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I love this. Especially the postscript.

Most, but certainly not all. It's a nice idea, but whoever made it might have checked their facts a little more carefully... several of these actors are AFAICT still alive. Oops.

Love this one! Just ridiculously hot.

Normally I'm very good at forgetting the awful ones. Sometimes the good ones, too... but there you go. I happen to remember this because it only happened a couple of weeks ago. Strictly speaking, it doesn't qualify as bad sex, but it definitely belongs here. My BF happened to be visiting, and we're cruising the apps for a little 3-way fun (and just to see what's out there). Suddenly I get this message (on Grindr I think) out of the blue from a guy over 100 miles away who wants me to fuck him that afternoon. Apparently he's driving through my (rather small) town on his way from his city to his final destination about 5 hours drive from there. And took the trouble to do the searches for guys along the way (which is a pretty substantial pain) and pick out the one(s) he likes. I'm flattered. So I explain my BF is visiting and that we'd be cool with a 3some if he's up for that. Pictures are exchanged. The guy is quite nice-looking - mid-40s is my guess and well worked-out, obviously takes care of himself. My BF is a teddy bear type, furry and round, and I'm a daddy wolf, and both of us are in our 50s, decently preserved for our ages. I mention that my BF would be into 69ing him while I fuck him. He gives me an ETA of 3-4 pm. Along about 3:30 or 4, he contacts me saying he's been stuck in traffic for half an hour (true, I can see it on Google maps) and will be delayed. I do the math to get a new ETA and get 6pm, so obviously he was running late already. But there really was traffic, and we don't have plans, so fine. He shows up (right when I expected) and yes, he's hot, but he says it has to be a quickie, which doesn't surprise me nor put me off, I'm fine with that. So we cut to the chase. Everyone into the bedroom and get undressed. He's clearly very into my dick, although when I suck him off a bit, he's not getting all that hard - he's just vocal about how much he likes it and wants it. Fine, I guess he's more of a bottom, but that wasn't mentioned and it's cool. It doesn't take long before he's bent over the bed anxious for me to fuck him. Well, BF is kind of left out in that position and is clearly interested in sucking the guy, so I flip him over and put his feet over my shoulders. I grab the lube and am just applying it to my dick as my BF goes to suck him, when... He suddenly bursts out with "I'm sorry, I can't do this," jumps up and slaps his clothes on, and bolts for the door! By the time I can pick up my phone he has already blocked me. I'm pretty sure he could have figured out that it wasn't going to work before I got to the point of lubing up. Just sayin'. But whatever. Karma's a bitch, dude. Hope she dishes you out exactly what you deserve.

Very nice... I've been waiting for that penny to drop for a while now 😈

Here's a relevant article: [think before following links] https://pubmed.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/30503324/ The scientific description of the specific mutation is: "The HIV genotype revealed Met184Val, Leu74Val, Leu100Ile, and Lys103Asn mutations in reverse transcriptase, and the phenotype showed susceptibility to tenofovir disoproxil fumarate and resistance to emtricitabine." Because viruses with this specific mutation are quite rare (the authors of the other study cited above could only find 10 cases of true PrEP failure in the literature), it wouldn't be considered a "strain", just a mutation that was observed in a few patients.

Oink! Very hot. What bookstore? I'm near(ish) DC. Love a happening bookstore scene.

This week my BF was visiting (he lives a few hours away). I got a message from a pretty hot guy in another city who said he'd be driving through my town on Sunday and wanted to stop and have me fuck him. I said fine, but my BF would be joining us, and he seemed OK with that. Come Sunday he was running late, but finally showed up. The three of us introduced ourselves and cut to the chase, as the guest was short on time. We all got naked and started making out, and he admired my cock as I admired his (rather nice) well-worked out body. Bent over the bed so I could fuck him. I turned him over so my BF could suck him at the same time. I was just lubing my cock when the guest suddenly said "I'm sorry, I can't do this," leapt up and threw on his clothes, and bolted for the door. WTAF?!? So, that was not my last load. May karma deliver to him exactly what he deserves. My actual last load was Tuesday. A guy my BF had chatted up online wanted to come over for a threesome (which he had never had, and was a fantasy of his). My BF was very taken with a cute pic he sent of himself in scrubs with a stethoscope. He showed up right when he said he would, a nice, clean, cute little nearly-hairless pocket cub. My BF even liked the way he smelled. I recognized him immediately - I had gone over to his place (about 40 minutes away) and fucked him a few years ago, but it hadn't been too great for me and we hadn't kept in touch. We chatted a little to break the ice. WELL! He was very excited by the two of us, he's a fur lover (perhaps because he has almost none himself) and I have a good crop and my BF has even more. We all started making out and it turned out the guest has a really nice sizable uncut cock, which I hadn't remembered. After we all got acquainted with one another's bodies, I got behind him and started eating his ass while my BF made out with him with heavy kissing action. Then I stood up to nibble his neck and ears while I slid my sizable and very hard dick up and down his smooth crack. Once we were all thoroughly revved up we put him on the bed and I lifted up his legs while my BF kissed him and fucked his mouth. I lubed him up good (he was very tight) and got him his poppers when he asked. Then I slid it. He was in heaven, moaning and seriously enjoying the ride. I fucked him for a good long time, during which he came twice, though he was so into the whole thing that I couldn't distinguish the actual moments. Finally I looked into his eyes and asked him if he wanted it... and he mumbled "Wait, I'm not on PrEP!" JUST as I was shooting a huge load into him. After we all wiped up (there was a lot of cum and spit on things!) I said, "By the way, I heard what you said. Get on it! You're a doctor! But you have nothing to worry about today."

Definitely into this, in either role. And you're so dang cute, @DannyBoyCMH

clear expectations are a really good thing for optimal enjoyment of all parties. "sex date" is ambiguous and IMO likely to cause problems. "trick" is clear; I sometimes use "play date" for that meaning. I've never really intentionally planned a date where the probability of sex was part of the expectation... if I did, I might call it a "date with benefits"

I find body hair very attractive in a man. I find men who remove it all (including underarm and pubic hair) especially unattractive. Do what works best for you, but be aware that there are plenty of us out here who like their men to have hair. It is, after all, a secondary sex characteristic of males.

Not to mention the enormous profitability involved.

Absolutely terrific! This one definitely goes to 11.

Yeah, this happened to me a couple of months ago. The sex was OK, and I enjoyed it, but at the same time I was kind of peeved because I had specifically asked him for deep tissue work, which I really needed. And while he made my ass and dick feel pretty good, he didn't do shit for my shoulder.

Fuck, what a cutie! Couldn't really hear much, though. [think before following links] https://onlyfans.com/zxcrxf

I think maybe you mean this one:

OK, you've done all the right things, and it's extremely unlikely that you'll be infected with HIV. But anxiety isn't a rational thing. And yes, it definitely sucks that the tests can't be done immediately (been there, done that, before PrEP was even available!). Sadly, that's just a limitation of the science. If you are in the situation where the anxiety is having a serious negative impact on your ability to function, get some help with it! Whether that's getting reassurance in this community, from trusted friends, or by going to a professional. Not only will your life be better now, you'll be in a much better position to handle the next scare that comes along. Because life is full of scary shit.

I used to fucking *love* Buena Vista when I lived in the Haight. Didn't get quite as wild as I would now, I'm sure - that was back in the late 90s and so a lot riskier. But it was so hot... GG park, too.

On the original topic... even if all of those encounters had been with detectable poz guys, the math was still probably on your side. Using the 1/900 number for insertive partner (from @BootmanLA's reply), and assuming you fucked 300 guys, you would still only have a 28% chance of infection.