TheBaldMan

In my experience in the UK, things started to really change about 4-5 years ago when guys in backrooms just started not using condoms. Sometimes they would ask if I wanted them to use one. Only polite, but I always said no. If topping, I used to ask too; the reply was usually "bare". Then it changed to I was only going to fuck them bare, and if they argued or were unsure, no fuck. Now, guys just don't ask. It is assumed you go bare. And some health authorities have cut back on condom supplies to save money so some saunas have cut down on availability. (Cut down on lube too, which really annoys me!) But the game changer has been PrEP. As for the U.S., my experience has been at parties in Palm Springs. Over the last 4 years or so, it has only been bare. Certainly if I have been in a sling, the top has fucked me bare, no questions, no options. And at another party, I was being fucked bare within 5 minutes of arrival and then became the party boy to be fucked by all who fancied. Good day, that.

Have plenty myself, back, sleeves, arms, chest. Some guys like them, others don't. The real turn-on for me is any tattoo that cannot be hidden like neck and hands. Guys who have those are usually really up for it. The first guy I ever loaded, a thin, wasted guy, just my sort, had tattooed hands. He had to tell me about them and I, just having been loaded myself, had to load him. Why? We both knew we were on the same journey; seed had to be exchanged. TheBaldMan

Language is not a problem at Ajpnia. English, German, or silent, just enjoy the action and the vibe!

My husband and I visited this club for its regular Wednesday naked evening. It is a community run sex (not fetish) club and offers a cosy, laid back atmosphere. There were about 60 guys there, all shapes and sizes from your classic German bears through to sex-hunting emaciated skinheads. Poz boys are welcome, and I saw one biohazard tattoo. Their lube is of the finest quality, and I did not see a single condom in use: this is a bareback joint and bareback is what folks assume. Smalltalk is in German, but language is not a problem if you are up for it. This is more a local than a sex-tourist venue with the mix about 50% local to 50% fresh meat. There are 3 floors, and sex takes place on all of them. The basement is the place where rampant fucking takes place everywhere you look. Fucking is the dominant form of sex. Next comes rimming, and sucking a fair way down. So if you want to be fucked, you just need to offer your arse and a cock will, sooner rather than later, penentrate it. If you want to fuck, there is plenty of choice and immediate availability. I am not sure how many loads got exchanged. I got the feeling that folks were more interested in servicing many men rather than breeding, but I may be wrong. The ground floor has the bar and seating where you can relax to drink. However, the bar can be difficult to reach because of guys fucking in front of it. The top floor is the "chill out" area, but that is a relative term. It is a place for those who want to talk to their partners and take the sex slower and with more variety, and that is where I hit it off. I was sitting quietly on a sofa, and a gentleman sat down beside me. I immediately noticed his thick cock, thicker than my own generous endowment! But it was his huge balls that really grabbed my attention. He started playing with his cock, as I did with his, which enabled me to judge its considerable size. I wanted to sample his balls, but it was not so easy. His sac had been siliconed; getting on for 500cc, I suspect. I couldn't ask how much; my German isn't good enough and he wasn't into speaking. But nothing gives me a greater hard-on than juiced balls! Despite its size, I was determined to take his cock, and the first step was to deep-throat it. I had to stretch my mouth wide to manage, but I did so and got it to the back of my throat. My reward was the taste of his sweet pre-cum, flavoured by fine German beer. He seemed to enjoy this and I changed my position to expose my hole while sucking him. He picked up the hint and began to finger it. My pre-lubing provided the necessary signal that I was there to be fucked. Then we kind of stood up, whereupon he gently but firmly pushed my head down to bend me over. I really wondered if i was going to be able to take his cock, but my hole is inset, so easy for the top to position for entry. As I felt his cock touch, I just told myself to relax, and in he went. I was stretched, really stretched, but his pace was slow (almost gracious!) which allowed me to adjust without pain and relax further. He wanted to go in deep and he did; I could feel and enjoy the stubble of his shaved and siliconed balls striking me as he pressed right in. We broke off for kissing and nipple play, and then he returned to fucking me which is what he really wanted. All good things have to end, and this did with the exchange of German courtesies. I was thoroughly reamed, and a happy guy! So, if you want a laid back venue with plenty of sex, try Ajpnia.

