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Let's fantasize of a duet. Me with piano you with flute... and our viruses with a hat collecting money from people. LOL! 

In the end there's a kind of flute which can transmit HIV...

Hopefully I did not offend you; otherwise, my apologies.

8 minutes ago, NYBBGUY58 said:

I'm touched that my writing has meant so much to you.It was because music saved my life... Literally. I was a teenager in full AIDS emergency so if I concentrated on sex instead of music, who knows... Now I'm poz. Yes. Due to a cheating bf. But I can enjoy life, gifting fantasies included, being safe myself and keeping others safe. Both in real and on Internet. 

it's very difficult to be 100 percent rational when violence is involved... Because there is not a universally recognized method to eradicate violence. Especially if the case is complex, as stealthing is. How could justice prove that this man, woman or whoever, consented to a protected-only sex encounter? With this awful "victim blaming" around, someone could always say "you should have thought before going out with that person"... 

About Prep, and generally sex-related prevention methods, yes, there's this distorted culture of "condom means promiscuous", "prep means promiscuous"... NOT AT All, they are methods to take .care of ourselves and, if possible, of the person next to us. 

Then, fantasy is fantasy! I'm the first to come here and get excited for poz stories. I'm the first to sext with contacts here and also be pleased if a person gets what they want, whatever it is. But stealthing turns me off, because it's violence! I'm disgusted by people wanting to decide for someone's life changing it permanently. We already have pleasant or unpleasant politicians who make decisions for our future regardless of what we think; we do not need someone taking control of our sexuality! We have every instrument to do this. Education should be encouraged! But the question remains: is lifelasting jail correct for a stealther? I'm not sure; as people continue doing it, it means it's not a very effective threat and maybe it can lead to a general HIV criminalization which might also ruin the "UEqualsU" campaign. In a misinformed and uneducated world, it's risky. Life long prison cannot be the answer for everything. The idea may be a comfort for our own fears, but a real offender never cares! 

I admit I can't be fully rational, being pozzed unwillingly. Not stealthed in the real sense, but cheated for years... 

Prison for life? I don't think it's appropriate; rather I'd LOCK his penis in chastity permanently. So he can not stealth anyone. 

I recognize it might not be rational thinking, but if you're offending someone sexually, you need to respond in that way. Even if there is another issue: people who use sex -rape, stealth, and so on- to harm their victims, do not rely on sex or STD'S themselves; they do it for the sake of feeling powerful. Superior to others: "I can decide what to do of your body and mind". 

So, if the offender has this way of thinking, involving his sex organs might not work as they can use other methods. 

I heard yesterday about a young guy, 24 years old, who killed himself after being involved in one-year-long virtual relationship with who he thought to be a girl, but he was a 64-years-old man instead. A man using a model's photos and manipulating the guy's mind till the end. But after the guy's death, this awful person began to hook up with other men on Instagram pretending to be the same girl. Same photos same names same words and vain love promises... 

I don't know if lifelong jail is too much for stealthers, rapists, or evend mental manipulators who use love as a weapon. The concept leading to this road, is the same! The desire of taking full control on other people. And, in case of stealthing with HIV involved, it's an unrecoverable damage you cause to another person forcing them to a lifelong medical condition. Eventually not like a physical injure that brings you on a wheelchair permanently. I'm poz myself and do not compare my condition to others; but if I could have decided, I would have stayed neg. 

Nowadays I believe that more foresight is needed. Maybe jailing the stealther gives you a false sense of safety. Then the chapter closes... Till next time. The real battle to fight should be, PrEP available to ANYONE sexually active in the world. For stealthers, I don't know. Some years of jail for sure but being aware that independently on how hard the punishment is, no one gives us the neg sign back. 

For us guys, it's more difficult to keep sex out of our social relationships -at least talking about it- or craving to go further, and in some cases go further too; I know many straight guys who do not think a male-female friendship can exist, because sex might be involved... But it's THEIR problem; experience does not make statistic, but I can talk for myself - I have always considered myself bisexual, despite I prefer male on male sex; but my best female friend is almost a sister, we do not have sexual intercorses. Sometimes we have fun in chat and enjoy some dirty talk but nothing else involved. 

Unlike my so-called "best friend" male, he _was_ married to a woman so I considered him inaccessible. He considered me inaccessible because I was poz and in a relationship, even if he knew it was open... 12 years like that. 

He was curious and filled me with questions regarding gay sex, how it felt, what's "versatility" "give and receive", and so... Till he confided me his wife had another man. 

My relationship was going in pieces too, and now, I don't call him a boyfriend yet but he's a friend with golden prizes, not just benefits 🐖➕🎁🧬🦂🤠🦠☣️☣️☣️

Well, life is life - it's not made just of sex! Honestly I find stories that have only sex everywhere are not realistic and somehow boring... Life is made also of ordinary habits, and EMOTIONS

I can't hide I've cried reading about this guy whose piano career has been denied. He deserves to start studying piano AND to be pozzed by his bf!

For the rest - yeah I know the frustration of losing data, especially when you have written them by yourself with no other backup copies

Coming out - yeah, I'm a PROUD poz computer worker, writer and overall piano player

don't know - at this point I'm curious to discover how it goes

Damn, this story is turning on all my dirtiest fantasies... Despite I mostly am not into sadism or master/slave, I'm fantasizing of setting up my ex to be that master's property. That would teach him a lot of lessons! "don't this, don't that"... The only who can say "don't" and who can decide if you can feel pleasure or not, is the master! STOP! 

Longing to see where it goes! 

Waiting for following chapter! 

Poor Kevin, he loses his possible bf forever... 

But then, they're biologically bonded anyways

yeah, I'd never do something like that in reality - surrender to someone completely - or ask someone to surrender to me; but fiction is fiction and for me it must be somehow "extreme". 

Even if, about surrendering to others, many times it happens and you do not even realize it: "don't sing in the car", "do not listen to music while sitting at the table with me around", etc... There are small things that a person can do to you but in the end they force you to deny your true self. 

So, at this point, it's really better to have someone saying "if you want me, give me your whole life". At least you know to surrender or escape! 

