Cody's Raw Sex Adventures

[versbbguy]

CHAPTER 3: (6 Weeks before Chapter 2)

Jake:

I was in my car driving to the testing center to see Chris, and I thought 'I’m a horned as fuck 19 year old, I’m HIV+ and I need to breed some neg hole right now'.  I had only recently tested poz after a sexual encounter with one of my poz fuck buds and a few of his friends.  I knew what I was getting into as he had told me “Everyone here is HIV+ but you."  When I thought about Sam, and how much he enjoyed fucking neg guys and knocking them up, my precum flowed fast and furious.  

As far back as I can recall, I’ve always been a bit versatile, but I purposely bottomed more often than topped, but my sense is that would change now that I had converted.  Maybe I chased, maybe I didn’t, but after testing poz I felt a real urge to share the bug, following Sam's example.  When I got the news from my doctor, I got hard and, within a week, had fucked and bred two guys I knew from college.  In addition, when Sam held a conversion party for my friend Mark’s son Cody, I was fairly sure my virus would be the one that converted the guy. 

To be sure though, I got his number and hooked up with him a couple of days ago, literally making him beg me for poz cum.   I gave him two big loads, and assuming I’m around when he does test poz, I’m going to remind him he begged me to do it.

I pulled into the testing center and I could feel my cock, wet with precum; one way or the other, Chris was going to get some of my poz boy seed that very day.  Entering the center, I asked the clerk "Is Chris here?  I need to get tested.”

Looking up from his computer, the guy answered "Yeah, sign in.  He’s here.  Or can I or someone else help you?”

“I’d really prefer to see Chris, I feel more comfortable with him.”

The clerk smiled and replied “Your choice.  Have a seat.  We’ll call your number when he’s available."

“Thanks.”

There weren't many people in the waiting room, and I took a seat across the aisle from a hot looking Daddy-type.  He had enough gray to be sexy, a few tattoos, a goatee and a nice looking build, but he wasn't what I’d call overly muscular.  In short, he was very much my type.  With a little chit chat, I learned the Daddy’s name was 'Bill', he was 51, and was at the center to get tested, and that he was (quite surprisingly), a bottom.  “I’m probably neg, but I mostly bareback, so I test”, he remarked.

I replied with a smile, giving him my most charming smile and slipped it into the conversation that I was a top, and that I also preferred to bareback, casually mentioning "In fact, I pretty much only bareback."

“Nice,” he replied, making definite eye contact.  “Can I get your number?"

We exchanged contact information just before Bill’s waiting room number was called. 

“See ya later,” I said, thinking as I grinned 'Oh, fuck yeah.  I’m gonna get a piece of that ass, which immediately led me to wonder if Bill was still neg.

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Chris:

I was in exam room 4 at the testing center, and found the announcement that my brother was paying me a visit a bit odd as I knew, as he was on PrEP, he was tested every three months.  “Hey Tyler, … don’t suppose you’re here to get tested?”  He just looked at me with that adorable face of his and shook his head 'no'.  Moving closer to the bench on which he was seated, I took his hand, motioned for him to stand, and gave him a warm, brotherly hug, holding him very close, but still looking in his eyes, I gave him my best cautious and concerned smile asking “I know you don’t need a reason to visit … but, tell me what’s going on?”

“I’m don’t know … I’m just frustrated, … Jeremy and I are having problems and I …. I don’t know.”

“It’s okay, baby brother,” I murmured, pulling him closer, massaging his neck and back.  He felt so good pressed against my body this way.  Then I realize my cock is getting hard from holding my baby brother.  I pull back slightly unsure if he can feel the protrusion in my khakis.  “This isn’t really the best place for us to talk Ty, why don’t you come by my place after I get off work and you can tell me everything.”  Ty was visibly upset, but nodded in agreement.

“Thanks… yeah, I can do that."

The control panel lights told me I was needed in the reception room, so I stood, explaining “I need to go help someone else.  You sure you going to be okay?”

He nodded in reply.

“Okay, take your time, I hug him again, “and let Nick or whoever is upfront know you’re done in room four when you leave.  Okay?"

“Yeah, sure.  Oh, hey, what time tonight?” 

“I get off at 5:30, so anytime after 6:00 or so."

"Cool."

I get to the front and Nick hands me a waiting list number, “327”, I call out. 

A cute guy I’ve seen many times before stands up and heads toward with a knowing smile, “Hey Chris!”, I look at him oddly but return his smile, “Room 7.”  Following me, I led him down the hall.  Now, Room 7 is our corner room at the end of the exam hallway.  I’m not sure about Nick or the other guys, but I like this one because it’s a little more private than the rest and I've used it several times, particularly if I think there’s a possibility I can get some action.  “Here we go”, I follow him in and shut door pressing the lock at the same time so it’s not too obvious I’m locking the door. 

“Nice to meet you”, I pause, glancing for his name.

“Jake … I’m Jake … I mean … You helped me when I was here before.”, he pauses and says matter-of-factly, “I need to get tested again for HIV.”

I smiled reassuringly saying “Okay, sure.  That's what we do here.  You do look familiar.  How long ago did you test?  Did I help you?”

