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Prelude: As a guy I've failed in life, growing up I fancied guys and girls, particularly a boy in my class but to avoid the ridicule I kept it to myself. I did the expected thing, found myself a girlfriend, didn't last, found another, same result. Around 20 I found Gaydar and despite the plethora of opportunities I never saw myself as attractive (skinny and spotty) so my entire gay exploration involved a single meet with a guy, brief suck, hand job and him cumming over my chest. By my late 20's I met a woman, ended up married in my early 30's we played out our lives but it was ultimately boring. I hovered around the gay sites on occasion often drawn to the darker aspects like bareback and HIV+ guys, met 2 older gentlemen who were nudists but my fears led to a half-baked lie and I left their home before anything could happen. I eventually cheated on her with another woman, she found out (or maybe I subconsciously let her?) and I ended up a bachelor alone. Perhaps this was my time to explore guys?
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ALL cum dumps from these states should post their ads here. Bottoms should state what they're looking for and what they're willing to accept. Tops should state what they have to offer. Be as precise as possible with your location, how far you're willing to travel to get what you want or give what you have, and if you can host. PLEASE...Real ads from Real people. There are plenty of other places to post your fantasy's. Thank you, and Happy Hunting !
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There’s an organization/charity in UK called Gay Men Fighting Aids (GMFA). They run safer sex workshops, advertise safer sex in magazines, and hand out free condoms and lube in bars and at cruising areas. A few of my mates and I have set up an alternative organization called GMSA. There are only five of us at the moment, but we are always looking for new members. Our founding member is David (not real name). He works as a volunteer for GMFA and other AIDS charities, hosting safe sex seminars and handing out condoms – but the tips of all of his rubbers have been pierced several times with a needle. David has a lovely smile, and beams as he hands out his special condoms saying, “play safe now boys.” Our second member is Tom. He works as a barman at Hoist, Londons busiest leather/fetish club. Every Friday and Saturday he gets into work a bit early. On the bar is a big bowl full of condoms and another bowl containing sachets of lube. He takes the bowl of condoms to the back where there is a staff kitchen area containing a kettle and microwave. He puts the condoms in the microwave on a medium/high heat for three minutes. He has discovered, through the process of trial and error, that such is an excellent way of compromising the integrity of the condoms. I see him at the bar most Saturday nights, serving drinks, and smiling as he watches guys pick up a handful of his damaged rubbers. Nathan is our third member. He is only twenty years old, black beautiful and bisexual. He caught the virus when he was eighteen, having his first gay sex experience. He has no trouble convincing guys and girls to let him fuck them bareback, telling them he's neg (if they ask). He particularly favors female virgins. He reports he has had fourteen, so far, but he does not do much follow-up as he feels doing so might give the women some means of tracing the infection back to him. Then there is me and my biker mate. We hang out together, pretending to be an item, telling guys we're monogamous and neg, and that we've recently discovered we both prefer to top. We don't have much difficulty convincing guys to bottom for us. They love the thought of getting fucked by two leather clad bikers. We have learned there is a better chance of spreading the bug if we give it in combination with another STD. Gonorrhea works well, but syph is the best. Last week we were both diagnosed with gonorrhea and my mate with syph, so we delayed treatment while we chatted up on-line a twenty-five year old guy. He described himself as 'bi-curious'. Well you know what they say: curiosity killed the cat. He said he had a fantasy about being raped by two bikers, both wearing crash helmets. After assuring him we were both clean, we arranged a time when we would go round to his apartment. He left the door unlocked and we found him naked, blindfolded and face down on the bed. I fucked him first and shot a huge cocktail of STDs in his so-called 'bi-curious' ass. Then it was my mate's turn. I could tell it was starting to hurt the bottom, but he managed. We left him there with a unique blend of toxic spunk locked tightly inside his ass.
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Ill be visiting Atlanta for the weekend of the 11-13 and we all gonna get slutty! Im probably the biggest of them all! Lookin for hot tops to use and abuse me! Very poz and disease friendly so dont stray away if ur cummin with some extra friends! 😜 hit me up for more details.
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Definitely a bathhouse visit. Probably Pittsburgh or Philadelphia. Possibly DC, or even Denver if I'm heading to visit my parents (whom I haven't seen in many months, of course). If y'all BZ people frequent those cities, HMU if you're interested in coordinating! Possibly also a sex road trip, which is something I've often thought about but never done. In particular from here (just west of DC) to Chicago and/or Boston, and points in between. Hopefully LOTS AND LOTS of points in between.
