PozBearWI

@BlindRawFucker1 at the point you cease life.

Oh fuck yes. I crave my boners of old when I could flip fuck all night; and did. Sensations just aren't as powerful as they were. Nerve damage perhaps? When I truly connect with stories of other poz guys; often that lead to my strongest and furthest spurts, but my eyes are safe. 🙂

We do @BlindRawFucker1 conform to our surroundings, and out abilities. I suppose we can resist what is, but over the long haul, accepting ourselves seems to be one's life mission.

Well said @hntnhole. The reason to uphold Israel is that it is a big rock in a pond of the primary religion of the area, where there remains centuries of war. But plopping a democracy in the middle of all that has brought a focus on the things humanity; that is all of us humans on earth; have to grapple with if we hope our species survives. Military cooperation has historically brought intelligence to each nations defense. To Donnie's big decision; if the majority of democratic nations on earth agree to take out Iran's nuclear capability with US bombs; that should be one shared by most, not just (and illegally) by Donnie sans legislature (the body charged with that decision). My hope is that the citizens of Israel jettison Netty soon; and get a more rational centrist PM.

@akula I would love to say it get's better. Mostly, it pays to tap into other things we love... Which isn't to give up, but to accept ourselves as we actually are.

Can we please come to a generally accepted definition of "cheating"? I know for my mate and me; we are free to enjoy sex with anyone we fancy. If permission were ever needed; it has already been given. When I think of cheating I think of POTUS.

Yikes, mid 77th year sure got here in a hurry! Unmedicated poz old guy with ED. CRAP!!!! One thing I did not expect was how sexually undesirable that makes me. A stark contrast to not so many years ago... I've no regret whatever about being poz. I knew at some point that would be the case, and that it waited for 3/4 of my life be done has been a blessing. Some harsh lessons I haven't had to personally experience. Not lost on me.... What I crave? I have loved hiking. And notice joints and tendons beginning to show signs of age. So I need a regular hiking bud. If that were hiking with mutual stroke or such, that would be a delight too. But conversation while hiking is such a pleasure. And my sweet husband, his other lovely attributes notwithstanding, is big into the whole "silent type" thing. He listens. But he is much more thoughtful than conversational. Still, even then, we enjoy walking with each other. Sex: A couple times a week I jack off. It isn't that I don't want to so much as it takes a fair amount of focus to get the plumbing responding. Rusty pipes? 🙂 Evidently the universe misunderstood me when I wished for a larger dick; and instead gave me a prodigious prostate. In that case, size matters, but not in a good way. So ED a serious issue that is difficult for me to overcome; especially in the last year. Improving that is another hoped for benefit of regular hikes. So most of the time it is better to focus on other enjoyable things than sex; and perhaps truly appreciate those couple times I go on a mental journey to orgasm and ejaculation....

I would love first hand experience of you fucking me @partying.hard

Same @partying.hard, I never had the fuck flu.

Well done! Thanks @kspozcum

Pozzed by injection here. Never got a fuck flu.

Gym Showers of the 60's.... Ours were open shower room, with multiple shower faucets/heads. All functioned so pretty much the room would fill up; but as there were more kids than showerheads, we had to move through quickly. So while I recall glimpses; Mikes very hairy front for example, getting done quickly was the rule. And weirdly I guess, I was more focused on the pleasure of my own dick, the only kid living within miles, next to a huge forest preserve; there really weren't others around. Maybe it was the rural need to get stuff done with lots to do. So I can imagine it in my head, but really never got out of being task oriented. In retrospect I wish I had enjoyed that experience. But my discoveries really began in my 20's... Way early, in primary school years we lived in a suburban neighborhood, of the expanding metropolis around Chicago. My folks both worked all day, so we had chores and tasks to get done; but could during the summer find time to ride our bikes to the "local" pool which was, something akin to 10 miles away. It was fun; but we were hot as fuck by the time we rode home. BUT, I digress... It was there I got my first view of adult male cocks, and damn they looked big! So some early recognition started then. But perhaps in my preschool years, when we lived across the alley from the local mechanic, and down the block from the fire station - giving young me lots of interaction with adult men. I don't recall anything sexual being a part of that.... It was roadside rest stops and adult bookstores that got my attention once I was driving. Again, nothing like that within miles of home and a full day in my early years. My early local gyms, once I started that, had at the time open showers. And over the decades since it was easy to observe the change in trend from gang showers to individual stalls, towel wrapped to and from. Why have we become so afraid of nudity around each other? For me, that is phenomena of my adult years.

I am intrigued. Sure I am game to try it. Who wants to write the opening piece? I propose that at the start we lay out ground rules for the story development. So that multiple guys aren't writing "part 2"; and each then creates the next part. I would be a fan of writing "part 3".

I would have loved to have spent more time in bath houses. I've been in a few; but have lived far away from most, and the nearby ones I enjoyed have closed. I feel as though I still have to disclose, even though the options to avoid infection are pretty readily available.

@Tanbbottom @Malicon so you're suggesting we experiment with a traveling story? Each guy adds to the story evolution?

Indeed, and honestly if he wants a condom we can just enjoy each others company. They simply aren't worth it.

When I suck I guess I'm still the top. 🙂 I actually like to restrain his hands on my st andrews cross. Then I can take my time and pleasure riding that delightful deepthroat line as long as I want (and often longer than he can stand).

I have to agree with @bluey02 on this, the ending should be #1. If they remeet a year later and become boyfriends for life; that would have been the long term outcome I would have enjoyed more. But, honestly, it was all and well done story, thanks @Talurim

Not catholic here, but I have enjoyed sex with several priests as an ex lover was a former priest, and I met his friends...

I don't produce much myself. Some, but hardly the copious amounts I've experienced with some guys.

It does sound encouraging. Hope we learn more...

I am relatively early in my "fourth quarter". At least speaking for myself, sex is no longer the primary focus. And while the interest so far is always there for me, the ability many times isn't. There are a lot more "sore days" where 'pushing through it' exacerbates whatever is going on. Each day brings its own character depending upon other commitments we've made, or things we need to get done to live the life we've established. How we remain active seems to evolve.

Spoiler... Everyone dies...

Indeed, I am similar to @viking8x6. The details of how I got infected with HIV are, of course, irrelevant. That has no bearing on treatment. That I am infected does. We both know the current standard of care is ARV medications. And I am at a point with lab results where I am considering them. In our discussion a couple hours ago he did check every med I take to see if there were any interactions with the other stuff I take. In particular when we meet in person, I am candid with my doc as ultimately the decision on what we'll do to treat something is up to me. My doc is of the same mindset. So I never "follow doctors orders". He doesn't tell me what I "should" do. He might reflect what he would do himself and why in some circumstances. In fact, it is one of the attributes I look for in a doctor. The thinking "is it medically relevant" applies.