Can't deny it dude: I'm fantasizing to see the guy of "no music, no pets, don't sing in the car"... Shaved and caged, possibly with penis locked, no internet no church nothing... Just to service a master and be used as a sex toy.

Curiosity hit me... Longing for next! 

Finally... Last chapter's here. Sorry it's a huge one, but otherwise I would have wasted a new page of posts, for a single chapter. Let's go! Hope you enjoy it. 

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We Have To Talk final part

Treatment As Transmission
    
-PozCop: 
"Ready for the big event, my chaser?" Raymond asked pulling me in a tight embrace, while ignoring Ian completely. not a word or handshake, he just stared at him in silence.
"Poor guy! Has he been stealthed?" He whispered at my ear; "Abused? Cop, it's very kind of you to take him here for PeP."
"Fully consenting and proudly pozzed by this wonderful gifter", Ian replied loudly; "I'm blind, not deaf. And not stupid. So I perfectly heard what you said, old fart!"
I firmly pulled his arm in disapproval; how could my guy behave like this towards our doctor! "Forgive him Gifter Ray", I had an embarrassed smile. "He's the special boy I always told you about but now he's shocked by the death of two friends of his."
With my chaser and my gifter next to me, I relived the recent tragedy and I had to find the right words to make both of them aware of how two young men lost their life so suddenly. 

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-PozCop flashback. Some days before.
My twin sister and I were laying on the bed, both naked. Alexandra's fuck flu was slowly subsiding and she clearly felt still horny after taking another dose of my virus up her ass hole. I was gently massaging her neck, pressing on her still swollen glands, when I heard the phone insistently ringing so I reluctantly got away from Alex's embrace to pick it up. 
"Please, Adrian, come here", Ryan's desperate voice begged from the phone. "Hunter's sick, really sick... He does no longer move!"
His sobs felt faked, years of experience taught me to recognize whether or not someone  was telling the truth; but he was one of my guys, i couldn't ignore his requests just because I had a suspect. 
"You hear me Gifter? Please be quick... It might be a heart attack..."
"Call an ambulance and keep calm! I do my best to be there as soon as possible!"
There was something fishy going on, for sure, and I had to be prepared for the worst scenario. In uniform, with the gun at my belt as usual and HIV ready on guard inside my blood stream, I drove as fast as I could to the address Ryan gave me. 
Poor Hunter was lying on the floor apparently showing no signs of life so without any hesitation I tried first rescue operations. Nothing. No breathing, no heart beat, it seemed clear no one was around to help so I called the emergency service immediately. 
It happened so quickly, I was concentrated on chest compressions when Ryan appeared behind me pointing  a knife straight to my throat.
"Leave that dead flesh alone! You're mine, finally", he had an evil grin. Damn, that laugh seemed familiar! "You're screwed, Adrian! Hunter knew too many secrets and threatened me to reveal them all, so I had to silence him forever; now it's over for you too!" 
What happened to Ryan! Why was he trying to kill me! The guy I rescued when his father broke his fingers, the one who took Hunter's blame for spreading a potentially lethal std to all of us and let me lock his dick in chastity instead of Hunter's. My most loyal chaser now became my worst enemy. 
"You gave me your HIV strain without allowing me to gift; now I want your life", he laughed. "I failed the first time but here we are..." The knife was closer and closer to my vulnerable neck but I did not want him to see me in fear; I kicked him violently to cause him pain and gain some precious seconds to push him away so I could stand up, it unexpectedly worked! In the end Ryan knew who was in control between us. I began to hear sirens in distance, a good chance for me to play my last card. 
"Kill me now", I said turning around and facing him; "my colleagues and chief are surrounding the house, Ryan. Listen to this siren, any move you make you'll be arrested immediately!"
Once again his mischievous laugh, which suddenly reminded me the filthy warehouse I was locked in years before, my kidnapper torturing me and laughing in the same way every time  he heard me screaming in pain.
"Fucking bastard", I yelled, anger starting to invade my body and brain. "You made me fool enough. Why do you want my death!"
"Because I had to be the first carrier of smart HIV, not you! You blame Hunter and me for HPV-Pocalypse but it's your slutty sister who spread it, and if she is close to death, it's the lesson she deserves for being fucked by dozens of men without any precaution! Yeah, this is the truth about your beloved Alexandra. Hunter and I slept with her too. Simultaneously! And guess what she said about you while we..."
Damn, he had pushed the wrong button! I could tolerate everything but no one had the right to touch or insult Alex. I grabbed my gun and pointed it towards Ryan, who tried to get it off my hands; it ended up with us fighting for a while, till in a matter of seconds the gun went off! Although I did not want to aim at him, the bullet hit his chest killing him before he could reach the hospital. 

