It had started out like any other Saturday on South Beach�Ricky and I out for a weekend of partying. No big deal really. We spent the day on the beach tanning, then after dinner went dancing.
There was this guy dancing next to us. He was about six foot tall and built like a gymnast. I was really fascinated by the way the beads of sweat ran down his chest to his navel. We worked our way toward him until I could feel him rubbing up against me. We introduced ourselves. After a while, Ray invited Ricky and me to a party.
We followed Ray and his buddies back to their hotel. He opened the door to his hotel room and a dozen guys piled in. Joints were passed around and beer, too. Even though we�d been dancing a few minutes before, there was silence in the room. No one touched anyone or even talked. We all knew what we were there for. But no one made the first move.
Ray stood up and cleared his throat like he was going to make a speech. Everyone looked at him.
"I know at least one guy here who wants to get screwed."
AND HE LOOKED STRAIGHT AT ME. Actually STRAIGHT was the wrong word to use.
That statement that was all it took. Two of Ray�s friends pulled my clothes off. And everyone else stripped, too. All around me guys were naked and making out.
Ray was blowing me. I lifted my leg so he could get his tongue up my ass. His tongue and lips gnawed at my hole, making me hot to get dicked. I watched the crimson head of his dick grow larger.
"Get him wet. Get him ready," I heard one of his buddies say. And Ray�s tongue probed deeper into my ass. Across the room Ricky was screwing a cute blonde. He looked over at me and nodded, as if to say, "Go for it!"
I knew Ricky was poz. He�d been open with me since he first found out. He told me about all the sex he�d been having. It made me jealous. I wanted to screw without condoms, too. But Ricky never took me seriously.
Ray�s dick nuzzled my manhole. It was hot and wet. His precum dripped down my ass crack. I wanted him so badly. I watched Ricky screwing the young blonde across the room, and felt a pang of jealousy. I knew he was barebacking the kid, and imagined it was Ricky�s bare dick that was entering me. Ray pushed against my mancunt until his whole shaft was buried inside me.
His friends began to encourage him.
"Come on, man! Screw that hole! Give him what he needs! Breed him!"
Ray leaned forward to kiss me. His lips tasted so hot.
�Is this your first time?"
"Getting screwed?"
"No, barebacking."
"Well, almost."
"You�re neg?"
"Yeah." I didn�t ask him his stats cause I was pretty sure I knew.
"What would happen if I came inside you?"
"I�d love it."
"What if I told you I was poz?"
"Doesn�t matter."
That was all he needed. He must have already been on the edge. Because with one final thrust he shot his poz juices deep inside my guts.
Soon as he pulled out, one of his buddies replaced him. The guy propped me up on top of him so I was sitting on his dick. Then pulled me forward, so I was just in the right position for another of Ray�s friends to enter me.
So there I was--getting double fucked�bareback. For the first time in my life.
Someone handed me a bottle of poppers. I needed it. I inhaled deeply. The 2 dicks inside of me were stretching my hole to its limits. I handed the bottle of poppers back to its owner, and it was Ricky!
"Go for it! GET POZZED NOW!" he commanded lustily, kissing me hard on the lips.
My asshole screamed for relief from the simultaneous pounding the two guys were giving me, yet I knew my body language was telling them different. Still I was glad when they finally shot and pulled out.
My hole throbbed as Ricky entered me. I wrapped my arms around him like he was the only man in the world I ever wanted. He told me how he wanted to make absolutely sure I converted so he could screw me forever. He plowed me hard till he screamed, "MY POZ CUM IS SHOOTING IN YOU--NOW!"
�SHOOT IT IN ME, RICKY. POZ ME! PLEEEASE!�
Everyone in the room must have heard us, but I didn�t care. Three other guys lined up behind Ricky, playing with themselves and each other.
By the time we got back to the own hotel room, I�d taken 7 loads The 3 guys had acted on their impulses. I let them, while Ray and Ricky urged them on. My hole was burning and raw. Ricky went down to the front desk and got some suntan oil, which was all they had, for me to put on it.
A week later I came down with the flu. In two months I tested poz.
Now I suck and fuck without thinking--or talking--about it. I only hope I can do for the guys I screw what my poz brothers did for me.