“Uhhhmm … ‘bout two months ago, I guess.  Yeah you helped me … more than once,” giving me a huge smile.

“Ahhhh okay, did we test in this room?”  I’m didn't really remember us having sex but I needed to find out how far down the rabbit hole goes. 

“No ... uhmm… I think it was 2 or … hell I don’t remember, but I don’t think I’ve been in this one, the last room didn’t have this”, and he pats down the exam table. 

“It’s cool … most guys don’t test but once a year, six months if they’ve been sexually active ... and some not at all.”

“Cool.”  Looking him over, I thought he was typical of the younger guys I find attractive, but breaking into my professional mode I asked “Why did you say ‘need’?  I’m trained to discuss safe-sex practices and ways to lower the risk, if you …."

Shaking his head he cut me off saying "It's okay."

Amusingly, although I’m trained in safe-sex practices, in real life I loathe condoms and I’ve almost always fucked or gotten fucked bareback; as I look him over, the irony isn’t completely lost on me.  Jake isn’t talking much, and his declarative sentence “I’ve been having risky sex,” was enough for me, particularly as he was fixated on me, as I was on him.  It was also obvious to me his cock was hard, as was mine.  Still I tried to remain at least semi-professional.

Turning around, I grabbed one of the test kits, opening it to prep it for Jake, giving him my professional instructions “You need to rub this along your gums, on bo…”, and mock demonstrated for him as I turned back to him.  My eyes nearly popped out of my head.  Jake had removed his shirt, and he had a stunningly beautifully muscled, smooth chest, “…th siiides.”

Jake grinned at me, and, without taking his eyes off of mine, he took the swab from me, and in what I can only think is the most sexually-suggestive way I’ve seen a person take an HIV test, swabbed his gums.  In handing the swab back to me, his eyes never left mine.  Blushing, I swallowed as Jake, still seated, smiled invitingly at me.  Yeah, he was calm and ready to go.  And I definitely wanted to play with him.  

Placing the swab in the solution, I turned back to Jake, and, before I could fully register what was happening, his tongue was in my mouth, and my tongue in his mouth.  I distinctly remember thinking to myself 'I’m glad I locked the door earlier'.

Kissing him led to the shedding of clothing and the mutual exploration of each other's body.  I had been fucked at the clinic many times by many guys, but I had never found myself as hot for any guy as I was for Jake.  Swallowing his cock, I found it wet with delicious precum.  

“Chris … ohhhhh … ahhhh that’s good … Chris stop.” 

Standing, we briefly kissed, afterwards he stooped to nuzzle my cock.  I was in heaven.  The kissing and sucking and licking continued.  We were both very worked up, and, although I had no idea how long we had been in the exam room, I reasoned the clinic could do without my contribution for, at least, a few minutes more.

“I need to be fucked,” I moaned into his mouth as I kissed him.

"Fuck, yeah," was his only reply. 

Reaching over to the rear of a nearby cabinet, I moved a box of gauze and retrieved a small flask of Gun Oil I keep here for the occasional hot fuck.

“How you want me?”

“Doggie.”

Lubing his cock and my ass, I climbed onto the exam table, positioning myself on all fours.

“Chris?”

“Yeah.”

“Are you neg?”

Nodding I replied “Yeah… I test here every three months.”

I always bareback and oddly most of the guys I’ve hooked up with here have turned out neg. 

“What if I test poz?”

Glancing over at the swab I could see the results had not yet appeared, so I asked “Are you poz?”

“Yeah… I mean … I could be.  I told you I needed to get tested,” he continued, sliding his bare cock in the crack of my ass.  It felt amazing. 

Again I nodded, saying “Yeah … I know … it's okay, I want you.”

“I want you too.”

“Fuck me."

There was a slight pause, “You sure?  What if I test poz?”

“Don’t care … Fuck me.  Now.” 

At the same moment I pressed back against his resting cock to show him how badly I needed his cock in my ass, poz or negative, reasoning over the years I surely had had more than one poz cock in my ass, especially given that even when a guy tests negative, he could still be HIV+.  There's always that 90-day window.

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Jake:

“FUCK!”

Chris was under me, begging me for poz cock.  I had to comply.  My cock head slid slowly into his hole, eliciting a long, deep groan, and an approving “Fuuuuuhhhhk… oh that’s good.”

“Yeah baby… take my p… take my cock.  Fuck yeah… feels so good,” as I slowly slid my bare, poz, unmedicated cock the rest of the way into Chris’ hot ass, who, I decided, was (for an older guy), hot as fuck.

After deep dicking him several minutes I asked “You like that … feel good?”

“Yeah … ahhhhh … ahhhhh," he moaned as I picked-up my pace. 

“I’m so horned… I probably won’t last long … you might have my cum inside you before the test thing finishes," I suggested.

Chris turned to look at the swab, as did I.  It was still blank. 

“How will you know if I test poz ... something shows up on there?” I asked, playing dumb. 

“It shows … ahhhhhhhhhh… oh fuck… fuck me… fuck me… it shows one line if you’re negative and two if detects any HIV anti-bodies.”

I keep fucking him, “Ohhh … okay, got it,” maintaining a good fuck rhythm as we barebacked, all the while maintaining a two-way conversation.

“What if I’m poz Chris?”

