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Click here to see original post on Diary of an Athens, Georgia HIV+ Guy... Welcome to my new blog where I will attempt to put into writing my sexual life experiences from early childhood until the present time. Let me first confess that English was definitely not my favorite subject while in school so if you see glaring grammatical errors or mistakes that drive you absolutely nuts, by all means let me know and I will try and correct them as I go through this journey. I mentioned to my "Twitter" followers that my first post would be named "The Shower Pole" and many of you got all excited and sent me direct messages indicating you were eagerly looking forward to my diary. Please keep in mind that the purpose of this blog is not to brag, condone or otherwise promote any specific act, specifically child molestion in any shape or form. It just so happens I will attempt to document my earliest recognition of being sexual. The purpose for the blog is to share a bit of my life experiences and possibly explain how I came to be the person I am today, an HIV+ person living in Athens, Georgia. These posts will not all be sexual in nature so I hope you judge the blog for what it is meant to be--simply an online journal I will try to be as anonymous as possible in my writings but if you feel the need to guess or question who I am, I will not deny. The look of the blog will change as I become more familar with this whole process and the tools available. One thing I definitely want to give you guys are some hot photos that I find appealing and hopefully you will too . I have out of state guests coming to town at the end of this week but promise to try and get the first real post completed as soon as I can do so. Yes, it will be called, "The Shower Pole". On a final note, please feel free to share my blog with your friends. If you'd like to follow me on Twitter I am @athensgapoz. I also have created several lists with the list feature in Twitter. If you follow and want to be a part of any of them, direct message me and let me know which lists you would like to be on. Lists are a great way to make following certain people easier. It also makes it easier to connect with like minded individuals or organize your followers based on location, etc. The options and possibilities are endless. My current lists: Athens-Ga Atlanta-area hivpoz barebackers jockstrap For the record I am an HIV+ GWM living in Athens, Georgia. More...

Click here to see original post on Diary of an Athens, Georgia HIV+ Guy... If you lived long enough, you have probably heard the age old debate on whether "being gay" is a result of nature versus nurture. I guess there are lots of arguments to support either side of the debate based on your own personal feelings and belief. As for me, I can honestly say, that I believe me "being gay" was 100% nature--having been born gay. My earliest remembrance of "being gay" or knowing and feeling I was different happened for me somewhere around the age of five. Of course, I had no clue until I was a little older and began to recollect what certain instances in my life meant to me. My family was on a trip to the Great Smoky Mountains in North Carolina . I cannot pinpoint my exact age or anything but I do know it was before my younger brother was born in 1969 with me being born at the end of 1963. My dad, mom, older sister (born 1961) and my uncle (my dad's brother) were on the trip. I remember much of the trip, especially the scenic vistas of the Great Mountains, a visit to a theme type park named, Santa'sLand, and wading on the rocks in an icy cold mountain stream. I also remember being extremely afraid in Cherokee, NC when we ran into some Cherokee Indians (Native Americans). This was a trip that a young lad of my age would not soon forget. Indians, Santa and being terrified to look off scenic mount sides. I guess the place we camped was part of the National Park. To say the least we were not 100% rustic camping. While we did sleep in tents, have a camp fire and tell ghost stories the campgrounds also had nice facilities. Looking back on these early childhood memories brings me to my earliest recollection of being aroused or realizing there was something about men, cock and nudity that made me different. Again, I only came to this realization much, much later in my teen years. My dad and his brother (my only uncle) headed to the facilities to take a shower. From what I recall the shower area consisted of two open community showers with shower poles in the center with four or five shower heads around the pole. Further out from the poles, which were in the center of this huge area were a series of concrete benches where you could lay your clothes or other belongings while showering. I specifically remember being nervous about getting naked and the thought of just standing in the middle of a room in full view, even though there was no one else around. This of course would be no problem now days and I would actually thrive on such activity (more on this topic when I write about my college years, hehe). My dad undressed me while my uncle was undressing and then undressed himself. There we were two grown men and a young buck completely naked in a shower in the middle of a room in which anyone else could have come in. Let me be clear, there was nothing sexual at all about us showering together. (In my teen years there was some sexual activity with my uncle, which I instigated but I will leave that until later). My dad bathed me, washing my hair and soaping me up with a wash cloth. After I was rinsed and just standing and playing in the water he bathed. I distinctly recall my dad and uncle's hairy bodies with soap in their fur and water running over them. Once everyone was rinsed we dried off and my dad dressed me in my pajamas. At the time this had no meaning to me or my life but would soon realize that I was different. More...

Click here to see original post on Diary of an Athens, Georgia HIV+ Guy... As a young boy growing up in a neighborhood with lots of other children, there were always plenty of opportunities for my buddies and I to live up to the saying, "boys will be boys". Back then we didn't have access to the internet and the wide variety of videos games and consoles that are available today. Most of our spare time was spent outside riding bikes, playing in the neighborhood and being active. I am sure there was meanness back then but we were not so inundated with constant news stories of missing children or kidnappings like today. My first experience with sex was with a buddy of mine. We rode our bikes out into some woods located near our house. We called these woods, "the pulpwood trail" as there was lots of land and lots of trees and areas where the trees had been cut for pulp wood. It was a great place to ride and offered lots of opportunities for adventure. For example, if you rode deep enough into the woods you could reach some railroad tracks that were used for freight trains only. There also was a lake or large pond that we called the "hidden lake" back there. One place back near the tracks had been used by dirt bike riders since there was a series of hills. For us they were great since we could ride back there, look at dirty magazines swiped from our dads stash and smoke Marlboro Reds. I am not sure who had the idea but I do specifically recall sucking my first dick back then. We had ridden our bikes into the woods and near the hills where we stripped our shorts and t-shirts off and decided to ride in the nude. What were we thinking? To think about riding a bicycle now in the nude sounds painful. We stopped in the hills and we sucked each others dicks. Neither of us had hair so this was definitely prepubescent play. Littler did I know then I would grow up to be the cock sucking slut that I am today. More...

