All this wonderful PC crap is nice. But if you are so concerned, why would you even think of barebacking?
Just because a guy tells you he's neg, doesn�t make it so. He may not know. He might be lying. So if you are having sex without condoms, all you self-righteous dudes out there had better realize that you are on a suicide mission to hell, just like the guy I fucked at the club last week.
After an unproductive 3-way in the steam room, I saw this cute kid, maybe late 20's, lying in his room with the door open. After a moment�s hesitation, I entered, and closed the door behind me.
We started kissing and groping and sucking. And not being one to beat around the bush I pushed him over on his stomach and started to eat his hole.
But when he sensed I was about to slide my dick in him, he asked, "Are you safe?"
�Of course.� Stupid question�because my sexual necessities always render truth irrelevant. And just to give my answer more legitimacy, I asked, �Are you?�
�Yeah. But don't cum in me, OK?"
"Sure, no problem.� Falsehood no. 2. But after a couple dozen episodes, you get a pretty good idea of what works and what doesn�t.
I shoved my cock in him and started to screw him slow and deep. Just being inside his tight sweet neg hole made all that deception worthwhile. I knew I�d do whatever it took to poz his neg ass.
I was ready for some serious fucking, so I pulled the popper bottle out of my sock and held it under his nose.
Inhale deeply, man, I thought to myself. Take a deep whiff. Make it easy on yourself. Because it�s going to happen, regardless. And after it�s over you won�t feel a thing. At least not for a couple of weeks.
I must have fucked him silly. It had been a week for me, and I really needed to get off. I started out doing him on his stomach, then with his legs on my shoulders, then doggie style, with him bent over the bed.
He was whimpering and moaning and really getting into it. I wondered, if I had told him I was poz right then, if it would have made any difference. Probably so, but I am not one to quibble with details, nor to poison another guy�s good time.
All I could think of was that week�s worth the pent-up jizz accumulated in my groin, just waiting to spew out into his beautiful neg hole. And the thought of pozzing him got the dirty sperm boiling in my balls.
I pulled out all the way so I could plunge back in and maybe bust a couple of capillaries, assuring some permanence to an otherwise fleeting act of copulation. But when I shoved back in, my poz jizz started pulsing into him. Like a gusher, my ejaculations seemed to go on forever.
When at last the spasms ceased, I kissed him deeply and relaxed my hold on him.
"Did you cum in me?"
"Yeah, it was just too hot!" I kissed him again, and he wrapped his arms around me.
Sweet boy. I hope it takes.