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  1. Full Disclosure ... or close enough thereto

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    While I shan't promise to air all of my dirty [dirty, dirty, so very, very dirty] secrets, this hunkering has left me with naught but virtual salaciousness for far too long.

    That said, I'll show you mine, as it were, should you choose to slide yours into my inbox, so let your conscience - or lack thereof - be your guide, ask or say whatever you wish, and let me know if you want my answers to be public or private.

    To be honest, though, it doesn't even have to be naughty, just ... to be.

    Questions? Ideas? Suggestions for books or blogs? Discussions about art history? Favorite movies or musicals? Recipes? Photography?

    Let me know what interests you, and I shall, in return, provide a more well-rounded view of what makes me tick.

    Yes, I'm an unrepentant slut; however, just like my bisexuality, my social / political / religious views, and my dreams and desires, being a bareback cumdump bottom with an unholy craving for throbbing raw cocks stretching my ass to its limits and flooding my guts with uncountable loads is only part of my personality: each element helps to make me who I am, but no one aspect forms the metaphorical bedrock upon which the core of my being rests.

    Long story short, even though being an introvert means that I can be alone without feeling lonely, this does not mean that I do not occasionally crave even the most remote of interactions.

  2. I'd like to start this rather lengthy post with an apology for any measure of vitriol I did not catch prior to posting it. And to those moderating this forum, please let me know if you would like me to edit or delete this entry. --- My job is tied to provider and caregiver EMR support - flagging documentation, finding and reading test results, helping to place/correct/resolve orders, and so forth. I have friends and co-workers on the front line in over-capacity ERs and packed Immediate Care facilities. Some of my team may well be called back into a nursing or provider role. I am neither a clinician nor a licensed counselor, but I'm am SME for both impatient and outpatient medication integration, and I have been through - and currently use - our caregiver emotional support training. And, truth to tell, it hurts that we're unable to hug one another for comfort. My soul aches every time another person I know comes down with it. I cry with them when they say they haven't been able to be in the same house as their children since this started. As for me, I spent a week and a half with all the symptoms, but they weren't quite bad enough to push for the test. Close, yes: F 100° fever, dry cough, difficulty breathing, grinding fatigue ... but I didn't want to have them use a test on me unless I went further downhill, because I know all too well just how short the supplies of everything are. And yes, I'm an unrepentant, voracious bottom, but I refuse to risk myself or those I care for just because I want that intimate level of human contact, regardless of whether it's wholesome or some hole. Then I read stories like this, and I find myself suffused with an incandescent rage. His actions - both in and out of hospital - speak to a level of unconcern I find staggering. And to me it doesn't matter that it's tied to his sexual activities: what matters is that he chose to risk not only his own health, but that he treated the health of those around him in such a cavalier manner, and exhibited what I find to be an appalling level of disrespect to his caregivers. @rawTOP, thank you for posting this, and to all those taking care of themselves, thinking about what's best for you and those around you, and reaching out to take care of others, mere words cannot express my respect and appreciation for what you're wiiling to do to work towards ending this nightmare.
  3. There's a certain measure of irony in finally having a month where my personal time, work schedule, and finances would permit me to spend a couple of afternoons at various ABS locations, set up a hotel breeding party, and visit Hawks for Lights Out three times before May rolls in ... and we're currently - and understandably - under a shelter at home policy, which means that all of the aforementioned options are currently closed to me.

    Oh well ... I've needed to reorganize my bedroom and work on my bread recipes for the almost six weeks, so at least I have that going for me.

    Please excuse me whilst I fall back upon my fainting couch, my wrist pressed to my forehead, as my melancholy forces me to succumb to the vapors.

  4. Both the giving and receiving of loads occurred last night at my two closest ABS. Suffice it to say that I returned home with sore knees, a lopsided grin, and - thanks to taking what was intended to be a brief break - nary a hint of regret that I didn't complete the rest of my errands.
  5. Admission:

    My local ABS are closing for at least two weeks, the Oregon Theater closed, CumUnion has been canceled, and I've not seen a single Sex Now ad in the last eleven days. That said, I slaked my thirst, and now shall play it safe - as regards the coronavirus, of course, for I shan't use that term to describe my views on condoms - until this pandemic is under better control.

