rawsatyr

when I see fun top with a (elongated) GAPE and even better, dripping and drooling DNA from random inseminations just prior to him topping, I'm super turned on. BACK-STORY: I recall Gaydotcom public chat episodes during the millennial MAINSTREAM transition away from the then common. holier-than-thou condom SAFE SEX ONLY (as dogma lip service) towards the NEW NORMAL of RAW IS LAW bareback sports-fucking! I recall hypocrisy and being SHUNNED (as trash) by snobby ALL=BOTTOM bareback queens. Specifying they were looking for those who ONLY TOP. And arrogantly dismissing guys who were more opportunistically VERSE like myself, saying THEY JUST SPREAD HIV. They presumed an ALL TOP was more masculine or SAFE I guess and being ALL BOTTOM was like a better female or SAFER than those horrible TRASHY SLUTS. Fast forward to now. I'm super turned on by SLUTTY, TRASHY, promiscuous bad-boys and we all (in the NEW NORMAL) have embraced the once derogatory terminology of [banned word] risky behavior. Guys cockily posing with a smirk, a boner and a cum-dripping hole have become the ultimate expression of sexual liberation for the ever more dare amateur posers of the internet. LOVE taking loads from them... or imagine: them using their overflowing DNA collection dripping from their holes as LUBRICANT before fucking me, OR YOU!!! SWOON!

No NEED TO CHEAT when you are both turned on by total promiscuity and your partner being a slut. Basically we granted each other LICENCE TO WHORE & SCORE! BEFORE MARRIAGE! Sometimes we play together, sometimes we don't. As liberal and limitless as that appears, there have to be boundaries, agreed upon RED FLAGS and SAFETY HATCHES! Not neurotic shit like NO KISSING or PLAYING TOGETHER ONLY! But for example: neediness, clinginess, couch-surfers wanting to BECOME THE THIRD but contributing nothing! And no old school hypocrite-hetero, religiously-confused, politically-populist attitudes. say no more, hush my mouth) Amateurs and newbies with goo-goo eyes for just one over the other. Typically confirmed after the first or second trick session... (really more into ONE-ON-ONE even passed the first hookup), aka aspiring monogamists, guys with evasive attitudes towards one or the other, partner-poachers wanting to BE WITH ONE of us in a relationship... And for me the all-time dislike... the sneaking around, avoiding me, not responding at all (as an alleged REAL FRIENDLY would and hitting up on my partner when a certain one I'm thinking of, a congenital CHEATER (ex-Jehova cultist) knows I'm asleep. Dumb motherfuckers could HAVE THEIR COCK AND EAT IT TOO but seemingly needs the thrill of being a snake!