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I've started loving bareback, but unfortunately my last check up tested positive for gonorrhoea. which lead to getting an injection in my ass and I felt shamed too. so I researched and it appears doxycycline seems to clear up most infections. My questions are do any of you barebackers on this site buy antibiotics online to treat yourself before getting a check up? and good trusted sites? and if not don't you feel shame when visiting the STD clinic repeatedly and testing positive repeatedly for different things? Thanks for reading and it's a genuine enquiry.
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I've started loving bareback, but unfortunately my last check up tested positive for gonorrhoea. which lead to getting an injection in my ass and I felt shamed too. so I researched and it appears doxycycline seems to clear up most infections. My questions are do any of you barebackers on this site buy antibiotics online to treat yourself before getting a check up? and good trusted sites? and if not don't you feel shame when visiting the STD clinic repeatedly and testing positive repeatedly for different things? Thanks for reading and it's a genuine enquiry.
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Midnight on June 3, 2017...I should have been on a boat getting crazy in a supervised manner with the rest of my graduating class of high school students...instead, I could feel the rough surface of the alley cutting into my hands and knees through the haze of meth and alcohol as I braced myself on all fours as the next filthy, reeking homeless guy took his place behind me and shoved a rough finger into my...well, I used to call it my asshole, but I'd learned pretty quickly tonight that calling it anything but a pussy or a cunt would get me a sharp backhand across the face. And honestly, being naked on all fours in a dank, smelly dirty alley at midnight, feeling cum running down my thighs because I was too loose and sloppy at this point to keep it in, the terms pussy and cunt were more appropriate anyway. I bit back a cry of pain as the next guy pulled out his finger and shoved his cock in...it felt like a big one, and I think I felt something inside rip...but I knew that I was supposed to be silent unless told otherwise...thankfully, I felt the glass pipe held to my lips and heard the flare of a torch light up...I started to inhale the precious, acrid chemical smoke that would make this experience not just bearable, but arousing. The soft, smooth silky voice on the other end of the pipe chuckled at my eagerness to inhale. "That's it, bitch...take it all the way in...fill those faggot lungs full. I want you to feel that rush all the way down to your pussy, bitch" I held the hit in as long as I could with a cock slopping in and out of my cunt...then let it out slowly, knowing a quick explosive release would result in being deprived of another hit. "Oh baby...you a good bitch, ain't ya. You learning what it takes to become one of my junkie bitches...only three or four more homeless guys for your pussy and then we can get out of here...now, bitch, take another hit." As I sucked down more meth, feeling the need for cock hitting my cunt hard, I couldn't help but think back to six hours earlier...before my asshole was a cum filled pussy, before I had ever taken homeless cock, before I knew what meth tasted like...when I was a normal, 18 year old white kid from the suburbs. Before I knew my older brother had a drug problem. Before I knew he owed a few thousand to his dealer. And before I became payment for his debts.
