The Harvest

[suitslave]

This is a work of fiction and should not be re-enacted in anyway. This story is also a continuation of Shawn's New Contract which you can read here: 

Part 1: Christian's Freedom

Wow! Christian thought. An opportunity to get fucked by Shawn Mendes?! Hell yeah I'm taking this!

Christian was a 20-year old college student with very mediocre grades. He went to an elite private school, but only because his family was rich. Instead of studying, Christian spent hours and hours in the gym every single day, perfecting his body. He got looks everywhere he went. I mean, who wouldn't want a piece of him? He's 6'1", blonde hair, blue-eyes, 8 inch cock, nice firm bubble butt, washboard abs, massive pecs, and respectfully large biceps. Everyone wanted him, girls, boys, old men, old women. He loved the attention. He even thought about making an account on some websites to sell vids.

Christian had seen those videos of Shawn recently, but he doubted those were real. He immediately signed the paperwork and was so excited to have everyone watch him get fucked senseless.

Fast forward: Christian was being escorted out of the playroom and into the tattoo parlor across the hall where a large biohazard symbol was tattooed to his chest. Fuck. He thought. This was all actually real.

"Come by my office when you are done here," John said.

Christian wondered what would be happening during this meeting. He walked into John's office and sat in the chair opposite his desk, still naked, tattoo burning.

"So you saw what happened in there?" John asked.

"Yes. But, I didn't think any of it was real." Christian was terrified.

John laughed. "What an idiot. First, you didn't read what you were signing. How could those videos be fake?"

"I...I don't know, sir."

"Well let's stop right there. In your contract you signed your body away to me. I own you. Just like I owned Shawn. Would you like to see what happened to him?"

Christian swallowed. "Y...yes."

"Good boy. Follow me." John led Christian down to the basement. Christian opened the door and what Christian saw was terrifying.

Shawn's lifeless body was strapped to a chair with multiple IV's pumping blood out of him and into small syringes. His skin was so pale.

"This is our new harvesting factory, overseen by my brother Joshua. As we already mentioned, we believe Shawn had the most toxic DNA in the world. But soon, that will be you." John smirked.

Christian's heart sank. This is where he would end up.

"Come, let's get you to bed. The sooner Shawn's DNA takes you over, the sooner we can get you looking prim and proper." John patted Christian's shoulder and brought him back upstairs.

Christian laid in bed and opened up his phone. Ever since he saw Shawn in thay chair his cock had been straining in the cage he was put in and he was ashamed of that. He immediately went to his university's student portal and dropped out of school, then sent a few texts and cut ties with his family. This is it, he thought.

Over the next week he was only allowed to walk around naked and was allowed very little to do other than exercise. But then, one morning, he woke up extremely sick. So sick he could barely leave his bed. John brought him to the doctor where it was revealed he was POZ. The doctor shook his head, all these boys Shawn hangs out with, he thought.

When Christian and John arrived home, the video of Christian being converted was posted online.

"Come, let's get you ready for tonight," John said. 

Christian followed John into a room he had never seen where, low and behold, right in front of him was a solid black suit, just like the one Shawn had worn. "Black, the color of death..."

To be continued...

[suitslave]

As always this is a work of fiction and is not meant to be re-enacted in any way.

Part 2: The First Experiment

Christian laid on the couch after his first day at the dairy farm. Man it was fun. I can't wait to go back, he thought. 

Everytime he moved his body ached. He didn't realize the fuck flu would be this bad, but he loved it. Slowly, Christian fell asleep and, while he dreamed about Shawn fucking him again, the virus began to take over his body more and more. 

John found him asleep on the couch and had some of the scientists from downstairs come collect him. Christian was strapped into a chair and hooked up to multiple tubes. Here, his blood and Shawn's blood was pumped in and out of each others bodies, fusing two highly toxic loads, becoming brothers. 

Unknowingly to Christian, he was hooked up to this machine for 24 whole hours. He was detached and brought back to the couch before he had time to realize what happened. 

"Good morning, sleepy head," John said when Christian began to toss and turn.

Christian groaned, damn he was still ill. "Good morning," Christian said. "I've got to get ready to work out."

"Well hold on let's slow down there, if you still have the fuck flu we better get you back to the doctor." John said, acting oblivious to what had happened in the basement.

"Ok," Christian agreed.

