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Sorry - keep forgetting to say that I only know of truvada as either a therapeutic drug or a trial drug because of being in the UK. Mea culpa!

I think the difference in advice comes, at least partly, from trying to write patient information without separating the sexes: truvada takes longer to embed itself in vaginal tissue than in rectal tissue. There's also an element of caution... Note that truvada isn't officially available for PrEP outside of trials. There's also the fact that it's only made in a single dosage: it's going to reach protective levels faster in someone who weighs 100 pounds than in someone who weighs 200 pounds. Some of the early HIV drugs were dosed according to bodyweight, for example ritonavir: I used to take 800mg a day, but knew guys bigger than me who were taking 1200mg. Err on the side of caution would be my advice...

The thing guys always seem to forget about toys is that when they're using them for training their asses, or just for a wank, they're in control all the time. They feel completely different when someone else is in control. Just sayin...

The old piss in the drink... except everyone knows what's going on when you're drinking from a Newcastle Brown bottle (best of the British regional beers) and the "beer" is yellow...

Take it for the three(?) weeks advised, and then spread your legs: Daddy's coming!

guess this only partly fits in here... Been on ARVs for 25 years - I fell out of the side effect tree and am still hitting branches on the way down. Strangely, even though the ARVs have had a couple of goes at killing me, throughout it all, since I took my first protease inhibitor I've had numbers ranging from the merely good to the excellent. The one exception was when my partner died: I didn't feel able to maintain proper adherence so I took a drug holiday and discovered that without the ARVs I was losing 70CD4 cells a month. Last little surprise was confirmation of osteopenia (result of tenofovir).

About four hours ago: months ago we were surprised to see that we were both on BZ when we live in the same village. Eventually, we got it together this morning. I'd don't think I'd even got the front door shut before we were tongues down throats. Instant chemistry - sure he felt the same, judging by the text I received after he left. No discussion about what was happening, just went for it. He soon discovered my tit rings and what they can do, then taking turns at sucking before getting rid of clothes. I'm on my back with his 'tache and beard at my asshole. My asshole has tightened (from lack of use) and it was a real stretch to take his dick, especially with just spit - I'm getting hard again writing this. Trouble I have with viagra is that I can't come till ages afterwards: no matter. I don't think I've ever seen a man cum for such a long time. When he eventually slipped out I cleaned his dick to get the last traces of his cum off. He was on a tight schedule, but we talked a bit about next time, which I can't fuckin' wait for. If you're reading this, mate, you'll recognise yourself. Thank you - and come fill my ass again soon!

Sorry about the lack of paragraph spacing - still getting used to the new interface...

Always had the gag reflex from hell. (Too many pills?) Biggest guy I've ever had when fucking me got through my second sphincter, but even soft I could only just manage his dick in my mouth

It's something I expect whether I'm topping or bottoming. Feel kinda cheated if it doesn't happen! If I'm topping, the boy doesn't get invited back for more, and if I'm bottoming, I'm less enthusiastic about future invitations. One guy, the guy who first fisted me, had me in the sling and used my mouth to leave the dildo he'd been using when he wasn't fucking me. A while ago that one: long before "cleaning out" meant any more than making sure you had a full shit before making your hole available...

