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Wow, great story, a chapter two??

I've been on dovato for about 8 years (in a trial to start with) and I've found it much better than my previous combo - it certainly plays better with my other medications and if anything my GI problems are better with it.

I second that! Yes fine I will admit that I am a total bottom (ok maybe 99.99999%, I have topped a whopping total of four times in my entire life 😉) and I love wearing a harness and a pair of shorty chaps w/cod piece up front covering my incredibly average sized cock when I go to a bathhouse. And I do my to keep it covered throughout the night, tend to not go in the hot tub or other wet environment anyway, so that’s not a problem. It’s perfect for the dark room or dungeon bent over a bench, better yet my favorite strapped into a sling, legs spread wide and high exposing my welcoming hole to all to use and enjoy. (I just bring the one though, I don’t pack for an extended stay, and definitely don’t do “wardrobe changes in between scenes” lol) And keeping in the spirit of total honesty, I did intend, and hoped, by wearing that, to clearly communicate directly to everyone that my hole is open to the public and ready for cock, while also ensuring that it’s understood mine isn’t available for use at this time. (I mean unless it’s an actual life or death emergency…you know to save a life like if someone chocking or something haha) Funny, I’ve never seen this many guys saying that jocks or similar cock covering ass exposing garment send a message saying the wearer didn’t want to fuck and in turn wouldn’t give them the time of day. My response - good, I hoped a concealed cock would tell anyone and everyone that I don’t want ‘to fuck’, I want to ‘get fucked’ as clearly indicated by the large open area in back ensuring my ass remains well exposed and at the ready. I don’t even usually touch my cock until the end of the night, or more often wait till I get home to relieve the back pressure. I’m in my mid 50’s and have had always - as long as I can remember, had the impression that wearing that kind of gear has always sent that exact message. I’m just a little surprised how pronounced the split is between two distinct groups and how it’s “understood” by either party. They both hear “I don’t want to fuck” but they heard it differently - one side says great we’re here for the ass anyway, not caring about my cock since they’re likely top/vers top, while the other side say “fine then diva whatever we’ll ignore you”. There doesn’t seem to be an in between either. I’ll keep wearing the chaos or an jock and sending that message since it’s accurate. Seriously though, if some guy ever comes up to me, gives me a hard time about it, telling me it sends the wrong message and I should take it off - well that’s when I’ out and tear into them. “Uh ok sweetie, you do know the message wasn’t for you right, Karen? Don’t worry, you’ll get used to it, no one is going to wanna talk to you,

