pozsewerpig

I was put in the penalty box for around a week a few years ago because I posted something in the general forum that was judged to have been appropriate only in the back room. I didn't feel personally slighted or play some petty "what about this other post by somebody else" game. I felt bummed that I couldn't post for a while rather than just getting a warning for a first offense. I didn't feel like the moderator had some personal vendetta against me or was favoring someone else. This website has rules about posting content. It's possible to go waaaaaay farther with extreme content here than just about anywhere else on the legitimate Internet. I'm grateful for it and enjoy reading what other members are doing and fantasizing about.

I got the fuck flu eleven days after exposure. I woke up with nightsweats and had those for the next 5 or 6 nights. In addition I had swollen lymph nodes, fever (spiking to 104 at times), a skin rash for about a day, and just generally feeling tired and run down for about 3 weeks, but it wasn't overwhelming. One of my biggest fears was getting hit so hard that I would need to seek medical care and have my Poz status disclosed sooner than I was prepared to disclose. Thankfully, that didn't happen. In general, it was a manageable experience.

I was raised Lutheran, went to private Lutheran schools K-12. It was the strict kind of Lutheranism that still thinks that being LGBTQ+ is a ticket to hell. Developing feelings for other males and acting on those feelings in high school was a mindfuck for me. Religion was never actually discussed at home. I guess it was assumed that my teachers and ministers would take care of that. I want nothing to do with them again.

When I was 10, I got into my older brother's porn stash. It was mostly Playboy and Penthouse. The Penthouse pictorials featuring men intrigued my mind and I paid special attention to the hunks. He also had a few Hustlers or something similar. those mags had more pictures of hard dicks in the MF sets as well as more pictures of cock in the ads for penis pumps and other toys in the back. Those were fascinating and arousing to me. I spent as much time looking at hard-ons as I did at the women spreading their legs that were 100 times more prevalent in each issue.

I came of age in the mid to late 80's. The AIDS scare was in high gear and all people my age heard about were condoms, condoms, condoms. Being the compliant sheep I was, I mostly followed along. Whether fucking men or women, there was always a condom involved for intercourse. Oral sex, not so much or ever. When I was still twinkish, there was $$$ to be made by letting older men fuck me raw, but I turned it down even though I was really scrounging for money. That was probably for the best as I was in Milwaukee at the same time as and hanging around or near the places that Dahmer was known to prowl. In my mid-20s, I freaked the first time a hookup wanted me to fuck him raw and used a condom instead. Over time, I loosened up and let certain regulars or semi-regulars fuck me raw and shoot in me if I was reasonably confident of their status. I would fuck other men raw if they seemed not to be festering with disease. What changed was a better understanding by me of the risks involved at that time and my acceptance of them. After hitting my mid-30s, pretty much all limitations got lifted and you can see the results in my screenname.

I'm poz, not on meds. I had an encounter in late February of this year that led to my conversion. I currently do not have plans to rush getting on meds.

I've been recorded having some hellacious things done to me as well as more routine hook-up encounters. It was a turn on to not ask for a copy and be at the mercy of my partner(s) discretion for whether it would be shared. It's fun as long as the recording doesn't intrude on the pleasure of the session. At this point, I'm up for pretty much anything to be recorded and distributed in the future.

This is very hot. I can't wait to read more!

This is thrilling and trashy and absolutely wonderful! Thank you.

This is a great story! Please post more.

What an incredible story. It's sad that it has apparently come to an end.

I'm giving this a bump.

That was terrific. Please write another chapter.

Excellent beginning. I look forward to more!

To sign up with Grindr, you need to verify that you are 18+, not that it would keep you out of legal trouble if he truly was underage. But that coupled with your screenshot of his profile with claims of being 19 certainly don't help his cause. It seems more likely that this is an attempt at a shakedown for $$$ or a "means to mess with some gays" by someone with nothing better to do. It's stories like yours that only confirm my perhaps not so unconscious preference for men 30 or older.

Unless you are afraid of the consequences to your reputation or career if he tells a mutual acquaintance about what happened, you shouldn't fret about it. And if you are already out, or basically so, there shouldn't be any damage to you personally. @FunCheerSlut has some very sage advice for you and I concur with it.