Click here to see original post on Diary of an Athens, Georgia HIV+ Guy... This post is a real story and something I have struggled with for some time. I always knew I had a thing for guys from the earliest I can remember. Me and my buddies would ride our bikes in the woods, strip, ride nude, jack off and suck dick. I assumed this was normal behavior for most boys growing up and experimenting. What I am not so sure was normal was the stuff that happened with my younger brother. We shared a room growing up. I am six years older than him and instigated the initial contact. I have been reluctant to ever discuss this openly for fear of being found out. I cannot pinpoint when exactly this began but know it happened all the way until I left home for college and then some since it happened when I would come home for holidays. I was probably around the age of 13 and he was around 7. We slept in separate beds normally just in our underwear and a t-shirt. I would wait until he was asleep and then I would get up and pinch his dick through his underwear. His cock would get fully erect. He would always wake up and we would suck dick. I was just getting pubic hair and he of course had none. This was strictly a night time activity and we never discussed this in the daytime. As I stated, our play continued up until I left home for college. Progressively getting more intense. Generally, he would fuck me and/or I would suck him off. He did let me try and fuck him once but I guess I went to quickly since he almost jumped out of his skin--and that was the end of me fucking him. I have felt so much guilt and shame about this over the years even though we have never discussed it. My brother has struggled with alcohol and drugs most of his adult life and I feel directly responsible. He is now doing well thankfully. More...

Click here to see original post on Diary of an Athens, Georgia HIV+ Guy... Thanks guys for all the support of my blog. I have never been much of a writer but so far am finding this fun. When I first started the blog, my idea was to start with my earliest sexual experiences and then gradually work my way to current time but have since decided that I think I will simply write about tales (and tails, hehe) at random. This lends itself to being an easier task as I will just attempt to put into writing what is on my sexual mind at the time of the post. Some tales will be from the past at an earlier age while others will be more current. I will try to remember to give you an idea of the time frame. I think this might work better since things pop in and our of my head from time to time. Tonight's tale is a more recent one (within the last year). I confess I become really excited by random and anonymous sexual encounters. This is nothing really new since I definitely spent time growing up visiting local parks and t-rooms (for you younger bucks, a t-room is a restroom used for anonymous sex and cruising. I met a guy on-line and we decided to arrange a totally anonymous sex scene. The idea was that I would leave my front door unlocked and then lie down on my bed and pretend to be asleep. He would arrive, undress in the hallway and then come into the room where we would engage in sex. He might rub my face with his cock or play with my hole with a dildo and/or then fuck me. He was a really hot fuck! He was HIV+ as I am and introduced me to poppers. We fucked like this for almost a year until he moved. I was hooked on the scene though and even wanted to take it further. I wanted to have sex without seeing photos or really knowing anything about the guy. The scene would start with the unlocked door though. To start my fantasy, I purchased a "black hood" from my favorite sex shop site, Fort Troff.The hood covers the entire head and eyes but has a hole for sucking cock. I posted a note on Craigslist M4M for Athens, GA.I was very explicit with what I was wanting. A completely anonymous encounter without trading stats, photos or anything. It was not long before I had a several hits. The one that stood out to me though was from a guy who indicated this was a perfect scene for him since he had a girlfriend but had always been curious. I proceeded to give my address to him along with my cell number with instructions for him to text me when he arrived so we could make sure I had the hood on, the lights out and completely ready for him. Within 15 minutes he sent a text and told me he was in my subdivision and for me to get ready. I must confess that I did not disclose my HIV status since he had already asked me if I had rubbers and lube. I realize this probably is wrong but it is what it is and how we proceeded. When the door opened a sudden rush of excitement swept over my entire body. I was already lubed and ready in the doggie style position on my bed. He entered the room and came up behind me. I reached behind and handed him a condom. He rubbed his semi hard cock on my ass cheeks and slowly slapped it getting it rock hard. Next I heard the condom package open and in a second he was slowly sliding in my warm hole. It took a few minutes until he worked it completely inside me and got comfortable. To my surprise he started talking dirty and asking me if I liked his cock. Are you kidding me? Even though it would have felt better bareback, I was completely in ecstasy taking the cock of a completely anonymous stranger. He fucked me a good bit and then slowed down so he would not rush to cum. I did tell him to be sure to leave the cum filled condom on the nightstand when he left since I wanted to either drink his cum out or put it on my cock and jack off with it. He seemed really turned on by the thought of me doing just that and began to really fuck me hard until he was panting really fast and blowing his cum into the rubber. He took the rubber off, pulled his pants up and left really quick almost like he was embarrassed. I sure wasn't, I was in heaven. After I heard him drive off, I took the hood off and placed the rubber on my hard cock and had a good jack off session thinking about what had just happened. Since our first encounter we have met up around 7 times. He will normally text me when he is up for it. More...

