all the meetings, I had not had any time to discover the area, which turned out to be pretty nice. Beach, pier, a very nice afternoon with a constant boner thinking about his poz dick. With my hands in my pockets, I was continuously rubbing my cock, and was checking the time frantically hoping 8PM would come faster.

I got back at my hotel around 5:30PM and started prepping, sniffing a bit of poppers from time to time. I was at the curb in front of my hotel at 8PM sharp. At that point, I was just too horny and excited to think about anything else but that dick and cum. The loss of my PrEp had escaped my mind completely. An old blue Toyota stopped right in front of me. It was him. He motioned me to get in . I sat by him and closed the door. “Look what you’re doing to me, boy!” I looked down and his dick was out of his pants, fully hard. He pulled me in and gave me a deep kiss, before pushing my head down to his cock. “Kiss it, boy.” I did and he put it back into his pants. “Soon, it will be all yours” he added as he started driving. 

We drove for twenty-five minutes until we got to a motel. We got out of the car and he told me to wait while he would get the keys to the room. He came back five minutes later and we made our way to the second floor into a double room. It was clean but old looking. “Make yourself comfortable, we’ll spend quite some time here”. I dropped my bag and went to the bathroom. When I came out, he had dimmed the light and he was naked. “Strip down to your jocks, boy.” he ordered. I took my pants and t-shirt off. I was just wearing my white jockstrap. “On your knees here.” I kneeled in front of him. “Open your mouth” I did and he spit into it before shoving his already hard cock down my throat. He started to fuck my face mindlessly, firmly holding my head from behind. I was trying to catch quick breaths between thrusts as best as I could until he pulled completely out. “Climb onto the bed now, ass up.” I did and he started eating my ass, pushing his tongue as deep as possible and making my hole all wet and sloppy. After ten minutes, he got up and lined his dick with my hole and started pushing the tip into it. “It’s time again, boy. You got already one poz load from me a week ago. But now, it’s one additional week without meds for me. My dick is more toxic than it was last time” he said while sliding in slowly. I could feel every inch entering my ass, with the help of his spit and precum. His poz dick was getting inside me and I was feeling strangely high. He waited to be fully in before starting to fuck me harder. I could tell he was horny as hell. After a few minutes, he flipped me to my back and shoved his dick right back in. “I want to look at your face, boy”. He picked up the pace and screamed as he shot his load. “ Turn around.” I felt something on my right butt cheek. “There, that’s load number one”. He had marked my ass. “Tonight, I’ll turn you into a Poz cumdump, boy. A poz cumdump who’ll beg for toxic loads”. 

Thanks you got me horny enough to be chasing I love this feeling!

[Guest]

On 9/20/2022 at 10:43 AM, GrayWolfBln said:

FUCK YEAHHH your story is fuckin hot ... sweaty poz brothers fuckin and recharging each other ... 👍🐽☣️

so sexy

[DirtyFckr]

Part 23

”He was until a week ago!” 

How did he know? I was confused and was trying to piece things together but the guy behind me was fucking me so brutally and the dick in my mouth was working real hard, I couldn’t think straight. I also thought that it was too late at that point to care, that I wouldn’t have put myself in this situation if I really cared. I was so overwhelmed by the excitement of the moment, I just let go. 

This revelation seemed to increase the level of madness for the guys surrounding us. I could feel there dicks being jerked against my hips, my back, my chin. Some of them were becoming verbal. “Your boy’s gonna take his poz load?” “Get him pregnant!” “You’re toxic, man?” Guys were having conversations around me, but mostly not addressing me directly. I was nobody, I wasn’t a person. I was just a dump for toxic loads.

Those words just encouraged me to show my thirst for cum even more. I was arching my back as much as possible, I was working my mouth around that dick as hard as possible and tightening my hole to ask for that load. “Take it, bitch!” I heard the guy behind me groaning like a beast, his dick buried balls deep and throbbing. 

“Good boy, but it’s just the beginning” the guy I was with whispered in my ear. The one I was sucking blew his load in my throat, while another guy slid into my ass. I swallowed the cum and received a kiss from my top. “Open your mouth” he ordered. He placed something into my mouth. “Bite and breathe in”. I complied and felt a big rush of heat. “It’s my sock soaked in poppers, boy. You’ll like it”
 

[negbtm]

Glad our unPrEPped cumdump is getting filled with POZ cum 😈