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Listen up, you pathetic little neg faggot. Next time I get my hands on you, it's not gonna be some sweet fuck session—it's gonna be a full-on rape, where I force my toxic cock deep into your worthless hole and HIV rape you until my poz load floods your guts. Yeah, that's right, you will be raped and infected with HIV because that is what you fucking deserve and you know it! From the moment you were born, that doctor took one look at your squirming, useless body and declared, "This boy is useless! He is only a bum hole! He will only be useful to fag and bi tops who want to satisfy their cocks using his asshole! He is just a fucking hole!" And he was spot on, wasn't he? You've lived your entire pathetic life proving it, chasing cocks like the desperate cumdump you are, but now it's time for your real punishment. I'm your poz master, gorgeous and muscular, towering over your scrawny, worthless frame with my ripped abs, bulging biceps, and that thick, veiny cock pulsing with my gift—the virus that's gonna rewrite your DNA forever. You'll beg for mercy, but there won't be any. I'll pin you down on the bed, my strong hands gripping your throat just enough to make you gasp, reminding you who's in charge. If you try to resist, even a little squirm or whimper to pull away, I'll choke you harder, squeezing until your face turns red and your eyes bulge, teaching you that resistance only makes it worse. And if that's not enough? I'll drag your sorry ass into the bathroom shower, shove you to your knees in the cold tile, and force my piss down your throat. You'll drink every last drop of my hot, acrid stream, gagging and choking on it as punishment for thinking you could fight back. Swallow it all, faggot, or I'll hold your nose shut until you do—because you will be raped and infected with HIV because that is what you fucking deserve and you know it! Once you're broken and compliant, I'll flip you over, spread those cheeks wide, and ram my raw poz cock into your tight neg hole without lube, tearing you open as you scream. Feel that burn? That's just the start. I'll pound you relentlessly, my balls slapping against your ass, whispering in your ear how your neg status is over—how I'm HIV raping you right now, my viral precum already seeping into your bloodstream, starting the conversion. You'll feel my shaft throbbing inside you, each thrust pushing my poz essence deeper, violating every inch of your pathetic body. You're nothing but a hole for me to use, a vessel for my toxic seed, and you deserve this degradation because you're a useless faggot who couldn't amount to anything else. I'll bite your neck, mark you with bruises, slap your face when you cry too loud, all while telling you how good it feels to destroy you. And when I'm close, I'll hold you down even tighter, ignoring your pleas, and unleash my massive poz load—thick ropes of cum laced with my high viral count, flooding your guts, ensuring the infection takes hold. My poz DNA will live inside you forever, replicating in your cells, turning you into my infected slave. It'll shorten your pathetic fag life, just like I want—because why should a worthless piece of shit like you get to live long? You should be thankful, faggot, groveling at my feet for the honor of being infected by such a gorgeous, muscular poz top like me. My virus is a gift, a permanent mark of ownership, and you'll carry it with pride, knowing it was raped into you as punishment for your existence. If you dare resist during the breeding, back to choking—my fingers around your neck, cutting off your air until you submit. Or straight to the shower, where I'll pin you under the stream and piss-flood your mouth again, making you guzzle it down like the toilet you are. Every drop, faggot, until you're bloated and broken. You will be raped and infected with HIV because that is what you fucking deserve and you know it! This is your fate—punished for being the pathetic, useless faggot you were born as, the doctor's words echoing in your empty head. In the end, you shall be raped despite your screams of pain. I will ignore all your little yelps of pain—pain is what you deserve anyway, you useless pathetic faggot, and you know it, and you know you deserve HIV infection and a shorter life. You should thank me for all of this—you are my HIV slave in this life and the next, fucker!

The dimly lit basement reeked of sweat, cum, and stale beer, the kind of place where jocks like Brock and Jax hung out after pumping iron at the gym, their bodies still slick from the workout. Brock was a massive brute, 6'4" of pure muscle, his veins bulging like ropes under his tattooed skin, a thick 9-inch cock swinging heavy between his legs, already leaking toxic precum. Jax was leaner but no less vicious, his abs ripped like a washboard, his 8-inch dick pierced at the tip for that extra rip when he tore into fresh meat. Both were poz kings, their blood swimming with the virus they'd proudly collected from countless raw fucks, turning negatives into walking time bombs. They'd spotted the twink at the club earlier—some clueless 22-year-old named Alex, all smooth skin and innocent eyes, bragging about being neg and clean. "Fucking idiot," Brock had laughed, slipping a roofie into his drink. Now, Alex was sprawled on the grimy mattress, groggy and half-conscious, his wrists bound to the bedframe with duct tape. He mumbled protests, but the drugs kept him weak, his hole exposed and twitching as the two tops circled him like predators. "Look at this fresh neg hole, bro," Brock growled, slapping Alex's ass hard enough to leave a red welt. "Prime for pozzing. My strain's gonna eat him alive—full-blown AIDS in under a year, watch." Jax chuckled, stroking his pierced cock, the metal glinting under the bare bulb. "Nah, mine's nastier. Drug-resistant shit from that whore in the alley last month. We'll tag-team this bitch, flood him with our gift, and shave a decade off his pathetic life. Bet he won't even hit 30." Brock grabbed Alex's hips first, pinning him down with one massive hand on his back, the twink's face smashed into the mattress. "Hold still, you neg slut," he snarled, spitting on his hole before ramming in raw. Alex screamed, but Brock just laughed, thrusting deep, his toxic load churning inside. "Feel that? That's my virus knocking at your door. Gonna convert you, make you one of us—coughing up blood while we fuck your wrecked ass." Jax watched, jerking off, his eyes hungry. "Pound him harder, bro. Break that barrier. I want him bleeding for my turn." Brock pistoned relentlessly, his balls slapping against Alex's thighs, grunting with each brutal stroke. "This hole's tight—neg as fuck. Not for long. My poz cum's gonna rewrite his DNA, turn him into a diseased cumdump. Imagine him wasting away, begging for meds he can't afford. Shortens his life? Hell, we'll end it early." After a few minutes, Brock pulled out with a wet pop, his cock glistening with precum and a hint of blood. "Your turn, Jax. Pass the meat." They flipped Alex like a ragdoll, Jax pinning his shoulders while Brock held his legs spread. Jax slammed in without mercy, the piercing scraping Alex's insides, drawing a fresh cry. "Fuck yeah, feel that tear? That's my gift sliding in deep. Our strains mixing in your gut—double the poison. You're done, boy. No more clean life for you." Brock leaned in, whispering in Alex's ear while Jax fucked him senseless. "We're bragging rights, kid. We've pozzed dozens—turned jocks like you into skeletons. Your hole's just another notch. By morning, you'll be infected, rotting from the inside. Short life ahead—blame our toxic cocks." Jax sped up, groaning. "Gonna cum soon. Flood this neg pig with my load. Watch him swell up with fever in a week." They traded him back and forth for hours, each turn more vicious—Brock choking him lightly while Jax bit his neck, both joking about his impending doom. "Bet his family's gonna wonder why he's dying young," Brock laughed mid-thrust. "Our secret—pozzed by the best." Finally, they both unloaded deep, pinning him flat as their mixed cum seeped out, the virus taking root. Alex lay broken, sobbing, but the jocks just high-fived, wiping their dicks on his face. "Another one down, bro. Who's next?"