-

"Christian, I'm going to have to refer you to the psychiatric wing. Your viral cell count has almost tripled in two days and your CD4 count is plummeting. And for some reason I get the sense that you don't care," the doctor said.

"There's nothing wrong with me. I'm happier than I've ever been. Thanks for the pain killers, I'll be back next month," Christian said as he stood up. 

"Stop. Talk to me. You show up to a doctors appointment wearing a flashy suit, HIV is taking your body faster than anyone I've ever seen. What is happening?!"

"That's private and none of your business." Christian shoved the doctor and hurried out of the hospital. Damn, that doctor was a pain in the ass.

-

Dr. Lewis had to work late that night. All day long he was unable to focus. Damn, he thought, he wasn't even gonna make it to the gym. 

Dr. Lewis worked out constantly, it's how he was able to get an extremely toned body and attract his supermodel girlfriend. His suits fit so tight he always had his sleeves cuffed and tie loosened by the end of the day. Today he was wearing a light blue shirt with a navy tie. His navy jacket hung on the coatrack.

Clicking through patient records he randomly came across Christian and Shawn's. He quickly realized that both patients lived at the same address. That was interesting. He also realized Shawn was overdue for an appointment. "You know what, let me go check and see what is going on over there." Dr. Lewis rolled his sleeves back down and pulled on his jacket but left his tie loosened. Damn, he thought, looks like this always picked up women at bars. What had happened to him?

-

John heard a couple knocks on the door and headed downstairs to see who it was. He was surprised to see who it was.

"Dr. Lewis, come in come in! What brings you down here looking mighty fine this evening?"

"I'm actually here to see Shawn. He's overdue for an appointment. Is he in?"

"Ah yes, why don't I bring you to him?" John said as he licked his lips and smiled. He led Dr. Lewis down into the basement.

"What the -" Dr. Lewis said as he saw Shawn's body hooked up to a massive machine, pumping tons of blood in and out. Before he could comprehend what was happening, he felt a mask cover his mouth and nose and fill with gas. His whole body went limp and he lost consciousness.

-

"He has the looks to be part of the experiment."

"He has the knowledge to be one of us."

"Think of how quick this could go with him on our side."

Dr. Lewis heard men whispering these things before he was once again put out.

-

"Charge to 300. Clear!" Joshua yelled as he shocked Shawn with the defibrillator. Before he knew it, there was a pulse.

-

Dr. Lewis woke up, thankfully still dressed, if only he could -

Dr. Lewis couldn't move, he was strapped to a bench and oh my God, did he just feel a draft in his anus?!

"Wakey wakey," a familiar but unidentified voice said. "Glad you could join me." 

"Where am I?!" Dr. Lewis asked but before he heard a response, a gas mask was pulled into his head and the tube filled with... Poppers?!

His eyes rolled back into his head just as he felt something invade his ass. He tried to scream but couldn't. Then, the mask filled with another gas, and he went out again.

-

Dr. Lewis woke up on the couch in his office. Fuck, what was that he was dreaming about? Eh, I'll remember it later, he thought to himself. He looked over and his jacket was still on the coat rack. He fixed his sleeves and pulled it on and started to get ready to go when he heard an email come through. He went to his computer and saw an email from John, Shawn's manager, with the subject: Welcome.

Dr. Lewis opened this email to find something that made his heart drop. It was a video of him being fucked by none other than Shawn. He couldn't tear his eyes away. The email read:

Join us and no one has to know. Or ignore us and this goes online.

Dr. Lewis could not allow this to go online. He would lose everything. So with a quick, horrifying decision, Dr. Lewis swallowed, and left his office. He got in his car and drove home. To his new home.

To be continued...

 

[Petereater]

HOT

[suitslave]

As always this is a work of fiction and should not be re-enacted in any way.

Part 3: The Plan

Dr. Lewis went back into his office the next day to test himself. Surely his body would not have been taken over so quickly? To his horror, he tested positive. What the? He thought. Shawn was THAT toxic? He couldn't believe this had happened. 

Dr. Lewis felt disgusting. He couldn't see anyone anymore. He immediately sent a text and dumped his girlfriend and sent another email to begin the process of selling his house. He had to get out of here.

He finished typing the email just in time for Christian's appointment, but to his surprise, John and Joshua walked in. 

"Where's Christian? I think you two should leave."

"Hold on now, we aren't gonna get a thank you for last night?" John asked.

"I worked really hard to ensure that you would get a good gift." Joshua said.

