How it Started

[youngvertight]

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[Guest bbbugfkr]

I woke the next morning feeling dehydrated and kinda tired. But still hard. Still fucking hard. I may be young but since I met Chris it never really goes down. I smelled like cum and sweat and liquor. Like fucking lust. I laid there on the sofa. Played with my 7" bone.  it curved gently upward, the cut shaft smooth and hard. The glans flared gracefully and  tapered to a nice round head.  Precum glistened on the tip. I scooped it up and coated my lips with it. It had little taste but the texture was smooth, glassy.  I knew from experience that it made the best lube. I found myself hoping Chris precummed a lot. My cock throbbed at the thought and more liquid oozed from my cockhead. I scooped it up and coated my ass lips with it then sucked my middle finger to get it wet. I slid that finger into my hole. Deep. Wiggled it around. Massaged my internal g-spot. Chris's voice rose in my mind "That's right boy. Cum. Spew that clean precious seed cause tomorrow, if you got the guts to come here, we're gonna give you what you want." Fuck. I had to stop. Just the thought and the finger in my hole pushed me to the brink of orgasm.  A jet of cum landed on my hand. I savored the taste and swallowed.

I wondered if Chris's friends would be there. If they would tie me to the bed like they did to the boy Chris said they were infecting last night. Would I get high with them first? I knew I'd do poppers. Love the little brown bottle. But nothing else for me.  I want to do this eyes-wide open. I want my young tight hole filled with AIDS while I beg for it. I wanted to be looking into those gray eyes, my hands grabbing his ass pulling him in deeper. 

I let go of my cock watching a drop of precum slide down the head and slip onto the shaft. I wasn't gonna cum this morning. I wasn't going to take the chance I'd lose my horny edge. I hoisted myself off the sofa and headed to the shower.  I cleaned myself and douched deep. I'd skipped supper last night I got nice and cleaned out.  I stood in front of the full length mirror in the bathroom and I toweled off.  My BF and I had put it up so we could watch ourselves fucking in the shower. We had some hot times watching ourselves. I  looked my body over. The set of my eyes, my lips that turned up at the corner, my liquid brown eyes. My defined pecs covered with a dusting of light brown fur. The gentle V of the torso sloping down to my cock. My flat tummy. Legs shapely and strong. I thought about the body infected with HIV.  I thought about it carrying Chris's seed. I imagined fucking my boyfriend in the coming weeks not knowing whether I was infected or not. My fantasies expanded. 

Married guys hit on me a lot. I had always refused them even though some were smoking hot. I refused them because I was faithful to my man. A good boy. But as I stood there looking at my body, looking at my throbbing cock, I vowed to fuck the married guys. Fuck them all.  Use my innocent good looks and youth to put them off guard. To fuck them raw and fill them with AIDS babies.  To make them pregnant with my virus just like Chris was going to make me pregnant with his.

In my room, our room, I put on my favorite jockstrap and slipped on a pair of tight khakis and a fitted polo shirt. I grabbed a protein shake and slipped a bottle of lube and a little brown bottle into my briefcase.  I was ready to go.  I stopped in the door to the garage and looked back into the house. I thought about my BF, our life together, the beautiful sex we shared. "Bye baby," I whispered and closed the door. I backed out of the driveway and headed off to work. Not looking back. My cock twisted up and hard in my jock strap. It was time to give up my soul to lust and desire. Time to sacrifice love on the altar of unbridled fucking and disease. I was on my way to AIDS.

[bareall77]

FUCK yes! "Time to sacrifice love on the altar of unbridled fucking and disease. I was on my way to AIDS." Thank you for continuing!!! 

[FFun2BB]

On 05/02/2018 at 2:22 AM, bbbugfkr said:

...I was on my way to AIDS.

#bbbugfkr you keep us in suspense ...

                                     ... let them finally meet and get started...

 

 

[cheatingjock]

Beautiful. I’m on the same path. 

[Beastboy42]

Oh please let there be more!

he is so close to accepting his new destiny 

[bareall77]

34 minutes ago, Beastboy42 said:

Oh please let there be more!

he is so close to accepting his new destiny 

Agreed!!! Please continue this story. 