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-PozCop, in the present:
"Don't be fool, Adri", Raymond said; "it's not the moment for our event! I say it for your own good, and for HIV'S. Poor virus the gun scene might have frightened him!"
I shook my head: "for me that tragedy is a closed chapter", I replied. "It has been a damned accident. Nothing else. Who cares if my boss doesn't agree and seized my weapon. No way to have it back till I follow an appropriate therapy, he said; but if you know me enough, you may guess my answer!" 
Ray just nodded and cleared his throat. "Maybe it's your virus", he tried to find an explanation. "He could have suggested you to shoot Ryan! What do you think?" 
I couldn't proof this, or the opposite. So, I just remained silent. 
"I never liked that Ryan", Ian confessed; believe me! His behaviour was too perfect towards all of us. He gave me a bad sensation but it was not the same for Hunter, that's why he fell in his trap!"
Again I couldn't say anything; Ian's mind had super powers, it was evident now. He understood people more than me, despite my years of hard study and work in the Behaviour Analysis Unit. 
"Adri! My cop, my chaser. You've no idea of what you did!" The doctor hugged me again tight. "When I read newspapers talking about Ryan Wilson shot by the police some days ago, I couldn't believe it! That asshole has been  a stalker for me and my wife, since we rejected his application for smart HIV experiment. He was not suitable as he carried a very aggressive HPV strain, caught from another man. Justice has opposite ideas but I consider both of them as mass murderers, after five people died from HPV-related cancer due to those two criminals."
"Fucking HPV-Pocalypse", I said. "The man who gave it to Ryan whas the same that infected me and my sister too. Now it's over, hopefully! So please Ray, I want no longer to talk about this. Proceed with experiment's third phase! No reschedule for us, HIV is ready too."
"Experiment", Ian repeated. "Gifter taught me to interact with HIV and now the virus has become my everyday assistant! What's the third phase? I'm curious!" 
Raymond came close to Ian and finally hugged him. "You are an example, the demonstration that my research is really working. Come here and I'll check your whole body."
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-Ian: 
Scared, shocked, but somehow relieved: in all this mess, at least Gifter was safe! "Sorry doctor", I apologized holding out my hand; "I did not want to be unkind to you before, it's simply hard for me to trust new people I meet. Could you please tell me about experiment and phases?" 
"Nice progress. From Old Fart to doctor", the man smiled at me shaking my hand; "What's next? Maybe Sir? Please boy, it's simple: call me Ray! Well, first phase was to match you with the right gifter. It succeeded. Second was the relationship with your virus. And you passed through it too, now comes the third... What about laying down here?" 
"Here", "there", "stuff". It was clear he had no idea how to interact with my disability, so my gifter guided me till we reached the exam table. "You guys, all naked!" Ray ordered, I was reluctant to strip but Gifter's confidence made me feel comfortable. In a minute we all took our clothes off and I was lying on my back, legs up, to give the doctor more access to my hole and genitals.
I felt Ray's bare fingers slowly entering me, in a move of seduction rather than examination; "relax, boy", he said in a deep, sexy voice. "And you, Adri, work on his upper side!" I could not contain myself, the whole situation was becoming more and more exciting with my gifter licking and biting from my neck to my nipples and the older man playing with my back door.
"Seems HPV-Pocalypse left no marks on you", he smiled proudly. My dick became hard and Ray moaned in approval. "Hmmm, I think there's no need for consent signature or bullshit! You're perfectly suitable! Let's go further!"  
I was conflicted: tell him or not about my experience in the woods, about my friend Sharon licking my blood during fuck flu... In the end I confessed it: "Ray, don't know if it's part of your research or what. But some days ago I had a wonderful experience! My virus... How to say it? I had sexual pleasure from my body and probably HIV was talking dirty to me. Can't explain it in other words but, it felt better than when I have sexting with Internet contacts." 
"Call it with its name", Ray grinned; "My creature fucked you, am I right?" 
I nodded and moaned, with Adri still caressing my upper body. Suddenly I felt something wet entering my hole! Raymond was rimming me in front of my gifter! 
"Be ready to take his last neg load", Adri whispered at my ear; "soon Ray will be a brother of yours". 
I smiled without talking, concentrated just in Ray's rimming. But then I expressed my thoughts aloud: "This is not clear, Ray. Adri gave me HIV and said you converted him. Now I learn you're neg... What's going on?" 
The older man got up from my hole and took my hand: "boy, not only neg; I was on PrEP till a couple months ago. I stopped when Adri told me his intentions to convert you! He said he found the right chaser, now here you are! Finally!" 
He kissed my shoulder, before continuing; "I grew the virus in my lab and trained it, him, to understand human language. Then I converted Adri with an injection, hoping he could pass my creature on to suitable people. Such a shame for Ryan and Hunter!" 
"I should have selected my chasers more carefully", Adri was obviously regretting his past actions. "But I admit it: Ian's blindness initially scared me off so I first gifted the other two guys and set Ian up with Hunter. After a while I met Sharon, the best conversion ever and Ian's closest friend. Silly me, I thought Hunter could be a good match, without realizing I put Ian at high risk."
I wanted to hug Adri understanding his good intentions, but I had no time: without saying any other words, Ray pushed Gifter away and in a moment he mounted me, his hard member lining at my waiting hole.
"Take that useless neg dick", my gifter commanded. "I want to see you milk his seed as you did mine! You hear me dirty slut?"
I just moaned at him, because he shoved two of his fingers into my lips: they tasted his precum, and his hole! With Ray pounding my ass hard, Adrian finger-fucking my mouth, and girls laughters coming from the corridor, I felt in pure sexual ecstasy. "They're spying on us", Ray laughed. "Sharon, Alex and my wife are authorized to be our spectators out of the door."
"Fill him", Adri encouraged the doctor; "give him your very last sterile fluids!"
I wrapped my ass walls around the dick that was fucking me till our breaths became faster and Ray announced he was getting close. "Me too", I gasped; but at that point my gifter squeezed my balls firmly. "No way, boy. Me and you won't cum now." 
With a lot of moans and grunts, Ray unloaded ropes of cum inside me! "I feel a temperature difference", I smiled at my gifter. "Your seed         is warmer than his! This cum has no energy, may I push it out?"
Raymond pulled out of me and invited me to get off. "Now it's my turn", he said, climbing above the mattress where he had just fucked me; 
my gifter took me  in his arms again, till we both stood up in front of Ray's desk. "I know it feels uncomfortable to have neg cum leaking from your ass", Adri said gently kissing my face. "But be patient as now comes the most important mission for you." He took a small bottle from Ray's desk and passed it to me; the sound it made when I shaked it, reminded me some sort of shampoo or shower gel! Nothing better than opening it and verifying what it was through my nose: I recognized the familiar Ginger and mint flavor.
To my surprise, Gifter guided me to the exam table again placing my hand on Ray's hairy ass! Still laying on all fours, the older man begged me to lube his virgin hole and I was upset at first. "I am not ready", I said; "you did not tell me I had to poz your... our doctor!"
"In fact you have not to, it's not your duty", Adri encouraged me again helping me to aim the man's hole with the bottle. Ray moaned in pleasure feeling cold liquid poured along his ass crack and my fingers tentatively entering him to lube him up. 
Finally I felt Gifter guiding my lubed hand to his own rock hard member. I wanted to be fucked by him and did nothing to hide it, but PozCop's determined behaviour came out: "that's my duty, boy! Deflowering and pozzing Doctor Ray Still, was the condition for me to obtain smart talking HIV in my blood. And you have to deflower me, breeding me with your very first charged load!"
For the first time I felt ashamed: being a top was not my position, every time I tried it with Hunter my dick always softened and got out of him. And now my gifter asked me to take his anal virginity in a threesome! "I can't believe it... what, Gifter, are you kidding? You a virgin?"
"Bottom virgin, yeah", he replied with pride. "I deflowered Sharon and my sister Alex in all their holes but never found someone worthy of my first time as a bottom... Till now, my boy! Let me slide in Ray, then you come behind me. Is it OK?"
"If the exam table can hold us", I grinned. Thankfully it did, despite my feet were hanging out! I still held the lube bottle and spread some fresh liquid in my gifter's ass; damn, if it was tight! I remembered the first time we did some ass play in his private shower and he told me not to insert my fingers too deeply. This time he seemed more than ready instead! Suddenly he asked me to pull my fingers out and line my hard dick to his entrance, but I felt his muscles resist to my pressure. What if I hurt him seriously!
"Don't care, tops", Ray implored; "Both of you! Let's count to three, then we all push! In sync! One... Two ... And, THREE!"
They both yelped in pain as their holes got hardly penetrated with one single, firm thrust; it took some time until we got a rhythm but finally we were all fucking each other, the air smelling lube and sex. 
"Never seen something similar", I heard a voice saying. My invisible assistant, HIV, didn't interact with us till now! "Degrade him, blind boy", my virus ordered; "humiliate the great scientist! Raymond still, you're just a cumdump for all of them... of us! Worthless PrEP-addicted fag!"
"Recharge me Ian", Adri begged. "And I'll convert this old cum whore."
"Fucking poz me up", Ray ordered, his head pressed against the exam table; "inject my creature into my blood stream! You, HIV, are mine! Good virus..."
"I'd leave you negative again", the virus teased him. "Prove me you're worthy of me!" I felt Gifter's hole becoming tighter around my dick, and just the thought of Raymond's ass doing the same, drove me wild. 
"Join me if you can!" I yelled to the virus, lost in my sex euphoria. I didn't notice the room's door slowly opening and too late I heard some footsteps discreetly coming close; we were still all pounding each other, when I clearly recognized the unmistakable sound of three cameras taking pictures from different directions. 
"Guys, go on! I couldn't miss this scene", that was Evelyn Sloan's voice. Sharon's mother stood close to the table with someone else, filming our fuck.
My breath becoming faster, my orgasm building, I screamed I was getting close. "Recharge my brother", Alexandra encouraged me. Followed by Sharon who begged Adri to poz her father! All my body was shaking, overwhelmed by sensations I never experienced before; for sure, the virus was active part in all this situation! Maybe he was fucking me too, but I couldn't feel it, as my concentration was all used to seed Adri with my first poz load as a top. My gifter cum almost simultaneously inside Ray till our orgasms finished and we ended up collapsing on top of each other, completely exhausted. 
"No ass to mouth cleaning", Evelyn Sloan warned all of us when our members were all out from respective bottom's hole; "rest a bit, recover, then we have to talk!"
All three of us remained in position till Sharon and Alex gave us two plugs to insert into our bottoms; with a little resistance, I shoved it into Adri's hole while he plugged Ray's. "Your hole doesn't need this, Ian", Evelyn explained; "even if you leak neg cum on the floor, it's where it belongs." 
Finally we split into couples again: me and Adri, Sharon and Alex, Evelyn and Ray; we made out with partners for a short while then the two doctors sat on their chairs. 
"These are for you", Evelyn said giving me and Adri one box each. I touched it in all four sides till I finally read the Braille label: Treatment As Transmission.
"You already know it, gifter Adrian Miller", she told Adri; "this one is simply a higher dose. And for you, Ian, take a pill every day. A single box covers two months and you then come to visit us again."
Poor doctors! I flooded them with questions, and they explained the therapy as easy as they could: "you see, boy ... Or you listen, what can we say? Sorry!"
"You're still shooting blanks and have to learn a lot", Adri laughed at Ray; "you can use sight-related expressions with no trouble! I reassure you. The world won't end for this!" 
"Well", Ray continued; "these meds work the opposite of traditional HIV treatment. Unlike ordinary pills which decrease viral load, ours make viral numbers double while keeping your immune cells high. So you can gift anyone with no danger for your health!"
"You already have realized it", Evelyn Sloan added; "this particular HIV strain has many properties, including the ability to talk. It is, he is, our best ally in life. Pay attention to the conditions he asks, though. These meds are tested with our specific smart strain, but if you get recharged by a different one, they might not work." 
I gasped and bit my lips, wondering what to do. 
"No, I don't want to scare you off", Evelyn continued. "But if a hybrid strain's viral load increases thanks to our treatment, your immune system might not have the expected behaviour: a mixed strain may attack your defenses bringing them to 200 or lower. Should I explain what it means?"
I shook my head and started tapping the wooden desk with fingers, emulating a computer keyboard. "AIDS, no! I wouldn't like to reach that limit! Tell me, should I use condoms with strangers, right?"
"Wouldn't you end up like Hunter?" Adri remarked. "If you want our HIV's benefits, respect the family rules. So, choose now. Condoms with strangers, your guide-virus to replace your assistive technologies, and the ability to gift. Or bareback with anyone but go down to undetectable. Decide boy, quickly!"
I lived my whole life without those benefits and feeling the discomfort of using condoms or worrying about status, now being poz did not give me the freedom various Twitter account and sites talked about. Could it be, I had been played once again!
"Undetectable", I replied at the end. "Maybe it's the right compromise! Give me ordinary meds please. I prefer to be a poz bottom cumdump for anyone wanting to fuck me."