“What if you are?   Thought I said its okay.”

“Yeah … you did, it’s cool … mmm fuck that ass feels good.”

“Good … yeah … fuck me… oh fuck that’s good… I want your cum.”

“Yeah?  You want it… might be getting more than just cum sexy… might be an HIV+ cock inside you right now.”  I continued fucking his hole, but accelerated the pace a bit.  My crotch was now forcibly slamming into his ass, at least as hard as I could go without knocking the two of us off the exam table. 

“Give me your poz cum Jake … fuck me.”

Glancing at the test I could see it was still blank.  “You want poz cum, man?  You’re chasing Chris?", punctuating the word 'chase' with a hard slam of my cock into his ass.  I could almost hear his silent 'Yeah'.  I affirmed his silence saying “SO HOT."

“Not so loud dude, they might here us up front.”

 “Fuuuuck… your ass feels so good wrapped around my cock … I’m getting’ close Chris."

“Fuck yeah ... fuck yeah… do it.”

“You sure?  I can pull out.”

Chris answered in a voice which was, in my opinion, a bit too loud “CUM IN ME."

“Ahhhhh … ahhhhh … ahhhh … gettin’ there, … getting’ there … ahhhhhhh.”

"Fuck yeah… ohhhhhhh your cock feels...” just as my orgasm hit me.

“FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK… oh fuckkkkkkkkkkkkk … oh fuckkkkkkkkk… ahhhhhhhhhhh… ahhhhhh Chris … ahhhhhh’m cummmming.”  My nuts tightened-up as my load forcefully exited the shaft of my cock and entered Chris’ bare ass.  It was so warm, and felt so fuckin' perfect.  The thought crossed my mind to whether Chris was really neg or doesn’t hook up that much.  He had, for all purposes, virtually begged me to poz his ass.  I felt his body squirming under me. 

“Fuck, that was hot, Jake.”

“Yeah it was.”  At that moment I saw Chris gazing at the test solution.  My eyes involuntarily followed his.  The test swab clearly showed two lines.

“Looks like the test finished."

[PartyandBreed]

Just blew a huge load reading this latest nasty pozzed up chapter! Damn versbbguy you have one hot perverted twisted mind...and I fucking LOVE it!!  More soon please!

[Guest Negbottomtwink]

This is seriously the hottest chronicle I've ever read! I am so jealous of Cod and Jake.....That conversion party! Wow! I love the way Jake makes the guys beg for it. I wish I knew Jake heheeh

[MusclePup]

wow! so hot thanks for sharing this

[cboycam]

The story just gets hotter.

[aa300boy]

Keep it going!

[rublthlad]

Awesome story telling, would be happy to be fucked by chris, sam or cody

[breedbaltimore]

Hope you come back to this.  love your writing.

[versbbguy]

Thanks breedbaltimore, there will be more chapters.. I just haven't had time lately, but I have been giving it thought.

[Docebrown]

Great continuation. I hope you keep it going.

[versbbguy]

CHAPTER 4: PRESENT DAY

Dad:

The wheezing… the coughing.  I could see it was becoming increasingly more difficult for Cody to breathe.  He weakly massaged his chest as the look of severe pain was evident in his eyes.

"Hang on babe, we’ll be there soon.”

Cody nodded, and hacked-up some some yellowish-brown phlem.  Fortunately we had arrived at the hospital, and even more fortunately I found a convenient parking spot.  Helping Cod out of the car, he shambled over to the Emergency Room, which proved to be busy:  an ambulance outside, people sitting everywhere in every available seat.  Still I found one, got Cod situated, and explained “Sit here son.  I’ll speak to the nNurse.”

It was tearing me up hearing him strain to breathe, so I hurried up to the Nurse’s desk.  She looked up saying "Hi, can I help you?”

“My son.  It’s my son Cody.  He can’t breathe.  I don’t know.… ”

Looking concerned she responded “Hang on,” and looking over at one of the other nurses, exchanged a nod while handing me a clipboard, “We’ll take him right back.  I’ll need your insurance and driver’s license.  Fill these out through page three.”

Another nurse entered the waiting room, looked at Cod who was in obvious distress gasping and coughing as he clutched his chest.  Taking a quick listen with a stethoscope the nurse turned to me asking “What’s his name?”

“Cod.  Cody.”

“Cody, it’s gonna be okay, but don’t move.”  With that she re-enters the medical area, returning promptly with a wheel chair, asking “Cody, can you get into the wheelchair for me?  We’re going to take you back.”  Cody stumbled to his feet, and meekly looked at me.  As the nurse helped Cod into the wheelchair, looking at me, “You’re his Father?“  

I nodded and asked “What’s wrong with him?”

“Follow me.  We’ll take him back.”  I gestured to the clipboard and the several forms which I had yet to complete.  She replied “It’s okay.  Bring them."

She takes us over to the one of the beds, “Wait here”, and walking to the she called-out "First name Cody Davis, code 1,” and then disappeared for a few seconds, returning with a few assistants who began preparing him, moving Cody onto one of the beds, listening with the stethoscope again, removing his clothes, and getting him into a hospital gown.  While I loved seeing Cody naked, his listlessness and the impartial handling of his body by the staff somehow bothered me, but just then a doctor approached, and noticing me asked “You are?”

