Ravenholm

I'm in town but I'm really more of a bottom than a top. Don't think you guys should have a lot of trouble looking for tops in this town.

Line works. What's your Line ID?

I'll add you.

Hey you, just saw your message.

I'm also a bottom but wouldn't mind hanging out or chatting. I'm rarely on here anymore unless I'm tweaking out of my mind and fucking myself reading chem sex fiction.

You got Telegram or some other way we can talk?

I just joined, looking forward to meeting everyone in there.

Back when I first started, barebacking in sauna was not exactly common, condoms were a perquisite to action. But now that I've travelled some and been to some other saunas - depends on the scene. Like bars and clubs, some are about as sleazy, raunchy and dirty; some try and act posh, classy and somewhat sterile.

I've been to both, I ended up helping the sauna staff clean the shower area because I was bored in the sleazy one and I'm a neat freak; I watched the entire Band of Brother series on the TV inside the sauna inside the classy one (it was inside a waterproof box) because it was quiet.

You will play how you want and you will go to places that you like because the chances of you meeting people more likely to share your 'interests' or particular 'niches' are higher.

For me, personally...in this hypothetical "if I was a poz top, or a neg btm...etc." scenario or any other combo, the question is always:

"Are both parties making an informed decision based on what they know at that point?"

If the answer to "Are you +/-?" is "I don't know, I was last tested a day,a week, a month, a year, before you were a twinkle in your father's eye", then answer that.

If you're gonna go bare, don't be a coward and try and weasel in another fuck with a guy who'd otherwise be unwilling because of whatever reason. Not worth it, not worth the drama and very much not worth the legal trouble.

Even when you're on PreP, it's still not a free pass. There will always be risks. Wearing a condom, going on PreP, your partner being on meds, living 'healthy' (eating right, sleeping enough, not going overboard with drugs&alcohol)...etc will all decrease your chances of getting HIV. But it doesn't remove it.

My personal recommendation is to use a condom for the duration. If you insist on going bare during your 10 months, I'd recommend you and your partner to stay fit, stay healthy; don't go overboard with any recreational drugs (or alcohol, if any); don't get too roughed up (open sores and bleeding wounds are not your friends); and your partner pay close attention to his health. Any spike in say, the VR would be a sign of concern and maybe stop until that particular issue is addressed.

In Hong Kong till the end of Feb or so (might be sooner, might be later - not 100% sure yet). Would love to meet the local talent.

Met a few on my trip around town last year but had to cut the visit short. Looking to make up for lost time now that I'm back. Tops, bottoms. Asians, Expats, Aliens...come at me.

I'm looking for more than a fuck, sometimes a chat and some story swapping is hella awesome too. And believe me, I've got some stories to tell.

I use MH, BBRT, Grindr, Skout (mostly social chatting and browsing there), A4A, MJ, CL and Squirt. Each has their own little clientèle, which one I go on really depends on what mood I'm in. When I'm looking for action, it's mostly MH, Grindr, BBRT, CL and Squirt. The rest are a little bit more social...or maybe I just don't attract the folks on there.

I do have a question Ravenholm.... it wasn't clear to me how planning a send off for his best friend led to the main character being in the position he found himself in in the main story. Can you explain further?

Odd, a sentence that I typed out magically disappeared. I'll PM rawtop to see if he can give me temporary post editing powers for posts made earlier...

The point was that he needed money to organize a send off for his friend but being didn't have a job.

Good catch. Thanks.

In between stories, I am open to you lot asking me anything you might want to know about 'the main character'. I will answer any questions except those which are personal, because characters from stories don't usually get a Social Security Number nor do they have credit cards.

It's been a while since I've actually typed anything of value, but I'd like to share a story with you. This starts off a little slow, so if you're looking for something to blow your load to, maybe this isn't the one for you but if you decide to read on, I do hope you enjoy it and find it interesting.

I live a double life. Most of the time, people know me as a well respected scientist working for and with various academic institutes, have friends in the up-and up from fields ranging from politics to entertainment. I was the person people came to for advice, the 'responsible one' in any situation and capable of holding an in-depth conversation on just about anything.

But I'm secretly a slut for cocks, cum and drugs. My first experience with drugs started when I was 16 and it was nothing special, a pill of E here, an ounce of weed there. It was a social thing, you did it to have a good time with your mates because there's really not much else to do. The idea of having sex on drugs did not occur to me until I was 18, a my best friend was leaving the country and I wanted to give him a send off. And that was how I found myself whoring myself out to complete strangers. I was a cheap whore and a good fuck, my reputation as a young, innocent looking teen whore that could ride a cock for hours grew. I gradually found myself being hired for threesomes and orgies.