Dr. Lewis swallowed nervously. "I'm leaving town. I can't be here anymore. Now if you'll leave I have to run some more tests."

"We're not leaving without you." Joshua said.

"You had Shawn poz me," Dr. Lewis said. "I need to find out how long I have and what my treatment plan is. That pig was so dirty I'm already poz."

Joshua gave Dr. Lewis a quick slap across the face. "You're coming with us."

"Excuse me?"

"You see, Shawn already died once. After he fucked you, he died again. My efforts to bring him back failed. I need you to perform surgery." Joshua said.

"Surgery?"

"Yes. I need you to put a bionic pacemaker in to keep him alive. I've developed a special one that can transmit signals to the brain."

"You're telling me you want me to make him a cyborg?" Dr. Lewis asked.

"No. Not asking. Telling." John said. With that Dr. Lewis was shoved against the wall, handcuffed, and escorted out of his practice.

Once Dr. Lewis had arrived back at the house he was requested to complete Christian's examination. "Can you hurry this up? I'm about to go get injected with Hep C!" Christian said impatiently.

Dr. Lewis rolled his eyes. This boy is going to be just like that pig who ruined his life. "I'll send your test results to Joshua. Get out."

"Shawn is in the OR and prepped," Joshua informed him.

"Let me change and get sterilized." 

"No need for that." Joshua grabbed Dr. Lewis by the arm and pulled him into the OR. "Now operate."

Dr. Lewis swallowed, buttoned his tight suit jacket, and said, "Scalpel." By the end his hands and suit were covered in toxic blood. All of a sudden he heard a snap, Joshua had taken a picture of him.

"Well that's one hot photo, boy." He said. 

Once Shawn had a pulse his eyes slowly began try open. I did it, Dr. Lewis thought.

"Good morning, Shawn." Joshua gave his ex a quick peck on the lips. "While you were out I've been spending a lot of time experimenting and transfusing your blood. I was able to get rid of your lesions and cold sores and dick warts, but you have an insanely toxic seed. So toxic in fact, that you should now be able to kill someone the second your seed enters them. But we won't know until we test that." With that Joshua walked out of the room.

Shawn began to sit up. Dr. Lewis was looking for a towel when all of a sudden he heard the door lock from the outside. "Shawn... Let's just talk about this... Please."

Dr. Lewis was backed into a corner, there was no fighting it. Outside, John and Joshua smiled as the heard loud screams come from the room, and got instantly hard when they suddenly stopped. It worked, Joshua thought. 

To be continued...

[suitslave]

As always, this is a work of fiction and should not be re-enacted in any way.

Part 4: Fate

Christian was starting to get worried. He had not seen Dr. Lewis in a while and he was beginning to get more and more sick by the day. He needed some of those pain killers that he had originally been prescribed. It had been almost three months since he was originally pozzed. He had been wearing this black suit almost everyday -- John said him and Shawn have been his "angels of death" by wearing them. Shawn of course was no longer in the picture. Recently, most guys had been refusing to come anywhere near Christian he was so toxic, despite the fact that they were poz too. Christian found the idea of him being too toxic to be extremely hot, but he also needed to get dicked down. Everyday he had to report to the basement for blood slammings and other experiments to make him or Shawn's blood more and more toxic.

Christian really wanted to know what his numbers were looking like. It hadn't been long ago that he cut ties with his family, but he was sure they would like to see him if he was going to end up like Shawn very soon. So in order to make sure he would get to learn his numbers, Christian went right into John's office. "Hi, Sir. I need to get examined. I need to know about how long I have."

"How long you have?"

"Yes. Before I end up like Shawn."

"What do you mean like him?"

"In that chair?"

"Who said you would end up like him? He was our petri dish! Our experiment!"

"Well, I would still like to have my blood tested."

"Very well, go downstairs and have Joshua test you."

-

"Well you passed your test with flying colors, Christian. 3.6 million viral count and 17 CD4 cells left," Joshua smiled.

Christian's dick got so hard. "So this is it, huh?"

"This is it."

Christian licked his lips.

"I even heard John already has the next one ready for you." Joshua began to give an evil laugh. "Why don't you go upstairs and have him unlock that cock."

Christian did as he was told and quickly disappeared upstairs.