Click here to see original post on Diary of an Athens, Georgia HIV+ Guy... I hope everyone had a great Thanksgiving Holiday! My plans did not pan out exactly as planned but overall still had fun. My original plans were to visit relatives on Wed and Thur for Thanksgiving and then head to Atlanta to be a hotel cum slut for Friday night and then to attend the annual UGA-GA Tech game on Saturday night. As it turns out I was unable to get away from family until Saturday morning so I had to come up with a new plan for Saturday night. I spent most of the day tailgating Saturday in Atlanta and watching lots of hunky guys for the game. It was a great Victory for the UGA Bulldogs and we surprised everyone and upset the #7 Georgia Tech "Nerds"....I mean "Yellow Jackets" by a final score of 30-24. Order has been restored for another year for state bragging rights! After the game, I rode Marta back to my car and then decided to head down to Flex , the gay bath house in downtown Atlanta.It was already late by the time I arrived but there seemed to be a good crowd. I checked in and got room #4 which really was not the best location but not too bad. Once I undressed, I lubed my hole up with some Wet Platinum, opened the door and then got up on all fours with my butt facing the door. I have discovered that if you do not leave the door open wide it seems to attract more attention. While in position, I could look a little under myself to see if and when someone stopped and peeked in to see who was in the room and what was happening. It didn't take long before the hot black guy came by, opened the door, came in and shut it behind him. It was real dark in the room since I had turned the light completely off and did not have the "porn" tv playing. There was just enough light though from the room next door since the room walls do not go all the way to the ceiling. The guy took his towel off and stood up next to my side where I proceed to suck his cock. It was nice. It was probably around 7.5 inches and was a nice thickness. I was glad it was not overly thick since sometimes the first fuck can be a little difficult until the hole gets warmed up and well lubed deep. I continued to suck him and play with his nipples until he pulled my lubed ass around to slide deep inside my hole. He was a great fuck and seemed to be enjoying my ass since he would fuck me hard for a bit and then slow down with some long slow strokes inside. Before I knew it I was almost on my stomach lying on my pillow with my butt elevated and he was nailing me good until he shot a hot load of cum deep inside my hole. When he left, I decided to sit up a bit and check out the guys as they walked around the hallways to see if I could spot a target for my next load. I sniffed some poppers and stoked my cock as guys slowly walked past peering into the room. A couple of different guys stopped in and stroked a bit or let me suck their cock some. A lot of guys hold out from cumming as they like to edge it out and enjoy a long night of anonymous sex before finally blowing their wads. It was not long before I spotted the next guy I wanted. He was probably about 6'2" tall, nice lean and toned body and was walking the halls in nothing but his jockstrap. Seeing him in in strap really got me excited since I have a huge fetish for jockstraps and other guys who wear them. He circled several times but really never showed any or much interest other than watching me a bit to see what I was doing. I decided that if I was going to catch him, I might have to be bold and quite possibly even kinky. If you have read my tweets or communicated with me via email you probably know that I have lots of interests. On rare occasion, I have drunk from the tap. In order for me to stoop to this kink though I have to be really turned on by the guys looks and in a funky mood. My throat was a little hoarse from yelling so much at the game so I decided the next time he walked past, I would ask him if he had to piss. As I saw him approaching, I asked him but he kept going. I was not sure if he was turned off by my question or did not really understand what I asked. He came back around again, so I asked again. He stopped for a minute and asked, what?. I repeated the question again, Do you have to Piss?. He answered possibly, and asked, Why? I told him I was thinking about drinking from the tap. Without a word he came in the room and shut the door behind him. I told him I liked his jockstrap and he pulled his semi hard cock from the side of his pouch. I went down and simply put the head in my mouth without any kind of sucking action since I knew if he got hard I probably would not get to taste. He said he was not sure if he would be able to but that he would try. After a few seconds I felt the gush of his warm piss filling my throat. I quickly started swallowing. Fortunately, I think he had been out and probably had a few drinks and was well hydrated. I have found it to be easier to swallow if it is not real strong. I was also lucky that it wasn't too much piss for me to handle. His warm body fluid soothed my sore throat. When he was finishing up he started getting harder and harder and I started sucking. I sucked him a but until he was real hard. He had an average cock of around 6.5 inches but was perfect. I sucked him and sucked him and finally got up on all fours so he knew I wanted him inside me. There were condoms on the bedside stand and I did not disclose my status nor ask his. In this situation of anonymous sex if a guy is willing to bareback I assume he knows the risks. He slid his hard cock in my hole and fucked me good. It wasn't long before he began to moan and it was apparent he was getting close to cumming. I turned around and told him to milk his cock in my cum filled hole. With a couple of more thrusts he was cumming and giving me the load I so needed. He pulled out, wiped his cock with his towel and poked it back in his jockstrap. By this time it was already approaching 3 and I still had an hour or so drive home so I jerked off, shot my load, got dressed and left. It was a great day to be a DAWG and get what I needed. More...

Click here to see original post on Diary of an Athens, Georgia HIV+ Guy... Thanks to those who participated in the poll on my blog, "What age were you for your earliest recollection to knowing you were gay?". The results are in and the 37 voters were distributed as follows: 0-5 years 7 votes 19% 6-15 years 24 votes 65% 16-25 years 6 votes 16% What me gay? 0 votes 0% I would be interested to know what ideas you have for the next poll. Feel free to post comments. More...

Click here to see original post on Diary of an Athens, Georgia HIV+ Guy... As an HIV+ man, one of the questions I am asked most frequently is, "Do You Know Who Infected You? In all honesty, I do not know one hundred percent sure when I was infected or who infected me although I do have a strong idea. I will say that I was diagnosed in 1993 but it is possible I was infected a little sooner. Athens, Georgia, like most other towns has a place where guys looking for sex with other guys go to meet. Of course with the Internet now, these places seem to be harder to find today. In Athens, one such location has always been "Ben Burton Park". When I arrived in Athens in the early 1980s it was notorious for quick anonymous sex. Ben Burton was a great place, situated near the Oconee River with trails and lots of wooded areas. The park has since been cleaned up and is more readily patrolled by undercover cops now days. I had connected with a group of local guys who often found ourselves not only looking for sex but also friendship. On warm summer days I liked to wear skimpy jogging shorts and a t-shirt and sometimes strip down back in the woods and walk the trails nude except my shoes. This one particular day I found myself deep in the woods and enjoying the sunshine and breeze on my nude body when I looked up and saw another guy jerking off half way hidden behind some bushes off the main trail. He was a tall guy, probably around 6'2", slender build, smooth chest (his shirt was off) and dark hair. He had his hard cock out the front of his shorts. It was a good 8.5 - 9" in length. It wasn't that thick but it was a beautiful cock. My cock immediately sprung to life at the site of him stroking. I grabbed my cock and walked towards him. Not saying a word, I approached then went to my knees and began to suck his stiff cock. I looked up in his eyes as he continued to feed me. I told him, "I want your cock in my hole". He said, "Bend Over". I wasn't sure if I could easily stand there and take his cock so I told him to follow me that I knew a better place not far away. There was a huge rock near the trail a bit further down. He followed me. When we arrived at the rock, I went back to my knees and sucked him some more. I wasn't expecting to be fucked but knew I sure wanted it. After his cock was good and lubed with my spit, I bent over the rock. He came up behind me and slowly slid the head of his cock in my hole. At first I tightened up and got nervous about the size of his cock so I turned around and wet it real good again before turning back around and fully submitting to him. This time his cock slowly slide further in. He spit down on his cock and began a rhythm that felt so good. I knew I should always be having safe sex but to be honest I have always preferred it bareback. There is just something about the warmth of a fleshy cock inside a hole. My cock was throbbing as cum began to drip out of the head without me even touching it. It wasn't long before he said, "I am going to cum". He thrust harder and began to groan as he released his how sperm in my hungry hole. I was in pure ecstasy. He slowly slid his cock out of my ass, pulled up his pants and walked off. I stood there for a few more minutes catching my breath and thinking about the hot cock and load that was now in my hole. I put my shorts on and walked back to my car in the parking lot. When I got back he was still sitting in his car which was great since I now knew what he drove. The only thoughts in my mind was hoping to see the car and my hot fuck again. The next day, I returned to the park and was talking to one of the buddies I had met in the park and had become friends. We would share information about tricks, cars, and our antics. When I told him about the guy and the car he drove, my friend said, "You do know he is HIV+ don't you?". I told him, "No, I was not aware of that fact". For a moment I got real nervous but then decided "What the Fuck", I knew I had to have his cock in me. My friend also told me that he had a brother who came to the park and was also HIV+. As it turns out, I had been fucked by his brother too in the past and on several occasions. I was completely stunned and frightened at the same time. I generally had not asked people if they were negative but went on whether the person "looked clean". My hormones always seemed to get the best of me. I had practiced safe sex on occasion, generally when the guy chose to act safely. I knew better but just was never able to control myself. Sex with rubbers always felt so clinical. I always wanted to feel the warmth of the cock and the experience of the guy releasing his sperm in me. I lived the next three or four weeks wondering if I had become infected or not, although it did not consume me. I had unconsciously came to the conclusion that if I was going to die from sex it was going to be sex that I enjoyed. About a month and a half after he fucked me I decided to go get tested at the local health department. The two weeks waiting for the results were the longest in my life. I think I experienced every emotion possible. When I went for the results, the test confirmed I was HIV+. My heart suck to the floor in disbelief although I suspected I would be charged--not only because of this encounter but my risky past. More...

