Need loose hole

[PozTalkAuthor]

So fucking hot...

Gifter's honor is to lick all his chaser's last neg blood clean! 

Such a strong connection they have, and the bond will be even stronger in a while I think.

[oinker]

A very erotic story ! Makes poz breeding  a special  act of love ❤️ to give oneself over to another completely  Poz Cum  more and more  soon bro 

[HunterCox]

 STRECHING MY HOLE FOR YOU STUD 

[BBwhore90]

  Chests pressed together and his cock still in my hole, I moved my face to his and kissed him. We played in each others' mouths for a few minutes with my arms and legs still wrapped around him.
  "Thank you, Sir," I said, breaking my lips away from his. "I love that you've been trying to poz me this whole time, but I really feel like this is the one."
  "You're so welcome, boy. I've been loving every second trying to get you, too. Don't be disappointed if you're still neg in a couple months, though. It's not always straight forward, or as easy as the videos make it out," he told me. "I mean, blood coming out of your hole might mean that the virus can't get in those tears."

  He leaned in and kissed me again, his hand holding the back of my head.
  "But I'm gonna try my best tonight, this is gonna be our best opportunity so far, I think. I'm staying right in you, until I'm hard again," he continued. "Do you think your hole will be able to take a fist, or are you too sore all ripped up?"
  "No, Sir, you have to work it in. Make it take," I pleaded.

  Kissing me once more, he made out with me for a while. Eventually, I felt my gifter start moving his hips again and I moved my hands down to his ass cheeks, helping him thrust. He moaned into my mouth and I answered in kind. His dick was growing inside me, stretching me out again and I loved the sensation. This was a level of intimacy I hadn't expected when I'd sent that first message. I had thought I'd get a load or two and we'd never make contact again. Now I felt special.

  My hole was feeling tight now, so I knew he was fully erect inside me and he broke our kiss.
  "Squeeze my ass cheeks, boy, pull them apart, grip them tight. I can feel your load leaking out of me and it's so hot." Following his orders, I worked his ass cheeks while I moaned from his thrusting.
  "Oh fuck yes, boy," he groaned as he moved a hand back, brushing it past mine and swiping it up his ass crack. He brought it back up and stuck a finger in my mouth. My load, recently freed from his tight hole was now being worked across my tongue. I sucked on his finger like my life depended on it, moaning around it and holding eye contact.

  Pulling his finger out of my mouth, he put his hands on the bed and pushed up. Our chest hair, matted with dried blood, ripped apart like velcro. Both of us made a noise of pain, looking at each other with wide eyes and then we laughed.
  "I didn't expect that to happen," I said.
  "No, me neither. That hurt like a bitch. I'm never getting waxed, fuck that!"
  I laughed at him again. Neither of us had lost hairs, we had just plucked at them. It hadn't hurt too much, it was just unexpected and had shocked us both.

  From his new position, he was more forceful with his fucking. My moans reached a new pitch and my eyes rolled back as he started catching my prostate again.
  "I'm getting it again, aren't I boy? Your dick is leaking again," he told me. I felt his fingers working the head of my cock making me moan even more. He was making me feel so good. My hands found his arms and I went exploring, enjoying his muscular body.

  His fingers left my dick again, one of them sliding into my hole using my own precum as lube.
  "Oh fuck, Sir. You're making me so loose. You feel so good," I whined at him.
  "Yeah, boy. Gotta work my loads in, like you asked. Need to get you ready for my wrists, fist pig!" He was thrusting hard and fast again, breaking my moans up with each impact. "You fucking love it, boy. Enjoy my fat cock, bug slut. You're still bleeding a bit, boy. You're making my balls all red again."
  "Thank you, Sir," was all I could muster in that moment. "Thank you." I heard him chuckle and felt his finger leave my hole, for him to fuck me harder still.

  Moving my hands over him again, feeling his muscles work, I felt an orgasm build. I'd never felt this before, but he was truly pounding my g-spot. He was sweating again and as I moved my hands over to his pecs, I noticed the blood was no longer dry and I was smearing new patterns in it.
  "You're gonna make me cum, Sir," I panted. "I've never cum like this before."
  "Fuck yeah, boy. Keep doing what you're doing, we can cum together. Twist my nipples, bug chaser."

  I played with his nips, twisting like he said. I concentrated on the building pressure inside me, now unsure if I was going to cum or piss. I decided to trust my body and the man about to breed me again and let myself enjoy the moment. I got a face full of spit and he started calling me all sorts. I loved the names he called me, they weren't insults, more like exultations. Pig, chaser and other such things, whilst I begged for what he had.

