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My Lover Died of AIDS

I have to agree that guys with AIDS, KS, and Wasting Syndrome are fucking hot!

My Lover died of AIDS a year ago. I loved him deeply; but since he was adamantly opposed to anything unsafe, I never mentioned the dark fantasies I harbor. He'd be pleased to know I�m still NEG, BUT I�M NOT. I see Status as a Symbol of Success or Failure. I must try harder.

I wonder if his Life and Death represented a vast, missed opportunity, which left me unfulfilled. Perhaps I was deprived by his stifling dedication to propriety. Each night I lie awake and fantasize about what might have been.

I would have loved to feel his hot streams of Tainted Piss overfill my Gullet till my Belly brimmed with hot Excretion and his Dick drooled Lethal Precum past my parted Lips.

I�d have thrust my tongue up his sweaty Asshole till he drove his diarrhetic Mancunt down upon my wanton Lips. And when I�d devoured all he had to offer, I�d get my Just Deserts.

His swollen Shaft would assault my Pussy, as Toxic Precum oozed from his Purple Slit. He�d tear at my Innards with that unyielding Pole till I was torn and swollen. And like some Cheap Whore, I�d holler, "Fuck me! Fuck me harder! Rip my Hole! Ram your Cock In! Deeper!"

I�d gladly bear the pleasure of his Pole, as he reamed my once inviolate Ass Walls. In wonder I�d listen to his raspy, ragged exhalations. Without warning he�d slam his steely Shaft in sharply, with every ounce of strength his Sick Body could muster. He�d lean forward and hiss between clenched teeth, �You're mine forever now."

His Cock would jerk inside me as he spewed Deadly Venom up my Ass. Again and again he�d jab me viciously, assuring implantation of his Deadly Seed. He�d collapse upon me as Precious Jism spewed past his Piss Slit. He�d demand I clamp my Asshole about his Tool; then carefully and slowly he�d withdraw, so as not to allow a Droplet to escape.

He�d prod his rigid Rod between my chafed Lips, so I could cleanse his cankerous Shaft with Saliva. And there�d still be traces of Death Seed oozing past the Tip. He�d grin and fill my Orifice with another load of Buggy Piss. I ONLY WISH!


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