Click here to see original post on Diary of an Athens, Georgia HIV+ Guy... This is a story from my college days as a student at The University of Georgia. I attended the University from 1983-1986, having transferred from a smaller two year school. Back in the early to mid eighties, I think cruising for sex was different from now days. Don't say it, I know I am an old geezer now of 45 but back then one met guys in parks, active rest rooms and such. The University had several notorious locations where guys would cruise for a quick blow job or quick jerk off release with a buddy. One of my favorite hangouts was the old "Stegeman Gym". You could always find action when you needed it there. The locker room had community showers, a steam room and two separate dressing rooms primarily used by Faculty and Staff. There was also a separate dressing room used by the University Swim team. Most of the guys who were looking for action hung out in the wet area adjacent to the steam room. It was not unusual to find a group of guys playing with themselves in these areas. One guy who caught my attention from time to time was a good looking blond guy, who stood around 6'3" tall and had a slender and toned body. Whenever he would come in the locker room, he was the guy that everyone tried to make a connection. I had seen him numerous times and he had never really given me the time of day. A friend and I had discovered that he was a UGA Varsity Cheerleader. We had seen him enough coming and going from the gym and such and the car he was driving. It had a Maryland license plate and we often joked about "Mrs. Maryland". It really was just a term of endearment since he really was not fem or anything but rather a masculine, good looking guy with a big cock that stood out probably around 5" or so while soft. I never really tried hard to connect with him since all the other guys were always after him, which was entertaining in and of itself. I felt he mostly liked to put on a show anyway and liked to be watched. One afternoon, I happened to be checking out another bath room on campus in the basement of Caldwell Hall, that had a glory hole between the only two stalls. I was in the stall next to the wall when this guy comes in with a gym bag and sits it on the floor. I tried to get a look at him to see if I could tell if I knew him or had seen him before but every time I would peek through the hole he would sit back and try to ensure I could not see his face. It was not long though before I had convinced him to slide his cock through the hole to allow me to suck it for him. It was a really nice cock and grew to around 7" or so in my mouth. After several interruptions, I whispered through the hole to go over to the next building, Brooks Hall (School of Business) to the bottom floor since there was a safer bath room. It had about seven stalls and also had double doors coming in so we could hear more easily if some one came in on us. I waited for a few minutes to give him time to get out and over into the building so he would not feel awkward. I entered the bath room and got in the stall next to him. There were no glory holes so he squatted on the floor and slid his hips and hard cock underneath for my wet mouth to continue sucking him. After a few minutes, he stood up and I thought I had lost him. Instead he opened the stall door and peered in my stall through the crack. I quickly stood up and opened my door. To by surprise it was "Mrs. Maryland". I was in utter shock since I never dreamed I would be able to get it on with him. He dropped his gym shorts around his ankles and I quickly squatted down and sucked his hard throbbing cock. It was not long before it started to gush down my throat. He thrusts his hips and cock into my mouth until I swallowed every drop of his sweet cum. He pulled up his shorts, said "thanks" and went on his way. I closed my stall door and sat down on the toilet and jerked off thinking about what had just happened. Nothing changed when we saw each other next time at Stegeman gym. He would undress and walk around the showers and steam room with his towel and occasionally flash for guys to see. Over the course of the next year or so, I ended up sucking him three or four more times. I always enjoyed sucking his cock. Stegeman gym is now gone but working on campus at UGA now and being in the area often brings back fond memories of the gym and especially, my UGA Cheerleader. More...

Click here to see original post on Diary of an Athens, Georgia HIV+ Guy... Thanks to those who participated in the poll on my blog, "Which brand of jock strap to you think is best". The results are in and the 22 voters were distributed as follows: Bike 12 votes 55% Champion 0 votes 0% Duke 1 vote 4% Safe-T-Gard 1 vote 4% Under Armour 8 votes 37% Feel free to post comments. More...

