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From college in '77 through learning I was POZ I never used condoms. I wasn't having much sex, at least compared to what happened after I found out I was POZ in '93. I had maybe 6 sex partners a year, less during the years I was in relationships. But starting in May '93 everything changed for me. Ironically, HIV was the best thing to happen not just to my sex life, but to my entire life. -
Oh, the shit I got up to on NYC Transit, LIRR, MetroNorth and NJT. I'm lucky I'm not still in subway jail 10+ years later. Course, it could've been Parks Department (The Ramble, Prospect Park, Riverside Park) or whomever deals with randy taxi passengers throughout NYC. What can I say? 30 years in NYC with a dirty mind and stuff just happens.
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A-fucking-MEN of exactly right. Make a commitment and be a MAN about it. Not a bratty 4 year old. Of course, all of this hangs on males acting like men, adult men, no matter what roles they play in sex. And we all know Tops, Doms, daddies and Masters can be immature brats in equal measure as bottoms, subs, boys and slaves.
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4. DO NOT GHOST EVER
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Always true with me, too. And especially with chempiss. I almost wish I could start my prep by taking a load of chempiss because it motivated my bowels so completely. By the way, I'm not so stricken when I literally fuck the shit out of someone else, within reason. But I did didn't want anyone to deal with MY shit! No what I mean anyone?
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I’m reminded of a beautiful early summer day in New York’s Central Park Ramble. Lying out naked up on the big rock, 5 or 6 others there, mostly in pairs, except this one guy. So handsome and fit and smiling at ME. I was so excited that I didn’t notice until 5 minutes in that his hands and feet were not shaped like most people’s. They were slender and with only 2 digits on each, shaped like nothing I think as much as lobster claws. I was already so attracted to him that I wasnt dissuaded and ended up talking (the Great Equalizer, conversation) which led to physical and emotional fun for both of us. Did I mention this included on of my Top 3 experiences taking a fist? Never forget him. Wonderful man.
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I discovered Sniffies and it did very well for me, esp with the DL men, usually in my backseat parked in a dark corner of their apartment’s parking area. I had nights when I’d drive from one meet to another, until I’d had 6 (or 8!) men’s cocks/loads in one hole or other. As far as masks go, I had a handful that never showed their faces. Never did know what they looked like but I thought it was hot as fuck— anonymous, dominant, like a bank robber with a flesh-gun.
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Let’s see if I remember the one that started it all… Cruising a well-known scenic overlook near my home on I-91 in VT. 2 other guys in 2 cars, each sitting on his own car looking at the night sky with our dicks in our hands. Out of nowhere state trooper (state cops are in much better shape than the local police) pulls up, blocks our exit, shines his lights on us. Takes us one at a time to sit in his front seat while he writes loitering tickets. I’m the last and he asks me about my NH State Legislature plates (my mom’s car) and I act all contrite, just visiting family, rarely ever visit, etc. He ends up chatting me up about random shit until he lets me go with a warning. He gets out of his car with me, stands in front of his car, headlights on, back to the light and proceeds to whip his dick out and piss a long time. I’m standing 5 feet away to his left so his dick is hidden in shadow but his piss stream is catching the bright light, looking like neon. He shakes it off and turns towards me before stuffing it back into his fly. Doesn’t zip up before he gets back in his car. Leaves me standing there, mouth hanging open, probably drooling, frozen in place. He drives away and I’m left contemplating whether I should suck up his piss puddle from the hard gravel. (I ended up wetting my fingers and smelling and tasting them)
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Oh boy oh boy this is so exciting!
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Y'know what? Every fetish has detractors, even the ones enjoyed by the naysayers of (in this case) smoking. Whatever these protesters are into has plenty of people NOT into it. But they don't want their fun removed nor should it be removed. Not your thang? Move on to the next one and stop with the judgements.
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I remember well summer mornings crowding through Penn station to get out to Freeport with my little igloo cooler and a sheet and walking all the way down to the east end of Jones Beach to be naked with other gay men in the dunes, on the beach, in the water. it was so perfect! And when I was old enough to earn more money and I could go out to Fire Island for the summer. It looks exactly like southern Long Island's coast of sand dunes and beach.
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Wow. Just... WOW!
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Trying to find them original Pozzed on Stage. Not coming up through any search.
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Cuz whatever my stupid complaints it’s hot and original and inspirational, dick-wise. Can’t wait for more. In fact, don’t waste your time reading any further. WRITE! PLEASE!
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Peter, adventures with my childhood friend.
SlampaBay replied to Tanbbottom's topic in Bug Chasing & Gift Giving FICTION
Hot, well-written and beautiful