To be perfectly honest, I only found bottoming marginally tolerable, like the whore that I was, money turned me on more than all the sucking and fucking that I did or got. That was until during one day, a client of mine offered me some E. I downed it and got right back to business, it wasn't until it hit me that I realized my sex life will never be the same. I found myself fingering my hole in anticipation of my client's cock in me as he fucked my mouth, my finger going in and out easily like it was a dripping wet pussy. Noticing my eagerness, he flipped me over and began to lube me up, it usually takes me quite a while to relax enough to take anything more than two fingers inside me but this time, I moaned for more right away. One finger became two and then quickly three. I whimpered in protest when he withdrew his fingers, suddenly feeling an emptiness that I have never felt before, like life suddenly lost its purpose -the purpose being having my boy pussy fingered, filled and fucked by men.

My whimpers of protest quickly turned into a mixture of pain and pleasure as he entered me. "God you're fucking tight even after taking three fingers...such a good whore." he whispered as he buried himself all the way into me. His cock felt amazingly hot and hard; ans also thick and long enough that I could feel every inch of it as it opened me up. I felt like I was on fire, I've never been properly called a whore or have my hole being referred to as a boy pussy or a boy cunt. It might have been the chems or maybe it's just me showing my true self but I remember half whispering, half moaning about how much of a drugged up whore I was, how good it felt to be a fuck toy for men like him and how much I enjoy having my boy pussy fucked until it was loose and actually resembled a cunt.

It must've turned him on to see how dirty and slutty I looked, with me on my back, legs wide open like I was trying to show the whole world how much of a whore I was now, eagerly awaiting the next man to come fuck me. Every thrust he made me moan in pleasure, the harder and deeper the thrust, the louder I got. It got to the point where he was becoming worried that the neighbours might hear it and asked me to change positions. I gave a weak protest as he pulled out, his cock glistening from a mixture of lube and precum as he flipped me over and jammed his cock back into me; hard, fast and rough, just the way I liked it, my moans muffled by the pillow this time.

Less worried about disturbing the neighbours, he fucked me hard and rough as I moved my hips in sync with him, trying to get him to fuck me as deep and hard as he can and still craving more. His constant reminder of of how much of a whore I am with each thrust sending jolts of pleasure through my entire body. Then he did something new, slamming his entire length into me and started grinding against me, stretching my boy pussy out. I screamed in pleasure, I saw stars in my eyes like I've just been hit in the face as he continued grinding and thrusting into me without mercy.

We changed positions again, this time with me against a wall, my slim and petite frame propped by his arms and still impaled by his cock. Every wiggle and every breath I took meant that gravity would push me a little more onto him. I could sense that he was getting close, as cock felt like it grew yet larger and hotter again.

"No, don't cum inside me!" I gave a surprised yell as he started thrusting hard and his body tensed. I found my hands clawing desperately against the wall, trying to climb off him, it didn't do any good. All it did was sink me deeper back onto him.

"Too late, whore. You're taking my cum." He whispered back to me, as he lifted me up and then suddenly let go, the weight of my body all falling onto the only point keeping me propped up against the wall - his cock. He gave a final thrust, forcing himself into me as I resigned myself to my fate and embraced being his cum dump by wrapping my legs around him as he came inside me. I could feel each squirt as he coated my insides with is cum, filling my hole up. It felt so wrong but it felt so right at the same time, it was like hitting a second high all over again as I could feel the warmth from his cum seep deeper into me.

"You like being a bareback slut, admit it. You're enjoying your pussy being used as a cum hole." He teased as I nodded. He thrust again, pushing it deeper so that none of it would leak out and put me back onto the bed and pulled out and popped another hit of E, offering me to do the same. He apologised, telling me that he got into it too much and didn't want to pull out. "Such a innocent looking slut, couldn't help it." He shrugged as he lay there, with his semi-hard cock still inside of me.

The 2nd hit of E sent me high and horny again and I found myself offering myself to him again .He asked if I wanted him to pull out this time but since he already came in me once, I decided to let him breed me again. I was starting to enjoy my new found role.

It wasn't until several hours later and two more loads inside me that he finally let me go...or maybe I let him go. I left with his cum deep inside of me and because of how deep it was, I didn't get the chance to feel his load leaking down my legs, I just absorbed it all like the good slut that I was. As I went home, I contemplated how fast my downfall was, from a respectable young teen to being a drugged fuelled, sex starved whore for men to use as a cum dump.

And I couldn't wait for more.

END.

Odd: I was planning to write about this Friday night but ended up writing about my first time. Oh well, I guess that will have to wait.

I have some thoughts about the actual features and functions for the site itself, I'm on or at least was on pretty much every big gay dating website I've come across. If you would like some thoughts on that, I would like to share them.

Depends, can you will till November?

Hi Bud, I will be in Auckland from 2nd to 5th August, have city hotel so can host. Taking all loads

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Kind of..awkwardly messaged you. Get back to me at some point.