Click here to see original post on Diary of an Athens, Georgia HIV+ Guy... As I alluded to in my very first post on this blog, The Shower Pole, I have had some experience with my uncle.Looking back on the situation now, I wish more had occurred but here are the details. I guess this all started somewhere during puberty. I do know I was just getting hair on my cock at the time. My dad's brother has lived with his parent's his whole life. He suffered from Epilepsy and all his life had suffered from seizures. While I know people with Epilepsy can lead very normal lives my grandmother (who is 91 now) had always been overly protected of my uncle and actually never left home, married or anything. He is 23 years older than I am so I guess at the time of these encounters if I was around 13 he was around 33. I would go to visit my dad's parents a lot when I was younger. When I would visit I would always sleep with my uncle. He was an extremely hairy man of around 6' tall and real husky. I remember when we would get ready for bed. He would strip down to his boxer shorts and I would strip down to my white briefs. I was fascinated by all of his hair. As he would undress, I would always try and catch a glimpse of his cock and of his extremely hairy bush. We'd crawl in bed and under the covers. We really never talked or anything other than he would occasionally say, "boy doesn't this bed feel good". Funny, how certain phrases and stuff seem to stick with you. I would agree and then he'd roll over and head off to sleep. I'd lie there though and fantasize about being in bed with him and wonder what was inside his boxers. I'd wait until I thought he was sound asleep and then I would roll over facing his back and gently take my hand and arm and reach over him and try and find the slit in his boxer shorts. If he stirred any at all, I would just roll over and wait a little longer. It was not long before I was feeling around in his boxers and find my hand in his hairy pubes. I would find his cock and try and feel it to see how it measured up and such. I would gently grab it and squeeze ever so slightly to examine it's thickness and length. It really was not long from what I could tell but was extremely fat. I would eventually roll over and go to sleep. Over time, I guess I got braver and braver as I would squeeze it until it began to get erect in my hand. He would roll over on his back and I never would withdraw my hand. Without any words being exchanged, I would find myself jacking my uncle off. Even when fully erect he was not long but the girth on his cock truly amazed me. It was clearly as thick as a coke can. Of course, I knew he was wide awake but since he never stopped me, I continued to play and masturbate his cock. As he would get close to blowing his load, he would reach over into the night stand next to his bed and pull out a rolled up pair of athletic socks. The only words ever spoken would be an occasional, "boy if you don't stop you are going to make that thing spit". Rather than stop, I would stroke harder in anticipation and having his blow his hot load of spunk. After he blew, he would take the pair of socks and clean himself up. Roll over and then go back to sleep. This night time activity would occur every time I visited for the night. It was always the same. Occasionally, he would play with my boy cock some but I would never cum. The next day though, I would make a point to go find the pair of socks, head to the bath room and shoot my cum in the sock with his. I guess this activity continued until I was around 16 or so. I regret now looking back on the situation that I did not do more. If I only knew then what I know now, I would have definitely sucked his cock and climbed on top of him to ride it cowboy style. As with the sex with my brother, this was a night time activity and we never discussed it outside of the bedroom or during the daytime. More...

Click here to see original post on Diary of an Athens, Georgia HIV+ Guy... Thanks to those who participated in the blog poll, "Where is the last place you had sex in public?". The results are in and the 70 votes were distributed as follows: Park 11 15% Hotel/Motel T-Room 6 8% Campus T-Room 3 4% Airport bathroom 0 0% Bookstore 8 11% Gas Station 1 1% Rest Area 9 12% Bar 8 11% Retail Store T-Room 2 2% Sex Club 19 27% I don't have sex in public 3 4% Feel free to comment. More...

Click here to see original post on Diary of an Athens, Georgia HIV+ Guy... Things are slow this week at work (University of Georgia) since students have already finished finals and left for the holidays. Since it was so slow, I decided to let my group leave early this afternoon, for Christmas shopping or whatever else they needed to do. I had other things on my mind though. I have been horny all week but not had much time to play, other than some phone jerking with a few buddies. I posted an advertisement on Craigslist with the subject "Mobile Cock Sucker". Basically, I was cock hungry and needed to be fed. In the ad, I stated, I was only interested in sucking cock and swallowing a cum load. I was not interested in a lot of email exchanges about stats or photo swaps. I actually prefer more anonymous and random hook ups anyway--the way it used to be when you had to cruise local parks or t-rooms for guys looking for quick relief. It was not long before, I got a response to my ad. The guy told me where he was located. Turned out he was quite near campus so it was definitely convenient. I showed up, he opened the door and let me in. I sat on the sofa while he kicked off his flip flops and lounge pants to reveal his semi-erect cock. It was nice and clean and it appeared he had shaved some of his pubic area recently. No words were spoken, other than I asked him "are you going to feed me some cock?" to which he replied, "you bet". He was an attractive guy, probably mid 30s with dark brown hair and an average looking body. He stood in front of me and I quickly started sucking his cock to the back of my throat. I could tell he really liked it deep, so I obliged by slowly sucking the entire cock in until my lips touched the base of his freshly shaven cock. His balls were extremely tight, so I caressed them and took turns sucking down the shaft and slurping first one nut in my mouth, followed by the other. I could tell he was really enjoying the service I was providing for him. He decided to lay down on his back on the sofa. As he was lying down, I asked him, "Can I take a photo of your cock with my phone?". He got really nervous and asked, "Why?". I replied, "you have a nice look cock and I like pornography". I assured him, it would only be his cock and his face would not show. Since he did not object, I snapped this photograph. I squatted on the floor beside him where I could work his cock and stretch and play with his nuts. Every now and then he would place his hand on the back of my head and indicate for me to go real deep. I had found his hot spot. Going deep and caressing his nut sack. It was not long before he began to moan and state, "I am going to cum!". I continued to suck his cock until my mouth filled up with a hot load of sperm. I swallowed all of it. When I took my mouth off of his cock, another few drops oozed out of the tip. I quickly licked up the remaining spunk, stood up and left. I do have his email address now, so hopefully, I can email him again and provide service for him. More...

Click here to see original post on Diary of an Athens, Georgia HIV+ Guy... Thank you all for the encouragement you have given me for my blog. I feel like I have a good start having on started the blog in early November. My goal is to have 20 followers of the blog by the end of the year! I only need four more to make that goal. You guys are awesome! I wish you all the very best of a Merry Christmas & Happy Holidays; however you celebrate, be careful, safe journeys and look forward to entertaining more in the very near future. More...

Click here to see original post on Diary of an Athens, Georgia HIV+ Guy... Thanks to those who participated in the poll on my blog, "Bareback Sex Views". The results are in and the 57 voters were distributed as follows: Under no circumstances 5 votes 9% Regardless of hiv status 31 votes 54% If partner has paper stating negative 6 votes 11% If partner says they are negative 15 votes 26% Feel free to post comments. More...

Click here to see original post on Diary of an Athens, Georgia HIV+ Guy... The votes are in with 91 votes cast. Seems a lot of guys are cut but wish they were not. Thanks for taking the time to vote! Cut 33 votes 36% Uncut 17 votes 19% Cut, but wish I wasn't 37 votes 41% Uncut, but wish I were 4 votes 4% More...