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-HIV: 
After the fun I had seeing my carrier gifting the mad scientist while being recharged by his chaser Ian, I assumed the best had yet to come. Three male and three female human beings as my family, it looked like all my dreams had come true. No longer locked into a vial or being transferred from a place to another together with chemical substances able to ruin my RNA forever. But now I could not accept this!
Ian, the guy who taught me to guide him and how to be helpful for his blindness. The one who showed me how funny interspecies sex was. Now he wanted to tie me, force me down to untransmittable? I had to do something, at least to scare doctors off! The boy could also be naive, but why didn't the others protest against his decision! I had to hurry up, taking steps before it would be too late. 
So, that was what I did: I had all his blood stream under control and in a few minutes Ian collapsed on the desk, sweating profusely and breathing hard.
"Wake up, my boy", Adri shook his chaser's shoulders without obtaining any answers; Ian's muscles seemed not to respond and I enjoyed it when gifter's concern turned into tears soon. 
"Lay him on the exam table", Sharon proposed, crying too. But Alexandra took her arm and guided her outside of the room.
Soon enough the guy was on his back, with Adri attempting chest compressions. Again I relived what I witnessed some days before, but at that time I was not the cause: Ryan the murderer, made Hunter swallow poison and poor guy died miserably, foaming at the mouth. "Kill him, kill him", I suggested when I realized the Predator was pointing a knife at my host. "Cop, you're carrying a gun, use it!" And he thankfully did, setting all of us free from HPV-Pocalypse patient zero.
The situation was different now, but humans did not know it and desperately tried the impossible to revive Ian. A failure after the other: his body cooling down, no breathing or heart beat, apparently the end had come for him too! 
"I can't accept to lose another friend", Adri begged. "Make the miracle, HIV, you, please..." The cop was crying copiously, tears soaking his uniform. "You succeeded with Alex, now save Ian!"
That was enough, they might have learned their lesson and I wanted them not to lose their trust on me.
"Time of death", Raymond was announcing. But suddenly Ian opened his eyes, his muscles slowly regaining strength. 
"You're like Snow White's prince", Evelyn smiled to Adri; "you gave him a kiss and he woke up!" It was matter of seconds, and I assisted to the sweetest scene a human could ever show me: Ian, still weak after he fainted, almost falling from the exam table and being caught in time by his gifter's arms.
"I could not... could not breathe", the boy whispered. "And, no, I don't remember what happened. I felt sick while talking! But? We were talking about what?"
All males and females were inside the room again, holding Ian in a tight, warm embrace. "We were talking about our new life", Adri's sister said; "and I was explaining that Alexandra Miller is dead now. I'm Alex! The most gender fluid and proud poz cumdump for the family!"
"And I'm Sharon, the mother of next generation of gifters." She placed a hand on her own protruding belly, smiling at all the others. "Little Elias will be viral, like me, and like his father. Everyone of you must get prepared for the time of his 18th birthday party!"
I saw Adri and Raymond take Ian by his armpits and lifting him from the ground. "And this one is our special chaser", Ray said. "Ready to become a gifter himself!"
I could notice it, the boy was holding the box of Treatment As Transmission tightly in his hand. 
"I'll never give up with my new existence", he finally announced, in tears. "No need to bareback with strangers. I have a family. And a faithful virus. What could I wish more!"
And what could I look for, too. Who gives a damn of a name, a shape, the ability to be seen by human eyes. I am HIV, the smartest and strongest virus in the world. I can speak to humans, understand what they want and what they don't. I can decide for their life, and for my own. I have everything I need, now!

