Chapter XV
Steve and I Got back to the motel and, once in the door to the room, collapsed on the bed laughing as we did. Omg, we had just teamed up to stealth breed an old enemy of his. It had been an extremely hot time and both of our cocks were soon hard as can be rolling around and talking about what we had done to him. Steve didn't know if it would take on one time but he said I saw a rip at the edge of his hole when he pulled out and there had been a little red on his cock from the way he had pouned the guys hole, so it might just do it on one time. It soon got us so hot, we had to get rid of our clothes. Our laughter died down to moans of delight and we rolled about on the bed. We were both so turned on it didn't take long before Steve's magnificent cock was buried to the hilt in my ass. He pounded me hard again and I was coming in a hurry and when I did the contractions of my ass fired him off too and he filled me with another load of his poz cum. The rest of the week I got a lot of work done and at night Steve would fuck me at least twice per night. I seemed to never get enough of his magnificent cock in me and filling me full of his cum, which made me cum every time he did. Here we are now on Friday and my work is done. Problems solved and time to leave and go home, to what? Now, all my worries are back and what are my feelings. I think I still love my wife but do I, or not, and I love Steve, but is that really right for me. It is a little late now to worry, but it is there anyway. Steve being HIV positive and me letting him fill me daily with his toxic cum. Not only Steve, but friends of his and wow, in two weeks from totally straight to, what, gay?, bi?, who knows, and probably around 3 dozen plus loads of poz cum in my ass. I knew I had to go back home, but to what is the question. I consider myself to be honest so I would have to tell my wife all. Not sure how that will go or how I want it to go yet. Steve and I had talked already and he was going to continue on now with his little
hitchhiking trip. He would be gone for at least another couple of weeks. We would stay in touch by phone and when he got back we could decide on what to do then also.