Click here to see original post on Diary of an Athens, Georgia HIV+ Guy... I grew up in a large family. My mom was one of five children and each of her siblings had three children each. My sister was the oldest grand child followed by my cousin, Lee and then myself. The rest of the grandchildren were younger than us so we were naturally a bit closer. Lee, is a year older than I am and I always looked up to him. We always lived in the same neighborhood so we spent lots of time together riding bikes, playing in the woods nearby and just hanging out. We were essentially like best friends. At school, he always looked out for me on the playground so it was much like having an older brother. I have already wrote about playing with my brother but I also instigated night time play with Lee. It really never rose to a major level but I was fascinated with knowing about his cock, sizing it up and touching it. On several occasions when we would spend the night with each other, I would wait until I thought he was asleep and then would pinch and rub his cock in his tight white briefs. His cock was always lying over to the left across his pubic region. This fascinated me to no end since I generally tucked my cock downwards in my undies. We never really did anything sexually other than feeling each other up and jacking off a bit. I don't actually recall us ever shooting our loads together though. It was purely curious type play with each other. One evening I asked him, "how do you get your dick to always point to the left?" I guess I was so naive since his cock had a natural curve to the left. All I know is that I wanted my cock to look and behave like his did in his undies. He replied, "I just always poke it in my underwear to the left." For the next week or so, I did everything I could to get my cock to curve to the left like my older cousin's cock. I packed a rolled up pair of socks under my boy cock to help keep it positioned correctly. I tried tape and anything you can imagine. It is funny to me now the things I did to be just like him. What about you guys? Have you ever had any similar experiences, fantasies or guys you idolized while learning about cock? Feel free to leave comments. More...

Click here to see original post on Diary of an Athens, Georgia HIV+ Guy... Every now and then I get a wild hair and head over to Atlanta for some HOT, anonymous hotel sex. I like to get a room and then advertise on Atlanta's Craigslist M4M and Manhunt for some hot bareback sex. Sometimes I list in my advertisements that I am hiv positive and other times I leave it up for the guys to ask or choose whether to bareback fuck me or not. Generally, the advertisements are worded in such a way that I figure most of the guys who will show up are positive themselves or don't care about status. Once I get settled in, I get naked, lube my hole up some, crack the door and start placing my ads for anonymous walk in visitors. One of my first times doing this I got am almost immediate response from a guy named, Blake. He indicated that he would love to stop over after he got off of work. I told him the room number and continued my hunt. On my manhunt profile, I placed the hotel name, location and room number and indicated the door was cracked for guests. It was not long before a guy showed up ready to fuck my hole. When the door cracked, I immediately got up on all fours with my butt on the edge of the bed. I started hitting my poppers while he got undressed and started playing with my butt and talking dirty. I handed him the poppers where he could take a couple of big hits and his cock immediately sprung to a full erection. He was probably around 6.5 inches long with a nice thickness. He started plugging it towards my hungry hole. He asked me, "Do you want this cock in your hole?" Without hesitation, I replied, "yes sir, fuck my hole." I took another hit of poppers as he slid the entire length of his cock deep inside me. He fucked me real hard and then would slow down until he almost stopped just letting his cock pulsate in my ass before he would lunge inside me again. The whole time, he was talking nasty. He took the poppers, inhaled deeply and groaned as a thrusts his hard cock in me until he blew his hot cum inside. After a second, he slide his cock slowly out. As the head popped out of my hole, one final drop of cum spewed on my butt hole. I thanked him, he got dressed and went on his way. It wasn't long before the door opened again. This tall guy, probably around 6'2", 190 lbs with brown hair entered the room and said, "I'm Blake, I emailed you earlier." I said, "cool" and got back on my hands and knees. He asked, "Did you get any loads in your hole yet?". I replied, "I just got fucked by a guy who show his load in my hole." Without a word, he immediately got down on his knees on the floor next to the bed and stuck his face deep in the crack of my ass. His tongue started lapping at the hole as he tried to feed on the other guy's cum load. I took a hit of poppers and handed him the bottle. He took a couple of hits and continued to eat my wet hole. I turned around to watch as he continue to bury his face in my crack. I whispered, "kiss me." He stood up and we started kissing. We took turns sticking our tongue down each others throat. When he stood up, I saw he was sporting a nice cock, probably around 7" in length. I told him, "I want you inside me." He took the poppers, took a hit and proceeded to push his cock in my rectum. After he was fucking me awhile, I turned around and asked, "do you have a poz load for me?" He replied, "yup." As soon as he indicated he was poz too, I started begging for his "aids infected cock in my hole." I could tell that my dirty talk turned him on. As he continued to fuck me deep, I said, "milk your poz load in my hole." He was so turned on. Before I knew it, he was back on his knees and eating my hole again. Finally he stood up, plugged his cock back in my gaping hole and started pounding my ass deeper and harder. I knew he was getting ready to blow his hot spunk inside me. As he continued to thrust, once again, I said, "shoot your infected load in my hole buddy." Before I could get the last phrase out of my mouth he was moaning with ultimate pleasure as he dumped his sperm inside me. I laid down on the bed and he collapsed on top of me. After a second, he got up and started getting dressed. I told him that I though he was hot as hell and if it would be okay if I emailed him the next time I came over to Atlanta. He said, "Sure, I enjoyed it." To date, I have hooked up with Blake about four more times. I have fucked him once but generally he is the one who does the fucking. The second time, he initiated the "aids/hiv" talk. I am not sure what it was but for some reason the process of sharing our DNA and talking about it was incredibly HOT! (Note: Embedded photos are not of me or Blake, although next trip I may see if he is willing to take some photos of his cock in my hole) More...

Click here to see original post on Diary of an Athens, Georgia HIV+ Guy... How often do you use toys during sex? Always 1 (1%) Almost always 7 (10%) Sometimes 19 (27%) Rarely 27 (39%) Never 15 (21%) More...