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Blogs are not for me - I'm a whore not a writer
michaelcross posted a blog entry in My chasing story - for the non Believers
Last week I started to write blogs(I have since deleted the entries), my initial idea was to give a quick background of how this pretty boy became this filthy whore and from there I wanted too give details of my daily hookup's as I go. I realized however that this is a complete fucking waist of my time and yours. Ill rather do pics and short status updates to not waist fuck time All there is to know is that I''m a very good looking boy (I say this as people usually don't expect extreme filth from me) and I'm into anything dirty, filthy, sleazy. My dick gets hard when people are grossed out by me! I try and live every fantasy that I come up with but my Ultimate would be to be a diseased whore, the go to guys for other struggling chasers - and I am determined to get there in the next two years. Currently I'm in a job where making myself public could be damaging to the company. By end 2017 I plan to quiet and just focus on being a ''whore'' and will finally then be able to share my info, location and pictures fully. I have been saving money for 5 years with this in mind. That''s a brief intro, more info on my profile, and feel free to make contact - as I said, Nothing is taboo and I never say NO. If you one of those who think what I say is just horny talk - Try me?! I will share this message below I sent to @rawTOP, as a curious young guy his blogs pointed my in the right direction - Thank you, thereafter Thanks to Dawson for being my role model, But now, I'm going ALL the way!!! Dear rawTOP Just want to tell you a quick story back in 2011 and 2012, me still very innocent but already wanting to explore bb, came across your blog. I was driving back with a friend on holiday and for a 7 hour drive my eyes were glued to my phone (pre tablet era for me) reading your stories over and over. You introduced me to a new world, pozzing and bug chasing.... or you blog posts lead me to research that. I never actually went onto breeding zone prior to this year, didn't know what it was and was probably to scared. As years went by I starting fantasizing about chasing, still to discreet and shy to act ..... long story short, I eventually just gave in after a guy bred my ass, told me he was safe and weeks later said he lied - when my dick got hard in the middle of a club when I heard this, i kinda surrendered. So pozzing is still in motion, But my darkest secret was, I had been obsessed with bug chasing for years, This however took alot of thought and consideration and for weeks I tried to make contact with other guys, and especially young guys with the same interests...as I thought I was mentally unstable, then someone refereed me here yesterday afternoon. I spent 12 hours reading through all the post and blogs and chatting to other guys similar, hot young fuckers. And I realized that eventually, I'm going to give in so why not now. So In a matter of hours I made a life changing decision This is probably weird to tell you some lame story, but it all started with you. And I really hope you take that with a compliment. You gave me the initial base and material and I''m fucking glad I came across it - It would have happened years later, I'm sure if that urge is in you there''s no stopping it. Hope you will check my profile as I go on this journey Finally I want to share this picture with you all, Last week 26 July at 2pm, I went to my first pre-arranged hookup specifically for Syphilis. I'm yet to see any symptoms but i''ve been told it takes up to two weeks. he kindly labelled me when he was done: -
Still HIV-, but got a few STD's, so had to take a break
Trinity1 posted a blog entry in My Slutty Bareback Life
I was pretty busy getting fucked last month, but had to take a temporary break to deal with some minor STD issues. I am getting tested monthly, and with my most recent test, I discovered I had Chlamydia, Gonorrhea, and Syphilis. This wasn't a total surprise, as I have been a very busy and dirty bottom. It kind of proves my ass is a fertile breeding zone, but no HIV. I am trying to be an ethical slut, if there is such a thing. I have taken time off to get these issues fixed, and I am now good to go again. I started playing again in Vancouver over the weekend, and had a lot of fum with some BBC's. I have kept up with my anal stretching, and my ass is now quite accommodating. I wear a butt plug all the time now, so when I connect with someone who wants to fuck, we can get right to it. I have discovered that the more vigorous and dirty the sex is, the better I like it. It is not just the barebacking aspect of things that turns me on; it is meeting guys who know what to do when I say "drive it like you own it." My ass was well owned on Sunday. -
Today I've been given at my local GU clinic the sh24.org.uk address to book online my home tests kits. They say it is free and anon during postages. Results provided within a week. I get tested regularly locally but this online service for me is going to make a big difference in getting checked more frequently. I'm also hoping to get a Prep delivery sometime soon from abroad, so regular checks would be necessary. Has anybody used this service already?
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On Friday I was visited by a worker from the health department she was told me that I might be positive for syphilis. I have to go to a clinic monday to confirm that I have Syphilis. One of my first thoughts was to check this group to look about syphilis. I googled Syphilis too to learn as much as I can. It helped me to understand about Syphilis so I wanted to thank everyone for their posts about stds. I'll update this to help others who might find themselves in the same situation.
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24 y/o dude here in DFW area looking for other nasty pigs that would be up for giving me an STD. Fucking turned on by herpes, gono, syph, etc. POZ here and also love getting my ass recharged with high VL nut. Nothin gets me fuckin hotter and more horned up that the whole STD thing. So, if you have something you'd like to share, hit me up ASAP. I can host or travel. Don't give a fuck what you look like, your age, etc.... just lookin for nasty STD loads.
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I'm interested in knowing if there are any reliable statistics regarding the probability of being POZZED by a single act of anal sex, and in how much those chances are increased when the top ranges from undetectable to unmedicated.