I love stories like yours, as they are quite similar to my taste and way to write: not just pure sex scenes but also emotions. It's maybe I'm an emotional guy, and proud to be! Then, everyone has their own kinks but in the end we come here to have fun

I was wondering where that instructor was...

Reading your story after just waking up, is the method to be horny all day

This is the good strategy to turn me on while I just woke up! 

Last part was too long so I decided to split it in two.

I'll upload next one this night or tomorrow; no proper sex here, but bonds and emotions; as I always say, sex is part of life, not vice versa!

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part 15 - Sacrifice is needed

-HIV:
"You're fooling me", Ian said. "Prove me you really are..." 
"...Your virus! Yeah, you shouldn't doubt it", I chuckled; "where do you think your fever comes from?" 
"Ordinary life", he whispered ringing the door bell again. "It's fuck flu. Nothing so dramatic! I expected it sooner or later and you're just making fun of me, naughty ghost." 
The boy was playing with fire! Naked as he was, his body exposed to fresh air, I could seriously consider to decrease his immune system till its limit but suddenly I remembered my place: I was submitted to my carrier, PozCop's promises were clear. "You'll get an appropriate reward if you bring my chaser safely home". 
And I had accomplished the whole mission: Ian was   a little feverish, hcoughing, with  a bleeding knee but mostly safe! 
The door slightly opened and a human creature stared at the naked figure outside: "Poor Ian", I heard the voice saying; "let me take you inside!" 
Why poor, what the fuck! We had fun together and the punishment was part of our new life, humans cannot understand it at all! I did not need to stay on guard though, as Ian was now guided by a female. The same girl carrying my main host's baby and another virus growing together with her kid. 
"Second generation of gifters is coming", I thought to myself, pride starting to fill my RNA; 
I relived the whole morning with the decisions I had to quickly make. Some happy and others painful but it was necessary because not all humans are important for the world, sometimes a sacrifice is needed. Although I could not reveal anything to my current hosts, I knew I made the best choice for all of them. 
"Don't care about how humans look like", this was the only rule I learnt at the beginning of my existence; "go, infect, grow in their blood stream, no questions asked". This was my life before meeting the scientist who taught me human language, Dr. Raymond Still; and since he rewarded me transferring me to PozCop's blood stream I have understood my new host's death meant mine too, so I had to save his life whatever happened, whatever it took. 
It was easy at first, when a criminal man  kidnapped him; making him lose consciousness required no efforts so he managed to escape thanks to me, and although he remembered nothing, I could never forget Predator's face! 
But the second time he put himself in danger, it was almost impossible for me to rescue him. Despite my host was a cop, he did never realize his kidnapper was very close to him. My warnings were useless, I gave him hints and invited him to stay on guard... For nothing. He even allowed that horrible person to live in his house. 
Finally one day I had my chance: the Predator found another prey who soon became his ally and I could do nothing but wait for things to happen. My carrier's life was all that mattered, possible predator's death was an event I couldn't exclude or avoid.