Click here to see original post on Diary of an Athens, Georgia HIV+ Guy... If you are a gay man with an active sex life, more than likely you have heard of the notorious Parliament House, gay resort in Orlando Florida. I have actually never been to the resort in Orlando but was overly excited around 1999 when I heard that a similar place Parliament Resort had opened in Augusta, Georgia. It was hard for me to imagine that in the Heart of Dixie and in the Bible Belt nonetheless that such a place could open, much less still be thriving in 2010. It did not take long after I heard about it that I planned my first trip down to scope it out. I have to admit I was extremely nervous about going yet overly excited at the same time. When I arrived I was greeted by one of the owners who was amazingly friendly not to mention extremely cute! Get that out of your minds guys, no I did not have sex with the owner. He was extremely professional and accommodating in welcoming me and explaining the facility amenities. Once you check in, you drive into the facility (it is gated) which basically is an old style hotel that had been cleaned up, painted, etc.. There was a pool, a hot tub, a tower and a maze. The tower and maze are the primary place space areas outside of your own private rooms, although the hot tub did get a little frisky. At the time of my first visit there were a couple of other rooms near the hot tub that had mattresses in various areas as well as a sling in one of the areas. Something about the sling intrigued me. I had seen them in porno flicks, magazine spreads, etc. but never experienced them first hand. Whatever it was, I knew I had to get in it and give it a try. I was unsure as to what the proper etiquette was in regards to the sling--whether you met someone and then went to it to be fucked or whether you just got in it and hoped a top came along. I was wearing a pair of nylon gym shorts and a simple t-shirt. I was also carrying a small bottle of Wet Lube as well as before I left my room I had lubed up my hole a small bit. It was still early on a Friday afternoon and there really were not a lot of people cruising around. At any rate, it did not take me long before I shed my shorts and t-shirt and climbed up in the leather sling. I was instantly hooked. The feel of the cool leather sling against my back along with the smell and the thought of a hot top fucking my butt in it gave me an instant erection. I started playing with my cock some since I was so turned on. I placed my shorts beside me in the sling and the t-shirt over my face. Since I was a sling virgin, I figured if my face was covered it would save the embarrassment if someone showed up and saw me lying up in it with no top guy around. It was not long before I heard the door of the nearby room open. There was black plastic on the windows although the room was not pitch black since it was still bright daylight outside. I could hear foot steps nearing me. My heart began to race with excitement and nervousness at the same time. I still had my face covered but could feel someone's presence nearby. Someone was watching me lying naked up in the sling with my butt hoe fully exposed. The foot steps started again and after a minute or so (seemed like forever) I felt a warm hand touch my bottom. He used his fingers and started rubbing my lubed hole. He whispered, "you're ready, aren't you?" I took the t-shirt off my face and whispered back, "yeah, I want to get fucked." Although it was somewhat dark, I could tell the guy was probably around 6'3" tall, weighing about 200 lbs and had dark hair. He looked to be in his late 20s or early 30s. Like me he was wearing a pair of what looked like running shorts with no shirt. His chest was well defined and had some hair. His nipples looked to be about nickel sized and were erect. After playing with my hole a little longer, I handed him my bottle of lube. He pulled his shorts down to expose his already hard cock. The way I was positioned it was hard to tell exactly how hung he was or anything and just knew I wanted and needed him inside me. He flipped the lid on the bottle of wet and squeezed some onto his stiff cock as he poked the head towards my rosebud. I was afraid at first he might go to fast especially with me being in the sling and not knowing how the dynamics might work. I did not have to worry though as he was extremely gentle as he slowly worked the the head in my hole followed by little by little more cock until he was buried completely inside. Once inside he grabbed the chains on the sling and began to fuck his hard cock in and out of my hungry hole. I was in complete ecstasy! The sling would move with every thrust of his hips inside my guts. He would fuck a bit and then slow to a slight rocking pace until I could tell he would not be able to hold it much longer. A few more minutes and he started fucking me really hard. His thrusts became harder and faster until he moaned out as he spilled his spunk inside my hole. I could tell his legs were a bit weak from all the thrusting. He almost pulled out but then thrust it deep back inside to empty the last drops of his sperm inside my hole. Without a word, he pulled his cock out, pulled his gym shorts back up, said, "thanks" and hurriedly left the room. My cock was dripping from having him hit my prostrate as he was fucking me. I started jacking my cock as hard as I could stroke. It was not long before I was shooting my load on my hairy chest. After I caught my breath, I climbed out of the sling and went around the corner to the hot tub to relax. Since that very first fuck in the sling I have been hooked. Feel free to leave me comments. (photos: all from the internet) More...

Click here to see original post on Diary of an Athens, Georgia HIV+ Guy... Boxers 8 (12%) White Briefs 14 (22%) Colored Briefs 3 (4%) Boxer Briefs 18 (28%) Low Rise 4 (6%) Jockstrap 7 (11%) Thong 1 (1%) Nothing at all 8 (12%) Thanks for voting in the underwear poll. Looks like most of you prefer the boxer briefs and white briefs best. More...