“I’m Cody’s father.  Mark.”

“Mark, listen.  We’re going to take good care of Cody.  We'll stabilize his condition, but for now you need to go back into the waiting room.”

“What’s wrong with him?!”

“We’re not sure yet, but I’ll come get you as soon as we know what’s going on.”  One of the assistants put Cody’s clothing into a bag, handing it to me, and then escorted me into to the waiting room.  I looked at the clipboard and tried to focus on filling out the paperwork, but my nerves were racked.  My son.  My lover.  He was seriously ill.

My first thought was, (somewhat irrationally), 'WHAT THE FUCK DID WE DO?'.  Of course the logical part of my brain suspected the malady was related to HIV, but I had never heard of an attack with this appearance.  Still I tried to concentrate on on completing some of the information requested on the paperwork which I was still clutching.  The sound of Cody’s hoarse cough from the treatment room honestly scared me.

I sat waiting in the waiting room for three or so hours when a nurse stepped into the waiting room and announcing the name “Cody.”  Of course I looked up.  “Come with me, please.”

Guiding me into the interior of the hospital, we entered a long hallway off of which opened differing areas, each containing several medical beds and privacy curtains.  Smiling, the nurse announced “Here he is."

“What’s wrong with him?”

Glancing first at Cody, then at me, she answered simply “The Doctor will come by shortly.”

“Thank you,” I replied, whereupon she left, drawing the curtain behind herself.  An IV protruded from Cody's left arm.  His coughing had subsided, and he certainly looked comfortable, even peaceful. “How are you son?”

Looking up, he cautioned me as I reached for his hand, “Don’t get too close.”

“Did they tell you what’s wrong?”

“Pneumonia … they said they gave me drugs, but you can still get it.”

“I’ll be ok”. We talked quite some time as I tried to calm his fears.  Finally the doctor appeared.  We introduced ourselves.  His name was Doctor Reynolds.  Reading through the chart he explained “Cody, it looks like you’ve got a fairly serious case of Bacterial Pneumonia, which may be contagious.  Until the drugs we've given you kick in and start killing off the bacteria that’s causing the inflammation in your lungs, it's entirely possible to spread the infection, possibly for a few days," looking at me, “so I’m going to prescribe an anti-bacterial for the both of you.  I want you to fill these and you, Mr. Davis, to start taking yours now as an added precaution.”

"Okay," I replied, asking "Do you know how Cody picked-up the bacteria?"

“This kind of pneumonia can be contracted by breathing the air droplets from someone that has it, but we’ve also seen cases where someone contracted it from a dirty air conditioning filter, but … “, and he paused, then continued explaining "most people fight this kind of pneumonia off without it being too serious.  But, if someone’s immune system is weakened it can be very serious, even deadly if the patient doesn't get it treated quickly enough.”

Then turning to my son Dr. Reynolds continued asking "Cody, have you ever taken any sort of drugs or shared needles with anyone?”

Cody noded 'no'. 

"Are you sexually active?”

Cody just nodded 'yes'.

In my mind's eye I could virtually see the doctor saying to himself 'I know what's going on here', but instead he explained "When we have serious cases like this we almost always run a few other blood tests to rule out common issues.  Cody’s test for HIV came back positive."

I look at Cody, then at the Doctor, I think it’s obvious I’m questioning what he just said. “Testing positive for HIV doesn’t give you Bacterial Pneumonia, or the other way around, but Cody’s immune system is compromised from the HIV and then he probably came into contact with someone who either has Pneumonia or recently had it.”

The lightbulb clicked on for me.

"We’re going to keep him at least overnight with the IV, and let him rest.  If the anti-Bacterial we’re giving him does it job quickly you can take him home tomorrow.  When he gets home he’ll need to finish all of the medication I’m prescribing.  You need will need to take the prescription I'll give you  before you leave, but you should pick-up your prescription now.  We can discuss Cody's HIV treatment options after the Pneumonia is under control.”

"Any questions?”

"Not for now, I think, we're good."

"Okay, I’ll leave you guys alone."

"Thanks," I responded as he nodded with a small smile, and left us.

"Dad, ...."

"Yeah, Cody?"

"I'm..., I'm ...."

Sensing what he was struggling to say, I soothed his troubled mind, murmuring "Don’t worry about it, baby boy … we’ll figure it out.  Right now you need to rest,.  Your body needs time to get the Pneumonia under control, which means the drugs need time to fight off this infection.  We can discuss the other issues later."

Cody gave me a wan smile, accompanied by "I love you, Dad.”

Looking deeply into his eyes I softly replied "And I love you too, boy.”

