I hooked up yesterday with a secret, DARK SECRET fantasy man of mine. Not him personally, just his TYPE! No stunning beauty by any means, but A POZ VETERAN of the homosexual revolution, if you will. He told me he was poz since 1983. If he was a ship, he would be one of those battle-and-storm-battered frigates reemerging from beneath the waves in PIRATES OF THE CARIBBEAN. He had all the battle-marks and scars of a rare survivors of a then 'deadly scourge': the scars of operations, organ failures and consequent transplants, cancer, the 'wasted look' , the sunken eyes and an unsteady gait...
He embodied the scarily promiscuous world I once FEARED, DREADED and AVOIDED! Condoms didn't catch on with me, not physically nor with my mind. Damn boner killers they were! So through most of my adult life of virtually asexual self deprivation I escaped into LT 'quasi-monogamy'. All failed attempt of creating 'normalcy' in a chaotic time riddled with denial, cheating and hypocrisy. Male monogamy, sure, until dick do us part! LOL
I told him I AM ONE OF THOSE ARROGANT FUCKS who by happenstance late-in-life underwent a 'conversion and transformation', one that 'FLIPPED THE POLES' . Now what I once feared, I search for. POZ bad boys, 'unsafe sex' , total promiscuity... anon sodomy! Terms like 'slut' manwhore, cunt, breeding, seeding, barebacking tramps and poz fucker are now REBRANDED and embraced giving us boners! So here I am with this random stranger who approached me with pic on A4A. With pictures, stating 'POZ undetectable' and he made a bold, forward proposition in a message. Less than a day later here we are, him telling me HIS story, me telling mine, all blunt and condensed. And he said he had a bolt of courage but was expecting to be SHOT DOWN...
"And now you are here, buddy! Wanna fuck!? RAW IS LAW!"
Shall I tell more? I probably won't as I don't want to rack up warning points if it shows up in the wrong section.
(I had a much longer story but I deleted it, concerned it probably belongs in a different section. )