    Pros:

    Took three loads in the ass, got to swallow two, and was called both handsome and hot whilst cruising.

    Cons:

    Two individuals were 86'd for... less than appropriate behavior, one had outstanding police trespassing notices, two kept going limp as soon as their glans touched my hole, and one was so high that he crashed backward, slammed into the wall, and started slurring and moaning.

    That last one? Yeah ...

    All in all, while the sex was enjoyable, I've taken enough risks this go-round, and shall rely instead on a pageant wave for the foreseeable future.

  6. Oh, before I forget, I wanted to let you know that I may never use it on this site, but I do occasionally drop a bit of purple prose into my writing.

    #themoreyouknow

  7. This Saturday is FurFuck at Hawks:

    1. I don't work Saturday, I'm furry, & I love being fucked
    2. I'm neg, on PrEP & don't care about size/status - I want your loads
    3. They have day passes & lockers
    4. I'll take cock anywhere in the club

    Hopefully the hint wasn't too subtle.

  8. Over the course of my sexual life? Oh yeah. Keeping aside, it's probably closer to -- and, more likely, well over -- 2K.
  9. Sssssooooo ... yeah.

    I've decided to bite the bullet and send in a model application for Stocky Dudes. I may also send one in for Hairy Adult Modeling as one of their clients/affiliates is Bear Films, as there's a possibility I may fit their demographic as well.

    That said, I'm still working on my body [down four pounds and 1.5% body fat since last check-in], and assuming [hoping, really] I'm accepted by but not under an exclusivity contract for either of the aforementioned studios, I may well apply for Treasure Island Media once I'm a bit more toned.

    1. ejaculaTe

      ejaculaTe

      Can I get your autograph...? 

  10. Hm.

    Out of curiosity, does anyone know of any bareback studios who're looking for someone who is (unfortunately) not in as good a shape as he might wish to be, but is still a voracious enough bottom that he can take cock with the best of 'em?

    1. NLbear

      NLbear

      I don't know what you look like but have you tried companies that focus on a more niche market such as bears, chubs or 'older' men?

    2. rawloadstaken

      rawloadstaken

      @NLbear, I've thought about it, and I've tried to look for their sites online, but the only option I've found so far is Hairy Adult Modeling, and I wasn't sure if that was the only portal for that type of application.

      Don't get me wrong: I'm planning on applying there, but I was also hoping that other avenues were open to me in order for my avenue to be open to others.  😉

  11. Yeah, holding off on any sexy times for a bit.

    My doctor changed out one of my meds and changed the dosage on another, and I'm just a touch too fatigued and dizzy to drive.

    He said the side effects should (hopefully) fade over the next week or two, but I'm afraid I'll have nothing to report 'til then.

    Sorry about that.

    1. rawloadstaken

      rawloadstaken

      On the bright side, if this works then it means my thyroid levels will (finally) be where they should be, and I'll stop having these godawful energy slumps in the afternoons.

  12. Oh ... what the hell.

    I think I'll - to borrow a line from Shakespeare - screw my courage to the sticking place and head to Saturday's FurFuck at HawksPDX.

    I usually go on Wednesdays - Lights Out is far less disconcerting for me - but I'll give it a shot and see what comes up.

  13. I apparently misremembered when my roommate worked. Either that, or she took tonight off.

    I came out of my room after being pounded for a half hour and begging for his load only to see her sitting on the sofa watching television and blushing furiously.

    He rather sheepishly tucked his dick back into his pants and almost ran out of the door and my roommate and I just stared at one another for a few seconds before we both busted up laughing.

    I didn’t necessarily like embarrassing her – or being embarrassed – but hey, this is why she’s a kick-ass roomie.

    1. pulcish

      pulcish

      Sounds like a good roommate. Did she already know that you get fucked by lots of guys?