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So I'm a cumdump, and I love taking loads, but I hate having to hold off on sex while waiting for STD results and then waiting even longer if I have to get treated for anything. It usually results in me having to take 2+ weeks off from sex every three months, which puts a major dent in my load count. So I'm wondering, do other guys abstain from sex while waiting for STD results and getting treated, or do you just keep on fucking and taking loads anyway. -
Some of you may have noticed ads on here in December/January that were for a site that promised "safe" condomless sex. If you followed the link it was a infomercial-ish narrated animation with a cheesy straight Las Vegas bartender talking about all the girls he's fucked and how he avoids STDs. It was a very hard sell that was simultaneously very obscure (it says a lot about straight guys that a pitch like that would work on them). After watching the sales pitch I wasn't really clear what it was they were selling. Turns out it was an e-book. I bought the e-book and it was about as high-quality as the sales pitch. A number of you bought the e-book, and the sales were showing up, but then all of a sudden the sales just stopped. I've been around the block a few times when it comes to online sales/promotions and clearly they just stopped paying commissions, so I took down the ads. After the sleaziness of the sales pitch, I wasn't surprised they stopped paying. Anyway, they took something like 40 pages to say that monolaurin (a "good fat") can protect you from STDs (and other stuff). One of the best sources of monolaurin is virgin and extra virgin coconut oil. Monolaurin is also found in breast milk - but that's much harder to come by The e-book made it sound like monolaurin could protect you from just about anything. It felt a lot like a snake oil sales pitch. Needless to say, I felt weird about promoting them 'cause I didn't trust them. So I ordered some Lauricidin - I hate the taste of coconuts, and Lauricidin is basically refined coconuts - to the point where there's just monolaurin and no coconut flavor. (Instead it tastes like soap - apparently soap is largely fat - so it's all sort of connected and makes sense). So here we are 6 months later. I had a fair amount of sex at MAL, and there were two very slutty weekends, plus my normal sexual activities. There was one time when I thought I had gonorrhea - I did take a Cipro or two trying to get rid of it - but that's not the recommended treatment. When I went in and got tested it came back negative. And I tested positive for herpes in the last few months - doc says I got it sometime since last July, BUT I've never had an outbreak of herpes. I've been in communication with another guy who bought the e-book and he's had similar results. He'll think he's caught something but then it goes away and when he goes in for STD tests he'll test negative for STDs. So the e-book was wrong in many respects - you'll still catch stuff. BUT it did touch on a possible truth - you seem to catch fewer things when you're taking monolaurin, and when you do catch something monolaurin seems to fight it and in some cases appears to be able to get rid of it without drugs. And my experience suggests that it may be able to control herpes outbreaks. Bottom line, if you want to reduce the number of STDs you have, try monolaurin either in the form of virgin / extra virgin coconut oil or Lauricidin. One scoop of Lauricidin daily seems to be sufficient. I was taking 2 a day, but when I scaled back it seemed fine. And the guy I'm in contact with just takes one scoop. We're not talking about anything weird or toxic - it's all stuff that's found naturally in our diets - it's just a matter of pumping up your intake. In fact a few months ago the nurse practitioner I was seeing told me my good cholesterol was a bit low and suggested I get more oils in my diet. I had just ordered Lauricidin so I described it to her and she said "that would be perfect". If you also bought the e-book and have been experimenting with monolaurin, please let us know your experience with it…
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Had regular doctor's appointment a couple days ago and told him about some clear discharge I was having. I didn't know if I had irritated my PA by sleeping with it in one night (generally a bad idea for me) or if I had picked up something at the sex party I went to last weekend. He treated me just in case but then called today to tell me I had had chlamydia. That's not a very good record in my case - go to one party and pick something up. Those of you who are regulars at sex parties - how often do you have problems after the fact?
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I started barebacking less than a yr ago. yesterday i was horny and got this guy to fuck me and give me a load. he didnt have a huge dick, but my ass was very sensitive and i felt he was the best guy that have ever fucked me. This morning i had a weird feeling in my ass (felt like a rash) and i look at it , is very red and very swollen, it kinds of feels like an hemorrhoid but its different, can it be an std?
