leatherpunk16

My late husband was missing one of his balls when we got together. It had to be removed when his doctor discovered a lump. So he was giving himself test injections every couple of weeks. The only side effect I got to experience with him was the increased energy and libido. 

I've had two rounds of gono in the past year. The first appeared in late November after I was at Mr Int'l Rubber. The second was right before the world shut down in March. I had sex with three guys over a week, and I'm pretty sure I know which one gave it to me again. Thankfully I didn't have to suffer lockdown with that bug - it would have been torture. Picture it, no treatment and no one to share it with. [shrugging shoulders emoji]

3 hours ago, Poz2play said:

I would have loved to have my boyfriend poz me by accident. But I got pozzed while I was chasing on the west coast. Then got transferred to the East coast and had to change my lifestyle. I got married and had to hide that I was gay and was poz. 

And how has that worked out for you? Surely your spouse knows your status?

11 hours ago, justabitnastycub said:

Give a link to that? I’m curious 

Just look up Metabods dot com and it will turn up.

On 5/5/2020 at 6:49 AM, subBottomKink said:

Any idea who the fister is in this?

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Fist Alley didn't get to put out much before they shut down. The bottom is HungerFF or RJ Danvers - find him, and you'll probably find the name of the top.

It's like something you'd read on MetaBods, but with a darker twist.

For me, it's the fun of it. We're all people, and we can have sex like straight people do. I was taught in my youth that unprotected sex between ANYONE was seriously risky and dangerous, so I stayed away from it. I think the trust (both of my partners and trusting myself) was not there. And when it came, I no longer had this barrier between us, if you'll pardon the expression. And I embraced it. Now that I'm doing porn on occasion, this has become a requirement, and I don't need one more thing holding me back from success. 

So it works out for both parties.

If I ever get back in the sexual arena, it's entirely possible. I don't use condoms anymore, and all my hookups in 2020 saw me bottoming raw dick. That's how I got gono for the fourth time in February. And I wouldn't be too surprised - this site fuels the fantasy, but I probably won't even know it happened until the sickness comes or a test shows that it happened. Men lie or withhold information, and will put their diseased cock in my hole without concern for it. And if they're carrying a big weapon, I bend over for it and don't care.

Should I be upset? Should I chide myself for not taking better care of my health? Or do I fuck my way into pozhood and not give a damn about it? 

Either way, I have to accept that it can and WILL happen. Just not right now.

1 hour ago, SlingRyderFF said:

Bro, I'd like to see you using it!

I'll see if I can send some pictures from my labtop. 

A large buttplug from Square Peg. Goes right in with no difficulty and feels really good. 

I sure do remember! When I was 19, I was preparing for my first opera production, and the plan was to record the opera in the studio rather than perform it on the stage. I found a local studio, and the owner was instantly attracted to me. He didn't show it for a couple years, but I continued to give him business. It wasn't until I was 21 that he declared himself to me. I was in shock. He was married, twice my age, and totally not the type I expected to come after me. Plus he risked losing my business. But I was okay with it, and after wrapping up another studio recording, we got drunk and jacked off together. I went off to university, and every time I jerked off there, I wished I had let him go a little further with his intentions.

When I returned from schooling a couple years later, I flat out asked him if he would do more than just spank it with me. And he agreed. Came over to my house and fucked me. HARD. He insisted upon condoms - he knew he was cheating on his wife with other girls, so to protect me from danger, he wore them. I was not a fan but I did get him to take me bare one time. I've often told the story here: we were in his studio basement, and he fucked me raw over a barstool. Then another client showed up, and he rushed me out the back while letting the new arrival in the front. 

This guy would never give me his seed, so we stopped fucking and I started going after guys who WERE available.

There are a few directions to go in if the story is to continue.

The hero of the story broke the quarantine rules. That's been the focus of the tale from the beginning. What is the consequence of that? Some places have lifted their restrictions. Maybe go in that direction. Or send him to a BLM protest, if you want to keep it relevant and true to life, and he'll pick up someone there, and nail him in a public place. I'm sure there are a few readers who enjoy the thrill of fucking in the open air. 

Got lots of options.

It's a real thing. I've had a few, or thought I did, but it turns out I have strictures in my dink. Came from untreated gono. 