  It took almost 10 minutes for him to work my load out from the inside. I was almost yelling as I blew on my own chest, incoherent noises and dripping sweat, I had finally cum hands free for the first time. I felt amazing. I looked up at the man above me, as wet as I was, still thrusting. He wasn't as forceful as a moment before, but he was still moving.
  "Did you cum, Sir?" I asked.
  "Yeah boy, I told you I was pozzing you again, but I think you were lost in your hole at the time," he grinned, looking proud of himself. "You've never cum like that?"
  "That was my first hands free, Sir," I said, still breathing heavily.
  "Fucking hot." He sounded smug. "I'll let your hole rest a bit before I wreck it."

[PozTalkAuthor]

I am in a place where I have not so much privacy and I read this; my member just became hard and it hurt under my clothes.

I use to read sexy stories like yours, fully naked. Just in case... Keep on writing.

[HVLpoz88]

On 8/6/2024 at 3:58 PM, BBwhore90 said:

  Chests pressed together and his cock still in my hole, I moved my face to his and kissed him. We played in each others' mouths for a few minutes with my arms and legs still wrapped around him.
  "Thank you, Sir," I said, breaking my lips away from his. "I love that you've been trying to poz me this whole time, but I really feel like this is the one."
  "You're so welcome, boy. I've been loving every second trying to get you, too. Don't be disappointed if you're still neg in a couple months, though. It's not always straight forward, or as easy as the videos make it out," he told me. "I mean, blood coming out of your hole might mean that the virus can't get in those tears."

  He leaned in and kissed me again, his hand holding the back of my head.
  "But I'm gonna try my best tonight, this is gonna be our best opportunity so far, I think. I'm staying right in you, until I'm hard again," he continued. "Do you think your hole will be able to take a fist, or are you too sore all ripped up?"
  "No, Sir, you have to work it in. Make it take," I pleaded.

  Kissing me once more, he made out with me for a while. Eventually, I felt my gifter start moving his hips again and I moved my hands down to his ass cheeks, helping him thrust. He moaned into my mouth and I answered in kind. His dick was growing inside me, stretching me out again and I loved the sensation. This was a level of intimacy I hadn't expected when I'd sent that first message. I had thought I'd get a load or two and we'd never make contact again. Now I felt special.

  My hole was feeling tight now, so I knew he was fully erect inside me and he broke our kiss.
  "Squeeze my ass cheeks, boy, pull them apart, grip them tight. I can feel your load leaking out of me and it's so hot." Following his orders, I worked his ass cheeks while I moaned from his thrusting.
  "Oh fuck yes, boy," he groaned as he moved a hand back, brushing it past mine and swiping it up his ass crack. He brought it back up and stuck a finger in my mouth. My load, recently freed from his tight hole was now being worked across my tongue. I sucked on his finger like my life depended on it, moaning around it and holding eye contact.

  Pulling his finger out of my mouth, he put his hands on the bed and pushed up. Our chest hair, matted with dried blood, ripped apart like velcro. Both of us made a noise of pain, looking at each other with wide eyes and then we laughed.
  "I didn't expect that to happen," I said.
  "No, me neither. That hurt like a bitch. I'm never getting waxed, fuck that!"
  I laughed at him again. Neither of us had lost hairs, we had just plucked at them. It hadn't hurt too much, it was just unexpected and had shocked us both.

  From his new position, he was more forceful with his fucking. My moans reached a new pitch and my eyes rolled back as he started catching my prostate again.
  "I'm getting it again, aren't I boy? Your dick is leaking again," he told me. I felt his fingers working the head of my cock making me moan even more. He was making me feel so good. My hands found his arms and I went exploring, enjoying his muscular body.

  His fingers left my dick again, one of them sliding into my hole using my own precum as lube.
  "Oh fuck, Sir. You're making me so loose. You feel so good," I whined at him.
  "Yeah, boy. Gotta work my loads in, like you asked. Need to get you ready for my wrists, fist pig!" He was thrusting hard and fast again, breaking my moans up with each impact. "You fucking love it, boy. Enjoy my fat cock, bug slut. You're still bleeding a bit, boy. You're making my balls all red again."
  "Thank you, Sir," was all I could muster in that moment. "Thank you." I heard him chuckle and felt his finger leave my hole, for him to fuck me harder still.

  Moving my hands over him again, feeling his muscles work, I felt an orgasm build. I'd never felt this before, but he was truly pounding my g-spot. He was sweating again and as I moved my hands over to his pecs, I noticed the blood was no longer dry and I was smearing new patterns in it.
  "You're gonna make me cum, Sir," I panted. "I've never cum like this before."
  "Fuck yeah, boy. Keep doing what you're doing, we can cum together. Twist my nipples, bug chaser."

  I played with his nips, twisting like he said. I concentrated on the building pressure inside me, now unsure if I was going to cum or piss. I decided to trust my body and the man about to breed me again and let myself enjoy the moment. I got a face full of spit and he started calling me all sorts. I loved the names he called me, they weren't insults, more like exultations. Pig, chaser and other such things, whilst I begged for what he had.