Talking with Cod I couldn't help but consider my own flesh and blood was now HIV+.  My cock was awake.  Even knowing Cody felt like crap I wanted him.  Fortunately I kept my cock in check, as just then a nurse stepped into the room, explaining visiting hours were over, and Cody desperately needed some sleep, but adding I could return the next day, at which time Cody would be moved to a step-down unit.  I wanted to kiss Cod, and I suspect he could sense the angry monster hiding in my pants, but I chasely kissed him on the forehead, telling him goodnight as I left, pausing in the pharmacy to fill the prescriptions.  I immediately took my first dose of the anti-Bacterial as a precaution, even if I felt fine.

even though I’m not feeling sick. After 3 days of taking these pills and visiting Cod I start to worry, even though it’s obvious he’s feeling better and his condition seems greatly improved – the Doctor says he’s not out of the woods yet. I pull him aside and ask him about the HIV, “His initial bloodwork had over a million copies per milliliter”, he can see me with a question mark on my face, “That’s not mean to worry you, we’ll talk about treatment options once the Pneumonia is gone”. I muster an “ok”, but in reality I’m stressed out. I try to relax, and my mind wonders, thinking about Cody being HIV+ after our adventures at Sam’s place. I’m so horny, and as perverse as it is, more than once thought about reaching under that boy’s hospital gown and sucking him off right there. I start thinking about Sam’s poz cock so I text him but he’s not responding. I decide to text that hot guy Chris from the testing center.

Mark: Hey sexy

Chris: Hey man, been a while, how’s it going?

Mark: Not good, stressed out, no sex and Cody’s in the Hospital

Chris: Ugh Sorry … he gonna be ok?

Mark: Yeah, … has Pneumonia

Chris: Oh wow … what’s up? You guys been thinking about getting tested again?

Mark: Uh yeah … Cody tested positive yesterday.  They found it when they ran tests for the Pneumonia

Chris: I understand, I’ve told a lot of guys their results before

Mark: Not why I texted, I’m horny.  He’s been in the Hospital nearly 4 days.  My balls are turning blue

Chris: Oh shit… can’t have that

Mark: I know
Mark: Busy?

Chris: HA! Perv … not really tbh : )
Chris: Just at home

Mark: I can host

Chris: Naked and horny here.  You can come over if you want.  My brother Tyler is living with me for a while, but he’s gay too, won’t care

Mark: You got a brother? And he’s gay? He hot too?

Chris: LOL … down boy, he’s mine (kidding), but yep, my little brother is a homo too lol  I dunno, he might like you

Mark: I was jk

Chris: LOL … give me an hour to get showered and together

Mark: We can do another time

Chris: No it’s good, plus I’m horny af

Mark: Is it ok if we don’t fuck? I just need to nut

Chris: Yea its cool … love oral too

An hour later I arrive at Chris’ townhouse, he’s still naked when he lets me in … my eyes immediately go to his cock and then his face, “Looks like you’re happy to see me”, “You could say that”, then I look over and realize there’s someone else in the room. “Oh sorry… this is my little brother Tyler, Tyler, Mark”. I swear Tyler is a spitting image of Chris without the go-t, its obvious they’re related. I wave at him, he’s watching tv, sprawled out in an over-sized chair and as naked as Chris. I think, “Chris you’re wrong, Tyler isn’t cute, he’s fucking hot!”, I start thinking about my son, “Hi” is all I can manage, he waves. I soften my voice to Chris, “You guys always hang out naked?”, he just grins, “Not always … but we’re both pretty open, don’t care too much … told him when he wanted to live here for a while that I’m not changing how I am, or putting on clothes just because he’s here … he’s ok”, “See that”.

Chris looks at me, and me him, we both know what we need to do. He leans into me, taking my hand and putting it on his cock, “I’m horny Daddy”, all I can do is smile; Tyler seems to be ignoring us. Subconsciously I start stroking Chris’ cock, “You’re wearing way too many clothes for this house”, I grin and pop off my shoes. I follow Chris to his bedroom, and we start making out, my body needs the attention of a younger male so bad right now and Chris is exactly what I need. “Let me help you”, and with those four words I’m naked faster than I can imagine as his hands find and touch nearly every part of me, “Come here”, and he leads me out of his room. I follow him down the hall like a puppy until I think, “Is he going to suck me in the living room?”, he whispers, “Look”, I glance and there’s Tyler rubbing his cock, still watching the big TV.

I’m transfixed by Tyler’s hand as Chris bends down and begins to slow suck on my nuts. As he takes care of me I can feel the precum escape my piss slit and his tongue lapping it up – he might not be my son Cody but he’s doing a great job of pleasing the old man’s cock; a moan escapes my lips. Tyler glances over in my direction for a split second then goes back to watching whatever it is. My cock is rock hard and leaking so much pre-cum it’s like I’m taking a piss and Chris, right there, looking so hot on his knees with his fucking mouth sucking me down. “Ahhhhhhhhhhhh….”, and there it is a real moan escapes my lips this time, Tyler looks over at me and he gives me a big grin this time. I’m transfixed, “He sure knows how to suck cock doesn’t he?”, my eyes get wide, but the reality of that question doesn’t entirely hit me. All I can do is grin and nod back at him, with what must be, a serious case of “bedroom eyes”. I look down at Chris again, he’s going back and forth sucking me hard, his nose nearly meeting my pubes on each stroke.