The air in Steamworks Toronto hung heavy with the musk of sweat and cum, the kind of scent that hits you right in the gut during Cumunion nights. Bodies moved in shadows, grunts and moans echoing off the tiled walls like a filthy symphony. I was deep in it, my hole already twitching from the tease of the crowd, craving that raw bareback stretch. As a total sub bottom, I lived for this—getting used, loaded up, no barriers, just pure cock owning my ass. I slipped into a dark corner, the blackness wrapping around me like a promise of anonymous pounding. That's when I felt it first—a thick, cut 7-inch cock brushing my lips, already leaking precum like a faucet. The guy didn't say a word, just grabbed my hair and shoved it forward. I opened wide, my mouth watering as I wrapped my lips around that fat head. Fuck, it was girthier than I expected, stretching my jaw as I sucked hard, tongue swirling over the slit to lap up every salty drop. He groaned low, hips bucking, feeding me more of that slick precum that coated my throat. I hummed around him, slurping greedily, my own dick soft but leaking a steady stream down my thigh. No hardness for me tonight; I was here to take it all, power bottom style, my body built for the abuse. He didn't let me suck long. With a rough push, he spun me around and bent me over the nearby fuck bench, the leather cool against my chest. My ass was up, exposed, begging. He spat on my hole—once, twice—then slammed in bare, that thick 7 inches splitting me open in one brutal thrust. I gasped, fists clenching the bench as he started pounding, balls slapping my ass with every deep drive. 'Take it, slut,' he growled, voice rough in the dark. I moaned back, 'Fuck yeah, breed me deep.' His cock pistoned relentlessly, stretching my walls, hitting that spot that made my vision blur. Precum dripped from my soft cock in ropes, pooling on the floor as he hammered harder. After what felt like minutes of raw friction, he buried deep and unloaded, hot cum flooding my guts. I clenched around him, milking every spurt, my body shuddering in a full-body wave of pleasure—no orgasm, just that electric rush. He pulled out with a wet pop, cum trickling down my thigh, but before I could catch my breath, another cock replaced him. This one was just as hard, thicker maybe, shoving in without mercy. The second guy grabbed my hips, yanking me back onto his shaft as he fucked deep and relentless. 'Gonna fill this hole,' he grunted, pace brutal. I pushed back, power bottom instincts kicking in, grinding my ass to take him balls-deep. His thrusts were powerful, churning the first load inside me, making sloppy sounds echo. I leaked more precum, my body on fire, every slam sending jolts through me. He didn't last long—roared and pumped his heavy load, thick ropes coating my insides. I trembled, ass full and dripping, savoring the warmth as he slid out. I staggered to the showers after, the quick rinse doing nothing to wash away the cum still leaking from my used hole. Water cascaded over me, but my mind was on more—always more. Dried off, I headed to another dark area, the crowd thicker here, cocks poking from glory holes and shadows. I dropped to my knees, sucking whatever presented itself: a veiny 6-incher first, then a curved one that hit the back of my throat. I slurped and gagged, tasting sweat and precum from strangers, my lips numb but eager. Moans mixed with the wet sounds of my mouth working them over. Someone yanked me up by the arm, spinning me to face a wall. 'Bend over, boy,' a deep voice commanded. I complied, ass out, and felt the head of an almost 8-inch beast nudge my sloppy hole. He thrust in hard, no lube needed with the loads already greasing me. Fuck, it was massive, thick meat burying deep, stretching me to the limit. I cried out, hands braced on the wall as he started pounding—long, hard strokes that made my knees buckle. 'Yeah, take this dick,' he snarled, one hand on my neck, pinning me. Precum poured from my soft cock, soaking my legs as he railed me for nearly 20 minutes, relentless, hitting my prostate with every plunge. My body quaked, full-body orgasms rippling through me, no cum from me but waves of ecstasy that left me gasping. Finally, he growled and unloaded, flooding me with his nut, deep and hot. As he pulled out, strong hands gripped me—darker skin, I could tell in the faint light. It was the BBC, a monster of a cock, at least 9 inches, thick as my wrist, already rock-hard and veined. He didn't ask; he dragged me through the crowd to the sling area, the murmurs and eyes following us. 'Get in, gonna wreck this ass,' he rumbled, voice like thunder. I climbed in, legs up in the straps, hole winking and leaking. He stepped between my thighs, rubbing that fat black head against my cum-slick entrance before slamming home. The stretch burned so good, filling me completely as he started pounding—hard, powerful fucks that rocked the sling. The crowd gathered, stroking themselves, some shooting ropes of cum across my chest and abs as they watched. 'Look at him take it,' one muttered. I locked eyes with the BBC, moaning, 'Pound me, fuck, harder!' He obliged, hips snapping with raw power, his balls slapping my ass in a wet rhythm. Each thrust massaged my nut deep inside, building those full-body highs, my precum leaking in a steady stream onto my belly. He fucked me mercilesslike, sweat dripping from him onto me, the sling creaking under the force. After what felt like forever of that brutal bareback ride, he buried deep and erupted—his fourth load for me, thick and endless, mixing with the others in my guts. But as he pulled out, more shadows closed in, cocks hard and ready, the night far from over...

Definitely sweat on a clean freshly sweated man straight from the gym. I gotta be sweaty as well. The smell of pit sweat and ball sweat gets me instantly hard. Then fucking hard so we’re dripping in sweat.

Exactly, I took loads for 20 years before converting, all before prep and most of those years before undetectable was reliable. Plenty of them were full blown AIDS loads.