[rawwhitebottom]

Where is the rest of this story 

christ man 

[Guest NottsCollaredBoi]

Oh fuck this is hot. I need some of that

[richmondass]

My conversion was not like that. But every time I traveled, I took dick and cum where ever I could. Bath houses, bookstores, theaters. Sad to say I was in a relationship at the time, but my dick just took over. The risk and danger excited me. I remember one time I was in the balcony of this theater totally naked taking loads. And that was way before meth.... Was a bit hard telling my partner at the time and it did not last. Can not blame him. Get off on taking those but loads. I have been a slut my entire life I guess...

[Guest bbbugfkr]

The morning went by slowly. I saw three clients, which helped. But every unoccupied moment was consumed with the thought of what was coming. The pouch of my jockstrap was moist with precum.  I had to piss midmorning and it took forever. My cock popped out of my fly rock hard and I pissed all over the place.  I  don't really remember what I was thinking, All I remember was the constant throb of my cock, the near continuous stream of precum, and a gut desire for AIDS cum. Chris's AIDS cum. And that's what it was - AIDS cum. Chris was no longer just a guy living with HIV. He was a full-blown, headed for death sooner than later, person with AIDS. The mere thought made my cock throb and my gut churn. It was all I could do not to wank a load out in the toilet.  But I didn't want to diminish this lust. I had no desire to lighten the darkness that had invaded my being. I wanted this lust, this craving for seed, this unbridled need for HIV.  And I had no doubt that after today, whether I ended up positive or not, I was destined to be driven by one thing - sex, cock, ass, semen, men of all ages and types. Sex anywhere and everywhere with anyone who would fuck me or I could fuck. I wanted college boys in restrooms, men in locker rooms, strangers in cruise parks, toilets, porno shops and baths.

I did an intake with a decent looking Hispanic man, maybe 28, his wife and new baby with him.  I fantasized about fucking him on my desk. Fantasized about filling him with demonseed and taking his sweet hetero cum in my own body. Converting his clean, sweet, innocent body into a vehicle of death. First him, then he would spread it to his wife, his friends, some random strangers in the parks. God, I needed to fuck, to be death-fucked and soon. And I would be.

The clock hit noon and I hit the door. Lunch would be another douche and a protein shake. I still wasn't going to touch my dick. I finished my final prep and my work prep for the meeting (though I doubted there would be any work done) and it was 130. I headed to Chris's apartment. Headed into my destiny. Shaking with lust and anticipation. Fantasizing again.  This time about my beautiful husband. Fantasizing about his tight beautiful body, his full sensual lips, his hard cock and tight hole. I fantasized about my cock sliding into him slowly, slick with precum and disease. Slowly into his body as he kisses me and licks me chest. Slowly bottoming out as he throws back his head and moans loudly, "I love you baby. Love you. Fill me with you." Not knowing I am murdering him, liberating him with every deep cruel thrust. Fucking him wildly my hands around his throat, squeezing until he struggles. Letting him breathe again and beg for me. Beg for my cock. Beg for my seed.  Begging in his blissful trust and ignorance for HIV to spew from my body into his clean battered hole.

Fuck!.  I had to stop. I was gonna make myself cum without even touching myself. Worse, I was gonna run my car into a telephone pole I was so distracted. I flipped on the radio and opened the windows. I listened to some Baptist preacher yammer on about hell and salvation.  I didn't care.  It was something to take my thoughts somewhere other than Chris and my christening into the brotherhood of AIDS.  I wanted the preacher's hell if it got me what I wanted - total abandonment to fucking and lust and base carnal desire. I pulled into the parking lot at Chris's place just in time to see a wasted looking skaterpunk entering the door of his apartment.  I knew then I was doomed and would be the hole and vessel for Chris and his friends. I parked, smiled and breathed deep. Stepped out of the car adjusting my hard cock and leaving the paperwork on the front seat. I headed to Chris's door with nothing but lust and greed for cum searing my soul.

[draco7]

I'd be the same way, so hot for that demon seed!

[autumnreign]

I can't wait for more I was leaking reading!!!! OMG I love it

[bareall77]

I love this! Slowly building up until...

I hope this continues! Thank you for adding to an already hot story!

[Hellboy]

Very hot... take that aids