  It took almost 10 minutes for him to work my load out from the inside. I was almost yelling as I blew on my own chest, incoherent noises and dripping sweat, I had finally cum hands free for the first time. I felt amazing. I looked up at the man above me, as wet as I was, still thrusting. He wasn't as forceful as a moment before, but he was still moving.
  "Did you cum, Sir?" I asked.
  "Yeah boy, I told you I was pozzing you again, but I think you were lost in your hole at the time," he grinned, looking proud of himself. "You've never cum like that?"
  "That was my first hands free, Sir," I said, still breathing heavily.
  "Fucking hot." He sounded smug. "I'll let your hole rest a bit before I wreck it."

We need more of this 🥵💦

[GrayWolfBln]

FUCK I LOVE YOUR STORY ... SO FUCKIN HOT AND SLEAZY ☣️😈☣️

[austin_submale]

Hope to read more.  Looking forward to hearing about another test...

 

[PozTalkAuthor]

Yes please come back and continue the story!

[Knightfalconer]

A very horny saga thus far. 😉 The poz verbal is very good. I hope the author writes another chapter (with the results of another home HIV test in it), to at least complete his tale.

I hope also that he might expand a little on the neg boy's fear (which briefly appeared), and perhaps describe how the poz top responds to this.... maybe by restraining and tape-gagging his victim before dumping yet more toxic seed deep in his neg arse. 😋

Budding and existing authors please note:

I also compliment the author on the way he has arranged his story, spacing it in to manageable paragraphs and clearly separating out any lines of conversation. It makes it much easier to read and assists with pacing the narrative, (thus avoiding the tendency in erotica, to speed up the action faster than necessary, ending the description too rapidly when orgasm is achieved).

[ImXXX666]

Shouting "No meds no PrEP!" is so hot for pozzing

[Cumbreedseed]

On 5/13/2024 at 5:06 PM, BBwhore90 said:

  "Yes please, Sir." I answered into his shoulder.
  "You want another toxic load, boy?" He pushed.
  "Yes, Sir. I want another toxic load."

  I felt hands push my shoulders up, where my body came back to me. I started riding slowly, enjoying the wetness around my gifter's shaft. Grunts and moans from the man beneath me, as I got more energetic with my efforts. I picked up the small brown bottle again, but before I could uncap it I was flipped over in one, smooth motion.

  I had let out a small yelp, not expecting the manhandling I had been the vitctim of and was answered with a silent smile. His bearded mouth spat forcefully into my face, covering me. My eyes flickered shut, before I opened my mouth wide. Another string of saliva was dropped onto my tongue and I was told to hold it there. I kept my tongue extended, as I revelled in the sensation of my gifter's spit roll down to the back of my throat. "Swallow," he told me. I did, my dick pulsing in unison.

  "Come and suck my dick," he said to me, pulling his dick out of me and stepping back.
  I followed his body, rolling my self off the bed and onto my knees in front of him. I lifted my hand to his balls to hold him still while I worked, being rewarded with the smell of his sweat. Before I put my mouth over his fat dick, I moved my nose to the space between his balls and his thigh, inhaling as if I were sniffing on the popper bottle. He smelled amazing, perfect even. This was the smell of a man who had worked all day and hadn't showered since the night before. My dick pulsed again, straining against my jockstrap pouch. I sniffed again and again, before I was told to stop.

  "I said suck my dick, not smell my balls, boy." He grabbed my hair and pulled my head back, looking me in the eye. "Good to know you love my man smells, though. You can enjoy yourself later. Now, suck my dick!" He had issued an order and guided my face to the tip of his shining dick, allowing no deviance from his instructions. I covered my teeth with my lips and opened my mouth as wide as I could, taking his cock as deep as I could. I relaxed around him, my hands on his firm, round buttocks as I tasted myself and the stranger's cum.

  We moaned in pleasure together, revelling in filth. "Such a pig," he said. "You fucking love it, don't you?"
  "Mmhm," I murmured back to him.
  "You're a nasty little bug hole, can't get enough, can you? Bug pig!" He claimed, pulling my head backwards by my hair again. He spat in my face again. My dick pulsed. "Get back on the bed. On your back."

  As I stood, his hands grabbed my face and pulled me to his own. I was kissed, deeply and passionately. I kissed back with the same fervour, enjoying the intimacy and wrapping my arms around his defined torso.
  "On the bed!" He almost yelled at me, breaking the kiss and pushing me backwards.
  I almost fell on the bed, lifting myself up and little and grabbing the back of my knees to expose my hole for him. "Good boy," he said. The gifter dropped down to one knee and buried his face between my cheeks and started lapping at my loose hole.