Once Christian was gone, Joshua opened the door to the lab and went inside. Dr. Lewis and Shawn were both hooked up to the same blood pump, having each other's blood travel through each other's bodies, becoming more and more toxic, more and more like family. He began to chuckle, in just a few hours Dr. Lewis will have the same bionic pacemaker that Shawn has and they will both serve him as his highly toxic servants. He even got Dr. Lewis tattooed after Shawn went ahead and killed him the other day.

-

"I heard I get to sire somebody," Christian said the second he got back to John's office.

John looked up from his computer screen. "Only because you've been such a good boy in getting toxic so quickly."

Christian smiled. "Do I deserve to be unlocked, sir?"

"No. But I'm going to anyway because the siring has been set up already." John approached Christian with the key and made him open the fly of his slacks so that he could get in and unlock his worthless cock. "There. Now we will have to let it grow back the rest of the day, which means NO touching it! Understood?"

"Yes, sir."

"Good boy. Now, have you told your family about this?"

"No. I told them when I converted and to my horror, they saw my video. They have not spoken to me since then."

"Good. So no emotional attachments outside of your own seed."

Christian licked his lips. Why did that make him hard? "May I see who I am going to be converting?"

John showed him a picture of a guy he saw in one of his classes at university. This boy had to be 19 years old, but he played lacrosse for the university and was hella hot. Fuck, Christian thought, I'm going to get to fuck THAT! He licked his lips again, staring at the picture.

-

Both Shawn and Dr. Lewis opened their eyes when Joshua hit the correct button on the remote. They were both dressed in solid black suits, each of whom was wearing an open shirt that was buttoned low enough to expose their massive biohazard tattoos. Shawn and Dr. Lewis knelt in front of Joshua.

"You two have both become the newest members of what will become my poz, cyborg army. You are both infected with a seed that is SO toxic, it will take out your bottom immediately. Which is exactly what happened to you, Dr. Lewis."

Dr. Lewis licked his lips. His cock was rock hard and would not deplete for the life of him. Being, basically, a zombie and highly toxic was turning him on. Maybe, if he is lucky, he'll get to use his special talent.

-

Christian stood outside the playroom where he was first pozzed. He looked at himself in the mirror and straightened his suit. Damn, he looked good and felt good. His cock was rock hard and so was Hank, the lacrosse player who was completely strapped into the sling in the room. 

This is it, Christian thought. This is my fate. I'm going to shoot my death seed inside of him and then my seed will more than likely take me over. The thought had Christian raging hard. 

Before he knew it he was quickly approaching Hank, all you could hear were the deep clicks of his boots on the hardwood floor. "Tell me what you want," Christian said as he wrapped his hands around Hank's throat.

"Do it. Fuck me. Finish me." Hank pleaded.

Before hank could even finish his sentence, Christian's cock rammed into raw. Unfortunately, it only took 9 thrusts before Christian was shooting ropes into Hank's ass. A few minutes after pulling out, Christian collapsed onto the floor. Men in hazmat suits entered and collected what was left of Christian and one man stayed behind -- John -- who approached Hank and locked his cock up.

"Christian lasted a total of three months. The one before him lasted a whole year. I'd say you have 3 to 4 weeks before you end up like him," John said. He gave an evil laugh on his way out the door.

Hank licked his lips. This was fate he always dreamed of.

To be continued...

[suitslave]

As always, this is a work of fiction and should not be re-enacted in any way.

Part 5: Wake Up

Christian slowly began to feel his dick harden. No wait, it was already hard. Fuck, it's so hard it hurts! 

His eyes opened and he realized he was looking at no one other than Shawn and Dr. Lewis, both of them were hooked up to multiple IVs and were smiling at him. 

"Wait... You're dead," Christian said to Shawn. "And you're neg!" He said to Dr. Lewis. 

"Silly boy, we're both cyborgs now, only part human. Our bodies have bionic hearts in them, including yours," Shawn said.

Christian looked down and saw the IVs attached to him. Blood was being pumped through all three of them. Christian licked his lips.

Joshua entered the room. "Oh good he's awake," he said looking at Christian. "As I'm guessing Shawn and Dr. Lewis have already told you, you are dead. Thanks to our blood harvesting and bionic medical devices, your body is still functional. The blood all three of you now share as brothers is the most toxic in the world. It should kill anyone it enters not long after it invades."

All three of their cocks were raging hard as one IV was pumping blood directly into them.

