How Low Will I Go?

[shinelover]

HOW LOW WILL I GO? (A Fiction/Fantasy Story)

 

Chasing started as a natural progression once I began taking loads bare. Something inside of me just hungered. For cum. More and more cum. And then not just any cum but viral loads.

 

After months of taking every load I could get up my ass, including several HVL’s from HIV poz fuckers, I got my last test results -still negative. What does it take? How far am I will to go to get what my body needs to satisfy this craving? How low will I go?

 

I was walking home from work one day and passed a guy, much smaller stature than me. At first I just thought he was a little guy. But when I glanced at him just as he passed, I noticed that he wasn’t a small guy. He was wasting.

 

This was the first time I had actually seen a man with FULL BLOWN AIDS in person -naïve, I know. The thought of it had always terrified me until I began chasing. Now, taking one look at him . . . something happened.

 

Without even thinking about it, I found myself following him another block to a black door in between two businesses. I knew there was a sort of hidden bathhouse somewhere around here, but had never had the nerve to check into it. I had always heard that the most hardcore and nasty types of guys went there. And every disease available was floating around from guy to guy in that place.

 

The stuff of nightmares for the younger me. Now? It was the stuff that was making my dick swell in my pants and my ass involuntarily yawn open. I need something in me now!

 

I followed the wasting man down the dark stairs towards the glow of a room opening at the bottom, filled with the sounds of pulsing music and the grunts and groans of pure animal man sex.

 

After he payed his entrance feel, he glanced over his shoulder and saw me. I don’t think he’d been aware of me following him, but his eyes showed some recognition when they locked on mine.

 

“Did you turn around and follow me down here?” he asked, his voice surprisingly deep, raspy and sexy.

 

The desk clerk took my money and went back to playing on his phone, not caring what we did from that point on.

 

“I, uh, yeah, I guess I did,” I admitted. I followed him to the changing area and stowed my clothes, while we continued to talk.

 

“Why?” he asked me. It wasn’t a suspicious question. He seemed sort of playful at the thought that I, normal looking, ‘regular’, healthy guy, would follow him into a seedy bathhouse.

 

I decided to just bite the bullet and be brutally honest. Nothing to lose, right? “Well, to be honest, the first thing that went through my mind when I walked passed you and really saw you was ‘sex’. Now.”

 

He laughed, but not at me. “You really want to have sex with me? Do you have any idea what is coursing through my blood right now?”

 

I swallowed over my dry throat and looked him in the eyes. “Yes, I do.”

 

“And you still want me to fuck you?” The giant bulge in his jock told me that he wanted to fuck me, too.

 

“Yes.”

 

“You realize that I will only fuck you bare. And I will not pull out. You will get all of my toxic AIDS seed in you. Is that really what you want?”

 

“Fuck yes,” I growled.

 

He smiled a very devilish smile and yanked me by the hand to follow him through a couple of doorways into another dark space. I could hear sex happening everywhere around us, and it only made me crave it so much more.

 

In fact, it wasn't just the sounds. It was the smells. That intoxicating blend of sweat and cum that has always worked better than a bottle of poppers for me.

 

My stomach was a jumble of nerves, and I was both scared and excited at the same time. I knew that I was crossing a line that I couldn’t uncross. But logic had flown right out the window and I was just doing what an animal does, following my hunger.

 

After a few minutes in that room my eyes adjusted to the dark. I could see a few different pairs, in the midst of their sucking and fucking, lost in their own worlds of depravity.

 

Suddenly I felt his fingers at my hole, testing to see how tight or loose I was. It was going to be a tight fit no matter what given the bat he had swinging between his legs. It looked almost wrong -such a tiny body with such a huge cock.

 

I suppose if he was at a healthy weight it might not have looked so extreme. But it was his wasted look that had gotten my attention, anyway, so I didn’t care.

 

He pushed me down onto a small padded bench, giving him a better height and access to my opening. I heard him pumping his dick to full mast with a lubed hand, and then he started pressing into me.

 

I knew that this was not going to be slow or gentle, and he just kept pushing, forcing my hole to open and take him into me. He just kept pushing and pushing, and I swear that I could feel my inner lining splitting a little.

 

That little thought and realization made my heart thump wildly in my chest. Am I really doing this? He made me bleed, I’m sure. There is no escaping his bugs now.