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-Ian: 
In the end someone opened the door and, surprisingly, it was not Gifter but I heard the unmistakable footsteps I have known since I was a small boy. "Look at yourself", Sharon said gently taking my arm. "You're in a terrible state!"
She was right. I felt sweaty with my whole body aching, definitely exhausted. I let her guide me and support me across the corridor, till we reached the elevator. 
"Where's Gifter?" I asked. "I thought he would come to meet me!"
"No", she replied; "Adrian had to run away for an emergency and I have no idea when he's back, for now I'm in charge of looking after you and Alexandra. He's a cop and we must get used to this, bro. Nothing else to do or say."
I didn't have the strength to take the conversation any further, I just needed to relax! To my surprise Sharon took me straight to Gifter's room. "He recommended, you must stay here. Get under the covers and have a good sleep!" 
But as soon as I laid down, she noticed my still bleeding knee. Without saying a word she began to eagerly lick my wound! In pain as I was, I felt relief with her wet tongue on me, imagining it was our gifter sucking; it lasted for a short while, then she cleaned it with an antiseptic and covered it with a bandage.
"I had to give it a taste", she whispered at my ear. "But never tell Adri, I want this to be our secret. A gift you gave to my baby. The first charged blood from a converting chaser, and I'm happy it's yours! My best friend and viral brother."
"I can keep secrets", I smiled and relaxed my body under the sheets, lying on a mattress too big for me alone. 
Sharon took my temperature, it was quite high and she kissed my forehead: "rest now, sweetie. I go downstairs to see Alex! She's feverish too. you're both converting simultaneously, congrats!"
I nodded and turned my head to the other side. The last thing I heard, was her telling me to call her if I needed something.
* * *
The wetness and warmth of a tongue on my neck woke me up and, after a long yawn, I realized not to be in a dream: two strong arms were holding me, a hard dick pressed against my ass cheeks while something else was inside me, maybe a buttplug!
"What is it like?" Gifter's voice gently asked, his lips still close to my neck. "Tell me how life is in the other world. Welcome back, honey!"
I wanted to turn around and hug him back, but his strong grip kept me in place. "I missed you", I told him; "where have you been?"
"You missed a lot of things", he said playing with the plug inside my ass; "I bred and plugged you several times and you didn't even notice! You slept for four whole days."
It was a prank for sure, how could I sleep for so long, and overall without realizing someone was fucking me! I reached out my hand to the nightstand where my smartphone usually stood on the charger; it was there, battery full, and tons of notifications! The device started to talk on its own. Damn, Gifter was right: I had really been off for four days and half!
Weak as I was, I left the phone on my pillow and started to swipe around, deleting useless or less important messages but one e-mail in particular caught my attention: "Ian, my dear. If something happens to me please remember I loved you. Stay away from Ryan, take care of our Gifter. Hunter." It was sent the day I went to the woods leaving all technology home! 
Too late for any explanation from my former partner, maybe. PozCop took the device away from my hands and held me tight one more time: 
"My love, I did not want you to know it in this way", he said. "But the other guys are no longer with us."
Too many questions filled my mind: Adri was calm, no signs of sadness. Ryan and Hunter could just have gone on their own way, no reason to think of the worst happening!

But the day I was taken to the woods by him, he then was called for an emergency and he's a cop dealing with murders. The same day, Hunter texted me he feared something bad happening with Ryan involved...  Two and two, usually give a four. 
A tear came down from my eyes and Gifter kissed it away: "honey, calm and cool. I'll explain everything to you. Now let's check your fever then you go to shower, we must run to the clinic!"
My temperature was quite high but tolerable, so Adri passionately kissed me before pushing me into the shower: "I wait for you downstairs", he said, and closed the door on my disappointment: he would not join me.
With water running all over my body, latest events emerged from my deepest thoughts: I still didn't figure out who the voice guiding me was! Could it really be HIV talking and interacting, even sexually, with me!
"We're finally alone again", the familiar voice said. "We have to talk now."
"Holl ... Hol ... ly fuck", I exclaimed, water going down my throat and making me gag. "Naughty ghost what on earth do you want!"
I bent over, just in case the entity wanted me; but a pain on my hips forced me to stand up. "Sorry, no interspecies sex now. It's important, listen to me! I had to make you lose senses. It was the only solution to protect you from painful events. Better you know it from your HIV than from humans! It's about Hunter."
"A machine told me", I replied. "Hunter is dead, I'm sure. He said goodbye by text message then disappeared."
"Yes, and I let it happen!" the virus added, without caring about my shocked reaction. "Hunter was patient zero of a killer HPV strain but I did not cause his death! I swear it! He was murdered."
Everything was too unreal; I shook my head then my whole body hoping it was a dream, but I only ended up spreading shower gel and shampoo everywhere; I started rinsing me off, attempting to hide tears and I felt a strange warmth: it was not fever or the shower, it felt like a real hug although no one was around.
"No tears, cutie", the invisible creature spoke again; "now you must reach your gifter and go to the clinic with the whole family. No reason to cry from now on, we are all safe!"

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-PozCop: 
When I reached the living room Alexandra and Sharon had clothes on, sitting on the couch and staring at the wall clock. "Ian's always late", Sharon complained; "and you know my parents do not accept us to make them wait. You're giving that boy too much freedom!"
"Funeral is today for both guys, right?" Alex asked ignoring her girlfriend; "at least the clinic is an excuse not to go."
"No worries", I smiled at both; "we'll avoid that event as those assholes ended up as they deserved. I have nothing to blame myself for, it was self-defense. Let's call it an accident! I'll explain everything to Ian but then please, this chapter is forever closed. We have nothing more to be afraid of, this is all that counts from now on! You hear me?"
"And what about your gun", Sharon tried to say; "will your chief give it back..." but Ian's footsteps down the stairs interrupted our conversation. My guy was finally ready to go; clean, properly clothed and carrying his folded white cane in his hand. "I want to show you something, Gifter", he announced walking towards the door, with Alex slowly following him from behind. He moved fast, without any help, so I smiled proudly to the girls: "you see, they've become friends! His virus is guiding him properly. You two, three with our kid: follow Ian's example and talk to your HIV! Now let's go!"
Alex next to me, Sharon with Ian on the back seat, all four of us got in my car and as soon as I started the engine a song began to play: "I heard the secrets that you keep, when you're talking in your sleep." 
"Hunter's favourite. Could you please change the playlist?" Ian asked; "it awakens sad memories."
Both me and Alex tried to skip current track, with no success; even turning the radio off didn't work at all! Our HIV wanted Ian to face his memories, that was the only explanation I could provide for what happened.

