My Way – A Fantasy

[Malicon]

Chapter 4

I let go.
Short pause.
Cuddling.
Slowly it hits me: I’ve really been filled with poz cum.
I get hard again.
Right then—Florian moves his cock.
Back.
Forth.
It gets hard again.
Still inside.
In. Out.
Poz cum—our lube.
Florian rubs it in.
Now he’s fucking me again.
Hard.
Raw.
He whispers in my ear: “Round two, Henning... Second load, my soon poz Henning.”
Lust.
And I feel calm.
The first step is done.
I open up more.
When he cums the second time, I hold him.
He’s deep in me.
So is his cum. Toxic poz cum.
Deep in my hole.
Still negative? Don’t know. Not yet.
But I’m open.
Florian pulls out—slow.
So the poz loads stay in.
I smile.
Florian: “Come on, my poz boy Henning. Let’s grab some food.”

At dinner—almost normal.
Weather. News.
Florian then discloses, how he learned that he's poz at the clinic four years ago.
The doctor called him in. "Florian..., I have to tell you that I don't have good news."
She looked seriously at him and noticed Florian's excitement.
"I have to tell you, you're HIV positive."
Now she noticed a growing bulge in his pants, further nervous excitement, his horniness. Starts smiling.
"This reaction is uncommon but occasionally..."
Florian asks where the next toilet is, the doctor tells him: "Directly opposite of this office, but"—assuming what he intends to do—"you maybe use the toilet in the basement." I found this story so exhilarating, that I immediately got an almost painful hard-on.
Under the table, our feet keep touching.
His hand on my thigh.
On my bulge.
My hand on his poison cock.
He: “What would you do, if you're poz?”
Me: “Fuck. Without thinking. Just fuck. Maybe top too. Always raw, Poz Daddy.”
He: “Presumably you're already poz, Henning. Filthy poz boy, you're hot, poz Henning. But let's make sure, you convert today.”

Edited yesterday at 07:39 AM by Malicon

[Menbendovr]

So damn hot!