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  1. "Spin the bottle". Painful decision but I archived my latest story project before publishing it here. Life is changing, I have other things, "we have to talk" last chapter then stop. I'll stay here anyway, reading and giving feedback but creating new projects is an effort I cannot afford now. 

  2. So fucking TIRED! I love writing but it's a huge mental effort. I require a long rest! Anyway I count on finishing the story before the end of next week for sure

  3. glad you like my story - I am aware it's difficult to understand; here people is used to hyper-sexual authors

  4. 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! --- 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. --- -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!" ----- -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!"
  5. Wish to see Jay thanking Will for the gift and then, the pastor converting his own son while Peter converts and gifts Lewis
  6. Lunch at mom's house and she invites her homophobic neighbour "he's always alone". WTF! If she only told me before... I can't invent an illness! FUCK!!!

  7. my HIV'S mood is: Lay down on the couch and chill out! And so is mine! My virus and I can't think and act in separate ways

  8. Yes, thanks. I am very curious to see how it develops, the guy's transformation.
  9. "we have to talk" chapter 14 published in "bug chasing fiction" area.

  10. Finally chapter 14. I'm preparing the 15 (last one, including the epilogue). Hopefully publishing it for the end of the month. --- 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. ----- -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. ----- -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. ------ -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.”
  11. A guy I just met, understood I was an ACTOR. No! I'm just an author. But I still laugh thinking of me on a stage, theatre full of people listening to my poz talk LOL. 

  12. Wow, this guy has really become his gifters' playground!
  13. hopefully I publish 14th chapter of my "we have to talk" story today

  14. Longing to read more! You got me used to this nasty tale...
  15. you're my cutie anyway 😘

  16. Hopefully I finish mine soon... Longing to see new chapters of yours, meanwhile!
  17. Damn! I fucking love it from the beginning... Wonder to see what Brian will say finding out his poz creature enjoys Aidscum
  18. my co-worker soaked in cream while eating his breakfast. And me thinking, want me to add my pozcum? 

  19. hey, thanks! I woke up NERVOUS and your story always switch my mood to POSITIVE again!
  20. Don't know if it's innocence or what, but thinking no one lies, looks like this man does not live in this world! For long-term relationship it's different; but why should a person disclose their poz status with a sex partner you never see any longer, or you want to have a -short or long- relation just based on sex? If you bareback I assume you take precautions or know the risks, if you then catch HIV it's your responsibility. In an ideal world people respect each other in every way possible. In the ideal world stigma towards HIV would not exist and status disclosure wouldn't be a problem - no need to lie between people respecting themselves... But we live in THIS world. With wars, with people driving while checking smartphone and causing accidents or driving while high and drunk... And with people who lie about their status, or never disclose it.
  21. co-worker called: "look, there's a button called pause-me". Laughing for the pronunciation similarity with "POZ ME", I replied: I could take it literally. Just ask and give me some time to plan it! 🦠☣️ 

  22. Enjoying music, completely relaxed and... Yes, horny AF although I must work

  23. Oh gosh! If I were the gifter... I would have placed a microphone on the sub's chastity cage and listen all chaser's life! This Kevin is tempting the chaser, and I long to see where this story is going! I'll keep on reading.
  24. Every author can experience lack of motivation for writing. It's life, it happens. But it must not be treated as a tragedy - unless one does it being paid. So... Just take it easy

  25. I'm in tears right now... This man taking the other guy's anal virginity brought some emotions back. Can't tell further but I have to go now. Nothing negative to you and your story, I'm just particularly emotional these days.
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