Whichever.We lived not far from each other and when we were both alone and horny, or just horny, we seemed to find ways to connect.I’d get a text from him, “BF is out for the afternoon, come play.”So I’d excuse myself from the house, swing by his crappy little basement apartment and fuck his brains out.He was more likely to bottom out for me but he did have a nice cock and on a few occasions I could convince him to fuck me.We loved snorting poppers together and fucked on and off like this for a decade.After about 8 years, as it goes, I revealed to him that I was now HIV positive.We had always fucked with rubbers so he he was cool with it but admitted that he was most likely poz too.“Why would you say that?” I asked.He got an embarrassed look on his face and admitted that when he is feeling depressed and horny, he is really into anon fuck and dump scenes.
