At Long Last

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Author's note: Some time ago I read a hot story here, and (as I like to do) I wrote myself into it. Unfortunately, I don't remember the name of the original. I apologize to the author, who deserves credit for inspiring me. If someone reading this can identify the original, please put it in the comments. Thanks.

Moderator's Note: Thanks @plisken for recognizing the story and giving the author and post date below. The original story is by @smoothie52 and was posted in January of 2015. You can find it here:

 

At Long Last

I have been in this position before, literally, in a man’s bed, on my back with my legs up on his shoulders and his cock ready to enter my tight ass.

The first time was nearly five decades ago, in 1978. I came home from college for the summer and a cute, green-eyed boy named Mark introduced me to my gay side and took my anal virginity. No one worried about condoms back then, so I experienced the joy of bareback sex.

This time it’s about changing my life again and fulfilling a need so strong it can’t be suppressed.

Although I’m 65 years old, married to a beautiful woman, with two grown kids, I have long known I’m gay. I knew someday I would come out of the closet. I was always a bottom and I always took cock raw. Back in the late 1970s and early 1980s (both before and after I was married), I found that I could easily get what I needed at cruising areas and adult bookstores: a nice hard cock sliding inside me and fucking my ass until the cock exploded inside me and filled me with cum.

I didn’t need to orgasm – it was all about giving the ultimate pleasure to the top who was fucking me. Being there for him and taking him inside me, encouraging him to enjoy my ass and leaving part of himself inside me. It was such a turn-on to go home to my pretty, straight wife feeling the cum oozing into my briefs.

But when AIDS arrived, I stopped being sexually active with other men. I contented myself with jerking off, a dildo in my ass, and gay porn. I was safe but miserable. More than two decades passed before I again gave into my urges. I had avoided the plague. I had cheated death but the price had been my happiness. And I felt like a coward.

So eventually I started again, always being careful about my partners because I didn’t want to put my wife at risk.

My mind flashes back to how I met this beautiful man. An online dating site, his picture that turned me on immediately (thick grey beard, broad shoulders, and – unlike me – so masculine), but the words “HIV positive.” In the past, I simply would have stopped it right there.

This time, I found myself so turned on by the thought of doing something forbidden that I jerked off. The feeling was incredible.

I suggested we meet, telling him I wasn’t sure I could go through with it. He was so tender and understanding. I even used my real name. A date followed (with a sweet, lingering goodnight kiss), then another that became a heated make-out session.

I shared a fantasy with him about how I wanted to feel very feminine when I was pozzed. On our date tonight, he surprises me with a pretty woman’s wristwatch and a diamond solitaire engagement ring, just like the one I gave my wife when I proposed to her.

It was so sexy and so romantic. The ring especially, with its deep symbolism. When a woman accepts it, she is saying, “Someday soon, you will breed me and impregnate me, and create something new inside me.” I slip it on my finger, trembling. I tell him, “I want you so much!” We kiss passionately. He says, “Andy, come home with me tonight.”

And now here we are.

I reach up and pull him to me, our bodies touch, and we kiss deeply.  His kisses are strong yet soft.  His tongue enters my mouth and dances with mine in an erotic dance that makes us both moan with passion. My hard cock is pressed between us and I feel the tip of his pressed up against my pink hole. His hips are moving ever so slightly as we kiss and hot precum is being deposited on my entrance.

He pulls back and looks at me and asks, “Are you ready, Andy?”

My mind is racing but I don’t answer him and he’s seeing that look of both passion and fear in my eyes.  

With that he says, “I want to do this with you so much. It’s so erotic for me give you my cock like this and know that you love it as much as I do. To be inside you bare, and to make love on a level that is above and beyond the normal. To put my seed in you and know that I am breeding you and that part of me will stay and grow inside you.” 

He says all the right things and I answer by reaching down to guide him, placing the tip of his cock against my quivering hole the way my wife directs my dick to her pussy lips on those rare times when we make love.

Smiling, he kisses me again and his hips move up and I feel that big mushroom tip start to press on my entrance in earnest. Covered in precum and lube, there is little resistance at first. My hole is ready but I know he is thicker than anything I have taken in a long time, maybe ever. This is going to hurt.

He feels me open to my max and then tighten around him.  Stopping for a moment, he holds me in his arms tightly then brings his hips up hard. With that we both feel my hole rip open.

I gasp as the intruder starts to enter me. He pushes in deeply as I cry out in pain, “Ow! NO! Please don’t!” I try to pull away from the massive cock sliding up inside me.

“Oh, God, you are so tight, baby,” he whispers in my ear, “You know that had to be done.  It will make it easier for me to be with you. Relax. I’m in you now.”

My ass is on fire, but my insides are full of hard, hot cock. A mix of sharp pain and intense pleasure. He is huge and I feel an incredible fullness and warmth.

We are joined and I wrap my arms and legs around him to pull him as close to me as I can. We are now a couple and I am the female half. A couple engaged in the very natural act of mating, of breeding.

I know what we are doing. I have just crossed that line from which there is no return.

I murmur, “Yes, daddy, I know. Give me a moment. God, you feel so good in me.  Let me just feel you in me. So full. So deep. I need a moment to take this all in. My life is about to change forever.”

“I know, Andy.  Relax, enjoy, and know how exciting this is for me too. I’m leaking in you and we’re just starting. No going back now. We discussed this and I told you that once I’m inside of you, it’s all over for you.”