At this point I’m oblivious to the fact that Tyler is 20 or so feet away from me and that he’s on and off watching me get sucked by his brother; all I want right now is to bust a huge load of sperm in this mouth. My hands are in Chris’ hair and he’s on auto-pilot working me towards my orgasm … my cock is happy, and I think I’m more than enamored with his brother. Tyler is doing is best to tease me, rubbing his cock. I hope Cod won’t be jealous. “Fuuuuuuck”, another moan escapes me and I earn another smile from Tyler’s cute face … I start imagining what it might be like to watch Chris suck his cock, or the other way around. Then I start thinking about my boy Cod, and his HIV+ fuck stick, oh fuck … I want to see him fuck and breed Tyler … hmmmmm … after he fucks and breeds his Dad’s hole of course.

I’m quickly reaching my boiling point, and there’s no subtlety anymore, I tend to get very vocal when I’m about to blow my load, “That’s it Chris … fuck yeah … you’re about to eat this load," the words are just flowing out of me with no regard for who’s around.

"Oh fuck … ohhhhhh fuck," and I get more assertive about the whole situation, now I’m just using a hole, and I start to piston in and out faster than I can clench and unclench my muscles. I give up trying to be gentle with him and just keep myself clenched. Tyler doesn’t even register with me right now … in fact, the room doesn’t either, and I feel the sweat dripping off my face and a bit rolling down my back. Chris has one arm raised rubbing my chest and I can smell the masculine scent of his arm pit … this is all coming to a head for me; Chris starts to grunt each time my big balls slap against his chin. I know I might choke him, but all I care about is blowing this load of spunk down his fucking throat. “FUCK! CHRIS! ... that's it! ... that’s it! … oh FUU… FUUUCK!", and my fat cock starts squirting inside his mouth and throat, filling him with a massive, thick four-day load of my ball juice. He’s not moving, I’m not moving, then he slowly pulls back to get the last of the cum and clean my piss slit. I can see tears on his cheeks but Chris is purring, who knew he loved sucking cock so much; I have one idea.

Reality starts to set in and I glance over at Tyler, he’s laughing and nodding at me, like, “Told you he knows how to suck a cock”, then I remember his comment, and I smile a little devilish grin at him. Chris stands up and kisses me, the way Cod does with his tongue, and I taste the last bit of my seed. “I need to get out of here and go see Cod, … thanks, I really needed that”, he smiles, “Glad I can help relieve that case of blue balls … maybe you can breed me next time”. I know Tyler can hear everything and it dawns on me that there may be more going on with these two than Chris is saying, especially since he’s so open sexually around him; he obviously meant for us to have sex in front of his brother. I like where this is going. I put on my clothes and leave, then I start thinking about Cod’s newly poz cock and I get hard all over again.

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(6 Weeks earlier)

Chris:

Jake’s cock remains hard and deep inside me, without changing position, I can feel him start to ride me again. At this point, we can both see the test, we both know he’s HIV+ -- neither of us say anything as his bare cock begins to slide back and forth. Suddenly he’s fucking me again, that’s when I realize how bad I want his poz cock, “Ahhhhh… ahhhhh… fuck me… yeah fuck me… fuck me Jake”, “I’m not gonna last long this time, … this is gonna be … “, and he speeds up, his balls slapping against my ass, “ahhhh … AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH… OH ... OH FUCK!! … OH FUCK!!!!!!!”, and he tenses up as he begins to orgasm. “Damn … came quick that time huh?”, “Oh yeah… haha…”, “Fuck dude, that’s so hot ... did you give ‘IT’ to me?”, I can’t see Jake’s face, coy, as he nods. Inside of 20 minutes this hot boy is pumping two big loads of his HIV+ spunk into me, I moan from the depravity of it all, “I gave ‘IT’ to you alright … hope you fucking wanted ‘IT’”, then we both moan thinking about what we just did. Both time I practically felt him unloading, and I haven’t even blown a load, I’m going to have serious blue balls.

Working in an HIV testing center I don’t generally make a point of telling anyone, “I’m chasing the bug”. Here I am with two confirmed poz loads deep in my ass, and I really want to see this boy again. “Thanks sexy… let’s get it together and get out of this room before they come looking for me”, “sure … that was really hot”, “Yea me too … again soon”. We get dressed, I dump the test and with a wink mark Jake’s test results as neg. When I get to the front Jake heads out the door and I explain to Nick that Jake had lots of questions on safer sex practices and needed “more counseling” than normal; he rolls his eyes a bit and only says, “Of course he did”. The next hour is fairly standard as guys come and go to get tested and I or Nick assist them. All I can think about is Jake’s poz cock and my younger brother Tyler … then the thought of the three of us together, it seems twisted but the idea of having sex with my little brother Ty and sex with a poz guy makes me leak; I try to stay focused.

Jake:

My nuts are drained, unloading into Chris is so hot, but I’m horny and sometimes I cum 4 or 5 times a day… I decide to text that hot, older guy Bill from the waiting room at the testing center:

Jake: Hey its “Jake”, met at the testing center, whats up

Bill: Not much, just got back home

Jake: Cool
Jake: Wanna fuck?

Bill: You don’t waste time do you : )
Bill: I only bb here, vers but mostly bottom

Jake: Same, but mostly topping right now
Jake: Guy at test center says I’m clean

Bill: Me too, surprised

Jake: Me too

Bill: kinda wasn’t sure, does it matter?
Bill: BTW that Nick guy is really hot

Jake: Not to me … wasn’t sure either
Jake: Yeah he is, I saw the other guy with the go-t, he’s really hot
Jake: So can I fuck you?