  14. That's something that amuses me to no end. I get tops with "safe only" in their profile message me and tell me they only use condoms, and when I point out my screen name, about half of them give the "oh, maybe just this once" excuse and ask if I'm really willing to bareback.
  15. Other than my first girlfriend, all but a (very) few of my encounters in college were bareback. To be honest, other than seeing them in the stores when I purchased lube, I never really thought about either purchasing or using condoms. That stayed the same while I was in a monogamous relationship, and then I alternated between condoms and bareback depending on my mood and the top. I returned to condom use in the mid-'80s when I started losing friends to what was colloquially termed the AIDS scare/crisis/panic, but even through my own fears and despair, I kept leaning toward barebacking purely from the standpoint of physical comfort. I have a mild latex allergy, and polyurethane condoms weren't terribly common at the time, but I had the feeling -- I can't say "belief," as it wasn't that strong -- that I would at least attempt to make being a receptive partner for anal sex safer. Ironically enough, I had more damage done to my hole during that time by condom use than I ever have by enormous cocks or vigorous, multi-topped sessions. Absent a far more involved discussion of my personal journey than anyone is likely to enjoy yawning through, suffice it to say that science's greater understanding of HIV transmission rates and associated infection vector(s) combined with my access to PrEP has almost completely turned me off of condoms of any type. I will -- if my partner adamantly insists on it -- accept condom use in the beginning, or if it's going to be a one-off encounter, but I also make clear that I find bare not only more enjoyable, but more psychologically fulfilling, and condoms kill both sensation and the mood. I guess you could say I started out barebacking, worked through what I personally felt was a devastating time by resorting to condom use, and then was given the opportunity to return to bareback. And I don't think I'll ever look back.
  16. Last Friday I was tired (but horny) after leaving work and decided to check out Peeps Too on the way home. I mentioned in one of my previous posts about the gorgeous thick cock who started making fucking noises as soon as I started sucking him, and he was there again. Hey, I may not recognize faces, but I can recognize the cocks I like. He started thrusting as soon as he was in my mouth, and this time I didn't do the whole playing about with dragging him up and down my crack, I just stood up and started pushing back onto him. I was a little too dry to begin with unfortunately -- not that this stopped either of us -- but between his precum and me fingering more lube onto his cock and around my hole while he was fucking me, it became a little less of a struggle for him to move in me. The load he gave me was hot -- as in it felt like it was steaming in my guts and was going to sizzle when it dripped out of my hole -- and he pulled back and wiped himself off while I was catching my breath. I leaned over and and said thank you while I was fingering the load in my hole, and he replied with "thank you" before he left. So he's got a great cock, he barebacks, he has a good amount of stamina, he shoots big (and tasty) loads, and he's polite. Now that's what I call an anonymous keeper. I rather hope to see/feel him again sometime.
  17. I met up with one of my occasional FBs around 10 p.m. Thursday and blew my load as he was plowing me.

    Looking back over the last year, I'm a bit surprised at just how often I come without touching myself when I'm being fucked.