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Poor Choice Leads to Forced Conversion
Hotload84 posted a topic in Bug Chasing & Gift Giving FICTION
Guys, there’s an old adage that goes, ”Watch out what you wish for….” Well, let me tell you I had a lot of bizarre fantasies—and they all came true—along with a lot more than I ever wanted or expected. I met Troy in an AOL chatroom. We started off with the usual BS. Over time I revealed my innermost fantasies to him, though to my credit I confessed they were just—reveries. He got bored, said he was into none of that. Nonetheless, we continued corresponding. I came to think of him as just another internet acquaintance—because I’m your typical fortyish gay male and he, a 23 year old muscle jock—straight at worst, Bi, at best. So gradually I lost interest, and our chats became less frequent. One day he e-mailed me asking if I’d like to meet. My cock sprang to attention. We reconnoitered at a local bar. I get nervous when I meet new people, and that night I got very, very drunk. I said I needed to get home, but Troy told me I could spend the night with him. It was Friday evening, going on Saturday, and through my drunken haze the thought of bedding down with hunky Troy enthralled me. Big mistake. No sooner did we reach his van, than he and two of his companions jumped me. They bound and gagged me, and threw me in the back. One of them slapped my ass, muttering what a fun night it was gonna be. Images of gay-bashings flashed through my inebriated brain. I thought sure this was the end. We drove for what seemed like hours, and turned off on a bumpy, gravelly road. The three of them got out. The rear door opened, and they dragged me to my feet. They untied my legs. It was so dark I couldn’t see a thing, but from the smells and night sounds, I knew we were in the country. They led me up some stairs. Troy fumbled with a key and shoved me in a pitch black room. They removed the cuffs, stripped me, and lifted me to a massive wooden table. I struggled, though I knew I wasn’t going anywhere without my clothing. Using rope and straps, they bound me, face up, spread-eagled, and went outside. I was strapped down around my chest and arms and legs, so I was pretty well immobilized. Nothing else happened for a while; but I heard their raucous laughter and beer tabs popping. Finally they returned, beers in hand, and hovered over me. Troy pointed to the others. There were Todd and Timmy. The three T’s. All three were pretty decent—especially Timmy—the most gorgeous twink I’d ever laid eyes on—early twenties, tan, and built. Troy spoke. “This is Pussy Faggot Danny, my internet companion. Danny would be an all right kind of queer, ‘cept he’s got these disgusting fantasies regarding watersports and AIDS. So I thought we’d give him a taste of his own medicine, and see how much he likes it. In addition, we got a couple extra treats for Danny. Ever hear of Hepatitis-B, Danny Boy? I got it. And tonight I’m gonna share it with you.” “Todd here’s our Nurse. He’s gonna make sure you get our STD’s. He’s got the Clap—for the third time. He’s gonna give it to you. Hope you appreciate his pain. I asked him to skip the Penicillin until he got through with you.” “I’m sure you’ve noticed pretty Timmy, here. He’s your dream cum true. He’s got HIV. Know how he got it? Gang-banged by a bunch of faggots like yourself. He’s a little homophobic, so don’t push him.” Troy handed Tim a leather gag with a ball sewn in it. The ball had a hole in the center. To help me breathe, I figured. Gorgeous Timmy bent over me, and my cock began to stir. He punched me in the balls. My nuts shriveled, I wailed. My high-pitched shriek resounded off the cabin walls. It didn’t even sound like me. Tim slapped my face, bloodying my nose. “Do that again, cocksucker, and you’ll regret it.” He hastily regagged me, and shoved a plastic funnel in the hole. Troy approached with a black butt plug. Todd and Timmy lifted up my legs. Sans lube, he shoved it in me. I screamed again, but, gagged, my cries came out like puppy yelps. Tears rolled down my cheeks. “Okay, Todd. Go to work on him.” The nurse Todd lubed up a catheter and pushed it in my piss slit. My torment was intense. His veins stood out as he worked it in me. I cried in agony. At last it slid into my bladder. Yellow fluid filled the tube. Todd smiled in satisfaction. “First time I ever did that.” He connected the other end of the tubing to the funnel. Piss began to flow into my mouth. I coughed and gagged, but learned I had to swallow or drown in my own urine. Reaching in his pocket, Todd pulled out a syringe. From Troy, then Timmy, then himself, he drew blood. Three times I suffered their serologic injections. I ended up with Band-Aids on my arms. At last they retreated to the porch. I was glad to be alone. How dare they do this to me! True homophobes would have done me better. At least I’d have been dead by then. But these Fuckers