When we entered our apartment, Serge led me by the hand into the bedroom. Once there, he sat on the edge of the bed and grabbed my hips, centering my crotch in front of his mouth. His hand shook as he felt my growing erection. Despite his attentions and knowing his mouth would soon be on my c**k I stepped back out of his reach.
“So, what’s this news you want to tell me?”
Serge’s dark eyes locked with mine. “I’ve spent years afraid of not just the genetic testing, but also the HIV test. Not that I have had a ton of partners, but one fear led to another, so I’d never been tested for it before.”
“And?”
“I figured if I had the courage to find out my gene mutation status, I could find out my HIV status too. You don’t know how much I hate having that latex between us. I want to feel your fle