Bill: Haha! Yep … when?

Jake: hot
Jake: Now

It crossed my mind that maybe Bill is chasing but who knows, I’m kinda hoping to find out, and I don’t care if it’s before I breed him or after.

Chris: (Later that night)

I get home and immediately the clothes come off – I hate them. I know my brother is coming over but if he shows up early it’s not like he hasn’t seen me naked before. I clean up a few things and throw on some shorts, get a beer, and wait for him. It doesn’t seem like I have to wait very long and I hear a car outside my townhouse and look out, its him, I try to put the fact that he looks so cute out of my head. I feel some of Jake’s cum leak out of my ass … I unlock the door and run for the bedroom, “Be right back … forgot something, get comfortable”. I remove the shorts, wipe my hole, and slip in a small butt plug to keep Jake’s load inside me. I put on a pair of underwear, the shorts and head back into the Living Room. I grab Tyler and hold him close giving him a huge hug, “Its great to see you”, “You … too …. You ok?”, “Yeah … yeah I’m great … just great to see you … been a few months”, I breathe in and I can smell his arm pits and I know I’m getting hard while holding him so I ease off, he says, “I know … I know I’m sorry”. “Its ok … I know you and Jeremy are together”, he just looks at me with an emptiness, “Not anymore we aren’t … we broke up last week”. I lead him over to the couch and we sit down, “You want something to drink?”, “I’m … ehhh whatever you’re having”, I get him a beer and sit down next to him, “You ok?”, all I get is a simple nod as he takes a big gulp of beer.

He makes a face, “How do you drink this stuff?”, “Ehhh… It’s like swallowing cum … you get used to it”, he looks at me and we both laugh. “So you guys aren’t together anymore”, “Yeah … he cheated on me, … and he’s mad at me?!?”, he almost yells, making a face that clearly states he’s not pleased about the situation. I decide to keep my mouth shut about knowing Jeremy is on BBRT looking for raw hole, and see how far down the rabbit hole with my brother goes, “What happened?”. “He lied … said he wanted it to be just us, I guess I wasn’t enough for him,… I dunno”, he tries to seem ok about it but I can tell he’s upset about the whole thing. “You still taking Prep?”, I ask. He looks at me flatly, “No. I stopped taking it over 6 months ago”, “When did you guys break up?”, “2 days ago”. “OH… How did you find out he’s cheating on you?”, “I found some texts in his phone … fuck, I really thought he wanted just me … I even stopped taking Prep for him”.

I just look at him. “I stopped taking Prep. We talked about it, and we both wanted me off of it, so I just stopped … don’t look at me like that, there isn’t that much risk”, and he pauses, “…but…”, “but?”, “Well … Jeremy is poz.” “I KNOW !!!”, I think … but I don’t say that, I’m stunned, my little brother, just 20 years old and he’s been in a committed relationship with an HIV+ man and I know they bareback and he’s telling me that he stopped taking his pre-exposure Prophylaxis. I feel my cock twitch and so I play along, “So you guys were using condoms”, he just looks back at me, “No. We only barebacked … He said he didn’t want barriers between us, even talked about going off his meds, too.”, “And you’re ok with that? Did he?”, “I guess… I mean, I don’t know … I don’t think so”.

Thomas, I know you'll read this.  Chapter 4 is dedicated to you.

[Docebrown]

This is getting more interesting and hotter with every new chapter. Keep them cumming

[thomassdca]

Chapter 4 was beautiful. So real, so truthful. I look forward to hear how Cody processes through this new situation. He is now hiv positive. He has achieved.

[bearbare69]

very fuckin hot.

 

Cody has a potent fuck stick!

[versbbguy]

CHAPTER 5:

Cody:

“FUCK ME… FUCK ME… FUCK ME….”

“Roll over … roll over.”

He rolled-over on the bed and I grabbed his legs, “Move down a bit … that’s it,” quickly sliding back inside him.  I nearly forgot the sensory overload that a man can feel from being on top, but I’m quickly reminded of the sensations, especially as his hole was rubbing my cock just the right way.  My poz cock was stuffed in a tight hole and it was amazing, and to be honest, I wasn't sure how long I'd last.

“Ohhhhh fuck … oh fuck… yeah."

“You like that - huh?"

“Yeah… fuck yeah.  Bareback cock,” he replied.

He had told me he was neg, but I didn't really care.  I had covered myself.  I had made a point to tell him when we met that I was poz, I only fucked bareback and I didn't pull out.  I never expected him to respond by making out with me, but when he did I thought very briefly 'I guess he’s okay with poz cock'.  He didn’t ask, so of course I didn’t bother telling him I had tested poz only three weeks earlier, and had spent five days in the hospital with Pneumonia.  Thankfully the infection was gone, but I was definitely an HIV+ man. 

“FUCK ME … FUCKKKK … oh fuck that’s so good”

"Yeah that’s it - don’t worry boy.  You.  Are.  Going. To. Get. It. Yeah,” I grunted, punctuating my words the way Dad and Sam had with me so many times.  Then I asked “You want dirty cum?  Is that what you want?”