I’m not so tall, probably less than 5’6”, but I like to think well proportioned. The guy, Phil, who’d just rung my doorbell looked like two of me. An exaggeration, but a good six inches taller, and his bike gear making him look heavier set than me. He took his helmet off to display a perfect ‘tache and beard and an all but shaved head. Proof that dating sites can work! I already had some porn playing on the TV and as I went to get his beer he grabbed at my crotch. Semi to rock hard in about a second. Looked like tonight was going to be fun. I was wearing boots, jock, chaps and harness. We sat idly commenting on the action on the DVD until he said we could do better. He stood over me and lifted me by my harness to my feet to give me a full-on open-mouthed kiss. If ever there’s anything that’ll get my jock soaked with pre-cum... I was torn between wrapping my arms around him as far as they’d go, and obediently putting my hands behind my back. The one thing we hadn’t discussed online was who was topping: we’d both felt that visceral “gotta have him, I don’t care how”. “In for a penny, in for a pound” I thought as I reached behind him to pull down the rear zip of his jeans. And of course, that’s when the doorbell rang again. “Stay!” he said, which covered the roles question neatly enough. I heard him lock the door and he re-entered the living room with another two bikers in tow. This we hadn’t discussed, but I wasn’t complaining. “Steve, meet Jim and Ieuan... the four of us are going to have some fun tonight...” After shedding jackets, helmets and gloves. Jim stood in front of me and as he sank to his knees pulled me down with him. I automatically spread my legs and rubber my dick against a rapidly hardening dick. Phil stepped between us and completed the circuit of the zip in his jeans. Jim had his dick, I had his arse. Ieuan stood back as though it was all a show put on for his amusement. I unzipped Jim’s jeans, left Phil’s ass and took Jim’s dick in my mouth. Then, missing the taste of Jim’s ass I was back up there until a hand on my back forced me down again. “Think we’ve sorted out who the pig is...” I heard another zip descending and very quickly there was an irrestible pressure at my asshole. He was already greased up (oh! to sniff and lick at the inside of his leathers!) and slid in easily – I’d already agreed with Phil that we’d both prepare and see what happened. Within minutes Ieuan was going for it – please not so quickly! – forcing me to work harder on Jim’s dick. As Ieuan began to cum in my guts he pulled me off Jim’s dick. Very quickly Jim had replaced Ieuan: my dick might as well have been pissing, the amount of precum I was pouring out. I remember moaning and all but screaming as Jim unloaded in me. “See Phil – told you we’d give you a nice sloppy arse to fuck...” Phil’s dick now... don’t think I’d ever wanted to get fucked as much as I did right then. He took it more slowly than either Jim or Ieuan, and reached round to pull on my balls. I wondered briefly how it was I hadn’t cum already: then Ieuan’s dick in my mouth to be cleaned, followed far too quickly by Jim’s. “Go for it, Phil!” And there was the pain/pleasure of one of the hardest fucks of my life. I was almost relieved when he came. After feeling his cum deep inside me, a new sensation: he was sucking all three loads out of me. My ass automatically went into spasm, squirting the cum mixture into his mouth. He pulled away and one of the other two went for it, only to be pushed aside by the other as Phil spat the collected cum over my face and into my mouth, only to suck it out again and pass it on to the others. “That’s it” I thought, but Phil rolled me onto my back, sat on my dick while the four of us swapped the last of the cum. Jim was facefucking Phil while Ieuan had several fingers up my well-used hole. I barely knew where I was when I was cumming inside Phil, his ass muscles squeezing every drop of cum out of me. Then that beautiful ass over my mouth, and me sucking my cum from his hole, swapping it around with Jim and Ieuan. I looked at the three of them, faces all wet with cum, and Ieuan said “Told you we’d get you a birthday present.” Me, I just hope it’s more frequent than annually...

PrEP is NOT currently available in the UK as it's still in trial: the Proud study is hoping for funding to recruit another 2,000 gay men. http://www.proud.mrc.ac.uk/ . There are about 500 gay men currently on the trial (pointless in my view as the USA have already done the groundwork, love you guys!) Keep an eye on the PROUD webpage for more information, because that's where it's going to appear first. Blonde607, sorry you had such a negative experience with PrEP - sure it wasn't PEP (post exposure prophylaxis which involves extra drugs and can be nasty) you had? I'm afraid a high CD4 count has nothing to do with HIV exposure or infection: I know people with four figure CD4 counts who are HIV+. For neither love nor money can you get PrEP in the UK right now without being part of the PROUD trial or having a doctor prepared to write some very dodgy off-label prescriptions.

Always. It's on all my online profiles - the guys who it puts off I wouldn't what to fuck with anyway. If it's a party I've got a biohazard on the back of my neck, and even that show slightly about a shirt collar, so those who know what it means see it.

I know what a dick looks like and I know what an arsehole looks like - surprisingly enough I've got one each of my own if I forget what the look like. I'd sooner see the whole guy in a pic that gives an idea of what he's into (felchingpisser to the top of the queue)

"Short and thick does the trick"

Some very salient points made in that article. I believe that HIV's only place is a courtroom is when the case involves sexual assault or other form of violence, which I realise can be tautologous. I do volunteer work which involves talking to people newly diagnosed. I recently responded to a newly diagnosed person, steaming with anger that he hadn't been told, "and you didn't ask?" My viewpoint is that I don't want you to have my HIV, if you can't cope with it, there's a door over there, and I don't care how hot you are: use it. I recognise that some guys mightn't be able to cope with the own HIV - psychological care is indicated (face it: an incurable STI that leaves you dependent on drugs simple to live is pretty earth-shattering), rather than a courtroom. And what about the way the law is heading: all those mummies taking their kids to chicken pox parties "to get it out of the way". Let's see them in court for endangering their children! Oh, but, they were being responsible parents, preventing an outbreak at school. I've got some splendid ocean-front property in Arizona you may be interested in...

Are talking actual inches or internet inches?