But will he tell the truth? I would be safer if the guy asks me if I'm neg. That way I know he's concerned too, and most likely neg. If he doesn't ask, it obviously doesn't matter so much to him. But again, how could he know that I'm telling the truth?

I guess it comes down to trust, even if you fuck or let a guy fuck you with a condom, what are the chances of him not having ripped or damaged the condom in some way that you could not have felt it during the moment?

I guess what I'm trying to say is that if the intent is there, there is not much you can do to stop it.

I personally am neg and have no intention of being poz. I wouldn't mind being fucked by a poz or undetectable guy but we'll no longer be barebacking.

Well, I'm in Auckland...Scene is pretty quiet.

/pol/ liking the story is not exactly a glowing recommendation.

Your right to free speech is subject to the discretion of the owner of that private forum.

Planning to go Auckland sometime in the near future, was hoping to see if anyone here is in the Auckland area.

I think it boils down to the following notes:

- Can you afford it such a life style financially?

- Can you follow a strict regime of pills, tests and the like?

- Will being poz affect your future plans you may have in front of you?

- Will being poz make those future plans very hard or unobtainable?

Even if you do decide you want to be a total slut and just suck and fuck all day, I highly doubt converting is the only option you have. There are a lot of calm and non horned up nonsense in here. Not sure about you but I'm certainly taking down notes.

And the results are in...I am still neg and my flu symptoms are being kept under control with over the counter cold medicine (still have a bit of a sore throat and my breath still feels a little bit hotter than usual). Probably going to get checked again in a few weeks to make sure.

Given it a good think, while I'm not entirely ecstatic about being poz, it's something I could live with. I don't think I can live with myself if I gave it to my partner though. So I'll need to rein in my desires to be a cum dump and pussy bottom for now.

Going to get tested later today. In other news, my cold/flu like symptoms are clearing up after taking some cold and flu pills. I don't reckon the fuck flu is something that gets cleared up just like that, does it?

Also, thank you for the continued advice, probably going to have a good think about how much of a slutty cumwhore do I feel comfortable being.

The likelyhood of it being something else than HIV is very high: Withdrawal, flu season or one of the many other STDs that are way easier to catch than HIV. As it would be too late to do anything about it anyway (e.g. PEP, Post Exposure Prophylaxis), what you should do is just relax and take an HIV test once it will be conclusive (usually after 12 weeks, but if you can't wait that long, you can get one 8 weeks after the last risky contact and it will be about 90% accurate).

Antibody tests are more accurate over time, approximately like this:

4 weeks - 60% accurate

5 weeks - 70% accurate

6 weeks - 80% accurate

8 weeks - 90% accurate

12 weeks - 97-100% accurate (only rare exemptions)

So if it helps you to relax, you can get tested earlier, but you must make sure to get TESTED AGAIN LATER to do away with any doubst about the result.

But with all due respect: If it gets you THIS paranoid, you frankly shouldn't take drugs and have bareback sex. Better stick to what you can handle mentally, whatever that means for you (that can even be barebacking but without the drugs). You should be able to handle the risks and possible outcomes of your action (depending on the drugs and their way of administration, that can not only be HIV but hepatitis etc.).

If you are at peace with your own decisions, you can stop worrying and instead enjoy the sex.

Thanks, I understand I do come across as a bit of a pussy when faced with these things. I recently underwent a minor mental breakdown due to some relationship issues where I went "Fuck it, I'm just going to do everything I feel like doing and not give a damn.". Now that I'm myself, I've realized while I can probably handle life being poz relatively well, I'd still rather not risk giving it to people who I have sex with regularly.

Not going to play the blame game or point fingers, but some of the articles and fiction about stealth pozzing or bug chasing/giving did not help with my inherent paranoia. It's been a very long time since I've let myself go and be in a situation where I'm even remotely not in control of everything.

Do appreciate the replies and input from you all. Going to get tested (which is a moot point) and get some info from some of charity/NGO in a few days, will keep you lot posted.

I recently discovered the joys of bottoming bareback while on chems earlier in December last year. I expect my partners to be open and straight-forward about their HIV status but maybe due to the fact that I've been feeling a bit under the weather lately, I've been increasingly paranoid about whether or not the current symptoms I'm experiencing are the fuck flu or just withdrawal symptoms from all the party chems I've taken now.

I've been experiencing a sore throat, chronic fatigue and minor muscle + joint aches and pains for the past few days.

Do you think I should be very worried or it's probably just a cold I've caught from being naked most of the week?

I'm going to get tested for HIV anti-bodies as fast as I can but my concern is that it won't detect anything since I'm still in the window period. I apologize if my post are not very carefully worded and my thoughts seem to wander as I type but this issue has kept me up for several nights and I'm not in the best mental state right now.