Having sucked literally thousands of cock it is really hard to select down to a few…but when running through the mental exercise to select one…it turns out that one stands out as “the best”. it belonged to a very hot black trans top with a big BBC who I met when I answered a Craigslist ad seeking hot guys to parTy with. They were at the apartment with a friend parTying with the host. I arrived and blew a few clouds with the host…and that quickly turned into me getting naked and swapping head with the host, who wasn’t my type and some didn’t vibe. Before I knew it the trans top was standing over me with beautifully smooth, semi-hard, and very long slim uncut cock drooling pre-cum from the nozzles skin. They turned and presented their beautiful smooth black ass to me as they themselves started blowing clouds. I went to town munching on that perfect smooth dark asscrack, wiggling my tongue in that smooth valley as I tried to push my way into their wrinkled hole. Their scent and musky scent drove my Tina-fueled brain crazy, and after a few minutes of dedicated tongue work they extracted my face from their smooth asscrack and turned around…presenting their now hard and dripping cock for me to work on. Their skin was still covering the fat glans and I went to work. Being about 8 inches and somewhat slim, their cock was a perfect size to slide down my throat with ease so that I never tired or got an aching jaw. I worked on the perfectly shaped cockhead with my throat and become lost in the task as they drive themselves their full length over and over again. I feel them tense and then convulse and then a rocket of load rush up the full length of their shaft as they fed me the biggest, creamiest load that I didn’t taste until the end when I pulled back and got a mouthful of their creamy load. Needless to say I kept suckling (as I always do in hopes of a second load)…but they eventually became too sensitive and went back to the pipe to fire up a few more clouds to share. They eventually fucked me twice later that long night as the Tina turned me into a submissive cocksucking bottom for that beautiful black t-girl top. We connected one other time after that night and long to get on my knees to serve that beautiful cock once more.

Thank you so much for the great advice! I know it will help me be a more successful cumdump and I'm sure it will also help others. You've made the world a better place for us.

3rd row to the right, 3rd one down hot pic, they're all hot, but I like it best💋

I prefer serving at a Gloryhole. In my experience men who use Gloryholes are ready to cum so for every cock I swallow a lot more sperm. The last time I was at a Gloryhole I sucked 8 cocks and swallowed 8 loads.

Good boy!!…love when a cock-hungry bottom begins to sniff and lick my armpits. Tells me that my boy needs his daddy…

Love these shots of a fellow cock worshiper draining a fertile feeder. Oral tops are gods to me and I love to meet up with guys who love to share their bulge, cock and loads with hungry and grateful cocksucker.

I stopped by the only AVS/Theater here in the Olympic/Kitsap Peninsula area last week and met up with a guy I haven't seen in several months. We were in the arcade/GH area and he came in and immediately went into a booth. That's usually a sign he was there for business and not to stand around. He's not a guy I would normally be attracted to, very PNW beefy with a beard. A fantasy for some guys into fisherman and dockworkers. But the moment I watched him pull out his cock through that GH I remembered him clearly. The guy has one of the most stunning cocks and ball sacks I've ever seen in that place and loves, LOVES getting head. He's obviously on the DL as he seems a little shy, but honestly, his reaction to having a mouth on his cock is all I needed to know. I sucked him for a good 10 minutes and then invited him into my booth. He didn't seem to want to move, but cracked his door open when I left my booth and was in the hallway. I went into and sucked him for another 10 minutes as he sat and watched porn and took a hit of poppers. Then he stood up and started fucked my face, a little hard and fast for me, but he was so into it, I did my best to keep up. Within 2 minutes, the guy unleashed a huge loads down my throat and then let me milk every drop out of it before pulling out. He really is one fertile fun fellatio top feeder and I was really happy to have run into him. I ended up going back into the theatre and cumming all over the face of a cocksucker who was in there taking loads. I asked him if he wanted it in his mouth or on his face and he chose the latter. I know how fun that can be to take a big load all over your face when you've in the mood for it so was happy I could make his day.

This is hot!!! Too bad it never continued.

Thanks @757pozzybear as I am contemplating switching from Biktarvy to Dovato myself. I think I need my next labs, and potentially the ones following before I can decide. Typically GI symptoms clear up within the first couple of weeks, sometimes days. Adding fiber, and maybe something like Activia for a couple of days will help too.

So I asked my HIV doc if I could switch from Biktarvy to Dovato, and I started it last week. However, I started having the runs the past few days. Will it ever stop? I do appreciate having less brain fog than when I was on Biktarvy.

I like it!