However, a UTI is very like an STD in the way that it CAN be sexually transmitted. If you have the infection, and fuck someone while it is untreated, they will get it also. Makes sense since the sperm passes through the same area as the urine. Not a direct line, of course, but same opening. 

Sure do! I'm Shannon O'Feral and my JFF is at justfor.fans/feral_o. My rates are low and the variety is interesting.

I don't want to live on this planet anymore.

On 12/18/2019 at 11:54 PM, skinster said:

And it's possibly Carl who tricked Mark along to those circumstances on purpose to ingest whatever through a spiked water bottle at his house. Or one of other people present there, with or without Carl's direct knowledge to such effect, who had done the same or offered. Or Mark by accident grabbed the closest water bottle being not empty to quench the thirst -

I'm re-reading some of my posts, and I wanted to address this reply.

It's curious that you said this. I never mentioned that detail about the water bottle, but Mark certainly did. When I asked him how it happened, he seemed to think he drank something out of the wrong cup. That it's oddly specific makes me think ... Do you know something that I don't, or was that just coincidence? 

Yeah, kinda. When I met my late husband, I practically ran away from love. Even told him (three months into the relationship) that I didn't love him. It broke both of us, but the truth was that I was scared. Because it was so good and so perfect, I couldn't process it. And after we made up, I was absolutely his to his dying day. I would give anything to feel like I did with him a second time in my life, but as the pandemic continues to rage, I see less possibility for finding a reasonable substitute. 

Love is a good thing. Don't run away from it when it presents itself to you.

A lot of us are going to be okay with this. If a man with a great dick comes to us, we willingly waive the question of his appearance. Also, if we have our face buried in a pillow or bent over a fuckbench, we can imagine what makes an attractive face to us if we like while you plow away on our hole. 

Way I see it - Lord giveth and Lord taketh away. 

Actually, yes!

In 2005, I worked for a company that paid me to advertise their business in residential areas. One day that summer, I was in the neighbourhood of my married fuckbud, and while I was nearby, I dropped in on him for a roll in the hay. He sent his wife out to the bank with some cheques and cash, and when we were alone, he yanked my shorts down and swallowed my cock. When he was good and hard, he turned me over and plowed my tight hole. Twice we thought the wife was back home already because of upstairs noise, but they were false alarms, so we fucked until I couldn't take it anymore. Then he put his throbbing black cock in my mouth and I sucked him off until he came down my throat. 

I went back to work before the missus returned, and no one was the wiser for it. Regrettably, that was the last time we ever got together for sex, so it was nice to make that memory while we could. I wonder what he's up to nowadays?

@bugRyanand I have been flirting back and forth for a while. We both admitted our cybercrush to each other, but I don't think we know that much about one another. That probably doesn't matter - it's all about fun and spreading it around and getting pervy. 

Been more than ten years. But I don't take that many loads since I topped for a majority of that time. I think only a handful of guys have actually bred me. I've been bottoming way more this year, so that might change. Time will tell.

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My current fave is a simple SquarePeg. It does the job and fits pretty well. 

I recently found my late husband's toys, which I thought were lost. They were in a box in the basement for two years, so I put 'em in the sink for washing. The buttplug is a little harder to put in - so inflexible! - but it will be nice to keep a load inside when someone finally shoots one there.

Can relate. I think my smoke fetish began when I was 12. Although I hated that as a child, the teenage version of me was seriously turned on by it. It wasn't until the age of 17 that I finally got round to it. The first guy I had sex with was also an underage skomer, and he was getting them from his dad. So when we got together in his basement bedroom, we'd open the window, light up, and shoot the shit. After the first time we fucked, I lay comatose on the bed and when I came out of that euphoric state, I rolled over to look at him and he was silently watching me from across the room while burning a Camel. 

This kind of thing didn't become a fetish until the age of 29 when I hooked up with two hung pigs who each smoked a pack a day. We'd get together to fuck, and they'd share with me, and that was that. We did only a little smoke play - it was mostly about swapping loads and taking dick. 

Nowadays I'm a hardcore vapist. I don't see those guys anymore, and it's not as sexual as it was. My libido has settled on things I like better.

I think I know what you mean. Since we don't have an end date for this, it's kinda hard to plan to start taking it 14 days before we're active again, and then it turns out that we'll be here another three months. A lot of guys are gonna want to get seeded straight away, and this lack of an end date doesn't really provide for that.