I want it. I have to have it. I want it to be him. My ass moves gently on his massive shaft and I turn my head and kiss him, nibbling on his tongue. I moan softly, letting him know I’m ready to continue.

As he fucks me slowly, looking me in my eyes, he starts to talk to me, saying, “God, you feel good. So tight, so warm. I love having my death stick inside you. I will live in you until you die. I want my seed to grow in you, Andy, for you to incubate my toxic babies so they take over your body.”

“But you would stop now if I asked you to, sweetie?” I ask, my voice high. I sound like a sissy. It seems very natural, in the moment.

“Of course. Is that what you want?” He never pauses in his deep thrusts.

My head is spinning. I know this is wrong, foolish, reckless, but my body loves what this man is doing to it. I feel his hard cock sliding in and out of me. The long, slow strokes of a top who knows how to fuck and enjoys it. Taking me to that place that we bottoms love so very much. Giving a top pleasure so intense that he can’t resist it, that he must have it and, after a certain point, there’s no stopping him from getting it.

All leading to the most amazing orgasm, one so intense that it almost feels like being at death’s door.

I can’t believe I just thought that.  How prophetic that I should put it that way. I am very possibly standing right there. My life or death is being decided right now by this cock fucking my ass.  I think for second that I can get away from this, but he’s pushing deep and I’m feeling his thick shaft so deep in my belly. I want it.

“Give it to me, daddy. Knock me up. Give me your toxic seed and make me yours. Keep fucking me until I’m raw inside and your baby batter will infect me.”

Passionate kisses now. The level of intensity is rising and I can no longer think about my wife, my family, long term medical consequences, or anything other than making him cum, and taking his load deep up in my guts.

He responds to my needs and fucks me harder. I hear the incredibly sexy sound of his balls slapping against my ass cheeks as he thrusts faster and faster into me. I grip his muscular forearms with my dainty hands.

I see my pretty watch and the glistening diamond ring. I feel feminine, just as I dreamed I would. I am a sissy, a faggot, a cunt. I am still wearing my wedding ring, too, but I know that I will remove it after tonight, after I tell my wife what I’ve done.

No more kisses as he has folded me in half. His strong hands pin mine to the bed, our fingers interlaced in an intimate grip. I am now completely in his control, and we both know it. His needs are taking over. As he stares into my eyes, I see the look that a man has have when the cum starts to boil in his balls. I feel his need to orgasm

He asks, “Are you ready for my poison load?” It isn’t really a question. He is past the point when he would stop.

“Fuck, yes. Give it to me, daddy.”

“It might kill you, Andy.”

“Do it. Fuck it in me. Breed me, sweetie.”

He grunts and pushes deep into my ass.  I can feel his cock pulsating, shooting thick streams of cum deep inside me. I squeeze my ass tightly, milking every drop out of his cock, thinking to myself, Oh god, yes. So much cum. He really bred me. I’m so wet inside.

He looks wild on top of me, and I know what he’s feeling right now.  I love that about man-on-man sex: that we both know exactly what each other is feeling.

Lots of heavy breathing follows, accompanied by some long strokes of his cock and quick thrusts back up inside me.  I can feel him emptying out inside my now very wet chute, pushing his cum into my bowels. The tip of his cock getting so sensitive as the last drops of his seed dribble out and his thrusts are jerky.

He looks down at me and with a wry smile says, “Oh, baby, you are so pregnant with my virus.  This is so hot knowing that I’ve just knocked up your neg ass.  Do you feel it inside you?”

“Yes,” I reply as he pushes his cock deep back in.  

“Mmmmmmm. Feels so good inside you. So much poz cum in you.  I haven’t cum that much in a long time. You ok?”

“Yes,” I answer softly. “It feels wonderful.”

Kisses, soft and sweet, follow as he lies next to me, or bodies hot and sweaty as he murmurs “God, Andy, that felt incredible. Knowing that I was pozzing you just got me harder and harder, and you just kept asking for it. That was so fucking erotic.”

His hand is on my belly rubbing it gently as he asks, “You know it might take this time, right? I ripped you pretty good going in and roughed up your insides. With my high viral load, it might only take once and you’re poz right now, or you might still be neg.”

I return his kisses and then answer, “I know, sweetie, but I want you to keep fucking me until I convert. Promise me that if I get the fuck flu really badly and I get so sick that I want to die right then, that you’ll fuck me and dump one more toxic load in me just to remind me how I got so sick. Mmmm, yes, baby.”

We keep kissing and I massage his cock, determined to get another load. Soon I do.

 

[plisken]

Hi, I have a note on this saying the author is Smoothie52, and it was posted  in here January 12 2015 - I have a copy of the original story, but I can for my death (sic!) not find it now..

I really love this story - and your version - the situation, the determination by both and  the graphical description of the fucking and the mind of the bottom

Edited May 21 by plisken

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6 hours ago, plisken said:

Hi, I have a note on this saying the author is Smoothie52, and it was posted  in here January 12 2015 - I have a copy of the original story, but I can for my death (sic!) not find it now..

I really love this story - and your version - the situation, the determination by both and  the graphical description of the fucking and the mind of the bottom

Thank you! 

[PozTalkAuthor]

Damn, and damn! My pants are soaked in poz pre. Even without touching myself - and I'm in a bus full of people around!

[Pozturnsmeon]

Made my poison arrow throb and leak and seek escape through my suit …

[TallKinkyBttmSlut]

Mmmm such a hot story…I am 68 and have gone through the same circumstances and now I too would love to become a bareback bottom poz slut for cock!