"Maybe it's simply this old car, it needs to be changed!" Alex joked at me. "Brother, you know what I think about it; next time we'll break down, I'm sure!"
"This is what they say! But you teach me: miracles can happen, my chaser and sister!"
Finally we arrived, the sign was clearly visible: "Still & Sloan Sexual Health clinic". We all sat down in the waiting room, thankfully few patients were sitting so we could spend some time talking and cuddling each other. "I'd breed you here", I whispered to Ian; "but there's something better planned for us now."
"Ladies with me", a woman's voice suddenly called; I recognized her immediately and introduced Ian to her. "Evelyn Sloan. Sharon's mother", she shook my guy's hand. "And if you're here, well, congratulations! My husband waits for you in the other room."
I took Ian's hand and together we walked through a corridor I knew too well, till we reached a door. "Come in", the man said; "Gifter Adri, welcome back!"

Wish to see Jay thanking Will for the gift

and then, the pastor converting his own son while Peter converts and gifts Lewis

Yes, thanks. 

I am very curious to see how it develops, the guy's transformation. 

Finally chapter 14.

I'm preparing the 15 (last one, including the epilogue).

Hopefully publishing it for the end of the month.

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Part 14 – under control

-Hunter:

I knew it from  the beginning: moving into Gifter’s house meant having sex every day with at least two guys, being free from worries about rent and bills, but I could say goodbye to my privacy as everything was shared with all of them and I had to quickly adapt to everyone’s habits. No loud music, no sleep till late in the morning, nothing at all.

And life had become less bearable since the moment my former lover moved in too! Every time I saw Ian naked walking around, I relived our past relationship’s memories and knowing PozCop didn’t let me even touch him lately, drove me completely crazy; no matter if Ryan, my first viral brother, became my boyfriend and we were apparently soul mates.

That day in particular I was really fed up of it all and took the opportunity: Gifter asked us to go out buying some groceries, and finally I could profit taking Ryan to my own house!

As soon as we closed the door behind us, he was fully naked. His useless locked dick in full contrast with his inviting, loose, experienced hole.

I pulled my pants down revealing my rock hard member, grabbed him by his hips ready to fuck him instantly. No foreplay for us, I was hungry of him, hungry of being finally alone with no cameras or other people spying on our sexual activity.

“Take me, slut!” I yelled while entering him with a single, rough, thrust. “You’re my pig! Not even able to squeeze your hole any longer! So fucking weak ass muscles!”

He moaned in pleasure as my precum started to drip into his guts; there was a mirror on the wall, and I forced Ryan’s head up so he could look at himself, completely submitted to me. “Hunter! I’m yours!” He whispered between moans. “Enjoy this fuck, it’ll be the last one!”

I smiled and pushed inside him even harder. Such a strange roleplay, this guy always surprised me switching from submissive to aggressive in a short time, during sex. “Fuck me”, he yelled again. “Cum in me like you’re going to die soon! Your very last shoot!”

I actually felt my heartbeat become faster, but this was not something to wonder about; I was seriously fucking my guy like there was no tomorrow. “PozCop does not treat you like this”, I panted; “he’s too gentle and you need a real dominant! I’m so fucking … so fucking close!”

I was sweating profusely, breathing required more and more effort. I held him even tighter, in a mix of pleasure and fear as my dick and balls started to feel the orgasm coming. “Recharge me”, Ryan yelled. “Shoot your last toxic load in me!” He insisted in this, and I began having doubt: during breakfast he melted a sugar candy in my coffee telling me it was a special day, and now? Maybe this was just a coincidence. ...And if it wasn’t?

Pleasure really turned into panic, this guy’s fantasies were unexpectedly influencing my mind; I shot a large amount of cum inside his hole and the last thing I saw before passing out, was his evil grin.

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-PozCop:

I was sprawled on the couch, with my arms surrounding Sharon and Alexandra’s shoulders after a hot sucking and fingering session with both of them; it was Ryan’s duty to prepare lunch, I told him to go shopping with Hunter and maybe bring something pre-cooked because no one of us felt like doing chores. My right hand slowly moved down on Sharon’s naked body till I reached her belly and extended all my fingers to touch her warm skin, but I experienced nothing new: it might be too early for our child to move inside her or he was as lazy as me. Like father, like son!

I smiled noticing my poz cum still on both girls’ lips but Sharon suddenly turned serious, all muscles gaining more and more tension; to my other side, Alex looked at me with the same worried eyes and stared at the wall clock.

“What about Ian”, Sharon spoke first. “You had to go pick him up but almost three hours passed with him still in the woods…”

“He’s blind and alone”, Alex added; “and if I had no pain walking for too long, I would have gone to find him myself.”

“Girls, I lost my patience: if you do not trust me, trust our virus! I did not convert you for nothing! Take it easy, both of you, Ian can manage! He’ll be home soon, I am sure!”

“But the other guys are late too”, Sharon complained; “We’re hungry! Do they realize my baby has special needs, and are they aware of the illness Alex is fighting against?”

I nodded and finally got up to get my smartphone; she was right, Hunter and Ryan have always been on time with tasks I gave them but if they decided to have fun by themselves without bringing lunch home, I would have punished both guys strictly.

No way to contact them, though: Ryan’s phone continued ringing and ringing while Hunter’s had the answering machine turned on! Damn, even their location in the map couldn’t be detected and that was unusual for my two chasers! Something wrong was happening to both of them, for sure! “Surprise 4 U @ home”, I messaged to their phones but no read notification signs showed up.

Policeman’s instinct pushed me towards the office to use my professional methods for localizing cell phones but both girls kept me quiet: at least I had to wait for Ian! Sharon stood up and walked towards the fridge. Thankfully she found some food and went straight to prepare it naked as she was, refusing any help I wanted to offer.

