Went to the baths last night. Started out in the TV room where this motorcycle type went down on me. I didn�t recognize him at first, but soon realized we�d met before.
I recollected back to the night when, as he walked out my room, he�d said, �Oh, by the way, I�m poz. You might want to get tested..�
I�ve done a lot of sex since then, and, like a knocked up teenager, I�m not really sure who the father is. I was just glad to see him out and about, spreading the seed.
While he was sucking me, this other guy I walked in. I recognized him, too. I remembered how he so suddenly had to take a leak after I told him I was poz. He didn�t recognize me since the only light in the room was coming off the TV and motorcycle�s back blocked his view.
He began screwing motorcycle while he was going down on me. I�m sure he wouldn�t have done that if he�d known motorcycle is poz. I thought about putting a bug in his ear. Just to get a reaction. But I was having such a good time and he hadn�t recognized me, so I thought I�d leave well enough alone.
Motorcycle guy, who�s quite an operator, soon turned the tables on neg and put it bareback right up his ass. That pleased me no end, cause I thought this mealy-mouthed fag, more than anyone else in the world, deserved to get bred.
Pretty soon, like he was reading my mind, motorcycle pulled out and offered me neg�s hole. Fag was bent over with his head on the bench, so he had no idea who was doing him.
I entered him enthusiastically and it was easy cause of all the precum motorcycle had left behind. Fact is, I was a little too enthusiastic, and in a matter of minutes shot my jizz deep inside his ass. Revenge is so sweet.
When I reached the doorway, I turned back. Poz had resumed reaming him using my jizz for lube. I watched a look of recognition and surprise creep over fag�s face as he recognized who�d just cum in him. I blew him a kiss and walked off.
I needed to recuperate and headed for the sauna where I sucked off this really sleazy dude. Sometimes I get in the mood for raunch, and this guy had all the qualifications. Totally gross and ugly. I noticed a lot of red spots on his legs and chest and figured they were the beginning of AIDS. I listened to him moan as he pumped his dirty jizz into my mouth. Just to make sure I got every drop, I swallowed twice and wrapped my lips around his skinny, stinking dick till it went soft.
As I left the sauna, this hot daddy type came out of the shower. He had a really fat dick of the kind that comes from doing a lot more than pissing. He headed right into the sauna I�d just come out of. I followed him in and sat down right next to him. AIDS guy sat across from us playing with himself and taking it all in.
I didn�t waste any time going down on his hot bloated dick and oversized balls. Pretty soon he suggested we go up to his room. Probably a little self-conscious with AIDS guy there. For lack of anyone else to do, I followed.
When the door closed behind us I pigged out on his dick and balls; and, like the good WHORE I am, tongued his nips. That really got him going. So much so in fact that my legs were on his shoulders before I knew what was happening. I wondered if I could take anything that fat up my ass. I grabbed at the poppers on the bed shelf and inhaled deeply. He greased my hole and slid it into me.
I felt my MANCUNT being stretched to its limits. For the next 20 minutes he screwed me. On every thrust he plunged deeper and deeper. I inhaled the poppers again.. He hadn�t used a rubber, even though there were several of them on the bed shelf. That was fine with me. I think sex should be raw and natural. And damn the consequences!
After ages he thrust harder and moaned loudly as he flooded my guts with cum. I wrapped my towel around me and thanked him. He responded by saying the pleasure was all his.
I took 4 other loads that evening, each made easier by the spunk already in me. And gave one more in return. To a young guy who could hardly have been out of his teens.
But I have to give credit to motorcycle guy who started it all. If it weren�t for him, I probably wouldn�t be poz, and probably wouldn�t have been there last evening. Oh, by the way, I always do bareback.