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Dear Sirs, Hey there, 48 gay m living in the US here, and I'm not sure if this qualifies me to join your club or not? But I'm happy to tell my story and let you be the judge. This happened about 10 years ago when I was out of town on a business trip, lying in my hotel bed, snooping around on Grindr to see what the local flavor offered. It was a state college town so my hopes were high. It wouldn't take long before a guy in his mid 20's hit me up. I don't remember the exact conversation but we flirted, exchanged pics and he asked if I cared if he smoked Tina. I could try it if I wanted too. I hadn't ever tried it, but had heard about it and was curious. He said to put on my best Andrew Christians and come on over. When I got there, he took me down into the basement area that had two couches in an L shape and a giant TV playing a group, bareback scene. My first ever seeing a Treasure Island scene. Turns out this would be a night of many firsts indeed. He told me to strip down to my underwear, get comfortable on the couch and we'd start smoking our first bowl. He shot gunned the first one to me, and as I sucked it in I didn't really feel anything. When I exhaled, that's when I felt this incredible tingling in my brain and I asked if this was the T cause it was way different than weed. He had me smoke more directly out of the bowl and I remember making out hard with him and then he attacked my briefs and sucked my dick with gusto. I was so fucking horny and this felt amazing. My eyes couldn't decide whether to land on the porn or the guy sucking me off. After about, honestly who knows we were high and time meant nothing...he receives a text and says that his cousin just got off work and would it be okay if he came over? I couldn't believe I heard correctly at first. What? Your cousin? Of course he...and he smokes the same stuff as we are? You two do that together? What about the other stuff we're doing? He tells me that he and his cousin don't mess around, but I was welcome to have fun with him if I wanted. Did I want? If I didn't turn down drugs, you think I'm going to turn down this? The cousin arrives and he's even hotter than my host. The funny bulb pipe is loaded, cousin smokes on one couch while host and I are 69'ing on the other. Cousin is watching us and he and I make eye contact. Cousin starts rubbing his growing bulge. Then like a sailor under the siren's spell I stop 69'ing walk over to cousin and help him get his hardening dick out. I go down on him keeping the eye contact we had established. I stop sucking and bring my lips to his ear and whisper, "Do you want to fuck me." He nods and remaining as cool and calm as possible, I bend over supporting myself by putting my hands down on the other couch and my exposed hole was now facing Cousin. With some spit and lube he works it in (I know there was a shard put in my booty at one point in the night too) and the slow fucking began. My eyes were rolling up into my head not aware of anything else when my host slides down to the end of the couch we were at, and pushes my head into his crotch for me to suck him off. And that's basically how the rest of the night went. The two cousins never did touch each other. They both stayed on their couches. I went back and forth between them as much as I could. The energy from the crystal made that not much of an issue. Eventually I had to stop, go back to my hotel room and get ready to go to work. Needless to say it was hard to concentrate at work that day. Thinking about what had happened. I saw my host again years later. But those are different stories for a different group I think. Thank you for letting me tell my story.

My Desk—April, 2023 I came home totally sated from CLAW and the Horse Market. I was sorry that I hadn’t been able to stay longer at the leather weekend, but I was in the middle of a short-term contract that was taking up a lot of time. I made some notes about the event and went back to work. But something felt off. It was 10 days later—and after that wholesale fucking event, I wondered if I had brought something home with me. On the same day, I got the usual group email from the organizer reminding everyone to get checked for STIs after all the fun. My county health department isn’t open on the weekend, so I waited until they re-opened on Monday and went in. With my house move, I was in a new county, and while I had got my vaccines for Covid, flu and Mpox there, I had not gotten the full battery of STI testing from them. I have to say, I love the women I have met at county health departments. They are efficient, great at putting people at ease and have seen it all—literally. The two women I met on this trip also appreciated that I was coming in at the earliest warning sign, knew what I was talking about and I didn’t gloss over my sex life to make me ‘look better’ in their eyes. (Unlike my GP who really doesn’t want to talk about my gay sex life at all…) This was also a wake-up call to me. While not playing during all that time with Covid, I had not followed my usual sex screening routine for some time. It felt good and empowering to be back on track. I pissed in a cup. I was swabbed. I was jabbed in the finger. The nurse asked if I was interested in learning more about PrEP. I told her how I had decided before: I never bottom, I am cut, my regular partners are on PrEP or are undetectable. I was pleased that she agreed with my reasoning and that, as long as I continued testing regularly, I was in good shape there. Test results were fast. They did find chlamydia. I got the prescription and took my pills, glad that I hadn’t played since the event—so I had no one I could contact. (I just hope all the attendees of HM took the letter from the organizer to heart.) This is not the first time I have not had the usual sex driven post—but I think it is a good reminder for anyone having sex out there. STI’s happen. Take care of them. Notify your partner(s) when you can. It is part of having bareback sex. Actually, even condomed sex—I got gono from a blow job before the condom went on back in the 1990’s. So, there’s the public health announcement for today. I have written about all this before—and perhaps more eloquently in 2017. I will include a link to The Un-sexy Post: From My Side of the Sling: The Un-sexy Post (felchingpisser.blogspot.com) March 21, 2017 The original is here: From My Side of the Sling: Back to Reality (felchingpisser.blogspot.com) May 14, 2023

After the military I got out and went back to school. A graduate student wooed me and I had my first bf. One night, without asking he penetrated me without wearing a condom. It freaked me out, but I never forgot how it felt. At th end of the school year we went our own ways. I had a few different boyfriends, gradually preferring bareback more and more until 2010 when I began dating a guy I was with for 10 years. During that time I ran two marathons, took the stage as a bodybuilder, traveled to 5 of 7 continents, 7 different countries and 3 cruises. And plenty of raw sex.