I thought sure my 20 year old Texan had deserted me. At last he called Thursday, and I told him to Cum right over. Did I tell you the freaky way we met? He�d read a story of mine about a guy I�d Fucked WHO DIED OF AIDS—AND HE LOVED IT.
I told him about my KS (Kaposi's Sarcoma), and he went bananas wanting to meet me. We got together at Starbucks for a get-acquainted session. Then a couple more emails. Then Thursday�s call.
I think most Gay men have well-developed Fantasy Lives. But his centers solely around AIDS. MY TYPE OF MAN. He Fucks around with a BF who knows nothing about his Secret Fantasy Life. So if I play my cards right, I can POZ �em both. The Dude�s as much a Twisted Sicko as I am.
He was barely inside the door when he shucked off his clothes, and stood there totally nude. What was I to do? We wallowed around on the Living Room carpet. He was up my Asshole with his tongue, slathering around on my Dick, kissing and licking me all over my Body, begging me to POZ him. And the more he begged, the more I wanted to accommodate him. He wanted to blow me.
"LIKE YOU'RE GONNA BLOW ME WHEN I GET TOO SICK TO FUCK YOU?"
Though I don�t have symptoms, except for the KS, all the gloom and doom talk flicked his Bic.
"YEAH, MAN. LET ME TAKE YOUR LOAD DOWN MY THROAT. �
"WON�T WORK. ORAL�S TOO SAFE. LET�S GET YOU READY FOR YOUR DEATH FUCK. �
"OH, SHIT MAN, FUCK ME NOW. NO LUBE, JUST BAREBACK!"
�THAT�LL STING, DUDE. �
�AIDS STINGS TOO, DOESN�T IT? I�ve been waiting too long for this to happen . I can�t wait any longer. �
"Just relax, Baby. Let�s go into the bedroom and get comfy. I need to prepare you for the Most Important Fuck of your Life. �
How ironic that the MOST IMPORTANT FUCK OF HIS LIFE would be his DEATH FUCK. He lay on his back on the bed.
"WHEN WE KISSED, I DIDN'T FEEL YOUR KS LESION. DO YOU REALLY HAVE ONE?"
I stuck my tongue out at him and lifted it towards the tip of my nose, so the AIDS Lesion was exposed for his inspection.
"Oh Fuck, Man, It�s Beautiful! Can I Suck It?"
I let him play with It. His tongue kept arching back and forth under mine. Finally he came up for air.
"OH GOD, I'M GONNA CREME IF I DON'T STOP. �
�Lay back down and relax. I'll get what we need. �
I studied the toys on the shelf—dildos, sleeves, butt plugs, and the like—selecting the ones I thought appropriate—including my favorite—a short, half-inch diameter, sanded wood dowel I use to rough up an Ass—my own Invention. No splinters—but the dry surface snags tissue and makes �em bleed, leaving a Dude vulnerable to IMMEDIATE POZZING.
I used a couple of dildos on him: one to open him up; and a second, with ridges, to make his butt tissues swell. The groaning and humping noises he made turned me on. Finally I took the little wooden dowel and twisted it up his Ass. His groans of Pleasure turned squeals of Pain.
"OH FUCK, THAT HURTS!"
"Can�t take it? Want me to stop?"
"No, Man, just go easy. �
�That�s enough, anyway. You�re bleeding. The next couple Shits are gonna be kinda painful. �
"YOU HADDA DO THAT?"
"You want the Bug, don't you? Or should I quit now?"
�Just so I don�t BLEED TO DEATH while you Fuck me. �
I knew the little Shit was frightened of dying. I�d give anything to be there when he had to confront the Reality of AIDS, instead of merely the Fantasy. Meanwhile, the Cunt was freaking all over. I figured I�d better Get On With It while he clung to his Sanity.
"Just take a hit of Poppers, and it�ll take your mind off the Pain. �
I held the Poppers under his nose and gave him a real long Hit.
"Oh yeah, Man, give it to me! POZ ME, PLEASE!"
He was so Fucking crazy to get POZZED, he�d do anything for the Bug. His Asshole was bleeding profusely, and I wanted nothing to interfere with the hemorrhaging.
"Don't sweat it, Doll. You'll get the Bug. Just put your legs on my shoulders like a GOOD LITTLE WHORE.
I pinned his legs to his chest with my arms, and slid my Cock up his bloody Shit Hole. His free-flowing blood made penetration a pleasure. I wanted to Fuck the Shit out of the little Fucker and blast my DISEASED SEED up his innards.
It was so hot! I was even afraid to take a hit of the Poppers. I was sure I'd cum in less than a minute. But I was able to concentrate on giving the Young Cunt his Due. Some of the blood from his brutalized Hole had mixed with the Lube, tingeing everything PINK.
"I WANNA CUM!"
"Just hang in there, Baby. Let Daddy do you. �
My balls were so swollen with Jism, I wasn't going to last much longer. We'd been at it for a total Fuck Time of 35 Minutes, quite an accomplishment for an Old Dude who almost blew his load the moment I�d laid eyes on the Punk. Suddenly I couldn't hold off any longer.
"TAKE MY AIDS BUG, BABY!"
"Oh, shoot it inside me! POZ me! Give me your POZ Cum!"
I blew a Load inside him like I couldn't remember. HE WAS SO EAGER TO GET IT—IT WAS SO HOT!
He took hold of his Dick and started to beat It, but I pushed his hand away.
"Not yet, Sonny. Nobody Cums here without my permission. �
He looked a little freaked out, like I�d turned Nazi or something. I pulled my Cock out of his Ass.
I wiped my Shitty Cock all over his face. It was PINK and WHITE and BROWN. He took the Slimy Rod down his throat and nursed It.
�I WANNA CUM. �
"Relax, Kid, I�m gonna eat Butt for a while. �
I took a warm, damp wash cloth, and wiped the grosser part of his Ass clean. Then I put my tongue in his Rosebud. He almost leapt off the bed.
"OH, SOOOOO GOOD!"
"YOU CAN BEAT OFF NOW. �
As he turned his attention to masturbation, I slipped one of his legs over my back and slithered down on his Pussy. I liberally anointed his Mancunt with all the Spit I could muster, giving him his deepest and juiciest Rimming ever. He deserved it—considering he was gonna pay with his Life. His desperate handiwork quickened; his panting grew erratic; his moaning, more vocal—AS HE BLEW THE LAST NEG LOAD OF HIS LIFE ALL OVER HIS CHEST.
I quickly arose to suck up every drop of his PRECIOUS NEG CUM, then probed deeply between his lips, with my cum-covered tongue. He once more made love to my Lesion.
�Oh God, Thank You. But my Ass is so sore. Do you think I�ll ever be able to Get Fucked again?"
"How about Tuesday. Be here at 8 PM sharp. I�ll be out of town the next few days on business.
"Tuesday�s good with me. But do you think my Ass�ll be healed by then? Right now it hurts so bad. �
I gave him of the Poppers.
�You�ll live. Wanna blow me, Baby Cakes?"
He locked onto my Dick as I lay back on the bed. It didn't take long. I blew a small fountain down the back of his throat.
"That's it, Baby. Drink Daddy's Poison Jism. �
I�m sitting here in my Hotel Room mulling over the next steps to take with the Kid. In the cuming weeks I�ll talk to him about getting tested. For now, I don�t think it�ll be necessary to rough up his Ass quite as much. He�ll still be tender from Thursday. So I�ll skip the dowel and make with the dildos and maybe some sleeves, and throw in some Nonoxynol-9 as Ass tenderizer. I hope I can hold back. PUSSY BLOOD SO BECOMES HIM.