meant for me to live—and suffer! Beneath the gag a fatalistic smile crossed my face. I was totally at their mercy, but I was going to survive! When they returned, about half an hour later, all three of them were nude. I found myself admiring their youthful bodies. They had such taunt physiques, compared to my forty year-old body. Laughing, they approached the table. One by one they pissed into the funnel. I swallowed madly, attempting to absorb their streams. I thought my gut was gonna burst. Their beer-diluted urine overflowed the funnel and ran down my cheeks and neck. Troy said, “Timmy, give Danny Boy a good night kiss. He seems to like you best.” “Fuckin’ AIDS Whore!” Timmy growled. Anticipating yet another blow, I shut my eyes. A door slammed somewhere. I opened them again as a hand massaged my dick. I shuddered when I realized I was alone with sadist Timmy. Warily I awaited another unprovoked attack; but alone he seemed transformed. I grew sexually aroused. I’d forgotten the catheter till I spasmed. N ever had I experienced such an intense yet painful climax! Timmy disconnected the tube from the funnel and sucked my cum, and piss, down his throat. He removed the gag and kissed me deeply—spitting jizz and piss from his mouth to mine. God, that troubled boy was hot! He disconnected the tubing from the funnel and pulled out the butt plug. It had shit and blood all over it. He stuck the end of the catheter up my ass. My recycled urine, and theirs, flowed into my ass, puddling on the table beneath me. He lit a cigarette and went outside. When he returned, urine was dribbling on the floor. He reconnected the tubing to the funnel, untied my legs, and raised them to his shoulders. His hard shaft probed between my legs. Between the blood and piss and shit, he entered me easily. That beautiful POZ man plunged in and out of me. I was torn between his superlative magnificence and the ugly disease I knew consumed him. Timmy thrust harder. His breathing came in spurts, his panting grew intense. That ravishing maniacal youth was close to cumming. “HERE’S HIV FOR YOU, COCKSUCKER!” He convulsed as volley after volley of his poison jizz shot in me. Exhausted, his noxious shaft quiescent, his handsome profile collapsed upon my chest. His sinewy forearms encircled me. He ravenously bit my neck till it was badly bruised. Toward morning, Todd came in. With bloodshot eyes, he stumbled toward me. His need was obvious. He leaned over the table, his slimy shaft, glistening precum, bobbed up and down mere inches from my face. He worked his shaft as if to milk the precum from it. A greenish-yellow goo oozed out instead. “I’m gonna see the Doc on Monday, but tonight we party.” He pulled the bloody, shitty, cummy butt plug from my ass, and wiped it across my face. He undid my legs. I kicked and wailed my through the gag. He slapped my gut. “Stop that shit, or I swear I’ll cut you!” I acquiesced. Gonorrhea could be cured: castration was forever. After his violent adrenal rush, he had trouble getting hard again. He fucked me half an hour before he shot. At 9:00 A.M. the three of them removed the apparatus. Troy ran a wash cloth across my blood and cum and shit caked face. They let me dress, retied, regagged me, and led me to the van. The morning sunlight blinded me. The place was someone’s summer cabin. Beyond the unkempt lawn, tall pine trees soared above the sequestered structure. I sensed a different attitude in Todd and Timmy. They treated me kindly, almost with respect—now that I was one of them. When we got back to the bar, Troy crawled in. He shut the door behind him. Air off, the summer sun baked the roof and made the inside suffocating. We were alone. His accomplices had fled. He unzipped, and his massive 8” shaft popped out. He untied my shoes and pulled off my jeans and briefs. “Remember this, Cocksucker.” His pole connected with my ass. So close to freedom, I had not the slightest inkling nor desire to resist. My second shot at Hepatitis B, I thought. He untied and ungagged me. I quickly dressed. He threw the van doors open to alleviate the stifling heat. By then we were both drenched with sweat. Afraid he might reconsider, I crawled on hands and knees towards the door. “You belong to us now. Keep in touch,” he yelled out after me. The only other vehicle in the lot was mine. I staggered in a zigzag pattern toward it. I fumbled for my keys. By the time I got inside, Troy, too, was gone. I slept all day and into Sunday, awoke feverish and sick—three blood stained Band Aids on the bed stand. -
When guys say they're "D/D Free" or "STD Free" are they including HIV or can a poz guy say he's "STD free" as well? Sometimes guys say they're both neg and dd free, but what happens in the case where they don't say anything about HIV? I mean HIV is obviously an STD, but isn't "STD free" more about saying you've been tested for all the little things and don't have stuff like the clap or syphilis?