  "Oh fuck, Sir. Ugh, you make me feel so good." I whined. My hands fell to the back of his head without me realising what I'd done. He continued to work his tongue on and in my hole for a couple of minutes, before opening his mouth wide and sucking hard on my hole. I felt my ring pulse outwards and into his opened mouth. I also felt something escape my hole without my permission.  He broke contact, ignoring my hands and standing up.

  He leaned over me and initiated another kiss, this time he released cum into my mouth, kissing me sloppily. While we were sharing cum from my hole, I could feel him lining his dick up to my hole and pushing in. I moaned into his mouth, my arms around his neck as he began moving his hips back and forth. He broke the kiss, two strings keeping us connected as he leaned back to gain more leverage for his thrusts.

  "You're a dirty pigboy. Tell me you want my load," he said.
  "I want your load, Sir. I want your bugged up cock." I told him.
  "Fuck yeah you do. Only bug chasers come back a second time. Tell me you're a bug chaser. I want to hear you say it."
  I admitted it out loud. "I'm a bug chaser. I'm chasing your STDs, Sir. I want HIV. Infect me, convert me."
  "Fuck. Fuck, boy." He stretched out each word, just as he was stretching out my hole. "I'm gonna get you, you nasty little bitch. I'm gonna poz you up."

  As we got verbal with each other, he slipped two fingers alongside his dick, eliciting a deeper moan from me. He pulled out within seconds, lifting his cum laden fingers to my mouth. "Taste them, boy. Enjoy toxic cum."
  I obliged, opening wide and sucking his fingers dry before swallowing what he had fed me.

  "Please poz me, Sir. I need it. I can't think of anything else. I want your toxic load, Sir. Knock me up. Please?" I begged him as he fucked me.
  "Huff some poppers, boy. I want you loose. You feel so good right now. Looser than last time, you're amazing. Your cunt's so talented, boy. Loosen up like I'm fisting you." He said.

  I unscrewed the lid from the bottle I was still holding and started to inhale.
  "One. Hold," he commanded, taking control. "Release. Two. Deeper. Hold. Two, three, four, five. Release. Deeper this time, three. Hold, two, three, four, five, six, seven, keep going boy, nine, ten, release! Good boy! Good boy," he praised me, as I panted in fresh air. "Relax that cunt, you're getting bred."

  I had been concentrating on my hole the entire time he was directing my poppers use, but now I dropped my head back onto the bed, let my calves fall onto his shoulders and left my hands gently on his neck. I let my hole relax completely, enjoying the noise we were making together. I moaned in ecstasy, enjoying the man giving me everything he had. His muscles were tense, working hard and his skin was dripping sweat onto me. I moved my hands over him, feeling his slicked down body hair and encouraging his efforts.

  I decided to encourage him verbally, too. "Fuck me, Sir. Breed me. Tell me when you're coming. Don't pull out. I want that poz load, Sir. I want it balls deep. Give me that toxic cum. Convert me. Make me yours. Make me your boy. Infect me. Give me that HIV, Sir. Give it to me. I need it. Give it to me, Sir! Knock me up" I begged him, over and over. I said everything I could imagine to egg him on.

  He didn't take much longer, once I'd started the poz verbal. I almost matched up to the porn in the background.
  "Ugh, unh. Huhh, fuck boy. You're making me cum. You're gonna get it. Take my toxic load, boy. Get pozzed you pig chaser," he grunted as his thrusting faltered, stopped and then continued slowly. "I'm gonna convert you, boy. You're my chaser," he said as he collapsed onto me. I wrapped my arms and legs around his sweaty body, reaching a hand up to stroke the back of his head.
  "I'm your chaser, Sir. My cunt is yours," I promised.
  "I don't want you taking any other loads, until we know you're poz. Are you okay with that?" He asked me.
  "Yes Sir, I'm okay with that." I answered. "Will you be arranging another surprise for me?"
  "No. That was a one off. He wanted to join in, have his chance. He took a while to poz me, so I doubt he's gonna get you from that one fuck. You didn't bleed from the double fuck we gave you. You're all mine."

  I could hear the grin in his voice as he said the last sentence. We lay for a few minutes, his weight on top of me as we came down from our high. His dick started to soften and slowly drew back from my hole, before he pulled back and stood up. "Clean my dick, pig," he said.
  I immediately rolled from my position and onto my knees, to dutifully clean my top, in thanks for his load inside me.
  "Did you bring lube?" He asked.
  I stopped my service and looked up at him. "I left it in the car, Sir! I need to go get it!" I half shouted.
  "Too late for that, boy. On the bed, on your knees. I'm gonna work those loads in again. Relax," he issued his instructions one by one. As I followed them, I heard him spitting on his hands.

Fuck yeah HIV ridden swimmers and poppers!

[DaddyBare]

Thanks, I want him to breed me next!

[infinite290]

HolyCuntRipping, Batman!