Click here to see original post on Diary of an Athens, Georgia HIV+ Guy... I finally made it back over to Atlanta for a night of debauchery. It has been several months since I ventured over so I was indeed ready. Since my last trip over I have started this blog and began to use Twitter. I never thought I would be a person who got into the whole "Twitter" rage but I have found it to be a lot of fun. Who knew there were so many nice guys (and I assume girls, too, hehe) out there who enjoy following your actions and in my case antics. I have been chatting with an Atlanta follower for the last several weeks and have really enjoyed reading his blog, ATL Versa Bare, especially his latest entry about Group Fuck Many Loads but 1 Big Poz Load. According to his blog profile he is a 6'1" 30-something slut. Will Top but really wants to Bottom and take all loads both Poz and Neg. I emailed him and gave him my cell number so he could contact me if he wanted. We discussed creating some new blog material. He phoned early afternoon and told me he had to work until around 9:00 PM or so but would phone me when he got off so he could come breed my hole. I was excited at the thought of meeting him but felt the need to go ahead and start looking for anonymous no strings tops to warm my hole up. I updated my profile on Manhunt to include the hotel name and room number of where I was staying Red Roof Inn, Druid Hills Road. I indicated the door would be cracked for visitors to just come in. I also indicated that if others were there to join in or wait it out. I also posted an advertisement on Atlanta's Craigslist M4M to begin my adventure. Needless to say things got off to a slow start compared to some of my previous visits. For the night, I ended up taking 5 loads, 1 piss load in my hole, a load down my throat and had my nipples fully abusedby a dominant guy who wanted me to totally submit to him. As 9:00 PM approached, I was really unsure if ATL Versa Bare was going to come through or not. I figured with him having to work and all that things might not pan out. It was not long after 9:00PM that he phoned and told me he was on his way. I told him to phone me when he arrived so I could be on all fours when he came in the room. When he phoned and indicated he had arrived, my heart began racing with excitement and nervousness. I got on all fours and then the door opened. The room was mostly dark with the exception of the laptop playing a bareback porn flick but it was light enough to see that he was tall and extremely cute. I took a hit of my poppers and turned around to see as he unbuckled and pulled his pants and his white boxer briefs down to expose a beautiful cock. I knew I had to have my mouth on it so began to suck him a bit until his cock got rock hard. At the moment, I just blurted out, "do you have to piss?" to which he replied, "actually, I think I do". I am unsure what came over me since I have only rarely drunk from the tap. For me to do it, I have to really like the looks of the guy. Since I was unsure if I would be able to take it all, I asked him "if he wanted to go to the bath room", he said, "sure". I sat on the toilet and got ready but before he began to pee (since his cock was hard), I asked him, "or do you want to piss in my hole?". He said, "I could probably do that too." We went back to the bed and I got on all fours again. I had taken a quick shower before he got there to freshen up a bit so he lubed me hole up a bit and slid his cock up inside. I want go into all the specifics of his cock size or anything, out of fear of not being totally accurate, other than to say it was a very nice cock. I especially liked his big mushroom head. While he fucked me, I hit my poppers and we talked about fucking bareback and how this was the way sex was intended to be, skin to skin. He said, "oh yeah". I also mentioned if he wanted to create some blog material, he said, "sure". I grabbed the camera and placed it on the bed beside me and he flipped the light switch on. The fucking felt so great though he never stopped to actually take a photo of his cock in my hole. He was an excellent top, even though, I think he enjoys having his hole worked over too. He rubbed his warm hands over my back as he slowly fucked in my hole until he blew his hot load of sperm deep inside. He stayed there a second as his balls emptied the last drops and he pulled out. I grabbed the camera and asked him if I could at least go ahead and take a photo of his cock, to which he replied, "sure". Below are the two snap shots I took. We never actually got around to the "piss" thing but it didn't matter as I truly enjoyed meeting him and taking his cock. Since I did not get his piss, I placed another advertisement on "Craigs" and specifically stated, I wanted to take a piss load. It did not take long until I was fulfilled. If you enjoyed reading about ATL Versa Bare, be sure to let him know and follow his blog at ATL Versa Bare. More...

Click here to see Bareback Slut Sailor's original blog post... I am a slut. This is the way it is and I am sure it will never change. However I have a lot of fun doing it and some pretty cool hook ups take yesterday for example I met this guy on a4a and he tells me he want me to pound his ass and use him like a slut....well who know how to use a slut better than a slut so I invite him over he is kinda cute and under his pants he is wearing boyshorts and a thong (no idea why he is wearing so many damn clothes but whatever) so I get this bitch str8 to work sucking my cock and he is doing a decent job at it so I get the notion to put us on cam4 and let a few guys watch us this is such a turn on for me that I push this bitch on his stomach and start rubbing my bare cock against his hole I start to push my cock in his tight ass with no protest or ask of a condom which makes me even more happy so I go for it and start pushing my cock balls deep in his ass and this guy apparently cant take it from the sounds he was making and how bright red his face was (fyi i love white boys) so I ask if he is ok and wants me to slow down or stop he says he can take it so I continue and this bitch is getting louder and louder and the funny this is they could hear us on cam4 and I look over we are getting messages saying shut that whore up and he needs a dick in his mouth to shut him up and most of this shit is so funny I am giggling almost uncontrollably so I just start pounding the shit outta this guy and i shit you not he is crying i ask if he is ok a he just says dont stop so i dont I fuck the shit outta him more I fuck the louder he gets I am getting close to cum and I tell him but he doesnt say anything, sweet I am breeding this bitch and as soon as I get close to cumming I bottom out on his ass and I could swear the neighbors could hear him I thought it was hilarious personally. As he limped out everyone online was laughing and complementing me on a job well done not sure I will see him again but if I do he will be listed under Banshee Boi More...

Click here to see Bareback Slut Sailor's original blog post... Today on a4a I am talking to this guy who is pretty sexy. We are chatting and I talk him into coming to my apt to "hang out" and he agrees.....A few mins later he shows up and is just as sexy in person as he is on his pics and we walk into my room and I forget I am watching porn but he just gets comfortable and watches it with me (which is so hot) and I make the first move by taking my pants off so he can start blowing my dick and he is damn good at it and he starts pulling his pant off and fucking wow his dick is just as big as mine fuckin hot so I try my best to deep throat this big ass dick and I think I am doing fairly decent but now this guy wants my cock in his ass and he takes full control which is soo hot and he lubes my cock up with spit and starts sliding down on it( he didnt ask for a condom i sure as hell aint gonna mention it) and it feels so fuck good and tight I had to slow him down a few times to keep from painting his guts with my cum he is taking this dick like a champ and is loving watching me fuck him through the mirror so i pull out my phone and start taking pics and they all come out shitty so i start recording it cuz i really wanna see it again especially if I never fuck him again back and forth we are changing positions and watching porn and looking at our selves in the mirror and this he caught me off guard by flipping me on my back and pushes his big ass cock in my hole. I dont bottom as much as I would like to but I wasnt about to tell him no cuz I wanted no needed that cock inside me. At first I felt like I was dying it was killing me but I changed position and sat on his cock and got it all the way down(sorry that the vids are not top quality i did it with my phone in the throughs of passion) and it was amazing and so worth it too bad he didnt cum in me cuz when we finally changed positions again and i was back inside him he came like a fountain oh how I wish he bred me oh well it was totally worth it and i am still horny who else want some of this DICK!! More...

Click here to see Bareback Slut Sailor's original blog post... This weekend I plan to go home and visit, I plan to fuck at least 5 different guys while I am there. Ill try to get some pics maybe a vid on my phone(if the quality is bad you have to forgive me) so wish me luck!! More...