11 Chapter 11

Jake looked confused. “HIV positive. Isn’t that what you meant when you replied to me when I asked you if you were positive?”

“Fuck no! I meant I was positive you should fuck me. Holy Shit, Holy Shit!”

In that moment of passionate ecstasy, it hadn't occurred to Kevin positive could mean anything but the assent of two souls to unite.

“You’re not pos? You’re negative?”

“Hell no! I’m not positive, I’m…or was, negative.”

“Oh, man, I'm sorry. Oh, God. Kevin…”

“Shit, what am I gonna do?” Kevin was pacing in circles around the bedroom, rubbing his hands together, his still semi-hard cock thrashing from side-to-side like the tail of a caged lion.

Jake ran his hand over his smooth head. “First, we’re gonna get you into the bathroom and get you cleaned out as much as we can. Then…well…come into the john.”