To me it makes sense hitting the fucker hard and fast, but I think you're right getting the Hep B vaccination out of the way first, as it's going to screw your numbers because of your body's response to the vaccine. In my terms (infected before we even knew there was a virus) a few weeks or months aren't going to make much difference. The important thing is that you do eventually get on meds. Feel free to ask questions, either publicly or privately, if you have them. Don't say I told told you but if you google "myHIV" and "UK" you'll end up at THT's frontline website which is supposed to be UK only, though we have members from all over Europe. (The reason I'm not giving the URL is that there's been some major reconstruction work going on there recently and URLs have shifted.) There are forums there where you can explore what's best for you, how anybody else felt on starting medication and so on. I use a different user-name, but the same avatar there, so if you do drop in, be sure to say hello!

You'd be surprised at the things I'll do without asking , well probably not... Can't deny I'm a whore! Just a re-introduction since the make-over: I've been poz since 1980, have a well-rounded experience of ARVs, and am willing to give honest answers about HIV and ARVs...

I switch, though thanks to diabetes I tend to bottom more often than top. While a quickie can be fun, I prefer that there's some emotion there. It might be that the emotion of the moment is "you're a pig here for me to use", and I can get off on that either way round. When I bottom, I'm wanting to give my Top the best I can and hope the the same in return. It's better the second time when you've learned a bit more about each other(s). One guy hit gold with me when he lifted me from my knees to face him by my harness. When I top, I try to keep track of what gets to my bottom: I want him to have a good time, usually because I want him back. So I note his favourite toys, which positions get to him when sucking cock, or getting fucked, what sort of sex talk does it for him. Outside of the usual stuff, I expect my Top to remember how I like taking piss, just as I remember how I like to piss on or in my boy. I tend to be more psychological when topping, more physical when bottoming, but the one thing common to both is that "the connection" only adds to the whole experience.

I'm here less often that I used to be, I know (I can't get used to the new interface), but I'd be willing to help out.

Not necessarily true for everyone. I got pozzed in 1980 before we knew there was a virus. I had (all too) brief barebacking with partners who also had HIV and it's only in the past few years, since the death of my last husband, that I've made myself available again and have made the decision BB only. Personally I'd rather rather pass up on a fuck than have the rubber in the way. If you don't have HIV, then truvada is your best protection against HIV - why stop what's working?

Side effects from the newer ARVs are rare. Truvada carries with it the commonest: GI problems (which hit only about 10% of those taking it). When I was taking truvada therapeutically (we're seeing a difference in how HIV- and HIV+ men deal with truvada) I had regular bloating (nothing worse that you'd get from metformin which is the first line medication for diabetes) a little GI upset to start with: I don't think I ever threw up, but I did have diarrhoea worse than usual - I also take a couple of protease inhibitors which are notorious for causing the shits. The rule is if you throw up and see a pill in the ejecta, take another. No pill - it's in your system. Truvada is NOT associated with lipodystrophy or lipoatrophy (maldistribution of fat away from the limbs and face respectively). Although lipodystrophy is untreatable at present, you can hide it by using an exercise regime focussed on your upper body. As a friend of mine (who is a qualified personal trainer and devised the routine for me) says "you're aiming to look like a rugby player who likes his beer: not a bad look in my book!" It takes the drug companies years to update their patient "information" leaflets. You'd do better to take questions to people who've taken the meds and use their information, especially as side effects hit at most (bearing in mind the pharma industry's rounding off of figures) 19% of people. The range of drugs available today is such that I never thought I'd live to see. The worst side effect I've had from my current combination is that the American pitbull who lives over the road doesn't recognise me any more because the ritonavir leaves a coppery smell on my breath.

That's not so weird: a bad experience at a young age can colour your perception of the whole thing. I had exceptionally bad dentists as a kid, one of whom my brother and I independently (as in we only discussed it forty years after the fact) was very probably a paedophile. That set up a fear of dentistry such that A few years ago I had a full mouth clearance (no, I don't take them out to suck cock, not even for ready cash). Similarly I feel somewhat awkward about a doctor poking around inside my ass, though I did embarrass the poor straight guy who had to explain what a colonoscopy was. I let him get to the second sphincter before telling him that so far he hadn't said anything I hadn't done for fun. Joke with doctors: some can take it, others can't. Trust the ones who laugh...

In the UK "undetectable" means anywhere from 20 to 70, depending on which lab did the measurements. I think it's the PARTNER study (else one of the PrEP studies) which takes 200 as undetectable. The number has decreased because of improvements in the equipment used to assess the viral load. Although the lowest blood viral load known to have established a successful infection is 385 or so, the general rule is that it takes a viral load of 1000 to have enough virus present to infect. Note that semen tends to have a higher viral load than blood, one reason why integrase inhibitors are going to be as important as protease inhibitors were when they were first introduced. Integrase inhibitors get further into the system and are therefore more successful at suppressing viral replication. As ever with anything to do with sex, remember that some people lie. Adding a couple of inches to the end of your dick is just a disappointment, but losing a few thousand from your viral load is opening a route to infection. If you have access to it, get on PrEP and end the worry...