Definitely naked. If meeting up at somebody else's home, I prefer to walk naked or strip naked on my way up to the door if it is possible. If not, I start stripping down the moment I get inside. If someone is coming to meet me, I come to the door naked.

I was 16 at an ABS. I went in nervous that I would be ID'ed and tossed out. After a glance at some magazines at the front of the store and getting my blood flowing, I headed back to the video booths. This was a very busy ABS right off the Interstate. I went into a booth and ran through the channels looking for something to interest me. During the course of finding a video, I noticed the gloryhole to my left and also heard someone entering the adjoining booth. I was watching my video and rubbing myself through my pants nervous about what might be going on next door to me. Horniness got the better of me a little while later, and I took out my dick to stroke it. I saw the guy in the booth next to me was watching and I was nervous but getting more comfortable with stroking in front of him. After a while, he stuck his forefinger through the hole and ran it around the rim of the whole while giving the "come hither" motion with it. My legs were shaky, but I moved closer to the hole. He reached through the hole, touched my dick and tugged it toward the hole. Sensing my nervousness, he didn't pull my dick all the way through but gave it some gentle strokes. I gravitated to the hole while he was stroking me, and my dick was soon all the way through the hole. He picked up his pace of stroking and caused me to feel really good. Then it stopped. It was only a brief pause before I felt a warmth envelop my dick, and wetness, and a hint of teeth. My legs buckled as he hoovered my cock. I thought my reaction was to pull back, but I was actually thrusting in and out of his mouth until I came. He stuck his tongue covered with my cum through the hole and I touched it with my fingers and then brought some to my mouth for a taste. I heard him say "kiss me" and I crouched down to run our tongues together running my cum back and forth between our mouths. He pulled his tongue back after we had swallowed my load. He sensed my shyness and asked if I wanted to see his dick. I croaked out a "yes" and he stood up to stroke his cock to an erection while giving me a view. He asked if I wanted to touch it and I told him that I did. He brought his dick through and I handled it gently. He pulled it back through to his side and bent down to the hole to tell me that I could do whatever I felt like doing and would not be forced to to anything I didn't want to do. I nodded in the "OK" motion and his dick poked through the hole again. My touches turned in stroking his dick, about 6 inches long and thinner than mine. I was playing with him and moving in to get a close-up view. He thrust his cock in and out of the hole in apparent approval of what I was doing. He pulled back out after a few minutes of this and asked if I wanted to kiss his dick. I said I did and his dick came back through the hole. I kissed up and down his shaft and gave him some licks in the process. I did this for a while before he began moving it in and out of the hole again. I moved my mouth so that it would receive the entry and exit of his dick. I grew more aggressive and began to suck his dick as he thrusted in an out. He settled down so that I could work his dick by moving up and down on it myself. In the middle of doing this, I realized that I was doing this with a total stranger of whom I didn't even have a good view and grew immensely turned-on. I explored my first dick, other than my own, and really thought that I was owning the space. I realize upon reflection, that I was actually giving a perfunctory blowjob whose recipient's experience was probably greatly enhanced by my twink factor. He began to pull back some and began to cum. The first shots hit my mouth before I pulled off of him. The rest of his load landed on the floor while I played with and touched the cum that had shot in my mouth. He removed his dick and then bent down to ask if I wanted to go to his hotel room about a mile away. I was scared shitless and declined. I had only meant to stop for about 20 minutes and had been in the store for close to an hour. I had a relative to pick up and needed to be on my way. I wondered if I would somehow look altered from my experience, but no one in my family noticed anything different about me.

Been doing TRT for 7-8 years. Started with gel and have done injections the last 5 years. I've been told I'm more (maybe too) aggressive from a mood standpoint when my level peaks. My Dr. is working on lowering the dosage. It's had a positive effect on my sex drive in that I feel more confident when in a situation where I may have to be the top.

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I'm level 6 only because there isn't a level 7 for purposes of this poll. 😈🐷

Please add me @completesewerfag

You may need to share more information. $2,000/month isn't a lot of money if you have to pay for your food and housing from that amount. That could make living in a larger metropolitan area difficult or impossible if you don't have access to other funds to support yourself. Also, what are some other things that are important to you? Sex, nightlife, weather, cultural and other social opportunities, and travel opportunities are some things that you may want to share.

Thank you for posting this outstanding story. I can't wait to read more!