"You three are our Angels of Death. We have a new porn site that all of you are stars on. And oh, don't think you're getting a new name. Your legal names are on there, so this is no longer a secret to your families. But what's not listed on the site is that you are all zombie cyborgs or the toxicity of your seed. No one will know that. Let's get you all unhooked and suited up. You now all have the same black suit to represent death and show off your tattoos." Joshua said with a smirk.

Each boy got dressed, the nice black shirts complimenting their bodies, pecs tightly fitting inside the shirt. They all pulled their tight jackets on and sprayed on some cologne. 

"How about we get started with your first film? Come in boy, ready to be a star?" Joshua said through the door.

In walked Hank. Christian smiled, Hank just barely made the cut to be one of them. How unfortunate. 

Cameras around the room started rolling and Hank was quickly surrounded by the three of them, their pecs beginning to touch his body. He instantly got hard, he couldn't believe this was happening, especially with Shawn in there. He took one big wif of their cologne before they picked him up and escorted him to the medical table.

Shawn was the first to get up and fuck him. "Yeah, want my death seed inside of you?" He asked.

"Shoot it in me." Hank said.

Shawn did as he was asked and shot inside him. The clock was now ticking.

Dr. Lewis got up there next and began pounding. "Take it! Take my poison stick!"

There was no response from Hank. When Dr. Lewis realized that, he shot a big load inside.

Finally, Christian got on the table and pushed his load inside. The cameras were cut. 

"Well done boys! John will get the video all done and edited. Of course no one will know what actually happens here. They'll just apply with the knowledge that they will get fucked by one of you pretty boys. Now, who is ready for their next video?"

All three raised their hands. Joshua licked his lips and smiled. "Well then, let's get started..."

To be continued...

[suitslave]

This is a work of fiction and should not be re-enacted in any way.

Part 6: The First Wave

"Alright you three, listen up. After you took care of Hank, we had to place his body in our new deep freezer," Joshua said. "We released the video online and have received thousands of applications to be a new model. We've selected a few hot ones and Shawn, your first one is coming later today. His name is Mitchell, he's 22, college senior, frat president. Christian, your first is named Skylar, he's 21, college junior at a small Christian college. Both of them are athletes as well and have extremely toned bodies. Skylar only asked for a fuck, but to filmed, but we'll hide some cameras without his knowledge. Mitchell wanted to be masked and we agreed, but he won't wear one because, well, he agreed to this. And Dr. Lewis, sorry you won't get to be filmed today. We're sending you to the local clinic where we intercepted an incoming patient's call about PrEP. His name is Blake, he is 19, and a college lacrosse player. Word around town is he's quite a prick on hook-up apps. You will slam him with a vile of blood that you can find downstairs. And since you will be in a professional environment, we can't have you showing off your tattoo, so throw a tie on today."

Dr. Lewis gently pouted, he loved showing off his chest.

"Oh, and one more thing. Despite all the poz talk and nastiness in y'alls videos that have already been released, none of these applicants actually realize or understand what is going to happen to them. Does everyone understand?"

"Yes, sir!" They all said.

"Alright, well let's suit up and get a move on!"

-

Shawn headed downstairs once he heard the doorbell ring. He opened up the door to find a beautiful young man standing directly in front of him. His muscles were glistening with just the right amount of sweat, he had a douche bag half smile on his face.

"Mitchell?" Shawn asked.

"Yeah! Hey Shawn! Damn it's really you. Fuck you look...amazing, bro!" 

"Thanks, you're looking pretty hot yourself. Come on in." Shawn invited him in. "Why don't we go ahead and head up to my room?"

"Sure, why not?"

Shawn led him upstairs. "So what made you want to be a movie star?" Shawn smiled and asked.

"Well. I didn't. But if it was my chance to get in bed with YOU, well, I had to take it. And I should be allowed to cover my face so I'm good."

Shawn smiled and got closer to Mitchell. "Well, now that I know you're willing. I guess you should know that there are cameras in ever corner of this room recording our interaction. Are you ok with that? And no masks. Your contract didn't require one."

Mitchell swallowed, "I guess I don't have a choice."

"Very good. Shut the door."

Mitchell did as he was told. Once the door was shut, Mitchell, and the cameras, heard the door lock from the outside. 

Shawn began to back Mitchell into a corner. "Get naked."

Mitchell did as he was told. Once his back hit a dresser in the corner, he felt some papers move around under him. He lifted them up and quickly glanced at them, he was horrified at what he saw, positive for every STD under the sun...with extremely high numbers.