He went quiet for a second as I impaled him balls deep, really driving home the point that he was going to take a poz load tonight home.  “Yeah… yes… I … I want it, I want it.”  

His legs were locked onto my shoulders as I looked down at him eye-to-eye, my face hovering just over his as I announced “I’m gonna breed you,” as I let my spit drop into his open mouth.  He immediately swallowed, his eyes never leaving mine.

As I fucked his hole my balls slapping his ass, producing a very satisfying rhythm which was the slick sound of sex and lube.  I was completely turned on, beyond merely horny, but rather I was completely focused on fucking nailing this boy’s ass.  So much so it didn't matter to me when I heard what I thought to be the opening of a door.  “I wanna breed you deep boy,  I want to dump my poz babies deep inside you.”  I fucked steadily, even as my breath became increasingly ragged and deeper.  Somehow also I managed to respond to his encouragements, even if our exchanges were somewhat fragmentary:

“I want it, man.”

“You sure boy?”

“Yeah.  I mean fuck yeah.”

“Ready to be pozzed?  I can pull ou…. “  I barely got the words out, but even so I could see in his eyes that he didn't want me to withdraw.  His mouth gaped open, just as was his ass.  So I cut to the chase and fixed his attention on my eyes when I announced “I’m POZ-ZING YOU!”

“Mmmmmmmmm”,  he moaned, just the way I had imagined a dirty pig would do when he was chasing.  I knew that was what was driving me; I was rock hard because I knew he wanted it the same way as had I when Sam and his friends knocked me up.  

Prior to testing positive for HIV, I can't honestly say I was particularly interested in topping, but on the day the doctor told me, something switched in my brain, so when, on the fourth day of my stay at the hospital, when my Dad arrived, and after I sucked him off, and after he quietly told me how much he missed and needed his boyfriend, he also told me it was entirely fine with him that I had sero-converted.  Naturally, within the limited context of the privacy afforded in a hospital, Dad rubbed my cock under the hospital gown.  I did my best to stay quiet but when a father and son are as close as the two of us, it would be virtually impossible, and sure enough, he soon had me hard as a rock, and, as I hadn't cum in a week, I could feel my pits sweating.  I knew playing around at the hospital with my Father was insanely risky, but I was excited at a level that was absolutely irrational.

At one point Dad leaned over, pulled aside my gown, if only for a moment, and I watched as he licked the precum off the head of my newly poz cock.  Just for a single swipe, however.  Rather than running the risk of getting caught in a compromising position by a staff member, Dad re-arranged my gown, and whispered “Cod, baby, when we get home, I want your poz cock and cum deep inside my hole," giving me a sexually intent, if questioning look.  I was so worked up I could only nod.  I had played with Todd and Adam, and I had let Sam host what was basically a conversion party for me.  I knew that was why I had sero-converted.  I wanted it, and the evidence told me Dad did as well.  I stared at the lust in his eyes, and returned a a dirty smile, as I nodded in agreement.

“FUCK … FUCKKKK ME CODY… oh fuck!”

“Ahhhhhh…. Ohhhhhh… ohhhhhhhh,” I could feel my load welling up in my balls and I knew I might be about to ruin this boy’s ass for the 'neg only' crowd forever.

“Getting’ close … getting’ so close … tell me.”

“Oh fuckk…. Yeah … Fuck yeah … I want it … I want it.”  I continued pounding his perfectly tight hole as he continued grunting “Yeah breed me… do it, cum in me."  He was urging me on at this point.  

I was breathing so heavily I could scarcely speak, “Cu…. Ahhhhhhhhhhh…. Fuckkkkkkkkk …FUCKKKKKKKKK,” as I felt my poz sperm jetting out into his body, “Take my load, Buddy!“

“FUCK YEAH," as I slid all the way in, determined to share my toxic cum with him.  This was my first breeding with anyone other than my Dad.  I thought to myself 'This is how Sam and his friends used me', and I smiled in satisfaction.  

We were both panting heavily, and as my cock popped-out of his hole, I wall but collapsed on top of him.  We were far from recovered when I managed to murmur “Don’t let it leak out.  D’you cum?”

“Fuck, yeah.  it was so hot,” and about then I registered his cumload which was pooled between our abdomens.  With that we start making out. 

“Really enjoyed that, it’s so hot, …you sure you’re neg?”

"Yeah, I'm pretty sure.  My brother works for a testing center and I used one of his home tests before you came over.”

“Cool.  You might not be now," I said, giving him that 'knowing' look.

“I know… I know… I’ll be okay.”

“I know a guy that works for the gay men’s testing center, who’s your brother?”

“His name is Chris."

"Oh, yeah.  I remember him.  He has a goatee, right?  He's kind of hot.  In fact, your brother, a fuck buddy and I once had a three-way back when I was still neg.  Yeah, he's really hot.”

His eyes agreed with my words, and I kissed Tyler on the mouth as we made-out a bit more.  Then Tyler casually mentioned "In fact, this is his bed," laughing slightly, and then adding "I like getting fucked on his bed.  The room smells like him… and, well,...."

I looked at him, understanding the unspoken words.  “Nice,” I murmured.  Tyler thinks his brother is as hot as we all do, and in fact wanted to play with him.