DAVE AND I
Dave and I had been together over a
year. He's older than me—42, gray
eyes, and gorgeous. He's also POZ. We both are now. I remember our first date. I grabbed his package. I wanted him to pierce my
Hole. He brushed my hand away.
"We have to talk."
"Not now. " I answered.
"I need your Cum."
"Steve," he replied, "I'm POZ . I don't want to infect you." Back then I was still NEG.
For the next 11 months we did Safe Sex. He'd suck me raw; we did our fucking with a Condom. He even insisted I use a Rubber
when I sucked him. I hated
that. I told him so. I'd always barebacked, ever since I was
15. He was the only one I ever did
Safe Sex
with—because I loved him. I hated
that. I couldn't stand that Latex
barrier between us, and his sweet Cum being trapped and flushed.
I told him I fantasized about converting.
I couldn't take it anymore.
I decided things would change—or else. That night I begged
Dave to fuck me. He started
playing with my Ass. I told him
what I wanted.
"NO RUBBERS. I want YOU Dave. I want your DNA in me. I want to forge a bond between us. If we don't do it raw tonight, I don't know what the future holds for us."
He responded by sticking his finger up
my Ass and pressing hard. I was
practically foaming at the mouth.
Abruptly he stood up.
"Once it happens,
there's no going back. You
will be POZ, and it'll change your life. Yeah, I've fantasized about breeding
you; but those were crazy, insane notions.
"I've bred Bottoms before, but not like you. You're different. They were Sluts. They deserved the BUG. I didn't give a shit about them. But you.…"
"Face it, Davie.
I 'm a Slut, too. The Baths
were practically my home before I met you. Too bad I didn't get GIFTED then. If you left your Seed in all those
guys, then you can do the same for me. I'm telling you, I can't go on like this."
I glanced at his crotch. His turgid
Dick tented poignantly against his jeans.
He looked so conflicted. I
reached out and undid his zipper. Suddenly liberated, his Rod sprang out.
Dave started to speak, but I dropped to
my knees and sucked his Cock without a Rubber. Fuck,
it was so good!
Our perspiration, the mix of man smells, and my own insidious craving
drove me wild. All Dave could do
was moan.
I reveled in his dripping Jizm. Charged—did it taste different? Or was it me? Who cared? I was in heaven. I sucked him fast and furious. Dave began to thrust his hips. He held my cheeks and fucked my face.
"Suck me, Queer!" he yelled. "Lube it for your Ass!"
I led him to the bedroom and yanked off
my clothes. He kicked off his and tossed them on the floor. Dave reached for a Rubber.
"NO!" I said.
"I can't fuck you raw, Stevie. I love you."
"Then show me, please. Put your Cock in me and fill me with your Jizz. That's what I want. POZ ME!" I pleaded.
He rubbed his Cock along my Crack. I felt him dripping. 'Fuck!' I thought.
"At last he's gonna breed me!" I almost shot my Load right then. He spat on his Shaft, butted up against
my Pussy, and pressed on in. He reached for his Poppers and took three big
hits. He handed me the
bottle. As I raised it to my nose,
I felt his Cock pop in. He was in
me. Raw—at last! After all
the Dick I'd taken—always
wondering if I'd convert. Another
raw Cock, and no more wondering. I
whiffed the Poppers.
Apprehensively, Dave began to fuck me—slow and gentle.
"I can't. We got to stop," he chanted,
but kept up a steady pace.
"Breed me Davie!
Breed me like a Bitch. Make
me your slave. Possess me. Give me your BUG! Please don't
stop. Fuck my Hole! Give me your Jizm! POZ ME,
please! Give me the GIFT!"
Ambivalently Dave plowed my Hole at a
steady pace. He stretched my
Mancunt to the limit, and it began to hurt. If I asked him to lube my Ass, I
might lose my chance. So I
had to grin and bare it. 'Once I get POZ, we'll bareback ever
after,' I comforted myself. Dave's breath grew labored
as his Sack slammed against my Butt.
"Give
it to me, Davie. Breed my Ass!"
Dave gulped and swallowed and huffed
and puffed. "FUCK YOU,
YOU SLUT! YOU WANT IT, DONCHA? YOU
WANT MY GIFT? WELL, HERE IT IS—MY TOXIC SEED!"
Then I felt it. My Ass flooded with his
warmth. Finally! I've
always been appreciative of Jizm--but that was special—the Bond that would
unite us till death did us part.
That was how I finally got POZZED. Dave spasmed many times, each
ejaculation filling me with Cum. I
shot and never touched myself. I
stared at the Jizz soaking into the sheets beneath me. 'My last NEG Load,' I prophesied. A smirk crossed my face. I lay flat on
the bed, my damp NEG Cum
beneath my chest. Dave collapsed
on top of me. He wept.
"Oh God, Steve, I'm sorry. I'm so sorry." I lay still beneath him, my back
against his chest. I didn't feel
remorse. I felt triumphant, for he
had finally sated me. As his
Cock softened and slipped out, Poison Jizm
dripped down my Nuts.
‘Finally,’ I thought. 'Conversion at last! Thanks, Lord!'
I prayed. "Thank you," I said to Dave. "This is
the day I've been waiting for."
We fucked all weekend. Dave became a Dirty Sex Pig. HIV does that to some; others grow impotent. He told me he wanted to be sure it
took. He wanted so bad to make me
happy.