 

The force and heat in my ass naturally took over, and I found myself shoving myself back hard onto his huge cock. “Fuck yeah, take it!” he yelled, slapping my ass hard. He stopped only for one second when I felt his bony hips flush against my round ass cheeks.

 

And then he yanked himself back, almost all the way out, and the drove back into me. HARD. I couldn’t help but grunt and growl. I was giving into the animal, I might as well sound like one, too.

 

There was nothing fancy going on, no switching positions or breaks. He just stood there and pounded my pighole over and over, for at least fifteen or twenty minutes. I was impressed with his stamina, not knowing what to expect with his frail looking condition.

 

As his fucking got even harder and deeper, it felt like his cock was growing even bigger inside of me. And I knew that he was getting close to cumming. This is it, am I really going to let him cum in me? I could pull off right before, it’s not too late.

 

He started growling, and then spoke for the first time since he’d penetrated me. “I’m getting close buddy. There’s no backing out now . . . you’re going to get my load.”

 

Oh, fuck, I forgot that he made it clear he would not be pulling out.

 

The tingling in my stomach met with the fire in my groin and ass and I knew there was no need to deny it. “Fucking give it to me!” I yelled, surprising myself at how loud I’d been. “Knock me up!”

 

“You want it? You want my AIDS?” he asked. “I’m going to pump you full of my toxic seed. Fucking knock you up with my AIDS babies.”

 

“You got a neg ass there?” I heard one of the other guys ask.

 

“Yup,” my fucker replied.

 

Getting as loud and vocal as we’d gotten, I shouldn’t have been surprised that we attracted an audience. And they had all stopped their own messing around to watch me get impregnated.

 

Knowing all eyes were on me taking this stranger’s dirty seed seemed to make something snap inside of me and I felt like a true cumwhore.

 

Now all of the guys were yelling at us, at him, to get me pregnant, to trash my hole, to pound me and rip me up. And I was really getting into it, shoving back hard to feel every inch of him in me. My hole felt gaping, sloppy and wet, slick with my own ass juices, his natural lube and my blood.

 

Finally he growled through clenched teeth, gripped my hips so hard it hurt as he impaled me balls deep as he emptied his balls into me. “That’s it, take it you fucking whore,” he finally panted as his cock began to soften after a few minutes.

 

I looked over my shoulder at him and smiled. He smiled back and said, "You must be a fucking whore to follow a guy you don't know, who is full of AIDS, and beg him to breed you." He slapped my ass one last time and let his cock fall from my hole.

 

So there I was, naked, on my hands and knees on a little padded bench, in a room filled with strangers, panting and covered in sweat, with a butt full of toxic high viral cum from a FULL BLOWN AIDS fucker. And I felt happy.

 

And I wanted more . . .

 

 

 

[thomassdca]

It is a powerful callling. One that can't be ignored. I know it to be true.

[Guest mspsubmale]

should i ever be in this situation, and see a man like that, would follow this exactly as written, and be wanting more too.  sounds like there are others there that would like to ensure a conversion happens....

maybe another chapter/episode continuing this story?  

please?

[Toxicwanted]

More, i get hard at this

[MackyJay]

I would want more also.

[bareall77]

WOW! Hot fucking story. Great example of that desire/need in many of us to be knocked up with poz cum. Especially toxic seed! This is how it is for me. Thanks for a realistic, gritty, and hot story!

[TTFN]

Please continue this story, all those other fuckers there should make it real interesting.

Came while he was filling your neg (but not for long) hole with his toxic AIDS load and wished it were me on that fuck bench.

[Yeolad]

Hot

[Guest yelrom]

fucking great story wish it  had been me being fucked

[shinelover]

Thanks, guy, for all of the POZitivity. And yes, I will be adding to it -he certainly can't stop at one load! I know I won't.

[suckerboi]

This is fucking HOT. Great writing. I wish I was that Bottom.

[Guest yelrom]

this fag need a good dose of toxic cum

[oinker]

A great hunger your hole has for the seed so let it be fulfilled with many hot Poz loads.Oinkoink!

[rublthlad]

great story, hope there might be more

[PissPigBrooklyn]

Oh man what I wouldn't give to find that club. Thanks for a great story!