"No backing out now," Shawn said with a smile on his face. Cold sores and lesions and other rashes visible all over the skin that was visible.

"What the-" Mitchell said as he tried to make for the door.

Shawn immediately got in his way. "You agreed. It's time," he said. Mitchell blinked and the nasty things he saw on Shawn's body were gone. Was it his imagination? Fuck! He looked gross but he also looked...hot. "Turn around."

Mitchell slowly turned around, closed his eyes and swallowed. "I didn't want PrEP because that's for sluts," Mitchell whispered. "Fuck." Before he knew it, Shawn's raw, dry cock was shoved all the way into Mitchell's hole.

-

Christian heard the doorbell ring and ran downstairs to find Skylar waiting outside, looking like an extra presentable young man. He has dirty blonde hair slicked back with a good paste, some thoroughly toned muscles, and was dressed in a nice blue shirt, slim grey slacks, and a loosened dark blue knitted tie. Christian adjusted his shirt so his tattoo was slightly more visible.

"Skylar?"

"Hey! What's up, man?"

"My cock. You ready?"

Skylar swallowed. "I'm... I'm a virgin."

"All the better, come to room." Christian led Skylar up to his room.

Before he knew what was happening, he was shoved against a wall and spit on. "Turn around." Christian demanded. Skylar turned around to face the wall and felt his trouser get split right on the seam. "So you're a Christian, huh?"

"Y...yes," Skylar said nervously.

"Mmmmm, you know God punishes Sodomites, right?"

Skylar swallowed, "Yes, I believe that."

"So you're going to hell for this, right?"

Skylar took a breath. "Yes," and he quickly tried to leave but Christian pushed him against the wall harder.

"Well, time to meet your maker in Hell," Christian said right as his cock was shoved inside Skylar. A tear dripped down Skylar's face once he realized what was happening.

-

"Blake?" Dr. Lewis asked as he approached the new patient in the waiting room.

"That's me!"

"Why don't you follow me back to an examination room so I can ask a few questions."

"Alright."

Blake followed Dr. Lewis into a room.

"So, PrEP, how often do you have sexual intercourse? Once a week? Twice a week? Once a month?"

"Three times a day," Blake said quickly and was visibly embarrassed after saying that.

"Alright let me take note of that. One sexual partner? Multiple? Can you give me an estimated number?"

"I've been sexually active for about 3 months now, so maybe 96-97?"

Fuck, Dr. Lewis thought. This kid is a fucking whore. "Alright, well PrEP is a very good decision for you but now comes the not fun part. I am going to have to give you a quick injection to see how your body is going to react to the medication. You may want to look away, this needle is rather large." 

Blake turned his head, he's always hated needles.

-

Shawn, Christian, and Dr. Lewis all threw their guys into the deep freeze in their basement. They looked at the clock and saw that it was just hitting 9:30 PM, they weren't too late to head to the bath house.

All of a sudden, Joshua began to cough aggressively. Shawn turned and ran to him in a caring fashion. "Are you ok?"

"I'm fine, just swallowed my spit and it went down the wrong way. Anyways, all three of you need to get hooked up to the transfusion machine for the night." Joshua began to cough again. He knew something was wrong and he knew Shawn knew something was wrong.

All three were disappointed but got themselves hooked up. Their cocks became achingly hard and they all fell asleep to the site of each other's blood throwing through one another.

To be continued...

[Hellboy]

Fuck very hot and twisted

[laguyinhou]

Amazing story! 

[Guest Bbvers84]

Love to see more,

 

didnt think i would like it at first but the whole cyborg zombie twist is what makes it more please

[suitslave]

As always, this is a work of fiction and should not be re-enacted in any way.

Part 7: Until Death Do Us Part

"Joshua, please! Let me do this!" Shawn yelled. It had been one week since Joshua had really begun to decline from AIDS. He was not much more than a skeleton, lesions, cold sores, and a burning urethra. Shawn was always rock hard when he was around him.

"I can't. You three were my project. It would be unethical of me to use my own science to keep myself alive any longer," Joshua said.

Shawn had been begging Joshua to let Dr. Lewis put a bionic heart inside of him to become one of the angels of death. Shawn had been in love with Joshua ever since that first toxic kiss on D-Day. He had slept with him every night until he was given the bionic heart, now he sleeps attached to the blood pump with the other two angels. 

"But don't worry baby, I'm not leaving you just yet," Joshua said.