  18. @raunchycumslut covered 90% of what I was going to say, so about the only thing I can add -- other than condoms, as @evilqueerpig noted -- is guys who don't respect boundaries. If my partner(s) du jour want to add something to what we've negotiated, even if it's not something that I would usually do, I'm almost always willing to negotiate. When it comes to my hard limits, though, ask once, then stop. Pushing for it, demanding it, or telling me that I have no say in the situation is a hard no.
  19. Wow. Thank you autocorrect. That was supposed to be "it might give you some comfort ..."
  20. Agreed. I can understand the discomfort one may feel wondering or worrying about what might happen should their medical or medication history be released to those not in a need to know clinical relationship, but unless you're concerned about a spouse / partner / lover / person who holds your medical PoA finding out, it might give guy some commodity to know that your medical record is protected under HIPAA law, and even in those aforementioned scenarios, HIPAA guidelines still apply, and there are additional state and federal laws protecting how much -- and what type of -- information can be disseminated at all.
  21. I can completely understand wanting to clarify why you're taking it -- I was in much the same boat when I started -- but in a clinical or hospital environment, your healthcare providers should need to know is that (a) you're still taking it, and (b) at this time, you are not HIV-positive. If you're in an environment where they may not know -- even if they should-- such as a dentist's office or eye care provider, then my personal choice had been to say something along the lines of it being a prophylactic prescription for sexual health. As to knowing which medications you're on, that's tied to whether your healthcare providers such as primary care physicians, hospitals, and surgeons are in same medical group (such as Kaiser Permanente) or, if they are not, whether or not you signed intake paperwork saying your current provider(s) could access your medical chart from other locations / groups / practices. And I know my experiences aren't/won't be the same as yours, but I hope I've helped to ease your mind at least a little bit.
  22. I went to Peeps Too after work on Sunday to see if anyone was interested. About ten minutes after I got there, I was in the L side of a three-part gloryhole suite and saw a gorgeous, thick, curved, uncut dick come sliding through the hole. I sucked on him for about five minutes, then started dragging the tip of his dick across my ass. He didn't object, so I took a hit of poppers and pushed myself down. Did I mention he was thick? Because yeah, he was thick. Even with everything I did to prep for it, it hurt for the first minute or two, and then my "oh, hey, you're a slut" trigger kicked over and I started moaning. I was pressed against the hole holding my cheeks apart and feeling him rail my ass and guts. If he didn't punch through the second sphincter, he damn sure was knocking on that door. He unloaded in me, and so I turned around and cleaned him off with my mouth -- y'know, as you do -- and he finally pulled back, tucked himself away, and stepped out of the booth. I don't know if he said something to the next person in through the door, but about thirty seconds after I started sucking him, he started making fucking motions with his hips, so I took the hint and slid down to the pubes on him, too. Another load, another cleaning. The third guy to breed me had a smaller uncut cock, but he made up for it with stamina. He pounded me for somewhere between five and eight minutes before he started shooting. And yes, I cleaned him off too. The fourth load I took was from a gorgeous, slightly curved dick. He was probably the most vocal of the four, but I could be wrong, as I was in a fuck-haze by then. Cleaned, tucked away, and left. The fifth load was swallowed. A smaller cock, but a huge, sweet load, and I pulled his foreskin back to make sure I got every last drop. Had no luck at Peeps, but did feed my load to a cocksucker who kept gagging on my cock, and then tried to rather roughly finger my cum-filled ass. So yeah. Good night, a lot of loads, and this last week suddenly became just a little bit better.
  23. To borrow from a fairly common phrase, "recycle, redux, please use. What can I say? I like sustainability.
  24. I guess I need to start going to Hawks on a more regular basis ...
  25. I got my last two loads about three hours ago. I went to Peeps Too after work, sucked on a couple of cocks, and then started to head out before a HOT bear (or maybe cub: I'm not sure how he self-identified) came in and went into one of the GH booths. I went into the next one, and he dropped trou and stuck his cock through the hole. It was gorgeous. Thick and uncut, probably in the 8" range. I sucked him for maybe five minutes, and then started rubbing my hole against the tip of his cock. He didn't pull back, so I started sinking onto his dick until I was pressed up against the hole, and then he went to town. My god, but he threw a good fuck. He pulled out after a few minutes and asked if we could go to the other side of the booths, as they're larger and more private. We got there, he pulled down his sweatpants, and I started sucking him again. When I stood up, he leaned over and sucked on me for a bit, then stood up and held his dick. I turned back around, and he wound up fucking me even harder than he had in the GH booth. After a bit he tensed up and just kept saying "oh god, oh my god, fuuuuuck," and he unloaded in me. I knelt down and sucked on him for a couple of minutes -- I was hoping to get him hard enough for round two -- and then he said he was getting too sensitive. We thanked one another and left the booth, and I'm hoping I see him there again sometime. As to the load, I don't know how long he'd been saving it up, but I wound up dripping into my jeans even though I was trying to hold my hole closed. As I was getting ready to head home, my occasional FB messaged me and said he was at Peeps and wanted to know if I wanted his load. He really had to ask me that? I got there, chewed on and played with his nipples as he likes, and he wound up breeding me deep. So yeah, really full. I'm home, I'm sloppy, and I'm hornier than ever, so I think I'll try to get some more dick tomorrow after I get some car work done, and I may wind up going to Lights Out at Hawks (depending on how I'm feeling).
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