Something bad was happening, I felt it, I had to figure it out sooner or later. I ran into the toilet, staring at the mirror. The only intimate place where I could talk to my HIV with no trouble.

“You, please my virus, tell me... I lost my chasers. What happened to Hunter, Ryan, my beloved! Please guide me to find them!”

I heard no reply. Maybe the sound was outside, maybe it came from my mind, but the only thing I could detect was a phone’s busy signal. “I’m screwed”, I thought; “even the virus isn’t able to give me an answer!”

“You’ll realize soon enough”, the familiar voice finally spoke directly from my blood stream. “You have someone more in need of our attention, while those two guys are both worthless trash. Trust me!”

Oh gosh, if HIV virus considers someone as trash, there's nothing good to expect. Just matter to wait, prepared to the worst ending.

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-Ian:

Naked, without any technology, alone except for the mysterious voice and body sensations which guided me through an unknown place. Strangely my panic feelings subsided completely, replaced by a new sense of safety. Or maybe I became conscious I had nothing to earn and lose!

“Excuse me!” I stopped walking and tried to explore my surrounding spreading my arms. “Please, whatever name you have. May you guide me to a bench? Is there one around? I’m tired!”

My invisible assistant just chuckled and I experienced the usual pain on my right armpit’s glands that I learned to be his way of giving me directions; after turning right, I felt something new: calves and knees seemed to vibrate faster and faster, like they were acquiring their own heart beat. “Run, chaser, run!” my guide yelled; “I need to get on that bench with you!”

I told him I am tired and he wants me to run? I’ve always been too lazy for running but I understood my new friend had needs and walked as fast as I could, always careful to messages coming from my body. But despite this, I ended up bumping on the wooden bench and falling on it, after having lost my balance. Ouch!

“Good boy”, he said instead of comforting me. “Stay there, face down.”

“My knee is bleeding”, I complained; “I think I seriously got injured! I need to go home!”

“From now on my pleasure has highest priority on yours”, my guide replied. “Or your immune system will decrease. And you know what this means, right?”

An intense pain from my knee, the fear for being alone into the woods and this last threat, several different feelings scared and excited me at the same time. I couldn’t hide my growing erection. What the fuck, I was being dominated by a complete stranger, an entity who couldn't even be touched.

“On all fours”, my mysterious companion commanded. “I need to experience it at least once!”

I tried to protest, but the pain coming from thighs and armpits forced me to position myself doggy style on the bench, my ass completely exposed in the fresh air. “Adri”, I whispered. “PozCop. He’ll punish me if I...”

“My host asked me to take care of you”, my assistant said. “He knows we’re here and might be excited at the idea of us fucking. Stop talking and follow my orders!”

I did not move from that position and listened carefully to my surroundings: except for my breath, birds and wind, nothing else could be heard; maybe this voice just came from my mind? And in such case, how could I be able to walk alone across the woods? I was sure not to be in the same place my Gifter left me!

“Someone is freaking out”, the invisible entity chuckled; “you begged my carrier to poz you and now want to stand back when it’s too late? You’d better concentrate just on your body now! Push back, against me!”

Against who? Although I didn’t feel no other human body behind me, I could not do anything but move back and forth, like a real fuck. It was a real fuck in the end, I felt pleasure growing inside me, despite my hole was technically empty! I smiled, imagining my surroundings; I could look crazy to whoever approaching, but thankfully no one walked around. Instinctively I lifted one arm with the desire of fingering myself but a terribly sharp pain to my shoulder made me change my mind instantly. “Keep your hands to yourself”, my invisible partner ordered; “I am the only one who can please you, or cause you discomfort. Stay at your own place, poz slut! Next time you’ll be punished!!”

“Holy fuck”, I exclaimed after rocking back and forth for a while; I was sweating copiously for that pleasure coming from a mysterious source. “I’m almost cumming hands and ass free! Damn!”

I just had the time to say it, when my balls started to hurt! It seems like someone was squeezing them hard: my orgasm stopped before even starting! “Asshole”, I whispered. “It was only a stupid dream!”

“Hey! No cum unless I authorize you to. I own you, boy! Remember, you may fool your gifter but not me as I’m living inside you!”

Pleasure, fear, pain. All those sensations together ran through my body and mind; I couldn’t cum despite being still hard so I collapsed on the bench. Exausted, my head aching, an unusual warmth all over me.

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-HIV:

I couldn’t expect him to understand what happened, but finding a human to experience sex with, had been a life long dream. When my host left his chaser alone with me, it was the right opportunity to own Ian's vulnerable body once forever! His blindness no longer scared me because it allowed a better interaction between us, based on pain and pleasure only. I can’t be detected by a human creature’s five basic senses, but this boy’s DNA and mind were under my control. All what counted the most for me!

“You’re my first”, I thanked him; “and this experience is new for you too. What’s it like, being fucked without relying on human senses? Only with your mind and blood stream?”

“Whoever you are you reinvented the wheel”, he laughed at me. “And you asshole, did not even let me cum. At least when I exchange dirty messages with Internet buddies we fuck with our minds but they always bring me to orgasm!”

Asshole? To me? I had no intention to punish him, but he forced me to. “Come on”, I commanded; “do you want to cum? There’s someone you must top for. Let’s go home!”

“Yeah,”, he replied standing painfully up; his knee was still bleeding but I didn’t care. All what mattered was bringing him safe into his gifter’s, my carrier’s, arms. Although I gave him a high fever as punishment for being rude at me, I felt satisfied for the new experiences he was allowing me to live.

After countless minutes we finally were at the front door. “Ring the bell”, I suggested; “and when he opens, tell your Gifter you’ve been fucked by your virus.”

Wow, this guy has really become his gifters' playground! 

Longing to read more! You got me used to this nasty tale... 

Hopefully I finish mine soon... Longing to see new chapters of yours, meanwhile!

Damn! I fucking love it from the beginning... Wonder to see what Brian will say finding out his poz creature enjoys Aidscum

hey, thanks! I woke up NERVOUS and your story always switch my mood to POSITIVE again!