"What do you mean?" Shawn asked, a tear gently ran down his face.

Joshua got down on one knee and pulled out a ring. "Shawn Peter Raul Mendes, will you marry me?"

Shawn's heart skipped a beat. "Yes! Yes yes yes!" Shawn jumped up and down while Joshua got up and planted a big kiss right on Shawn's lips, it burned nice and good.

"Tonight, we'll go to the chapel down the street and get married there," Joshua said.

Shawn gave Joshua one more kiss and then ran out excited, but now before he could say "I love you."

-

Shawn was looking through his closet for something nice to wear an hour before they were supposed to head to the courthouse. He heard a knock on the door and Joshua entered. He looked stunning in an charcoal black suit and open white shirt, showing off his bio hazard tattoo -- in the same spot his was -- and all of his lesions.

"Hey! I'm trying to pick out my suit. I was thinking my red three piece, it was pretty sexy with the open white shirt, right? And it'll match your white shirt!" Shawn said.

"Baby, you know I think you look sexy in that suit, but it's not right for tonight."

"Do I need to find a tux? I'm not sure I can get one ordered in time."

"No sweety," Joshua said as he embraced Shawn and in quick hug. "I think you know what is most appropriate for tonight." Joshua quickly gave Shawn a  peck on the lips and then turned his head to the wall of full black suits. His angel of death uniform.

"Joshua, please, I can't-"

"Shawn, listen to me. I'm in pain. If you loved me, you would do this. For me..."

-

"Joshua, do you take Shawn to love and to hold, in sickness and in health, and until death do you part?"

"I do." Joshua said.

"Shawn, do you take Joshua to love and to hold, in sickness and in health, and until death do you part?"

Shawn swallowed, a tear rolled down his face. A tear rolled down Joshua's face too as he quickly glanced over Shawn in his full black suit. "I do..."

"Then I now pronounce you, husband and husband. You may now kiss each other."

Shawn and Joshua embraced each other in a kiss while Jonathan, Dr. Lewis, and Christian all clapped for them. Shawn will always remember this moment, the night he married the man of his dreams, a highly toxic man, at least forty years older than him.

-

The two hour honeymoon was almost over. Shawn and Joshua had gone out to eat after their ceremony and they finally came home to get in bed. Shawn's heart sank the second Joshua closed the door. "Are you ready?" Joshua asked.

"No."

"Baby, come here," Joshua said. He quickly embraced Shawn and gave him a quick kiss. "You love me right?"

"Yes. Of course I love you."

"Then set me free."

Shawn began to cry gently but he complied. He allowed Joshua to suck his massive cock, which had been given an injection or two since he got his bionic heart. But it wasn't too long until Shawn's load was filling up his new husband. This was when Shawn became hysterical. He was crying and screaming so loud as Joshua said his final "I love you" that Dr. Lewis and Christian had to come retrieve him. They took Joshua and dumped his body in the freezer with all the others, now totaling 16 including Joshua.

Christian got Shawn hooked up to the pump. "Don't worry Shawn, you did what you had to do. You loved him. We would do that for you if our situation was the same as his," Christian said. With that, Shawn quickly passed out and the three began to transfuse and become more toxic. Tomorrow, they would go back out on the prowl.

To be continued...

[Hellboy]

More plz

[richmondass]

Thanks for continuing the story. Very hot man.

[suitslave]

As always, this is a work of fiction and not meant to be re-enacted.

Part 8: Beginning of the End

All Shawn saw was fire. He could hear Joshua's voice all around him.

"I love you, Shawn. Come to me, Shawn."

He ran through the all the fire, but it never ended. 

"Joshua!!!! Where are you?!"

"Come to me, my love."

Shawn felt his whole body burn. He was in so much pain. Finally he ran into something amongst all the fire. He looked at it and saw himself, it was a mirror. This was how he looked the night he fucked Christian, the night he died. Except now his body has wasted some. He's sickly skinny, covered in lesions and warts. And he was hard. So fucking hard.

He began to touch himself as he felt something go up his ass. Something long and sharp.

"Come for me, Shawn!"

"Joshua!?!" Shawn turned around right as he bust a load into the fire.

Shawn awoke from his sleep, drenched in sweat. He quickly ripped the cords out of him and ran to the bathroom. He looked at himself in the mirror and saw his normal body again.

He began to sob. He wanted his sire.

To be continued...