I'm gonna do a long-winded storytime here! Maybe repeated somewhere before on here by me, IDK! Hope you can relate. Condoms were always that awkward 'Debbie Downer' elephant in the room for me. For many of you too! The CONEHEADS used the as chewing gum! Even when THE GOLDEN GIRLS timidly purchase rubbers in a drug-store, each one of the girls picking a personal style, then getting humiliated as they get loudly broadcasted by an uncouth druggist! Cringeworthy things and it seemed as though even the churches despised those demon GADGETS! Mentally I was too tweaked to even WANT to DEAL and fuck with those clinical devices on the pecker,. Really did a doozy on the dick hydraulics. Passion went POOF! And all the implied ungodliness in the early days of doom and gloom attitudes. An era of FEAR & Loathing, the talk of SAFE SEX is NOT SAFE, just SAFER! ABSTINENCE IS BEST! And then the even more bizarre palaver about DENTAL DAMS for blowjobs and 'chowing down on beaver' on what was essentially pitched as 'sensible responsibility' to keep that DREADED SCOURGE at bay... For heteros it made even more sense with their constant worries of CHILD SUPPORT for decades to come, on top of the often hysteric AIDS fears falsely linked to sitting on a tainted toilet and accidently drinking from THE WRONG CUP. SICK, SICK, SICK the proselytizing anally-verklemmte cults of rebranded McAngrypunishmentofGod church people preached and railed. The 'sodomites' as well as the 'perversions' and THEIR AIDS were pitched as divine punishment. The stigmatized American UNTOUCHABLE caste of homos was derided by Anita Bryant and ignored by Reagan, until THEIR FRIENDS and America's show business darlings in Hollywood came out of the closet, but typically once close to death. I was one of the intimated novices not impressed by the bitter attitudes of the gay volunteers at the AIDS PROJECT (?) in LA, hateful towards 'twinks' , blaming some of them for a plague having gone out of control. There were barely accurate tests available and few medicines were as primitive and toxic as rat poison. I sequestered myself away from the gay mainstream of West Hollywood and SF escaping into make-shift gay monogamy. A total of FOUR of these, each longer than trailer-park marriages (on average) all destined to fail with the hypocrisy, cheating, lying and deceptions. SERIAL MONOGAMY as prophylactics! Better that those 'breaking condoms'! Sure! Then slowly I let my guard down, fornicated 'selectively' by WHO LOOKS SAFEST: no inked, pierced, heavily vested in gay subculture 'types'. A very conservative gay doctor friend us to rail against contacts with them. I picked my suitors like a fool hooked on fairytale endings. All 4 of my suitors were alleged monogamists who sadly failed when temptations arose. Then my Number 5 came around like an innocent Harry Potter art student in 2007 and by 2008 us going straight to BAREBACK seemed a SAFER CHOICE. Withing a year of newly-wed bliss my young prince was getting sick. Cancer squarely related to the cure-all herbicide product ROUND UP of Monsanto had made it into his weekly chores of spraying this chemical malarkey liberally (and UNPROTECTED) into the otherwise weed-choked parking lot of a small church in Arkansas, instructed to do take care of, easy as child's play by his scripture toting, homo-hating preacher father. Wafting and pickled in Roundup hiding his sexuality as he went to college. Reality Check: Leukemia had spread throughout and the kid who was given little chance of survival as he was also found to be poz. And although my tests weren't coming out the poz, I was told that in 6 months ... and yes then I too had the SCARLET LETTER. Quick thinking, cobbling lemons into lemonade, discovering the NEW NORMAL of unrestricted, promiscuous BAREBACK sex and essentially a WILLFUL mental conversion followed. From those days on my BF and I decided that we can reinvent and disband the RULES of an uptight morality best suited for scripture-fearing heteros intend to raise clutches of toddlers. We would embrace sex as a subcultural CONTACT SPORT, promiscuity-embracing and ALWAYS to be practiced RAW, BAREBACK and say the words WITHOUT PROTECTION. Embrace and celebrate what we once feared, stay healthy, keep home-wreckers, partner-poachers at bay, keep the house clean of VD or the generic kinds, including crotch monkey crabs, mites and other nuisances. Become a new breed of poz, gay and proudly-promiscuous BAREBACKERS who will not even tolerate a suggestion of shame, fear and condoms. RAW IS LAW and as we line up out sexual exploits, they are handled in a casual manner like a weekend fishing trip. The BAD BOYS, once gossiped as 'having that plague', the ones carrying a style and appearance that MARKS them as 'man-whores' and 'sluts' are now our favorites! We even invite the VETERAN POZ survivors into our lives and have reported to each other (among peers) that the raw, vulgarly-celebrated acts of poz sodomy and debauchery gives us the strongest thrills. In a way, it is penance and redemption but also a personal high some comparing the willful poz bondings as a spiritual SUPERCHARGE. And NO CONDOMS EVER or the ones not IN SYNC with it, still stabding lost with scriptures and TROYANS will find themselves politely escorted away from where the NEW NORMAL has become 'standard practice' (ok its later, I'm foregoing edits)

I got married to a big-dicked twink after he unknowingly pozzed me. The other gogo dancers in West Hollywood must have INITIATED him into the 'brotherhood'. We have been thick as thieves for over ten years now. Age DIFFERENCE between us is 25 years! Our prenuptial was a pledge that ALL SEX IS SPORT, no jealousy, no shame or hypocrisy allowed! Also not allowed are old-school home-wreckers or those showing the attitude. And ALL SEX MUST BE CONSUMMATED BAREBACK or it's too lame to brag about! Young guys getting bred and submitting OPENLY and proudly to jaded much older, barebackers has become an awesome turn-on for the both of us!

At a sex=party I typically join the smirking DISBELIEF crowd when an old-school, nervous 'safe sex' player mumbles something about 'oh fun, let me find a condom'. That shit won't get me. I want me sex RAW, bb, BAREBACK, skin-on-skin as in DEVOUTLY UNSAFE and anxious to accept or share random DNA. Won't know his name, his 'status' or possibly what he 'looked like' in a police line-up... but if I see or hear anything about CONDOMS I hop up and out like it's KRYPTONITE! OOPS look at the time! I politely decline!

Oh I forgot to mention, I'm kinda vers and actually really turned on by tops whose cunt looks well-fucked. Most likely he took a few poz loads that day himself and that INCREASED danger thrill turns me on! As to sexy bottoms: I'm more turned on by verbal powerbottoms with a pretty, cut dick getting hard from being penetrated or even NUTTING without touching the dick, than with "I'm justa hole!" vanilla bottoms going ass-up and doing nothing more. Same though goes for boring tops who just screw from behind and are done with it... As 'they say': "It takes all kinds!" But just sharing my personal angle for entertainment purposes....