Swampboi

Tangentially related to this post: does anyone know if there is a place where we can discuss the appeal of consciously choosing not to use prep but still having raw sex? I'm not talking about bug chasing.

To piggy back on this post, i too have had similar experiences. I've participated in high risk activity while on prep (Houston, FLL, and Vegas bathhouses taking all loads that were offered from some real characters). I've contracted plenty of STDs but always managed to stay HIV negative. this is, as said before, anecdotal of course--but feels relevant.

I went years ago. I had a great time. I flew in from Texas and I was by myself so I had to make friends. I may have written a post about it somewhere on this site... Most advice I have would be around traveling for the event but as a local, you probably don't have use for most of that advice. Other advice: 1. trimix-- they had a trimix demonstration and where you could try it. I loved it. Me and so many others were rock hard for so long. Made fucking on the dance floor amazing. I felt like I was at prom...except all gay and we were making out and fucking instead of dancing. 2. gang bang lottery: so fucking hot to watch but do NOT enter the raffle if you are an amateur. Those pornstars will not be gentle at all and they pretty much start with DP. This lottery is for expert bottoms. 3. Bathhouse events: there's usually a bathhouse listed on the schedule every night. I went for 2 of the nights and one was really fun and busy, the other was dead af. You may need to ask the locals which nights are better. 4. Absolutely no one went to the event on the beach. I went and I was cold the whole time. 5. the pool parties are fucking great. 6. the big dick society measure in was one of my fav parties even though I wasn't large enough to become a member. 7. bring your own supplies: lube, poppers, wipes for cleaning up, etc. Most of the events have clothes checks so you'll want to have a Fanny pack or socks or something to help you carry your stuff. 8. this is a great event for all of your fav gear: jocks, harnesses, cock rings, socks, masks. I had so much fun wearing and getting fucked in my gear so don't be afraid to get creative (themes and colors) 9. speaking of colors: hanky code rules don't really apply but it seemed like people still followed the rules for red (fisting) and yellow (piss). 10. have fun. Be respectful. Don't yuck anyone's yum and find ways to participate. It's a party, not a museum meaning: no pointing and gawking, no photos. Jump in there and touch some genitalia. hope this helps

Unplanned. Freshman year at college. I went to a small school and was drinking in the “quad” and ran into this sophomore I somewhat knew. He asked if I wanted to come to a party off campus and I said yes and followed him to this party. He was hands and we were making out at the party… eventually we fooled around a little in the bathroom and he asked if I wanted to go to his apartment. We went back and got to business. I think I asked if he had condoms and he said “nope. No condoms.” He also didn’t have lube, so we used conditioner haha. I guess I was so horny that i was thinking we’d go bb and I’d ask him to pull out — but when he said he was about to cum, I didn’t say anything and he just kept on fucking until boom.

It has to be both for me. The feeling when a guy cums in me is probs the most ultimate feeling I can think of— but I like to feel like I earned it. I hate it when a guy puts his dick in me and comes too soon. I need to be fucked. I need him to use my hole to the point where I’m desperate for him to cum. Conversely, I also don’t like when a guy fucks me good but doesn’t cum in me. That makes me feel jipped. I need a good fuck and to be bred.

I never ask. I have access to the tools I need to be comfortable with my risk, so I basically just assume everyone is hiv positive. It’s not a factor to me.

So it’s funny you say that because that was literally my plan based on what I read online and had seen on YouTube— but when I got there, I told the piercer and he actually recommended just piercing me at a 6g (if that’s where I was planning to end up anyway). so all of that is to say: I started at a 6g and I’m still at a 6g. It feels like the perfect size for me and I love the way it looks. Your mileage will vary edit: I meant to say that I went in thinking I’d start at 8g and gauge to a 6g

So my piercer said to just leave it alone (and I did) and it really does just take care of itself. I would move it around a bit everyday in the shower / keep the area clean but that’s it. Surprisingly low maintenance.

Are you guys staying for the whole week?

I love this

Obviously, there is the physical aspect: going raw feels better for all parties. But more importantly, I think, is the psychological aspect. I think many of us have tried to explain it in the various discussions on this topic—but for me for me, I think it’s the: 1. Feeling lucky/honored to be chosen by a man to receive the gift of his cock, fucking and sperm. Gay sex and bareback sex was so [banned word] for so long that honestly, I grew up thinking it would only ever be a fantasy. 2. Me giving away this most intimate piece of myself by letting a man into me, without any barrier, and allowing him to use me until he reaches climax. 3. The feeling of accomplishment that I was able to make a man cum. 4. The feeling of vulnerability that comes with being forced to accept whatever comes with his cum (the risk). etc. etc. etc. I just love worshiping the cock, and so much of that is the head space.

Ok. I’m very excited to post this story here bc I still find it very hot—aaaaand I haven’t already posted it here. My FIRST time getting stealthed. i was a junior in college (rural-ish town). It was a grinder hookup. He (I’d guess he was late 40’s early 50’s… great fit dad bod—before dad bods were a thing, Hispanic and so fucking hot) was staying at the Hilton garden inn (which I though was a fancy hotel). We chatted. I drove over around midnight. He met me in the lobby. In the elevator ride to his floor, he reached into my pants and (what I now consider) inspected the goods. Kissed me. Told me he was excited to fuck me. Iiiiii was on the timid side (21 years old. Young naive) but very VERY much turned on/aroused. point of context: this was 2012 and before prep was widely…accessible/used. And while I was a fan of this site and occasionally barebacked with a couple of regular fuck buddies— i rarely exchanged fluids and more often than not, used condoms. We got back to his room and made out for a while—naked. Eventually, he spat on my hole and started pushing with his cock. (Note: he was uncut and I’d never been fucked raw with an uncut cock) so I told him: I’m tight. We will need lube. Etc. He kinda chuckled at that (or something dismissive) and said “ok” next thing I know, he’s pushing into me AND IT IS THE GREATEST FEELING IVE EVER FELT IN MY LIFE. we fucked for a bit (la da la da la da) etc. eventually he eventually said he was going to cum—started talking dirty (like asking me if I’m ready to get pregnant)…I was so turned on buuuut hella naive. i told him not to cum in me… (bc I was afraid if stds— mainly HIV. ) he kept pumping and says something like “I don’t know if I can stop” I put my hand on his chest and told him: “you have to” he continued to pump and went through the motion of pulling out and “cumming in his hand.” To wrap up this long ass story: I didn’t see anything come out when he did it in his hand. After we cuddled, I went home, sat on the toilet, and pushed out what I now know as some very definitive globs of cum. I texted him and he swore he pulled out but I now know thAt was definitely a lie. Home boy “stealthed me” In hindsight, I am so grateful for that first stealth breeding. It is one of the hottest memories I have and would gladly do it over again. thank you for attending my Tedtalk and I hope I didn’t bore you too much.

Pepto also works in a pinch

Well let me say— it’s been reopened for a while. Months ago, most of upstairs was closed off— but NOW, the whole thing is open. Masks are only required downstairs in the gym, lounge, front desk areas. I’ve never had any issues with getting my back pack in.

Stop fetishizing men of color.