drscorpio

I always bareback. My husband and I both get off on me taking loads from other guys whether they are fuckbuddies, old lovers or strangers at the baths. He doesn't mind if I take loads when he is not around as long as he gets to hear about it. I love taking my husband's load, but I love taking other guy's as well. Which number is that?

Last summer, I was diagnosed with secondary syphilis. I assume the initial chancre was internal. I never had any idea I was sick until I broke out in a rash. Even that was complicated by the fact that I had been clearing brush in our yard the week before, so there was no thought it was syphilis until the rash spread to my palms. Apparently that is a clear indicator of the disease. I got injected with penicillin, and it all cleared up in a week or so. The Jarisch-Herxheimer reaction is incredibly painful although it only lasts a few hours. It didn't help that I wasn't told about it until after the fact, so I had no idea what was happening.

Great story! Thanks for sharing it with us.

The shame will pass once you realize and accept how much pleasure and fulfillment sex brings to your life.

Then there are those of us who have the opposite problem with our spouse. My husband totally gets off on getting men we know socially in my ass. He fantasizes about threesomes with our friends all the time.

I think it has caused more people to talk about it which has led to more people admitting to their friends they do it. So I think it has indirectly.

I had tried to talk to my doctor about going on PrEP before, but he told me I was worrying too much. Today I was in again for something unrelated, and I decided to give it another try. After a few minutes back and forth, it became clear he didn't know shit about the topic. So I did some education. He went online while I was there to look up more information. He is going to refer me to the infectious diseases specialist he refers anyone who is positive to since he does not feel he knows enough about it to supervise me on PrEP. We went ahead and drew blood for an HIV test since that has to be done anyway. I am excited to be getting the ball rolling. I will speak to my insurance company tomorrow. I suspect I will end up contacting Gilead as well.

Just keeps getting hotter! This is my new favorite story on BZ.

I meant "user"

I hope you are. I hate to see you tying yourself up in knots over this guy. He seems like a use.

You are very welcome

Another story from the archive I found on my hard drive. This was my favorite story to beat off to when I first started thinking about taking loads from strangers. **************** We first met and fucked maybe four years ago. At the time I had no idea of his status. He picked me up at a club. Before we left for my place, he made sure that I’d let him fuck me bare. He was a great, rough fucker and gave me three loads up my ass. A few weeks later a friend of mine pointed him out at a club, and warned me to stay away from him, as he’s poz. I didn't say anything, but I really freaked out inside. I got tested twice after that, both times negative, so I didn't get infected then. After that I stayed clear off him for three years. Last summer we left a club at the same time, and walked together for awhile. When we passed a dark park, he started to come on to me and said he wanted to fuck me. We went into the park and I sucked him off, but wouldn't let him have my ass. I did swallow his load though. but the idea of getting fucked by him haunted me. A few weeks later I saw him again at a club. I went up to him and said I would let him fuck me if he still wanted to. Once again he made sure that we could do it without rubbers, before agreeing to come to my place. When we got to my apartment I told him I was neg. I told him I usually played safe, but I’d let him do it bare cause I was so hot for him. I could see that this really turned him on. I barely got to taste his dick before it was buried deep in my hole. He stayed the night, and I got a total of four loads up my ass. He also made sure that I kept his seed inside me and let it absorb. We've been together maybe five times after that. He’s never said anything about his HIV-status, and I've never told him that I know about it. I know he’s very promiscuous, usually a top and never uses rubbers. It seems he especially likes young guys who look kind of innocent. I’ve often seen him leave a club with guys who look about 18. As far as I know, none of my friends know I've been fucking with him. at least I haven’t told them. A lot of my friends fuck bare, but I don’t think any of them would confess to bugchasing. We never discuss HIV or anything like that.

I was reading some old text porn on my computer last night when I stumbled upon this story. It's definitely from "the old days." I am pretty sure I saved it from the Extreme Bare Back mailing list. Anyway, I think this is story is a second part to the one above. I had never seen the first part before. *************************** Seth Returns I was working at home one mid-Friday afternoon when someone knocked. I could tell its wasn't the mailman or the UPS guy, so it had to be what I wanted -- a man! Doorbell trade. I opened the door and it turned about to be Seth, who I've written about and thought had just been over but it was actually several weeks ago. Seth did a one breath confession that he'd missed me (sure, Mary), hadn't played around since the last time he was here (poor dear), didn't have much time because it was his turn to pick up the kids, and he'd been over before except that he had this weird flu, accomplished in the time it took him to strip quickly, show hard, and grab me in a hug. Seth also surprised me by aiming his tongue at my tonsils. And this totally made my day and the next several: The last (and only) time Seth was here, he claimed to be "bi-" and to have been fucked only once. Now I learned he had wife and kids and had gotten sick a couple weeks after being here. Sounds like I knocked him up! Awesome. Happy to breed some construction butt. I played it real casual though, mentioned there's lots of weird flues going around this year. But learned Seth had intense headaches, this rash, the runs, and was really sweaty at night. Night sweats! Bingo! We did kissy-kissy, sucky-sucky while I played 21 questions. Learned the flu had gone away after a couple days. The sweats were the worst - yup, usually are. And made sure Seth hadn't gone to a doctor. Want to make sure Seth shares my bugs for a while before he sees a doctor. And the doctor can't do jack. Not like he can cancel your membership in this club. Heh. My POZ cock was actually slimy I was drooling so much pre-cum. Knowing Seth got his Death Fuck here and I was the one who injected him. I knew enough to shut up and tongued his hairy hole. Love the musk and sweat on a workman after shift. Since Seth kept his butt in the air, I fumbled for the lube (no nonoxynol-9 in this house!), spread some on me and into him, then mounted for a nice rough ride. I'm one of those wimpy types who fucks hard for the pleasure of making it hurt. I usually stare off into space, but this time looked at my cock sliding in and out and got off knowing I'd used my Deathstick to not only fuck up this unsuspecting dude's life, but that he came back for more toxic sperm. I put my load of POZ sperm where it feels best -- deep inside some clueless butt hole. Seth shot all over the couch, getting most of it on the cum towel at least. Dressed and left.

Excellent story. Got me rock hard.