Sometimes it's so easy to bug a neg. There's no challenge to it. But since every faggot deserves the fatal fuk, it�s my duty to oblige.
I was at an AIDS benefit, and this young bartender kept giving me the eye. I figured if he wanted me to dick him, I�d accommodate. So I started a conversation, and hinted I�d go home with him if he wanted.
He got this look of lust in his eyes, and I knew I had a taker. He said be off in an hour, so I waited around in anticipation of shooting a killer load up his ass.
I had his clothes off in no time. He had a good body and a nice dick, but it was his ass I was interested in. The easiest way to get into a faggot's ass is to rim it, so I went to work on him.
I had his legs in the air in no time. I spit on my dick, aligned it with his hole, and thrust my weapon inside his guts. He gasped, urging me to go slow, cause he hadn't been fukked in a while. That turned me on, so I started to power-fuk him. I had one objective in mind�to blow a huge load of deadly cum deep inside his guts.
He kept stroking, and I pulled his hand off and told him not yet. He told me that most guys who screwed him came in a couple minutes. I said that I had no intention of making this QUICK (which was true) and DIRTY--which was not.
I started to really plow his ass. I wanted to tear him up a bit. After10 minutes, I was ready for the kill. I asked him where he wanted it.
He said to shoot all over him, but NOT INSIDE.
That made me smile, knowing he wanted to stay NEG but was taking my poz dick up his ass.
"TOO LATE!" I said. He tensed in a last ditch effort to reject me. I shot what felt like a gallon of POZ jizz up his NEG ass. He went limp, accepting the inevitable.
I kept fukking him, massaging my cum into his gut. He started stroking his pole again, and I let him. I flipped him onto his stomach, and slid my dick, slick with poz cum, back inside him. I started pumping again, and 20 minutes later shot my 2nd load of poison. I glanced at my watch. I�d fukked him for half an hour so far.
My dick came out pink--cum mixed with blood. I pictured my virus entering his bloodstream, which made me hard again. I told him I needed to dick him some more.
The grimace on his face told me he was getting pretty sore. But my needs came first, and I rode his neg ass for what seemed like an eternity (but was only 30 minutes). I finally shot my 3rd load. His hand went back to his pole, and I let him cum. I figured he deserved that much. He shot all over his chest�hopefully the last NEG load of his life.
As I dressed, he told me he�d never been fukked him like that before, and that it�d been the best sex of his life. I agreed, but not for the reasons he was thinking.
I told him to relax, that I�d get the door myself. I locked it behind me. I left him there naked, covered with his own cum, my deadly bug taking over his body. Not bad for an hour�s work.