I know or have encountered a few siliconed guys. One has a lot and the bulge is huge. Despite always wearing loose trackie trousers, you can still see the goods. Another had 300cc and his balls were beautiful. But he ran into pain, and that can and does happen. Yet another guy I know, the effect is that his tackle sticks out a lot; sort of comes into the room before he does. The advice seems to be that up to 250cc, the look is big but still looks "natural", as if you are super-well endowed. More than that becomes a serious body-mod, which may or may not be your journey. The skill of the practitioner really matters. Going slow and building up size gradually, say 100cc at a time, really seems to help, especially regarding getting a good shape. And cleanliness of the operation is essential. Infection from dirty practice is a serious danger. Siliconed balls are fantastic, but permanent. So if you are considering them, think and tread carefully. The best source of information I know is the Yahoo group "The Juiced Man". Well worth joining.

An update on progress. Weight is down to 64.5 kilos/140 lbs. Beginning to develop that wasted poz skinhead bottom look I crave.

The moment I really want to get fucked for is when I feel the heat of his cum as he shoots inside me. Then I know he has loaded me, nothing beats it.

A definite yes to the ranger panties. The liner lets my cock flop around nicely, especially when doing things like the plank. As for headstands, find the inner lining and my arse is revealed. Haven't got erect in them yet: hope to. And the shine and see-through affects certainly attract notice.

Shave hole, cock, balls, whole of my body. Must investigate using an epilator; permanently removing all my body hair would be hot!

Yes, had a similar experience. I've been losing a bit of weight, from 70 kilos down to 65-66 kilos. And I find tops are more interested. Like PozTemptation, I am careful to exercise. Being lean but trim is a good look. Being emaciated with a paunch is not. So I work out at the gym to maintain the muscle mass I have. As for food, I avoid sugar; that has been the key to losing weight for me. Still a bit of weight to go, perhaps down to about 64 kilos which should get the look I want.

Recently visited Manticore and had a good time. Sauna has good facilities, and well designed for cruising. Seems that only Friday-Sunday are worthwhile. Went on a Saturday afternoon and then again that evening. The afternoon was quiet, and also had a few trannies around. Not my scene but they had their admirers. What I did get was deep-throated. I am well endowed so it was quite an achievement on my man's part. He got down to the last 4cms/2", and then I gently but firmly pushed my cock in the rest of the way. Getting my balls resting against his chin was an absolute trip! About 20 folks in the evening. Nearly all local, but that is what you would expect: Plymouth is a working city, not a tourist destination. In general an older crowd, but provided you are prepared to mix it in group action and have a big cock, you are made most welcome. And the action is bareback. The action for me was getting involved in a 3 men daisy chain: a first for me. I was invited to stick my cock into a tasty skinhead's arse, and once in, I was penentrated by a top with a real thick cock. First few strokes hurt a bit as he thoroughly stretched me, but there is nothing more guaranteed to make me hard than feeling my hole being forced well open. So the skin really got it from my swollen cock as we got into the rythmn of the top pushing into me and my then pushing into the skin. No loads, but that's life. So, if you are in Plymouth...........

I've always been a bit of a skinhead to look at, but am now thinking of taking it a bit further to emphasise my role as bottom (I need more loads). I am thinking of removing all my body hair; head is already shaved. And losing a bit more weight. I suppose I am looking for that sex-toy look. But am I on the right track?

Before I went onto PrEP, I didn’t take loads. Once on PrEP, I sought them out. I got better at indicating my role by always being pre-lubed, removing my body hair, and getting thin. It worked; it was just assumed I took it raw. As for being bred, I found all I had to do was ask! But so far I had always been bred in private. Now it had to be in public. The venue for this was naked day at the sauna. I wandered into a room to watch a couple fucking. The top offered me the bottom’s arse. I took it, but indicated that what I really wanted was for him to fuck me. The magic began with the golden words “Do you want me inside you?” I did. So I was bent over the bench next to the other guy and this total top fucked us both in turn. And I was getting the other guy’s juices in my arse and mine in were in his. I sensed this top really wanted me. So at the end of the session, I asked for his load. “It can be arranged”, he replied. A little while later we met again in the sling room where an audience had gathered. They were left in no doubt that I was to be hard-fucked and bred. He told me to get into the sling where I was jack-hammered until he released his spunk into me. There was pain and there was blood, but I did not care. He had driven his load deep into my guts, more deeply than ever before. It would take hours to come out, magnificently messing my pants as I walked home.